i forget what this is called

witch memes

•salt
•uhh i’m a witch and i blended *insert herbs* and now my cat knows the f word
•i?? shoved a *insert crystal* up my ass why am i not blessed yet?
•casting circles in,, weird shapes
•smoke cleansing with sage and getting your house searched because it smells like weed
•spirits causing very very minor inconviniences
•forgetting to close the loopholes in a spell so that you technically got what you asked for but it was the Wrong Thing
•my familar is that rock over there he loves me
•s a l t
•tarot cards calling you the fuck out
•*thing that isn’t directly connected to witchcraft but is enjoyed by many witches* is witchcraft culture
•my name is dementia darkn'ess…
•hellenic polytheism to the MAX
•did i mention salt
•salt

anonymous asked:

can you make a fic rec of some of your fav fics? any kind and any length? thank you x

7 Up

Chapters: 5/5
Words: 51973

Very loosely based on the British TV show “The Up Series” and somewhat inspired by the song “Something I Need” by Onerepublic, we follow the lives of Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson in an interview setting every seven years. They fall apart and come together, their lives and emotions recorded. Harry calls it a time capsule. Louis calls it a pain in the arse.

Where Your Heart Is

Chapters: 13/13

Words:  154141 

Louis is ready for his brand new adventure. So what if he suffers from a genetic condition that prevents him from being touched? College is going to be awesome. It has to. Karma kind of owes him right now. Forget about his overprotective mother, or Liam– his entirely too chipper step brother– or his mess of a roommate. Forget about the gloves he has to wear at all times. He’s here to expand his knowledge, write and drown himself in books – No matter how distracting ‘Hallway Boy’ may be– The obnoxious, flirty frat wannabe determined to become the bane of Louis’ existence.

Or, a college AU set in San Francisco where two lost boys who seemingly have nothing in common find inspiration, each other, and themselves in the process.

Elysian

Chapters: 17/17
Words: 81886    

“What could be it, Niall?” Harry asks gently with a sigh. He slouches down further into his chair, crossing his arms lazily across his chest. He is bored. He has been bored for five years straight, but even more so now that his one interest has shut himself out entirely. Harry had not even heard from Louis, not since last night, not since he had gotten on his nerves so much that he was torn between knocking him out and smiling in surrender to the slight awe he felt. Louis is opinionated like no one he’s ever seen, but his voice is honeyed; high-pitched and indignant. Harry is nothing short of entranced.

Or, Harry is running out of time to fall in love, but with Louis, it seems as if there’s all the time in the world.

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It’s 3:04 am.
And I’m still thinking about you.
I honestly don’t know what this is.
Did I do something terrible to the universe?
Is that why I’m poisoned?
Is that why I can’t forget?
Is that why pain is constant?
Your freckles, your hair, your eyes.
I’ve memorized them.
I’ve loved you for years.
So much so that my heart almost doesn’t feel the pain anymore.
You loved her.
She didn’t love you.
Your heart was on fire.
Her’s wasn’t.
Weeks passed, and you’ve started to smile more often.
You laugh at my stupid jokes as if they were funny.
You call my name far more than you used to?
Am I being used?
Did you see my throbbing heart and decide to grab it?
Is it just so she can see?
Why is your smile so handsome?
Why can’t it be ugly?
I wish you were ugly.
More specifically, I wish your soul was ugly.
Maybe then, I could move on.
But so far nothing’s worked.
I can’t get your laugh out of my head.
I remember every word you say.
I’ve tried to erase my memory with happiness.
But how can I do that if it’s with you?
You’re so bright
And not just with intelligence.
Why can’t people love each other?
The way I love you.
—  I wrote this at 3 this morning, and I’m in desperate need of advice.
This is real. Has anyone else gone through something like this?
Is this love? Or is it revenge?

I Do Not Ask The Night For Explanations

Trying to make sense of how this…

morphed into this…

You know something I realized when looking through the transcripts? 

How Su introduces her family to Korra et all:

  • Those are my two youngest, Wei and Wing. They’re playing a game called Power Disc. They invented it all on their own… I’m so proud of those two.
  • Huan, I’d like you to meet the Avatar and her friends. And your Aunt Lin. 
  •  And this is my daughter, Opal.
  • That was my brilliant architect of a husband, Baatar, and our oldest son. He engineers all my husband’s projects. 

Gee, Su, forget something? LIKE YOUR KID’S NAME?

This family. What a train wreck. I love them so.

anonymous asked:

Okay I totally forget what the fic was called cause I read it awhile ago and it wasn't finished at the time so idk if it is finished now, but Chanyeol was like popular and Baekhyun was kind of emo and Baek broke up with D.O so Yeol asked him out and they were in high school and it kind of got complicated cause I think D.O still liked Baek and was kind of low key trying to break Yeol and Baek up or kind of just getting in the way of them?? Idk I didn't get that far in it BUT THANKS IN ADVANCE💙!!

Heyyy! Is this Like Night and Day? Yes? Yes? Is this it? :D 

- Admin Rose

kit haron shines on the cover of his first, huge magazine article. the magazine will be hitting stands on june 1, 2017. the singer, songwriter opens up about inspirations, and struggles that influenced so much of his music. haron also shares secrets and habits that helped him get through difficult times. don’t forget to pre-order ‘pt. 0′, which will be released later on this year!!

La chronicles: flipped out edition.

*stomps into the house*

*stomps into the kitchen*

*notices everyone is sharing at me.*

Me: ummmm…. did I forget a family meeting or a dinner or something?
A: nope…
Me: ooookkkaaay?????
X: This is an intervention.
Me: omg.
Mini2: yeah an intervention.
Me: *glares* you corrupted the kids?

X: told you . She wound tight this week, she gonna blow.
Me: I am not
A: are too. You already yelled at your agent.
Me: I did not.
X: I believe you called her a stuck up privileged heifer……..and you might have called my sister a skank.
Me: I did not.
L: *raised eyebrows*
Me: What? I didn’t I called his sister a hoe.

L: Yeah see you are never mean….
A: notice she didn’t deny anything else or correct anything else.

X: anyway the point is *insert* rescheduled some things and you got a 5 day mini cation.
Me: huh?
L: relax, read, do nuffin…..

Me: *looks sheepish* ohhhh… well I guess I can work on..
X: nothing. No non profits either.

Mini1: I don’t know.. I kinda like bitch mom. She hysterical. I mean it’s what I imagine Minnie mouse would sound like pissed off.
Me: I disown you..

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😂😂 I honestly didn’t realize I have been going 65+++ hours a week since April 15th once you add filming shooting and auditions. More if you add networking and parties. Yeah. Holy crap.

So mini cation. It is. 🤗🤗🤗

Reylo is fine.

Rian Johnson said there will be no romance that is central to the storyline in The Last Jedi – that doesn’t mean there won’t be one at all, and in fact we know a central romance was the plan from the get-go*. Johnson went on to specify the absence of a Han and Leia dynamic, and how there would be no relationship like that.

Reylo is fine. 👍

The Vanity Fair writer name dropped two very popular ships, St//rmpilot, and of course Reylo, when quoting Johnson above. Most people are reading this to mean that these ships specifically won’t happen, when NO WHERE is that said. Period. Reading comprehension is fun!

[Note: St//rmpilot WAS actually debunked by John Boyega and Kathleen Kennedy/Lucasfilm, but Reylo has NEVER been discounted… quite the opposite].

Reylo is fine. 👍

JJ Abrams has said a central romance* was “no doubt” in the works since the beginning, and it has existed before Finn was created. Unlike Jedi Killer [Kylo Ren] and Kira [Rey] who both have been CENTRAL figures since conception. 

[Note: F//nnrey was debunked before conception and again a few years later by John Boyega].

Reylo is fine. 👍

The Databank and canon sources [novelizations and commentary] provide irrefutable statements that Rey and Kylo Ren share a mysterious connection, that their destinies are intertwined, that Kylo feels compassion for Rey, that she senses his vulnerabilities, and the hints at redemption keep coming … all of these facets exist to make their relationship THE MOST OPEN TO POSSIBILITIES, and nothing that was revealed in the VF article hinders their potential. They will continue to have “a very interesting relationship moving forward.”

REYLO IS FINE. 👍 👍 👍

Even can’t do laundry normally and Isak can’t make tea for shit. They’re both messy boys that have The Chair™ where all their clothes are thrown on. They have a wide screen TV to play FIFA on and Isak has an IPhone 7 but both don’t have a kettle and I bet some other basic stuff. They don’t make their bed. They put memes on their walls. They buy a pack of 10 white T-shirts and just both wear them always. Isak doesn’t find his pants? He wears Even’s, which are far too long for him. They aren’t organized at all and can’t remember where they put their stuff. When the other forgets to do something, the other doesn’t yell and just basically says well okayyy whatever while smiling fondly. They both grin like idiots when the other calls as if their crush called to invite them to a movie date. They both say I love you before they end the call. They both don’t know what a goodbye peck is. Only what a slow passionate parting kiss is. The boys are in love and living together. They are a realistic happy healthy couple and no I’m not crying.

One maladaptive coping mechanism that turns very toxic when you’re not defending against abuse is to read any uncomfortable situation as a deliberate personal attack, and sometimes extrapolate one incident into a whole pattern of malicious intent.

Examples:

  • “Hey, I have a headache, could you please lower your voice a little?”
    - “FINE I guess I just won’t say anything at all!”

  • “Hey thanks for inviting me, but I’m not feeling well, so I’m sorry but I can’t make it. Maybe (x day) instead?”
    - “Sorry for asking! I guess I’m just too needy for you!”

  • (Someone forgets to call you back.)
    - “Yeah I don’t think we’re friends anymore, she acts like she hates me.”

  • “Hey, what you just said about me was literally not true. Why did you say that?”
    - “Right, I’m just a piece of shit who should never talk at all I guess!”

  • "I don’t really feel like sex tonight.”
    - “Sorry I’m so repulsive to you!”

  • “You really hurt my feelings. Why did you do that?”
    - ”Go ahead and just break up with me, I know you’ve been wanting to.”

This kind of response escalates an interaction from a two-way conversation about a specific problem into a fight about your own self-worth. Instead of reponding to what’s actually happening or interrogating whether an attack was intended, this response immediately changes the conversation into a defensive argument where the only relevant question is if you’re an okay person that people care about.

Like I get feeling this kind of reaction, I get having a knee-jerk response of fear and shame and self-loathing. Sometimes when you’re feeling vulnerable it is very, very difficult not to read super far into anything negative. Sometimes it just reflects off all your internal fears and amplifies inside of you until a polite “no” feels like everyone you’ve ever liked is telling you they hate you.

But it is possible, with some work, to separate your feelings from your actual knowledge of the situation. It’s possible to feel one thing in your heart and still recognize with your mind that the reality is different. You can learn to notice the difference between someone actually attacking you and something just feeling like an attack because you’re extra vulnerable.

You can also learn not to react based solely on your feelings. You can learn to take another person’s actual words and actions into account and respond based on what you think - not just feel - their intent actually was. That work is as necessary as it is difficult.  

People need to be able to tell you things that aren’t overwhelmingly positive without you making them feel guilty for saying anything and treating their concerns as an attack.

Otherwise, you wind up in a position where they can’t be honest with you. They can’t say no to you, can’t tell you when something you do hurts or scares them, can’t point out worrying things as friends do to take care of each other, can’t bring up their own needs without the conversation devolving into comforting you again.

This habit interacts especially badly with the way many other trauma survivors are terrified of upsetting anyone – when your reaction to them bringing up problems or saying no is consistently disproportionate, they may find it easier to just do what you want even against their own will.

It is possible to deal with those awful feelings and get the comfort you need without resorting to lashing out when you feel bad. It’s okay to be honest about the fact your emotions don’t always line up with reality so people know what you’re going through. It’s okay to just ask for the emotional support you need or for confirmation that they mean what they say.

You may even find that when you make a continuous effort not to treat these uncomfortable experiences as crises, they deescalate and you wind up feeling more secure each time.

Look, this coping mechanism, like many forms of manipulation, is a useful survival tool in the context of an abusive relationship where you really are being attacked insidiously, and where you can’t just ask for comfort and expect to get it. But if you are no longer in that kind of situation, it’s time to reevaluate the usefulness/danger ratio and figure out what other strategies might be better for you and the people you love.

“Prom was invented just to make girls starve so they can fit in a dress and compete over a stupid title.”

“Uh –” Derek blinks, eyes his sister dubiously, “I’m not a girl?”

Cora huffs. “Whatever.”

In the kitchen Laura bursts out laughing. “Don’t worry.” She yells. “Cora is just jealous she will have to wait five years to go to her own prom.”

“I’m not going!” Cora yells back. “Prom is stupid, I don’t even know why you’re going,” she tells Derek, “it’s not like you know how to have fun.”

Derek raises an eyebrow while Laura just laughs harder. “Oh my god.” Their older sister says. “I stay away for six months and Cora turns into a sassy queen.” She walks into the living room, pretends to wipe at her eyes. “I’m so proud.”

“You two are ridiculous.” Derek says, turning around. “And I’m just going because Erica promised to pay me. With ice cream.” Then he gives Cora a wicked smile. “That I’m not going to share with either of you.”

“You are the worst brother!” Cora yells as he begins to climb the stairs. “And I hope you fall on your ass while trying to dance!”

“Can’t hear you!” Derek’s cell begins to ring. “Too busy getting ready to prom!”

Laura lets out a high-pitched laughter. “I love you two so much.”

Derek shakes his head fondly, closes his bedroom door behind himself just as Cora tells Laura to shut up. “Hey.” He answers the phone, collapsing on his bed. “What’s up?”

“Yo,” Stiles answers, “whatcha doing?”

“Listening to my sisters fight.” He says, snorting when he hears his dad start complaining about all the yelling and ‘no, Cora, I’m not letting you go to prom, you’re thirteen!’. “I’m gonna have to check the trunk of my car tomorrow night.”

Stiles laughs. “She’s not that good.”

“If you keep teaching her, she will be.” Derek blurts out, curses himself mentally when he realizes it came out harsher than he intended.

It’s just – sometimes he can’t help it. He’s known Stiles since they were four, Cora wasn’t even born then, but one day she turned eleven and Stiles became her new favorite person. Stiles couldn’t find it funnier and took Cora as his little apprentice. He even taught her how to cheat on Mario Kart.

He’s never taught Derek that.

Derek rolls his eyes, thinks about his little sister still downstairs pouting and trying to convince their dad that she’s old enough to go out. He shouldn’t be jealous of her, but the thing is – he grew up with two sisters, he knows how to share toys and food, but he doesn’t know how to share Stiles.

Because Stiles is his.

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It’s a [Tinder] Date! (Part 2/3)

Summary: Thinking he needs to find a date, Natasha signs Steve up to Tinder. In Queens, Peter Parker does the same to you. It’s a match!

Word Count: 1,314

A/N: I really love how this is turning out :) Enjoy it, guys!

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Originally posted by imaginingbucky


Impossible. It was impossible. There was no way. This really wasn’t Captain America. The person behind the screen was not Steve Rogers. There wasn’t. And so, you voiced it.

“It’s not him.”

Peter scoffed, nudging your side. “You don’t know that.”

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I’m forgetting what your voice sounds like.
I wish you’d call me,
So I can remember how soothing it was.

I’m forgetting what your touch feels like.
I wish you’d caress me,
So I can remember how calming it was.

I’m forgetting what your body smells like.
I wish you’d hug me,
So I can remember how fragrant it was.

I’m forgetting what your smile looks like.
I wish you’d see me,
So I can remember how beautiful it was.

I’m forgetting what your lips taste like.
I wish you’d kiss me,
So I can remember how sweet it was.

I’m forgetting what it was like to be loved by you.
I wish you would come back to me,
So I can remember how it feels to be happy again.

—  I Wish I Could Forget You
Levi Ackerman: The Abuse Claim

Alright, so here I am with another long ass meta post. Only this time, this one is directed solely at the legend, Levi Ackerman himself. Yet again, I am seeing the “Levi is Abusive” mumbo jumbo and I have spent my two years in this fandom quiet about my opinions on this for the most part because I do not enjoy drama. However, after this last batch of Discourse™ that I have seen, I have been pushed beyond my ability to bite my tongue. 

This is Part One to a two part meta, and this is me basically trying to shine light on Levi’s actions a bit and why he behaves the way he does. In no way do I try to justify all of the shit he carries out so don’t think this is just a fangirl squeal post. I’m simply trying to better explain his character for the people who seem to think he is some kind of rage beast who beats kids for fun in his spare time. 

I will be putting this under a Read More because it is extremely long and also contains spoilers. I’d also like to state that this would be best read from a computer or the mobile website as it contains a metric fuckton of manga panels used for reference (seriously use any other means outside of the mobile app to read this because the app will butcher this post and cut out a majority of the images). If you are sitting down to read this, please make sure you are comfy, cozy, and drinking a nice warm beverage. Now then, 

DISCLAIMER: This is my personal opinion. In no way am I stating what I say here is completely accurate. if you disagree with my opinion, good for you! That’s your prerogative. However, If you are going to send me messages trying to argue points of view with me or send me hate messages because my opinion differs from your own; do us both a favor and just don’t even bother. WARNING: Major spoilers ahead.

First and foremost, this is the scene I see brought up the absolute most so I’d like to go ahead and address it first:

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