magnetic body

women & their sun beauty

aries: fiery attitudes, regal figures, sensitive eyes, lush cheeks.

taurus: ethereal faces, warm smiles, fresh skin, musical bodies.

gemini: mesmerising hair, rosy cheeks, picturesque figures, endless smiles.

cancer: soft smiles, kissable lips, sunkissed hair, feminine lashes.

leo: charismatic expressions, addictive eyes, audacious movements, royal lips.

virgo: angelic voices, daring eyes, soporific bodies, winsome expressions.

libra: lustful eyes, lady-like figures, floral scents, fairy lashes.

scorpio: enticing figures, rich expressions, beatific eyes, feline smiles.

sagittarius: cheerful laughter, full lips, wondrous skin, magnificent bodies, fearless eyes.

capricorn: pristine bodies, sensual movements, doll-like eyes, virtuous expressions.

aquarius: elegiac eyes, mysterious auras, magnetic bodies, pure skin.

pisces:  airy eyes, graceful bodies, dreamy expressions, heart-warming smiles.

The Morphogenic Field is a term we use to describe the field of energy around the body. It is an extension of the electrical energy of the nervous system. The brain is an electrical generator with its own field of energy that extends away from the physical body. Many cultures and disciplines recognize this field and give it other names. When people discuss auras, chakras, life force or chi, they are possibly talking about this same energy field.

Fun ways to use the Gelatinous Cube in your game

This is a monster that behaves more like a living trap: its translucent, its potentially deadly, and involves skill checks to escape. Below are a few examples of the ways you can use gelatinous cube, apart from the other oozes in the Monster Manual. 

  • Players are in a maze occupied by several gelatinous cubes. These cubes follow a predictable path that loops. The PCs  can learn the safe routes by following the paths that are dirty or covered in debris. Paths that are spotless are the trails the gelatinous cubes follow, since they digest everything else in their path.
  • The players stand at the bottom of a steep staircase, unknowingly standing over a trap lid on the floor. When a PC triggers a pressure plate on one of the top stairs, the staircase will fold into a slide and the trap lid will move away to open up to a pit in the floor which contains a gelatinous cube.
  • A gelatinous cube has a magnet stuck in its body, and PCs that get within 15 ft. of the cube (while holding another magnet-like object) will have to beat a STR DC check or be pulled into the cube.
  • A gelatinous cube contains a downward-facing sword in the middle of its body. From a distance, the sword appears to be floating as if by magic, though checks to identify magic would fail since there’s nothing there to detect… unless the spell caster picks up the magic of an even smaller magic object instead, like a ring. 

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“The moment you start watching the thinker, a higher level of consciousness becomes activated. You then begin to realize that there is a vast realm of intelligence beyond thought, that thought is only a tiny aspect of that intelligence. You also realize that all the things that truly matter - beauty, love, creativity, joy, inner peace - arise from beyond the mind. You begin to awaken.” - Eckhart Tolle

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✎ things you said when you thought i was asleep ✎
1.6k words ; angst [ pg-15 ]

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

a/n: i tried to make this happy but i wrote this after spring day came out and went emo real fast

For as long as you could remember, you and Taehyung had always been an inseparable pair. Wherever he went, you did too. Whatever you did, he followed. Sometimes voluntarily, other times he’d force you out of your place to tag along as his wingwoman.

To say that it didn’t hurt whenever Taehyung pulled you out of your shell only to shove you back in would be the ultimate lie.

It was common knowledge amongst all the students that Taehyung was never one for commitment. A few have said it was because of his parents’ divorce, others because of a past lover who had shattered his heart. But you knew differently.

Taehyung didn’t have commitment issues, he had trust issues. Not with anyone else, but with himself. He didn’t trust himself to care for such a thing as fragile as love, didn’t trust himself to give his all to a relationship and a lover who would depend on him, lean on him, believe in him. despite the multiple times you’ve told him otherwise, he wouldn’t listen. He trusted you, but never your words, nor your actions that continuously reminded him how deserving of love he was.

And for as long as you could remember, you have always, always been in love with Kim Taehyung.

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Taylor Swift isn’t boy crazy, she’s chemistry crazy. Like a mad professor experimenting with human pheromones, Swift leans into Australian newcomer Brenton Thwaites and makes him positively blush. Move over Harry Styles and Conor Kennedy—is this the very first spark of a new couple alert? I came to Grey Goose Soho House tonight to toast the Weinstein Company’s much-buzzed August: Osage County, starring Meryl Streep and Julia Roberts. But by 11 p.m., I find myself hypnotized at the sight of these two fresh-faced young stars (she’s 23; he’s 24), hitting it off as if there’s no one else in the room.

Swift doesn’t so much flirt—it’s more like she sets the other person on fire. When she actually makes eye contact, it’s like locking eyes with a feral arctic fox. Sheer magnetism. With sly, coquettish body language, she draws Thwaites closer by speaking in hushed tones. They inch closer and closer together, and at one point, show one another their rings—she’s wearing three, he’s sporting one. I’m sitting strategically behind Thwaites, roughly a foot from his back—and as everyone’s drawn to Roberts’ iPhone show-and-tell of pictures of her twins—I spot him slip off his silver ring and offer it to Swift to try on. She discreetly gives it a go and whispers something in his ear. Charmingly, it’s one of those silver teaspoon handles repurposed into a ring—the kind you find in dorm rooms across America. There must be a good story behind it; because as he elaborates, Swift’s eyes widen in delight, examining the band even more closely. His charms pull off a major coup, considering this is the first time he’s even met pop music’s most idolized female crooner.

Crazy

This is my entry for @atc74‘s 1K Celebration! 

I used my song quote, but altered it just a bit for the story: 16. I’m crazy for loving you; crazy for thinking that my love could hold you. I’m crazy for trying and crazy for crying and I’m crazy for loving you. (Crazy - Patsy Cline)

Warnings: angst, potential break up

Summary: You have gotten tired of Sam always putting himself in harms way, so you decide to leave.

word count: ~1000

aesthetic by @atc74:

You slammed the motel room door, shoving your arms in your jacket as you walked to your car.  You were so angry that your hands were shaking as you fiddled with your keys, finally getting a grip on your car key and unlocking your car.  You had just gotten the door open when a large hand pulled you back, shutting your car door forcefully.

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21 Questions

This is my first time writing a Bughead fanfic and it’s still jumbled in my head so I hope you bear with me.

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of he characters or places in this story unless otherwise specified.

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First Question

The bell to Pop’s Chock'lit Shoppe rang as the door opened. Only a few people could be found sitting at the local town favorite as most were enjoying Riverdale High’s homecoming dance. For the selected few who had opted not to join the overrated festivities, the confines of the four walls of the shop brought an unusual sense of comfort.

A girl with blonde hair and in a pink dress walked straight inside into a booth at the far corner. She placed her usual order of Strawberry Milkshake but this time with extra whip cream. It was a special occasion to indulge in the calories after all. A few minutes later, a tall glass of sugary and sinful beverage was placed in front of her.

She sighed in resignation before reaching for her picker upper. Her tongue was ready to taste the mouth watering goodness when the tall glass was pulled far from her reach and in front of a crouching boy who wore a crown shaped beanie on top of his messy bed of hair. Her mouth dropped and stayed open for a few minutes, staring at he boy who drank her most awaited shake down to the last drop. She was at a loss for words. She wanted to shout at the boy who selfishly stole her last hope for a better night but no words came.

As if nothing happened, he adjusted in his seat and fired his laptop open and began typing, totally oblivious to the growing anger building in the blonde girl’s chest. A few minutes of silence passed and he still hadn’t looked at her once to apologize or explain his actions. He kept typing as if she wasn’t in front of him with an angry glare in her eye.

She cleared her throat, finally finding a small amount of sound come out of her mouth, but his attention to whatever he was typing did not falter. She cleared it again, this time ensuring that it was loud enough for him to hear and respond to. His eyes broke it’s connection from the laptop screen and the blue ocean met green forest. She felt a hitch in her breath at the sudden connection. The intensity of his stare brought chills to her spine and she almost felt bad for disturbing his concentration. She almost apologized had it been not for her realization that she wouldn’t have bothered him if he hadn’t stolen her favorite drink. He raised an eyebrow and a playful smirk appeared on his face. Had it been another time, she would be game to play their little debate just like the old times but now all she could do was sigh in defeat.

“I’m not in the mood Juggie.” She finally said after their long staring game. He shrugged and closed the lid of his laptop. He waved his hand at Pops to which he was answered with a nod, a fair and mutual exchange between regulars.

“So tell me, what did our beloved Archiekins do this time?” He said while leaning on the table.

“What makes you think it’s Archie?” Betty countered, hoping for even 1% chance that not everyone knows about what she felt for Archie. Well except for Archie himself.

“Come on Betts, don’t insult my knowledge. You practically loved him since childhood. Your eyes yearns for him whenever he’s not around and if I didn’t know any better, you have a magnet in your body that’s being pulled towards him.” He said rolling his eyes.

She chewed on her lip in anxiety. Was she really that obvious? “What makes you think he did something then?” She challenged, trying my best from delaying the admission of what had transpired tonight at the Homecoming after party at Cheryl’s.

“Let’s see. You’re wearing a dress that’s screaming Homecoming dance so that means you attended the overrated dance which is "the highlight of everyone’s high school life”.“ He made quotation gestures with his fingers as he said the last bit.

"However, instead of wasting the night with the boy of your dreams doing God knows what, you’re sitting here at Pops and having a conversation with me, the last person on your "potential dating list” - if Included at all and the person you haven’t talked to since summer started.“

Betty opened her mouth to say something but no words came out. She tried to process his words but found herself at a loss. She felt bad at his last statement since it was true that she hadn’t had a decent conversation with her reserved friend since before freshman year ended. It wasn’t that she hadn’t tried.

During her internship, she attempted several times to contact Jughead to check on him but it was either ignored or responded with one word texts that screamed end of conversation. She thought he was going through something at the moment and didn’t want to push him so she gave him some space to breathe and hoped that when she returned they would fall into their normal routine and become the best of friends again. Except, everything had turned out worse.

"So it’s either you just want to remember your Homecoming dance spending time at Pops and eating - drinking rather, Strawberry Milkshakes or Archie did a stupid move and hurt you.” The blonde girl sighed and looked at her lap in embarrassment. Had she been so transparent?

“Well, the milkshake is already a no considering you drank all of mine.” She said softly while lowering down her head.

“Here you go.” Two plates of burger and fries and a tall glass of chocolate milkshake appeared in front of them. Jughead gave a quick nod to Pops before digging in his favorite food.

Betty was surprised when the extra plate was pushed in front of her. She really wasn’t up for eating thus the reason for her milkshake order.

“You have to eat Betts, last time you drank a milkshake on an empty stomach, you were brought to the hospital.” He said before indulging in his burger.

She felt warmth in her chest realizing that Jughead was just looking out for her when he drank her favorite treat. She pushed the nagging thought at the back of her head as she already felt bad enough tonight and she really needed a break from all the negativity.

“If it makes you feel better, I’ll buy you a new one if you promise to finish the burger or the fries.” He said taking a last chomp on his burger and now turning his attention to the side snack.

Betty smiled weakly and started munching on the fries. The burger was really too much for her appetite.

“So do we play 21 questions or am I gonna wait for you to open up?” He said.

She was surprised at his proposition and thought very carefully on what to do next. If she opened up to him easily, she won’t get a chance to ask him things that had been nagging at her since summer started. She saw the opportunity of finding out what truly happened between her two best friends and was determined to get it out from her dark haired companion.

She gave him a look and was about to open her mouth in response when he beat her right to it. “Right 21 questions it is.”

Betty was surprised at how easily Jughead could read her mind and how much he knows about the way her mind works. She would’ve blamed it on being best friends since childhood but she could recall Jughead being a bit shy around her until 3rd grade. If it hadn’t been for Archie’s failed attempt at getting his two best friends to like each other, they wouldn’t have gone past the acquaintance stage. But that’s a story for another time.

“Okay Juggie let’s play. But the rule is, we get to ask each other one question each–” she started

“Well that is the point of the game–” he cut her off.

“–each day.” She finished. He couldn’t hide the surprise look on his face when what she said had registered in his mind.

“Excuse me? Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” He had his hopes that he understood her perfectly well but he just had to get confirmation from the girl next door.

“Well, we need it Juggie. After weeks of ignoring my texts and phone calls, I figured, this is our only way of catching up. So, are you up for it? 21 days of being stuck with my probing questions?” He was surprised to see a smile on her lips. She had a playful glint in her eye that almost made him spill everything to her before he caught himself.

“Fine. But we each get a free pass for those questions that we really don’t want to answer.” She nodded at the additional rules he made.

“Okay I agree. We can’t say know when the other triggers for the 21 questions. Like when we’re at school and I feel like asking you, you have to answer. Got it?” He pondered for a while before agreeing to my terms.

“Fine but the 21 days doesn’t have to be done straight. We can take breaks every now and then. Deal?”

She looked hesitant, as if he found a loophole to her strategy of opening up to her. But she resolved in her head that she just had to really think about her questions to get the most out of their game. Make it seem like he had to use the free pass to every question then go for home run.

“Also, whatever is shared here will not be disclosed to anyone else. Okay?” She added which gained a smirk from the boy.

“I get it Betts. And it’s not as if I have someone to tell.” He said rolling his eyes.

Betty felt a tug at her heart when she realized that Jughead had no one. As in no one. He used to have them - Betty and Archie - but then when he and Archie had a fall out and he started ignoring her, he wasn’t left with anyone else. She felt guilty for not trying harder to make him talk to her. She felt that she failed her obligation of binding the two friends. She regretted going to her internship
And leaving the two boys to themselves. The wave of emotions that passed through her was so overwhelming that she started to feel her nails digging at her palms.

A pair of warm hands covered her hands and pried it open. She was surprised at the look of worry that was evident on his face. “Hey. It wasn’t your fault Betts. Don’t be too hard on yourself.”

She opened her mouth to say something but decided against it. She would just reserve whatever it was for their 21 days of questioning. She nodded, squeezed his hand before pulling away.

“So.” He started breaking off the awkward air that had build up. “Is it a deal then?”

“Deal. Let’s flip on who goes first.” She pulled out a coin in her pink purse and placed it on her two fingers, ready to flip.

Jughead gave a small nod signaling her to do it. She flicked her fingers.

“Heads.” He called while the coin was up in the air.

“Tails.” She responded before catching the coin and putting it down on the table. They stared at each other for a while, hearts beating at top speed. They were anxious on who’s going to ask the questions first and what questions were in store for them.

Breaking off the connection, they both turned their attention to the coin which displayed tails. A triumphant smile played on Betty’s features and Jughead couldn’t help but laugh. It looked like she just won the lottery.

“Hmmm what to ask..” she said in deep thought. Jughead had hoped that she wouldn’t ask about his family. It was way too personal for a first question and he knew he might use his pass if that were the case. He wasn’t ready to open that can of worms yet and drag her into his messed up life.

“Okay, here’s an easy one. Why did you ignore my texts and calls this summer?” She said, her eyes had lost its playful glint and was replaced by a piercing gaze. One that could devour a lie that he was planning on saying so Jughead opted with the truth.

“Archie and I kind of gotten out of track this summer. I’m not sure if he mentioned that to you. So I thought, I didn’t want to burden you with the choice of who you were going to remain friends with. I was just looking out for you Betts.”

She felt anger bubble in her chest. She wanted to tell him off for doing something that “he thought was best for her” just like what her parents were doing to her and Polly. She was so through with people deciding what’s good for her and what’s not. It’s as if they think that she cannot decide on it for herself.

She was about to tell him off when he continued talking. “And I kind of wanted to protect myself from the pain of not being chosen. I didn’t want to get mad at you or anything so I just decided to cut things off for us. That way, I would be the bad guy and not you.”

Her anger melted away and was replaced with remorse. Who would’ve known that Jughead felt this way about their friendship? That he thought she would instantly drop him if he and Archie had a fall out. She felt bad for making it seem that Archie would always be her first choice and that Jughead would always end up on his own.

She reached her hand out to his and gave it a squeeze. “I’m so sorry Juggie if I made it seem like I would leave you anytime. I swear, that wouldn’t have been the case. You know I care about you. I wish you would’ve talked to me about it.” She babbled, feeling the build up of tears in her eyes.

“Hey. It was my decision Betty. This is exactly why I decided it on my own. I didn’t want to trouble you with that choice. I didn’t want you to lose sleep on it. I didn’t want you to make a decision that would make you doubt yourself or make you regret something. I’m okay with that Betty and I don’t blame you for it. Not even a little.”

She wiped her eyes with the tissue that he offered and nodded. “But that’s gonna change now Juggie. Promise me you’ll answer my calls and texts from now on. I can manage being your friend you know. Just because you and Archie had a misunderstanding, doesn’t mean I’ll stop being your friend.”

He hesitated. He wanted so much to talk to Betty again but was afraid to be vulnerable and get hurt. He knew it was a fact that Archie and Betty would end up together and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to stay and see it happen right before his eyes. For the most part, he wanted to spare himself of the pain of having to deal with Betty with someone else.

He knew he couldn’t deny it. He knew that the girl next door has a special place in his heart and no matter how hard he tried to deny or forget about it, it would always creep up on him at the end of the day. He was far too reeled in to escape the feelings he had for his best friend Betty Cooper.

At first he thought it was just a passing crush. He blamed the lack of female companions for his growing feelings towards the blonde girl. But when a girl had liked him and tried to make a move that didn’t end well, he knew that the lack of a female friend was definitely not the reason for it. As they grew older and as Betty had developed into a more mature, compassionate and beautiful girl, he couldn’t help but like her more than how best friends should like each other.

Betty was not the prettiest girl in Riverdale High. Well at least, that was what the school has declared. That title, for some odd reason Jughead couldn’t comprehend, belonged to Cheryl Blossom. She wouldn’t even pass as the smartest given that the holder for that one was Ethel Muggs. Not even the most talented as this was held by Josie McCoy. Betty was among those who were ranked in the middle. The average girls who occasionally got a second look from guys.

But for Jughead, Betty Cooper sure was something and it was beyond reason how other guys couldn’t see it. Especially their redhead friend Archie Andrews. He doesn’t understand how Archie can appreciate so many girls in their school and yet he couldn’t cast a glance at what he already has - the most perfect girl there is.

“Earth to Juggie?” Jughead snapped out of his thought and landed back at Pop’s.

“Of course. I’ll keep that in mind.” He said, not wanting to discuss further how Betty would always be there. He knew if they dwell on their topic more, he might say things he would regret.

“Okay, your turn. Ask away.” She said sitting properly, back straight, chin up with her hands folded in front of her. It was almost as he she was prepping for an interview question.

Jughead breathed in and out before firing away. “What happened tonight with Archie?”

Betty knew he would ask it. She knew and tried to prepare herself for it but no amount of preparation could help her when he finally uttered the question.

See, answering the question would make what happened between her and Archie real. Inasmuch as she wants to forget what he said and return to the happy bubble they used to call friendship, Betty knew that things would change from now on. That Archie would no longer be her comfort place but someone who would remind her of rejection and disappointment. Answering Jughead’s question would only mean that they can never go back and pretend everything was okay.

But Betty knew this couldn’t have been the worst question she would face. She knew that she shouldn’t waste a pass for this since by tomorrow, everyone would know about what had happened at Cheryl’s anyway.

“I told Archie my feelings tonight..” she started slowly. A lump forming in her throat suggested that she was about to cry again. “And he made it clear that we’re not on the same page about it.”

“Betty I’m..” he started but she held a hand to stop him. She wanted to get everything out of her system first.

“After the homecoming, we went to Cheryl’s after party. I just wanted to forget about the rejection so I thought maybe spending more time with him at the after party would make him change his mind and see me like how I see him.” She said recounting what had happened earlier.

“So Cheryl, being Cheryl, thought it would be fun to have a 7 minutes in heaven game starting with Archie. She let the bottle spin and it stopped in between me and Veronica. But she made the call of saying it pointed to Veronica. I swear that girl will be the death of me.” She sighed. Jughead could feel how it was getting harder for her to talk and wanted to stop her but then again, he knew letting it out would keep her from digging her nails in her palms.

“I knew it was impossible that nothing would happen to them. The way Archie stared at her when we first saw her here at Pop’s was everything I needed to see to know he’s attracted to her. It didn’t help that outside the closet, Cheryl and Reggie kept thinking up of stories of what was happening inside. After that I couldn’t take it anymore. I got up and left and went here.” She finished and finally looked at Jughead’s face.

His face was scrunched up in thought at what Betty had shared with him. First of all, he really thought that his ex-best friend was stupid beyond his understanding. How could he prefer a new girl over the girl who was always there for him? Second, they could give the guy the benefit of the doubt but then again Jughead thought this was Archie Andrews. He may care a lot for Betty but Jughead doubted that he would pass up on the opportunity to kiss a girl he found attractive. No offense to his ex-best friend but that was the truth.

“I’m sorry Betts.” Jughead, despite being the eloquent aspiring novelist that he is, couldn’t find the best words to comfort his friend. If this had been Archie, he could’ve said a list of things for making Betty feel that way. But this was different. He was walking on eggshells with her. He didn’t want to hurt Betty anymore than she already is.

“Why are you apologizing Juggie? It’s not your fault.” She said before giving a small smile and squeezing his hand.

She was surprised when Jughead, as if lost in thought, started to intertwine their fingers together. She felt comforted by the warmth of his hands. She observed her dark haired friend and saw how tired his face looked. It seemed as if he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. The bags underneath his eyes spoke of countless sleepless nights writing on his laptop. She felt his thumb draw circles at her hand and slowly her eyes started to close.

Betty began to wonder things about Jughead. What would happen if it had been Jughead who Betty had fond feelings for? She wasn’t sure if it would’ve been easier considering her friend’s take on romantic relationships. She knew Jughead wasn’t the type seeing his lack of affection towards the girls in their year. At least that was what it seemed like. But then again, as if her memory played with her, she began to remember.

She began to drift off back to a particular memory in middle school. Betty, Archie and Jughead were like the Golden Trio of their year. They were inseparable. Wherever Betty was, Archie and Jughead were sure to follow. During that time, Jughead had started developing - his voice lowering a few tones and his height increasing almost half an inch each month. Puberty had hit him good, as what people would say.

In those times, Betty was sure enough that she had developed a girly crush on her best friend. Contrary to what people said, that she had been in love with Archie since forever, Betty had actually liked their dark and mysterious friend first. She was drawn to his witty humor. He would always say something that made Betty laugh and she looked forward to their hang outs after school.

But Jughead, being Jughead, had no romantic inclinations towards anyone as he found it troublesome to like a girl. He had based it from a time when a girl had confessed to him and wanted him to be her boyfriend. When he rejected the idea, she started off spreading rumors of him being weird and gay. That’s when he placed being in a relationship to his things he’ll never do list.

Betty was looking forward to seeing her two best friends after spending a week at her grandma’s. She was on her way to the Andrews household and spotted the two huddled up near the garage. She overheard them speaking about Jughead and the girl who spread rumors and was about to announce her presence when Jughead said something that made her chest hurt.

“I swear Arch, this relationship thing? This isn’t for me. I wouldn’t want to be associated with anyone. It’s too troublesome.” He said, frustration evident in his face.

Betty then resolved to forget her crush towards her friend and keep everything platonic between her and her dark haired boy. After that, she and Archie started to get along pretty well at the start of their Freshman Year, Jughead being a bit distant from her and all. She guessed that Jughead didn’t exempt her from his “stay away from complicated women” policy. Archie had been sweet and took all of her attention from Jughead and the rest is history.

*Buzz Buzz*

Betty snapped out of her reverie and pulled away from Jughead’s hands to retrieve her phone.

“Hello mom?” She answered.

“Betty? Where are you? Your dad says you weren’t at school when he dropped by.” She asked, her voice sounded a bit concerned.

“I’m at Pop’s mom. I left the dance early.” She saw the look Jughead gave her as if asking if she was in trouble but he shook her head. “I’m going home in a while.”

“Well your dad’s on his way home. Want him to pick you up?”

“Sure mom. I’ll wait for him here.” She then cut the call and placed her phone back in her bag.

“To be continued?” She smiled at Jughead. He smiled back before nodding at her.

It was 5 minutes later when she heard the familiar honk of their card signaling that it was time to go home.

She was getting up from her seat and saying goodbye when she recalled something he had said earlier.

“Oh and Juggie? You’re not the last person.” She said in a quiet voice that he almost missed.

“Excuse me?” He said, wanting to clarify if he had indeed heard it correctly.

“I meant, you’re wrong. You’re not the last person . Not the first maybe but definitely not the last on that potential date list.” She said with a smile that almost shattered his every belief of mediocre relationships and archetypical teenage romances. She then walked away not waiting for his answer.

He shook his head in amusement. Betty Cooper was indeed an interesting girl. He hated to admit it but he was looking forward to the next time they play the game.

Teach Me Something I Don’t Know

This is an edited repost of the third installment in the series of ficlets about preschool teacher Claire/ suit and tie Jamie.  Lots of thanks to @awesomeeyeroll and @internallydeceased for your input and editing skills.

Necessary Proximity





Jamie realized on their third official date that he never wanted to be without Claire. They were sitting in a darkened movie theatre and as he methodically stroked her knuckles he was hit with a wave of sadness.

But why? For the last few months wherever they had found a spare moment they were together, usually at Lallybroch with his extended family. His nieces and nephew quite possibly believed the demure teacher hung the moon! Claire’s smiling face was even a regular fixture at Sunday meals after they attended mass with the Murrays at the village kirk. It didn’t take very long to see that all the things meaningful in his life were also deeply important to her.

This is why it made no sense that he missed her when she was sitting right next to him, holding his hand.

Claire leaned a bit more into him, her head happily nestled in the crook of his neck. He radiated warmth in spite of the drafty theatre, and she melted against him. He was like a magnet, and her body was metal; unable to resist. She was falling hard for him. She tried to reason with herself that everything was so great because it was a new relationship, that they were blissfully unaware of the world around them. And yet, the thought still lingered. They had had an instant attraction, and they weren’t the only ones who noticed. She had been in relationships before but, this was different.

She never gave much credence to the idea of soulmates, but if there was such a thing; he was hers.

“Jamie?” she whispered. “Could we please go? I just can’t seem to focus.” She spoke rather quickly, not letting on to the fact that he was the reason.

He held her tighter to him, kissing the top of her head.

“Aye, if that’s what ye want.” He smiled. “I know a place we can go.”

They left the theatre, hand in hand; staying that way until they reached his car. He opened the door for her, kissing her hand as she sat down.

“Ready?” He asked once he was in the driver’s seat.

She nodded, eyes sparkling, and grinning ear to ear.

The Murray kids were playing outside in the courtyard when the car pulled up. Of course they had to mob the couple to ask their usual hundred questions before their mother shooed them inside for their nightly bath.

Jamie took Claire’s hand and tugged her in the direction of the path. She laced her fingers with his as they walked up the hill with the main house behind them.

“Jenny and Ian have such sweet kids.” she declared. “They’ve done a fantastic job. If our kids are half as good we’ll have some amazing kids.”

She flushed red as soon as the words were out of her mouth. A sweet kiss to her forehead quickly dissipated any regretful feelings she might have had.

“Aye, you’re right about all of that.” he soothed. “Maybe we’ll get a ginger as well.”

They continued walking in silence until they reached the bench at the side of the water. He sat then brought her to sit on his lap before he wrapped his arms around her. With such busy professional lives physical closeness as well as quiet were things they enjoyed beyond measure, for this reason Jamie decided to take a step forward in their relationship.

“I want you to move in with me at Lallybroch.” he began. “I want you with me. Always.”

Claire paused before replying. She knew what he was saying was difficult to put into words. She felt like she had a place in a family again after a very long time.

“Yes.”

It was all she needed to say and it was perfect.

tetryx  asked:

If you're not too busy, I would like to request a scenario with Chuuya seeing his s/o's scars for the first time. They're not just battle scars but also scars from abuse. And if you are busy, a headcanon would do the trick too.


I kind of went in a weird direction with this, but I don’t think Chuuya would ignore their origin. Hope you like it~

Drabble - [TW: past abuse]


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I think then I live in a world of silence.
The language has become lodged in itself a background,
wall of rock, black and resistant as basalt, then sometimes
as viscous as heavy grease, poetry must be reached into
and rested from in a cry. Meaning is now a mixture, it
recedes to itself a solid fix of knowledge. The words
of poems, once rested from the mass, cry shrilly and singly,
then spring back to that magnetic ore body of silence.
The longest poem has become a brief crack into light and sound.
The candle flame through the sliver hums but must be tricked,
wrested out for a mere tick in the radium dark.
The rest is all a walk in stillness, on the parade of
the tombs of meaning. Or is this all still the highest ledge?

— Clark Coolidge, A Note

The Signs & Physical Appearance

ARIES: Tend to have sharp, distinctive features with prominent brows. Aries rules the head and face - some may have birthmarks, scars, etc. on their face or head. Males tend toward baldness, all that testosterone, perhaps? Strong bone structure, quick movements, an upright posture, and awkward sleeping positions are associated with this sign. Some have a ruddy complexion; all will have a strong constitution. They may glance around the room, as opposed to maintaining a steady gaze, and tend to have a confident, brisk manner of walking. They don’t like to sit still for long. May have hawk nose or a nose that is in some way pointy.

TAURUS: Frequently large-bodied (not necessarily plump or fat), could also be muscular and really sturdy. Calm/serene with steady gaze and often with smaller-than-expected ears. They may have a calming effect on others. Ruling the throat and neck, this area is often eye-catching - maybe a thick, “bull-like” neck, or perhaps a long, graceful one, but generally prominent in some way.

GEMINI: Highly expressive faces, reflecting the mood of the moment. They give off a feeling of energy, even when at rest and may jitter a bit or shake their legs, but even if they’re not actually moving, there’s a sense of energy, simply waiting to explode. Darting eyes. Often graced with “small features”, doll-like face or slight in some way, with the features more centered than spread out. Fast-paced speech and an aura of business. Physically agile with a naturally slim build (although weight gain is a possibility later) they just always seem like they “should” be thin, even when they’re not. Small ankles. Restless eyes that seem to take in everything at once, and a high forehead.

CANCER: Their most prominent feature is a round face. Even when skinny they frequently have rounded soft features, and apple cheeks. This sign rules the stomach and breasts, and they’re noticeable in some way. The stomach may be round and Santa-like, or flat with six-pack abs; the female’s breasts may be large or small, but tend to be well-formed and pleasing to the eye. Round eyes with a moony, dreamy expression. High cheekbones and a prominent brow. Very expressive features with long limbs compared to the trunk, even short natives often have a “lanky” look to their arms and legs.

LEO: In keeping with their Zodiac symbol, they frequently have mane-like hair, framing keen-eyed faces. They tend towards ruddy in complexion. They’ll have a sort of regal bearing and erect posture. Their movements can be slow but dramatic - they like to get noticed. They have a tendency toward “bad backs,” or pain in the back, neck, and shoulder area, although the shoulders themselves are strong and broad.

VIRGO: Gentle, fluid movements, as well as a youthful appearance, they always seem younger than their years. Some blush easily. Might give off an asexual, androgynous or very modest vibe. Clear eyes with a gentle but direct expression, delicate nose, curvy but often thin lips. They can be obsessed with their own appearance, seeing flaws that no one else sees and they go to lengths to “hide” them. You may catch them staring at their own expressions in the mirror, busy analyzing perceived flaws, but only when they think no one’s watching. Likes to be neat in appearance, there’s nothing messy about them. When depressed they can really let themselves go. They can look somewhat fragile, but surprise people with their physical strength. Digestive problems, upset stomachs, and outbreaks of nervousness and insecurity are frequent.

LIBRA: Venus’s children with well-shaped lips and noses, sometimes heart-shaped or oval faces, dimpled cheeks and cleft chins. May have a tongue-in-cheek vibe about them. Generally, they have well-proportioned features and pleasant expressions, even when they’re not in a good mood. Their movements tend to be graceful; facial features more rounded than angular. Another feature is a clear, mellifluous voice. Even when not conventionally attractive there will be a certain charm to them - their faces have character, whether they’re what would be considered beautiful or not. Gorgeous smiles and infectious laughter.

SCORPIO: It’s all about the eyes. Their gaze will be piercing and direct, and unless they’re shooting vengeful daggers from them, people will often comment on how beautiful or intense their eyes are. Direct eye contact is this sign’s hallmark, they’re never “shifty-eyed.” Sharp features, prominent cheekbones and noses. They tend to have a strong constitution, often with powerful-looking physiques. They are masters at maintaining the famous poker-face when needed, able to keep their inner emotions from their outward expressions. Ruling the reproductive organs, they may be prone to health problems in this region of the body. Magnetic and mysterious, sensual and compelling is their natural gift. People will look at them, if they want it or not.

SAGITTARIUS: “Clumsy grace” is their most noticeable trait. This may sound contradictory, but think of a newborn foal, teetering and tottering on its legs, while showing glimpses of the powerful horse it will one day be. Openness and friendliness show in Sag’s face and posture. You may find them leaning forward when talking to you, getting physically closer to engage emotional closeness. Broad foreheads, cheerful expressions, quick movements, dramatic gestures. They may play with their hair and often have beautiful, clear, sparkling eyes. They tend toward a taller, stronger build, but can become plump due to their love of food, drink and (due to their ruler, Jupiter) excesses.

CAPRICORN: When talking to them, you may be struck by their well-modulated, often deep speaking voices. Lacking the jittery energy of other signs, they will make slower, more deliberate movements, like everything is choreographed. When at rest, they’ll exhibit a steady, serious expressions. Straight nose, prominent eyebrows, exhibiting the “T” shape this sign is known for. Their skin is sensitive and subject to rashes, acne, or easy bruising. You will notice their teeth - they will be in some way unusual. This sign may appear uptight, bored, fidgety or uncomfortable around people. Once they get past their discomfort, they will appear calm and observing.

AQUARIUS: One common trait of this sign is a high, well-defined forehead. Often soft-spoken and polite, they can fly off at a moment’s notice into eccentricity and rage. They often have dreamy, lighter-colored eyes and a nice, “classic” profile. They’re often broad through both hips and shoulders - males and females alike - with strong, shapely legs. They’re very sensitive to weather and barometric pressure, so expect to find them bundled up in the winter and stripped down in hot weather. They’re good listeners and great storytellers.

PISCES: Gentleness combined with intuition shows in their soft round eyes that often appear sleepy or dreamy in some way, far off in Lalaland. Graceful, quick, and sometimes erratic movements that resemble the fish, swimming in a pond. They tend to have a nice, reluctant smile and either delicate or overly large feet, neither of which ever properly fit a shoe. Their hair usually is soft and fine and may change shade with the seasons, getting lighter in summer. Soft skin and soft features, bruises easily. When aware of being watched, they will have elegant, flowing movements. Regardless of their size they appear to be “small” somehow, compact in how they fit into the picture. Mischievous grins and tinkling laughter.

anonymous asked:

Magneto and Rogue are definitely a thing, right?

As with everything X-Men……Yes and no. They were for a hot minute in 616. In Age of Apocalypse they were married with a child named Charles.
I think there was a hot minute Magneto’s clone Joseph was romantically linked wth Rogue. Basically magneto could put a magnetic field around his body that allowed Rogue to touch him. So. Yknow. Hanky panky.
But its a bit inappropriate and once Gambit showed up it stopped being a thing lol