The Curse of the Black Spot

Amy: What is that thing?
Captain Avery: A legend. The Siren. Many a merchant ship laden with treasure has fallen prey to her. She’s been hunting us ever since we were becalmed, picking off the injured.
Boatswain: Like a shark. A shark can smell blood.
The Doctor: Okay. Just like a shark. In a dress. And singing. And green! A green singing shark in an evening gown

“Broken and Rotting” Curse Jar

Originally posted by crowszx

A powerful curse to bring ruin and turmoil to your enemy.

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What You’ll Need:

  • A Jack of Spades playing card (this represents the target as a sort of poppet, and for the sake of the curse, the jack is gender-neutral)
  • A Peat Pot Planter (The peat pot is eco-friendly and more powerful for this particular curse, but a jar can also work)
  • Old Parsley, to represent financial ruin
  • 1 Big, Rotting Strawberry, to represent romantic ruin
  • Rotting Banana or Carrot, to represent sexual ruin, if target has a penis, OR Rotting Peach or Red Apple, if target has a vulva (If you don’t know what genitalia the target has, use one of each)
  • Crushed Egg Shell Powder
  • 1 Black candle
  • 1 other candle: pink if target ids as female/transfemale/transfeminine, yellow if target ids as male/transmale/transmasculine, purple if target ids as agender/genderfluid/bigender/etc.
  • Black Pepper
  • Cayenne Pepper
  • Legally obtained animal bone(s) (I recommend chicken bones, you can get them out of pieces of fried chicken, so they’re easily available and more importantly, LEGAL!)
  • Storm/Rain Water
  • (Optional) Cursing sigils
  • (Optional) A slice/half/whole rotting onion, to represent their health deteriorating

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What to do:

-BEST DONE DURING A WANING CRESCENT MOON-

STEP 1: Place the peat pot down on your working space. Place the black candle above it and the other candle below it. Light both of the candles. (Be sure to practice fire safety!)

STEP 2: Take the Jack of Spades and write the targets name over the card, as big as you can. (It can be any name you knew them by, their full name, a nickname, their “witch name” if you’re cursing another witch, etc.)

STEP 3: Place the animal bone(s), egg shell powder, and old parsley in the peat pot. Next place the Jack of Spades in. (If you have any cursing sigils, add them here.) Then put in the rotting strawberry and the rotting banana/carrot/peach/red apple. (If you add the onion, do it here.) Sprinkle the black and cayenne pepper over all of it, saying:

  • I call upon the forces of dark,
  • fulfill the curse, I’ve done my part.
  • My reasoning sound, my logic tight,
  • bring [TARGET’S NAME] suffering on this night

STEP 4: Cover the peat pot with another peat pot or a piece of another cut to fit as a lid. (You can draw cursing sigils all over the pot if you so choose to.) Bury it somewhere close, like your garden or backyard. Pour the storm/rain water over the burial site.

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TO BREAK THE CURSE:

STEP 1: Dig up the spot where you planted the peat pot. Try to find what you can of the jar. If it’s been a while, parts of it will have started to decay. Try to find the Jack of Spades. Take it out and rebury the rest.

STEP 2: Cross out the eyes and the hand(s) on the card with a dark colored marker. DO NOT MARK OUT THE NAME OF YOUR TARGET!

STEP 3: Place the card into a fire-safe bowl, and sprinkle a little salt and a little sugar over it.

STEP 4: Light the card on fire and let it burn until it’s nothing but ash. While it’s burning, say the chant:

  • The curse is lifted, thus I have said,
  • my curse is lifted from off your head.
  • But be ye warned, should the need arise,
  • I’ll recast the curse, and ruin your life.

Originally posted by lovegoodemporium

I am really annoyed with the idea that Slytherins are always cool, calm and unemotional. Most of the Slytherins we see are very emotional, and make a lot of important decisions based on strong emotion, and even foil themselves because they get too emotional. They’ll absolutely tear themselves apart for whatever they love, whether that’s a person or power. You have to feel strongly about something to be truly ambitious.

I MEAN JUST LOOK AT THE EXAMPLES. Someone insulted you/your family/someone you care about? Forget the snide comebacks, it’s time to SCREAM, YELL, CURSE THEM WITH BOILS. Family doesn’t approve of your boyfriend? ELOPE, it doesn’t matter whether this turns out to be a terrible decision. Boy Who Lived refuses to be your friend? OBSESS OVER HIM FOR THE NEXT SEVEN YEARS. Telepathic Dark Lord is threatening your son/childhood friend? Lie on the spot AND RISK A TORTUROUS DEATH TO DEFY HIM. Dark Lord is threatening your house elf? DRINK POISON AND THROW YOURSELF INTO A PIT OF ZOMBIES.

Slytherin is the House of cunning, not the House of rational decision-making??

True Colors

Named after the song by the Weeknd bc I am trash. Thank you to @caspercassiecas for being my beta. This is my first fic on this account, and my ask box is always open for requests. Hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 3606

Warnings: Smut, fluff, disgusting dude at a bar, reader has a dragon tattoo, sex related humor at the end.


“Y/N!” You heard Lin shout, and you sighed heavily, still holding the coffee that the man had sent you to get. You looked around for him, noticing that he was on the other side of the stage. The stage where the company was practicing.

You groaned, sprinting across the stage, ducking and spinning around dancing people. You somehow managed to get across without spilling the coffee, handing it to Lin and smiling before you heard your name called again.

“Y/N! Come meet Diggs! He was sick yesterday, so you didn’t get to meet him!” You heard Christopher shout, and you groaned again, sighing heavily. You looked over, trying to find where Christopher was standing.

“You guys are lucky I do sports.” You muttered, Lin cackling and patting your shoulder.

“Yes, we are. You’ve got a busy second day ahead of you, kid.” Lin laughed, and you groaned, running back across the stage, doing a slide on your knees between a dancer’s legs and ending up at Christopher’s feet, scrambling up.

“Sorry, I learned yesterday that if I time it right, I can get across the stage without being hit.” You explained, brushing yourself off before smiling widely at Christopher and the tall man beside him.

“Y/N Y/L/N, Daveed Diggs, Daveed Diggs, Y/N Y/L/N. Y/N is our new intern since Jessica quit the other day.” Christopher introduced them, and you smiled warmly, shaking Daveed’s hand. He opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by Phillipa calling out for you.

“Y/N!”

You made an apologetic face, wincing.

“Sorry, it was lovely meeting you, Diggs. I’ll catch you later.” You waved, weaving between the dancers once more, yelping when one grabbed your hand, spinning and dipping you. You went along with it, doing a couple dance steps with him before he let you go and you ran off to find Phillipa.


You were backstage, delivering Leslie a tea before he had to go on. You sighed heavily, rubbing your eyes as you knocked on Leslie’s dressing room door. You heard a muffled ‘come in’ and opened the door, absently tugging on your hair with your free hand. You poked your head in carefully.

“Hey, Leslie, they didn’t have chai, so I had to get you vanilla, I hope you don’t mind. If it’s an issue, I can run down to the corner store really quick.” You greeted, voice rough from how much you’d spoken that day. The three men in the room turned to you, all smiling. Anthony stood, opening the door for you fully. Daveed waved and smirked from his spot on the couch. Leslie was leaning on his vanity, smiling widely at you.

“It’s no issue, thank you, Y/N. Have you met Diggs? He was out sick yesterday when you were here.”

“Yessir, I have met Diggs. Though I’ve been bouncing around all damn day so I haven’t had a chance to properly speak to him.” You laughed, handing Leslie the tea and smiling at Anthony, who appeared to be struggling with his collar, which wouldn’t stay down.

“Anthony, do you need some help?” You asked, furrowing your eyebrows and tilting your head slightly. He looked up and smiled brilliantly.

“Yes, please, actually. I can’t get it to stay down.”

You clicked your tongue, muttering under your breath as you reached a hand to your side, pulling a safety pin out of your jeans. You carefully stuck it in the fabric of Anthony’s coat, pinning it down.

“Alright. Anyone else need anything while I’m in here?” You asked, eyeing Daveed out of the corner of your eye. You noticed his eyes on your legs, moving around your body. He caught your eyes and you raised a brow.

“Coffee would be nice.” Daveed murmured, and you nodded.

“Any specifics on how to make it?”

“I like mine how Lin takes it.”

“Lin takes any kind of coffee I give him.” You snorted, tugging at your hair again as you left the room, sighing heavily.


The Next Day

You were helping one of the dancers through a run, copying his movements effortlessly.

“Y/N! Need you!” You heard Daveed call, and gave the dancer a sad look, jogging off to Daveed’s dressing room, knocking on the door and waiting for the signal to come in. You jumped as Lin opened the door, putting a hand over your heart.

“Jesus! Lin, you almost put me in cardiac arrest.” You scolded, furrowing your brows as you slipped in.

“Sorry, Y/N. I was just leaving.” He laughed, waving as he shut the door. You turned your head, spotting Daveed by his vanity. Your mouth ran dry. He was in a tight black t-shirt, one that outlined every single one of his muscles, and a pair of jeans that fit just right on his hipbones. You forced your eyes to his face, smiling.

“Hey, I was wondering if you could help me with the Lafayette bun. I can’t seem to get it right today.”

“Uh, yeah, s-sure.” You stuttered, blushing bright red. You mentally cursed yourself, walking over and carefully pulling his hair up, forming it into the bun.

“You’re blushing. Are you feeling okay, Y/N?” He practically purred, and you flicked your eyes up to look at him in the mirror, still putting the hair tie around his hair.

“Yeah. Just a little warm in here.” You lied effortlessly, finishing the bun and smiling at him in the mirror.

“Need anything else?”

“The cast is going out tonight, Lin wanted me to see if you’d come. He had to run to set before he could ask himself.”

“He could’ve shot me a text. But yeah, I’ll come.” You murmured, pulling a pocket notebook out of your jeans and scribbling down your number, tearing it out and setting it on his vanity.

“You’re the only person who doesn’t have my number. Text me the location and dress code tonight, please.” You murmured, walking out of his dressing room.


You almost fell out of the shower trying to grab your phone in time to answer the incoming call. You stood, dripping on the floor, pressing the phone against your wet cheek.

Hey, it’s Daveed. I’ll come pick you up. Tell me your address and wear somethin’ nice, aight?” He greeted, and you made a humming sound.

“Will do. Uh, I live in the Deerfold Apartments on eleventh, number 112. I’ll have to buzz you in.” You answered, running a hand through your still soapy hair.

You sound out of breath. You feeling alright?

“I was in the shower when you called. Almost fell trying to answer.” You laughed, listening to his own warm laugh radiate through her speakers.

Alright, I’ll let you finish your shower. See you in about 30 minutes.” He said, and you hummed. The call ended. Or so you thought.

You put your phone down, stepping back in your shower. You went back to your singing, belting out the lyrics to old rock songs at the top of her lungs, running conditioner through your hair. You quickly washed your body and shaved, turning off your shower. You grabbed the towel you kept by, sighing at the puddle of water on the floor.

“Dear god that’s so much water.” You said to yourself, drying off quickly before putting the towel on the floor to soak up the water.

You pulled your hair into another towel, twisting it up and whistling as you stepped on the other towel, singing once again. You picked up your hairbrush and phone, starting on Lemonade, Beyonce’s new album. You picked up the towel and your dirty clothes, walking out to your bedroom, singing at the top of your lungs.

You can taste the dishonesty,
it’s all over your breath,
” You sang, tossing your phone on the bed. You continued singing, putting your dirty clothes and both towels in your hamper. You quickly brushed out your hair, accidentally tripping over a pile of clothes and letting out a loud string of curses. You heard quiet laughter, popping up and trying to find the source of the sound. You scrambled to your phone, finding that you were still in a call with Daveed.

“Diggs! Why didn’t you hang up?!” You exclaimed, turning bright red.

I heard you singing and wanted to stick around to see if you’d sing a song from the show.” You heard his familiar voice crackled through the phone.

“Jesus Christ.” You groaned, knowing you’d never live this down.


You buzzed Daveed in, walking back to your bedroom and stepping into your dress, pulling it up. You struggled with the zipper, getting it up about halfway before you heard a knock on your door. You sighed, walking over to your door and opening it. You gave Daveed a slightly awkward smile.

“Can you zip me up, please? I can’t seem to get it.” You asked, and he laughed, nodding his head. You turned, holding in a shiver as his warm hands ran up your spine, zipping the dress. You felt his fingers lingering, brushing along the dragon tattoo at the base of your neck.

“Nice ink. Do you like dragons?”

“No, I hate them.” You said sarcastically, rolling your eyes and stepping into a pair of heels, grabbing your jacket and purse.

“Alright, let’s motor.” You smiled, spinning your keys around your finger. He nodded, stepping aside to let you out. You locked your apartment, linking your elbow with his and letting him escort you.


You laughed at the story Lin was telling the people at the table, sipping your wine. Daveed was digging into his steak, being quieter than usual. Anthony was on your other side, casually sipping his wine as well.

“Hey, D, you doing okay?” You asked, voice quiet. You glanced over at him, raising a brow. He smiled, nodding.

“I just can’t cut this damn steak.”

You laughed softly, shaking your head and sipping your wine again. The waiter walked over, setting down a wine glass and a note in front of you. You raised your eyebrows. You glanced at the table, making sure they weren’t paying attention before you spoke.

“Oh, I didn’t order this, sir.” You said, smiling up at the waiter.

“It’s from the gentleman in the blue shirt at the bar.” The waiter smiled, and you nodded, looking at the glass of wine and flicking your eyes up to the guy at the bar, who smirked and waved at you. You opened the note, reading it and suppressing a disgusted face. You pulled your notebook and pen out of your bag, scribbling down a note back and chugging the wine. You handed the note and empty glass to the waiter, smiling.

“Tell him he has awful taste in wine, but thanks anyway.” You requested, and the waiter read your note and laughed, nodding his head.

“Yes, ma’am. You have a strong voice in your writing.” He commented, and you smirked.

“I’m aware. Thank you very much.”

You sipped your previous glass of wine, looking over at a call of your name.

“So, Y/N, what did blue shirt guy say in his note?” Lin asked, and you sighed, shaking your head.

“I should’ve known better than to think that would’ve gotten past you. I thought it would be a nice note, but it was vulgar as all hell.” You muttered, shaking your head and glaring at the note.

“What did you say back?” Renee laughed, and you shrugged, smirking.

“I said that he was a pussy for saying it in a note with wine instead of to my face, and if he really expected that to work or get him laid, then he was more idiotic than I thought at first glance.” You answered Lin, who snorted loudly, cackling.

“Wait, lemme see his note! Y/N, you gotta show me!”

“Lin, read it out to us!” Oak laughed, and Y/N giggled, passing the note to Lin. He cleared his throat, getting out his most dramatic voice.

Hey, I really like your dress. I think I’d like it better on my floor, though. I like your lips as well, and I sure would love to see them wrapped around my 11-inch cock, come take charge of me, honey, I can show you a good boy,” Lin read, and you listened to the table burst out into loud laughter. Anthony gave you a sympathetic look, and Daveed swallowed his piece of steak before speaking to her.

“Are you even into being the dominator, Y/N? I get a more vanilla vibe from you.”

You raised your brows at him, laughing softly.

“And I think that’s my cue, sorry, guys, I have to wake up early and run around all day tomorrow.” You spoke, avoiding the question as you slipped on your coat, digging your wallet out of your purse and handing Lin $20 dollars, paying for your food. You waved as you walked out, blowing a kiss at them.


You stretched up, grabbing a pack of powder creamer from the cabinet, dancing to the singing you heard from the stage. You stirred it into the cup of coffee that sat in front of you, singing along softly. You nearly jumped out of your skin as you felt a pair of hands on your hips.

“Did I scare you away last night, baby?” Daveed whispered in your ear, and you shivered.

“N-no, Daveed.” You replied, shivering at the feeling of his breath on your neck.

“You gonna answer my question, baby girl?”

You had to forcibly suppress a moan, subconsciously grinding your ass against his crotch. He laughed quietly, pressing a small kiss to the juncture of your neck and shoulder. You released a shaky breath.

“I don’t like to dominate, I like being dominated.” You muttered, and he bit into your neck, hard enough to leave a bruise and draw a moan out of you.

“Can’t fuck you here, baby girl.” He murmured, and you whimpered.

“I’ll swing by your place later.” He murmured, and you nodded desperately, grinding against him once more before he pulled away, smirking at you as he walked away, leaving you panting and blushing at the counter.


You buzzed Daveed in, practically bouncing as you walked off to your bathroom, checking your appearance one more time, perfecting everything. You heard him knock, walking cautiously over to your door and opening it, stepping aside to let Daveed in.

“You can take your shoes off by the door, and, uh, hang your jacket on the free hook.” You greeted, blushing bright red.

“You’re cute when you blush, baby. If at any point you want me to stop, say ‘red’ okay?”

“Got it. Red. Okay.” You murmured, nodding. You blushed impossibly brighter when he grabbed your hips again, tugging you against his chest. He crashed his lips down onto yours and you moaned into his mouth, circling your arms around his neck and grinding yourself against him.

“Fuck, Daveed, bedroom.” You managed when you broke free, pointing to your bedroom door. He nodded, grabbing the undersides of your thighs and picking you up, walking toward your bedroom, leaving kisses on your neck. He tossed you on your bed, tugging his shirt off and unbuckling his belt. He smirked at you.

“Take off your clothes and hold out your wrists, baby.”

You were quick to comply, pulling your clothes off in record time and holding out your wrists for him. You moaned a little when you saw he’d finished taking off his clothes while you were distracted with yours. He pulled his belt tight around your wrists.

You moaned when he trailed a hand down, running a finger along your slit. You tossed your head back, bucking your hips up when he pushed two fingers into you, curling them just right and rubbing your walls. Your mind went blank, moving your hips to meet his fingers as he thrust them in and out of you. He ducked his head down, sucking at your clit, drawing a damn near scream from you. You were impossibly close. Though, to be fair, you’d been close since he’d kissed you.

“Please, sir, please, let me,” You babbled, mindlessly begging.

“Can you take three, baby?”

“Yes, sir, please,” You moaned, arching your back up sharply when he pushed another finger into you, keeping you right on the edge. You started begging again, whimpering when he held your hips down with one of his hands, stopping you from moving.

“Cum.” He ordered, and you practically screamed his name as you obeyed, back arching, fingers reaching out in your bonds, mind going completely blank. Before you had time to recover completely, he was inside of you, hitting your g-spot immediately.

“Daveed!” You moaned, dragging out the syllables in his name. He wrapped a hand around your throat, biting hard into your shoulder as he pounded into you. You felt his other hand gripping your hip so hard that you knew you’d have his fingerprints branded onto you for weeks. You moaned again when he bit hard on your breast, then moved his hand and bit into your neck again.

“You’re mine now, baby girl, no one else can fuck you like this.” He growled into your ear.

“Yes, sir, yours.” You moaned back, gasping for breath as he slowed down, almost sobbing.

“Say it, baby. Who’s are you?”

“Yours, sir! Please!” You moaned, trying to buck up and get him to go faster again.

“Who’s?”

“Yours, Daveed! Fuck, please!” You sobbed, then felt him unbuckle the belt around your wrists, then start up again. You threw your head back once more, raking your nails up his back. You knew there would be marks the next morning from your nails, and that made you moan more, scratching up his back again, then burying your hands in his hair, pulling. He groaned, nodding his head.

“Good girl, Y/N, fuck. Cum for me, baby girl.” He groaned out, and you let your orgasm take over again, seeing stars. You felt him bite hard into your shoulder, possibly drawing blood, as he came. All the muscles in your body went slack, and you winced at the oversensitivity as he pulled out of you, taking the condom off and tying it, tossing it into the trashcan by your bed. He ran a hand through his sweaty hair, smiling at you.

“Where’s your bathroom, baby, we need to clean you up.” He asked, voice soft. You groaned, lifting your arm and pointing to a door, sighing when he picked you up. He walked into your bathroom, making a pleased noise at the sight of your bathtub, setting you down on the counter and running you a bath.

“I’m tired, Daveed.” You muttered, whining as he picked you up again, sitting in the bath with you between his legs, leaning against his chest.

“I know, baby, let’s just get you cleaned up and then I can take you to bed, okay?”

“Mm, okay.” You murmured, letting him wash you off. You let your eyes slip shut as he shampooed and conditioned your hair, washing your body gently. You felt him moving around as he cleaned himself, then as he pulled the plug to drain the water. You felt him leave the tub, drying himself off, before picking you up and drying you off, carrying you to your bedroom. You sighed, tossing the towel around you into the hamper in your room before he laid you both down, pulling the blanket up to you and wrapping his arms around you.


“Hey, Y/N, what’s with the turtleneck? It’s super fuckin hot in here.” Anthony called, and you spun around, smiling at him.

“That is subjective, Ant. I think it’s really cold, actually.” You lied, shrugging. He raised an eyebrow.

“Or you got laid last night.”

You didn’t respond, the color draining out of your face.

“Holy shit! Guys! Y/N got dicked down!” Anthony shouted, and you pinched the bridge of your nose, groaning.

“Yes, I did. Is there a reason why my sex life is so exciting to you, Ant?” You sighed, putting a hand on the hip that wasn’t bruised all to hell and glaring at him.

“Lemme see what the guy did, Y/N, I know you have a tank top under that damn turtleneck,” Anthony said, and you snorted, rolling your eyes.

“Lin! Make Anthony go away!” You shouted, Lin looking over and laughing at the two of them.

“Do you even remember the guy’s name? Did you get his number? Are you gonna hit him up? I saw you walking weird earlier but I thought you just pulled a muscle, was he that good?” Anthony shot off, and you groaned, sighing.

“Hi, baby. He bothering you?” Daveed asked, wrapping an arm around your waist and gently pecking you.

“Holy shit.” You heard Lin say, then heard Anthony and Oak burst out in laughter.

“Jesus Christ, we knew you liked her! Lemme see what he did to you, you gotta show me now!” Ant cackled, and you made a grumbling noise, looking up at Daveed for permission. He gave a single nod, and you sighed, tugging your turtleneck off and allowing them to see the plethora of bruises on you. Including the scabbed over bite on your shoulder, claiming marks.

“Jesus Christ, Diggs, you don’t hold back.”

“He would’ve but I didn’t tell him to. Is your curiosity sated?” You snapped, glaring. Anthony and Oak held up their hands in mock surrender.

“Well, now we won’t have to ask why you’re walking funny.”

“Shut up.”

I’ve Got You

IT’S WHUMP WEEK! Hope you’re all as excited for this as I am. I’m going to try and throw some (k)lance whump at you every day!

Day One- Fever


Lance glared up at the ceiling with narrowed eyes, as if its very presence offended him. “Why do we even make plans?” he wondered aloud. “They always go south, anyways.”

Keith rolled his eyes. “If we just stormed into Galra bases with no idea what we were doing, then we’d be caught pretty easily.”

Lance eyed him, unimpressed. His skin looked unusually pale in the dim, purple light. “Kinda like how we are now?”

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kang daniel | prince au! part 1

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member: kang daniel
genre: fluffy
summary: prince au! you end up being one of the castle maids as a punishment from your mother, what happens when you end up walking into the crown prince kang daniel’s room and see him shirtless eating gummy bears?
requested: yes! i’ll also be making a part 2 if people request it!
part 1 | part 2


  • you were one of the duchesses in the kingdom and you were quite well known
  • but you hated your fame, your status, all you wanted was to be normal
  • the first school you went to people treated you so differently, always using for your money and status, guys were always trying to arrange marriage contracts
  • AND YOU WERE IN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL 
  • by the time you went to middle school, you were so sick of it so you asked your parents if you could go into disguise and they agreed
  • middle school was normal, you were a bit of a loner but you didn’t mind because at least you weren’t harassed all the time
  • by high school you glowed up A LOT, you were gorgeous, you ended up being student body president, in like 3 sports clubs, straight A student, and popular
  • but this isn’t because you wanted to but your mother and father’s expectations of you really hit hard and you felt immense pressure daily
  • though you decided to stay in your disguise because you really couldn’t handle people knowing you were a duchess
  • even though your school was known to have royalty and famous people there like dukes, duchesses, politicians, pop stars, actors, athletes went there
  • even the crown prince kang daniel and his half brother ong seongwoo went to your school
  • you only had one best friend and she found out you were a duchess and didn’t judge at all and treated you just the same
  • which is why you loved her so much 
  • one day you came home and your parents basically told you 
  • “sweetheart don’t get mad but we’ve arranged a marriage with prince ong seongwoo” 
  • you went fucking ballistic and even that was an understatement
  • reasons being:
  • 1. your best friend was dating seongwoo
  • 2. he was not your type whatsoever
  • 3. you secretly had a crush on his half brother daniel
  • but everyone had a “crush” on daniel
  • he was the crown prince who was still kind, humble, funny
  • and not to mention hella handsome
  • you just accidentally ended up liking him when you split coffee all over his white button up probably like $3000 shirt 
  • which ended up in his fangirls glaring and you profusely apologising and offering money for dry cleaning 
  • but he just gave you the most adorable bunny smile and chucked and waved you off 
  • “no it’s completely fine, don’t worry mistakes can happen” he said sweetly making your heart flutter
  • if we were talking real talk he would of just stripped that shirt right then and there
  • you just thanked him with a slight blush on your cheeks and basically sprinted away from the humiliating situation 
  • you thought about how nice he was even though he was the prince and could of made you pay thousands of dollars
  • you also couldn’t get that gorgeous adorable smile out of your mind
  • you return back to your thoughts of marrying seongwoo and you’re automatically pissed off 
  • since you were young you knew you were going to get sold off like an animal to the highest bidder well the person with the most wealth, power and fame
  • but you thought that’d be after you graduated high school and had a bit of fun in your life 
  • but nope
  • your parents also told you were to stop wearing your disguise and your engagement to seongwoo will be announced at the summer solstice ball in a few months
  • after you heard that you basically refused talking to them and interacting with them 
  • you finally ended up talking with them after holding a grudge for like a month
  • you and seongwoo met up the next day, you ready to slap him and you screamed
  • “YAH SEONGWOO HOW THE HELL DID YOU LET THIS HAPPEN!!”
  • “YO Y/N CALM YOUR FARM IT WAS NOT MY CHOICE! I love y/b/f/n you know that! You were just the most eligible girl for me because of your perfect school record, money, power, and you were also a duchess”
  • “fuck, you know about me being a duchess, and it ain’t my fault my parents are constantly pressuring me to be perfect in every single way possible.”
  • “yeah i get it and of course i knew about you being a duchess, it’s me. now let’s make a deal, we both try our god damn hardest to get out of this engagement and in the mean time I’ll keep dating y/b/f/n and you just stay depressingly single as always.” 
  • “seongwoo shut the fuck up i’m perfectly happy being single and fine deal, only for y/b/f/n not you. but our parents can’t find out you and y/b/f/n are dating or they’ll kill both of us. Oh and by the way I’ll be going to school without my disguise so if people find out we’re engaged you’re the one that needs to deal with them.”
  • you ended with a harrumph and sassily turned your back on him before he could protest
  • you both told your best friend and she was upset at first but understood then was super grateful that she could still continue dating seongwoo with you supporting it
  • you were just happy they were happy but they made you want to have a relationship and puke all at the same time
  • people end up being so shocked when you turned up the next day without your disguise on and asked so many questions, that the principal literally had to announce it to the whole school
  • that you were a duchess and you were under a disguise the whole time
  • after that people constantly tried to talk/flirt to you and you were so sick of it but you still tried to continue your normal everyday life
  • the most embarrassing encounter for you about revealing your identity was when you bumped into daniel and he said curiously “oh you’re not wearing your disguise anymore”
  • you were so surprised he knew as well “oh you knew, i mean your hi-highness” you stuttered out nervously
  • cursing yourself at how you were feeling
  • “don’t call me your highness it’s too formal, call me daniel” he said sweetly
  • “hello daniel, i’m y/n” you said shyly 
  • “i’ll pretend i don’t already know your name” he said teasingly with a wink and then continued
  • “of course i knew about the disguise as the crown prince i’m supposed to know about my subjects you know” he said jokingly 
  • he then whispered in your ear making you blush so hard
  • “seongwoo actually told me, but you look prettier without your disguise, but then again you always look nice”
  • he then blushed, but also cheered internally cause that was smooth, but had no idea why he even said that and then he didn’t even know what to say next so he basically ran away
  • mhmm smooth daniel smooth
  • you giggle at him running away thinking how adorable he is
  • also being super confused at why he complimented you because he wasn’t known to be a huge flirt or a womaniser
  • when he found out you and seongwoo were engaged he felt super disappointed but he had no idea why
  • he couldn’t sleep all night and just thought of you and seongwoo getting married and frowning furiously at the thought
  • you on the other hand were snoring yourself to sleep lol me tho
  • anyways your parents eventually found out that seongwoo was dating your best friend and that you knew about it and supported it
  • then they went full rage on you going on and on about you were bringing shame and disgrace to your family
  • you felt horrible after that 
  • they wanted to punish you so they made you one of the castle’s maids for 1 month
  • you were furious because you had school, assignments, sports clubs, being student body president and on top of that 
  • YOU HAD TO BE A MAID??!!!
  • they basically wanted you to collapse of exhaustion
  • but you knew you angered them enough and they wouldn’t budge on this matter so you just agreed
  • the next day after school you went to the castle
  • the head butler looked surprised when you said you were the new maid knowing you were a duchess
  • you explained it was a punishment and he just nodded
  • luckily he took pity on you and said you didn’t have to wear the maid uniform but you could wear comfy clothing
  • you were so happy and changed into a pair of grey sweatpants and a loose black t shirt
  • he told you to clean the crown prince’s room because it always dirty and the prince wasn’t at home so you can go right in and start cleaning
  • you sigh as you pick up the cleaning supplies heading to daniel’s room cursing your parents for doing this to you
  • and to seongwoo for not being more careful
  • you enter the room and as you walk in and you spot 
  • daniel. with a towel around his neck. wet messy hair. eating gummy bears
  • and guess what
  • he’s shirtless
  • he looks at you in shock
  • and you both stare at each other with wide eyes for a few seconds
  • 1…2…3….SLAM! 
  • you literally drop the cleaning materials and slam the door shut
  • and just lean against the door trying to process everything 
  • YOU JUST SAW KANG DANIEL THE CROWN PRINCE SHIRTLESS EATING GUMMY BEARS
  • you couldn’t calm your racing heart, or not feel all hot, sweaty and bothered
  • and couldn’t get the image out of your mind like how could you not he had a perfect 6 pack and his adorable sleepy expression made you into a puddle of goo
  • but you also suddenly really craved gummy bears
  • and on the other side of the door daniel is in shock, still staring at the door processing everything
  • also feeling really bad for giving you such a fright
  • and thinking how cute you looked in sweatpants and a t-shirt 
  • only seeing you in your prim, proper uniform at school
  • he looks at the cleaning supplies and realise it was a punishment for what happened with seongwoo
  • seongwoo and the king and queen had a huge fight over the whole incident, daniel having to try to calm seongwoo down and not to punch the shit out of their dad
  • he shook the bad memory from his head and felt really bad you had to be a maid especially since he knew how busy you were
  • he made a promise to himself if you ever clean his room again he’ll help you to clean it or just let you rest
  • he put a t-shirt on and chuckled remembering your wide eyed expression and how you just slammed the door 
  • he wanted to let you know that you could come in now
  • but he didn’t know that you were still leaning against the door
  • then daniel suddenly opened it
  • causing you fall backwards right into his chest with your arms flailing around
  • he catches you and gets a whiff of your vanilla scented hair and he literally falls in love with the smell
  • he steadies you and you face him
  • your face is bright red because of how embarrassed you are and the fact you’re so close to him
  • and also super amazed at how solid his chest was perv
  • “t-thank you, i’m like like uhh really sorry for like all of the mess and inconvenience and ugh you get what i mean” you ended just being fed up with yourself for being such a mess
  • he chuckles making you smile 
  • “it’s completely fine but are you okay? are you hurt?” he said concerned
  • “no i’m okay really i’m fine, i’m sorry for not knocking the head butler said you weren’t home, i can like go if you want? but like i also need to clean your room” you said super rushed peering around the room 
  • your mouth was dropping lower and lower, looking at what a pig sty it was
  • “since it’s a pig sty” you accidentally slip out and you put your hand to your mouth and your eyes widened
  • then daniel fully burst out laughing and you couldn’t help but giggle, his laugh was contagious
  • “it’s true it really is a pig sty, please clean it, also i’m so sorry you had to get pulled into this seongwoo mess” he said apologetically
  • “it’s nothing to feel sorry about, i just wish seongwoo was more careful but i know he didn’t mean it” you say nonchalantly 
  • you end up talking the whole time and cleaning 
  • both of you enjoyed each other company so much 
  • talking, laughing, joking around and becoming closer
  • and of course you tried to calm your racing heart the whole entire time
  • and daniel couldn’t find the reason why he was so smiling so much
  • CAUSE YOU LIKE HER
  • daniel even ended up cleaning with you feeling super bad about the whole situation
  • which you protested at first
  • but he countered
  • “come on we both have 2 papers due in a week and an exam as well, do you really want to spend all your time cleaning?”
  • you just groaned and nodded
  • you guys actually had a lot of fun cleaning
  • you two made cute little dances and songs and you put on girl group songs and have cute cover dance sessions
  • with him dancing adorably to twice’s signal
  • daniel would let you go on his shoulders so you could reach higher places
  • which ended up with you begging for piggy backs he’d agree but you would have to do aegyo for him
  • “daniel nae maeum sogae jeojang!”
  • “ew that was disgusting but whatever hop on” he’d say ignoring the thought screaming in his head how cute you were
  • you also ended up jumping on his huge king sized bed and doing all sorts of failing jumps and flips
  • which ended up with you guys in a pile of laughter
  • when you finally ended up finishing cleaning the room 3 hours already passed and you were late for dinner
  • “oh shit sorry daniel, i got to go i have dinner with my parents in like 20 minutes” you say trying to pack up the cleaning supplies in a hurry
  • “oh okay i actually had a lot of fun y/n, so come and clean my room a lot!” he said cutely like a little puppy
  • ”hmmmm only if you buy me food” you said suggestively
  • “gosh what is it with you and food fine deal just come soon okay?” he says with a smile and his eyes literally light up as you smile brightly back and nod
  • anyways this became a routine
  • daniel would always make his room messy and the head butler knew to send you to clean his room
  • you’d both clean, eat, do homework and just enjoy each others company
  • he also ended up getting a lot of vanilla scented candles because he was literally addicted to your scent 
  • you never realised tho till seongwoo told you like wayyy in the future
  • but he still didn’t realise he was madly in love with you ffs daniel
  • you even end up seeing seongwoo on a few occasions who just teases you two before you threaten to beat him up
  • but during the time you were spending with daniel you ended up falling for him hard
  • like you thought of him day and night
  • every time he’d smile at you at school you’d feel all happy and giddy 
  • when you were together you always had the best time and he made you feel so comfortable 
  • daniel definitely had feelings for you but was also super oblivious to them
  • like he’d just break out into a huge grin if he ever saw you smile
  • all he wanted to do was spend time with you
  • and if any guy even touched you he felt like bashing them up
  • but he had no idea what he was feeling because he literally has never liked anyone this much before 
  • but he finally realised his feelings one night 
  • it was a friday night and you guys end up watching a movie with seongwoo
  • you were so tired because of your busy schedule you fell asleep in the middle of the movie
  • daniel looked at you peacefully sleeping and wrapped a blanket around you so you wouldn’t get cold
  • literally the rest of the movie he just couldn’t stop staring at how peaceful and beautiful you looked while sleeping
  • then just as the movie ended he had this sudden urge to kiss you 
  • which is when the realisation hit him 
  • he was falling for you
  • hard
  • well he already fell for you 
  • he was just falling deeper and deeper
  • he didn’t think there really was a limit of how much he could love you 
  • he literally freaked out and seongwoo was like the fuck
  • and he explained then seongwoo burst out laughing and said 
  • “you just realised you liked her HOW BLIND ARE YOU” 
  • “ugh i don’t even know don’t judge me i just didn’t process it WHATEVER”
  • “but like daniel IF YOU PROPOSE TO HER at the summer solstice ball THAT MEANS you can date her and I CAN DATE y/bf/b!!!”
  • “SHE’LL REJECT ME DUDE!!”
    “are you crazy? she’s literally madly in love with you, everyone can see it except you two”
  • “wait actually?? but like i won’t propose to her but i’ll ask her to be my girlfriend ITS BETTER THAN SOMETHING AS SERIOUS AS PROPOSING”
  • “but dude you need to propose, our parents literally said we have the summer solstice ball to find our brides”
  • “I CAN’T THINK ABOUT THAT seongwoo we are literally way too young for this”
  • “yeah i know, but just think about it okay?? but actually sleep for once”
  • “i will don’t worry yourself too much either sleep tight”
  • awww bromance ongnielisscience for life ppl
  • daniel looked at you still peacefully sleeping and before he could help himself
  • he planted a small light kiss on your forehead and whispered into your ear
  • “sweet dreams y/n, i hope you dream of me”
  • he then literally carried you all the way to his bedroom 
  • which is two flights of stairs
  • he was panting as he put you down on his bed
  • the then tucked you in and made sure you were warm and comfy
  • he literally stared lovingly at you in this whole process
  • and then he contemplated whether to sleep in his bed or not
  • and he decided he would but just at the very edge so you wouldn’t feel uncomfortable when you woke up 
  • and that night he did sleep well dreaming of how it would be like being married to you 
  • you woke up
  • feeling super duper warm and comfy
  • you felt a muscular arm wrapped you
  • and your head on a warm solid shoulder
  • and someone’s chin on your head
  • and a super solid chest supporting your head/body
  • you have internal freak out
  • YOU ARE CUDDLING WITH DANIEL IN HIS BED 
  • you look up to see his face his eyes closed and him lightly snoring
  • he looked so gorgeous you couldn’t help but appreciate all his facial features 
  • his messy brown hair which was sticking up everywhere and his peach pink lips 
  • you couldn’t help but give a small kiss on his nose
  • you just really couldn’t help yourself
  • you loved the feeling of cuddling him, you felt warm and safe and it was literally just like your small little heaven there in his arms 
  • and you can’t help but enjoy it a lot
  • so for that blissful moment you just wanted to pretend he was yours and he wasn’t the guy thousands of girls dreamed they were with
  • and that he actually liked you 
  • you snuggled back into his chest 
  • and before you know it
  • you drifted off to sleep again

the next chapter will be all about the ball and the proposing stuff THERE WILL ONLY BE 2 CHAPTER this is the first chapter also IM SORRY THIS WAS SOOO LONG and I took like 2-3 days to post this SO IM REALLY SORRY. THIS WAS SO MUCH FLUFF THO I CANT i hope y'all enjoyed please tell me if you want chapter 2 or not thank you for reading!!!

“Tell That Devil” Curse

A revenge spell for someone who hurt you to the point of breaking your soul and draining your light. Inspired by the song “Tell That Devil” by the Nashville Cast/Jill Andrews. This was designed with a specific person in mind, change it however you see fit.


Items needed:

  • 3 black candles
  • 1 lighter/matches
  • A pinch of pepper seeds (hot peppers preferably)
  • A piece of a fallen hornet’s nest (can usually be found on the ground in autumn)
  • 1 rusty nail
  • 1 piece of paper
  • 1 writing utensil
  • 1 small vial
  • Something to place burning paper safely
  • A spot of ground that the sunlight doesn’t touch

Instructions:

1. Write the victim’s name on the piece of paper. Place the seeds and hornet’s nest on the paper and fold it up as best you can. Light the three candles.

2. Begin reciting the incantation:

“You broke my soul, you poisoned my light, you blackened my heart. Now you will pay. [Victim’s name], I curse you and send you back to hell. I ask of the devil that he receive you. Feel the pain you have forced upon me tenfold. You will suffer for your evil-doings…”

3. Thrust the rusty nail into the folded paper as many times as you like, just make sure nothing falls out.

“… Feel the coffin nails pierce you…”

4. Light the folded paper on fire with the flames of the candles.

“… Feel the hellfire on your skin…”

5. Place the burning paper in the holder and wait until it is ash. Collect the ashes into the vial. Seal the vial and bury it in the spot of ground you’ve chosen that is never touched by sunlight.

“… And now I bury you in the ground, see you in hell.”

daddy's 95 ❖ jongin

(not my gif, cr to the owner)

3304 words | smut, daddy kink, cheating, jongin’s ethereal skin, age gap, stepfather-stepdaughter thing | velvet

✎ When your mother isn’t home, your legs tingle at the thought of your stepfather and he needs to know.

[Warning: If you don’t like, don’t read, please]


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March to the Sea.

Prompt by: @langsty-mc-langstface

Lance groaned, adjusting his armor with more than just a few complaints.

“Of all planets, it had to be a desert one? I can’t take MY hotness and the planet’s heat. I’m going to melt.” He huffed, looking at the others.

Allura sighed, “We needed a place to land. When Haggar hit Voltron with her spell, we didn’t know what the potential effects would be. Coran is running tests now.”

The team sighed in unison, but decided doing a little scouting wouldnt hurt anybody.

Just get a look around.

As time wore on, and small talk was made here and there, Lance began to notice Hunk looking uncomfortable.

The yellow paladin was limping, and rubbing random parts of his armor.

“Hunk, buddy, are you alright?” Lance asked, make the five of them stopped and attention to go to the man.

“Uh, yeah? Or, actually, I don’t really think so but it could be nothing. It’s like, I’m not sure.” Hunk sighed, and reached to take off his helmet.

“I think it’s just too hot—”

A round of gasps and a shout from Pidge startled the large, anxious boy. He looked around quickly, “What? Is there something on my face?”

A large hand rest on his cheek, but didn’t move further. “Please tell me this is just try skin?”

Shiro had his eyes wide, “Hunk, you look like a Balmeran. Did yo— Pidge!”

The green paladin was sprouting antennae like things on her forehead, like the Olkari.

“What’s going on? Paladins?” Allura said over com, only hearing grunts and shouts.

The entire team was doubled over, their limbs contortion into species that only a few they recognized.

It wasn’t painful, in a sense.
But it also wasn’t pleasant either.

“Princess, look!” Coran could be heard, “Don’t you see?! Haggar’s Magic is turnin into the original makers of the lions!”

The mustachioed man almost seemed excited, despite the circumstances.

Allura was not as excited, looking a little less than horrified. “Paladins! Did you hear that?” She noticed her uncle paying more attention to the screen to watch the team.

“Coran, please try and fix up the damage the castle took during battle. We need to leave as soon as possible so we can get this reversed.” The Princess demanded.

Outside, most lay on their sides and panted. It was quite a stampede of multiple alien species.

Keith sat up first, shaky. But in all honesty he didn’t FEEL much different, in fact, the only thing he noticed was that the heat didn’t bother him.

It felt refreshing, actually.
A species that lived within volcanoes.

“Is everyone…okay?” It was a sort of dumb question. Everyone certainly wasn’t okay, their bodies just drastically different.

“I’m okay.” Pidge answered, sounding a little bit sick. She was impressed by the Olkari, but only for their skill. Not their look.

Hunk nodded, “I’m alright too. Boy, what do you think Shay would think of this?”

Shiro was already standing, now helping Keith. “Are you okay?” The black paladin had concern and also confusion in his voice.

So this is what Haggar had done to them? What was her point? It didn’t largely affect the group much so far.

There had to be something they weren’t seeing. Would the lions not accept them?

No, precious Paladins hadn’t all been human so surely other species were allowed inside.

They were still the same people as well.

“Come on everybody, we need to get back to the castle to see if there’s a way to reverse this.” Shiro let go of Keith, turning.

One, Two, Three, himself was Four…
Wait, where was Lance?

“Oh my god! Lance?!” Hunk shoved past Shiro all of a sudden and everyone turned to see their blue paladin.

It was an unanimous hold of breath.

The bottom of his armor was completely gone, discarded a few feet away, and any cloth that remained was torn at.

His legs gone.

Now, not completely detached of course, but replaced. With what?

A several foot long mermaid tail, bright blue and shimmering in the desert sun.

“Holy sh…” Keith trailed off and they all quickly followed Hunks footsteps.

The yellow paladin, looking Balmeran, rolled Lance over with a grunt. That tail was massive and weighed more than Lance himself normally.

“Lance? Hey, Lance, I know I look funny but it’s Hunk. Are you okay?” Worry  etched into his voice.

The mermaid boy’s eyes were wide, and a solid blue color. Lighter blue pupils danced in the middle. Scales ran around his cheeks, all the way down his neck and arms and back in light patches.

He had thick gills flaring on the sides of his neck, and Lances mouth wide open as he was seemingly gasping for air.

The blue paladin already was red in the face, and it became quite obvious that he was in a “fish out of water” state.

Oh shit.

“Oh god, Shiro, guys— L-Lance can’t breathe!” Hunk feel his own breath pick up, and he grabbed one of Lance’s webbed hands.

“What do we do?!” Pidge asked, all eyes going to their leader.

Way to be put on the spot.

Shiro turned, seeing the castle as a faint speck across the hot desert plains. There would be no way to get Lance back in time.

Especially in this state, and how hard he would be to carry with the massive mermaid tail.

Shiro cursed in his head, “Uh, I— Princess Allura, we have an emergency. Lance was turned to some, uh, merperson? We need to get him back and into water, he can’t breathe.”

Even the black paladin was a little flustered, because this was one of his teammates lives on the line.

He managed to keep a strong demeanor.

Static answered them, before Allura finally responded back. “Can you carry him? Coran just shut down the castle for repairs, we can’t get to the pods for at least another five minutes if we were to power on again.”

Keith was next to Lance now, wearing the same worried expression he did when Lance was in the healing pod.

“He doesn’t HAVE five minutes!” Keith felt anger boil within, and the ground at his knees sizzled and smoked.

“You have to carry him! Try!” Allura said, “We are powering on the castle. We will get there as soon as possible!”

It hit the team hard how grave of a situation they were in now. Lance was dying, turned into a water creature in the middle of a hot desert.

It was impossible.

Hunk spoke fast. “I’m Balmeran right? Could I heal him or something?”

Keith looked up, “Do you know how to do that? Don’t you need the Balmera planet’s life force?”

Everyone deflated when Hunk shook his head slowly, scared. All heads slowly bowed to look at Lance.

He had passed out, but his gills still desperately fought for a source of air that they could breathe.

They were slowing.
Lance looked so dry.

“We…have to try carrying him. Come on.”

The team silently surrounded Lance, picking him up from different angles and hoisting him off of the dirt.

Hunk and Shiro at the tail, Pidge and Keith near his upper human half.

They walked and walked, despite physical exhaustion and the heat they all had to keep going.

Save your friend.
Keep going, keep going.

Team Voltron knew it wasn’t going to work out. They listened to Allura and Coran in their headsets, bickering about how quickly things needed done and what needed done.

This wasn’t a walk to save their friend.
Even if they had tried harder, Lances survival probability wouldn’t have been much better.

They were too far away from the ship, and Lance was heavy in this condition.

With sullen faces and sweaty palms, gnawed lips and teary eyes, they walked on.

This was no longer a walk to save their friend. Not anymore.

It was a funeral march.

I Hope You Suffer- Curse

*Please note as with all curse you are using this at your own risk and should take adequate protection. This spell was written and specifically designed to be used against abusers and people who cause large amounts of long term damage please use carefully and know that to complete the curse you will likely end up thinking of many unpleasant and potentially triggering things. Use with your well being in mind first and it’s much better to be done when you have time to calm down after.

Pop-Culture magic is not normally my thing but this spell is derived from the song I Hope You Suffer by AFI

Supplies:
A black candle
Lighter/matches
A note card and pen
Needle and thread (black thread is ideal)
Safe spot to burn things
Something of theirs/a reminder of them that can be burned (optional)

1. Light the candle
2. On the note card, write all the ways they hurt you. Write as specific or as vague as you want but stay focused on how it hurt you. Get as much on there as you can, use more if you have to.
3. Fold the note card in half, use the needle and thread and sew it shut (just one stitch is fine) and do that again so it is in quarters
4. Carefully light the note card on fire using the fire from the candle
5. As it burns, repeat “I hope you suffer, just like you made me suffer”
6. If you have anything of theirs to burn, carefully repeat steps 3-5. Makes sure its burned at least past recognition. Destroy it.

*For an extra boost carve a sigil into the candle and don’t put it out until after the sigil has melted entirely. (this one by @sobeneathyou is a good one that was designed w this curse in mind or feel free to make your own)

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[Edit] I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU COMBINED THREE OF MY FAVORITE AUS INTO ONE FIC, BLESS YOU

No but really this was great and I’d love to read more of it, I find the idea super interesting, like sirens are such a common and wellknown threat that lifeguards are hired specifically for their ability to resist them, super cool!

Sorry it took me a little while to respond to this, I enjoyed it so much I wanted to draw a lil smth for it




There was a time of the evening when it was easiest to strike. Sock had gotten it down to a science. When it got darker and cooler, the crowd on the beach thinned, and so too did the number of lifeguards. Three, two, and then just one, standing watch over the tourists still milling about on the sand and splashing around in the shallows. One life guard, however watchful, couldn’t keep track of everything at once, and there were blind spots to be exploited if you knew where they were.

Needless to say, Sock did.

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Spider

pairing: Steve Rogers x reader

summary: you live across the hall from Captain America, but you never really talk to him. When you find a giant spider in the bathroom, that all changes. 

warnings: big spider

Friday had finally come to a close, and you were relieved to be able to take your shoes off by the front door of your apartment. The clock under the tv read that it was only 9:20 pm, so you decided to have a glass of wine before settling in bed. It didn’t take long for you to down the whole glass, especially since your day consisted of your boss making rude remarks and low-tipping customers. Your eyes began to droop, and you decided it was time to find your way under the sheets. But low and behold, the moment you were finally comfy your bladder decided it was party time. After a few curses, you got up from the little burrow you’d made in the bed. You flicked on the bathroom light, and squinted momentarily.

A giant black spot on the wall made you stop in your tracks. You grimaced as you recognized the spot to be a spider, and it seemed to be staring back at you with it’s many eyes. Putting a hand on your mouth, you attempted to prevent a scream from ringing out across the apartment complex.

Being an independant woman was something you were used to from living in the city for so long, but your nerves were shot as of late. There was no way you were getting close to that damn thing, not just because spiders are gross, but you didn’t know if it was venomous or how fast it would be. The idea of running to a neighbor seemed childish, however, your neighbor wasn’t just some random citizen of New York. You’d only seen him in the hall a few times, and he was nice enough to ask you how your day was going, and even bring you a few misplaced packages. Maybe he’d help you in this dire situation of getting that damn spider off the wall. Not only that, but he would probably get a kick out of it as well. After practically running out of the apartment you called home, you knocked on the door across the hall from yours.

A deep voice rumbled from behind the door with a slight accent, “Who is it?”

You coughed, trying to rid your voice of any shakiness, “It’s your neighbor, Y/n,” The man was silent behind the door, “I need some help with a slight emergency.” There was a few moments of silence, and then you heard the chain being dragged away from the lock behind your neighbors door. The man who opened the door had an unfamiliar face, and he squinted his eyes at you. You’d only ever seen Steve going into the apartment, so you were about to walk away in fear him not being home.

Then, he quickly yelled over his shoulder but still managed to keep his eyes on you, “Steve, some short girl is here!” You smiled at the light jab, since it was obvious he was playing around. While he stood in front of you waiting for Steve, he pulled his long brown hair into a loose bun.

Captain America came into view from one of the rooms down the hall, and the man with long hair moved out of the way, “Can I help you?” He looked down at you with worry, and you knew you were in good hands. Even with a look of concern on his face, Steve looked as handsome as could be.

Instead of explaining how stressful of a week you had, you cut straight to the point, “I know you don’t really know me, but I have a really big spider in my bathroom.” You pleaded, “Can you please kill it for me?” A pathetic smile lifted your cheeks. Who else could say they asked Captain America to kill a spider for them? But it’s not like you were being dramatic considering the arachnid was bigger than your fist.

Steve bit back a laugh and nodded his head, “Sure, show me the way.” He took a step out of his apartment, and then added, “Oh, and please call me Steve.” The man with long hair was right behind him the whole time Steve was speaking to you at the front door, and finally waved the two of you off as you walked back across the hall. The whole situation made you giggle, you’d never spoken to Steve before, but here you are asking him to kill a spider in your apartment. Walking into your apartment you suddenly realized that it was a hot mess, so you immediately jumped to apologize and tried to explain that you were barely ever home. Steve just laughed and said, “Don’t worry, Bucky makes more of a mess than you do.”

You pointed through your room, with a shaky grin, “Okay, the bathroom is to the left, and the spider should be on the wall straight ahead when you walk in.”

Steve took a few quick strides towards the bathroom, and not even a half of a minute later you heard the toilet flushing. He came back out of your room, and smiled as he entered the living room, “The threat is gone.” His hands rested at his hips.

With a little shake of your head, you sighed, “Thank you Steve, hopefully I can sleep tonight and then enjoy my day off Sunday from this crappy place.” You could tell Steve was trying to look you up and down with each nod of his head, so you simply explained that you were a waitress and that your boss had been a dick as of late.

“Maybe I’ll stop in one day, shake your boss up a little.” Steve charmingly smiled, “If you need anything else or want to go get coffee or something, here’s my number.” He grabbed a marker, and wrote on the mini whiteboard on your fridge. Your heart was pounding a million miles every second as he closed your apartment door on the way back to his own. It felt like you’d just been thrown for a loop, but for some reason you were undeniably excited.

This was only the beginning for you and Captain America.

I cursed the fuck out of somebody this morning

I woke up at 11pm. The text conversation between me and this other person was going left *quickly*. They were blatantly disrespecting me and dismissing me without accountability. One of my BIGGEST pet peeves are people who fuck up and are unapologetic.

Here’s where they fucked up, for real, though. Two Saturdays ago, they were chilling with me at my house. They left a piece of mail with their name and address on it as well as three smoked cigarettes. Something told me to keep them as tag locks…

SO, at 12:30 this morning, I took the mail, cut out their name and address, and found some thorns I’d been saving for an occasion like this. I found a black bag, some black string, and my black salt. I stabbed their name and address with the thorns saying my curse:

I curse you, [their full name]. I curse your name and your deeds. Everything you build will be destroyed. Everything you try to progress will regress. You will remember what you did to me, apologize profusely and beg for my forgiveness. I curse your name, your family, your friends, your love life and your job.

I folded that tag lock and placed it in the bag along with the cigarette butts with their saliva on them and topped them with black salt. I bound the pouch with the black string, saying the curse over and over again.

I was MAD, y'all!

Once finished, I buried the bag in some dirt I have in my kitchen and burned some Dragon’s Blood incense over the spot. I also anointed a candle I have with the black salt and burned it next to the pot for extra kick.

I’M NOT EVEN DONE!

I’m making some Flying Devil Oil tonight for more revenge. It won’t be ready for a week but that is. fine. with. me.

Originally posted by b1ttner

Originally posted by declaudemonet

4 steps for a beginner witch.

1. Choose a path, Wiccan, pagan, just a witch, whatever you want.

2. Start a Book of Shadows, this will help you tremendously as a newbie, it allows you to look back at your successes and mistakes.

3. Start a collection of jars and bottles and candles, candles are usually used for about everything in the craft, the jars are for spells, herbs, items, and ingredients.

4. Find a place where you can practice at any time, best places would be a hidden place in the woods, an abandoned house, or a secret spot on the beach. If your parents don’t mind you casting spells and playing with fire then your back yard is good too (preferably near a tree)

Drive | 01

pairing: reader x Jungkook 

themes: driver!jungkook, angst, action, fluff, smut (later on) 

warnings: swearing 

summary: Jeon Jungkook is an experienced driver, but he is not just any driver; he is a getaway driver for his crime boss Min Yoongi and his crew of sociopaths. Jungkook thinks he has it all, that is until he meets the one thing he was missing; you. Jungkook is forced to make a decision that not only is threatening to him, but to everything and everyone he cares about. 

**partially based off the movie baby driver idk i was inspired 

Originally posted by jungkook-e

A black Honda Civic rolls up beside the curb slowly, jolting in the park gear.  

Jungkook’s fingers tap against the steering wheel to his own pace. He looks to his right to see his allies for the day. Behind him sits two more people. A total of four people in the car, three boys, one female, however only three of these four will be doing the task on the to-do list this evening. 

The three of them get out of the car quickly as Jungkook pops the trunk open for them. Jungkook watches as the three of them hurry across the street, pulling masks over their faces. To distract himself from what’s going on, he pops on his headphones and begins to listen to his music playlist very loudly. 

Jungkook taps his fingers and rocks his head together with the music, humming to himself. A minute or so passes until through his headphones, in the distance, he hears police sirens coming. 

He immediately looks over to the large building to find them still in there and Jungkook’s heart starts to race, however he finds it in himself to calm down. The loud alarms in the bank are now going off and finally, after it seems like too long, the three suspects come running out of the building. 

Jungkook cracks his knuckles against the steering wheel, revving up the sports car as the three of them hurry into the car. 

The man up front gives Jungkook the signal and Jungkook puts the car into gear before reversing and doing a spin around before he takes off hitting 60 miles per hour before they can even blink. 

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