This spell is designed to increase your self-love, self-confidence, and self-esteem. In particular, it may help you to have the confidence necessary to perform important tasks that might otherwise make you feel nervous or unsure of yourself.
I myself found this spell very helpful in preparing for several new projects I’ve been working on, and I can imagine it would work great in a variety of situations.
The only object needed to perform this spell is a bit of jewelry or something else you can wear, specifically a piece made up of beads. If you like such things, pearl necklaces work well (I used one for this), but also handmade items are a nice touch.
There are many tutorials out there for making your own beads with inexpensive materials, too. You needn’t spend a lot of money on this - any small article of beaded jewelry will work, regardless of where you got it!
You’ll want one with at least ten beads on it, but I don’t recommend trying this with more than perhaps fifty or sixty beads. Put bluntly, the more beads you use, the more powerful the spell will be, but as the number of beads increases, so does the difficulty of the spell, so keep that in mind!
You’ll also need to actually wear the beads, so be sure to choose something that you like to wear!
Beginning at the spot where the jewelry clasps together, hold a single bead between your fingers. If your jewelry doesn’t have a clasp, you can really start this process anywhere along its length - just be sure to mark that point (with a bit of yarn, perhaps) so as to not lose track of where you started.
Hold the bead in you fingers and, aloud or silently, compliment yourself. Do this in a very specific fashion. “I am clever,” is good, but “I am adept at learning new things,” is better. Try to be as specific as possible.
Move, then to the next bead, and supply yourself with another unique compliment. Continue moving along the length of your jewelry, holding each bit in turn and reciting a compliment to yourself as you touch each one.
I realize this is a somewhat daunting task, and all he compliments must be unique. Thus, it’s best to do this spell when you have a lot of time to yourself, and are not feeling stressed, in preparation for more difficult situations.
Once you have reached the end of the beads, where the clasp is (or at least where you started), you piece of jewelry is charmed and ready to wear! Don the beads whenever you need a boost of confidence. If you’re unable to wear them openly, tuck the beads into your pocket or another hiding place, but keep them on your person to experience the spell’s effects!
Thanks for reading! I hope you find this spell useful, and that your life is full of wonderful magick!
Contrary to popular beliefs about Oikawa’s self-centered personality, he’s not the type to really take care of himself. He’s got naturally pretty hair and pretty skin and pretty face - he says he’s blessed by the Oikawa genes, everyone believes it to be true.
But, again, he’s not the type to take time out for himself. He’ll cut his fingernails really short to handle the ball better and subconsciously bites what’s left out of anxiety. His hands are normally dry and rough, sometimes scraped if he landed wrongly on the ground from going after a ball; it’s a sad sight when you look at the bony structures of his wrists and his slender fingers that would, without a doubt, make his hands look beautiful if it weren’t for his lack of care towards them.
The thing is that he doesn’t care what happens to his hands or his knees or his legs or his ankles - he’s focused on one goal and that’s to improve himself. He thinks he just needs his pretty face to get by so that his other imperfections are overlooked - and he manages to get by too, except with one person.
That one person that carries moisturizers and lotions in his bag, along with polysporin and bandages and tylenol and protein bars (and maybe milk bread, if he’s got the time to get some). He watches Oikawa flirt with danger, serve after serve, set after set, spike after spike. All until he feels it right in his bones that Oikawa’s about to hit his limit and he drags him out of the court, anxious but relieved.
And in the silence of the locker room, Oikawa sits there in a blissful peace, letting Iwaizumi take his hands in his own and attempting to moisturize them, rubbing polysporin on the scrapes and cuts, whispering little warnings about overworking and not taking care of his body enough with furrowed brows. Oikawa lets his fingers wander around Iwaizumi’s jaw until his lips are kissing Oikawa’s hands - one by one, each finger, his palms, his knuckles.
“Do they feel better?”
“Mhm, much better.”
Oikawa doesn’t really take care of himself, but he’s glad there’s someone out there that’s willing to take up the challenge. One day, he thinks, he’ll learn to love himself just as much as Iwaizumi loves him.
I am!! In Love!! With Truffle and her morph!! She's so cute!! And that morph is absolutely GORGEOUS. It's making it hard for me to decide what morph I want for my first ;w;
Thanks! She’s a good girl. However, I can’t in good conscience recommend supporting the continued breeding of her morph.
She came from my very first clutch years ago. Though I lucked out and got healthy babies, I learned soon after that Super Cinnamons, Super Black Pastels, and related morphs are more likely to have spinal kinks and facial deformities. I plan to address this in Orochi High–it’s why the character Truffle has a kink in her tail.
As attractive as the morph is, I haven’t bred for it since and won’t be breeding for it ever again. If you’re set on a solid-colored snake, consider the SUMA! It’s just as dark and beautiful as the Super Cinnamon without the associated problems.
Hey guys! I created another collection of quotes from the psychologists. You know the drill! I hope you enjoy these inspirational quotes and find them inspiring too!
“The curious paradox is that when I accept myself just as I am, then I can change.”
“The good life is a process, not a state of being. It is a direction not a destination.”
“The very essence of the creative is its novelty, and hence we have no standard by which to judge it.”
“The only person who is educated is the one who has learned how to learn and change.”
“The more you know yourself, the more patience you have for what you see in others.”
“We are what we love.”
“I am what survives of me.”
“Life doesn’t make any sense without interdependence. We need each other, and the sooner we learn that, the better for us all.”
“In the social jungle of human existence, there is no feeling of being alive without a sense of identity.”
“The way you ‘take history’ is also a way of 'making history.'”
“The greatest use of a life is to spend it on something that will outlast it.”
“This life is worth living, we can say, since it is what we make it.”
“Act as if what you do makes a difference. It does.”
“When you have to make a choice and don’t make it, that is in itself a choice.”
“Believe that life is worth living and your belief will help create the fact.”
“To change ones life: Start immediately. Do it flamboyantly.”
“Truth is what works.”
“We are all ready to be savage in some cause. The difference between a good man and a bad one is the choice of the cause.”
“The greatest weapon against stress is our ability to choose one thought over another.”
“The art of being wise is the art of knowing what to overlook.”
“It is our attitude at the beginning of a difficult task which, more than anything else, will affect its successful outcome.”
“If you want a quality, act as if you already had it.”
“There is but one cause of human failure. And that is man’s lack of faith in his true self.”
“If you care enough for a result, you will most certainly attain it.”
“Begin to be now what you will be hereafter.”
“The greatest discovery of my generation is that a human being can alter his life by altering his attitudes.”
“Action may not bring happiness but there is no happiness without action.”
“Human beings can alter their lives by altering their attitudes of mind.”
“Nothing is so fatiguing as the eternal hanging on of an uncompleted task.”
“Be willing to have it so. Acceptance of what has happened is the first step to overcoming the consequences of any misfortune.”
“We have to live today by what truth we can get today and be ready tomorrow to call it falsehood.”
“The world we see that seems so insane is the result of a belief system that is not working. To perceive the world differently, we must be willing to change our belief system, let the past slip away, expand our sense of now, and dissolve the fear in our minds.”
“There are three musts that hold us back: I must do well. You must treat me well. And the world must be easy.”
“The art of love is largely the art of persistence.”
“Should you shield the canyons from the windstorms you would never see the true beauty of their carvings.”
“I believe that we are solely responsible for our choices, and we have to accept the consequences of every deed, word, and thought throughout our lifetime.”
“The ultimate lesson all of us have to learn is unconditional love, which includes not only others but ourselves as well.”
“Love is really the only thing we can possess, keep with us, and take with us.”
“The opinion which other people have of you is their problem, not yours.”
“The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of those depths.”
“Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself, and know that everything in life has purpose. There are no mistakes, no coincidences, all events are blessings given to us to learn from.”
“People are like stained - glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.”
“Consciously or not, we are all on a quest for answers, trying to learn the lessons of life. We grapple with fear and guilt. We search for meaning, love, and power. We try to understand fear, loss, and time. We seek to discover who we are and how we can become truly happy.”
“There is only one meaning of life: the act of living itself.”
“The task we must set for ourselves is not to feel secure, but to be able to tolerate insecurity.”
“There can be no real freedom without the freedom to fail.”
“If I am what I have and if I lose what I have who then am I?”
“Creativity requires the courage to let go of certainties.”
“Only the person who has faith in himself is able to be faithful to others.”
“Man knows much more than he understands.”
“It is easier to fight for one’s principles than to live up to them.”
“The only normal people are the ones you don’t know very well.”
“The chief danger in life is that you may take too many precautions.”
“Being entirely honest with oneself is a good exercise.”
“In order to succeed, people need a sense of self-efficacy, to struggle together with resilience to meet the inevitable obstacles and inequities of life.”
“What is necessary to change a person is to change his awareness of himself.”
“If you plan on being anything less than you are capable of being, you will probably be unhappy all the days of your life.”
“If you only have a hammer, you tend to see every problem as a nail.”
“The ability to be in the present moment is a major component of mental wellness.”
“What a man can be, he must be. This need we call self-actualization.”
“A musician must make music, an artist must paint, a poet must write, if he is to be ultimately at peace with himself.”
“Thou shalt free thyself from convention, from everyday morality.”
“Life itself still remains a very effective therapist.”
B. F. Skinner
“When you run into something interesting, drop everything else and study it.”
“I did not direct my life. I didn’t design it. I never made decisions. Things always came up and made them for me. That’s what life is.”
“The way positive reinforcement is carried out is more important than the amount.”
“A failure is not always a mistake, it may simply be the best one can do under the circumstances. The real mistake is to stop trying.”
“Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.”
“As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being.”
“A man who has not passed through the inferno of his passions has never overcome them.”
“In all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order.”
“There is no coming to consciousness without pain.”
“The word 'happiness’ would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness.”
“Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darknesses of other people.”
“We should not pretend to understand the world only by the intellect. The judgement of the intellect is only part of the truth.”
“It all depends on how we look at things, and not how they are in themselves.”
“Follow that will and that way which experience confirms to be your own.”
“Nobody, as long as he moves about among the chaotic currents of life, is without trouble.”
“The least of things with a meaning is worth more in life than the greatest of things without it.”
“Knowledge rests not upon truth alone, but upon error also.”
“Man needs difficulties; they are necessary for health.”
“We cannot change anything until we accept it. Condemnation does not liberate, it oppresses.”
“Mistakes are, after all, the foundations of truth, and if a man does not know what a thing is, it is at least an increase in knowledge if he knows what it is not.”
“The most intense conflicts, if overcome, leave behind a sense of security and calm that is not easily disturbed. It is just these intense conflicts and their conflagration which are needed to produce valuable and lasting results.”
“Man is not a machine that can be remodeled for quite other purposes as occasion demands, in the hope that it will go on functioning as regularly as before but in a quite different way. He carries his whole history with him; in his very structure is written the history of mankind.”
So i followed this blog and their drawing is DIVINE. Its really good and i recently learned that they are 16. This made me very self concious because i am 16 ! Why cant i be like her ? Honestly i havent really found my style yet in terms of drawing digitally and its really frustrating to look at someone ur age (especially younger) who can draw better than you. Do u have any advice ?
Try not to compare yourself to other people, especially in terms of age. Age in someone’s drawing journey has literally zero importance.
This person you followed… You never know how much time they have put into learning how to draw. It’s not only how many years they have drawn, because the person might be drawing for five years say once a week, and someone can draw for five years drawing every single day making a bunch of sketches. You never know someone’s background.
Sometimes people are going to be better than you, sometimes you’re going to meet people much younger than you who are much, much better. Maybe they are naturally more gifted, maybe they have drawn extremely a lot, much much more than you yet have.
Take your frustration and put it into the right way, practice more, learn more, draw more often. Try to not self-pity yourself and get self conscious because you “can’t be like her”. Someone’s success never diminishes yours.
And don’t forget that you are already better than someone else. There is someone who is worse than you, there is someone who is better. It’s life and the only way is to accept how things work.
I love your blog so much!! I keep reading it before bed because it always gives me good thoughts~! Lol! I was wondering how you think the rfa boys would respond to/take care of a mc that always gets really dizzy/disoriented after sex? Sorry if that sounds weird, it's a problem I have and am always worried it will freak people out. Sorry my English is not that good, I am still learning. Thank you very much for running your blog! I love it very much!
Hello anon, I’m sorry this took a while.
Hope this is as you expected! Thank youu~~
He’ll freak out when MC suddenly stumbles when getting off the bed.
He thought he was too much
Will probably restrain their drive from before and resist being too rough (especially Jumin with all his ‘rules’)
Until MC realizes he wasn’t being himself and asked him about it.
That’s when MC tells Jumin about her problem
Jumin will find the best doctor to help MC with her problem, afraid it was something serious.
MC was going to the bathroom when she couldn’t walk in a straight line and even almost banged her head to the bathroom door
They both laughed it off.
Zen, inside, was being proud of himself that a night with him makes MC that overwhelmed
But when the problem persists he’s quite worried. MC assured him it was fine
So they resolved by Zen giving MC extra after-care.
Carries her to the bathroom, take a bath together, practically never let her leave the bed on her own
Major freaking out
He thought he hurt MC, or they had done it when MC wasn’t feeling prime
Probably be guilty for a moment
MC, after coming from her dizzy state, assures him it was fine.
He’s still afraid of doing it with MC but after time, he’s learned to handle it.
Actually MC takes joy in seeing him worrying cutely.
At first he thought MC was joking with him, they’re the prankster couple after all.
But after MC kept stumbling and stumbling, he changed 180degrees.
He immediately scooped MC up and just let her rest.
Probably stops doing it with MC for a long time because he was afraid he would hurt her
MC would be long frustrated and would come up with ways to assure him that she’s fine.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE!💗💕💓💗
Its already your 23th birthday. Time passes so fast, isn’t it? Oh well, where should I even star?
I feel like we dont deserve you, we amrys and I. Everything about you is just too much. You are too kind, too soft, genuine, hardworking, talented, beautiful…Just too good for this world :’-) You are the person I look ap to. Someone who followed his dreams no matter what would other people say or think. Someone who worked his ass out to be where he is now and prove everyone who didn’t believe in him wrong. I am proud. You made me want to become a better person, I am so greatful to you. I actually learned so much about life, love, care and friendship from you. And I am not even kidding! I am still very young and its really important for me to have my idol. I am happy coz my idol is you and none else.
I love everything about you, your personality, rapping, dancing, singing, your voice, you laugh, your smile, those cute little dimples and that cute shape of your mouth when you are in a bad mood…ughh the list could go on and on…
I want you to be happy in life, really happy, healthy, to find someone who will be your other half. I want all your dreams to become true. I honsetly want you to have all happiness from this world coz you truly deserve it.
Thank you once again, for all your hardwork, music, amazing performances, for taking care of other mambers and for always being a mood maker.
You are really our golden hyung❤
We all love you Hoseok! Be happy! Happy birthday! 사랑해~!💗
Ok..so this turned out to be a long ass message. I am not even sure if people would read this. I just needed to say it and get it out of my chest. I could write so much more but it would never end then lol😂
((I hope you like it! I LOVE it! My Targaryen feels are even
greater now though so…oops? Lol))
They found you in the woods of the Stormlands after taking Griffin’s
Roost. There was a war raging throughout ALL of Westeros, and so they had been
able to land and secure the Stormlands for their own before any of the five
kings could stop them. Where there was five, there was now six with the long
lost son of Prince Rhaegar, Aegon the Sixth of his name, being yet another claimant
to the throne.
Hello there! (I hope this isn't a bother) - I would like to ask if you have any specific way in which you begin a drawing; e.g. start with basic shapes, or just go where the lines lead you, etc.? I would also love to say that your artwork is absolutely stunning - the amount of character and movement you put into it always amazes me and inspires me to go and draw straight away. :P Thank you so much for creating art, it's always great to see a post from you! (Thanks for reading all of this, too!)
Hello! It’s not a bother at all. Thank you for dropping by! *Blushing intensifies* Goodness, thank you so much! Oh dear, I get quite nervous when sharing my rough sketches, haha. However, since you and a fair few people asked very nicely I could show you a couple. I am still learning though so please bear with me.
I use a mixture of basic shapes and improvised lines, if that makes sense? I tend to keep the drawings quick and fairly rough to try and get more motion.
Then I draw another sketch on top to clean things up, add details and fix mistakes. I still make mistakes regardless, haha.
Using the cleaner sketch I make my lines. More often than not I make changes from the original sketch to fix mistakes or to improve the drawing somewhat.
And there we have it! Slap some colours and break open the juice boxes to reward yourself. You completed a drawing and are a step closer to improving!
Oh goodness, that was long. To be honest, I usually have no idea what I am doing. It involves a fair bit of drawing and redrawing but that is my process, haha. I’m so flattered that you would want drawing advice from me. Thank you so much! I hope that helped!
(Gif: Mr. Norrell, Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell. ISTJ)
When I took the test,I was typed as an INFJ the first time and an ISFJ the second time but when I read the description,it never fit me so I kept looking.I came across realistic,objective descriptions of ISTJ and I knew that I found what I was searching for.
Introverted Sensing: My memories are extremely important.I would feel incomplete without them.One of my worst fear (along with losing my sanity and my mobility) is having Alzheimer’s. I trust my past experiences to know how to act in the present. My brain is so accustomed to compare the present to the past that I very often get a feeling of deja vu. Everything in my present have ties to the past : my hobbies are connected to the past ones (as a child,I loved Greek and Latin mythology. Now, I love mythology in general.)
I’m sentimental and I can be really nostalgic. My past made me who I am and shaped my personality.I can be stuck in the past and unable to let go past hurts,wounds,insults,bad experiences,grudges. I can also be resistant to change unless I am proved that it is beneficial. I enjoy my personal routines.It gives me a sense of stability and peace without which I can not live.
I don’t really see myself as traditionalist in the sense of “in the society you live in, it had always been this way so you will do it like this.” If that was the case,I would let the boys in my class be the boss. Marriage and having children would be an very important goal and I wouldn’t be a feminist and a self-identified demigirl and possibly demisexual and demiromantic.
I often get annoyed at people who want to force me to try new things. I know what I like and don’t like and I know I will not like it so why bother ?
My tastes are very specific and on the expensive side.I love anything that delight my senses in a quiet way : good food, chocolate, salty and spicy things, a fresh drink during a hot day,comfortable clothes,soft and high quality fabrics,walk barefoot on the cool floor,long and hot showers,
pleasant perfumes,sweetly scented candles, hygiene products that smell good, beautiful music, the sound of the rain, a lovely landscape, an elegant and refined decoration,the feeling of well-being you get after a long walk…
I am very attentive to my physical needs and very aware of my body’s reactions. I can’t understand how some people can completely forget their body and its needs. For me, it’s unthinkable. History is my favorite subject in school and I learn about it as much as possible by myself. I am fascinated by the history of a lot of countries (especially my own) and I enjoy connecting what happened in one specific country to the international situation during this period. I like visiting museums,watching historical documentaries and films,
reading books and using the internet to satisfy my thirst of knowledge. I deeply respect antiquities and relics.
I see the past as a source of knowledge and wisdom. History always repeats itself and we are fool if we think we can escape the past (Go see Fighting the Hate by MangaEngel on Deviantart. It’s crying the ugly truth no one wants to acknowledge.) I think we should look deeply in the past,see what had worked and where we have failed and use this information to build a better future. I’m tired of seeing each generation think that they will not repeat the mistakes of their elders and that in the end they still make the same mistakes.
My memory is good but selective.I easily remember useful information,
things that interest me or are stupid but I am very bad with people’s name and face.I often think about the past and I love analyzing it.
(Gif: Abbey from Sleepy Hollow. ISTJ.)
Extroverted Thinking: I love structure and organization. I want clear and precise rules,limits and instructions,and detailed explanations and advice. I want things to make sense and be organized and logical. I have high standards for myself and others and I expect effectiveness and competence. My patience for incompetence, foolishness and lack of maturity and responsibility is very thin. I become annoyed very easily if people can’t do their job correctly. Planning and organization are natural for me. The moment I wake up, I began to organize my day in my head. I dislike improvisation and not knowing what I will do. Despite the appearances,I procrastinate often. However, I never miss deadlines. I loathe being late.
I am a down to earth, practical, pragmatic, realistic and no-nonsense person. I’m blunt and straightforward on most things. I dislike it when people are not plainspoken. Tact and diplomacy are not my specialties. My common sense is solid and extremely present. I don’t want to be in the spotlight and I am not interested by being the boss but if I see that the leader does a poor job, I will take charge. The dependable stereotype is true and if I promised to do something,I will do it. I am repulsed by the idea of not keeping my promises.
Introverted Feeling: My feelings are deep and strong, and I have trouble understanding and controlling them but I hide it. I internalize everything. I am unable to talk about what I feel,which can be very unhealthy. I am extremely reserved and private. I fiercely protect my thoughts, feelings and private life. I am not very expressive and affectionate. I show my love and affection by doing things. I keep everything to myself and I almost never open up. If I confide to someone, I will only say a little and only talk about the situation, never my feelings themselves. I need time alone everyday to function. I like my space and I respect people’s space. I am not a physical person: physical contacts are rare to nonexistent depending of the person with me, and I always keep some distance between myself and others. I am sensitive and take everything seriously. I try to be more detached without much success.
I also have a romantic and dreamy side that very few people know about. I have a strong moral and ethical code. If I don’t respect my values, I feel extremely sick and guilty. I have quite a black and white vision of the world even if I am aware that grey is the dominant color. I dislike talking about my values but I am ready to defend them. That’s one of the only moments you will see me passionate and fierce. I am very independent and a lone wolf. I never tried to fit in group at school and never felt any desire to do so. I think in term of individual rather than group. I have a strong sense of identity and I will not change to please others (my grandmother asked me many time to be more feminine.I never changed. She also asked to my mother to get me and my sister baptized before herd death, we completely refused.) I have a live and let live attitude unless one of my deepest values is violate. My life is my business and people’s life are their business. Everybody has the right to live his/her life as they want. Besides, you don’t have to judge people. You’re not in their shoes. I am not good when feelings are involved. Consoling someone is hard for me and I suck at giving emotional advice and support. I don’t know how others see me. (I am just sure that I come across as aloof and reserved.)
Extroverted Intuition: On one side,this function makes me prone to catastrophe thinking and panic when things don’t go according to the plan. I am pessimistic and I always think the worst will happen. On the other side,it gives me an intense curiosity. I love analyzing things, try to see beyond the surface and compare what people say to the reality. I have various interest I want to pursue (sociology, psychology, parapsychology, mythology, history, symbolism,
religions, languages, foreign cultures… ).“Why” has been my question since I was little. Ne also helps me to accept change and alter my views on what I want from the future.
I am a Gemini moon and in absolute love with a Virgo sun. I always came across your posts on Virgo and never understood what is so special about this sign... But now I am mesmerized.💖 The best part of being in love with my Virgo is... That earlier I lived in my mind and now suddenly I am aware of my body.... It's something I never felt before... Being whole
i know how you feel, Virgo is my favorite sign because i love the interaction in real time they provide but the esoteric and ancient writings on virgo are absolutely beautiful, and very, intense, actually hard to learn which is good, this sign was revered, hence the ancients exalted Virgo in Mercury - its planet of rulership, it hints at the spiritual excess in this sign. I love your message. Thank you 💖
The more i learn about Game Dev, the deeper in Love i fall.
3 weeks of learning to code properly and the things that I have created have been astounding. Well for me anyway hahah. From drifting trucks, to multiplayer tanks, to flying sims and even Minecraft. well poor mans Minecraft hahah.
Beauty and the Beast “It’s the End of the World As We Know It”
Hey y’all! I’m Mel. What you are about to read is the beginning of my very first fan fiction story. In fact this is the first piece of fiction I have written in over a decade.
A few months ago, my dear friend @kiaschronicles opened my eyes to a whole new world where our favorite couple, Richonne, existed outside of the confines of our television screens. They came alive in stories like @birdnmouse’s The Head and the Heart and @cake-by-thepound‘s Palm Trees. I fell in love with fan fiction after reading their beautiful stories as well as the brilliant works of writers like @blacklitchick, @grungedaddykinks, @jdmfanfiction, and @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash to name just a few. The beauty of fan fiction is it allows you to fall even more in love with characters you already adore. These wonderful writers allow you to explore the many facets of these character’s personalities and the possibility that comes with seeing a story through another artist’s eye.
While reading some really fun Negan fan fiction, I kept coming across posts about a Negan fan fiction writing challenge ran by the lovely @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash in which you select a particular prompt to write about. One of the prompts caught my eye, but I ignored it. Then I continued to see the post and for days my imagination ran wild. Finally, I asked her if she would be willing to take a newbie and, well, here we are.
The wedding night…. The gif (not mine) seemed fitting. NSFW, and honestly, probably the longest smut scene I’ve ever written. What can I say, he took over the writing. I had no choice haha. Hope you guys enjoy it!
The feast had been fun, full of family
and friends wishing you well. The Vikings were there, too, clapping
and cheering anytime Hvitserk turned his attention to you. He’d
grinned sheepishly, trying to explain to you it was their way of
preparing them for—he didn’t know the word—what happens when a
man and woman are alone together.
You buried your blushing face in your
hands and murmured the word to him, mortified. “Coupling,” he
repeated slowly, savoring the feel of it on his tongue. He grinned at
you, seeming amused by your embarrassment, and asked, “Have you
done this coupling before?”
You shook your head, still blushing,
damn that heathen, and explained, “It is sin for a woman to couple
with a man who is not her husband.” The watching Vikings must have
guessed the topic of conversation from your face, for they hooted
louder than ever.
“It is easy,” Hvitserk assured you,
jade eyes roaming over your body with wanton hunger. You could
practically read the sinful thoughts in his heathen mind. It should
have disgusted you, but he was your husband, wedded in the church,
with the blessing of God and your family. You smiled slowly at him
over your goblet.
Just before the two of you went off to
the chamber your parents had prepared for you to share, Hvitserk’s
brother Bjorn, the tall man with the long blond braid, handed him a
large jug and two cups. Bjorn offered you a small smile, clapping a
hand on your shoulder, before lumbering off to sit with his men.
And now here you were, watching
Hvitserk pour the drink from the jug into the cups.”Back home, a
husband and wife drink honey mead for the first month after their
wedding,” he explained, handing you a cup. “It brings good health
and fortune.” Pagan superstition, but the drink was almost as sweet
on your tongue as your wedding kiss had been. Hvitserk sat down and
settled himself against the carved wooden headboard. He patted the
place beside him, motioning for you to sit.
You did, and he turned to look at you,
taking a long pull from his cup. “What was your priest saying? I
did not understand that language.”
“It’s from the Bible.”
“But what does it mean, Y/n?” He
asked, smiling. “I want to know what I’m getting into here.”
You blushed, suddenly shy. “It has
always been one of my favorites.” You looked away, quietly
reciting, “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does
not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not
self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always
protects, always hopes, always trusts, always perseveres.”
You brought the cup to your lips to
distract yourself, took a large gulp of the mead, and felt its warmth
falling into your belly. You began to relax. “Pretty words, but I
do not know what some of them mean. My Frankish is not very good.”
He smiled at you, green eyes warm. “When you learn my language,
will you tell it to me again, in words I can understand?”
You nodded, suddenly bold. “Yes. But
only if you do something for me.”
“Anything, wife,” Hvitserk
You took another gulp of mead to steady
yourself. “In the church, you promised we would not be interrupted
the next time you kiss me.”
“So I did.”
“I am ready for the next kiss.”
Hvitserk bit his lip nervously as he leaned in. You closed the small
space between your mouths and felt him respond eagerly. He pulled you
onto his lap, circling his arms around your waist.
He broke the kiss to lean his forehead
against yours, a crooked little smile on his face. “I know you have
never done this coupling before, but,” he grasped your hand, kissed
the palm softly, and brought it to an alarming hardness in the front
of his trousers. You’d heard the whisperings of the kitchen maids,
and your mother just yesterday had tried to tell you what your new
husband would expect from you. Between those two things, you had
thought yourself prepared.
The shock of his manhood under your
hand proved how naive you were, and you couldn’t stop the small,
breathy “oh” that escaped your lips. You knew your eyes must be
the size of dinner plates, because Hvitserk laughed, the corners of
his eyes crinkling in a merry, impish grin. “I am hungry for you,
Y/n.” His voice was low and husky, sending shivers down your spine,
and you didn’t protest as he pushed you back to lay on the bed.
His impatient hands fumbled to undo
your wedding dress, but after only a few moments of struggling, he
pulled a short knife from his belt. He grabbed the lace collar of
your dress and pulled it away from your skin before dragging the
knife roughly through the entire length of your wedding dress. The
material was stiff and thick, and you found yourself thinking it
might just have been faster to get a maid to undress you. Despite
that, you couldn’t deny the strange thrill the ripping sound awoke in
your belly; you shivered when the cold steel point of the knife
kissed your skin. He was careful not to cut you.
He parted the dress with his hands,
moaning. “So beautiful. And every inch of you mine to devour.” He
pulled the green tunic over his head, then shimmied out of his
trousers. You were unprepared for the sight of him fully before you.
His shoulders were broad and his hips lean, beneath his skin you
could see lines of rippling muscle and bulging tendons. A few light
scars crisscrossed his arms—a warrior’s body. There was not a
single bit of him that looked soft or weak, and you found yourself
afraid. Was a man’s prick supposed to be that large? Surely he would
break you beneath his hard body? Such a man was obviously crafted for
fighting, not for loving.
But then he leaned down, lowering his
weight to rest on you with surprising gentleness. He began by
nibbling the shell of your ear, sending an unexpected shudder down
your body. He grinned, pleased with himself, and planted a trail of
sloppy kisses from your neck to your breasts. He paused here, first
hefting them in his hands, squeezing them gently. He then rolled your
nipples between his thumb and forefinger, watching the way they
sprang to attention at his touch. You couldn’t dent his attentions
felt good, stoking the small flame the mead built in your stomach.
He smiled up at you, gauging your
reaction, before slipping your right nipple into his mouth. You
gasped at warmth as his tongue traced a circle around it. You rubbed
your thighs together, instinctively trying to ease the sudden,
throbbing ache between them. Hvitserk released your breast only to
attend to the other, and your fingers clenched in the linen
bedsheets. He dragged his teeth slowly, softly across your nipple,
drawing a needy keen from your mouth. Hvitserk grinned up at you.
“You like this.” He rose up to kiss your mouth, drinking in your
desire like the honeyed mead. “I like it, too.”
And with that, he kissed down your
stomach. He nipped at each of your hipbones in turn before tracing
the ridge of them with his eager tongue and finally he parted your
legs, still rubbing hopelessly together. He settled himself on his
elbows, easily tossing your thighs over his shoulders and anchoring
you in place with those strong hands of his. “Does it ache for me
here, konan min?” He took one finger and slowly teased along the
outside of your entrance. The breath escaped you, somewhere between a
sob and a gasp. “I will take care of it,” Hvitserk promised.
Watching him discover you had been a
pleasure all its own, the way his eyes lit at everything he found
making you feel beautiful and cherished. His hungry mouth on your
skin had awakened an appetite in you long suppressed, that you had
always believed to be shameful. Slowly he moved his face toward your
throbbing center. But despite the need coursing through you, some
part of you still feared angering God. “Hvitserk,” you called,
“that is sin.”
“I think sin is something your god
made up to keep you from pleasure,” he told you, matter-of-fact.
“But I do not care about his silly rules.” His tongue dipping
into your folds drove all thoughts of sin from your mind; Hvitserk
took the task of devouring you very seriously. His tongue traced
along the outer edge of your entrance, light and playful. You arched
your back, moaning and needy. His tongue pushed into you, gentle and
warm, and you felt yourself begin to come apart at the seams.
After a few slow licks, he took your
nub into his mouth. He sucked gently and simultaneously flicked his
tongue across it. Your hips bucked against him, his strong arms
holding you in place as you squirmed, a panting, half-sobbing mess.
His attentions on that sensitive bud brought the ache between your
thighs to something unbearable. “Hvitserk,” you whimpered, a plea
that he answered joyfully by inserting a finger into your aching
He pumped his hand in time with the
gentle flicks of his tongue, but just when you thought surely you
would die, he stopped. The sudden loss of his mouth and finger
shocked you like cold water, and you cried out in protest as he
crawled up your body. “The first time you come, it will be from my
cock.” His mouth and chin were shiny with your juices, and you
could taste your own pleasure as he kissed you. One of his hands was
between your legs, you felt the blunt head of his prick pushing
against your tight entrance. Again you wondered if it would fit
He slid himself into you slowly, his
lips parted in pleasure as he gazed down at you from beneath hooded
lids. It hurt a little, the great pressure of him filling you to
bursting, but this sweet pain was the answer to the ache he’d spent
so long awakening in your body. He paused when he was fully inside
you, his jade eyes falling closed as he claimed your mouth in a warm,
slow kiss. He opened his eyes to meet yours, slowly pulling his hips
back from yours. He pressed his hips forward against yours again,
chuckling breathlessly as your eyes widened in pleasure.
The next time he moved into you again,
your hips rose to meet his and he threw back his head and moaned,
“yes, konan min, yes.” He began to move faster, encouraged by
your responsiveness. Your arms circled him of their own volition,
fingers curling into the steel muscles coiled beneath the smooth skin
of his back. The feeling of coming undone grew in you again, coiling
thick and hot between your legs until one hard thrust had your entire
body spasming around Hvitserk’s cock, a primal shout ripped from your
His breathing was as unsteady as yours
as he twitched within you, spilling his seed with one final push into
you. His hard body melted against you, warm and heavy, both of you
too spent to disentangle yourselves just yet. After a few moments he
lifted his head from it rested on your breast, a lazy smile curving
up the corners of his mouth. His green eyes were warm and sleepy as
he met your gaze. “I think your god would be ashamed of you,” he
teased lightly. “You were just as hungry for me as I was for you.”
He pressed his nose against yours as
you replied, as primly as you could when your breathing still hadn’t
steadied, “We are married. It is not a sin for us to couple.” He
pulled his softening cock from you; you were surprised at the
tenderness between your thighs.
He noticed your wince and brought a
hand to gently stroke your jawline. “Your body will get used to
it.” He reached to the small stand beside the bed and handed you a
cup of the mead from earlier. “This will help to dull it.” You
took a sip, feeling the warmth spread slowly through you as Hvitserk
grabbed an apple and took a bite. “Hungry?” He asked, and you
shook your head, laughing.
“Your hunger knows no bounds!” You
exclaimed, smiling at him.
A slow smirk spread across his face,
his green eyes glinting with wicked mischief. “You have no idea,
konan min.” As tired as your body was, his husky tone and the look
in his eyes still managed to ignite some flame within you. It seemed
you were as insatiable as your husband.
I want to learn Finnish. I have seen the recourse post, I'm reading stuff a little - I'm at a very basic level at is point still. I don't know how to make it easy. I see notes written + I like them but don't know the best way if laying out my own. I already speak Swedish so I have it a little asker than many but would really appreciate some advice. It's weird because I've struggled with MFLs my whole life but am very good at Latin and Ancient Greek. Thank you
There’s no easy way actually. You can try games and apps but there will always be some difficult parts. About notes, don’t focus on making them pretty but efficient. After all, you use those notes for learning. Yeah, the aesthetics are nice and i like when i look at pretty notes, but fancy notes aren’t the proof that you’re amazing in your target language.
Let’s give you some suggestions to make your learning journey more pleasant.
You have to take notes, if you want to make them pretty, go ahead but better make them simple and pay attention to what you write, don’t just copy-paste from a book. Try to study 25 min and take a break of 5 and after2 hours, you deserve a chocolate cake! And a break of 20-30 minutes.
You can use apps, sites, YouTube for learning vocabulary. After you learn your new words, see if you can find a song with them. (Ex. If you learned the colours, check YouTube and see what you can find there) if YouTube has nothing, then check Linguarana (a chrome extension).
Another tip for vocabulary is Flewent(chrome extension) which replaces a certain % of your words in your target language and at the end you get sentences like “i like the ciel”.
Try to learn the words in sentences, not one by one, it might help you more.
Write daily a short paragraph, even if it’s basic and it is about your shoes, it’s great, it’s practice.
Try to write something using the words you have learned.
Listen to music~
Watch stuff in your target language, since you are a beginner you are allowed to watch Finnish movies with English subs.
Don’t worry if you don’t understand what you hear, you get used to the sounds.
Begin with stories for kids. Make your own vocab lists for each story/chapter and remember to review those lists! They aren’t ornaments.
Try to set a daily “quest” like 1 chapter or 1 story.
Beginners tend to be shy so talk to a plush toy or your pet. Talking to yourself is a solution too.
Sing~ when you sing you improve your pronunciation, which is a good thing, you don’t want to say something in the wrong way and insult someone.
Repeat when you hear something new. I know that all have that tiny super duper little voice in their head who has an amazing pronunciation but when you try to reproduce what you hear, the cruel reality is going to hit you. So repeat any new stuff.
Try to do something daily related to your studies. It’s okay to have days off but be careful not to stop completely. Hope these help, good luck with your studies~ ^^