city in a bottle

anonymous asked:

Listening to Than You by MKTO with Carter as you drive through the city, a bottle of champagne in his hand as he yells the lyrics. "Babe I'm gonna rip your dress off after this song is done. I hope you know that"

We need more Carter sin in our lives

Moaning Monday™

god i’m really not over how the first time bernie + serena meet it’s literally like a scene straight out of a fanfic…..like bernie just swaggering over to serena with a cigarette in her mouth, the classic ‘the alternator might be cactus’ line, bernie immediately sharing the whole cigarette-as-a-symbol-of-my-freedom-thing with this woman she met exactly 30 seconds ago, the iconic™ way bernie was about to text marcus telling him that her shift was shit but then after speaking to serena for like 1 minute she texts him saying it’s going great….like it was all so gay + now they’re in love can u BELIEVE IT

“No More Nightmares” jar.

I was asked to do a anti-nightmare bottle, which is something that I have for periods of weeks on end sometimes, that keep me from sleeping well because I have that many nightmares (it’s literally either amazing sleep or no sleep because nightmares for me.)

So, first I want to say, this is 100% not a replacement for medical or professional help, never ever take it as this. 

I also want to give some other tips along with the bottle to help with nightmares for me–

  • If I find myself having nightmares a few nights in a row, I strip my bed completely and wash everything, including pajamas (this was a tip given to me by @thistletongue I believe!) 
  • ground yourself and center yourself (how to do these things here and here) sometimes you really need to get yourself all back together to sleep well. I also 100% recommend this after doing any kind of spells or anything that’s going to take your energy.

Okay! On to the bottle! I am going to give a list of what I used in mine, and a few additional things you can add or use in place of things if you don’t have them! 

None of these things should be difficult to find, I had almost everything in my spice rack, and what I didn’t I picked up for only a little over $1 at the grocery!

  • sea salt - for protection
  • rosemary - for sleep, protection, and mental power
  • spearmint - for sleep protection
  • chamomile - purification and sleep
  • cloves - drives away negativity 

Other –

  • thyme - for a dream free sleep (if you are like me and would rather just not have any dreams, rather than have nightmares)
  • lavender - peaceful sleep

Each layer you do, focus your intent for what each represents.Take your time, speak it out loud if it helps you. It helps me to speak out loud, over and over until I feel like I am sure. 

Remember, there is power in your words! Speak those words and that intent into the universe! 

After you’re finished, cork your bottle, and seal it with wax if you’d like! I used a blue wax because it is a color I associate with calmness and peaceful sleep. 

After, focus on the whole bottle and the purpose of it– to ward away nightmares and to have a peaceful, sound sleep. I find it helpful when going to bed, to sort of envision forming a light, white energy bubble sort of thing around me, sort of protecting me from negativity and nightmares. 

I would sleep with the bottle (given it was a small one like the one I made) in my pillowcase, opposite of the side I sleep on, if not, somewhere close like on a nightstand should do just fine!


If nightmares continue, I would cleanse my home, and definitely talk to your doctor about it. Sleep is very important, and shouldn’t be sacrificed! 

Sleep well, babies!

concept: we are sitting on a bench overlooking the city with a bottle of champagne, talking nonsense and looking at each other like we are made of stars. I feel warmth when you touch my hand, you never let it go. I walk you home and kiss you under every street light. things haven’t felt this beautiful in a while.

Hi sweeties! Today’s jar was a much requested one– motivation to not only CLEAN your home but also to CLEANSE it! What a fun jar to create! 

Let’s get on to it!

  • allspice - for determination & to add energy to our spell
  • bay leaf - for purification 
  • black pepper - to banish negativity
  • sea salt - purification 
  • basil - to drive off hostile spirits
  • chili pepper flakes - for energy
  • lemon peel - for cleaning and purification motivation
  • cloves - for cleansing and driving away negativity 

Adding each layer, speak and declare your intent with confidence, spend time to let it sink in, and allow the layers to build on each other. Once you’re finished, focus your intent onto the bottle as a whole, you can repeat something like this –

“As I clean, let me also cleanse.
As I sweep away dust and negativity, 
may only love and light be allowed in.”


After you feel confident in what you have put into your jar, cork it, and seal it with wax if you’d like (I have a simple tutorial on how to seal jars with wax here) and you are finished. You can charge them in moonlight if you feel like they need a little kick!

Some posts (in a master-post) about cleansing your home here.

As always, I would love to see your recreations of this jar (or any of my others!)

You can find my other jars here.

I hope this was helpful! I’m always open to answer your questions.

xoxox.

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The Chronological Superman 1963:

One of the most grim Superman stories, written by Edmond Hamilton (co-creator of the original Starman), takes place in Action Comics vol.1 No.300. Trapped in the distant future by the Superman Revenge Squad, Superman is left powerless by Earth’s bloated, aged, now-red sun. His one hope for salvation lies in the Fortress of Solitude, accessible only by a veritable death march across a dried-up ocean bed populated by strange and deadly creatures.

The story goes a long way towards establishing – as do many stories in 1963 – Superman’s resourcefulness and toughness, qualities left uncelebrated as long as he possesses his tremendous powers. This must have been an engaging read for fans who had become accustomed to Superman juggling suns for amusement.

Famously, Superman Under The Red Sun contains a massive continuity error which was repaired in later reprintings: Finding his Fortress abandoned and the Bottle City of Kandor – whose science he hoped to use to return to the modern day – presumably relocated and enlarged, he uses Red Kryptonite to shrink himself sufficiently to use a left-behind Kandorian rocketship to break the time barrier. As many readers pointed out, Kryptonite only affects super-powered Kryptonians, and Superman was powerless under the red sun of Earth’s distant future…

Savior

She found herself in an abandoned warehouse just a few blocks from the run down apartment her father had rented until he gathered the insurance money from their original apartment that had burned down days before. [Y/N] sat with her feet dangling over edge of the catwalk, her body facing the industrial sized window that overlooked the dirty and deserted streets of the city. 

Looking down, she pulled out the pill bottle from her hoodie pocket. Running her fingers over the label, she fought back the tears. Closing her hand over the prescription bottle, she looked out the window and mustered up the courage to uncap the poison in her hand. 

Just as she was about to swallow all the pills, she jumped at the sound of glass shattering below her. She cursed as the oxycodone fell from her fingers and onto the warehouse ground. Standing up, [Y/N] peered over the catwalk and noticed a figure struggling to stand. Her eyes strained to adjust to the dark. Gasping when she caught sight of the famous red and blue, she scrambled off the catwalk and down the stairs to the first floor. 

“Oh my god.” She panted as she made it to the figure. Slowing her steps, she assessed the situation. It was definitely Spiderman, that she knew. What she didn’t know was why he was covered in enough blood to fill up a bathtub. Shrieking when he collapsed onto the ground, she ran to him. 

Kneeling on the hard ground, she propped him up on her knees. She looked down at her hands that were now covered in sticky, wet blood. “Oh god.” [Y/N] shuddered, she hated blood. Clearing her throat, she gently tapped his masked face, “Hey? You with me?” She scanned over the rest of him, her eyes widening at the ripped suit and exposed torso. Her heart rate increased, he wasn’t just covered in blood, it was his own blood. 

“Holy shit. Hey, hey, hey!” [Y/N] shook him slightly, “We need to get you to a hospital!” She pawed at him, struggling to find a cellphone. Finally finding one, she cursed loudly as it slipped from her hands “I need you to stay with me!” Trying to unlock the phone with her blood soaked fingers, she screamed when he grabbed her forearm. Leaning down, her brows knitted together at the muffled sounds coming from where his mouth was located. “What? I can’t, I don’t know, I can’t understand you.” He continued to mumble with her still unable to understand him. 

Taking in a deep shaky breath, she set down the phone away from the spreading blood puddle. “I can’t understand you with your mask on,” [Y/N] said gently. Biting her lip, she reached for the bottom of his mask. “I have to take your mask off, okay?” Not waiting for him to answer, she gently and slowly revealed the face that laid underneath. [Y/N] gasped softly when she finally removed the cover, her heart sped up even more. How was this possible? 

“Peter?!” [Y/N] cried out. Spiderman was a kid, a teenager? More importantly her lab partner in Chemistry. So many questions rolled through her brain but was quickly cut short when she remembered that she needed to call 911. 

Peter’s eyes fluttered, his mouth moving but very little sounds coming out. “Call Tony, not 911, please.” He croaked out. 

“What? Tony?!” She yelped, who the hell was Tony? “But, you need help!”

“Call……Tony……please.”

[Y/N] started to shake, she could feel his body temperature start to drop. Struggling to find this mysterious Tony number, “Come on, come on. Yes! Okay, come on, please pick up….pick up, come on.”

“Listen, Parker. You better have a damn good reason-”

“-Oh my gosh! Thank god, um, Peter told me to call you. I don’t know why, I should be calling 911. He’s bleeding out….there’s a lot of blood. I don’t know what to do. We need help! Why am I calling you instead of 911, oh my god, I’m so stupid. He’s probably going to die because of this phone call. Oh my god.” 


[Y/N] leaned her head against the frame of the window that showed Peter sleeping soundly in his hospital room. Her hands and arms were free from his blood but the reminder of almost seeing him die in her arms were still soaked into her clothes. 

“Here you go, kid.” 

Standing up straight, she looked up to see Tony hand her a fresh set of clothes. Placing a hand on her shoulder, he gave her a pressed smile. “You can get changed over here.” Patting her back, he calmly spoke. “He’ll be here when you get back, I promise. Come on.” 

Reluctantly following Tony, she thanked him and closed the curtain to change. Wincing as she peeled off her clothes, she looked around to find a spot to place them.

“There’s a little washing station off to her left there.” 

Following his direction, she sighed in content to know that she could wash the rest of the blood off. “Um, thank you.” 

“Yeah, no problem.” Tony twirled around, his hands clasped behind his back. “So uh, Peter’s never mentioned you before. Are you two friends?” 

Running a wet towel over her torso, she shook her head even though she knew he couldn’t see her. “No, not really.” Running it over her legs, she sighed again. “We’re just lab partners.”  

“Oh.”

Quickly changing into the fresh clothes, she slid the curtain open. 

“Much better?” He smiled as she nodded.

Guiding them back to Peter’s room, he slowed his steps as he got to the window. It was a close call and Tony was so unbelievably thankful that he made it. 

“He saved me once,” [Y/N] said softly. 

“Hm?” Tony asked, distracted from his thoughts. 

She motioned towards Peter, “He saved me, about two weeks ago.” Hugging herself, she bit her lip. “My apartment building caught on fire and I was stupid enough to go back up the six flights to get something and just as I was about to go back down, the stairs collapsed on me.” [Y/N] met Tony’s eyes, “I never got a chance to thank him and for the past week and a half, I’ve been sitting next to him.” 

“I’m sure he knew,” Tony reassured. Following her gaze to Peter, he frowned, “What were you doing at that warehouse anyway? Seems a bit morbid to be a teen hangout spot.” 

[Y/N] inhaled slowly, “I lost my mom during the battle of New York. We were on our way to see a movie when everything hit the fan. Our taxi got flipped over on its side and the doors were jammed. So, my dad kicked the window out and threw me. I broke a few ribs and my arm but I didn’t feel it at the time because all I could focus on was the fact that there were aliens swarming the city. My mom had suffered a concussion from the wreck and was fading in and out of consciousness so my dad climbed out first to get better leverage. He was a little shaky from it all too so he lost his footing and fell to the ground. I just remember standing there in shock and in panic from it all that I almost didn’t notice the gas leaking from the other cars. I screamed for my dad to hurry but the taxi blew up before he could even stand up to try.” 

Tony stood in silence, his heart breaking. He felt responsible for everything that had happened in New York. And it hurt even more to be standing in front of someone who had lost so much during it all. 

“You asked why I was in the warehouse and the reason was that ever since that day, my dad was never the same. And to a degree, I changed too but he just became so cold. Every time he looked at me, I could see disgust in his eyes. I reminded him so much of the woman he failed to save that he couldn’t even bare to look at me. Abuse isn’t just physical, Mr. Stark. It’s verbal too and every day since then, that was what I had to deal with. Him degrading me as a person, making me see myself in a way that my mother would never let me see myself as. I went to that warehouse tonight to be reunited with my mother. To be reunited with the one person who would have loved me no matter what.” 

Tony inhaled sharply. Nodding, he placed a warm and firm hand on her shoulder. “I tend to be hypocritical at times and this is one of those moments when I say I believe in fate which I normally don’t. But, had you not gone to that warehouse, Peter would be dead. Instead of ending a life, you saved one.” 


Peter’s eyes fluttered open, groaning from the pain, he went to raise his hand to his head but immediately regretted his movement. It felt like he had been hit with a train ten times over. Blinking, his eyes adjusted to the girl sitting in an arm chair with a Chemistry book in her lap. 

“[Y/N]?! What are, what are you doing here?” Panic started to settle into his bones. 

She looked up from her textbook, untucking her legs from underneath her, she set the book down. “You were involved in a serious car accident-”

“-wha?” Peter tried to recall this accident but all he remembered was being seconds from being ripped apart. 

“Peter! You’re awake!” 

“Aunt May?” Peter exclaimed, completely dumbfounded at what was going on. “I don’t understand.” 

Aunt May started to sob, “Oh my god, I’m so glad you’re okay! I was so worried about you.” 

[Y/N] stood up, grabbing her backpack, she smiled. “It’s okay if you don’t remember the car accident, Peter.” Walking over towards him, she gently patted his hand. “You were walking me back to my apartment after our study session when you pushed me out of the way of a speeding car. I can’t thank you enough for saving my life. Hopefully one day I can return the favor.” Just as Aunt May wasn’t looking, she winked and motioned a phone signal with her hand and mouthed call Tony. Turning towards Aunt May, she smiled, “If it’s okay, I’ll leave Peter’s schoolwork with you.” 

Aunt May nodded, tears soaking her eyes. “Of course!” 

Handing it off, she looked at Peter. “I’m glad you’re okay. I’ll see you around.” 

Peter still dumbfounded, nodded. “Yeah. uh, see you around.” 

Once she left the room, Aunt May wiped away some tears. “I know you’re in pain and everything but she’s cute!” 

The signs as pretty things
  • Aries: clothes that fit perfectly, eating your favourite foods randomly, cityscapes, red skies and bright sunsets.
  • Taurus: listening to nostalgic songs at night, misty mornings, spontaneous haircuts, shopping sprees, random acts of kindness.
  • Gemini: spending time with friends, the smell of fresh air, soft hair that smells nice, nighttime driving and seeing the city lights, freckles.
  • Cancer: red jeans, Voss water bottles, bookshops, new earphones, the sound a violin makes when played.
  • Leo: gold ink pens, yellow jumpers, Kanken bags, sunflowers, buying new Washi tape.
  • Virgo: neon signs, mint green aesthetics, pastel clothing, the smell of smoke and red wine, discovering new songs you love from your favourite band.
  • Libra: the colour white, marble floors, black and white kitchen tiles, music stores, buying new vinyl.
  • Scorpio: big fluffy cats, walks in the sun, flannel shirts, staying up till 4:00am talking, fresh fruit.
  • Sagittarius: round framed sunglasses, coffee shops, new fandoms, astronomy, completed sketchbooks.
  • Capricorn: peach aesthetic, patches and pins, Polaroid cameras, rose gold, iced tea.
  • Aquarius: sunrises, solar eclipses, moon jewellery, gemstones, swimming pools.
  • Pisces: post apocalyptic worlds, abandoned buildings, overgrown Ivy, coloured smoke, white eyelashes.
Symbols for the Degrees: Scorpio

The Sabian Symbols were symbols or “images” designated to each degree of each sign in the zodiac by clairvoyant Elsie Wheeler in 1925. They can be used to paint a specific picture of each of your placements based on its degree.

Originally posted by lumituomi

0th-1st degree: A crowded sightseeing bus on a city street

1st-2nd degree: A delicate bottle of perfume lies broken, releasing its fragrance

2nd-3rd degree: A house-raising party in a small village enlists the neighbors’ cooperation

3rd-4th degree: A youth carries a lighted candle in a devotional ritual

4th-5th degree: A massive rocky shore resists the pounding of the sea

5th-6th degree: The gold rush tears men away from their native soil

6th-7th degree: Deep-sea divers

7th-8th degree: A calm lake bathed in moonlight

8th-9th degree: A dentist at work

9th-10th degree: A fellowship supper reunited old comrades

10th-11th degree: A drowning man is being rescued

11th-12th degree: An official embassy ball

12th-13th degree: An inventor performs a lab experiment

13th-14th degree: Telephone lineman at work installing new connections

14th-15th degree: Children playing around give mounds of sand

15th-16th degree: A girl’s face breaking into a smile

16th-17th degree: A woman, fecundated by her own spirit, is “great with child”

17th-18th degree: A path through woods brilliant with multicolored splendor

18th-19th degree: A parrot repeats the conversation he has overheard

19th-20th degree: A woman draws away two dark curtains closing the entrance to a sacred pathway

20th-21st degree: Obeying his conscience, a soldier resists orders

21st-22nd degree: Hunters shooting wild ducks

22nd-23rd degree: A rabit metamorphoses into a nature spirit

23rd-24th degree: After having heard an inspired individual deliever His “Sermon on the Mount”, crowds are returning home

24th-25th degree: An xray photograph

25th-26th degree: Native Americans making camp after moving into a new territory

26th-27th degree: A military band marches nosily on through the city streets

27th-28th degree: The king of the fairies approaching his domain

28th-29th degree: A Native woman pleading for the lives of her children

29th-30th degree: Children in Halloween costumes indulge in various pranks

Craiglist (or whatever similar site) Masterpost

I finally found this really informative post, been searching this for weeks. This is from an awesome longtime SB with really great advice posts @itsnecolbitch, whom already deactivated her account few months ago. Enjoy!!


Are you ready to give craigslist a try? Here are some ads that I have used in the past that worked for me. Pick any of them to choose from.

1. Undeniable Moments- (Insert City Here)


Would you like for me to spice up your night? Lets go out to dinner and lets have a great time. I have went on a few dates but I felt not only something was missing but also my time being wasted. Have you ever felt that way before? Would you like to meet a woman who is exciting and that you hit it off with mutually?

I would like to be spoiled.

2. It’s Never Too Late For Happy Hour- (Insert City Here)


You’re in the middle of a hectic project and you would like to go out for an evening or two. You are in fear of going alone. You don’t have to be afraid anymore as this is when I come to the picture. Your personal social butterfly is here to rescue you. Do you accept this challenge?

3. 777, Jackpot- (Insert City Here)


I am an attractive young lady. My goal is to meet a gentleman and I just hope that chivalry still exists. He must be well traveled as i love to talk about different destinations. I am interested in art, golf, and trying the best restaurants that (insert city) has to offer.

What you’ll learn about me is that I am an elegant individual with a sense of style.

Please be at least 35-55, as I prefer my men older.


4. Lonely Lunches & Dull Dinners- (Insert City Here)

I enjoy to be your oasis, you can forget the issues of everyday life in. I will be happy to experience times of adventure with you, and discover new worlds with you. When we are together, I’ll make you the center of your universe. I will be devoted to satisfying your desires. Just let the rhythm flow through your mind, body and spirit.


I’m not opposed to refreshing yet exciting experiences that make me grow as a person and evolve my professional possibilities. My primary goal is to find a gentleman who is sincere, honest and charitable.


5. Fountain Of Youth- (Insert City Here)

My ideal gentleman is someone who is financially secure as well as intelligent, older and knows how to keep a woman happy. If you are interested in leading more about this exciting opportunity let’s go out for drinks.

6. Discrete Daddy Wanted- (Insert City Here)

A little bit about myself, I am nice, have a bubbly personality, not to mention, I am a spicy, sassy, sweet, sexy petite mixed creature. I would like to be taken care of. Does it sound like you? If so, please email me. Gracias!

7. Establish An Agreement- (Insert City Here)

I enjoy the company of ambitious, successful, gentlemen. I thrive when expectations are clear and well defined in the beginning letting the rest take care of itself as it all unfolds.


I am seeking a gentleman who desires the benefits of companionship, without the entanglements of a traditional relationship. I would like to be spoiled and pampered.


8. The Ambiance- (Insert City Here)

People tell me I have an exotic look. Natural beauty by day, and dressed to the nines at night. I love the finest things life has to offer and will not settle for less. I am ready for fun and ultimately looking for one person to share my life with. I am attracted to powerful men. Honesty and loyalty are very important to me. I love black tie events, the opera, movies, both domestic and international travel, exotic/luxury cars, golfing, skiing and shopping. I believe in chivalry, romance, and sensuality.

I know what I want and when I find it, I will be off the market.


I spend my free time searching for the man of my dreams. He is worldly, educated, classy, fun, and sexy. A man that enjoys taking care of himself and the woman he is crazy about. A man that loves to travel, both planned and spontaneous.

9. Intelligence Is The Ultimate Aphrodisiac- (Insert City Here)


Don’t open the bottle of wine just yet. Just wait. Aren’t you missing something? No, I’m not talking about the appetizers or the main dish. You are missing, me.


My world is rich and diverse. My standards are high. I reserve the right to say no to invitations when appropriate.

I am most definitely not opposed to seeking an arrangement with a gentleman who is diplomatic, refined, exceptional and a philanthropic. You be will be impressed with my confidence along with my presence. I can’t wait to meet you.

10. Dinner With A Beautiful Woman- (Insert City Here)


I am a woman who enjoys having a man truly be a man and a provider. I like spending my time with a mature individual who knows how to treat a woman, and he knows how to make the most of each moment we spend together.

I am seeking a successful man who is interested in exploring a relationship that is mutually beneficial. I want to meet an individual who is open to new things and enjoying quality time.


After you have posted your ad, it’s time to play the waiting game.

You’ve got a response! What’s next? If it sounds intriguing, you can either do two things:

1. Send a personalized email about yourself and what you are looking for OR you can use my example spam message but of course you would have to reword it and it goes like this:

“Thank you so much for responding to my ad. I would love to get to know you better and hopefully you’ll give me the opportunity to do so. I hope you don’t mind my age as I am _____ years old, however I do consider myself as a young face with an old soul, therefore, I am comfortable in any setting. If you don’t mind me asking what exactly is your occupation because I do consider myself as an entrepreneur. I can’t wait to hear back from you.”

After you send that and he replies again, that means you are in there for scheduling a date. Remember to agree to meet at a public place.


Bonus tips: You are allowed to post at least 5 ads a day, so please post, never feel discouraged when they flag it.


1. Be very firm when they ask you what exactly you are looking for. When they ask, do not be shy. Tell him exactly this: At this time, I am looking for a gentleman who isn’t opposed to exploring a relationship that is rather mutually beneficial to as I have done something like this before and the experience was great to where I would like to try again. If he doesn’t know what that means, do not delete his email. Explain to him that in other words you are seeking a sugar daddy/sugar baby arrangement.


Good luck ladies!

White Wine Nights

Summary: In which, we expose Lin as a wine mom 

(I really couldn’t think of a better description, I apologize)

Author’s Note: yay, my collab with @hamilbye!!! yes, it did take us that long to decide to write together and yes, it only took us like three days to finish this. We put our amazing brains together and wrote this pretty quickly. 

I love love love working with you, Nat. It was the most fun. I also love love love you. You’re the best. AND you’re very talented. 

Words: 2,138 

Warnings: alcohol/drinking mentions, a curse word or two (I forget), fluff 


An audible sigh escaped you when you stepped off the elevator in your apartment building, taking a right turn to head down the long hallway. Your feet carried you, but protested heavily after the shift you had pulled at your dead-end waitressing job. You were sure you smelled of stale cigarettes and dirty dishes, but at least you had some cash in your pocket. As if that hadn’t been stressful enough, you hadn’t even seen your apartment in about 20 hours due to college classes and familial commitments. It was the week before Spring Break and hectic was the synonym for your life.

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