spell your name in my ask!

anonymous asked:

Recently Ive REALLY wanted to change my name because it isnt mine.Its gotten to the point where i dont even associate it as a name.I look and go oh that looks spelled wrong or that doesn't look like a word and its strange.I would definitely go change my name if it wasnt for the fact that Im young and I have no idea how to go to my parents and explain this.Not to mention I want to use they and I dont think they know nonbinary is a thing. Theyd be supportive but more in the way of they have to be.

ah im sorry!! you could try experimenting w/ your friends if youre comfortable like asking them to try out different names/pronouns w you?

grantairely  asked:

tell me a magical story!

When the witch says “I can make you this spell, but it will cost you your name,” she doesn’t hesitate.


Instead, she says “Which name?”


And the witch smiles. “Most aren’t so clever as to ask. For that, I’ll let you choose which of your names you give me.”


*


“My child, my child,” says her mother when she brought home the spell, when she heals the little sister who was close to death. “What did you give up for this?”


“Nothing I didn’t choose to give.”


*

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Familiars

What is a familiar?
A familiar is an animal whom you have a spiritual connection with. A witches companion. You call upon them to help you with your practices. They can be physical or spiritual beings. They are healers and guardians but above all, a loyal companion. Provides the witch with psychic protection as well as negative energy. They do not have to be your ‘pet,’ any animal that you use symbols of can also be your familiar but on a more spiritual level. Animals are chosen as a familiar because of their connection with nature and innocence. They protect on many spiritual levels as well as the home and property of the witch. They become able to communicate together in dreams and during meditation.     


History of Familiars
In Europe during the witch hunts familiars were thought of at demon like entities sent to do a witches bidding. It was believed that they were cats, dogs, and toads possessed by demons. Thus, during the witch hunt era many animals were hunted and slaughtered because of their connection with witches. Familiars were supposedly given to the Witches from by the Devil. It was believed that they were fed from the witches blood.

In some Scandinavian countries familiars were thought of as fearies, elves, pixies, dwarves, sprites, and elements of nature.

In shamanistic practices the familiar is in fact not a physical being rather it is a spiritual entity. It protects in the astral plane and from any psychic attacks.

In England and Scotland familiars took form of toads.


Familiar Misconceptions:

  • Not every witch has a familiar. In fact some are quite happy working alone. Some witches may even be allergic.
  • Cats are not the only animal used as a familiar.
  • No familiars are not possessed by demons or the devil.
  • Not all pets are familiars!


Types of animals to used as familiars: 

Any animal can be used as a familiar! The most common are cats (especially black) and dogs.


How you know it is your familiar and not just a pet:

  • It chose you.
  • You have a bond on a spiritual level.
  • You put more trust in it then anyone/anything else.
  • Takes an active role in your rituals.
  • Sits politely while you are casting being sure not to be a bother.
  • Loves to lounge in your magick work space.
  • You feel a boost of energy whenever they are near you.
  • Watches the window constantly watching for any unwelcome beings. 
  • Trails you like a shadow.
  • Hates to be separated from you


How to find your Familiar:

  • Cast a spell to bring clarity on your familiar.
  • Meditate on it.
  • Ask a form of divination about finding you familiar.


Ways to bond with your Familiar:

  • Provide it with a collar, halter, leash, etc that has protective crystals and herb sachets sewn into it. 
  • Carry a piece of a NATURALLY shed item from your familiar in a sachet or tied together with ribbon.
  • Provide them with the best food and housing you can afford.
  • Always place them before yourself.
  • Spend lots of time together.
  • Provide them with their own protection.
  • Speak to it.
  • Brush or stoke it. 
  • Treat them and reward them for their help.
  • Treat them with the kindness they deserve.
  • Honor them.
  • Provide them with an altar.
  • Give them offerings.


Familiar uses: 

  • Provide you with physical and spiritual protection.
  • Provide you the uttermost loyalty and respect
  • Benefits your emotional well being.
  •  Helps you connect with nature.
  • Enhances are physical and psychic abilities.
  • Protects home and property.


When to work with a Familiar:

  • When you want to attune with nature
  • Meditation
  • Healing magick
  • Dreamwork
  • Astral travelling 
  • Divination
  • Scrying
  • Spirit communication
  • Welcome them to join you when power is being raised and spells are cast. 


Respect a Familiar deserves:

Let it accompany you on its own accord and make sure it is willing to participate, NEVER force them to join in on a ritual. They are very sensitive to psychic power and vibrations. Treat them with kindness and the same respect you would give to a human being. Be sure to treat them as an equal and not something you own. This is very important if you want to create and maintain a connection with your familiar. Familiars are living beings and should never be treated like an athame, candle or an object for spell casting. Make sure to be cautious with the type of tools you are using during your casting with a familiar. Be cautious of candles or any toxic herbs!   


Names for familiars:

Instead of you choosing a name for them, ask them what their true name is.

References: Paganwiccan.about.com, pagancentric.org


What type of Familiar do you have?

I have a horse and a cat as my familiar! 


May the moon light your path!

☾ Moonlight Academy☽  

References: Paganwiccan.about.com, pagancentric.org

How Nicole Finds Out Wynonna Is Possessed:
  • *Goononna making mean comments about how Waverly feels about Nicole at the police station*
  • Goononna: "I mean, your relationship is currently a hot mess."
  • Nicole: "Out of curiosity how do you spell hot?"
  • Goononna: "Are you stupid? H-O-T. Why are you asking me this?"
  • Nicole: *Pulls out gun* "The real Wynonna Earp would never pass up an opportunity to make a terrible pun with my name."

anonymous asked:

Sum up Critical Role and/or The Adventure Zone in 15 words or less each

OH SHIT OKAY UM

Critical Role: very talented, sarcastic, and emotional group of adventurers save the world while pranking each other

The Adventure Zone: three dudes that are both the worst and the best try to reclaim Grand Relics

that’s really hard but um even if those little snippets didn’t convince you, here are some great quotes from both of the podcasts that will hopefully win you over:

Critical Role

  • “Your dumb idea cut my hand!” 
  • “I turn into a Triceratops.”
  • “That fucking sword…ate your soul!”
  • “In the darkness I say FUCK!”
  • “Remember that time you killed a kid?”
  • “I used my last magic poo to look at my daughter!”
  • “For god’s sake, find me a beret!”
  • “New Dad is wearing Old Dad’s skin!”
  • “I don’t speak fish.”
  • “I must have missed it because I was dead.”

The Adventure Zone

  • “Abraca-fuck you!”
  • “There’s no yelling in Fantasy Costco.”
  • “Are you asking about a cliff because you want to throw the body off of it?”
  • “Hey thug what’s your name I’m gonna tentacle your dick.”
  • “I will burn a spell slot on you I give no shits.”
  • “Are you naming your goddamn wizard Taco?”
  • “Oh, god, Dad just said the word hentai out loud.”
  • “I wanna rip its arms off.”
  • “ELVISH IS NOT DORKY, DAD.”
  • “Well, I did detect good enough to see through your horseshit, so.”

GO LISTEN TO THEM BOTH THEY ARE DELIGHTFUL

witch memes

•salt
•uhh i’m a witch and i blended *insert herbs* and now my cat knows the f word
•i?? shoved a *insert crystal* up my ass why am i not blessed yet?
•casting circles in,, weird shapes
•smoke cleansing with sage and getting your house searched because it smells like weed
•spirits causing very very minor inconviniences
•forgetting to close the loopholes in a spell so that you technically got what you asked for but it was the Wrong Thing
•my familar is that rock over there he loves me
•s a l t
•tarot cards calling you the fuck out
•*thing that isn’t directly connected to witchcraft but is enjoyed by many witches* is witchcraft culture
•my name is dementia darkn'ess…
•hellenic polytheism to the MAX
•did i mention salt
•salt

If she wants a fairy, she can have a fairy...

I got bored after work so I started building characters for my family members. I made a pretty cool Half-orc Ranger for my mum and a Dragonborn Barbarian for my dad. Then I asked my older sister (26) what she wanted.

Sis: “Can I be a fairy?”

Me: “Uuh… the closest thing to that would be an elf, or maybe a gnome?”

Sis: “Okay cool a gnome will do… and I want to be bright pink and turquoise.”

Me: “Alright, gnome wizard it is. What will your name be?”

Sis: “Hmm… Sqiddley McFannagan”

Me: *stunned silence* “Could you… spell that for me?”

anonymous asked:

A little question eheh, why do you call Nath "Tomato"? They call him like that in the serie? (I'm asking bc I'm from latinoamerica so I don't know if the english dub says that lol) sorry for the stupid question PD: YOUR ART IS FUCKING AWESOMEEEEEE *screams*

Just add a little tomato stem on him and WHOOP there it is! Personally, I call him that because I always forget how to spell his name for some reason…

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Dating Sirius Black would include...

Anonymous said: Ooooh! I love headcanons! Could you please do dating a Sirius would include?

  • you probably being a gryffindor or a slytherin
  • was sirius your boyfriend? was he james’ boyfriend? was he remus’ boyfriend? nobody knew
  • lots of “baaaaaaaaaaaabe”
  • him turning into his animagus form to cuddle with you whenever you were sad
  • him licking your face even when not in his animagus form
  • “SIRIUS YOU’RE NOT ACTUALLY A DOG”
  • “I DON’T CARE WOOF WOOF MOTHERFUCKER”
  • lots of swearing
  • you always stealing his leather jackets
  • going shopping together
  • him wearing your crop tops
  • him asking you to teach him how to paint nails properly
  • like he had a spell for it, but one of your parents was a muggle, and he wanted you to teach him the muggle way
  • him not caring about masculinity and going around wearing the crop tops and nail polish he stole for you
  • but him still being the most badass guy in hogwarts
  • “i like my coffee like your name. black.”
  • “i like my make up like i like my girls. on my face.”
  • “gODDAMMIT SIRIUS”
  • the two of you literally being hogwarts most badass couple
  • (james and lily were jealous)

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Leigh’s Signing FAQ 

What the hell is The Language of Thorns? It’s a book of original illustrated fairytales set in the Grisha world. Think of them as the stories Nina or Matthias or Nikolai would have heard growing up. (The art is by Sara Kipin and it is beyond beautiful.) 

But where’s my city?? Since I have two books out this fall, I’m going on TWO tours. My Wonder Woman: Warbringer dates will be up later this afternoon. Can’t promise your city will be there, but ya never know. 

Do I need a ticket? Can I bring books from home? Some events are ticketed. Each bookseller has sliiightly different rules, so please make sure to call your local store/venue if you have questions. Some require purchase but all should let you bring books from home too. 

Can I buy books there? Yes! Please do! All of my books will be available for purchase, including Wonder Woman: Warbringer. As I said, some stores require a purchase for the signing line, but others don’t so please check with your local. 

How exactly does this go down? I’ll talk a little bit and answer lots of questions. (What comes next in the Grishaverse? You will know! What’s Kaz’s favorite breakfast cereal? Trick question! He hates cereal. He eats waffles sprinkled with iron filings.) Then you’ll line up to get your book(s) signed and personalized. I’ll try to spell your name right. I may ask if you have a favorite character so I can write a quote in your book. Time permitting, we’ll take pictures. I’ll hand you some free Grishaverse swag. We’ll discuss the new season of Game of Thrones. 

What if I’m shy and don’t feel comfortable chatting? No worries at all. You can pre-order a personalized book from any of these stores if you’d prefer not to do the line thing. You can also just hand me a note or not talk. Zero judgments. You’re among book people i.e. the best people.

Cosplay? Oh hell yeah. Come as your favorite Grishaverse character and you will be rewarded! 

Can I bring you a gift? Of course! And I will be nothing but grateful. But books are expensive and, as your witch aunt, I want to encourage you to spend money on yourself. Buy more books to support more authors! Drink all of the delicious coffee beverages! Invest in a fanciful hat. Really, the opportunities to be irresponsible with cash are endless. 

anonymous asked:

yuuri is a witch in training and viktor is a prince!

guys. which one of you failed to inform me that yesterday was @beanpots‘s bday? this is dedicated to them now


The bell above the door tinkles merrily as it opens. Viktor steps in nervously, pulling his hood about him and closing the door quickly, before peering out the little window in the door to make sure he hadn’t been tailed.

After ascertaining that no one had, he steps out into the main part of this shop, looking around him at the dried herbs tied to the ceiling and gathered in baskets all around. A book lies open on the counter, next to a mortar and pestle and a small linen bag. 

A bengal cat comes leaping down from the rafters, landing onto the counter before flicking its tail and turning to survey Viktor with piercing green eyes. Viktor stands rooted to the floor, hardly daring to breathe. He only moves when the cat does; it leaps off the counter and pads away silently through a set of black curtains behind the counter.

Viktor returns to his examination of the room. Minako is taking such a long time to get out here, and he didn’t remember seeing a bengal cat familiar the last time he was here to be checked up by her. He sighs, finger skimming across a deer antler and a rabbit’s foot before coming to rest on a fox pelt. It feels unbelievably soft.

“Hey! I’m sorry it took me so long to get out here!” A voice startles Viktor from his reverie and he turns to see a young dark-haired man at the counter, wiping his hands on his apron. Viktor’s chest does an unpleasant-feeling lurch, and he heaves, caught off-guard by the sudden motion. The young man’s eyes widen, and he scrambles around the counter to catch Viktor just as he stumbles.

The young man smells like petrichor, Viktor muses, before he’s being guided to a stool and instructed to sit. The young man vanishes behind the curtains again, and reappears momentarily with a cup of some sort of hot beverage.

“It’s tea,” he explains, when Viktor clutches the cup and stares at it. 

“…Thank you,” mumbles Viktor, before he sips. It is scalding, but it is tea, indeed.

“You gave me a bit of a fright,” admits the young man. “What can I do for you?”

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Not Just A Jock

Originally posted by archic-andrews

Requested by anonymous:

“Hey babe!!!! I am so glad you are back I have missed you. As a senior I understand the pressure! I was wondering if you could write an Archie Andrews imagine? Where maybe she is new and he is intrigued by her but she thinks he is like a mean jock…..? Is that lame? I really do 😘 lysm”

Warnings: Swearing, fluff

Notes: First riverdale imagine yay!!! also this is not lame!!!! 

*this is set after Ms Grundy (ew) leaves


“What we all really need is a good night out, so who wants to volunteer to host a party?”

“You’re the one with a penthouse apartment and a totally chill mum, you should be the one to have it.” 

“Ok first off Kev, my mum is the opposite of chill and are you forgetting that we’re basically broke? As if we can afford the damage that will undoubtedly occur after the football team’s paid a visit.”

“Oh please as if- woah.” 

Archie looked up from his guitar and messy song writing notebook at the loud sound of Kevin’s loud gasp. It wasn’t long for Archie to find out what caused Kevin to get distracted from his heated discussion with Veronica. His eyes widened and his grip on his guitar loosened as he stared at possibly the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. 

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A spell for when an abuser finds a new partner to victimize

Sometimes your abusive ex finds a new partner to torment, or maybe a friend has gotten into an abusive relationship. You may be worried about their safety and emotional wellbeing and you don’t think this relationship is for the best. 
So here’s a spell to break them the fuck up.

Needed: 

- A pink candle 

- Representations of the Elements  

- Dried roses or a single rose, preferably red  

- Pink embroidery floss or thread 

- Needle 

 - Colored pencils or markers 

 - Paper 

 - Scissors 

 - Some kind of oil (i used vegetable oil)  

- Fireproof Dish 

 - Lighter

- A representation of a deity 

Optional

- Fire Salt (It can give your spell an extra kick)

- Mortar and pestle for grinding your roses, but crumbling them in your hands works well too!


Perform at night (I performed it at midnight on Valentines Day). 

Cleanse yourself and meditate on really cleansing your aura. You can put protection sigils on your body and tie a white ribbon around your dominant hand for extra protection. 

Cleanse your space and materials in whichever way you’d like and set it up  with all your materials within reach. Double check you have everything so you’re not getting up in the middle of the ritual. Set up your space in whatever way makes you feel the most comfortable and safe.

Ground yourself. This is super important to do thoroughly so don’t rush it.

Cast a circle, if you’re into that. You can verbally state an intention as well, such as: Negative energies and entities are not allowed to come into this circle/space/whatever. 

Invoke the elements and welcome any spirits/deities you work with. Ask them to watch over you and protect you during this spell. If you’re like me, you can sprinkle some fire salt onto the fire candle and ask the element of fire to especially protect and help you with your task. 

State your intention aloud. It can be something like: My intention is for [Abusers first and last name] and [Their new partners first and last name] to break up forever. They deserve to break up because [Abuser] is toxic and shouldn’t be with anyone, especially someone nice like [New Partner].

Make 2 Paper Poppets representing the two people you want to break up, draw some clothing on them and their full names on the back (as well as instagram handles, tumblr handles, anything to really get a tag lock on them). Really connect the person to the poppet, meditate on it for a bit, think of all their attributes and qualities. 

Draw a heart on each of the poppets with red pencil, thread the embroidery floss through the hearts connecting the two poppets. Say: This is the connection the two of you share. It holds all the happiness, romance, friendship, and love you feel for each other. It is strong. Think about the connection these two people share.

Gather a handful of dried roses, grind them in a mortar and pestle or with your hands, infuse them with your curses energy. Say:
A Rose by any other name, would smell as sweet.
But [Abusers first and last name] and [New Partners first and last name] relationship is obsolete. 
All burned up, only ashes remain.
[Abuser] and [New Partner] will never be together again.
Put them in the fireproof dish, burn the roses until they’re ashes. 

Hold the candle in your hands, engrave their names into the candle with the needle and add a heart (Abuser+Partner ♡). Say: Element of Fire I call upon you, burn up the bond between these two. Before [Abuser] can hurt [New Partner], make their bond turn into ashes. 
Infuse the candle with your energy. Think of why their bond needs to be broken. Really take the time to pour your energy into it. Dress the candle in oil and roll it in the ashes of the roses. Add a little bit of fire salt onto your candle and light it. 

Hold the poppets in your hands with the pink cord over the candle flame. Say: [Abuser] and [New Partner], on this romantic day, 
Your feelings of like and love begin to dissipate 
The things you loved about each other you now hate
[Abusers] ugly side is all you see

[New Partner] you know in your heart you need to leave
Repeat the last line until you feel its really sunk in.

Burn the connection between the two poppets. Visualize the new partner leaving the abuser. Picture them walking away from each other, never to meet again. Say: 
The connection between you two burns away
You’re bond is forever broken
You break up, for ever and ever
[Abuser] and [New Partner] never get back together
Because [New Partner] deserves better

Close your spell however you like. Say goodbye to the elements, deities or spirits. Close your circle. Put away all your materials. Cleanse your space again. Cleanse yourself again. Drink water. Eat food. Calm down.

Dispose of the poppets far away from each other.

You may want to perform a binding on the abuser so they can’t abuse others in the future and a protection spell for the partner so this doesn’t happen to them again. 

Note: This isn’t some petty break up spell, only use it when you are genuinely concerned about the new partners safety and well being. 

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Tell Me

Summary: Sam has this habit of distracting you every time he comes to visit. Working out more, forgetting to wear a shirt, you know the drill. But what happens when he finds a way to distract you when you’re in class as well?

Word Count: 5187 (got a little carried away. Not sorry at all)

Warnings: Implied smut. Sam Fucking Winchester (let’s be honest here, he is a warning all in himself)

A/N: @dancing-the-hellfire-rumba​‘s fic Sexy Bastard is the fic that started this whole thing. Seriously, as soon as I read her summary “Sam is a fucking tease, okay?” I knew that I was done for. I’ve been working on this for an entire week because it just had to be done. Also, perfect timing! Happy Birthday Sam Winchester, you tease!

Tell Me English MasterlistDime Masterlist en Español


“How about that homework last night?” Jonathan asked, sliding into his normal seat beside you.

“Ugh, don’t remind me,” Nelly groaned, turning in her chair to talk to you two. “Lil and I worked on it for six hours and we still don’t know if we did it right.”

“Right?” You agreed emphatically, getting war flashbacks to your battles with the case study and your excel spreadsheet. “I swear, we haven’t even learned half of the stuff it was asking us to do.”

Rhetta pushed her chair closer and you fought to hold back your eye-roll. Here comes her self-righteous, better-than-you speech. “Actually, we learned about the regression analysis last week, and it was just a hop, skip, and a jump to answering question five from there.”

How about you just hop, skip, and jump away from us?

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spooniewitches 2,000 follower celebration

hey everyone! so this blog recently hit 2,000 followers and I’ve been wracking my brain about what to do to celebrate, I can’t do a giveaway as I am skint but I still wanted to celebrate and thank all my followers, old and new. 

So I thought I’d do a giveaway of sorts where people can win tarot readings, sigil creations crystal readings PLUS anyone who like/reblogs this I’ll add their name/URL to a good luck spell. Anyway, here’s the details..

First place: one person will get a comprehensive tarot reading, using a spread and deck of their choice. The reading will be delivered electronically through google docs. The reading will be in much detail as possible, but I do want to express that I am not a ‘professional’ tarot reader. 

Second place: three people will get a ‘crystal reading’ basically where I put all my crystals in a bag and pull out one that represents you - then give you a reading based on which crystals are picked for you. This will be given electronically through google docs.

Third place: five people will get a sigil commission on any theme that they want - the sigil will be created by hand (to a high quality, hopefully!) and sent electronically  

Furthermore: Everyone who likes/reblogs this post will have their name added to a good luck/ prosperity spell (if you don’t want to be included in this just let me know).

Rules:

  • all of my readings are lighthearted and for fun only - please do not ask for advice on serious topics as I am not qualified to do so
  • must be 18 or over (or with parents permission)
  • as this is a celebration for my followers, please be following me 
  • like and/or reblog this post to enter 
  • you can enter multiple times if you like but please don’t spam your followers!
  • the ‘giveaway’ will end 14/7/2017 at 3pm BST
  • people will be selected randomly and given 2 days to reply

I want to thank everyone who has followed this blog, I absolutely adore running it and getting to know all of you. When this blog was created, it was done so with the aim to create a safe and loving community for all disabled and spoonie magic practitioners and I hope I have achieved that - and will continue to do so!

simon imagine - play pretend

REQUESTED:   “an image about y/n and simon walking outside together as friends and y/n see’s one of her ex and simon pretends to be y/n’s boyfriend and make the ex jealous and simon is being all cute with her and in the end y/n kinda felt simon was actually her boyfriend"

sidenote: this is a lil different and is written from y/n’s pov but quite personally so ye tell me what you think

I think the worst part about a break up is the anticipation about seeing them afterwards. Because you know you will. Whether it’s five months down the line, or five years down the line, you’re gonna bump into them, and it’s gonna hurt. A lot.

The first few months are the worst; everybody creates heart palpitations. Any tall looking guy with curly hair - and there are a few of those around my area, believe me - are a warning sign upon first glance. But every time they’d turn around, and it would just be a false alarm.

It gets to a point where you almost hope it’s them. Not because you miss them, or you want to talk to them, or even want to see them…but you just wanna get it out of the way. You want to be able to say yes, it’s been five months, and yes, that one strand of hair still falls over his forehead like it used to, and yes, his eyes still sparkle just as much; but I don’t care anymore. I don’t need to worry about that anymore.

No matter how over an ex you think you are, deep down you know you wanna look good that first time. You want to make them regret. It’s not an ‘I want you back thing’ - it’s just a superficial, I crave other people’s validation way too much thing. I knew from the very first day without Y/Ex/N I needed to make him some sort of jealous when that interaction first happened.

And so I did.

It was a late night, sort of. Something like midnight. I was tipsy - not enough to lose responsibility over actions, but enough to be…confident. We were in the centre of London, just Simon and I, finding a place to carry on the fun of our night.

It wasn’t like it sounded - the fun was platonic. We were just a couple of close friends, stumbling around the city that never sleeps with warm, intoxicated breath and blurry smiles.

I heard him before I saw him; his deep, almost shrilling voice, so naturally pitched it was almost inaudible. I think Simon heard him too. I think he tried to pretend he didn’t.

“Y/n,” his hand met with my shoulder blade, his touch so familiar. “I…I can’t believe it’s you.”

I guess in hindsight, I was lucky. It was every girl’s dream. He liked when I wore red lipstick, and I just so happened to be wearing it. He always admired my thighs and on this cold night my skirt just so happened to show them. His eyes reflected the admiration, showing it still burned just as much as it had months before. 

“Jesus. It’s…you.”

The breath was knocked out of my lungs as he pulled me in for a hug, Simon’s hand taking home against my lower back, almost like a warm and comforting stop sign. The embrace was short lived as I pulled away. I edged closer to Simon. It didn’t go unnoticed.

“Yeah, it is. Me.” He nodded, his eyes scanning my grown and improved body. I felt Simon tense slightly. The awkward atmosphere was clear.

“So..are you here alone?” I asked, cringing instantly. Way to act smooth. 

“Yeah, yeah I am.” He smiled slightly before focusing his attention to Simon. “And you’re..well, not, I guess?”

I looked between the two men. 

“Oh yeah, um I guess I should introduce you?” It came out as more of a question than a statement, to which Simon couldn’t suppress a slight laugh. I reached out to hit his arm, but he grabbed my hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing my knuckles. My lips parted slightly. I quickly shook my head.

“Simon, this is…well, you already know, I’ve cried down the phone to you about him before.” I wanted to hit myself. Drunk brain - STOP. “Y/ex/N, this is Simon. My-”

“Her boyfriend,” Simon interrupted. He reached out one hand as a greeting, using the other to wrap around my waist in order to bring me closer to him. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Sort of.”

“Boyfriend?” The curly haired imbecile repeated, clearly surprised. Yeah, me and you both, I thought to myself. Where had this come from? Simon was my best friend…what had possessed this?

Part of me was kicking myself; the alarm bells were set off instantly at the warmth the word had sent through me. I moved even closer to Simon as he began to stroke up and down my back. My entire body tingled.

The two men continued a slightly, to say the least, bitchy conversation, but I had zoned out completely. Simon’s fingers traced patterns onto the exposed skin of my backless dress and I felt myself melt into him. I liked the secret intimacy of it. As I silently focused on this I felt him look down at me.

“Well, we should probably be getting home. You’re staying at mine, right?”

I nodded. I didn’t have any stuff on me to stay at his, but in all honesty, I didn’t care. In this moment of time he could have asked me to commit a double suicide with him and I most likely would have agreed - I was completely under his spell.

“Alright, babe.” My heart swelled. “Well, it was nice to meet you - sorry, I don’t remember your name.”

I watched as Y/ex/N’s jaw clenched slightly. He was quite clearly irritated, and I quite clearly didn’t care. It was nice to not have any feelings for the toxic fuck anymore. We said our goodbyes - involving him leaning in to kiss my cheek, and me backing away - before we turned around to leave.

“What was that?” I asked, feeling the alcohol’s effects starting to multiply.

“I know you’ve always wanted to make him jealous,” Simon spoke, his hand taking refuge in mine, our fingers intertwining. “I thought you might appreciate a little help in your stuttering state.”

My cheeks heated. It didn’t go unnoticed.

“You look cute when you blush you know, Y/n.”

“Go away, Simon,” I laughed.

“That’s not a nice way to talk to your boyfriend is it?”

I looked down. Boyfriend. I knew the label was a playful tease, and after this night it would never be used again between me and Simon…

but I couldn’t help but wish that it would be.




was this shit?? im not sure idk leave feedback pls ty <3

anonymous asked:

Bakugou finding out that hus gf has been taking his sweatpants. She borrows them when she sleeps over but she doesn't return them.

I didn’t know if you wanted Headcanons or a Fic so I’m answering with Headcanons! I hope that’s fine with you!

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Bakugou Katsuki + S/O who steals his Sweatpants:

  • At first, he doesn’t really notice since he has sO MANY OF THEM.
  • Bakugou likes activities that make him sweat and they enhance his quirk so sweatpants are a big deal for him.
  • The first time this happens, he’s taking a shower and you’ve been left alone in his room to probe to your heart’s content.
  • His stack of sweatpants just look so comfy so you pull one out and hold it in front of you to see if it would look alright on you maybe you’ll buy a pair for yourself-
  • Except, Bakugou is pretty much finished with his shower and he comes out of the bathroom in just a towel completely shocking you.
  • Your automatic reaction is to shove the sweatpants into your bag and act like nothing happened.
  • Afterwards, you’re waaaay too distracted by Bakugou putting on clothes without flashing you and then hanging out with him.
  • You don’t notice until you get home and pull out the sweatpants.
  • THEY’RE SO COMFY THERE’S NO WAY YOU’RE GIVING IT BACK I MEAN… HE HAS A MILLION OF THESE!!!
  • Who needs to buy sweatpants tbh? That’s what hot boyfriends are for. ;)
  • So how does Bakugou find out? Welllll…
  • It’s one of those lazy days at home when you’re absolutely not about to get up. You’re lying down in the bed when the doorbell rings.
  • You sO do not want to get the door but your parents are out on a weekend trip you couldn’t join them on because of school so you grumpily pull yourself out of bed and fling the door open-
  • “Hey.”
  • “K-Katsuki???”
  • “About time you opened the door. Have you even eaten breakfast, idio-”
  • “Uh, what is it?”
  • “Are those my sweats?”
  • “… yes?”
  • Hahahaha, in your mind you’re just like I am sO FUCKED.
  • Bakugou’s mind is doing terrible things lbh.
  • He honestly thinks you look much better wearing his sweats than he ever did.
  • “I can- I can wash them and give them back-”
  • “No. It’s fine. Keep them.”
  • “Really???”
  • Oh you think he’s doing you a favour? You’re doing him a favour by wearing them. *hums knowingly*
  • He loves when you wear his clothes, it shows that you’re his.
  • He will start volunteering more of his clothes for you to wear but stealthily.
  • “Are you cold?”
  • “I… Katsuki, I still have two of your jackets-”
  • “I’m not going to let my girlfriend get cold just because she hasn’t returned my jackets.”
  • His favourite loaned clothing is a jacket with his name right across the back in big letters like you can’t spell “TAKEN” any better than that.
  • When you ask him why he keeps loaning you his clothes now he’ll just say that you started it. 
  • He will never admit that he just loves you wearing his clothes. Ever.
Wrong Number- Bucky Barnes One Shot

*I lost some imagines, including this one, so it has been reposted*

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Prompt: Clint is asking for a death wish by deciding it would be fun to change all of the contact names in your phone. You call who you believe is Natasha to complain about your “issues” with Bucky, your long-time crush. You’re in for a pleasant surprise when you figure out who the call really went to.

Word Count: 1500

Warning: One swear word (I believe)

A/N: Just because I love shy Bucky (and Sam). Sorry, Bruce/Natasha is implied (but not specifically stated as a romantic relationship). I don’t ship it, I just used it.

~~~

From the day you met Bucky, he ignored you. He only spoke to you when absolutely necessary. In the six months since he’s been in the tower, he has probably said less than ten words to you. Needless to say, you were a bit offended by how standoffish he was towards you. He seemed to gradually open up to everyone else except for you-and Tony, but that was reasonable. What killed you the most was that you had started to develop a crush on the former assassin and he seemed to think of you as nothing more than dirt under his shoes.

You were trained in the Red Room like Natasha and, therefore, no one knew about your crush on him-except for the Black Widow and Wanda. They were your best friends in the tower and you three shared everything from secrets to food to clothing.

Most of the time it was unnoticed when Bucky avoided you by everyone except for you and Steve. Steve and Sam were the only two who knew why Bucky acted the way he did. He was scared of you. The ex-assassin was terrified of how he felt towards you. He believed you were too good for him and saw avoiding you as his only way to get over the “crush”. Of course, that plan didn’t stop Sam from pushing him towards you every once in awhile.

“Where is Barton? I swear I’m going to kill him.” You asked, walking into the kitchen one day. Your phone was in your hand and you were fuming about how a certain someone decided it would be a fun prank to change all of the contact names in your phone.

“I think he’s in the training room.” Sam replied before Steve could speak.

“Thank you.” You spun on your heel and started towards the training room. After you were out of earshot, Steve turned to his friend with an incredulous look on his face.

“Clint’s in the lab.” He said.

“I know, but Bucky’s training. Maybe they will get to talking.” Sam shrugged with a small smirk. Steve rolled his eyes at his friend, praying that Bucky would turn out okay.

~~~

You opened the training room door and the only person in there was Bucky, who was currently hitting a punching bag. Upon hearing the door, he stopped attacking the object and turned to face you. His eyes went wide and he began to search for a way out.

“Bucky, have you seen Barton?” You asked.

“No.” He all but whispered, going to grab his bag.

“Why are you running away from me?” You questioned, stepping in front of the door, blocking his only exit path.

“I’m not.” He mumbled, reaching for the handle. You put all your weight against the door so he couldn’t pull it open.

“You always leave when I’m in the room. Why?” You pestered.

“I don’t.” He said, “Move.”

“Nope. Not until you tell me why you avoid me.”

“Barton’s upstairs in the lab.” Bucky replied.

“More than 10 words. There’s a start.” You stated.

“Please, move.” He ordered. You stepped to the side and let him slip out the door. You left the room as well, making your way into Tony and Bruce’s lab. You entered the room and saw him talking with Tony about his bow.

“Clinton Barton! Fix my phone right now!” You shouted. Instead of chucking your phone at his head, you threw one of the metal wrenches from the table beside you. Clint used his fast reflexes to catch it before it could hit him.

“Someone’s angry.” He teased.

“Fix it. Now.” You demanded, handing him your phone.

“What did you do this time, Legolas?” Tony asked.

“He changed all of my contact names to Pokemon characters and Harry Potter spells.” You replied.

“Nice one.” Tony gave the archer a high five.

“I can’t. I don’t remember their numbers.” Clint simply shrugged, “You’re on your own, princess.”

“Give me your phone then.” You said, snatching your phone back from him.

“No. You’ll screw with it.” He replied.

“Tony, where’s yours?” You asked.

“There’s no way I’m trusting you with my baby.” The billionaire stated.

“I can just list off the numbers I remember.” Clint offered and you agreed, considering he did have a decent memory. You made note to check everything with Natasha when she was back from her lunch with Bruce, Vision, and Wanda.

“Thanks, birdbrain. These better be correct.” You stated, walking out of the room with at least some of the correct contacts.

You were walking down the hallway from the lab to the main area when you saw Bucky headed your way. The moment his eyes met yours, he turned around and hurried off. You groaned at his ridiculousness, vowing to find out why he avoids you. You dealt with your Clint issues today-your Bucky issues could be put off until tomorrow. You sat at the bar in the kitchen, eating an apple when you decided to call Natasha. It rang for a few minutes before listing off the number and going to voicemail.

“Hey, Nat, when are you guys coming back? I’m pretty bored right now without you two. Barton decided to change all my contact names, so I’m having a banner day. I also cornered Bucky about why he won’t talk to me and he said another ten words to me. I swear, I don’t even know why I like him sometimes. Do you know how hard it is to have a crush on someone who avoids you like the plague? It’s unbearable. I wish he’d just man up and talk to me. I’m not that scary, right? Anyways, hurry up and get back here with Wanda. We need more girl talk.” You said, pushing the end button. A minute later, you heard a thud from one of the bedrooms and shouting.

“What the-” you started to wonder aloud, when Sam came sprinting down the stairs, with Bucky chasing after him.

“Y/N, just who I wanted to see-” Sam was cut off by Bucky putting a hand over his mouth.

“Was that you three up there? What was that thud?” You asked, “Please tell me you didn’t break one of Tony’s bedside tables.”

“No, we didn’t. Bucky just needs to talk with you for a moment.” Steve said, casually strolling into the room. Bucky’s phone was in his hands. He pressed a button and your own voice filled the room. It was the voicemail you had just left for Natasha.

“Barton, you little sh*t!” You exclaimed, taking Bucky’s phone and stopping the message before you could hear yourself talk about him. You hoped he hadn’t heard it already, but part of you knew it wasn’t true.

“Bucky, you didn’t happen to hear that beforehand?” You asked, too embarrassed to meet his eyes.

“Yes, he did. He likes you too.” Sam said, but it was completely muffled by Bucky’s hand. Bucky’s face was red and his mouth moved, trying to form words.

“Buck, let go of Sam and we’ll leave you two.” Steve stated. Bucky slowly dropped his hand and Sam made his way to the elevators with Steve.

“Bucky’s in love with you!” Sam called back to you before the doors closed. Bucky stood frozen once more.

“Are we going to talk about it or are you going to continue being a deer in headlights?” You asked, nervously.

“I-I-” Bucky desperately tried to figure out what to say, “I really, really like you, Y/N, and it scares the hell out of me. That’s why I avoided you. You’re not scary-it’s the feelings that are terrifying. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you-I just thought you wouldn’t feel the same about me. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.”

“You don’t need to be scared, Bucky. I like you too, ever since you moved in actually.” You explained.

“Do you want to maybe go out some time?” He looked you in the eyes nervously as he stepped closer to you until he was right in front of you.

“That’d be wonderful.” You replied, reaching your hand out to his and intertwining your fingers together.

“Whoa, what’s happening here?” Natasha exclaimed, walking into the room with Wanda, Vision, and Bruce.

“They appear to be talking.” Vision said. There was a hint of confusion in his voice since you and Bucky had never really talked.

“Aw, did he finally ask you out?” Wanda asked, her eyes growing wide in hope. You bashfully nodded, glancing down at your connected hands.

“We leave for one afternoon and you get a date. We need to leave more often.” Natasha said to Wanda, “Where are the others? Clint’s going to be so excited. We’ve been shipping you two for ages.”

“That reminds me. I have an archer to kill-for real this time.” You stated, letting go of Bucky’s hand and storming off towards the lab.

anonymous asked:

concept: keith's middle name starts with the letter E, making his initials KEK. lance thinks this is the funniest shit he has ever seen in his life

I’ve compiled some possibilities by googling ‘very white middle names’ and ‘popular Texan boy names’ because I’m operating off the assumption that Texas Kogane chose the middle name. Here’s my list:

  • Keith Edgerton Kogane
  • Keith Emory Kogane
  • Keith Emmett Kogane
  • Keith Ethan Kogane
    • … Keithan
  • Keith Elijah Kogane
  • Keith Eric Kogane

Pidge: So your initials really, actually, spell out KEK?

Keith: Yeah.

Pidge & Lance: (look at each other) Pfffffffft.

Keith: What’s so funny??

Lance: Nothing! Nothing. … Kek.


But anon, wait! I also propose to you… Keith Isaac Kogane.

Lance: Hey, you got a kik? ;)

Keith:

the-lil-potato  asked:

Can you do Chat Noir with 5A and Marinette with 5C?(p.s. I LOVE your art, you are very talented)

“Mari.. is that.. is that… yoUR NEW DOG OH MAN MARI Y DIDNT U TELL ME U GOT A PET”

(awww thank you~~ Im happy you like my art!! (even tho they can be quite messy sometimes ^^;;))