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How to Read Energy and What to Expect

As many of you know, one service I offer on this blog are energy readings. I have gotten a lot of inquiries on how I do these readings, so I would like to inform you on my methods as well give you tips on how to do them yourself. Please note that I am not an expert nor do I have the final say on how to do energy readings properly, this is just my experience. 

Understanding Energy
The way I understand energy is as the force that inhabits everything at one point or another. Everything has an energy signature, down to the smallest grain of sand. However, the energy of living things is a bit different. There have been many names given to this energy but it is most often known as one’s life force. The hardest part of an energy reading is picking up on one’s particular energy among the trillions of energy sources swirling around at any given moment, but I will tell you how I do this.

How to Read Someone’s Energy

My method for reading energy is going to be different from everyone else’s. Your method for reading energy will be different from everyone else’s. Everyone has their own techniques for reading energy, but here are a few of mine.

  1. Sit in a comfortable location with at least part of you pressed firmly against the ground. 
  2. If you are reading for someone irl, have them sit near you. Physical contact often helps if both of you are comfortable with that. 
  3. If you are reading for someone not physically present, it can help to have a piece of them “sit” in front of you. I ask for names and blog urls when I do my readings so that I have an energy signature to focus on but you really can use anything or nothing at all, whatever helps you get a lock on the other person’s energy. 
  4. Sit in front of the person or blog and close your eyes. A bit of meditation before you try to tap into their energy is a good idea.
  5. Feel the energy of the earth under you and feel out this individual’s energy as it appears, a piece of the earth just like you.
  6. Grab onto this energy. Snatch it from the earth just briefly. Images, smells, tastes, sounds, colors, and feelings should come to you as you feel their energy. Keep a mental note of what you experience and write it down once you return.
  7. What you have experienced while feeling someone’s energy is their energy reading. It may be a bit of a jumbled mess, but that’s okay. Everyone’s energy is different but there may also be some overlap, which is also okay.

You can give someone their energy reading in many forms. I give mine as a paragraph with everything I saw, yours may be only a line or two. Everyone experiences different things when reading energy and having shorter readings isn’t a bad thing. You may even pick up on more or less energy from each individual. Its totally okay if some readings are long and others very short. 

So…. What if your energy reading doesn’t resonate with me, like, at all?

There could be a great number of reasons your reading went screwy. As I said before, energy can neither be created nor destroyed, it simply changes shape. This being said, it could be a number of factors.

  1. I am picking up not on your energy, but the energy of someone very close to you. If you have been in contact with them recently, pieces of your energy sometimes clings to them. 
  2. It could also be that I am reading into the energy of one of your past lives, something you won’t necessarily resonate with or remember.
  3. It could also be that the reading was accurate but maybe some part of it was hard to hear, or some repressed memory. This is not the fault of the reader, in the long run it is up to the client to interpret the reading. 
  4. It could also be external factors in my own life clouding my ability to pick up on your energy. My cat knocks over a vase in another room and not thinking I write that in as your energy because I was so lost in the moment.
  5. It could also be you’re my last in a long line of energy readings and I am exhausted and hurriedly trying to get through your reading without paying attention to detail. 
  6. It could be any number of things, all acting upon one another. Keep an open mind. 

Whatever the reason for your energy reading not being accurate, it is best to just be polite and move on. No good will come of harassing a reader, especially if they are offering a free service. 

I just did an energy reading and I’m exhausted!

Yup, that’s a real thing and totally normal. Energy readings can be draining, especially for beginners, as you expend some of your energy when you tap into the earth and go out in search of other energies. This is especially draining at first if you have not yet learned how to shield your energy when searching in the energy field and subsequently some of it may be leeched out. Here are some self care tips to help you regenerate faster.

  1. Time yourself. I like to light a stick of incense before I start my readings. Once it is completely burned out, I stop no matter what I’m doing and go drink some water and just do something I enjoy for 30 minutes or so before returning to readings. 
  2. Eat or drink something sugary or high in carbohydrates while you read to return energy lost. I like to munch on sweet cherries while I read.
  3. Learn to shield yourself from energy drain. I imagine my energy dressed in a suit of impenetrable armor before I search out someone’s energy. Your shield can come in any manor of form, find one that feels right to you and keeps the pesky energy leech out. 
  4. Take little breaks in between readings, even just a minute or two to catch your breath. 
  5. Use crystals to return your energy. I like to take some moon-charged amethyst and hold it in my palm during breaks, feeling its energy flow into me. 
  6. Practice self care. Shower, change your clothes, put on some lotion or makeup… Anything like that will help replenish energy.
  7. Take a nap! I have a bad habit of doing energy readings as soon as I wake up and then I’m dead for the rest of the day. Napping helps immensely. 
  8. Know your limits. You probably won’t be able to do 20 energy readings your first day. Pacing is so important.
  9. If you are doing energy readings online, be prepared to use the block button. Some people are going to be rude, but that is their problem not yours.
  10. Have fun! If energy readings become stressful take a break. If someone is waiting on you for their energy reading, they will understand if it comes a little late. If not, fuck ‘em. You don’t owe anything to people who don’t care about your well being as a reader. 

There are a great many things you can do to recharge after an energy reading, but these are just a few of my favorites. Everyone is different, and respecting that is key. 

Remember actually enjoying yourself is key. Good luck with your energy readings!

Mobile Masterlist

Ok, so my mobile masterlist decided to just stop properly working and messing up links and the likes. Updated it, but can’t reblog, so from now on this will be my mobile friendly masterlist.

You can find the desktop version here . (Not updated but will update soon)

Due to the length I’ve decided to put the masterlist below the “Keep Reading” since I got some complaints :)

Instead I’m just adding the amount of stories above for each part (not including every part of a multiparter so if there are five parts to a story it will still only count as one).

Story counts:

Dean x Reader: 47
Sam x Reader: 26
Cas x Reader: 17
Others x Reader: 17
Friendship and family fics: 14

Keep reading

༺ in the open ✧ bella hadid

❝ and oh — did she quiver with anticipation at the excitement that may ensue. ❞


The wind fell short as we shuffled into the nearly vacant bus, digits curled around the dark handle of my suitcase as I haphazardly trailed behind Bella. Despite the only other occupants being a gentle elder woman nose deep in a classic piece of text and the impatient driver glaring at us ( as if somehow that would get us to move any faster ), she still found her way to the very back, her own luggage settled in the chair up front. I quickly copied her actions, finding my way right by her side; no space found as the heat of her exposed thigh pressed up against mine. 

And with that, the hour and a half long trip began, droopy eyelids settling and headphones gently playing in one ear while Bella made minuscule observations of the passing landscape into the other. It was serene, really. Watching the way the sun shone against her porcelain skin and captured the very essence of her smile. She was my best friend, and she was beautiful. 

It was about a third into the trip that I had felt it. The back of a smooth palm gently brushing against my kneecap, a spurt of shivers instantly following in reply. My head snapped to attention, eyebrows furrowing curiously in both question and caution; what exactly was she attempting to go for? 

My gaze quickly averted to the grand rearview mirror in the very front of the bus; as if terrified the bus driver had noticed that. But what could he have noticed? A girl accidentally bumping into another in the most innocent sense? It was innocent, wasn’t it? 

And that’s all I presumed it to be— innocent. So I went back into my own world, eyelids drooping in an eager attempt to find my way into sleep. 

However, no more than five minutes could’ve passed before I felt that same feeling. Her skin against mine; this time, more bold. She gently pushed my legs open, her digits curiously traveling against the flesh of my inner thigh; a trail of goosebumps following in her wake. My eyes shot open, teeth sinking into my bottom lip. 

“Bels, what are ya doing, darling?” I mutter, daring to meet her gaze. 

“I’m… experimenting, you could call it.” She replies, so matter of fact and final yet holding that same coquettish lilt it always did. Her eyes, bright and seductive, were darker than usual, a deep shade I’d yet to discover before this moment. It could only be classified as lust. 

And in that moment, our lips encountered one another, the smell of strawberry chapstick infiltrating my senses. My eyes widened in shock, and for a moment I can’t necessarily process just what’s happened. But within seconds, I melt into it, our lips molding for a second before pulling away. The bus driver doesn’t even notice. 

Of course, I feel the need to mention it anyway. 

“Bella, we’re on a bus.” I chastise, cheeks flushed with embarrassment as my fingers grazed over my lips. I can’t shake off the overwhelming sensation of wanting more, vying for that renewed feeling of how soft she felt against me. All the meanwhile, her fingers stay teasingly at my inner thigh, phantoms of patterns gently painted. 

“That’s why it’s exciting.” She answers lowly, and I can feel a shiver run down my spine. I want to throw caution to the wind, I do, but my inhibitions are fighting me. Yet, I feel it, that heat pooling between my legs. She so easily had an effect on me with the simplest of touches. But it was the way she looked, and the tone of her voice, and g o d, her fingers on my thigh. 

“We shouldn’t…” I protest, weak; halfhearted. She simply chuckles, her head dipping down to press against the exposed skin of my shoulder. I can feel her teeth sinking into it, harsh in the most pleasurable sense, her fingers growing closer to where I want them with every second that agonizingly passed. 

My breath grew so shallow in such a short amount of time, and I was unsure if I was shaking out of the sheer anticipation of her touching me, or by the fact that at any second, someone could notice; whether the driver or the old lady, it didn’t matter. But I knew one thing: I was shaking because of how I didn’t care. 

Because at this exact moment, I knew I could keep trying to get her to stop. To say it’s wrong, to say we’ll get caught. But I didn’t want her to. I wanted to unravel for the aspiring supermodel next to me, melt into the way her chocolate tresses framed the porcelain skin of her picturesque face as she sucked on my skin, cerulean gaze darkened with lust as they stared at me. 

My breath hitched in my throat when she finally grazed her fingers against the practically sheer lace of my panties, gripping onto the back of the seat in front of me haphazardly.

“Oh.” I whispered shakily— not necessarily expecting how overwhelming that had been. The cold of her hand against the heat of my aching cunt was enough to send another gush right into my panties.

“Are you already so wet for me, baby?” She teases, pulling away from my shoulder. I can see the dark marks forming already. She soothes it with one last kiss, her fingers rubbing at my cunt through the fabric of my panties; my hips bucking into her hand desperately. I don’t know why I needed this so much. Why the thought of my best friend getting me off inside a bus made me so damn turned on. 

“So wet.” I reply shakily, barely able to spit it out through the shallowness of my breaths. 

“Tell me how bad you want my fingers inside you. Tell me how tight you are.”

“I want it so bad. I want to drench your fingers in my cum. You can make me feel so good. Please, p l e a s e. Please put…” I have to pause momentarily as her fingers apply a slight pressure against my throbbing clit. Close my eyes and enjoy it. But as soon as I stop talking, her fingers stop moving. So I continue. 

“… put your fingers deep in my pussy, Bels. I’ll wrap around them like a good girl, ride your fingers and let you stretch me out while you watch. Whisper your name. Let my cum stain these bus seats.” 

“You’re so eager, aren’t you?” And she relents. Finally. My panties pushed to the side, a single finger slipping in. It’s not enough. Not nearly. And it’s so slow. Painfully slow. I want more. So much more. 

“Don’t tease.” 

“Don’t be greedy.” She coos, her finger curling up and hitting my sweet spot as if I remind me she has complete control of the situation. That I never even had it for a second. 

My hips rock against her hand desperately, aching for it. For her to pound into me, for the sound of her fingers pumping into my slick little cunt to fill my ears but not the bus, for that release. 

“Please.” My fingers grip onto the bus seat, free hand digging nails into her shoulder; nearly breaking skin. It’s almost too much teasing. All the anticipation built up so much, I could explode right here, right now, without her doing any more than this. 

“Three, please. My pussy n e e d s it.” I practically beg, my voice coming out in a low whine. Bella’s teeth sink into her bottom lip, slipping in two other fingers. It stretches me, pain and pleasure in a beautiful mix as I let out a low moan without meaning to. Bella’s hand slams over my mouth to silence me, and I see a glint in her eyes. 

It’s mischievous. 

Without giving me time to adjust, she begins to pound into me, and I can see my juices sliding everywhere. Down my thighs, onto her hand, the bus seat. I’m fighting to throw my head back in pleasure. To know that Bella of all people was showing my poor little cunt no mercy, curling up into my sweetest spot and ramming into it without a second thought was enough to get me off, and to have the actual feeling of that occurring added onto it left me on the verge of tears the the pleasure, every inch of my body shaking with excitement. 

“Yes, yes, yes.” I whimper out, my hips jerking against her hand sloppily. 

“It feels so good.” 

“Oh, right there!”

“Oh, just like that Bella!” 

I can’t seem to shut up. Every part of my brain is telling me to scream out as I approach my climax, as Bella pounds into my little pussy. I’m so close I can taste it. I’m so close, my chest heaving up and down rapidly in pleasure as I bounce against Bella’s fingers, my gaze never leaving hers. 

Her thumb kneads my clit encouragingly, clockwise circles creating stars in my vision as it throbs with each round she makes. 

“Cum for me, baby.” She purrs, so sweet and seductive simultaneously; and I do. 

I let it all go, a silent scream escaping. My mouth wide open, my back arched off the seat, my nails so deep in Bella’s shoulder it draws blood. All while she continues to fuck me through it, never seeming to let loose. 

My toes curl and my eyes squeeze shot, entire body shaking with the overwhelming pleasure. It feels like a lifetime. 

Only once I come down from it all does she slip out of me, though my legs stay spread as she brings up her fingers to her lips, sucking it in and licking up every last inch of my cum. 

“So sweet.” She moaned, popping her fingers out. 

“I wonder what it would taste like directly from the source.” 

༺ Hi, guys! It’s been way too long since I’ve written, but I got so much inspiration to write this, and I thought of no one better to restart my blog with than my baby Bella. I hope you all continue to support me as I start fresh, and that you enjoyed this smut. Much love, Julietta.

anonymous asked:

I have no objections with people liking Nesta but I don't understand why people would ever want Cassian to get with a woman like Nesta. He deserves someone better than anyone that is set on demeaning him. He is lighthearted and a good person. He deserves better.

Sigh…you got me in quite a mood dear anon so deep breath and rant ahead.

You have been warned.

So…I never understood the concept of love being a reward for someone’s ‘good’ form, character or behavior. And I am not even going to get into the whole glamorization of love as an emotion and the concept that is something solely good and pure and only ‘good’ people and certain ‘characters’ and ‘snowflakes’ experience it or should experience it.

I will stand on something different though.

People are not objects and trophies and prizes that one should get for being good and for deserving ‘better’ (and BTW, I will get to that too in a while).

Relationships are not about deserving and about perfection and about what works on paper. Relationships can come in many forms and bonds and it is about people that find something in someone else and then they work through their shit (and in this case both Nesta and Cassian have a lot shit to work through) because they care enough to make their relationship work. Because you get to fall in love for many reasons and you get to love the flaws and the imperfections. You get to like a person because you are attracted to them for whatever reason logical or illogical. Because they intrigue you. Because of lust or intense emotion. Because they take you by surprise. Because romance usually is about personal conflict and growth and collision. Because in fiction this brings drama and it is interesting for many people especially when it includes complicated characters with many layers and depth that help each other’s characterization progress and development in many ways.

But hey. I get not liking a character or a ship. It is your prerogative. You might not like the chemistry of two characters. You might not get it. You might be allergic to it. You might not care for it. You might not understand it. You might hate it. You might not be able to tolerate the story or a character or a concept. It is your right. I am not here to dictate to you what to like and what not to like. Something is not your cup or tea and your personal taste is different from that of another person. Different strokes for different folks and all that.

But here you are in my ask box. I get not liking a ship but why would you come to the blog of someone that likes it with such comments? What do you gain? Stick to your lane and ship and let others ship.

Also…seriously…I am in awe.

You are here to tell me that the half a millennia winged Illyrian Fae warrior who is basically a LORD OF FREAKING WAR that is leaving mountains of corpses in the battlefields and has been shedding blood for centuries is not deserving of a 20-22 year old woman with limited experience that she is just start beginning to understand what life is after leading a very restricted and limited one. This is what you are telling me right? That the man that brings horror and is capable and able to bring nations to their knees and is known by the freaking Bone Carver as the Lord of Bloodshed is not deserving of a …young girl while he is the winning prize in the lottery for Nesta. Am I getting this right?

The superficial way people view certain characters astonishes me.

Cassian is not a ray of sunshine and not an innocent lighthearted and most of all balanced person. Cassian is one of my most favorite characters in the acotar series (Top Five easily). But he, as many characters of the book, is a grey character that can often be amoral. You don’t get to become THE General of the Night Court and the commander of the Illyrian forces and part of the Inner Circle by being solely moral and good and …nice.

Cassian is dangerous. Like Alpha Male dangerous. He is an experienced man. An experienced OLD man. The fact that he looks hot and young and is energetic with a six pack does not change his age or his position in life or who he is. And if you put that in contrast with a young girl with Nesta’s history that has not even traveled the world yet -while this was her dream- then who ‘deserves’ who can become a very long argument.

Cassian is indeed a good man but he is carrying a load of crap and baggage on his shoulders. He is over half a millennia old. He is a FREAKING GENERAL from crying out loud. The fact that he cracks jokes and is supportive of his family and friends does not take away all the blood he had shed or the scars that has left on him (and he will bring those scars to whatever relationship he enters). It does not take away that the bone carver called him the Lord of Bloodshed. Cassian is a killer. A professional one at that. No matter how noble he is (and he is) that does not change that it takes a certain kind of bloodthirsty savageness and mindset to rise to where he is now. Cassian views fighting and cutting through people as if it is an art. He walks hand in hand with death. He commands the Illyrian forces of the Night Court.

For centuries he is mixed to a dysfunctional emotional triangle with both of his best friends in a way that hurts one of his two brothers -because this is what Azriel is for him- and he is in a complicated mess with Morrigan. He has codependency issues with Morrigan, Rhysand and Azriel. He has shown to have suicidal tendencies (add homicidal to that too). He is not all sunshine and charm and jokes. He goes to the battlefield to kill and to count the dead and inform their families. It takes a certain kind of heart and soul and violence to wage war. To kill people. To do that for half a millennia. He is feared and terrifies his enemies. He has self esteem issues and even depression signs (as surprise surprise so does Nesta). He is haunted by ghosts of the past. He is afraid of commitment. He is menacing. He has sent monsters into the prison of the Night Court. He is ready to cut through his enemies like butter or condemn them to an eternity of imprisonment.

He has lived lifetimes. He has experience both on the light side of life and the dark side of life.

Say what you like about Nesta and her behavior but in the end she is just a..girl. She is not experienced with life or men for that matter. She has been sexually assaulted and sheltered. She wanted to travel but did not got a chance. She is very young and thrown in a life and nature she had not wanted. How old is she really? 20-22? And for you a 22 year old -tops- girl with limited life experience does not deserve a 500+ years old man because that man is somehow an optimist and an extrovert and so good? You are seriously going with that right now?

Because Cassian needs to be coddled and a bitch like Nesta is not a good fit for …him? Because a man needs …deserves…as sweet woman as a reward right? Because a woman has to apologize for everything in her character and become less so to fit the needs of a man because of what he deserves and if not then…she does not deserve him. (My mind’s wires are short cutting right now I kid you not).

If anything it would be more healthy for Nesta to not get involved with a man like Cassian until she has some decades at least on her back and a lot more experience.

Many people say that Nesta is mean with Cassian. And she has bitter outbursts with him that is for sure true up to an extent but no one ever pointed out how Cassian when he first met Nesta had already formed an opinion over her as if he had the right to do so only because his new friend (which he barely really knew) told him (mostly alluded) some things that did not involve him in any way. From the very start Cassian had judged Nesta and played judge and jury with her and had condemned her without even exchanging a word with her. Not even Rhysand that was Feyre’s mate did that.

Nesta was right to tell him that “You know nothing about who I am, and what I’ve done and what I want.

Why wouldn’t Nesta be hostile with him? The guy has boundaries issues. And was quick to judge her. He is a centuries years old persistent (borderline obsessed) Fae male that …can’t stay away. Romance aside let us not start glamorizing certain people and acting as if Cassian is perfect. He is not. He has flaws. There are no saints and sinners in this equation. Nesta has not treated Cassian right all the time but Cassian has not always treated Nesta right either. And if we take their character traits into account this was bound to happen.

Yes Nesta is an asshole. But guess what? Cassian is an asshole too. He taunts, he mocks, he insults, he provokes, he uses his sexual experience as a weapon of choice, he intimidates, his uses his body as a way to make others step back, he throws tantrums, he hides behind jokes, he is reckless, he is hard. In the first sign of true intimacy he backs down and alienates people. He has been all those things with Nesta. He originally was surprised and even took offense because Nesta ignored his good looks for crying out loud. Cassian even in Wings and Embers tried to intimidate her while he barely knew her. A human 22 year old girl that could crash with his little finger while he could tell that she had no experience in physical combat or men. He used his nature, his body, his words to make Nesta less of who she was. To make her feel uncomfortable. His game was less than honorable back then. And when that did not work his infatuation started to run deeper and they both entered a game of push and pull and love-anger/hate and bickering and…understanding.

That does not make him a bad person. He is a good man. A messed up mortally grey good man with honor. In the same way Nesta is also a good woman.  A messed up angry woman with a moral code that for getting to see you need to watch past the surface. A woman that got inspired by Feyre’s and Cassian’s honor and made Cassian proud. A proud woman that has made mistakes but is learning from them and tries to better herself with actions. Something that Cassian sees and respects and maybe even has also done in his long life because everyone starts from somewhere and faces difficulties and trauma in different ways and learns and grows and moves on.

Nesta grew up with the same superstitions Feyre grew up when it came to Fae people. Do you remember how Feyre herself acted with the Fae at the very beginning before she grew to know them? And yet Nesta allowed Fae men to get into her home. Nesta’s interest when it came to Cassian himself surpassed her prejudices before she was even thrown to the Cauldron and turned to High Fae herself.

Nesta was traumatized after been thrown in the Cauldron. And so was Cassian when he had his wings shredded… but he could not stay away from Nesta despite the boundaries she was trying to put between them. It was his choice to go over to her over and over again despite being rejected. No one from the fandom ever speaks of the trauma Nesta had been subjected too and how Cassian’s needs should not surpass her needs over this. But sure.. Nesta is mean so Cassian’s needs must go first. But just maybe this is not about romance or about what a man deserves. This is not about Cassian getting to feel better. And yet somehow this is what it all ends up too.

Introvert vs Extrovert. Young age vs Old age. Man vs Woman. A man that has lived his life to the fullest vs a woman that has not yet lived. Who deserves who.

Does Cassian deserve Nesta? Does Nesta deserve Cassian?

In my opinion who deserves who is a bullshit argument to make for this sort of subject. I can give you a dissertation of why Cassian does not deserve Nesta too. Or why he does deserve her. And vice versa for the other way around.

Truth is that in my opinion they complete each other. It is not just opposites attract. Cassian found an equal in Nesta despite their differences (that are many). Mentally and intellectually they are equal and similar even.

Blade and fire made flesh. Death made flesh. They fit each other.

Cassian is a killing machine and Nesta now holds death in her fingertips. While Cassian always walked in death. But more so aside those parallels that mirror each other they also click as characters.

Cassian shares the same values with Nesta. The same need to protect others. Nesta kept saying how she wanted to help families and children. Cassian has the same view point with her. It is in his very core the need to protect others and this was in the end what Nesta was ready to sacrifice herself for.

Nesta that is so cold on the outside because she feels everything more intense than any other in the inside. Cassian that is so easy going on the outside because he is broken in the inside. Nesta that uses cruel words as a shield. Cassian that uses jokes as an armor. Nesta that hides her emotions and vulnerabilities. Cassian that does the same in different ways. Nesta that is afraid to let others in. Cassian that observes everything both in the battlefield and outside of it. Nesta that scares people. Cassian that is not and could never be afraid of her. Cassian that intimidates people. Nesta that refuses to be intimidated by him. Nesta that throws insults. Cassian that throws tantrums. Cassian that turns his pain to playfulness and his weakness to anger and battle. Nesta that does not allow anyone to see her as weak and turns her rage to ice and her pain to faux indifference and hostility. Cassian that gets his power from his warrior nature and training. Nesta that wants to be empowered and get agency in different ways. Cassian that leans to order and anarchy. Nesta that leans to order and freedom. Nesta that is now the emissary of the Night court. The bridge of the human world with the Fae world trying to balance an understanding between two worlds. Cassian that is always trying to create an understanding between the Illyrians and the rest of High Fae and the man that becomes a bridge when he has a death count in paper and has to inform all the families of the lost. Nesta that her power is now connected with death. Cassian that has been walking in death. Nesta that is too serious. Cassian that is too aloof. Nesta that is too proud and disdainful and willful. Cassian that is arrogant and cocky and prideful. Nesta that is all about manners and propriety. Cassian that is insolent and all about wrecking buildings. Cassian that is serious when needs to be and Nesta that needs to relax and laugh more. Nesta that prefers a book and solitude and Cassian that in silent moments shows a more grounded version of himself. Cassian that people overlook his intelligence. Nesta that people overlook her humanity. Cassian born in a world that does not value bastards. Nesta born in a world that does not value women. Nesta that does not let others in. Cassian that is not making any serious commitments and relationships. Nesta that is so afraid of what she feels for Cassian that prefers to keep him in arm’s lengths using insults and distance and Cassian that is so terrified of what he feels for Nesta that gets completely out of sync when she shows him tenderness and interest. Cassian, the Prince of Bastards, that wanted to find his place in the world and be a man with value despite his heritage and Nesta, the terrible Queen, that after loss and building emotional walls wanted to go out to the world and see what a woman could so and leave her mark in the world. Nesta and Cassian that both dream of a better more equal world for bastards, children and women. The same coin from different sides.

And really this is not about a competition. You do not fall in love with someone that is perfect for you in theory. You get to fall in love with …people. With imperfect people. You get to love them exactly due to those imperfections that make then unique. I cannot stress enough that this is not a matter of what someone ‘deserves’. It is about what someone feels. It is about what makes a heart tick. It could be the most weird combination. It could be insane. And volatile. And easy going or difficult until it aches. In the end it is all about understanding and Nesta and Cassian can understand each in a deep level that is mostly instinctual at this point. It is lust and attraction and sexual tension (like …seriously!) and struggle (because nothing that is worth it comes easy in life) and it is understanding and feeling and silent communication and attraction in all levels.

And guess what… Cassian deserves this. He deserves a person that won’t use him as a sexual object so to get out of predicament and then use him as a shield against his best friend and create conflict in him and in the relationships that define him. Cassian deserves a person that won’t be afraid to stand up against him and with him. That won’t be charmed by his superficial sexiness and distractions. That will be an equal to him. That will shout to him miles away to get him out of danger and he will hear that voice calling him to safety. Cassian deserves a touch. Deserves to fall in love. To have a person that can see when he is hurt. Cassian deserves to get a chance with the woman he is choosing to fight with him and die with him and the woman that he is ready to search to the other life just so to have a chance with her and not regret not spending time with her. The woman that when he in bleeding and unconscious he will try to defend till his last breath. The woman that has a name that he keeps hearing in the wind. Cassian deserves a person that can see beyond his facade. Nesta that understands how dangerous and how noble Cassian is because he sees what others don’t. Because he sees beyond the surface. Because he sees who truly Nesta is. And who Nesta is is someone that Cassian not only wants but would be damn lucky to have. A woman that will stand up next to him and won’t allow anyone to offend him and she won’t judge him for his past. A woman that will surprise him. A woman that will shield him with her body against death itself. A woman that will try to carry him away from danger. And if she can’t help him she will stay with him till the end. She won’t run. She won’t lie. She won’t be dishonest. She won’t see him as a charity case. She will stay for the good and the bad and for hell itself. Cassian has been a bastard that had found family to the inner circle of the Night Court and friends and family but something has always been missing. A sense of true belonging. To have someone stay with him as the world burns and protect him as he protects others. To have someone truly understand him and use honest actions instead of words. Yes Nesta and Cassian are in a clash of wills but also in a clash of hearts.

But sure thing. Cassian surely does not deserve this and I do not get why people like Nesta and Cassian as a ship either.

I was seventeen once;
It tasted like cigarettes.

It tasted like a lot of different pairs of lips.
It was chlorine-bleached crunchy hair
And hollow-eyed fucking in the woods, like ghosts.
I was seven-fucking-teen.
And I was fucking invincible.
I had too much room to grow, and no idea what to do with it all.
Nothing ever went wrong when I was seventeen;
But I was seventeen,
And of course we were hurtling towards the sun.

I was seventeen once,
And then I burned down.

Well! The season 3 premiere was incredible and I think another Tomco week in order, but there’s a twist. For the next week, I will be working with wholesome-tomstar-week to bring you…

Wait, what? Well, allow me to explain!

So, Stomco (also known to some as Tomstarco or Startomco) is the triad of Star, Tom, and Marco. I fully encourage artwork of all three of them together this time around, though if you only wanna do Tomco, or Tomstar, or even Starco, you still can, I just encourage the inclusion of the third member too in some way. Because no matter what these three are gonna be a great team and hang out together.

So, without further ado, here are our prompts!

Day 1 - July 30 - Makeovers

Let’s be real, all three of them enjoy looking their best. Star does makeovers, Tom may just be wearing eyeliner (crew artwork seems to imply that sometimes) and Marco in his Princess Marco persona is absolutely cool with make-up too. So hey, let’s show them making each other super pretty!

Day 2 - July 31 - Royal Tea Party

Star, Tom, and Marco get all dressed up for a nice spot of tea, with or without their families. And yet Tom is probably hopped up on sugar and Star is trying to balance spoons on her nose while Marco records a video of her. Give me your silliest royal tea parties.

Day 3 - August 1 - Love Sentence

The trio loves Love Sentence. Tom and Marco bonded over it, Star and Marco found that they both love it, so what does that mean? TIME TO PARTY TO LOVE SENTENCE! Karaoke, concerts, watching YouTube videos on the TV, whatever they wanna do to enjoy the most awesome band ever together.

Day 4 - August 2 - Babysitting

Where them babies at?? They get to watch after Buff Frog’s buff babies, or the laser puppies, or maybe even Star’s baby cousins! How do they handle the feeding and the entertainment of such tiny, adorable people? Up to you!

Day 5 - August 3 - Teaming Up

The trio confronts an enemy ready to fight them, possibly to the death. Over what? How do they handle it? Epic showdown time!

Day 6 - August 4 - Dimension Hopping

Marco and Star have dimensional scissors and Tom can teleport. Time for a date in a strange other dimension! Maybe the sky is filled with cotton candy and the rivers are chocolate! Or everything is bouncy! Or they meet weird travelers from another dimension (crossover potential!) Give them a fun time.

Day 7 - August 5 - Cuddle Session

Too many adventures together, the trio is tired. Let’s let them settle down for some warm snuggles, complete with blankets and movies and snacks. <3

So that’s the next week! Again you can choose to focus on certain pairings only if you like but it’ll be nice to include whoever isn’t part of the pairing in the scenarios too. I will be reblogging everything relating to it and using the relevant ship tags for searching later. And wholesome-tomstar-week will also reblog your posts. Now, the rules, which can always be found in the About page!

1. Please use the Tomco tag on everything you post for a week. You may of course use main show tags, such as svtfoe and Star Vs, since they are from the show, but just make sure Tomco is also tagged for blacklisting purposes.

1a. Since this is Stomco Week in particular, also make sure to use Stomco, Starco, Tomstar, etc if applicable

2. You may also want to use ‘Tomco Week’ as a tag as well, just to make it easier for me to find your work. I’ll be reblogging everything on the relevant days.

2a. In the same vein as 1a., since this is Stomco Week, feel free to use that tag too, as well as whatever others you think are fitting. Reblogs here will call this week “Week 6″ though (for future searching reference, and it will also be that way on my tags page).

3. You may post entries early, they just won’t be reblogged here until the relevant day comes up. Feel free to shoot me a message but odds are I’ll like it so I can find it later.

4. If you miss the day, don’t worry. I will reblog them as soon as you get it posted. Again, shoot me a message if I miss it. I’ll be tagging things by day for searching purposes.

5. I’m gonna say that NSFW is allowed, but nothing too explicit, please. I’m not going to check ages but if you want to post more mature content, just make sure it’s got the proper tags and put it under a read more. I do want this blog to be enjoyed by all shippers, and some may not want to see explicit stuff. Let’s keep it tasteful. If something is merely suggestive, I will still use the tag ‘suggestive’ in case you want to blacklist that too.

I’ll accept fanart, fanfiction, cosplay, videos, heck, songs, whatever you wanna share.

Let me know if you have any questions and I look forward to seeing what you come up with! :D I’ll reblog this again about a week from the start as a reminder. And thank you, @jess-the-vampire, for the flyer!

Rouen, France. Photo by Amber Maitrejean

Coming up on my blog, a little tour of the historic city centre of Rouen, and just a taste of what this magnificent city has to offer. We’ll look at architecture: the wonderful half-timbered buildings from the medieval period, take a tour of the Cathédrale Notre-Dame de Rouen, the incredible church that inspired Monet to create a series of paintings, and visit the Church of St. Joan of Arc and the market square where the saint was martyred in 1431. 

camila .

Shawn Mendes -  9:37 PM: Please answer my calls

Shawn Mendes - 9:38 PM: YN seriously

Shawn Mendes - 9:38 PM: It’d be nice if you would maybe act your age and answer the fucking phone

You swipe to decline yet another one of his calls and find yourself avoiding having to look at his contact picture when it pops onto your screen. When you watch your index glide across the glass you can just see his hand gripping your shin with your legs curled around his front, can just see the relaxed posture of your arms as they’re slung over his chest. You blink once, twice, three times to get the image of that day out of your mind - fourth of July, jumping onto his back, the flash of the camera and his lips on yours as fireworks burst above your heads.

He calls again. You decline, looking straight at the floor.

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Trying to create a release game we can play to keep it fun, i stole the idea from someone else but i am trying to make the DILEMA cards. What can you cum up with. A dilema card basically gives me the chance to cum but wont be straight forward.


Savor the taste

He is allowed to come but has to agree beforehand he will swallow his load. I let him masturbate into a glass and then toast him with my wine. If it is early days, he’ll often chooses to forgo the orgasm. A little bit hypocritical of him because before we started chastity play he often had me swallow his cum.

Help us out guys, im sure you can come up with some saucy ideas!

p.s if she likes it chances are she will use it!

Hello Tomco tag and followers, it’s been a while! I apologize for not reblogging things recently, I kinda shelved this blog for a bit. But now I’m back! I don’t have a full week planned, as I’m a little late to the draw and Valentine’s Day is in exactly a week. So instead I will propose only a few days rather than an entire seven days. I don’t know what the “Star Bomb” has in store for us but I think we could all use some fluffy, romantic content, right? So here we go, with sweet Valentine’s Day related prompts.

Day 1 - Feb 12 - Family Introductions

Marco and Tom are dating now! How does the introduction to each other’s families go? Good? Bad? Up to you! You can write about Tom’s parents, or Marco’s or both, whatever you want. Heck even Star is considered part of the family really so they could even tell her. The world is yours!

Day 2 - Feb 13 - Date Night

It’s the day before Valentine’s Day and Tom and Marco elect to spend it together. What do they do, where do they go? Are there gifts? Food? Just lots of snuggling? Your choice.

Day 3 - Feb 14 - Valentine’s Day

The big day is here. This one is entirely for you! Give me your fluffiest, cutest, most romantic ideas. Sharing chocolate, kissing over coffee, holding hands on a romantic boat ride, watching the sunset/sunrise, whatever the heck you want. Hell, maybe they get a bit flirty and seductive~ (caveat: NSFW is allowed but please tag it appropriately and put it under a read more)

Day 4 - Feb 15 - Wild Card

Whatever other V-day tropes strike your fancy. Do they wake up from a night cuddled up together? Are they sick from all the chocolate? Do they just do tired forehead kisses and arrange their next date? Does one of them propose?? The power is yours.

So ye, those are the days this time around. Next time I’ll get this together further in advance. Now for the guidelines. Same as last time:

1. Please use the Tomco tag on everything you post for a week. You may of course use main show tags, such as svtfoe and Star Vs, since they are from the show, but just make sure Tomco is also tagged for blacklisting purposes.

2. You may also want to use ‘Tomco Week’ as a tag as well, just to make it easier for me to find your work. I’ll be reblogging everything on the relevant days.

3. You may post entries early, they just won’t be reblogged here until the relevant day comes up. Feel free to shoot me a message but odds are I’ll like it so I can find it later.

4. If you miss the day, don’t worry. I will reblog them as soon as you get it posted. Again, shoot me a message if I miss it. I’ll be tagging things by day for searching purposes.

5. I’m gonna say that NSFW is allowed, but nothing too explicit, please. I’m not going to check ages but if you want to post more mature content, just make sure it’s got the proper tags. I do want this blog to be enjoyed by all shippers, and some may not want to see explicit stuff. Let’s keep it tasteful.

I’ll accept fanart, fanfiction, cosplay, videos, heck, songs, whatever you wanna share.

That about covers it. I can’t wait to see what you come up with. :D

anonymous asked:

bulletpoints of tom proposing to you?? :-) i love your blog!

Thank you! Okay here goes

  • he’d probably just have this moment one day of
  • “oh my god I’m so in love with this idiot”
  • so he’d start thinking of ways that he could do it
  • eventually settling on making your favourite dinner for your anniversary which coincidentally would be coming up in a couple of weeks

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anonymous asked:

can u please recommend some really good poems please

Well it would be easier if I had an idea of what kind of poetry you were looking for / what qualifies as “really good poems”, since we all have our own individual tastes and opinions when it comes to these things.

I can recommend some amazingly talented tumblr poets / writers, including:

along with these great blogs that post / reblog a variety of poems and writing in general:

If you want something more specific, let me know.

A bit of a reminder that this is a personal inspiration and art blog. I have a strong taste for morbid curiosity and some rather grim stuff can be found from this tumblr. I understand that some things I find fascinating and inspiring aren’t everyone’s cup of tea and I respect that. You should be able to avoid seeing them by blacklisting one or more of these tags;

#macabre = dark, horror, spooky unnerving stuff. Overlaps with the following a lot, but isn’t a bulletproof catch-it-all tag.

#gore = fictional (drawn) and real pictures that contain blood, viscera, unprocessed bones and similar. Most of it is relatively subtle, I don’t reblog things that I consider degrading or gratuitously, disgustingly graphic (no human irl gore such as crime scene photos, medical gore and similar).

#animal death = pretty self explanatory. I’m part of the vulture culture community, which means I like to collect and study animal bones, taxidermy and their anatomy. The contents of this blog reflect that hobby sometimes. I don’t condone animal cruelty and depictions of real, living animals in distress tend to make me feel unwell, but expect to come across a picture of a cadaver or two if you decide to follow me.

#body horror = Images that depict bodily disarray but not necessarily in a bloody, gory way. Extra limbs, supernumerary eyes, weird growths and such, usually pictured in fictional setting. Notice that I tag irl cases of unusual bodies as #physical anomalies and they’re far less extreme than the former.

#nsfw = artsy nudity, but very far in between. Doesn’t really fit in with the rest of these subjects, but I see why some people would rather not see it.

If you find blacklisting bothersome or for any other reason whatsoever, feel free to unfollow me. While I appreciate my followers a lot and feel very humbled when people like my art and stuff, I don’t spend my days staring at my follower count and whether this-and-that is still on board with me. Above all I don’t want you to feel pressured to keep following me if you don’t want to, browsing tumblr should be a pleasant experience for everyone. If you’re a longtime follower, thank you, I’m flattered I’ve managed to keep you interested all this time! If you’re planning to unfollow me, thanks for your interest, I hope you find blogs that cater to your tastes better than mine did!

That’s about it, I hope. I don’t want to spook anyone to think that my blog is an endless bloodbath of a tumblr, but I’d like you to know what you’re getting into so that your day isn’t ruined when you come across a flayed beluga whale on your dashboard.

Have a good day~

anonymous asked:

hello~ i watched all of yuri on ice in a night & already having withdrawals b/c i need s2 like yesterday :"( i need some vikturi fanfic to get me thru it, i ship them so hard, do you have a tag for it b/c there's so much fanfic for the ship and i wouldn't know where to start + your taste in fanfic is always the best, so please help <3

Hii! Aww, I feel your pain! D: 

Unfortunately, I don’t really have a Victuuri rec tag because I try to keep this blog 99% Destiel and SPN, especially when it comes to fics. However I’ve read plenty of Victuuri fic, so I can maybe share some of my faves with you? As a starter kit, lol! 

You didn’t mention what you’re looking for though? Fluff? Angst? Smut? Long? Short? A little bit of everything? I’ll just go with a little bit of everything, and you can read the tags and summaries and pick what you want? :p 

(Only finished stories, because I’m paranoid when it comes to WIPs, lol!)

❄ From The Moon [4,8k, canon!verse]
‘That one time Victor finds out why Yuuri has never let him inside his bedroom because… Well, we all know why.’

Literally the first Yuri On Ice fic I’ve read, as far as I can remember. By now a lot of people have written the missing scene about Victor possibly finding Yuuri’s posters, but I still really adore this one. Great take on it, very in character, must read!


❄ Maelstrom [4,3k, Time Loop AU]
‘Victor Nikiforov is poised to win gold in his fifth consecutive Grand Prix Final. He has the world at his feet, is unparalleled in the sport–right up until a snowstorm blows into Sochi, and he finds himself repeating the same day over and over and over. He stumbles over Yuuri Katsuki, and everything changes.’

Fics that include messing with time are usually not the first ones I pick, because they tend to confuse what few brain cells I have. But damn, this one was seriously wonderful, so easy to read. It has some humor, some angst, some fluff, some smut, but it’s all balanced out very well! I’d definitely say give it a go!

Unwritten [34k, Soulmate AU, canon divergence]
‘Soulmates AU where whatever you write on your own skin appears on your soulmate, but when there is a language barrier, meeting becomes just a little more difficult than it should be.’

Everyone knows that I am a total sucker for soulmate AUs, so unsurprisingly I absolutely loved this one. Does loosely follow canon verse (they’re both ice skaters), but with a soulmate twist. Neat!


❄ All The World’s a Stage [112k, AU, actor!Victor/ice skater!Yuuri]
‘Everyone has a guilty pleasure. For Yuuri, it just happens to be romance movies starring famous heartthrob Victor Nikiforov.’

This one was simply adorable. In which professional ice skater Yuuri teaches famous actor Victor how to figure skate because that’s what his upcoming movie will be about. Do I need to mention that they fall in love along the way?

❄ Katsuki_fc Wrote [12k, canon!verse]
‘Just because Yuuri isn’t big on social media, doesn’t mean his fans aren’t.’

Plenty of social media centered fic in the yoi fandom, but this is a total gem! The story of Yuuri and Victor as seen through the eyes of Yuuri’s fans. 

❄ Souls Bond, Hearts Follow [12k, Soulmate AU, canon divergence]
‘In a world where soulmates are individuals connected on a spiritual level, able to communicate with variable degrees of empathy or telepathy, there is an appropriate time and rhythm for everything, even for a soulbond.
Yuuri knows this. Viktor will learn.’

Another soulmate AU, because hey, it’s me you’re asking. I have nothing other to say than; just read it.


❄ Russian For Dummies [2,4k, College AU]
‘"Are you a beginner?“ 

Viktor was not a beginner. Viktor was the TA supposedly in charge of this study session. Viktor spoke Russian. Viktor was Russian.


Looking for something short, cute, and hilarious to read? This fic is for you. OR the fic that properly displays what idiotic stuff Victor EXTRA Nikiforov would probably do to get to Katsuki Yuuri, no matter the AU. 


❄ Your Biggest Fan [8.5k, canon divergence]
‘By chance, Viktor caught sight of one of Yuuri’s competitions and quickly fell head over heels in love with the Japanese figure skater.’

Because who doesn’t need a fic where they both fanboy over each other, it’s plausible, and this fic warmed the cockles of my undead heart!

❄ Victuuri: Wedding planner and florist AU [AU, ongoing series of fluffy one shots]
‘An Alternate Universe in which Victor Nikiforov is a renown wedding planner, and Yuuri Katsuki is a florist running his family’s little flower shop.’

Fluff is the reason I breathe, we’re all aware at this point, and this is just so sweet and fluffy and amazing, I recommend reading the entire series if you’re into AUs at all. 

❄ Warm [2,2k, canon!verse]
‘Russia’s cold, Yuuri can’t sleep, and Victor is always careful to keep his door open for anyone in need of a touch of help.’

Sweetness overload, everyone needs this in their life. I’m just saying. 


And last but not least:

❄ Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches [197k, canon divergence]
‘Of all the rivalries in the world of sports over the years, perhaps none has become so legendary as that of Russian figure skater Viktor Nikiforov and his rival, Japanese Yuuri Katsuki.

A single event changes the course of Yuuri’s life, throwing him into a bitter rivalry with Viktor Nikiforov that spans across his entire skating career. But as the years go on, rivalry and hatred begin to develop into something very different and Yuuri doesn’t seem to be able to stay away, no matter how hard he tries.

Hatred and love are two sides of the same coin and even though everything changes, some things are still meant to be.’

So every ship has that one fanfiction that basically the entire fandom has read, or at least has heard of. For Victuuri, this is that fic. And it’s hella long, so for me, the person with the attention span of the average goldfish, I have to give this fic some huge kudos because I actually finished it within 48 hours, even though I usually don’t even dare to read a fic that long. 

I’m not gonna lie, there is angst, a lot of it. In fact, this fic is probably the mayor of a town called ‘Angst’. Regardless, it’s very compelling, the author put a lot of thought into the fic, and the soundtrack as well, picking wonderful songs for all of Yuuri’s and Victor’s programs, and working it into the main plot with a lot of meaning. The ending will satisfy you, and as a bonus there will be a companion piece from Victor’s POV to fill in any minor blanks that might be left after reading this story. 

Hope there’s something in there for you, have fun! x 

For every YOI shipper

This blog is still on hiatus because I have no internet and still have been unable to set the new admins but let me tell you.

If you happen to appear in the so called “shit list” don’t worry! Come to this blog! It doesn’t matter what ship you write (even if it is popular!) And we’ll make sure that your fic and you receive the love it deserves! Or even if the “problem” is not a ship.

Every ship and every author deserve love and there will always be people interested in what you have created. Don’t let immature people dictate what is Ok and what is not. It is good that people have different tastes and also to know when to avoid stuff that you don’t like, but that is in no way a reason to call people and their work “shit” or “gross”.

Please let this fandom be an awesome and positive place to share our creativity! Don’t let others put you down! ❤

anonymous asked:

Could you post any nct smut suggestions?

Disclaimer: there is a lot of good NCT smut out there I have yet to read, so if you feel you or another authors story should be in this list hmu with new writings bc I’m always luking for more^^
I honestly don’t read that much NCT smut, barely read fics these days tbh and when I do I read about other groups mostly lol
And also, I for real am super picky [ocd who?] and I think it comes with writing smut idk you tend to view smut differently after and maybe it just comes with aging, your tastes mature a bit. That being said idk if I would even recommend half of my shit lmao


First of all, stormae is one of my favorites!
she has a fic rec list
her masterlist is here most are not smut, still good reads

Hellion - Ten {@stormae}

Call Boy - Taeyong & Ten PART 1 & PART 2 {@caliboyjaeffrey}
Open Wide - Doyoung
& there are lots more on her blog :)

Look What The Cat Dragged In - Taeyong & Ten {@naughtykpopimagines}

Here is a list of recommended readings, not all NCT

Originally posted by nctech

okay once again “I didn’t mean to hurt anyone” is not an apology and does not take responsibility for the toxic things you do that have a negative affect on others. and sure, yeah, getting of this site is probably good for you or whatever but you nee to fucking know that the issue here that you need to work on? is not to “stop caring what people on the internet think about” you, but to listen when you are given genuine criticism and told that what you are doing is wrong and toxic and actually look at your actions and change your behavior to become a better person. that’s what growing it, not to stop caring what people on the internet think.

and that “bad taste” that you’ve left in people’s mouths is not some mysterious reaction with an unknown source, it’s you, being a liar and manipulating people and spreading hate and negativity and sure, you can throw this back at me and say all ive done tonight is spread hate about you and you know what? sure. you’re right. tonight i have said a lot of negative things on this blog but look back at the history of my blog and compare it to yours. i don’t thrive on drama i’m not doing this and saying these things because i enjoy the negativity that’s coming from it i’m doing it because i’m sick of your bullshit. ive had enough and i want to give people the chance to be spared of it because you don’t seem to be capable of change.

and going and saying things like people “feel like this is the only way to react to me” is BULLSHIT and you know it. how many times HOW MANY TIMES did i come to you and try to just talk to you about issues we were having how many times did i tell you “hey this isn’t cool and doing this hurts people” because in the six months that we were friends IVE LOST COUNT so don’t go off and say this is coming out of nowhere. it’s not. it’s long over due and i’m just sad that it took me so long to see that so many of my friends were right about you. this is not “the only way to react” to you it’s the only way that you might LISTEN and consider that you have SERIOUSLY hurt people.

and you know what i don’t even know if you’ll see this because a) you have me blocked and b) supposedly you’re staying off for a while but i hope you do see this. because i need you to really REALLY understand that this is not coming out of nowhere. this is not illogical slander or hate this is many MANY people grown tired of your actions and your unwillingness to take responsibility for them like the grown-as 22 year old ADULT that you are.

and for the record? agreeing and saying that a fucking INFANT baby looks overweight and you’re “concerned” for her health? when she’s a perfectly normal chubby baby with healthy fat rolls? fucking disgusting. You should be ashamed of that.

anonymous asked:

Hi, do you have any prompts for short fics?

Hm maybe sth like this:

Person A makes a problematic post on some internet site.
Person B calls them on it and due to misunderstanding it all goes to shit.
Person A tired of this mess goes on Person B’s blog to explain the misunderstanding in private conversation but instead they discover that because of their heated argument, that started to get other people involved, Person B receives anonymous hate messages.
Person A feeling extremely guilty, deletes all the problematic posts and sends apologies to person B.
But then has a mental breakdown because now person B can think it was them anonymously sending those messages because they ah, so conveniently noticed the issue.
What happens next? Will A and B come to terms? Or will it all remain just another bad-tasted, unresolved internet drama?

I don’t know, just an idea

anonymous asked:

Do you have any advice for quick but effective characterization without making it feel like I'm just cramming in character details? I'm planning a project where I basically have a ton of characters (31 now) in one setting and I tell mostly one-off stories featuring each of them, but I'm worried either they'll seem underdeveloped or the stories will be so full of characterization there's no room for anything else. It is gonna be character-driven, but there still should be some plot and setting!

I just sent an ask about ensemble casts and hit the character limit before I could add this, but I love your blog and I really appreciate you for filling it with such good advice and inspiration, and also for being by far the most approachable writing blog I follow! You’re very friendly and helpful and have great taste and it’s awesome! 

fhsklasuhleaiwhsng Well then. If that doesn’t make a writer smile, I don’t know what will. Thanks, Anon, that’s a very good thing to hear, since approachable is exactly what I strive for here. Now, you’ve given yourself a doozy, but don’t be too discouraged. There are ways, but you’re going to have to be willing to work on them. They often don’t come naturally to us. Let’s think about this a bit:

You want your characters to be distinct. They should be recognizable and memorable, leaving a lasting impression on your readers about who they are as a person, and the kinds of things they deal with in their life. How can we get across to our readers in short, concise, camouflaged ways that these are full, round, complete characters with a wealth of experiences and background and stories behind them, without actually putting all of those experiences and background information and stories right out there on the page in huge dumps? That’s the hope, right? That readers are able to walk away from a story with the distinct impression that there’s a lot more to this character than what they’ve just read, right? I think so. How can we portray that?

Make it clear they’re good at stuff, but also bad at other stuff. Show your readers what this character is made of! By virtue of being human, they won’t be gloriously fantastic at everything, but their past will lend them at least some skill with other things. Showcase those. Make sure there are moments in your stories that allow your character to shine, and other times when they’re allowed to fail spectacularly. Those failures or successes don’t have to be big, grand, plot-informing moments, but having a character choose a dagger instead of a sword during training will tell your audience things about how they grew up and what they’re naturally comfortable with. Having them struggle with lighting a fire but being able to mix salves and bind wounds will inform your readers of all kinds of minuscule background details as well as personality ones without the need to come out and say, “Baldric always took care of others first and himself last.” Let those moments shine briefly, even if they’re not plot-crucial.

Let them reference stuff when they talk. Everybody does it. During conversation, someone says something and it reminds us of something else, and we say things like, “That happened to me once. I mean, not the mouse thing; it was an iguana for me,” and, “Tell me about it. My sister once sat on the lid of a trunk in the middle of summer because she thought it was funny.” The key to characterization is remembering that you don’t have to go in depth and tell the whole thing for it to be effective. It’s okay to let your readers imagine what the rest of that story could be.

Your narrator is your best friend. Your narrator is there for exactly these kinds of things. Maybe showing isn’t conducive to the story and you need to do a little telling. No problem. Narrator to the rescue. Again, remember that short and to-the-point is key. Don’t mention things that aren’t relevant to what’s happening at the moment, but if there is something that adds to the reader’s understanding of the moment, feel free to briefly reference it using the narrator. “Gerret didn’t remember a time the Matron hadn’t stood her ground against the Legion. He got the distinct impression she cared more about the gods than the crown.”–and then move on. Little character details and backstory can be interwoven with current events as long as you put it in the lens of your point of view and you don’t dwell on it very long.

Additionally, when you’re trying to imply relationships the were built up before the events of the story–friends who’ve known each other for a long time, sibling rivalries, whatever kind of relationship–the way your characters interact with one another will tell the audience a heck of a lot. A character ruffling the hair of another is immediately a signal of affection without ever having to say, “The two infantrymen had been friends four years, two of which saw them in the midst of blood and battle.” Take advantage of the interactions that carry background connotations and let them do some of the speaking for you.

I’m just going to leave this here, too: Know what you’re okay with your readers not knowing about a character. Just think about it.

Texture building, my friend, that’s what I call all these little, short mentions you can slip in here and there–little details that don’t need more than a sentence or two to divulge and help give the readers impressions of grander things out there and behind your characters. It’s hard, unnatural even, and takes a bit of practice. Don’t fret if it’s not until editing stages that you’re really able to get those moments into shape. If your first draft is full of info-dumps, that’s okay. Getting it out on the page so that you can understand exactly what you’re trying to portray is helpful, too. Do what you need to do to get a good feel for what you want to include to help readers see the depth. Sometimes those crucial details don’t show themselves until you’ve already written the info-dump.

Good luck, writer, and thanks again for your kind words. -Pear

BTS reaction to gf sneak eating his snacks.

Anonymous said:Yay every thing is back open!!!! Can I get bts reaction to gf hiding something under the covers when they walk in, and then finds out she eating his damn snacks because she ate all of hers. Love the blog😶✌


Rap-Monster: “So this is where they all went huh?”

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

Suga: You: “I’m going to the store to buy some snacks, what kind of stuff do you want.” Him: “What ever tickles your taste buds.”

Originally posted by jeonbase

J-Hope: *Confronts the snack snatcher* You: *Leave the room, forgetting the snacks are under the covers* Him: *Keep looking under the covers* You: “What do you keep looking at?” Him: “Come over here and you’ll find out”

Originally posted by hoseokwhy

Jin: You know how much this boy love food, why you do that to him?

Originally posted by namjin-fangirling-again

Jimin: When you leave the room he finds his snacks under the covers and starts eating them. You: *walk in* “What you…” Him: *GIF*

Originally posted by sugakookie

Taehyung: Turns the tables around on you. You: “BOLD! are you eating my snacks” Him: *sarcastic tone* “Oh these yours, I didn’t notice”

Originally posted by btstaehyunged

Jungkook: “You like this flavor too, I also adore it, that’s why I bought it.”

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies