i have a feeling this will not be a good experience

I sucked my teachers dick

I’m 26f and when I was in high school I had a teacher that really turned me on every time I saw him. He was my wood shop class teacher and also was the head coach to the football team. He was black and buff and would always wear sweat pants the kind that you could see his dick print thru and omg was he hung. So I decided to start teasing him a lil by always wearing low cut shirts to school under my sweater and when I would go into his class I would take off my sweater( I had double d titties at that time already lol) and bend over in front of his desk or ask him for a hug so he could look down my shirt. So on a certain day I knew he was gunna have lunch in his room and I went to his room at lunch asking him if I had left one of my books to start bs conversation. I was already feeling horny cause I knew I wanted to to something with him, I kept on fixing my bra on purpose making my tits jiggle for him. I was asking him how much me benched since he was so buff and I asked him if I could feel his muscle on his arms, then I asked him if he worked out his abs he said yes, I asked him if I could see and feel them. He stood up and I noticed his dick print so I touched his abs feeling amazed I looked him dead in his eyes, as I’m looking at him I slowly moved my hand down his abs too his dick. He hesitated a little bit but I told him this would be our little secret I wasn’t gunna tell anybody. So I pushed him on his chair I pulled my shirt down and had my tits out, I got on my knees pulled his pants down and he had the biggest black dick I had ever seen. I started sucking on his big fat dick like there was no tomorrow, he also had some big balls and I was sucking on them while I stroked his hard dick. He didn’t wanna cum and make a mess but I told him it’s okay cum in my mouth I will swallow it. I knew he loved that I told him that cuz he then filled up my mouth with so much thick cum that I could barely swallow it. His dick was so good omg, best experience of my life❤️

Class Is In

The best part of the day, if El had to pick, was lunch time - well, the best part of the school day, anyway, which technically ended at 3:00.

Lunch was the best part not because they could sit down and eat… and not entirely because it was the time of day they got to take a brief break from their school work… but because it was the one time during the whole day that all of them were together… at one table, with an extra chair pulled up and squeezed in tight, bumping elbows and screaming at each other even though they were separated by mere inches.

“The party has reunited,” Dustin would sometimes say, dramatically, as if prepared to narrate the grand adventure of sitting at a single table with their backpacks piled up in the center. But, it was a lot more than just ‘lunch time’, and it was a lot more than a break to split up the day.

For 30 minutes, they were themselves, without fear or restraint or the need to pretend. It also meant El could see them in a light she rarely was able to before that point in time. She saw them happy – sincerely happy and not just glistening with a brief moment of joy that interfered with the dread of monsters and bad men.

El would smile and chuckle, listening to the five of them banter and occasionally get playfully violent. She was usually quiet - not because she wasn’t invested, quite the contrary, in fact. She just liked to watch and listen, and didn’t have the same experiences to input. They talked about movies they had seen, their experiences in video games, endeavors over the weekend, and, especially…

…what went on during class.

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Love Drunk - T.H.

Summary: Tom looking after you after having a liiiiiiitle too much to drink would be quite the sight to see.

Word count: 1.6k

“You’re alright love, you’re alright. I gotcha” Tom said to you as his am snaked around your hip, holding you upright as his other hand jiggled the keys in the lock of the door. Your arm slung over his shoulder as you swayed back and forth. 

His arm twisted at an awkward angle to swing the door open, nudging it with his foot as his other hand came down to help hold you upright. He felt your weight lean heavily on his side as your legs began to give out from under you, dragging almost uselessly under you now as Tom carried you into the room. 

He closed the door behind you and quickly leant down, looping one arm under your legs and the other behind you back as he picked you up and held you in his arms. The sudden motion was enough to make you even more dizzy. 

“Thnks *hiccup* baaaaaabbee” you slur. 

Tom juggles you in his hands, swinging a leg behind him to kick the door shut and nudging the lock over with his elbow. As he held up in his arms, you sat happily, often poking his cheek with your finger or kicking your legs back and forth like a child. 

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Spill Your Guts

A/N: I really wanted to write an LGBT reader so I came up with this little one shot, enjoy! Reader is Bi (or Pan!)

Word Count: 962

Warnings: overall grossness if you’ve ever watched the Spill Your Guts segment on The Late Late Show.

Dedicate this to my bisexual queen and fellow Cara lover @harry-writings 🌈

“…And for the last two, we have bird saliva and bull penis.” You can hear the crowd around you making shocked and disgusted sounds. You cover your mouth with your hands trying to hide the growing smile but also disgusted look that crosses your face. You honestly have no idea how you ended up in this situation.

You were absolutely flabbergasted when your manager told you that James Corden wanted you on the show to help promote your new movie. It would be your first time on the hit talk show and to say you were nervous, would be an understatement.

It’d be fun, they said. It’s a great marketing experience, they said.

But now here you were, staring down at the lazy Susan that was littered with products that would make even the strongest stomach queasy.

The first question was given to James. You were relatively a new and up and coming actress and didn’t really have anything to hide or be embarrassed about but you’re stomach still flipped with nerves at what he might ask.

“Alright…let’s start off with…” James turned the table around trying to land on the most disgusting thing. If you were being honest with yourself, there wasn’t anything on the table you would ever want to eat or drink before answering a personal question.

“Ah yes, a salmon smoothie. My personal favorite.” You couldn’t help the way your face contorted as you looked at the chunky smoothie that radiated an overwhelming scent into your nostrils. You laugh along with James as you just shake your head and wait for his question.

“You have been connected to both Harry Styles and Cara Delevingne.” James pauses his reading as he looks up to see you reaction. You can feel your cheeks starting to heat up as the crowd woos around you.

You had met Cara while filming the movie you were currently promoting and things had sort of moved pretty quickly between the two of you. You weren’t expecting the media frenzy that came along with dating one of the world’s most beautiful woman. It was a fast romance that had ended along with filming. Luckily, there were no bad feelings between the two of you and promoting the film together had not been awkward at all, no matter how much interviewers try to choke you both up.

You placed your hands on the table and leaned forward as you waited for him to continue.

“So my question is…Who is better in bed?” You try to stop your eyes from widening because you know the camera is trying to get the best close up of your reaction. The crowd’s hollering is almost deafening as you rack your brain for some answer that will get you out of this without saying too much about you ex girlfriend and your current, and still new relationship with Harry.

You look down at the salmon smoothie, which had chunks floating around the top, then back at James who has a smirk on his face that you want so badly to slap off.

“Okay so we’re getting right into this.” You whisper to yourself which causes James and the audience to laugh. ”You know…I actually just became a vegan so…” Your voice gets lost in the sound of the crowds shouting.

“No, no, no, I asked you if this was okay and you said yes!” You mentally slapped your past self, who only thirty minutes ago, agreed to do this segment.

“Well, I don’t—They’re both—I don’t know!” You hid your face in your hands as you stumbled over your words. You didn’t want to reveal too much information about Cara or Harry but you also didn’t want to drink the smoothie. You were still trying to come up with a way out when you’re mouth opened and began spouting out words before you could second guess them.

“I mean, um, they’re both good at—they’re both good at different things and—“ You were caught off guard again by the sound of the crowd screaming.

“Good?! You describe sex with Harry Styles and Cara Delevingne as only good?” You see the producers in the corner of your eyes raising and lowering their hands in an effort to quiet down the crowd.

“No! They’re both great it’s just—I don’t know! Oh my god!” You wish you never opened your mouth because know you were just saying things you would regret.

“Answer the question or drink the smoothie.” James replies smugly.

“Okay, my answer is,” The studio is suddenly eerily quiet. “They are both great in bed but—“ You get cut off again by the sound of the audience.

“But!” You raise your voice to be heard over all the noise. “But, they are both good—amazing, in different areas.”

Again, it takes a few moments for the crowd to settle down. Worry washes over you as you wonder how Harry will react to your revelation about your sex life with him. You knew Cara well enough to know she would think this was all hilarious but you weren’t quite sure how Harry would respond given that he was always such a secretive person, especially when it came to relationships.

“That wasn’t the question, so I’ll have to repeat myself.” James tried to keep a straight face but you could see a smile peeking through. “Who is better in bed?” He repeated.

“Fuck it.” You say as you lift the glass up to your lips, holding your nose so you don’t accidentally inhale the scent.

Laughter fills the room as you fill the chunky content go down your throat. You quickly spit it back up into the bucket next to the table before chugging down a glass of water as the crowd cheers around you.

Thank you for reading! I may do a little snippet of Cara’s and Harry’s reactions so let me know if you’d be interested!


Hitman!Katsuki Katsudeku AU idea based on this post

  • Katsuki is a famous hitman working for a secret agency (kill first, don’t ask questions kind of deal) and whenever he gets hired to kill someone, he has to directly ask the person which one they want to check off in their bucket list, such as traveling to Italy or climbing up Mount Everest, before he kills them. Sometimes he even gets strange requests (“Are you fucking kidding me?? You want to break into someone else’s house because you want to steal their underwear? No wonder someone wants to kill you.” “It’s not for me! It’s for a friend I swear!”) but of course, each job has a deadline.
  • One day, he gets another job and his request was the strangest of them all (“Izuku Midoriya, you get one thing taken off your bucket list before I kill you, what would it be?” “I-I … I want to fall in love!” “… what?”)
  • Katsuki’s deadline is a week at most and he usually finishes the job after 2 to 3 days, if it doesn’t involve traveling to another country. He desperately tries and tries to make Izuku hook up with different types of people, whether it be a guy or a girl. (“Just fucking choose one! Falling in love couldn’t be that hard” “It has to be the right person! I can’t just pick someone at random and hope to fall in love with them at first sight!”) Sad to say, Izuku was a closet romantic.
  • It’s almost near the deadline and Katsuki was furious, how the hell does one person fall in love so easily in a span of less than a week? He never experienced such emotion for another person through all the years he’s been as an on or off hitman and it’s even the primary rule of the agency, finish the job with no strings attached. He suddenly came to a conclusion that could change the way he operates in his career for the first time in his life. (“Look, how about you.. try falling in love with me instead?” “W-what? Who would fall in love with someone who’s going to kill you?” “Fuck, I mean.. you said you want to fall in love right? It’s an experience so at least, in the end, you’ll know how it feels like?” “… Try me.”) When Izuku said that, it sounded like a challenge and Katsuki never backs down from a challenge.
  • Katsuki actually shows a different side of him to Izuku (It’s for the job!) and takes him out on dates based on his knowledge of what it is even though he doesn’t really know what couples do or how does one fall in love?? because he wasn’t really a romantic person unlike Izuku (“Since we’re going out.. can I call you Kacchan?” “What the fuck?” “Please? You can also give me a nickname!” “… If it gets you to fall in love with me quickly, do whatever you want.. Deku.” “D-Deku..?”)
  • Sometimes, it comes to a point where Katsuki gets impatient even though they’ve only been going out for less than a day (“Have you fallen for me yet?” “No! That’s like the third time you asked me that today, and it doesn’t go like that at all Kacchan!” “Tch.”)
  • Date after date, Katsuki almost gave up (almost!) but he doesn’t because that’s not what hitmen with a good record do! Instead, he offers Izuku what he wants to do (“I’ve always wanted to watch the new All Might movie that just came out a week ago.. but it always gets sold out..” “You like All Might?” “Yeah! I think he’s super cool!” “Yeah he really is..”)
  • From that day on, he learned more and more about Izuku and his weird obsession with All Might, who Katsuki actually also looks up to since he was a child, until he realized… Izuku’s actually not so bad? 
  • As few of the days (2 or maybe 3 days) go by, he became painfully aware of Izuku’s presence that he suddenly realizes that he actually looks forward to the next day he takes him out on another date with Izuku’s choosing. He even has an unusual urge to squish Izuku’s freckled cheeks and do other things that he never even thought of doing to the people he was going to kill.
  • Time goes by so fast that it’s already one day left before Izuku’s final day and Katsuki is getting weird feelings for a certain someone (”What the fuck, is it possible to go into a cardiac arrest at this day and age?” “Kacchan, what are you talking about?”) He realizes too soon that he was the one who fell in love with Izuku and not the other way around. 
  • He begins to panic because who would ever like a nerd like Deku? but looking back through the moments he’s spent time with him, he actually cherishes them and decides to make every memory with Izuku last to the point where he’s having second thoughts up until the last day. 
  • It’s the last day (”Deku, have you finally fallen for me yet?” “Kacchan… have you?”)
The Angel Among Us| Chapter 1

Summary:  Virgil was sent down to earth to be the guardian angel of three teenage runaways. He must guide them to safety without revealing his abilities. Otherwise, he would fail his mission, and the ones he was supposed to guide would meet the same fate he did.

Word Count: 1273

Warnings: Death, Mentions of Suicide

Note: I managed to get to a computer! God, I haven’t written a multichaptered thing in so long, I’m so excited.

Virgil was killed in 2004. It was an awful day, one that he would constantly have nightmares about. He spent so long running away before the fateful moment, and it all came to nothing. The ones he was running from caught him and killed him on the spot. Shot through the heart, no chance of survival.

He never used to believe in an afterlife, until he became a part of it. The moment after he died, he opened his eyes. He was in a city, full of bustling people. It was jarring, and Virgil felt himself starting to panic. Calm down Virge. This isn’t real. That’s right, it was just a dream. But still, he died right? What is this place if he’s dead?

A stranger stopped in front of him. Oh no. Virgil hated talking to new people. It also didn’t help that this new person was insanely attractive. The stranger was staring at Virgil. Great, now he looked like a weirdo.

“You look scared. Are you okay?” The stranger stuck out his hand to help Virgil up.

Virgil grabbed the guy’s hand. “Thanks,” he mumbled, “I’m fine.” Virgil forced himself to look at the guy. He looked like a movie star. Dark brown hair, unshaven yet trimmed beard. Yep, definitely attractive. “Um, where are we?”

The guy smiled. “That’s not important.” He paused and seemed to scan Virgil. “You look sick.” Virgil didn’t feel sick, but maybe it was just the shock of waking up in a new place. “I’ll take you back to my place.” Normally, Virgil would refuse, but he just wanted to get out of the streets. So he followed this man, still not knowing what was going on.

Virgil supposed that he was disassociating, because the next thing he knew he was in front of a large mansion. There was a crowd of people in front, hoping to get in. The guy he was following paid no attention to them and walked right up to the front gates with Virgil in tow. He pretended not to hear the whispers of the others. Why did he choose him? I can’t believe this guy gets to be a guardian. Virgil didn’t know what they meant.

The inside of the house felt very stereotypical. A larger foyer with a staircase on either side, leading up to a balcony-like second floor. The guy led him upstairs to an office-like room.

“Take a seat, Virgil.” How does he know my name? “Let me introduce myself. I am God, but I go by Abraham. You are in heaven, and you died.” He paused to let the truth sink in.

I… died? That can’t be true. If I died, how am I experiencing this? Isn’t heaven supposed to be on a bunch of clouds? Why does it look like a city? Oh god, I’m actually talking to God. This can’t be real. It’sjustadreamthiscan’tbereal. Virgil started to breathe faster.

“Woah, woah, calm down. Look at me.” It took Virge a minute to realize that Abraham was trying to calm him down in an actual way. He followed his instructions, and soon enough Abraham could continue talking.

“This is my home. Not many people have been personally invited here from me. The only ones who have had a special task assigned to them.” He took a breath. “I gave them the task of Guardian Angel. It’s given to those who have had an unfair death, to prevent others from dying in the same way.”

“So… you want me?” Virgil couldn’t believe it. All his life he was never wanted for anything good. Now the actual God was sitting in front of him, telling him that his death was horrible, and he was being given a sort of second chance.

“Yes.” Abraham looked through some papers on his desk. “The truth is, Virgil, humans have stopped going by my will. I never intended for them to be so cruel, especially towards each other. I normally give the Guardian Angel task to those who have died from hate crimes. They died too young for an unforgivable reason.”

Virgil remembers learning about hate crimes. They would happen to people of different skin colors, different genders, different sexualities. The list would go on and on. Virgil knew which category he fell into.

“You’ll have to undergo intensive training, but you’ll learn skills that other angels don’t get. You’ll be able to heal, mind read, read emotions, and others. The task I have for you will be extremely challenging, but you’ll be saving lives. Are you up for it?”

Virgil thought about it. Would he be able to do this? He didn’t believe so at first. He wasn’t athletic, and his anxiety disorder got in the way of things. But still, he didn’t want others to face the same fate as him. He wanted to do this. “Yes, I am,” he said with confidence, which shocked him, “I don’t want others to suffer the same fate as me. I want them to be able to live.” Virgil’s voice sounded different to him. It had more conviction. Maybe that was a sign that he was changing.

Abraham smiled. “Good, the last few I chose declined. The Guardians were running low.” He stood up, and Virgil took this as a cue to stand up as well. “I’ll assign you a roommate, and you’ll meet them tomorrow. For now, you can sleep in the guest bedroom here.” He grabbed Virge’s hand and shook it firmly. “Welcome to the team, Virgil Sanders.”


Virgil died 13 years ago. Since then, he gained new powers and confidence. He was ready to go back to earth to protect others. Well, almost.

“You’ll do fine.” His roommate David was sitting on his bed with him. He had panicked about his task, and she was trying to calm him down.

“What if they don’t listen to me?” Virgil had to lead the group to safety, but he wasn’t a good leader. He was too shy to speak up.

“Why wouldn’t they? You have your fake backstory right? They’ll probably listen to you because you have more experience.” David was good at reasoning to calm him down. It usually helped, but Virgil’s brain would not listen today.

“I’m not sure if I can do this.” He had a pit in his stomach, and it was only a week before he has to leave. “Oh god, what if they get hurt, or sick, or worse? I won’t be able to react rationally, David. Why did Abraham pick me for this?” Virgil put his eyes on his knees, trying to stop himself from crying.

“Virge, look at me.” David’s voice was soothing. He picked up his head. She took his hands in hers. “You’ll be fine. I can only speak from my experiences, but it’s so much easier than you think. It’s likely that they’ll be desperate for interaction that they’ll cling to you almost immediately.”

“That’s easy for you to say,” Virgil mumbled, “your client was suicidal.”

David went silent for a moment. “You don’t know what’s up with these kids. They very well might be suicidal too. Just, please,” David looked right into his eyes, “don’t do what I did.”

Virgil could easily feel the tension in the air. David didn’t like to bring up her client. “I’m sorry I brought it up.”

“It’s fine; I know you’re stressed.” She moved to get up. “I mean it when I say this, you’ll be fine. You tend to panic over nothing. You’ll get these kids to safety, Virge.”

Virgil didn’t completely believe her words, but he still had a week to go.

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anonymous asked:

I'm trans and I feel stupid and afraid to call myself a lesbian because I feel like other cis lesbians judge me for it. :/

hey love,
while the unfortunate reality is that the lesbian community (like any other community of primarily cis people) does have an issue with transphobia, that doesnt mean you dont have the right to the lesbian identity. you are as much a lesbian as any cis lesbian is, no matter what transphobes will try to have you believe.
of course, just knowing that doesnt really help with the negative feelings youre having around that. my best advice would be to 1. find other trans lesbians to connect with! get urself a squad of trans lesbians (even if its just online!) who you can feel safe with and who make you feel good about yourself. and 2. do your best to distance yourself from anyone who make you feel like you dont have the right to call urself a lesbian. obviously you cant escape them entirely (as amazing as that would be) but try to avoid places where people are openly transphobic as often as possible (i would say that means unfollow anyone who regularly discourses with terfs or posts anything questionable, even if they are right, because seeing that material doesnt always help, even if the person you follow is defending trans women)
And 3. it might help to remind yourself that you do not exist for cis lesbians. it hurts to face rejection from your own community, but cis women (in your case more specifically cis lesbians) can be incredibly cruel and downright evil to our trans sisters for no reason other than their own transphobia. and although it hurts, you do not need cis lesbians approval to be happy, healthy, and successful as a trans lesbian, very much in the same way lesbians as a whole do not need mens approval to live our lives. it is incredibly unfair that you are your trans sisters will bear the violence and isolation, but it is not because of anything that you have done. you are not at fault, and it is not your problem to fix. remind yourself that it is not you who is responsible, but those who oppress you. and while bitterness probably isnt the best response and i do recommend against it (as a bitter lesbian) it can help to remind yourself that there is nothing wrong with you, that you have done nothing to deserve the treatment you receive, and that it is not your fault.
seeing as i am a cis woman, it would be lovely if any trans lesbians out there would like to share their experiences, coping mechanisms, and outlooks when it comes to this thing to help anon out more!
good luck, dear! 💖❤

I sucked my teachers dick

I’m 26f and when I was in high school I had a teacher that really turned me on every time I saw him. He was my wood shop class teacher and also was the head coach to the football team. He was black and buff and would always wear sweat pants the kind that you could see his dick print thru and omg was he hung. So I decided to start teasing him a lil by always wearing low cut shirts to school under my sweater and when I would go into his class I would take off my sweater( I had double d titties at that time already lol) and bend over in front of his desk or ask him for a hug so he could look down my shirt. So on a certain day I knew he was gunna have lunch in his room and I went to his room at lunch asking him if I had left one of my books to start bs conversation. I was already feeling horny cause I knew I wanted to to something with him, I kept on fixing my bra on purpose making my tits jiggle for him. I was asking him how much me benched since he was so buff and I asked him if I could feel his muscle on his arms, then I asked him if he worked out his abs he said yes, I asked him if I could see and feel them. He stood up and I noticed his dick print so I touched his abs feeling amazed I looked him dead in his eyes, as I’m looking at him I slowly moved my hand down his abs too his dick. He hesitated a little bit but I told him this would be our little secret I wasn’t gunna tell anybody. So I pushed him on his chair I pulled my shirt down and had my tits out, I got on my knees pulled his pants down and he had the biggest black dick I had ever seen. I started sucking on his big fat dick like there was no tomorrow, he also had some big balls and I was sucking on them while I stroked his hard dick. He didn’t wanna cum and make a mess but I told him it’s okay cum in my mouth I will swallow it. I knew he loved that I told him that cuz he then filled up my mouth with so much thick cum that I could barely swallow it. His dick was so good omg, best experience of my life❤️

Okay, I am going to elaborate more on this ask. The thing for me is that I view Cain and Robert as two sides of the same coin. They are both serial villains of Emmerdale who have serious daddy issues and reasons for being emotionally stunted but have found someone who made them want to be better (Moira and Aaron). They both had their stories where everyone wanted them dead, Judgement Day for Cain and Who Shot Robert? for Robert. Both of those experiences allowed them to be brought to their loves of their lives, without actually addressing some fundamental issues in those relationships.

Anyways, this story for Robert in many at the beginning reminded me so much of Cain’s story with Amy. When Cain slept with Amy it was the end of him and Charity. It cost him everything. She then got pregnant and Cain tried to force her into an abortion. She lied about it and hid her pregnancy with the help of Victoria. But when Cain found out Amy had lied and Kyle was his he didn’t instantly fall in love with Kyle, and that was true still when he came back town with Joanie. It’s taken years for Cain to come around to Kyle and be a father to him and that was before they even addressed his daddy issues properly. The show made the conscious choice to make sure Cain was in a good place with Kyle but not suddenly over his daddy issues to do this story with Isaac and Moira. Because they wanted Isaac to be the trigger to finally address Cain’s issues and in the end bring Cain and Moira back together. Because Cain being there for Isaac when Moira can’t will allow her to see she can finally rely on him, which has been the biggest problem in their relationship since day one. Cain has always run away but he’s not running now. 

That’s why this story is incredibly frustrating to me. They made the baby the thing that Aaron couldn’t take. They made this kid the reason Robert isn’t with the love of his life. They also never addressed if Robert wanted to be a father. They never addressed if this was something he had thought about in the future. They’ve barely talked about Jack unless it’s some vague assumption to push the plot forward, but it’s not really getting addressed and most of the time it feels very cookie cutter and unnatural. While in contrast, there have been so many discussions of what Shadrach did to Cain over the last year and how that affected him as an adult and his choices. The really cool thing is it just wasn’t in relation to Kyle or Isaac. They made sure to relate Holly’s addiction back to Shadrach so that we the audience could understand why he struggled to support Moira during that time. It’s been bubbling under the surface for so long the flashback episode felt earned and it finally put it all in perspective and the addition of Faith back in the village has allowed this all to finally breathe and be explained. While Jack just feels like a throwaway line at this point they throw in when Robert is feeling emotionally churned up to amp up the angst without really addressing it. 

So I look at this and how the show could have really taken it’s time during this pregnancy to address Robert’s POV with fatherhood. That way these stories would also not have been running right alongside each other. It’s not like they were too busy focusing on Rebecca so why not spend the time while Robert is scheming to be addressing the Jack stuff? It would have worked. Why not have him talk to Sarah’s grave? He can’t talk to anyone but imagine he just regularly visits Sarah’s grave and we get a short scene where he struggles but talks to Sarah. It would have shown some conflict. It would have shown a side to Robert that the GA could have related to while he was spiraling out of control and also allowed for an explanation of his behavior. So by the time Seb was born we as the audience might buy that Robert really does just feel the instant bond. Now it just feels like a really cheap lazy plot point and they are still just brushing past the important stuff. The dialogue is soulless and cheap, and you just have to look at Cain see how meaningful and full of purpose the stuff with Isaac and Moira is for his character and Coira. I just can’t say I see what Seb will bring to Robron and their relationship or what he as their child addresses at a fundamental level for them. 

Basics of Witchcraft

in case it isn’t clear, this is a shallow, broad overview of a beginner’s guide to witchcraft! if you’re just starting out, this is the place to be. this is a pretty long post, so i’m putting it under a read more!

here is a link to sun’s witch academy database, where you can find more in depth posts on many of the topics discussed here! (a work in progress)

a letter to witches;
take everything i say with a grain of salt. i am not the Ultimate Expert on all things witchcraft!! things that are important to me might not be to you, and we’ll probably see things differently. that’s okay! your path is your own.

do your own research as well, and always check what you find against other sources as well as your own knowledge. be smart and use common sense. ultimately, YOU decide what you believe! (keeping in mind that some things in witchcraft are common knowledge/should not be disputed. this mostly is pointed at cultural appropriation. that doesn’t mean that they aren’t disputed, but they shouldn’t be.)

have fun, and love yourself!
~ sun

a note: if you don’t understand something i’m talking about in this post, chances are it will be explained more in depth in another post from the database, or even farther down on this post! just be patient <333

who can be a witch?

you. you can be a witch.

in fact, simply by saying “i want to be a witch,” that’s it. you are a witch.

the moment you say, “i don’t wanna be a witch any more,” you’re good! you don’t have to be a witch if you don’t want to.

it doesn’t matter if you don’t practice that often. it doesn’t matter if you have to keep it secret from your family, because they disapprove or would think you’re “crazy.” it doesn’t matter if you’re a boy, or if you’re gay or transgender. it doesn’t matter if you’re black, asian, latinx, indigenous, or anything else. it doesn’t matter if you’re christian, buddhist, atheist, jewish, or anything else! you are you, and you are a witch. so continue! onward and upward!

what is magic?

magic, in my opinion, is like energy. i won’t get too deep into my personal view of the world on this post, but that’s what i believe. and witches use different methods to tap into that energy and manipulate it. magic can help you focus better or recover from an illness faster. it can help you get better sleep or learn more about yourself through astrology. it can’t, however, make you fly, turn invisible, or defy any basic laws of science. in my mind, magic works alongside science. they’re most definitely different things, but science can’t break the laws of magic any more than magic can break the laws of science.

what are the laws of magic?

no clue.

so let’s go!

starting out

there are a few things you should do when just beginning to look into witchcraft.
firstly, research! learn about different topics and what interests you most. if you aren’t sure, just try a few things and see if you like them. don’t stress too much, if you decide you don’t like a certain path you can always change it!
secondly, learn how to protect yourself. witchcraft can be dangerous. it shouldn’t be something to worry about unless you’re purposefully sticking your nose into dangerous places, but you should still know how to keep yourself protected just in case. learn how to ward and shield yourself, your space, and anything else you want to keep safe.
finally, experiment! ultimately you need to jump into the deep end, try a spell or two! the purpose of researching and learning protection before this is so that you’re diving in with some floaty devices and someone watching to make sure you don’t drown. but if all you ever do is research, you’ll never get anywhere.

now i can help you get started out with research and protection! experimenting will be up to you ;)

track your progress

a common question asked by new and even intermediate witches is: how do i know when i’m no longer a beginner?

honestly, it’s up to you. if you feel that you’ve truly left the beginner stage and become an intermediate, or even an expert, only you can really decide that. however, there are some helpful indicators that might point you towards the right experience level. remember, everyone learns at a different pace!

this post was made by my amazingly talented spirit worker friend fox. it’s written for spirit work, but it shouldn’t be too hard to apply it to witchcraft! (keep in mind the warning at the top - this is a loose guide and you could have a different perception of things!


(basic definitions! check the database post to find more in depth explanations.)

  • intent - what you want your magical energy and power to do/accomplish.
  • warding - a method of protection; can be physical, energetic, or astral
  • cleansing - a method of ridding yourself, an object, or a space of negative, harmful, and bad energy (useful when you’re feeling sick, gross, or bogged down)
  • grounding - a method of connecting yourself to the energy and the world around you; a method of rooting yourself in the physical present. (useful after meditation and when you feel disconnected/distracted)
  • centering - focusing all of your core energy into the very center of yourself, and releasing any excess or negative energy (useful for calming or focusing)
  • meditation - allowing yourself to simply exist and take in the world around you. your focus should not be on anything happening in your life other than what you feel, hear, sense in that very moment. can be used to achieve deeper trances.
  • programming - channeling your intent into an object: i.e., programming which direction a pendulum should swing to indicate a specific response
  • charging - filling an item (or yourself!) with magical power/energy
  • shielding - a method of protection specific to you and your body
  • correspondences - things that you associate other things with; for example, salt being associated with protection. correspondences can often be slightly different or even completely unique when compared to another person’s correspondences for an item, and there are often more than one for any given item. just because correspondences are different doesn’t mean they’re wrong - it just means that you use the energy in different ways/for different things

simple magic

there are some things that are easier to start with. depending on your interests, i would suggest practicing some of the vocabulary (the ones that are actions, anyhow) and looking for little ways to integrate magic into your life. what you do kind of depends on what you want to accomplish! but some of the easiest magical stuffs to start with include:

  • making sigils
  • using crystals/gemstones
  • knot spells
  • basic pendulum divination
  • shufflemancy
  • paying attention to nature and energy around you (like lunar cycles)
  • astrology 101 (more advanced astrology is super complex)
  • lighting candles and incense
  • short and easy incantations
  • start/work on a grimoire!

moving forward

once you’ve begun exploring a little more, you’ll probably want to learn about just how many different kinds of witchcraft there are. holy moly, there are a lot. even the list i include here isn’t all of them: this is a bare bones sketch of some of the most common and well known. i believe i’ll be making a separate post going over more of them :)

general ways to use magic: spells/charms, curses, amulets, sachets, sigils, etc

types of magics/crafts: arts/crafts, astrology, cosmic, divination, dream, elemental/sea, green/garden, hearth/kitchen/cottage, lunar, music, pop culture, solar, storm/weather, tech/science, urban*

types of witches: solitary, coven, eclectic, hereditary/traditional, wiccan**

* i didn’t include hedge witchcraft on this list as i believe it to be similar to spirit work, which is an entire other topic of itself. however, i intend to research hedge craft more in order to learn whether there are key differences that would call for me to move it back onto the list.

** wicca is technically a religion, and would go in the religion section, but such a large population of witches are wiccan that i believed it would fit here.

wicca and witchcraft

there is a common misconception in the witchcraft community that wicca=witchcraft and that to be a witch is to be wiccan. this is not true! i don’t think even most witches are wiccan. wicca is a religion, a set of beliefs, that can work alongside witchcraft. you can be wiccan if you want, or not - just understand that not all witches follow the same beliefs that wiccans do. some people have a hard time understanding that.

fun stuffs!

there are a lot of different things you can use in witchcraft! witchcraft doesn’t require physical tools, but some people prefer them. likewise, your tools don’t have to be super fancy and cost 500 dollars. you can use cheaper alternatives or even replacements! ingredients for spells especially are really easy to work around: you can use this thing called a taglock, which is like some other object that is meant to represent the object you wanted in the spell. a taglock can even be a piece of paper with the name of an object written on it! but i’m getting a little off topic.

  • BOS/ Grimoire (a book/collection of knowledge you like! lots of people even have a digital grimoire, like a blog on tumblr.)
  • Altar (a place to dedicate things to deities or spirits, or a place to do spells)
  • Herbs (Mortar and Pestle) (used in spells and have certain correspondences)
  • Crystals (used for their energy and in spells! have certain correspondences)
  • Wand (used as a focus for energy - totally not necessary!)
  • Athame (it’s like a knife. if you get one, please be careful and DON’T use it to harm yourself.)
  • Poppets (typically used to represent a person in a spell that you want to affect them. similar idea to a voodoo doll ((but don’t use a voodoo doll, voodoo is a closed practice!)) and is often used in curses.)
  • Candles/Incense (have correspondences with their scents and colors)
  • Broom/Paintbrush (paintbrush can be used as a mini broom! used to represent keeping your space clean. use it to cleanse!)
  • Cauldron (used for potions and elixirs. be careful, don’t drink anything you make that isn’t safe. clean your cauldron extensively.)
  • Bells (traditionally used to keep away unwanted spirits!)
  • Essential Oil (correspondences for their scents!)

getting deeper: cultural appropriation

so now that you’ve looked at some different types of simple magic and have an idea of where you might want to go from there, let’s talk about cultural appropriation. don’t try to work with spirits or practices from a closed culture. please. just… don’t. learn terminology that is okay for you to use, and learn what isn’t - like native american smudging, for example. i believe chakras and third eye are also terms you should avoid; use things like energy points and mind’s eye instead. if someone from a closed culture tells you to stop using their stuff, listen to them. please. admit your mistake and move on. there are so many paths in the world, you don’t need to follow this closed one no matter how strongly you feel called to it. just don’t do it. respect the culture.

speaking as a white person, it is not your place, or my place, to decide whether or not cultures are closed.

speaking as a white person who has spoken to people who practice closed cultures, it is unspeakably disrespectful to ignore the wishes of those within closed cultures.

not only is it disrespectful, it is dangerous. some spirits and beings from closed cultures will kill any outsiders who attempt to interact with them. i know this because i have spoken to people with experience. i’m begging you, listen to me. consider this thoroughly before you act. please understand. you were not born into this culture. if they say it isn’t yours, it isn’t.

there are so many options for you. YOU DO NOT NEED TO PRACTICE FROM A CLOSED CULTURE. IT IS NOT NECESSARY. IT IS DISRESPECTFUL AND IGNORANT. find another option. please.

of course, i understand if you appropriate by honest mistake - not knowing that a culture was closed. however, once you learn your mistake please respect the culture and move on. you made a mistake. it’s okay! it’s not the end of the world! in fact, the rest of the world is out there, waiting for you to explore it.

speaking of, let’s get exploring.



anonymous asked:

do you mind me asking how many followers you have on tumblr compared to instagram? whats your opinion on which is better for art: insta or tumblr?

on here at the moment i’ve got a little over 27k, while on instagram i’ve got around 148k. i do use instagram as my main social media to post art and only art, while tumblr i use to reblog things i like, reply to asks, and occasionally post drawings as well. 

so to answer ur question, i prefer instagram when it comes to art, at least for me, but a lot of artists find tumblr very good for it too! it really depends, and i’ve never had a blog here dedicated solely to art anyways…

though from experience i feel like its easier to get your work noticed on instagram, but again it just depends 

comicjess67  asked:

Classic Papyrus in his Cool Dude duds?:3


Here ya go Jess (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Papyrus in his cool dude clothes ready to date, with some dialogue too because I could!

This is the winning request of the “what should Essy draw first in her new sketchbook” raffle thingie from yesterday, and damn I am pretty happy with how this turned out, haven’t drawn Papyrus for quiet some time and never have I drawn him in his cool dude outfit either, and he turned out pretty damn good :D so happy with his face, and mostly the rest of him too, though not sure if I am happy with his left eye tho it feels like it got a bit too big, and the hand holding the book is a mess but meh, still very happy with it <:

Hope you like this Jess, because I sure do!

anonymous asked:

How do you feel about Ray? What would you have wanted him to do in Cars 3, and what do you expect of him in the possible future? Like, for me, I see him as a good crew chief, but an enabler sort of guy given that he was the one who put Lightning in Jackson's simulator and laughed with the latter (→ enabling Jackson's bad behaviour to continue)

I feel kinda bad, but I really hadn’t thought about Ray too much. I’m writing an ask fic for someone rn that features him, and that’s really the first mind I’ve paid to the poor guy. XD Here’s how I’ve felt him out/what I’ve made up:

  • Storm’s not his first gig; he has a lot of past experience as a crew chief. He’d crew chiefed in the Cup before Lightning’s time, but had to call it quits when the team he was with ran out of money and folded. So back to the lower circuits he went.
  • Some of the other Piston Cup teams tried to recruit him over the years, but Ray’s a competitive dude–maybe even to a fault. Calm and level-headed, always, but if he decides something he ain’t gonna budge. And he’s not gonna crew chief for guys who used to be his competition. Too much pride.
  • IGNTR’s new to the scene, though–they don’t have history with anyone. And when they show him what Storm can do, he takes the job.
  • Some kind lower-tier admin at IGNTR does warn him about Storm–his temperament, his youthful inexperience. But honestly, when Ray first meets Storm, he was expecting waaaay worse. (The lower-tier admin, who wishes to remain anonymous, is not a Storm fan. XD)
  • He lets Storm get away with more than he should, because he was expecting Storm to be significantly more of a hot mess than he (usually) is. Ray laughs at anyone who asks him if Storm raced Cruz dirty. They ain’t seen dirty!
  • Ray doesn’t think Lightning should still be racing at the Cup level–that era has come and gone. If Lighting wants to race, there’s plenty of other lower circuits he can go to. Ray knows them all first-hand, and they’re nothing to think you’re too good for. 
  • Ray doesn’t hate Lightning, though. And he does think Lightning’s an elite racer; no doubt about that. But Ray also doesn’t owe Lightning anything. The way he sees it, when he puts Lightning in the simulator, it’s all in good fun. It’s not hurting anyone. It’s basically like his version of a shitpost. XD Lightning’s fame makes him fair game for a little snark.
note to u:

thank you for your time spent reading and liking/relogging, and gifting me with replies and tags ^^

it’s hard for me to respond to them, but i read every one and they always really delight me. it means a lot to me ((this one small individual in a wide universe~~))

little stumbles aside, i feel generally good about my place in life right now and especially with writing, and i feel especially thankful that i’ve been able to experience your encouragement and support with my writing these past few years ^^ as well as been fortunate enough to be inspired by everyone’s words/art/ideas, no matter how small you think they are /////

idk there’s really no reason for this message, there are some things troubling me but i also feel a little bright today and wanted to share that flicker of good feeling. thank you!! and i hope you have a fantastic day ahead!! 💖

anonymous asked:

iiaat to have strong opinions about numbers for no apparent reason? For example I hate the number 4 and love the number 7 but don't like it when the radio in the car is set to an odd number volume

The volume thing is actually apparently pretty common!  I was having a conversation with a bunch of my students about it on the way to a field trip on Saturday, and most of them said that they keep their volume at an even number (though a few people listed specific odd numbers they’re okay with, most of which were multiples of five).

As for your emotions about 4 and 7, without knowing why you feel that way it’s hard to say whether it’s an autism thing.  Emotional reactions to numbers could be synesthesia, which isn’t an autism thing but is pretty comorbid with autism.  If it’s because you’ve had bad experiences with the number 4 and good experiences with the number 7, it could be pattern recognition which is a thing autistic people tend to be good at.  I could also see it falling near the “irrational fears” category, just with fear replaced by other emotions.

Also, it’s been my observation as a math teacher that most people have at least some opinions about specific numbers, so whether this is an autism thing or a general people thing would depend a lot on the intensity of your feelings here.


I miss the set. Seeing those people frequently is something that I miss. I think with Ezra, I feel like I checked that box. There wasn’t much else to explore, and in some way that show felt almost like grad school in some ways. It was like a nice bubble, and I had a great time. I have bad memories, I have amazing memories, and it was just such a well-rounded experience. But it was time for it to end when it did. So, no, I’m happy that he’s been put to rest—I say it like he’s dead, I mean, who knows if Marlene King comes to us in 10 years, like, “You want to do a Netflix reunion type thing where the stakes are higher and somebody dies and there’s full-frontal nudity?“ Like, sure why not! [laughs] That sounds wild. But no, for right now, I feel good about how it ended.

Ian Harding

anonymous asked:

I was so disappointed in today's results. For one I wanted them to choose the couple that nobody thought would win. Jordan and Lindsay were so obvious from the beginning (I love their dances), and Jordan had dance experience. The worst part is whenever I feel like Jordan was overqualfied for Dancing with the Stars, I'm always reminded of Maks and Meryl whom I rooted for even though she had so much experience. What did you think of the finale and who won?

I feel you on that last part. It’s impossible to criticize or complain about a person’s precious dance/performance experience without being a hypocrite. I have tried and failed. As far as “ringers” go, Meryl was probably the biggest one they’ve ever had. But somehow I didn’t seem to care at the time. Nor do I know. I liked her and her journey and her partnership with Maks (obviously), so I still had good reason to like her.

My issue with Jordan wasn’t so much his performance background, although that was part of it. (Hypocritical like I said…) My issue was with his “I really do have to work just as hard as everyone else and omg I’m soooo shocked every time I get a 10” attitude like as if anyone is falling for that. He almost fell over when they got 10s for their freestyle. Like what did you expect for your freestyle??? 6s and 7s???

  • Hoseok expressed how BTS love Korean food that’s why for catering there is always Korean food.
  • He agreed to do a Vlive and wanted to keep his promise. He said “to be honest I’m not doing anything special, but I haven’t done it in a while contrary to the members. I just wanted to talk”
  • He commented on the shows they appeared in and how unbelievable it still feels “I watch youtube a lot and v app [laughs] and it was shocking that I was able to go on shows I always watch online and able to do performances. we were on James Corden and Jimmy Kimmel and it was such a new experience”
  • A fan asked him if he lost weight and he stated how well he eats lately he thought he gained weight.
  • When asked about his mixtape, it showed how still nervous he feels about it “I feel like I'm going to get indigestion if I talk about my mixtape while eating. I’m still working on it. to be honest, I can’t for sure say when it’s going to come out. it will when the results are good”. He is treating his mixtape with care like an album “my tracks haven’t been organized yet. it’s hard. I don’t know what songs to add and what kind of style to make the mixtape. you create a mixtape like you’re an album. I want to count this as an album. it’s hard to select as the quality has to be good” he will add later “I do worry about my mixtape. I didn’t know what kind of message to show. I’ve decided now it’s just selecting the tracks now that’s difficult. I’m working hard preparing the mixtape so please anticipate.”
  • He watched his MAMA live in Brazil and loved how the fans were so supportive so he thanked them
  • When asked to dance, he commented on how big the room and started dancing and moving “the hotel room is so big I can do hope on the street”
  • He spoke about the Mic Drop Remix Teaser that came out today and compliments Steve Aoki on his acting. They are going to meet him soon and they plan to gift him stew to show their appreciation. 
  • He was proud and happy about their recent outfits and expressed how clothes can affect your mood and actions. And the dancing needs to match the clothes. 
  • He promised the European ARMY that BTS will come soon to Europe and to wait for them. 
  • He died his hair red for AMA because it matches him well. Fans were worried in case his and BTS’ scalp were damaged and he answered “We dye our hairs a lot it’s true. but it’s for the concept, we take care of our hair a lot and use hair treatment”
  • A WISE ARMY PROPOSED THE FOLLOWING: “We want all BTS with black hair” to which Jhope showed big interest “WOW! OT7 with black hair? we’ve never done that before right?” (let’s pray for this death sentence to come soon) 
  • He can’t believe what is happening right now and believes that all that is happening is thanks to the ARMY “it’s still hard to believe that this is real. it’s all thanks to our fans cheering us on so much that we’re able to perform at an American award show. I think I’m living a happy life. being able to work with such great people and receiving lots of support”
  • He shared with us the book he is reading recently and it’s about self-love “speaking of loving yourself I’m reading a book [korean] “as you live your love and learn” and it talks about loving yourself as well. when I read books I get so sleepy, so it’s amazing that I even read this much. I really want to finish this book through”
  • He wants to do Hope On The streets and invite talented dancers. He is still so in love with dancing and wants to learn more if he has time.
  • About the Wings Tour Finale, he expressed how amazing it will be and described it as “different” when asked to give a spoiler. 
  • ARMY told him to keep his promise. In the past, he said he will show his abs if they gain 10 million followers on VAPP. He was so startled ““abs” ABS?! we don’t have 10 million followers on v app yet, wow don’t scare me like that when I’m eating” (That means this promise is still going)
  • He danced to ‘Gucci Gang’. It is his recent favorite song. 
  • He didn’t know his passion for music will grow so big and it turned this way thanks to both RM and Suga 
  • He was happy to share the fact that Jungkook is making beats lately (they always brag about the maknae whenever they go)
  • He called Namjoon 'Rap Monster’ then realized that he can’t call him this way anymore “[called Nnamjoon rap monster] [in eng] OH SORRY RM. [in korean] our Namjoonie changed his name to RM so please call him RM. rm backward is Mr. because I was beside him, I saw how much he worried and thought this through. he has affection towards this name”
  • He was enjoying the live stream as all ARMYs were showering him with love “I didn’t know a livestream was this fun” and promised he will do them more often from now on. 
  • He wants to study languages so he can communicate better with the fans
  • He can’t drink alcohol because his face turns very red (that’s why he drinks soda)
  • “Sprite or Coke?” for him it’s all the same
  • He said goodbye a lot and felt bad finishing the live stream and saying bye ARMY (he was very sweet)

Find the Vlive HERE

Cr  vantaekim


*sun is how you think, moon is how you feel, venus is how you love*

Aries The Velocity. When you’re with her, her heart pumps adrenaline straight into your veins. She is the arms you fall into when the rush becomes too much. You never knew someone with such a hard head could have a heart this soft. She’ll light you on fire until you get used to the burn, until her jarring touch is as soft as feathers. And she will help you up every time, you take her hand and it’s like being in a freefall but it’s okay because you’re not alone. What she want’s deep down is someone who can run wild with her. You lose her the moment you try to control her. Don’t. Just enjoy the ride, for it’s one of a kind.

Taurus The Mystic. She is the vivacity of the living, the one who defies gravity. Her heart floating around her body makes you believe in magic. The kind everyone wants to experience. She pops her gum and tells you to put your money where your mouth is. So you rip your chest open, the blood of your beating heart splattering onto her lips. She cradles you in her arms, your worship inducing a heartfelt laughter that echoes through the vertigo of your final moment. “You did good.” she whispers, and at last you are at peace.

Gemini The Dandelion, her soaring heart tied to a string. She’ll rock you ultra slowly until you feel you could fade away into nothing, and live forever amongst the clouds. She demands you show her everything you have to give, before she even much as gives you a smile. The quest for her heart is for only the brave. She doesn’t mind what people say, the one who she calls hers has to be unyielding. So she won’t feel so liquid all the time.

Cancer The Lighthouse. Her satin heart is safely kept, for the one who will finally be worthy. But for now she will dance, she will dance with every angel until she finds the one with the shy smile and the softest curls. At night she tells the Moon all her secrets, and now she has a secret that makes her bones shiver and her lips tremble. She loves you, I promise. Just ask the Moon.

Leo Her heart is a cup overflowing with all things lovely, filling the hearts of others as easily as she fills her own. The Fountain of Youth. Hope, lust, tenderness. You can’t help but look at her in awe and think, “I am. Because of you.” The fear you try so hard to ignore is because she doesn’t need to prove her worthiness to anyone, you’re worried that someday she won’t need you. But if she loves you, you don’t need to be afraid. She will be with you when the world ends.

Virgo The Goddess. Her heart is a forest, full of life and mystery. She brings my soul to harmony in return for the respect she rightfully deserves. She cares for her world with everything she has, believing in the pure radiance of the noble hearted. Many might mistake her benevolence for weakness. However when she finds a bad seed, let’s just say nature can be a cruel master. After all she is the source of life and will not be exploited by the greedy. But to those who love with an open heart she gifts the vitality of spirit, and the liberation of the metaphysical mind.

Libra Her slow heartbeat echoes as it pulses against your palm, right through your bloodstream. She licks her lips and sways her hips to the rhythm. The Delilah. You cross your heart and close your eyes. “Open.” she whispers, and the cosmos had swallowed the pool table and barflies of the roadside dive. All you hear is her soft giggle and ocean waves crashing in slow motion. “Welcome to Eden.” You look around you, and you notice your blood isn’t vibrating anymore. You ask her how she found this place. She gently shakes her head with a smile on her lips and says, “Darling, you’re inside of me.”

Scorpio The Red Winged Angel, always under my skin. The beat of your heart vibrating through my system and I’m afraid that if you touch me I will shatter to a million pieces. Late at night I dream of finding someone as sensuelle as you. Sometimes I wonder how many hearts you own, even though I can’t quit you. I don’t know what I am addicted to more, your touch or the fact that you could disintegrate the earth from underneath me if you wanted to.

Sagittarius The Honeymoon. The fast moving gal who likes them slow. If you want her heart take her for a night drive. Show her the world through your eyes. Make her feel something she’s never felt before. Free yourself from the malevolent, open your chest and breathe her in. Give her the part of you that makes you human, and she will turn you into something ethereal.  

Capricorn The Empress. Class and a pure heart, and the international woman of mystery. And even though games don’t interest her, that don’t mean she doesn’t know how to play. No one does it like her. It’s almost painful how she works you, heightening all your senses with perfect impulse control. Engage at your own risk, because she will make you miss her more than anyone you’ve ever met. But if you want to love her, she’ll hold you down for life in hazy love daydream.

Aquarius I’ve seen her in my fantasies. The Extraterrestrial. She’ll waltz right into your love sphere like she owns the place, utterly unignorable. And then she’ll smile, like she has no fucking idea. And you wonder if she really doesn’t. She goes around granting all your wishes and you wonder, why she gives you the world but won’t let you feel her heart. And she will never tell you, because feelings are hard for robot girls. She is afraid she’s too cold inside. What she doesn’t realize is she loves enough for the entire universe, she is too busy electrifying other dimensions into existence. One day she’ll come back down to earth and see everyone around her on their knees.

Pisces She is the light that shines through the night. The Clair de Lune. You fall into her plush essence and she lets you, like a bug stuck in her amber heart. And you think how every moment of your life has brought you closer to this, to her. You finally understand the beauty of minimalism. Not every star needs to be possessed. Not every silence has to be filled. The most important things are the ones you can’t see with your eyes. Live for this. For the feeling.