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Writing an immersive third person limited point of view.

What is third person? In third person pov the narrator refers to all character by third-person pronouns, such as he, she, or they. In contrast, first person pov uses the first person pronouns, I and me, for the narrator.

What is third person limited? Third person limited is the alternate to third person omniscient. In third person limited, you have one single pov character narrating the story at any given moment (though you can have as many of these limited pov characters as you want throughout the course of the story), whereas in third person omniscient, there is an omniscient (all knowing) narrator.

Why choose a limited third person pov? 

- The reader forms a stronger, more personal connection to your pov character(s).
- You can easily build suspense because the reader never knows for certain what the non-pov characters are thinking, feeling, or planning.
- You can more easily write an unreliable narrator because your narrator tells things only as they see them, and not as they truly are.

At the end of the day, there is nothing you can’t do with limited if you’re creative and willing to think outside the box. 

So you want to write a good limited third person pov then?

Keep in mind that most of these tips also translate to first person pov. In many ways, third person limited is very similar to first person, because you have a single narrator at any given time, and the reader is confined to that narrator’s interpretation of the world.

Here are some key things you need to remember while writing limited third person: 

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Practical Magic: Use Your Words

“But then came the Tongues on that terrible day. Steadfast as winter, they entered the fray. And all heard the music of Alduin’s doom. The sweet song of Skyrim, the sky-shattering Thu’um.” ~ “Tale of the Tongues,” by Malukah

One of the things that I really enjoy doing when it comes to my research is looking for patterns that span not just history, but cultures as well. Some tend to be rather archetypal, such as certain gods and spirits. But there’s one pattern that I’m surprised doesn’t get more attention in witchcraft: the power of the voice.

Now don’t get me wrong. There are plenty of witches out there who encourage chanting, singing, and prayer. But more often than not, the emphasis of the magic involved comes from the music or the other aspects of the spell. What I’m talking about is magic from the voice with no other influence.

As I’ve mentioned multiple times in previous articles, when you break magic down to its ultimate basics, it is composed of very simple yet powerful principles. First is intent. Magic is meant to help take a witch’s intent, focus it, and channel it into reality. As such, I’ve often said that as long as your intent is in the right place, you really can’t mess up a spell.

The second is visualization. Many goal-setting tutorials and witches often say that one of the keys to successfully reaching a goal or casting a spell is being able to see the outcome in your mind’s eye. For instance, when I’m working my morning self-improvement coffee spell, I not only have the intent and desire to better myself, but can also see where I want to be by the end of the day (smiling brighter or complimenting more or feeling more confident). The more specific and detailed the visualization and the better that visualization is held (some spells call for holding a visualization for an extended period of time), the more effective it tends to be.

And the third is energy in two forms: the first being the energy put into the spell itself, and the second being the mundane and practical work put into achieving a goal. Being able to feel the energy around you and within you, and then make use of it is a huge key to setting spells in motion. When combined with intent and visualization, it forms a spell. So when working a spell to get a job, it may seem a bit like this: You have the intent, need, and desire to get employment at a place you know you’ll love your job (let’s say cooking). You visualize yourself cooking for a living, being happy as you do so with great coworkers and decent paychecks. You see yourself shaking hands with a manager who is congratulating you on getting the job. Then, you focus your energy toward that goal and light a candle that you may have dressed or set up. You hold the visualization and intent for a while, and then you set of to put in applications and resumes (jobs don’t come out of nowhere).

That particular spell got me a great job in a matter of 48 hours.

So here’s the question. Say you have the visualization, intent, and energy. You know that all of the other components to a spell generally serve to help focus those three concepts, but you don’t want to craft a wand or use a candle or burn incense. Could you cast a spell by simply using your voice?

The answer is a resounding YES. And this is something that has been seen in quite a few cultures. Most prominently those cultures which have valued oral tradition over written. One of the best examples of this would be that of the Irish Celts. Though there was an established writing system (a runic form of writing called Ogham), it was almost never used to record lore or tales. Instead, the stories were passed down from one generation to the next by the druids - or priests. Irish culture held the belief that the voice was powerful in and of itself. Words had the ability to influence a person’s mind if used the right way, were capable of helping one person understand another’s thoughts and emotions, and could weave mental images in the form of stories and poetry and song.

This concept is even held in many religious establishments. Take, for instance, Christianity. Regardless of denomination, the belief is that prayer is a way of speaking to God, either directly or via an intermediary such as a saint or the Virgin Mary. The only requirements of this kind of prayer come down to intent, visualization, and energy focus (prayer often becomes its own way of channeling energy). For most denominations, there is no other ingredient to such a practice than a voice (though some, such as Catholicism may incorporate rosaries and prayer beads). Many witches, including myself, would say that as a result, prayer is a form of casting a spell. It has all the core ingredients of spellcasting, and like paganism may on occasion involve an added ingredient while also appealing to a higher power.

Today, the media continues the concept of how powerful words can be. Especially where fantasy gaming comes to play. In games such as Dungeons and Dragons, bards are storytellers and entertainers whose words can become so powerful as to shape reality and work spells (a concept that actually makes sense, as historically bards are the ones who spread news and passed history down through the ages… if a bard were to change the story, history would remember the new version if it caught on).

Or, if we want a game that is more prominently known than D&D, we’ll look at The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim. In this installment of the Elder Scrolls series, one of the driving forces of the storyline is the hero’s use of the Thu’um, or Voice. According to the lore, the dragons were capable of waging war simply by having a conversation. The Voice was powerful enough to be a world-shaping force. Seeking to end the dragons’ reign of oppression, the people of Skyrim learned how to harness the Thu’um for themselves and waged war against the dragons using words as weapons instead of relying on steel. Thus Alduin (the leader of the dragons prophesied to consume the world; a spirit powerful enough to arguably be called a deity) was defeated by the Nords until the events of the game.

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So there is precedence for using one’s voice or words as a vehicle for spellcasting. This, of course, leads to the question of how a witch can use her voice to work a spell. The easiest and most common method is through affirmations. Part of my coffee spell mentioned above is to say an affirmation that works with my intent: “I am confident in my abilities.”

Say you need to cleanse a space or your home. One of my friends’ grandmothers was known for her ability to clear a home of unwanted or negative energy and spirits simply by walking from room to room and talking to her god out loud. Her intent and her ability to see the energy be pushed away and out of the home, coupled by talking as a focus was a great way of cleansing. This same concept can be done on your own. For instance, when cleansing a home, I could walk from room to room, maintaining visualization and channeling my energy and intent, while using my voice as the vehicle for change. Thus I might say something to the effect of “All darkness and negativity in this room is cleansed and illuminated, for I hold in my heart the light of the fires of Brigid and the strength of the Morrigan. It is my will and desire that this place be cleansed and made pure, and as it is in my heart, so too shall it be in this room.”

Many examples given of vocal spellcasting make use of a relationship between the witch and a deity, but this isn’t required. Using my example in the last paragraph, you could say something such as “All darkness and negativity in this room is cleansed and driven away. I hold in my heart the will and the power of my spirit. It is my will and desire that this place be cleansed, and as it is in my heart, so too shall it be in this room.”

The benefits of working with vocal spellcasting are several-fold. First, it is inexpensive. And by inexpensive, I mean to say free. You don’t need to spend money to talk. Then there’s the fact that it can be discreet. If you have a moment of privacy and work a spell, when someone enters the room later, there’s no residual incense or candle smoke, and no ingredients that may have been forgotten. If you’re talking quietly and someone shows up and asks what you’re doing, you could say that you’re praying and they may leave so as to respect your privacy.

Then there’s the fact that working with your voice is a great way of affirming your personal power and magic. Much of witchcraft today can sometimes be lost in the ingredients to a spell - “I must have rosemary added to this moon water so that it’ll be good for protection.” In truth, the power of that water comes from you. Yes, the rosemary and the moon add to its potency, but most of that energy is from  your intent and visualization. Working with your voice helps further affirm that you are in control of your life and that you are a powerful and beautiful individual.

So consider the magic of your own voice. How can you use it in your day-to-day life to work spells of your own?

Blessed Be! )O(

Witchy Tips!
-When working with your voice for any spell, speak with confidence. Be proud of the work you’re doing and know that you are a force to be reckoned with.
-Don’t limit yourself to just talking. Singing, laughing, crying, and even screaming all add power to your voice!
-When creating new spells that don’t initially involve using your voice, consider incorporating a chant or affirmation that can help you further cement your magic.


summary: in which barry allen returns to the original timeline and discovers that he has gained another seemingly important person to his life.

a/n: did not expect the part one to have a lot of reads in one day but thank you!! this part two of the imagine is the continuation of the supposed fanfic i was going to make, so as you can probably notice, it follows the story line of the flash’s third season and is also written in third person.


Masterlist + Request here!

The sun shone brightly as Y/N along with Barry marched towards the rocky shore, heading to the place where Julian Albert was examining the latest skin husk. Barry was trailing behind you, noticing that from the short time he has spent with Y/N in this new timeline, she was an independent woman who knew how to get work done.

Y/N, on the other hand, noticed every different movement Barry has been showing since yesterday. When he suddenly ran off and left her in their apartment, Y/N already began to get suspicious. For that whole day, it didn’t seem like the two spoke too much, probably because Barry was taking in his brand new life by bits and pieces, visiting his old friend Felicity Smoak to listen to him. Or perhaps he didn’t know how to act towards Y/N and purposely avoided her throughout the day in fear of confrontation.

“Julian, I thought you could use some help on this one. You know, the two heads thing and all.” Y/N called out to the man who was crouched down, taking some evidence for tests later on.

Julian turned around to take a look on who was speaking, noticing Barry that made him automatically scowl.

“I don’t need any help, Detective.” he told Y/N, “Especially from him.” he nodded towards Barry’s direction.

Barry ignored this and instead crouched down as well to take a better look on what was on the rocks. “What is that?” he asked.

“Another epidermal husk, Allen. A fully intact human pelt, comprised of nothing but the stratum corneum.” Julian was quick to respond, noticing Barry’s clueless expression in which he looked at Y/N, “You see what I mean?”

Y/N sighed but said nothing.

Barry rolled his eyes. “Do we have any theories as to what’s causing them?”

“Well, I’ll take a wild guess at it and say it’s the same thing that created the last four husks.” Julian answered sarcastically.

“Spalling could be caused from toxic epidermal necrolysis, or maybe some kind of moist desquamation from intense radiation exposure.” Barry suggested as he looked at Y/N.

It was the first time they have even made eye contact since yesterday and Barry felt as if his stomach dropped. He was still talking though, and Y/N/s gaze on his face caused him to stammer.

“We’ve had a lot of …” Barry trailed.

“Radioactive metas.” Julian finished his sentence for him. “Yes, thank you, Allen. I’ve read all the case studies. I’ll tell you what, when I figure it out, I’ll enlighten you then, shall I?”

Barry forced a smile onto his face. “Thanks.” he said before standing up and putting his sunglasses on.

Y/N chuckled at his obvious state of annoyance towards his co-worker and stood beside him. “Let me guess, you hate him.” she mused.

Barry sighed, “How have I worked with this guy for the past year?”

“Patience. Extreme patience.” she answered.

“Makes sense.” Barry muttered.

Y/N turned back to Julian, “Hey, are you certain that Barry can’t take a sample or something to speed things along?”

Julian stood up, “I’m sure, Detective.” he gave Barry a disappointed look, “Quite sure.”

Barry nodded.

Y/N raised her eyebrows at him and he immediately understood why, speeding over then and getting his own sample without getting noticed. They turned around as Barry readjusted his case, Y/N walking closer to his side to say something.

“You might wanna get that to S.T.A.R. Labs.” she looked up at him since he was much taller than her.

Barry nodded. “Yeah.”

As they climbed up to the steps, Barry offered a hand to Y/N to help her push herself up since they were a bit high. She gladly took it and smiled gratefully at the gesture. When they reached the top, Y/N didn’t bother to let go of Barry’s hand, in which the speedster’s neck suddenly became hot because of the skin contact.

“You’ve been acting very differently.” Y/N began. “It’s like you always find a way to avoid me and if I touch you you flinch.”

Barry’s mouth felt dry. “Uh, what?”

“Oh, don’t give me that look.” Y/N chuckled. “You know exactly what I’m talking about.”

Barry’s heart beat became instantly fast at how observant she was, and how she managed to know something wasn’t right in the span of being with Barry for only two days.

He let go of her hand in that moment, guilt filling his head, causing Y/N to arch an eyebrow. “Barry, are you really sure that everything is —”

“Y/N, I’m sorry.” he said, “But I can’t lie to you like this. You really seem like a nice girl and …” he sighed.

“What?” she asked.

“I just need time to think about what we’re supposed to be.” he explained. “Because I don’t honestly know.”

Y/N crossed her arms, “You don’t know? What kind of crap of an excuse is that supposed to be?”

Barry was intimidated by how she was speaking to him right now and how her eyes pierced through his.

“You wouldn’t understand.” he reasoned.

Y/N snorted, “I’m sure I would. You can’t tell me that you don’t know what we are after being my boyfriend for a year.”

He widened his eyes. “A year?”

“Yes, a whole year.” she said.

Barry sighed and frustratingly ran his finger through his hair. “Y/N, I think we need to talk.”

She scoffed because of what he said, “I think we really do, Barry.”

In that moment, Barry carried her bridal style back to their supposedly shared apartment. Y/N didn’t seem to be surprised at his actions, it almost seemed as if she had expected it.

“Okay, so explain.” she urged him.

Barry licked his lips, “What I’m about to tell you is really crazy and I need you to promise me to keep it to yourself before telling the others. I mean, I don’t even know why I’m telling you this but you’re not even supposed to be here in the first place so –”

“Excuse me?” Y/N cut him off in shock of what he claimed.

He raised his hands up in surrender, “Just please, Y/N, promise me. Just trust me on this.”

Y/N looked at him and sighed. “I’ve always trusted you, Barry.”

With that statement, his face softened, and then he started to explain.

✦ ✦ ✦

“You’re telling me that right after Henry died in this” – she made air quotes with her hands – “original timeline, you went back to the night when your mother died and stopped the Reverse-Flash from killing her. And then you lived in another timeline which is called Flashpoint where both of your parents are alive and you are not the Flash. Then when you went back and changed the timeline again, Iris and Joe aren’t speaking and I am suddenly your girlfriend.”

“Well, if you put it that way it does sound a little surreal.” Barry pointed out.

Y/N found herself sitting down on the chair inside their kitchen, gripping the mug she has been holding for the whole time they talked. Barry took the seat beside her, not really knowing what to tell her when he basically just told the poor girl that he didn’t love her and didn’t even remember every single thing that happened for the past year while Y/N considered it as the best year of her life.

She shrugged, “It’s not surreal if you’re the Flash and really do have the ability to travel back to time.”

Barry pursed his lips, “I’m sorry, Y/N. You needed to know.”

“I know.” she nodded, her eyes already brimming with tears at the realization. “I just - I just need time to think clearly.”

Y/N’s mouth felt dry. She also felt like she has been punched in the face and the oxygen in her body was knocked out of her system. How was she supposed to react when the boy she truly loved claimed that he doesn’t even know her nor even loved her back. She could feel her breathing getting faster by each minute that passed.

“Where are you going?” Barry had asked when Y/N abruptly stood up, got her bag, and headed towards the door.

She looked back, “Somewhere where I can be alone with my thoughts.” she said, gently closing the door shut then, the tears in her eyes escaping and falling on her cheeks.

Yoongi Scenario: In A Heartbeat.

Request: I have one idea ! Since a long time, it’s like a dream. You met Yoongi in Korea, had was in love with him. Bcos you don’t want to be an obligation and disturb his life, you leave him. 3 yrs later, you come back with a little boy who look like Yoongi.

Genre: Family / Drama.

Yoongi never thought seeing you after three years could provoke so many emotions in him, but when he saw you sitting in his study he confirmed himself wrong. 

Nobody told him he had visit when he entered the company that afternoon, the guys were in their personal or individual activities so Yoongi decided to spend his time in work, but when he opened the door of the studio he discovered it wasn’t lone like it should had been. You stood up when you saw him and both of you just started at each other for a good while before you could properly react. You with a bow and a soft smile, him with a frown and a bunch of words stuck in his throat.

-What the hell?- were the first ones he could articulate. -Y/N-

You nodded the confirmation Yoongi didn’t need, of course he knew it was you, what he couldn’t understand and the reason why he probably had a confused expression on his face was what were you doing in there, Yoongi hadn’t seen in you in three years, you had gone out of his life without saying goodbye so now he couldn’t understand why you had sneaked into his studio. All the feelings he had for you started to resurface, all the accumulated thoughts over the past three years making him blind with anger and confusion. 

-How you got here?- he asked before anything else although that wasn’t the question he wanted to ask. 

-A friend let me in- you answered. -It was Hoseok- you gave in with a sigh when he glared. -He did it for a good reason though, and I had to talk to him into it, so this is all me-

Yoongi did a mental note to smack Hoseok or something. -Why? What are you doing here?- he asked now, you were here to see him obviously but why, three years ago you had disappeared in thin air not caring about anything, as far as he knew you had left Seoul, or the country, since he couldn’t find you and god knew he tried to.

-You must hate me, I forgot about that- you said with another sigh, it sounded sad and it made Yoongi bite his tongue to not say anything. -But I want you to know that three years ago I left this country for a reason-

-You didn’t leave this country- Yoongi said despite himself. -You left me-

You opened and closed your mouth but then shook your head. -I did, not because I wanted to believe me, I just had to do it-

He snorted. -What? You are going to say someone payed you to go like some kind of cheap drama?- he shook his head, he was getting too angry and you took a step closer. Yoongi couldn’t refrain himself from staring, you were still beautiful, you had always had the ability to catch his eyes not letting him look at nothing else, you could still do that and he found himself inspecting everything, your hair falling behind your shoulders, your body, your eyes. He was angry at you for leaving and he was angry at himself for still feeling his chest thunder over the sight of you. Yoongi felt like an idiot for feeling like he did, after three years it should have been more than over, but you appeared out of nowhere and he was already a mess of emotions.

-No, I’m not saying that and don’t be sarcastic with me please, you know I hate it…- you shook your head. -I didn’t come here to fight Yoongi, I came here because I… because I needed to see you and because you need to meet someone-

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I posted this on Twitter days ago so I’m gonna repost these here because I rarely post my arts here XD it’s just rough sketches though.

So the first one is a scene from Vixentur’s fic of “Get rekt, Yuu-chan” where Mika makes Yuu blushed.

The second one is a scene from A collaboration fic by Sarah and Vixentur “Tale as Old as Time” where Yuu’s about to leave Mika to save Guren

The third one is also a scene from Sarah and Vixentur’s fic “Tale as Old as Time” where Mika is about to die.

JIBcon 8 || My experience with Jared Padalecki (or The Story Of How I Died And Ascended To Heaven)

All right, I’ll try to explain how things went with Jared at JIBcon: get ready for a veeeery long post.

(tl;dr I didn’t think I could love him even more, but apparently it was possible and he’s a giant puppy made of sunshine who just loves to cuddle people)

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You know american pancakes.. you may know those fancy french crêpes… but have you heard of the BEST pancakes out there? Dutch pancakes? No? Let me enlighten you! Dutch pancakes are not only as thick as you want, but also as large as you please. They aren’t very fancy but they’re super easy to make and customise. 

Do you also want to eat these solely to fullfill your heart’s desire to eat the largest bacon pancakes possible? Would you love to roll up a pancake with the filling inside? Do you think you’d enjoy more space for toppings? Then these are the pancakes for you! 

I translated the basic dutch pancake recipe to english so everybody can read it, and the measurements are given in grams/ milliliters AND cups (yes, I did maths for this). You can find it, tips, and fun facts below.

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Question for other fic writers: Do you reply to every comment? Or just to the comments that deserve a response longer than “Thank you so much”? Or no replies at all, because it inflates your comment count on AO3?

Right now I try to respond to every comment I receive, but more substantial comments tend to pile up at the bottom of my inbox (sometimes for months or even years) while I dash off one-line replies to shorter reviews. I also only recently became aware that concern about an inflated comment count was a thing. On the other hand (the third hand?), I want to make sure that anyone who took time out of their day to leave a comment knows how much I appreciate it.

(When I comment, I don’t ever expect a reply and usually only hope for one when I’m commenting on a friend’s fic or when I leave a really, really detailed review, so! That’s another layer.)

Greetings, everyone. I hope you’re having a wonderful day. I’m here tonight to present you with a short guide to Tumblr for witches who may be interested in starting a blog here. 

This post is obviously geared towards witches wandering the internet, but maybe some who are already here on Tumblr will enjoy it, too. I’ll be talking about the benefits to joining the Tumblr witch community, as well as some tips for getting started! Here we go!

What’s a “Tumblr witch?”

There’ve been culture-related magazines that have done huge articles on “Tumblr witches” and the witchcraft community on Tumblr, painting the whole thing as some kind of fashion trend or weird millennial hangout. 

I’ve been involved with the Tumblr witch community for three years, and I can say that most of these articles don’t quite reflect what the witchcraft community on Tumblr is like. 

A lot of them tend to paint it as an ideologically, culturally, and aesthetically monolithic trend, when in reality, it’s not. While it’s true that many Tumblr-going witches enjoy similar things or share fashion trends, witchcraft itself is not a trend, nor a fashion statement, nor is it the sole focus of the community.

In reality, a “Tumblr witch” is just what the name implies. A “Tumblr witch” is a witch who uses Tumblr as a blogging platform/CMS. Nothing more, nothing less. It’s true that there’s a large community of us, but we’re quite diverse

While many of us are young (millennials), not all of us as (I’m not), nor are we all of the same religion or mindset. You might even say that “Tumblr Witch” isn’t even a useful term, at all! Still, Tumblr is a great content management system for witches.

I think what makes Tumblr strong as a blogging platform for witches is that there’s an extremely diverse community here already in existence. So, in short, don’t buy into too much nonsense about what a “Tumblr witch” does or believes, because everyone’s unique. 

Again, the only real way I can see to define a “Tumblr witch” is just “a witch who uses Tumblr.” It’s as simple as that! It’s definitely not some kind of tradition or mindset for witches - it’s just a matter of what blogging platform the witch uses.

Continue reading for information about why you should consider Tumblr as a blogging platform, tips for using the interface, and more! Tagging @witchypixie by request. :-D

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Momocon Artist Alley 2017

Wooooo, a big thank you for everyone who visited me at Momocon last weekend!  And all my out-of-town buddies that I got to see >3<  I haven’t vended at Momocon since 2014(?), before they moved to their current venue and became a four day con, so this was pretty exciting!

I’ve been pretty bad about writing con reviews in the last few years, ha ha.  But I won’t let it escape me this time!  Overall Momocon was a great experience!

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NCT's reaction when they hear you speaking your mother language.

Request: Nope, lol.

A/N: Hey, hehe. Let me explain what this mess is. So, today I was really bored and I tried to do for the first time one of this NCT’s reactions. So, yeah, if this sucks you know the reason, lmao. But, tbh I’m really proud of this and I really enjoyed writing it, so, yeah, I’ll be accepting request of this. Just, remember that I don’t do smut and that I’m probably terrible at all the kinky stuff, lmao.

Also, lately I’m having lots of homework and tests so.. yeah, shit happens. But thank you very much for understanding!


It would surprise him at first, but end up getting used to it and loving hearing you taking in your mother language. He would tell you to do it more often, sometimes asking you to translate for him when he sees comments of international fans and wanting for you to teach him a bit too.

“What did you just say, jagi?”
“Oh? Ah, nothing important, I was just mumbling something to myself.”
“Ah~ It sounded pretty.”

Originally posted by taei


You were reading out loud some phrases that you wrote in an old notebook of you. After reading, you would translate for him and make him repeat after you, trying to teach him. Both of you giggle when he makes mistakes but you give him little kisses on his face when he gets it right, making him more flustered and motivated every time.

“Did I said it right, jagiya?”
“Ah~ yes! Good job, baby.”

Originally posted by hansoulji


This guy loves learning new languages, so he would always make you like a thousand of questions about your country and culture and would also try his best to learn this language for you, asking you to buy him books that can help him and making you study with him.

“How’s possible that your pronunciation so good, Johnny? I’m impress.”
“Is a natural talent, baby.”

Originally posted by withsuh


He would love hearing you talking in your mother language, whenever you do he starts looking at you with heart eyes and extreme attention.

“It was your mom the one who just called you, jagiya?”
“Yes, she told me that she misses you a lot.”
“We should travel over there and visit her, then! I’ve been practicing, and I think that now I’ll be able to have a conversation with her without you help!”

Originally posted by bhaek


It would be super interesting for him listening to you talk those beautiful and differents words. He would try to “speak” with you, copying your accent and trying to repeat what you said and, obviously, pronuncing wrong, making you laugh. But in the end learning the most common and unnecesary phrases you can think of.

“I did well, right? I said it just like you.”
“You wish, Yuta.”

Originally posted by bubwoo


You make him fall in love even more everytime you talk in your mother language, but just can’t take it when you sing in it. His heart races and he can’t help but smile widely, losing himself in your voice. 

“Why are you looking at me so much, Doyoung?”
“You’re just so beautiful, y/n.”

Originally posted by 1aeil


Just like Taeyong, he would love hearing you talk. Once, you tried to teach him but he gave up in less than ten minutes because it was too hard for him, but he would love hearing your voice and seeing you so comfortable and excited when you talk with your family.

“It sound so nice, I wish we could talk with each other in other language more.”
“Ah, really? You should teach me Chinese someday then.”
“Really? Let’s do it right now, baobei! It’s really easy!”

Originally posted by chanhees


He would ask you to talk for him all the time, while cuddling, eating or just asking you how to say random words. He finds your language really beautiful and he would love hearing your pretty voice saying unknown words.

“Wow, y/n! The word you just said sounded super pretty, what does it mean?”
“I love you.”
“Aw~ babyyyyy~”

Originally posted by nakamotens


Other cutie who would love to hear your voice, he would try to learn at list the most common phrases to be able to create a small conversation with your family.

“I keep forgetting how to pronounce that word! Do you think your mom is going to understand what I’m saying?”
“Of course she’s going to undertand! Also, you sound really cute.”
“Then, I guess I won’t worry too much about it.”

Originally posted by taeyounq


This cutie would get frustrated when he can’t get the words right, and you laugh at his cuteness. He gets his revenge later, when he tries to teach you Chinese and he keeps giggling the whole time at your pronunciation. You guys make each other so happy with so little.

“You’re so cute, Sicheng. Did you know that?”
“Hehe, you’re cuter baobei.”

Originally posted by animequeenn13


Here’s other baby who’s good at languages, but like Winwin he would get frustrated everytime he doesn’t get the pronunciations perfectly, even if it’s the littlest mistake. But he loves spending time with you, learning things about your culture and your country.

“The pronunciation is alright, Mark! Don’t be too hard on yourself on something so silly.”
“Is not silly, is the language that my significant other speaks… and their family, it’s really import to me!”
“You’re an angel.”

Originally posted by blackgirlslovebts


He would be similar to Jaehyun, only learning basic stuff, he just doesn’t want to confuse himself more than he already is because of the languages he already knows. But he loves how happy and comfortable you seem with your friends and family. Whenever he is in a bad mood he asks you to read or sing for him in your mother language, losing himself in the sound of your voice.

“Where are you going? We didn’t finish the lesson yet, Jun.”
“But you promised to go to the Moomin cafe with me! Also, I already know the important things, you teach me then the other day, baobei.”
“Renjun, you only can say your name and count to three.”

Originally posted by donghyukslee


He would make you teach him, but in this case you’re the one giving up. He’s so distracted by your soft voice and all your beauty that he can’t remember nothing at all.

“Can you say that again?”
“Jeno, is my third time saying it!”
“I’m sorry! But you’re so pretty.. It’s distracting.”

Originally posted by krstals


This baby would love to learn your mother language, you guys probably even have a determined day and hour to have lessons and everything. Apart of the basic stuff he would also want to learn cute pick up lines and compliments so he can say them to you when you’re sad or in a bad mood. And maybe some insults that he can say to the other members, of course.

“I’m saying it even better than you, did you notice that babe?”
“Do you really think so? Ah~~ I was internally thinking that our lessons weren’t giving any results.”
“Hehe, you’re so cute, Hyuck.”

Originally posted by haenyan


He would be pretty much like Taeyong, enjoying your voice and loving seeing how happy you look while talking with other people in your mother language. Falling in love with you a bit more. Maybe he would learn some easy pick up lines or compliments to say to you or to his fans when he has the opportunity.

“Your voice while talking in your mother language is so beautiful.”
“It’s the same voice that you heard when I talk in Korean.”
“No, no. Your accent is adorable, did you realize that?”
“Shut up, Jaemin.”

Originally posted by neoculturedaily


He would be like Haechan, having a determined day and hour in the week to have lessons. Once, he practiced for weeks and weeks a cute message wich was awfully translated telling you how thankful he’s for having you by his side and how much he loves you, he made you felt so happy after saying so that he won a whole day cuddling and watching movies with you. You can’t even imagine how happy he was that day!

“Thanks for teaching me all of this, baobei. I love you a lot.”
“I love you too, Chenle.”

Originally posted by kunxxxsol

This baby would think that having a foreign significant other is the coolest thing and he always brags about how intelligent you are to his hyungs. He loves hearing your accent when you talk in your mother language but would get shy when you ask him to repeat after you while you try to teach him, and he gets so nervous that pronounce everything in a funny yet very cute way.

“But I don’t understand, we were literally making out an hour ago, why would you get so shy for something like this?”
“Y/N, don’t say that~”

Originally posted by pink-ramen-hair

anonymous asked:

So, a while back you mentioned you had watched some really disturbing movies. You also mentioned 120 days of sodom. Me, being the sceptic chap that I am, decided it couldn't possibly be that bad so I went to check it out. I regret it. I only watched perhaps a third of it and then quit. You have my respect for making it to the end though lmao




(I actually watched it like 5 times cause it intrigued me so much so like if u wanna know how fucked my mind is then yea asdfgh)

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onsra pt. 2 | kenny omega | adam cole

kenny omega x reader, adam cole x reader

Originally posted by theelite

 pt. 1

Summary: Long distance relationships are tough, but maybe it’s not the distance that gets in the way.

A/N: I managed to get this up just a day after part one! I’m shocked, really. I also managed to end this how I wanted to in just two parts, meaning no third part, but I hope this makes up for that anyway! Per request, tagging: @daintymissdevitt

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Way To Your Heart

Words: 790
Song Fic: Way To Your Heart by Soul Sister
Bucky BarnesxReader (Can be read as Male!Reader)
Request: Please write a Buck imagine where you’re an avenger and one time you think you’re alone at the compound so you start singing and dancing to soul sisters ‘way to your heart’. What you don’t know Bucky leans at the down and watches you the whole time with a smile. As soon as you notice him you’re all flustered and try to hide. But buck gets you hug you and tells you he also searches for the way to your heart and you end up kissing ? ️☺️ I really hope that’s not weird. Also his POV if you like 😘” -Anon
Author’s Note: I tried something different. rather than being just Bucky or the reader’s POV, this fic flips back and forth. Probably not a style I will use often if ever at all again, but it was something new. 


You inspected the kitchen once, then twice, even a third time to make sure it was empty. It was a little overkill and you knew it. It was so early that you knew even Steve wouldn’t be up yet. It was your favorite time of day. The brief few hours where there was no one else wandering around the compound. By 6am the place was a hive. People always coming and going, nonstop until midnight the next day. It was a wonder any of them got any sleep.

Even FRIDAY knew not to interrupt your early morning routine. (She might have learned that lesson the hard way when you disabled her voice recognition software one morning until right before Tony woke up.) So you shuffled into the center of the kitchen and hit play on your Morning Jams playlist. Dressed in nothing but a pair of socks and an oversized “Property of SHIELD” t-shirt, you started dancing around to the music a la Tom Cruise in Risky Business.

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anonymous asked:

I worship Aphrodite and I wish to do the same for Athena and Artemis but I'm not sure if it's okay to worship all three at once. I'm also not sure how I would do so. I already worship Aphrodite but I'm not sure if when I talk to her if she's listening or how to know if they're talking to me as well like everyone else seems to be able to do. Sorry, this turned into kind of a rant but if you had any tips or ideas I'd be glad to hear them. Thank you

Alright, so there is a lot in this ask, and I’m going to try and address all of your concerns, feel free to send another ask if I miss anything.

First and foremost, all of the Theoi can be worshiped together. Doesn’t matter which ones. Doesn’t matter if They have vastly different areas of influence. Doesn’t matter if They’ve had conflicts in the myths. The Theoi were historically worshiped together, and we actually have myths cautioning against refusing to worship one deity because of your worship for another. (note, this is in regard to actively shunning a deity, not to Them just not being a big part of your worship) So it doesn’t matter which of the Theoi it is, if you’re asking, “Can I worship X and Y at the same time?” The answer is yes. Always.

About adding more deities to your worship. It can certainly seem daunting at first, especially since a lot of us that started out worshiping one or two of the Theoi and added more over time got to the point where we had a full worship routine built around just one or two Theoi. It leaves you wondering how you’re supposed to fit the other Theoi into your worship and still have any kind of time. The good news is, it’s not as difficult as it seems. Offerings can be given to multiple Theoi or to all Theoi at once. you can easily include additional Theoi, simply by making note of Their connection to a Theos you’re already worshiping. For example, When you’re already praying to and honoring Aphrodite, it becomes easy to add a prayer in for Ares and to change the phrasing of your offering from “For Aphrodite” to “For Aphrodite, and Her children, the Erotes.” and now you’re worshiping more Theoi, without really adding any more time to your routine. I find it also helps to follow libations days, either historical ones or ones you’ve decided on so they fit your schedule and are relevant to your worship. Libation days let you make special note of one particular Theos on the same day every month. So, say that every day you give a libation “To all the Theoi”, well on the fourth of the month you could give libations specifically to Aphrodite, the sixth specifically for Artemis, and the third for Athene.

You can also build on your worship. You don’t have to dive in head first and add everything you can find for Athene and Artemis right away. You can begin with something like libation days, and adding Them to your prayers; and build your way up to including festivals and rituals specifically for either of Them. Worship does not have to be all or nothing, you’re allowed to worship some Theoi more frequently than others, you’re allowed to build a schedule that works for you, and you’re allowed to take your time when adding additional responsibilities to your worship.

Now, for the big one. I know tumblr make sit seem like everyone has a godphone and basically sits down to actually converse with the Theoi, but that’s no the case. I promise. I did a survey a while back on how people perceive the Theoi. Most people just get a gut feeling, and over half of the people who responded said they had only received messages and signs on occasion. Only 8% of the people who answered said they received messages and signs multiple times a month. That’s really not a lot.

What does that mean though? Well, it means that we can’t tell if They’re listening. And it means that either They aren’t talking to us, or we can’t hear Them most of the time. And that’s okay. 

It’s alright to not have proof, and to worship because you have faith. It’s normal to not have proof. Sometimes you just have to believe. And, I know it’s not an answer really, but I honestly don’t think it matters if the Theoi respond to us or not. The experiences we have, the changes we make in our lives, the ways in which we push ourselves to be better–those are all real, significant things, regardless of whether or not we ever get a sign from the Theoi.


Request: Hi!! You can leave this ask if you want to, but I saw your description and wanted to leave a request: Spidey is walking down the street and he saves this girl so he follows her around like her guardian angel with lots of fluff at the end, please???

Pairing: Peter Parker + Reader

Warnings: None! Unless you count fluff. Then, fluff!!!!!

Notes: This took forever school makes me so busy I’m so sorry! also this is told from Peter’s POV :-)

I walked around the corner of Fifth Avenue for the third time that night. I was just about to round back to the escape latter of my apartment building, this day really kicked my ass. I stopped three robberies just this morning, was late to Science and English which resulted in me getting detention, and still had to stop a shooter downtown at a bakery. To say I was excited to get back into my bed for the night was an absolute understatement.

I was on the second floor when my Spidey senses went off the chart. I pivoted left and right in search of anything close to me that was happening. I didn’t see anything within distance, so I lifted my arm and flung my web to the streetlight on the right of me and carried myself to the top, continuing until I was on the rooftop of the apartment building.

“Where the hell-?”

“Help, please someone help-!”

The scream abruptly stopped, my anxiety grew more as my eyes darted everywhere. I silently cursed myself for being preoccupied with my thoughts instead of actually looking. I took a deep breath before concentrating on my senses. It took a couple of seconds but I was able to pick up on the heavy breathing and the hushed voices – the most prominent voice was deeper, most likely a man in his late thirties.

I jumped onto three different building tops before settling on one below where a man had a girl pinned against a brick wall. She looked small from here, maybe a couple years younger than me. I almost missed the guy lifting the back of his hand in attempt to slap her, but before he can my web is already springing toward him and gripping his arm. I pull my arm, bringing him with me. Jumping from the roof down to the ground I bring both of my wrists up, pinning him against a garbage bin before turning toward the younger girl. While seeing her I see she is definitely my age.


Her eyes were wide, making them impossibly more beautiful. Just looking at her brings a heat to my cheeks, but before I could look incredibly stupid in front of her I bow my head and mumble a small, “At your service.”

I cringe inwardly at the response I give her, but her small laugh encourages me to grab her hand and pull her toward me. “Where to, Miss?”

“Don’t you have to take care of him first?”

I turn my head back to the man knocked unconscious trapped in my web and laugh lightly. “He’s not going anywhere. I’ll call it in when I get home.” She nodded, looking down and noticing how close we were. Her cheeks flare a little, almost making me melt at the sight of her innocence. “Speaking of home,” at this she looks back up at me, a small smile on her face, “where would I find yours?” She laughed again, tilting her head to the left, the brick wall she was just pinned against a couple of minutes ago.

“Actually, this building is mine. I was almost home free, but, you know… bad luck and all that.” She looked down in embarrassment, the color growing much brighter on her face.

“Hey,” I dropped my voice to a whisper, my hand coming up to her chin, lifting it back toward me, “I know about bad luck. Everyone has bad days. As long as you’re okay.”

“Of course I am!” Her voice came out louder than intended, I’m sure, but her smile returned, almost twice as big as the one she had given me before. “I had my guardian angel, Spidey, with me.” Her right eye dropped to a wink, making me thank whoever was above us for me wearing a mask right now. “Well,” she leaned up to kiss my masked cheek, backing away from my embrace and walking toward the front door of her apartment building, “Thank again, Spider-Man.”

She was already all the way inside the building, too far for her to hear me, when I brought my hand up to my burning cheek, “Anytime, Angel.”

It’s been three weeks since I saved (Y/N). I hadn’t spoken to her since that night but I had seen her name on a piece of mail she had dropped on her way in. A Heavenly sound from a heavenly human. I had been watching her every night on her way home from work to make sure she would get home safe. I tried to convince myself that I was following her to make sure she was safe for the sake of being the superhero I am, but I knew my sorry ass only followed her because I enjoyed listening to her sing her top three favorite songs on her way home, I liked watching her sit on her favorite park bench as she interacted with the countless dogs that came up to her. I loved knowing the kind of books she’d read in the café after work while she ordered the same hot drink with a hint of vanilla.

As I watched her round her corner and was just about to open her door, my feet hit the floor and I cleared my throat, causing her to turn and face me.

“S-Spider-Man?” She looked around us, noticing we were alone. I caught the small smile on her face as she walked closer to me. “What are you doing here?”

“I, uh, I just wanted to see you again.”

“Really?” Her smile grew and so did the color in her face, her gaze leaving mine and focusing on the floor instead.

“Yeah, I, uh, I’ve been watching over you, kind of, for the past three weeks. Crap! I mean, I just was making sure you got home safe. You walk alone at night and there’s crazy people, you know? I mean, God, I sound crazy.” I back away slightly, my face burning with embarrassment and my head shaking. Spider-Man was supposed to be confident, yet somehow around her my Peter was more prominent than ever.

Her laugh caused me to look back up at her. “You’re cute. Thank you for watching over me.”

It was quiet for awhile, us just smiling at each other.

“Well, I should get inside now.”

I panicked slightly before my eyes fell onto the book she was holding and before I could stop myself I found myself asked, “Can I borrow your book?”

“My what?” She turned back around, her eyes as wide as mine.

“Um, I was just wondering. I’ve been wanting to read it and I, uh, was just asking. I’m sorry, never mind.”

“Wait,” her hand rested on my shoulder, causing me to force my arm back to my side and turn toward her again. “Here, but this means I need to see you again. I want my book back.”

Her smile caused me to smile at her again.

“How about we meet at your café? Friday?”

“Are you asking me out, Spidey?”

“Well, I, uh… yes?”

“It’s a date.” She leaned up to kiss my cheek again, handing me the book in the process and then walking into her building after giving me another smile.

I walked into the café on Friday at 7, the time (Y/N) usually was here. I was nervous to go up to her without my Spider-Man suit on, but I wanted her to like Peter, not the mask. After grabbing my order off the counter, I walked up to her table. “(Y/N)?”

She looked up, her eyebrows pulled in as she looked at me in confusion. “Yes?”

“I brought your book back. It was a good read.” I smiled at her, her gaze falling on the book for just a second before standing from her seat and looking at me, her sudden burst causing both of our eyes to widen. She looked around at the other people in the shop before leaning into me. “Spidey?”

I laughed a little before taking a seat across from hers. “Call me Peter.”

She looked awestruck for a moment, just looking at me. Her eyes came up to my face, her soft hands gently caressing me. My cheeks burned a little more, thinking this might have been a mistake. I almost got up before she sat back in her seat, a wide smile on her face.

“Peter,” she whispered, “I like that. It’s nice to finally meet you.”

Me, two days ago: I need to catch up with star wars rebels. Whatever happened with evil guy and furry dude?
Me, right now: If Kallus and Zeb don’t make it out of season 4 and confess their undying love for each other, I’m throwing my diploma at Steve Blum’s face.