combination method

Some things to remember about sigils.

I’m thrilled to see how sigils have taken off in the magical community, but there are three things I keep seeing in the tags that could easily compromise your manifestation.

-Use positive affirmations. Take the “not” out of your sigil. Sigils use your subconscious to manifest, and in much the same way that your first response when someone tells you “don’t look over there,” is to ignore them and look where they just told you not to, your subconscious will skip right over the “not” and fuck with your results. For example, “I am strong,” versus “I am not weak,” where “I am strong” carries the positive affirmations and “I am not weak” carries negative affirmations. Your subconscious takes “I am not weak” and crosses out the “not” and sees it instead as “I am weak,” and therefore your sigil may manifest the complete opposite of what you had intended.

-Use present tense as opposed to future tense. I’ve learned from experience to not leave room for loopholes, and using “I will” instead of “I am” leaves some room for loopholes. The phrase “I will be strong” leaves an open loophole where your sigil could start working right away as you intended it, or, in the case that the universe decides to be a little fucker as it so often does, a year from now. “I am strong” denotes that this is a thing that is happening now, so it’ll manifest now as opposed to later when it might not even matter anymore. If you have to use the word “will,” then the phrase “it is my will” may work for you.

However, if your sigil is something that you planned on manifesting sometime in the future, (“i will meet my soulmate”) then go ahead and use “i will” in your phrasing.

-Your sigil has to be charged AND activated. Not one or the other. Both. Masturbate over it and burn it. Meditate on it and tap it. There are a number of methods and combination of methods to achieve this, but it’s important that you do both or your desire will not manifest.

Tricks to coloring grey scale art

I wanted to recolor something but didn’t want to do it manually (I’m lazy…I know…but hey its cool) so here are two ways I learned to recolor grey scale art

1. Gradient Maps

In Photoshop, go to Image > Adjustments > Gradient Map

Here, you can apply preset gradients to your pieces by selecting them in the drop down.

(There are some rather interesting choices, as you can see from the random one I selected)

By clicking the gradient bar itself, you can edit the gradient you have selected, create a new one, or load in other presets.  Just make sure the gradient type is Solid and not Noise, it won’t let you edit the colors if it is set to Noise.  This method is helpful if you’re doing a palette challenge.

Here’s some of the results I got messing around with it:

2. Prisma

Prisma is amazing. Its and app, I thiiink it’s originally made to edit instagram picures, but it can do a lot more than that

You select a picture in the app, and from there you can select and test out different styles on it.  Some work better on certain works than others do, experiment a bunch. Each one takes a couple minutes to load, but its worth it

Here’s some of the styles I liked:

I’m sure you could combine both of these methods, but I haven’t tried that yet. Could be interesting

Now go forth and color your art!

rienerose  asked:

Thank you so much for your previous answers! They have helped quite a bit. I have a follow-up quick question--what type of fasteners were used at this time? I am assuming there was not yet a rubbery-grip for stockings, so did they use garters or ribbon side-ties? Ties for slips? Did we have snaps, hook-and-eye closures, or zippers yet? Thank you!

Hi again! I’ll do my best to answer your question. :)

For closing and holding clothes in place, here was a multitude of techniques. Hooks and eyes seems by far the most common. The bodices could simply be closed in the front or the back with a row of hooks and eyes. Since they were usually worn over the corset, it was the corset who got the straining, and not so much the bodice itself.

It was common to insert a broad waistband, “anchoring” the bodice in the waist. This was usually closed in front with hooks and eyes. The bodice could then be buttoned over, as seen in this 1876 one:

Another common thing was to combine two methods. This 1879 bodice (from The Met) has a sturdy front-buttoned panel under a decorative “stomacher” attached with hooks and eyes at the left side:

Last but not least, bodices could also be laced together. This had been one of the preferred methods historically, as it allowed the garment to be adjusted in size. But it became less common in the Victorian era, and was often used as a “statement” detail rather than a practical detail.

Skirts were typically held together with hooks and bars, or buttoning, or lacing/tying. With overlapping panels and lots of drapes, it only needed to be firmly anchored in the waist, and whatever method enabled this could be used.

Zippers were however not in use in Victorian fashion. Simply because they were invented in the 1890s, and first came into use in the 1910-20s. Even then they were not common, and only used for jackets and the like.

As for stockings, they could have a rubber facing on the inside/top to make them less slippery, similar to what’s found today. Women often wore a belt-like construction in addition, with straps attached to the top of the stockings to hold them in place. One ad from 1897 shows the straps going down the side of the leg, but it could also be in the front and back of the leg:

But more common was the garter, which could be tied, buttoned, buckled or eventually also held together with elastics. Stockings usually were over-knee, or tied right under the knee. It’s how socks were held in place for centuries, and despite newer inventions also how many Victorian ladies did it. In the Edwardian era corsets became longer, extending down over the hips, and here corsets could replace the separate “hose supporters” as seen in the 1897 ad. This was in use until the socks themselves became more elastic and self-supporting.


Stretch & Tone routines are some of the most popular in the ZGYM. They combine different methods of movement such as yoga, Pilates, bar and more. It’s a gentle way to awaken even the smallest muscles in your body and help with recovery and rejuvenation.
I’ll see you in the ZGYM at
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Them Finding Her Crying on Her Own but Acting Happy After: BTS



Would silently hug you and pat your head whenever you were alone, letting you know that it’s okay to tell him what was wrong.


Would lock himself into his studio, working day and night until suddenly popping back out of that dark hole and presenting you with the most beautifully written track, with the best composition of lyrical flows that made you tear up all over again.


Would try to make you crack a smile to render you off from your defenses, and as he saw your demeanor change, he would attack instantly, asking you what was wrong with subtlety, so that you would not back down into your shell.

Rap Monster:

He would give you some time alone, trying to keep his distance until he saw you going through an inner turmoil. He dared not approach, in case he’d make the matters even worse. Only when he saw you becoming a bit calmer, he would come up to you, hug you, and reassure you.


If he saw you crying, you already know it- there will be no peace of mind for you. He’d be so damn worried that you might as well spill everything that’s been building up for you, so that he won’t start crying, too.


He would feel bat, seeing your tears rolling down. He would blame himself, as well. He’d blame himself on not knowing about your stress any sooner. Blame himself about being unable to calm you down at that moment, in fear of only worsening things for you. He blamed himself and even called himself the culprit of your distress.


He’d be at a clear loss of what to do, never handling such a situation before. He would try and think from different perspectives of his `hyungs`l; how would they cope with the situation? In the end, he would try and combine all of the methods from them and just go in and try to calm you down.

>Summer Fruit Smoothie<

Bottom layer: (mango)
1 banana
2 frozen mangoes
1 nectarine
1 cup coconut water

Top layer: (raspberry)
1 banana
1 1/2 cups frozen raspberries
1 cup coconut water

Combine and blend the ingredients for the mango smoothie. Pour into a jar until it’s half way full.
Combine and blend the ingredients for the raspberry smoothie. Pour into a jar, filling it up to the top. Top with frozen raspberries/anything else you would like.

The Game: Part 2

Pairing: Soulless!Sam x Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: Oral (female on male), language, flirtation, dirty talk

A/N: I couldn’t help myself, I left the last part at such a cliffhanger. This was pretty well requested anyway. Also I’m really sorry this isn’t my best work. I’ve had this doc open for months and wanted it out of the way so I’ve been focusing all my attention on my two series so anyway…Please enjoy!

Summary: You and the Winchesters investigate one of John’s cold cases, only forcing the tension between you and Sam to become dangerous. Needless to say, Sam wants to play a little game.

Part One

You could feel your body floating from your dreams and back to consciousness, that sometimes overwhelming ache behind your eyelids, the way your body itched to be stretched out. You rolled over, stretching your arm across the empty space beside you and-and-

“What the fuck?!”

Your arm flew under your pillow to where you hid your blade and your eyes flew open, quickly adjusting to the tall, dark and handsome figure slouched on the side of your bed and peering at you with soulless eyes.

He blinked.
“I told you I intended to hold up my end today,” he said coolly, almost monotone.
You clenched your jaw and moved your blade to the bedside table, scowling at him.
“Personal space, Sam, seriously? How did you even get in?”
Sam raised his eyebrow.
“Right. Doesn’t mean you needed to fucking watch over me like-like Castiel! You are not a Castiel! You are a Sam and a fucking soulless Sam might I add. Learn boundaries, dick,” you ranted, your body seething. This was not how you wanted to be woken up today.

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Boiled creme treat

Boiled creme treats can be found in almost every kitchen and household in Skyrim, and once you get a taste you’ll know why! While there is quite a lot of preparation involved in making these delicious pastries, it will be well worth the effort (and this recipe serves 10, so prepare to wow your dinner guests)!

You will need:
1 cup butter, softened
1 egg
4 cups flour
2 tsp dry yeast
1 ½ cups milk, lukewarm
½ cup caster sugar
1 tsp salt
2 tsp vanilla essence

1 cup heavy cream
2 vanilla beans, scraped
1 tsp vanilla essence
3 egg yolks
1/3 cup caster sugar

¼ cup butter, melted
½ cup icing sugar
1 tsp vanilla essence

Combine the dry pastry ingredients in a mixing bowl. Slowly add the milk and stir. Add the butter and egg, and knead by hand until the dough is smooth.

Place the dough in a warm space and cover with a cloth for an hour or until dough has doubled in size. Knead the dough to push out the air, then refrigerate.

On low heat, combine the cream, vanilla beans, and vanilla essence. In another bowl, whip the egg yolks and sugar until smooth, and pour into the creme mixture slowly, stirring the whole time. Continue whisking on low heat until the entire creme mixture is smooth and even.

To make the glaze, beat together the butter, sugar, and vanilla essence until smooth. Leave in a warm place until ready to use.

Preheat your oven to 200C/400F. Grease a large baking tray and set aside.

Roll your dough out into a flat rectangle about ½" thick. Use a small bowl (3-4") or similar round mould to cut circular shapes from the dough, then lay them evenly on your baking tray. Using a spoon, make a deep indentation in the centre of each dough round (do not cut all the way to the bottom), then bake for 10 mins. Remove from the oven and fill each well with creme, then glaze with a basting brush. Bake for another 10-15 mins, or until golden brown.

Wait until completely cool to eat.

The NASA Village

Today in the NASA Village… The Space Toilet.

Jeff Stone is a flight controller and trainer. His advice to the NASA Village audience, “Always learn all you can so you can better handle whatever comes your way.”

Today’s learning was essential to living on the International Space Station. What could be more important than learning how to make sure the space toilet keeps working?!

The process of learning is critical to the training of an astronaut because we are constantly absorbing new information. You have to enjoy the processes of learning itself.

For me, the most essential form of learning in the NASA Village is learning by doing.

But sometimes looking behind the panel at the spaghetti of components can be confusing, and it is not possible to understand the big picture, without diagrams and procedures, as well. This combination of teaching methods is one the most effective for me and Jeff did a phenomenal job of combining it all together.

One of the critical components of the system involves a substance that is added to each “flush”, called conservant. This minimizes the bacterial growth in the stored urine before it is plumbed to the water processing assembly, and cleaned up for later drinking (yes, I said drinking). Here Jeff is reminding me of the critical steps in this somewhat tricky valve.

Being “elbow deep” in repairs is not uncommon on station. This training turned out to be incredibly useful to me on the SECOND day after we arrived on station! There had been a failure of the separator (unit that separates air and urine) which meant some major repairs were needed. I was sure glad I had Jeff’s training that day!

Learning new things is always exciting for me…even if it is not always easy. It is great to work in an environment where questions are welcome and instructors and flight controllers are excited about sharing their knowledge and experience.

Jeff was always interested in aviation and space, but until he enlisted in the Air Force, he didn’t really think he had much chance to participate. As a nonmilitary astronaut, and before that a NASA biochemist, I can claim this is not true; because there are many military workers at NASA. For Jeff, “The Air Force provided the opportunity to gain confidence enough to really pursue challenging goals and then build on successes.” For me, that confidence was built in college and graduate school, where hands on testing (and failing) led to the ability to form better questions/experiments to lead to an end result. Repeating the process and finding alternative solutions became easier with practice.        

Fixing a spaceship takes a lot of people and a lot of innovative thinking. The reason Mission Control is so effective is because they know a lot about the mechanics of the hardware itself. If something goes wrong they need to have an idea of what is taking place. Jeff said, “You never know what is going to happen, and being able to deal with it using on hand resources, including your brain, is one of the keys to exploration.” He has been working on the space toilet for over fifteen years. He is proud of his work and his addition to the NASA Village because, who can’t relate?

Enjoying the process of learning builds better pathways to future learning. How do you learn best?

Do you want more stories? Find our NASA Villagers here!

Charting a molecular map of the brain: a catalogue of dozens of new neuronal subtypes in the hypothalamus

The human brain is made up of billions of cells. We do not know the identity or exact function of countless thousands of them since comprehensive efforts to catalogue neurons have just recently begun. Studying these many still unidentified cells is an important “hot-spot” in frontier brain research since it offers the discovery of new cell functions that could play important roles in many diseases. In the Department of Molecular Neurosciences at the Center for Brain Research of the Medical University of Vienna, scientists have now described many previously unknown neurons in the hypothalamus and determined the function of a hitherto uncharted dopamine cell. The study has now been published in the leading journal “Nature Neuroscience”.

An accurate look into the cellular and molecular composition of the brain has recently become possible thanks to a combination of traditional methods, particularly the use of microscopy to determine cellular structure, and “single-cell RNA sequencing”. Using the latter method, it is by now possible to extract key molecular information that encodes the identity of each cell – and that means tens of thousands of mRNA molecules per cell.

“The hypothalamus is the area that regulates metabolic processes throughout the body by producing many different hormones. For this reason, it is the region of the brain with the greatest density of structurally and functionally distinct neurons. Considering that as few as 1,000 – 5,000 neurons can control basic hormonal processes such as stress, nutrition and sleep, the discovery of additional neuronal subtypes promises new knowledge to advance our understanding of how fundamental interactions between the brain and the body are triggered and maintained” explains Tibor Harkany, Head of the Department of Molecular Neurosciences within the Center for Brain Research.

The team from MedUni Vienna’s Center for Brain Research has distinguished 62 different subtypes of neurons. Thus, it is now possible to investigate their function, including their wiring and modes of communication with other nerve cells locally, as well as in distant regions of the brain. The researchers have already succeeded in identifying the function of a particular subtype of neuron, a dopamine cell with a unique molecular signature. “We think that the secretion of some hormones (e.g. prolactin) produced in the pituitary gland only occurs when this dopamine cell is inactive. Since its activity changes during the day, it also controls circadian fluctuations in hormone levels” explains Tomas Hökfelt, visiting professor at the Center for Brain Research, who pioneered the anatomical mapping of neuropeptide systems in the hypothalamus. The pituitary gland is a sort of interface, via which the brain regulates processes such as growth, reproduction, sexuality and stress via the release of hormones.

Consequently, it might be possible to exploit these exciting findings to pinpoint drug targets in many of the newly identified neurons in order to intervene in metabolic diseases – for example in obesity, contraception, anorexia, insomnia or even narcolepsy. This line of research expects to predominantly influence metabolic processes through pharmacological modulation of hypothalamic neurons. “These findings could therefore help us to devise new ways of combating many of the most common and devastating diseases in our modern society. Our results encourage us to think that new treatment options might exist, and could target hitherto unknown hormones or receptor systems” explains Roman Romanov, lead author and brain researcher at Medical University of Vienna.

“If we continue to catalogue not only neurons but also other cell types in the brain then we will gain comprehensive insights in how complex functions arise”, says Tibor Harkany “then, it might be possible to precisely explain connections, relationships and interactions between neurons and even predict how, where and when certain neurons act together, even across distant areas of the brain, to orchestrate fundamental outputs throughout life.”


(Avie showing signs of keeping cool)

How do I recognise heat stress in my bird?

When birds core temperature reaches above 38-40 degrees Celsius their body starts to respond physiologically. Heat is released via opened mouth breathing or panting, arched wings, minimal movement and closed eyes.

In these cases where your bird is showing signs of heat stress, gradually cooling your bird via water misting, air conditioning, fans or a combination of these cooling methods is necessary to prevent heat stroke.

During the hot hours of the day - refrigerated fruits and veggies that are abundant in water (apple, cucumber, capsicum, lettuce, silver beet) will help keep them hydrated and cool.
Fresh water is a must and as a rule I keep 2 bowls in my birds cage. One small one for drinking and a larger bowl for bathing. On these hot days I generally put a few ice cubes to keep the water from reaching room temperature.

Prolonged exposure of heat stress to your birds may cause organ shut down and cell damage. In the summer months keeping your birds cool is vital to their health.

pxiao  asked:

Top five Fruitshipping moments. Cause I want to see a good show don't tell relationship and we have plenty of moments to fill a large variety of these lists.

Oh god just 5??? Okay I got this be still my heart

5. Episode 2, Yuzu and Yuya’s action duel

Okay I know this is pretty early in the series and it can be seen as platonic, but you get so much character from this scene and grounds of a solid friendship between them. Like:

Yuzu’s getting shit because she was rude to Yuya like some of the fandom does to her lol but instead she just goes with it.

Like at this point of the story we now know both Yuya and Yuzu are entertainers, and now we get to see them doing what they love together and how they work off each other.

Not to mention this scene is funny as hell. Like wow it’s just showing us two cuties performing together (granted it’s not perfect because Yuya’s in funk atm) and I already fell for their dynamic at this point and its only ep 2. 

ALSO they fucking used Plain Plain (where this duel took place) in episode 141 to rip my god damn heart out and to show this duel had meaning and we should realize that we’re missing Yuzu.

4. Yuya is PISSED/cry baby (eps 50 + 51)

At this point in the show we’ve gotten a good basis on their relationship. Yuya and Yuzu are childhood friends with the same goal and they inspire each other to become stronger. Pretty standard and honestly nothing new.

And then they get separated.

Like I did NOT expected them to act the way they did when this happened (at least Yuya because when has a main protag ever cared that much for the female protag minus Anzu from season 0)

I am 98% sure that this is the first time Yuya has cried openly to people without his goggles AND ITS CAUSE OF YUZU. This boy has hidden his emotions about his dad, his bullying, and pendulum summoning but Yuzu’s apparent capture is what got Yuya to finally show his sadness and not cover them with jokes and his goggles.

Yuya as we know, when he’s not berserker, is a pacifist but he’s going out of character because he’s so mentally distraught and sad. Like the only person I would get like that for is my twin so to me this speaks volumes since Yuya values Yuzu’s well being over his own values.  

And then in Yugioh it’s a known thing that the female protags most times stay on the side line and cheer on the main protag AND THEYRE ACTUALLY ACKNOWLEDGING IT AND IT’S SUPER IMPORTANT TO YUYA. Like apparently Yuma’s says something similar to Kotori near the end of Zexal but I’m not there yet but like this is ep 50 compared to 140-something.

Looking back this is super important. Like when Zarc got revived he stated he was surprised/thrilled that there was more to Pendulum Summoning than he first thought (combining all the three methods w/ it) and the reason Yuya was able to do it was because of Yuzu. He was able to go beyond Zarc’s expectations and plans BECAUSE OF YUZU.

God when has a main protag screamed out a female protags name like that before in yugioh??? 

Yuzu is also a cry baby three episodes down the line.

3. Yuzu saves Yuya from Zarc

It speaks volumes when nearly all your friends (including your bff THE MAN Gonzengaka) can’t save from Satan, but the moment you say one sentence to you, you regain some control.

Like god, I love their relationship. Zarc and Ray are literally trying to destroy the other but these two can break through their previous lives soul’s to communicate with one another cause of how god damn much they mean to each other.

Listen if you go across DIMENSIONS to get save someone in Yugioh YOU KNOW your ship is real (Spiritshipping and Keyshipping being the other prime examples). But like in my fruitshipping video (which ya’ll should watch) this moment is when I used the lyrics ‘no distance can ever keep us apart’ because WOW dimensions AND demonic/angelic possessions isn’t enough sever the bond between these two.

Also my otp tag.

2. Yuya summons Odd-Eyes Raging Dragon

Lowkey this moment is up so high because Yuya’s just fucking amazing in this scene. Like Zarc’s influence is getting stronger but like LIST OF THINGS THAT HAVE CAUSED YUYA SO GO BERSERKER 

-Ep 39 with Zarc’s trigger words and Yuya didn’t even remember it

-Yuto’s memories of being attacked the Academia 

-Being electrocuted in the god damn brain

-Being in the same area as all four boys that causes a hole to open in the sky

-Creepy old guys touching Yuzu

Like one of these things is not like the other lol

Seriously though, the others are near close to psychological torture and PTSD but someone touching Yuzu inappropriately invokes the same amount of rage from Yuya. THATS A HUGE ASS COMPARISON. Also the scene was gorgeous god damn.

1. Yuzu inspires Yuya during Friendship Cup

Okay this moment…THIS is when Fruitshipping went from a casual ship to god damn otp for me.

So for the past couple eps, Yuya has been feeling like shit (ground facility, losing Jack, missing Yuzu), of course Yuzu doesn’t know some of bad shit that’s going on, but goddamit the citrus is going to show the tomato that she’s okay.

Like dueling for other people is nothing new to yugioh but holy SHIT

Of course Yuzu doesn’t know the cost of losing, but all she wants to do is make Yuya feel at ease (which the poor boy hasn’t felt in so long fuck)

Yuzu hasn’t spoken to Yuya this entire arc but she knows how he’s feeling right now. She knows Yuya. This just furthers the belief that they’ve known each other for so god damn long and are ‘irreplaceable’ to one another.

Look at how goddamn surprised he is. Like instead of worrying about herself, she’s worried about him?? Granted this might have to do with Yuya’s self worth issues And as the duel goes on, it’s not just her feelings she trying to convey to Yuya (hot-blooded and shivers). Instead of ‘oh look it’s your love-interest’s feelings’ she shows that everyone from back in Standard are also with Yuya.



Just…fuck me. 

false alarm

The stomach pains were unbearable, beyond any physical pain she had ever experienced before. She was sure it was just period cramps, and tried to alleviate the pain by doing what every girl does: painkillers, a hot water bottle draped over her stomach, stretching… you name it, she’d tried it. However, nothing was helping.

“Y/n, I think we should go to the hospital. Three days ago you said that if the pain doesn’t go away within 2 days, you’d go see a doctor. And as far as I’m aware, this is now the third day and  your stomach still hurts,” William worried and watched y/n laying on the bed in a fetal position. Her face was all crunched up in pain and he could tell she was having a hard time breathing normally.

“No… I’m already feeling a little better,” she lied and got up, but was wincing so bad that William rolled his eyes.

“Stop lying. I know your scared of needles and doctors and all that, but we’re going to the emergency room. We’ll be back home for dinner.” William helped her to put her shoes on and practically carried her into the car. If only he had known what was going to happen.

4 hours later at the ER, the doctor had taken multiple tests, but none of those explained what was causing the pain. Y/n had been hooked to an IV, and she was given stronger medicine to ease the pain. She was laying peacefully on the hospital bed, the meds making her feel better and better each minute. William rested his head on her legs, and looked exhausted. This was not what he’d had in mind, he had expected the pain to be her appendix which would have been easily treated, so now after multiple tests and check ups he was growing more and more worried.

“Alright, Miss…” the doctor started as he re-entered the room for probably the 13th time at this point. “We are still clueless as to what could be causing the pain you’re feeling. We are going to bring in an ultra sound technician, who is going to check your ovaries for cysts”.

Y/n was nodding along, listening carefully and William just stared at the doctor, unsure of what to say. He wanted to argue like a little kid, ask him questions like “why aren’t you making her feel better”, but knew it would only make the situation worse.

“While you’re here though, is there any chance you could be pregnant? Are you sexually active?” the doctor continued, writing in his little notebook. She glanced at Will, half-expecting him to faint after hearing the word “pregnancy”, but he was showing no emotion, just listening and looking at the doctor.

“Yes, but I’m on birth control,” she replied and was sure she always took the pill at the same exact time each day, to maximise its effectiveness.

“Well, as I’m sure you know, no method of birth control is 100% effective. Even the combination of two different methods does not guarantee anything. I’ll send in a nurse to do an ultra sound checkup,” the doctor smiled and clapped his notebook shut. Will squeezed her hand.

“You alright?”

“Yeah. Sort of surprised you’re still here though, I was expecting you to run away when the doctor mentioned pregnancy,” she chuckled and missed the offended look on Will’s face. When she didn’t get a response from him, she turned her head in surprise.

“Why would I have ran away? If we’re pregnant, then we’re pregnant. ” Y/n was taken aback: did he just say “we” and not “you”? She wondered if she had been pumped so full of meds that she was hallucinating. Looking at her stomach she couldn’t help but wonder.

“You want to have a baby?” Now it was William’s turn to be surprised.

“Of course I do and you know that. Not necessarily right now, but if it happens, it happens,” he shrugged. Y/n was now sure she was having a dream, the guy sitting next to her was a far cry from the Will she’d started dating nearly a year ago, who had insisted on getting her on the pill. The look on her face must have given away her astonishment as William gave her a reassuring smile, kissing her forehead.

“Would you really be okay with it if I were pregnant?” she asked quietly, still not believing what he’d said before. He looked really puzzled for a moment, and sighed.

“Of course I would. I mean, it would be a big shock at first, but we would adjust. We’d be fine. We would move to a new house, and paint the baby’s room either pink or blue. We’d attend those parenting classes, and learn how to baby-proof our home. And you’d be glowing the entire time, oh man I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of you. The baby would start kicking in a few months and we could hear his or her heartbeat. It would be amazing.” Y/n was smiling and smoothed her hand over her stomach. Maybe having a baby with Will wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

The nurse strolled in with a miniature ultrasound machine.

“We just need to roll up your shirt to expose your stomach. The gel I’m going to spread will be cold, just a little heads up,” the nurse smiled and squeezed a small amount of transparent jelly on y/n’s stomach. As soon as the the small nozzle touched her stomach, a heartbeat could be heard.

“There’s a heartbeat?” she gasped and grabbed Will’s hand.

“That’s yours,” the nurse laughed assuring her and kept moving the small nozzle around. She circled around y/n’s lower stomach, and kept looking at the screen. Will had never been as nervous and he let out a breath he didn’t even realize he was holding in.

“That tiny thing is what is making you feel so terrible,” the nurse nodded and pointed at a small lump. “It’s a cyst. I will have to draw some more blood and run a test to figure out what kind of cyst it is, but you don’t have to be worried. It should go away around the time of your next ovulation,” the nurse explained and started packing up. Y/n’s eyes fell from the screen to the linked hands between her and William.

“I will come back soon to do the blood work. I will also bring you some medicine that you can take home,” the nurse said and pulled the small machine out of the room, leaving Will and y/n alone. For a moment neither of them moved or said anything, until Will coughed.

“Good to finally know for sure what it is…” William sighed and ran his thumb over her knuckles. In a matter of minutes y/n had become excited about having a baby with him, only to be told the “baby” was a fluid filled cyst. She knew it was for the better, both she and William were only in their 20s, but hearing Will describe what their life with a little child would be like had made her hopeful. At least she now knew that if she ever ended up expecting a child, Willy would be okay with it. She couldn’t help but feel disappointed though, and he must have noticed this as he pulled her in a hug and kissed the top of her head.

“One day when the time is right,” she heard him whisper.

Bite Me (Part 8)

Characters: Reader, Sam, Dean (no pairings…yet…)

Warnings: Minor character deaths, violence

Overview: You were raised in the hunter life. You fell out of it. It wasn’t your choice to get pulled back in.

Word Count: 1,886

A/N: This is the eighth installment in my first ever fanfic series. So many people have jumped on the bandwagon recently, and I love each and every one of you. This part is smooth sailing… after the first part of the flashback. I swear. Thank you all so much for sharing the love and giving me feedback and encouragement. These words, like everything else I write, are for me. Feel free to join me in the adventure.

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I had just turned twenty-four when Uncle Jay died. He had been gone longer than his predicted one week, so I strapped a pack to my back and set out with Arlo to check in. I found him a few days later, most of his limbs strewn out across a cave. I allowed myself time to mourn, but my shocked brain never really fully grasped what had happened. Completely alone for the first time in my entire life, my mind defaulted into hunter mode, making quick work of gathering Uncle Jay’s remains before salting and burning the pile. There were other bones and limbs inside the cave, some fresher than others, but none of them belonged to a monster. I had brought what I needed with me to finish the job, so it was only a matter of setting my trap and waiting.

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I’ve gotten an overwhelming response to my classpect/moon post, but amidst all the answers, there have been a surprising number who don’t know what their Homestuck moon is, or how to find out! I decided to gather my favorite methods/observations into one convenient post. There’s no one correct way to place somebody, and I actually use different combinations of these methods, but they should shed a little light on the subject. In the end, you’ll want to stick with the moon you feel is right for you or the person/character you’re sorting! If enough people show interest, I may also do a masterpost of classpect tests/methods, but for now, I hope this helps somebody out.

(Unfortunately, since some of these have been passed around and repeated so many times in the fandom, it’s become difficult to find the original source of the idea. If you have a source, please let me know.)

  1. Prospit dreamers are Heroes who need to learn to be Warriors, and Derse dreamers are Warriors who need to learn to be Heroes. Alright, so this is pretty abstract. Still, I like it because it puts into words something I’ve always noticed I’ve been unable to articulate, so, y’know, to each their own.
  2. Prospit dreamers keep their beds neat or their recuperacoons visible in their main living space. Derse dreamers have messy beds or keep their recuperacoons separate from their living area, out of sight. This doesn’t really apply outside of canon, since a messy bed can be attributed to lots of unrelated factors (and I’d hope ya’ll don’t have actual recuperacoons), but it’s definitely something to keep in mind if you’re designing/sorting a character. Vriska and Terezi are the exceptions to this rule, as Prospit dreamers whose recuperacoons are not shown in their rooms. I’m not sure why this is, but it seems significant that it’s those two in particular.
  3. Prospit dreamers usually have passive masculine-tendency or active feminine-tendency god tier classes. Derse dreamers usually have active masculine or passive feminine classes. This one is my favorite, because it’s mostly concrete but still allows for people to be people and for sessions to have irregularities, as they generally do. If you don’t know what categories your class falls under, there’s a chart below that should help, along with a handy-dandy flowchart that covers pretty much everything you need to know about this option. Exceptions: Any troll that shares a class with a human is on the opposite moon, except for Tavros, Nepeta, and Eridan (who happen to be class buddies with Jake, Roxy, and Dirk, respectively. Not sure if this means anything). Kanaya and Calliope dream on Prospit, despite their passive classes, possibly because they are Space players. Aradia and Damara, both active gals, dream on Derse, but it’s difficult to say whether this is because they share classes with kids, because they are Time players, or both. There is little evidence for aspects affecting dream moons, except for Space and Time (which are consistent throughout the comic), so I wouldn’t worry about it unless you fall under either of those.

Keep in mind that Sburb/Sgrub sessions are shown to have an even number of Prospit and Derse dreamers. You may want to take this into account in fan sessions.

Class chart:

Heir, Mage, Seer, Rogue, and Knight are shown to be more on the neutral side, but in the interest of simplicity, they’ve been assigned genders based on several elements found in canon (except for Mage, that one might be the only True Gender Neutral Class™, but I’ve assigned an M to it to keep things symmetrical). Assuming the Alpha trolls dream on the same moons as their counterparts, Kankri, Rufioh, and Latula all identify as the opposite binary gender from that to which their class is traditionally assigned, but they dream on the moon that fits with their gender preferences (ex. Kankri is passive masculine and thus dreams on Prospit, despite Seer being traditionally feminine) Ultimately, the gender is up to you.

Tumblr screwed up the flowchart, but here’s a link to a full sized version.

None of these methods decide anything for certain, even the more concrete ones. Everything is ultimately up to you. Go forth, Homestucks, and pleasant dreams!

(Also, it’s interesting to note that Sollux has his recuperacoon visible in his room, indicative of a Prospit dreamer, but method 1 points to Derse.¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

Zodiac Signs as Protagonists



He lived his life in a cruel unjust world, whose laws he doesn’t agree with. To defy the corrupt government nation he lives in, he works outside the law to be apart of the free. He’s a hero to the poor, to the young, and to the non conventional, though he has done nothing but freely defy their capitalist overlords. He’s on the wanted list of every cop in the city, causing mischief and mayhem for simply being free. There are many who follow his footsteps, that the police openly call a ‘gang’. He is a criminal, yes, but the only thing he is guilty of is not conforming to your capitalist ideals. Some call him the Robin Hood of the city, or the Peter Pan of his generation, taking from the rich, give it to the poor, unite the troubled youth against a system that had been built against them from birth. The Renegade makes his own rules, but he doesn’t expect anyone to follow his law either. As long as you do no harm, he could care less. 


The fairy tale Knight applies to him. He’s courageous and generous, and intensely loyal. The Knight’s loyalty to you will not waver, and therefore is the most dependable person in your life. Should you need him to defend your kingdom, or save the princess from the fire breathing dragon, he will do so, and not accept failure unless it is with death. With such a large heart, he will fall in love, but not with haste. It comes slowly as his trust in you grows, and he is patient to wait for you, and would not take flight to next pretty face. Like his armour, his heart is made of steel, and he would endure heartbreak as he endures wars and battles. He’s fiercely loyal as he is prideful and honourable. In a fair joust, he will do nothing but his best, but is chivalrous to the winner, and isn’t a sore loser. The only thing he will beat himself up over is if he failed someone he cares about, like his kingdom or his queen. 


You will either hate to love or love to hate him. The Anti Hero is a complex individual who’s more selfish than generous, but at the end of the day he is a good person. He’s not your superman or friendly neighbourhood spider man, as he will always put his interests above everyone else’s, but he’s one of the best of what he does. He’s clever and funny, and you’ll find that you enjoy that side of him. Likely he is your favourite hero, even if he does rob banks, kills people, and would probably trip you if you were being chased by zombies. Though at the last minute, when he’s caught between being selfish and doing the right thing, he will always do the right thing. Then hate himself for it the next day, or keep up the appearance of how he should have gone the other way. He will never admit it, but he felt good playing hero, just that once. Though that won’t be the last time. 


Her children don’t come from her body, like most mothers, she is a different kind of mom that takes in the unwanted, abandoned, and orphaned. Be it human children, or animals, she is caring and neutering. She’s naturally empathetic, and has a soft heart, but like many mothers, she is not weak. Her power and stamina comes from raw love, the kind of love only the bond between a parent and child can have, regardless if they share name, blood, or species. Should one of her children be harmed, threatened, or worse, she will attack with all the ferocity of a giant grizzly bear. She will put your life way before hers, and sacrifice herself if it means that you can live. Do not take her for granted, because she is the only one who stands between you and a world trying to hurt and kill you.


When she was a little girl, she witnessed her family’s farm being ransacked by bandits, and she was only able to survive by hiding under the floorboards of their house. Ever since that day, she has found immense regret over not being strong enough to save her parents and her younger siblings, as an oldest shoulder should be able to do. She has spent her entire life fighting, training, and has made herself into a legendary warrior. Her name and reputation has been spoken in taverns and inns throughout the kingdoms; of all the battles she has won, the wars she has led, and the people she has slain in combat. Enemies fear her, and allies admire her. She knows she is the best, and may come off as arrogant, but she has something to brag about. Because of her egoism, she is rarely pessimistic or doubtful in herself, and is always up for a good fight or battle. What she lacks in patience and humility, she makes up with her loyalty and honesty. The day she finds the men who had destroyed her family and home, she got her bloody revenge. The Warrior has no mercy to people like them. 


She is an essential person in every group or story, and no one would survive without her. Having learned the trade from ancient remedies past down in her family from generations, she has mastered the art of healing. Her parents, their parents, and their parents before her were healers, so she has an arsenal of tools; from herbs to pills, from crystals to scalpels, she has combined old healing methods to new. However, she has an natural instinct to heal, so her expertise does not limit to physical ailments or liaisons, but of the heart and mind as well. While some more narrow-minded individuals would call her a witch — and perhaps she is — she is far from the evil connotations. Incredibly intelligent and prescience, she is able to put together accurate diagnoses by paying attention to all the symptoms. Her dedication to her craft will guarantee you her unwavering determination to see you well.


Prince Charming grew up with a of expectations on his shoulders. From the day he was born, everything he did had to reflect his family and his future, as he would soon one day be king. The Prince takes this seriously the older he gets. While he learned ways of fighting with sword, as well as basic battle technique and strategy, Prince Charming has no will or want to fight or for war. He’s more of a diplomat and a lover, preferring negotiation and compromise over battle. His hopes are as high as his heart is big, and that is why he falls in love easily. Though since he is a natural romantic, his feelings would not fray away or move to someone else, unless given a good enough reason. Unlike Romeo, Prince Charming doesn’t fall for just another pretty face in the crowd. When he meets her, she is a mere milk maid at a farm, who had high morals and ideals, that reflected his own, that challenged everything he knew. 


The law states that vigilantism is when you take the law and justice in your own hands, which in itself is illegal. However, the Vigilante takes it one step further. He doesn’t do it for glory, fame, or for himself; he is a merciless killer, the bloody hammer of raw justice. He moves and acts outside the law, and instead obeys his own law and sense of justice based on basic human rights. He has taken down thugs, and entire mafias; robbers and bank heists. He has avenged deaths of the innocent, and has taken down cooperate scammers who has stolen money from their employers. The Vigilante has no superpowers, but has trimmed and trained his body to be a weapon, like the many he already uses. Of course, he is public enemy number one… because the Vigilante doesn’t discriminate, and a lot of his prey are the filthy rich. They paint him as a murderer in the news, but the people know better. No one knows who he is, and that makes him all the more terrifying.


From afar he was just an ordinary old man, and like many elderly, people tend to ignore him. He did not have any glorious jobs, but boy did he have a long life. A life that has bestowed him a lifetime of wisdom that he wishes he could give to his children or grandchild. Unfortunately, he hasn’t seen his son and daughter in seven years, and his grandchildren don’t even know his name. He made a lot of mistakes in his life, and there is probably a reason why that is, but alas, he cannot change the past, he could only offer this knowledge to someone. As it turns out, the neighbour’s kid is a punk teenager, who thinks he knows how the world works. As rebellious as youth is, naturally this kid snubs and insults the old man until theyre forced to spend time with each other, in which case the kid is force fed some nuggets of wisdom. From then on, the Mentor has found the pupil that he had been lacking his entire life, which is also shared with this kid who’s life changed the day he spoke to him. 


There is a certain stigma against women in the CIA, however she is entirely different. She breaks those false connotations of female spies the moment she walked in the office with her black heels and pencil skirt. Many jokes were made by her expense, calling her obvious show of femininity at the workplace an attempt at “being a Bond girl”. She proved them wrong on the field, that she was no Bond girl, but Bond himself. The Secret Agent used her looks as a weapon, as well as her intelligence and raw skill. Ignoring the sexist remarks, she does her job better than anyone on the force, not needing any partners to have her back, save for the voice in her earbud that guides her through her missions. However she is highly strategic, always thinking a step ahead. Enemies of the country don’t realize that their plans are often foiled by the same woman time in and again, because she is that good at being a spy. No one outside the office knows her name or her face. 


She wasn’t given much of a chance at a better life growing up, like most people in the country. As a girl she helped her single parent support the family, and as a woman she has grown angry and restless at the state of the country she grew up in. And so, she comes the Revolutionary, showing the world that you do not need money and resources to make a difference, all you need is a voice and strength to keep going on. Behind her marches an army of the nation, the shamed, the poor, the robbed, holding signs and flowers in their hands, and masks on their faces. The privileged will fight back, but even though they have the weapons, they do not have the numbers. Freedom isn’t free, and so it isn’t without sacrifice. Most will be captured, a lot will be injured, and some will sacrifice themselves for freedom. And even though she may be one of those people that gave up their life to the revolution, the Revolutionary will always be remembered, and her name and face will stand with everyone forever.


Wars for religion and faith has been happening for centuries, but even though they try to erase such things from history, everyone still remembers the Martyrs, as they do with her. When men invaded her kingdom, and forced upon her people a new god and new pantheon, it was either bend the knee or be executed as a heathen. Fear drove the people to submission, and love of their children forced them to choose life over sacrifice. But she didn’t. The Martyr refused to denounce her gods and the gods of her foremothers and fathers. She refused to bend the knee to those who raped her land and people, and kiss the rings of their false god and idols. She sacrificed her life and body so her people would not have to. Her blood and body soak the soil of her once free kingdom, and there where her body decayed grew a massive weeping willow tree, a monument and reminder of what was taken away.

Moving meditation

There’s something interesting that happens when we perform simple and mundane tasks, things that require just enough attention that we cannot completely zone out, but not too much attention that we can let the mind itself relax and wander. Things like, washing the dishes, sweeping the floor, or taking a shower. Though they are not the most thought stimulating environments, the benefit remains that we are either entered into a flow state of mind, or have strokes of genius or epiphanies during such mundane activities…. it’s all very zen.

There is a similar effect to the practice of Tai Chi. Not to say that Tai Chi is mundane, but rather that the “zen level” formula is refined to invite and encourage flow state and epiphanies and all of that on both the mental and physical levels. So what is this magic formula? Simple, it is the repetition of action with intention coupled with rhythmic breathing, and most importantly, lasting a duration that exercises patience. We force ourselves to be patient in movement, denying distractions, moving forward with a direction or goal. When we combine the methodical movements of tai chi with the meditative slow pace of breathing and the mental focus of solely that, we can unite the body and mind to one common goal. Once body and mind sync up, we feel the results. Is it magic? Will we unlock the mysteries of the universe? Nope. But we will have better insight of our abilities and limitations, which although may seem small, can change the way we see and interact with our world around us.

Now go wash the dishes.