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SALTWATER SCHOOL:  Casting a Circle for Beginners

Originally posted by thewitchystuff

Witchlings and Baby Witches, gather ‘round to learn how to cast a simple Circle.  You may be wondering, “Why do we cast Circles?” and that can be easily answered!  Most of the time, we cast Circles to create a sacred space where our spellwork and rituals can be conducted.  There are other various reasons, but you can discover that with time, research, and practice.  For this lesson, we are going to focus on creating that sacred space for you.

THINGS TO CONSIDER BEFORE CASTING A CIRCLE

**Circles can be cast alone or with others.  If you are participating with other witches, you may want to print them off a “script” of what will be said and done that way everyone can participate.  Change “I” in the script to “we”, “me” to “us”, and so on and so forth.

**Circles can be cast indoors and outdoors.  However, I do caution you not to cast Circles without getting the permission of the person who owns said space, home, property, etc.  

**You can decorate and dress up for your Circle casting.  Using the appropriate colors, plants, stones, and meaningful objects can aid in powering your Circle.  This, however, is not necessary.

**Decide in advance what will be done in the Circle.  Make a plan of what you want to do inside your circle, whether it worship, prayer, spellwork, or meditation.  Don’t feel rushed and take your time.  

**Music may be used to accompany the Circle casting and rituals.  I typically choose songs that don’t have words.  (I get distracted easily by music.)

**Feel free to customize these words and tailor them to fit your own practices.  You can substitute “walls and floors” with “foliage, stones, and ground” if you are casting outside.  Names for Gods and Goddesses may be used in place of “Lord and Lady.”

**There is no right way to cast a Circle.  There are many traditions that different witches use.  Find what you like, experiment and customize your circle casting ritual.

**NOTE**  This is just one example of how to cast a Circle (one I used when I was just starting out.)


TOOLS FOR CASTING THE CIRCLE

Candles, incense, matches (or a lighter), representations of the four corners, decorations, an athame (ceremonial knife) or wand. 


BASIC CIRCLE CASTING

1.  Ground and center, and then lay out where your Circle will be cast.  This doesn’t have to be physically marked, but I have seen people use cord, chalk, and candles.  (Note: using lit candles can be dangerous.  Please take precautions when doing this.  We don’t want anyone or anything getting hurt.)  I used to create a small altar at the direction North with representations of the four elements.

2.  Light incense and candles, and make your announcement:  The Circle is about to be cast and I freely stand within to greet my Lady and my Lord.

3.  Take one candle in hand and begin walking the Circle.  Here, we are acknowledging the Four Quarters (North, South, East, and West.)  We will stop at each direction and call out the corresponding greeting found below.  For this, we will walk deosil around our Circle.  To move deosil is to move in a clockwise (or sunwise) direction.  Once you have finished acknowledging the directions, return to North.

–North:  I call upon Light and Earth at the North to illuminate and strengthen the Circle.
–East:  I call upon Light and Air at the East to illuminate and enliven the Circle.
–South:  I call upon Light and Fire at the South to illuminate and warm the Circle.
–West:  I call upon Light and Water at the South to illuminate and cleanse the Circle.

4.  Return the candle to its rightful place and raise the athame or wand into your hand facing North.  Call out:  I draw this Circle in the Presence of the Lady and the Lord that They may aid and bless me in my work.

5.  Lower the athame or wand and walk deosil once more around the Circle, envisioning a blue light shoot out from the Circle’s boundary.  Call out:  This is the boundary of the Circle, around me, through walls and floors, above me and below me as a sphere is the Circle cast and consecrated to the Lady and the Lord that They may work with and through Their child, (your name/Craft Name).  This Circle is charged by the power of the Ancient Ones!  Only love shall enter and leave.

Begin your ritual, spellcasting, meditation, or any other word you wish inside the Circle.  Within it, you will be protected.  However, a word of caution: if you are a witchling, make sure you do not over exert yourself inside the Circle.  Casting any magic can make anyone grow weary or tired, so be aware of how much energy you are expending.  Like any magic, it takes time and practice.  When you have finished your work, you will open your Circle.


OPENING THE CIRCLE

6.  Take the athame or wand in hand both hands facing North.  Call out:  Lord and Lady, I have been blessed by Your sharing this time with me; watching and guarding me; guiding me here and in all things.  I came in love and I depart in love.

7.  Raise the athame or wand high in the air in salute.  Call out:  Love is the Law and Love is the Bond.  Merry did I meet, merry do I part, and merry will I meet again.  The Circle is cleansed.

8.  Kiss the flat of the blade or the tip of the wand.  Here, we will bid farewell to the Quarters and move widdershins.  Widdershins, which can be spelled withershins, widershins, widderschynnes, appears to come from German and Lowland Scottish. In German, widersinning means “against the senses”, that is “not the usual”, or “against the grain.”  For our purposes, it means to move counter-clockwise.  So, we will go from North to West, South, and East.  As you move, this would be the time to blow out candles if they are how you laid out your Circle.  Once you have finished saying goodbye to the Quarters, return North.

–Depart in peace, Elemental Earth.  My blessings take with you!
–Depart in peace, Elemental Water.  My blessings take with you!
–Depart in peace, Elemental Fire.  My blessings take with you!
–Depart in peace, Elemental Air.  My blessings take with you!

9.  Raise your arms into the air with athame or wand in hand.  Call out:  Beings and powers of the visible and invisible, depart in peace!  You aid in my work, whisper in my mind, and bless me from the Otherworld.  Let there ever be harmony between us.  My blessings take with you.  The Circle is cleared!

10.  Take the athame or wand in hand, and move widdershins once more around the Circle, calling out:  The Circle is open yet the Circle remains as its magical power is drawn back into me.  The Circle has been cleared.  My ritual has ended.

11.  Place athame or wand aside, and take a seat on the floor (you may also lie on your back.)  Close your eyes and focus on grounding excess energy by touching your palms to the floor.  Let the magic in the room (or outdoors) disperse and settle.  Take a few deep breaths, open your eyes, and begin cleaning up your space.


I hope all of you find this helpful.  Again, Circle casting can be completely tailored and customized for your needs, and you don’t have to cast one this way.  It is meant to be a resource for those just starting out.  If you have any questions, you can reach me via ASK or by messaging me.

Blessings, little ones!

Other lessons in the Saltwater School series:  Making Your Own Tarot Workbook

It’s kind of weird that there are no Megamind crossovers with Superman. Or at least, none that I’ve found.

Megamind fusion with an AU Superman universe that sets Wayne Scott up as a Kryptonian for obvious reasons (Are-Van, Kal-El’s maternal cousin, as opposed to Kara who is a fraternal cousin.) and the sole survivor of Krypton’s demise as opposed to Kal-El. Little to no kryptonite made it to earth in the AU due to Megamind’s pod’s interference, essentially preventing Metro Man from having Superman’s Achilles heel. 

Krypton was a much richer planet than Megamind’s as per the wiki, and it is feasible that Superman’s parents wouldn’t include any information about their less advanced alien neighbors who are even more doomed than the willfully blind Kryptonians.

Currently playing with reality shenanigans where a heroic (Incredibly handsome former Master of All Villainy and Evil Overlord but now beloved Benevolent Defender of Metrocity!) Megamind gets tossed into a Superman universe.

“Am I alright?” Megamind repeats quietly, incredulously, then louder, “Am I alright?” He swirls out from under Superman’s hand and wails, “Of course I’m not alright!” He gestures agitatedly, waving his hands in the air as he stalks back and forth in tight circles, all his fire and nervous energy reigniting at the drop of a hat, “I’m pretty sure that lackluster villain Blink somehow managed to send me to an alternate universe where an El got sent to this planet instead of that idiot Are-Van and apparently my whole planet got destroyed without a single survivor! So! No!” Megamind lets out a shriek just short of being a perfect imitation of a tea kettle, and sending the brainbots into a howling frazzle, “I am not alright!

I Understand

Originally posted by painfulblisss

Pairing: Ivar X Reader

Word Count: 1400

Warnings: none that I can really think of, the dirty do is very implied tho, I hope it’s still to your liking!

@cutiepiepotatoes request: 


Whether its five minutes or a few seconds, you and Ivar always dissolve into fights furious enough to shake the walls. Despite that, it’s rare for a certain unspoken line to be crossed. That is until Aslaug locks you two in a room to sort out your near non-existent differences, only to frustrate you both to a boiling point of honesty.


“If you are going to act like children then you will be punished like children.” Aslaug chimed through the door. You yanked on the locked handle, a flash of anger igniting higher when the only other person in the small room with you shouted in an equal fury.

“Mother this is ridiculous! Open the door!”

She was toying with you both, stroking the already double inferno of rage locked safely behind the door. Queen Aslaug always bore a smile in your company, though you weren’t sure why. Not that you two didn’t get along or shared many interests, but whenever you and your family came to visit, Hel broke loose. Something that entertained Aslaug endlessly. But it was a bit strange given it involved her youngest and favored son, you and Ivar spitting venom at each other whenever in the same room for five minutes.

Even now you could hear the smile in her words. “I am going for a walk. Hope you two decide to be well behaved by the time I get back.”

Both you and Ivar called, begging and fighting for a release from each others presence. A silence came waiting for her response and you both slumped realizing she was already gone. In a last fit you kicked the door, crossing your arms pouting and refusing to turn around and face Ivar. “This is your fault.”

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Mad Dog

A/N: Because @persephone-is-here-omg and @angryschnauzer asked SO nicely… and @ryverpenrad begged (which is how I like it), here is a random, quick drabble of a certain episode discussed in previous Tumblr posts, for @bucky-plums-barnes Sinful Sundays. BTW, if anybody else writes this, I WANNA REEEEEEEEEEAD. 

WARNINGS: THERE IS NO PLOT TO THIS IT IS ALL SMUT and the Reader is in control the whole time, so the Winter Soldier is a whiny, whimpering mess. Basically, light hand job and blow job, masturbation, light thigh riding, sex, dirty talk, Bucky tied down. Whoop! Also mention of torture and angst. 

PAIRING: Bucky x HYDRA!Reader (in my head, the reader is actually really nice, but grew up in a HYDRA family, so doesn’t know any better)

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I’m Here

Prompt: Jin comforts you after you have a nightmare about him leaving

Genre: angst, fluff

Word Count: 1367


He was packing, or rather, had finished packing, and the home you used to share now seemed to be left bare. Little trinkets and Mario toys were taken away and placed carefully in a suitcase, leaving behind spots on surfaces where dust couldn’t reside before. Clothes you had forgotten were his because of how often you’d wear them were gone, leaving a bigger hole than you thought they could. Not that you ever imagined this to happen in the first place.

Seokjin, why?


“I really wish we could, but everything is just so busy and I don’t feel like it’s right for you to have to wait so long to see me for such a short period of time before I need to leave again.”


You tried to protest. That was just a given for you to be with him, and the two of you already had plenty of conversations about the issues that arose with his work, but everything was resolved with reassurance and quality time whenever he was able to be with you. You were ok. He knows that!

The protest bubbled in your chest and you opened your mouth to speak, but nothing was spoken into the air. No words were formed.


Why can’t I speak?! I need to tell him!



“I wish we could be together forever.”


We can!


“The plans we made for our future…”


Seokjin! Stop, please!


“Right now, nothing is working. I don’t think I can keep the promises I made to you. You shouldn’t hold yourself back from life because of me.”


No! We talked about this!


“And I know how persistent you can be when you set your mind on something, and it’s really admirable…but because of that, you wouldn’t let yourself live as happily as I want you to-”


I am happy! Who told you this?!


“-so I’ll do it…For both of us, I think it would be better if we weren’t together anymore because of my job and how it affects your life. I just want you to be happy. I would hug you and kiss you, but I’m afraid that if I do, I’ll never be able to let go, so…the best I can do is this.”

You began crying as he solemnly brought his hand to his lips and sent a kiss to you by mournfully extending his arm back toward you. You tried to grab his hand and beg him to stay, to listen to you, but he was just out of your reach.

You could only watch the tears fall from his eyes.


He turned.



You yelled.




He left.




You cried and screamed his name, trying desperately to run after him, to find him, but everything was dark and you were confused and terrified and it felt like ropes were wrapping themselves securely around your torso to keep you from moving forward, to keep you from him.

You fought them with all your strength, but they were too strong. You could only sob, words too broken to be understood.

The sound of Seokjin’s voice calling your name further crushed the shattered pieces of your heart into dust. Your body was shaking violently and you couldn’t breathe. Hot pressure was crushing your chest and your name continued to be called.


“Please wake up!”

You jolted, eyes snapping open and frantically tried to get rid of the ropes tying you down. It took a few moments for you to realize that there weren’t any ropes. Only Seokjin holding you upright, securely in his arms. The violent shaking was him trying to rouse you as gently as possible and the burning, suffocating pressure was him pressing your body against his chest. The fresh, clean scent that belonged uniquely to him filled your nose. The smell of safety brought relief, flooding your senses to fight off panic, and all you could do was curl your fists into his shirt and continue to cry as he rocked you back and forth, rubbing circles into your back, murmuring words of comfort and pressing kisses to the crown of your head.

“It’s ok. You’re ok, it was only a dream. Everything’s ok. I’m here, it’s ok, I’m here. Just hold onto me and breathe. Can you do that for me? Breathe in-”

You sucked in a stuttering breath of air.

“And out…”

The air left too quickly and your lungs returned to the panicked hyperventilation for a moment until Seokjin’s voice brought you back.

“That’s ok, you’re ok. Try again, come on. In…and out. Good, good job. You’re doing so well. Again, c’mon,” he urged gently.


After a minute or so, your breathing and heart rate had calmed down, but you were still shuddering. Seokjin held onto you in the dark, the silence broken only by your deep breaths as you clung to him.

He was so warm and comforting.

He softly rubbed his hands over your arms, lightly massaging the muscles sore from shivering and tensing. “Are you feeling better?”

You wordlessly nodded and nestled further into him. He protectively rested his head on yours and sat there in silence, allowing you to simply feel his breath and listen to his heartbeat until you were comfortable with talking.


“Y-you…you left m-me,” you finally managed to explain, bursting into tears again.

Seokjin wordlessly held you tight and rocked you again, waiting patiently for you to regain composure so as to not rush you and stress you out. When you calmed down, he asked why he left.

“Because of being an i-idol, and I know, I know that both of us have talked about t-this and we’re ok, but that’s why I was so con-confused and scared. I thought I did something wrong and I c-couldn’t say anything and you’re ok, right? Y-you’re ok about us?”

Seokjin pulled back from the hug a little to look you in the eye. He cupped you face in his hands and brushed away stray tears still lingering on your cheeks. “Yes. I have no doubt that I want to stay with you for a very long time. Forever, even. I do feel bad more often than I would like to admit because of the way you have to live because of me, but the reassurance that you’re ok and that you love me with all your heart regardless of how late I get home or wherever in the world I may be…How can I not love you? It was just a bad dream. I would never just walk out on you based off of such a weak excuse like that. I love you. I love you so much and I don’t want to leave you and the fact that you don’t want to leave me makes me love you so much more. Please don’t have that dream again, but if that Seokjin comes back, if he says that crap again, just laugh at him. Look him dead in the eye and laugh at him and his stupidity.”

You giggled.

“Hey, what does a dog say when it sees a wall?”

“Seokjin, I swear to God-”

“Wol wol!!” He began laughing.

“That’s not even a new joke! You’ve already said this!”

“Isn’t it funny?”

“No!” You squirmed out of his hold and lay back down, turning your back to him. “I’m going back to sleep.”

“What color is a hamburger?”

“Burgundy! Go to bed, I don’t wanna talk to you anymore!”

He lay down next to you, wrapping his arms around your torso and squishing your body to back into his chest. You protested and tried to wriggle away, but he wouldn’t let you. Your kicking only tangled the two of you further into the sheets.

You stopped fighting him when he kissed the back of your neck softly, solemnly.

“I love hearing you smile.”

“That doesn’t make any sense.”

“Yes it does. You can hear it in someone’s voice when they smile. I love hearing your smile. It makes me happy too.”

You turned around and looked up at him. “Thank you, Seokjin.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

He pressed a kiss to your lips and held you close, playing with your hair until you fell sound asleep in his arms.

glassesgirl0401  asked:

ereri, 24 plus 25 please? :3

24: “You know, I think you might be lucky.”
25: Fake Dating/Married

Thank you so much for the prompts, Frauke. They truly were such a challenge with our two awkward, blunt beans, but such a wonderful one! 

That being said, I hope you like the following 1,800 words of crack and shameless, self-indulging silliness. ;)

(Read on AO3.)


Close to You

It could have been such a beautiful day…

But somewhere along the line it all went out of control pretty fast and Eren knows that standing this close to Levi, moving to music, and their bodies pretty much pressed together from hips to shoulders can’t end well.

And, as so often when Eren finds himself in a situation he fumes over, it’s all Jean’s fault! 

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*I’ll Be By Your Side (Newt’s POV)* Newt x reader

◘ TAKE TWO! You can read the original one here! 

Anonymous asked:

Newt x reader. Its they night before their wedding and they are sleeping apart. The reader suffers from nigthmears if she is away from newt too long. When she wakes up screaming newt runs to comfort her. Only to be confronted by her pure blood parents who won’t let him stay in her room.

Squeezing your hand, Newt smiled at you as he sat beside you on the couch as you listened to your parent’s running through the final arrangements of tomorrows ceremony. Tomorrow you’d be marrying Newt, your best friend and soul mate. You knew you were meant to be together since the first time you met back in Hogwarts. You had both been sorted in to Hufflepuff and spent nearly every moment together. 

“Now… make sure that everything is laid out tonight so nothing is misplaced or forgotten” Your Mother looked over at the two of you, but you were smiling in to one another’s eyes, giggling. Sighing loudly to get your guys attention, she clapped her hands.


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Life in Her Eyes - Star Trek

Wedding Dance was awesome!! Thank you for writing it. I love Eomer!! And enjoy reading those stories. I also like your Bones ones too!!! So I have a Bones request. Dancing with wife!reader in their quarters for no other reason that he had a bad day in Medbay and just wants to hold her.

Leonard McCoy slowly peeled off his surgical gloves and dropped them in the bin. He watched from behind the glass door of the prep room as a nurse led a man into the med room. The nurse stepped next to the bed and pulled down the sheet. Leonard turned away as the man collapsed with a sob next to the lifeless figure on the bed.

Bones stopped to enter a few things into the computer briefly before signing out of the med bay. He walked down the hallway, keeping his head down. Hoping no one would notice the color draining from his face or the gathering wetness of his eyes. As he rounded a corner he shook his head vigorously, trying to snap himself out it. As a seasoned doctor, he was no stranger to death. He had lost more than a few people on the operating table. But this was different. The woman who had been brought in had been on an away team who were exposed to a toxin that caused sudden and severe internal hemorrhaging. Hemorrhaging too severe for even the advanced medical equipment aboard the Enterprise to keep up with.

What bothered Leonard, was the woman looked exactly like his wife. Looked exactly like you. And as the nurse brought in the woman’s husband, Leonard saw himself walking into a sterile room and lifting a sheet to find you, eyes closed and skin cold. The thought made his lungs feel like lead.

Upon reaching your shared quarters, the door opened and he was greeted by soft piano-like music. You looked up from the book you were reading and smiled at him. Your smile faded almost immediately, replaced by concern. The minute the door closed, Leonard sighed and a few of the frustrated tears he had been holding back spilled slowly down his cheek as he squinted his eyes closed.

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Can’t Lose You

Request: Yes, by @robinlover11620

Pairing: Tim Drake X Reader

Tags:  @rebecca-x4 , @solis200213 , @ti0261 , @bat-lakota , @overunderjustwhelmed , @epickimmie , @gokusanfan , @yj-tt-batfam-forlife , @gracesnowstorm , @blxkestnight , @batarangtotheheart , @angstytodd , @abiitheawkward , @batfamily-imagines , @dc-imagine-central , @pinkwitch21, @mintymacaronrain , @starshipofgotham , @tim-help , @avengerdragoness, @senpai-gabby , @just-a-girl-maybe , @schninner-writes-some-stuff , @books-netflix-and-pizza , @memento-scribet , @speedypan,  @yomynameis-nothingimportant, @aworldwideapart, @dead-lee-15, @chipsinabox, @wynterrobin  

A/N: I hope you guys like it!! There will be a Part 2 for this don’t worry guys!!


“TIM!” You cry as you felt tears falling from your cheeks. “NOOO!”

You watched as he took in his last breaths in your arms. He tried to speak but you didn’t let him. “Shh, Tim don’t speak just…Just stay with me,” You plead as he tried to place his hand on your cheek, you placed your hand on top of his. “Please.”

He gave you a little smirk, the smirk he used to always give you when you were feeling down and they always made you happy and smiley, now you were frightened to lose him. “I’m trying……” He spoke in a low tone, barely a whisper. “I’m trying to be with you.”

You pulled him closer as more tears fell. He gently pushed your hair from your face and placed it on your cheek, coughing after. “Tim, stay with me. Don’t..don’t go anywhere. I can’t lose you.”

You tried to have hope, although it was completely useless. He was dying and you knew it. You could hear his breathing becoming faint with each breath. “I’m sorry, [F/N].” He moved his hand away from you and on top of his chest.

“No, please,” You said. “Please..” You looked into his blue eyes, they were closing. “Don’t close your eyes, stay awake! Please!”

“I love you…..” Those were the last words ringing in your ears as he took in his last breath.


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I’ve Got You

Can you do an imagine where reader has a PTSD episode at the clubhouse (she was in the Army). The guys walks in and sees reader having an episode and everyone is frozen in fear not knowing what to, Chibs is the one that goes to reader and tries helping her.

Trigger Warning: See above description, language

“Get back!” I lunged forward with the broken beer bottle, I could hear the squeal of fear. I saw a man lunge for me, I grabbed his wrist, twisting his arm behind his back, slamming him against the wall. “Don’t fucking touch me!”

My body started to shake, I started my sniper breathing to calm my nerves. The room was full of enemies, I had to remain calm, if I was going to get out alive. Another man approached me, his hands up in the air, I studied him.

He was bigger then me, but that didn’t mean anything. I was trained to take out men three times my size. I could easily take him out, I was going through, every possible scenario, and which technique would be the best.

I see him look over his shoulder, and give a command. Everyone starts moving, I feel myself start to panic. Backing up against the wall, I feel like a caged animal. The lights dim, it’s not totally dark, so I can still see.

“(Y/N), it’s alright, love. It’s me Filip….you’re safe, you’re in the clubhouse in Charming.” Mind games, the oldest game in the book, I knew it wasn’t true, I was still in Kandahar. 

I shook my head, holding the broken bottle in front of me. “Don’t come any closer….stay back!”

“I’m going to stay right here where you can see me.  It’s just you and me, everyone else left. Why don’t you sit down with me?” I watched him sit down on the floor in front of me.

I didn’t want to give in, I needed to stay standing, so he couldn’t over take me. My body started to betray me, I felt exhausted, I slid to the floor. I cried out as I I fell to the floor, dropping the bottle, I drop my head in my hands.  I let out a few ragged sobs, looking up, I see him, and I know what happened. I feel so ashamed and embarrassed. “Filip….”

“That’s right sweetheart, I’m right here…..” He smiled at me. “Can I come over to you?”

I nodded my head, he crawled over sitting  beside me, taking the bottle from my hands, throwing it in the trash. “I’m so sorry…..” 

“Can I touch you?” I nodded my head, he pulled me onto his lap, wrapping his arms around me. “None of this is your fault. You went through hell over there, it’s going to take time to get over it. Dr. Carter said there would be rough days.”

He rocked back and forth, his hands rubbing circles on my back. “Thank you…”

“I’ve got you sweetheart….we all do. You don’t have to face this alone.” He kissed the top of my head. I felt myself getting sleepy. “Let me take  you home.”

“Okay.” We stood up, and walked towards the door. Once outside, the rest of the club was waiting for us, making sure that I was alright. They wanted to let me know, that they were there for me, always.

THE END


AN: I have no idea if I handled PTSD correctly, I just went with my gut instinct.


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At the End of the Dance

For ax1kaiser who requested Omegaverse. 

Arthur is taking part in the annual Spring Dance, in which he’ll receive a mate. Now, he’ll have to hope he ends up with the right alpha by the end of the dance.. Usuk. Small mention of Prucan.

Arthur pulled at the collar of his white and blue suit, looking around at the decorated brick courtyard. He was nineteen, which meant he was officially old enough for the Spring Dance.

He’d been dreading this day, but, the dance had been tradition for as long as anyone could remember. There had been some slight changes, but the principle remained the same. Alphas and omegas lined up across from each other, and when the music began they would dance with the person in front of them. They would switch partners, and whoever they were with at the end of the dance would be their mate.

The dance could last for hours, or for a few minutes, it was never the same. And dreadfully boring, if you didn’t like any of your dance partners. Even if you did like one or two of them, there was no guarantee you’d end up with them.

Arthur looked down the line of alphas in front of him. They were all dressed in black and gold suits and gowns, in contrast to the light blues and whites of the omegas.

The alpha in front of him had stark white hair, and his eyes were a mixture of red and blue. He was leaning forwards, peering up and down the row as he seemed to look for someone in particular. Well, for his sake, Arthur hoped he found him. At least Arthur could cross him off the list. He’d avoid him as much as possible, anyway.

A violin played, a signal that the dance was going to begin. Arthur straightened his back, and as the music started to play, stepped forwards and took the hand of the alpha.

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Dangerous Woman (M)

Genre: Drabble
Word count: 1101
Description: Playing games with your group of friends - a lap dance was bound to be brought up.
Warnings: Suggestive content
Author’s note: My hand slipped. The song in this one is Dangerous Woman by Ariana Grande, which basically always makes me want to destroy someone with a lap dance. ^^
This is just a little something to distract myself with, since I’m in the process of planning for a bigger project. Eventually. :D

Don’t need permission
Made my decision to test my limits

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Jeff Hardy - Prompt #94

Prompt: “I had a bad dream again”
Requested: by @littlemisskittyroosterteeth
Warnings: None
Words: 600+
y/d/n: your daughter’s name

Being married to the one and only Jeff Hardy had its perks. His hard work over the years meant that you could live a comfortable life, he treated you like a queen. He was an amazing husband and an amazing dad to your 3-year-old daughter, y/d/n. The bad side? His hectic schedule.  

It wasn’t too bad when it just the two of you. You would travel with him pretty often with your work allowing you to work from home. But now 6 years later and a 3-year-old daughter it makes it a lot harder. You’re basically a single parent. Jeff’s parenting usually just involves face time and if he is home, he’s the super fun cool dad. He didn’t want to just be the sometimes dad though. He had almost given up wrestling multiple times during your pregnancy and your daughter’s short life but it was his dream and you weren’t going to let him give it up. 

Lately, it had been harder than normal. Y/d/n had been a handful. Not that she was being bad, you were actually very lucky that she was a really good kid, it was just at nights. Since Jeff left just a little over two weeks, y/d/n has been waking up during the night more than normal. 

You sat on the couch watching reruns of The Simpsons. It was close to midnight and Jeff was going to get home soon and you wanted to be awake to greet him. 

Just got in the cab be home in like 10 xx 

You smiled at the text. You were so excited for Jeff to get home. Y/d/n went to bed a few hours ago so it was just going to be you two which was very rare now. You were cleaning up a little before Jeff got home when you heard the crying. 

“Please stay in bed, please stay in bed” you prayed staring at the ceiling. Next thing you know you hear tiny feet coming down the stairs. You sighed as y/d/n ran to your legs and wrapped around your legs. “What’s wrong monkey?” you asked picking her up to try and calm her down before Jeff got home. You knew he would be tried so you didn’t really want a moody 3-year-old on your hands. 

“I-I had a bad-d dream again” she hiccupped through the tears. She wrapped her arms around your neck and cried. 

“Shhh, it’s okay. It was just a dream” you cooed rocking back and forth, rubbing circles on her back. It took some time but you calmed her down. She still had tears falling but her cries turned to hiccups which were good enough for you. It was at least quiet. You heard a key in the lock of the front door. 

“Babe I’m home!” Jeff called dragging his suitcase in behind him. His smile dropped as he saw you holding your daughter. “Oh no”

“Sorry” you mouthed to him as he walked up to the two of you. 

“What’s going on baby?” Jeff asked. Y/d/n was such a daddy’s girl so when she heard his voice she quickly turned to him, reaching for him. You loved watching the two of them interact. Jeff was a natural father. Jeff wiped her cheeks as she laid her head in the nook of his neck.

“She had a bad dream again” You say rubbing her leg. 

“Again?” Jeff asked her “Monsters?” y/d/n nodded and wrapped her arms around Jeff harder. “Come on baby come sleep with me and mummy” 

“You sure? You must be tired” 

“Being a father, it’s what I live for” Jeff smiled taking your hand pulling you to the bedroom. You laid in bed, cuddling into Jeff with y/d/n in the middle of you. As soon as she laid in the bed she was out like a light. You traced Jeff’s tattoos on his arm. 

“This, this is perfect” Jeff mumbled 

“You’re not going to be saying that in the morning when her foot is in your face” You giggled 

“I’d have a million feet in my face if it meant I’d wake up with the two of you” Jeff yawned falling asleep.

Teasing Around the Parents (Grayson) - Requested

A/N: This was requested as having sexy time around your parents, but I decided to make it more of teasing right in front of them at a dinner with them to announce your engagement. Also I’ve never written any type of smut before, so I don’t really know how well this turned out.

[outfit]

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“Gray, you almost ready,” you called out to your brand new fiancé while staring at your outfit in the mirror.

 “Yeah, but babe why are we getting ready so early when we don’t have to leave for another 45 minutes,” he responded still in the bathroom.

 You turned to face the door leading to the bathroom and called out, “Because this is an important dinner and we need to make sure that we look perfect and everything will run smoothly.”

 You walked over to your closet and picked out your shoes and clutch that were going to be used for the night. After putting your shoes on, you walked to the dresser with your clutch filling it with the essentials.

 “Hey, babe, is my tie- wow,” Grayson said cutting himself short.

 “What?” you turned around looking him up and down before seeing his tie was crooked. You walked up to him hearing your heels click with every step you took. You fixed his tie and looked up at him smiling.

 “There you go,” you said before turning around to finish getting ready. Before you could make it back to the dresser two arms were wrapped around you pulling you into Grayson’s hard chest. He leaned his head down and whispered, “You know you look so sexy in that dress and especially with that ring on your finger that lets people know you’re all mine, Mrs. Grayson Dolan.” He nipped your ear lobe and slowly let his lips descend down your neck leaving a trail of wet kisses.

 You turned around and put your hands on his chest stopping him from proceeding. “Gray, we’re meeting my parents tonight, and we don’t really have time for this,” you explained making your way back to the table.

 “Please, we have time and if anything we can either show up late or have the dinner tomorrow,” Grayson tried reasoning but it was to no avail.

 You put your hands back on his chest watching the smirk grow on his lips. Your lips made contact with his neck moving up to his ear before saying, “No” and then walking back to finish.

 “I’m gonna get you back for that,” he said cautioning you.

 *One Hour Later*

 You and Grayson were sitting next to each other looking over the wine list waiting for your parents to arrive.

 “Remember don’t or-,” you started until you were stopped by Grayson.

 "I know. I Know. Don’t order any wine because your dad likes to be the one who orders it,” Grayson recited like he had known this his whole life. He say your fingers restlessly tapping against the table.

 You stared at the glass doors waiting to see your mother and father walk in together. Your fingers went back down to tap against the white tablecloth when you hit a soft warmth instead. You looked down and saw that it was Grayson’s hand. He looked at you giving you the reassuring smile you had fallen in love with.

 The two of you had just been contently staring at each other until you heard someone shout your name.

 “(Y/N), let me see the ring,” your mother exclaimed.

 You laughed getting up to show her while Grayson got up to shake your father’s hand. After, he hugged her and the two of you went back to sit down. The  four of you sat and spoke about dinner and the future wedding. Your mother said that she help you guys whenever you needed and that she couldn’t wait to celebrate her one daughter’s wedding.

 Later on you stopped talking about the wedding. You were having conversation with your mother about your siblings and how their families were doing while your father and Grayson were talking about business and such. In the middle of your conversation you felt a hand move onto your knee. You ignored it knowing that it was Grayson because he always had to be touching you in some way.

 He decided to start rubbing up and down your whole thigh making sure that he grazed ever so gently on your inner thigh. You shivered once he started to do that, and you knew that he had noticed from your mother’s comment asking if you were cold.

 As soon as Grayson heard this, he turned to you and smirked, “Oh, (Y/N), here take my jacket.” He swiftly pulled his arms out and placed it over your shoulders.

 “You got a true gentleman here, (Y/N),” your father said pointing to Grayson.

 “Oh I already know that, dad,” you said while Grayson hand grazed all the way to your panties.

 You knew you were screwed right then and there because you had put on sheer lace panties, and Grayson had just found out. He leaned over to you looking like he was kissing your cheek when he actually turned to say, “I see someone was preparing for some fun later tonight,” causing a blush to erupt on your cheeks.

 Your mother smiled thinking it was adorable how he could make you blush from a simple kiss not knowing the real reason. Your food was soon placed down in front of  you, and you couldn’t wait to start eating. Grayson had to move his hand due to his choice of steak causing him too need both hands to cut it. You were thankful for this and hoped that you two could hold it off until you got home.

 After eating and your plates were taken away, your waiter came back with the boxes of all of the remaining food that you and your father hadn’t finished. The waiter had dessert menus for you and placed them in front of you while reciting the specials. Grayson didn’t even need to look at the menu knowing that what you would get because it’s what you always did.

 “We will each have a coffee and a crème brulee to share for us and another one for my soon to be parents,” Grayson smoothly stated while smiling up at the waiter.

 “Well if he can take care of us this well, we know our (Y/N) will have no problem having you in her life,” your dad laughed.

 Soon Grayson’s hand was right back where it was earlier. This time he moved your panties to the side and rubbed up and down your folds. You sucked in a breath quickly and when everyone had turned to look at you your eyes bulged quickly trying to think of an excuse, “I  just remembered I forgot to tell of my friends back home about the engagement!”

 “Oh, (Y/N), you scared us there for a second. Don’t worry about not telling them, you can call them tomorrow!” your mother smiled at the two of you.

 You saw the waiter coming with your coffees from the kitchen. As soon as the cup reached your table, you started to drink it, and Grayson took this as his opportunity to insert one finger in you.

 You took a few seconds to control your breathing before continuing a conversation to your mother about who from her side of the family should be invited. Grayson frustrated from struggling to receive a stronger reaction from you decided to add another finger, plunging them into you painfully slowly. You started to ache for him.

He realized that you started to want him even more. When the dessert came he added a third finger and his thumb. He curled his fingers as they moved back and forth while his thumb circled your clit. Not being able to wait any longer you pushed the bowl forward and said, “It was nice seeing you guys again, but I’m starting to feel sick. I really should be getting back home.” You stood up, and Grayson pulled out his wallet taking two fifties and placing them on the table in front of your father. “Here, Mr. (Y/L/N),” he said while wrapping an arm around you.

“It was lovely talking to you two again, “ Grayson said while they waved at the two of you as you walked out.

“Hurry up you bastard,” you sneered while walking out of the restaurant.

 As soon as you made it to the car, he pushed you up against the side. He was about to open his mouth to say something to you, but before he could, you grabbed his face and pulled it down to yours passionately kissing him.

“I can’t wait until we get home,” you panted before moving to his neck.

“Don’t worry I know an empty parking lot right down the road we can continue this,” Grayson breathed while unlocking the car and racing down the street, so you could start your passionate car sex.