Add the following to your bathwater in however small/large portions you wish: 2 parts rose petals and/or hips 2 parts lavender 2 parts hibiscus 1 part dandelion pinch of sea salt 4 parts Moon water (i used about 1/4cup because it’s all i had left)
To take this from simple relaxing bath to a spell to call upon the Fae and/or realign your energies through them, simply light two or three candles (a white and then whatever other colors you feel relate to what you need at the moment), and a handful of the stones you are closest to or you feel can help (I used rose quartz, howlite, petalite, botswana agate, fluorite, and amethyst just to name a few).
Extra: I added a bit of lavender epsom salt and a Rose Queen bath bomb I had laying around to my bath tonight because I felt like pampering myself; feel free to add your favorites as well to make this bath work for you even better!
me, dissociating, obnoxious me1 club music playing on loop in the background: the elcor have been rubbing their bare, freaky feet-hands on every gross floor they’ve ever walked on and that makes me uncomfortable
Ellen Degeneres sends famous (your profession) Y/N to a local coffee shop with
an earpiece. Y/N must follow everything Ellen tells her to say. It is a funny
game until Y/N realizes her long-time crush Shawn Mendes happens to be in that
very coffee shop. Ellen got to have her fun.
Ellen is saying
doesn’t love Ellen?
“Alright, so in honor of her 18th birthday
and all the success she has had this year, we sent (your profession) Y/N Y/L/N
to a local coffee shop in Toronto where she is staying. I know, she actually
prefers Canada.” Ellen Degeneres winks to her laughing audience.
The audience’s attention refocuses on the screen in
front of them, showing Y/N in comfy sweatpants and a tank top.
Okay Y/N, if you hear me scream out loud: “It’s
freezing cold outside, but I want to show off my abs!”
and whispers: “What abs?”, before shouting:
FREEZING COLD OUTSIDE, BUT I WANNA SHOW OFF MY ABS!”
standing around her stare at her and laugh softly.
Okay Y/N, walk in the shop.
Y/N grabs the
door, and opens it, stepping into the nice coffee-smelling building.
Sniff around, and look like you’re heavily enjoying
the aroma of coffee around you.
head, Y/N walks further into the shop, sniffing around. She shuts her eyes and
The audience laughs, some of them muttering how she looked high while doing that.
What Y/N and
Ellen did not know however was songwriter Shawn Mendes was sitting in the
corner and had raised his head up from his phone upon Y/N’s arrival.
of his lips tugged up into a smile. Shawn had always harboured a little crush
on the renowned (your profession). They were following each other on social
media and occasionally would retweet each other’s posts and such. Each time Y/N
liked his posts, or tweeted something so goofy reflecting her personality,
Shawn always had a little warm fuzzy feeling in his chest. They had met at the
Teen Choice Awards, and he remembered clearly how amazing she looked in her
dress and how much he couldn’t stop thinking about how they took a picture
together on the red carpet. Since then, Shawn only saw glimpses of her at other
award shows but never had time to go speak to her.
her there today made his heart leap. He has never seen her in anything other
than dazzling gowns, but he found her just as effortlessly beautiful in a
laidback casual outfit.
Okay, so walk up to the cashier.
there’s a line.”
Cut the line! An audience member shouted. Ellen smiled.
Cut the line.
Y/N took a
deep breath in, and slid in in front of a man waiting in line.
me?” He said.
Say you’re a celebrity.
“Yes sir, I’m
sorry I cut you, but I am a celebrity.” Y/N responded, blushing slightly.
Ellen rolled around in her seat with laughter.
that’s not an excu- Wait Y/N Y/L/N?” He gasps.
“No way, my
daughters love you! Can I get a picture?”
great! Tell them I say hi!”
And the man
takes out his phone, snaps a picture of them together and leaves straight away
exclaiming to his phone; without his coffee.
Alrighty then, Y/N you got out of that.
from a distance, a little perplexed. Was Y/N actually that rude about being
famous? But yet again, her grin at the end was impossible to hate.
Y/N walked up
to the cashier, waiting for Ellen’s directions.
quiet, pursing her lip to hold back laughter.
her throat, looking from side to side as the cashier watches her expectantly.
her hair awkwardly, she bites her lip.
“Can I help
you miss?” The cashier asks once again.
“Hmm, oh yes.”
“So what can I
responds. She looks up to the hidden camera, raising her eyebrows slightly at
LA, Ellen is red from holding her breath and the audience is on the edge of
their seats, waiting for Ellen and Y/N’s next move.
so what would you like to order?”
the one.” Y/N continues, swaying slightly from side to side on the balls of her
feet to release some awkward tension.
“So uh miss,
would you like to maybe hear the specials?”
Say: No, I know exactly what I want.
“No sir thank
you I know exactly what I want.” Y/N answered.
“Okay perfect what would that be?”
Ask for a smoothie.
“Can I get a
smoothie?” Y/N exhales, relieved the silence didn’t go on.
course, we have strawberry, honey melon and mixed berry.”
Respond: Ooh I love melons. They look a little bit
like breasts. You know with the little circle in the middle.
rose in Y/N’s cheeks.
“Ooh I love
melons. They look a little bit like breasts. You know with the little circle in
the middle. Looks like a nipple…” Y/N blurted out.
rose his eyebrows, then laughed out loud.
“Oh you are
funny miss. So one small honey melon smoothie?”
Ellen then got an idea. Remembering her previous Ellen
in Your Ear episodes, she decided to get a little bolder. Y/N, say: “But of
course they don’t look like my breasts. Those melons are huge!”
course you know, melons don’t look like my breasts. Ha ha um no, those are
hu-uge.” Y/N gestured, positively red by now.
Shawn let out
an involuntary laugh, clapping his hands on his mouth. This went unnoticed by
Y/n who was too embarrassed and busy trying not to laugh, but not by Ellen.
“Wait, camera crew zoom in on the left hand corner. Aah
ladies and gentlemen, there is singer-songwriter Shawn Mendes.” Ellen chuckled
mischievously. Her audience oohs in surprise. “Y/N walk to the back of the shop and go sit beside Shawn
Mendes?” , Y/N thought. Not the handsome, kind, down-to-earth singer Shawn
right? The Shawn she has had a crush on for the longest time ever?
Y/N walked to
her left, spotting him and sitting down beside him, hating herself for
“Hi! It’s so
nice to see you here.” Shawn smiled back.
brings you here?” He asked.
I needed somewhere to pee.
“I um yes,
needed somewhere to pee.”
a bit confused, but carried on.
broken at your place?”
Nope, I just love gross public bathrooms.
“No I just
love gross public bathrooms ha. Love em!” Y/N squealed, wondering why she
agreed to do this segment again.
“Anyway I heard
your new single Bad Reputation and wow I can’t stop listening to it!”
“Wow thanks a
lot, is that what you’re listening to now?” Shawn said, pointing to her
her eyes for a second. Shoot busted, she thought.
Hand him the earpiece.
listen.” Y/N said, taking it out and giving it to Shawn.
it, feeling his flesh burn as he grazed her fingers and stuck it into his ear.
Shaaawn.” Ellen said into the earpiece.
who is this?”
grinned and gestured to him to keep listening.
from Finding Nemo.”
explains why you were doing and saying such weird things.” Shawn threw his head
back in laughter as he placed the earpiece down on the table.
guessing you heard what I said, eh?” Y/N cringed.
“Yes, it was
melon part huh?”
“It was one
of the best parts.” Shawn chuckled.
“Oh, and just
so you know, I don’t actually enjoy peeing in public bathrooms.” Y/N
remembered, earning her another laugh from Shawn.
there’s this beautiful restaurant downtown, and their bathroom is not um gross.”
“Is this your
way of asking me out to dinner?” Y/N giggled.
love to check out that restaurant. For their bathrooms, of course.”
“Yes yes of
there for a tiny while, just smiling back at each other, dumbstruck and not
believing their luck.
lovebirds, you forgot I can hear and see everything.” Ellen shouted into the
earpiece, causing the pair to jump.
excuse me Shawn I have to end the segment.” Y/N joked.
She stood up
and said at the top of her voice to the people in the shop:
“Hey guys! I’m
Y/N and if you saw what weird things I have said, it’s because… You’re all on
the Ellen Degeneres Show!” She waved her hands happily at the cameras as the
coffee shop cheered with glee.
“So, maybe we
can check that restaurant out right now?” Shawn stood up next to her.
“I’d love to.”
wasn’t the best Ellen in Your Ear since there was no dancing involved, but if
they do get together, I’m taking full credit.” Ellen stood up and said to her
audience. They laughed and cheered, as TV screens worldwide went to commercial.
OKAY I think I finally came up with an actual prompt?? Something to the effect of "we adopted a pet together and now my mom/whoever definitely thinks we're dating whoops"
10/10 any prompt with pets in it is an excellent prompt. hope you like it and thanks for being such a great friend! (ao3)
The thing about Bellamy Blake, as Clarke well knows, is that he’s incapable of not caring for things smaller and more defenseless than he is. Not when he could help instead. She knew this when he moved in with her. She knew it from the first time he gave drunk Raven a piggyback the whole way home.
What she didn’t know was how it would affect her life once he becomes her roommate.
It starts innocently enough, with Bellamy hanging a bird feeder on the balcony after he finds a nest built into a crevice there.
“How much research did you do last night?” Clarke asks, amusedly interrupting his verbal pros-and-cons rundown of different models at Home Depot. She’d come along in part because she thinks it’s funny, how worried he is about these birds who can ostensibly take care of themselves.
(She’d also come along because it’s really cute, but that’s neither here nor there.)
“I may have looked at a few comparison charts online,” he admits, smiling sheepishly. “I don’t want to spend good money on something that isn’t going to work the way I want it to.”
“I didn’t know there was a wrong way a bird feeder could work.”
“Hence the research.”
She shakes her head fondly and taps the smallest option. “Just get this one. We’re looking to feed one family, not the whole forest.”
He stares for another moment, then nods and starts putting the rest of the boxes back on the shelf.
“How come you’re never this decisive when we’re picking a restaurant for dinner?”
Pee-I-Pee-I-Pool! Contrary to popular belief public swimming pools contain almost no amount of human waste in them. However, animal waste from insects and overhead birds make up a whopping five percent of the contents of the average pool, making it slightly more hygienic than the average glass of tap water.
me, wearing a cute outfit with a nice hairstyle and makeup:
dorm is deserted, I see no-one
me, in sweatpants, having just had a four hour exam, with oily unbrushed hair and pimples:
everyone in the university is on my floor, can't go to the bathroom without running into 30 really hot guys, all the girls dressed up perfectly to go out, everyone looks at me
Warnings: SMUT, alcohol, unprotected sex (remember kiddos, wrap it before you tap it), gross bar & grill bathrooms (pretend this one isn’t gross)
Word Count: 1,301
A/N: Aye I’m back with some Kyle Spencer smut (yes please excuse how ?? it is, all of my smut is like wow?) Surprisingly, I haven’t gotten any smut requests for him, but I needed this in my life, so I wrote it. And quickly, let me fucking share this with you. Like c’mere Eddy, I’ll ride your pony. Just hit me up. Also, the fact didn’t proofread this and it was written at 3:45am might lead to things being a little off.
But seriously, no glove no love. Special circumstances only.
Pic is by my friend who doesn’t have Tumblr.
Yeah I’m pretty sure this is the toilet that’s now closed off in the bathroom. Idk why people are so gross with the bathrooms like people have to go when they have to go jeez.
Anyways, here’s what has happened during my time using the bathrooms:
-found the mcdonalds in the toilet with my friend
-found a HUGE PAD (like overnight super size) on the floor. It wasn’t in the original wrapping, it was just there. It didn’t look like it was used but there was no way I was picking it up because what if it was used…
-there was water on the floor (probably from the toilet) that got on my shorts. That was disgusting.
-the sinks aren’t good in most bathrooms. They usually spray too fast and in small amounts so they feel like needles and other times they are don’t spray enough. Also, the ones without hand dryers tend to not have enough paper towels to make it through the day.
-don’t even get me started on the soap. The bathroom in the fine arts building runs out really fast for some reason and I HATE IT because I need clean hands to play violin or else I just feel gross and sloppy.
-also there’s a freshman girl smoking weed in the fine arts building bathroom. I only know that much because my sister knows her (one of the cellos in her orchestra class). I only discovered this because I’m in the class after her and I did not have a good time when I used them (my asthma got all worked up and I did not work my best that class that day). My teacher locked the door so no one else used it.
-I also think there was something written on the mirrors once in something gross (not sure) but I’m convinced that was a dream. I’m hoping it was just a dream.
I have no idea if the boys bathrooms are better or worse but one time I looked in the boys fine arts bathrooms and the lighting is just as sucky as the girls except it smelled like cologne.