no one understands my feelings right now

anonymous asked:

hi, i send you 147 and i love your cheesy cheeky Klaus 😂 Can i send you 97 as well?

97:  “I don’t need a hero, I need a husband.”

Awww thank you ^^ I’m happy you liked it! And I apologize right now by this drabble..it sucks and makes no sense, maybe? Sorry lol On FF

Also, If you want one!

Puppet Master

“Klaus, you need to get your head off your ass for once in your life!! I can handle myself, I can fight my own battles, all I need is some support. I don’t need a hero, I need a husband!” Caroline screamed, trying to make him understand how she was feeling.

“Caroline, love, I was just trying to help y-”

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anonymous asked:

Tell us some of your Mama!Hawk headcanons please :)

OH MAN

  • My favorite headcanon is that Riza tends to cook food for more than one person and brings it in to share with Ed. Sometimes on the weekends when she’s out and about she’ll swing by their dorm to drop some off. She knows exactly how much she’s making every time; she just wants to make sure he’s getting a proper meal.
  • She shares books with Alphonse and will go to the Eastern library with him to pick some out. She was very well-read as a child and knows that Al was too, so they spend time scouring the shelves for books that they either both haven’t read or that the other hasn’t. 
  • The Elric brothers know her schedule very well and know that she shops on Thursday nights. More often than not they’ll ‘happen to be in thearea’ whenever she gets groceries and will help her carry them home, especially during the spring/summer months when she walks.
  • The Elrics send her flowers every Mother’s Day.
  • The reason the boys are so attracted to her as a maternal figure is because of how she speaks to them. She’s very honest, as we’ve seen in canon. This carries on to their later lives, and they’ll often call her for advice. 
  • Riza was the first of Team Mustang that was informed of Edward and Winry’s engagement.
The Crow’s Nest: A few thoughts on Oliver & SW

For those hating on Oliver right now: I feel you. I understand that you’re confused, that a character you just don’t get is making stupid choices.

From my experience with people, everyone is just plain stupid. Including me. I did a stupid thing yesterday that I had to pay the price today. It happens. We are irrational, skeptic, fearful, biased, and imperfect personages. We’re human.

And saying that one person is never at fault is not true. Even if it’s only 1% of the blame, we all make mistakes.

For Oliver, Susan is easy. In 5x05, Human Target comes into play, and tells Oliver that Felicity has moved on, and he should to. HT sets Oliver up to correspond with SW. He tells Oliver that since he’s become Oliver, he tells him that he should go for it.

Oliver goes for it. I mean, HT essentially tells him what to do. Have you ever wanted someone else to make a decision for you? To have your doppleganger to appear out of the sky and say, “Look! Date that one!” And so he takes an easy road. His life is hard. He’s mayor by day, hero by night. When does this guy sleep? 6am to 8am probably. And here is this guy telling him that a beautiful woman is interested in him and he should go for it.

Before he does though, he talks to Felicity.

“ I want you to be happy, and in the spirit of that, I think that you owe it to yourself to find out if what you have with Billy is real, and I owe it to myself to embrace whatever’s next for–for me when I’m not (the GA)”

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I love love but..

I like being alone.  I thoroughly enjoy the lack of obligations that go into it.  And it’s not that I wish to banish the idea of a relationship, I’m just aware that my present maturity doesn’t give me the chance to provide someone with the quality time that they deserve.  I refuse to let the person whose willing to take that leap with me feel neglected at any point of that relationship and I know right now that I reside in my head far too much to communicate my feelings properly… at least not 100% of the time.  I see many people chase a relationship far too early with the eagerness that I admire but they aren’t one with themselves yet. I understand growing with someone, but that’s sometimes impossible if you’re on two different sides of the emotional scale.  

Awkward Interruption:

Request: Luke (y/n’s brother)  walks in on y/n and Ashton

Requested By: Anonymous

A/N:  Hey guys I hope you like this one if you do please reblog and like it would mean so much to me. By the way requests are open right now so feel free to send ideas in. However I do have a few I am working on right now so it may take a little longer than usual. Also please understand that is very graphic and sexual in nature. Therefore if you are not comfortable with that please do not read. Thanks you all so much, enjoy!

It’s a typical night sitting up in my bedroom browsing on my social media when my phone rings. I see that it’s my boyfriend but debate on answering it due to the fact that no one knows about us yet and he is my brother’s band mate. Figuring my brother Luke is probably already asleep I answer it.

“Hey baby girl whatcha up to?” Ashton asks sweetly in a sing-song voice.

I smile to myself just by hearing his voice. That’s one of my favorite things about him, he can always make me smile. “Hi, I’m not doing much, what are you doing?” I ask curiously know him and know what call at this hour means.

“I was just out for a drive and I got to thinking about you and I thought maybe I’d stop by….” He says and I scramble to the window. Sure enough down the street there he is sitting in his parked car.

“Ash it’s the middle of the night and Luke is home you we can’t….” I sigh heavily and disappointed.

He pauses for a moment. “I just want to see you baby… I haven’t gotten to kiss you in 24 hours either… I’m a dying man down here…” Ashton says trying to convince me.

“Okay, I’ll meet you at the door.” I sigh and rush there.

Immediately as I open the door he’s standing there smirking at me. He steps in the door and pulls me close and kisses me sweetly. “Hello my love.” He whispers.

“Hi.” I giggle pulling him up to my room and being especially quiet when passing Luke’s room.

Ashton shuts the door behind us and then pushes me down onto my bed. He raises his eyebrows a me and I giggle “Don’t laugh at me!” He chuckles too.

“Shhhh.” I hush him and motion him towards me. He moves us so we are laying on bed together. “I’ve missed you…” I whisper looking him the eyes.

“I’ve miss you too baby…” He says kissing me. “I missed your eyes, and your nose, and your mouth, and your cheeks, and your hair, and your ears, and neck…” He trails off.

“Oh stop.” I giggle and he shakes his head.

“Never…” He says and suddenly the with the way he’s looking at me I pull him down and start kissing him. In a matter of seconds we are making out and he’s gripping at my hips anxiously. “I want you.” He grumbles as he starts kissing at my neck and making me melt.

“We can’t wake him.” I remind Ashton of Luke on yards away and as Ashton is about to pull away I reel him back in. “We’ll just have to be quiet.”

He nods excitedly and we start stripping each other of our clothes. “It always blows my mind how beautiful you are.” Ashton purs and kisses down my body and stomach which tickles and makes me giggle.

“Please Ashton, don’t tease.” I ask sweetly and he nods kissing back up to my lips.

He lines himself up with me and slowly slides in making me bite my lip not to moan out. Ashton starts kissing me to quiet my whimpers as he starts moving in and out of me not too fast and not to slow. Ashton lets a small growl out as he goes a little harder and I can’t even process words to stop him from letting the noise out.

“Fuck babe please tell me you’re close.” He grunts and I moan out too. He covers my mouth when I moan out a yes for him which makes him laugh a little before moaning himself. I then tangle my fingers in his hair and he buries his face in my neck. We both reach our highs and as we come down he whispers how much he loves me in my ear.

“Fuck….” I moan. “I love you too Ash. So much.” I tell him as we lay together and just calm down.

Suddenly there is a loud knock on the door making us both jump. “Get dressed and then come out there, I’m going to kill you both.” Luke says from the other side of the door angrily.

Ashton chuckles and rests his head in my neck. “Guess we don’t have to tell him now.” I groan worried but he kisses me softly to comfort me. “It’s okay baby. Even if he’s mad, I’m not going anywhere.”

I smile and kiss him back. “You always know  just what to say…”

4

Addicted appreciation week: day four x platonic relationship

He puts a hand on my back, and after a long pause, he says,  “Hard things are the right things. Remember that?”
I cry because I don’t fucking know if i’ll ever be the same.
  He scoots closer.  “One step at a time. I know it’s hell. I know you want to give up. I know it fucking hurts. Just one step, one more time, Ryke. We’re doing this together. You and me.”
I thought he didn’t understand this pain, but I know he does. It’s not the kind where he needs to shatter his leg to feel it. I rub my face and then nod a couple times. Okay. Okay.
     “Now,” Lo says, “do your bastard brother a favor and lie the fucking down.”
I give  him a look before dropping back down. “That’s not fucking funny.”
[…]
I flip him off but my lips almost curve upward. I almost forget about the discomfort for a second. In the quiet, there are questions in my brother’s eyes. Things like, Will you wake up early tomorrow? Will you follow me, big brother? Will you ever climb again?
                                               Yes. As soon as the lights hits.
                                         Yes. I’ll chase after you, little brother.

                                   Will I ever climb again? I don’t fucking know.

                                                        I’m my own anchor.
                                                   I decide when to rise again.

anonymous asked:

Question number one please!! I think we are all wondering about how our favorite ship started. ❤

1: tell me the truth, what made you start liking the person you like right now?

Oh, wow. I don’t even know where to start :D
I mean, she’s so great 😍😍
It was the first time when i met the person who understands me so well. She literally read my mind :D

And i always felt so happy when we talked (and i feel even more happy now)

And she’s so smart, and funny, and beautiful and one day i just realised that i’m in love (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)

  • me: *stays inside reading CLAMP manga for days*
  • me: *goes to work*
  • co-worker: hey how are you whatchu been doin with your time
  • me: *sprinkles sakura blossoms, feathers, etc., stares wistfully into space* time...is not that which we know...but merely that which we seek...to know...for the sake of...that person...

anonymous asked:

Hmm... I hope you don't take this the wrong way but something's been on my mind for a while. It's kinda weird that you are making it about Sans right now? Sans wouldn't even let Papyrus know if he hurt him, he cares too much. I don't think he would even be offended by it at all. Because Pap has been through a lot I feel like he would understand rather than take it personally and get upset? Its kinda out of character. Idk it's just my opinion, you are free to ignore this if you want, sorry.

Okay, i had to think about this one, and i feel like i should explain it.

This comic is based on a fanfiction, where brothers and their relationship was portrayed differently than in the game.Brothers were bickering and arguing and get offended at each other, both of them.

In this comic I tried to stick to that portrayal, as much as possible. Sans tho, after all that happened to his brother, tried to help in any way he could - getting Papyrus to protest and trying to play it cool. And it wasn’t Papyrus that made him offended on earlier pages - he was getting angry at himself, that he can’t be of more assisstance. In later pages, even when Papyrus said brute and offending things, Sans wasn’t offended and was just stepping away from fights or confrontations.

The last arc after Alphys leaves could be confusing, cause i wanted it to be. But the truth is - Sans didn’t get offended by Papyrus, at all. Because he knows it’s not about him. Papyrus thinks he offended him, like the readers, who follow him trashing around his house.

And I suppose my wording of what Sans said in the last page got people confused, but that’s my own fault. Papyrus apologised and Sans DIDN’T admit, that whatever Papyrus did, hurt or offended him. He said “it’s fine” to calm down his brother - he knows Papyrus has problems with explaining himself, and since he’s the one closest to him, he can be his punching bag. As always. 

But the thing is - they both grew through this story. They’re both tired of this situation, of dancing around not only the subject, but each other, and this scene is the culmination of their fighting - admiting defeat. 

Plus, Sans isn’t, and never was perfect. But if you still see him as OOC, I’m sorry, but I feel he is in character, based on everything he’s gone through in this story.

anonymous asked:

Niansue, I wish to seek your wisdom. I understand it takes more than one day or one try to be as good as where you or others are, but when I look upon my drawing, it's never good enough. It has become a depression, and I don't have someone to share my frustration with. What should I do?

Know that I and most artists relate to what you are feeling right now!!! We all have our highs and lows and right now you’re just in a rut which I wish I could just magical make disappear but like all complex problems there is no simple solution. If ranting about your frustration is what you need then I’m here for you, because I’m starting to go through something similar and I know ranting your feelings is a good way to let out your emotions while also making you feel at least a bit better~ 

As far as what I do is that I draw what I want to draw. I think that it’s very important to draw whatever you want b/c it’s your art and you’re the one putting the effort into drawing, so you should do what you want~<3 Other then that I like taking walks around my neighborhood as just being outside feels really good. And if you just don’t feel like doing art at all then go ahead and not do art that day. Art will be there another day so why not take a day off for yourself and have a self-care day~<3 

I hope that what I say helps you in any way possible and know that, like all bad things, this will pass one day~ I hope you have a lovey day~<3 

Little Do You Know

Originally posted by ilvermorny

(Request: Could you do an imagine where the reader has body image issues? I love your blog by the way.)

(Request: Can you do a newt x reader in which the reader is really struggling with her body image? If you don’t I understand I would just really appreciate it right now.)

(A/N: I tried my very best with this one, especially since I had two requests for it, which is why I took a really long time to fill it out! t I completely understand how someone can feel self conscious about themselves, (I know I do all the time,) and I hope this helps, even a tiny bit. I think you’re all amazing and beautiful, please don’t ever feel this way xx )


There were at least two things you knew you loved more than your entire life: Newt and his creatures. Obviously that didn’t’ mean you didn’t love other things, it’s just that you held those two things in your heart deeply.

You had met Newt in your third year at Hogwarts in your Defense Against the Dark Arts course, and at first things couldn’t have been more awkward.

Despite being a Hufflepuff, you were quite competitive, often trying to get the best of the Gryffindor’s and Ravenclaw’s, you even tried to out sass a Slytherin at one point. Needless to say when you were paired with a shy Newt, things couldn’t have been worse for you.

It wasn’t until you had the opportunity to really understand Newt, that you realized he was quite possibly the sweetest boy on this planet.

 You came to realize that Newt was just as brave as a Gryffindor, smart as a Ravenclaw, and as witty as a Slytherin; in fact, he often came to inspire you in many ways.

Needless to say, the both of you developed one of the sweetest and most meaningful friendships in your entire life; you couldn’t imagine a life without such a great friend.

Every time you felt upset with either a grade, or a nasty comment made by another student, or even with your own appearance, Newt was always there to make everything better. 

Normally he’d do his best to remind you of the amazing things you had accomplished in school and assure you that you had so much potential to do incredible things.

This being said, each time Newt was made fun of for being himself, you were always there to defend him, and of course, assure him that there was nothing better in the world, than him being himself.

Because the two of you were such good friends, it wasn’t odd for either of you to hear rumors about a potential romance between the both of you, however, instead of denying anything, Newt and you would simply giggle amongst yourselves; finding the entire situation funny.

When word got out that Newt had been expelled, you were crushed.

Sure, you carried on for the next few years with friends at your side, but it was difficult to really have fun when your best friend was gone. The times that you needed him were the worst however, especially when it came to any school event.

Despite you being very competitive at times, unfortunately, you were also a bit hard on yourself when it came to the way you looked, even more so when it came to other people viewing you.

Even though you came from a Magical lineage your parents were very strict when it came to appearances, so at a young age, you were accustomed to look your very best; no matter the circumstance.

But once you started attending Hogwarts and started to take on a bigger role within your courses, you often found it difficult to maintain such a polished look all the time- this is precisely where Newt would come in to help; but now that he was gone, your confidence started to fade rapidly. 


Approximately, it had roughly been about three years since you last saw Newt, and it had taken you by complete surprise when you heard someone greet you with such familiarity.

At first you couldn’t help but furrow your eyebrows at the honey haired man with a blue trenchcoat and a briefcase, as he waved at your cheerfully.

“It’s been a while!” he said again, his cheeks flushing. “How have you been?”

If it wasn’t for the man’s familiar hazel eyes, you would’ve completely missed the fact that Newt was currently standing in front of you- well, towering over you for that matter. “I-I’ve been fine,” you replied slowly, still in shock. “What about you, how have you been?”

Chuckling and running a hand through his hair, Newt pointed at his briefcase and shrugged, “I’ve been traveling,” he said, “met lot’s and lot’s of Magical Creatures.”

In that moment you remembered all of the conversations the both of you would have in private. 

Although Newt had a passion for his Care of Magical Creatures class, he was often afraid that other students might make fun of him for enjoying such a class.

Of course you never found it strange, in fact, you often encouraged Newt to pursue that career choice, but he would shrug and blush furiously, saying that he was never going to actually be able to do such things.

“I’m so happy for you!” you replied with a large grin on your face, “I always knew you could do it.”

“Well,” continued Newt, with an almost sheepish look on his face, “after my- eh- absence from Hogwarts, things were a bit difficult. But I would always remember your encouragements, and if truth be told, that’s what really gave me the courage to do this.”

You stared at Newt, needless to say, with a shocked look on your face, your own ears tinted red. In all your years, you had never, ever, heard anyone say such thing to you, and if you were honest, the feeling felt incredible.

“I’m glad I could help.” you replied wholeheartedly.

Your meeting with Newt was certainly one to remember-until he thought it would be a good idea to invite you to a formal gathering with all sorts of Magizoologists from all over the world.


Currently, clothes were flying in all directions. One look at your room would have given even the most prestigious Drama Queen a nightmare. 

“I can’t believe that I finally see Newt again- and I have nothing to bloody wear!” you thought to yourself angrily as you grimaced at the simple blue fabric that covered your hand.

After what seemed like forever, you stared at yourself in the mirror, inspecting every single inch of your body in full detail. 

Within every passing inch you couldn’t help but feel disgusted with what you saw, there was either too much or too little flab all over, you were unproportioned, and the very image of it drove you insane. 

In fact, you were so preoccupied with judging everything in sight, you completely missed when Newt knocked on your door all three times. Even when he took out his wand and whispered “Alohamora.” under his breath, you didn’t budge.

It was only until you head Newt gasp, (Y/n)! You look incredible!” did you notice him. You jumped a bit, completely unaware Newt was standing there in a black suit with his signature briefcase at his side.

“I-I’m sorry if I startled you,” he said apologetically, raising his hands in defense, “I knocked and I couldn’t hear anything coming from inside your apartment- and I got a bit worried.”

Chuckling nervously, you shook your head in understanding. “It’s alright Newt, really, but uh- I really don’t feel like going anymore,” you explained sadly; the sinking feeling in your heart worsening when Newt’s face fell.

“Why not?”

“I just-” you started to explain, but faltered. How on earth could you potentially explain to someone as amazing as Newt that you didn’t feel like going anymore because whenever you saw a glimpse of your reflection, the mere look of it made you want to gag.

“I just don’t think I’m polished enough to go.” you concluded, hanging your head.

Furrowing his eyebrows, you noticed Newt staring at you up and down, and then circling you, almost like how an animal would. “You’re plenty polished to go.” Newt retorted.

In response, you shook your head once more, “Of course you’d say that, you’re my best friend, you’re supposed to say that.”

“That’s hardly the case,” replied Newt again as he stared at you with his big hazel eyes. “Even if I didn’t know you, it’s not about being polished. I know you’re scared of the way you look, and I know you don’t like it-” continued Newt as you looked down, not daring to meet his eyes.

“-but there’s more than one way of being beautiful, and you want to know what the best part of that is? You shine, regardless of the way you’re using. You might not think you’re polished enough- but little do you know, you’d brighten up any room you walked in.”

Update time:

Im so sorry for anyone I have not replied to!! Christmas is a really hard time for me due to my childhood abuse. Add in all the relationship/court drama and right now is pretty rough.

Still living in my car. In the process of dropping out of college. My mother is trying to send me to rehab for drugs and alcohol. (totally not happing. thank god for being 18). Trying to get everything set up to move across the country. (starting over where no one can find me). And ya. Thats life.

By the way, can the haters please stop? I cannot handle it right now, and I will never understand how people are able to send anonymous messages telling someone to kill themselves. That is horrific. I hope you feel better about yourself and whatever situation you are in to cause you to lash out like that. Just my two cents.

I will be trying to catch up on messages (except hate mail, as you deserve none of my time). Hang in there friends. Love you all and Im proud you are still kicking 😉💖

—  (via story-of-a-sad-teen)

anonymous asked:

I'm having a really rough time. Last year this was the week I got proposed to. He left me, but my brain likes to play things on repeat. Every time I start thinking about the proposal itself I sing "amazing grace" under my breath to keep calm, but this week it's not enough. Since he left me I've started working night and I feel incredibly isolated. GMM is one of the only things I look forward to every weekday. Could you please send me something positive from it?

Oh my gosh anon I’m so sorry :’( I can’t imagine how that feels, but I definitely understand how great of an escape GMM can be. I’m giving you all the virtual huggles I can through the screen right now. 

Originally posted by thenthekneehits

Try to find reasons to smile and laugh as much as possible, even if you don’t feel like you can. A little can go a long way. Just ask these guys:

Originally posted by razle-dazle

Originally posted by rhinkster

Find some support in friends

Originally posted by xroumx

Originally posted by chiasquatch

Or just let yourself get a little silly or feel sad until you’re all sadded out and you get to the point where you feel like these dorks:

Originally posted by jacularmetteld

Originally posted by jacularmetteld

and the most important thing of all…

Originally posted by graveyard-whistler

For yourself and to yourself.

I hope things get a little brighter for you soon nonny! <3 I’m here if you need to message. 

anonymous asked:

Hi would you guys mind praying for my youth group? We got a new youth pastor 3 years ago and hes been really offensive and insensitive towards some topics my friends get triggered by easily and its making me scared to invite my lgbt friends even though i really want to. Also our group has strayed from a godly focus into a worldly one and are constantly attacking and trying to one-up each other and it feels as if satan has taken full cuntrol of us and im not growing closer to christ and im scared

PRAY PRAY PRAY. 

I understand exactly what you’re going through right now. I have been hurt by the church before, and it is literally so hard. But there is hope yet. God can transform any group, and it starts with the one person who is willing to speak the truth in love and pray for revival wholeheartedly. Start by growing closer to Christ yourself- you don’t need a youth group to trust God in your own life. Remember that the Bible says in 1 Timothy, “Don’t let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith and in purity.” That should be your goal. Even as your youth group has division, don’t give in to that negativity. Show kindness and love to both your lgbt friends and your offensive/insensitive church friends. You can be the leader and you can be the example. 

I will be praying for you and your youth group so much. I am already praying for revival in all churches for all young people everywhere, but I will start adding your church specifically! 

-31Women (Beth)  

anonymous asked:

I wish I could be excited about Mill Cottage, but honestly right now I don't want Aaron or Liv near the place.

Oh anon, I’m so sorry you’re feeling this way. I understand with everything that’s happened. But for me, whilst the Mill will now always hold memories of that incident it’s so much more than that. 

It’s a symbol of love, dedication, freedom, family and happiness for my little Roblivion family. Right now it’s got bad memories attached to it, but that doesn’t erase or undermine the good ones that they’re going to have as a family. I just picture Robert and Aaron fighting over their choice of cabinets (Robert eventually gives in and goes for Aarons choice, as long as Robert gets to pick the bathroom) Let’s face it, he spends more time in the bathroom than Aaron I’m sure. We all know he was a hair waxing habit. :)

Liv, Robert and Aaron are going to move into the Mill together, as a family. If there is one thing that this storyline has shown it’s that Robert, Aaron and Liv do not function well when they’re on their own. Leave them to their own devises and they will fall apart, self-destruct. Put them together and they become this amazing, strong family unit that can take on anything, because they will all support each other through anything. It’s a symbol of that unity, they’ve all had a hand in some way of bringing their family home to life.

I am looking at the Mill as a symbol for the things to come, the trials and happy times that they’re going to have there and the memories that they’re going to create. The love and support that they’re going to show to each other through the good times and the bad. 

I’m not ignoring the bad, just choosing to look beyond to the things to come. Because I have no doubt that Robron will overcome this and will be stronger than ever when they come out the other side.

anonymous asked:

u know that feeling when uve lost something n ur frantically lookin for it n u can't find it anywhere n ur turning the place upside down n u. just. can't. find. it. and no one is helping u look they're just making faux sympathetic noises but not rly listening or caring. what's it like if u feel like that all the time ?

That my buddy is ANXIETY! Social anxiety I think. And it is overwhelming & AWFUL I am so sorry! (I only remembered this bc I am swamped w the feeling right now, and the cause of mine is synthetic so its THEORETICALLY OK like u push through it, except my hands are shaking so bad that I can’t cut a straight line with a craft knife so YIKES!) ..,.,., I understand bby & I don’t have any advice other than to practise deep breaths and try to push the thought out of your mind as best you can for the moment. Do go and see someone about it because! It sucks sucks sucks feeling like that & u deserve to feel like u again!

I have a request: can you all please maybe refrain from sending requests for poly ships?

I just don’t feel comfortable enough to write them. It’s not that it’s that I’m uncomfortable with polyamory, it’s just that I don’t feel I understand it enough to write it well. I have enough trouble imagining being with one person, let alone multiple people. The poly fics I have written never turn out as good as my other ones and they never get as many notes. I’ve only ever written one that I’ve been happy with.

I know a lot of you request fics to read something you can relate to, and I just don’t feel like I can write a relationship that feels genuine enough. I don’t want you all getting your hopes up for something the same quality as my other fics and then being let down because I don’t understand it well enough.

I’ll write the one I have in my inbox right now, but I think it would be better for you and for me if you sent requests like that to writers who write good poly fics.

Thank you all for understanding.

anonymous asked:

I am a new beginner Christian witch, and I was wondering if you had any tips that might help me in getting started. There is so much to learn I feel a tad overwhelmed right now.

Hi! I completely understand it being overwhelming. There are so many different ways to practice witchcraft but that’s the best part! My advice is to start with one aspect or skill that you are interested in, whether it’s crystals, herbs, energy work, etc and focus on just that for a while. When you feel like you are well educated in that skill move on to another. Focusing on one thing at a time will lower that overwhelming feeling.

The simplest way, in my opinion, to mix your faith with your craft is to just add prayer. Pray before doing a spell, pray for help with your craft, ask God to bless the items you use. It’s also a great way to keep yourself from making witchcraft more important that your faith.
Hope that helps!

~Willow♥

Dear Anyone

I don’t know why, but I feel scared right now. It’s seems like it’s for nothing but it’s really bothering me and no one understands.

  • I got sick. And now I’m missing an important test. I went to the doctor yesterday, and I’m much better now. I went just for a sick note to be excused from the test but it’s really bothering me. I don’t think the doctor checked up on me properly. He took like 5 min for the session. He didn’t even check my temperature even though I told him I had a fever. Now I feel lumps under my chin and I’m scared I’m getting worse when I thought I was getting better.
  • I’ve been absent from university for 2 days now. I don’t have friends in the one lecture that I missed and I’m terrified I missed something important. I want to go tomorrow but tomorrow is the day of the test I’m excused from so it’ll be hypocritical of me to go.
  • In order to be excused from the test I had to get the sick note and email it to the lecturer. We don’t have a scanner at home so I had to go to a stationary shop to do it. I was about to leave but some man asked me for money and he wouldn’t stop staring so I was too scared to go because violence against women is really huge where I’m from. It was really bugging me and was making my sister mad so she eventually came with me but it’s annoying me that she would find me annoying. I have fucking anxiety, sister but I can’t tell you!!
  • The test I have to take to catch up to this one is next week. It’s the same day as another test. I’m scared that I won’t be studying this weekend and I’ll instead be procrastinating.
  • On Saturday is a social event I have to attend of a ‘family friend’. They only invited us so that my dad can take pictures for them. It bothers me that my parents will do anything to please these people when they don’t give a shit about us. And Saturday is my close friend’s birthday and I had to tell her that I won’t be able to come even though she’s always here for my birthday. I feel like shit.
  • There’s a prayer happening in my house this Sunday and the priest makes me really uncomfortable. He makes jokes at my expense and even though he knows I don’t like it at all he still does it anyway. And my parents yell at me for frowning at him. I explained to them so many times how much it bothers me but they won’t listen.

I know that reading this will not make any sense at all but I just needed to get it out somehow.

-P