especially this for everything

Hey just a quick reminder not to rely too heavily on other witches for advice. Unless they have explicitly agreed to be your mentor, its not fair to them to provide you answers for everything, especially things that intensely personal to you. And it does you a disservice as well. Learning how to solve problems and knowing how to be your own best resource is a huge part of witchcraft, one that builds your confidence in your craft.

yoooooooooo so if you aggressively ship fack to the point where it’s just gross and uncomfortable for jack & finn and the rest of us then pls gtfo

Unfaithful: Linger On (Bill Skarsgård)

PART 7

The whole apartment was dark except for the master bathroom she stood in, washing a cleanser off her tired skin. After a busy day at work, all she wanted was to get to sleep earlier than usual. So, once she made a dinner for herself and Bill, then watched an hour of television, she began her nighttime routine.

She wrung out the navy facecloth before slinging it over the small rod in the wall beside her. She wore a scarlet robe of wonderfully smooth satin over her naked body, the strings loosely tied together in a simple knot. After one gaze at her reflection, all freshly cleaned and ready for bed, she knew it was finally time.

She shut off the light in the washroom and their entire home was overcome by darkness. Only the pale light of the streetlamps below faintly lit the bedroom she entered. Distantly, she could hear Bill moving around a few rooms away, more than likely fixing up the living room.

It’s time. I’m ready.

She began down the hall, her feet light on the rich hardwood floors, and headed towards the living room where Bill would be.

It was nearly two weeks since she had confessed about the baby and allowed him to move back in with her, but their relationship was far from the way it used to be. There was not the same level of trust and loyalty that there was before, and that was something only time could heal. Nonetheless, she had allowed him back into their shared apartment in an attempt to reconcile and push past this awkward rekindling stage. However, she had made him sleep on the couch, as they had not bought a bed for their spare room and she was certainly not at the place to let him sleep with her again. For almost two weeks, he had slept on their leather sofa with no complaints, knowing fully well that his future could have looked far worse than this, and waited for her to allow him back in. Tonight, was to be that night.

When she reached the living room, she saw Bill fussing about with a large duvet, unfolding it to its length so it could cover his tall figure. She had to admit she felt slightly bad about the whole predicament; it was winter and Sweden was not known for a generous temperature. There were some nights when she greatly appreciated the bundles of blankets she slept under, shielding her from the nippy air, and wondered how cold her lover was. He hadn’t said a word about it, but she knew he was only being polite; he wanted to be back in the warm bed.

He laid the thick duvet over the cool, black leather of the couch.

“Bill?”

He looked over his shoulder at the sound of his name and saw her leaning against the doorframe of the living room, dressed in her slinky, red robe. While he knew she wore that robe almost every single night when she readied herself for bed, it almost seemed as though she was taunting him; they had not been intimate since she had taken him back in. Although he respected her decision, he couldn’t help but feel a deep stir in his stomach at seeing her wearing the sexy dressing robe he had bought her on a trip to Paris with Alexander. Seeing her near him, looking so beautifully divine, only motivated him to continue proving himself worthy of her.

“Yeah?” he replied, letting go of the fabric.

“I was wondering if you - uh - wanted to sleep with me tonight?” she asked quietly, looking down at her bare feet.

He couldn’t believe the words that fell from her lips.

Hesitantly, she glanced up, only to be met with a smile stretched on Bill’s perfectly full lips.

“Of course. I’d like that,” he thanked her, stopping himself from letting an endearment slip out at the end, not wanting to frighten her.

She gave him a small, nervous smile in return before turning and walking back down the hallway, heading towards the master bedroom. Once she reached her side of their bed, her hands automatically went to the ties of her robe, pulling them until the loose knot fell open. Her actions ceased as she felt the cool air against her bare skin. Quickly, she re-knotted the satin ties of the robe, sealing her exposed skin back underneath the luxurious fabric. Although she usually slept naked, or wearing a small slip, there was no way she would do so tonight, not when Bill was sleeping with her.

Bill followed her shortly after, slowly walking down the hall he had not been in for weeks. He watched as she slipped underneath the duvet and sheets from his spot at the entrance of the door. It seemed unreal to him, like he had somehow been transported back into the past. Never did he think he would see their bedroom and sleep by her side again. He knew he was the luckiest man alive to have gained her forgiveness.

He padded across the bedroom towards the king-sized bed and lifted the sheets before getting in. He almost sighed at how nice the mattress felt and how many sheets there were. There was no doubt he would have the greatest sleep in weeks that night.

She was laying on her side with her back facing him, the scarlet fabric covering her back still loud despite the darkness. This was not how she usually slept, but he knew it was a huge step forward nonetheless. She had given him so many small rewards in the past two weeks and he made sure to savour them all.

For the first time in weeks, the lovers slept at each other’s side. Slowly and surely, their love would continue to grow.


She sat around a rectangular, wooden table in Roasted Bean, a quaint café in Old Town, with Victoria, Maddie and Tyler for the second time in two weeks. The first time, nearly two weeks ago, she told them that Bill moved back in. Victoria had scoffed, Tyler frowned and Maddie seemed neutral. However, at the end of the day, all of her friends supported her decision to let him back into her life. Each of them liked Bill, Tyler would even go out to the bar with him and Alexander sometimes, before he had hurt her. If she was to accept Bill again, they knew they had to as well.

However, this time, she didn’t know how well they would handle the news she had been putting off telling them for as long as she could. Regardless, here they all sat, coffees and lattes on the aged wood in front of them as they held a light conversation. All of her friends were eager for her to break the newest information to them, whatever that may be.

Victoria hadn’t touched her latte. Instead, she crossed her arms across her stomach and tapped her foot on the ground restlessly, her dark eyes staring in her best friend’s direction. She was doing everything she could to keep her words bottled up, knowing her friend would speak when she was ready.

“Things are going well in our division. Chrissy’s - you know Chrissy, right? Her department is going down the drain, six people were fired in this week alone. It’s insanity!” Tyler exclaimed.

“That’s awful. I always feel so bad when people let go, especially the ones with children,” Maddie added, taking a small sip of her black coffee.

“It is,” Tyler agreed, “But anyways…”

She noticed how all eyes seemed to fall on her and that Tyler had obvious stopped his casual conversation to move on to what they all came to Roasted Bean for. She set down her mug of coffee and thought about how to tell them. The three pairs of eyes watching her did not ease her nerves.

“Uh - so… Bill’s moved back in with me,” she began.

“Yes, we heard that last week,” Victoria interjected impatiently, “Now, what’s happening?”

She peered at Victoria, only to find her best friend looking at her expectantly, brown eyes full of interest. She knew that she had to tell them now or risk her best friend exploding with questions.

Okay,” she chided, smiling to herself, “Things with Bill are very complicated right now. I mean… I’m still angry, confused and upset, but… I’ve told myself that I need to move on. It will make everything much easier, especially since we’re living together again.”

If I may,” Tyler protested politely, “Why does Bill have to live with you? You can still have the space that you need, you know? Just because you’re back together doesn’t mean that you have to live together just yet. If he’s truly not an asshole, he’ll give you some space to feel better about things.”

She nodded, knowing that Tyler had a point. Tyler was a great friend, and she felt very lucky to have had him apart her life for many years. “I know. Everything you’re saying makes perfect sense, Tyler. It’s just… things are a bit more complicated now, maybe it’s best that we try to get over this as quickly as possible,” she said.

Victoria finally took a sip of her latte, adorned with a now faded leaf design, as she listened to her friend speak. “Why rush? You have plenty of time to take things slowly if you need to, Bill will always be there. Having some alone time may help you figure things out,” she suggested.

The woman shook her head, “I would love that, I really would, but… I need really Bill right now.”

Tyler gave her a stern look, one that told her she didn’t need a man to be alright. Though she never knew this, Tyler always had an inkling of love for her, a feeling stronger than friendship. The past few weeks had been rough for him as well, he hated to watch her be so downtrodden and distraught. After Bill’s seemingly fatal night, he had begun to feel differently about his friend, more angry than envious. Tyler could not even fathom how Bill had cheated on her, how he had been drawn towards any other man or woman on Earth after seeing her. Tyler would never think Bill was deserving of her.

“Why?” Maddie asked, “You have us.”

She had to smile, so thankful that her friends would always be there for her.

She took a deep breath. “I appreciate you all so much,” she promised her friends, “It’s just that I’m - well… I’m pregnant.”

Everyone went silent.

Victoria didn’t blink, Maddie’s mouth hung open and Tyler nearly fainted.

“You’re…”

“Really!?”

Tyler said nothing, only stared at his half-finished drink. He knew there was absolutely no chance she could be his, not now that she was pregnant with Bill’s child. He felt sick.

She smiled nervously at her friends, glad that Maddie seemed excited and Victoria at least spoke. When she looked across the table to Tyler, he hesitantly looked up and met her eyes. He bit his lip and reached for this mug, swiftly bringing it up to his lips before taking a long swing of the recently cooled coffee.

“Congrats,” he muttered, giving her a nod before setting his coffee back down on the wood.

She smiled, seemingly pleased with Tyler’s response. Little did she know, he wished for something much stronger to drink; multiple shots of vodka would suffice.

“You’re pregnant!” Maddie cheered, taking both of her friend’s hands into her own and giving them a crushing squeeze, “When did you find out!?”

“Almost two weeks ago.”

Maddie grinned so wide that she had to smile herself as well, it was infectious.

“And Bill’s okay with this?” Victoria inquired, averting her best friend’s attention to her.

She nodded. “You know Bill, he’s always been pushing for children. He was delighted,” she gushed.

Tyler was repulsed by the joyous atmosphere. ‘Of course Bill’s excited. He only knocked her up so he could get away with sleeping with someone else. He fucking planned this,” he thought angrily, every ounce of respect for his friend having long gone.

Victoria opened her mouth to speak, but Tyler beat her to it. “Are you okay with this?” he wondered, his firm eyes meeting hers.

She bit her lip before nodding. “I think so. But… how could I ever be truly ready for this? I’ve always wanted children and so does Bill. The timing isn’t great but… we’ll manage,” she assured the group.

Victoria opened her arms, “C’mere. I’m so happy for you.”

She allowed her best friend to wrap her arms around her shoulders and take her into a giant hug.

“You’re going to be a wonderful mom,” Victoria whispered into her hair, causing her friend to laugh.

“You think so?” she asked, her voice thick with emotion.

“I know so. Everything will be okay, I promise.”

Tears of joy, not sorrow, began to dampened Victoria’s jacket; a weight had been lifted from her shoulders.


One and a half months later.

She had just reached the two month mark in her pregnancy. Finally, she was beginning to show. It was not much though, only a small bump that rounded at the bottom of her stomach, stretching her skin slightly.

She stood in front of the tall mirror that was mounted on the dark wooden walls of their huge walk-in-closet, admiring her bump. It seemed almost unreal, today was the first day she had noticed a difference, and it excited her. Thankfully, things were getting much better with Bill as well.

Just as she pulled her white slip down her body, Bill strolled into the large room, lazily undoing the buttons on his black dress shirt.

“Bill?” she called softly.

He looked up, his actions ceasing, “Mhm?”

“I’m showing.”

His lips stretched into a wide smile and he immediately strode over to her. “Can I see?” he asked, pale eyes gleaming with excitement.

She laughed lightly, “Sure.”

Slowly, he pulled the thin fabric up the length of her body, until it revealed her stomach. She watched his movements from the mirror and released a deep breath when she saw his smile grow impossibly wider at the sight of her.

“You’re so beautiful,” he spoke, completely in awe of her.

She waved him off. “Oh, come on. I’d hardly call it that,” she teased, tilting her head back to smile up at him.

He placed a soft kiss to her lips, then knelt down before her, his hands still holding a fistfull of the white fabric.

“What are you-”

His eyes closed and he pressed a long kiss to her stomach, right over the bump. She placed her hands on his shoulders, bracing herself on him. His full lips pressed another kiss to her skin and she sighed, her eyes fluttering shut.

The pair were lost in the beautiful moment.

“I love you,” he said, reopening his eyes to gaze up at his lover. Her eyes dazed open too and she could tell just by his eyes that he meant every word he uttered. “And I love you too,” he murmured, planting yet another kiss on her stomach.

She carded her fingers through his light brown locks, slowly, as to savour the feeling of him. His hands held her hips, fingers brushing against her warm skin, as he looked back up at her.

Her breaths quickened at the sight of him, down before her in her mercy.

“I love you, Bill. I’m glad that everything worked out,” she confessed.

He rose to his full height and took her into his arms. Her cheek pressed against his shirt and she wrapped her arms around his waist.

“I am too,” he whispered, reflecting on their past, “I will keep proving that you made the right choice.”

She nodded, her head skimming the fabric of his fancy shirt.

Things would only continue to get better.


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Child Stefano with Child apprentice

• Stefano as a child was the cutest thing ever

• He took a picture of practically everything

• Especially of his next door neighbor (started to creep at a young age)

• One day you caught him taking a picture of you playing in your mothers garden of daisies

• You asked him what he was doing and his response was, “I’m taking pictures of anything that I think is beautiful😊”

• You asked to see his pictures and he showed you them

• You thought he was a god with the camera when you were a child and as you grew up

• He promised to teach you how to take good pictures too but he preferred you to be his model

• He wanted to capture you in many photos

• He wanted to keep your pictures with him forever

• Might have a little crush even as you two grow up

• He taught you everything he knew about photography but one day you and your family moved away but you guys took one last picture together before separating

• As Stefano grew ever popular in the art industry in Union a new photographer started to catch up to him with amazing skills like his own

• The photographer was one Y/N L/N

• That name rung a faint bell in his head but he couldn’t quite place where he knew your name from

• He decided to meet you at an exhibit you both were attending and he was blown away by how grown up you became

• You were the one who ran up to him giving a hug that Stefano felt might have broken a few ribs but he still hugged you back

• Stefano asked how you got to be a good photographer and you said,” I learned from the best off course which is you!”

• He enjoyed the praise of being the one who taught you useful skills and he asked if you would like to work with him

• You accepted and asked if he remembered the promise he made to you a long time ago which he coincidentally didn’t remember but you reminded him about the one day you left

• He promised that when you two met you guys would be the best photographers in the entire world and pass on your amazing skills to your children that you both were going to have after getting married to each other

• Stefano was just a little flustered about that promise but he grabbed your hand and kissed it saying he is a man of his word and he will make what he promised happen

okay but hear me out: Steve Harrington staying in Hawkins after graduation because how is he supposed to leave the kids (especially Dustin) behind after everything that happened? and at first he starts working for his dad because he doesn’t know what else to do but then he runs into Hopper one day and something just… clicks? he wants to keep the kids safe and what better way to do that than becoming an officer? “"I promised I’d keep you shitheads safe, and that’s exactly what I plan on doing.“

A Long Emotional Night/ Far From Noise 💚

I am so sorry I’m so late to talk about this video but anyway I loved this video so much, I really feel at peace in it and I really need to hear this especially now because I’ve been going through almost everything in the video and it really felt good to just have a moment in time with @therealjacksepticeye in the video and Sean don’t ever doubt your intelligence and your creativity because you’re amazing in your own way and don’t ever change and you will always have us to come to and talk to whenever you need us like we need you and I feel such a strong connection to this video and jack’s story because that happened to me and now I hope the future is bright for both of us and everyone in the community and I love you all so much and thank you so much for the experience Sean I really appreciate it 💚

scerek  asked:

The thing that totally bothered me the most about JL was Superman and Wonder Woman. I'm like "Uh WW can hold her own against Superman, he's not that powerful." DCEU Superman is way too overpowered it's ridiculous. And also WW was 100% ineffective this film. IDK if it's Whedon's influence, but whoever's behind this disrespect NEEDS to be replaced. Also it wasn't even just a narrative problem, it was a tonal one too. Whedon and Snyder just don't mix. I honestly liked BVS more than JL at this point

Bvs was much better, more intelligent and sophisticated (especially the extended cut). Really everything you said. The only Diana scene I actually love from beginning to end is the spoiled scene with the bomb basically lol.

What was the point of the popularity of the Hunger Games if people can’t recognize a tin-pot dictator in the making when they see one?  Even—especially—one who gilds everything about him because he thinks glitter means dignity?

@moonduties replied to your post “concept: remmy is really good at mimicking voices, and will use his…”

that one vine w the guy singing as kermit in the car, except the guy is remy and he’s doing it while he’s just chilling w irene and nadiya and they both lose their shit, especially since he has the puppet and everything

unedited footage of the three of them heading back to the berg after a mission

remmy found a kermit puppet while they were out and takes full advantage of it

anonymous asked:

imagine worrying your husband is going to try to leave you for any of the girls you're around. That stress is enough to make anyone distasteful. Especially since it's happened to her before. Greg taints everything, including her interest in girls because he's using it as a lure to dip his own ween in.

anyone else kinda terrified you’ll never be able to hold a job in the future because of your mental illness

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Mike Mignola’s comic adaption of Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992)

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Inarizaki

Ok but you know why I ship Keith and Lance so much, aside from how interesting and alive their dynamic/interactions are?

It’s because they are good for each other.

For Keith, Lance is someone that calms his temper when it counts, someone that isn’t afraid to speak his mind when he fucked up. But he’s also grounding, supporting him when he needs support, cheering him up when he’s down and listening to him when he has concerns about his own behavior. With Lance, Keith can let loose and grin and joke around - the only time he has made a joke without Lance was with Hunk and there was a distinct lack of a teasing smile/waiting for a reaction. He also knows that Lance won’t make fun of him for not understanding certain jokes or social norms, he has learned to simply turn to Lance for explanations.

For Lance, Keith is someone that listens. He can be honest about what bothers him and knows that Keith will take him seriously. More importantly though Keith is his equal. They are rivals, “neck and neck”. Keith is someone that continuously challenges Lance to better himself and even if he might feel inferior/jealous sometimes because Keith seems to be good at everything, he doesn’t doubt that Keith is someone in his reach. Lance admires him but has no delusions about his shortcomings (as it might be the case with hero-worship, he just honestly admires him). Keith is also someone Lance has fun with, Lance is competitive, the repeated challenges and the teasing make him happy.

I’m just?? All of that comes on top of the general team stuff. Because they “make a good team”. They trust each other in battle. They repeatedly save each other’s lives. They miss each other when they say goodbye. They openly worry about each other when one of them seems to be in trouble.

No, they aren’t perfect. They started out on the wrong foot and still mess up a lot. But they are trying, they care about each other and they are learning, there is no doubt that they are someone special in the other’s life.

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Doc Holliday is a class-A pain in the ass… but he’s also one of the most loyal and solid and fearless man I’ve ever met. Yeah, he can be a polecat sometimes, but he’s a changed man. He’s redeemed himself many times over. And I’m proud to call this man my brother.