What if another “humans are weird” thing is talking to ourselves. Like… it makes no sense? But so many of us do it. Even just muttering under our breaths. I can’t help but think that some alien species would think we’re trying to hide another aspect of our (already weird) abilities.
They can ‘throw’ stuff, and bond with nearly anything, and now they’re talking to people who aren’t even there?!? Sure, they said they were just “talking to themself” but that’s obviously just a bad excuse. They do have thoughts after all.
(Feel free to add to this, it always makes posts 38200× better)
As many of you know, one service I offer on this blog are energy readings. I have gotten a lot of inquiries on how I do these readings, so I would like to inform you on my methods as well give you tips on how to do them yourself. Please note that I am not an expert nor do I have the final say on how to do energy readings properly, this is just my experience.
The way I understand energy is as the force that inhabits everything at one point or another. Everything has an energy signature, down to the smallest grain of sand. However, the energy of living things is a bit different. There have been many names given to this energy but it is most often known as one’s life force. The hardest part of an energy reading is picking up on one’s particular energy among the trillions of energy sources swirling around at any given moment, but I will tell you how I do this.
How to Read Someone’s Energy
My method for reading energy is going to be different from everyone else’s. Your method for reading energy will be different from everyone else’s. Everyone has their own techniques for reading energy, but here are a few of mine.
Sit in a comfortable location with at least part of you pressed firmly against the ground.
If you are reading for someone irl, have them sit near you. Physical contact often helps if both of you are comfortable with that.
If you are reading for someone not physically present, it can help to have a piece of them “sit” in front of you. I ask for names and blog urls when I do my readings so that I have an energy signature to focus on but you really can use anything or nothing at all, whatever helps you get a lock on the other person’s energy.
Sit in front of the person or blog and close your eyes. A bit of meditation before you try to tap into their energy is a good idea.
Feel the energy of the earth under you and feel out this individual’s energy as it appears, a piece of the earth just like you.
Grab onto this energy. Snatch it from the earth just briefly. Images, smells, tastes, sounds, colors, and feelings should come to you as you feel their energy. Keep a mental note of what you experience and write it down once you return.
What you have experienced while feeling someone’s energy is their energy reading. It may be a bit of a jumbled mess, but that’s okay. Everyone’s energy is different but there may also be some overlap, which is also okay.
You can give someone their energy reading in many forms. I give mine as a paragraph with everything I saw, yours may be only a line or two. Everyone experiences different things when reading energy and having shorter readings isn’t a bad thing. You may even pick up on more or less energy from each individual. Its totally okay if some readings are long and others very short.
So…. What if your energy reading doesn’t resonate with me, like, at all?
There could be a great number of reasons your reading went screwy. As I said before, energy can neither be created nor destroyed, it simply changes shape. This being said, it could be a number of factors.
I am picking up not on your energy, but the energy of someone very close to you. If you have been in contact with them recently, pieces of your energy sometimes clings to them.
It could also be that I am reading into the energy of one of your past lives, something you won’t necessarily resonate with or remember.
It could also be that the reading was accurate but maybe some part of it was hard to hear, or some repressed memory. This is not the fault of the reader, in the long run it is up to the client to interpret the reading.
It could also be external factors in my own life clouding my ability to pick up on your energy. My cat knocks over a vase in another room and not thinking I write that in as your energy because I was so lost in the moment.
It could also be you’re my last in a long line of energy readings and I am exhausted and hurriedly trying to get through your reading without paying attention to detail.
It could be any number of things, all acting upon one another. Keep an open mind.
Whatever the reason for your energy reading not being accurate, it is best to just be polite and move on. No good will come of harassing a reader, especially if they are offering a free service.
I just did an energy reading and I’m exhausted!
Yup, that’s a real thing and totally normal. Energy readings can be draining, especially for beginners, as you expend some of your energy when you tap into the earth and go out in search of other energies. This is especially draining at first if you have not yet learned how to shield your energy when searching in the energy field and subsequently some of it may be leeched out. Here are some self care tips to help you regenerate faster.
Time yourself. I like to light a stick of incense before I start my readings. Once it is completely burned out, I stop no matter what I’m doing and go drink some water and just do something I enjoy for 30 minutes or so before returning to readings.
Eat or drink something sugary or high in carbohydrates while you read to return energy lost. I like to munch on sweet cherries while I read.
Learn to shield yourself from energy drain. I imagine my energy dressed in a suit of impenetrable armor before I search out someone’s energy. Your shield can come in any manor of form, find one that feels right to you and keeps the pesky energy leech out.
Take little breaks in between readings, even just a minute or two to catch your breath.
Use crystals to return your energy. I like to take some moon-charged amethyst and hold it in my palm during breaks, feeling its energy flow into me.
Practice self care. Shower, change your clothes, put on some lotion or makeup… Anything like that will help replenish energy.
Take a nap! I have a bad habit of doing energy readings as soon as I wake up and then I’m dead for the rest of the day. Napping helps immensely.
Know your limits. You probably won’t be able to do 20 energy readings your first day. Pacing is so important.
If you are doing energy readings online, be prepared to use the block button. Some people are going to be rude, but that is their problem not yours.
Have fun! If energy readings become stressful take a break. If someone is waiting on you for their energy reading, they will understand if it comes a little late. If not, fuck ‘em. You don’t owe anything to people who don’t care about your well being as a reader.
There are a great many things you can do to recharge after an energy reading, but these are just a few of my favorites. Everyone is different, and respecting that is key.
Remember actually enjoying yourself is key. Good luck with your energy readings!
i wish i’d known sooner a lot of things. like you have no control over anyone’s actions or body except your own, and sometimes not even then. like if it’s not your secret to tell, it’s your secret to keep. like when your word is good people turn to you for truth. like lying is addictive. like compromise and peace are cousins, not twins. like never sign something without reading the full agreement and never sign anything you feel pressured not to read. like listen before you disagree. like taking a deep breath can save relationships.
i messed up so many times i stopped being able to count them. for a long time i thought that meant i was also a bad person; full of failure, full of times i’ve hurt others, sometimes even on purpose.
it took me a long time to realize that what makes a bad person is never admitting you did something wrong. i’ve messed up a lot. but i don’t defend myself against that. i apologize, learn from it, apply it to my personality. learn that sometimes being right isn’t the same thing as the right thing to do. learn that sometimes it’s okay not to be the most loved person in the room. it’s hard for me because i forget, like all people do.
but i think about the people who never learn. who choose time and time again to ignore what happens and instead continue in their pattern, regardless of what happens. that can never be wrong, that refuse to believe it. my mother used to say accidents happen, mistakes happen sometimes, and a choice you can mark your calendar by.
you aren’t your mistakes. you’re the way you apologize, you’re how you admit you’ve been wrong, you’re how you move forwards. sometimes we can’t admit to ourselves we aren’t perfect. it’s a hard thing to be human. but expect less of who you are.
i’ve been thinking about you a lot recently. but it’s the kind of thinking that comes with heartache. you effect me so bad but you don’t even know it.
usually my feelings for you come in little waves but now i’m drowning. i’m drowning in this idea that maybe you like me too. or that maybe we’d end up together. or that one day you’d save me and i’d be able to breathe again.
The Paladins Reacting To You Getting Hurt In Battle Would Include..
I DO NOT OWN THE GIF
PROMPT?: hello! i friggin love your blog. do you think you could do a would include for the voltron paladins, how they would react to you getting hurt in battle/captured?? sorry if it’s a bad explanation, i haven’t really requested for much ahah. thank you so much!
A/N: An option for allura lovers! yay! And hell yeh i added dad Coran. Also this is my first one in this format so be kind? and these all surround the same kind of injury!
WARNINGS: gender neutral!! pain mention?? cursing
SHIRO: When he hears your body hit the alien dirt, Shiro loses all patience. He orders all the other paladins to start kicking ass and runs to your noodle body. Although he knows it’s probably bad, he would start cradling your neck and wrap his other available arm around your midsection and nervously smile down at you. He would laugh and brush away any dirt or stray hairs. And once you got back to the castle, he would attend to your every need, even the smallest pillow fluff. Lots of “Shiro, I can walk-” “Nope, crutches.” and “Shiro, I’m breathing. You can go to bed.” but he would stay there anyway. He would keep you from fighting for at least a week. And lots of nose kisses once he feels your ‘frail and fragile’ body could handle it.
PIDGE: Once you’re taken out of battle, Pidge’s fighting power like.. triples. She finishes it for you. She will make sure that whatever hurts you, pays for it. Most of the paladins get out of the way once the news gets over the com that you’re hurt. And once she’s pulled away from kicking the enemy and berating it, she runs endless medical tests on you. Space CAT Scans and going into the castle healing pods for at least three hours a day until even the pod rejects you. She will hang out with you and make you soup and bring you water if you even look the least bit dehydrated. She will block off a good portion of the lounge so Lance and Keith have to sit on the last three feet of the couch. No one says anything. They’re afraid.
Requests: (1) Could you do a Draco imagine that consists of Cedric Diggory, Draco getting jealous, feels, conflict, and a load of jealousy?;
(2) Could you do an imagine where Draco and the reader are best friends and lowkey in love with each other but refuse to admit it, and progressively Draco starts making, erm, suggestive, comments to the reader and there’s just lots of sexual tension and eventually they get together?
⇢ A Draco x Reader work featuring a very jealous and steamy Draco.
Draco took a sip from his goblet, peering over the rim as you walked into The Great Hall with a handsome Hufflepuff by your side. Not that it bothered him, of course. In fact, Draco would say he hardly even noticed.
“You alright, mate?”
“Just fine. Why do you ask?”
Zabini shrugged. “Your nose has been inside your goblet for some time now. Trying to drown yourself, Malfoy?”
“Of course not.” Draco lowered the goblet from his face, never once taking his eyes off you. You were still talking to that boy.
Blaise followed Draco’s gaze and smirked. “Tell me, Draco, where’s that best friend of yours? She usually would have dropped by for her daily chat by now.” He watched as Draco’s jaw clenched ever so slightly. “Oh– I see her. She’s preoccupied by that Hufflepuff. Diggory, is it?”
“I don’t know. And I couldn’t care less, really.”
“Didn’t you two agree to attend the Yule Ball together?” A look of mock realization dawned on Zabini’s face. “Oh, that’s right. You two agreed to go only as friends. And now she’s chatting up the Triwizard Champion while you’re here dateless.”
“Appears so.” Draco remained impassive. “But at least I have an excuse for not bringing a date. Can you say the same?”
Zabini sobered as he took in Draco’s expressionless tone. Zabini may have been a tosser, but he knew when to stop. “You really like her, don’t you?”
Draco heaved a sigh, rubbing his temple and finally turning to face Blaise. “Is it obvious?”
“Only to someone with a brain.” Blaise paused. “Which explains why Y/N hasn’t caught on yet.”
Summary: It’s like every single Alpha on the planet won’t rest until they’ve confessed their eternal wish for you to mother their children, and it’s getting old. Luckily, that’s a problem Bucky might be able to fix.
When you were in the army, you decided that you would never, ever chose an Alpha as a mate. You were surrounded by the worst kind day in day out - and, sure, when you moved companies nobody knew you were an omega thanks to the suppressants, but that just meant they felt like they could say all their shitty opinions about omegas in front of you as if you wouldn’t be offended.
In your opinion, 99% of Alphas were pigs and had zero respect for you no matter how successful you were, or how many suppressants you took. The past few weeks, however, have made you seriously reconsider that percentile.
smut, little bit of fluff, teasing, dom!Lucifer, sub!Lucifer
Thank you @curlyxtomato for your request!
has to help the Winchesters but there is some awkwardness when Y/N realises
that he is an old hook up of hers. Leads to some passionate sex and a lot of
teasing and self-denial.
working with you, not because we want to, but because we have to.” Dean sighed.
currently sitting beside an agitated Sam who was trying his best not to look
over the table at none other than Lucifer himself.
to see you guys too.” Lucifer grinned. You scoffed. Immediately his head spun
round to see you, now trying to sink into your seat subtly. “Oh I know you love
having me around Y/N. You find me irresistible.”
He almost sneered at you.
Request: Can I
request a Jeff imagine me where he’s been asking you out for a while now and
you always turn him down? So one day you hear him talking to clay about how
it’s actually starting to hurt him a bit cuz what’s wrong wit him? And his jock
buddies give him shit and tease him about which upsets him so you shock all of
them by going up and kissing him which leads to a hot makeout and ask him on a
I smiled looking at myself through the rearview
mirror. I loved when my mom had the day off, that meant I could get the car to
school, save me the monotonous and disgusting bus rides. It isn’t as if my
mother went out to have fun, her days off from work, she is doing yoga in front
of the TV, it wasn’t too much that the “coach” was too attractive. I
shivered and concentrated on the road, until that point I was already entering
the Liberty High parking lot. The disadvantage of bringing the car is that I mistrusted
and was late, something that wouldn’t happen if I were traveling in the yellow
device. Now finding a parking lot would be a challenge.
After a full turn, I finally find a decent
place, not so far but not so close to the door, perfect. Before maneuvering to
enter that space, a car closed the way and got into MY place. I stepped on the
brakes and glared at the bold. I knew
the car perfectly. Instead of staying there, I found another place to two cars
away, from that to stay grumbling. Yes, I was too lucky.
“Are you serious, Atkins?” I raised
my voice after getting out of the car and hanging my backpack over my shoulder.
Jeff was walking toward me with a big smile and
fiddling with the keys of his carriage. Asshole.
“This becomes a danger zone every morning, Y/L, you would know if you brought your car every day”
I started to walk with him to my side. We were
in the same course, connected in our first year, we were good friends, maybe I
could even consider him my best friend, it’s not like I had many in high
school. Most were either useless sportsmen, or just people who weren’t worth
it. He was taking me with a few,
especially since Jeff was very close to them, almost entering his social
circle. They were not bad guys, but somewhat immature for my taste. Sometimes
they made me laugh.
“So I heard that this new movie will be on
Saturday … Let’s go together?”
Yeah, we were good friends though Jeff was
determined to change that. My friend was attractive, too much to admit, but my
mind was somewhere else to focus on a boyfriend. In addition, our friendly
relationship worked perfectly, we sometimes studied together, I was going to
see him at his baseball games, and I even stayed after school with him and Clay
for his tutorials. I could come and go as often as i wanted and he did that
too. We were perfectly fine, why did we need a label? What if “being
dating” didn’t work? All those years of friendship would go away. Just to
think about my last months in this institute without the company of my best
friend, to be avoiding it by the corridors and to meet us in uncomfortable
looks, left me the sensation to be without air. No, I wouldn’t let him lose it
for a silly etiquette.
“How on a date?” I remembered that I
hadn’t answered him.
I turned to look at him and he smiled in
embarrassment. Jeff Atkins was never embarrassed. He was the most honest and
funny guy on the whole site. If I didn’t know Clay Jensen, I would sign with
blood that Jeff was the only one. Everyone else behaved more like idiots.
“Yes?” His answer sounded more like a
question. Well, he left the decision to me again.
I sighed and settled the backpack as a reflex
“You did a good swing, Atkins, but I’m
sorry to say you got a strike”
He raised his eyebrows and I smiled, wanting to
erase the rejection I had given him. It hadn’t been the first, but sometimes I
felt like the bad in this relationship. Our “dates” were reduced to
exits between friends, and that was because I was in charge of enlisting Sheri
with us and him, usually Clay. At one time, we invited Hannah, but lately she
was walking in her own world, feeling the tension only to approach her. Too
bad, it turned out to be a really fun girl.
I increased my pace. We didn’t have to stay
together in the hall, our first period was different, while he was killing
himself in history, I had to endure the headache of algebra. I also needed help
but no one threatened to get me out of a team simply because I didn’t belong to
any. That was how it was.
“Are you serious?” The good thing
about my best friend is that he took rejections with grace. “You are very
rude to me, Y/N!”
“I see you at rest!” I shouted at him
in response and unconsciously stepped up. I never let him see guilt in me after
an Olympic rejection.
At lunchtime, we took our usual table; Clay
kept his eyes on his task that ignored our mini meal fight between Jeff and me.
He made me eat one of his fries, but they were too greasy for my liking. Thanks
to that, we didn’t go unnoticed, neither by his companions as for the rest of
the school. Suddenly, I noticed how his teammates were passing by and said
things to Jeff that I couldn’t grasp, used as keys that I didn’t understand. I
looked at Jeff who looked down for a few seconds before turning to see me and
smiling as if nothing.
“What was that?”
“It’s nothing.” He grabbed his
backpack and stood up. “See you after school, Jensen?”
For the first time, Clay looked up and nodded.
Jeff said goodbye to both of us and left in the opposite direction to his
companions, I frowned even confused; it was incredible how my friend’s mood
changed in a few seconds. I bit my lip and pushed aside my tray of food, strangely
I was without appetite.
“What’s wrong with Jeff?” I asked. Clay
knew him as well as I did.
The boy shrugged and looked in the direction
where our friend had disappeared. I said goodbye to Clay, especially since I
had just seen Hannah Baker enter the cafeteria. Jeff and I had a plan, before
we graduated, we had to get these two to have something. They were too shy to
approach the one and the other that we decided to intervene, rather I joined
the cause, because it was a kind of deal between the two men. However, it was
difficult, I was going to take care of Hannah, but she was very distant, I
couldn’t approach. I sighed and left the cafeteria. I’d waste my time in the
I doubted if it would be a good idea to
interfere with the tutoring hours of my friends, I don’t know what was
different now, if I always did, but my best friend’s behavior was too strange
after the cafeteria. It made me panic to approach him. Among my doubts, I ended
up in the school library, if I wandered around maybe in the end would encourage
me to approach your table. I ended up on one of the closest shelves, Jeff and
Clay seemed to be talking about something that didn’t look like tutorials since
neither of them looked at their respective books. I went a little closer,
covering my face with a book chosen at random. I pretended to read it.
“Jeff Atkins, asking me for advice on
relationships?” I listened to Clay with humor. “The deal was supposed
to be that you would help me with it, not the other way around.” I lowered
the book a little to notice my best friend with his eyes on Pencil playing
between his fingers. I went back to cover “I was paying my salary in the
Cresmont that you would never go through this”
I bit my lip, afraid to know now what they were
talking about, or rather … of whom. I repressed the book down again.
“I don’t know what else to do, dude.”
Jeff’s voice broke my heart, but why? “She’s not like the other girls I’ve
dated, it’s a challenge, but not that kind of challenge.” I started to
consider whether it was a good idea to stay or not to listen, but my feet were
“Don’t stop trying” Clay encouraged.
“I don’t do it. I invite her to go out and
it is always the same result: No. “I fear that someday she will get tired and
send me to the devil”
My blood ran cold. They had not yet pronounced
my name but knew perfectly well that they were talking about me. My hands began
“I don’t think so. You two make a good
team. It’s hard to see a Jeff without Y/N, or a Y/N without a Jeff” I
glanced over and watched my friend smile. I did too. It was true; we could
complement us in an incredible way.
I watched Jeff’s profile, again thinking away
from his friendship, made me feel short of breath. I couldn’t imagine my life
without having met him; he managed to understand me, my problems, my follies
and occasionally my pessimism. The random memory hit me on a Saturday that
taught me to hit, I could feel his body on my back and his arms around mine,
even his hands on mine to help me hold the bat well. It had felt good, I didn’t
have the imperative need to get away like when Bryce Walker tried to get too
close to me. That guy gave me a very bad spine. Instead, with Jeff, I sometimes
needed to have him close to feel that I breathe well, that everything is going
its natural course. There was no Y/N Y/L without a Jeff Atkins, it couldn’t, and
there was no consistency. It was like going against nature. My heart sped up
and I hid my face again between the pages.
“Clay. What is wrong with me?” I had
a gasp, only a few verbal rejects, at no time I distanced myself from him,
after my negatives we were as normal as ever. Nothing had changed. I had the
need to jump and give him a zap, Nothing
was wrong with you, Atkins, you’re amazing, the best guy I’ve ever met! But
I stood still with the lump in my throat.
“Nothing, dude. Let’s go back to your
history essay, you need to distract your mind”
I listened as he agreed to the idea and I moved
from shelf to the place where they didn’t see me. I put my hand to my chest and
inhaled deep breaths. Why did i feel like crying? Maybe because Jeff didn’t
notice the way I did, what could be wrong with him? He was a committed boy,
especially now that his position in the team depended on his qualifications,
attentive, pleasant, he isn’t of those who believed in rumors … and above
all, he was an excellent friend of Clay and mine. How could there be anything
wrong with that? Why cann’t you see yourself
as I see you? I bit my lip.
“I saw you” Jessica came out of
nowhere and gave me the shock of my life. She started laughing “Spying on
people’s conversations? That’s too much for you”
I rolled my eyes.
"I guess I couldn’t help it,” I
“I heard them, too. I’ve never seen Jeff
that way; he always has a smile on his face."I nodded to the cheerleader’s
words. Suddenly, she started to laugh "Don’t you realize, Y/N?” I
looked at her strangely “He’s in love with you! The whole institute knows
this, obviously everyone, except you”
“We are good friends”
“So? That doesn’t take away the feelings,
the question here is, Are you in love with him? ”
I was silent, I opened my mouth to answer her
but I couldn’t, Why couldn’t I? I should deny it, but why didn’t i? Jessica
“Do I confess something?” I waited
quietly. “The way you look at Jeff, is the same way I look at Justin.
Think about it. "She winked at me before leaving.
If my best friend’s words had left me frozen,
Jessica’s words hit me. I looked over my shoulder toward the boys’ table, was I
in love with my best friend? As I would know, I had never fallen in love with
anyone in my life.
I ran as if my life depended on it to the
baseball field, simply because my friend’s fool had forgotten his bat in the
car and I as a good person i was, and because I knew the combination of his
locker to get the keys, I did him the favor. Anyway, at home I was expecting
some of those Mom’s smooth naturist, I wasn’t very excited to return soon.
Before giving me sight in front of the team, I heard the boys howling and
booing. I stopped and looked out, Jeff was in front of them, pretending to have
difficulty raising the zipper of his sweatshirt. As I perceived quickly, they
were making fun of him.
"Give it up at once, Atkins.” One of
them said. I frowned. “You’re losing your good reputation for just one
Not again, please. I pressed the bat in my hands.
“Let go and pass her, I assure you that I
get an appointment with her long before you,” another of his classmates
boasted. I was getting angry.
How could it be that they messed with him for
some nonsense? I was nothing special, why did they all talk as if I were some
sort of trophy? I looked at Jeff, he was still focused on his feigned task, but
the gesture on his lips told me that he was having a bad time, so I got sick,
it couldn’t be that my fear of losing him by spoiling everything with a label,
So much harm to him. My eyes filled with tears, but I didn’t cry, instead, I
smiled and walked resolutely towards them.
“Eh!” Shouted one of them with joy.
I didn’t look at any of them, my eyes were on
my best friend’s, wanting to pretend he was more than okay. I didn’t stop until
I felt my lips against his. I dropped the bat to our side and wrapped my
fingers in his hair pulling him closer to me. His response, in the first place,
was that his mouth was sealed by surprise, when he caught what was happening,
he joined the same rhythm as me, bringing his hands to my waist. I didn’t part
until the shouts of joy of his companions became present.
“Damn!” I recognized the voice of the
one who at the beginning bet that I would go out with him.
I looked into Jeff’s eyes and smiled broadly. This
kiss, which at first wanted to taste something, simply felt good. I began to
feel that I was complete, even though I thought I had been before.
“I thought better, why wait until Saturday?
Let’s have a date now.” My best friend’s eyes shone, I felt an extreme
happiness inside, not for him, for me. “Oh, better, did you tell me that
your parents are not going to be home all day? How about a bit of Netflix and
His friends laughed, he too, but a little more
“Come on.” He took my hand firmly.
“Boys” I gave a single glance at
their companions, they began to cheer and push, like vile apes.
I laughed and looked back. When we lost sight
of the team, Jeff stopped and looked at me even in shock.
“You were serious?”
“About the kiss or Netflix and
chill?” I couldn’t stop smiling.
“Both of them”
“Now I know that I’m sure of the
kiss” I bit my lip “Of the other, of course I was serious, a little
more seriously in the chill part”
Jeff’s smile was the biggest i had ever seen.
My heart skipped a beat.
I guess it’s because you saw me as something soft and calm when I was coughing up blood and reciting suicide notes in my sleep, I thought you were something more than temporary when that was all you were
Because you pick flowers and put them in water while I crush them inbetween journal pages
I guess it’s because you were always humming and I always needed something to fill the silence, now all I fall asleep to is the faucet dripping because I realized nothing can fill this room like your voice
I guess it’s because you tasted better than
Newport Cigarettes while I was the coffee that made your hands shake
Because we were two poets in love with the idea of making eachother’s pain sound beautiful, that we forgot that the pain was just pain
I guess it’s because I loved so fast and so hard that I forgot to check if you were still in the passenger’s seat, and you forgot to wear the seatbelt
I guess it’s because I have to hold my breath around you because your scent is home and I am homesick for a place that burned down a long time ago
Because I still keep your love letters in my jean pockets to remind me that someone loved me at one point, even if you forgot
I guess it’s because I haven’t been able to smile at another boy without comparing them to your eyes or your smile or the way you made me feel safe when things got bad again
You were the first place I ever visited that made me want to come back and the first body I’ve ever fit so well with, now I’m just a puzzle piece mixed in with a different picture
You painted me into sunsets and rose fields and loved me so much I began to think maybe I didn’t have to hate myself forever
Because seasons change and feelings weather away and disappear somewhere inbetween crowded hallways and stale glances
I guess it’s because I can’t hold your hands so I dig mine so deep into my pockets my fingertips start to ache
Because we almost made it, we almost had it, almost almost almost
Maybe it’s because you are everything nice in the world while I am just smoke and white pills
Because I cut off my hair so maybe the hurt would go away and pretended I was not as lonely as I still am
I guess it’s because we realized the hurt was not pretty but I was willing to stay while you were halfway to another city
Because even though I was not your soul mate, you were mine and I will always love you more than I hate you, and I hate that
-R.J//Homesick for a Place That Never Existed// (via @boypoetic )
-Request: can you do a bts reaction to them seeing you in sexy lingeries?-
Thanks for requesting!
Jin had bought you lingerie a couple of days ago, and he was completely desperate to see you wear it. So, as a surprise, you decided to put it on for him when he came back home from dance practice.
When he came back home, his jaw dropped open slightly, staring at you in complete awe as you sat on the edge of the bed.
“Baby, you’re so stunning. God, I’m so lucky.”
“Mm, Kitten.. You really are perfect.” Yoongi spoke in a deep, sultry voice. His voice alone was just enough to turn you on. “Did you buy this.. for me?” He asked, his eyes gazing upon the attire you were wearing.
You nodded, feeling your cheeks go red under his gaze.
Yoongi looked up at you, noticing the blush that had crept onto your cheeks. “Ah, you’re never usually this shy. You have nothing to worry about, you look gorgeous, baby girl.”
Namjoon marvelled the sight of you laying down on his bed, wearing nothing but black lingerie. He licked his lips, wanting to just fuck you right there and then, but today was going to be different. He wanted to try hold himself back and take his time with you, treating you like the princess you were.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby..” “Hm, you’re all mine.”
Hoseok’s lips curled into a smirk, finding it extremely hard to tear his eyes away from your body. He loved how you looked underneath him, especially with the red lingerie you were wearing. As you were about to remove your lingerie, he stopped you from continuing. You, confused, looked up at him with a questioning look.
“No, baby, don’t take it off. You look too fucking good.”
“Fuck, baby..” Taehyung was completely mesmerized by you, letting his hands rest on the curves of your hips. He sighed lovingly at the sight of you. “You look so good, Princess.. too bad this is coming off soon.” Taehyung deeply chuckled, already starting to remove your attire.
“Jagi, how do you manage to look so fucking beautiful?” Jimin asked, trying his hardest to resist the temptation of tearing off your lingerie. “God, baby, I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me.”
“Hm, when did you buy this?” Jungkook asked as he crawled on top of your body.
“Y-yesterday..” You stuttered as his lips pressed against the sensitive skin on your neck. You let out a shaky breath, only craving Jungkook even more.
“You look gorgeous, Princess. Shit, I could cum just by looking at you.”
He slammed on the breaks, his hand slamming across her chest to keep her from smashing forward
This is Marcos, that’s Leo. Don’t trust anybody else in this place, and if you need something from outside, ask them.
Turn your body when you punch, gives it more power.
My apartment isn’t a storage facility, y’know…
His idea of helping is to give you a passport and plane ticket, and tell you to stop bothering him
You think so little of yourself
I don’t do secrets if they don’t benefit me anyway
“What…? Are you going to jump?” “That’s the plan.”
That’s the most sexual handshake I’ve ever seen
You better watch that hand, boy.
“It’s her own fault that she didn’t do anything of herself!” “No, it’s not her fault!”
You have no idea how much you put her back.
“I’m thinking of taking my old job back…” “Robbing people?” “What? No, man…”
God, she’s gonna murder Chloe if she opens her mouth one more time to say something stupid
I don’t care what you did, you understand? It’s not my business in anyway.
Have you worked a day in your life?
“No… Oh my God, tell me you didn’t…” “He won’t report it. The man has more warrants than I have family left.”
Get a haircut you little monster.
“Where you going?” “I have work. Meet me in library at 2?”
“Are you gonna drink the whole bottle?” “Lost the cork, what else I’m supposed to do?”
I had to threaten to kill over half of them for them to come here, but hey, nobody needs to know that
“I’m sorry.” “No need to be, sweetheart. Are you still cold?”
Their leader didn’t give much change to mistakes
“Why do you say it like your pain doesn’t matter?” “Because at end of the day, somebody has suffered more than me.”
“Are you drunk?” “Hardly ever.”
“Why’s Marcus walking like that?” “He tried to do a cannonball to inch of snow.”
I don’t know why I’m eating, I’m not even hungry
Are you supposed to bring a present to a funeral?
“How did you started working for Harry?” “I ran over him and he offered me a job. Easy.”
Can you blow the candles next time you leave the room?
Why does your voice sound like gravel?
Would such a man pistol whip an eleven-year-old?
You’re not even supposed to drink caffeine.
Were you gonna stab me with a spoon?!
This is wicked magic. It’ll bite your ass faster than you can ever imagine
Is putting me behind bars not enough? You had chain me to a wall too?
Keep him screaming, Nik. I want someone to call the cops
The one time I need it to rain in Portland it doesn’t
I wish to speak with you, my darling.
“You’re gonna die alone!” “Everybody dies alone, you fool”
why’s the woman yelling outside
“Is this legal evidence?” “You and I have different meaning of legal, counselor”
Did you manage to punch him before he got arrested?
Let’s pretend we didn’t just break about sixteen laws in five seconds
Any change that you can
Oh shit, he’s a big fella, call Emma. I don’t wanna fight him.
You want your kid back? Better confess to murder of that little girl or soon your son goes to fight a big men’s war in Uganda
“Why are you sleeping on the back of the ambulance?” “Didn’t find any other place.”
“What did you give to him?” “A illegal horse tranquilizer from China. Knocks you out in five minutes. I don’t know how he’s even standing anymore.”
Hey fucker, my porch lights are not on! Fuck off!
You managed to find a only gun store that doesn’t have Chicago’s 78 hour wait?
“It’s not that easy” “Well it’s not that complicated either”
I just inhaled chocolate cake. This is the best way to die
I have to wear two sports bras to even think about exercising
Where do you think I do at 2am? Taco bell, bitch
I may not know your name but this won’t be your dying day
The lady of modern day Edinburg pierced the knife through her heart and hoped the spell had worked
That stupid grin on his face is almost enough of a reason to hit him
“I read the police report, you know.” “Then you know what happened. So why are you bothering to talk to me?”
Why aren’t they finding anything?
God why the hell I’m so hungry? I haven’t done anything…
“She has about four hours of air left.” “Who do you know?”
“Why’s she’s screaming?” “Some kind of ritual. I think she’s a witch.”
I got a headache for acting like I actually cared about his options
“Why are you on my couch?” “I’m trying to come up with a plan to get your brother out of the trouble with Chinese mafia.” “Oh… Well you’re welcome to stay if you like.”
I’ll call him. Let’s hope that he’s still in Barranquilla… And not in a ditch with cocaine blocking his nose.
“He’s still looking for you.” “What does that mean? Are you in trouble?”
“There’s dinner in the freezer.” “Ice cream is not dinner. But thanks.”
Yes, I will break it, don’t let me touch it
What was I supposed to think, you left giggling out of the room!
I didn’t think I could fuck up so badly. I’m honestly quite amazed of myself.
Don’t make the lie more complicated.
“She had enough evidence to put him to jail for the rest of his life.” “Why didn’t she?” “I think part of her still believed in family that time.”
I don’t wanna start begging, but I swear to God I will.
How long have you waited to do that?
Happy’s missing three teeth, Kevin has had his face purple for the past two weeks, and Rigg probably has lost half of his intelligence just hanging out with you guys!
You can stop avoiding me, alright? I know what happened, so call me.
I don’t know what your father taught you, but mine taught me how to take a beating.
“You just let her walk out of the front door?!” “We didn’t know it was her!” “How the hell you didn’t know that! Her face is plastered all over the news!”
“God, I don’t want to talk to you right now” “Well you have to. Does your shoulder hurt?”
”What the hell happened?! I though you promised not to lay a hand on him, no matter what he does!” ”Oh shut up. He started waving a knife around, I just made sure he didn’t poke his eye out.”
I don’t know how she’s even moving after that.
Don’t let me slam her face in, because I swear to God I will do it if she keeps talking
“You want my jacket?” “This smells like weed, dude.” “It’s not my jacket so don’t blame me.”
“Is this stolen?” “You want to see a receipt?”
“What… Why are you checking your pulse?” “I just wanna make sure that I’m still alive.”
I thought this was supposed to be one of those easy jobs!
Don’t make it obvious that you’re an asshole, put your shirt on.
You put on hell of a fight, I hope you know that.
Do I get a list of rules when I go there or do I just have to be on my good side?
They don’t look so happy… You think we should apologize?
I don’t think you should eat something that has been in your apartment as long as that has.
“Show me,” he whispered, starting to pull down the zipper of her hoodie. “It’s just a bruise…” She tried to push his hand away, but she was backed against the corner and the painkillers had stopped working, so even breathing was painful.
You’re still replying my texts so it can’t be that bad
“You’ve never been a man with few words.” “I only need few perfect words.” “And what are those?” “Marry me.”
Looks like you’ve started finally to listen to me.
I can feel the hair on my ass standing up
I know all your dirty tricks… I know every step before you even take them . He’s my brother. I’ll always take his side before anybody else’s.
When you decide to come in, there’s pepperoni pizza in the oven
He seems to like avoiding you.
It doesn’t matter how hurt she is, she’ll try to get up and fight. It’s her nature.
I would have come to the wedding but the nurses threated to tie me down to the bed if I even try to rip off the tubes and stuff… but you know, congratulations.
“Now you’re just being mean.” “I think the word you’re supposed to use is… a tease.”
Are we just going ignore that the maniac just drank the whole bottle?
She definitely has the balls to do it, no question about it
I got concussion from a door. I ended up at ER, explaining that the door viciously slammed against my face, sounds great doesn’t it
“How did you get mom here?” “I gave her two hundred bucks to stay the whole thing.” “What?!”
If she starts to poke my chest again, I’ll walk out and leave you there to be tortured
She grew up on lies. Either it was from her mother’s mouth or from the man who she always thought was her father.
“Who long have we known each other?” “About fifteen years. Give or take. But that doesn’t mean I trust you.”
Can you pull my shoulder back in?
He’s going to kill you. He’s so going to kill for doing that to her.
You used to be so much better at lying.
Stay down! Don’t get up!
“Do you believe in love with first sight?” “I don’t believe in love.”
She had warned him and after he started pounding on Jon the third time, she didn’t think twice for making him bleed.
Touch my brother and I’ll make sure that you won’t be able to move you hands an inch afterwards
I know my limits. I know how much pain I can take before I pass out or can’t move. I know my body.
“Nice underwear,” he pointed out with a smirk, expecting Alex to start pulling her shirt to cover herself, but she surprised him by pulling the top over her head. “Oh wow.”
Are you asking for a permission? Because if so… I might just give you one.
“People might just start to think you’re obsessed with me.” “Are expectin’ me to deny it?” “I might just have to start calling you my stalker then…”
Prove me wrong then! Prove me that I can trust you, that you won’t fuck me over the second I drop my guard!
“Can you stop sleeping in my bathtub?” “Why? Is so much better than the bed you made me sleep.”
Do I need to tell you everything I love about you?
Are you a predator or the prey?
My mom found your bra in my freezer, why the fuck?
I don’t remember if I ate today so… wanna go grab Thai or something?
I told it was faster this way.
I’m not great at driving when someone is trying to kill me!
I’m gonna borrow your suitcase, mate! Your clothes are under the bed if you need them!
This is not a taco. This is just disgusting.
He pointed at me with a tattooed finger. “I’ll call you.” And then he was gone.
“I thought you’d never drop down your guard.” “Consider yourself special.”
You’re younger than me and you’re rocking in your rocking chair like old man
“I don’t want fancy dinners or restaurants!” “Great, I’ll take you to the fanciest bar I’ve ever been in.”
What was I supposed to do, huh? He punched me first, Bret!
You’ll break your neck eventually by doing that
You were literally falling while you were sleeping
You used to have a longer hair than me, Phil!
You look surprisingly angry while chewing gum
We’re going to try push them back a bit, get Ricky to the truck!
I think I might just kidnap you if you don’t get next week off.
Fucking pew pew motherfucker
My temper tends to land me in trouble more than often.
You wanna know why she did it?
She thought that maybe her nightmares would stop.
You need to tell him. He deserves to know.
“Brock? Where the hell are you going?” “Who the fuck does he think he is?!
I learned at very young age that being quiet kept you alive
I’m not that good with people who only disrespect me, I’m sure you understand.
Of course I’m scared
Her body was covered in mostly small scars and burns. The price of stupidity, her nana said. She didn’t care that much, the biggest burns on her back were mostly covered by tattoos, just like the whip scars on her abdomen and upper back.
They should never put the crazy ones in the same room
One thing he would never do was to stay down when somebody said so
The look in his eyes was something raw and too familiar. She saw herself in him, and she hated that more than anything.
They had been lucky that cops hadn’t looked in the back alley when they came to break up the bar fight. They would have had an easy arrest, the four who had started the whole fight inside were slumped in line against the brick wall of the next building.
Kneeling before her were the men that didn’t believe in Gods. Her army.
Just because his back is turned doesn’t mean he can’t hear you.
This world is filled with more terrifying things than death
You are meaningless. We all are. It’s our to change that.
Don’t rely on happy endings
It has been rumored for weeks.
She’s a veteran in this business, she knows how to play.
You’ve a have a gimmick of being a lost cause.
I’d appreciate if you apologized in person
Men starts wars, women end them. That’s just a fact.
Every damn time I talk to you, I’m more convinced that you’re an actual alien
You are just hurting yourself by doing that.
Didn’t you two had enough already!?
“She refused the help of the medics -” “And you just let her?!” “I didn’t think she could slip out, she couldn’t even walk by herself!”
She hoisted her brother to his feet again, “You need to stop picking fights with them.”
Goddammit, don’t just leave him laying there!
So… this is how she spends her Fridays. Collecting debts for a mob. Nice.
She decided that throwing a toaster at me was the best defense
I mean she slapped him hard enough to break skin
Keith! Stop shooting people in the living room!
“What if I press the big red button? Will I start a war?” “That’d flush the toilet.”
Don’t get him all fired up. I’m gonna be the one who has to calm him down afterwards
You have two jobs in this family. To watch that Iain doesn’t do anything that lands him back to prison and that Shawn doesn’t disappear again.
How did we ended up like this? Two against an army of thousands
“Are you a coward?” “I’m a survivor.”
Why are drinking milk out of my shot glasses?
“Why is my boyfriend covered in blood?” “Why are you not asking him?” “Because he’s a lying asshole.”
He cracked his gloved knuckles before knocking on her door
God… stop with the undying love bullshit. Maybe there is some sort of love but nothing lost forever.
“Do you even remember his name?” “I know it started with M, I think.”
“I know you ain’t listening anything,” Johnny sat in front of her, tugging her other earbud off.
With cigarette clenched between her lips, she wiped the coffee off her fingers to her ripped jeans
“I don’t take no for answer, so…?” “That makes you sound like an asshole, you know that right?”
He couldn’t help but to look at her through the mirror, she was trying her best to wipe off the eyeliner and mascara smeared on her face, she was a mess. But this woman was his mess.
I don’t think it’s wise to look directly to their eyes
Let’s play a game of stupid and a moron
She laid on the hot concrete, blood dripping down her cheeks. Her temper had gotten her into a fight, was that a surprise in anyway?
How far are you willing to go to convince that you’re alright?
I don’t have a bra on, please don’t make me run.
Can you stop smiling when people hurt you? It makes you look like a crazy maniac
Allan lifted Sam with ease up to the table, tangling his fingers in her hair. “You are more stupid than I thought,” he whispered, running both of his hands through her hair.
They watched the man carefully, like he was a time bomb ready to explode
Wake up, kid. I need you to wake up, I can’t carry you if you don’t.
She picked up a man twice her side. That’s power
Didn’t anybody teach you not to taunt a trained MMA fighter
“Your father wouldn’t want this.” “He probably doesn’t wanna be death either, so does it really it matter what he would have wanted from me?”
“Are you lying?” “Through my teeth.”
You wanna do this here or do we go somewhere were your friends can’t see me murder you?
I’m not sure why you seemingly needed to share your weaknesses to me, but God… You made a huge mistake.
I’m sure that this will backfire on me, but let’s pretend that we don’t know that already
How the hell are you so pale? You live in Florida!
I don’t think they should be here. They just manage to get into trouble.
God that sounded better when I was rehearsing it.
She wanted to forget the shit of a life she had
Would it be such an immensely horrible thing if I just accidentally hit him?
Past is supposed to stay in the past, especially her past.
Just keep him angry. Please do that to me, I want to see him finally explode.
“Pendejo!” Rosa shouted, slamming her hand flat against the table. “You have some serious problems!”
Right information is very important in this line of work, son.
“Fuuuck! We’re so damn late from his bullshit party!” “Oh shut up, we are only fashionable late.”
Put your seat belt on. No? I ain’t driving anywhere before you do.
Why the fuck did you bring your kid? I’m not babysitting!
I think my hair is dying
“Where are you?” “South of Houston, why?” “John left me to fucking Taco Bell, I need a ride.”
My ass has feelings!
If I found drugs on your brother’s room, can I keep it?
Who the fuck put soy in my coffee?!
That is the most uncomfortable thing I’ve ever seen.
“I’ve have a vivid imagination.” He purred in her ear. “Then you can survive few more days…” she whispered back, pushing him away.
Shit, she’s quicker than I thought…
Cut her loose, her hands are turning gray
You keep avoiding the subject. It a simple question, and I just need an answer.
Ricky had lost his legs in Iraq, but still every time the national anthem came on, he propped himself up a inch or two.
I know you have a high tolerance of pain, but this is ridiculous!
That woman is as crazy as they come.
He hadn’t expected for Mia to lunge forward, every intention to break Seth’s arms. Joe managed to step between them before her fist would bash against the younger man’s face, he had to pick her up from the ground as she almost hit him to face. V
“You can’t handle me,” she purred, her fingers sliding to inside his jacket pocket, with intentions to grab his wallet. Hank was only smiling, grabbing her by the wrist, “Maybe I don’t want to.”
Vinny had told many lies in his life, and only about two out of every fifteen had some truth in them.
She hadn’t even realized she was angry before Tyler wrapped his hand around her lower back, leaning down to ask if she was alright.
Is he old enough to play paintball? Or maybe laser tag?
Alan watched as she wiped the sweat off her face, eyeshadow and eyeliner wiping down to her cheeks. “You enjoy staring at me?”
I don’t think I did anything wrong
He hadn’t seen her smile in the two weeks he had been here, but now that she did, it was one of the prettiest things that he had seen.
Wes had curled himself in the smallest ball that the 6 feet 5 man could
“You’re naked.” “Good eye, darling.”
He looked great in the tailored Dolce and Gabbana suit, shame that he would have to die in it
Sometimes the worst decisions lead to best outcomes
”What counts as medical emergency?” “Your whole body is a medical emergency!”
What were you expecting? She’s a kleptomaniac
You can cut off her arms and legs, but she won’t stop.
She had found a perfect place between the top of the lockers and the ceiling, it was great place to sleep.
I think we might just be alright..
She might just be your worst nightmare
Sascha gave a grimacing smile before clearing his throat. “We will consider your offer.”
She circled her hand over the small back of the eight-month old, whose face had turned bright shade of red from endless crying. “Kiddo…”
“Were you trying to break his back?” “To be honest I was trying to get him off my ass.”
Sid plucked the cigarette from Colby’s lips, dropping it to the half-full wineglass. “Keep taunting me…” she leaned down to whisper in his ear from behind, “And I’ll make sure that your tongue is cut off.”
Bastian lived on the edge. Quite literally. He lived in rusty van on edge of a cliff, maybe hoping that someday the car would drop to the rocks and he would be inside
Thank God for waterproof makeup….
This is for everybody who never supported me. Because I didn’t need you in the end.
She didn’t want to cry. It wasn’t any more about not wanting show weakness or pride. She just didn’t want to be sad anymore
Summary: After a month of being broke at college, you finally find a place to stay, but the only con is that there is nine other people you have to share a house with - one in particular who makes it his mission to irritate you at every turn - but they’re hiding something from you. Something big. (1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7) Scenario: Werewolf!AU, college!AU, series Word Count: 3,887
I will build you a fucking shrine if you write peter coming out as a bi to tony and tony being like, "hell yeah me too"!!!!!! (I'll probably cry happy tears too)
Okay. Deep breath in. Deep breath out.
He could do this. He could do this. It was all going to be fine. He could do this.
Fuck. How the hell was anyone supposed to do this?
He checked his watch for the fifteenth time that minute. Tony was currently 12 seconds late. But he was always late, so this was fine. It didn’t mean anything. He was just caught up again. Which was normal.
Unless he’s found out and now hates me and is going to take the suit away and yell at me and never speak to me ever ever again-
“God, Peter, pull yourself together,” he muttered to himself, running a hand through his hair and then clasping it into a fist in his lap. It was all going to be okay. It was. He just needed to keep breathing.
Fuck. Why was he even here? Why had he called Tony in the first place? Take an hour of your day please, Mr Stark, I need to tell you something that I’ve only just found out myself and is probably something you don’t care about at all anyway-
This was stupid. He should have just waited until it could come up in casual conversation, not….whatever this was. Pulling Tony out of his busy day in order to tell him this stupid thing was…well, it was stupid!
God, his hands were shaking.
What if Tony reacted badly? What if he got angry? What if…
what if he never wanted anything to do with Peter again?
It happened. He knew it happened. He’d heard all the horror stories. Kids, kicked out of homes by parents who had loved them unconditionally before. Put on the streets because they loved the wrong people.
Not that Tony would ever do that. Peter was scared, but he wasn’t stupid. For starters, Peter didn’t even live with Tony anyway. Well. He hung out with Tony in his workshop after school more often than not, and occasionally slept there if Aunt May was doing the nightshift, but it wasn’t like he couldn’t deal without it. He’d been fine before Tony came along.
But that wouldn’t even happen. He was making this out to be bigger than it was. Tony was cool. Tony would be fine. And even if he didn’t like it, he knew that New York still needed Peter on side, so he probably wouldn’t take the suit back, or kick him out.
Suddenly, there was a four-beat knock on the door, and Peter practically flew off the couch in his living room from the surprise.
do you ever feel so sick to your stomach because you just need someone to hold you so bad like you just need to be in the arms of someone who cares about you feeling their body pressed against yours feeling the weight of their breaths against your body just to know youre safe in their arms and everythings okay even if just for a little while