also if you could send good vibes my way it would be appreciated

Summer Solstice Celebration!

Hello my lovelies! 
Only one week left until the Summer Solstice and I am just beaming for the upcoming celebration! I decided to make another post like my Spring Equinox celebration one since you all seemed to like it so much. I do plan on having a bit more of a ‘proper’ ritual and celebration of the day since that Monday I have off from work, but here are some other low-key ways that I am going to celebrate the day. I’ve split it into two sections of day activities and night ones because the Summer Solstice can go all night long and I plan on doing a whole cycle’s worth of things. 

During the Day:

  • Greet the sun! I know it’s going to be an early sunrise, but if you’re there to greet the sun, you’ll be starting the day off on the right foot! You can either just lay in bed and watch the sun rise from your window or head outside and do a sun salutation, both will give you energy!
  • Wear your favourite summer clothes! Shorts, tanks tops, t-shirts, sun dresses- even flip flops if you can get away with it! The colours associated with Liltha are reds, oranges, yellows/golds, blues, greens and white! 
  • I’m going to be setting my citrine, clear quartz and peridot stones absorb the sunlight throughout the day- other gems that would love to be out on the Summer Solstice would be fluorite, sunstone, agate, carnelian, and any stone that is green or yellow in colour! But you best check to see if it’ll fade in colour before you set it out all day. If that might happen, then the moon light will work just as well. 
  • For lunch, enjoy a summer salad filled with summer berries like strawberries and blueberries, apples, leafy greens and a sweeter dressing! The berries are a great way of celebrating what the summer will bring for you. 
  • Get outside! I don’t care if it’s for five minutes at your lunch break or an hour long hike like I plan on doing, but get outside and live in nature! Breath in the fresh summer breeze, feel the sun on your skin, meditate and be with nature. 
  • There are so many ways to drink summer in- literally! Lemonade, iced tea, fruit juices, herbal teas like chamomile, rose or lavender will be such a great way to get just that little bit of summer in you. 
  • Today is also a great day to try and interact with the faeries and fae folk. Leave a small offering of milk and honey (or a honey cake!) outside in your garden, in a park, on the outside window ledge, and the fae will appreciate the gesture! Who knows- that could be the start of a relationship between you and them. 

At Night:

  • Have friends over or go out to dinner! If nothing else, the summer solstice is about celebrating with friends and family! It’s about being thankful for what you have and getting excited for the summer, so get together and discuss your upcoming summer plans! Who knows what might come out of it?
  • Listen to music- your favourite music, and sing your heart out! The god Apollo (the Greek god of Light, Sun, music and poetry) is one of the many gods who will be thriving off the activities of today and you can honour them by just enjoying music and art. 
  • Light candles- or your barbecue! Traditionally, this sabbat is celebrated with a balefire (outside campfire), but if you’re like me and lack an outside fire pit, then lighting up the bbq and cooking up some veggie or meat kebabs will be a good way of making a feast and substituting the ‘real thing’. No BBQ? No stress- light up some candles and watch it glow. Bonus points if they are coloured or scented to match the holiday. 
  • Make a craft for the summer- a flower crown, a bird house, a sun catcher. I know I plan on making a flower crown and perhaps painting that day, but so long as you create something, spell or not, it can honour the day’s celebrations.
  • Watch the sunset- like watching the sunrise, watching the longest day of the year come to a close will be an amazing way to celebrate the whole of the Summer Solstice. 
  • Are you of legal age? Have a drink of summer wines or berry ciders- just remember to give either the first or last sip to nature, the faeries will find it! 
  • Decorate your home for summer and for the summer solstice by incorporating some common symbols as decor- seashells, fresh flowers like sunflowers, daisies, carnations, and peonies, little statues of birds, deer, faeries, feathers from birds, and shining crystals. The summer decor, beach house look is always a popular one during June and July so you’ll bled right in.

So this is the rough outline of what I plan on doing during the Summer Solstice! I am going to do a spell that day I think, but I haven’t decided what just yet. I’m thinking a motivation spell or a creativity spell, so I can charge up my summer and all the writing I plan on doing. All I know is that it’s going to be a great day! I hope that I have inspired you to celebrate, regardless of how busy you may be that Monday. 

I hope you have an amazing week and a fantastic Summer Solstice! Love you all and sending all my good vibes out to you for this summer.

-Faye xx

Wanna One Kang Daniel Prince! AU (Part 4)

And here we go, the last part of the Prince AU! Get ready for a wall of text, this is about 50% longer than the other parts (oops). Anyway, this has been such a fun series to write. You can find links to other parts here: 1, 2, 3. Enjoy! (You + Kang Daniel)

Originally posted by parkvmins

  • “(Y/N), do you like me?”
  • oh my god no nO NO non non ono noono nO NO NO what do i s ay oh myg od
  • “Uh, no I don’t, weirdo,” you nervously laughed, backing away from him, turning your face away from him so he couldn’t see the blush that was running to your cheeks
  • Daniel stood up, eyes curving playfully, his gaze boring into you
  • “Hmmm… I heard everything, though, (Y/N),” he walked closer and closer to you, you carefully backing up in response
  • What the hell does he think he’s doing right now oh my god
  • “What did you hear? You must be hearing things, I never said that I like you, you should get your ears checked out,” you replied, unable to meet his strong gaze
  • “There are different ways to say you like someone… and I heard,” Daniel began, poking your cheek, “someone here saying they wouldn’t mind marrying me… at all,” he finished, smirking
  • Suddenly, you had a sudden rush of confidence, standing up straight and looking Daniel right in the eye
  • “Well, last time I checked, “wouldn’t mind” doesn’t mean the same thing as “want to”, in fact all it means that I’m completely neutral about marrying you mister,” you replied, wiggling your eyebrows at him, walking right past him to take a seat on the bed
  • You were too focused on stopPING YOUR OWN HEART from exploding out of your chest to notice Daniel’s quiet “oh” in response to your comeback
  • And Daniel was having problems of his own: for some reason, he was… disappointed by your response
  • Suddenly, he didn’t want to talk with you anymore or finish his homework/lesson with you, and silently walked to his own end of the bed, climbing under the comforter, resting his head on the pillow to face away from you
  • He honestly felt like punching something or slamming his body against the bed but willed himself to complete stillness, not wanting to communicate his feelings to you in any way
  • He didn’t realize how excited and happy and built up he had gotten when you had whispered to him, thinking he was asleep
  • And now he knew he shouldn’t be mad, but here he was, unable to talk to you for some reason
  • You were shaken up as well, on the opposite side of the bed, and climbed in without a word, confused as to why Daniel had suddenly stopped talking to you… was he angry?
  • You laid down there, unable to fall asleep for some reason sometimes sneaking glances at Daniel’s huge curled up body
  • You fell into sleep, emptily staring at him from afar, confused about what was happening
  • Daniel, on the other hand, was unable to rest and forget about the night’s previous events
  • He tossed and turned in the dimly-lit room, sometimes facing you, looking at your sleeping face
  • Why am I feeling like this… 
  • He silently raged at himself, never having felt this way before, before one clear and frightening thought entered his mind
  • I wanted her to like me.
  • That was it. That’s the entire explanation, and he still struggled to understand why he wanted that
  • Daniel fell asleep out of exhaustion, his last thoughts before he drifted off being a complete mess
  • zzzz good night you two
  • The next morning, you groggily opened your eyes, only to find yourself face to face with Daniel’s shirt
  • It took a couple seconds for you to process the position you were in: all snuggled up in Daniel’s chest, his arms holding you against him
  • You two slept in the same bed literally every night, and this had never once happened in all that time
  • Keep in mind the bed is huge, and you two are all the way shifted to one side, leaving the other side completely empty
  • Nevertheless, you couldn’t will yourself to move out of Daniel’s grasp, you wanting to stay in this position… for as long as possible
  • You didn’t make a move, and closed your eyes again
  • In your logic, you two were on your side of the bed, so whatever happened wasn’t because of you, so you just went with it
  • You had no idea that Daniel was also awake and pretending to be asleep LOL
  • He was equally shocked when he woke up; he had no idea how he ended up in this position over the night, but he found himself enjoying the feeling of your body warming him up
  • He hoped you wouldn’t feel his heart racing, your face right on his chest
  • And the both of you just laid there, trying to keep yourselves perfectly still, secretly appreciating the other’s presence as much as possible
  • Y’all dumb af lol
  • You two would have just laid there forever until you turned into corpses, if not for the intercom interrupting your peaceful silence
  • “Prince Kang, Miss (Y/L/N), please wash up and join the family for Lunch at noon.”
  • that dAMN security system… the Queen and King are probably watching us like we’re characters in a movie, deciding to “wake you up” now
  • You both twitched in shock from the noise, sitting up in the bed, eyes finally meeting one another (and you two were both pretty much wide awake by now lol)
  • “Oh- um hey,” Daniel greeted you, the first words he had spoken to you since last night
  • You cleared your throat, “hey, good morning”
  • It wasn’t every day you saw Daniel at a loss for words – he was quiet and you two just looked at each other before getting up, mutually agreeing to pretend like last night and this morning never happened…
  • …or so you thought.
  • You were on your way out of his room, mumbling that you would go wash up first, when you heard Daniel’s voice call out from behind you
  • “(Y/N).”
  • You stopped, and turned around, to come face to face with Daniel – when had he gotten so close?
  • You looked at him, not having time to say anything, when his bunny teeth poked out from between his lips
  • “You like me. You totally do.”
  • wait. what? where was this coming from…
  • This time, you had nothing to say to Daniel, and just blankly stared at him, waiting for an explanation
  • Daniel smugly smirked at you, before continuing
  • “Maybe you don’t realize it, but you totally like me, I just get this vibe from you,”
  • “What are you babbling, get ahold of yourself man” you said, kicking his leg and running away
  • You didn’t know what Daniel was trying to pull here, and honestly he wasn’t sure himself
  • He just wanted not to be awkward with you, and for things to go back to normal – and that meant teasing you, even if it was over something that wasn’t… confirmed
  • And maybe, he was hoping to himself that it was true, and telling you that you liked him made him take his mind off the fact that there was a possibility you didn’t, serving as a source of comfort for him
  • Over the next couple weeks, you could count on Daniel to catch literally any small action you did and turn it into a “you like me” thing
  • Every night he would set up a pillow barrier between you two, claiming that other night that you jumped him and he was trying to “protect” his “purity”
  • Even if your hand slightly touched him for one reason or another, he would get all on your case about that
  • “OH I CAUGHT YOU!!!” or “What can I do, I’m so charming, even you couldn’t resist me”
  • Sometimes he’d purposely set you up, asking if you wanted some of his drink, and when you agreed he’d tease you for sharing a drink with him
  • Most of the time you were just too done to respond to him, only managing an eye roll or glare
  • Ong and Jaehwan saw all of this happen, and would give Daniel the "really bro” look every time (just to go unnoticed by him)
  • To them, it was obvious that all this teasing was just a sign that he had a huge crush on you (which they had picked up a while ago)
  • They’d whisper about Daniel right in front of him lmao
  • “Daniel is good looking, but really bad at dating”
  • “I have no idea what he’s doing”
  • “What a freak”
  • “It’s funny how he claims (Y/N) likes him over the dumbest things but he can’t realize he likes her over the same teasing he does to her”
  • “That’s dumb Daniel for ya”
  • Daniel was really like a little kid, unable to figure himself out
  • He was the type to tell someone directly when he liked them, but he hadn’t seemed to have figured out his feelings for you… weirdo
  • So you were stuck with all this teasing, but you were in too deep in your own feelings for him that you didn’t even care at this point LOL
  • Everything was stuck in this strange limbo between friendship and dating until one day, when you were to take a multi-day trip to attend a competition for one of the clubs you were in at school
  • And of course, Daniel made this big deal about you going to miss him
  • “If you get too sad while I’m not there with you, feel free to call me or anything (Y/N), I’ll make sure my phone is always turned on for you, I wouldn’t want you to be sad on your trip,” he teased, poking your cheeks (he tended to do that a lot lol)
  • The line between joking and serious was completely blurred at this point, and for the time being you didn’t make an effort to clear it
  • “Sure thing, fella, I could say the same to you,”
  • You went on your trip, and on your end it was for the most part uneventful
  • After all, you were already self-aware of your emotions for him, and you had already come to terms with missing him for a few days
  • but the case wAS DIFFERENT FOR MR. KANG HERE
  • He had laughed at his own jokes over sending you off, but once you had left, he was an absolute mess
  • That afternoon at the coffeeshop, Daniel barely spoke a word to Ong and Jaehwan, and kept checking his phone and putting it back in his pocket over and over again
  • After a while, Daniel couldn’t take it anymore, and told Ong and Jaehwan that he had to leave
  • “I think I’m feeling sick, I have no idea why, my head hurts for some reason, I’m going to go home early today guys”
  • Jaehwan and Ong already knew that if they told Daniel he liked you, he would just deny it and tell them they were crazy
  • This one, he had to figure out on his own
  • Daniel couldn’t focus at all; when he arrived back at the palace, he had no idea what to do
  • For some reason, he couldn’t remember what he used to do after school before you lived with him
  • He tried playing computer games and eating food but couldn’t stop checking his phone
  • “She definitely misses me, why isn’t she texting?”
  • He even checked his temperature, trying to find the cause of the weird feeling that was taking over his body
  • He flopped on his bed, staring at his phone and flailing his limbs around because he’s strange
  • Daniel found himself mindlessly tapping his phone to almost call you multiple times before catching himself and stopping
  • But on one attempt, he failed to stop himself and the call went through, unbeknownst to him LOL
  • “Hello?” Your voice called out from the other line
  • wa w ahat (Y/N) how is she here what why is she on the call
  • He quickly came to the wrong conclusion, that you had finally called him, quickly getting cocky again
  • “Ah, (Y/N), looks like you finally caved in and called me, I know you couldn’t resist, you totally missed me, but what can I expect if you like me so much,” he cackled out
  • You were, obviously, extremely confused as to what was happening
  • “Daniel? I didn’t call you though,” you replied
  • “Yes you obviously did, Miss (Y/N)”
  • “Daniel. Literally check your phone, you’re the one who called me, if anything, according to your own logic, this means you are the one who misses me and you like me, idiot”
  • wait, what? Daniel checked his phone log, the outreaching arrow indicating that he was the one who had started the call, his eyes nearly popping out of his head when he saw the symbol
  • He sat there in silence, shocked, still on the call
  • “Daniel? Are you still there?” your voice reclaimed his attention
  • “yeah,” he responded, shocking you – in that one word, you heard softness and vulnerability
  • “Uh- are you okay? Did something happen?”
  • Without thinking, Daniel finally let loose the words that had been sitting on the tip of his tongue for so long, shocking the both of you
  • “I think I like you, (Y/N).”
  • “What?”
  • Everything was becoming clear to Daniel – how had I not figured this out earlier? You’re literally such a fool, he thought, scolding himself
  • More confidently this time, he repeated himself
  • “(Y/N). I definitely like you. I miss you too.”
  • “Oh my gosh, I can’t believe this is happening now, Daniel I’m literally on a bus right now,” you quietly laughed into the phone, hoping the sounds of the bus were too loud for others to hear your conversation
  • Hearing your laugh made Daniel’s heart literally flutter, his feet kicking his bed in happiness
  • Everything was finally making sense, and that was in itself comforting
  • “Sorry I didn’t tell you before, (Y/N), I literally just figured it out. Like 30 seconds ago,” he giggled back at you
  • “You’re so dumb; this whole time you were the one making fun of me and telling me that I was the one who liked you, you fool”
  • “Well, I mean, you do, right? Like me?”
  • “No, I don’t, and now I’m going to tease you about liking me for months!” (you couldn’t hold back at this momentary revenge on him)
  • But Daniel felt his heart drop at your answer
  • “Wait, you don’t? But- but you always stare at me and joke with me and we’re just perfect together you have to like me!” Daniel cutely protested, and you completely gave in – you were a total sucker for him
  • “I’ve literally liked you since that holiday party months ago, don’t even I’ve deadass been waiting for a sign from you since forever” you replied, unintentionally confessing more than you had intended
  • “Wait what? Since the party? Oh my god, you’re SO into me, and I’m never going to forget it”
  • “Ugh I’m hanging up, I can’t believe I told you that,” you said angrily, but Daniel heard the smile in your voice
  • “Okay, we can continue this juicy information session later then, dumbo”
  • “Bye sweetheart”
  • “…never call me that again or I will end you”
  • “I thought you were leaving? Can’t seem to end the call with me? You really are in too deep girl”
  • “Shut up I’m going now” you hastily hung up
  • And the both of you just sat in your respective locations, with huge grins covering your faces
  • Not once could you two have a prolonged nice moment without turning to harass the other… but nevertheless, it felt so right
  • For the next couple days of that trip, you two called each other every night, but throughout the day solely communicated through those sticker emojis on the text message app (wtf)
  • When you returned to the palace after what seemed like the longest 4 days of both of your lives, Daniel was the first one to greet you, opening the doors of the palace himself, urging the servants to let him do it himself
  • You began to greet Daniel with a simple “hey”, but he immediately smothered you in a tight hug, making the servants giggle in shyness behind him
  • “Dan- dude I can’t breathe” you mustered out, your face smushed against his chest
  • All he did was laugh in response and drag you to his room, quickly closing the door behind him and holding you still in front of him, his hands cupping your shoulders
  • He looked like a complete puppy, happy and shy and excited at the same time
  • He still hadn’t said anything, and was still laughing, breathing heavily at the shameless running the both of you had just done
  • And just like that, you felt his lips on your forehead, there one second and gone the next
  • “Oh my gosh, that felt as good as I imagined,” he breathed out, sTILL LAUGHING LIKE HE WON’T STOP LAUGHING
  • You could only look at him, taken completely by surprise, rapidly blinking due to the closeness between the two of you
  • “Can I do it again?” Daniel asked, finally getting a hold of himself
  • “Like you asked the first time,” you muttered, feeling your heart dance as he wrapped a hand around your waist, pulling you closer to him
  • “Good point. Sorry about that. Can I do it again though?” he cockily asked
  • You snatched up some confidence you didn’t know you had, and pecked his lips in response, making the both of you pink
  • “Um- I couldn’t reach your forehead,” you sheepishly explained, leaving Daniel the one in shock this time
  • “Oh, sorry, I should’ve asked,” you apologized to Daniel, confused at what he was silently thinking
  • “No. It’s fine.” he rasped back at you, his eyes changing to something more… intense, before nodding at himself and simply embracing you in a hug, patting your hair with one of his hands
  • “I’m glad you’re back,” he mumbled into the top of your head
  • “I was only gone for a couple days, Dan”
  • “Still cmon you missed me too,” he prodded, slightly nudging your leg with his knee
  • “Yes I am aware”
  • “I mean, not like I had to ask, you’re the one who’s liked me since the holiday party, jeez”
  • You stepped away from him in response
  • “Oh, you wanna go there? Really? You’re the one who confessed over the phone after calling me and proceeding to claim that I was the one who called and missed you”
  • “HEY”
  • Welp, there goes that moment NICE ONE GUYS
  • And the two of you were all weird again, bickering as usual…
  • but you wouldn’t have it any other way :’))
  • The both of you officially dated from then on, making the King and Queen very happy about the development
  • And yes, they did tell you to begin preparing for grandchildren after you two got married, making you two very embarrassed LOL
  • You two actually didn’t talk about marriage, but it was looming over your heads
  • Jaehwan and Ong were relieved that Daniel had finally figured himself out, and they complained to him about all the times he annoyed them over it LOL
  • You two actually went out alone sometimes now, but for the most part your relationship was the same as before… except for the occasional attempts at romance and… intimacy aHEM
  • Daniel would do the cringiest things, like say dumb pickup lines and help you put on your shoes, calling you “princess” (which makes sense)
  • You would be mesmerized or disgusted by these efforts, and frequently made fun of him, but you both just liked each other so much so it didn’t matter much LOL
  • The King and Queen absolutely adored the two of you, and were incredibly satisfied that their master plan had resulted in fruits of success
  • They caught you exchanging your first “love you”s and blushes and the Queen literally screamed jfc
  • (why Daniel said “love you” instead of “thank you” when you passed him the juice at dinner one day was still unknown to this day)
  • And slowly, over the course of weeks, the both of you drifted together before sleeping, getting closer and closer until one day you both just began falling asleep in the other’s arms, both of you extremely content
  • And one night, as you two were drifting off together, Daniel’s voice softly called out to you
  • “(Y/N).”
  • “Hmmm?” you groggily responded, about to fall asleep
  • “I already call you my princess, why don’t we just make it official?”
  • Suddenly, you were wide awake – did… did he just propose to me?
  • Like you two were already set to have an arranged marriage in the next year according to the parents, but why were these words making you so happy?
  • “W-what?” was all you managed to get out, a smile already forming on your lips
  • “(Y/N), you know what I mean. Let’s get married?”
  • You couldn’t hold back your excited squeal as you pulled yourself into Daniel’s warm chest, quickly nodding in response
  • A year ago, you couldn’t imagine being proposed to, in the middle of the night, cuddling with the nation’s literal Prince Kang Daniel, but here you were… and now this life seemed not only normal, but necessary
  • “Okay, sounds good. Good night Princess (Y/L/N),” Daniel whispered, as if he didn’t just propose to you a minute earlier… 
  • And you loved him for that.
  • “Night, Daniel.”

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Originally posted by fydaniel

A/N: Ahh I hope that ending was alright… guess I wanted to keep it a simple contrast to what happened right before that 😉 This part came out to be longer than the others, but I really wanted to finish it up this time. Hope you enjoyed!

I haven’t been updating as frequently as I am preparing for pre-college things, but I also don’t want to rush so that I can make sure to put out quality writings that I feel confident about. Hope that makes sense!

Thank you once again for all of the patience! I know many of you have been waiting for a while 💖

🍓🌙🌹Strawberry/Rose Moon Ritual🍓🌙🌹

For the strawberry/rose moon this year, I will be performing a ritual to honor beauty and self love*, as that is what I associate strawberries and roses with (along with the more obvious romantic love, but this particular ritual focuses on self appreciation, glamour, and honoring the rose and strawberry. I worship plants, so this is what works for my practice). 

The basics of this ritual is to honor the plants (and their spirits if that’s your thing, like mine) under the beauty and wonder of the moon. In exchange for your thanks and offerings, they may bless your desired items with their energies. 

Before beginning, since the moon, the strawberry, and the rose all have multiple correspondences, it is best to decide ahead of time which correspondences you are seeking during this ritual. For this moon ritual, I will be working with the following correspondences this year. 

The major materials and correspondences I will be using 

🌙The moon:

Balance: To place myself in a more balanced place, ready to accept the new energies coming my way through this ritual. 

Sensitivity: To remain sensitive. To energies, to vibes, to myself and my needs.

Peace: To still the battles within myself, to accept different terms, to accept how things are.

🌹The rose: 

Love: because of the roses properties for love, this can be used on the self as well

Protection: roses can also be used for protection. In this spell, it shall be to ward myself against my thoughts that would attempt to undo my progress. 

🍓The strawberry:

Love: because I dig those vibes 

Happiness: so that when I use the objects I charm, they make me happy


Any materials you want to charge with the properties mentioned above. Tools, jewelry, cosmetics, articles of clothing, anything you would use or hold to make yourself feel better when you’re feeling low. Also, SNACKS

My extra: I will be charging some rose water with the moon. Whenever I use it (every morning) I will have these properties placed upon me. I also will have bread, kombucha (I can’t drink alcohol so a floral kombucha has been my substitute for ritual) and some actual strawberries to enjoy during the ritual. 

The Ritual

pregame notes: The first part of the ritual is about honoring the energies you plan on petitioning first. The blessing and charging of your items is a bonus that occurs later. I feel this method to be more effective for me because the qualities I am honoring kind of pre-charge the area before I cast it upon my items. Basically, I feel surrounded by those energies and am therefor, more effective as a witch. 

- Set the stage

I take some time to really get the space just right. I cleanse my space, and pre-set my intention as I do so. I place everything I need in my area before I begin. 

Tip: take your time getting your items. Throughout the day, just make a “ritual pile” of stuff you’ll set out later. This gives you time to come up with ideas on what you want to work with. 

Do you actually have roses and strawberries? Awesome! Set them out! If you don’t, that is totally fine! Consider drawing them on paper or an object you would like to represent them. You could even print off a picture of them, or just use pics on your phone. 

 - Set your boundaries, if you do 

Do you circle cast? I personally cast a sphere if I am doing spirit work, however during rituals like this, I find my wards and shielding I already have in place work just fine, so I do nothing during this stage. 

- Greet the desired energies 

Welcome the moon, gaze upon it and notice small details. Actually look at the craters, look at the color. Does it have a ring? Is it cloudy? How is the light working with the sky right now? Tell it (aloud or in your head) that you welcome and honor it’s balance, sensitivity, and peace (notice I specifically called to the energies I want to work with) on this day. 

Welcome the strawberry (if you have some, hold some). Gaze (or think about) the details of the strawberry. Check out it’s color, the seeds, the texture. Tell it (aloud or in your head) that you welcome and honor it’s love and happiness on this day. 

Welcome the rose (if you have some, hold some). Check out it’s color, the petal texture, the smell. Think about it’s symbolism, and the traits you adore about it. Tell it (aloud or in your head) that you welcome and honor it’s love and protection on this day. 

- Meditate on the energies

When I say meditate, this can mean several things. Yes, you could put in a lovely guided meditation here to greet and work with the energies. In fact, since I worship plants and their spirits, I’ll probably meditate to communicate with their energies (i’ll make another post on that meditation at a later date). 

But not everyone likes or can do meditation to that extent. You can simply continue to think about the properties of each energy you appreciate. You can just spend some time fiddling with them (randomly hold strawberries while thinking about how good they taste if you need to). 

The point is to take a moment, a real moment, to feel their energies, their abilities. 

Atheist, or not into the spirit side of things? Try a mindful moment about how the strawberry came to grow, the rose, or how the moon is so glorious. Think about their symbolism and impact on beliefs and cultures from an objective point of view. Whatever you are comfortable with, connect with, or find fascinating. 

The purpose of this part is to be a little humbled and in awe of these things. That can be done through spiritual contact, just feeling the energies, or just appreciating them! 

- Petition for their aid in charging your items

Everyone may have a different way of doing this based on their practice. If you did the meditation, there’s a chance you already asked for help. 

Either way, now is the time to place your rose and strawberries (or items symbolizing them) near, on, or under the things you wish to charge. 

Hover your hands over the items and direct your personal energy towards them. I don’t typically do chants, I focus on visualizing my intent.

“See” the energy flowing from the rose and strawberry into your items. They work in, around, and through your things, ingraining their abilities within them. If it helps, you can also just think of the colors you would associate with those intents swirling around them. 

Once the energy from the strawberry and rose has worked it’s magic, I call down the energy of the moon. I petition it to send it’s energy of balance, sensitivity, and peace. I picture it’s powerful light beaming down onto my objects. This “seals” and charges things up, consider it an activating boost 

- Snack, give thanks, and close the ritual 

Near the end of the ritual is an excellent time for snacks if you brought any (if working with friends, spiritual or IRL, now is a great time to mingle a little and discuss your experience).

If it feels right to you, you can also consume the strawberry(ies) you charged. 

At this point, leave an offering for the rose, strawberry, and moon. Thank them for their help (for those that are uncomfortable speaking to them, you can just have a moment of gratitude) and leave them what you deem appropriate. For this specific ritual, I will be leaving some water and a bit of my kombucha behind. 

As you ready yourself to leave, do your normal closing routine (I’m being intentionally vague here, as some may feel the need to take down their circle, sphere, cleanse afterwards, or whatever it is you do for your practice). 

Bonus tips: 

- create a sigil to represent the rose or strawberry, and draw it on the supplies you charged!  

- charge a nice hand held mirror in the moon over night. Use it to charge crystals, cards, or herbs with the moon’s properties later! 

- leave some water and the roses in moonlight over night. The next day, make some rose water! It will have strawberry/rose moon properties! 

-  Make this your own experience, it’s important to do whatever you feel results in the most impact.


*Note: Self love in this post is referring more to self peace and appreciation. The peace needed to move forward to whatever your goal is. You do not have to be happy with your body, your attitude, or your current life situation to do this. For many, the traditional version of self love is difficult to achieve, and that is okay. You don’t have to feel warm and fuzzy towards yourself, this is more of a “be still, so I can grow” type of self love. A balm for your soul. A nod towards yourself, if you will.

Help Me Get The Girl part 13 (Grayson Mini-Series)

Description: Grayson seeks out your help to get your friend to fall for him.  In exchange for your help, Grayson promises to take care of your freshman brother when it comes to being bullied.  What you two didn’t know is that even though helping each other would ideally be beneficial, there would be a series of events that would make you two question whether this was a good deal or a disaster in the making.

Word Count: 2,192

Warnings: Language.

A/N: Well, here is chapter 13, it’s more laid back but I really enjoyed writing it!  Thank you for joining me on this journey so far for this series!  I hope you enjoy this part!

Your POV:

I had walked up the stairs to Theo’s room which was up higher in our home, almost excluded from the rest of the rooms.  I was leaning against the doorframe while he typed away on his computer.  At first I thought that it was homework that he was working on for his online high school, but I soon realized that it wasn’t.  He was mumbling under his breath what he was typing.

“He laid, still as can be with his hand tightly clenched around her necklace that she had given to him days ago.  What a beautiful memory to drift away to.”

Smiling to myself, I realized that he was writing which was something I didn’t know he liked to do.  I’ve been told that writing can be therapeutic to people, but I had the feeling that he had been doing this in secret for quite some time.  

“That was beautiful.” I told him.  He jumped up, twirling around in his chair with wide eyes.

He quickly turned back around, saved his document, and closed the window.  “Shit!  Don’t you know how to knock, Y/n?”

I laughed at his outburst, taking a step into his room, “I couldn’t see anything, really, all I could hear was what your were grumbling.  I came up here to catch up and see how things have been for you.  You haven’t been too talkative lately.”  He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, seeming unsure of what to do, so I prompted him some more, “I brought you an orange soda and skittles!” I brought them forward from behind my back, dangling them in front of me.

Eyeing his favorite treats he squinted in thought, obviously contemplating whether or not to take the bait.  After thinking it over for a second he smiled and said, “Can we go on the roof?”

“Of course we can!” I chuckled, tossing him the soda.

We were sat on the roof, chugging our drinks and popping the skittles like our lives depended on it.  Theo kept tossing his up in the air and catching them in his mouth while I tried to catch them before he got the chance to eat them, but he tossed them in a way that I was always a second away from snatching them.

“So,” I started as I set my drink down, “How’s online school going?”

He shrugged, “It’s meh.  I mean, it’s nice because I don’t have to deal with those neanderthals always pushing me around, but I do miss being at school with my friends.”

“A specific friend?” I teased, wiggling my eyebrows at him.

His cheeks turned a deep shade of red as he bowed his head, “Maybe.”

“Layla.” I dragged the final ‘a’ out.

He ran a hand through his hair, “She makes my bones ache when I see her, but a good ache.  It the kind of ache that reminds you that you’re alive and that the person who is making you feel that way, is there for just that reason; to remind you that you’re alive.”

I raised my brows at him, an impressed expression covering my face, “That was poetic and I didn’t know you could talk like that.” I said truthfully as I bumped my shoulder against his.

“She makes me a poet I guess.” he said as he leaned back and stared up at the night sky.

“Gross, that was mushy.  Too far.” I groaned as I joined him, my back resting against the roof.

“You’re right,” he laughed, “I’ve written for a long time.  I’ve just never shared it with you guys.  I will say though, she inspires me to write more romance within my stories.”

“Romance,” I scoffed, “Romance obviously has love at the center of it and love causes problems.”

He snorted, “What’s up your ass?”

“Nothing, I’m just being realistic.  Love is like this monster that sits on your shoulder continually telling you to take one road and when you get to the crossroads it steers you in a completely different direction that takes you right back to the beginning.  And once you’re there, you’re still all alone, driving in hopes that you’ll finally get to your destination.  It’s tragic, honestly.”

“My gosh.” he grumbled uncomfortably as he shifted a bit, “Could you be more negative?  I think love is a beautiful thing.”

Sitting back up, I pulled my legs to my chest, “As I said, love is a monster, but I will admit… it’s a damn beautiful monster.”

Theo dumped the remaining skittles into his mouth, chewing as he said, “Fuck monsters, man.  I’ve got an angel.”


“So, why not sleep with both of them?” Ayla asked as she stared at the table across the cafeteria.  Both Ethan and Grayson were sat at the table together, but there was no Grace.

I had gotten so used to sitting with Ayla, Jason, and Nicole that it just became my permanent spot.  Neither of the boys seemed to mind, they continued to banter back and forth, quite a bit of the time there were a few other guys who would join them partway through.  

“That’s not how you settle things like this.” I snapped, sending her a quick glare.

“She’s right, Ayla.  The correct way is to see which one buys her more gifts.  Especially lingerie, oh yes.” Jason said before they both roared with laughter.  I could tell that Nicole was trying her best not to laugh, but was failing to do so.

“You both suck.” I let them know as I threw a napkin, hoping it would hit one of the two of them.

“The truth is,” Nicole started, “You go with whichever one makes your heart happiest, and if you feel like that’s going to be a decision that you won’t be able to make, you let them go, because it’s unfair to them and it’s unfair to yourself.”

Both Ayla and Jason stared at her with their mouths hanging open and their eyes wide like deer in headlights.  Nicole’s eyes shifted back and forth between the two of them, even taking glances at me.  I’ll admit, I was equally as shocked as them.

“What?” she squealed, throwing her arms up.

“That was the deepest thing you’ve ever said.  I’m pretty sure it’s safe to say that you’ve never been that serious in your life.” Jason told her, resuming eating, the initial shock calming.

“Well, I mean, I wasn’t quite done.” we all groaned when she spoke those words.  “I was also going to say that I hope you end up with Ethan because dangly earring over there is too delicious for me to handle.”

“There she is…” I joked, sending a smile her direction.

She shrugged innocently, “It’s not my fault that God blessed him with perfect assets.”

“They’re twins.” Jason stated as if she was an idiot.

“They don’t look exactly the same.” she defended, “They’re both good looking, but I want to be the conductor of that train,” she gestured towards Grayson, “Choo choo!” she gestured like she was sounding off a train whistle.

“Gross.” Ayla said under her breath.

“HEY!” Nicole shouted, “HEY TWINS!” she said again.

“What are you doing?” I asked her.

She ignored me, “ETHAN AND YOU!”

“His name is Grayson.” Jason said in between bites.

“ETHAN AND GRAYSON!” she corrected, finally getting their attention.  “COME SIT WITH US!”

Exchanging looks, both of them got up with their trays in hand, walking over to our table.  Ethan took a seat next to me while Grayson sat next to him with Ayla on his other side.

Looking at the twins and then in my direction Nicole said, “What a dream.”

“A dream?  What dream?” Grayson asked, clearly confused.

She looked him straight in the eyes, “My dream.  My ultimate fantasy.”

“Okay…” he said, looking over to me, “How’s your day going?”

I tilted my head a bit, “Fine.  Routine.  Basically on autopilot as usual.  What about you?”

“Just going through the motions.” he replied, looking back at Nicole who was still eyeing him.  “Are you ok?”

“I’m fine.  Just waiting.  Waiting for that green light.”

Eyes still on her he leaned and whispered something in Ethan’s ear.  A few seconds later Ethan leaned over and whispered, “Gray thinks she’s a bit… odd.”

“She is.” I quietly said back, my lips unintentionally brushing against his ear.

After finishing lunch Grayson grabbed me before Ethan had the chance.  We talked about school and life.  He asked about Theo and how his schooling was going.  He just kept the conversation casual which I appreciated because normality was what I had needed in that moment.

“So,” he said as we came to a stop in front of my classroom, “I know that between Ethan and I, we haven’t made things easy for you.  But, I want you to know that I meant what I said whole heartedly, and in no way am I trying to say that I feel more for you than Ethan does, because it’s impossible to compare the two of us and our feelings.  I just… I don’t want to pressure you more, but have you thought about it at all?”

I should have known that it wasn’t going to continue to be small talk.  I should have known that we would come back to this conversation, but stupid me fell into the trap.

“I think– I think that I’ve been thinking too much lately.” I told him honestly.  “I’m starting to feel like maybe it’s my heart’s turn to take the wheel and when it’s ready, it will let me know what it wants.”

He nodded, “That’s understandable.”  The warning bell sounded off, telling us that we only had a minute left to get to class.  “I have another question and it’s not about that,” he reassured me, “Who is that Nicole chick?”

I giggled, “She’s the self-proclaimed new girl.  She’s amazing and we’ve become really good friends, which I needed because…” I trailed off thinking about the situation with Grace who I haven’t spoken to in a couple weeks.  “Because I feel like it’s time for me to have a fresh start and rid myself of negative vibes.”

“That’s understandable as well.  She’s kind of a weirdo.” he laughed awkwardly.

“Yeah she is, but I love it.” I smiled.

“She’s pretty entertaining,” he started to back away, “I should get going though.  I can’t be late for class again.”  With a contented smile I nodded to him and watched as he walked down the hall, not noticing all of the girls ogling over him as he passed.  He would never know how amazing he was.


“Okay!” Nicole said as she jumped in front of me right as we entered my house, “Screw, marry, kill with Ethan, Grayson, and Jason.”

Each time I tried to move past her she shifted her body so that I couldn’t get around her.  “Fine!” I shouted, dropping my bag inside the door, kicking my shoes off, “Screw Grayson or Ethan, marry Grayson or Ethan, and kill Jason.  I’m pretty sure that Jason would rather be dead than marry or have sex with me so…”

“Oh gosh that’s not how it works, you can’t say both of them.  I’d totally marry Grayson though because then I could screw him whenever I wanted.” she covered her mouth and then gave me a look full of fear.  “That was so rude of me, Y/n, I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what?” I asked, finally moving past her, shutting the door behind me.

“I just… I know you’ve got a thing going on with the two of them and me making these comments isn’t appropriate, no matter how badly I want to jump his bones.” she smacked her hand against her head, “I DID IT AGAIN!”

I nearly cackled, “It’s fine!  It doesn’t bother me.  I know that you mean no harm.”

“But, you’re my friend, I shouldn’t be so outwardly flirtatious and verbal about it.  I apologize.” she said sincerely, following me to my room.

I sat on my bed, Nicole making herself comfortable next to me, “He asked me if I had been thinking about things.  I told him I was done thinking and that I was allowing my heart to lead me.” I told her as I leaned my head against her shoulder.  “I just want this to be over.  This never should have happened.  I’m a high schooler, I should not be feeling these emotions already, right?”

“It’s life, Y/n, you never know when or what you’re going to feel.  It just happens.  But, I have an idea and I want you to trust me.” she slowly pulled her shoulder out from under me.

“What?” I asked, nervous for what was to come next.

She clapped her hands together, “I’m going to ask you a question and I want you to answer it with the first thing that comes to your mind.”

Hesitantly I answered, “Okay.”

“If right now there was someone approaching your front door ready to whisk you away on the greatest adventure of your life, who would you want it to be?  Grayson or Ethan?”


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Unrequited (Jon Snow x Reader)

Originally posted by jonsnowsource

aishsanap said:

Hey can you do one Jon imagine for me where she loves him but he doesn’t Thank you

A/N: Thank you so much for this awesome request! I was really nervous to write it but I turned on some sad music (the ones of the rejection and broken hearts variety, of course), and channeled my inner rejection feels. Let’s see how that goes. 

I’d like to also add that I was a bit unsure of which way to begin this. I hope you’re okay with the fact that it’s starting at the beginning, right before Jon left for the wall. 

Warning(s): Rejection, Sad thoughts (don’t know if this counts as a warning, adding it just in case, because you know, negative vibes and that.)

Jon Snow was everything you thought you wanted. He was kind, handsome, caring. He had that broody and mysterious feel to him, something you admired. Never had he once been rude to you, in all of your years of being his friend. The two of you were incredibly close. You teased each other relentlessly, in good nature of course. You often spent time with him, so much in fact that you were practically inseparable, which everyone around you took notice of. Sansa often “oohed” at you, playfully nudging you and asking if you liked him. Jon was teased by Robb, who liked to say “Go for it,” before shoving Jon over towards you.

Every time one of those things happened, you’d blush. Truth was, they were absolutely right. You did like him. You always had a crush on Jon, but as you grew older, it blossomed into something stronger. Love. You weren’t sure if he felt the same way, but alas, one day you received your answer.

It was the day that you learned of his plan to go to the wall, to join the Night’s Watch.

“He’s what?” You gasped at Robb.

Robb accidentally let it slip that Jon intended to leave, and of course, since you were his friend, you did not take the news well. Robb’s eyes widened as his mouth fell agape, realizing that he just messed up. Big time. You stood up from the wooden post you had been leaning on, and approached Robb angrily.

“(Y/N), hear him out before you-”

Whatever he was going to say, you ignored. You stormed past Robb, bumping into his shoulder as you passed. It did not take you very long to find Jon. He was talking to his uncle Benjen in the stables. Jon noticed your approach right away.

“(Y/N)-” He immediately raised his hands as if to say calm down, but of course, that would not work. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?!” You shouted, interrupting his words. The people who were passing by all paused to look at you, but you did not care. You were far too angry to care.

Benjen whispered something to Jon before walking off, leaving the two of you alone. You were ready to yell at Jon no matter who was around to witness it, however it was probably a good thing Benjen left. You knew this could get real ugly real fast, and you’d prefer to keep other people out of it.

“I was going to tell you, let me explain.”

“By all means, go ahead,” You crossed your arms over your chest and stared at him expectantly.

“I’m a bastard, (Y/N). I have no place here.” Jon said. He lowered his gaze, looking at his boots with his brows pinched, the way he often did when he was thinking. You knew how much it bothered him, being a bastard. He had told you that there were times he did appreciate it, as he didn’t have some of the same responsibilities his siblings shared, but you knew that it bothered him all the same. The name Snow haunted him.

Your anger faded, and was instead replaced by sympathy. Jon felt out of place here. He would always been seen as the bastard Jon Snow rather than simply being seen as Jon.

But you did not care about his title. You loved Jon Snow, bastard or not. You would love him no matter what house he was from, no matter his birth rank. Perhaps you could convince him to stay. He did have a place. He would always have a place. It was by your side, or so you hoped, anyway.

Carefully, you stepped closer, and placed your hand on his cheek.

“You do have a place, Jon. With me.” You whispered. His eyes widened, his lips parted as if he meant to speak. Your nerves were on edge now, every part of your body begging you to move closer, to close the distance between you so you could finally meet his lips with your own.

So, you did.

Your lips barely brushed against his, the contact sending a shiver through your entire body. He did not move; Jon was completely still, but he didn’t pull away, either. You took this as a sign that it was okay to continue. You wrapped your arms behind his head, resting them around his neck, while you pushed the kiss further. You wanted more, but you were left wanting as he suddenly gripped your arms and removed them from around him.

Stumbling back, it was nearly impossibly to keep the tears from beginning to rise within your eyes. Jon’s breathing was heavy, his eyes still wide with shock.

“I-I’m sorry, (Y/N), I don’t-” He shook his head and stepped away from you.

“You don’t…” The tears finally spilled down your cheeks. You did not bother to wipe them away. Your mind was forming the words you knew he wanted to say, but you could not bring yourself to say them. He did not feel the same way. The thought made your chest ache, tightening so that it felt like you couldn’t breathe properly.  “I’m sorry, it was foolish of me to assume-”

You were unable to speak anymore, as your throat constricted and your mouth dried up completely. You wiped away the big droplets of tears that slid down your cheeks as you turned and ran off, ignoring Jon’s voice as he called for you to come back. You didn’t stop running until you were past the gates of Winterfell, in the cold of the snow outside. Jon told you many times to avoid going out there alone. It was dangerous, he warned you, but at the moment you couldn’t care less what he wanted.

As much as you wanted to be mad at him for rejecting you, you knew you couldn’t. He couldn’t control his feelings, just as you couldn’t control your own. It didn’t matter how you felt. You could still feel the ghost of his lips on yours, but it was fading, replaced with a deep feeling of dread and regret. 

Jon did not love you, and he was going to leave, no matter what you wanted.

This realization left you feeling far colder than the snow ever could.

Meeting Roman Reigns.

I went to the World of Wheels auto show in Rosemont today and met “The Big Dog” Roman Reigns. To be honest with you straight up, I was never a huge Reigns fan. I preferred Ambrose in The Shield and always felt Roman receieved too bulletproof a push to the proverbial moon when the crowd reaction just wasn’t there. Fans in my own personal demographic (male, mid-late 20s, smarky) hate his booking and how inorganic his rise to the top has been. A stubborn, insistent Mr. McMahon loves “The Guy,” so he’s pushed as Superman babyface while the crowd boos. Would it be easier to satisfy fans and just turn him heel already, so the boos match his actions in the ring? Nope. And I learned why tonight.

For starters, Reigns is over like a motherfucker. There were, I would estimate, in the neighborhood of 650 people gathered trying to get a piece of the Roman Empire. I arrived to the convention center two and a half hours early, around 1:30 p.m., for a scheduled 4 p.m. signing. I didn’t get to shake his hand (forgot to shaka or fist pound, damn it) until about 6:15. And when I got out of the line, finally, there were about 300 people still waiting in line for a chance at meeting him. It’s funny: there were more men in line to meet him than just about any other demographic. Weird, right? When I met him, I actually jokingly apologized on behalf of my fellow adult male fans, and he also noted that there were more grown men there than anybody else. There were definitely tons of ladies, though. And kids. Reigns draws them all out, but yeah, especially surprised by all of “my people.” Including two guys, a man in his 30s and his elderly father, who would serve as my line buddies for the afternoon. It’s always nice meeting fellow marks, and these two were cutely mark-y. Hating the heels like they’re supposed to and such. It was wonderful.

I wanted to document a bit of the scene of a WWE autograph signing for those who couldn’t be there, or were on their way and wanted to see what they were getting into, so I took some short clips and posted them to my Twitter. Before I knew it, I was being retweeted by 20, 30, 40, 50 people and fan sites. Little 10-second videos I considered inconsequential to anything or anybody, were “liked” dozens of times. Fans – almost all female and younger than 21 – replied to my tweets with affirmation. It really opened my eyes to the fact that Roman Reigns is the most polarizing WWE Superstar since John Cena, and those who love him absolutely cherish him, while those who don’t like him will pay $20 on top of $15 parking just to boo him. (That particular contingent was uproariously minuscule, and I can probably count them on my two hands, and I’m sure they were half-joking because seriously, “hating” Roman Reigns is “cool” now, and the “in” thing to do. I’ll admit, I boo him because it’s fun. And, accordingly, I will cheer for him when he turns heel. Because of course.)

A word about those under-21s: I teach middle school girls on occasion, so I understand them. Plus, I have a sister; I grew up with a teenage girl. But, man, what a contingent of folks. The bombardment of notifications on my iPhone throughout the afternoon, after using just one hashtag (#worldofwheels, take a spin, if you will) was incredible. These girls run in packs, and like most women, they are something us men do not comprehend: They are “there for one another.” When one Roman fan speaks out, so do others. And it’s all positive stuff. The meat and potatoes of Roman’s fan base, at least socially speaking, are, I guess, a bunch of “stans.” And I mean that in the best possible way. Having been a part of my own group of wrestling fans my own age and gender, it has always been difficult to see outside that bubble of fandom. Today changed that. Although I didn’t meet one of these stans, I have to say, I dig the positivity. I dig the good vibes they send this particular wrestler. These aren’t people to bitch about booking or backstage nonsense, or what rumors they heard. They’re just loyal fans who get excited over the giant Samoan guy similar to the way girls got excited by those fab four British lads way back when.

The highlight of the night for me, beyond shaking The Guy’s hand, was meeting a mother, father, and 13-year-old son, who happened to have special needs and was thus on the opposite side of the stage, where those with special needs wait for Roman to come down to meet them individually. Long sentence there, but we’re really cooking now. What astounded me about this happening was just how loving these parents were to their son. The mother said something to the effect of, “[Meeting Roman Reigns] is going to make his day. It’s going to make my whole world.” And the boy stood there, so patiently, so excited. But so patiently. Surrounded by fellow marks for five hours, some of whom counted the minutes with the tap of a finger on the face of their watch, some of whom panicked over what kind of photo they were going to get with The Big Dog. But this boy was quiet and so respectful. Talking to him, giving him a high-five, telling him that he’s about to meet one of the coolest wrestlers I’d ever met (and get a totally terrific one-on-one photo with him, as well)… great stuff. It felt wonderful, witnessing this family do its thing, taking such pride in their little boy, whose birthday is tomorrow, whose day was about to be made by meeting his favorite Superstar. To him, Roman was a hero. To experience the sheer joy of that boy, again, top stuff.

Stepping outside my comfort zone, meeting a wrestler I honestly was on the fence about, proved quite fruitful today. I got to meet a new group of fans that thought entirely different than me, and with more positivity than comes with being a fan my age, and that’s just one takeaway. I also walked away with a greater appreciation for the guy behind The Guy – how charitable he was with his time, how happy he looked to be there, I could go on. I’ve invested a lot of time over the years meeting my share of wrestlers, and Roman Reigns is up there with the coolest of them all. So respect to him, and his fans, for today, today was pretty all right.

hey guys! so if you don’t already know, the annual Bellarke Fanfiction Awards have been cancelled. (if you’re not caught up, you can read the official announcement here)

while i know a lot of people are disappointed, i just hope you guys remember how much Work the BFF Team puts into organising this every year. these girls work their butts off trying to make every year’s awards bigger and better so that all of us find new things to enjoy about it. they’re a huge part of cultivating fan content appreciation in our fandom (not just fics, but vids/gifs/edits too). besides that, they spend large chunks of their time just keeping the BFF blog going, providing us with a steady stream of reblogged/original fic, doing their best to locate and recover every forgotten/lost fic when we can’t remember the name of that one work we loved. (seriously, have you ever tried to search for a specific fic based on someone’s vague, fuzzy description? it’s hard, fam. imagine doing that, like, every single day.)

with that in mind, it would be really nice if we could all put aside our gripes and complaints about fandom for, like, a minute, and take a moment to acknowledge and affirm this awesome team made up of Real Human Beings for their tireless, heartfelt contributions to the blog and to the Bellarke fandom as a whole. 

SO, let’s play a game!

  • click here to go to the BFF askbox!
  • send something nice their way – a compliment for the good work, a small ‘thanks’ for everything, or maybe something sweet you’ve always thought about them but never really thought to say to them!

i don’t want this to come off as “HEY GUYS GO DO THIS THING FOR ME PLS AND THANKS” bcos that’s not what this is about. BUT as extra encouragement, i’m going to open up my own inbox for five-sentence prompt fills! 


  • like this post once you’ve sent in your appreciation message to the BFF Team
  • you are NOT required to reblog! (unless you just want to spread the word!) 
  • send me your Bellarke prompts here and i’ll write you a five-sentence fic 
  • this isn’t foolproof verification at all ofc so we’re gonna have to go on a little bit of faith here, lmao <3 honour system, folks! (e.g. don’t send me a prompt when you never sent any good vibes the BFF Team’s way)


i’m pretty sure there’s a special place in all our hearts for the BFF blog and the BFFA, and i’m willing to bet i’m not the only one who wants to give something back to our lovely BFF Team. if you’d like to jump in on this, PLEASE REBLOG to let people know that you’re taking on this challenge! the more fic writers in on this project, the more love that’s gonna be sent the BFF Team’s way! =)

first and foremost thank you to my girl quinn for this edit. i wish i had talent. anyways i finally hit 1k and so this only felt appropriate. thank u to everyone for following me even when my url was bonedaddystrome. here we go.

i have so many favs on here i truly don’t know how i narrowed it down to this many people!! i probably forgot a bunch of people too so please don’t be offended!! here we go now for real:

@fornothingisevilinthebeginning ; @franson ; @nazemkadri ; @codyglasser ; @nickschmaltz ; @cargojorts ;  @stevenstamkos ; @waynesimmmonds ; @waynesimmonds ; @nevmar ; @dubnyk ; @stmichaelsmajors@goaliechants ; @yammermoto ; @domdwyer ; @skeletone ;  @slamilton ;  @liabllity; @goonmarner ; @marlleau ; @chiznasty ; @niall1993 ; @centerice  ;  @alldoggsgotoheaven@stephenstrasburg ; @firewlw ; @ronaldreghan ; @codyyglass@puckfucker ; @kyleseagered ; @phoenixcoyotes ; @garybettman ; @seimoneaugustus

now for the good stuff:

julia @vorewaulkers: u are the light of my life and the sun in my sky. i don’t know where or who i’d be without you and your jarjar binks icon watching over me. idk what to say that hasn’t already been said. i love you so much. but i fucking hate this url. jesus

ash @pbergeron: QUEEN of stanning club college hockey and having sideblogs. queen of the city of chicago. queen of stanning brady tkachuk. thank u for always having something nice to say and thank u for always gassing up my selfies and thank u for inventing the boston bruins so that i could continue to stan charlie mcavoy after he left bu.

syd @torontos: SYD good god we’ve been mutuals forever and it’s been a blessing the entire time. thank u for blessing me with ur selfies and for having god tier taste in both music and musicals. sorry for reblogging the luck puck 37 times and for always accidentally calling u std. it’s never on purpose i swear

quinnstopher robin @harrisonjack: i love u i love u i love u i love u SO MUCH ur edits are SEXY your tags are HILARIOUS the posts you send me are TOP TIER and your friendship is truly ONE OF A KIND. thank u for making this follow forever possible with ur mad skills. ur an absolute ledge

olivia @werenski: THE QUEEN OF GIFS AND USA HOCKEY!! i truly don’t know where i’d be if i couldn’t ask you for video links or info on ntdp. you’re sweet as hell if u don’t ever change your url because u have so many good ones. also i’m actually siced for october i cant wait to meet up. the world isn’t ready. i hope you always stay as real as u are and that clayton finally unblocks you on insta bc you deserve it

eme @mitzvots: not a single day goes by that i don’t thank the world for having a friend as funny or as talented as you. thank you a million times over for the office au, for all of your recs, and for always speaking up for yourself (and us) when no one else wants to do so. thank you for doing so eloquently. i love u. slay my lofe

vic @drunkmomfriend: vic u truly are the best caps stan out there. i see your posts on my dash constantly because ur funny as hell and i’m always like damn! wish i could relate. you have like the coolest vibes and i would literally kill to have a job as cool as yours. thank u for joining me in making the dmv the best place in america. i couldn’t do it without you

🅰️ndi @nolanpatrick: bonch. ur funny as hell ur reaction pics are lit your selfie game is strong ur SWOLE as fuck and your daily snaps give me so much life. william nylander might be ferda but not as much as you. drake talks big, but you are in fact the real life actual 6ix god. don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

georgia @sheaweberismyrealdad: i will never truly respect you until you buy the chungus shoes but whatever. i would die for your ig feed and when i finally work up the courage to cut all of my hair off know that it was because u inspired me. thank u for being hilarious, for all of the random stuff you tag me in, for being one of the only two valid strome stans, and for saying adidas the way you do.

kayla @liasandersson: i cant believe i’m mutuals with the founder of the everett silvertips AND the calgary flames how wild is that? anyways your threads changed my life and i started watching big brother just so that  i could understand what you were talking about. i would die to have as many urls as you have that is true power. nothing but respect for MY #1 bella hadid stan

steph  @crouses: not to get senti but ur like the older sister i’ve never had but always wanted. thank you for always talking the best and most eloquent shit, and for having the correct opinions on everything ever, and for having the reaction pics i need, and for giffing things for me. you’re the other valid strome stan i mentioned i hope you’re proud of your brand. don’t get eaten by the floridian wildlife. i’d miss you so much

anu @mbappe : hey big water.

shai @barznasty2point0: the entire second half my summer consisted of staying up until like 5 am to talk shit and it was a HOOT and a HOLLER. thank u for finally getting me to watch the most important ndtp video of all time, for always spilling the best tea, for reading all of the bullshit i write, and for being the colin to my casey.

anu for real this time: dude ur like the funniest person i’ve ever met every post you’ve ever made belongs in the library of congress. ur a lil invalid sometimes but we’ve all been there. thank you for not being BLIND and joining me in stanning nate bastian. i love how you kind of have a smile and

-hands, and how we are both the number one woke bae stans. he doesnt deserve either of us.

mina @seguins: i love u minarals! ur an amazing writer and the best combination of shady and sweet possible. ur the only valid stars stan. thank u for appreciating erik karlsson with me, for brightening my day with always talking about stuff im too stupid to understand, for talking MAD shit, and for everything else. ur a real one. ilu.

crow @drunktext: so im a bitch AND im stupid but we already knew that. anyways huge fuckin shoutout to the inventor of california, emo bitmojis, on brand snap @’s, stanning the sharks and the preds, and name dropping. i hope to one day ball as hard as you do. you’re truly the realest one on this website and i respect you so much for it

stardustandseas  asked:

hello molly hall! i'm a college student and my new job starts today, but i'm kinda nervous since my last job was a ShitShow where my creepy old boss yelled at me and called me names and i had like three panic attacks in five days there lmao. anyways if you could just send your (i'm sure very strong and powerful) good vibes my way i would forever appreciate it!! (also here's a joke for your troubles: why did the scarecrow win an award? because he was outstanding in his field.)

HELLO, my glittering shard of glass on a newly-dry beach! your old job sounds gross and bad and i am so glad you aren’t there anymore. i am sending you not only vibes but also my astral projection to accompany you to your first day on the job!!! don’t worry about feeding me, on the astral plane the only food we need is the smiles of the people we are haunting. just consider me a very friendly ghost, but also know that my sense of fairness is very rigid and it’s possible that if anyone is mean to you, i will fight them. i’ll try to resist but honestly can’t promise anything. 

at the end of the day, please return me 2 my body by looking in the mirror and saying, “PLEASE GO HOME, I DID NOT ASK FOR THIS AND DO NOT WANT IT.” 

Scorch My Soul ~ part 1

Jim Kirk is many things, from lifeguard to expertise flirt and a wisher of a more accomplished life in-between. He is not, however, a believer in the paranormal side of the world. But when his car breaks down in backwater Georgia and good, handsome Samaritan Leonard McCoy comes to his rescue he might start believing in miracles.

Until his dream starts turning into a nightmare.

note: this is going to be a romantic thriller/horror/ghost McKirk story that I hope will have a Southern Gothic vibe… scary romantic with a twist?


The amber leaves of autumn are a small whirlwind down the asphalt in the wake of the red Chevy that’s just sped past the Welcome Stranger sign.

The sky is blue, the sun pleasant in a way only a late autumn sun can be and the rumble of the car’s V8 mixes unexpectedly well with the beautiful flow of Einaudi’s piano.

The weather’s perfect for a road trip which is all the better for Jim’s hardly covered half of his journey from Miami all the way up to just south of Des Moines. One world to another and he both dreads and anticipates the moment he’ll cross the Iowa state-line marking his first coming home in over six years.

Now, though, his mind is far away from his nephew’s baptism and the reality of seeing his family again – he’s never visited them since he moved south, chasing a dream of freedom. Instead, he’s enjoying the sun, the rolling hills and considers staying in the area for the night because he’d love to see the sun rise over the neatly lined rows of pecan trees.

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This is my new work of art.
I won’t say anything about it. 

A luxurious car is waiting on the corner of “Grib” boulevard, in front of an old Italian style building. One of those old buldings that have the aura of respect. With its high staircase this place screamed “real business”. The whole boulevard is full of old buildings. You can easily feel the Italian mafia vibe from this place. As we speak very important business is going on in the old house from awhile ago. Guns are held in one hand, ready for any moment of unbearable burdensome tension. It’s clear that this bulding is home to illegal deals and business.

Suddenly a handsome man in a nice dark blue, almost certain that is Gucci, suit comes out the building,followed by two bodyguards and an older man, easily recognised as the Italian mafia boss Senior Dante Alpecco. He is here all the way from Italy to make business with the handsome youngster. The Senior offers a handshake to the younger man. He, of course, accepts it and holds the hand of his partner shortly and tightly. 

“I’m thankful for your assistance Senior Alpecco. The goods will be delivered to you late Sunday noon.” the italian smiles in return and with specific accent said “It’s always pleasure working with the Park family.”

The man in the Gucci suit, by now we are certain that it is indeed Gucci, turns around, swiftly enters the back of the car making a gesture to his bodyguards,that knew exactly what they had to do and left their boss alone in the car with his trusted friend and driver on call Jungkook. “Jungkook, let’s go home.” said the man looking at himself in the looking mirror. He isn’t older than twenty five, with black hair and a cold expression crossing his handsome features. “Though meeting?” asked Jungkook looking at his friend in the same mirror. “Though can’t explain it. All I want is to go home.”

After fifteen minutes solid ride and no more talking,the car stopped in front of a house with big gate.

The gate opened and the car parked in a garage next to five more luxurious sport cars. The driver-friend came out and opened the door for the handsome man to leave.
Gucci from head to toes stepped out of the car,offering a warm glance to his friend. “Thank you, Kookie. I really appreciate what you did. Without you, by now the whole empire would have crumblesld.” the other man offered a warm smile in return getting back in his car. “Of course. I get money from this you know. Ahh, Jimin?!” our main character turned around fast. “Yes Jungkook?” the younger man offered even bigger smile, causing his bunny teeth to soften the whole macho vibe he usually has around him. “Kiss her from me.” Jimin let out a relieved sigh and nodded.

 "Sure old friend.“

Jimin, by now known as the man in the Gucci suit, the protagonist of this story, opened the door of the garage that connected the garage and the house. Actually not sure if house is enough to describe the mansion Jimin lived in. 

The three floor massive building was made of the finest materials. Marble floors, original paintings hanging on the walls, enormous rooms on all three floors, no matter the fact in the mansion there were around 10 people helping out the young prince of crime.

Now lets explain. This massive building was a present from his father for his twenty birthday. His fathers job by the way is being the king of the local mafia. Which of course was enormous. It delivered all kind of illegal services. Which made the Parks, son and father,one of the richest families on the continent. All of that meant that Jimin was deeply involved in his fathers business. The boy was a prince. All women fell for him. One word from Prince Jimin and their panties were wet. That made him a good businessman. He was able to sell anything if you give him one sign you were listening to him.

 But he didn’t want a woman. He had though history with women as a whole and not good impression of them. His parents were divorced. Jimin was given to his mother. His mother beated the shit out of him when he was little. Shocking, I know right? Actually Jimin found shelter with his father. Who really protected him and gave Jimin love, appreciation and education. 

 The crime prince hated not being in control of a situation, he took this from his father. His raven black locks he took from his mother. Piercing cold blue eyes that made anyones blood stop were a present from his grandmother, a wonderful strong woman Jimin adored as a child, before the whole divorce thing and hee death. Strong body and incredible stamina was the fruit of his own hard work to protect himself and her.

 "Jimin, are you listening to me?” his father brought the black haired man back to reality. “Yes father. You were saying that we should change the path of the buses with the goods for Alpecco. However, the police expects us to change the path by taking the small routes in the towns. Jungkook told me. You know the boy, he’ll never lie. After all, you are the reason he is alive and he trusts you with his whole existence. So instead of driving through the small routes, where we are expectes, I suggest letting them drive through the hallway. It will be faster for us and deceiving enough for the police. It’s proceeding by my plan. As always.” his father smiled proudly. Seeing his boy grow up and becoming a real man made him proud. He was just as intelligent as he needed to survive just fine. “Let’s proceed by your plan then. All I want is my goods to be here by Friday. So we can send them to Senior Alpecco for Sunday.” Jimin bowed lightly to his father. 

 "Jimin, your mother has written to my secretary. She wants to see you and her.“ Jimins whole mood got ruined in less than thirty seconds. "I’m sorry father, but I have no will or desire to meet…her. Also, I will never let this woman get even hundred meters close to her.” he says sternly,making sure he gets his massage across. “As you wish my boy.”

 Mr.Park is a massive man. Exactly like someone who got out of a mafia novel. With his white suit and matching hat, the whole town feares him and worships him as a God. Mr.Park takes care for his town, to be beautiful and lovely placenfor anyone who comes. He had no desire to become a politician,however. He was pefectly happy with the life he had. As they walked out of Jimins home, his father patted his son on the back in the most fatherly gesture and asked a few more times if he was sure Jimins plan will work.“Of course, Father. I have never failed you, have I?” just as Mr.Park was getting in the car he laughed remembering something.

 "Son, someone is really eager to see you and is high time for you to take care of it. She went out of her room, but got scared when she saw me and hid in your room. She only called Doyoung a few times. Enough for one night. Go see the joy of your life. And soon I want to see her too. Five years are enough hiding.“Jimin almost forgot about her. How could he? He saw his fathers car start the engine and Jimin told Doyoung, his most trusted butler, to lock the garage doors and go home. 

 "Actually, tell the whole staff to go home. You all worked hard for this week. I want to be alone with hee this weekend.” Doyoung bowed “Wise decision sir. She starts to feel your absence. I will go tell the others. Go to her.” Jimin only waited for him to stop talking so he can run backin the house. But stoped dead in his tracks remembering something. “Ahhhh…Doyoung?” “Yes sir?” “Stop calling me sir. We are the same age. It really makes me uncomfortable to be the big bad boss at home too.” Doyoung face lits up and he smiles. “Of course Jimin. Now…stop wasting time s-no, Jimin.”

Excited, Jimin ran as fast as he could back in the house, climbing the steps skipping one at a time, finding his bedroom and kicking the door open.There she was, reading Rohald Dall on the king sized bed. Her braids were neatly made by one of the maids, the ballerina skirt made a puffy cloud around her. She has a concentrated expression on her face. The words of the book aren’t hard, but the meaning behind them, are making the girl scratch her little nose and furrow her brows together. Jimin can watch her for days, without saying anything and it will bring him all the happiness in the world. When the small girl sees Jimin, her whole expression lights up, she throws the book on the bed, stands up and jumps in Jimins arms. 


The black haired boy lets out a relieved sigh, while he hugs her tightly to his chest. She gives meaning to his life and hope that not all women are bad. However, he is afraid of anyone who knows about her.

About his greatest weakness. His beautiful five years old daughter,Marcela. 

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Here’s my heavily self inserted drabble to kick off the Disney prompts, ha. If you end up reading it, hope you enjoy it. Also note, I’ll literally never be used to writing my own name in anything unless someone else writes it so I still used third person and (Y/N), but I did use my cousins names. This is also heavily wishful thinking and hoping, so any actual prayers or just vibes that I can make this happen one day would be more than exponentially appreciated. 

Modern AU Kylo +  “No matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep on believing, the dream that you wish will come true.”

The enthusiasm before you was enough to have you smiling from ear to ear as you sat on the hard cement in between Kylo’s legs. It had been around you for the past few days but you still couldn’t get over just how contagious it was. Smiles and all, your cousins enthusiasm wasn’t something you just saw, you felt it.

Excitedly Atheel gestured with his hands as he practically exclaimed in Arabic.

“And then the cars went ZOOMing! Like a real race car and we won the race!”

You nodded with a smile as you responded, “I remember! Was that your favorite?”

He nodded excitedly as he turned on the plastic Lightning McQueen toy in his hands. Rama turned herself towards you, her Minnie ears still perfectly placed atop her head. 

“My favorite was when we went spinning in the tea cups!”

“It was? I thought your favorite was meeting Cinderella.”

She shrugged with a smile as she scooted closer to you with her plush doll, “That too. I can’t pick one.”

“Fair enough, neither can I. Ok guys let’s sit down, the fireworks are gonna start.”

They both nodded as they came closer to you and Kylo, opting to sit closer to you during the show rather than their parents. To your surprise despite Kylo’s brooding demeanor your cousins seemed to warm up to him almost instantly. Insisting time after time that he come with them on rides or go find their favorite characters. To say the least, it was a grand relief to you as you weren’t sure how your family was going to feel about him on this trip.

Carefully the two sat before you, turning and talking to each other about their shared bag of candy. Looking at them excitedly debating over what to eat next you felt your heart swell. Almost as instantly as it did however, you felt tears just barely pushing their way forward. Mentally you cursed yourself, this was the last thing you were supposed to be doing in a moment like this. 

Almost instinctively, you swore it was his sixth sense, Kylo wrapped his arms around your torso and pulled you into his lap. Carefully he rested his arms around you as he spoke softly to you.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong I’m just…emotional.”

Kylo gently kissed the side of your head, “In a good way?”

You shrugged, “…Yeah.”

“You hesitated.”

“…This almost didn’t happen…and not because of plane tickets.”

Kylo’s grip on you tightened slightly as he shifted in place, bringing you even closer to his chest.

“Hey…it’s ok. They’re here, they’re ok. It’s happening.”

A single tear escaped your eye as you sighed just faintly, “I know…I’m just…in really happy disbelief that it is.”

He gently kissed the top of your head, holding it there for a moment before he spoke.

“They made it out, and they’re ok.”

You nodded as you released a deep breath, suddenly feeling Kylo’s hands attempting to soothe you with slow motions. Just as he placed another kiss to the top of your head you suddenly noticed Rama turn towards you with an ecstatically beaming smile.

“(Y/N), can we come back here?”

You smiled and gave her a nod, “We can come as many times as you want habibti.”

She faintly gasped in excitement, “We can?!”

You nodded and held out your pinky, “Once a year at the least I’ll bring you and Athooli, ok?”

She nodded as she took your pinky into yours before she pulled it towards herself and kissed it. The gesture alone was going to send your tears flowing the second she turned away.


You gave her a smile as she turned back around only to feel the tears instantly slipping down your cheeks. Kylo attempted to soothe you, now beginning to rock you ever so slightly.

“Ssh, don’t cry.”

“Can’t help it.”

After a few moments of rocking you Kylo spoke again.

“…Can I lighten the mood?”

You snorted, “You? Lighten the mood?”

“Today’s full of surprises.”


“You reminded me of a quote.”

You sniffled, “What quote?”

“Don’t judge me for memorizing it.”

Your brows furrowed for a moment before you felt his hot breath over the top of your head as he released a sigh.

“No matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep on believing, the dream that you wish will come true.”

“…You know quotes from Cinderella?”

“From the amount of times you make me watch the movies I figured I should start paying attention.”

You smiled, “Why did I remind you of that?”

“It suits you. You believed something good would happen, even when I watched you sob over the news and after phone calls, and now look at you. Look at them.”

Your heart swelled in your chest as you could feel more tears pry their way forward. Placing a kiss to your cheek Kylo craddled you close.

“Your wish came true.”

You sniffled as you watched your cousins excitedly bounce in place as the announcement for the fireworks went off. Scooting closer together they excitedly turned to you and their parents and jubilantly pointed to the castle. For once in their lives, they got to just be normal kids. A small smile tugged at the corners of your mouth as you watched them.

“It did.”

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Runs In The Family

Originally posted by thethingsthaticantsee

Requested by just-a-touch-of-writing:

“I wanted to say that I love your imagines and I was wondering if you could write one where you’re Owen’s niece and you and Zach don’t get along at first but you slowly fall for each other after the many near death experiences and he kisses you at the end.” 

Note: This person asked for a personal but unfortunately I do not write personals, I hope you love this imagine anyway, thank you for enjoying my writing! :) xx Also this imagine will not be exactly to the plot but I’ve tried to stay as close as possible x

Warnings: Swearing

“Can I help you train the raptors?”


You huff in annoyance and roll your eyes at his answer. You don’t know why you thought today would be any different but you had and now you feel totally bummed out. Everyday it was the same routine, you got up early, scoffed down your breakfast, threw on your denim shorts and Jurassic World t-shirt, chucked your hair up into a messy high ponytail, laced up your combat boots, walked to the Raptor’s pen and asked your Uncle if you could help train them and every day received the same answer. 

“Better luck tomorrow, kid.” Barry said patting your shoulder as he walked past you. You stare after your Uncle’s retreating figure as you groan. “Do you think he’ll ever let me?” You ask as you trail after Barry. “I can’t answer that, your Uncle is the most unpredictable man I’ve ever met.” He says as he begins to fill out some sheets. You were about to reply with ‘tell me about it’ when something catches your eye.

“Hey who’s that?” You ask nodding your head toward an unfamiliar car that just pulled up as three unfamiliar figures get out of the vehicle. 

“I don’t know, but they shouldn’t be here.” Barry says narrowing his eyes.

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Frazel Teen Pregnancy AU

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

Being pregnant sucked. Hazel felt nauseous every morning when she woke up. Her dad would come and check in on her, worried that she might have the flu. But every morning, she would tell him some excuse and that she’d be fine by the time she left for school. She felt horrible, lying to him. He took her in when she needed him the most. She had to tell him.

Hazel got to school, still feeling queasy. Her morning sickness didn’t come at it’s usual time today, and while she appreciated not puking at 4 am, this was comparatively worse. She leaned against her locker, trying to even out her breathing. There was no way she was going to puke in school, not if she could help it. Going home wasn’t an option. She had a test and a quiz today.

Frank walked over to her and wrapped his arm around her waist. He leaned down and kissed her cheek.

“Don’t touch me!” She growled and shoved him away.

“Whoa.” He said, holding both hands up next to his head as if he was trying to say, ‘I didn’t mean to’. “You feeling okay?”

“No. I’m gonna puke.” She grumped. “I also feel like crap.”

He rubbed her back, trying to make her feel a little bit better, but she moved away. Frank hasn’t seen her like this at all. At school, she seemed fine and ready to take on the day. But today was totally different. Her attitude gave off a “don’t-mess-with-me-or-I’ll-punch-you” vibe.

“Maybe you should go home. If you feel awful, then you should get some rest.” He told her. “Missing a day of school isn’t that bad.”

“I can’t miss school for morning sickness. It’s going to pass soon.” She told him. “I just have to puke and wait it out.”

Frank looked at her confused. If the answer was so obvious, then why hasn’t she done that already?

“If I puke, they’ll send me home.” She sighed, slightly annoyed. “I can’t go home. I haven’t told my dad about…you know.” 

“You haven’t told your dad about it?” 

“I can’t tell him.” She said, her eyes going to him. “He’s going to flip and probably kill you. I can’t have him kill you.” 

Frank looked down at her. He leaned down and backed away at the last moment, not wanting to be rejected again. “You need to tell him. We can tell him tonight if you want.”

“Fine. But I need the bathroom.” She turned away and hurried off to the bathroom, trying to keep herself composed before she threw everything up.


Hazel sat in study hall, trying to focus on work. But her mouth still tasted like vomit from this morning. She had to get through her quiz with the vomit breath. Ugh. Luckily, she didn’t talk too much today.

She heard the scraping of a chair against the floor to her right as someone sat down. She looked over and saw her friend, Annabeth. They played softball together both recreationally and for the school. Annabeth was a senior, like Frank, and probably valedictorian of her class. 

“Hey Hazel.” Annabeth smiled. “How are you doing? I haven’t seen you in like a week.” 

“Hi. Do you have gum?” She asked, trying to not face Annabeth. She didn’t want her to breathe vomit all over her. 

Annabeth opened the front pocket of her backpack and rifled through it until she found a pack. She took out a piece and gave it to Hazel who quickly opened the wrapper and put the piece in her mouth.

“Thanks. I’m okay. I was just sick a few days last week but I’m feeling better.” Hazel replied.

“That’s good.” She smiled. “So, some of the girls and I were thinking of playing a fun softball game this weekend. Do you think you can come?”

“Oh, uh, I don’t know.” Hazel stammered. “I got to see what I’m doing this weekend.”

“Okay. Just text me by Friday night.” Annabeth told her. “How are you and Frank? Everything between you two okay?”

“Yeah. We’re fine. Why? Did he say something to Percy?” Hazel’s heart was beating in her hears. Did Frank tell people what was going on between them? Maybe they noticed how weird he was when Hazel wasn’t at school and they had that little fight.

“Percy just noticed that Frank wasn’t himself for a few days last week. He didn’t tell us why but I guess now I know. He wanted to be with you when you were sick.” Annabeth smiled. “That’s so sweet of him.”

“Uh, yeah.” Hazel blushed. She was slightly glad that that was the only reason why Percy was worried.

“You two are very cute. Did Frank bring you over soup and tissues and stuff?” She asked. Her and Percy were dating and probably the cutest couple in the senior class. Percy was the hottest guy in their class and every girl wanted to date him. But him and Annabeth were perfect for each other. She was his impulse control and he kept her grounded to reality and not the books.

“Yeah. He did all that stuff.” She said, trying to keep up her lie. “He brought me a little stuffed horse to make me feel better.”

“That is so sweet.” She smiled. “Percy does the same thing. I think I have, like, ten get better stuffed animals. I told him to stop otherwise I won’t have enough room on my bed to sleep.”

“Yeah, I should tell Frank the same.” She forced a chuckle.

Hazel felt bad. She absolutely hated lying but she couldn’t tell Annabeth that she was pregnant. She didn’t want to look down on by one of her friends for a mistake that her and Frank made. This secret can only be kept for so long. Then there was no way of hiding it. The whole situation made her feel queasy. Even not telling her dad made her sick.

Hazel had to start telling the people close to her before they got the wrong idea about what was happening and why she always felt sick. The first person she had to tell was her dad.

Hired by BigHit: Boy Meets Temptation- Part 3

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Genre: Fluff (with sexual implications in future chapters)

Summary: As BTS’s new choreographer, you feel especially drawn to a certain dancer as soon as you meet him. You just left out one small detail during your introduction.

Parts: 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 [END]

Hired by BigHit Series: Taehyung // Hoseok // Yoongi // Seokjin // Namjoon // Jungkook // Jimin

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Touch Me


Summary: Ronan keeps touching Adam in one way or another. At first he’s confused, then he’s flattered, and it all goes on until he feels comforted. He doesn’t understand why it’s happening, but he doesn’t want it to stop.

A/N: This is my first ever Pynch fic (Raven Cycle fic in general) and I’m super nervous about posting it, but I figured if I never post that first fic I won’t ever have the courage to possibly move on to write more fics. This is basically just a bunch of moments where Ronan and Adam touch each other (in non sexual ways, mind you). Hopefully I didn’t make anyone too out of character. Feel free to send me some feedback, and I hope you enjoy it! As far as first fics go I’m quite proud of it.

Also! I started this before The Raven King came out, and it just so happens that my copy still hasn’t arrived as I’m posting this, so if something seems off please keep in mind that I haven’t actually finished the series yet!

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The night was chilly and magical; a typical autumn evening with faded and currently fading golden light illuminating their features. The slight breeze kept ruffling Adam’s hair, and he kept whipping his head around to get it out of his face. Gansey was talking to the whole group, but Blue was the only one to acknowledge his words. Noah was at her side, but he didn’t seem to be listening to them. Ronan was out of Adam’s view.

He watched idly as Blue reached out to give Gansey a light shove because of something he said, which he responded to with a confused expression that told them all that he had no idea what part of what he said had been wrong or offensive.

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anonymous asked:

forgive english, i am Russia. i come to study clothing and fashion at American university. i am here little time and i am very hard stress. i am gay also and this very difficult for me, i am very religion person. i never act to be gay with other men before. but after i am in america 6 weeks i am my friend together he is gay also. He was show me American fashion and then we are kiss. wWe sex together. I never before now am tell my mother about gay because i am very shame.

First of all YOU HAVE NOTHING TO BE ASHAMED ABOUT. regardless of what anyone thinks, the fact that you are gay is natural because it’s how you feel. It’s not forced. Don’t ever let ANYONE make you feel ashamed for being gay man. I’m happy for you that you finally have been able to pursue someone that makes you happy and anyone that cares about you will be happy too. Fuck religion. The only reason why it says being gay is a sin is because King James, who had a male lover himself, was ashamed of himself so he added that to the Bible. Originally nothing was said about it in the scriptures. So erase that shame from your mind because it is based on a fool’s ideals. I in my opinion, I would just wait to tell your mom in person when you get home and just enjoy your time here in America to the fullest. Any type of talk where emotions could run high should be done in person so that they can feel your sincerity and look into your eyes when you speak. It would be harder for the other person to react harshly in person than on the phone. Either way, that’s your mom, she will love you no matter what. If you think she will freak out because of your religion then that’s all the more reason to wait to you get home so you won’t be upset while you’re trying to focus on your education. But this is all just my opinion, it doesn’t mean shut. You do what you feel is right. I’m rooting for you man. I don’t know why you thought to ask someone like me how to deal with this problem, but I appreciate the sentiment and I hope I’ve helped somehow. Keep in touch, I’ll be wondering about you and sending good vibes your way.

Take care of yourself, stay strong, and continue being exactly who you are. As long as you stay true to yourself, fuck what anyone else thinks. It is your life, not anyone elses.


Summary: Dan makes an online dating profile, attracting all sorts of strange people. He nearly gives up altogether before he receives a message from a man that he never would have expected to be a match for him. The man is adorned with pastel colors and a sweet demeanor, and is he really about to go on a date with someone that’s arguably his exact opposite?

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A/N: am i really posting something after a month? well shit, call me dan howell i guess. it seems we’re on the same uploading schedule jesus christ i apologize

Warnings: swearing, innuendos

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First thing first,  a huge congratulations to Seventeen for their award at MAMA 2016! Those precious boys do deserve this and much, much more! The leaders, the units, the members all deserve huge awards for the huge effort and amazing hard work, as well as brilliant work.

Originally posted by pledisseventeen


Okay so, now that the congratulations for mama 2016 have been said, congratulations to Seventeens for such an amazing comeback!

This comeback actually shows development from Seventeen.

To be honest during the announcement of ‘dark seventeen’ i was a bit worried…

A lot actually…


Well because the individual pictures looked just melancholic and a bit…ballad-y, for a lack of a batter word.

So I was really scared that they would release a really slow ballad. Sure, there’s nothing wrong with ballads, but in my opinion, a comeback title song as a ballad would not fit Seventeen, especially after the song and music video ‘Very Nice”.

Originally posted by asianfireflies

However when i heard saw the second teaser and heard the song, i was just…

Originally posted by swaghao

Yep, the feels creeped up on me when I least expected them.

And soon my heart was…

Originally posted by sneezes

because of all the pictures.

And then the actual music video got me all…

Originally posted by 96syk

because it is soooooooo good.


Firstly, the actual song is amazing. Its fun, funky, upbeat, energetic yet a bit more mature than their previous songs. Congratulations to WOOZI, S.COUPS, WONWOO, MINGYU, Vernon, BUMZU for writing the lyrics.

Second, the dance looks also fantastic. Once again, it is much more mature than their previous choreography as it is less focused on acting cute, like a young boy in love, but rather, more grown up , cool and a bit more sexy, something done without being to raunchy.  There were hip thrusts, sexy looks, but all of than done without being too much.

Originally posted by mc-gyu

(I’m sorry but why does The8 look so much like Gaara in this gif?)

Thirdly, the music video is so much fun! Pretty U was a great song, but the music video destroyed it, in my opinion. It was incoherent, badly passed and just overall very messy.

However this one…. This mv is amazing! Each member has some focus time, they all all seen clearly, the pacing is great, the plot is simple and is mixed with great dancing and just generally fits the vibe of the song so well.

And the quality…… oh the quality is fantastic. Its so clear, so bright, so well shot…. I really, really love it.

Now, lets talk about how amazing do all the members look.



Originally posted by seokmind

Okay, this guy slayed me so hard. I did not expect him to rap with that raspy, sexy style. The moment i first heard him I had to stop the music video and rewind. In fact, even now when I listen to this song, I have the biggest urge to play his part again, and again and again and again and again and …. you get the point. And he looks like a god.



Originally posted by pledisseventeen

I admit, i had a bit of a tough time recognising Wonwoo. In fact first time I saw him in this MV all i could think of was; Who is this? But he looks great, even with green hair( although i do prefer his black hair) and his voice was sexy as always.



Originally posted by gyuhan-17

This boy…. this boy should take a chill pill. Like what is this? He was trying so hard to seduce all CARATS  and i really think it worked. I mean, I’m not even Mingyu, but he sure made my heart go BOOMBOOM.



Originally posted by eatmark

Speaking of chill pill…. if Mingyu needs one then Jun needs like 17(see what i did there? Ok I’ll stop). I know that he is a great actor and all,  but this… this is just unacceptable. His glares, his smirk and just his overall presence is one of the best from seventeen. He looks good an he probably know it. But excuse me Pledis….. Where them lines at? Why did he get 2 seconds?! (But at least he got screen time so YAAAS my boy slay!)



Originally posted by wonnhao

And speaking of no lines… 3 seconds… really? Well, at list he got to be a cool drone using guy in the MV. And he finally got the centre time he deserves. I can’t wait for the choreo video to come out because i know that he will prove that he is a great dancer. And he was so passionate too.



Originally posted by check-mark

Ok so, real talk. This guy may hate being called pretty, but I’m sorry but he is just so pretty. He is such a good looking guy, but instead of being a more manly looking handsome like Jun, our angel is just so beautiful. He should always be appreciated and loved. And his voice was really sweet and I’m happy that it fits his voice more than ‘Very Nice’ because he should shine.



Originally posted by pledisseventeen

This american boy should stay in his lane. I already have more biases than i panhandle, I don’t need more pain between choosing who to put as my wallpaper. I mean, to i have to explain Joshua? Cute, sweet but handsome, multilingual… and has a great voice and can play the guitar.

Originally posted by jishooua



Originally posted by pledisseventeen

Hoshi is a great dancer, nothing new here. So as usual, i am waiting for the dance practice because I am really excited in seeing him dance. I also think he should keep the black hair. It actually makes him look his age and really machos his eyes. He did look great in lighter hair, but in black he looks much more mature.



Originally posted by dokyummm

Yes, shine Seokmin, shine! I’ve heard quite a few people say that he is not attractive, but girl where? Seokmin is actually a very sexy guy with killer vocals. And i was so surprised to fin dot last time that he can dance up front so well! 



Originally posted by gingerbreadvernon

Vernon! My fellow 98 line! I’m so happy he got a rap verse that wasn’t disjointed! And this hair and style is definitely his best. Vernon is our handsome meme and we all love him for that!

Originally posted by gyuhan-17



Originally posted by junhot

Our amazing Diva turned sleeping beauty in this comeback is once again so beautiful. I can’t wait for more hilarity from him as MC Seungkwan is too hilarious. And those high notes though… So good! Life is not life if you don’t watch Seungkwan compilations. Also, if the rumours of this precious boy being shamed by staff for being fat, hen they either better hide or get a life. He looks fantastic the way he is. You don’t need to be thin to look amazing.

Originally posted by pledisseventeen



Originally posted by wonhuu

What does he think he is doing? No, really, why is he torturing us noonas? Really, he should stop(but actually he really should continue).Also thirsting after Dino is fine as long as it doesn’t include measuring his private parts or sending crazy things to him on a regular pacing. After all, Dino is no longer the very little giant baby he was. He is much sexier now, especially seeing that his face is turning out to be manlier than the other members’. I can’t wait to see Dino dance more and grow more. That boy is going to the right direction, thats for sure.

Originally posted by performanceunit



Originally posted by joeeaton99

And here he is…..  The amazing, perfect, beautiful young man (yes i might be a bit biased…. just a bit). Seriously though, I won’t tell no lies, Woozi is my bias in Seventeen. I mean, he really is fantastic and this song yet again proves it. And i am so happy that he is finally getting more lines. His voice is so soothing and beautiful. However, I do wish to see him dance more.  After all, he is an amazing dancer, just look at all the pre debut dances he has participated it. It saddens me that he is not in the performance team like he was expected to, but then doubt that he would be able to write like he does now. Anyway, Woozi in this MV is cute, super attractive and sexy, like always. He is just so talented and i could gush about him for so long (which i did in my previous post for his birthday-shameless plug).

Originally posted by mc-gyu


So yep… Seventeen just had yet another amazing comeback. And this time its much more mature. Sure its not dark like we expected, but it shows growth from the cutie, high school boy concept into guys who are more confident. 

Seventeen is a group that warms so hard, especially as they are a self-producing group.

Seventeen deserves more awards.

But Seventeen also deserves a nice long break. After all, its been just a year since their debut and they have already had 3 mini albums, 1 full album and 1 repackaged album. If thats not hard work, I don’t know what is.

I usually don’t say this but stan Seventeen, stan talent. Seventeen is a group that wasn’t put together just based on looks.  All members are really talented in their own respect. While with many groups in their first year you hear ‘oh they should improve’ Seventeen stunned immediately.

So good luck Seventeen and don’t overwork yourselves!

Stay healthy!

And Carats, lets give Seventeen their win with this comeback! they really deserve it!

And of course don’t forget to buy their album! 

I sure am!


And thank you for such an amazing comeback!

Thank you for reading!

(oh and pledis, you better not be mistreating these boys!)

PS @eggplantjoy I would like to apologise in advance, as when the dance  practice will come out, i will spam the life out of you.Also if any of the guys capture your eye please do tell)) haha.