simple offering

Why Otabek is the best.

Wasn’t there a saying that the people who are the most quiet notice the most/has the loudest thoughts?

Well in this case, meet Otabek.

Otabek is a character genuinely misunderstood by a lot of characters but adored by the fandom. 

Here, we have this:

Originally posted by rouge-cerise

He takes off his sunglasses when he is talking to people, even when that person is JJ (who no character really likes all that much tbh). This is so respectful. He removes his glasses and makes eye contact when he is spoken to, even if he is just declining a simple offer. He’s badass, but he’s very, very polite. 

At 18 years old and being the NATIONAL HERO of his country, he’s still very, very humble.

He positions his medal so that the media can get an easy shot of him. He’s making their lives easier. He’s looking out for them! And even though he just won gold, he doesn’t show any signs of being cocky. He simply, once again, makes solid eye contact with the camera, showing respect/care. 

We have him here again, giving the photographers a clear shot of him; looking straight into the camera. He’s standing upright, being very, very proper. Furthermore, I find it so sweet that he’d rather cover up his medal and show his country’s flag instead! He truly puts his country’s pride above his own and I find that beautiful. 

However, sometimes his elegant etiquette is misinterpreted as being perhaps too archaic for this generation of bubbly, emotional, and loud skating talents. 

(Notice that his entire body is facing towards the person speaking to him, even though he later verbally expressed no interest in hanging around JJ.)

And even after JJ mocks him, he doesn’t reply or shoot back some snarky remark. 

Instead, he politely declines JJ’s request in the most fucking formal way possible. Not breaking eye contact. What even.

Anyways, let’s move onto his adorable interest in Yuri. After meeting perhaps his inspiration ever, he gets called an asshole. BY HIS MUSE. BY HIS INSPIRATION. PROBABLY HIS ROLE MODEL.

What does he do? Otabae remains silent and simply walks away. He’s unconfrontational, unlike Yuri, but his silence is demanding.

And guess what, it immediately piques Yurio’s interest.

In the video, Yurio’s eyes trail after Otabek. Now Yurio’s curious about him.

Yurio has a weird tendency to look at Otabek this way. It’s almost as if Yurio somehwat reveres his presence. It makes sense because I’ve done a past meta on why Otabek is probably everything Yurio wants to be/likes (physically at least).

I think someone’s mentioned this before but Otabek arrives WAY TO COINCIDENTALLY FOR IT TO BE AN ACCIDENT. Like it or not, Otabek has always planned to talk to Yurio. Hell, he was probably driving around to try and find him…and of course, saves him instead.


And guess what? This cutie pie tosses YURIO a helmet. Because safety is cool kids.

TDLR: Otabek is fucking bomb.

Cast Iron Blessing/Cleansing Bread

I shared pics of my grandma’s blessing bread last year during the Autumn Equinox and meant to publish the recipe too…just procrastinated awhile.


Here it is!

It’s a super simple no-hand knead bread!

In my family Pagan tradition growing up, the term “blessing” was interchangeable with “cleansing” and that’s the purpose of this bread- it’s meant to bless/cleanse yourself before a ritual or when you think you’re hanging onto too much negative energy!
Think a deeper purification than a bath- since you’re gonna eat it!

Important magical aspects of this recipe:
-The cast iron skillet itself: iron is good for warding off negative energy and entities. You could make this bread in the oven instead, but keep in mind it’ll be a little less potent (but I understand not everyone has a cast iron skillet large/deep enough for a round of bread!)
-rosemary: a classic herb in witchcraft for purification and cleansing.
-garlic: for protection (and flavor- my grandma fucking loved garlic in pretty much everything)
-sea salt: also for purification and cleansing

The bread itself is meant to be pretty basic because my grandmother thought that would promote the cleansing ability of the three correspondences, but do feel free to slather it in butter or toast some cheese on slices if you like that!

-1 package dry yeast (I used those easy quick-rise packets because I don’t make bread constantly enough to have a bunch of yeast on hand)
-2 cups warm water (test with the inside of your wrist- if it’s too hot or cold for you, it’s too hot for your yeast! Yeast is a precious baby and must be treated gently!)
-1 tsp sugar (also known as “yeast-food”!)
-½ tbsp kosher salt
-4⅓ cups flour
-¼-½ tsp garlic salt
-dried rosemary (topping)
-sea salt (topping)

1.) In a standup mixer (or in a large bowl), combine the packet of yeast, warm water, and bit o’ sugar. Let that yeast hang out in that bath for a bit and eat that yummy sugar until it starts foaming. This is happy yeast. Happy yeast makes happy bread.
2.) In a large bowl, sift together the salt and flour. Now add it to the yeasty water little bits at a time. You can use a dough hook attachment on your mixer or just a tough spoon (wooden is my fav). Be careful to add that flour slowly!

3.) After it’s all combined, cover the dough with a cloth and let it rise for about an hour. You can slip it into a larger bowl of warm water to help it rise if your kitchen is a bit chilly!
4.) Grease the skillet and gently put that delicate dough into it, shaping it to fit (you can use two or three skillets/batches if needed). Cover and let rise for another 30-ish minutes.
5.) Spread some olive oil over the top of the dough and sprinkle with the garlic salt, dried rosemary, and some sea salt if desired (you can skip this if you’re trying to go lower sodium, there’s plenty of salt in the bread and garlic salt to get the benefits!).

6.) Bake at 400 degree oven, in the skillet, for 16-18 minutes or until the top is a golden brown color. I let mine cool in the oven as well (i.e. turn the oven off and leave the skillet in until it’s cool enough to remove without an oven mitt).
7.) Enjoy! Visualize that cleansing energy as you eat it! It’s great for pre or post rituals and offerings!

The Christmas Song "Trump's nuts Roasting on an Open Fire"
Fiona Apple
The Christmas Song "Trump's nuts Roasting on an Open Fire"

Trump’s nuts roasting on an open fire
as he keeps nipping at his foes.
you’ll cry creepy uncle
every time he arrives
for he keeps clawing at your clothes
everybody knows some money and entitlement
can help to make the season white
mothers of color with their kids out of sight
will find it hard to sleep at night.

They know that truuump is on his way.
he’s got black boys in hoodies locked up on his sleigh
and every working man is going to cry
when they learn that Letch don’t care how you live or if you die

Sooo I’m offering this simple phrase
to kids from 1 to 92
although it’s been said many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
Donald Trump, fuck you

Witch Tip:

Don’t underestimate water. Running water is a highly versatile tool. Send things downstream to banish them, sink them to bind them, bathe them to cleanse them of unwanted attributes, etc. Water can also be used as a simple offering, can be used to write invisible sigils on objects and is the one of the most important building blocks of life! 

A pretty obvious PSA that needs to be reiterated about Reylo

So, I’ve seen a lot of r*ylo stuff show up on my feed lately and I just want to kindly remind you children that, well, there’s this scene at the end of the movie where Rey literally SLICES A GIANT CUT ACROSS KYLO’S FACE.

And it wasn’t an accident. She knew what she was doing. 

So, for all you r*ylo shippers out there, I thought I would just reinstate that fact. She neither cares nor wants Kylo.

And you also need to think about the fact that if, you know, she did care about him so much and was so attracted to him, she could have easily flown the Falcon across the ravine and saved him. 

Instead, she knew Starkiller was going critical and she left him. She saved Finn and left Kylo to die.

life keeps on crashing

title: life keeps on crashing
relationship: pike & vax
words: 2.8k
warnings: none
summary: faith finds pike in her family shrine and finds vax years later in a tomb.
notes: hey @americankimchi B) i heard you like pike and vax’s friendship B)))

There are many years when Pike’s hands are soft; they’re kept unmarked by her years of peaceful worship. She works by Wilhand’s side, cleaning the shrine and taking care of simple offerings to Sarenrae. She scrubs and dusts but never enough to leave marks of her work.

For many years, Pike doesn’t hear what Wilhand hears. She watches him as she cleans, watches as he bows his head and clasps his holy symbol and murmurs prayers so quiet that she can’t make the words out. Sometimes he laughs out of nowhere, startling her from her work, and she wonders what sort of jokes a goddess can tell.

She asks him that question one day as they’re eating, and Wilhand simply chuckles. “Plenty of jokes. It’s like talking to an old friend, dumpling.”

“Oh,” she says, as if that makes her understand. It doesn’t.



“I hope this doesn’t show my fans that it’s okay to give up. I hope it shows my fans that when you’re put into an awkward situation where you feel like you’re surrounded by dark energy, you should be able to remove yourself. And surround yourself with love and positivity and beauty.”

Happy 27th Birthday, Ocean Angel ♥ (29.09.1989)


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i left at your alter
an offering of words
each one an intricate
melody to be heard
these little bits of paper
my simple offering
it was all i had
and everything i could bring
surrendering words
i breathed my essence
inhaling all
you left me bare without defence
within your hazel eyes
I drowned my fears
while in your chalice
you collected my tears
both pure and humble
was my devotion
completely prepared
to set our love in motion
you claimed this mind
this body
and this soul
submitting it all
i relinquished control
yet in an instant
this dream you devoured
your words unleashed
turning sweet to sour
drank my tears
from the chalice that did remain
and with a vicious roar
you consumed my pain
in your eyes there was fire
i did not recognize
my spirit smouldering
in flames you baptized
with each drunken truth
your sober lies reveal
unleashing this monster
you tried to conceal

Photo credit to Alex Stoddard

His Hair: Part 3

I got the last part finished for you guys, so here it is! @strongenoughfoundation you asked to be tagged, so I couldn’t forget to, haha. Hope you like it! More is coming soon! :3

The third time you noticed, you were at home, messing around in the kitchen.

You didn’t normally cook that much (as you were admittedly not very good at it), but you liked the simple distraction it offered on lonely evenings. And it was a lonely evening. Lin wouldn’t be back until a little later; something was going on today with a few cast members that he hadn’t told you about. When you’d asked what it was, he just got this nervous, goofy smile on his face and said it was a surprise.

So, you may or may not have been dying to know what it was all day. But you’d have to wait, so you knew that you should try to keep yourself busy until then.

Sighing to yourself, you leaned against the counter and squinted at the cook book propped open before you. The side of your half-zipped jacket flopped off your arm as you did, but you didn’t bother to pull it up. It was a jacket of Lin’s after all, it’d been falling off of you all day because it was too big. But you liked it too much to not wear it.

“Ugh, I need a bowl,” you muttered under your breath. Straightening up, you cast a glare up at the shelves above you. You weren’t very tall, so this was bound to be interesting. Lifting up onto your toes, you reached up as high as you could. You could get the cabinet open fine, but the mixing bowl you needed was on the highest shelf inside. “Dammit,” you mumbled, dancing around on your toes to stay balanced and swiping at the bowl in vain. “Goddammit, why am I short?”

“Need some help?”

The arrival of another voice scared the crap out of you and you yelped as a pair of arms snaked around your waist from behind. It took you only a moment to recognize the voice as Lin’s though, and you relaxed with a huff. “Lin, you gave me a heart attack,” you complained, automatically setting your hands atop his on your stomach.

He snickered and you felt him leaning his forehead against the back of your head, lips touching your neck. “Sorry,” he mumbled into your skin, breath warm and sending a delighted thrum down your spine.

Sighing defeatedly, you relaxed against him, back against his chest. You didn’t feel much need to talk at the moment, though you were already starting to wonder what his “surprise” had been. But it was nice to just…be together after a day apart. You felt a sleepy contentedness in his arms and decided that you could stay like this for the rest of the day. His lips grazed your neck again and you tilted your head to invite more. He pressed soft kisses up the line of your throat to the place beneath your ear and you tried to hide the way your breath hitched. Suddenly, you weren’t so sleepy anymore.

“S—so what was the surprise you wanted to show me?” you asked. You needed some kind of distraction from him or you were going to forget all about what you were cooking two minutes ago.

He laughed sheepishly, starting to withdraw his arms from you. “Well, uh…I guess I just hope you like it.”

Your curiosity was definitely piqued now and you were grinning as you made to turn around. “What is it?” you asked eagerly. “Did you—?” You broke off with a surprised gasp, as you came face-to-face with a nervous Lin.

His fingers slid into his jeans pockets and he shifted his weight from one foot to the other, a sure sign that he was uneasy. But that wasn’t what had made you gasp. It was his hair.

He’d cut it. The messy bun you’d grown used to was replaced by a shorter, dark wave that swept over his forehead and edged down toward his eye. You blinked, not quite used to the way it made him look now. “Wow, you really got it all cut,” you remarked, stepping closer.

He gave you a hesitant smile, biting his lip. “Do you like it?”

You had to smile back, because this was Lin being bashful, and it was honestly too cute. “Let me see,” you chirped, walking up to him with head cocked in mock thoughtfulness. When you were close enough, you slipped a hand around the back of his neck and pulled him into a kiss. There was a quiet noise of surprise and then he was kissing you back, tilting his head. His hands moved to your waist to reel you in closer and he did that thing you loved, biting gently on your bottom lip. You slid your hands up into his hair in reply, marveling at the cut strands feathering between your fingers. Then you curled your fingers in it and pulled. Lin whimpered against your mouth and you grinned, pulling away to lean your foreheads together.

“Yeah,” you breathed, looking into those soulful eyes you loved, “I like it. I really like it.”

He huffed a laugh, breathless and shaky. “Thank God. It would’ve taken me a while to grow it out again.”

“You’d do that for me?”



“Only because you said you really liked it now.”

“Uh-huh, sure.”

I Love You

There’s a lot of hate in the world right now. There always has been, but it seems to be running rampant right now, and I can’t tell if that’s because more people are paying attention to the news and more things are being reported or if it’s just a really terrible time for a lot of people right now. But either way, there are a lot of people that have to live with and are affected by this hate, and to you I want to say that I’m sorry and I love you.

Sorry’s don’t help, I know. “Keeping you in my thoughts” won’t help you deal with the loss of a loved one or the fear of being targeted because of your appearance. I’m not the easiest person to talk to, and I doubt there’s anything I’d be able to say to make you feel better if you did try to talk to me, but I’m here for you if you need me.

You’re strong. You’re beautiful/handsome/amazing. You matter. You can’t stop terrible people from doing terrible things, you may fear for your life based on decisions your government makes, and you may even have to fear celebrating with friends/family/your country because one person could decide to ruin it. But you can’t let that fear control you; you deserve all the happiness in the world and you shouldn’t let anyone keep you from achieving that. But please, stay safe, protect the people you love, and don’t let anyone tell you that you aren’t worthy of the things you deserve, whether that be happiness, compassion, love, or respect.

I love you all~

I left at your alter
an offering of words
each one an intricate
melody to be heard
these little bits of paper
my simple offering
It was all I had
and everything I could bring
surrendering words
I breathed my essence
Inhaling all
you left me bare
without defence
within your hazel eyes
I drown my fears
while in your chalice
you collected my tears
you claimed this mind
this body
and this soul
submitting it all
I relinquished control
yet in an instant
this dream you devoured
your words unleashed
turning sweet to sour
drank my tears
from the chalice
that did remain
and with a vicious roar
you consumed my pain
in your eyes there was fire
I did not recognize
my spirit smouldering
in flames you baptized
with each drunken truth
your sober lies reveal
unleashing this monster
you tried to conceal

Brie • untitled


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fujoshifangirlaf  asked:

#28. Sloth pair please ^o^* (but pretty please make it fluff TTATT)

KuroMahi {28: Knocking on the Wrong Door AU}

When faced with a problem, Mahiru would always try to find a simple solution. He offered to help Licht make decorations for a play he was a part of. But there was a lot of supplies he had to carry to Licht’s home. The boxes would block his vision if he tried to carry them all at once but Mahiru didn’t want to make two trips.

So, the simple solution was to count his steps while walking to Licht’s home. The previous day, he had tested his plan so knew the exact number of steps and turns he needed to reach Licht’s home. They lived in the same neighbourhood so Mahiru didn’t need to worry about cars since he didn’t have to cross the street to reach his home. Yes, to Mahiru, that was the simple solution.

Mahiru counted his steps and looked down at his feet until he found himself standing on a doormat. With his foot, he knocked on the door and waited for Licht to answer. It was cold outside so Mahiru quickly walked into the house the moment the door opened. “Thanks Licht. I have everything we need and—”

The words caught in his throat when he tripped on something. Mahiru dropped the boxes and tried to catch his fall. Luckily, an arm wrapped around his waist and stopped his fall. When he looked over his shoulder, he expected to see Licht but a pair of red eyes stared back at him instead.

“This is going to be troublesome, isn’t it?” The boy groaned when Mahiru screamed. He wasn’t in Licht’s home. Mahiru didn’t even recognize the home he found himself in. In contrast to his panic, the boy merely stepped away from him and covered Mahiru’s mouth. “Can you stop screaming? Hugh’s going to yell at us if we bother him while he’s studying.”

“What?” Mahiru pushed the boy’s hand away and was surprised by how calm the boy was. He was certain that he wouldn’t be as composed if he found a stranger in his home. “I’m sorry for walking into your house like this. I thought this was my friend’s house. I couldn’t see that well.”

Mahiru explained as he knelt to collect the supplies that spilled out of the box. The boy picked up a stack of construction paper and handed it to Mahiru. As he did so, their hands brushed and Mahiru looked at him again. He exclaimed when he recognized the boy. “Wait, I know you! You’re that guy in my class that’s always sleeping. Your name’s Kuro, isn’t it?”

“Did we meet before?” Kuro asked in a deadpanned tone and Mahiru’s brow twitched for a moment.

“I’m Mahiru, the guy that’s always taking over your cleaning duties when you refuse to wake up!” Mahiru found himself yelling in frustration. Kuro would always sleep in class and it was almost impossible to wake him so Mahiru thought it would be easier to clean the classroom for him rather than waste time waking him.

“What’s all this for?” Kuro asked to change the subject. He closed one of the boxes and handed it back to Mahiru who thanked him.

“I told my friend that I would help him make decorations.” Mahiru answered and Kuro wondered why he would often take on so many tasks. Mahiru took on Kuro’s classrooms duties and he remembered him volunteering for their school festival as well. “I should get going before Licht starts to worry about me.”

“You mean that guy who thinks he’s an angel?” Kuro asked and Mahiru nodded. When he asked him if he knew Licht, Mahiru didn’t know how he should answer. Everyone in his family knew Licht because of the many times he would get into fights with Hyde. “He’s my neighbour.”

“Then I should be able to get to his house using my original plan without any trouble.” Mahiru stood and tried to balance the boxes in his arms. “Can you open the door for me?”

“You mean your original plan that brought you to my house?” Kuro chuckled to himself when Mahiru scowled at him. He puffed his cheeks and explained his simple plan to him. To Kuro, it sounded far from simple. “Wouldn’t it have been more simple to ask Licht or one of your friends to help you carry these boxes?”

“I…” Mahiru wanted to argue but he didn’t have a rebuttal. Honestly, he was so accustomed to doing things independently that asking for help never crossed his mind. The boxes suddenly became lighter when Kuro took some boxes from him.

“I’ll help you.” Kuro told him as he opened the door. “It’s not that far and I do owe you for all those times you cleaned the classroom for me.”

Kuro walked out before Mahiru could question him further. He rushed to follow him and fell into step next to him. “Thanks for helping me. But if you really want to make up for all those time you slept through your duties, you’ll stay and help make decorations with me.”

“Troublesome.” Kuro groaned but Mahiru only laughed lightly.

“Please make it fluff”? I feel like I’m being called out for writing too much angst XD No worries, fluff is my expertise (don’t know how I can spin that prompt as angst anyways).

Send me one of these numbers and a ship and i’ll write something for you??


James makes Lily a simple offer. “Shag me and I’ll leave you alone for the rest of the term.” Of course, Lily refuses but the offer is always on the table…Will Lily give in? Will James sweeten the deal? 

Chapters: 16

Reviews: 577

Updated: January 26th 2015

Words: 64,421

Genre: Romance/Humor

Rated: M


Coming out of the midseason finale, Ming-Na Wen says, “The big question is, ‘What is Radcliffe’s motivation?’ — not so much Aida’s — because he’s the taskmaster in this whole scheme of changing out May for the LMD May. Is [his agenda] for something good … or is he the mad scientist hoping to advance science? I don’t think he went through all this trouble for s–ts and giggles!” In the meantime, “Philinda” ‘shippers will struggle with whether to embrace this budding ersatz relationship (“It will be interesting to explore that path,” Wen teases), while Aida’s portrayer, Mallory Jansen, offers this simple advice: “Never trust an android.” What about trusting an Inhuman S.H.I.E.L.D. Director? “How Mace got his powers, his whole backstory, is going to be a major part of the next batch of episodes,” says Jason O’Mara. “How he legitimizes Daisy is going to be revealed as well, so there’s lots to look forward to there.”
RETURN DATE: Tuesday, Jan. 10 at 10/9c (ABC)
SU theory

A lot of people have been speculating on what the gems could be looking at and I offer a simple solution. There’s only one gem, in my opinion, that could make Garnet and Lapis smile. Ruby. More specifically, one of the more tame Rubies. 

Lapis seems to be amused by Rubies as shown in Back to the Moon when she treats them like kids she’s babysitting. Garnet is literally a Ruby and a Sapphire that loves a Ruby so her smiling isn’t out the picture either. I honestly can’t see anything else making two of the most serious characters in this show smile.