ignition up

Yours Again by Red

Open up my eyes
I need your light again
Burning me inside
I need your love again

I can feel our hearts collide
I can feel our hearts ignite
Open up my eyes
I’m yours again

Will I wake up from this moment?
Will I see you slip away?
Or is this a new beginning
Of beauty and rage?

Where did I lose my passion?
Where did I start to fade?
Without you my world is darkness
I won’t let go again

For @shwtlee4reylo 

☔ Storm Grounding ☔

a quick guide on grounding with storms for storm witches

☔ to be done during a storm

☔  stay in a safe place when you practice this form of grounding. only allow yourself to get wet if your health allows, and please avoid places that would get you struck by lightning. 

☔  have a view/hearing of the rain to the best of your ability

☔  visualize:

each thunder strike rattles you to the core, and leaves nothing there. each drop of water brings energy that replenishes and re-energizes you.

every drop is one of millions, but every drop has importance. each one soaks into you, cold and bright. it fills you

every sound of every drops rebuilds you from the inside out. 

each lightning bolt ignites within you, calling up new energies and instilling a calm in its wake.

☔  when you are ready, let the storm fade its hold on you. you are not severing the ties harshly, only letting them fall away, the way rain dissipates and the storm calms down.

Zach asking you to sleep over at his house - Part 2

A/N: Sorry on such a long wait for this imagine. I hope that it was worth it though. Enjoy my lovelies:)

The final bell rings, signalling the end of class and also the end of the school day. You start packing up your things with shaky hands, your nerves getting the best of you. It’s Friday today. Which means it’s the beginning of the weekend. This also means that you will be going to Zach’s house, staying there for the next couple of days.

You have been able to stay calm and collected the next few days after he had asked you to sleep over at his house for the weekend, but right now you can’t help but start to feel really antsy. 

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The Ignition fic that no one asked for but that I needed to write because damn. That video has ended me. Enjoy!
@strongenoughfoundation sorry, I had to tag you again, that video has done things to both of us XD

It was too hot, too loud, and the traffic was too AWFUL.

You’d been sitting in this car for God knew how long now, on a packed highway in the summer heat. Every window was rolled down in an attempt to fight off a heatstroke and honestly, you’d started counting the minutes until your sure death if you didn’t get off this road soon. Groaning in despair, you snatched the hair tie from your wrist and tied your hair back in sharp motions.

At the sound of your voice, your best friend glanced at you from the driver’s seat, eyebrows raised. “You all right over there?”

“I’m dying, Lin,” you deadpanned. “I am actually dying.”

“That’s a little dramatic,” he remarked, a teasing smile tugging at his lips.

“This damn highway is doing dangerous things to my head.”


“I imagine death so much, it feels more like a memory.”

At that, he burst out laughing. With a hand resting on the steering wheel, he leaned back against his seat and sent you a warm glance. “I feel like I can’t argue with you because you just did that.”

Flopping back against your seat with a loud sigh, you pointed at him. “That line is the one I relate to the most, honestly,” you told him wryly.

“Why am I not surprised?” he asked.

You lifted your head and arched a brow at him. “Are you saying I’m a negative person?”

“You said it, not me.”

“I feel the need to remind you that you’re stuck in this car with me for at least an hour.”

“I feel the need to remind YOU that this is my car and I can kick you out at anytime.”

Grumbling, you shifted around in your seat to get to a more comfortable position and brought your feet up onto the edge of it. “Asshole,” you muttered simply and he snickered. You wondered if walking was a better choice than this traffic-induced hell after all.

Sighing in resignation, you settled for dozing in the searing sun and sneaking a couple glances over at Lin as you did. Hey, you couldn’t help it if your best friend also happened to be kinda (really) attractive, could you? It wasn’t bad just to look, right? You idly studied him through half-closed eyes, admiring the way his hair got all tousled as he ran a hand through it. He was wearing a dark blue tee because of the heat and you tried to steal a few guilty glances at his arms. You bet it’d be nice to be wrapped up in his arms, heat or no heat.

“…you done staring at me yet?”

“Shit!” you hissed, blushing furiously at having been caught. Lin cast you a sideways glance that was wayyyy too knowing and was that jerk SMIRKING? Growling something unintelligible, you reached forward to the dashboard. “I’m putting the radio on!” you announced.

“Hey, I don’t mind, you can look all you want—”

“I’M PUTTING THE RADIO ON.” You jabbed at the power button and cranked up the volume.

The first few notes of a song blared out and you recognized it at the same time Lin did.

You groaned out a frustrated “NOOO,” while Lin practically cheered like a two-year-old.

“I’m turning it off!” you said at once, and you reached for the button again.

“No you aren’t!” he shot back, batting your hand away. He ignored your squeak of protest and flashed you a wide grin. “You turned it on, so you’re stuck with the consequences!”

Sinking down in your seat, you brought your fingers up to your temples. The lyrics to the “Ignition” remix pumped out of the speakers and brought back a ton of memories. “Lin-Manuel Miranda,” you stated, “if you start rapping, I swear to God—”

“No, I’m not tryin’ to be rude, but hey pretty girl, I’m feelin’ you, the way you do the things you do, remind of my Lexus coup—”

“AAAGHHH!” You threw your hands up as he started freaking dancing in his damn seat, one hand still on the wheel and other in the air, and dear lord, it was like PTSD. Hands over your ears now, you glowered at him from your hunched over position. Lin just smiled back like the stupid, hot person he was and pointed at you as he went on with the song:

“So baby, give me that!”


“Let me give you that!”

“HELL NO. Lin, I swear, I will never speak to you again.”

Cheerfully ignoring you, he kept going, letting that edge of a growl into his voice and you internally swooned. Why did these things happen to you? “It’s the remix to ignition, hot and fresh out the kitchen, Mama rollin’ that body, got every man in here wishin'—”

He cut off, making you glance over in confusion; just in time for him to lean across and steal a kiss, lips pressed to yours fleetingly. Your eyes shot open wide, body going rigid as he grinned into your mouth and then pulled away a second later.

“Lin!” you spluttered out, as he just laughed and went back to rapping out the lyrics. “What—You—What the hell!?”

The lyrics became a little shaky as he tried not to laugh, a stupid smile on his face. When he glanced at you, his eyes softened and…was he blushing?

Against your will, your mouth quirked up too and you looked down at your feet.

As the two of you sat, with the speakers blasting around you, you brought your fingers up to touch your lips in wonder.

march wrap-up !! (let’s all excuse my face ok ty)

Shatter Me:🌕🌕🌕🌕🌘

Destroy Me: 🌕🌕🌕🌕🌑

Unravel Me: 🌕🌕🌕🌕🌑

Fracture Me: 🌕🌕🌕🌕🌗

Ignite Me: 🌕🌕🌕🌕🌗

A Court of Thorns and Roses: 🌕🌕🌕🌕🌑

A Court of Mist and Fury: 🌝🌝🌝🌝🌝

Thirteen Reasons Why: 🌕🌕🌕🌑🌑

The Kiss of Deception: 🌕🌕🌕🌕🌖

The Heart of Betrayal: 🌕🌕🌕🌕🌗

Yours Again by Red

@shwtlee4reylo just sent me this song that is so Kylo/reylo it is insane….

I can almost feel you breathing
Like a whisper in my ear
I remember how you lost me
Or how I lost you

I stare into the blackness
It’s staring back at me
Why did I try to live without you?
I want you, I need you

Open up my eyes
I need your light again
Burning me inside
I need your love again

I can feel our hearts collide
I can feel our hearts ignite
Open up my eyes
I’m yours again

Will I wake up from this moment?
Will I see you slip away?
Or is this a new beginning
Of beauty and rage?

Where did I lose my passion?
Where did I start to fade?
Without you my world is darkness
I won’t let go again

Open up my eyes
I need your light again
Burning me inside
I need your love again

I can feel our hearts collide
I can feel our hearts ignite
Open up my eyes
I’m yours again
I’m yours again

I’m never letting go
I’m never letting go
I’m never letting go

I’m yours again
I’m yours again
I’m yours again

Open up my eyes
I need your light again
Burning me inside
I need your love again (I’m yours again)

I can feel our hearts collide
I can feel our hearts ignite
Open up my eyes
I’m yours again

  • Warner: What's wrong, love? What happened? Please tell me—
  • Warner: Do you want me to take you back?
  • Warner: Do you want me to leave?
  • Juliette: No. No.
  • Warner: Tell me what you want. Tell me what to do, and I'll do it.
  • Kenji: This is, by far, the craziest shit I have ever seen.
  • Kenji: I really never would've believed it. Not in a million years.
  • Ian: *nods* It's like a soap opera. But with worst acting.
  • Winston: *smiles* I think it's kind of sweet.
The Last Jedi Teaser Poster Anyalsis

Worth a Thousand Words

An Analysis of The Last Jedi Teaser Poster

Having just returned home from Star Wars Celebration: Orlando, I am filled with emotions, excitement and anticipation for the next installment of the Skywalker family saga. I was fortunately enough sit in the The Last Jedi panel, after 20 hours of sitting on a concrete floor, and an additional 10 hours before hand, queueing outside. However, that panel was worth every second of the wait time. And while most people will say the long anticipated teaser trailer stole the show, as an artist and illustrator, for me, the star of the show was the teaser poster, that was also revealed.

My jaw literally dropped as I stood in stunned silence as the crowd cheered around me. In fact, my line buddy, a member of the 501st by the name of Matt, repeatedly asked if I was okay as stood agape at the poster, amazed in it’s brilliant design as well as very clear and intentional use of visual story telling. I was flabbergasted at the bold choices made by Lucasfilm in this teaser poster, and I do believe that this is more of an indicator of the film’s story, rather than the trailer. This poster tells us, the viewer, everything we need to know about the direction of the upcoming movie, as well as helps dispel the rumors that The Last Jedi will be nothing more than a carbon clone of The Empire Strikes Back.

Before I go into detail I just want to say that it’s no secret that I ship reylo, however, for the purposes of this discussion, I am setting aside my implicit biases and talking about the facts stated in this poster, rather than fan speculation and conjecture.

First and foremost, what stood out to me is the simplicity in the poster’s design. We see only three characters, Rey, Luke and Kylo Ren. After doing extensive research, I found that this is the ONLY poster with just three characters. All previous Star Wars posters depict the main ensemble of cast members, as far back as 1979’s A New Hope. Never before has a Star Wars poster depicted only three members of the cast, and it is a clear statement that these three characters are the most important in relation to the story. There is also a not so subtle nod to Luke Skywalker in the original promotional theatrical poster for A New Hope. Both Rey and Luke are positioned in almost the same spacial area, in the same pose, with an ignited light saber raised up. For Luke, this symbolized his acceptance of his heroic journey, and the inherent power he possessed. For Rey, however, the meaning is vastly different. The sequel trilogy is very much about passing the torch from the old generation to the new, and unlike in The Force Awakens, Rey is present and accepting of that power, physically and metaphorically, in The Last Jedi, the second installment, rather than the first. Rey is our new hero, now heroine, embarking on her own heroine’s journey.

Now I know not many fans like Kylo Ren, and in fact they perceive him as a whiny emo cry baby, trying his best (and failing) to emulate Grandpa Vader, but his importance in the story cannot be overstated! He is the descendent of Darth Vader, and Leia Organa, and as much as most fans dislike him, that’s just simply a fact! The Star Wars trilogy movies are about the Skywalker family, and he is the new Skywalker of the trilogy. He is important to the cinematic universe as a whole, and characters from the The Force Awakens who easily had double the amount of screen time as him, such as Finn, were purposefully omitted from the poster in lieu of Kylo Ren. Regardless of how much fans like his character, he is going to play a very impactful role in the film to come. I know that he is not the most important character or the focal point of the poster, however, given the overly negative response he solicits from fans, I felt that it is important and necessary to make my position, and the poster’s narrative clear; even if you don’t like his character, Kylo Ren is a key player in the Skywalker family saga, and the cinematic universe as a whole.

When analyzing any piece of artwork, regardless of the the medium, the best jumping off point is the focal point. In The Last Jedi teaser poster, the viewer’s eye is immediately drawn to Rey, brought forth by the strong contrast of the blue halo of light emitting from her lightsaber. In terms of visual hierarchy and storytelling, she is the most important element to not only the poster, but in the movie it represents. Her position, in the lower center of the foreground suggests that she is the most grounded of the three characters, and thus the one that we, as the viewer, is meant to relate to the most. However, she is removed from both Luke and Kylo, positioned below them, which indicates that she was not a initially part of their conflict. And originally, she wasn’t. Rey was just a scavenger, abandoned by her parents on Jakku, struggling each day to survive. At that point, Rey didn’t know or care about the Force, Resistance or the First Order. Her primary goals and motivations were pure and simple, survival.

This coincides with the backstory indicated in not only The Force Awakens but also in Claudia Grey’s novel, Bloodline. There are no indication that either men knew who Rey was or her origins until she found BB-8 and became tangled in fight with the First Order. Luke and Kylo have a contentious and tumultuous past, filled with conflict and anger, as they stand on opposite sides of Rey’s light saber. This is a visual metaphor for the Force, and where Luke and Kylo represent the Light side, and Dark side respectively. Separating them is Rey, and the light of her saber. Although she is removed from their history, Rey has been flung into the foreground of the struggle between opposing sides of the Force. She is part of their present, and thus their future. In short, the resolution of Luke and Kylo’s conflict rests on Rey’s shoulders, both metaphorically and visually in the poster.

The struggle been Kylo Ren and Luke is an interesting and important to the story, but what is more important is what it represents! At its core, Star Wars is a fairy tail, and was intended to tell stories and teach children about the human condition and morality. Understanding every detail of Luke and Kylo’s past is less important as what their struggle represents. It is the timeless struggle of good vs. evil. If the timeline in Bloodline is to be trusted completely, and there are no extra twists and turns in the interum, Kylo Ren turned to the Dark side of the Force approximately six years prior, and has been unable to locate or confront Luke since his disappearance. What has changed in that time? Why will Kylo suddenly be able to locate his former master on Ahch-to? The answer is right in the poster, Rey!

This of course opens the doors to a whole new set of theories, such as a Force Bond, or Snoke obtains a copy of the map and so on. But there is practically no solid evidence to substantiate any of these claims, and at this point, they are pure conjecture.

I also find Rey’s placement in the middle quite interesting in the wider context of the history of the Force itself. One of the central themes Star Wars has always been finding balance. In the prequel trilogy we saw this through Anakin’s development from the heroic Jedi knight, to the Sith Lord, Darth Vader. And yes, Anakin is responsible for choosing his actions and must therefor accept the consequences of such actions, however, the biggest contributing factor to his descent into darkness was the Jedi Order and their absolute refusal to acquiesce to the basic human nature of love and attachment. In fact, one can argue that the Jedi Order is even more barbaric and cruel than the Sith. Companionship and attachment is one of the hallmarks of humanity, and by denying them, they are essentially denying being human. But the Jedi Order in both the prequel and and original trilogy was the personification of the Light side of the Force, while the Sith representing Darkness. Too much of either side’s influence causes the Force to spiral out of balance, and thus the galaxy is thrown into chaos again. This was demonstrated numerous times on both sides, such as Anakin’s betrayal, or the New Republic unknowingly creating the groundwork for the First Order.

In short, the brighter the light, the darker the shadow. Both light and dark must be present in order to achieve balance, and Rey’s placement, directly between the light and dark, makes her the fulcrum, or the point of equilibrium. In essence, it is Rey who is who is going to bring about that balance.

Another interesting observation I made was that all three characters, Luke, Rey and Kylo Ren are all colored in red. I cannot stress this enough, the psychology of color is important! Specific colors invoke particular and subconscious imagery and responses. Color theory and its use in marketing and illustration is a universal language. In fact, color tells just as much, if not more, of a story as the composition! There are two primary colors in the poster, red and blue. Red is the color of darkness, evil and passion. Blue on the other hand conveys serenity and tranquility. Why is Kylo’s lightsaber red? Not because he uses the Dark side of the Force, but because the color red has a strong visual impact and the human brain automatically associates red with darkness and power. It’s no coincidence that the color red is associated with the Sith, while blue is attributed to the Jedi! Everything you see on screen or in print was designed to create a specific response from the viewer and convey as much information as possible with no words.

Further more, in both The Force Awakens and the teaser trailer for The Last Jedi, it’s made quite clear that our heroes and villain are all experiencing a crisis of faith in the Force. Rey had her entire existence turned up on its head looking for guidance and training. Luke, it is suggested, fell into despair and solitude after the death of his acolytes because his teachings and philosophies failed to save his own nephew. Kylo, who just recently murdered his own father in hopes of committing himself entirely to the darkness, felt more weak and confused than ever before (this is said nearly word for work in The Force Awakens novelization). Because the color red is frequently associated with the dark side of the Force, and I find it quite compelling that all three figures are bathed in red. To me, this suggests that the trio are all going to be struggling with their inner demons, which often implies the temptation of the dark side. In fact, the only beacon of light and hope comes from Rey’s light saber. Some have argued that the light comes from Rey herself, but when you compare her upper body to her lower body, you can observe that just like the figures above her, Rey’s form is red, and the blue reflected in her face is emanating from the lightsaber, rather than Rey herself. This coincides with Rian Johnson’s choice to make the Episode VIII title font red, and maintains visual continuity. The most logical conclusion one can extrapolate is in The Last Jedi is going to delve into much deeper and darker overtones and story lines than it’s predecessors.

The positioning of Luke and Kylo in relation to each other is another aspect to this poster that I find intriguing. Luke and Kylo’s heads are above Rey; in this poster they are literally watching over her, and her choice to accept the Skywalker lightsaber. However, they are on opposing sides of the saber, as described above, representing the light and the dark. As a viewer, this design illustrates a sense of tension and conflict in both Luke and Kylo, but also in how they view Rey, and her choices. This image is clearly setting up the overtone that Rey has to struggle between choosing accepting either Luke or Kylo. In other words, it’s another iteration of the never ending struggle between the light and the dark.

Looking back in The Force Awakens for a moment, we remember that Kylo Ren extended the offer to teach Rey, “You need a teacher. I can show you the ways of the Force!” We all know the choice Rey makes at the end of the movie, but what about Luke? Will Luke even want to teach Rey after his previous failings at reviving the old Jedi Order? The following does begin to tread into the territory of conjecture and theorizing, however I do believe there is solid evidence to back up what I am about to speculate, or else I would have omitted it form this analysis. At The Last Jedi panel, Daisy Ridley, under the watchful eye and ear of Kathleen Kennedy, did reveal some very interesting information. We, as the audience were MEANT to know this information prior to viewing the poster, or else the CEO of Lucasfilm would never have permitted that information be divulged (like the Rogue One mishap at Celebration Europe 2016). Summarized, Daisy stated that Rey indeed does meet her hero, Luke Skywalker, and like in real life, how we  (Rey) envision our heroes does not always coincide with the reality of our heroes. This very clearly sets up the idea that Rey and Luke are going to have a less than harmonious relationship in The Last Jedi. This is also backed up by some previous leaks and spoilers from MakingStarWars.net, however until we know the veracity of those rumors, I do not treat them as fact, like I do the things said directly from the people at Lucasfilm. The statements from Daisy Ridley at the panel, however, were purposeful in sparking ideas and igniting the flame of this idea that Luke and Rey will not have a peaceful mentor/mentee relationship in the same light as Yoda and Luke’s relationship.

Mentorship has always been another key themes throughout the Star Wars saga, from Anakin’s tutelage under Obi-Wan Kenobi and Qui-Gon Jinn, to Luke studying with Yoda. There is every indication that those reoccurring themes will continue, but in a different fashion. It’s been made pretty clear that Rey is going to struggle with Luke’s training, and we already know of Kylo Ren’s unrelenting conflict within himself, stemming from the teachings of Supreme Leader Snoke. Snoke ordered Kylo to kill his own father, an act that he did follow through with, but the novelization has proven that that act made him more conflicted than ever before. Where it should have brought him strength, instead he found weakness and doubt.

And all of this ties back to Kylo Ren’s original offer to Rey to teach her. It is my belief, based on the evidence above, that Rey is going to struggle between the teachings of Kylo Ren and Luke. You may ask “how will Rey learn from Kylo? They aren’t on the same planet?” Well even that is partially answered in Episode VII, and confirmed in tweets made by Pablo Hidalgo. Pablo definitively said that Rey learned so much so quickly at Starkiller Base because she extracted the information from Kylo Ren’s mind during the infamous interrogation scene. So in a way, Kylo has already become her first mentor.

Both the Light and the Dark are justified in their beliefs and teachings. Adam Driver previously stated in an interview that Kylo Ren vehemently believes he is and was justified in his actions, and it’s quite clear that Luke fully intended to disappear into the galaxy as a frizzled old hermit. What will happen if Luke does not agree to initially train Rey? She has all of these newly awakens powers, and no way to control them. Just like Kylo stated, she really does need a teacher. But which teacher? The Light or the Dark? Or, at what this poster suggests, something in the middle!

By placing both of Rey’s mentors above her, two Force users who are much more skilled and honed than she is, it indicates that both mentors are going to be fighting within Rey’s psyche. Luke will be teaching her one method, while Kylo and his Dark side influence will be pulling Rey in the opposite direction. This is wiring and character growth done right! The setting and characters have been established in the first film of the sequel trilogy, while the second installment places challenges and obstacles in their path. Without those challenges, characters will not grow or develop. Even more evidence for this is Rian Johnson’s prior statements that the characters in The Last Jedi are going to be tested and pushed beyond their limits. What would challenge Rey more than knowing she is can identify and relate to the person she hates the most, Kylo Ren? That would force the characters into a position where they have no choice but to adapt and evolve into something that spans beyond the juxtaposition of the Light and Dark side of the Force.

In other words, Grey Jedi!

Most likely it won’t be in so many words, but the concept behind it will remain the same. A world of Force users that are not bound by the narrow dogmatic codes of the Jedi or Sith! And while I do find both of their ideologies absolutely fascinating an an integral part of the Star Wars canonical universe, by constricting Force sensitives to Jedi/Sith, Good/Evil, Light/Dark is extremely limiting and grossly inhibits the idea of character depth, subtlety, progression and nuance. Maz Kanata and Ahsoka Tano are prime examples of Force sensitive individuals in the Star Wars universe who are canon and are Force sensitive, but do not fall into the dichotomy of Jedi and Sith. There has never been a main hero character in the films (which are the primary story telling means in the entire franchise that reaches the most viewers and has the biggest impact on mainstream pop culture). Luke Skywalker was seen as universal good, the epitome of the Joseph Campbell’s hero, who embarks on heroic journey on behalf of goodness and justice. The passing of the torch from Luke to Rey indicates a paradigm shift in the understanding of the Force for not only the characters but the viewers and fans as well.

The light saber in the poster is another piece of evidence for this! There is no partition between red (Darkness) and blue (Light). Instead there is a gradient emanating from both ends of the lightsaber, further emphasizing that this story will not be so simply as “kill the monster, save the world” but instead of dimensionality and gradation. There is middle ground to be found in the Force between the Light and the Dark, and Rey is the key to unlocking it. Or as Rey quite simply puts it in the trailer “balance.”


On a personal side note, I do believe this teaser poster does further add fuel to the Reylo fire, and it makes be believe even more fervently that Reylo will eventually become canon in some iteration, but I wanted to keep my personal biases and theories out of this analysis. If anyone enjoyed reading this and would like to read my views on The Last Jedi teaser trailer and how it relates to Reylo, I’d be more than happy to comply. But I wanted and needed to get this poster off my chest first. My mind has been boiling over, wanted to put these thoughts down in some sort of organized fashion because as someone who is fluent in the language of illustrations as a medium for visual story telling, this poster blew my mind. I stood just flabbergasted at how blatantly the story implications were, but when I asked people about their thoughts they all came to different conclusions. And yes, that is the point of this poster, to get people talking and theorizing about what it all means, however visual story telling generally complies with a set of rules that are universally, albeit often subconsciously, understood by the viewer.

 Whew! I wrote this entire analysis in a single sitting. I apologize if there are any immediate grammatical errors, but I proof read this a number of times, so I am pretty sure that it’s correct. 

EDIT: Thank you to @sleemo who helped me fix the grammatical errors in this!

"Igniter" Curse

A curse inspired by Butcher Babies’ “Igniter”, a spell for someone who can’t keep your name out of their mouth and likes to lie and rumor monger.

Now it rips me it fucks me it tears me apart
Just one push and I will ignite
This coiled up anger on you
So be my guest
Stand down, it’s my game and I say you’ll burn out
Your time is on loan
Silence your bullshit, your voice I despise
Don’t say another word, you hemorrhage lies

📌Gather: construction paper, black salt, red pepper flakes, chili powder, a burnt match, crushed glass, a pushpin, red or orange crayon, taglock

📌Perform on the waning moon if possible. I also recommend playing the song while you do this, but it’s not necessary.

📌Make a poppet using the construction paper, making sure to draw a face and mouth. Draw flames on the poppet with the crayon, pouring all your anger into the drawing, and then put the other ingredients inside the poppet. 

📌Put the taglock in last, or, if you don’t have a taglock, write their name on a piece of paper and burn it, imagining that their foul words turn to ash in their mouths. Put the ashes into the poppet.

📌Close it up and stab the poppet in the mouth with the pushpin, saying “Speak ill of me no more, all your lies are needles and ash, to be kept behind your teeth”.

Bury the poppet, or store it in a dark spot. Cleanse yourself thoroughly afterwards and maybe have a nice little treat for yourself.

even if it's fake || stiles stilinski

word count: 4793

warnings: swearing, angst

request: hi could i get a stiles imagine where he and the reader broke up then few days later reader messages him saying before he can block her she’s making him say ‘i love you’ even though he doesn’t mean it. if only i could send you the pic of where i got this idea 😭😭😭 hope u understand this TY AND ILY 💕💕

author’s note: sorry that this took so long to get written! i sort of changed it up a bit, but i hope you enjoy it. thank you to @dumbass-stilinski who gave me a few ideas, and @stilinski-jpeg who read it before it was finished. and also hay and soph for reading this after i finished it! @sincerelystiles @sarcasticallystilinski


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Soft Side (Bucky x reader)

I hope you all liked chapter five! This was a request from anonymous, and I thought it was an awesome prompt, so I decided to give it a whack. If you love Bucky and angst, check out my ongoing series: Battered and Bruised. You can find it in my masterlist here. Enjoy! 

Request:  “Could you do a Bucky au in which he’s like the punk boy from school and y/n is his girlfriend and she’s the only one who knows his sweet side and one day she comes home super stressed and he cuddles and kisses her until she feels better?”

Warnings: Cursing, otherwise it’s just filled with fluff. 

The sound of Bucky getting slammed into the lockers echoed throughout the hallways. 

“Don’t be such a bitch. Fight back! Come on!” The school jock was egging Bucky on, trying to get a reaction out of him. 

“I don’t need to prove myself to a dick like you.” He shoved the guy off of him, walking down the hall like nothing happened. 

“I’m gonna fucking get you, punk!” The steaming football player yelled down to corridor at him. Bucky continued to walk down the hall, rolling his eyes. Oh, how he wanted to beat him to a pulp. He was capable of it, but he refrained for your sake. You had asked him to chill out on fighting, that you were giving them the reaction they wanted. He complied. Only because he loved you. 

Everyone at school thought Bucky was weird and tended to stay away from him. Some people were even scared of him. He came off menacing and cruel, but he really wasn’t. Before you two started dating, you realized he had a soft side that he hid from the world. And he was only ever like that with you. He believed that nobody deserved his unconditional love besides you. 

He continued to saunter down the middle of the hall, all the kids moving aside for him, worrying that they might get beat up. He held some much swagger in his stride, your heart swelled every time you saw him. God, you loved him. 

You drove out of the school parking lot, frustrated beyond belief. You had five AP tests coming up, there were college applications still to finish, and your parents had been yelling at you all week long about who knows what. 

Before you left school, you texted Bucky that you were coming over and he always welcomed you, no matter what time of day. 

You pulled up into his driveway, turning off the ignition. You walked up to his door, raising your hand to knock. Just as your knuckles were about to make contact with the wood, the door swung open, a cute, smirking Bucky standing in the doorway. 

“Hey, babe.” He stepped aside, motioning for you to come in. 

You took off your shoes and gave him a sweet kiss. “Hey baby.” He pulled you into a hug, rubbing your back. 

“What’s wrong?” He looked concerned, seeing that you looked absolutely done with everything. 

“Just super stressed. I needed a break, so I came here.” Your voice was muffled against his chest. 

“Come on. How about you change into one of my shirts and sweatpants and we can cuddle on the couch?” He smiled down at you, wanting to do everything in his power to make you feel better. You nodded, eyes closed. He could see the bags under your eyes from a mile away. “Okay. You can go change in my room. I’ll wait down here for you.” He kissed you on the forehead and you walked upstairs to his room to change. 

A couple minutes later, you returned with his ginormous clothes hanging off your body, you hair falling around your shoulders, no longer in the tight ponytail you had in all day. 

“You look beautiful.” He gave you a soft smile with equally soft eyes. You knew he never acted like this with anybody else. Only you. You playfully shook your head and walked over to him. 

He scooted over on the couch, making room for you to lean up against him. You snuggled up against his warm body, taking in his scent. He smelled so good. All the time. 

No words were needed as he played with your hair and massaged your aching scalp. He knew just what to do to make you feel better. You hummed contently, receiving a smile from Bucky in return. He showered you in kisses from your head to your collarbone, earning giggles from you. He smiled against your skin, finally ending his little kissing spree with a deep one on your lips. 

For hours you two laid there in each others arms, not saying much, just making each other happy. You cuddled into him, his warmth enveloping you. The tension from the week was gone. You felt so happy in his embrace. 

“Feeling better, babe?” He smiled at you, his blue eyes lighting up at you. 

“Officially de-stressed.” You gave him a loving, deep kiss. His lips setting off fireworks in your head. 

Like you said, he knew just what to do to make you feel better. 

Hoped you liked this little fluff one shot! If you have any more requests, don’t be afraid to ask! I don’t bite haha. I love you all, have a wonderful night. Oh, and if you want to be apart of the taglist, let me know!



The Aftermath

Pairing: Alexander Hamilton x reader

Words: 3.1k+ (whoa)

Prompt: Follow-up to Alex x reader drabble: “Hammy being sad, y/n being sad. OHH WHAT IF they got back together and y/n gets pregnant..only to find that so did the other lady”


Warnings: cussing, a lil bit of smut, cheating, pregnancy, some slut-shaming

You never wanted to see Alexander again. Not after he cheated, destroying your marriage and family. You didn’t want to look into those soft brown eyes that once held such love for you and your children, only to remember the way they looked the night that everything changed, lust-blown and glazed with tears as you left.

But you had to go back. It had been a week since your sister left and since you were supposed to return home with your children, but you still stayed at your father’s, avoiding the inevitable. Your father had offered to let you and your children move back in with him, since he was a single, lonely man in a large house; but you needed the rest of your things from your former home.

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Un Cadeau dans la Poche

Nick Amaro 


“I’ve been waiting all night to get my hands on you. It’s not ending this quickly.”

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Not requested but suggested by @amaroforpresident in our first ever encounter on tumblr and wowie look how long it’s been

(2.0K words)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: NSFW (smut), cursing, vagina-owning reader, teasing, mention of going under cover

“You don’t know how badly I’ve wanted this,” Nick breathed against your neck. He hooked an arm around your waist and drew your body flush against his, nipping at your skin. He swallowed. “How badly I’ve wanted you.”

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The Door is Open: Part 2

AN: This is the second part of the door series. Enjoy

Words: 1191

Part 1

When Damian comes back, and literally pushes his father out the door and into his brothers, you just sit there. You had a feeling that Damian’s family knew about you. You just hoped they didn’t. Families complicate things; they make you love them, and then they drag your heart through the mud.

You feel a bit small now, in this big house, and Damian seems to sense this. He doesn’t say anything, he just wraps both arms around you, pulls you in close and then falls backwards flopping on to the bed. You giggle a bit before snuggling in closer. Damian makes you feel safe. He says that you make him feel sane. You figure it’s a fair trade off.

You stay in his room for several more hours. Despite finally meeting his family, you don’t really feel compelled to get to know them. When the time comes you shimmy down the tree. You half expect Alfred to be there waiting for you, but instead it’s a rather tall and lean man. Damian calls him Grayson. He just smiles at you before saying, “You know you’re allowed to use the door, right?’

You just shrug, “A five-year habit is hard to break.” And then you’re walking. You come home to a dirty apartment, and a passed out mother. There’s bottle lying on the floor, and you pass all of them in favor of your room. You spend the next several hours doing homework until, a slammed door alerts you to the fact that someone had entered the apartment.

Your heart speeds up, and you make a quick grab for your bag. Your window is open a moment later, and then you’re on the fire escape, just as the yelling starts. You know it won’t be long until he comes looking for you, so you move quickly. As soon as your feet touch the ground, you’re running. The farther away you are the better.

Once you’re a safe distance away, your hand reaches for your cell phone, and press the speed dial. Somewhat surprisingly it’s not Damian or Alfred who pick up, but a somewhat strange voice.

Before you can hang up, the voice says your name, “Y/N, are you okay. Is it your dad?” In that moment you realize that either Damian or Alfred has told somebody. Then you correct your line of thinking, this is the freaking bat-family, they had probably figured out every one of your secrets before you had even set foot on their property. You simply give the address of the nearest store.

It’s pouring by the time he pulls up, he’s in a car much too fancy for this neighborhood. You can almost feel people skulking around. You barely give him time to stop before sliding into the back seat. You’re a bit surprised to see a scowling Damian, and one of his brothers beside him. The other two are in the front seats.

Damian quietly hands you a towel before barking, “Turn the heat up Todd before she freezes to death! Honestly, this is why I wanted Pennyworth to drive.” You smile a bit at Damian’s barking, honestly you’re pretty used to the sound. It’s a comforting reminder that you’re safe. With that you allow yourself to fall asleep.

You wake up to the sounds of car doors opening and closing. You follow everyone else’s lead and get out. The cold is the first thing to strike you, followed by Damian’s hand coming to rest gently on your back. He guides you past his inquiring brothers and up a grand staircase. It’s not the first time you’ve been in this way. Alfred had insisted on using the door on the nights he came to pick you up, but you prefer your tree.

Damian leaves you alone to change, and you can hear him yelling at his brothers as he goes. When you’re done, you wait for Damian to come back. When he doesn’t you get a bit curious.

Damian isn’t the type to share; he likes to hog friends, partners, and especially the attention. You follow the sounds of a struggle, and nearly burst out laughing at what you see. Damian being pinned to floor, reminds you of an angry kitten trying to escape its’ mother’s hold. Todd and Grayson are sitting on him while Drake takes pictures.

You slip silently into the room and take a seat. You watch the brotherly banter with a longing. It must be nice to have a family that actually cared.

It’s several minutes before they notice you there. You want to laugh at how startled they look, but decide not to. “How the hell did you do that?” was the first question out of Todd’s mouth.

You just shrug, “I’m used to blending into the background.”

Drake bends down to Damian’s level on the floor, “Told you she’d come looking for you.”

Grayson just smiles, it’s the kind of smile that melts young girls’ hearts, and wraps little old grandmothers around a finger, “At least she used the door this time.”

Over the next several months you get to know the entirety of the Wayne family. One of them always seems to be waiting at the base of the tree for you when you come. Every time they just throw an arm around your shoulder and redirect you towards the door. You start to miss your tree.

You become surprisingly close with Bruce. You find that you have the same taste in movies and books, and often times you find yourself swapping recommendations with the older man. When the boys are out of the house you actually have time to discuss the works with him. You’re surprised at how close you become to Damian’s family.

Furthermore, you can see how it makes Damian happy. He still likes to hog your time and attention, but he’s happy that you have more people to rely on. But he’s still the one that knows you best. That’s why when he gets a sudden bad feeling one night, he doesn’t even stop to call you, he just moves.

He drives thirty over the speed limit the entire way to your house. He stops only long enough to pull the key from the ignition, before running up the fire escape to your room. When he finds the window locked, he simply breaks it, and then he’s moving towards the yelling.

You’re doing your best to shield your mother from the blows, but it’s not really helping. Damian doesn’t stop to think he just acts. He tackles your father, sending him to the ground. One punch has him knocked out, the second breaks his nose, and you’re quite sure the third fractures something in his throat. You lunge for Damian before he can get in a fourth one.

You’re bloody and bruised, and you ache all over, but you can’t help but cling to Damian. He immediately moves you away from your father before pulling you into his arms, on top of his lap. He holds you tight, whispering to you in Arabic, you catch the word beloved a few times, before allowing unconsciousness to take you.