let me see if i can spell this right

witch tips!

🚬 if you smoke,drawing sigils on ciggarettes might be effective. think about it,it’s drawn on paper,it burns alongside tobacco (charging),it enters your lungs (could also mean charging),you release the smoke into the air (casting).
❗PLEASE DON’T DO THIS IF YOU DON’T ALREADY SMOKE. don’t start smoking because of a tumblr post 🚭
🔥 drawing sigils on plastic lighters or carving them into metal ones could also be a thing,you’d have to charge it yourself but it could be practical
🐚 i like picking rocks i feel drawn to,blessing them,and placing them in my turtle’s tank,i’m guessing blessed or charged water would do too
👑 also. you could like gather all your jewels in place and assign each one an element according to your intuition,and charge them accordingly. like keep earth jewels buried in your plants’ pots or (ONLY FOR METAL ONES) place them in/above a fire,take a bath with the water-y jewels & some sigils for charging,although i have yet to find a method to charge them with air energy.
💍 as for the above,you can totally charge items in moonwater (i’ve a dark purple-ish charm that i keep in moonwater hidden in the dark,and i feel both The Moon’s energy and also some dark energy in it,but that may be because i used said charm for some fucked up shit)
🌹 rose petals man. i felt guilty when my ex came over with roses & all i could think of was “man im so gonna use these” (but he turned out to be an asshole so now i dont feel guilty about using them) so like if you got roses from someone,you can use the petals to make a glamour especially to draw said person to you,or to solve some relationship problems,and if you don’t want none of that & you’re looking for revenge or smth you’d just have to wait until the roses die and you could add the petals in your craft,i found them to be especially strong in break up spells
📷 if you’re looking for revenge or you want someone to suffer for whatever reason,you could take a picture of them and use it. i started using this method before i ever got into withcraft and it’s proved to be extremely effective. it doesn’t even have to be like an album photo,heck you can print their profile pic from social media and fucking burn it. just do it. but it would have to be someone you really hate,yknow,intent matters a lot. bonus points for: burning with sigils,stabbing the picture (EXTRA bonus points if you have a knife you’re fond of and use it for stabbing!), having your blood on the pic before burning it (it was an accident but it worked out way better than i thought), placing a few rusty metal things like screws in the fire,placing something of theirs,blasting fitting music.
🚪 as a continuation for what i said above,i found it extremely helpful to like,gather the ashes of the picture & sigils (add in the metal things or the personal item) and like…drop that shit near the person’s house. just do it. once i gathered the ashes and like mixed them with water and put it in a bottle,got to said person’s block,and like…just..poured that nasty mixture there. (the bitch broke her jaw that night,she says she was “yawning” lol bitch nah. just to give you a glimpse of what this can do)
☕ ok but like enough of the negative shit. you need charging too. try charging your coffee/tea/energy drinks for fucks sake they all work. charge with intent,sigils,even place herbs or condiments (cinnamon in coffee doesn’t tase bad at all!)
🍃 if a leaf falls right in front of you,take it. add it to your altar. do it everytime a leaf falls in front of you. you’ll end up with a big pile of leaves but they do have a purpose
🎤 MUSIC. your voice is extremely powerful. singing while doing a spell is like a legit way to add more power to it. singing while making a glamour does wonders. singing while performing cleansing/warding rituals - singing while cursing - even just singing with intent - they all work. (for reference - you can change the lyrics as you wish. i like singing the “flower gleam and glow” song from tangled to my flowers,i also adapt it to the elements i work with , for example “darkness hear my call/let your powers show” idk i like keeping rhymes but i don’t think it’s necessary)
✒ not to mention how useful it would be to like..write your own stuff. like a poem for a creature/spirit/presence you want to summon or for a deity you worship.
✅ speaking of writing. i like to write a “wishlist” with a pencil (instead of a pen or marker) on paper + add a “my wishes are granted” sigil on it,and burn it and throw the ashes in the wind. the sigil is charged,cast and you stated your wishes. you can determine if it’s going to work or not by paying attention to the paper when it burns. did it have trouble lighting up? did certain words come out of the fire unharmed? probably not gonna work. also pay attention to the ashes like idk how to explain,but some days the ashes just go…down when i throw them in the wind,and other days they fly-almost float-in the wind,in a beautiful way,they almost look like gray butterflies.
⛔ however,you have to be like super explicit whenever you’re making a wish,just like when you ask for something in a spell or from a deity. be clear. not to mention to charge with intent. for example i’ve made wishes that x and y would break up,only to find that the two of them have only been arguing,or that they broke up but made up right back.
🌃 find energy wherever you are.take advantage. if you’re on a street with many running cars,feel the energy,draw it to you. same goes for when you’re out at night and see lights. (my ex used to take me to a bridge where there were train tracks still in use,and the ground would shake when a train was passing there. i could feel the energy when a train was passing right next to us. i collected rocks and herbs from there,and i let a charm hidden there overnight to charge)
🍺 do.not.mix.alcohol.and.withcraft. DO.NOT. like yes you can do whatever you wish to with YOUR craft,and some spells or rituals require adding alcohol,but please for the love of all that is holy please don’t attempt to do anything witchy while you’re drunk.

that’s all i have for now,most of these are pretty basic but i’m sure some of you will find this helpful. take care ✨

Spell For Making the Right Decision

Purpose of the spell: For Guidance and luck in making the right decision.





-an acorn


-pen and paper



-Clear your mind and make all your preparations for going to sleep.

-Start placing your ingredients in your satchel while focusing on the decision to be made.

-Once finished place the satchel under your pillow and place the pen and paper next to your bed.

-Before going to sleep say (or think) the following:

There is a decision to be made

I need help so I can know what to do

Please let me see the right path

Provide me with the decision to do what’s right.”

-Clear your mind as you fall asleep.

-In the morning, write down everything you can recall from your dreams- the answer will be brought to you through them.

-Repeat as necessary.

  • The VLD Fandom a week ago:
  • Crazy Anti Klance shippers: CRAZY PEDOS!
  • Crazy Anti Seith shippers: B U T W A I T! UR PEDOS TOO, MOTHERFUCKERS!!!
  • Crazy Anti Kallura shippers: You bitches better realize that KEITH IS NOT FUCKING GAY!!!!
  • All of them: *continuous hurtful arguing and death threaths*
  • The VLD Fandom right now:
  • Klance shippers: *ugly sobbing* Keeeeiiithhh???
  • Seith shippers: *nodding vigorously* Keith *cries*
  • Kallura shippers: Keeiith!!! *weeps*
  • All of them: *hugging in tears*
  • Me: Damn, can't it be like this everyday?!?!?
  • Me: *grabs popcorn* Alright! Let's see how long it takes for the spell to wear off! Hope it lasts a while!

Kolvina + Driving

Prompts/Blurbs List

I put together a list of different prompts and blurbs about the Dolan Twins! Feel free to request which ever ones you want. Also, If you do happen to use any of these, please give credit! 

1. “I miss you.“ 

2. “Would you feel better if I let you hold my hand?”

 3. “Do you have any feelings whatsoever? Or are you always just a complete dick?" 

4. "I don’t love you anymore." 

5. "Hey babe, did you eat my sandwich?”

 6. “I thought you were different." 

7. "I’d rather be smothered with a pillow in the middle of the night then go on a date with you.”

 8. “Wait a minute..Are you jealous?" 

9. "Fuck off, she’s mine." 

10. "I’m glad you find my boyfriend attractive, now fuck off." 

11. "I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

12. “Do you love her?”

13. “Wait.. You’ve never had your first kiss?!”

14. “Oh, and that’s Dolan. He’s the perfect example as to why condoms are necessary.”

15. “Did you just smack my ass?”

16. “Are you kidding me? This shit was expensive you twat.”

17. “Stop being a tool and put your fucking shirt down. You’re taking a picture for Instagram, not sending ab pics.”

18. “You’re not welcome.”

19. “And you wonder why we broke up in the first place.”

20. “…My bad?”

21. “Do you not trust me?”

22. “Have you ever masturbated?”

23. “Can I play with your hair?”

24. “If you say like one more time, I’m gonna like totally choke you the fuck out!”

25. “By all means, go fuck yourself.”

26. “Can you shut the fuck up?”

27. “Wow nice job. 5 brownie points for you!”

28. “Fuck that was so hot.”


30. “You belong with me.”

31. “Hey, I’m right here. Shh you’re okay.”

32. “Do you seriously have a boner right now?”

33. “Were you staring at her tits?”

34. “This isn’t the first promise you’ve broken.”

35. “Don’t you ever fucking do that again, you hear me?”

36. “Yes, Daddy.”

37. “My ex was never like this.”

38. “Is that my football jersey?”

39. “Hey babe, do you have any tweezers?”

40. “Why are you crying?”

41. “You know I never meant to hurt you, right?”

42. “Y-You thought I was gonna hit you?..”

43. “Your boobs are comfy.”

44. “I swear to god if you make one more smart ass comment I’m gonna stomp your balls, you dickwad.”

45. “What did you just say?”

46. “Did you just call me (Your/Ex’s/Name?)

47. “Hey baby, I’m drunk as fuck and I miss you so much. Please come home.”

48. “I’ll give you a blowjob if you go and get me some skittles.”

49. “How did you manage to fuck this up?”

50. “Do you ever regret it?”

51. “Shut your mouth and kiss me, damnit.”

52. “What the hell is on your face?”


54. “Can we just cuddle?”

55. “Baby, my tummy hurts.”

56. “You have such a nice butt.”

57. “Sorry, I-I can’t get comfortable.”

58. “I want kisses.”

59. “She came onto me, I swear!”

60. “Stop giving me the puppy eyes.. Ugh fine, fuck you.”

61. “Did you know sex is exercise?’

62. “You’re not going out like that.”

63. “You smell good.”

64. “You mean the world to me.”

65. “Promise me you’ll be here when I wake up.”

66. “I may be drunk but I know for a fact that I love you.”

67. “Uhm.. Your book is upside down.”

68. “That was the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”

69. “Stop teasing me.”

70. “You’re gonna get it when we get home.”

71. “Pretty please?”

72. “What the fuck are you giggling at? it’s 3am.”

73. “Can you just hold me?”

74. “Can I be the little spoon tonight?”

75. “Don’t roll your eyes at me, bitch.”

76. “Obviously I’m upset.”

77. “Fuck that feels good.”

78. “Stop being so horny.”

79. “Sure, go hangout with your ex. I mean, I might as well text mine, too.”

80. “You’re mine. You got that?”

81. “I know I’m your bestfriend but I want so much more.”

82. “I think I should call heaven because it looks like they’re missing an angel.”

83. “I think I just shit myself.”

84. “I have to let you go.”

85. “You broke my fucking heart.”

86. “You mean everything to me. And I’ll be damned if I were to let you walk out on me right now.”

87. “I swear to god I won’t have sex with you for a whole month if you don’t kill that eight legged motherfucker.”

88. “I want to come home.”

89. “You’re so cheesy.”

90. “You need to chill, babe.”

91. “How do you spell aluminum?”

92. “Do I look fat in this?”

93. “You can do so much better that me.”

94. “Wow you have nice abs.”

95. “You make fun of me for being short, but do you see me making fun of your small ass dick? No? Exactly. Shut your ass up.”

96. “Wow you’re really tall.”

97. “You were the biggest mistake I’ve ever made.”

98. “Can I kiss you?”

99. “I know, this was just an excuse to cuddle.”

100. “Maybe we should just order some pizza..”

Talk to Me (Snowbaz)

Eight year AU

In which Simon is trying to come up with a new spell but he ends up speaking only German

This is for @mitsouparker because she deserves to smile :)


I’m alone in the room. I think Baz is in the library. He always goes there after classes to do his homework. I prefer doing it in our room. Or not doing it at all.

We have to come up with a new spell for Magic Words class, so I try transfiguring a book into food. That would be a huge improvement to the World of Mages. At least for me.

I take out my wand and point at the book. Then, I say with magic, “Like a Bratwurst!

I wait for thirty seconds, but the book remains the same.

Scheiße,” I say, but I don’t understand myself. I wanted to say Shit.

Scheiße,” I try again. Fuck, I think I’ve spelled myself instead. “Fantastisch.”

I’d better go find Penny.

“Penny!” I shout when I find her at last, “Hilf mir!”


“Penny, ich brauche deine hilfe, ich hab’s verbockt,” I continue.

“What in Morgana’s name are you saying, Simon?”

Right. She doesn’t speak German. Because I’m speaking German, no? Agh, I don’t even know.

I try to explain her the situation through mime and stupid drawings.

After half an hour of me making idiotic gestures—Baz would love to make fun of me right now if he were here—Penelope finally understands.

“So you can only speak German?” she asks.


“But you’ve never learnt it.”

Merlin, ich weiß, Penny!” I protest.

“Okay, calm down,” she says. “Let me think this through and see if I can come up with a reversing spell. Go to your room and don’t do anything. Just… rest. I’ll come later, okay?”


When I arrive to our room, Baz is in there, too. In the shower. Great. He’ll tease the hell out of me.

I lie down on my bed and decide not to think about it—about anything—when Baz steps out of the bathroom.

Merlin, du siehst klasse aus!” I say. Fuck, where did that come from?

Baz looks at me nonplussed, almost dropping the towel he’s holding. He’s only wearing pants. “What the fuck, Snow?”

Ich meine… uhm… deine Bauchmuskeln…” I don’t know what I’m saying, I just can’t stop looking at his abs. “Ich mag sie.”

He must notice me staring because he puts a shirt on and looks away.

“What’s wrong with you?” he asks.

Ich denke, ich mag dich… das ist das Problem.

Baz looks intensely at me for a moment. He hesitates for a second, as if deciding something, before walking the two steps that separate us and stopping right beside my bed.

I sit up. We are so close now.

Ich liebe dich,” he says. And what a beautiful sound that is.

I place a hand on his nape and pull him towards me. I just want to taste his words with my lips. So I kiss him. And he kisses me back. We kiss for a long while before the two of us are panting.

“So, you speak German? Since when?” I ask him.

“Yes, I learned it last summer,” he says, his fingers playing with my curls.

“So you understood everything?”

“Yeah, Snow, everything.” He looks at me with lustful eyes. Merlin, he’s made of trouble. He takes my hand and places it on his stomach. “I didn’t know you liked my abs, you should’ve told me before.”

“I… uhm… I didn’t know either.”

“Wait, Snow,” he looks surprised. “You’re speaking English again.”

“Oh,” I say. “That’s right. I guess a true love’s kiss broke the spell?”

“Don’t be stupid, Snow. This isn’t a fairtale.”

“It feels like one, right now,” I say, looking into his eyes.

“Oh, shut up,” he replies, trying to hide a smile.

“Make me.”

“Merlin and Morgana guys, hang a sign on the door!”

“Uhm, sorry, Penny.” I blush. This is so awkward.

“It’s okay, it actually makes a lot of sense. But please, don’t let me run into you two like this ever again.”

“Okay,” I smile sheepishly.

“I see  you broke the spell,” she adds after a while.

“Yeah… true love’s kiss?”

She bursts out laughing. “Fairy tales aren’t real, Simon,” she says. “I guess Baz spoke to you in German, right?”

I nod.

“I’ll leave you two alone, then. And remember, door sign,” she says before leaving the room.

“What was that?” I ask Baz after a while.


“What you said… what does it mean?”

“Oh. Nothing.”

“Baz, what does it mean?”

He mumbles something I don’t understand.

“Just say it,” I tell him.

“I love you,” he says. And I kiss his lips before he finishes.

“I love how that tastes. Say it again.”

“I love…”

“I love you too,” I say, lips clashing against his.

Ich liebe dich.


Translation of phrases:

Hilf mir! = Help me!

ich brauche deine hilfe, ich hab’s verbockt = I need your help, I’ve fucked up

ich weiß = I know

du siehst klasse aus! = you look good!

Ich meine… deine Bauchmuskeln… Ich mag sie = I mean… your abs… I like them

Ich denke, ich mag dich… das ist das Problem = I think I like you, that’s the problem

Ich liebe dich = I love you

Ari: Hey, I hope you liked this silly mini-ficlet or at least that it made you smile :)

Sorry for my crappy German D:

Imagine being an alpha who was more powerful than Deucalion and helping Scott and Derek out when they meet the other alpha pack members


Originally posted by rollingmaloski

You were with Cora and Derek watching them talk when abruptly, you three heard a noise. That noise was the alert that there were others. You knew it was Deucalion and two of his members. You were standing back and watching the altercation betwixt Kali and Derek when she stuck the pole through him. You grimaced at the sight a bit and turned your attention to Deucalion.

“Well, well, well, To what do I owe the pleasure miss Y/N? Were you really thinking that you were going to help this alpha and his pack out? And yet you couldn’t even help out your own alpha, nor your own pack, and nor your own-”

“ENOUGH! I am here because he wanted, maybe even needed me here. Might leave later on. Might not. But you don’t have any right to talk about my past.” You say and cut him off.

“Wow. Not even going to face your own demons? That’s not the person I thought nor remember you to be dear Y/N.” he says while grinning maliciously.

You had heard enough. Derek was trying to tell you to not do anything stupid, but you were stronger than any of them thought. you rushed forward and knocked Kali to the ground. You began to pull the pipe out of Derek and had it out of him when you swung it at her, knocking her flat on her face and you put your foot on her neck and tossed the pipe away. Derek had collapsed onto the floor and was slowly starting to heal.

“Stay down bitch.” you say as you lean and put ore pressure on her neck as she began to writhe. You looked up to find him staring at you and he had begun to talk to Derek. You had drowned him out until he stood up. You glared at him and he motioned for you to move.

“Gotta say the magic words sweetie.” You say, while giving him a sickly sweet smile.

“Please get your foot off of her. Now.” He says, whilst looking annoyed.

“Fine. But let’s make sure you don’t pull this crap again, alright?” you ask.

“Alright.” Kali replies after receiving a look from Deucalion.

They left and you knew you should go and watch over Scott and Isaac.

Later on….

Originally posted by sterek-hale-obrosey

You saw Ethan and Aiden standing there across the hall from Scott and Isaac when they shifted and ran over and picked them both up. You had started to walk over there and growled, making your fangs show and your eyes were glowing a brilliant red. They turned to look a you and dropped them. You let out a small, but still kind of loud growling roar.

“You should watch who you go after, boys.” you murmur. “And know who else is around before you start attacking them.”

They had begun to shift back out of their combined form when you heard Deucalion coming up behind you.

“My dear, you would be a wonderful addition to my pack. I would be absolutely delighted to have you with us. After all, hardly anyone can get them to shift back. You’d be a valued pack member. Would you consider joining us? Even after the, previous altercation.” He asked, hoping you’d accept. But like every time before, you rejected him.

“No. Your ‘pack’ is pointless. It is ludicrous to even consider joining that I would have to be dead before I’d ever think about it. You know, same old, same old. And it will always be the same answer. No.” You reply.

“Damn. Alrighty. Good-bye. And, see you soon.” he says and walks off, with Ethan and Aiden following after him like the obedient little pups they are.
You snort at the sight and both Scott and Isaac jump up and demand to know who you are.

“I’m Y/N. That’s all you need to know right now. Now, go back and continue living your life as semi-normal teenagers. See ya both later. If you have any questions, go to Derek. Bye.” You say all of that swiftly and then walk off and wave behind you.

Hope you all like it. Sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes. Let me know what you think!! And you can send in any requests you want an there is a drabble list that I have shared and have been using.

Tagging: @malachai-winchester 

anonymous asked:

I just saw a post about straight white men tm being a pain in the ass at restaurants lest they appear gay and it reminded me of the way men act when they come into the fabric and craft store I work at. Any stories like that to share?

To preface, there are male crafters out there- rare though they may be. But usually when an adult male human is in our store they fall under three general categories:

  • ‘I came here for ONE SPECIFIC THING and I don’t need your goddam help, lady,’ then coming back to find me because they have no clue what they’re doing. 
  • ‘Crafter? Ha! No, madam- I am an artiste!’
  • The words ‘Help, wife won’t leave’ spelled out in the wooden letters section. 

All of them are, let me just say- a joy to work with because regardless of their classification, they will never be happy to see you. This goes double if you know what you’re talking about. 

The trend right now for men to be mad about when I am in their presence is resin. They will never admit it to me, but they’ve either seen on Pinterest or on some home show that you can make your countertops more interesting by putting things on the surface and then evening it out with a pouring resin to make a smooth, glossy countertop that would look awesome on their Instagram when their buddies come over to play poker. 

And I am the only person in the store right now that works with resin. And oh man are dudes not happy to be informed by a 5′5″ tubby girlish thing with a limp. More than once have I encountered the phrase ‘Is there a man I could talk to about this?’

It takes pretty much all my energy to keep the sass to my gender nonconforming ass. 

Most recently, there was a dude that wanted to do some kintsugi effect to his countertops, but he had a very roundabout way of saying it. Officially, what he wanted to do was use crushed turquoise instead of gold and then sand it down  and fill the cracks with glitter. 

“You have to mix the two parts together-”

“Yeah yeah, resin and catalyst I know I know.” Like if you knew, why did you ask, but whatever. “So I do that and then I sand it down, then what?”

“I… wouldn’t sand it down unless you intended to put another coat on top of it. Sanding it down will give it a texture and remove all the glossiness to it.”

“I thought sanding it down would make it shiny!”

“… in fact- the opposite.”

Huff huff. “And why is it so expensive?!”

“… because resin is an expensive material.”

HUFF. “I’ll have to think of something else then.” HUFF. 

Later, I’m putting beads away and he catches up to me again. 

“Where’s your turquoise?”

“In what form?”

“ANY form!”

“I think the only turquoise we have is going to be-”

“LIKE THIS!” He points to the stone beads in my hands, which happen to be blue. “I need LOTS of THIS. I’m going to grind them up to make my countertop.”

“… these are dyed howlite.”

“The hell is howlite?”

“It’s a whitish stone that can be dyed.”

“So it’s like plastic, then. I don’t want plastic.”

I just said.. it’s a rock. But whatever. “I think that the only turquoise we have is also going to be dyed.”

“So it’s not blue.”

“It’s blue, but you’re going to have color variations.”

“Why do they dye it if it’s already blue?”

“To make it a uniform color. Natural stones come in a variet-”

“So you’re saying you don’t have anything. WON-DER-FUL.”

Essentially, it comes down to them being already frustrated before they even talk to me. They want to be here even less than I want to be here and they’ve only been here for like ten minutes. 

Mary’s Teacher 9/?

Follow up to yesterday’s cliffhanger: Felicity arrives at the hospital to find out the consequences of the accident.

I told you the next chapter would be soon! All chapters including this one are also available on AO3.

No beta again, all mistakes are mine :)

9. I Can’t Lose You

Felicity tried to calm herself during the cab ride. She really had no idea if this was serious at all and the last thing the Queens needed was someone else to take care of. Time to suck it up buttercup she told herself.

The cab pulled up to the emergency entrance. “That will be $17”

Felicity handed him a twenty. “Keep the change.” The poor man had to listen to her sob all the way to the hospital.

“Hope everything works out.”

“Thanks, me too.” Felicity shut the cab door, took a deep breath and headed into the hospital.

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I'm comin' home (AJ Styles x Reader)

(First Fic on tumblr! I know I’m not the best writer in the world but I can’t get better if I don’t keep writing and practicing! I’ve read through it twice and didn’t see any grammar/spelling errors but if I notice one later I’ll fix it!)
Characters: AJ Styles, you, a little Dean Ambrose, mention of Nikki Bella
Warnings: Angst, possible cheating
Very loosely (like you can see it if you close your left eye and close your right eye) based on the song Hold On by the Scott Brothers And a special shoutout to one of my favorite blogs llowkeys (my mobile won’t let me tag) for being my go to AJ source for all things from sassy answer to anons to very sexy pictures of the one and only AJ. You helped inspire this so I hope you like it.

It’s been four days. Four days since I’ve talked to AJ. Its not for lack of trying on my part either. I’ve tried calling, face-timing, and texting him and he never responds. He’s never done this before. Normally he calls me all the time when he’s on the road. During the day he’d send me pictures of him out and about with his coworkers/friends. And on nights when I really missed him I could convince him to FaceTime me so I could see his smiling face. But now I can’t get him to talk to me.
I tried to think back to the last time we talked. About 5 days ago he called me from a town in Ohio where Smackdown was being taped. He said he was getting ready for bed and wanted to say goodnight to me. We talked for an hour before hanging up. I don’t think any negative things were sad. He was pretty happy with how Smackdown turned out. I, of course, had watched and told him how proud I was of him. We talked about how he would be home in 5 days, which meant he would be home today. I couldn’t think of anything that would make him mad at me. Maybe I said something and he misunderstood me. I guess I’ll find out when he comes home and I’ll explain everything.
AJ would be home around 6 tonight. I had everything planned out on how to figure out why he stopped responding to me. I’d cook his favorite meal and we’d talk over dinner. Once noon rolled around I decided to head to the store and pick up the ingredients for dinner. I get dressed and head out. I walk around the grocery store grabbing anything I’ll need for tonight. I check over my shopping and see the next item on the list is seasonings. I push the cart to the aisle and look for the seasons I need. Then I hear someone talking. Normally I would never listen in on a strangers conversation but I could have sworn they said AJ’s name. We lived in a somewhat small town, as a way to distance ourselves from the spotlight AJ lives in when he’s on the road. It was normal for people to gossip especially about the town celebrity. I looked around and saw two woman I didn’t know at the other end of the aisle looking away from me. “I’m telling you Helen it’s true. My son Jimmy told me. He has one of those wrestling fan sites and someone posted a picture of AJ Styles with some girl in his lap at a bar. And it was for sure not his fiancée.” “I don’t know Nancy. I’ve run into him a few times. He seems like such a nice guy. And I’ve seen him and (Y/N), I think that’s his fiancées name, out on dates a few times when William and I go out. They seem pretty happy and pretty in love.” “Let’s see if I can find the site my son showed me.” The first woman, Nancy, said pulling our her phone. “Well it’s not the same website but there’s quite a few links on here. Poor (Y/N). I wonder if she knows yet.” Both women shrug and start up on a new topic while walking father from me and to a new aisle. I get my phone from my purse and google ‘AJ Styles cheating’. AJ and I wanted to keep our relationship semi private. I didn’t want to the spotlight but he felt like it was important that people know we were together. He figured it may help keep gold digger girls off him. But I guess that wasn’t working. Google finally pops up results and I don’t believe my eyes. At least seven websites are reporting on AJ with different woman. I open a few of the links and almost cry right there in the grocery store. Dozens of pictures of AJ are posted. Each one he has a beer in one hand and a different girl near him or on his lap. This must be some joke. I look through the other websites and it’s all the same. I close my phone and walk out of the store without the items I was shopping for. I was in no mood to cook for him tonight. Tonight would be him explaining to me what the hell is going on. Once I get home I start crying. Why would AJ cheat on me? Was he getting tired of me? Was this his way of calling off our wedding that was only 3 months away? After a few minutes of tears and questioning everything I decided to find out some truth. I had only been to live shows a few times but while I was there some of the super stars gave me their numbers in case of emergency and I couldn’t get a hold of AJ. I look through my contacts and just decide to try Dean Ambrose. He and AJ didn’t get along well but he was always nice to me and I imagine he was also at bars and would tell me the truth. He doesn’t seem like the kinda guy to sugar coat things. Right as I’m about to hit the call button a text from AJ finally appears. “Sorry babe can’t make it home this week. Something came up we all have to stay. Try to be home next week. - AJ” What? He wasn’t coming home at all? We haven’t seen each other in a month or talked in almost a week and the only thing he has to stay is Sorry. He didn’t say he missed me or that he loved me? Once I read the message again to make sure I’m reading it correctly I call Dean. It rings three times then he answers. “This is Dean.” “Hey Dean. This is (Y/N) (Y/L/N). AJ’s fiancée. Have you seen AJ lately? He hasn’t been answer my calls and I’m worried about him.” I decide not to jump straight to the is my fiancé cheating on me line. “I’ve seen him a few times since the show. Seems like he’s fine. Hasn’t been making that stupid face he makes when he’s pissed.” “Okay. Now, um, this is really awkward but to ask but I figured you out of all people would give me a straight answer. I’ve seen the pictures on social media of AJ at bars with other women. Are those real? Is that really happening?” There’s a silence on the other end of the line. That can’t be good. It means he is trying to find the right way to tell me AJ is cheating. “Yeah they are. I’m sorry (Y/N). After the first time it happened we figured he was drunk and not thinking straight. Nothing happened the girl just danced on him and sat with him. When it happened again the next time Nikki Bella asked him what he was doing since he has a fiancée and all. He just snapped at her and told her to mind her own damn business. She thought about telling you but then realized no one but AJ knew your number.” With every word he said my world came crashing down. AJ was cheating on me. “So he starting talking girls back to his room?” “He took them somewhere.” “Is it true that something came up and you all have to stay for another week? He just sent me a text saying that.” “Yes that one is true. They scheduled wrong and our week off is in a week not this week. Listen I’ve gotta go but I’ll talk to AJ for you. I won’t tell him you know about the girls but I’ll tell him to actually call you since you’re worried about him.” “Okay. Thanks Dean you’ve been very helpful.” “No problem (Y/N). I hope things work out.” And with that the phone call is ended. For the next few days AJ still doesn’t call. Dean has started texting me updates on him though. He told AJ to call me and AJ said he would at some point but that hasn’t happened. Dean did say he hasn’t been hanging around any girls at the bars so that’s good I guess. I can’t believe the only contact I’m having with my fiancé is through a guy he can barely stand. During the rare moments I’m not thinking about AJ I’m thinking about our wedding. The wedding that might be called off. I had already bought a dress but I could sell it only. Same with the rings. The stone in my engagement ring was my grandmothers so I’ll take the stone back and him the rose gold setting back. I’ll see if I can take his silver band back to the jeweler where I bought it. Food could easily be canceled. Same with venue and hotel rooms among other odds and ends. I’d have to tell my family. That would be a mess. I’d have to move out of the house since it was his before we got together. I’d probably have to move back to home with my parents and find a job to save up money to rent an apartment. And here I thought I was living in a perfect fantasy world. Guess not. Today is a week later which means AJ should be home today. I don’t know if I’m ready. I’ve trying to mentally prepare myself for the last couple of nights. My phone started ringing while I was making my self some lunch. I knew who it was before I even looked at the caller ID. AJ had set his intro music has his ringtone on my phone. Everyone else was stuck with the generic ringtones preset on the phone. I take a deep breath before answer. “Hello.” “Hey Darlin’ I’m packing up now and I’ll be at the airport soon. So I’ll be home in about 3 hours. Is my girl gonna be waiting on me?” That’s what I normally did. I would go to the airport and wait for him to land and once I saw him I would run into his arms. But how could he be acting so casual? After everything that has happened. I take another breath and decide to call him out on it. “You’ve been cheating on me. And don’t lie either. I’ve seen the pictures and I’ve talking with Dean Ambrose. You didn’t talk to me for days and I have to find out you’ve been hanging around other women at bars from two strangers in the grocery store. And even when Dean told you I was worried and you to call me you didn’t. So tell me what the hell is going on? Is this your way of saying you want to call off the wedding and break up? Should I start packing my bags now and book a plane ticket to my parents?” By the end of this I’m crying. “Darlin’. Please don’t cry. I-I… It’s a lot to explain. I promise I don’t want to call off the wedding. I love you. Once I get home I’ll explain everything to you. Okay?” He sounded sincere. Like he was sorry. “I’ll be at the airport. It’s raining here and you should walk in the rain.” “Thank you Darlin’. I have a surprise for you. You’re gonna love it. I’ll see you soon. I love you.” “I love you too.” It’s such a knee jerk reaction I don’t have time to stop myself from saying it. But then again I do still love him. I start getting ready to head to the airport. After a shower, where I think about everything AJ said, I get dressed and do hair and makeup. Then I get to the airport and want by the baggage claim for AJ. Twenty minutes and a lot of games of phone solitaire later I hear people walking towards the area where I’m standing. I put my phone in my purse and look up. He’s one of the last to get to the claim area. I walk over to him and don’t say anything. He smiled a somewhat sad smile at me and waits for his suitcase to arrive. Once it does he grabs it and we wordlessly walk to the parking lot. “Do you want me to drive?” This is the first thing he says to me. “No. I couldn’t find the keys to the truck so I had to bring my car and you don’t like driving my car.” I say as we reach my car. He puts his bag in the backseat and we both get in. The drive is silent. Which is so unusual for us. Normally he’s telling me about his trip and at some point his hand will makes its way to mine and doesn’t let go until we are home. We reach home and head inside. AJ sets his suitcase in our room and comes back out to the living where I’m sitting on the couch waiting on his explanation. He sits in the chair across from me and sighs dragging his hand down his face. Something he does when he’s nervous or doesn’t want to talk about something. “I promise nothing happened with those girls. I didn’t sleep with any of them. I didn’t kiss them. Nothing happened. I only brought one back to my room and as soon I opened the door I thought of you and sent her away. I don’t know what got into me Darlin’. I guess I’m just worried about the wedding. I’m getting nervous. I don’t want what happened last time to happen again.” This would be AJ’s second marriage. The first ended in divorce. “But it won’t. I love you and would never cheat on you like she did. You are the only guy in the world for me. I care about you more then I care about myself.” I try my best to hold back the tears in my eyes but they slip anyway. AJ leans closer to me and wipes them away before sitting back straight. “I know that. And I was being stupid. And I am so sorry Darlin’. I promise it won’t happen again. These last two weeks I’ve been an idiot and I can’t believe I hurt my favorite girl for such a stupid reason. Can you forgive me?” “Hey can I be so sure it won’t happen again? There’s just a few months until the wedding and even after that things could happen.” “Come on the road with me. You’ve always said you want to travel and see new places. We would have to be more public with our relationship but you know I love you and you love me why not let people how much we love each other.” He moves from the chair to the couch and takes my hand in his. “Please forgive me Darlin’. I’ll do anything to prove how sorry I am.” I look down at our hands together. My tiny fingers laced with his bigger ones. Light reflecting off the stone in my ring. I look up to his face and I can see the sadness in his blue eyes. I take free hand and brush an out of place from his forehead and smile. “Okay. I’ll forgive you. And I’ll come on the road with you too.” His face breaks out into one of the biggest smiles I’ve ever seen and he kisses me for the first time in over a month. It’s simple, soft, and full of love. We pull apart and I lean into his chest and he wraps his arms around me. “Where’s my present? You said you bought me something?” He looks at me for a spilt second and laughs. “We just had a very touching heart-to-heart talk and now all you can think about is your present?” “Well if it’s from you then it’s bound to be an awesome present.” “It’s in my suitcase. I’ll go get it.” I lean up so he can get off the couch. He disappears to our bedroom and soon returns with a plain blue gift bag. He sits back down and pulls me on to his lap. “Here you go Darlin’.” He hands me the bag and I immediately reach my hand in. What I pull out is a t-shirt. One of his WWE merch t-shirts. A shirt that I probably have at least 3 more of in my dresser. I look at AJ for a moment confused and he takes the shirt and turns it around. On the back it says ‘AJ’s wife & Number 1 Fangirl’. I smile and giggle a little before setting the shirt aside. “I love it. I’ll wear it to every show. Make sure everyone knows who my man is.” “Damn right you’ll show them. If you start hanging around backstage I don’t want those idiots to think you’re free game. You’re mine.” “Yes I’m yours. Very happily yours.” I smile and kiss him again before he starts telling me all about his month on the road.

Obsessive (Compulsive)

I don’t let many people hug me.
I wash my hands with scalding water after a cashier hands me my change, after, of course, checking and rechecking the item’s expiration dates.
I have sexual feelings that I do not want.
And when my boyfriend doesn’t respond right away as he gets home and doesn’t let me know that he is safe inside, I get flashes in my mind of headlines and his address. ‘Man, young, murdered, shot, stabbed, hit, killed etcetera…dead.’ I see too many flashes to count.
And I’m so tired. It drains me. And it haunts me. What pains me is this is growing still.

Tears in my eyes, hoping I will see again, his New York window sill.
But not on the cover of a newspaper.
Not with the tiny dots of black ink that spell out “killed”.

I can hug him longer than anyone else.
And I don’t want to scrub myself with boiling water after it.
It makes me feel clean.

Hell and Silence || Chapter Seven


Warnings: Smut, Swearing, Fighting

Word Count: 7,503

A/N: ChAPTER SEVEN! How are you guys liking Derek and Vanessa so far? I love them.

Chapter One     Chapter Two    Chapter Three    Chapter Four     Chapter Five     Chapter Six



“Isaac, please calm down, you’re going to wake up my dad.” I tried to coax him, but nothing was working. Isaac managed to keep his poise the entire ride back to the house, but as soon as Allison drove away, he lost it. He would have thrown me against the wall if I hadn’t ducked out of the way.

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Starset : Vessels (2017)  Sentence Starters


  • If you lead, I will follow
  • I will be your Apollo
  • I’ll feel your gravity
  • I’ll stay and never leave
  • I’m here tonight
  • Shine your light and set me free
  • Take the darkness out of me
  • Shine on me
  • You are my fate
  • Give me warning
  • I seek the stars above the world to be the guide
  • They are pale against the light in your eyes
  • Send your signal out and bring me back to you


  • Something blocking your reception 
  • It’s distorting our connection
  • Now the silence screams that you are gone
  • You’ve tuned me out
  • There’s something here that’s broken
  • There’s something here with no end
  • Cause I can feel your soul fade
  • I can feel your heart change
  • I bared my soul for you
  • My heart was bulletproof till you took off the jacket
  • I was doing this all for you
  • I tried to save you now I’m swallowed
  • You wanted war

Die For You

  • I will run alone tonight 
  • I know your eyes
  • I saw the truth inside the real you
  • I know you’re lost when you run away
  • When are you coming home?
  • There’s no pain that I won’t go through even if I have to die for you
  • The only hell I know is without you
  • Until I bring you home
  • I’ll bring you home


  • We should have been afraid of heights
  • I was trying just to get you
  • I’m dying to forget you  
  • I fell behind
  • We were one in the same
  • You left me with a bittersweet taste
  • I’ve been dying just to see your face
  • All I wanted was to say “goodbye”
  • They don’t know my heart


  • The void is calling 
  • Don’t fear
  • It’s ok I promise
  • I don’t know what to say
  • I’m going to want you till the stars evaporate
  • A thousand armies won’t stop me
  • Just tell me to stay
  • Your beauty conquers the darkness
  • I’ll fall in love with you again
  • Don’t leave me lost here forever
  • Bring me back to you

Into The Unknown

  • It’s calling me 
  • Are you out there waiting?
  • It takes more than eyes to see
  • Take the path less traveled
  • Is this real or in my mind?

Gravity of You

  • I feel it pulling me 
  • I feel the past that’s died there
  • I feel you pull me through 
  • It’s boring holes in me
  • I feel you here with me
  • I will risk it all to own it

Back To Earth

  • Set me free 
  • I succumb to the weight of the world
  • I fall from the sky

Last To Fall

  • The world is cold but it’s beautiful 
  • I wish you were here now
  • I miss your soul
  • You lost your light When the darkness called
  • My soul is burning
  • I’m still the same
  • And will you be bold
  • Will you lose control?
  • I could never let go

Bringing It Down

  • I saw the creature deep inside 
  • I’m falling apart
  • There’s something inside you that isn’t right
  • There’s something that haunts your dreams at night
  • You’re bringing it down
  • Silly me
  • I came so close this time
  • I still thought I could make it mine


  • I lost myself into the night 
  • I clipped my wings and fell from flight
  • There’s no dreams in the lakes only monsters
  • And the monsters are my only friends
  • You always knew me
  • There’s no angel in you in the end
  • All that is left is the change
  • I think you made me this


  • You filled me up with hate 
  • You thought I’d forget
  • You’re the war that I wage
  • Can you change me?
  • This is the world you’ve created
  • Seems the monster always wins
  • Who knew the emptiness could be so cold?
  • I am the darkness
  • I’m a monster


  • If I had my way I would run to the rescue
  • It never works that way
  • But I’m not giving up
  • I don’t wanna let you go but I can’t stand to watch this
  • You had me under spell right from the start
  • You’d know what I want before I tell you
  • You are the sun, I am the full moon
  • I can be what you want
  • I will wait in the dark for you
  • I’m in the dark ‘till you light the way


  • You come in waves 
  • Then you fade away into nothing
  • You leave me froze in time
  • You’ll never know the beauty I see when you open your shadows
  • They’ll never know the worlds that I see in the darkness you don’t show 
Make it Snow Spell

Hello there lovelies!
So, this spell comes from the Witchcraft book I picked a few days ago. It has spells from different cultures and gives a sort of insight to witchcraft from days past. 
I have not really dabbled in weather spells but figured I may try this one out when winter rolls around again! 
Friendly Reminder: You can change this spell as you see fit!

To Make It Snow

What you will need:

- An object that has been magically charged and holds significance.
- A piece white cloth (big enough to cover the object).

What To Do:
- Hold your object under the white cloth and recite the following:
“Goddess Hecate, lead away the heat
Bring only virgin snow to the ground at my feet
Let it snow all day and night
The animals will not stir; I will not fight
I need snow, need it right away
To be covered in white
Just for one day” 

Let me know if you make any changes or have any questions! I will answer all messages in a timely manner! 
Have a magical day!

Originally posted by sweetly87

Requested by anon <3
Prompt:  could you do a newt x reader that is full of fluff, but the reader is quite rebellious and adventurous and raises dragons? Like Newt could be looking for one back in London and he runs into her


Enthusiastic knocking on your door made you sigh heavily and throw away the dirty rag you were cleaning with. Stumbling to the door you peaked through the oculus – an unfamiliar man with a wandering gaze and fiery hair stood by your doorstep, idling with his fingers as a distraction before he knocked again, only this time a bit harder. In one swift moved you yanked the door open, surprising him and leaving his hand floating midair. The young man gulped, offering an awkward smile as he directed his gaze somewhere behind you. You waited for him to speak and seeing as he was catching his breath and arranging his words you broke the silence first, “Can I…help you?”

“Yes, yes you can, actually.” He replied bluntly. The corners of his mouth creased and he smiled, “I was-“ he cut himself off when you caught his gaze – in an instant he looked away, “I was wondering where you got the Common Welsh and if you have any more.” You froze, your grip on the handle tightening. With his head he motioned to his suitcase, “I have—“

“I-I have no idea what you’re talking about—“ You blurred, pulling the door close, “Good day.” You mumbled, almost shutting the door in his face but he managed to sneak his foot in and stop you. You frowned, “I said good day.” You repeated, irritated.

“Pardon, perhaps I was too…forward.” He said, “If you’re not selling then may I suggest fixing your cloaking spell?” You blinked, “It seems to be malfunctioning—“ at the mention of magic you quickly stepped onto your porch and shut the door behind you. The man took a big step back, the tips of his ears turning red as he tried to avoid your hard gaze. You crossed your arms over your chest.

“You’re a wizard?” You asked, despite already knowing the answer. He nodded.

“Newt Scamander.”

“(Name) (Lastname).”

“Where did you get the dragon?”

“Look, does it matter?” You asked, tiredly, “I just-I-Well, sheep started disappearing and I figured—you know it’s harmless! Really! I was planning to send it back to freedom, honest! Just, you know” you leaned in, biting down a smile, “he’s so cute. A marvelous creature—but I will bring it back! I will! You have my word, sir, oh—oh are you from the Ministry? Oh…Oh Merlin, you aren’t from the Ministry are you? He’s still a teenager, that’s why so many sheep have–…you know! Teenager! You remember being a teenager right?! With the emotions…and the emotions-look, it doesn’t matter where I got it from, right? Please don’t arrest me.”

Newt stared at you exasperated, finding it both amusing and worrying how fast you were talking. Once you finished you stared at him with doe eyes and he gulped. Idly, he fixed his bowtie, “I-I’m not from the ministry. And I’m not going to arrest you just—you really must fix that cloaking spell, Miss (Name).” As if only now realizing it, you snapped.

“Oh-Oh Merlin’s Beard! Can my neighbors SEE MY DRAGON FROM THEIR WINDOWS?!”


You let him in and offered him some tea as he kindly helped you fix that pesky spell and hide away the sleeping dragon that made your windows rattle from its snoring and heavy breathing. You sat down next to him, grinning from ear to ear as you shoved an album into his lap and made him look through it. Pointing a finger at the black and white picture of you and a Hungarian Horntail, you started, “That’s me after Hogwarts, on my first trip abroad. Ran into a bloke carrying dragon eggs. He was going to sell them to some gangster so I swooped in and saved the day. Leia is three months old here.”

“You stole the eggs?” Newt raised a brow, genuinely curious and even impressed. You nodded proudly.

“Sadly, could only snatch one.” You told, turning a page, “It was my first dragon….And I still have burns. Not even magic could heal those. Loved her to death, though.”


“I had to let her go.” You admitted with a solemn tone, “She’s a dragon. She needs space and freedom…Before long I’ll have to let Billy go as well.” As if on cue, Newt glanced at the rattling window that gave in and cracked, then turning to you with a visible question, “Yes, that’s Billy. Such a sweetheart. Only eats when I’m not looking. And cleans up too!”

“…You’re an expert on dragons, aren’t you?” It was more than a statement, rather than a question, and you couldn’t help but grin, “How long have you been doing this?”

“…A while.” You took a sip of your tea, cursing quietly when it burned your tongue, “I whas-was training them before releasing into the wild…” you put the cup down on the saucer and set it on the table, “Which remind me…” You looked at him with a mischievous glint in your eyes, “Newt Scamander.” The man blinked nervously, “Have you ever rode a dragon before?”

“Have you?” He shot back. You giggled.

“I take that as a ‘no’… Would you like to?”


“You’re cloaking Billy. I’ll go get the saddle.”

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Part 2

Stopping in front of the Salvatore’s house, sitting down on the stairs, trying to catch your breath. Your breathing shallow, sweat forming on your forehead. You ran your fingers through your hair, analyzing everything that happened at the Grill.

‘Hey, are you ok?’ You turned around and saw Bonnie standing behind you. You sighed and stood up.

‘No, not exactly. We have a problem.’


‘Little weasle, I knew he was planning something because we haven’t seen him in a while.’ Damon said, tossing small ball he held in his hand.

‘He’s after the ascendant.’ Bonnie said.

‘You mean the ascendant we hid? I didn’t know it was because of him.’ You said, crossing your arms.

'Yeah, that one.’

'So, just give it to him and we’ll be free.’

'We can’t just do that!’ Elena said a little louder, making you turn around and face her.

'If we give him the ascendant, he will destroy so no one can ever send him back to prison world or use it to send some of us down there and then destroy it.’ Bonnie said, taking the ascendant out of her bag and putting it on the table.

'We can’t send him to prison world because we need someone from gemini coven to do the spell but what we can do is hide it and prevent Kai from using it, also protecting you is the first thing we need to do right now’

'I can take care of myself. I have magic.’ You said, looking around the room, only seeing everyone looking at you. It was as if no one could agree with you on that. You knew it was risky and with just one mistake you could end up either hurt or even something worse because from the stories you heard about Kai, the best thing to do is to stay away from him.

'How do you know he’s not here right now?’ You asked. 'You know he’s using that cloaking spell quite often and don’t even let me started on those illusions he pulled on us.’ Elena asked, putting her arm on your shoulder, looking at the rest of the people in the room.

'We don’t.’ Bonnie said, crossing her arms.

'So he could-’

'Hello people! Wow, still amazed how massive this place is’ you all turned around and saw walking towards you with a grin on his face, stopping right beside you. Your heart started beating as fast as it did at the Grill when he approached you. You were afraid of him and you weren’t afraid to admit it.
Everything about him made your blood run cold. His cold and dark stare piercing into your eyes, your body looking for some place to escape. But this time, you couldn’t escape someone so easily. You had a feeling something bad was about to happen. You shot a glance at Bonnie. Glance that was saying 'holy crap, what now’. She just shook her head and looked at Kai, him putting his arm on your shoulder and bringing you closer.

'So, about that ascendant. Am I getting it or what?’ Kai asked, looking at Bonnie and waiting for her reaction, his stupid grin still on his face.

'No, you’re not. I’m not letting you hurt anybody else, like you hurt me, remember?’ Bonnie stayed strong behind her words. She was much more confident than you were and it was easy to tell. It wasn’t the first time she had to stand tall and face the psychopath.

'You know I just wanted to send my family to 1994 prison world like they sent me? Just, so they can get a feeling what it’s like to be trapped in there, and, let’s not forget, what it’s like to go through 6771 supernaturally repeating days. Forgot how much that drove me crazy.’ Kai said, looking at only one spot on the floor, dozing off for a split second.

'You’re not getting the ascendant.’ Bonnie said, now being extremely annoyed by Kai.

'I warned you guys what would happen if I don’t get my ascendant. This one is on you, Bonnie.’

That was the last thing he said before he put a cloaking spell on him. Not just him, you aswell. You both just disappeared into thin air, others incapable of doing anything at the moment, not even Bonnie.
This was the moment fear really kicked in. You were petrified, you thought your life was about to end because you knew Kai was capable of literally anything. There wasn’t a part of you that wasn’t afraid of him, his touch hurt more than anything, even without siphoning, it felt like your skin was on fire. Every single cell in your body was burning, but burning with fear.

'Here we are’ he said, pushing you to sit down.

'What.. what are you going to do to me?’ You asked, your voice shaking with fear, eyes watering.

'That depends on your good friend Bonnie.’

'You’re not getting it.’

'We’ll see.’ He took outhis phone and dialed a number. He started walking around the room and then stopped in the corner. It didn’t even last long, he just hung up and turned to look at you. That same feeling you had at the house, came back. He walked quickly towards you as he waved his hand and your vision suddenly went pitch black.

After who knows how many minutes or hours passed, you woke up, still not completely aware of your surroundings. You tried to get up but unsuccessfully. Your vision became clear again, making you realized you were tied down to a chair, with blood dripping on the floor, creating a small puddle of blood underneath you.

'Oh, hello’ Kai said, crouching in front of you, you getting a good look at his face.

'What are you doing to me?’

'Just draining you from your bloody really slowly so you can use your witchy woo on me.’ He said, laughing. It looks like everything he’s ever said was a joke to him or maybe it was just amusing him when other people were in pain.

'You’re a sociopath.’ You said, your voice weak and muffled.

'Thank you. I like being a socipath. Anyway, I talked to Bonnie again and made a deal. She brings me the ascendant and I let you go. She refuses or breaks our deal, I drain you, not completely obviously, siphon your magic entirely and you die.’

'What?’ You asked, your eyes watering again, your hands shaking.

'Oh, don’t be so scared. It’s not that bad.’ He said as he got up and placed his hands on your arms, siphoning you, making you squirm and cry out in pain. He kept doing it and doing it, longer than he did when you first met him. It hurt as hell and you couldn’t do anything about it. You couldn’t even fight back. You’ve never felt more helpless in your life as you did in that moment.

'Kai… please…’ yoi cried out and he finally stopped, looking into your eyes. He brought his hand up to your cheek and wiped a tear that was rolling down with his thumb.

'Let’s take a break, shall we?’ He said and walked behind you but you heard a loud noise coming not too far away. You tried to look back, but it was impossible.

'Hey, hey, are you ok?’ You looked up and saw Damon, untying the ropes from your hands and biting his hand to give you some of his blood to heal you. He picked you up and carried you out the house Kai trapped you in, and ran the hell away from that place, leaving Kai on the floor. Who knows what Kai’s next move was, what his plan B was if this one fails. It did fail and it was just the matter of time when you had to face him again.

i love all the stuff of the Sides being soft and nice to an upset/distressed/hurt/sick Virgil, but you know what I want?

Virgil doing his job and the others realising the real motive behind it all - protection.

Virgil holding Thomas back from going somewhere - and for the first time he realises Virgil holds him by the shoulders, pulls him back and close to him, the body language that reads “I am afraid of something bad happening to you, and I want to keep you safe”.

Virgil blocking Patton from running headlong into something - and they realise he does it by standing in front of him, his arm out to block Patton, the universal stance of “stay back, let me protect you”, how he turns to talk to him and there’s concern in his eyes as he carefully spells out each thing he’s worried about: “I don’t want you to get hurt, let me stop it from happening”.

Virgil debating endlessly with Logan, back and forth and back and forth - but they can see the way the tension relaxes slowly from him with each thought out and logical rebuttal, can tell that what this argument means is “I’m not sure we’re doing the right thing, and I have to make sure we’re not wrong”.

Virgil interrupting the ideas and dreams Roman spouts - only they realise he’s not trying to shoot down ideas or ruin them, he just has bits and pieces he’s unsure about, things he needs to make sure won’t turn bad, things that realistically cannot be done, “I don’t want our hopes and expectations to go too high because I don’t want it to hurt if they crash down”.

The realisation that Virgil is only trying to help, to safeguard and protect - even if he goes a bit overboard sometimes, even if he worries himself in circles, even if he snaps or his words come out harshly, all he wants is them all to be safe and happy and okay, and he’s doing it the way he knows how.

So in my DND campaign there was a moment where the Paladin’s main enemy from his backstory was docked at the port in the town we were at. So he pulls me the Rogue aside and asks for her help to scout the place to come back later to take out the guy or maybe wait until he fell asleep. We wanted to be smart.

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araglas1989  asked:

uui awesome! how about Hawke gets transformed into a child when a curse goes sideways and Fenris needs to babysit him, while Anders and Merril need to work out how to transform him back? When he is back himself he still remembers everything about his time as child by Fenris side. Extra points for hyperactive Hawke getting all quite and in awe when Fenris reads to him. (maybe friends to lovers?)

Source: I was often left in charge of my two younger siblings, and I used to babysit a lot as a teenager. Now I help my mother watch my niece (5) and nephew (2). What I’m saying is, in my experience with kids, when things go wrong, they really go wrong.

“Leopold Eugene Hawke, if you don’t stop climbing those shelves this instant, I swear I will spank you!”

Little Leo glanced over his shoulder, found Aveline in all of her red-faced threatening fury, and made a face. He began to climb again. “You can’t,” he stated, matter-of-fact, snotty. “You’re not my momma.”

“We’ll see about that!” she said, and stalked forward, made a grab for him. Little Leo screamed as if she had cut him with her sword.

“You’re hurting me!”

“I am not!”

“Let go! You’re hurting me!”

“Get down before you break your neck!”

Another ear-piercing scream. Varric pulled his hand slowly down his face. “Maker’s ass,” the dwarf said. He could feel a headache coming on. “Can we get some progress on that spell? This shit stopped being funny two hours ago.”

“Oh, right, we’ll get right on that.” Anders’s voice was thick with sarcasm. The ball of magic between him and Merrill wobbled dangerously, and Merrill made an irritated noise.

“You have to calm down or this will never work,” she said.

“Forgive me if I’m having a little trouble concentrating!” he bit out.

“I told you not to feed it so much sugar!”

Little Hawke screamed again.

The group of apostate blood mages they’d encountered had been holed up in the bowels of Darktown for far too long, and didn’t take kindly to being found. Their spell had been meant to un-make Hawke, aging him down rapidly to nothing – and had only been interrupted by the deaths of every desperate caster. Hawke froze around the age of four or five.

“You aren’t my momma!” Hawke screamed at Aveline. He threw a book, and when Aveline dodged it, it hit Isabela. “Where’s mama? Where’s da?”

“They’re all dead, you little brat!” Isabela snarled, and threw herself at the book case. She got a hand around his ankle, even as he kicked. “You get down here right now!”

Little Leo began to scream again.

It was amid this that Fenris entered the room. He had gone to report the fate of the apostates to the templars while the rest of them tried to smuggle Hawke home without being seen – Kirkwall, after all, couldn’t see their Champion reduced to such a state. Hawke had been much better behaved, then, before Anders fed him all those cookies.

Fenris paused in the threshold of Hawke’s library, taking it all in: Isabela, shaking the bookshelves as she screamed at Hawke. Aveline, screaming over Isabela. Anders, screaming at them all to shut up. Hawke, just screaming.

Varric, seated in an armchair, rubbed his temples. “Good luck,” he muttered, as the elf strode forward. Little Leo did not take too kindly to strangers.

Fenris urged Aveline to take three steps back. He pulled Isabela, bodily, from the bookshelf. Hawke fell silent when he levelled his glare on him. The young mage’s face was red and tear-streaked.

He climbed down meekly when Fenris extended his arms to him.

Sentence Meme: 88 Prue Halliwell Quotes

Some will be more easily applicable than others.
SOME WILL CONTAIN TRIGGERS (violence/supernatural references)!!
Feel free to change pronouns/genders at will.

  • Look, I have just found out that I am a witch, that my sisters are witches, and that we have powers that will apparently unleash all forms of evil. Evil that is apparently going to come looking for us.
  • Is that bad luck?
  • No, no, no. It is Phoebe and her new powers.
  • Yeah, I said it to mom and it was the last thing I said to her before she died.
  • Okay, apparently my power isn’t the only one that’s grown.
  • Curse? What curse?
  • And tell them what? That someone broke into our house to try and steal our broomsticks?
  • Ah, probably a zombie or vampire.
  • Couldn’t your people just issue some kind of statement?
  • One killer cocktail literally. A little oleander, some jimsonweed, bloodroot, among other things. Stops the heart immediately.
  • Oh, don’t threaten me.
  • I’m so sorry. I had no idea.
  • No, actually that good. It was… Well, we were naked. But that’s not the point.
  • No, I’m free. I’m not going back.
  • Oh, yeah. You want to have that conversation with him?
  • Yeah, well, what else can we do?
  • Yeah, but there must be some kind of incantation to reverse it.
  • You got one too. Come here.
  • I don’t know. But why should I believe anything that you say? I mean, you don’t even know the difference between what belongs to you and what belongs to, oh, let’s say Macy’s.
  • We are going to be careful, we’re going to be wise, and we’re going to stick together.
  • So, witches forever?
  • I mean, you could always calculate her age by the number of rings on her fingers.
  • Stairs can be sobering.
  • Yeah, well, all demon-hunting and no play has made me a lot less picky. I gotta figure out a way to put some more balance in my life.
  • Your gift. Show him your gift.
  • So we’re actually supposed to believe that you’re Cupid?
  • You’re kind of hard to miss in that outfit.
  • Look, I know that this all sounds incredible, but it doesn’t make it any less true.
  • After everything that I’ve seen in my life, and believe me, I’ve seen a lot of weird stuff, it takes a lot to scare me. But this time, I’m really scared.
  • Um, do you remember Pearl Harbor?
  • No, I’m not okay! You’ve turned me into a witch!
  • I realise that I do want kids. I think that I’d make a great mom.
  • Okay, so that spell switched all of our powers.
  • Same thing that we’ve always done. Borrow each other’s clothes, hog the phone.
  • I don’t know. You know, I’ve been, I’ve been mad at you for so long, ever since mom died, I don’t know how else to be.
  • And that’s for thinking that you wouldn’t get slapped.
  • He was either too stunned to speak or actually believed me on some level. It was the closest that we’ve ever come to having an honest conversation.
  • Oh, the rutabaga!
  • I can’t believe how much hate that took.
  • I’m just following my instincts, and they’ve never led me wrong before, at least not when I was really listening to them.
  • OK, was it a demon?
  • I don’t know, I just felt a chill. [name]? [name], are you there?
  • Okay, how are we doing on that spell?
  • So you can slice off a chunk of demon flesh but you can’t touch a pig’s foot?
  • Alright, here goes. From this moment on your pain is erased, your bad luck as well.
  • I don’t obsess. I think. Intensely.
  • Well, he ran me over.
  • Are you saying that you don’t want to see me anymore?
  • I mean, look, it’s a hassle. It can sometimes screw up our personal lives.
  • Do I have to use my power on you?
  • I can’t just let an innocent man die!
  • Yeah. Yeah, I’ll just run up to the Altar Room, which by the way is right next to the Potions Lab, and I’ll be right back.
  • Okay, you know, for your information, I do not have man troubles. Financial ones, now, yes. But definitely not man troubles.
  • I hit [name] in the chest with an axe and he didn’t even bleed.
  • Hello? Gluttony, table for one.
  • Oh, oh, alright, so, uh, I’m gonna go now and I’ll be downstairs and work all night long and I’ll be really quiet and you won’t have to worry about me.
  • I’m just never sure if it’s better for you to know or not to know.
  • Where do we go from here?
  • I don’t believe this! We’ve been frantic, worried sick about you thinking you’ve been kidnapped.
  • It’s the 21st century. It’s the woman’s job to save the day.
  • By the way, you owe me for a car tow and a tank of gas, you little leech!
  • He’s the demon!
  • Oh, well, I see that you’ve inherited dad’s talent of bailing.
  • They really shouldn’t have given us the finger.
  • Anyone who steals it ends up dead.
  • So I think I’ll call this, “Woman Pretending Not to Look Out the Window”.
  • I’m gonna win this fight and save your ass, that way I can kick it myself later.
  • Okay, now would be a very good time to get angry.
  • It should make for a pretty interesting defence.
  • If I died tonight, my gravestone would read ‘Here lies [name], she worked hard’.
  • I told him the truth.
  • You say that like it’s a bad thing.
  • So this is a pretty interesting band, what’s their name?
  • Okay, I know it sounds crazy but I saw her. It was just like my dream.
  • I’m calling the cops!
  • I am so sick of saving your asses.
  • We weren’t all troublemakers.
  • By the way my dress looks good on you.
  • Are we good or what?
  • No. Actually, it gave me a good feeling.
  • I don’t like them, but I don’t go running through the house naked screaming 'run for your life’ either!
  • What’s the vaccine for? What does it protect against?
  • We are not leaving here without you!
  • And tell them what, that she’s dying of old age at 25?
  • I am so impressed that you can make a protest statement and show cleavage all at the same time.
  • Or maybe she’s out to destroy us. It wouldn’t be the first time.
  • By the looks of the clothes, I’d say we were in the early 1600s.
  • So, do you think the one of the employees might have stolen it?