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Important facts about the paladins based off the Which Lion Will You Pilot Quiz

Shiro
-Favorite food is hearty, home cooked meals
-Favorite animal is a cat
-He’s such a dad, if he went to the space mall he would want to buy SOCKS
-His greatest strength is his leadership (duh)
-Spend his free time stalking Zarkon.
-Shiro would rather defend the universe then spend his life in a peaceful paradise
-Values teamwork the most

Kieth
-His favorite food is fast food
-His favorite animal is a hippo?? Go figure
-His greatest strength is his instincts
-If he went shopping in space he wouldn’t even buy anything
-he’d just browse the mall directory
-Loves to swim!
-Would literally want to live out the rest of his life inside a volcano what an edgelord
-Hates studying/ never studies yet was top in his class
-Values honor the most

Pidge
-Fav food is pb and j sandwiches
-Pidges fav animal is an owl!
-Her greatest strength is her creativity
-In the space mall, she would buy an outer space video game
-Reads as a hobby
-Values wisdom the most

Lance
-Lance just really likes cheese??
-Lances fav animal is Sharks
-His greatest strength is his boldness
-If he could have any super power he would want flight
-If Lance went to the space mall, he would buy fuzzy space slippers
-His favorite hobby is sleeping
-If he could go anywhere to spend his life in peace, he would go back to earth.
-Values confidence the most

Hunk
-fav food is everything. It just says ‘all of it’
-Hunk lovesss dogs
-Hunks greatest strength in battle is his compassion!
-Hobby is cooking, duh
-He doesn’t care where he’s at or which planet he’s on as long as he’s with those he loves
-Gets so nervous during tests that sometimes he throws up):
-Values quick thinking the most

random life tips

hello everyone!! since I’m not a pro at studying (I just do my best) I thought I would share with you some of my go-to tips to have a better day/week/month/life 😊

  • wake up early!! this may seem typical but I used to sleep in a lot and when I started waking up earlier I noticed a big change.
  • clean your face daily! every morning and night clean your face and moisturize. just create a skincare routine and stick to it! also, use a day per week when you have time to relax and put some masks and exfoliate your face and body.
  • this may seem stupid but dress clothes you like and put on some makeup! but most important when you feel like this is not your day. when we’re feeling bad or a little sad we usually throw on some sweatpants & a sweatshirt and don’t use make up and even though it may seem stupid, if you push yourself to wear your favorite outfit or put a little bit of makeup you will see yourself looking better and this will make you feel better during the day (I promise)!!!
  • eat breakfast! brain food guys!!! this is the most important meal of the day. as a Spanish phrase used A LOT by my mom says “eat breakfast like a king, have lunch like a prince and have dinner like a poor man” (desayuna como un rey, come como un príncipe y cena como un mendigo).
  • make to-do lists: yeah, make to-do list for everything you need them! this will help you to do everything you must do without leaving any task (which would happen to me when I didn’t write out what I needed to do)
  • shower every night! okay if you prefer taking a shower in the morning is up to you but showering at night relaxes you and helps you sleep better
  • talk to people everyday (even if it’s your parents) you need to talk guys and tell someone how you feel and what happened during the day (those days I don’t talk to my friends/family I feel super sad and I don’t know why?)
  • listen to music that makes you feel alive!! I have this playlist where I put every song that makes me feel something. I think music is so powerful and can help you change your mood in a few secs
  • go out to nature! since I live in a city it feels super great when I get to spend some time out in the woods or the beach – go running, swim, take a walk or just sit, breath fresh air and enjoy!
  • dance, dance, danceeeeeee!!! hahah it doesn’t matter if your dance moves are worse than a potato but dance, jump and let go!
  • treat yourself with your favorite meal every now and then. I love eating so whenever I get to eat my favorite food it’s a happy day for me hahah :’-)
  • talk to your reflection in the mirror. tell yourself how great is your hair today, how glowy is your skin and how beautiful are you! do it every day, it’ll help 😊
  • sleep enough hours! when I don’t sleep a healthy amount of hours I feel super tired and I get angry super easily, so sleep well and wake up to a beautiful day!
  • journal and write daily or when you feel like you need to! write what you feel, what happened in that day, write your goals, quotes to summarize the day, the dreams you had last night… I don’t know! just let your mind go and write and/or doodle I promise this helps :-) 

well I hope this helped at least some of you!! thank you if you’ve read this!! xx

🎃🔥October Magic Tips🔥🎃

🌰Produce In Season🌰
apples, beetroot, black cabbage, butternut squash, chestnuts, cod, crabs, fennel, figs, halibut, leeks, mussels, onions, parsnips, plums, pumpkins, squashes, sea bass, red kale, spinach, sweet corn, turnips, thyme

🍄Wild Foods In Season🍄
beech nuts, blackberry, chickweed, crab apples, elderberries, hare, hazelnut, hawthorn berries, juniper, mallard, sweet chestnut, rowan, rose hips, wild mushrooms, wet walnuts, wood pigeon

🦇October Correspondences🦇

  • Samhain (October 31st) you can decorate your altar with apple, pumpkins, squashes, crows, photos/items of the deceased, bones, dried flowers/herbs
  • The full moon is on the 5th and traditionally known as the Hunter’s Moon or Blood Moon. We’ll be seeing it as the Harvest Moon this year(2017).
  • Yew is the symbolic tree, marigold and red roses are the symbolic flower, rosemary, thyme, and sage are the herbs.
  • Colors are black, red, and orange.
  • October is a month to focus on death and rebirth; personal transformation, seeking wisdom, and a time when the veil between worlds in thinnest.

🔮Witchy Ways To Celebrate October🔮

  • Connect with your ancestors or deceased loved ones; meditate on how they lived and how you can honor them. You can also try reaching out through a spirit board, pendulum, etc.!
  • Did you know gods of death love apples? But seriously, if you have a deity of the dead take this time to leave them an offering and show your respects.
  • Cooking! You can cook a favorite meal of a departed loved one, a favorite meal of your deity(if you have one), or just to celebrate the beginning of a new you!
  • This is a great time to practice divination and it doesn’t really matter which type but try recording your results!
  • Decorate your home or altar with all things spooky! You can hang garlands of sage and dried apples or decorate your altar with the colors and plants mentioned earlier. You do you, this is a great time to honor the dead but also to honor yourself and the start of a new year. 
  • Celebrate the death and rebirth of the earth by setting goals for yourself, letting go of old negative ways, and starting a new.
Moon Healing🌙

::: The moon is a powerful part of me and I resonate deeply with her. She rules my ascendant, has rulership over my sun sign, and aspects all of my planets from her own residence in the 4th house. She pulsates through me, I understand her burden. And so, I also understand how to reason with her :::

Moon-Sun contacts 🌟 Finding healing, passageway and assurance of emotions through creative self-expression. Consciously remind yourself it is your birthright to present your identity through what you feel. Follow your intuition as to genuinely experience the vibrancies around you.

Moon-Mercury contacts 💬 Stimulate your cerebral centers with all forms of literature, media, amusing entertainment, and communicative exchange that cultivate the mind. Vent verbally to yourself or a journal. You are so concerned with getting other people to listen to you, but maybe for once you should listen to yourself.

Moon-Venus Contacts 💕 Reconcile the loving attitude you have towards yourself and how you feel about yourself; unite them as to birth self-love. Access your aesthetic awareness and pleasure yourself through artistic expression, listening to your favorite music, and appreciating the comforts and sentiments in life. Satisfy your social urges by interacting with people you’re affectionate about, or if not socially inclined, regenerate yourself and indulge in sweet solitude. 

Moon-Mars Contacts 🔥 Access your fighting spirit & express your emotional storms; it is therapeutic to release anger, yell and cry tears of frustration. Physical activity revitalizes soul wounds, take a walk  or stretch every now and then. Interact with your passions. Consciously confront your inner war and strife. If sexually inclined, engage in sexual activity even if its with yourself; feed your desires and aggressive urges as to clear up pent-up irritability.

Moon-Jupiter Contacts 💫  Find hope, light and optimism in the midst of despair. Adventurous daydreams, big teary thunder laughs, and imaginative storytelling are medicinal, making life experiences more vibrant and lively. Indulge in Jupiter dreams; relax, eat your favorite meal and sit outdoors in nature’s breeze when the weather is nice. Access higher consciousness from literature & learning something new. Open your higher mind and critically question facets of your life as to find enlightenment and wisdom through discovery. 

Moon-Saturn Contacts ⌛ Contemplate heavily on what is worrying you. This is to discover the roots of your qualms as to resolve them; you will find that they all derive from your own irrational fears and insecurities. Structure yourself by performing small physical tasks as to prevent lethargy and mindlessness, where at the end of the day you could take pride in yourself for completing them. Start small, and work your way up; specks of wisdom, dignity and growth are found through even the smallest of personal achievements.

⚠ Emotional mastery does not come from suppression of emotion from which you disguise as “control of emotions.” Contrarily, suppression of emotion originates from fear of facing them, therefore it is fear that controls you. emotional proficiency comes from conscious addressment and evaluation–emotions shouldn’t have authority over you, it’s supposed to be the other way around; have sovereignty over what you feel. “This is how I am feeling, and this is how I will handle it.” tell it to yourself straight, cowardice is not the way of Saturn ⚠

Moon-Uranus Contacts ⚡️ Color emotional upsets with humor and face them with healthy, collected objectivity. Embrace change and access your individualistic spirit, birthing bright, original concepts and unusual inspiration for yourself. Access cosmic consciousness and keen intuition by involving yourself with the world, such as communities and friends you affiliate with, whether it be online (Uranus rules technology) or off (Uranus rules any group, society&community-all facets of the collective).

Moon-Neptune Contacts 💦 Daydreaming and sleeping to settle sorrows and unexplained psychic pains. Losing yourself to meditation and other spiritual, artistic and musical journeys. Avoid feeling the harmful vibrations of others for awhile and to get in tuned with your own vibes & emotions through healthy isolation.

Moon-Pluto Contacts 🔮Find comfort in loneliness and give yourself plenty of private time as to evaluate and expel emotional disturbances and self-destructive tendencies. Listen to your psychic sense and consciously access your fears, utilize your inner psychologist. Interest yourself in mystical and esoteric studies.

For anyone with emotional aches
~Dia

She’s Just Not That Into You » Part II (A Harry Styles Miniseries)

Miss the first part? Find it here.

Once again, this miniseries is dedicated to @stylesunchained​. I love you, B! This time around, the ever-so-lovely @chrissy22787​ helped me out, and I thank you - immensely - for that, my dear friend. 

Let me know what you think! Happy reading.

Originally posted by cinemagraphs

Even if Nick did piss him off, Harry couldn’t help but be proud of his best friend whenever he was awarded opportunities. He worked hard, and it was nice to see that hard work pay off in the end. So, when Nick mentioned that you were having a viewing party for his appearance on The Big Fat Quiz of the Year, Harry feared that he wouldn’t be able to celebrate the milestone with him.

“Ask her,” he demanded one afternoon.

Nick laughed, his eyes widening at Harry’s insistence. After little pleading from his friend, Nick sent a text asking you if Harry could be his plus one for the dinner party. Once he’d sent it, Harry forced Nick to show him the text for proof, figuring that it was just like him to say he’d asked you when he didn’t, instead showing up to the party with Harry anyway, thinking it was funny to throw both of you for a loop. Nick’s phone dinged minutes later, your name lighting up the screen. Your response of “Sure.” had caused Harry to go into an existential crisis, the wrinkle in his brow deep as he pulled at his lips.

“She doesn’t want me there,” he grunted. “‘m not goin’.”

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Subtle Witch Tips - Samhain

The witches’ new year is almost upon us~

Once again I’ve created a list of subtle witch tips for folks who are looking to celebrate the holiday in a more low-key manner. 

🎃 Jack-o’-Lantern Spells - There are a whole bunch of them all over witchblr these days, but here are a couple you can do with herbs found around your house: add rosemary to your candle to protect your home, add allspice to attract money and good luck in the new year, use cilantro for a peaceful home, and mint can be used to promote positive energy. Mix and match to create custom blends / spells - but be sure not to burn anything toxic - especially if you’ll be keeping your jack-o’-lanterns inside. Alternatively you can carve sigils into the candles instead of (or in addition to) using herbs to the same end.

🎃 Cook a deceased family member / friend’s recipe or favorite meal. If you’re unable to do a full dumb supper, this can be a great way to connect with those who have passed on. Light your hearth candle, get cooking, and who knows - you might even have a few unseen visitors stopping by to see what’s cooking.

🎃 Put a little extra TLC into the mementos / photos of the deceased around your home. Maybe this means dusting grandma’s wedding photo, or bringing your great aunt’s embroidered throw pillows out for a night on the couch. Either way you can subtly surround yourself with these items without having to formally set up an ancestor altar or give explicit offerings. 

🎃 Make a playlist of songs that remind you of those you’ve lost. Take time to dance and remember all the wonderful moments you got to share. Pay attention and you just might notice that you have a captive audience beyond the veil. To everyone else it’ll look like you’re just jamming out to some of your favorite tunes, but you’ll know that on this special day it’s something more.

🎃 Take time out of your busy schedule to have a quiet meditation session. Perhaps you can spend the time trying to connect with your ancestors, or you could use it as a time to reflect on the past year and set intentions for the new year.

Wishing you all a safe & happy Samhain! 

perfect- h.s song imagine

you can listen to the song here

I found a love for me

Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead

“There he is! The man of the hour!” Nick exclaimed as his eyes landed on his long term friend at the end of the hall. You let out a chuckle as you followed closely behind him. Nick Grimshaw was the only person you knew that would have this much enthusiasm in the morning.

Harry smiled at his friend before he gave him a hug. “Doing alright, mate?” Nick asked as he returned the hug. You stood back quietly, watching the two embrace. Harry nodded before his eyes landed on yours. He let out a small gasp as he took you in. You were beautiful. Nick noticed Harry’s eyes wandering to yours. Nick placed his hand on your shoulder. “Harry, this is Y/N, my assistant.”

Your cheeks blushed as you held you hand out to Harry. “Hi,” you whispered. When Harry took your hand, you could feel literal sparks going off. Harry’s hands burned at your touch. He smiled at you. “Nice to meet you, Y/N.”

Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet

Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me

“I have to say I’m surprised you brought Y/N last night to mum’s dinner,” Gemma admitted as she stirred her cup of tea with a spoon. Harry stared at his sister from across the table, his eyebrows quirked up. Gemma looked up when she noticed his silence. Her eyes went wide. “No! I don’t mean you shouldn’t have! I just meant…you never bring anyone home.”

Harry nodded his head in agreement. It was true. Harry rarely brought anyone home to meet his family. He felt like if he was bringing someone to meet the most important people in his life, it should be someone he knew he had a future with. Although yours and Harry’s relationship was still fairly new, he knew that you were it for him. He knew that he wanted to spend as much time as he could with you. In his eyes, you were perfect and he wanted his family to see just how happy you made him.

Harry looked down at his fingers, a smile ding its way onto his face when he thought about how natural you looked with his family. How you laughed at his sister’s jokes, how you helped clean up the kitchen. Harry looked up at his sister and shrugged his shoulders. With a smile, “I truly believe I’ve waited my whole life to be with her.”

‘Cause we were just kids when we fell in love

Not knowing what it was

“Have you ever been in love?” you asked quietly. You and Harry were tangled up with one another. Your head was resting on his chest while his hand was on your lower back. Harry hummed. Has he been in love? Yes, he’s had a few girlfriends and he did feel something for each one but was it ever love?

You tilted your head up to look into his eyes. Harry shook his head no. “I don’t think I have been, no.” Harry admitted. You nodded your head. Harry pulled you closer to him. “Have you?”

To think about you loving someone gave Harry a slight pang in his chest. He didn’t want to think about anyone having the privilege of calling you theirs. He didn’t want to think about anyone having the honor of feeling your lips against their own.

You shook your head no as you let out a sigh. “Not yet.” Harry nodded his head as he began to play with your hair. “When do you know you’re in love?” You thought out loud. You had a lot of friends who were in love and even married. They knew they were in love. How do you know you’ve met someone and fell in love with them?

Harry bit down on his bottom lip as he too, thought the same thing. “I think…I think you know you’re in love when your significant other makes you feel everything and anything. I think you never want to leave their side, you mind always drifts to them…I’m not quite sure.”

“I feel all of those things with you,” you admitted quietly. Harry was sure that you could feel his heartbeat beating a million times a minute. Knowing that you were in the process of falling for him made him want to jump and scream at the world because…he felt all of those things with you.

You sat up and looked at Harry. He had a smile on his face as he stared back at you. “I feel all of those things and so much more.” You whispered as you placed your hand on his cheek.

But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own

And in your eyes, you’re holding mine

Harry let out a chuckle as he stared at you from across the room, dancing terribly with one of your friends. It’s nice to know that his girlfriend was just as uncoordinated as he was.

Niall took a seat next to Harry, holding a beer. He noticed Harry’s eyes following your every move. You turned and looked at Harry and smiled, a genuine smile before you and your friend made your way over to the bar. Niall tilted his beer in your direction. “Y/N’s special.”

Harry nodded his head. He looked over at Niall and smiled. “She is.” Niall smiled at his friend. “You know, mate. I’ve known you for a long time but it wasn’t until you met Y/N that I’ve seen you this happy. It’s like every time you look at her, you get this sparkle in your eye and she gets it too you know. Whenever she looks at you, it’s like you’re all she sees.”

Harry looked down at his lap with a giant, goofy smile on his face. Whenever someone talked about how much you cared for him, it truly did make him a sappy goose. Niall patted Harry’s back. “She’s perfect for you.”

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms

Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song

Harry reached across from the table and grabbed your hand. “That was amazing, thank you love.” Harry smiled. For Harry’s birthday, he didn’t want to do much; only wanting to spend time with you. You decided to make him one of his favorite meals. You set up fairy lights in his backyard and set a table for the two of you. Music was playing softly in the background.

You looked up at Harry before you put your fork down. You beamed at him. “Of course, H.”

When the next song played, Harry immediately stood up. He walked over to you and held his hand out. “Dance with me.” You let out a chuckle as you took his hand. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he wrapped his around your waist. Together the two of you swayed to the song. Harry placed his forehead against yours and closed his eyes. “But I can’t help falling in love with you,” Harry softly sang. You smiled as you listened to Harry singing along. You felt like the lyrics described your relationship with Harry perfectly. You couldn’t help falling falling in love with him.

When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath

But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

You let out a shaky sigh as you stared at your reflection. Tonight was Harry’s album release party and naturally, you were nervous. This was Harry’s big night. This is what he’s spent so much time on. You wanted everything to go accordingly for him.

You stared at the necklace on your neck. You let out a scowl. Really? you thought. Surely you had a much classier necklace somewhere in Harry’s room. You quickly took the necklace off and rummaged your way through Harry’s drawers.

Harry made his way up to his bedroom that you were getting ready in. He leaned against the door frame as he watched with you with amused eyes. You noticed Harry in the reflection and let out another sigh. “H, maybe I shouldn’t be there tonight.”

Harry’s eyes softened as he noticed how distraught you were. He made his way over to you and wrapped his arms around your waist as the both of you stared at your reflection. He pressed a soft kiss on your neck. “Why not, love?”

You placed your hands on top of his. “I look like an absolute mess.” Harry shook his head. Surely his beautiful girlfriend wouldn’t talk so lowly of herself. Harry closed his eyes as he rested his head on your shoulder. “You look perfect,” he whispered.

You turned around in Harry’s hold and looked up at him. “You have to say that. You’re my boyfriend.” You chuckled. Harry smiled as he took your hand and pressed a kiss on top of it. “I mean it, love. You look perfect.”

She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home

You let out a groan as you stared at your computer screen. Harry looked up from his phone. “What’s wrong, love?”

“My boss just emailed me about the meeting we’re having tomorrow. I have to go home and pick up some stuff to prepare” you sighed as you started making your way towards the door. Harry bit down on his bottom lip as he followed you. For a long time Harry’s thought about asking you to move in with him. You were already at his place almost everyday. Why delay it?

You were putting on your jacket as you noticed Harry’s fingers picking his bottom lip, something he did when he was thinking hard about something. “You alright, H?”

Harry looked up at you before he let go of his lip. “Do you want to move in?” Your eyes widened in shock. Harry placed his hands in his jean pockets as he waited on your answer nervously. “You want me to move in?” You asked.

Harry nodded before he scratched the back of his neck. “You’re already here most of the time, love. It’d definitely be easier if all your stuff is already here.”

You smiled as you took a step in front of him and placed a kiss on his cheek. “Alright. I’ll move in with you.”

We are still kids, but we’re so in love

Fighting against all odds

“So how are you and Harry?” you sister asked as the two of you were out shopping. You looked up from the blouse you were looking at and smiled at your sister. “We’re perfect” you replied before you placed the blouse back onto the rack.

Your sister nodded before she closed her mouth. For her entire life, she’s never seen you so happy. She’s never seen you so in love and to be honest, that scared her. The last thing she ever wanted to see was you get hurt. “Does it ever scare you? Being so in love with him?” Your sister asked delicately, not wanting to get you mad.

You paused from looking at the skirts and shrugged your shoulders. “It did. At the beginning, yes. But…it also made me excited. Harry’s made me feel things I’ve never felt before. He’s made me more confident in myself. He’s just made me feel loved.” You smiled thinking about how much Harry has impacted your life.

Your sister walked closer to you, her eyes searching into yours. “Yes but doesn’t his status scare you?” When the press found out Harry Styles had a girlfriend, they had a field day. For a long time, it felt like everything you did was plastered on magazines. The press also loved coming up with rumors about the relationship. It was hard reading so much things accusing one cheating on the other but if anything, it made your relationship with Harry stronger. It made you realize you didn’t care what others had to say about you. You loved Harry and nothing would ever change that.

You looked into your sister’s concerned eyes and smiled. “I don’t see Harry as the Harry Styles. He’s just Harry and he’s…perfect.”

I see my future in your eyes

Gemma had her head resting on her hand as she stared at the display case. Her eyes caught one ring in particular. “How about this one?” she asked as she pointed at the ring. Harry looked over at the ring and immediately shook his head no.

Gemma let a groan as she placed her head on the display case. “Harry! We’ve been at this bloody store for over an hour!” Harry sighed, regretting bringing his sister. “Have to find the perfect one.” he mumbled. Gemma stood up straight and shook her head. You did deserve the perfect ring. It was just hard when Harry was so damn picky. “You know she would be fine with anything you pick, Harry. She’s not materialistic.”

Harry let out a sigh. “I know. She just deserves it you know? She deserves the world.” Harry’s eyes were scanning the rings laid out before his eyes landed on the one. “Can I see that one please?” Harry asked the clerk, his eyes never leaving it. The clerk smiled and took the ring out and handed it to Harry. Gemma stood behind Harry and gasped. “That’s beautiful, Harry.”

Harry smiled before he looked up at the clerk. “I’ll take this one.”

Now I know I have met an angel in person

And she looks perfect

Harry rubbed his sweaty palms against his suit jacket as he waited for you to walk down the aisle. His eyes wandered to all of the guests you and him invited to be a part of the special occasion. He gave a smile towards your mother. He looked at his own and chucked as she was staring back at him, tears in her eyes. She couldn’t help it. Her little boy was marrying the girl of his dreams. Harry turned around and looked at all of his groomsmen who beamed at him. Niall gave a thumbs up while Nick winked.

One by one, the bridesmaids made their way across the aisle. With each one, Harry grew more and more nervous. Finally, the song shifted, causing everyone to rise to their feet. The doors opened and there you were with your father. Harry’s breath hitched as he stared at his bride to be. He could’ve sworn he was looking at an angel, you were so perfect.

I don’t deserve this

You look perfect tonight

You gave your father a hug before he placed a kiss on your cheek. You stood in front of you husband to be, a tear managing to escape as you were about to become Mrs.Styles. Harry’s eyes held tears of his own as he took your hand. Once everyone took a seat and the pastor began to speak, Harry mouthed, “You look perfect.”


the amount of requests i’ve had to write this is INSANE. i hope i wrote it to everyone’s justice! also thank you guys so much for checking up on me during the hurricane! means the absolute world that you guys took the time to make sure everything was alright! i hope for anyone that was impacted is doing alright. sending all my love to you. 

you can find the rest of my writing here

also when i was looking up gifs, i thought this was 2013 harry MY HEART

itty,bitty inconsistencies in what is 99.9% perfection.

Taako (on Lup’s best day ever) talks about how this turkey is Lup’s favorite meal on HER birthday and how their aunt made it for HER birthday instead of saying Their (since you know identical twins). 

My theory, Lup was born 11:58pm of X day on X Month and Taako was 3 minutes (fashionably) late to his birth. So technically Taako’s birthday is a day after Lup’s which doesn’t matter because they celebrate for a month straight.

Punched in the face

“You’re home early.” Ron commented surprised when Hermione entered the small flat above the jokes shop. Fred and George had moved out of there about a year ago when their first kids had been born, because really the place was barely big enough to fit two, left alone two couples with babies.

“I am.” Hermione sighed as she hung her coat over a nearby chair. Ron gasped when she turned around, revealing a shallow but bright red cut over her cheek.

“What did you-”

“I got suspended.” Ron’s eyes grew so wide they nearly fell out of his head. His Hermione? Suspended? Sure, back in their Hogwarts days it might have been plausible, but with Harry buried in auror duties and Ron working at WWW she had no one left to drag her into trouble. Not that she was a goodie two shoes, far from it even, but without him and Harry there to ruin her plans no one would ever discover her schemes. They were much too clever for that.

“How did that happen?”

“Cormac McLaggen.” Hermione answered, suddenly grinning so wide that the cut on her cheek started bleeding again. “Let’s just say we had a little fun.”

Ron’s stomach made a backflip and then dropped through the floor. McLaggen had a wide network in the ministry, and Hermione had been trying to befriend him for ages now because of it. She always complained about how awful he was.

First that had reassured him, but now that Harry was shagging Malfoy, who had been fighting and complaining about each other since forever, Ron suddenly wasn’t so sure about the nature of this friendship anymore.

“Fun you say?” He asked, trying to hide his sudden change in mood by turning around and focussing on the pots and pans on the stove again. He wasn’t even making her favorite meal, but one of his own creations because he thought he’d earned that much after an exhausting day in the store. That had probably been a mistake.

Maybe he should order takeaway while he still could. Fuck, why was he so terrible at this dating stuff? Why could he, after five years of being together, still not figure out how to act in situations like these?

Maybe Hermione was too much of a woman for him. Merlin knew people told him that often enough, and he honestly couldn’t convince himself anymore that it wasn’t true. She was too complex for him, a man who hadn’t even been able to stay in the auror program for more than a year.

“Yes, most fun I’ve had in ages.” Hermione chuckled. See, Ron thought bitterly, I can’t even let her have some fun, and I work in a bloody joke shop.

“What did you do?” He took some pride in the casual tone of his question, but that wasn’t nearly enough to improve his mood. Being a good liar wasn’t exactly a character trait people wanted to see in their partners.

“I punched him in the face when he tried to make advances on me.” Hermione hopped onto the kitchen counter next to the stove and kicked off her shoes. “He said you were a useless tool with no talent, and that I deserve better, which is bullshit because you’re amazing and things don’t get better than Ronald Weasley.”

Okay. That was definitely not something Hermione had ever told him before. It was also something that took him by surprise so much that he stopped stirring his pan in favour of staring blankly at the wall in front of him.

Hermione nudged him with her foot, and when that provoked nothing she hopped down and kissed his shoulder, the highest place she could reach since he was quite a bit taller than her.

“You think so?” He asked before he could stop himself. He cursed himself for letting his voice sounding so small. So much for being a convincing liar.

“Ronald Weasley,” Hermione said sternly. “Of course I don’t think so.” Ron’s stomach disappeared for the second time that late afternoon. “I bloody well know so.”

Ron, finally capable of tearing his eyes away from the wall, turned his head to look at her. Her brown eyes looked back at him with a fierceness that kind of scared him. But it was a good scared.

And maybe it wasn’t even her he was scared of, but the sheer amount of love he felt for her. Surely it shouldn’t be possible to care that much about one person. Especially not for someone with the emotional range of a teaspoon.

“I love you.” He grinned as he lifted her up and kissed her. It wasn’t a deep kiss, because he couldn’t hold back his laughter anymore which made kissing a bit of a challenge. Relief always made him incredibly giddy.

“What’s funny?” Hermione asked him suspiciously, but she said it with a smile on her face. After all how could she not smile when the man she loved looked so bloody cute while he laughed?

Emotional range of a teaspoon.” Ron replied. Hermione snorted and pressed her forehead against his chest before they both lost themselves in laughter and each other.

“I love you too, Ron.” Hermione said breathlessly, rubbing her stomach which was sore from laughing too much. “I changed my mind, this is the most fun I’ve had in ages.”

That put a smile brighter than any sun on Ron’s face. Others might think she’s too much of a woman for me. He thought with no trace of bitterness anywhere. But I’m starting to think I know a hell of a lot better than they do.


This is the first romione I ever wrote so I hope it’s not shite

anonymous asked:

Do you have any advice for practicing kitchen witchcraft in a shared kitchen which can never really be "your space" (especially if you're not open about your practices to your roommates)?

I do! In my opinion, kitchen witches and hearth witches probably have it easiest when it comes to being in the closet. Decorating the home with seasonal decor just makes you look festive, and cooking all the time makes you look domestic :P Regardless of gender, these aren’t typically activities that raise an eyebrow with anyone, especially when they’re digging into a homecooked meal or snacking on freshly baked cookies!

Living Life as a Hearth or Kitchen Witch

I think the biggest this we can do as kitchen or hearth witches, when possible, is sourcing local foods. I feel like partaking in the local harvest strengthens my connection to the energies of the earth where I live. Developing relationships with the farmers too. I have, in the past, done CSA boxes which is a great way to support local agriculture. And when you visit the farmer’s market each week you can buy directly from the farmer’s themselves. They’re usually friendly, and can have a little chat about what you’re planning to make, what they’ll have in upcoming weeks, etc. It’s a community feel. Instead of a rushed trip around a fluorescent lit grocery store, it becomes a whole thing in and of itself.

Now, I totally get this isn’t always possible. It can sometimes cost more (although I could write an entirely different post on the cost breakdown of shopping at farmer’s markets vs the grocery store). But I will note here that veg purchased right from the farm vs the store tends to last longer and right there is big money savings if you’re like most people.

Then there’s the selection process, which I view as a key part of my practice. I try to put intent behind my food, when I can. It’s not a “Oh it’s 5 o'clock, should probably think about supper.” (although to be entirely honest it totally can be that too. Sometimes I just don’t “feel” it, lol). It starts with planning out the meals for the week. Thinking about recipes that are loved by the people I cook for, and trying to make a point of regularly rotating in favorites. Especially if I know someone’s having a hard time, or needs a pick me up.

It’s that feeling of having a roommate come home after a trying day or days of work, and their favorite meal is being made for dinner. You can see some of the weariness, and stress just melt off of them. There’s a reason we call it “comfort food”! Because it literally brings comfort

So, the intentional act, the effort expended in the planning of what I’m going to make lends it a magic. I get excited trying new recipes, and I cannot describe exactly that feeling of being able to make something for someone and have them just go to a whole other place when they’re eating it. I feel so… fulfilled? validated? I can’t make the words. Food yes, words no.

Now, you can lean to the herbal side of things and start selecting food not just for the comfort value (which should never be underestimated) but for their actual ingredients themselves.

Probably my favorite is The Herbalist’s Kitchen

Second to this is probably The Alchemy of Herbs

Both are cookbooks, as opposed to purely herbal reference books. And address a number of common issues. And both include Materia Media (basically a reference sheet) for common herbs and spices.

The things is, kitchen magic doesn’t need to be practiced in your own space. None of the things I do which I consider the core of my practice require sole use of the kitchen. In fact, I have a shared kitchen with folks who don’t know about my practice! Unlike other forms of magic which have you laying out a circle, etc, kitchen witchery is very intent based (I mean other kinds are too, but there’s more of a focus on intent here). 

Before you start cooking, set an intention. Is this to banish depression? A cold? Other illness? Or is to bring comfort? Happiness? Simple nourishment? As you’re cooking, as much as possible, keep focusing on these things.

Cooking for just yourself? No reason you still can’t plate/display food nicely. I’ve been known to go full on garnish, candles, music and a glass of wine for a mid-week dinner just for moi. There’s a magic of self-worth in there ;)

I hope that’s helped. If you have any more questions I’m always happy to answer <3

FIC REC’S OF 2017 part 7 (june-july-august)

Here it comes! The 25 fic long list of fics (yes, I’m measuring length with fics now!) I’ve read this summer. Hope you’ve all had a great time and read amazing fics during the last months! I’ve separated the chaptered and one shots in this fic rec, so hopefully it’ll make this a little less messy. Happy reading everyone! 

CHAPTERED

Fool’s Gold by tvshows_addict (55k)

Leaflet for Over Again Inc.

“In relationships, there are three types of people: those who are happy, those who are unhappy but accept it and deal, those who are unhappy and in denial.

Handling this last category is our job: we are professional couple breakers.

To reach our goal, we use all means necessary.”

Or the Arnacoeur AU in which Harry is scheduled to be married to Liam in 10 days and Harry’s mother hires Louis and his team to break them up. THE ROMANTIC COMEDY FIC OF THIS SUMMER!

Mutability by haloeverlasting (108k)

Harry and Louis meet in a book club. Life and fiction have their parallels. SLOW BURN, (read the notes before each chapter for tw)

Come Away With Me by suspendrs (80k) 

Louis had such big plans. He wanted so much out of life, and so did Amy. Now Bridget is going to grow up without a mother, and she’s always going to wonder what it would be like if this hadn’t happened. He wonders if she’ll blame him for her mother’s death as she gets older, or if she’ll understand that this is just as painful for Louis as it is for her. Louis doesn’t know how he’s going to raise her on his own, because he’s a fantastic father, yes, but he’s always been the fun parent, and Amy was in charge of the rules. He doesn’t know how to make sure Bridget has everything she needs all the time, doesn’t know how to make her favorite meal or how to do that one braid she loves to have in her hair or how to teach her to be the best person she can be. He doesn’t know how to live without Amy, he doesn’t know what he’s going to do. SINGLE PARENT! LOUIS, MINOR CHARACTER DEATH, FRIENDS TO LOVERS

The Wonderlands by stylinsoncity (150k)

“Somewhere between chaos and control — these are the wonderlands.”

Harry’s daughter, Andy, is signed to Louis’ girl band. Her path to success is marked by competition, chaos, and for Harry, a love affair. FAMOUS/NOT FAMOUS, SINGLE PARENT! HARRY

Just Ask Me To by TellMeThisIsNotLove (120k)

“You’re telling the truth,” Louis whispers.

“Of course I’m telling the truth!” Harry doesn’t even care that he sounds exasperated.

“Oh my god.” Louis grabs the wall behind him as if looking for support. His body slides down against it until he’s sitting crouched on the floor.

He mumbles something but Harry can’t really figure out what it is. He crouches down, and looks desperately at the breaking boy in front of him.

“You’re telling the truth,” Louis whispers. “You were not supposed to–”

“I was not supposed to do what? Tell me please,” Harry urges, taking Louis’ hands gently in his. CANON COMPLIANT, X-FACTOR ERA, FRIENDS TO LOVERS, ANGST

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EXO / Their S/O gives them the silent treatment

Request: I was wondering if you could do a reaction with Exo. Maybe after a fight what would they do since you’re giving them the silent treatment!

Thank you for requesting this, I hope you enjoy! ❤️

Xiumin

Originally posted by cosmicanomie

This wasn’t the first time he annoyed you to the point where you stopped talking to him altogether. At first, he always got mad that you did that and kept saying how immature you were being, only pissing you off more, but then he stopped doing that and ignored you back.

He got sick of that really quickly, though. After five minutes of not being able to talk to you, he was already sitting next to you, doing everything he could think of to make you, at least, look at him.

“Come on, Y/n,” he said while you purposefully stared out of the window. “I promise to never piss you off again, just talk to me.”

You stayed quiet.

“Hey! I have an idea,” Minseok said excitedly. “How about I’ll cook dinner for you?”

You still didn’t speak.

“I’ll make you your favorite meal.”

Nothing.

“And I’ll wash the dishes after.”

This got your attention and you finally turned your head to look at him. You saw hope light up in his eyes when you finally did, and you shook your head with a small smile.

“You don’t have to do anything,” you said. “Just give me some time to calm myself down.”

“But I don’t want to wait anymore,” he said, pouting childishly. “I want to hear your voice again.”


Suho

Originally posted by the-princejinyoung

He hated when you gave him the silent treatment. He only experienced that a couple of times, but every time he did, it made him really angry.

“Are you being serious, Y/n?” he asked when you stopped talking to him in the middle of your fight. “Please tell me you’re not doing this again.”

After you stayed quiet, Junmyeon groaned.

“I’m going to the living room,” he said. “Find me when you’re done being immature.”

Offended by his words, you decided you weren’t ever going to go find him. But after a couple of hours, once you cooled down completely, you decided that he was right.

You finally exited your room to find Junmyeon in the living room, watching something on his laptop with his headphones on. Quietly, you sneaked behind him and wrapped your arms around his neck, startling him a little.

“Back to your normal self, I see?” Junmyeon said, taking his headphones off carefully.

“I’m sorry,” you said, kissing his cheek.

“It’s okay,” Junmyeon replied, softly caressing your hands. “I still love you just as much.”

“Even when I annoy you?” you asked.

“Yes, sadly, even then,” Junmyeon said in a teasing tone.


Lay

Originally posted by inuchi

You never did that and you were a firm believer that arguments could only be solved by talking it out. So, when one time, after arguing with Yixing for two days straight, you just stopped talking to him, he was very surprised and, frankly, kind of scared.

He quickly understood that you – the most patient person he knew – got tired of this and that wasn’t good. He knew he stepped over the line when you locked yourself inside of your bedroom, not letting him in, and not replying to anything he said.

“Y/n, I’m sorry,” he had already apologized so many times that he lost count. “Seriously, I don’t know why you can’t just forgive me. Do you have to torture me by giving me the cold shoulder? Do you like to see me suffer?”

You stayed quiet, hating this just as much as he did, but not being able to talk to him when you knew that he was only apologizing because he was scared and not because he was actually sorry about the fight.

You spent your first night alone ever since you and Yixing moved in together six months ago. No matter how busy both of you were, you did everything you could to sleep together in the same bed every night.

Yixing was terrified of being locked out of your bedroom, but he was even more terrified about having screwed everything up and not being able to make it up to you.

When you woke up the next morning, you found flowers and a note outside of your bedroom door. With your heart almost beating out of your chest, you leaned down to pick the note up.

           “I’m so sorry for everything. Please forgive me. I learned my lesson. I’m never fighting with you again. I love you too much. xo, Yixing.”

Finally, after taking a deep breath to stop yourself from crying, you headed to the kitchen where you knew you’d find your boyfriend.

He was there with an apron, frying some eggs. You threw your hands around his neck as soon as you saw him. You felt Yixing’s body relax immediately.

“I missed you so much,” he whispered, releasing the spatula from his hands so he could hug you back. “Please never stop talking to me again.”

You nodded into his shoulder. “I love you, Yixing.”


Baekhyun

Originally posted by royalyeol

He wouldn’t shut up. In his mind, the only solution to your silent treatment was to annoy you so much that you had to tell him to shut up.

“Do you remember the time when we were on our way to a concert last winter,” he started to say as he cuddled into your side, despite you not hugging him back and staring straight ahead with an indifferent face. “And you were so excited that you weren’t paying attention to your surroundings, so you slipped on ice and dragged me down with you?”

You squeezed your lips tighter when you heard Baekhyun laugh at the memory.

“I thought the bruises were never going to go away,” he said. “Oh! But what about the time when I accidentally brought your phone charger with me on tour and you purposefully left your phone dead for two weeks until I returned? Even your mum called me to scold me!”

You didn’t know that your mother did that, but you still stayed quiet.

“No, but the best memory was definitely when we were on holiday in Thailand,” Baekhyun said and even before he continued, you already knew what memory he was talking about. “I got us lost so badly that we ended up wandering the streets of Bangkok for two days with no sleep. I think you didn’t talk to me for three days after that.”

You had to bite your tongue not to start smiling at this memory.

“Do you remember what I did to make you talk to me again?” he asked you but he didn’t expect you to answer. “At first I tried to buy you gifts to bribe you so you’d forgive me, but you didn’t accept them and I had to return them, which was really embarrassing, by the way. But it made me come up with a more effective way.”

You started to bite your tongue harder.

“I kept tickling you until you cried from laughter and had to physically push me away,” Baekhyun reminded you quieter. “And now that I remember this, I actually feel like I should try that again.”

You turned your head to look at him with wild eyes but still stayed quiet.

He placed his hands on your hips, already causing you to feel discomfort, but you refused to give in. Pushing you, so you lied on your back on the couch, he climbed over you, making sure to tickle every single part that he knew made you squeal.

“No, Baekhyun, stop!” you finally shouted, trying to get away from him.

“Tell me you love me!” he replied, not stopping.

“You know I do!”

“I want to hear you say it,” Baekhyun said, a smile already spreading across his face, while he continued this innocent torture.

“S-stop!” you asked again, trying to push his hands away, but he proceeded to tickle your sides. “Okay, fine, I love you!”

“That didn’t sound very realistic!”

“I love you, Baekhyun!” you shouted. “Please don’t torture me like that again!”

He stopped moving and smiled at you. “I’ll stop if you stop.”

“I stopped. I’m talking to you.”

“Good. Now, give me a kiss. Let’s make up.”


Chen

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

He hated fighting with you but he preferred that over the cold shoulder you gave him occasionally when you were beyond done with fighting. He just simply didn’t know what to do when you ignored him and he tried everything. He apologized and begged you to talk to him again, but in the end, he just left you alone, hoping that once you calmed down, you’d start talking again.

However, the more time passed while you were still silent, the more anxious he became.

Eventually, he made his way back to your room to find you lying in bed with your eyes closed, but your fingers still moving to the beat of the song that played in your earphones.

Carefully, Jongdae climbed into bed and took the earphones out of your ears, frightening you in the process.

“Please talk to me,” he said right away. “I can’t do this anymore. I wanted to give you time and just wait until you calmed down, but I can’t. Knowing that you’re so angry with me that you’d rather not talk to me is killing me.”

You sighed but still didn’t say anything.

“Y/n, please,” Jongdae continued. “I’m sorry. If you’re angry at me, then please yell at me. Just say something.”

“I’m not angry at you,” you said. “I’m just upset.”

Pain flashed across Jongdae’s eyes as he gathered you into his arms, not even giving you a chance to hug him back.

“I’m so sorry,” he said again. “Let me make it up to you, okay? I’ll do anything to make you feel better.”


Chanyeol

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

A small part of him realized that it was his fault you stopped talking to him. He completely drained you of patience by continuously attempting to prove his point, even though – as he now realized – he was wrong. His stubbornness didn’t let him apologize to you as soon as he realized this, however.

So, you were fuming in your bedroom while he had locked himself up in his studio. Both of you wanted to make up and just forget about this, but neither one of you made the first move.

Eventually, Chanyeol was the one who accidentally stopped ignoring you.

“Y/n!” he called out from the kitchen. “Are we out of chocolate-chip cookies?”

Suddenly, taken back to your domestic life, you forgot you were supposed to ignore him, too.

“Did you check the cupboard by the oven?” you yelled back.

Both of you went quiet, instantly realizing that you weren’t even angry at each other anymore. You were just not talking because of stupid principles. Well, screw them.

You got up from your bed, ready to face Chanyeol again, not knowing that he was doing the same thing. The two of you met up halfway, in the living room.

“Weren’t we supposed to ignore each other?” Chanyeol asked you with a small smile.

“I think we were,” you nodded, not able to resist a smile, too. “I’m glad we’re no longer doing that, though.”

“Me too,” he agreed. “I’m sorry for the fight, by the way. I know it’s my fault.”

“It’s mine, too,” you said, shrugging your shoulders.

“Can we hug to confirm the fact that we’re no longer fighting?” he asked a little shyly.

You laughed. “Do you even have to ask?”

Chanyeol smiled at this, wrapping his arms around you and exhaling a relieved breath at the feeling of your warmth that he missed so much, despite only being away from you for a few hours.


D.O.

Originally posted by soulleshuman

For Kyungsoo, your anger seemed to be pointless. He felt like he hadn’t done anything that horrible to provoke your silent treatment, and yet, before you closed off, you told him that he really stepped over the line. But he just couldn’t see it.

He wanted to apologize but apologizing without knowing what he was sorry for seemed to be even worse than starting the fight in the first place, so he just left you alone.

When a couple of hours later, he prepared dinner and called out for you, and you still didn’t reply, he was starting to get annoyed.

“Y/n, come on!” he called out. “I just cooked food. Just come eat, you don’t have to talk to me.”

No response.

“Is she serious?” he mumbled to himself as he made his way from the kitchen to the bedroom, where you had locked yourself in. “Let me in, Y/n.”

No response again.

“Y/n, for the love of God, if you want me to apologize just tell me what I did wrong,” he said. “Because I’m kind of in the dark. I don’t know why you’re mad.”

After you haven’t replied again, he just sighed and headed back to the kitchen. Knowing that you weren’t ready to talk to him yet, he wrapped the food that he just made, so you could warm it up later, and then got himself a plate, preparing to eat while he waited for you to start talking to him again. He was going to have to be patient until you were finally ready to tell him what was wrong.


Kai

Originally posted by morekpopmore

He had underestimated your feelings and maybe even accidentally mocked you for feeling like that in the first place, which is why you were now sitting on the floor, in the opposite corner of the room, refusing to even look at him.

Jongin understood your frustration and he felt sorry he handled the fight the way he did, but he didn’t think the silent treatment was the right solution to this problem. Although, he had to admit, if he were you in this situation, he might have done the same thing. So, in short, he didn’t approve of what you were doing, but he understood.

Every few minutes, he would gently call your name to see if you’d react, but you just stayed quiet. Finally, after it’s been three hours and you still hadn’t gotten up from the floor, he became very concerned.

“Y/n,” he said, making his way towards you and sitting down on the floor in front of you. “I’m sorry I made you this upset, but don’t you think it’s time you talked to me?”

You looked away from him but felt him crawl closer to you until his arms were around you and you were leaning against him, instead of the wall.

“You must be so uncomfortable sitting on the floor like that,” he said. “Let’s go to bed, okay?”

After you didn’t reply, you felt Jongin twitch so you thought he was standing up. And he was. Only he hadn’t released you in the process, so he was now picking you up from the floor.

“Jongin, what are you doing?” you finally asked, looking at him with a confused expression.

“I’m taking you to bed,” he said. “I don’t care that you don’t want to talk to me. I can’t stand to watch you sit on the floor the whole day because of what I said.”

You sighed. “Let me go, Jongin.”

“I will. Once you’re in bed,” he said, opening the door of the bedroom by kicking it softly with his leg. “Do you want me to bring you dinner?”

“I don’t want anything,” you said as he lied you down on the bed.

“Okay,” Jongin said, walking around the bed and lying down next to you. “Then I’ll lie down next to you until you change your mind.”


Sehun

Originally posted by teakai-moved

Sehun didn’t even realize that you had started to ignore him. He kept on yelling, continuing the fight. He didn’t even notice that you weren’t replying until he addressed you directly and you didn’t reply. He tried again, but you still stayed quiet.

“Oh, so you’re ignoring me now,” he said, finally. “That’s great. Real mature.”

You wanted to tell him that he was the one being “mature” here, by constantly arguing with you about the same stupid thing, but you couldn’t, because you were not talking to him.

“I have to go back to the studio in a few minutes, Y/n,” Sehun told you. “Are you really going to let me leave without saying goodbye?”

You were still too angry to reply.

Sehun groaned. “Fine. Two can play this game.”

Confused, you glanced at him and saw him get his phone out, then click a few buttons before pressing it to his ear.

“Junmyeon?” Sehun said into the phone. “I won’t make it to the studio today. Why? Oh, because Y/n is acting like a child, and I can’t possibly leave a child without any supervision.”

You gasped at this, instantly standing up from the chair that you were sitting on. “What are you doing?”

Sehun turned to look at you. “Sorry, what was that? Did you just start talking to me?”

“Hang up the phone,” you told him. “You’re going to the studio.”

Sehun smirked, removing his phone from his ear to show you his lockscreen. The dipshit hadn’t even dialed anyone’s number.

You huffed loudly. “You’re the worst, Sehun.”

“No, you are,” he said, still grinning. “But maybe that’s why we work so well together.”

“I kind of hate you right now,” you told him, turning around to go to your room.

“Don’t make me call Junmyeon for real,” he threatened.

You stopped and turned back to look at him. “I feel like this is a form of blackmail.”

“You started it by giving me the silent treatment,” Sehun shrugged his shoulders. “Now, come here. Let’s make up before I have to leave.”

“I still haven’t forgiven you, though,” you told him but didn’t resist it when he hugged you and quickly kissed you on the cheek.

“I know,” he said. “Be angry at me while I’m out, but love me again when I get home.”

Shopping time with Tsum!

Hello, everyone! Here are few pictures I want to share! Since I finally got my own Tsum, now I can’t stop buying things for them!
I mean, they so tiny! They need a helper, right?

Now they can open the box by themselves!

And you feed them with their favorite food :P

After meals they need exercise!

We all know Steve like drawing :)

Tony will need tools to taking care Dummy.

Then the superfamily can go to rest, thanks for watching<3<3<3

Miss someone until they come back, or until you come back, until their absence in your life becomes something to be avoided at all costs. Miss them until you don’t have to anymore, until you’re reunited in your favorite booth in your favorite restaurant ordering your favorite meal, miss them until it feels like you never left. Or miss them until you can’t anymore, until the things you miss are identified and cataloged as things and not a person, until you figure out that easy company and long talks and unblinking, all-knowing eye contact will find you again the way they found you the first time. Miss someone until you don’t.
—  Stephanie Georgopulus, How To Miss Someone

tacmc  asked:

Drunk Rhys, Cass, and Az talking about their women when they get home from a night out. PLEASE.

Here you go, BFF. This became much fluffier than I anticipated it would be. Enjoy!
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Collapsing on the couch, Rhysand loosened the topmfew buttons on his shirt. The sleeves were already rolled up, exposing his inked forearms and as he stared at the designs, he could have sworn the swirls were moving.
A can popped up open behind him and turned to see Cassian walking into the living room carrying two beers. Azriel was only a few steps behind him, a glass of scotch in his own hand.
“Don’t you think we’ve had enough?” He asked, even as he took the cold can from his friends hand.
Plopping down next to him, Cass took a large gulp from his own as Azriel took a seat on the fire place. “The girls are off getting primped and pampered at whatever spa Mor took them to. This is our night. Let’s enjoy it.” He held the can in the air, toasting the evening.
Truth be told, their evening had begun about 5 hours ago, in a bar in downtown Velaris. A couple of beers, turned into a few more, which became a couple of shots, and then a few more.
After Ubering home, they elected to just crash at Elain and Azriel’s new home.
As it were, Cassian was staring around the room. “So did you even get a say in the decorating?”
Az just quirked a dark brow at his brother. “What do you mean?”
Cass motioned around the room. “Dude. There’s fucking flowers everywhere.”
Azriel rolled his eyes as Rhys began to chuckle. “Right, or I could decorate my home like you decorated the apartment to surprise Nesta.”
A drunken outright giggle bubbled through Rhys’s lips as he remembered the look on Nesta’s face as they all walked into the apartment for the first time, her unknowing Cass had decorated it with the finest Illyrian war memorabilia he could find. He spent weeks returning and shipping old weapons and documents back their former homes, and soon his own home looked less like a museum and more like the place he’d live with the love of his life.
A set of hazel eyes turned towards Rhys. “And what are you laughing about? That man cave you always bragged about looks pretty good as an artist’s studio I guess.”
Rhys pursed his lips. “Touché,” he said.
The males laughed and fell into a gentle quiet.
“How the hell did we get so lucky?” Azriel whispered, breaking the silence, his speech slightly slurred.
“I don’t know, man,” Cassian said, as usual the most intoxicated of the trio. “But I’ll do anything I can to make Nes happy for the rest of my life.”
The men looked at each other, and the coincidence was not lost on them. The three outcasts who had grown up as brothers had fallen in love with the three most beautiful women who had even walked on this earth.
“There’s this thing that Elain does,” Azriel mused, leaning his elbows on his knees, empty glass between his legs. “Before I come to bed. She’ll get into my side first, and warm it up for me, before scooting to her own side to fall asleep. After I finish my paperwork or whatever I’m doing, every night, without fail, my said of the bed is warm, and my pillow smells like her.” He leaned back on his hands and looked at the ceiling. “It seems stupid, but, I don’t know.” He paused. “No one has ever loved me that much.”
Cassian kicked his boots off and rested his socked feet on the edge of the the coffee table. “Nesta wakes up at 5:15 every single morning to make me coffee.” His brothers’ eyebrows shot up. If there was one thing known about the eldest Archeron sister, it was that she valued her sleep. Cass only nodded. “She wakes up on her own every morning to get up and make me coffee while I’m in the shower. Since we moved in together, there’s been a fresh cup of coffee, made just how I like it, steaming on the bathroom counter, waiting for me when I get out of the shower. And she’s already curled up back in bed, fast asleep.” He stopped at looked at his brothers. “No one has ever loved me that much.”
Rhys smiled, thinking about how three years ago, he’d accidentally spilled his drink on a girl at the New Year’s party his friend was throwing, and today, she was his wife and somehow, her sisters loved his brothers.
“What about you, man?”
Rhys’s head snapped up at the sound of Azriel’s voice. He and Cass were looking at him, the misty haze of the liquor from the night softening his friend’s faces. “What?”
“What does Feyre do to prove that she loves you?” Cassian asked.
Rhysand sat back and crossed his ankle over his knee.
“She does…,” he paused and thought.“Well, everything.” He smiled. “If I have a shit day at the office, I come home to one of my favorite meals without having to say anything. If I’m aggravated at a client, she takes me to the gym to train instead of sitting there and getting angrier and angrier. She’s my other half. It’s not just that she loves me. I’ve never loved anyone that much.”
Cassian held his can out in front of him. “To the Archeron girls. May they never figure out how much better than us they can do.”
With a laugh, the clinked glasses and finished off the rest of their drinks, hearts and dignity intact.

Poetic Descriptions for the Moon Signs

ARIES: A consuming fire of emotions echo out and no one dares to run, instead they must watch in awe before the flames burn out. Everyone they come in contact with will feel the heat.

TAURUS: Touch them and you will witness flowers blooming, their vines wrapping around your heart, forever keeping you safe. They are rosey sunsets, they are warm fires, they are the irresistible smell of your favorite meal. Cherish them.

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