look at our angels

  • “i cant believe you got us kicked out of another coven, dude, you gotta quit stepping on peoples familiars”
  • “you know, when i signed up for this expedition to finish this spell you didnt say we’d be trecking through the bitter wilderness with candles and creatures chasing us, what the fuck, dude”
  • “im a newbie witch and this is my first ritual and i was all excited to see herbs and salts and boiling cauldrons not tHIS JESUS CHRIST—THATS ALOT OF BLOOD
  • “for the last time, you cant have a tiger as your familiar” 
  • “look theres a reason why we do our rituals in private, things can get out of hand and sometimes we spit up blood, its not like we mean to do it. knock next time.”
  • “and, when that happens dont go around scaring the living shit out of people, jesus stacy, this is why people think we’re satanic”
  • “okay look, im as commitied to this lifestyle as anyone else but do you not see how expensive this shit is? and where the hell am i going to find a sabertooth fang? what, do i have to rob a museum??”
  • “we’re gonna rob a museum. c’mon it’ll be easy, we have our spellbook. we won’t get caught”
  • “so you’re saying you broke into the museum to steal a sabertooth fang and a thigh bone from an extinct bird…for a luck spell?/ yes, officer.”
  • “you hexed me because i made fun of the way you eat so now my tastebuds hate everything i put in my mouth and so I’m either gonna starve or eat this shit you call chocolate, i hate you so much”
  • “youre this sweet looking cutie that i always see walking through the outdoor department looking for flowers, and you always ask if you can check everything out here, which happens to be a lot of bloody meat and candles and knives and….you know my mother always told me the devil would look like an angel”
  • “you convinced me that our last apartment was haunted by throwing drawers open and breaking glasses whenever i came home, but it turns out you just didnt like the neighbors and wanted an excuse to move”
  • “you stumbled across my alter and before i could scare the everliving shit out of you to keep your mouth shut, you turned around, scoffed, and bragged that yours looked so much better”
  • “cmon babe you know i hate it when you tell the future, you stop breathing and you freeze up and your eyes literally roll to the back—STOP IT EW I HATE U SO MUCH––UGH QUIT LAUGHING YOU SHIT”
  • “my dreams…when i see people, it says who they truly are
    • and what does it say about me
      • it says youre a lying bitch for stealing my sandalwood incense from Nepal, stacy, my tarantula saw you come in my room—give it back”
Flower rambling

The flowers next to the twins resemble ones called Canterbury Bells/Campanula Medium.
I tried searching in different sources the meaning of these flowers and got: Gratitude, acknowledgement, obligation, faith, constancy and warning. Maybe those could be for:

Gratitude for the twins being there for each other, since it looked like they did care for one another before the cult incident. Acknowledgement that the other twin did in fact exist. Obligation, now this I’m not sure, whether they like it or not they must accept their fate of being twins? Faith that they have in one another. Constancy, again they depend and love each other. Warning, maybe the arrival of real!ciel is a warning of what is about to happen? (even tho that boy looks like an angel and seems to care for our!ciel he’s shady af and killed agni don’t forget)

Pregnancy serie: #10 “Skye Grace”

A/N: I was making counts and turns out that this baby girl should’ve been born on February! This might be written in past events, like… Superbowl. And you know Chris was there… I hope you enjoy ;) thanks for being part of this journey that ends with this part. I can’t thank you enough. I had a blest imagining pre-parent Chris and I really hope you were able to do it too.


Warnings: Birth, fluff. Lots of fluff.


“Isn’t it weird?” I felt Scott’s hands in my shoulders. He started to massage it. Oh, dear lord.


“That she’s almost here” I smiled.

“Well, she better stay there until her daddy’s back” I replied while he kept massaging my always tired back.

“I was reading some comments on Twitter, people’s mean. They’re attacking Chris for going there and leaving his pregnant wife at home” I sighed. This was one of the things I’ve always hated from his celebrity-lifestyle. Paparazzi and press didn’t know much. They didn’t know that we had tricked Chris to go because I knew how important it was for him. They didn’t know how far was my due date.

“He didn’t want to go” I recalled. “I just thought it was nice that he had that experience, he’s done a lot since he knew he was going to be a dad. And I really don’t mind being here with you, guys” Scott had always being such an angel. He actually became my brother.

“I know. And my mom loves to have you both here. I think food’s ready, do you want me to bring me some or do you want to come?”

“I’ll go with you” he helped me to stand up. I smelt the barbecue outside, I wanted a hot dog so bad. My mouth was watering.


“You’ve got to stop, your niece is already all over my bladder” Scott was pretty much one of the funniest people I’ve known. “Now, I gotta go, excuse me” I rushed to the bathroom, but suddenly I felt something warm running through my legs. Lisa looked at me, she was carrying a cake, she left it and smiled.

“What’s happening?” I asked. She smiled “Did I just peed?” she shook her head as a negative answer.

“I think you just broke water, sweetheart” I felt like a rollercoaster of emotions, first I felt amazed, secondly I wanted to cry and then I felt like… it was happening.

“Are you sure? Because there’s a couple of weeks left. Oh, God… what should we do?”

“Don’t worry, I got it” and suddenly, the whole family was an army, following my mother’s in law instructions. Oh, Chris…


“He’s on his way” Scott told me, while he grabbed my hand. I nodded.

When it all happened, Lisa organized everything. She gave cake while she ordered everybody what to do. Then, I asked for a quick cath before going to the hospital. I was very calmed. Until the pain started.

“Chris is going to be here in a couple of hours, sweetie” my mom kissed my forehead.

“I know, he wouldn’t miss this. Can someone tell me how the score is so far?”


The pain was getting more and more often. I had been in labor for almost five hours, and Chris wasn’t even in the city. I didn’t know if I could keep holding on.

“Ok, we’re going to check. Last time you were five centimeter dilated.” I saw Dr. Ray between my legs, I felt a pinch. She murmured something while took of her gloves. “It’s time, y/n, this baby girl wants to come out really soon”

“But you said it’d took another three hours at least…” I insisted.

“I know you want to wait for Chris, but we can’t do that, do you want someone in?” I was crying by the time. Come on, Chris…


“Scott… where is he?” I again. He sighed.

“He’ll be here soon, I promise” he held my hand. “Now, you need to push, ok?” I nodded.

“Ok, remember our class, you know what to do. You’ve got this, y/n” Dr. Ray added, the pain was getting harder. It was unbearable.

“I got this, thanks” I knew that voice. I felt when Scott was gone, I looked around and saw Chris in blue scrubs. I started crying.

“Oh, my God, Chris… you made it”

“I’m here baby, let’s have our baby. And please remind me to never listen to you again” he kissed me in tears.

“Alright, people, this baby girl wants to meet the world, are you ready, y/n?” I nodded “Breathe, one, two, three… push”


The first time that Chris held my hand, I knew that there was where my hand belonged. I could recognize his touch anywhere, anytime. His hand was rubbing my arm, my eyes were closed. The last thing I remember was holding her before they took her to a checkup. And then I fell asleep.

“How’s she?” I murmured, he kissed my lips.

“Perfect, the nurse came to check you, love. You did an amazing job. I’m proud of you” I opened my eyes to meet his ocean blue eyes. The nurse checked my IV and some signals.

“Seems like someone wants to be with mommy and daddy” other nurse pushed the little crib.

“Can I hold her?” Chris asked.

“Of course, Mr. Evans, here” looking at him picking it up just made my heart full of joy. She was so little, and her daddy was just so big.

“What’s happening? Come on over” I asked Chris.

“I mean… looked what we both did, y/n, she looks so delicate, so perfect. I’m afraid to carry her. She looks so peaceful and perfect” Chris’s voice broke while he sat next to me. He moved a little of our daughter blanket. Her rosy cheeks, her delicate skin.

“She has your nose” I murmured.

“She’s like you, this is our baby, love.” I felt tears running. He leaned and I grabbed her. This was a miracle. This was an amazing and indescribable feeling. “My girls…” he kissed my forehead. “Thank you” he murmured before kissing my lips. She moved in my arms.

“Hi, love, this is mommy and daddy and we love you so very much, Skye Grace” I murmured while I rocked her.

“We’ll do everything to protect you, we want you to be happy.” “I love you, y/n” he kissed me again. I felt saltiness in his lips.

“You’re crying” I murmured.

“I’ve never been happier since we got married”

“Come here” he sat next to me and put his arms around me. We could spend our whole life looking at that little angel.  Somehow, she smiled and grabbed my finger.

“Did you see…?” he kissed my forehead.

“I need a picture…”

Skye Grace Evans. 

February 5th, 2017 at 23:14

 8 pounds, 2 ounces - 19 inches. 

A Place to Call Home pt 8


Pairing: Dylan O'Brien x Reader

Wordcount: 5,007

Warnings: language

A/N: The part you’ve all been waiting for is here!! I have to apologize though, it’s not edited because I just finished it and wanted to get it up for you guys tonight. I have to thank @writing-obrien for helping me brainstorm and @thelittlestkitsune for reassuring me that it wasn’t crap. I will get it edited and update it once I do, but for now, here is part 8 of APTCH, I hope you like it!

UPDATE: This has now been edited thanks to the wonderful Lau ( @thelittlestkitsune) and I decided to change the gif to one more fitting even though it may kinda be a spoiler lol. 

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When we look with our spiritual sight, it is possible to see that the angels truly are everywhere. You are eternally connected to heaven and innately anchored to everything, rather than your angels working ‘for you’, they work ‘from you’, existing as extensions of your own ancient soul, the voice of guidance, so angels can never really leave, they are only a thought or heartbeat away. You are one with God’s love, and angelic love transcends every threshold and frequency, it is more powerful than hell, demons, and human corruption. Ringing in the ears, synchronicities or ‘meaningful coincidences’, consistent numbers that make themselves known to you, flashes of white lights, these are all ways our angels remind us they are side by side. Angels can appear in any way you have been taught or bought up with, as they reflect what we find safest and most pure.

Call upon them, and they will be there, everything outside love is an illusion and your angels will reunite you with your souls divinity which pours with wisdom, illumination, inspiration and joy -


“In mystical traditions, it is one’s own readiness that makes experiences exoteric or esoteric.

The secret isn’t that you’re not being told.

The secret is that you’re not able to hear.” —  Ram Dass

Fix You - Part 2

Author: @dylan-trash-tbh 

Pairing: Stiles x Reader 

 Words: 1685 


 This isn’t edited.. So there are probably a few mistakes. English still isn’t my first language. Thanks to the awesome Mal 💖 love youuu @mf-despair-queen

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It takes Dean about five seconds after his first kiss with Castiel to decide that they should start to share a room together from now on.

“Are you sure?” Castiel asks. His smile is tentative, yet so hopeful, and Dean can’t help reveling in the sight.

“Of course I’m sure,” Dean states, pulling Castiel even closer until their breaths are mingled and it’s absolutely impossible to tell them apart. “Your trench coat will look awesome in my closet.”

Castiel cups Dean’s cheek while looking at him with the fondest expression the hunter has ever seen before.

“It will look awesome in our closet,” the angel corrects in a low and still so powerful voice.

Dean’s insides start to tingle pleasantly and he presses a soft kiss onto the corner of Castiel’s mouth. “Yeah, it sure as hell will.”