just one more thing before going to sleep

Lord of Shadows playlist

tmi-city-of-bones15-blog said:Hey Cassie, I was wondering if you have a Playlist for each book that you write? Or if you have something to inspire you on those moments?

I do! You can find old ones on this tumblr, and here is the one for Lord of Shadows! (Sometimes people complain the songs aren’t new — I tend to mix up old and new songs, and remember, the book was written last year!)

Lord of Shadows

Six Blade Knife, Dire Straits

Your six blade knife can do anything for you
Anything you want it to
One blade for breaking my heart
One blade for tearing me apart
Your six blade knife can do anything for you

Fuck It And Whatever, The Echo-Friendly

We are sleeping in a rainstorm
With no lightning rod
So please remember my love
As we lie in the arms of an angry vengeful God

And I know we can’t stay together
But I’ll keep you safe forever
And I know that sounds heavy
But fuck it and whatever

Kill Your Heroes AWOL NATION

Well I met an old man dying on a train.
No more destination, no more pain.
Well he said one thing, before I graduate
“Never let your fear decide your fate.”

I say kill your heroes and fly, fly, baby don’t cry.
No need to worry ‘cause, everybody will die.
Every day we just go, go, baby don’t go.
Don’t you worry we love you more than you know.

Blood in the Cut, K. Flay

Met back up with the boy I love
Cried on the streets of San Francisco
I don’t have an agenda
All I do is pretend to be ok so my friends
Can’t see my heart in the blender
Lately, I’ve been killing all my time
Reading through your messages my favorite way to die
Take my head and kick it in
Break some bread for all my sins
Say a word, do it soon
It’s too quiet in this room

Sweet Disaster — Dreamers

Some nights feel like every night
This one feels brand new
Only got bad things on my mind
When I’m with you

Tell me that you need me on the floor
Passed out in your dirty clothes
Ask me what the hell I’m looking for
Like you don’t know

Shatter in the Night — Vesperteen

Laying in the yard and we worship the stars  

And I blow your mind while you kiss my scars. 

We rise and we fall. We’re floating 

And all our time’s revolving around what we see as true 

But it’s breaking me and it’s breaking you

Every Other Weekend — Annie Rapid (always makes me think of Livvy & Ty)

But we are one 

For you are here 

Inside a place so far away 

My brother always near 

It’s every other weekend 

And it’s in the messages they send 

Broken promises will mend 

For all these things we can’t count on 

Will one day make us grow up strong

No Mermaid — Sinead Lohan

we went down to the edge of the water
you were afraid to go in
you said there might be sharks out there in the ocean
and i said i’m only going for a swim

i was swimming around in a circle
i wasn’t always in view
you said we might get into red flag danger
and i am alone when i’m not with you

but i am no mermaid
and i am no fisherman’s slave
i am no mermaid
i keep my head above the waves 

Breaking Free — Night Riots

You’re not my savior, just someone I used to see
I am broken
Something’s wrong inside of me
I feel violent
Like I’m dying
I feel broken
Maybe I’m just breaking free

These Taming Blues — Joe Tex

Is it ever gonna not be so hard to see you around?
Am I really really really really gonna have to leave town?

I mean I called upon a bunch of angels calling angels ain’t you supposed to come and take away these blues?

All five kinds of rains

All nine kinds of thunder and

Eighteen white horses who will not ever come to me!

Don’t plant your feet, love, in that garden of blame.

Don’t break me no more, love.

I’m already tame.

Home  American Authors

I’ve got these letters tattooed on my arm
That remind me each second of where I come from
And the long hard road to get me back home

I’m not trying to part the ocean waves
I’m not trying to overthrow the throne
I’m just trying to find a way to make it back home

In Our Bedroom After the War — Stars

Wake up! Say good morning to that sleepy person lying next to you
If there’s no one there, then there’s no one there, but at least the war is over
It’s us – yes, we’re back again, here to see you through, 'til the days end
And if the night comes, and the night will come, well at least the war is over

Meet me in the Woods — Lord Huron

How long, baby, have I been away?
Oh, it feels like ages though you say it’s only days
There ain’t language for the things I’ve seen, yeah
And the truth is stranger than my own worst dreams

Anna Lee — firekid

Sinking sand
When I sleep
I see her ghost
Siren’s hand pulling me six feet below
Wasted dreams
Built it for two
Inherited her color scheme
Now it’s my tomb

Originally posted by theadventurouslife4us

Small devotional acts.

  • Take a nighttime walk*
  • Go stargazing*
  • Get a good night’s rest*
  • Wear/have more blue goldstone
  • Learn a new star or constellation each week
  • Stay up late, do something you enjoy without fearing the dark*
  • Sleep with your windows open
  • Burn a candle that represents the stars when you’re in a place where they aren’t visible
  • Sleep in every once and a while
  • Watch an astronomy documentary
  • Be extra polite to those that have to work the night shift
  • Wear dark colors
  • Learn about which animals are active at night in your area (not just the obvious nocturnal ones)
  • Go for a night drive
  • Go camping - sleep outside at night*
  • Do divination at night
  •  Listen to music with your headphones in. Tune out the world sometimes
  • Use silver, black, and gold glitter
  • Plant some flowers that only bloom at night
  • Use a star/constellation app
  • Read the House of Night series*
  • Watch the evening light fade away into darkness – even if it’s only through your window
  • Wear more things with the stars or planets on them
  • Defend someone who is vulnerable*
  • Turn your electronics off a couple hours before bed each night 
  • Drink an herbal tea with cinnamon before bed
  • If you’re staying up late already, make your night productive. Complete some homework, tidy up your room, etc.
  • Keep a dream journal
  • Learn how to identify owls by their calls
  • Make the night sky your screensaver/home screen
  • Wear scents that remind you of the night
  • Many, many, many other things not said here

*Were contributed by the lovely @sanctuarywitch


warning: triggers apply. adult language, sexual themes, violence, offensive subjects, offensive behaviors. please read & reblog with caution.

❛ And what exactly does “hooked up” mean? ❜
❛ It’s like a car wreck… you can’t not watch. ❜
❛ What’s that smell? It’s either vomit or fancy cheese. ❜
❛ There is no God. We’re all gonna die. ❜
❛ The hell? You’re supposed to negotiate! ❜
❛ If you’re looking for money, I don’t have any yet.  ❜
❛ How do you feel about metal splinters to the eye? ❜
❛ Are you up-to-date on your rabies shots? ❜
❛ I don’t like that you’re getting hurt on purpose to make money. ❜
❛ You’re kidding me? You’re actually serious about this shit? ❜
❛ You’re kinda growing on me. ❜
❛ Wanna see how fast I can unhook your bra? ❜
❛ You make my life a living hell and I want you out of here now. ❜
❛ Half of the world has penises, why do people get so upset about seeing them? ❜
❛ You’re nothing but a warm mouth to me. ❜
❛ I think I’m depressed. I’ve been feeling kind of funky lately. ❜
❛ I never said it was yours. You just wanted it to be. ❜
❛ Wouldn’t be the first time somebody’s disappointed me. ❜
❛ I don’t mean to be an asshole. It’s just… genetic. ❜
❛ Fuck you is what you were invited to. ❜
❛ I can’t even begin to imagine what kind of pussy you’d be in juvie. ❜
❛ I want normal people problems. Like, am I getting enough fiber? ❜
❛ Hey, I think I just insulted myself. ❜
❛ Hey! What the fuck man! He’s/she’s dead! ❜
❛ Oh, could you be a little more vague? ❜
❛ You came all the way down here to talk about my pubes? ❜
❛ How the fuck do you not have a gun? ❜
❛ Sure you’re ready to pop your armed robbery cherry? ❜
❛ You should have seen your face. ❜
❛ You don’t know who you messed with, bitch. ❜
❛ You fuck with the bull, you get an ass full of horns! ❜
❛ I’m not used to having people yell at me all day long. ❜
❛ I have this friend. I think you two might really hit it off. ❜
❛ I’ve seen you put out after the first drink. ❜
❛ You know, I’d hug you but neither of us would like that. ❜
❛ I don’t get why just don’t use her/his face for target practice. ❜
❛ I want a fucking lawyer motherfucker! ❜
❛ You’re covering your own ass and you know it. ❜
❛ You know I used a condom. ❜
❛ Do you know where I can buy a gun? ❜
❛ You think you scare me? Bring it, bitch! ❜
❛ I’m starting to get fucking homicidal. ❜
❛ I will make this kitchen my bitch. ❜
❛ They’re having a party for kids across the street. No booze. ❜
❛ A shrink at school says I’m one of God’s mistakes. ❜
❛ I believe the answer to that question, like the answer to most questions, is fuck you! ❜
❛ Did the two of us finish an entire gallon of box wine the other night? ❜
❛ I can’t handle anything up my ass without alcohol! ❜
❛ I’d be crying right now if I wasn’t so high. ❜
❛ I’m not my dad. You hear me? I’m not my fucking dad! ❜
❛ I would never do half the shit that you’ve done to us. Why are you even here? ❜
❛ Even the homeless get better stuff than us. ❜
❛ I am just as likely as anyone of this family to make something of myself. ❜
❛ You want to get shit faced in the middle of the day.  ❜
❛ You have no money yet you’re going into a grocery store. Interesting. ❜
❛ Let’s go get drunk and buy a gun. ❜
❛ It’s a shame when someone you love gets taken away, isn’t it? ❜
❛ If this is a relationship you wanna save, then you gotta fucking save it. ❜
❛ Off to deal drugs on a Saturday morning? ❜
❛ I’m probably biased, you deserve better than him. ❜
❛ If you don’t get out right now, I will shoot you. ❜
❛ Still don’t want your family to know? ❜
❛ Did I mention that I’m falling in love with you? ❜
❛ You can’t feel a persons headache by touching his head. ❜
❛ Are you robbing me with my own fucking gun? ❜
❛ How can you tell when you’re in love with someone? ❜
❛ Is that supposed to be some kind of insult? ❜
❛ I’m done living the way other people want me to live. ❜
❛ I think I was trying to prove something, not to you but to myself.  ❜
❛ If it wasn’t sex then what was the problem? ❜
❛ What do you want me to say? That I’m self-destructive? ❜
❛ Random destruction makes you think of me? ❜
❛ I haven’t abused marijuana like the rest of you, so yes I remember. ❜
❛ Your turf? What is this West Side Story? ❜
❛ All I’m gonna be thinking about while you choke me out is how much I love you. ❜
❛ If I don’t invest in myself, no one else will. ❜
❛ It smells worse than a dead hooker’s ass in there. ❜
❛ I don’t wanna be me anymore. ❜
❛ Why would anyone go to the zoo sober? ❜
❛ I’ve had so many abortions the next one is free. ❜
❛ I’d trade my left nut for one more hour of sleep. ❜
❛ How do you do that? The nice thing? ❜
❛ I’m sick of living in your shadow. ❜
❛ I never thought I’d say this but you were right. ❜
❛ Where can I get knives and blunts? ❜
❛ I can’t share a room with someone in constant state of arousal! ❜
❛ I’m sneaking antibiotics into his toothpaste just in case. ❜
❛ I got tasered for like a second and I crapped myself. ❜
❛ I’ve never seen you put on deodorant before. ❜
❛ I haven’t had a drink for two days…well granted I was unconscious. ❜
❛ I’ll be in the bushes across the street stalking you. ❜
❛ Is there anything more enjoyable on earth than humiliating your peers? ❜
❛ I need to buy a gun. For protection. In case there’s a shooting here. I’m scared. ❜
❛ It’s my job to tell you when you’re making a huge mistake. ❜
❛ Have you ever woken up naked in the street with no idea how you got there? ❜
❛ You’re either boning or you’re waiting to bone. ❜
❛ Doctors are thieves, they just have degrees to keep them out of jail. ❜
❛ You want me to be realistic? Okay, I’ll be realistic. ❜
❛ I confided in you and you told everyone. ❜
❛ I have no idea what that means but I’m enjoying trying to picture it. ❜
❛ I never made any fucking promises to you! ❜

one night lup and lucretia are hangin out together just chillin and lup makes a vore joke. lucretias like “wtf is that??” and lup explains it to her and they have a laugh about it and then they go to sleep. the next day the seven have a meeting like “ok so whats happening what should we call this thing” and lucretia remembers the night before and immediately, without a chance to really think thru what shes saying, blurts out “the hunger!” and some of the more innocent people on board are like “cool” and then they decide to name it that. meanwhile lucretias dying of embarrassment and lup has like fallen out of her seat bc shes laughing so hard but the name sticks

How to Return to your Manuscript

Every writer knows what it’s like to set a manuscript down for an evening and just… not pick it up again.

Usually when this happens, we have every intention of returning to it the next day, but for some reason or another, we don’t. 

One day turns into a week. Which turns into a month. Maybe two. 

The longer the manuscript’s been set aside, the harder it becomes to pick up again. It turns into this dark, hulking presence lurking at the edge of your consciousness, like something in a horror movie, eating away at that piece of your identity labeled “writer.” 

The reasons for not picking it up may change, but there’s always one.

You may not know where to start again, or doubt that your abilities are up to the standard its plot or characters require. You may not know where to find the time to write anymore. You may have even sat down to write just a few minutes ago, and ended up here on Tumblr instead, unable to bring yourself to open the manuscript file. 

If you’re reading this post and feel personally attacked…

Don’t fret. 

I have a writing exercise for you. 

Set aside ten minutes of your day to look at your manuscript. 

  • I recommend reading the last scene you completed, but this is your manuscript and your time. You can look at the first page. Or that one scene in the middle that you actually kind of like. Just don’t look at a blank page. Blank pages are scary and this is all about eliminating writing anxiety. 
  • Personally, I make this the last thing I do in the day, so I go to sleep with my manuscript in my head. Sometimes it helps to let my unconscious mind have a go at sorting through what I’ve read. However, I think it’s helpful to do this before any long period of time when you can let your mind wander. You may find writing more helpful before work/school or during lunch. Before a commute. Whatever works best for you. 

But don’t write and don’t look for more than ten minutes. 

  • You’re not allowed to change a single thing in the document. Not a comma. Not a misspelled word. 
  • When the ten minutes are up, simply close the document and go on with your day/night. 
  • There will probably be some things that you do want to change in the manuscript. They may be very simple, sentence-level fixes, but they may be as big as an idea for continuing the scene or the start of the next chapter. Let those thoughts sit with you, instead of all of the manuscript doubt and anxiety that were sitting with you before.
  • And yes, keeping your time down to ten minutes is important. You want a focus on a bite-sized portion of the manuscript. If you read too much, you’ll give yourself too much to consider for the next day, you’ll find too much to change, and you’ll run the risk of making your work as anxiety-inducing as ever. 

The next day, sit down with your document for another ten minutes. 

  • Allow yourself to make the changes you didn’t make the first day, or ones you’ve come up with since. This may mean adding a few commas and removing a few ‘that’s. This may mean continuing with the scene. Ten minutes is the perfect amount of time to set down a good paragraph. Try that. 
  • Again, force yourself to stop after ten minutes, even if you’re on a roll now. The stopping means that you have to keep all of those changes that you’re excited to make inside your head. It means that your thoughts about your manuscript are good and productive. It’ll keep you looking forward to your next writing session. Key advice: at the end of every writing session, always leave an edit in your head. It’ll be that small, tangible thing you can start with in your next session. 

Rinse, repeat, and develop a routine. 

  • Sit down for at least ten minutes every day. Make it a routine. Once the manuscript is open, do whatever feels comfortable to you: whether that means reading a chapter, editing something old, or writing something new. 
  • If you’re coming up with edits and scenes that simply require more than ten minutes, start amping up your writing time. Write for an hour. Write for two or three. 
  • Have a super busy day and know you can’t write for an hour? Those ten minutes are still fine. They’re still enough. Never feel like having spent three hours writing yesterday means you have to spend three hours writing today. Never feel like a failure for not spending X hours a day writing. That will only lead to not writing at all. 
  • What if you get stuck again? Go back to a shorter writing time, go back to reading and not writing. Reduce the pressure you’ve put on yourself and relax your expectations. The most important thing is simply returning to your manuscript every day whether you have something good to set on the page or not. 
  • Never got un-stuck in the first place? That’s still okay! Keep spending your ten minutes with your manuscript. Write or just read. Keep it in your thoughts. Make it a defined, real, thing instead of that monster lurking in your head. It may take time, but eventually, something will click, and by that point, opening that file and getting started will be a piece of cake.
  • If you are able to write for an hour or two each day, you may find it useful to continue setting aside ten minutes each evening to read that day’s work–read but not edit–and keep a few edits in your head for the next day’s session. 

By the end of a week, whether you’ve written a hundred new pages or fixed a lot of bad grammar, you’ll at least be in a place where you’re once again thinking about your manuscript in tangible terms, as a thing made up of words and paragraphs instead of anxiety and blank pages. 

Maybe in the end, you’ll decide that you simply need to abandon this story and pick up a new one. If this happens, you’ll be in a great place to start, with a writing routine already in place. 

More likely than not, just spending time with your story will fan up your love for it again. And once more, your manuscript will be the annoying, stubborn, untameable child you adore instead of a lurking horror. 

Originally posted by gypsyastronaut

*This probably only applies to those of you entering college, as high school lab work seems to be much more chill. Also, this is just my experience and may very well vary from place to place.*

  • Sleep a decent amount of hours (if you can, have a nap right before) and EAT BEFORE YOU GO THERE - lab work is physically exhausting, you’re usually there for several hours and you can count the times you get to sit down on one hand.
  • Read whatever information you are given about your lab work beforehand. You don’t want to get there and not know what’s going on.
  • Be active! There’s nothing worse than a lab partner than needs to be told to do things. If you’ve read whatever info you were given, you’ll have an idea of what to do so take the initiative. Offer to do stuff. Don’t just stand around waiting for orders.
  • Wear layers. Labs are freezing cold 10% of the time and scorching hot 90% of the time (especially once you put on your lab coat). The heat is specially bad because you may even get dizzy so please wear layers (the lightest one should be a short-sleeve or tank fop).
  • Don’t forget:
    • Water bottle - heat = dehydration
    • Hair tie - tie your hair up. Just do it.
  • WEAR COMFY SHOES - you may think those boots are soo comfy and chic but I guarantee you’ll change your mind after there hours of standing. Sneakers are the way to go 
  • Yes you can just have one lab coat. But you still need to wash it. Volatile solvents don’t mask B.O.
  • Things break. Try your best not to break them but know that it’s not that big of a deal so don’t worry too much if you do.
  • ‘Water’ always means deionized water. Always. Unless stated otherwise. Seriously, it can ruin your whole experiment. Also when you’re washing any equipment, you should always give them one last rinse with deionized water.
  • If you need to take away from something you’re weighting or a liquid you’re transfering with a pippete, that never goes back into the ‘original tub’. It’s a residue.
  • Painted nails + organic solvents equal ruined nails. Gloves don’t help. Beware. But, gloves are great and v recommended if you’re dealing with oh idk rat pee.
  • Once you get home, you’re probably just going to want to pass out. Don’t. Do whatever you have to do (have coffee ready?) to write as much as you remember about what you’ve done. It makes writing the lab write-up. So. Much. Easier.
  • On the same note, if you know you have something due the day after a lab, get it done beforehand because you probably won’t have the energy to do it afterwards. If you have lab work all week long (like I do), get as much done on the weekend as possible 
  • Listen, if you know an upper classman who’s taken that class, ask to borrow their write-ups. Beg for them if you must. They will save your life.
  • Have a lab write-up template. You can look for one online or model It after your professor’s directions or an upper-classman’s write-up. Having something that you can just ‘fill in’ is super convenient.

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St. Petersburg headcanons

I’m 100% sure we’re going to have yoi s2 announced soon but I’m still not over the fact Yuuri and Victor are living together in St. Petersburg WOW

  • for the first two weeks, they’re inseparable? I mean they’re literally so excited to live together (and to be together after some time apart due to Nationals probably)
  • they go everywhere together, to the practice, grocery shopping, walking Makkachin, sightseeing (Victor is so happy to share his city with someone he cares about!)
  • Victor gets a heart attack every time he enters a room and sees Yuuri there. Yuuri making tea in the kitchen. Yuuri on the sofa scrolling through his phone. Yuuri in the bathroom brushing teeth. Yuuri at the morning wearing Victor’s old t-shirt. Yuuri sleeping beside him.
  • just Yuuri looking as he belongs there, it kills Victor in the best way possible
  • Yuuri never misses a chance to see Victor’s proper practice because he’s admired him all of his life and he can’t get enough of that. it feels weird at first, watching Victor falling and doing boring routine exercises but he knows that this Victor, who makes Yakov mad ten times a practice and searches for Yuuri after every nailed jump just to blow him a kiss is much more wonderful than the distance living legend that looked at him from all the posters
  • Yuuri was never so inspired by Victor as he is now and he can’t wait to win Worlds to show him just how much
  • Victor feels exactly the same way about Yuuri, he’s never worked so hard before but he just wants to prove to the whole world that Yuuri is the best thing that happened in his life
  • it’s the constant competition during their training sessions too, about who will nail more jumps and do more flawless figures, and making silly bets and rewarding each other with kisses
  • they’re usually too tired to cook so they eat outside or order something but Victor is a morning person and he likes to get up earlier to prepare them breakfast (he sometimes takes Makkachin for a walk and buys fresh bread from around the corner)
  • Yuuri sometimes comes back earlier from the rink to make them something warm for dinner. he’s not that good with cooking but living in Detroit teached him some basic surviving skills and he feels a bit guilty about Victor spending twice as much time on ice
  • it’s not always honeymoon, of course, there’s always something stupid to get irritated and argue about and they can both be really stubborn when it comes to it but their silent days never last longer than a couple of hours
  • (they always say sorry before going to sleep even if they’re still a bit angry)
  • Yurio hates when they’re arguing because the next day they’ll be even more affectionate than usual and it’s already hard to focus since Yuuri trains in Petersburg
  • the closer the competition the louder Yuuri’s anxiety is and Victor gets nervous both for Yuuri and because he’s afraid he’ll not have the comeback he imagined and they’re both just tired
  • if things between them get too tense one of them will go for a walk to calm down and come back with flowers while the other will prepare something hot and sweet to drink so they could sit together and try to talk about it even if they’re rubbish in admitting their worries and fears
  • it always comes to the simple fact they are having the best time of their lives and they’ll never say it aloud but neither of them imagines it could ever come to end

woah it’s so long and I’m only getting started remember you may always request more

Okay, shit’s fucked. You have a test in less than 24 hours and you’re freaking out. But fear not! This study plan is made for you to retain the biggest amout of information you can and practice what you know. Let’s start: 

  1. Get water and something to eat.
  2. Get your books, your class notes, everything,  + something to highlight. 
  3. Mark what’s important (things your teacher talked about over and over, the main points of the chapter etc)
  4. Write down formulas, chemical reactions, basically anything you need to memorize step by step and put it up your wall. Read it several times during the day. 
  5. Read everything again and record yourself.
  6. Listen while writing down key words. 
  7. Now, you’re going to calm down. Take a deep breath. Start off by asking yourself “what?” answer with the main point. “Why? explain. “Why?explain. Keep going like that until you get to the point where you don’t know. Look at your books and get your answer. Keep asking “why? (same thing with math and physics: “why did I get this result?”) 
  8. Get your materials and answer at least 10 questions. This way, you’ll be learning both the subject and how the questions are usually made. Don’t get nervous if you don’t get anything right at first, just keep doing it. 
  9. Repeat number 5 (don’t need to write down anything) 
  10. +10 questions and explain them to yourself after
  11. Listen to your recordings.(+ one more time before you go to sleep) 
  12. Calm down, you did it. If you want to (or still have time), read everything over again. 


  • The key is to do one thing at a time.
  • You won’t be able to remember everything if you read something fast over and over. Take it easy and you’ll get more information. 
  •  It’s easy to get stressed in this situation, but you need to keep in mind that you CAN do it. 
  • Do a favor for yourself and don’t procrastinate. This is something important and you’ll feel much better knowing that you did something. 
  • GOOD LUCK!! 
My Method for Contacting Pop-Culture Spirits

As the title says, this is simply how I go about contacting pop-culture spirits. This isn’t the only way to meet them and there’s definitely easier, safer, and more efficient ways to do this.


Many people might not believe that pop-culture characters can become spirits but I’m of the opinion that anything can have a spirit, no matter its origins nor form. All it takes is belief and energy. It is my UPG that pop-culture spirits (PC spirits) are formed by the energy that humans put into them when consuming the media that they are a part of. All of the fanart, fanfiction, and even just conversing or thinking about them lends them the power that they need to form into egregores. Extremely popular characters like Pikachu or Mario can become extremely powerful egregores and even godforms.

Since a lot of their energy comes from multiple sources they are influenced by a lot of people's’ perceptions of them. That is to say that it is very possible for two people to meet the same PC character spirit but have them behave differently. Sometimes they’ll act a bit differently or even contradict their canon personality if the belief in them being different is strong enough. For example, Flandre Scarlet from Touhou has two major personalities that the fandom has flanderized her as ascribed to her: excitable child who can’t control her powers or sadistic murderer. If one were to call the PC spirit of Flandre while being of the belief that she is Flandre the murderer, then most likely they’ll meet the aspect of the PC spirit that has the qualities of the murderer. Likewise, if someone believed that she is Flandre the child then they are more likely to meet the aspect of her PC spirit that is Flandre the child.

I’m not 100% sure why this can happen but I think it’s because of belief and subconscious…things. Belief is the basis for a lot of magical paths and that applies to spirit work too. One’s belief of how a spirit “should” behave will influence how they behave, especially with PC spirits which are easily molded by human belief due to their nature. So when a lot of people believe that a PC spirit should behave a certain way due to their canon or popular fanon interpretations, then the spirit will more likely conform to those beliefs. Even if one doesn’t fully believe in one interpretation of the character, if they know of and have that interpretation in the back of their mind when meeting the PC spirit, then it’s possible that their subconscious will influence how the spirit appears.

If you want to meet a PC spirit that isn’t influenced by your preconceived notions then you’ll need to learn how to cut out all of your mental noise. It’s not an easy task and it isn’t even necessary. Your influence on how the spirit behaves isn’t a bad thing and even if you were to stop your influence, everyone else’s beliefs are still exerting on the spirit. Unless you have a specific goal in mind when working with the spirit then you really don’t need to worry about your influence on them. Especially because, even though I just spent the last few paragraphs talking about the contrary, the spirit will most likely behave as their canon/lore dictates as your belief in a different behavior isn’t strong enough to override that.

Since I haven’t seen too much info about pop-culture spirits out there, I wanted to discuss these experiences that I’ve had. But, basically, just keep an open mind on how the spirit will behave if you don’t want to influence them too much with your preconceived notions. And if you don’t agree with any of this then feel free to ignore everything I just said! These are just my beliefs after all.    

For this post I will outline my procedure for contacting any pop-culture spirit while also provided a specific example in italics of me using this method to contact a PC spirit of one of my favorite pokemon, scolipede. This is so that it may be easier for someone to follow the procedure.


Despite being human made, PC spirits can pose a threat to your well being just like all spirits. Some safety basics are: be able to ward, banish, and cleanse and don’t call characters who are dangerous according to lore if you don’t think you’ll be able to handle them. Just like when calling local spirits into your home, I would recommend constructing a circle to help protect yourself from harm. You can read more about the basics of circle-making on that post [link].

Another thing is that if you want to add more punch to your banishing, use banishing materials that you know the character doesn’t like. For example, if the character doesn’t like bread, get a bag of bread and throw it at them if you need to banish them. A comical example, yes, but the concept is still something that should be considered when making banishing tools.

Malignant spirits can also have a field day with impersonating PC spirits. We’re much more inclined to trust a character spirit than some random spirit, especially if that character is a hero or cute. Be real, how many of you would be suspicious of an adorable pikachu spirit that showed up in your house one day? Well now I’m telling you to be suspicious until you are able to discern whether or not the spirit is actually what it appears as. When doing the call, you can prevent any malignant spirits from sneaking in by having the room that you’re working in warded. Of course, it should always be warded if you’re planning on doing spirit work, I’m just telling you one of the reasons “why” that is so. A sneaky spirit might still be able to hijack the call and impersonate the character so just keep on your toes.

For safety, I read up on scolipede’s canon info so that I am acutely informed about the spirit before calling it. I then use energy work to check the stability of my wards, making sure that everything is active and that there are no weak or damaged parts. The energy barrier on my window is cracked so I patch with new energy (more specifically, I put etheric duct tape over the cracks xP). If I were in a house rather than a dorm room, I would reinforce the wards with protections that don’t allow any spirit that I call to access the rest of the house. This would be helpful if the spirit turns malicious for their range and any damage that they do would be concentrated to only one room.


An image, symbol, or sigil representing the entity that you wish to call. It’d be best to use an official image rather than fanwork or personal drawings but you can still use those if you have to. You can also write their name out if you lack the ability to print or draw. You could even bring up the image on your phone or computer but this runs into the problem of there being a lot of “background noise” that might make it harder to connect with them. Also you will need to make sure that your device does not shut off in the middle of the evocation. You can cleanse the image if you want to remove anything that’s not the character that might be attached to it.

An offering for the entity. Depending on who you call, they might not want an offering but I think it’s best to be prepared just in case. Generic offerings like water, food, or incense would most likely work but if you know of anything that the character likes, such as a particular kind of food or something to do with their favorite color or whatever, then that would be better! Obviously avoid giving them anything that you know that they won’t like. Offerings can also be things like fanart, fanfiction, or even just playing their theme song if they have one! Indulging in their media makes them more powerful after all.

Banishing tools that you are prepared to use if the spirit becomes hostile, any materials that you use for your circle, and any tools that you need for communication.

For my materials I use an official image of scolipede that I bring up on my phone. I change my phone’s settings so that it will give me enough time to talk with the spirit before going to sleep. I use my lily-of-the-valley as my offering for it is poisonous and I believe that the poison-type scolipede would be able to draw power from it. For banishing equipment, I keep flying devil oil and fire salts on hand. Scolipede is weak to fire-type moves so I think fire-based tools would be effective in banishing if something goes wrong. I do not use any objects or tools for my circle or for communication because I personally don’t need them.  

The Procedure

1) Set up your preparations. Place the image and offering next to each other and in front of you. Construct your circle so that both things are outside of it. Have your banishing and communication tools in the circle with you.

2) Focus on the image and say the call. The call can really be anything you want but here’s a basic template that I use:

“I call to [Character’s Name], [Character’s Title (Optional)] of [Story’s setting/Character’s birthplace (optional)] from [Name of work]. I invite you to come talk to me and so that I may give you [Offering].

That’s a bit cluttered so here’s some filled in examples:

“I call to Mudkip, the Mud Fish Pokemon of the Hoenn region from Pokemon. I invite you to come talk to me and so that I may give you an offering of water.”

“I call to Pyroar from Pokemon. I invite you to come talk to me and so that I may give you an offering of fire.”

If you want to get more direct and specific, you can add in more details such as relationships with other characters and other things. It’s up to you whether this makes the call more effective or unnecessarily cumbersome.

“I call to Remilia Scarlet, The Scarlet Devil and older sister of Flandre Scarlet from the Scarlet Devil Mansion of Gensokyo of Touhou Project.”

So yeah, like I said the call can really be anything you want. However, make sure that the words you use are not forcing the spirit to come to you. You “invite”, you “request”, you “ask”. It might seem silly but sometimes the little things can make all the difference. I like the first example that I gave the best but what you choose is up to you.

3) Talk with the spirit and give them the offering! Now in my experience, I’ve never had a PC spirit not show up. At most they showed up and then immediately left. I suspect that this has something to do with our relationships to them and roles as their creators. HOWEVER, do not take this as a guarantee that they’ll show up. I don’t know of the factors affecting you when you do this call and anything that goes down with you and your experience is completely separate from me and my experience.

4) Say goodbye. If you are ready to say goodbye and they haven’t already left on their own then you can let them know that you’re ready for them to depart:

“[Character name], thank you for coming but it is now time for you depart. Please leave respectfully and in peace.”

If they don’t leave, throw out your demands and your commands, be forceful. If they still don’t leave, banish them.

Now this all probably seems awfully over formal, especially for calling little pokemon spirits and the like, because it is, in a way. You could totally give the spirit a “hey man I’m tired, is it alright if you left now?” However, I think starting out formal and then shifting to casual when you’re more comfortable with spirit work is helpful. It gets you in the mindset for spirit work time. It also helps teach you the “proper” and “respectful” ways of doing things so that when you do deviate from them, you can do so without being disrespectful for you understand the fundamentals.

5) Cleanse! If you feel the need to, cleanse after the spirit has left. If you had to force the spirit out then definitely cleanse but even if nothing bad happened, scan the room anyway just to see if you maybe should.

I set the lily-of-the-valley next to my phone which already has the picture of Scolipede brought up. I step away from it so that I may construct my circle, calling upon the four elements and my gods. Beside me are the banishing tools and my laptop so that I may listen to instrumental music that will help me focus in addition to using it for typing up notes on the encounter. I clear my mind by going into a light meditative state and then focus on the image of Scolipede. “I call upon Scolipede, the Megapede Pokemon of the Unova region of Pokemon. I invite you to come talk to me and so that I may give you an offering of Lily-of-the-Valley which will help boost your poisonous power,” I say in my mind rather than out loud. As I do so, I direct my thoughts at the image.A scolipede appears beside my phone. I see him in my mind’s eye, he doesn’t physically manifest (and neither will any spirit that you call). He greets me using telepathy, “Scolipede! Scolipede!” I forgot to specify that I would like a spirit that can speak english in the call. Most pokemon spirits that I’ve met can’t. However, when I ask him if he can speak english, he does so. Our chat is short: he tells me that I didn’t provide enough of the offering for it to be a useful power boost but he likes my room. When we finish talking I say to him, “Scolipede, thank you for coming but it is now time for you to depart. Please leave respectfully and in peace.” He says his goodbyes and then leaves through the image of him on my phone. I close my circle and put my tools away.  

Final Notes

Despite being a pretty simple procedure you must remember all of the other things that go into it. You should be able to ward, banish, construct a circle, discern the presence of a spirit, discern the identity of a spirit, and be comfortable in your communication methods to say the least. That might seem like a lot to a beginner but the only way to really gain those skills is through practice! And guess what? This right here is a good way to practice ^^. Calling things like magikarps or weak mooks from other video games can be a safe way to start gaining that experience needed for calling stronger spirits. (If you start calling to magikarps pls tell me. I want to read about all the magikarp spirits XD)

While working with PC spirits, especially ones that are friendly in canon, can be a safer way to get into spirit work, never forget that they are still spirits and they can still do you harm. Also, do not call a spirit just for the sake of calling them. If you want to practice, then call them but make sure they are rewarded for their time and energy and chat with them, if they’re up for it. Don’t keep calling the same spirit if they have made it clear that they don’t want to work with you or be called anymore (w/ pokemon it’s a little different cause there’s more than one but yeah you get what I mean). Along that note, don’t assume that all spirits who come want to work with you. Some just want a quick meal, others maybe want to chat, but that doesn’t mean that they want to be your friend or that they’re obligated to help or associate with you in anyway.

I’m in love with this concept @taylor-tut!

It’s a cough paired with occasional sneezing and a slight headache; it’s not bad, more a nuisance than anything, but it’s just enough to have Peter thumbing through his contacts in search of Tony’s number.

The older man answers on the third ring with a gruff, almost distracted, greeting that has Peter dropping against the edge of his bed with a weak cough.

“Mr. Stark, I know we have that mission with Cap later today, but I’m not feeling so hot.”

His voice is brutally honest, from the slight waver to the hint of a rasp coating his tone, but the deep sigh that emits from the other line has his fingers curling tightly around the phone as he swallows back a few coughs.

“The weather’s changing, kid. Everyone is a little sick right now.”

He’s not wrong, Peter thinks. The temperatures have been steadily dropping as the last remnants of fall are shoved away by a biting winter breeze, and it’s got everyone at school sniffling and sneezing. But, Peter fears he may be fighting off more than just a seasonal cold.

A light sigh slips from his pressed lips as his shoulders slump deeply. His grip on his phone weakens, and he clears his throat, wincing slightly at the quick, heated pain that stings across the back of this throat.

“I know, Mr. Stark, but-”

“We all work through colds, Peter. I told you this wouldn’t be easy, didn’t I? Are you really going to tell me you can’t help with this mission because of a small cold?”

Tony’s voice is firm and calm, yet it pierces like a dagger, dangerous and effective. Peter tugs the phone away from his ear for a moment to muffle a cough into his shoulder before he pushes it back against his ear, eyes falling to the floor as defeat burns against his tongue.

“No, Mr. Stark. I’ll go.”

“There’s the Spider-Man I know. I’ll have Happy pick you up in a few hours. In the meantime, take some medicine and rest up to kick this cold while you’re ahead.”

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In my parents' house

“Harry, no!” You keep pushing him away.

You need to rest because today you two had a dinner with your parents and you’re exhausted but he’s in a mood for a little fun. All day he was acting playfully - grabbing your ass in the kitchen while your parents weren’t in the room, talking dirty in your ear, putting his hand under your panties under the table…

No matter how much you told him to stop and that you need to sleep, he just kept annoying you.

“Come on, love, i need yeh.”

“Shut up, Harry, i need to rest.”

“C'mere.” He pulls you even closer to his chest and start kissing all over your face.

“It’s so hot in here, get off of me.”

“Yeah, i know i’m hot. And i also know that you need me too. You’re just acting stubbornly right now.”

“Maybe because we’re in my parents’ house and i don’t want them to catch us. And why are you completely naked?” You start to get really annoyed because you barely keep your eyes open and it’s too hot to breath in this room.

“We’ll be quite, i promise.” He makes a puppy face. “And i always sleep like this.”

“But we’re in my parents’ house, Harry, you can’t sleep naked. What if they come to visit us in the morning and find you with no clothes?”

“Babe, i need yeh.” He starts again with his tirade.

“I’ll go to sleep on the couch in the living room, i’m telling you.”

“Okay then, i’ll stop.” He says conciliatory and lets you of his death grip on you, turning to the other side of the bed.

You finally can rest so you turn to the opposite side and close your eyes. You’re just about to fall asleep when you feel a warm hand massaging your boobs and his lips kissing your shoulder.

“I’ll scream.” You worn him.

“What a threat.”

You can almost imagine him rolling his eyes. You turn to face him and now he’s on top of you, undressing you. He buries his face in your boobs while he’s grinding against you. You can feel how hard he is.

“You’re sexually harassing me righ now you know, right?” you laugh but you can feel you’re about to lose the game. Your nipples are hard now and the pain between your legs is bigger than the need to sleep.

“Yeah, right. I can see how scared you are.”

He sucks at the skin of your boobs, slightly biting it. His tongue starts licking the spot, discouraging you. Your fingers find their place in his hair and you wrap your legs around his torso.

“Fine.” you say, letting a few moans to escape from your mouth. “But you’re going to take care of us both. I’m too lazy to do anything and i don’t care how that speaks about me.”

“Perfect.” He gives you a cocky smile and kisses you.

Before you can say something witty to him, he rips your underwear apart and licks you.

“God!” You cry, not able to control yourself.

“Shht, babe, we don’t want you to wake up your parents. I want to scream too because your juices are so tasty but shht…”

“I hate you so much.” You whisper as he sucks at your clit.

“I love you too.” He smiles and reach out his hand to squeeze your boob.

Your hands are tugging on his hair, making him moan. The combination of his warm hands and his cold rings is breathtaking and the hotness in the room and Harry’s magic are too much for you.

“H-Harry” your voice is weak. “Stop for a moment, the sensation is too much.”

“Do you want a kiss?” He asks in a satisfaction.

“But your mouth was just on my-”

Before you can stop him, he interrupts you, grabbing both of your hands in his and kissing you. He asks for a permission and you find yourself too weak to disobey him.

“How does it taste?” He asks before kissing you once again, this time for a little longer.

“Sweet.” You murmur, still mad at him.

“And what ‘bout yeh tastin’ somethin’ different?”

“But you promised that you’ll take care.”

“I know, babe, but-”

“Lay down.”

You can’t resist. He’s too tempting with that smurk on his face and with his brushy hair. The moment his back hit the bed, you sit on top of him, grinding against his crotch and making a path of kisses from his neck to his V-line.


“Shht.” You mock him and lick his length.

When you two first started doing stuff deep-throating seemed like a painful and unnecessary thing to you but now you both love it. Just listening to his moans and feeling how weak he’s under you makes you want to take more and more in your mouth.

“I’m gonna-”

You keep massaging his balls, going down on his dick one more time before he cums in your mouth. You swallow not because he tells you that you’re a good girl like in the porn movies but because you love the way his eyes get wider and his lips get separated.

“I’ll probably regret my lack of sleep in the morning but i need to cum.”

“C'mon, let’s finish what we got into.”

“What you got us into.” You correct him, still smiling.

“Shut up and ride me.”

His hands catch yours and pull you up. You clench his thighs and he slides in you. You can see what a mess he is from his last orgasm but you can also see how he’s trying to pull himself together so he can make you feel as good as you made him, if not even better.

“Kiss me, kiss me!” You beg him, afraid of losing control of your voice.

“You’re so fuckin’ beautiful like this.” He almost screams.

His hands move from the sheets to your thighs, guiding you, as he starts sucking and biting every little spot of the skin on your boobs to every little spot of the skin on your jaw.

“No, kiss m-”

Before he even can reach your lips the door cracks open and your parents enter the room. The panic overtakes you both and you two become a mess of sheets, moans and attempts to hide your bodies. You can’t even think for an orgasm when your parents are looking at both of you with wide eyes with that disappointed look in them.

But when they leave you and Harry falls asleep you start thinking a plan how to get it back on him in the morning.

Best Friends? Part 3 || l.h.

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Again, get this part to 100 notes and part 4 will be posted!

“I was beginning to think you weren’t going to call.” You admit, holding the phone between your ear and shoulder as you reach for your laptop on the night stand beside your bed.

“I know, I’m sorry. There were fans that wanted to meet and get pictures with us, so we stayed behind for awhile.” Luke says, and you can hear some shuffling in the background.

“Is that (Y/N)?” Calum asks, his voice muffled from behind in the background. “None of your business. I’m going for a walk.” Luke tells him, and noise erupts all around in the back.

“Guys! Luke is on the phone with (Y/N)!” You hear Calum yell before the noise goes away in a second.

“Sorry, we’re on the bus because management forgot to get us rooms at a hotel.” Luke apologizes. “Why don’t you stay at your place?” You ask, remembering that he has a place not far from yours. “Sold that awhile ago, sweetheart. The only one who has one near here is Ash, and his is two hours away. Plus, we leave in two days for a festival somewhere.”

You frown a little. “I forgot you’re on tour right now.” You admit. Luke chuckles. “Yeah, we just stopped here for a few days to record.” He coughs, and you hear cars in the background.

“Are you actually taking a walk?” You ask, giggling. “Yes. The boys are too nosey, I can’t stay on the bus and talk to you. They’ll all be trying to listen in.” He says, laughing a little. You giggle some more, and then it’s quiet, only the sound of you and Luke’s breathing behind heard on the line.

“I missed hearing your laugh.” He finally says, and you squeeze your eyes shut, because yes, you missed hearing his laugh too. He sounds so vulnerable and it physically hurts to hear him like that; to hear him sound exactly like he did after Vegas happened.

“Too far?” He asks, snapping you out of your thoughts. “What? No! I was just thinking.” You say, opening your eyes again. “About what?” You sigh. “Remember in Vegas when I was hungry at like three in the morning?” Luke chuckles. “‘Course I do, sweetheart. We had literally just got done messing around and you just sat straight up and demanded pancakes.” You smile. “You ordered me room service and the waiter guy was all mad about it being three a.m..” You say. “You left right after you finished eating.” Luke says quietly, and you bite your lip. The conversation is getting too serious, too fast and you’re not ready for that.

“I’d give anything for pancakes right about now.” You tell him. Luke seems to catch on to how serious that conversation is getting, because he says, “remember how Ashton tried to break into Calum’s hotel room that night?” You grin, sitting up in bed. “Yes! I could never forget that. You asked him why he was trying to get in Calum’s room and he told you it was because he wanted to make love to Calum.” Luke laughs, a sweet sound in your ear.

“Those were his exact words too, you said it perfectly.” He murmurs. “They’re totally gay for each other, I don’t care what anyone else says. I saw it first-hand that night.” You comment, which starts up Luke’s laughter again.

“Wait, hold on. Do you wanna know what the best part about that trip to Vegas was?” You ask, making him pause. “My dick?” He asks, stifling laughter. “Oh, shut up.” You laugh, shaking your head even though he can’t see you. “What was the best part?” He asks, chuckling. “When Michael rolled all the mattresses out of the rooms and tried to play dominoes with them just because he was bored and management wouldn’t let you guys out yet.” You can hear Luke’s grin on the other end when you finish speaking.

“You helped him!” He accuses. “You have no proof of that, Mr. Hemmings.” You can practically see Luke rolling his eyes.

“Hey, (Y/N)?”


“Come open your front door.”

“… Why?”

“Just do it.”

You get out of bed slowly, holding the phone to your ear. “You sound like a fucking Nike commercial.” You tell him, because he does. Luke scoffs. “Hurry up, it’s cold out here.” He mutters. “You’re outside my house?” You ask, walking downstairs. Luke laughs a little.

“Just open the door, (Y/N).” You cautiously open it, afraid of something jumping out at you. But the only thing standing in front of you is Luke. He’s holding a medium sized grocery bag. He lifts it up a little when he sees you. He ends the call, and you do the same.

“Pancakes.” He explains. You glance down at the bag. “You brought me pancakes.” You state. He nods, a small smile on his face. “You said you would do anything for pancakes, and I was on my way over anyway, so I stopped and got some from McDonald’s.” He explains. You smile a little.

“You gonna let me in?” He asks, raising his eyebrows. You bite your lip. “I want to.” You admit, “but I think that’s a bad idea.” Luke chuckles. “Alright, well how about this: I’ll come in and we’ll eat pancakes and chat for a bit, and when we’re done with our pancakes, you can decide if you want me to leave or not.”

You consider this, then pull the door open wider so he can step inside. Luke grins, walking in and slipping off his shoes. He follows you upstairs to your bedroom and sits across from you. You both start eating your pancakes, staring at each other.

“You wanna talk about what happened or are we avoiding that subject until tomorrow?” Luke asks. You hesitate, mid-bite. “We can talk about it.” Luke puts down his plastic fork, licking his lips slightly.

“Alright, well. I fell in love with you, (Y/N).” He blurts out, causing your eyes to widen a bit. “I see we’re not holding anything back here.” You mumble, causing him to chuckle. “How long were you in love with me?” You ask quietly, putting your fork down. “I don’t remember exactly what day I realized I loved you, but it was before Vegas. A long time before that.” You bite your lip.

You never said anything.“

“Would you have told me if you were in love with me?”

“Okay, I see your point. I probably wouldn’t have told you, either.”


Luke takes another bite of his pancakes, blinking at you from a few feet away. You avoid his gaze, looking anywhere but at him.

“(Y/N), you don’t have to be shy with me. Say whatever you’re thinking. I’m not going to be mad.” He says, after a minute of silence. You swallow hard.

“I had no idea. And you acted like I did.” You whisper, meeting his eyes again. “I know, and that’s my fault. I take full blame for that. I was only upset.” Luke says softly, pushing his pancakes aside so that he can move over beside you. “Ashton said you were doing better without me.” You admit.

“So, you talked to Ash, huh?”


“I was doing good. Really good. But after awhile, I noticed how alone I felt. You were always around to make me feel less alone, and then suddenly, you just weren’t there anymore. I was surrounded by crowds every night and I’ve never felt more alone.”

You look over at him, frowning. “Do you still love me, Luke?” You ask. He bites his lip. “I can’t answer that, because I’m not totally sure. But the one thing that I am sure about is that I miss my best friend.” He says, and you sigh.

“Alright, you can stay. You’re sleeping in the guest room, though. And we’re going to talk more about this in the morning, I’m not done yet. I’m just too tired to talk more now.” You say, yawning. Luke grins, kissing your cheek before hopping off the bed. He takes the empty pancake containers and the McDonald’s bag downstairs and throws it away, then pops his head back into your room. Your lying down now, and your back is to him.

“Goodnight, (Y/N). See ya in the morning.” He says, pulling the door closed and going to the guest room across the hall. You squeeze your eyes shut and will yourself not to say anything back, because if you do, then he’ll hear the tears.

And it’s so stupid that you’re crying, you’re sure it is.

Because how ironic is it that you’re falling for him when he’s not falling for you anymore?


Disclaimer: So this A-Z NSFW tag is pretty intense in my tl right now so I want to try because these photos are giving me ~feelings~.

A-Z NSFW: Nakamoto Yuta

A = Aftercare
I feel like Yuta would be the kind of guy who wouldn’t like you getting up after. He would attend to you very sweetly and will clean you after(along with occasional teasings because he just couldn’t resist), and would ask if you’re okay or sore.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
His favorite body part is his back because he loves how you crawl it. When your fingers clutch onto his back and scratch it painfully, it only turns him on more because he can feel how much you react to what he’s doing. His favorite part of yours is your stomach. He loves how smooth it feels and how it’s always ready for his ~cum~.

C = Cum
While he doesn’t pay much attention (he isn’t conscious) to it, he likes it when it’s all over you just so he could clean you up all over after too. He likes getting to touch you whenever he can.

D = Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)
Yuta once saw you cleaning the kitchen with your apron on and your hair tied up and turned him on. He liked it so much you didn’t know it was the reason he started taking you to cosplay shops.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
While Yuta isn’t a virgin, he isn’t really experienced at all. But he knows a lot of tricks being with noonas who taught him how to properly please a woman.

F = Favorite position
Yuta likes being on top just so he could put your legs on his shoulders or circle it around his hips. He likes having you all hot and bothered and nothing to put your hands on but his back or the sheets. Also, disheveled hair? A MAJOR TURN ON.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
Yuta is very flexible and would really depend on the situation. Angry sex? He will slam you on the wall and put one of your legs on his shoulder. Cuddly making up sex? He’ll whisper sweet words and kiss your tears away. Public bathroom quickie? He would tell nonsense jokes so you would be having troubles trying to keep it down.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they)
Yuta is very well groomed. While he is a manly man, the pictures above shows no sign of a happy trail.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
Yuta is a very romantic guy but he does it in ways that are too subtle for you to notice. When you’re busy, he wouldn’t take his eyes off you but the moment you look at him, he will look way and pretend to be doing something. His phone is full of stolen pictures of you and videos of you snoring or sleeping. Before you go to sleep, when you’re half-dreaming, he would whisper sweet things in Japanese just so you wouldn’t know what it means.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation)
I feel like Yuta is a very needy man and sometimes when you’re not together he would randomly call you and the talk would eventually lead to phone sex and lots of jacking off.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Hickeys. Yuta likes putting marks on you, mostly on your neck, the swell of your breasts, in between your thighs, and your underarms (that’s his major kink).

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)
Because you both are adventurous and exhibitionists, he likes doing it in public bathroom stalls and fitting rooms. He likes small spaces so you have not much room to move.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
Fighting. Most of your fights lead to both of you out of breath, hot and needy, that leads up to sex. Sometimes though, when you utter random Japanese words, he just loses it. But what keeps him going is you whispering how good he is in his ears or you just licking it.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
I can’t imagine turn off but I think something that Yuta won’t do is force you to do it even if you’re not feeling it. Even though he has a high libido, he respects you and wants everything to be consensual.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
One of Yuta’s highest skill is using his tongue. Not only does he use it for language, it also knows all the nooks and crannies of a woman’s genital. While he also likes being given, he only wants it if you’re up to it.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
Like I said, Yuta depends on the situation. He can be pretty intense sometimes but he also knows when to be sweet and sensual.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
A lot. He just couldn’t keep it in his pants when he’s with you and he wouldn’t be able to focus on anything other than having you so you both have become accustomed to finding closed areas/spaces when out together or with friends.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
I think once you started getting comfortable with your sexual relationship, you came up with a list of things you want to try and explore and while you weren’t really serious with checking things up on said list, whenever you come across one situation that is included, you find ways to fulfill it.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
Yuta plays sports and is a very active dancer so I think he could go on all night as long as you’re up for it. While he can last long, the first round is very intense and exciting so he doesn’t last long during the first.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Yuta’s toys are limited to blindfolds and costumes(if that counts).

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He likes pleasing you but often times when you become a pain in the ass and get on his nerves, he would tease you to the point of begging. He would pet your neck and touch you in the most extreme places (side of your breasts, your thighs) but never further, and then he would stand up and leave you hanging while he takes a bath, and then tease you further as he emerges from the bathroom naked to the day he was born.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
I imagine Yuta would make deep grunts and the occasional ‘fuck’ and ‘you’re so sexy’ and then a very deep loud grunt when he finally comes.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
The first time you crossed something on your list was when you were having a fancy dinner wth your friends and you felt hands slowly making their way under the slit of your nightgown. It suddenly dawned to you why he ‘accidentally’ bumped into your beasts earlier while preparing for the dinner. He was going slow and you were getting used to the feeling of two fingers inside you when he suddenly pushed another, making you squeal. Your friends gave you a look and you had to pretend that you bit your tongue while trying to keep a straight face. You had to stuff food in your mouth to prevent you from screaming when you eventually came, seeing a satisfied smirk on Yuta’s face.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
(I don’t know how to do this… or describe lmao) I feel like Yuta is pretty hung. Not that thick, but a bit long. (Okay, this is making me blush so I’m stopping)

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
Way up. Yuta likes sex, and he likes doing it with you. He wants to do it whenever it’s possible.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)
After he’s done cleaning you up, he wouldn’t bother getting dressed and would just slump at the bed with you, dropping his arms and legs all over you, trapping you so you couldn’t get up. 

BTS reaction to you having insomnia


He’d do everything he could to help you not only fall asleep, but stay asleep. Tea? Check. Back rubs? Check. Anything and everything he could think of he’d do just so you could stay in his arms all night.


Yoongi would probably be up too throwing ideas for songs around. Even though you’d be on the bed trying to find sleep these late nights together where you’d sit up frustrated and climb into his lap were by far his favorite. Plus, there was always the following days nap.


Being who he was he’d probably look up everything about insomnia and how to prevent it. He’d scold you for eating to late or being on your phone to much since those were two things that kicked insomnia. Nevertheless he’d still pull you in his arms and would talk to you in his soothing deep voice until he fell asleep.


He wouldn’t have noticed it was something you struggled with until you brought it up to him. Even though he was concerned about you and would try his hardest to be there for you he would never make it past 11 and pass out only to wake up suddenly, embarrassed that he’d left you hanging once again.
“I wasn’t asleep, you were”


Jimin would do everything he could to help you and would even try to stay up with you while making sure you actually got some sleep. He’d chuckle when you’d get angry with him and say that his rest was more important than yours, but all that would do would make him choose another movie and pull you closer to his chest.


Tae would take this time to talk with you about things you normally couldn’t during the day. He’d run his fingers over your shoulder and whisper in his deep voice all the things he loved about you. This was more than enough to drift you off to sleep and Tae would take pride in knowing he could relax you so much.


He couldn’t help but think that him sleeping next to you would be apart of the problem. That you just weren’t one to be comfortable beside him. But so when he started leaving back to the dorms right before you would normally go off to bed. This started to worry you as you thought he wanted to leave you, so when you called him out on it he’d stare at you worried and rub the back of his neck. “I thought you couldn’t sleep cause you didnt like sleeping next to me.” “I sleep even worse when your not next to me.” You’d say causing a light smile to reach his face before he took  your hand so get you ready for bed.

Unstoppable (2)

Genre: Romance, angst, (future smut).

Length: 1,9k

Characters: Kim Jongin, (future appearance of Oh Sehun), OC.

Part: 2/?

Summary: “You decide to confront him thinking it wouldnt hurt more, but there actually was one thing that did hurt the most. The truth.”

You couldn’t sleep much at night since your head was full of questions of the call you received last night, you already felt that he was acting strange before and with this now it just all made sense. 

Why did he decided to do this? How long has this been going on? Who is she? 

You felt so humiliated and hurt you never expected this from Jongin, everyone thought of him as a nice guy that always did what was right, you could say that even your parents also thought he was the one for you, the guy that you would spend the rest of your life with, but oh surprise, guess not.

 You got up from bed and checked your phone it was already 10 a.m. and had no phone calls or messages from Jongin, you just had a text message from Jiwon of 3 hours ago so you opened it. 

 Ji Won: “Where are you? Class already started!”

 You were going to answer but decided against it since you were still going to your last classes and it would most likely be that you would see her, so instead you just grabbed a towel and headed to your bathroom to shower and do your morning routine. 


 You arrived to your next class at 12pm, you were heading to your seat when you saw Ji Won walking towards you.

 “Why did just got here at this hour?! You’re never late!” She said while taking a seat next to you. 

  “I just didn’t feel in the mood to come early” you shrugged and stared at the white board like it was the most interesting thing in the world, you didn’t feel in the mood to deal with her or tell her but you knew she would keep insisting anyways. 

 “Okay y/n did something wrong happen? Aren’t you supposed to be all happy and excited from yesterday?” She looked at you with concern in her eyes.

Happy and excited? That was sure the least you were feeling right now. 

“At first I thought you didn’t come early because I thought you were with Jongin but then he came in asking for you and…” she was about to finish when you interrupted “What did he ask?” You turned to look at her and that’s when she clearly saw the bags under your eyes and knew that there was something definitely wrong. “Well he just asked were you where and that’s all”, “Did he looked worried when he asked you or say something else?” you asked. “Well i saw him pretty normal, and no he just asked that” she answered with a look of confusion in her face while you just stared at her blankly, you nodded your head silently and turned to look at the white board again preparing yourself internally to say the news.

 “He’s cheating on me” 

 You broke down, you didn’t even cry last night but now by just saying it was enough to make you. She suddenly grabbed your hand and took you out of the classroom to another place where you could have more privacy. 

 She decided to take you to the girls locker room since it was the first place that got to her mind, when you got there you sat down at one of the benches and explained her everything about last night and she just heard without saying anything, her expression hardening at each word you said.

When you finished she stood up and started walking “I’m going to kick his ass” She said getting out of the locker room, you panicked and hurriedly went to follow her “No, wait, you can’t!” She stopped at her tracks and looked at you in surprise “Are you serious? He was a total asshole and he’s just acting as nothing happened! I’m so going to kick his ass and when i find out who that girl is i’m going to kick her ass too!” She was already shouting and that gained attention of the people that were around so you just made a sign with your hand so she could lower her voice but instead she looked towards the people that were staring and shouted “Mind your own business!” With that said they immediately turned around and went away. 

You grabbed her hand to help her relax and said “I know, i’m mad too, more disappointed at him than mad but i also want to hear him out”

 "Hear him out? She asked in a humorously way. Are you seriously thinking of giving him a chance?“ 

 "I just want to hear him out, just answers” 


 Your classes had already finished and you were now heading towards the dance practice room where Jongin was usually at this hour, Ji Won had insisted on going with you but knowing her the minute the boy decided to open his mouth to say something she was going to lash out at him, so it was better if you went alone. 

You where now outside of the practice room just staring at the door, you had a mix of feelings, you were nervous, angry, sad and even scared. You just took a big breath to gain some courage and finally opened the door to go inside.

Luckily there was only Jongin inside the practice room. The music was blasting so loud and he was so concentrated in his dance so he didn’t notice you got inside. 

You took a minute to stare him, he looked so graceful and breathtaking, every single step he made was just perfect… how could someone so beautiful wreck someone so badly and act like nothing?

You turned the music down so he could notice he wasn’t alone, that’s when he looked towards your direction noticing you and smiled. It hurt you the way he smiled at you so easily, like was he so cynical to even smile at you knowing what he had done? 

“Baby searched all day for you, i’m really sorry for not going yesterday, i couldn’t go because i had to rush to the hospital because my sister suddenly started to feel bad so you know… it was an emergency, and i forgot my phone at home so i couldn’t call you but i swear i’ll make it up” He reached to grab your hand but you stepped back, he looked at you with worry. 

“I know you're mad but i promise i’ll make it up, it was just my sister and you know that she’s sick so……” 

“Jongin, who is she?” You asked before he could finish, you wanted to get to the point already, no more lame excuses. His eyes widened a bit in surprise but recovered fast acting as if nothing.  “You already know my sister y/n” he said rubbing the back his neck with his right hand, you huffed at his answer and this time directly looked at him and asked again. 

“Who is she Jongin?” You’re voice almost broke a bit asking this but you couldn’t look weak in front of him, not now. 

“How… how did you find out? He sighed in defeat finally giving in and looked at you almost sorry, not sorry for what he did but sorry that you found out. 

 "I got a call last night from her, are you also going to play dumb about that or what?“ You turned your gaze away looking at the big mirror at your side to stare at your reflection but to your eyes you just looked weak. 

He stared at you with shock, he was surprised and confused “I- i didn’t know i really didn’t know about that, what did she tell you? Maybe she took my phone while i was distracted… but look i’m sorry y/n i swear i didn’t plan to do this… it just happened” 

 You really didn’t want to tell him what she said to you since you already felt humiliated enough so you just ignored his question and crossed your arms over your chest and decided to ask again “Who is she?”.

He was hesitant to answer you since he was stuttering not knowing what to say but he finally just answered “I can’t tell you… i’m sorry” You knew he wouldn’t tell you but still deep down there was that stupid persistent part that hoped that he would. 

 “How long have you been doing this?” 

“Almost 5 months”

Your eyes started to get full of tears, you couldn’t bare it anymore the person that you loved the most was the one that hurtthe most, something you didn’t expect you just couldn’t believe that he would be capable of doing that. 

“Were you just waiting for me to find out? Are you that selfish to just care about yourself knowing you will hurt someone else?!”

“I swear i was going to end it! But you just can’t control feelings y/n… i fell in love with her!” He exclaimed feeling desperate, he didn’t know what to do in this situation “I do love you y/n, but maybe… not like i used too” he shrugged looking at the floor. Each word was breaking you more and more.

 "Wow…” you sniffed wiping a tear that got out, he raised his gaze at you noticing you were now crying he tried to reach for again so he could hold you but stopped when you said. 

 "Don’t you dare touch me…” you looked at him furious, disappointed, just so in disgust that it made him feel hurt. You turned around and headed towards the door before he could even say anything.

You got out of campus and you got the need to get drunk, you always asked yourself Why do people always get drunk in the typical heartbreak scene? but now you finally understood why, to forget all the pain there heart. 

It was 7pm and you didn’t know of a bar close enough from where you where since you were never a drinker, you only drank once in your life and promised to never do it again but promises are made to be broken. Right Jongin?

So you just went to convenience store and bought some bottles of soju. You got out and that’s when you realized Where am i going to drink?

You thought of where you could drink, but going to your house wasn’t an option since your sister was already at home a this hour and going with Ji Won… well it wasn’t a really good idea, so you didnt have anywhere else to go.

“Ah fuck it” You decided to seat at a bench near the lake since there wasn’t people around there, you opened your bottle of suju, raised it and said “Cheers for the broken ones” then took a big swallow out of it.


11:40 p.m. 

It was almost midnight and you were so drunk to the state that you couldn’t even walk properly, you tried various times but had no success so instead you just laid at the bench staring at the stars.

“Kim Jongin, you asshole! I should had let Ji Won kick your pretty round ass!” You shouted at the air, thinking about what she said earlier and yeah thinking about his ass a bit. 

Okay maybe drinking wasn’t a good idea after all, but here you were, speaking to your drunken self since almost an hour ago.

“Aish i should kick his ass personally, right?! He deserves it!” Said that you tried to stand up motivated by the thought of it but you stumbled on your feet, you closed your eyes preparing for the impact but instead you felt a pair of hands on your waist. 

You opened your eyes and the first thing you saw was the orange hair of this unknown guy. 

“Easy there tiger” he chuckled.

Who knew how far we’d come
Who knew we would be making each other laugh again
After months of silence and tears and heartbreak.

I don’t know if I ever gave up on us at all.
You were my one, my sun in the darkest of nights
And I needed you more than I wanted to admit
So I let myself hurt until I was crying on the couch in the middle of the afternoon,
Talking to the ghost of the person you used to be.

Who knew I would still love you after all of that heartache
And who knew you would love me back in the end?

Suddenly, it was you who was hurting
And it was me who was turning a cold shoulder
Trying to protect myself from the ghost of you
Who tore my heart out.
But I still loved you unconditionally, so I let you warm my heart
And melt the walls I had tried to build around it.
Your sweet smell, your warm eyes,
And I fell right back into you.

Who knew I had made the right decision
And who knew we’d make it this far.

You wrap your arms around me before we go to sleep
And I slither out of your warm embrace just so you’ll reach out and grab me again
Take me back into you
Showing me the warmest of your love.
I smile to myself because
You are everything I have ever wanted.

But sometimes, deep down, I am still afraid
Because although things have changed since last year,
I still need you more than I care to admit
And I am afraid that one day, that may be the end of me.

—  I love you always, but please spare me the pain in doing so
Bad Decisions pt 2 [Jaehyun]

Originally posted by cherryassbomb

Genre: Angst        

Scenario: Your long term friend Jaehyun is in love with your best friend. You want nothing but the best for them but silently dealing with your break up from BTS singer Jeon Jungkook has been weighing on you. One drunken night and one bad decision leads to risks taken and mistakes made.

Characters: Jaehyun; Reader (You); Your Friend (Y/F/N); Mark; small mention of other members

Word Count: 2007

Notes: Thank you so much for your feedback with part 1, reading your nice comments really made my day! Here’s part 2 I hope you guys enjoy it as well.

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           He gave you a slow nod, his eyes telling you ‘its what’s for the best Y/N’, and he released his grip on your knee. You couldn’t necessarily poke any holes in his logic. It’s true that he and Y/F/N weren’t dating but they might as well have been. She was so in love with him and up until now you would have said he felt the exact same way about her.

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  1. ❛ The holes in your life are permanent. You have to grow around them, like tree roots around concrete; you mould yourself through the gaps. ❜
  2. ❛ I have never understood how people can blithely disregard the damage they do by following their hearts. ❜
  3. ❛ There’s something comforting about the sight of strangers safe at home. ❜
  4. ❛ I have lost control over everything, even the places in my head. ❜
  5. ❛ It’s possible to miss what you’ve never had, to even mourn for it. ❜
  6. ❛ There’s nothing so painful, so corrosive, as suspicion. ❜
  7. ❛ When did you become so weak? ❜
  8. ❛ I don’t know where that strength went, I don’t remember losing it. I think that over time it got chipped away, bit by bit, by life, by the living of it. ❜
  9. ❛ Let’s be honest: women are still only really valued for two things—their looks and their role as mothers. ❜
  10. ❛ Sadness gets boring after a while, for the sad person and for everyone around them. ❜
  11. ❛ I’m playing at real life instead of actually living it. ❜
  12. ❛ I’ve just got to let myself feel the pain, because if I don’t, if I keep numbing it, it’ll never really go away. ❜
  13. ❛ I am not the girl I used to be. I am no longer desirable, I’m off-putting in some way. It’s as if people can see the damage written all over me, can see it in my face, the way I hold myself, the way I move. ❜
  14. ❛ Who was it that said following your heart is a good thing? It is pure egotism, a selfishness to conquer all. ❜
  15. ❛ It’s impossible to resist the kindness of strangers. ❜
  16. ❛ Sometimes I catch myself trying to remember the last time I had meaningful physical contact with another person, just a hug or a heartfelt squeeze of my hand, and my heart twitches. ❜
  17. ❛ I have to find a way of making myself happy, I have to stop looking for happiness elsewhere. ❜
  18. ❛ How did I find myself here? I wonder where it started, my decline; I wonder at what point I could have halted it. Where did I take the wrong turn? ❜
  19. ❛ Now look – Now look what you made me do. ❜
  20. ❛ It’s okay, whatever you did, whatever you’ve done: you suffered, you hurt, you deserve forgiveness. ❜
  21. ❛ They’re what I lost, they’re everything I want to be. ❜
  22. ❛ You broke me and I broke us. ❜
  23. ❛ I’ve been the fool. If he does it with you, he’ll do it to you. ❜
  24. ❛ I’d never realised, not until now, how shameful it is to be pitied. ❜
  25. ❛ Sometimes, I don’t want to go anywhere, I think I’ll be happy if I never have to set foot outside the house again. ❜
  26. ❛ I don’t believe in soul mates, but there’s an understanding between us that I just haven’t felt before, or at least, not for a long time. ❜
  27. ❛ There can be no greater agony, nothing can be more painful than the not knowing, which will never end. ❜
  28. ❛ Being the other woman is a huge turn-on, there’s no point in denying it: you’re the one he can’t help but betray his wife for, even though he loves her. That’s just how irresistible you are. ❜
  29. ❛ I feel a rush of gratitude so strong, it feels almost like love. ❜
  30. ❛ You don’t know how determined I can be. Once I’ve made my mind up, I’m a force to be reckoned with. ❜
  31. ❛ The more I want to be oblivious, the less I can be. Life and light will not let me be. ❜
  32. ❛ You don’t have to be afraid of being alone. It’s not the worst thing, is it? ❜
  33. ❛ I have felt this way before. On a larger scale, to a more intense degree, of course, but I remember the quality of the pain. You don’t forget it. ❜
  34. ❛ If he thinks I’m going to sit around crying, he’s got another thing coming. ❜
  35. ❛ I don’t like to lose. It’s not like me. None of this is like me. I don’t get rejected. I’m the one who walks away. ❜
  36. ❛ I don’t remember anger, raging fury. I remember fear. ❜
  37. ❛ I can’t sleep. I haven’t slept in days. I hate it, hate insomnia more than anything, just lying there, brain going round, tick, tick, tick, tick. ❜
  38. ❛ Maybe the courage I need has nothing to do with telling the truth and everything to do with walking away. ❜
  39. ❛ I’m not beautiful, and I can’t have kids, so what does that make me? Worthless. ❜
  40. ❛ Failure cloaked me like a mantle, it overwhelmed me, dragged me under and I gave up hope. ❜
  41. ❛ It’s an odd thing to say, but I think this all the time; I don’t feel bad enough. ❜
  42. ❛ Some battles aren’t worth fighting. ❜
  43. ❛ I never felt guilty. I pretended I did. I had to. ❜
  44. ❛ I never meant for any of this to happen, we fell in love, what could we do? ❜
  45. ❛ What bothers me most is that I haven’t got to the end of my story, and I can’t start over with someone else, it’s too hard. ❜

Night in the woods again :P, seems to be my thing now. Wonder what I’ll be doing anddrawing after Jack finishes the game. Watching this in the evening before going to sleep is my safe place. I love the voices, colours, dialogues, character’s and the game in general even more every episode.
Really liked the last one! It was so calming and yet still scary. This part was probably my favourite because it was just so thoughtful, that’s why I drew it obvs. Jack as Mae today cause he really identified with her last episode. We all kinda do. (Especially since she’s bi/pan. Like how awesome is that! I love this game for showing how normal being queer is. Gregg and Angus and now Mae :3)
I hope Jack gets better soon and am looking forward to the next episode!