clouds on the ground

Dark Spot and Jovian ‘Galaxy’ - This enhanced-color image of a mysterious dark spot on Jupiter seems to reveal a Jovian “galaxy” of swirling storms. Juno acquired this JunoCam image on Feb. 2, 2017, at an altitude of 9,000 miles (14,500 kilometers) above the giant planet’s cloud tops. This publicly selected target was simply titled “Dark Spot.” In ground-based images it was difficult to tell that it is a dark storm. Citizen scientist Roman Tkachenko enhanced the color to bring out the rich detail in the storm and surrounding clouds. Just south of the dark storm is a bright, oval-shaped storm with high, bright, white clouds, reminiscent of a swirling galaxy. As a final touch, he rotated the image 90 degrees, turning the picture into a work of art.

Credits: NASA/JPL-Caltech/SwRI/MSSS/Roman Tkachenko

🌻🌷 Spring Witchcraft 🌹💐

a list of ideas and activities for seasonal and discreet witches, based on what is around to do / use in the springtime. based off my personal experiences 

🍄mushrooms

Often indicators of a fairy ring/realm, and though they shouldn’t be disturbed, they can be portals for fae work.

🍑 infused waters

Not a time for hot drinks, a subtle way to work magic into your day, some suggested recipes with correspondences

🍓wild berries

While it isn’t advised to eat them, they can be used as offerings to fae, gods, or used in spells. just be careful not to pick anything dangerous

☔ rain

Clouds and rain can be used for divination and grounding, but also spells of all kinds. A bit of rainwater is a powerful ingredient in any spell or ritual. 

💐 herb/floral bundles

Herbs are growing, it’s a good time to ready bundles of them to dry for the rest of the year.

🌸 flower crowns

You can make flower crowns according to each flower’s meaning and correspondences, and use their charms. here are some suggestions

🌱new growth

As the season changes over, it’s a good time for rituals and spells for shaking off the old and making way for the new, like this one

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Northern Luzon Giant Cloud Rat

The northern Luzon giant cloud rat (Phloeomys pallidus) is a large species of rodent that is endemic to the Luzon Island of the Philippines. Cloud rats (genus Phloeomys) are distinguished from all other murid rodents by their densely furred tails. P. pallidus has long, dense coat that is highly variable in color and pattern. The coat is usually white with a black mask and collar, but can also be entirely white.

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To Raise a Storm

Storm raising is a traditional use for the witch’s broom. This working gives the witch three intensities at which they may place the storm of their making. It may be stopped at any of the three.
A word of caution might be needed here. Storm raising, while sounding fun, can be nasty business.

For wind-

Find a broom and an open space.
Hold the broom with the bristles up.
Take it in both hands and begin to wave the broom clockwise. Start in small circles and begin to swing farther out and higher up.

“Bristle I stick in Heaven above,
Into the clouds my broom I shove,
and spin it about like the Devil’s top,
and bring the winds to shake the crop.”

For rain-

Dip the bristles in a bit of water. Shake the broom at the sky, throwing the water in all directions.

“Bristle I stick in Heaven above,
Into the clouds my broom I shove,
and shake wet bristle above the ground,
and make the pouring rain come down.”

For thunder- 

Hold it aloft for a moment, then take the broom and with force begin to strike the ground with the bristles.

“Bristle I stick in Heaven above,
Into the clouds my broom I shove,
and strike the dirt beneath my wake,
and bring the lightning and thunder quake.”

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Life Is Strange: Before the Storm Just got announced, and you know what that means…another sad sapphic love song on ukulele, this time about Amberprice.

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she was an angel
she was a leo
she helped me dye my hair in the sink

she was the bringer of change and of spring
wearing her flannel and feather earring

she made it okay, to not be okay
made me believe that someone would stay…

she was a charmer
she was a changer
she could fit in with every crowd

but I fit with her, like a storm for my cloud
pulled into the eye of her, high off the ground

she made it okay, to not be okay
made me believe that someone could stay…

she was a model
she was a rebel
one second with her you’d know she’s a star

and I kissed her hard on an old junkyard car
and I carved her name on the wall in a heart

she made it okay, to not be okay
made me believe that someone could…
that someone would stay…

~

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“Carnations” (Epilogue)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (College AU)

Summary: A carnation fundraiser, an iota of possibility, and a longtime secret crush on your hot best friend - what could go wrong?

we’re officially at the end of the mini-series! there’s an extended a/n and q&a section at the end of this chapter. thank you showering this story with your love!

“Carnations” (Masterlist)

 “Something’s bothering you.”

“Nothing’s bothering me.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m pretty sure.”

Your boyfriend sets down his lemonade glass and leans in, his face so close that you can smell his beverage’s sweetness linger on his lips. His eyes search your face in a hawkish manner as he says, “Meh, I don’t think so. Something is definitely bothering you.  What’s going on?”

A shrug pulls your shoulders up and down. “Nothing. I’m peachy,” you fib.

“Right, and I’m the Queen of England. Come on, doll. This is me you’re talking to.”

You stare hard at the brunette sitting across from you, his cheeky smile practically challenging you to disagree with him. If dating Bucky has taught you anything, it’s that there’s no point in attempting to lie because he knows you way too well. You’re not the only one well-versed in someone’s tells, and Bucky likes to point that out every so often.

He knows he’s on the money with his observation. Cheekiness changing into gentle concern, Bucky takes your hand in his, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “What’s going on in that beautiful brain of yours?” he repeats.

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It Takes An Accident- Pietro x Reader

Authors notes: I have never done a Soulmate AU so I hope this is okay. Thanks for the request Anon. Also, I dished this out this morning and did not read it over and over like I usually do to edit fics so, sorry for any mistakes. Also, also, I don’t do science so I hope the number thing makes sense.

Prompt: I have a request (no rush) if you write Pietro could you write a soulmate mark one? Pietro or reader has their mark in a hard to see place so one doesn’t what to look for, but the other has it on a visible spot. .. Am I making sense I’m not sure XD

 Notes/Warnings: I cant really think of anything but maybe adrenaline rush, flying, falling, crashing.

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 You hate it.

 Its dark and it hurt when it burned into your skin. On the plus side, its on the the back of your hip so, no one can see the deep red numbers that sat raised slightly above the rest of your skin. They looked like scars, lifted with a slight shine to them. The thing that bothered you about all this soulmate nonsense was the fast that it was so unclear.

 For some people their numbers were a date, for some a location, and others, a time. Then, there were the extremely rare ones who got letters, initials or even an actual name. You however were stuck with numbers, so there was no way of knowing what yours meant.

 The number was too short to be a date or location. So, what did 894 mean? Screw it, you didn’t care. With your luck, you probably wouldn’t even meet your soulmate, it’s known to happen to some people.

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Across the Universe - Book Teaser #1


Laughing seemed to come easy whenever Jimin was around Yoongi; the two of them frequenting their secret spot in the forest every day since their first meeting. They’d stay up talking deep into the night, sometimes not separating until the sun’s rays peeked through the dense leaves.

“What’s your favorite color?” Yoongi asked one evening, sprawled out on a blanket Jimin had brought the day before.

“Hmm…“ Jimin hummed, mulling the question over from his spot next to Yoongi. "I like a lot of colors but right now…I think I like yellow the most.”

“Why?”

Jimin stretched his arms up away from the ground, fingers grasping at the passing clouds in the star speckled sky. “Maybe it has something to do with the little bit of sun we get during the winter. Lately when I see the color yellow it makes me really happy.” His arms fell back to his sides, fingers brushing against Yoongi’s in the process and instinctively curling to hook themselves around his hand.

Yoongi shifted slightly and Jimin immediately retracted, not-so-smoothly shoving both hands into his jacket pockets as Yoongi’s gaze dropped down from the sky and settled onto his face.

“You have a bad habit of doing that, you know,” Jimin mumbled after seconds of silence. He didn’t avert his gaze as he spoke, still focusing on the the trees, pinching at the lining of his jacket.  "You’re always staring.”

Yoongi turned onto his side towards Jimin and propped up his head using the palm of his hand. “I like yellow too.”

Jimin peered over at him–lips curved upward and eyes brimming with warmth–before immediately returning his attention upward. “Ye-yeah, well it’s a nice–”

“Your aura,” Yoongi interrupted, “it’s yellow.”

“My what?”

Yoongi sat up and crawled over to Jimin who was still lying on his back. “Your aura,” he began, hovering over Jimin and tracing the outline of his body, “is the energy you give off. Every living thing gives off energy and that energy has a color.”

“Every living thing?”

Yoongi nodded.

“Animals and plants?”

Yoongi nodded again.

Jimin pointed at the nearest tree, his eyes narrowed. “That? That tree has a color?”

This time, Yoongi sighed. “Yeah.”

“And me?” Jimin poked his chest. “I have a color too?”

“You have colors.”

“Colors…?”

“Like a flame. It’s really pretty…” Yoongi reached out to caress the imaginary light and even though he was nowhere near close to touching him, Jimin held his breath in anticipation.

“Does…everyone have more than one?”

Yoongi shook his head. “It’s rare.”

“Is it a…a bad thing?”

“Having more than one? No.”

“Ah…” Jimin nodded, taking it all in. “Are my colors…good colors?”

“Nothing fits neatly into those categories of ‘good’ and 'bad’. It’s all subjective, isn’t it?”

Jimin punched Yoongi lightly in the arm. “Just answer the–”

“Yellow…” Yoongi leaned in close, catching Jimin off guard. “…happiness.” His hand brushed against the top of Jimin’s head and followed the curves of his body. “Pink…tenderness, gentleness, and love.”

“So basically…I’m perfect.” Jimin smirked, his breathing unsteady and shallow.

"Don’t flatter yourself, brat.” Yoongi tucked a lock of Jimin’s hair behind his ear. “I think we both know you’re far from perfect.”

Of course Jimin knew he wasn’t perfect. He wasn’t always eye-smiles and sunshine, giggles and toothy grins. Most times he was self-critical; holding himself to standards that weren’t realistic, measuring his self-worth in the approval of others. He was constantly performing, whether he was on stage or not, showcasing traits he believed would garner attention and praise.

And somehow this stranger–this Min Yoongi–had the ability to see through his well constructed facade after only knowing him for a few days. With the simplest of words, he managed to stir something inside of Jimin that both terrified and excited him.

Somewhere in between reconciling those two emotions, Jimin blurted out, “I think I like you.”

Yoongi’s fingers paused in the air, head tilted as he withdrew his hand. “You think you like me?”

“I can’t…can’t explain it and it's–I’m usually not like–”

Yoongi pressed a finger against Jimin’s mouth. “Stop overthinking. You’ll ruin it.”

“Ru–ruin? Ruin what?”

“The moment,” he whispered, bending forward and resting his forehead against Jimin’s.

“Ah…” Jimin clung to the blanket beneath them, eyes screwing shut and lips pursed.

He waited for what seemed like hours, growing impatient after nothing but warm puffs of air from their breathing. Jimin opened one eye hesitantly, then the other, before realizing that Yoongi was no longer leaning against him, his face even further away than it was before.

“Aren’t you…aren’t you going to kiss me?”

Yoongi tapped Jimin’s bottom lip. “Kiss?”

“Yeah, well…you said–I mean, I thought–” Jimin could feel pinpricks of embarrassment nipping at his cheeks and ears.

“But you’re a prince. Shouldn’t I court you properly first?”

Jimin gaped at him, blinking profusely before they both broke into a fit of giggles, doubling over and falling on top of each other in the process.

“Come on, little prince.” Yoongi grinned, helping a flustered Jimin stand and straighten his clothes after they’d managed to detangle themselves. “Let me buy you some dinner.”

✨  across the universe is a yoonmin fanbook by @possesen​ and @jiminthefairyprince​  due for release this summer! ✨ 

maybe one of the most important things ive learned about healing this year is dont be afraid to be corny. especially if youre struggling with mental health – it’s not always possible, of course, but when you are able to pause and think how amazing it is to have thousands of years of evolution behind your being just for you to see these clouds, how much the smell of coffee has been a grounding force for all these years, how you love your friends so much that words cant describe it.

hold onto that, even if just in your head. who cares if its corny? who cares if maybe you could read that same sentiment in a john green novel? if it can help anchor you to positive energy in your life then use it 

it’s bring your child to work day. the Aces practice if full of young children learning to skate. Kent Parson arrives, with a stroller and Kit Purrson on a onesie. The PR team shakes their head, but go get the cat sized Purrson jersey they had for the occasion, knowing that it would happen. when they are taking pictures with the children, Kent’s is captioned as “Kent Parson, single mother of one”

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Jack Sparrow

Admiration, attraction, smut

Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean

Request:  “Heyyy!!! In celebration of POTC 5 coming out could you do a Jack Sparrow x reader or imagine whichever one you choose where the both of you get marooned on an island by Barbossa and his crew and things get heated like a little more than Jack and Elizabeth in POTC 1. And then like you guys find a way of the island and yeah. I don’t exactly know how but yeah! Thanks <3333”

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Sorry to hear you have that! I hope you enjoy the fic.

Breakfast was one of the most enjoyable times for the paladins. Exhaustion from training was yet to come, so Hunk always made something delicious to have relaxed conversations over before the day began. One particular morning, however, Lance couldn’t help but pick at his food silently, wincing at the harsh meal hall lighting. Fear pricked at the back of his mind, but he pushed it away; there was no way he was going to be fussed over and be the weak link again.

“Is something wrong, buddy?” Hunk asked. Lance jumped and shook his head, pushing his plate away. “No no no no no, I’m great,” he said with a giant smile. He earned a weird look from his friend, but Shiro stood before Hunk could investigate further. “Alright team, let’s head to training.” A series of groans met his words, and as they filed out, no one noticed Lance briefly massaging his temples and shutting his eyes.

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Weekend Hashtag Project: #WHPyoungatheart

Weekend Hashtag Project is a series featuring designated themes and hashtags chosen by Instagram’s Community Team. For a chance to be featured on the Instagram blog, follow @instagram and look for a post every week announcing the latest project.

Age really is just a number. This weekend, head out into the world and capture playful, candid photos and videos showing how life is better when we keep a touch of whimsy in every day.

Here’s how to get started:

  • Turn the mundane into the magical by observing daily scenes through the eyes of a child. Clouds become animals, the ground turns to lava and a cardboard box lets you travel through time.
  • Have you kept any mementos from your own childhood? Take a video, Boomerang or multi-post to show their presence and meaning.
  • Just grab your camera and be joyful. Be spontaneous. Be silly! We could all do with taking ourselves a little less seriously.

PROJECT RULES: Please add the #WHPyoungatheart hashtag only to photos and videos taken over this weekend and only submit your own visuals to the project. If you include music in your video submissions, please only use music to which you own the rights. Any tagged photo or video taken over the weekend is eligible to be featured next week.