a beautiful place out in the country

65 Questions You Aren't Used To

1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you?

2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you?

3. The person you would never want to meet?

4. What is your favorite word?

5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be?

6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought?

7. What shirt are you wearing?

8. What do you label yourself as?

9. Bright room or dark room?

10. What were you doing at midnight last night?

11. Favorite age you’ve been so far?

12. Who told you they loved you last?

13. Your worst enemy?

14. What is your current desktop picture?

15. Do you like someone?

16. The last song you listened to?

17. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up?

18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face?

19. If anyone could be your slave for a day, who would it be and what would they have to do?

20. What is your best physical attribute? (showing said attribute is optional)

21. If you were the opposite sex for one day, what would you look like and what would you do?

22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it?

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of?

24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your disposal.

25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it?

26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go?

27. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. “Be brand-specific” it says. Man! What are you gonna say about that? Even if you don’t drink booze there’s something you can figure out… so what’s it gonna be?

28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place? 

29. What is your favorite expletive?

30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing inferno?

31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?

32. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super-powers. But check out this cool shit… you can move to anywhere else in the world!

33. The Celestial Gates Of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back?

34. What was your last dream about?

35. Are you a good….[insert anything you’d like here]?

36. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital?

37. Have you ever built a snowman?

38. What is the color of your socks?

39. What type of music do you like?

40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets?

41. What is your favorite milkshake flavor?

42. What football team do you support? (I will answer in terms of American football as well as soccer)

43. Do you have any scars?

44. What do you want to be when you graduate?

45. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

46. Are you reliable?

47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would it be?

48. Do you hold grudges?

49. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature, what new animal would you create?

50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had?

51. Are you a good liar?

52. How long could you go without talking?

53. What has been you worst haircut/style?

54. Have you ever baked your own cake?

55. Can you do any accents other than your own?

56. What do you like on your toast?

57. What is the last thing you drew a picture of?

58. What would be you dream car?

59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain.

60. Do you believe in aliens?

61. Do you often read your horoscope?

62. What is your favorite letter of the alphabet?

63. Which is cooler: dinosaurs or dragons?

64. What do you think about babies?

65. Freebie! Ask anything interesting you can think of.

65 Questions You Aren't Used To

1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you?

2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you?

3. The person you would never want to meet?

4. What is your favorite word?

5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be?

6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought?

7. What shirt are you wearing?

8. What do you label yourself as?

9. Bright room or dark room?

10. What were you doing at midnight last night?

11. Favorite age you’ve been so far?

12. Who told you they loved you last?

13. Your worst enemy?

14. What is your current desktop picture?

15. Do you like someone?

16. The last song you listened to?

17. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up?

18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face?

19. If anyone could be your slave for a day, who would it be and what would they have to do?

20. What is your best physical attribute? (showing said attribute is optional)

21. If you were the opposite sex for one day, what would you look like and what would you do?

22. Do you have a secret talent? If yes, what is it?

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of?

24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your disposal.

25. You just found $100! How are you going to spend it?

26. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world, but you have to leave immediately. Where are you going to go?

27. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. “Be brand-specific” it says. Man! What are you gonna say about that? Even if you don’t drink booze there’s something you can figure out… so what’s it gonna be?

28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place? 

29. What is your favorite expletive?

30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the one thing you’re going to save from that blazing inferno?

31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?

32. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super-powers. But check out this cool shit… you can move to anywhere else in the world!

33. The Celestial Gates Of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back?

34. What was your last dream about?

35. Are you a good….[insert anything you’d like here]?

36. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital?

37. Have you ever built a snowman?

38. What is the color of your socks?

39. What type of music do you like?

40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets?

41. What is your favorite milkshake flavor?

42. What football team do you support? (I will answer in terms of American football as well as soccer)

43. Do you have any scars?

44. What do you want to be when you graduate?

45. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

46. Are you reliable?

47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would it be?

48. Do you hold grudges?

49. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature, what new animal would you create?

50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had?

51. Are you a good liar?

52. How long could you go without talking?

53. What has been you worst haircut/style?

54. Have you ever baked your own cake?

55. Can you do any accents other than your own?

56. What do you like on your toast?

57. What is the last thing you drew a picture of?

58. What would be you dream car?

59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain.

60. Do you believe in aliens?

61. Do you often read your horoscope?

62. What is your favorite letter of the alphabet?

63. Which is cooler: dinosaurs or dragons?

64. What do you think about babies?

65. Freebie! Ask anything interesting you can think of.

So, my country, Montenegro, for the first time has a homosexual contestant in Eurovision, and even though the dislikes on the video on youtube are insane, I’m still incredibly proud. For a small country like that, that sadly, has a lot of homophobic citizens, it’s an incredibly big step to send someone homosexual to represent our country. I hope, and I will hope for the rest of my life that one day there will be no argument about this, that people would accept others the way that they are and the way that they are proud to be. Discrimination against anyone who goes out of the “norms” is a problem and people need education on the matter. This world can be a better and less hateful place if we all just understood that everyone is different, unique, and that’s what makes us interesting and beautiful.

signs as words in other languages
  • aries: Hanyauku (v) to walk on tiptoes across hot sand // Rukwangali
  • taurus: Hygge (n) the absense of anything annoying, taking pleasure from the presence of gentle or soothing things // Danish
  • gemini: Jayus (n) a joke so poorly told and unfunny you can't help but laugh // Indonesian
  • cancer: Mångata (n) the glimmering, roadlike reflection the moon creates on water // Swedish
  • leo: Komorebi (n) the interplay between light and leaves when sunlight shines through trees // Japanese
  • virgo: Tsundoku (n) the act of buying a book and leaving it unread, often piled together with other unread books // Japanese
  • libra: Ubuntu (n) the belief that we are defined by our compassion and kindness towards others // Nguni
  • scorpio: Mamihlapinatapai (n) the wordless look between two people who both desire something, yet are equally reluctant to intiate // Yagán
  • sagittarius: Fernweh (n) a longing to travel, missing a place you've never been // German
  • capricorn: Meraki (v) to do something with soul, creativity, or love; when you leave a piece of yourself in your work // Greek
  • aquarius: Dépaysement (n) the disorientation felt in a foreign country or culture; the sense of being a fish out of water // French
  • pisces: Embasan (v) to wear clothes while taking a bath // Maguindanao
the signs as french words

aries: brûler - to burn something down with fire
taurus: épanoui - something or someone that is joyful or radiant
gemini: loufoque - a wild, crazy or far-fetched idea
cancer: avoir le mal de quelqu’un - missing someone so much to the point you get sick over it
leo: l’esprit d’escalier - thinking of a perfect reply to someone when it’s too late
virgo: seigneur-terraces - a cafe customer who spends a lot of time at the table but spends little money
libra: retrouvailles - the happiness you get when you see someone again after a long time
scorpio: noceur - someone who stays out late at a party or someone sleeping late/barely sleeping at all
sagittarius: dépaysement the feeling of being in another country
capricorn: mettre en valeur - to show something off in its best light or to re-arrange the place to make it more beautiful
aquarius: sortablesomeone you can take anywhere without being embarrassed
pisces: flâner - to stroll around aimlessly without a purpose or care

AMERICAN GODS SENTENCE STARTERS

episode two - the secret of spoons. ( contains violence and nsfw themes )

  • ❝ can you hear me ?
  • ❝ you want help ? fine. ❞
  • ❝ let me tell you a story. once upon a time, a man got fucked. now, how is that for a story
  • ❝ let me paint a picture of what’s waiting for you on the shore. ❞
  • ❝ and all for what ?
  • ❝ and i ain’t even started yet. ❞
  • ❝ this guy gets it. ❞
  • ❝ angry is good. angry gets shit done. ❞
  • ❝ you’re already dead, asshole. at least die a sacrifice for something worthwhile. ❞
  • ❝ let. the motherfucker. burn ! let it all burn. ❞
  • ❝ were you shot at ?
  • ❝ well it depends on who you ask. ❞
  • ❝ i don’t know what the fuck you speak of. ❞
  • ❝ how was the funeral ?
  • ❝ you wanna come in and talk about it ?
  • ❝ mmm-mmm-mmm. what a little asshole. ❞
  • ❝ oh, you know him ?
  • ❝ they don’t have a fucking clue. ❞
  • ❝ i don’t give a fuck if they don’t have a fucking clue, i want one ! give me a fucking clue !
  • ❝ good. compact amended. ❞
  • ❝ your first bed as a free man. enjoy it. ❞
  • ❝ an assault on you is an insult to me. don’t think because i didn’t lose my temper i am not angry, or am lacking a plan. ❞
  • ❝ i didn’t mean to wake you. ❞
  • ❝ they told me you died. ❞
  • ❝ you were just having a bad dream. ❞
  • ❝ you going to miss it ?
  • ❝ too many people tell each other not to repress their emotions, to release their feelings, to let the pain go. there’s a lot to be said for bottling up emotions. ❞
  • ❝ what i say has got to be said, so i want you to consider my words very carefully. ❞
  • ❝ say it. ❞
  • ❝ you are only obligated to feel bad about that for so long. ❞
  • ❝ let there be beauty where there can be. ❞
  • ❝ plan is, we will be meeting with a number of people preeminent in their respective fields, and then we will rendezvous in one of the most important places in the country. ❞
  • ❝ i don’t like dropping in on friends empty handed. ❞
  • ❝ you can’t look out for yourself, how the hell are you gonna look out for me ?
  • ❝ not so fast. we need to talk, [] . ❞
  • ❝ funny how things supposed to make you look good only make it worse. ❞
  • ❝ the fuck is this ?
  • ❝ i’m all sorts, [] .❞
  • ❝ i’m the one they sacrifice to. then till now. ❞
  • ❝ time and attention. better than lamb’s blood. ❞
  • ❝ i hate that. i hate that they were hurting you, [] . i would never do that to you. ❞
  • ❝ i want you in my camp with us. ❞
  • ❝ look at it like this: we’re the coming thing. we are already here. ❞
  • ❝ i was impressed with how you dealt with him/her/them. ❞
  • ❝ who’d have thought you had it in you ?
  • ❝ he/she/they were underestimating you. they all are. not a mistake i’ll make. ❞
  • ❝ i can give you so much more. you name it, honey. what do you need ?
  • ❝ don’t fight gravity, [ ] . i’ve been at this a while. ❞
  • ❝ i’m trying to help you. ❞
  • ❝ keep your neck out of the belt. ❞
  • ❝ that went as well as can be expected. ❞
  • ❝ i think i’m losing my mind. ❞
  • ❝ oh, like the rest of your life is sane. ❞
  • ❝ at times, the universe does seem to have singled you out for unique abuse. in these moments you have to ask yourself, would i rather be ignored ?
  • ❝ always better dead than forgotten, and no one is ever going to forget you. ❞
  • ❝ it’s a sudden onset of strange. fair cause for consternation, unless strange is a new language and what we’re doing here is vocabulary building. ❞
  • ❝ you may have to consider that you didn’t see what you saw, or you did. the world is either crazy or you are. they’re both solid options. take your pick. ❞
  • ❝ when you decide, come and tell me. but don’t rush into it. take your time. difficult decision. ❞
  • ❝ there are bigger sacrifices one might be asked to make than going a little mad. ❞
  • ❝ you wanna know the secret of my success ? the secret is charm. ❞
  • ❝ i only come when matters are vital, as they are now. ❞
  • ❝ god, you are gorgeous. you have not aged. ❞
  • ❝ the truth is not what people want to hear. ❞
  • ❝ prettiest woman, prettiest lies. ❞
  • ❝ black as night, sweet as sin. you take coffee, then i read your future. ❞
  • ❝ he does not know our world. ❞
  • ❝ i’m easing him in. ❞
  • ❝ you are the worst man i have ever seen. ❞
  • ❝ nice to see you, old friend. i brought a gift. ❞
  • ❝ i come here only to share bread and information. what you do with the latter is entirely up to you. ❞
  • ❝ i’d be happy to help. ❞
  • ❝ oh, he is nobody’s husband, and i am nobody’s wife. ❞
  • ❝ family is who you survive with when you need to survive, even if you do not like them. ❞
  • ❝ i am not a good cook. when i was younger there were servants to make meals. here there are no servants; there’s only us. ❞
  • ❝ learning is beneath me. ❞
  • ❝ i thought you were supposed to read tea leaves ?
  • ❝ that bad, huh ? any good news ?
  • ❝ you brought that madness into my life once. never again. ❞
  • ❝ you know me. you know what these hands have done. ❞
  • ❝ you don’t want me, you want [] , and he’s/she’s/they’re not here. ❞
  • ❝ it will be glorious, win or lose. ❞
  • ❝ i am tired of glorious. ❞
  • ❝ everyone thought he/she/they must be the good one. so i became me. ❞
  • ❝ time passes. now i am gray. ❞
  • ❝ i think in the old country i am forgotten, and here, i am like a bad memory. ❞
  • ❝ i know the killing. ❞
  • ❝ to give a good death is art. ❞
  • ❝ every man’s an equal. ❞
  • ❝ is good ?
  • ❝ first blood is mine. so you’ve lost. game is done. ❞
  • ❝ i just started. ❞
  • ❝ ten thousand deaths made right here. ❞
  • ❝ it’s your move. ❞
  • ❝ he’ll take that shot. no joke, no boast, no half-measures. how good are you ?
  • ❝ it’s your decision. ❞
  • ❝ when my voice breaks on this song, remember old love gone. ❞
Missed Connection (Bucky x Reader)

Requested by: @swtltlmrvlgrl
Summary: Can you do a ‘missed connection’ with Bucky? Like you talked to him on a bus or train for an hour but at the end you didn’t get his name or number? (will they meet again or not? I leave it to you haha)

A/N: Thank you for requesting this!! I’m sorry it took so long but this was so much fun to write omg <3 I hope it’s what you were looking for  and enjoy!
(also yes that’s the hogwarts express lmfao)

Word Count: 2945
Warnings: mention of family death / mention of spreading ashes kind of thing… 

Originally posted by whohehellisbucky

Originally posted by not-infires-its-inspires

Disclaimer: I don’t speak Romanian… Sorry if it’s wrong rip



iartă-mă… scuze… scuzati-ma…” 
(Pardon me… Sorry… Excuse me…)

You pushed your way through the crowded train, mumbling your apologies as you gripped your small suitcase tightly by your side.

It was mid summer and, finally having gotten some time off work, you’d flown to Romania for a few weeks.

Your mother had often spoken of her childhood in Bucharest when you were young, and when she’d passed away just over a year ago you’d decided to save up and see the places of her stories for yourself. You were now on the last few days of your trip and so far it had been an absolutely amazing journey. Bucharest was beautiful, the people were kind and as you got to know the country your mother had once called home, you quickly fell in love.

To be honest, you didn’t want to leave, but you didn’t have a choice so there you were.

To wrap up the trip you were spending your last weekend in Romania out in the countryside by a small farm called the “Cabana alb”. It was just outside the city and your mother had spent much of her summers there. It was her favourite place on the planet and where you had decided to spread her ashes.

And by “just outside the city”, you meant a two-hour train ride away.

Honestly, you hadn’t expected it to be that busy, but there you were squeezing through the crowded halls in search of an empty compartment to rest. They were, of course, all full. Until you happened across one at the back of the train.

You wrapped your knuckles softly against the glass before sliding the door open, catching the attention of it’s only occupant.

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“Coronation” Part One

Summary: She was the Queen of Sokovia, and he was the future king of Romania. Their relationship was full of hate towards one another, but will it change when his heart gets broken by a traitor to both of your powerful countries?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: angst 

Word Count: 1025

A/N: Here is the first full part! Both taglists are open. Please leave feedback. This is going to break my heart.

Coronation Masterlist


Sokovia was her home. She grew up running through the beautiful landscapes with her siblings. She grew up knowing that one day all the fields and towns would be hers to rule, but of course that came with a price. It was one she was willing and prepared to pay. A loveless marriage was the consequence of being Queen. She always knew that, but it still didn’t make the price any easier.

Since the early age of three she had known her future husband. James Buchanan Barnes was his name. He was the future king of Romania. She would take her thrown before him because her parents were set to stand down from the thrown on her seventeenth birthday. Bucky was set to take the thrown one year after her.

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I think the world is starting to forget that in a lot of places, marriage equality is a thing of the future. I can’t just go out and hold my girlfriend’s hand in the street, or kiss her when I want to, or even tell her she’s beautiful sometimes because she’s worried someone, so filled with rage at our very existence, will take out his anger and misogyny on us, two rather young women in love. 

I can’t register as a partner to stay in the country because I’m a woman, and of course a woman isn’t another woman’s partner, ignoring the fact we’ve been in an almost 9 month relationship, we have two cat sons together and rarely spend much time apart. 

We can’t be together, not normally, not in front of most people. I can’t leave my hand on her leg when we eat dinner with my grandparents, and even her coworkers, who know we’re together, say it’s “Just a phase.” 

Our love is not “just a phase”.

My soulmate just happened to be a woman. How does that effect anyone but us? We love each other, care for each other, support each other, fight and argue like any other couple. We cook dinner together, we recently made a quiche. We resignedly clean the apartment when it’s the weekend and struggle not to order take out when we’re tired. We share finances, live together. 

But we can’t get married. 

One of my girlfriend’s coworkers is married to a woman. But not in Poland she’s not. They went to England to get married, probably like we’ll have to. Poland doesn’t even recognise their marriage or relationship. We exist, but it’s like we’re not here. 

I love her.

She loves me.

And we still can’t get married.

In 2017.

How to improve your life

1. Find your resources whether you listen to music, go jogging or do creative writing.

2. Meet friends once a week even if it’s just for a short coffee break.

3. Search after a new hobby you can do on your own such as drawing or learning a new language.

4. Save money and travel to new places inside and outside of your own country.

5. See the beauty in every little thing no matter how tiny it might be.

6. Talk to a childhood friend and reminisce in old memories.

7. Have an hour me time every other day.

8. Ask for help without feeling guilty afterwards.

9. Cut toxic people out of your life.

10. Before you make any decisions, imagine what your 80 year old self would want you to do in that situation.

merlin--loves--arthur  asked:

Do you have any tips on writing short stories? I have to write one for school but am having a ton of trouble condensing it down to 3,000 to 5,000 words.

Hi! So I was in the same boat you’re in for years. Every story I started ended up being a prologue to a trilogy that I never finished because I got caught up in world-building and dialogue and Big Plot!

Here are some suggestions on how to bring all that in to make a nice 3k to 5k story!

1) Skip the exposition. Take out the “Once upon a time” or history lesson or scene showing the main character doing a mundane task in an Unexpected Way. It’s going to take up a good 500 words of your story (at least) and has the nasty tendency of slowing down your pace! Instead, try feeding necessary information into the story when you need it and only then!  If you don’t need details to explain the actions happening in the story, leave them out! They’re background worldbuilding details and best saved for longer works.

Example:

Once upon a time there was a Kingdom named Kingdom. It had once been a peaceful and beautiful place, filled with open markets and friendly people, but the war had changed all of that. Now the markets were barren, trade routes disrupted by spilled blood, and the people stood anxiously watching the sun as they waited for family members to come home.

Sylvia hoped to be the one to save them from their eternal vigil.

She had in her bag a message from Country, the kingdom to the north that would change everything. Or, perhaps, restore it. Country was offering to reestablish trade with Kingdom.

She adjusted the straps of her bag and continued on, looking neither left or right as she passed by a town on the main road.

Instead, try:

Sylvia adjusted the straps of her pack and looked neither left nor right as she passed through yet another war-torn village. Her clothing, torn as it was, was better than that she saw on the villagers, but the message in her pack would change that.

…then later in the story introduce the trade idea as it’s presented to the King. Hope that makes sense!

2) Don’t condense–magnify! Your plot might be a Big Book idea and that’s okay! Short stories don’t have to span years or even days. They could span just one hour! A lot of short stories are just snap shots of main characters lives! They have rich histories and big futures, but for that one moment they’re slowed down enough for the reader!

So maybe Sylvia is from Kingdom, but moved to Country just before the war began. The conflict prevented her from coming back and she was forced to go years without contact with her parents. As a displaced child, she was put in an orphanage where she met the Prince of Country and became good friends with him. Then, when he became King, he decided he wanted to end this war and entrusted her, a Kingdom citizen and his friend, to carry this trade agreement to Kingdom.

So instead of starting there with her whole history, we start the story with her just coming into view of the Kingdom Capital and the story is how she sneaks in to get an audience with Kingdom’s King!

3) Resolve a smaller issue in the story: Part of what makes a story interesting is its layers. The Big Plot doesn’t have to be the only plot! Resolving a smaller issue–a character’s insecurity, collecting a necessary asset, etc– can make a really great short story!

Sylvia could, in a short story:

  • Go to meet her parents, see that they have another kid, and resolve to come back once the war is ended.
  • Find a Kingdom knight and convince him to take her to the King. Because how else is she going to get an audience with the King??
  • Find out that the Country’s King (her childhood BFF) is tailing her, yell at him, and march him back to the border before continuing on her way.


Hope this helps a bit! These are only a few ideas, there’s no right or wrong answer here :)  If anyone else has any advice, feel free to comment!

Let Me Love You | Pt. 7

Pairing: Jimin x Reader x Taehyung 

Genre: Angst 

Word Count: 1282

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 8

Originally posted by littlechimx2


Jimin never liked to imagine himself as a parent, loving the life of freedom and parties too much to give up on it so easily. Whenever his friends told him that they were ready to settle down and propose to their girlfriends, he scrunched his face and told them that they were doing a mistake.

When he found out that you were pregnant, he tried to handle everything as much as he could. The thought of taking care of a little human being and taking the responsibility to be her father scared him as much as it scared you, who also wasn’t prepared to be a mother.

As months went by and your belly started to grow, his insecurity also grew, making him do things he regretted without any doubt.

He never understood when his friends told him that being a parent is the most beautiful thing in this world. Whenever he saw how his friends interacted with their children, he scrunched his face and turned around, dismissing the thought that he was also going to be a father in a few months.

But when he held his daughter for the first time in his arms, her beautiful, doe eyes looking into his brown ones, he realized what being a father meant.

The moment he wrapped his hands around her tiny body, every kind of emotion started to engulf his body.

How was a little human being like her able to make a grown up man feel such emotions?

He never found the answer to that question. The only thing he knew for sure was that he would do anything for his daughter. Even if it meant that he had to get out of her life..


Today was the day.

The minute Jimin bid goodbye to the darkness, he found himself in the nursery room of his daughter, watching her cute sleeping form with a smile plastered on his face.

He took in ever little detail of her face, gazing her body with teary eyes when he realized that this was the last time he would be able to see her.

Jimin watched how his daughter opened his eyes slowly, her scrunching face warning him that she was going to cry any minute.

Reaching out for his daughter immediately, he took her out of her crib while she was screeching near his ear.

Patting her head gently, he started to place soft kisses on her face. When Hana felt the warmth of his father, she stopped crying immediately, the adorable smile plastered on her face making him doubt that she was crying just seconds ago.

Even though she was only 6 months now, her character started to develop with a blink of an eye, to fast for the liking of her father.

“Hana, my beautiful daughter, listen to me. This might be our last encounter together.. Please forgive me, okay? I couldn’t take care of you at the beginning. I couldn’t be a good father for you.. But believe me, it wasn’t because I didn’t love you or because I didn’t want you. I just failed.. I was scared and selfish..  B-But I know that you’re going to be a beautiful strong girl when you’re grown up. I’m sorry that I won’t be able to see your first steps or witness your first birthday. I love you, Hana..”

When Jimin looked down at his daughter with his teary, bloodshot eyes, he realized that she fell asleep on his cozy shoulder, her face nuzzled in the crook of his neck.

Placing multiple kisses on his daughter’s face, he sang the lullaby he wrote for his daughter for the first and last time, ending it with the words.

“Take care of your mother, okay? Forgive me, Hana. I love you..”


Taehyung never imagined that he would ever have this uncomfortable silence with the person he called his best friend and brother.

When Jimin invited him to take a walk with him, he thought that he wanted to fight with him again. But when he saw his best friend’s calm and straight face, he knew that something was wrong.

“Jimin, what’s wrong?”

He watched how Jimin snapped out of his daze, turning his face around to look into his best friends eyes. “W-What? What did you say?”

Concerned, Taehyung grabbed his best friend’s arm, dragging him to a near bench and shoving him down.

“Jimin, are you okay? Are you still mad? Look, Hana needed a father and I-”

“And I needed my best friend, Taehyung.”

Stunned, Taehyung looked at Jimin’s face. “W-what do you mean?”

“Hana wasn’t alone, Taehyung. She has her mother. Even though I wasn’t there, she had me. I never gave up on her. I never gave up on them. I was just scared.”

“Jimin-”

“I had no one else but you, Taehyung. You were my brother. But you too, left me without one. Because your desires were more important than my feelings.”

Not knowing what to say, Taehyung turned his face around and looked at the distance.

“I’m not blaming you, Taehyung. I’m even thankful for everything you did. You took care of them, you showered them with your love, you made them happy. You did everything I was scared to do. And I’m really thankful for that..”

When Taehyung felt Jimin’s warm hand on his shoulder, he looked at him again, smiling when he saw the the genuine smile plastered on his best friends face.

Without a warning, he wrapped his arm around Jimin’s body tightly. “I’m really sorry, Jimin-ah..”

A little chuckle left Jimin’s mouth. “Yah! I told you that it’s okay. Just, please, take care of them for me, okay?”

Leaning back with a confused expression, Taehyung asked hesitantly. “W-Why are you talking like you’re saying goodbye? Jimin, I dare you-”

Punching his best friends shoulder lightly, Jimin beamed at Taehyung.

“Are you stupid? You won’t get rid of me so easily.”


Slowly, Jimin walked towards your sleeping form on the sofa. It was in the middle of the night, the TV was still on, the volume on a soothing level, sounding like a lullaby.

Sitting down on the floor, Jimin looked at your sleeping face. How was he supposed to say goodbye?

Carefully, he tucked the strand of hair out of your face and placed a little kiss on your hand that was tucked down under your chin.

“You look so beautiful, Y/N.. I must be stupid for letting you go.. But I can’t stand it anymore, Y/N-ah.. Seeing you with Taehyung breaks my heart. I feel like suffocating. I’m sorry for all the things I’ve done to you. I’m sorry for breaking your heart over and over again. I don’t deserve you, Y/N. I don’t deserve this family. There is no need for you to move out to another country. I’ll make everything easier for all of you. I’m leaving, Y/N.. I won’t hurt you anymore. Take care of Hana and please never forget that I love you both more than you can imagine..”

Wiping his tears away, Jimin leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on your forehead for the last time. “Goodbye, Y/N..”

Standing up, he walked towards the door of the house with heavy steps, carrying his bags and dragging himself silently out the door.

Without turning around, Jimin started running the minute he stepped out of the house, scared that he might change his decision when stops running.

Just when he thought he had made it, he heard a voice.

“Don’t go.”


Author’s Note: To all those who said that the OC should stay with Jimin; please don’t hate me.. I don’t know why, but I feel really sorry for Jimin.. My poor baby.. Anyway, I hope you like it and let me know what you think about it ~

Casting circles for different countries

The traditional associations of casting circles are pretty simple: call the spirits of the elements at each of the cardinal directions, invoke whatever deity or deities with whom you work, “brush” or push the negative forces out from within the circle to without it, and then seal it with your own magick and Will. 

The problem is, though, that this was created by people living in the United Kingdom, and as such it was created with the UK’s cardinal directions in mind. These are not always appropriate for where you live, though! Traditionally, you would invoke

Earth in the East
Fire in the South
Water in the West
Air in the North

But here in Australia that makes no sense. In Britain, the further south (towards the equator) you move, the hotter it gets… but in Australia you move NORTH to approach the equator. Fire spirits would be found more towards the North of Australia where the heat is greater and the days are more equal.

In Britain, with the Arctic to the North, Air is placed in the far North as Air spirits love the cold and winds of tundra plains. However, being a Southern hemisphere country, Australia’s cold region is the Antarctic to the South, and so it makes more sense to listen to the Air spirits there, where you’ll actually find them. 

Here on the East Coast of Australia the beautiful Great Dividing Range - a vast mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles and divides our beautiful nation in twain - and the bulk of the Australian continent stretch out towards the West. Meanwhile, to our East, the south Pacific ocean flows with vast Ocean spirits that bring cyclones and thunderstorms to our fair continent. So it makes sense to not place Earth in the East like in the UK (where Europe is all eastwards) but instead in the West, and likewise place Water in the East where the largest ocean on Earth sits, placidly, waiting to devour us all.

But, of course, this is not the same for all! Japan might choose to have the Air of Hokkaido and the Arctic in the North, equatorial Fire in the South, Pacific Water in the East, and Asian Earth in the West; Kenya might have Fire in the East to represent the great Sahara Desert, Water in the West, Earth in the North and Air in the South. The world s full of diversity, and adhering rigidly to the rules of a bunch of 1920s British Wiccans who’d barely even left England in their entire lives and had never seen a non-white person probably isn’t the best idea in our modern world of inexpensive plane tickets and cultural diversity. 


Live on, my bright Wiccans and Witches of the wider world, and let the Spirits of your own lands guide you!


– Juniper Wildwalk, Wiccan of the World

the signs a short extracts i wrote

Aries: She swallowed water, salty sea water, almost drowning from the waves. A spear in her right hand she stabbed after the big fish that was circling her right underneath the surface of the water. She tasted blood on her lips and tried to breathe. She did not feel anxious, no, rather the mere will to survive. Rage, panic, adrenaline, she felt like she was one with the most ancient and oldest feeling of life.

Taurus: Laying on his cloud, he heard the other angels debating on what to do for the day. “Shall we help the poor or watch out for the dying?”, he repeated their words mockingly, biting in his apple with relish. He hummed a lullaby and closed his tired eyes before he drifted off to sleep. “Their heads are full of worries.” They all hated his careless attitude and doubted the effectiveness of his help. In the end, they always forgot that he indeed was the angel of joy.

Gemini: “Tell me a story!”, the boy said to his sister and hand in hand they jumped through the forest, searching for the purest fruit of wisdom. “I could tell so many, but you probably know them all already!”, she responded and her eyes lightened up as she spotted a piece of the blue sky through the crowns of the dark trees. “Yeah, that must be true”, he answered. They smiled happily, being together was all they had. Little did they know, that they walked in circles for days. 

Cancer: The prince watched out of his window, directly onto the water of the seemingly black sea. The moon reflected on its surface and the night silently spoke to him, like an old friend, told him that his sorrows will be gone soon. Sighing he closed his eyes and recreated the dream he had last night. On the lowest point of the sea, hitting the cold, muddy ground he searched for something? But what could it be? His thoughts where interrupted by the crashing waves and he smiled as he looked into the face of a young mermaid. “Loreley?” 

Leo: She watched the something on the throne. It was not her. It was an old, wrinkled beast, already having its best years behind it, being touched by the life taking hand of the universe. It looked dead to her. She touched its leather like skin and shook her head in disapproval. The crown on its head was shining in the most beautiful colors and overwhelmed by its appearance she lifted it up and placed on the top of her head. Then suddenly, the beasts eyes moved and she knew that was it. 

Virgo: She was porcelain. Her hands where slim and her fingers long, her neck looked as fragile as the one of a swan and her long, silver gown, made out of spider webs,  enveloped her thin body. She was cold. Everything she touched turned to ice and as the queen of the country, the most disloyal of her followers adorned her cupboards as little ice figures now. She showed no gesture on her face. She was all alone. 

Libra: “Sir, you need to decide”, the woman told him coldly and looked him dead in the eye. He was sweating already and close to the edge. He needed to escape but his limbs were tied to the chair. “Let me out!!”, he shouted and tried to move, tears gathered in the corners of his eyes. “Sir, you need to decide.” 
“No, no, let me out!!!”
“Sir, there is only once chance.” 
His mind was screaming. “STOP IT, THERE IS ALREADY NOTHING LEFT OF ME, STOP IT ALREADY!”

Scorpio: As the cat spoke to her she thought she completely lost her mind. It was the late afternoon as the neighbors cat - that mysteriously always stood in front of her window - told her to “not go to the old cottage near the forest”. She knew she was going insane. And she knew usually people said there was no one living inside of that little abandoned house. But there were flowers planted around the cottage and smoke came out of the chimney. Maybe she was insane. Maybe she just wanted to see the truth.

Sagittarius: He never breathed such clean air. He never tasted this freshness, this pureness on his lips. The cold air surrounded him, tried to get through his clothes and down to his body, but his heart was warm. Warm and pounding to the sound of the wind and mountains, humming a quiet song to the movement of the earth, to the building and children of mother nature. He wanted to kiss the cold, untouched earth and he imagined the landscape in front of him during spring. “Finally, I am home.”

Capricorn: As he walked down the street, busy as always, the crowd of people seemed to squash him, as they all wanted to get home as quick as possible since work was over. It started to rain. Cold, dirty rain that was pouring down on a cold, grey and dirty city. He opened his umbrella and continued his way to the bus stop as suddenly a tall man in black clothes, with a black box in his left hand and a pocket watch in his right stood a few foot steps away right in front of him. Fear grabbed the working man. He started to run. 

Aquarius: “Sir do you need something to eat? It’s almost 9 pm and you hadn’t have any dinner so far”, the assistance asked worried. He smiled, knowing she always worried about him but he was busy watching the little creatures on the red globe in front of him. They moved and talked, creating new things and build friendships, started fights, wars and made peace. All that in just matter of seconds. As the woman looked over his shoulder she instantly grinned. “You love to look at the past of your creations, don’t you?” He laughed shortly and lifted up his gaze, looking out of the window, right to the stars. “Well, I made them after all.”

Pisces: She held him close as the night arrived and everything was covered in complete darkness. “Don’t let me go”, he whispered, his voice shaking but she just smiled gently and kissed his cheek. “Look.” Her hands glowed as she formed little animal sculptures out of bright bubbles that ran around their heads before disappearing in the night sky. His eyes widened in amazement as he looked at the art she just did. “How do you…”, he started but stopped as he looked into her stark-like eyes. She asked him: “Do you believe in the fairy tales you read?”

BioShock  {Sentence Starters}

  • “You saved me.”
  • “I’m trying! Please!”
  • “Stop, would you kindly?”
  • “A man chooses, a slave obeys.”
  • “Get him! Yeah! Kill him! Kill him!”
  • “You sick fuck! Let me out of here!”
  • “Thank you. Thank you for helping me.”
  • “If I have to kill one to save the other, so be it.”
  • “Even in a book of lies, sometimes you find truth.”
  • “But know this, you are my greatest disappointment.”
  • “That’s why this hurts, kid. Life isn’t strictly business.”
  • “Don’t worry; I just need time to find the proper poison.”
  • “Wh-what happened? I’m hurt – I’m bleeding… oh, God…”
  • “Someone in my line of work takes on a variety of aliases.”
  • “We all make choices, but in the end, our choices make us.”
  • “And in return, you gave them what you always did: Brutality.”
  • “But you’ve been a sport, so I guess I owe you a little honesty…”
  • “And what did you do, instead? What I’ve come to expect of you.”
  • “I want to make them beautiful, but they always turn out WRONG!”
  • “There’s two ways to deal with mystery: uncover it… or eliminate it.”
  • “You’ve gotta be kidding! How do you know someone’s even coming?”
  • “And so, I asked myself: in what country was there a place for men like me?”
  • “Well, I said if you are going to do such things, you should at least do them properly.”
  • “You saved them. You gave them the one thing that was stolen from them: A chance.”
  • “I rejected those answers; instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible.”
  • “They told me, ‘you’re special. You were born to do great things’. You know what? They were right.”
  • “How many catastrophes were launched with the words ‘think of yourself’? It’s the ‘king and country’ crowd who light the torch of destruction.”

@andromedainwonderland said:

Teen Wolf-Scooby Doo, as in, the Teen Wolf crew driving around in the Jeep solving supernatural mysteries. Just me?

So I don’t know what this is, but this fic turned out to be my ARCH NEMESIS, so, you know, make of that what you will. It’s even alternating POVs, which I haven’t written in years upon years. So please appreciate how much this story wanted to kill me, and how we’re still eyeing each other with open hostility from different corners of the room.


The groundskeeper has gnarled, knotted fingers and rheumy eyes, and it takes five hundred years for him to turn the key in the rusted padlock.  The gate creaks almost as loud as his bones, and Derek flicks an ear in irritation.

“That’s a big dog you’ve got there,” he says, only mildly curious.

Stiles buries one hand in the scruff around Derek’s neck. “Not sure he is one,” Stiles says, and Derek cocks his head up at him.

Scott has the van idling behind them.

Derek takes a deep breath and sneezes. Decay, old blood, and sulfur flood his senses—he whines softly. He doesn’t have a good feeling about this.

The old house looms in front of them, stone and spires, ominous, cloaked in shadows thrown by the nearly full moon. His skin ripples under his fur, uneasy, and he tucks his tail between his legs.

“Relax,” Stiles murmurs to him. “This is easy money, right? A simple salt and burn.”

Derek huffs, knocks into Stiles’ side as he hastily turns around, and then slinks back to the van. He doesn’t like this place. He never likes haunted places, too much lingering despair that stirs up old guilt, but this house feels like it’s made out of skeleton bones, dread sits like a stone in his belly.

Lydia already has the side of the van open. He hops in, slides past Kira, and then digs into Stiles’ open duffle, buries his snout in an old t-shirt that smells a little bit like Scott, too.

“Dude,” Stiles says when he climbs in after him. “Come on.”

Derek growls, low in his throat, and Stiles backs off with a huffy, “Fine, be that way.”

The van grinds into gear and rolls forward slowly, tires bumping over the cobblestone drive, and Derek feels like his chest is caving in.

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Her Running Away From Them but Them Finding Her: B.A.P

TRIGGER WARNING


YongGuk:

It wouldn’t have been the first time that YongGuk had managed to find you, but what was terrifying was the fact that he did it with such ease and grace, appearing before you with all his confidence and mock surprise of finding you. However, his aim was not to take you back, it was simply to play with you. To scare you. To make you paranoid of your surroundings and the people you acquaint yourself with.


HimChan:

After some time of you being away from HimChan, and on your way to finally rid yourself of worries that from every corner he might jump out to take you back, your mom called you, casually inviting you for dinner with a giggly voice which made you frown- it sounded too cheery to sound like your mother. And true enough, as you came for a visit at your parent’s house, there was a black sedan there- parked nicely facing the front door. That same black sedan that HimChan owned. And there he sat, with all his glory and smirks, at the head of the dining table, having introduced himself as your fiance. You couldn’t run then. Not anymore.


DaeHyun:

He would find you that same day, barging into your room with blood-shot eyes and a throwing knife in hand, aiming it at your throat as soon as he’d catch a glimpse of you. He would not forgive you easily, and consider you running away as a highest form of betrayal. Even if with force he would make you stay with him.


YoungJae:

Knowing YoungJae, he most likely knew where you were going to go even before you decided to run away, and after you did run away, he had already managed to tape the place, listening in to your conversations and watching you go about your daily routine without even the smallest of knowledge of him watching. However, weeks later he would get bored, missing you, though being too petty to actually confirm that. So he decided to make the game a little more interesting, sending you a text asking to check a corner of your apartment where he knew was a camera hidden. Certainly, it was amusing to see you squirm in your little cage under his supervision, and he gave you time until your third moving till he’d come and get you back.


JongUp:

You knew JongUp inside and out, and simply moving to another city in Korea would not work- you knew that. He was a dangerous man; he was a predator. And in this case that made you out to be a big prey. Turns out moving to another country didn’t do it, either, as upon waking up to creaking floor-boards one night, you found him leaning against the threshold, hair messy and a grin on his face. “Already up, Beautiful?”


Zelo:

Stepping into your working place as if he owned the place, he would have his eyebrows furrowed, pouting with a little glare in his eyes. “How many times must I tell you to answer your phone whenever I called you? I was worried, you know?”

He simply denied the fact that you had tried to run away from him and would let you off easy, however if you tried to reject him once more, he would take you back with force, locking yo up in his own golden cage with your wings cut off.