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How to Enchant Items

To enchant an item is to infuse it with magickal energy. This energy can come from a variety of sources, including planets, crystals, herbs, or even yourself. 

Some individuals use the words “enchant” and “charm” synonymously as a way to describe the process of infusing something with energy, but for the sake of this post and due to my own beliefs, you enchant something and it then becomes a charm. Alternately, a charm can be something with its own innate energy, like a crystal or herbal amulet. 

The process of enchanting is extremely versatile and there are many ways to do it successfully, so long as you keep your intent clear in your mind. My personal preference when it comes to enchanting items is to allow 12-24 hours (overnight or a full day) for the item to be infused with energy and become a charm - although, this is completely left up to the individual spell-caster. 

Here are a few ideas on how to enchant items, in no particular order:

  1. Surround the item with crystals of corresponding intent
  2. Surround the item with herbs of corresponding intent 
  3. Place the item in a jar filled with herbs that represent your intent
  4. Place the item in front of a candle and meditate on your intent 
  5. Anoint the item with an oil, charged water, or crystal elixir of corresponding intent 
  6. Hold the item in your hand(s) and visualize it filling with the appropriate energy 
  7. Hold the item in your hand(s) and speak your intent aloud
  8. Craft a sigil or symbol to keep near the item in an envelope or sachet
  9. Sew, stitch, or carve a sigil into the item (thanks @stormbornwitch !) 
  10. Write your intention on paper and keep in an envelope with the item 
  11. Pair the item with a corresponding runestone or tarot / oracle card in an envelope 
  12. Take the item and put it in a box with other items that represent your intent such as crystals, herbs, talismans, amulets, etc. 
  13. Bury the item in soil with herbs and/or crystals that match your intent (please don’t put salt on your lawn though, unless you want dead grass)
  14. Pass the item through incense smoke that matches your intent 

edited on 5-30-2016

Larry: So I heard from Chug that you convinced Todd the cafeteria lady was a vampire. So how did that go?

Sally: You know exactly how that went.

Larry: I wasn’t aware you were able to stick you tongue thru that, are you pouting at me, Sally Face?

Sally: I will shove this grass down your throat so help me, Larry Face.

running buddies waiting for the train to pass

mylittleredgirl  asked:

femslash february prompts: berena #2: mistaken for dating

hahah so this ended up much longer that I thought it would be so most of it’s under a cut. It’s basically fluff and feelings but CW: implied homophobia in one section

Realisations, Bernie Wolfe/Serena Campbell, Teen, 2500+ words. 

It takes Serena a while to notice. An embarrassingly long time, in hindsight, to realise. She likes to think she can be forgiven for not grasping it quicker, because after all it was all so innocuous in the beginning, there was barely anything for her pick up on anyway.

She likes to think she can be forgiven for not noticing sooner. Not noticing the assumptions others made about her or about Bernie. Not noticing the assumptions colleagues and their families and strangers and their dogs made about Bernie and herself. She wants to be forgiven, really, for not noticing sooner: not noticing how she and Bernie might as well be dating.

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fandomrulesmylife  asked:

Please don't leave us hanging!! What happens to ObiWan in the hanahaki verse??

There’s a terrifying moment as he wakes, a moment where Obi-Wan wonders how he’s still alive and if the fact that he’s alive means the surgery to remove the foliage from his lungs was preformed while he was unconscious and couldn’t protest.

Desperately he delves into the Force and finds…finds…

He finds he still loves Anakin.

He finds that while he has a breathing mask on his face, his breath is easier then it has been in months. Obi-Wan stares up at the ceiling in confusion as he slips from the Force before he takes notice of a heavy, warm grip around one of his hands.

Slowly he manages to tilt his head towards the hand that feels the grip, staring at the slumped blond head resting on his bed with a hand wrapped tightly around Obi-Wan’s.


His heart gives a little thump that and he tries to pull the hand closer to him as he remembers…

The move wakes the blond and he sits up hurriedly, eyes wild before relaxing when he sees Obi-Wan’s open eyes.

“Obi-Wan, thank the Force.” He rasped out before leaning up and pressing a swift kiss to Obi-Wan’s forehead, the scratch of stubble’s telling him that its been a few days.

He made a quiet questioning noise that had Anakin pull back. “L-Let me go find Che alright? I’ll be right and then I’ll help you to your quarters if she lets you go.” He smiled nervously, stroking Obi-Wan’s hand.

But Obi-Wan tightened his grip on Anakin’s hand, staring at him. “…Again.” He rasped out.

“What?” The blond blinked down at him again.

“Say… it… again.” Obi-Wan wheezed out into the mask and Anakin’s face lit up in understanding before turning slightly shy.

He leaned down, pressing his lips to the others ear. “I love you Obi-Wan. I love you with all you are and all you can be and if you love me then you can have me and… and… you coughed up all the flowers.” He nuzzled lightly at the shell of the ear, laughing shakily. “That was kriffing terrifying.”

Closing his eyes, Obi-Wan felt a few faint tears leaking down his face before opening them again. “Padme?” He whispered, tone questioning and he smiled slightly when he heard the others breath hitch in surprise.

“…Of course you knew.” Anakin shuddered before nuzzling lightly at the ear. “She… She said she could share me with you…if you wanted me. If you’d still have me then.” He swallowed, holding his breath.

Squeezing Anakin’s hand, Obi-Wan hummed in utter relief. “…Always, always want you. Can share.” He laughed shakily.

Pulling up a bit, Anakin took a tissue off the table beside the bed and dried Obi-Wan’s face with his mech hand, being as gentle as he could. “Then you can have me. As soon as you can come out of here that is. Che said your lungs are…well they’re weak.” He smiled meekly.

“Is okay… because you love me.” Obi-Wan smiled up at him, eyes half closed.

“Sap.” Anakin whispered, finally letting go of the fear that had hooked into him the moment Obi-Wan had passed out in the grass of the room of a thousand fountains.

Of Reconciliation and Infinity

The night envelopes the world in its cover of reassurance, of a sort of love that emanates from the thick blanket of the skies that shroud humanity. The moon glows with an ethereal kind of light, a lightweight cover that wraps everything in magical luminescence.

Peace-inducing and cooling, the wind passes, the grass dancing along to the melody of the worlds, a low, hushed hymn of dreams and hopes that lay beyond the imaginations of those that exist.

The stars shine, winking at him every so often, a tease from the universe, perhaps encouragement. Nico Di Angelo lies beneath the cosmos, lies beneath the infinite glory of what was and what is.

It is on nights like these that his mind finally quietens down, the thoughts, the depression, the self loathing fading into nothing.

But this night was something different, It was a time of strange possibilities that could ensue.

A finger twitches next to his, and Nico looks over to see Will Solace, looking at him, an achingly gentle smile gracing his lips, blue eyes soft and the color of the cosmos with a million different constellations.

Perhaps that was the reason Nico fell in love with those eyes, the way they resembled the stars and the sky, the way they shone on the darkest of days. The way they seemed to be Nico’s only anchor to the world.

Will shifts his hand until he’s holding Nico’s and his heart skips but he only smiles back at Will, leans closer and puts his head on Will’s shoulder.

It feels safe, lying there under the canopy of the stars, close to Will, the distant sound of waves lapping on a shore shifting through the wind. It feels like everything Nico wants and needs. It feels strange because nothing has felt like this in so long. It feels like home.

His heart aches when he thinks of how much he wants to kiss Will, to be with him, to grow old with him by his side, all those hopes kept wrapped up in the confines of his mind. Thoughts that should never come out.

He does not know why, or how, but he starts talking, whispers of hushed words that have stayed inside him too long. The stories he never told anyone, the story of him and Bianca, the story of his mom, of freshly baked cookies back in Venice.

He tells Will everything then, doesn’t know why, only feeling that it’s right so he does. Times of ecstasy and joy, times of sadness despair, laps of time that were ghosts until he said them and they came alive.

At some point they shifted and sat up, Nico simply looking at the stars to avoid Will’s eyes as he talked, afraid he would stop talking if he looked; he didn’t even know if Will was paying attention.

But Will listened, staring at Nico intently as he recounted stories of old, of how it was when Maria Di Angelo died, of how it was when he figured out that that feeling in his stomach around Percy Jackson was what he most feared it to be. Of what it was like to roam in darkness, wishing to instead just die, for life to simply stop.

And when he was done, he slowly, fearfully turned to face Will, was surprised to find his eyes looking at him so, so tenderly. Will looked at him as if he were strong and not broken, as if he were a hero and not a victim. As if he wasn’t other.

And then, eyes fluttered closed, lips joined softly, and hearts finally came together.

The universe above burned aflame.


Hi, here’s more of the Bloodborne AU nobody asked for! And here’s some tunes for the mood.

Jamison wakes to a pale sky and hard stone splayed beneath his back.

Sweet smelling flowers cluster by his head. The surrounding garden breathes with the passing winds, soft blades of grass whispering unintelligible secrets by his ears. The air is cool, gentle, the breeze a welcome touch, but no matter how many times he’s come back, everything has a sticky sort of dampness that clings to his clothes and burrows down through his marrow, the kind that hangs around the riverside or amongst weathered gravestones.

Death, he supposes. Not that it ever truly comes.

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Battle of Wits - MadaSaku - Pokémon AU

Battle of Wits
Pokémon AU

Written for @madasakuweek.
Warning: it’s long.
Theme: Impulse

A frustrated frown marred Haruno Sakura’s expression as she searched through the medicine cabinet in the hospital’s storage room. All the bandages and pain medicine were in their place, as were all of her healing potions and ointments. All except one. Her Hyper potion.

Chewing her lower lip, Sakura closed the lower door and straightened from where she had been kneeling before she began rifling through the cabinet located above the counter as she wondered where exactly she had left the expensive item. Her Godmother and the hospital director was going to kill her if she didn’t locate it.


At the soft call, Sakura turned and looked down at the pink Pokémon to find it was holding the very potion she had been searching for. A deep sigh of relief passed between her lips before a smile broke out across her face as she bent down to accept the glass bottle. “Thank you, Chansey.”

The gentle creature repeated its name happily before it led the way out of the large closet and into the hall. Chansey waddled off in the direction of the Recovery Ward as Sakura paused at the filing desk that held the charts for all the injured Pokémon on the floor. The pink-haired medic quickly scanned the section reserved solely for Fire-type Pokémon before she thumbed through the numerous files lining the shelves.

“I didn’t know you were still here, Sakura?”

Having found the chart she was looking for, Sakura pulled the file from the shelves before she cast a side-glance at the woman next to her. Shizune was the second-hand to the hospital director, Tsunade, and someone Sakura considered a close friend. While Sakura’s Godmother had taught her the basics of medicine and healing, Shizune had trained her on diagnostics and how to handle emergency situations. Shizune was practically a sister to her and Sakura felt the weight of her busy day ease from her shoulders at her mere presence.

“I was supposed to leave yesterday, but you know how it goes,” Sakura said as she flipped open the chart. “A medic’s work is never done.”

The older woman made a noise of agreement in the back of her throat before she finished updating her own chart and slipped it back into its place amongst the Rock-type Pokémon files. “What did you get held up on?” she asked as she leaned her hip against the tall shelves and peered at the file in Sakura’s hand. “Is that the Growlithe that came in last night?”

Sakura nodded without looking up as she reviewed the nurses’ notes. “Yeah, I couldn’t get him to eat anything this morning and it looks like the nurses didn’t have any better luck this afternoon. It’s going to be a long recovery if he doesn’t get some energy into him.”

“Did you try the special blend?” Shizune offered.

Again, she nodded. “He turned his nose up at it. I don’t know what the hell his trainer did to him, but I think he’s too scared to eat.”

A dark frown settled upon Shizune’s face at the implication of her statement, but the women had been medics in the field long enough to know that Pokémon abuse wasn’t uncommon amongst trainers. It was only in recent months that it had become common practice for trainers to abandon their Pokémon when they became critically injured in battle, delivering them to the hospital and never returning to collect them once they were in good health again. Tsunade was struggling to keep up with the influx of the wounded as many of the Pokémon had endured some type of abuse with their trainers and were too frightened to accept treatment.

It was this very reason that Sakura found herself in Saffron City. She had only been at the hospital for a few, short weeks to help out her Godmother, but already things were turning around for the better. With the extra set of hands hands and a lot of patience from the staff, the number of admitted Pokémon were already decreasing.

“Poor guy,” Shizune murmured. “Did you scream at this trainer too?”

Sakura shot Shizune a small, amused smirk as she recalled the incident that had occurred during the first week of Sakura’s visit. She had been exhausted after performing a grueling surgery to save the life of an Oddish that had been pushed to its limits and beyond, and Sakura had lost her temper when the trainer had asked her how long until it could battle again. She would have given the man a black eye if Shizune hadn’t intercepted her and dragged her away from the clearly baffled imbecile.

“Unfortunately, no. He was left on our doorstep this morning. I doubt his trainer will come back for him. And if he does, then I will do a whole hell of a lot more than just yelling,” Sakura said darkly.

Shizune merely shot her an amused look, fully aware that Sakura would keep her promise, but before she could voice her opinion on the matter, the Chansey that had been with Sakura moments before ran towards them. “Chansey! Chansey!”

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Jasper Jordan and Friendships: Monty Green

Hello, everyone! My name is Spencer and I’m brand new to the writing scene. I always wanted to write this and because of a few friends, I decided to finally suck it up and write this. So what is this? It’s a multi-post meta/story on Jasper and his friendships, just like the title says. To some, this can be seen as a story of Jasper and Monty’s friendship and their evolution and times together throughout the seasons, to others like me, a trip down memory lane and a huge nostalgia trip. 

This is my first large post of writing, so I apologize for grammar errors and spelling mistakes. Also if I forget a scene or moment you liked or don’t agree with some of my opinions, don’t hate me for it, because I will fight you. So before I forget I’m going to tag everyone who has supported me through this, and some who might enjoy this series. if I forget someone, I’m really sorry. 

@jontyaxefive @head-and-heart @headstrongblake @abazethe100 @adamantinesky @novalian @insufficient-earth-skills @crimiinalchemiist @gadapiro @parapluiepliant @falafel14 @thecrystal-cave  @hoperisen / @hisprometheus @ravensluna @bellarkeismymockingjay @100yearsofbellarke

Alright! I put it under the cut because it’s very long lol, enjoy the nostalgia!

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Favourite video games characters of all times:  

||  Geralt of Rivia  ||

↳  also known as Gwynbleidd, meaning “White Wolf” in Elder Speech, Geralt  is the son of the sorceress Visenna and, presumably, the warrior Korin. Shortly after his birth, Geralt was taken by his mother to the School of the Wolf at the stronghold of Kaer Morhen. There, Geralt was trained and made to be a witcher. He survived the many blistering mutations required to grant witchers their abilities, and passed the Trial of the Grasses. Geralt’s training and physical modifications provided him with superhuman physical and mental abilities, including heightened reflexes, increased speed, great strength, and enhanced hearing.

Things I associate with EXO

Suho: Feeling the warmth from sunlight, rubbing skin softly, the sound of walking on wood flooring, buttoning up a shirt, walking around barefoot, taking Polaroid photos, vintage furniture, running your fingers through your hair, waking up to see a loved one.

Xiumin: Soft blush, rolling up your sleeves, wearing over-sized clothes, playing with someones hand, scrunching up your nose, laying on a furry rug, laughing with your friends, blowing bubbles, watching trees sway in the wind, releasing balloons into the sky.

Lay: Loving gazes, exploring aimlessly, cuddling on the couch, forehead kisses, genuine laughs, childish pouting, caring for someone you love, taking road trips with friends, walking on the beach during sunset, looking at someone as if they are the world, getting butterflies in your stomach.

Baekhyun: Messy bed sheets, unkempt hair, the feeling of sand between your toes, drinking coffee in the morning, staying in bed all day, eating ice cream on a hot summer day, puff pastry’s, reading old letters, watching your breath in the air of a cold day.

Chen: Smelling flowers, watching steam come off of tea, walking around alone in a park, walking into a new hour for the first time, listening to the wind pass by, feeling grass crunch under your feet, going through a maze, skipping stones, picking petals off of a flower.

Chanyeol: Snap backs, chewing bubble gum, drying flowers, walking on a bridge, looking over the city, flying on a plane, going to a convenience store late at night, watching rain drops hit your window, moss hanging from trees, feeling water with your toes.

Kyungsoo: Denim, rolled up jeans, last minute trips, coffee stains, talking photos of scenery, laying your head in someones lap, brick walls, writing in a journal, city lights shining through your curtains, walking down an abandoned street, climbing trees.

Kai: Tall windows, worn in converse, walking around the city, taking the subway, puffy bomber jackets, black hoodies, turtlenecks, the sound of traffic, running your hand on concrete walls, red noses from the cold, wrapping a big scarf around you.

Sehun: Primary colors, wearing glasses, striped shirts, messing up someones hair, puffy eyes, opening your curtains in the morning, picking flowers, the feeling of metal bed frames, the sound of walking on gravel, dream catchers, hiking, a field of flowers.


Aaron Dingle’s Wedding Aesthetic.

I imagine Aaron Dingle would like an intimate beach wedding, to start off his happily ever after. It’d be like he was a kid again and it was the best day ever. 

He’d dig out the Vegas sunglasses and get loads for all the guests so the Dingles can be weird together. 

Aaron would manage to get a tyre in there somewhere, that he nicked from the garage. Cain would notice and start to annoy Aaron about it, but Robert would start flirting about his dirtylittlegreasemonkey and it’d scare the big bad Cain away. 

The actual wedding vows would have been a simple, “You know/I know” and they’d slip a dark single banded expensive black gold ring on each others fingers. 

Obviously there’d be plenty of beer at hand, The Sugdens wouldn’t be able to handle it and would be found lying on the grass passed out. 

The cake that Victoria and Marlon made together has Always & Forever as the caketopper. Cain wouold acknowledge it with a slight nod of his head and Robert would suddenly be filled with pride to now be called Dingle-Sugden. 

Aaron would finally start to believe he deserves happiness. They’d embed their engagement rings into the sand, look at their hands together engrained into the fabric of this world. Aaron and Robert’s Happily Ever After

Kissing the Pacific

story based off of @rasec-wizzlbang ‘s post here

summary: Josh is kind of still in school and mostly trying to make it as a nothing beach bum in Honolulu, he thought his first love was the waves and the second costco free samples- then he’s challenged to a fight at sundown during surf competition season

It doesn’t end how he expects.

tl:dr- an Australian and Californian surfer fall in love

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Last Words

Words: 1143

Request: Could you do a second part of Answers?

Pairing:  Poe x Reader

“What are you doing? Let me go!”

Y/N struggled as Ben— Kylo Ren grabbed her wrist with his black-gloved covered hand, she started to tug her wrist but it was futile; her shoulder burned from the incessant yanking while immobile Kylo stood and didn’t reveal any sign of letting her go. Again, she started to feel that weird sensation in the pit of her stomach; something told her it was very wrong— that she should suppress it and never let it out. “I am not Ben, Y/N. I am Kylo Ren, master of the Knights of Ren. I advised you to behave” he said in a monotonous tone letting go of her wrist.

Her head crashed against one of the many barks of the surrounding pines around them. She blinked, trying to process what happened? Everything was moving around her in circular motions and blurry at the same time. And there it was, that anger her body started to shake and a humorless laugh left her lips.  Kylo growled and raised his hand, Y/N’s hand flew to her throat, her feet dangled in the air. “You’re not the only one with tricks” a malicious smirked appeared on her face as she naturally raised her hand.

Y/N stood above what it looked like an unconscious Kylo Ren, “Tiny detail you forgot, I am a Skywalker too” she kneeled beside Kylo and tapped his mask, his hand shot out to hold her wrist. Y/N hissed as his gripped tighten and threw her against the dead leaves. “Love you too, cousin” she felt dizzy and felt something cold running down her forehead. Y/N growled seeing blood on her fingers. “That wasn’t necessary”

“You’re coming with me” Kylo removed his mask and looked down at Y/N. She glared at him, “I am merely telling you, I am not asking you” he added menacingly as he kicked her in the ribs, she rolled in pain and held her side. “Are you deaf? Get up!”  

“You should take anger management classes, cousin” Y/N suggested trying to stand up but it was futile, Kylo had already pinned her down with that invisible force. “Really, Ben; I am not going to play this pathetic game with you.”

Poe rubbed his face in frustration and angrily turned to look at the other occupants of the room. “Was this a collective secret? Or it was—” he asked looking at the General, he had trusted the woman; consider her his second mother had done anything she had asked for, never questioned her decisions… Why now? “I just— I can´t” he stopped seeing as Luke crumbled taking his head in his head moaning in pain. The elderly man groaned as his face contorted in sheer pain.

“Luke,” General Organa was quickly by her brother’s side. Leia kneeled beside her twin and put a hand on his shoulder but quickly retrieved it; her eyes widen and shook her head. Poe bit his lip, why the general got so scared; it took a lot to scare the brave woman. “It can be” her hands were on her mouth and wobbled to the wall.

“You need to stop him” Luke whispered to Rey before he passed out. Poe looked at Rey whose eyes widen and ran towards the direction Y/N had taken. “Don’t stand there, he is here for her. Poe quick!” she added, Poe blinked and looked from Luke to the General, he went back and forth between them “Poe!”

“Who— what?”

Poe cursed under his breath, yes Y/N had lied to him; but she was still the love of his life. Without her— no, he had gone to extremes to protect her… he was not going to let her go that easily.

“Our grandfather would be proud of us. We will finish what he started it” Kylo declared in his normal human voice, slowly he put on his mask and extended his gloved hand towards Y/N’s direction. “Let’s go”

Y/N sighed, there was no point of staying; Poe probably hated her for not telling him about her estranged father. Her estranged father had chosen an unknown girl to find him, gifted the lightsaber of her grandfather and decided Rey was better than his own blood. Desolated scenarios flooded her mind, everyone would be happy if she just disappeared. Negative thoughts filled her mind like a poison, slowly making her angrier. “Y/N”

Her hand trembled in the air; “He would want this” Y/N shook her head, Kylo had removed the invisible bound. “He will die; Leader Snoke will teach us how to revive them. My father and your lover,” Tears ran down her cheeks, this was wrong in so many levels the First Order was the enemy, she had seen so much destruction the Starkiller base; without mercy executed a lot of living creatures. “Is the necessary evil, cousin; small sacrifices for the greater good”

Y/N bit her lip, maybe she could infiltrate the First Order and destroyed it from the inside; it was her only opportunity to make everything right. She took a deep breath… Y/N might look like a traitor, what if she failed— it would be worse if she had the opportunity and didn’t take it. She was afraid that her voice would give her away and solemnly nodded.

Rey suddenly stops and Poe almost crashed into her. “Why did you stop?” Poe asked resting his hands on his thighs trying to calm his erratic breathing, running was not his specialty after all. “Rey?” he asked cautiously, she seemed in very deep thought as fine lines appeared on her forehead and her lips pursed into a thin line. “Re—”


Y/N turned around to see Rey and Poe; Rey seemed fine until her eyes landed on Kylo. Poe looked like he had run all over the circumference of the planet. “How did you—”

“I have many tricks,” Kylo responded, his head turned to look at Y/N. “We should go, he is waiting for us”

“Wow, wow there. She is not going with you, nowhere” Poe said taking a step, Kylo sighed and raised his hand but Y/N put her hand on his arm and shook her head. “Y/N”

“I am sorry, Poe” Y/N raised her and move her hand around; Poe started to feel dizzy until his eyes closed in their accord and passed out on the grass. Rey quickly kneeled beside him and looked at Y/N.

“What are you doing? The dark side is not—”

“The old men choose her, join me and will be more powerful and show them. Let the Skywalker legacy grew like our grandfather wanted, conquer the universe and let the peace rule throughout the entire galaxy” Kylo said and put a hand on Y/N’s shoulder.

“You’re insane—”

Rey and Poe lay unconscious in front of her, “I am sorry” and those were her last words as she walked behind Kylo.

I'm used to it - Chapter 3

Reader x Jaebum

Warnings: Swearing, sexual assault, self harm

Words: 2,942

Chapters: 2 , 4


The next morning i woke, i washed up and got dressed for school. I wore a lilac skater dress with an oversized grey cardigan and a pair of white low top sneakers and before i left my room i put my work clothes in my school bag. I made my way downstairs and was greeted by Prince and Romeo, by them jumping on me, “hey, calm down”, i stroked both their backs before going to sit at the table, “noona i’m going straight to work after school and i’m working late again, sorry”. My grandma gave me my breakfast, we were having pancakes, my grandma always made the best pancakes. There was a knock at the door my grandpa went to door to see who it was, it was Marrie, “morning pops, how are you?” “morning and I’m always happy when I see you” she giggled before making her way into  the kitchen “hi noona, hey (y/n)” she sat next to me and noona gave her a plate of pancakes “eat something before you go to school” “thank you noona”.

We ate our pancakes, got up and left for school, we said bye to noona and pops before leaving. We went passed the land of grass and got to the main road where Marrie’s car was parked, she did have an expensive car, her parents had money as well but she wasn’t someone who bragged about it or made fun of someone for having less than her.

Once at school, Marrie parked up near the front of the school. We got out and walked towards the door when we saw Sarah in her car, she sped past us, nearly running us over. She parked right next to Marrie’s car, “uhhh, great her face is the last thing imma see”, I giggled at the disgust on her face. She got out of her car and shouted towards us, “sorry didn’t see you there, irrelevant people tend to be non existent to me”, Marrie shouted back saying “well if we don’t exist, who are you talking to then, you fucking weirdo, i told Marrie to leave it and pulled her away into the school.

We went over to our lockers and stayed there before the bell went. “Why did Jaebum come up to you even though his bitch left, I thought he would just be following her around like a little puppy”, “he just came to pay for the things Sarah ordered, even though she didn’t eat it and apologised for her”, “well, at least there’s someone with sense around here”, i nodded, agreeing with her statement.

Me and Marrie made our way to maths, at least we still sat next to each other in this room. The lesson began a few minutes later and after Mrs Lee had taught us, she gave us worksheets to complete. I was always the first to finish my work and when i did, i just daydreamed, i turned to look at Jaebum he was a row in front of me to the left with Sarah. Today he was wearing a snapback, he looked so fine, but Sarah caught me staring at him, so she began talking to him, “baby, can you come over tonight, i’ve been feeling stressed and i need someone to help me calm down”. She moved her hand down close to his crotch, of course she wanted sex, no surprise she wasn’t a virgin. I am and want to stick that way until marriage, that is if i find anyone, i don’t find it wrong for teens to have sex, like Marrie, her and her boyfriend Jackson, who is also close friends with Jaebum, had it plenty of times, but not often.

“Sorry, i can’t, me and the guys are watching the football match tonight, it’s Barcelona against Man United”, i felt a sudden relief when i heard him say that. Marrie had finally finished her work and we began talking, “Mrs Lee”, Sarah raised her hand, “Marrie and (y/n) are being way too loud and are distracting me”. Mrs Lee gave us a warning, telling us if we talked again we would get detention on friday. We stayed quiet for about 5 minutes before we started talking again, we both bursted out laughing at how Marrie had taken a picture of a boy and her flash was on and Jackson was sat right next to her. “(y/n), Marrie, detention on friday!” Mrs Lee shouted, “for fuck sake”, Marrie said under her breath, but Mrs Lee had super hearing, “well done Marrie you just earned yourself and (y/n) the rest of the week in detention, starting today!”. I looked over to Marrie, she had an apologetic look on her face, well now she could explain to my manager why i was late today and will be for the rest of this week.

As the bell went, marking the end of the school day me and Marrie slowly dragged ourselves to detention. Once we entered the room we saw that Mr Lee was on detention duty, he was a lot nicer compared to his wife and a lot more chilled, he even let us call him by his first name. “Hey Mike”, both, me and Marrie said in unison, “hey girls, there’s work on the desks for you to do”. we both made our way to the desks and sat down together. A few seconds later another student entered, “hey Mike, i’m back again”, i could listen to that voice all day, “yeah, Jaebum you are, go on you know what to do” , Jaebum laughed before making his way to the desk in front of me.

30 minutes passed and i had finished all the work 10 minutes ago so i was laying my head on the desk, where as Marrie was finishing copying out all my work and Jaebum was almost done. I closed my eyes and began to drift off until i heard someone say hey. I looked up and saw Jaebum staring at me with his beautiful smile plastered on his face, “are you tired?”, i started blushing he was talking and staring at me, i just nodded my head, as i couldn’t open my mouth, he just continued smiling at me. “So i was wondering if you guys would want to come to a party, it’s this saturday, it’s at Marks. And Marrie, Jackson’s gonna come too, he’ll be back from holiday, so you in?”, before i could open my mouth and tell him i had work, Marrie just answered for the both of us, “of course we are coming”, he nodded, before telling us when to arrive.

Eventually detention was over and me and Marrie were making our way to her car, “why did you say yes, i have work”, “ughh relax i’ll tell your manager you need some time to relax, he will understand, hopefully”, i just sighed before getting into her car.

It was saturday morning,  I was at shopping centre with Marrie, looking for dresses, for the party tonight. We went into around 14 stores before we found dresses we likes, well by we, i meant Marrie, she chose my dress as well. I wanted a long dress that covered me up, but Marrie got me a short, tight, dark blue dress with thin straps. Hers was similar to mine, but red and shorter.

We then went to get some pizza and then made our way back to Marrie’s house at around 7pm so we could start getting ready. We did our hair and makeup before putting on our dresses, after i put mine on i went to look in the mirror. God i looked so fat, i held my stomach with my hands, “Marrie, i don’t want to go, i’m just gonna be called fat by people”, “i swear to god if you don’t shut up-, you’re stomach is as flat as Sarah’s arse and that is non existent”, i laughed lightly at her, but still felt fat in the dress. We both then put on black heels and waited for Jackson to pick us up.

It was around 8:40pm when Jackson parked outside in his car, it was a royal blue colour. “Hey, beautiful, i missed you”, was the first thing he said when he saw Marrie and kissed her, ”i missed you too”, she replied shyly, Jackson grabbed her waist and pulled her body closer to his. I wish i found someone like Jackson, someone who made me feel beautiful, someone who made me not want to give a single shit about others, someone who loved me for me.

Jackson noticed me standing behind them awkwardly, he smiled at me, “hey (y/n) you look good”, i smiled back at him, “you know lying makes people feel a lot worse than telling the truth”. The smile was wiped of his face, Marrie looked towards me, they both knew i wasn’t being bitchy, i just hated people complimenting me as i didn’t know if they were being serious or if they were just doing it to make fun of me. “I’m sorry Jackson”, i felt bad for what i said, “it’s fine (y/n), i forgot”, he smiled at me again, “we should get going guys come on”. We all got in the car and Jackson began driving to Marks.

It was huge. His house looked very, very expensive as well. After I had done admiring it I got out and made my way inside, Marrie and Jackson ahead of me.

Jackson was holding her close as he knew there were drunk guys who would probably try to hit on her. It didn’t matter about me, i’m sure nobody would touch me with a 10 foot pole.

As i walked in i bumped into someone, “ohh sorry”, the person looked down at me, “hey (y/n)! i’m glad you made it, i thought you wouldn’t come” it was Jaebum. I was going to try to reply, but before i could say a word he was dragged away by Sarah. I sighed before going to find Marrie.

The night went on and not once was i called out and i danced with Marrie and Jackson, “hey, imma go to the toilet i’ll be right back”, i shouted over the music, they both shouted back ‘okay’s’.

I looked around for the bathroom, but couldn’t find it, so i walked into a bedroom hoping it had one. “Ughh, thank god”, I quickly went into the toilet and did my business. Once out I realised there was a balcony, I walked out onto the balcony, the wind felt so good against my skin, i looked below and saw the people in and around the pools. As i was looking i heard someone come into the room behind me, i turned and saw a guy close the door and walk towards me. He was very attractive and cute.

The male stood next to me leaning on the rails of the balcony, “damn you look hot”, “oh… you”, i felt uncomfortable around him, his presence gave me an unsettling feeling, so i decided to leave the room. But as i started walking, the guy grabbed my hand and pulled me into his chest, so now we were facing each other. “Hey, don’t go”, he lifted his hand to caress my face, the other was wrapped around my waist keeping my body pressed against his, “i’m Max and i saw you dancing and fuck, you looked good”. His hand stopped caressing my face and found its way up my thigh and under my dress, “get of me”, i pushed Max, but it wasn’t enough, “baby don’t fight me, you’re gonna enjoy what i do to you”.

I started to scream, but he only muffled them out with his hand and the music helped with that as well. I was lifted from where i was and thrown onto the bed, as i was about to get up, he came and laid between my legs and pinned my hands above my head and started kissing and sucking my neck leaving behind marks. I screamed again, my tears were now escaping from my eyes, but no one could do anything as the music was too loud so i couldn’t be heard. “Scream all you want, nobody can hear you”, he moved one of his hands down to my breast and started fondling with them. After a few seconds he stopped and sat up and ripped the straps on my dress, then pulled down the top half of my dress, before going back to what he was doing.

I saw something in the corner of my eye, it was a heel, i grabbed it with my free hand before hitting Max across the head with it, he fell back, holding his head in pain.

I saw the opportunity and ran to the door and opened it, but Max got back up and grabbed me, but i let out a piercing scream which caught the attention of everyone, they were all looking at me. Moments like these make me wish I wasn’t living.

I shoved Max off me and walked out the room covering my top half, “you’re fucking disgusting”, everyone turned their attention to, of course Sarah. “Coming out like that for attention? Seriously and look what you did to Max, he’s bleeding”, i turned and saw blood dripping from his head, “making it seem as if Max was going to do something to you, he’s the nicest person i know, you’re the sick bitch who probably forced herself on him and when he denied you, you came out like that”.

I saw everyone turn their heads back to me, they looked disgusted by me, i could hear people whispering, i could hear them saying i was disgusting, an attention seeker, that i really am mental. My eyes started stinging, i shut them hoping the tears would go away, but they just fell, “and look everyone she’s crying, so we’ll sympathies with her, now you tell me (y/n), why we would feel sympathy for such a vile, mental human being”, she spat out, “now go on go back to your little dog house with your grandparents”, everyone began to laugh whilst i ran past them and out of the house.

The second i stepped outside i fell to the ground on my knees, gripping my hair with my hands and began screaming and crying, “(y/n)!, (y/n)!”, it was Marrie, she saw me on the ground. “Oh my god, (y/n)”, she ran to me trying to lift me up, but failed, “(y/n) please get up, i’ll go back in there and beat the living shit out of her”, she was about to go, before i grabbed her wrist and shook my head. Marrie then crouched down next to me “please get up”, she sounded as if she was going to break any second so this time i listened to her, i got up with her help. “I-i, wanna go-go home”, “i’ll go get Jackson okay, wait here”.

She went back inside whilst i was stood there crying and holding up my dress, “(y/n)”, i turned around and saw Jaebum walking towards me, “are you okay?”, he stopped in front of me and i shook my head. “That’s why you made me come right? You wanted to humiliate me, well done your bitch did a great job”, “no, (y/-” i cut him off,  “i liked you, i thought you were this beautiful kind person, when in reality you’re a cold hearted bastard like everyone else in school”. Marrie and Jackson were walking out the door when they saw me and Jaebum, “because of you everyone thinks that i am lying about almost getting raped, they think i’m using it to get attention!”, i was breaking down again and Jackson and Marrie ran over to us.

Jackson took off his jacket before handing it to me, “here put this on”, i took it out his hands and put it on top of my torn dress, “Jackson, can you take me home, please”, he nodded his head, before leading me and Marrie to his car, leaving Jaebum stood there staring at me.

I fell asleep on the journey back home and was waken by Marrie when we arrived, i was about to get out before i remembered Jackson’s jacket. I began to take it off, “it’s fine keep it”, he gave me a smile before i got out the car. Marrie walked me to the front door and waited for me to enter the house before saying goodnight and leaving. My grandparents were already in bed and so it was nothing but silent in the house.

I felt the sudden urge to do something, something that i stopped last month. I needed a way to stop thinking about all of this.

I moved to the kitchen and looked for something, once I found it I ran upstairs to my bedroom and into my bathroom.

I turned on the tap and brought the knife to my arm. I closed my eyes as i slowly moved the knife across my arm, leaving behind a trail of blood, i did it 4 times before stopping.

It was painful, but i needed to do it. I ran my cuts under the open tap and saw the water going into a dark, red colour from being transparent. Once the cuts stopped bleeding, i wrapped a bandage around them before going to bed.

My nightmare never seemed to stop, it just got worse.

Finally got to edit it, sorry for being late, i’m starting to write the only one and scars next chapters, thank you for waiting


s i l l a g e | pt. five

Pairing: Reader / Jeon Jeongguk.

Genre: Soulmate!AU where soulmates are drawn to one another by the infliction of physical touch, whether it be pain or pleasure. But it is only initiated once the two people somewhat interact.

Count: 6,152 words.

Warnings: A lot of pain and disgusting kids in love.

from jeon:

hey who’s this

You scoff at the screen. It is nearing midnight, four hours since you have seen Jeongguk in the flesh before he dissolved into the shadows like a ghost, blending with the darkness that he claims to come from, having not a clue that he has bones made of liquid gold, a radiance that can compete with the sun. In the meantime, you have cleansed your skin of salt and sand beneath steaming hot water, eaten a very basic dinner of steamed rice and omelette – oh, the thrills of college student life! – and successfully dodged Joy’s suspicion in her words of Where on earth were you? Why are you trailing sand like an ant?

The decision was made to not tell her so soon. You like having him as your little secret, for the while.

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