let us lay in the sun

I have a confession... I don’t belong here.

I’m not usually one to to say how she feels, let alone write down how she feels, but recent events have made it hard to hide where I’m at, so I thought I’d take a page from my good friend’s book and lay it all out here. To see if it helps.

Over the last few months really exciting things have been happening. Some things you know about, some you don’t. Suffice it to say life is good. And I’m terrified. I am utterly a fish out of water. I am lost and confused. And no one knows it. My life used to be small. I was a sun flower in a small garden. I thrived on what water I had and was fine. Fine. ish. I wanted more. I pretended that I knew more than I did so that I wouldn’t seem like such and outsider to my peers. Fake it till you make it, right? I knocked down doors that were locked and found opportunities that were hidden away form me. I was succeeding at the unimaginable. And then I pushed. And I pushed. And I pushed. Until I found myself weeping from a broken back because I had been pushing at brick walls that wouldn’t budge. I’d pushed too hard. And I became so terrified that I would be discovered as a fraud that I became selfish and insensitive. All to conceal a devastating fact. I don’t belong here.

I grew up on a small farm. We as kids worked the farm to help out. My mother moved us around where she could find work when my father lost his eyesight. we struggled always but we survived. This isn’t meant to be a pity party. My folks are strong as fuck. My point is, none of this is supposed to happen to girls like me. I was just a girl who loved to make people laugh, who loved the theatre and was terrified of being invisible. But recent events have put me in a position where lack of anonymity is making my screw ups more prevalent to some. And its an awful feeling. I try really hard to appear to be a person that is supposed to live in this kind of situation I’m in, because I love it here. But the secret is, I have no idea what I’m doing. So I fuck up. And I perhaps come across as self-absorbed and opportunistic as a sad attempt to look mightier than the small town girl that I really am. This is my way of keeping people far enough away that they wont see the cracks in my armour.

Here’s my other big secret. I love a lot. Like A LOT. I cant help it. My attraction to good humans can not be harboured and I am not ashamed. You look at my phone and I generally have 7 text threads going on any given day. I want to know everything about you at all times. I want you to share your deepest passions and griefs with me. I wanna know you inside and out! Here’s the thing, I don’t like to let people love me. Fucked up right? I want to love you but I don’t want you to need me. Cause I’ll disappoint you and you’ll go away and then it’ll all be for nothing. If I’m really scared of your love i’ll be unemotional, or distant, or if you’re really lucky- I might even be mean. 

Anyway this is my point: This exact life I’m living right now is a combination of my greatest dream and my most terrifying nightmare. I am not invisible and I can’t escape the love and the loving needs of others. I’m living a life that many including myself have only dreamed of. And I’m terrified that I’m just going to screw it all up.

So I’m writing this to let you know I’m going to work really really hard and do my absolute best to not fuck this up. Any of it. This is the steepest learning curve I’ve ever had in my life and I can no longer hide the fact that I feel in over my head. But stick with me, K? I’ll figure it all out really soon. 

Thank you for everything that you’ve given me and the patience you continue to give me. I’m sorry if it seems like I’ve taken your love for granted. It’s actually just the opposite. I just didn’t want you to know ;)


A spell in two parts: a banishment to protect yourself from someone who has hurt you in the past, and a hex to be triggered should they try to breach the boundaries you set up. Created because I have reason to believe that an abuser from my youth has moved to my current city of residence.


🏮 Perform during the waning phase of the lunar cycle at sunset. A Saturday is preferable.

🏮 You will need: an incense stick (dragon’s blood if possible), salt, black pepper, garlic, thyme, some twine/string/yarn, iron nails, paper and pen, a small offering, water that is preferably from a running source such as a river, bay leaves, nettles.

🏮 You’ll also need a poppet or representation of the wrongdoer you are binding. It can be as simple as a paper cutout with their name on it, or as complex and personal as you’d like.

🏮 As always, adjust and experiment to suit to your own craft, path and situation.


🏮 Cleanse. Wash your hands thoroughly.  Light the incense. Imagine the smoke creating a protective barrier around yourself.

🏮 Create the poppet or representation of the person you are binding to the hex. Make sure to channel as much of them as you can into this representation, as well as the wrong they’ve done.

🏮 On a separate piece of paper, write a list of your terms. These are the conditions which they must not break, or else the hex will trigger. For example: “They will not look at me.” “They will not speak to me.” “They will not think about me.” “They will not cross me.” Always finish with the final condition: “They will never hurt me again.”

🏮 Take the twine/string and begin reading the conditions of the hex that you wrote aloud whilst tying knots into it. Tie a knot for every condition in order to seal it in as you read it aloud.

🏮 Fold up the list of conditions and tie it to the poppet with the knotted twine. Place the poppet down on a surface and sprinkle a mix of ground up salt, black pepper, garlic and thyme around it in a circle.

🏮 Lay down the iron nails around the poppet so that they “pierce” the circle, points inwards towards the poppet, one for each condition on your list. You can place a charged crystal at the head of each one for additional power if you wish. These are your hexes: you may rub spices or whisper malice into them as you will.

🏮 If it hasn’t already, focus on the binding of the hex until the incense stick goes out, layering up the energy. You may also use this time to focus on cleansing, healing, and moving on from the soon to be banished wrongdoer.

🏮 Lay out the small offering. I would recommend a shotglass of vodka, a egg cup of rice, or a tobacco cigarette. Depending on your path, the preferred offering may be different or an offering may be completely unnecessary.

🏮 Go to sleep. Let your mind be emptied of the one you are binding.

🏮 When the sun rises, the offerings will have served their purpose. Clean them away as appropriate. Then lift the poppet from the circle and dunk it in a jar of the water, followed by each of the nails. Add bay leaves and nettles. If it’s safe, you can detach the list of conditions and burn it instead of dunking it with the poppet.

🏮 Another cleansing of your hands to finish.

journaling ideas/inspiration

So here’s a list of thing to inspire you, some are for drawings and other are for writing or both

1. angels/gods/feathers/wings

2. once when I was in a dream someone told me…

3. parallel universes (I’m right here why can’t you see/hear me)

4. cut out shapes from images (”there’s something missing”)

5. winter/summer sky at 5pm/5am/10am… (colors cut out from magazines or painted with watercolors/acrylics/whatever)

6. moments right before the storm, when everything is flying around, grey clouds, unrest

7.too tired to think ( random thoughts/pictures that go through my head right before I fall asleep)

8.illustrate a dream you had

9. what do you believe in ( about life/death, what comes after, meaning of it all…)

10. the butterfly effect

11.draw same thing in different mediums/ with left and right hand

12. favorite movie/series (favorite quote from it, scenes, how it made you feel)

13. what do you think about when you’re laying in dark,empty room

14. abandoned buildings/ playgrounds, empty train stations/parks, old houses

15. places where no one has been in a while and a nature got to it and grew all over the walls and floor, shattered glass, spider webs, sun rays shining through tree branches

these are just ideas and pictures in my mind I haven’t yet managed to put on paper and if anyone decides to use some of them and posts please tag me I’d like to see how you imagined it :)

if you like it let me know, I might make another one

self care "(beauty)" tips

1. Ditch the overpriced products and make your own toner using apple cider vinegar and water.

2. Get a gentle cleanser, from brands like Cetaphil, CeraVe, and/or Simple Skincare for example.

3. Use two different towels for your body and for intimate when showering.

4. For soft hydrated skin use baby oil gel after a shower, if you are feeling like you need extra moisture, follow up with a good lotion by Vaseline or Palmer’s Cocoa Butter.

5. Use an oil as a nightly moisturizer, yup, even if you already have oily skin. It helps give you a natural glow and hydrate your skin without being over powering. Some of the best oils are RMS beauty oil, Josie Maran’s Argan Oil, and more on the simpler side: any kind of vitamin E oil.

6. Use sunscreen or a moisturizer with SPF as a daily moisturizer! Even if it’s a cold and dark day. UV intensity is always there and with protection you can prevent and subside acne scars and dark spots, as well as any sun damage to your skin.

7. Use an eye cream to combat dryness under your eyes and also for your makeup (if you wear any) to lay down smoother.

8. Let your boobs and your vagina breathe every now and then. You don’t always need to wear a bra or panties if you’re going to bed, and if you feel most comfortable with them, wear bralettes that aren’t overly tight, and loose cotton panties. Trust me, you’ll feel a bit freer.

9. Buy an at home foot-spa, ConAir has great ones for reasonable prices. Sometimes it’s good just to get home and have some you-time.

10. If drinking water is hard for you, make detox waters! You can google all kinds of recipes from adding simple cucumbers and lemon slices to even getting creative and adding watermelon and berries. It will get you more excited to drink water and also add some flavor if that’s what you need.

11. Massage your scalp. This increases blood flow and in result helps your hair to grow. If your goal is for hair growth, use one of your favorite hair growth products from oils/greased to massage into your hair as you do it. For example (and my favorite): Jamaican Black Castor Oil.

12. If your lips are chapped and it seems like even chapstick and lip balms aren’t having an affect, use a lip scrub and finish off with just a dap vitamin e oil.

13. Eat fruit. If you’re hungry and it’s late at night: eat fruit. If you’re hungry and there’s “no food in the house”: eat fruit. If you’re hungry but pressing on time: eat fruit. EAT FRUIT! EAT FRUIT! EAT FRUIT!

14. Moisturize your eyelashes. I know, it’s something we hardly think about. But we moisturize our hair and skin, think about how little we touch our lashes unless it’s with makeup? Moisturizing your lashes will stimulate growth and maintain its health. Vitamin E oil or a little dap of aloe vera gel would work.

15. TRIM. YOUR. ENDS. Don’t hang on to dead hair or split ends simply for length. Otherwise your hair will just keep breaking where it’s already broken and stay the same length that it is. Healthy hair is “good hair.”

16. If you have oily or acne prone skin use a very gentle but affective form of exfoliation every other day, such as a konjac sponge.

17. Remove makeup with micellar water, it’s super refreshing and will lift every bit of makeup from your face

Pictures on the wall - Bucky x Reader - Oneshot

Heyo, my potatoes! ♥ I missed writing Bucky fanfictions. This fluffy happy feeling writing them is just lovely and a good distraction from everything else. I still got a lot of ideas to write and also requests to write which I try to write soon. Anyways, I hope you enjoy! ♥

Summary - With your polaroid camera you took many pictures already and hung them up your bedroom wall. Bucky coming to your room with a problem with his phone, seems to be quite interested in your pictures.

Words - 1,340

Warnings - FLUFF! *o*

Originally posted by seabasschino

“Hey, Y/N”, Bucky knocks on your door.

“Come in.”

You pause writing the report for Steve about the last mission and turn down the music a bit, so it’s still audible, but not to loud for a conversation. You look over to Bucky who comes into your room with his phone in his hand and a clueless face.

“What’s up, Buck?”

“I’ve got a problem with the phone again”, he admits, scratching the nap of his neck. You shake your head with a smile, put the laptop on your nightstand to move over to the edge of your bed.

“Come here”, you order Bucky, tapping the bed next to you for him to sit down.

“Why do you always come to me with these things actually?”, you ask, taking the phone and looking at it, trying to figure out the problem. “F.R.I.D.A.Y. can help you with these things, too.” “Yeah, I don’t know. I think you explain it easier”, Bucky laughs slightly embarrassed that he still has problems with today’s electronics.

“So what’s your problem?”

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Different Ways to Cleanse

Originally posted by ikemasda

   As we all know, there are many different ways to cleanse. You just have to find what you like, and are comfortable with. So here’s just a few ideas on how you can find your style of cleansing, but don’t forget to try your very own ideas!

Himalayan Salt Lamps

My family absolutely loves these, and I do too. These lamps are normally made from big hunks of Himalayan salt, and the natural colors are usually a mix of pink, peach and orange. But you can find special colored ones such as white and green online and even in some stores. Depending on the size, weight, and even color, the price range is usually anywhere from $15-$30 for a decent sized one. Home Depot, Bed Bath & Beyond, Staples, Micheal’s Craft Store and even Walmart have them.

These lamps cleanse the  air of dust, pollen, and electrons and replace with protons, some say. They can even increase energy levels. They’re also environment friendly. With all the good stuff is can do, no wonder it can be used for cleansing…

I have a small/medium sized one in my room, and I charge and cleanse crystals with it, and other things such as charms. I just say whatever needs cleansing/charging near it and go about my day.


Note; some things should not be put into water, such as certain stones, etc.

As we all know, the Elements are known to be able to cleanse and charge objects. Water can be one of the easiest elements to cleanse with, since you can literally just put things in a bowl of water.

If you have certain stones that are safe to put into water, then try this;

1.Take a bowl

2.Put some warm water in it

3.Put some salt in the water and stir.

4.Put stone in water and let it sit.

5.Once done cleansing it, run it under water to make sure the salt doesn’t dry on the stone.

You can also cleanse things by just running it under some water (on high…if that makes any sense? Like, the water pressure is high, if you get what I’m saying.) You can even cleanse yourself with water while taking a shower. While showing, imagine all the negativity is washing away from your body, and into the drain.


I think Air is one of my favorite Element to use in witchcraft. It’s powerful, but also gentle. You can cleanse objects, and yourself, by going out on a windy day and just standing/laying there. Let the wind go through you, getting all the bad energies out of you. This is also the same with charging.

Moon & Sun

People seem to normally cleanse with the sun, and charge with the moon. I personally like the Sun better, but that’s just my opinion. Charge/cleanse things by putting them under the sun/moon as let it sit there. Some people say let it charge for 24 hours, but I think letting it soak up as much of the energy it can is enough.


The Element of Earth, you can cleanse with easily. Simply take your object, and bury it a couple inches and put dirt over it (don’t do this extremely close to your home.)

Note; you should not do this with certain objects.


There’s a lot of debate about using sage, but I’m not getting into it on this post. Certain incenses can be good for cleansing. Either using your sage/incense, cleanse your object by putting it into the smoke. You can cleanse your way like this too.


This is especially good for cleansing large areas such as rooms/buildings and spaces outside. I personally do use this way of cleansing, by using a tambourine  and/or a bell. You can also use your beautiful voice as well. Say a chant like “All negativity and evil is banished now leave” or something like that.

I was actually gonna make this post longer but im lazy af so yeah

Shit my physics prof says
  • “And that’s exactly why your hand is attached to your body and doesn’t randomly fly through the room!”
  • “Alright, just let me use my crossbow for this.”
  • “Did I just shoot you? I didn’t mean to shoot you!”
  • “Why wouldn’t you have a random morning star laying around?”
  • “Don’t fucking leave your spoon on the moon then!”
  • “I’m probably going to kill one of you. Anyone wanna go first?”
  • “It’s like you parked your car on the sun. Same result.”
  • “Who else am I going to ask how to get rid of a body then?”
  • “Math doesn’t have any feelings, but you can hurt it anyway.”
  • “Are we doing voodoo now? We’re doing voodoo now.”
  • “I pretty sure a demonic thing ate it. That’s the only explanation.”
  • “Like, imagine you go on a nice trip… but in space!”
  • “I wanted to tell you an epic story, but my wife said no, so the epic story didn’t even happen.”
  • “Of course we could always just set it on fire and see what happens.”
  • “Nothing to feel loved like talking to yourself in a room full of people.”
  • “Well, it’s supposed to be done that way but — scratch that, it never works.”
  • “You disturbed the monkey!”
  • “Why did none of you get me coffee. I hate all of you.”
  • “There’s three types of people. Star Wars fans, Trekies, and idiots.”
  • “No. I just like blowing stuff up.”
  • (Imitates chainsaw noises.)
  • “Oh, come on, you can’t all be saving Hyrule at the SAME time.”
  • “Everything gets better with breadsticks.”
The Price of Privilege - Part 2 (A Kyungsoo Series)

Exactly how many days of the entire four month period could you spend locked in your room?

Two. The answer was two.

May had ventured out long before you even considered leaving your bed; having diagnosed you with some terrible mental illness brought on by stress, she left in search of a cure.

She came back with cake and after a few sugary bites you decided a shower was in order.

With the cake came news from the rest of the mansion that you stuck your nose up at, refusing to hear anything about this terrible family that would raise a terrible son like the man you were betrothed to.

With the obvious plummeting of your mood since May had rescued you from that kitchen, she was certain that something awful had happened. But May, being May did not pry. She hugged you in your sleep and rubbed your back and brought you food and snacks and even offered to let you use her phone as much as you wanted to FaceTime with your sisters.

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what i wish they showed us after the party

Magnus fluttered awake, his arm laying on the bed warm from the morning sun. He stretched his ringless fingers into the empty space beside him. He frowned, the other half of the bed was empty and his neck ached from its position.

Where was Alec? Magnus’ heart skipped a beat but he let out a low sigh of relief once his eyes landed on the raven haired boy. Alec was also on Magnus’ side, his face nuzzled between the bed and Magnus’ chest. Focusing on Alec’s steady breathing, Magnus regained his composure. There was a moment of panic where Magnus had thought Alec had left. Alec’s arm was wrapped around Magnus’ torso, their toes only just grazing each other. They fit together perfectly.

Magnus leaned his head forward into Alec’s mop of hair and took in a large breath, inhaling his scent. He didn’t smell of much. But the scent of safety and comfort filled Magnus enough to last a lifetime. And Magnus had a long lifetime. All Magnus wanted to do was protect this boy, but it seemed to be getting harder by the minute.

Alec stirred awake just a few moments later, stretching his toes away from Magnus and back again. Alec lifted his heavy head and laid it down on top of Magnus’ chest, squeezing his eyes tightly before slowly opening them and fixing them to the brown pair. Alec sent him a lazy smile which Magnus reciprocated. Neither of them spoke, neither needed to do. They basked in the sunlight, staring at each other for what felt like hours until Alec rolled his head away from Magnus, his lips and nose pressing against Magnus’ skin. Magnus’ hand reached out for the boy’s hair and ran them through it, playing with it as Alec left small kisses on Magnus’ ageless skin.

“I wish we could stay like this forever,” Alec whispered, tickling Magnus with his breath. Magnus smiled. He noticed Alec’s finger drawing circles in the bed next to him, picking at the strings on the sheets. It was a nervous tick that Magnus had picked up on.

“How are you feeling today?” he asked Alec who immediately stopped his hand movements, moving his slender fingers to Magnus’ torso where they lay still.

“Great,” Alec said with a smile that was convincing nobody. Magnus raised an eyebrow at Alec who let out a long sigh and a ghost of a smile. Magnus sat further up against his bed, allowing Alec’s head to fall onto the pillow. Magnus leaned on his elbow to get a better sight of Alec who looked straight up at the ceiling.

“Alexander, talk to me,” Magnus murmured softly. He knew how much Alec was hurting everyday even if he never shared his feelings. Part of Magnus wished Alec would tell him everything but part of him respected Alec’s privacy. Alec simply shook his head and reverted his eyes from Magnus’. His hand immediately went back to to drawing circles into the bed sheets. Magnus hastily reached his hand out to Alec’s and interlaced their fingers to try and ease his nervousness. He knew when Alec was overthinking things. “Alec you can’t keep bottling up your feelings, you’ll explode. You saw the lengths it took you to at the party.” Magnus swallowed, remembering the way his stomach had dropped as he watched Alec almost slip away from his grasp. Alec sighed.

“I just want to run away from everything, everyone,” Alec whispered. Magnus felt his heart clench but let him continue. “I know I said there was a war going on but I just can’t take it anymore. I’m tired, Magnus.” Alec twisted to look at him. “Everybody thinks I’m stronger than I am. They look at Jace, headstrong, a machine. And assume I’m the same just because we’re parabatai. They couldn’t be more wrong.” Alec swallowed. “What I would give to be a mundane right now,” he murmered.

“Alexander, you are one of the strongest people I know. It’s okay to break every now and then. Just don’t let yourself shatter. Not when you have me.”

Alec’s bottom lip quivered as he stared at Magnus. He was sure no one else existed in that moment. “Run away with me, Magnus,” he whispered. Magnus chuckled and squeezed an arm around Alec’s torso, bringing him up to his level. He pressed a kiss onto Alec’s head, inhaling his safe scent once again. He pulled away in order to rest his head on Alec’s.

“You know we can’t actually do that, right?” Alec’s smile faltered and he nodded.

“Yeah, I know,” he stated. “Maybe one day.” Alec’s smile didn’t return to his face so Magnus decided to lighten the mood.

“Come on.” He pulled on Alec’s arm to sit him upright. “I’ll make breakfast… and we can make plans for when we decide to run away.” Magnus smirked at the boy and turned away to sit on the edge of the bed. Alec reached down to the shirt on the floor, lazily throwing it on without checking that it was on inside-out. Magnus carefully buttoned up a blue silk shirt before running his hands through his hair to flatten it.

Alec admired the way Magnus effortlessly cleaned himself up and the way he delicately slipped his rings onto each finger. They glistened in the sunlight as Magnus snapped his fingers and whipped a pair of pants over to Alec. “I don’t need magic to tell when I’m being watched,” he quipped, twisting his head over to Alec’s gaze. He rose both eyebrows at him in question as he smirked.

Alec chuckled to himself, a hand rubbing over his face as if trying to rid it of the permanent grin that had formed. Alec felt like the luckiest man alive sometimes. Magnus motioned his head towards the kitchen, silently scolding Alec to get out of bed.

“Alright, I’m up, I’m up!” Alec exclaimed. He could never get bored of waking up next to Magnus.

EXO Vampire!AU Reaction to one of the members not being able control themselves and biting their human girlfriend

Xoxo, Admin A~

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“We might be friends… but there’s one thing we can’t share… and you forgot that rule… you have to pay… or bad things could happen” *He’s no chill when it becomes to his jagi*


“You better run… or I might drink that blood from you… and you better apologize while you run… She’s. Not. For. You. To. Drink.”


*Don’t think for a second that he won’t start a fight. And honestly only Dracula knows how long it will last* “It’s necessary… for them to realize that you are off limits”


“I’ll make sure you remember me every time you drink someone’s blood… I’ll make you wish time could go back…” *Very serious*


“Do you think this is funny? We have rules… you can’t just go and bite my girl. Do you want me to bite yours? Hm? You better watch out… this is your last warning”


“I’ll make sure I get back every single drop of her blood… it’s not like you can die… but I can’t promise it won’t be painful” *Transforms into a completely different Xiumin. You better watch out*


*He won’t even let them get close to their girlfriend in the first place* “This is why I stay close to her all the time… to avoid situations like this… so leave, before I do something I might regret later”


“I’m here to… talk… you’ve drunk from my girl… you know what happens when one of us breaks the promise…. I’ll make sure you go on a diet for human blood…”


“Do you want some? no? Is your stomach full? I bet it is… tell me… how would you like going out to the sun for a couple of minutes? I’m sure you are strong enough to resist… after all you just drank her blood” *So angry*


*He’d literally become their words nightmare… until he feels the punishment is enough* “You can’t hide form me… I can still perceive her scent in your veins…”


“Did you think I would let it go unnoticed? Did you think I wouldn’t come here… and demand you to apologize to her… maybe you can’t take the blood back but… I’m going to make sure you pay the debt…” *Very scary lay*


“I’ll make you regret… biting my girl… she’s mine… and that includes her blood too” *Overly possessive vamp boyfriend*

[Masterlist] [Guideline]

The girl from Ipanema.

“Sweetie, I know I look hot on this, but I can feel your eyes on me, and that’s kinda creepy!” You open your eyes, looking at Shawn. 

“Sorry” he takes your hand and kisses your fingers. “You do look good on that! Now I understand why everyone talks about Brazilian bikinis." 

"For God’s sake Shawn, control yourself!” You giggle looking at him. “We’re still on the beach, it’s a public space.”

 "Wanna go to the sea?“ He looks at you smirking and you just laugh agreeing with him. He got up and take your hands, helping you to stand. He followed you, with your back glued on his stomach. He takes your hair out away and kisses the angle of your jawline. You laugh trying to let go of him, but he holds you tighter, laughing with you. The water welcomed you both on the perfect temperature. He keeps hugging you and you lay your head at his shoulder.

 "Are you wearing sun block?” He asks you, kissing your forehead. 

“Yes I am, but I’m the one who should be asking that. More 5 minutes in this sun and you will be all red. Your Canadian skin can’t handle too much sun." 

"I’m wearing sunblock too okay?” His sassy voice made you laugh.

 "I know honey, I used your sunblock by the way!“ 

"Again? Now I know why it’s ending so fast!" 

"I like the smell of your!!” You made your cute face, and he smiles. With his hand, he squeezed both of your cheeks together, making your lips form a fish face, which he laughs at and then kiss it.

 "And I like the smell of you!“ He kisses your neck, giving you goosebumps. "Shawn?" 


"Thank you for letting me come with you to Brazil! I missed this!" 

"Don’t, I wanted you here with me. I would make sense come here without you.” He kisses your forehead. 

“I love you, Shawn!”

 "I love you too, my girl from Ipanema!“

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Adriannas Cosmic Witchcraft

Originally posted by 2mainstreamhipster

Space is alluring, powerful, vast, and mysterious. There is so much out there and all of us space enthusiasts look up to the sky and soak up as much as we can. 

Working with space isn’t the same as working with the elements. We can’t touch the stars or planets, all we can do is look to the sky and feel it in our hearts and souls. As we watch the skies we gather as much information as we can to become closer to our universe.

I love working with cosmic witchcraft. It makes me feel like I am apart of something larger, that I am not just this little insignificant nothing on our planet. I feel powerful as if I have the whole world in the palm of my hands.

Here are some ways that I use my cosmic witchcraft, note, this is a long post. 

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Music Series: The Chain by Fleetwood Mac (cover by Harry Styles)

Don’t. Get. Me. Started.

I have loved Fleetwood Mac for a lot of years…a LOT of years. And The Chain is my favorite song of theirs. When I first heard that Harry had covered it, my first thought was, “Oh, girl, don’t you play me like that.” Then when I saw and heard it for myself…it was a very spiritual moment for me. The heavens opened…the angels sang…and I may have cried and given my life to Jesus….

Beautiful. That’s all I can say about Harry’s cover of The Chain…beautiful.

I don’t know that any imagine I write could equal how amazing this song is. And we’ll have to see if the smut happens naturally or not. I have great respect for this song. So I hope I do not disappoint with this imagine, because this song is truly amazing. My opinion? The kick-drum being used almost like a metronome is power, and that bass line…do not get me started. The most badass Fleetwood Mac song ever…

This is “The Chain”, originally by Fleetwood Mac, which you can listen to on my Spotify playlist HERE called “Timeless”, or HERE is the Youtube video of Harry Styles singing it in the BBC Radio 1 Live Lounge.

Hello….Harry….yoohoo….we need the damn Spotify Single for The Chain, please…Go ahead, I’ll give you a few minutes…

Enjoy, my babies… xo



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sappho sentence meme.
  • ‘even in hades i am with you.’
  • ‘i want neither the sweetness of honey nor the sting of bees.’
  • ‘aphrodite has overcome me with longing for a girl.’
  • ‘your sweetness is more cruel than your hurt.’
  • ‘those i care for best do me most harm.’
  • ‘i will love you as long as breath is in me.’
  • ‘you quenched your desire.’
  • ‘you came and i went mad about you.’
  • ‘you cooled my mind burning with longing.’
  • ‘you lay in wait behind a laurel tree.’
  • ‘everything was sweeter.’
  • ‘you came in your beautiful garments.’
  • ‘now she shines like the rose-fingered moon.’
  • ‘oh, i was longing for you.’
  • ‘against you there is no defence.’
  • ‘for now i look at you, my voice is empty.’
  • ‘the night is now half-gone.’
  • ‘let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us.’
  • ‘it’s no use, mother dear.’
  • ‘love has obtained for me the brightness and beauty of the sun.’
  • ‘many woven garlands made of flowers around your soft throat.’
  • ‘awed by her splendour, stars near the lovely moon cover their bright faces.’
  • ‘her soul is consumed by longing!’
  • ‘you burn me.’
  • ‘some men say an army of ships is the most beautiful thing on this earth.’
  • ‘but i say it is what you love.’
  • ‘someone will remember us, i say even in another time.’
  • ‘eros the melter of limbs, now again, stirs me.’
  • ‘you will remember, for we in our youth did these things.’
  • ‘yes many and beautiful things.’
  • ‘i want to suffer in myself.’
  • ‘show me the favour of your eyes.’
  • ‘let there exist for us not one single further sorrow.’
  • ‘i do not expect my fingers to graze the sky.’
  • ‘your sweet speaking and lovely laughing– oh, it puts the heart in my chest on wings.’
  • ‘for when i look at you, even a moment, no speaking is left in me.’
  • ‘because i prayed this word: i want.’
  • ‘you will go your way among dim shapes, having been breathed out.’
  • ‘not one girl i think, who looks on the light of the sun, will ever have wisdom like this.’
  • ‘long ago, how madly i loved you.’
  • ‘you are the breath of my body, the blood in my veins and the glowing pulse of my bosom.’
  • ‘there is a moment when i look at you and no speech is left in me.’
  • ‘i am dying of such love – or so it seems to me.’
  • ‘death is an evil ; we have the gods’ word for it.’
  • ‘if death were a good thing, they too would die.’
  • ‘i crave you insatiably.’
  • ‘i desire and i crave.’
  • ‘as long as you want.’
  • ‘but why this fear of love?’
  • ‘you have forgotten me, or you love someone else.’
  • ‘i long and i yearn.’
Rancher!McCree AU - Chapter 1 - Jesse McCree x Fem!Reader

A/N: I received this request a while ago and it took me some time to get up the courage to write and post it. This became sort of self-indulgent. The reader is a woman of color (mixed race) but I still want everyone to be able to enjoy it. This is my first time trying something like this…

This first chapter is just an introduction to the characters and their personalities. I’m expecting this fic to be quite long with lots of pining, stolen glances, etc… Its set in the late 1800s, some time after the Civil War.

No title yet but maybe I’ll think of something or one of you will be able to help me lol.

Chapter 2 - Chapter 3

Words: 2,702
Warnings: racist terms, mention of prostitution

Before your mother died, you had promised her that you would never let anyone own you. You told her that you would never be someone’s slave. She wanted you to be strong, but you could never be as strong as her.

Opportunities for a woman around here were few and far between, especially for a woman of your color. The worst part was, you were hardly accepted by the people you most resembled. See, you are what the people here consider a mulatto, a mutt, or what some people called a house negro. You didn’t ask to be born this way, you just were. You blamed the white man that had his way with your mother for all your hardships. You swore you would never work for a white man and you wouldn’t let one take advantage of you.

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Hard Headed

Prompt: Imagine overworking your powers because you’re afraid of disappointing Charles, bu because of that, you collapse when working with him

Pairing: Charles x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, probably

Notes: Thank you to @marvel-imagines-marvel-fandoms for inspiring me and letting me use these! And not beta’d so if it sucks, that’s why. Thank you for reading!


Laying in the warm sun on an open patch of the garden, with your eyes closed, you let your mind drift. You didn’t think about all the assignments due by the end of the week, how you missed your family, how your powers were enough to make you a freak but not enough to do anything. Every other student at Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters was amazing. Everyone had a special power or mutation that made them helpful, powerful…meaningful. And here you were, a simple telepath with weak electricity manipulation. You could barely guess the number someone was thinking when they asked you to nor could you barely get a spark going. Your powers were found out when a guy pushed you in a pool a year ago in your second year of college and the thrill jolted your powers, causing everyone in the pool to be electrocuted. They were okay but you weren’t–you’d never be the same after that moment. The juice wasn’t strong enough to hurt anyone badly, just enough to jounce them.

Being that you were a telepath, the head professor, Charles Xavier, took to training you. It was the most daunting task you’d ever faced. He was handsome, clever, incredibly gifted and intelligent, and you were somehow supposed to focus on your weak powers around him. Charles had discovered that your telepath powers came at a much younger age but you didn’t realize it. All this time you thought knowing the things you did were commonplace. You always knew what you were getting for Christmas or for your birthday or what really happened to that pet goldfish of yours. You thought you just had an uncanny ability to tell when people were lying, but the actuality of it was you could some how feel the truth in their thoughts.

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Top 11 Wilderness Shelter Mistakes

  1. The roof is too high. For some reason, people seem to think that they should be able to stand or sit inside all shelters. While this may be true for some, as a general rule, the more empty air in the shelter, the colder you will be.
  2. Having a lean-to with no fire. If you can’t get your fire lit, then a lean-to is not an good shelter for you in the winter. Instead, switch it for a A-frame or another shelter that will stay warm with your body-heat rather than depending on a fire.
  3. Having no fire-walls. A fire-wall is something you build on the opposite side of your fire from your shelter. It has two major uses; the first is a wind-break, and the second is to reflect heat back towards your shelter. Trust me, if it gets cold enough, you will know that a firewall is working. 
  4. Your shelter is way longer than you are tall. As a general rule, your shelter should be just longer than you are for the same reason as number 1.
  5. Your lean-to has no side-walls. Now, you do not technically need the side-walls on a lean-to; if it is made right then with a fire it should stay warm enough, but why risk wind or letting heat escape if you do not have to?
  6. Shingling wrong. Start from the bottom, then work your way up. Proper shingling will direct the water down off your shelter; rather than having it puddle and leak in. 
  7. Moss for bedding.  I know, moss is cozy and feels wonderful to lay upon, so why not use it as bedding? Because moss tends to let its moisture out at night; making you very very wet and cold. If you dry it out in the sun for a few days, you could use it with a risk of bugs, but when in doubt other materials.
  8. Not making the roof thick enough. If you can go in and see any light through the roof, you need more roof. If light can get in, than water can too.
  9. Digging into the ground. With majority of situations(not counting snow) digging your shelter into the ground could end up with you sleeping in a swimming pool. Soil holds onto moisture, and it can also leak through; so even if your shelter is perfectly sealed up during a good rain, water can leak through the shelter inside. There are exceptions to this, but when in doubt, build your shelter above ground.
  10. No Bedding. The ground is a heat-sapper. As Bear Grylls often says, “one layer below is worth two on top.” As a starter, you can just lay evergreen bough down as a bed.
  11. No trenches. This one is just really for any time when rain is likely. With your shelter, rain will run down off your roof, and could potentially puddle at the bottom and leak into your bed. To prevent that, dig a small trench around your shelter, and downhill away from it. Water will follow the easiest path, so this should keep you nice and dry.
Things I Love
  1. Laying in a field in the middle of summer with my eyes closed letting the warm breeze run across my face.
  2. Staying up until 3 am to finish a good book.
  3. Waking up to the sun shining through my window on Saturday and making pancakes.
  4. Baking while I’m home alone.
  5. Staying up until the next day to talk to friends.
  6. Wrapping up in blankets fresh out of the dryer on a cold night.
  7. Taking long baths while listening to music while using bath bombs/bubble bath.
  8. Buying excessive amounts of notebooks and pens while school shopping.
  9. Jumping into a cold pool on a hot summer day and into a warm pool on balmy summer nights.
  10. Having enough ideas to be able to write for hours on end.
  11. That feeling in the air on Halloween a few hours before trick or treating starts.
  12. Strolling through Christmas light displays with a cup of hot cocoa.
  13. Sleepily watching movies on the couch on a long weekend.
  14. Visiting Universal Studios or Disney World and the overwhelming happy feeling i get when i walk through the gate.
  15. The open feeling of a finally, entirely cleaned bedroom.
  16. Listening to my friends get excited and watching them light up as they talk about their favorite things.
  17. Opening up packages from online shopping.
  18. The feeling of leaving your tummy behind when you take off and land in an airplane.
  19. Finding perfect fruit.
  20. Days when everything sees to have a blanket of calm and quiet over it.
  21. Thinking about getting to live with my best friend when we’re on our own for college.
  22. Planning out my future apartments design/furniture.
  23. Rolling around in a just made bed with fresh sheets.
  24. Pens that write really well and fit perfectly in your hand.
  25. Hella rad, hella dark, matte red lipstick.
  26. The smell of espresso/coffee.
  27. Plush and squishy duvets.
  28. Using brand new mascara for the first time.
  29. Warm Butterberg that leaves behind a whip cream mustache when you drink it.
  30. Cold weekends when i can sit outside and see my breath in the air.
  31. Girls nights in with starbucks, soda, baked goods, and cheesy movies.
  32. Seeing my friends succeed at things they’ve worked hard on.
  33. The feeling when someone lightly traces their fingers down my back/across my hips.
  34. Sharing a bed with my friend and just knowing they’re right beside me.
  35. Having someone play with my hair.
  36. Hoodies that fit loosely and hang to my knees.
  37. Wearing my boyfriends hoodies that still smell like him.
  38. Mashed potatoes.
  39. Buying something expensive with money I’ve earned.
  40. Songs split for headphones, particularly ones that play the acoustic version in one ear and the original in the other.
  41. Doing my eyebrows perfectly.
  42. Falling asleep to music or my favorite youtubers videos.
  43. Wearing super cute beanies.
  44. The smell of Hot Topic hair dye.
  45. Having “girl talk/gossip” time.
  46. Risking only getting 4 hours of sleep to talk to a select few people.
You aren’t who you used to be
like the more there is of you
the less you are yourself
and all the difference lays in how
you dare to live
unwilling to let your bones rest
or your eyes close
or your heart stop

Each night you go to bed
exhaustion a faint trail
down your spine
as if weariness takes a day trip
from the moment you 
get up and ignore the blinds
the sun has stopped
calling your attention
you just wallow until 
the crash comes early
and you find yourself
mercifully asleep

One day you will wake up
and the hair on your head will stop itching
and your limbs will work again
and the sun will be your cue
to look out the window
and see your life coming back for you
one day this will pass
and you will be here to see it.
—  This will mean different things to different people but there is recovery all the same
Raging Boner gf daughter part 1

I was 33, dating a single Mother with one 9 year old daughter. After a few months together, her & her daughter moved in with me. One weekend she had to go on a business trip with her boss, & she asked me to babysit all weekend, I said no problem. I remember how hot it was, like every day was over a 100 degrees & when it’s that hot, you either hang inside or hit the water, I had an above the ground pool with a deck. So she wants to go swimming. I said sure hun, so I sit up on the deck to watch her in the pool, she was still pubescent, so couldn’t let her go in unsupervised. I’m starting to get all sweaty & hot, so I dive right in then get right out & lay back out in the Sun, did it like 4 or 5 times until she finally wanted to get out. So I asked her if she was hungry, & she said yes, I said let’s go in & I’ll make us some sandwiches. So now we’re eating & we’re talking & getting to know each other a little better. After our long talk, I told her I have to run a few errands, at 9 I didn’t want to leave her home all alone, so I said you have to come with me. She goes let me go upstairs and change. So she changed & off we went. Now we were gone for a couple hours, now we’re back home. She went up to her room & put on her bathing suit back on & came down & said she wanted to go back in the pool. I said, okay, but right after this movie is over, it ends in like 15 minutes. She said can I watch it with you, I said of course you can. She climbs up on my lap & sits still & then starts asking me questions about the movie. So I try to explain the story up until the ending. I was a movie I’ve seen a few times & loved the ending, best part of the movie. Then for like 5 minutes she’s quiet as mouse. & then out of nowhere her hand reaches back & she starts rubbing my cock. I’m like, WTF, what should I do, ain’t gonna lie, it felt great, but I’m thinking I better put the kibosh to it, so after about 15 seconds, I grab her wrist & slowly move it away from my genitalia. & now there’s this weirdness between us because I honestly don’t know what to do, or should I call her Mother & tell her. Just weird. Here’s the weird thing, most guys don’t know this, but girls start masturbating at like 5 or 6 years old. Well, even though it felt wonderful of course, just couldn’t go through with it. Now the interesting part. I never told her mother about that night, & her daughter never said a word about it either. So now three years go by, she hit puberty at 10 & she hit it hard. She was very developed & she had a body on her at 13 that made most women envious. & of course I have seen the changes & can’t lie, had so many impure thoughts about her. Now here comes another weekend where her Mother had to go away for the weekend, now she’s old enough where I don’t have to watch her. & I was having my suspicions about these weekend business trips with her boss, so now it felt as if our relationship was rocky. Well, 6 months later she came clean & told me she was fucking her boss. So she left me for him. So I don’t feel bad for what I’m about to tell you. 6 months prior to our breakup, her daughter comes in the Kitchen in her bra, panties & robe on. I’m standing by the oven watching my eggs, & she brushes up against me to see what I’m cooking. I’m like go to the fridge and grab the eggs & I’ll make you one. So she walks to the fridge & her robe opens up & out pop her tits in her bra, a nice round innie belly button with olive skin & her gstring barely covering her gash & she’s not even closing her robe & it’s driving me insane. Fuck, she had a killer thick bod, no boy her age or even 10 years older could handle it. So she hands me two eggs & I crack ‘em open & as soon as I grabbed the spatula, her hand grabbed my wrist. I fucking dropped the spatula & turned around & fully attacked her & slammed her up against the wall. I’m kissing her mouth, her neck & her hand goes right into my shorts & this little hot bitch after a few strokes made me fucking cum. & she smirked & says, awww, I made your little cock cum already. Mom said you had a little cock….