they need you and your happy spirit

What I love most about The Greatest Showman soundtrack is how passionate every song is.

You put on Come Alive, This is Me, From Now On and you feel your spirits lifting and like you’re ready to take on the world.

You feel the love, desperation, and longing between Anne and Phillip in Rewrite the Stars

Charity’s dedication and love to her husband in Tightrope.

You are Jenny Lind performing to adoring crowds in Never Enough.

The Greatest Show…they are so happy performing You feel that everything they ever wanted and needed is right there in that circus with each other.

Talk to me.

Explain it to me

Like you reason with yourself

Use words to touch my body

And replace your happy

With my vices

Because I like words

Obscure and free

The kind that leaves you

With an undesirable need

To concede it’s veiled spirit

Cleanse your mind

With literary and idiocy

And wish for our soul

To Intertwine

With our lust to dislike.

WHY YOU SHOULD BE PROUD OF YOUR SIGN
  • Aries: You play all the time, and you play to win. You are a cheerful and a happy person but god help the ones who do you wrong or the ones you love. You know how to party and you know how to have fun. You always give great compliments. You have a great body and great physical looks. Your smile is sexy and your laughter is even sexier. NOW, START LOVING YOURSELF AND YOUR SIGN.
  • Taurus: You have an impeccable taste for literally everything, you are the biggest hedonist out there and you simply know how to live. And you love life itself which comes in many forms. You have a cheerful spirit, intriguing mentality and even a greater heart. You are capable of putting up with so much shit and staying sane, haters can just stay jealous. You have the power to crack the earth in two when you witness negativity and you will. NOW, START LOVING YOURSELF AND YOUR SIGN.
  • Gemini: Your intelligence, style and communication skills know no borders. You are always the funny one, and even while some people might think that you're a drama queen or a double-faced attention whore, you just know that it isn't true. And you don't fight them but you let them learn it themselves that you're not a double-faced backstabber who hurts people for fun. You just love supporting people and making their lives better. NOW, START LOVING YOURSELF AND YOUR SIGN.
  • Cancer: You are literally one of the sweetest experiences one could ever have. You can teach people a lot, and you can stay strong through a lot of shit in your life. You are pure, innocent, loving and caring. You give the best hugs out there and you know how to satisfy people. You are full of positivity and you always put people's needs before yours. You can stand up and keep an insanely happy face even you're being torn apart inside. You are strong and you are one of the most sensitive people out there, which makes you really strong. NOW, START LOVING YOURSELF AND YOUR SIGN.|
  • Leo: You have this cheerful spirit and you radiate with alluring energy. People might accuse you of wanting to be the center of attention but you deserve to be the center of attention because you are special and you know what you're capable of. You just want to assure people that you're a person who's capable of many things and you can lead yourself and people to greatness. You are a natural born supporter and you simply know how to make people's lives better. NOW, START LOVING YOURSELF AND YOUR SIGN.
  • Virgo: You are really a person who's great in many spheres of life. You're deep. People might accuse you of being overcritical and a perfectionist, but don't let them bring you down. Yes, you are critical and you are a perfectionist but that's because you just want everything to be alright. You suffer from tons of anxiety when you want to achieve something but believe me, it will pay off. Just stay strong and don't listen to people who say that you're very silent and unsuccessful because you have the potential to surpass them all. You are a great thinker, a very intelligent person and you are one of the biggest go-getters out there. Stay strong and you will succeed in whatever it is you want. You know how to fix people's problems and you are born to help. NOW, START LOVING YOURSELF AND YOUR SIGN.
  • Libra: You are a person who radiates with positive energy. You are a beacon of happiness and you are one of the most creative people out there. You know how to care for people and you know how to love. God damn it, you have impeccable style and you know how to dress. You are appealing and both your physical and mental beauty are dominant when you enter a room of new people. You are a big, big person with even a bigger heart than your body and you know how to give people an advice. Those pieces of advice you give, often fix people's problems. You are beautiful. You are admirable. You are capable of many things and you know how to get shit done. NOW, START LOVING YOURSELF AND YOUR SIGN.
  • Scorpio: You are a person who's capable of many things. People usually think that you're too intense, childish, evil and vengeful but you're not. You just know how to have fun and you love making people's lives better. You are a master of telling jokes. Your eyes can penetrate deep inside a person's soul and see the sadness inside that person. And you will help that person. You help people on a daily basis, even if they don't see it. Most of the time you are very sad and you suffer inside because you think that people don't see what you've done for them, and that is okay. But believe me, they do see what you've done for them. And if anyone wrongs you or a person you love, you can avenge yourself or that person you love. Many people think that you're cruel and unforgiving but that's not true. Don't listen to the stereotypes for Scorpios and focus on being a good person. You forgive endlessly, you just don't like showing your emotions because people might manipulate you or use them against you, so you might do some things (which you will later regret) just because you don't want to seem weak. But that's how you protect yourself. Don't worry about others' opinions, you're a great person, filled with positivity. NOW, START LOVING YOURSELF AND YOUR SIGN.
  • Sagittarius: You are a person who cares about everyone. You are not bitchy and nervous, it's just that you are sick of people doing mistakes which they will later regret. You are a born teacher and you are born to lead people into a new, better world. People need to start listening to your pieces of advice because the pieces of advice you give are priceless. You are not extreme and you are not impulsive because you want to be, you do it because you want to prove others that you're a good person and a person who honestly and sincerely cares about everything. You often suffer from anxiety and insomnia, but it's because you are a very intelligent person and your mind works a lot faster than other people's. You come off as a person whom everyone thinks that hates emotions and doesn't know how to feel, but, believe me, you know how to feel. You just can't stand it when people don't live just and you are born to fix the mistakes of yours and of other people's. NOW, START LOVING YOURSELF AND YOUR SIGN.
  • Capricorn: You are a deeply caring person but you don't show it as most people do. Others will think that you're unfeeling and cold-blooded because of the way you show your emotions and because of your silent nature, but you are not emotionless. You are a person who cares a lot about your and other people's future. You are not materialistic and money-oriented, you are a person who is concerned with your and other people's well-being, so you work your ass off because you know where you might end up one day. Don't let people pick with you or underestimate you because you are a very sensitive and emotional person who knows how to support people and lead them to happiness. You will be made fun of, you will be insulted, you will be hated and you will be fought but you should know that you shouldn't give up of spreading positivity and working hard to achieve your goals. Don't let negative people stop you and bring you down. Learn that you are a person who knows how to function. You are not dull, as most people think. But let them think because you needn't carry about negative people's irrelevant opinions because you know who you are, and you are not dull. You are a very interesting, funny and creative person. You are a great friend, parent, partner and a lover. NOW, START LOVING YOURSELF AND YOUR SIGN.
  • Aquarius: You are an open-minded person and your intelligence is really great. You are a very understanding person and you know how to have fun. You lead people into great adventures which might seem risky, but you do it for the sake of fun. Best memories always come from great experiences, and you know how to make people experience things. You are not limited and detached as most people think, you are a person who just thinks rationally for your and the lives for the people around you. You are not argumentative as everyone thinks, you are debatable. There's a difference. You love learning and debating, you just seem argumentative because you're passionate for debates and learning new things. You are not a weirdo or a freak, you're an eccentric person. There's a difference. You are a great friend. NOW, START LOVING YOURSELF AND YOUR SIGN.
  • Pisces: You are one of the most insightful people out there and you simply know everything, because you feel everything. you have the gift of unlimited and uncontrollable emotions, which might sometimes take advantage of you but I assure you that you have the ability to control your emotions. You are one of the most intelligent people out there. You are very beautiful, both physically and mentally. You are a natural born philosopher and you're the deepest person there is. You are not weak just because you are hurt or triggered easily, you are strong and powerful beyond limits because you experience everything both with your heart, soul and mind. You absorb people's feelings and you absorb information like a sponge. You are capable of many things. No matter your easygoing, sweet, cheerful or introverted nature, you are one of the best fighters out there and you always win no matter what, because you stubbornly go to extremes and you have the ability to go to the end of the universe and back, if it's required of you to get what you want. You fight till the very end and you know how to sit on the throne. Despite most people's (stupid) opinion, you are not a wallflower. You are a natural born leader who just seems dreamy and lost most of the time but that's because you're very intelligent and you think like no-one else does. When the topic of a conversation is brought, I bet you've already been overthinking about it. You can put up with so much shit and you can go through everything, you can run through hell and fly through heaven in order to achieve your goals. You are not weak, you're just a person with the most intense emotions out there. Learn to control things and you will be unstoppable. When someone hurts you or someone you love, you will turn into a giant shark and every unjust person will feel the ocean's wrath. You are not weak because you're a forgiving person, you are just one level above all those haters and you actually understand why people made those mistakes, and that's why you forgive - when you forgive. NOW, START LOVING YOURSELF AND YOUR SIGN.

 “I don’t want to abandon one work for the other, and I don’t think I need to sacrifice anything to put my all into either one of them” - Aaliyah Dana Haughton (January 16, 1979 - August 25, 2001)

Happy 39th Birthday, Aaliyah! In your 39 years of life that marks today, you’ve still managed to touch the hearts of people all over the globe with your soft legacy and gifted spirit. You are an inspiration to many people including myself. You are a light that continues to shine all around the world and you have definitely made your mark leaving us with nothing but proudness on your success. You’ve brought so many countless moments of joy and happiness over the years as your music, fashion and legacy still manages to unites the world. Till this day it still doesn’t sit well with me on how you’re not here to see how much you’re still loved by us fans and family. But one day we’ll reunite with you again with that beautiful old smile, long hair and the voice of a hummingbird, I know your blessed spirit will be watching over as we celebrate you today!!

Thank you so much just for being you and giving us young girls the confidence to be the best and work the best that you can. We love you and miss you so much BabyGirl!
♥ Rest In Paradise. 

Witchy Ways to Care for Yourself

Witchcraft does not, in any way, replace the medication, the therapy, or the doctors that you may need. Get proper care if you have any health problems!


Witchy things you can do to provide yourself with peace and spiritual care:

  • Cleanse and clean your space regularly.
  • Ground
  • Meditate
  • Sit down to reflect and think
  • Offer gratitude to any spirits, deities, elements, etc. that you work with.
  • Spend time in nature
  • Get some sleep to let yourself recharge and rest
  • Think positive thoughts as much as possible
  • Create a sigil that has a “healing”  “self care”  “positive thinking” meaning to scatter around you.
  • Create a positive chant to say to yourself when you need some positivity.
  • Create your own tea blend to calm and offer you comfort.
  • Get a plant that you connect with. Whenever you are feeling down care for it, whether you are watering it, fertilizing it, singing to it, or reciting poetry to it. Name it. Provide it with the happiness that you are lacking.  
  • Provide yourself with a playlist or soundtrack to play when you need to calm down and unwind.
  • Create your own daily rituals to help keep you grounded. 
  • Drink a cup of tea.
  • Send thanks and say good morning to the sun when you wake up and wish the moon goodnight before you fall asleep.  
  • Garden
  • Carry rose quartz, citrine, and tigers eye with you to boost your self esteem and self confidence. 
  • Take a moment to BREATH
  • Journal
  • Carry a crystal that you take favor to and feel familiar with.
  • Turn off all the electronics in your room. Lights, cellphone, laptop,ect. Light some candles and write in your grimoire or read a book.
  • Create a self care jar and add herbs and crystals with self-care type correspondences. Leave it somewhere that you can see it. Charge it with good intentions so whenever you look at it, it brings you a small bit of happiness. 
  • Look up at the stars.
  • Talk to the moon.
  • Take a long bath and add lavender to calm yourself. Maybe light some candles as well.
  • Connect and spend time with your tarot deck, familiar, magick tools, etc.
  • Make something magickal whether you cook or craft it. But let it come from the heart.
  • Do some yoga.
  • Exercise
  • Cloud watch

Do not forget to take your prescribed medication, it was prescribed to you for a reason.

May the moon light your path!

==Moonlight Academy==

Dandelion-Lavender-Rose Iced Tea 🌹🌼🥃

Items needed:

- Heat
- Strainer
- A Pot of Water
- A Pitcher full of Ice
- Sugar
- Fresh Dandelion: Promotes Psychic Powers, Cleansing, Spirit-Tuning
- Lavender: Happiness, Love, Peace
- Rose: Protection, Anti-Curse, Attracting Positivity

Steps:

Wash off your fresh dandelions with cold water in the strainer. Then, add the fresh dandelion, lavender, and rose petals to the pot of water and bring to a rolling boil. Let boil for ~ 2 more minutes, or until your intuition says it is finished decocting.

Turn off the heat, and let the tea sit for about 7-10 minutes to cool. If your pitcher is plastic, you don’t want to melt it.

Once cooled, pour the tea over ice into your pitcher. Straining is optional depending on whether your iced tea pitcher already has a strainer or not. Keep in mind, the herbs will sink to the bottom and the ice to the top (that’s how i like it). Add four spoonfuls of sugar, and pop it in the fridge for about an hour!

Enjoy!~

I know what you’re thinking – “didn’t you make the last one of these like 6 months ago??? it’s taken you this long to do the next one?” Yes. You are correct. I’ve had it sitting in my notebook to post and here we are, finally, posting the next one. My previous one (you can find it here) was a theme of “I appear more masculine” and this one will be the contrary and be based around “I appear more feminine”. (I would also like to thank the group of lovely people I consulted with, ages ago.)

In addition, many of these things are equally helpful for people trying to appear more masculine or dealing with dysphoria.

 So let’s get started! 

“I appear more feminine”

SPELL JAR – by myself 

sea salt - protection
basil - protection, dispels fear, confusion and weakness
black pepper - courage
geranium - overcoming negative thoughts & attitudes, lifting spirits, protection & happiness
jasmine - femininity & softness
rose - femininity & softness
catnip - beauty & happiness  

Focus your intent for each and every layer, say your intent out loud (even over and over) if it helps! Meditate and focus your whole purpose for the jar, cork and seal it (I have a simple tutorial how to do so here). Don’t forget to stick it in the moonlight to charge it if you feel like it needs a kick!


SIGILS

I am confident in my gender
+ This is a trans safe space
+ I am not misgendered

Confidence in your gender expression
Protection for trans and intersex people
“Shapeshift” sigil for trans glamours
I Control My Dysphoria
Dysphoria be gone
Protection from dysphoria and transphobia
My pronouns are respected and used consistently 
Increased Femininity 
I am full of femininity 


GLAMOURS & SPELLS

Confidence Mirror Spell
Protection Spell for Coming Out As Trans
Magic Clothing
Glamour to Prevent Misgendering
Voice Dysphoria Glamour
Dysphoria Bottle
Gender Clarity Spell


ADDITIONAL

A Word of Advice for Transwomen – a helpful post!


I hope this was helpful. Please let me know what else you’d like to see LGBTQ wise for this series. 

You can find my other original posts here if you’re interested. 

I love y’all and I hope you are having a great day! 

1. Losing people hurts. Friends, lovers, soul mates. You will cry into your pillow and lose sleep, and your eyes will hurt more than ever. Don’t let it affect you so much, you will be okay. Your heart is learning to love and forgive and so is your brain.

2. Eat that pasta you want but don’t just sit back and eat three more plates. If you want that ice cream bar eat it but don’t go crazy on sweets. You deserve a healthy body along with your mind and spirit but you don’t need to keep yourself away from the things you love.

3. Take a shower. Wash your body with hot water and wash your hair with cold. Make your bed and spray lemon scent perfume on your pillows that you stole out of your mom’s bathroom. It’ll help you breathe and sleep better, you’ll have better dreams too.

4. Don’t rely on other people as your happiness. If they make you happy that’s great but what about when they leave? Have your hobbies as your happiness, or even yourself. Be a whole person on your own.

5. Don’t be so hard on yourself. Do you know how many things you have survived and gotten through? You are a brave person and you shouldn’t be so rough and hurtful. You are a piece of art.

6. Don’t focus too much on outer beauty. Those stretch marks don’t make you ugly, neither do your bruises and marks. It shows you’ve been through life and have experienced many things that tied themselves to your body to tag along in life with you.

7. Don’t just wait around for something to happen. Go out there and make it happen and face scary things you would have ran from in the past.

8. Most importantly dance and love and
live and thrive. There is beauty within the ugly and the light will always outshine the dark. You only get one shot at this life, how do you want to spend it?

—  Tips from Blossite Part 2
Unappreciated

Note: hi sweetie! i’m sorry this took a while! i hope you like it! i’m sorry it’s long. i love all feedback! feel free to leave a comment! ♥ .c

Request: Hiii :) I really enjoy your writing and I just wanted to ask if you could do a Bucky imagine where he doesn’t notice her and treats her badly, despite the fact that she does so much for him and he takes her for granted and he only realizes how much he needs her when she gets terribly hurt. Thank you so much 💖



It all started when the super soldier moved into the tower. You couldn’t help but want to get to know him better, though you’ve heard a lot from people in the city streets and the News. But you knew he was more than a Hydra experiment, a brainwashed man who had no choice in the matter, he needed help and you wanted to make his life all the more better.

You were always extremely nice and it took a lot for someone to bring your spirits down, you wanted to help everyone be happy and be okay. Though you knew people needed time and space, they would always come to you for a shoulder to cry on.

Which is why you ended up being there for Bucky; you knew he needed that. You always welcomed him in the mornings with breakfast and a small note containing an uplifting quote. He wouldn’t say anything, he would just give you a tight lipped smile and shut his door in your face. You would shrug it off and tell yourself he wasn’t a morning person.


You were in the kitchen, bright and early, getting Bucky’s breakfast ready. It was nearing 8am and he usually gets up at this time, so you were hoping to get everything done on time. You decided to go with bacon, eggs, grits, and toast. You heard footsteps approaching as you were flipping over the fried eggs, having finished with the grits and bacon already.

You turned with a smile to see Steve and Sam groggily walking in, their pajamas wrinkled and their hair all crazy. “You still make Barnes breakfast?” Sam asked through a rather long yawn. You giggled and nodded. “Yeah, of course!” You said with a chipper attitude. Steve shoved his muscular body onto a stool at the kitchen island, resting his head on his hand.

You turned back to the food and finally got everything ready on a plate and a tray. “Y/N, you’ve done this for like 5 months.” Steve commented as you started to write down an uplifting quote. You shrugged and set the corner of the note under his cup of black coffee. “So?” You asked with a small smile. Steve sighed and shook his head.

Without another word, you slipped off your apron and headed to the elevator, humming as you made your way to Bucky’s room. You walked down the hallway and suddenly Bucky’s door opened, his body leaning against the door frame. You smiled and wiggled your finger at Bucky as he met your eyes. “Hey, Bucky! How’d you sleep?” You asked, walking over to him.

Bucky looked at the tray and nodded. “Fine. This all?” Bucky asked, pointing at the tray. It was a good bit of food you thought. “Oh, did-did you need more?” You asked, your eyebrows raised. Bucky’s eyes lingered on your face before he took the tray from you. “No, this is fine. See ya!” Bucky said before walking back into his room, leaving his door slightly cracked.

You bit your lip as you tapped your fingers against your thighs, slightly peeking into his room. He sat down at his desk and picked up the note you left. “The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places. Ernest Hemingway.” Bucky mumbled. You smiled but it slightly faltered as you watched him scoff and crumble the note, throwing it away.

You sighed and walked away with a shrug, leaving Bucky to enjoy his meal.


You were in the laundry room now, having picked up Bucky’s basket of clean clothes. You picked up on doing his laundry after helping him clean up after a mission. He didn’t seem to mind, so you continued doing it. You tossed his clothes in the basket so you could fold them in his room.

With a smile, you skipped out of the room and bumped into the man himself. “Oof!” You huffed, stumbling back, thankfully having a good grip on the basket. Bucky caught your arm before you could fall and you giggled. “Sorry! I didn’t see you coming.” You said, a light blush dusting your cheeks. Bucky cleared his throat and looked down at the basket. “It’s all good. These done?” Bucky asked with a dull tone.

You nodded energetically. “Yep! I can fold them if you want.” You offered with a smile. Bucky shook his head. “I got it this time.” Bucky said as he took the basket from your hands. He turned and left, stalking off down the hallway. You watched after him, seeing his tense back muscles. Following after him, you rounded the corner just fast enough to run into the elevator.

Bucky moved a little away from you as if to give you more space. You smiled up at him. “I couldn’t help but notice you look a little tense.” You said softly, stepping towards Bucky. He looked down at you with furrowed eyebrows. “And?” He snapped, taking you aback. “Oh, um, well, I was just going to offer a back massage.” You said a little softer now.

And that’s how you ended up sitting butt on butt on top of Bucky, your hands digging into his back muscles. Groan after groan fell from his lips and you smiled. “Feeling better?” You asked, circling your thumbs into a tight knot just below his shoulder blade. Bucky made a grunting noise in response.

You continued for a few more minutes and rubbed in some soothing essential oils into his skin before climbing off of him. He sat up and stretched. “That was amazing, wow.” Bucky said, a small smile spreading on his lips. You capped your oils and smiled. “I’ll see you around.” Bucky said as he slipped his shirt back on.

You watched him leave his bedroom and you stood there awkwardly. Bucky never thanked you for things like this and it was starting to get to you. You do this to make him feel better and it clearly does that for him, but he never shows gratitude. Bucky just leaves and comes back for this special treatment.

A sigh fell from your lips and small hint of sadness started to hit you. You shook it off with a smile and left Bucky’s room to do some other things on your to-do list.


A few days had passed and you still do the same things for Bucky. You recently started to comfort him during the night when he has nightmares. It was hard to see him writhing around, screaming at the top of his lungs, begging for his life. You couldn’t help but…help him.

You rushed into Bucky’s room and saw his large body squirming around, broken screams and strangled cries coming from his mouth. It broke your heart to see him like this. You knelt on his bed and rested your hand on his shoulder. His skin was burning and sweaty as he thrashed around. “Bucky, it’s okay. Please, wake up!” You said softly, brushing his hair off of his sticky forehead.

It took a little coaxing but he shot up, almost knocking his head against yours. Bucky breathed heavily, his eyes searching for the danger he thought he was in. After seeing he was safe, he looked at you. Before you could ask if he was alright, he pulled you into his body. “Shh, you’re okay.” You whispered as he cried into your shoulder.

Bucky held onto you and you rubbed his head, your arms wrapped around him. “I promise you’re safe, Bucky.” You whispered soothingly. He hesitantly nodded and sighed into you. His arms held you closer as he continued to calm down. “That’s it.” You softly praised Bucky, his hands releasing their tight hold on your shirt.

You held him close and whispered soothing things in his ear, gently stroking his hair. Bucky clung to you, his breathing coming to a smooth rhythm. “Please, stay.” You barely heard Bucky mumble, his face nuzzled into your chest. “I will.” You whispered back, holding him tightly as you both fell asleep.


Bucky woke up with you draped across his chest, your breathing steady and soft, the little air coming from your nose tickling his skin. His heart fluttered as he stared at your face, peacefulness resting on your features. Bucky reached his hand to your face, outlining the curve of your jaw. The twitch of your lips made him feel something he’s never felt before. And boy did it scare him.

Bucky suddenly pulled out of your hold and stood out of his bed quickly, startling you out of your sleep. You groaned and rubbed the sleep from your eyes, sitting up in Bucky’s bed. “Bucky?” You asked, yawning into your hand. “Get out.” Bucky rasped, slipping on a clean shirt. His previous shirt was discarded on his floor from his body sweating him out.

You looked at him, concern all over your face. “What?” You questioned, moving his blankets off of you. Bucky was breathing heavily and he turned to you. “Why do you help me? Why do you do things for me?” Bucky asked, raking his hand through his hair. You smiled a little. “I just want you to-” “-to be happy? To get better?” Bucky finished your sentence. He scoffed and shook his head.

You stood to your feet and walked over to Bucky slowly. You reached out to hold his arm but he jerked it away, his eyes looking into yours. “Y/N, stop! Just go! I don’t need you!” Bucky yelled at your face, causing you to flinch. The wave of sadness hit you again, twice as much this time. You frowned and retracted your outreached hand, your fingers trembling.

Bucky turned his back to you and you backed away from him, leaving his room. What was wrong with him? What did you do? You thought helping him and showing kindness towards him would get him to open up to you. You didn’t know it was making things worse. He never thanked you for anything and you let it go, excusing his ungratefulness as just having a wall built up.

You swallowed the lump in your throat and went your room, locking yourself in there to get ready for the day. You sat on your balcony a little while later and looked out at the cloudy sky. The city below was busy as ever and you usually felt happy watching the people far below, but now, you didn’t feel it.

Your lip quivered the longer you thought about this morning. You just wanted to help him and make him look forward to something nice in the mornings and during the day. The quotes were to help him realize he’s not as weak and broken as he thinks.

A knock at your door pulled you from your thoughts and you sighed, walking into your bedroom. You opened your door and saw Steve standing there in his suit. “Hey-wait, what’s wrong?” Steve asked quickly, seeing your watery eyes. You’ve never cried in front of the team, and you never did at all, really. It took a lot for you to get like this and Bucky did it so easily.

Steve stuck his shield to his back and held your shoulders. “Y/N, talk to me.” Steve pleaded, his blue eyes searching yours. You took a deep breath and swallowed thickly. “Bucky, he-he just got angry this morning. I-I heard him having a nightmare last night so I did what I do best and helped him. He shot out of bed and yelled for me to get out.” You explained, holding in the sob  that wanted to desperately escape.

You sniffled and Steve bent to give you a tight hug. “You’ve done so much for him, Y/N. He still needs time.“ Steve said quietly. You nodded, your arms around his neck. “He’s never shown any gratitude. I figured he just needed that shell to break.” You said, your voice shaking. Steve sighed and pulled away from you. “I’ll talk to him.” Steve said as his frown deepened.

You shook your head quickly, “No, don’t worry about it.” You sniffled again. “Is there a mission?” You asked as your eyes fell to his suit again. Steve slapped his hand against his forehead. “Shoot! Yeah, I need you for guard duty. Nat is coming along to gather information.” Steve explained as you listened closely.

After suiting up and pushing your thoughts about Bucky aside, you walked out of your room and gathered around the team in the common room.

“This should be really easy, you know what to do.” Tony said, speaking to Steve. The others wished you good luck, all except Bucky. He was off to the side, arms crossed and brows creased. He looked troubled, almost like he wanted to say something. You glanced over at him and his eyes met yours, only to flicker away.

You sighed and Nat walked over to you, linking her arm with yours. “Steve told me what happened. I need you to focus, okay?” Nat whispered, her eyes soft. You nodded and swallowed the lump in your throat. “I know.” You said softly.

Steve finished talking with Tony and you all set out on the mission. It took about 4 hours to get there and you had to walk down a wooded trail to get to the base. You were crouched down with Steve and Nat, guns aimed with silencers. “Ready.” Steve said, cocking his gun. You all had to take out the guards out front, so you readied your gun and aimed for any guard you laid eyes on.

You took them down in record time and slowly made your way to the base. Steve kicked in the door and you shot down a guard inside, watching his body instantly fall to the ground. “Okay, Nat you know what to do. I’m right beside you.“ Steve said, leaving you outside to keep watch.

You looked around, keeping your eyes focused and your gun ready. You could hear Steve and Natasha fighting throughout the base in your comm, grunts and hits coming from them. Still looking around the area, you noticed a small movement in the woods in front of you. Your heart jumped in your chest as you slowly held your gun up, scanning the area.

Steve grunted into your comm and you heard Nat yelling curse words. “Y/N! We need you in here!” Steve yelled, his shielding ricocheting off a wall, hitting a guard. Before you replied, you quickly scanned the area once more, hoping it was just an animal you saw rustling in the woods. “I’m coming.” You responded, retreating backwards and turning into the building.

As you walked down the hallways that was covered with dead bodies, you listened for your teammates. “Where are you guys?” You asked, stopping as you approached another hallway. “Take the stairs,we’re on the second floor,” Steve grunted loudly, “There’s a lot more guards than we thought!” Steve called out, gunshots ringing through your comm.

You quickly ran to the door that held the staircase behind it and made your way up, hoping you got there in time. You could hear Steve and Natasha yelling, their weapons going off. “Guys, I’m almost there!” You yelled, keeping a tight grip on your gun. You finally reached the top of the stairs and rounded to the second floor.

You immediately started shooting at any enemy you laid your eyes on. Steve was going to hand to hand with a guard, his shield stuck in the concrete wall. You quickly glanced at Natasha after shooting two more guards down. She used her signature move on one guard and round house kicked another, knocking them both out cold.

A guard to your left aimed his gun at you and you were able to shoot him first, the bullet piercing through his chest. “Nice!” Steve yelled, a smile on his face. He twisted the guards neck and sighed out, pulling his shield from the wall. Natasha finished off the guards around her and you looked around, seeing all of the lifeless bodies.

You wiped your brow and took a deep breath. “Okay, now that that’s over, there should be a vault in the room.” Natasha said, her boots clicking as she walked towards the door, moving around the bodies. 

Steve didn’t lie when he said there were a lot more than they thought. Nat kicked open the door, holding her gun up. “All clear.” She said into her comm. Steve joined her in the room, helping her open the safe.

Putting your gun in your holster, you crossed your arms, waiting for Steve and Nat to finish. A deep chuckle came from behind you, making your heart jump. You whipped around just in time to feel a bullet pierce through your abdomen. You gasped, looking down at the blood starting to pour out of you. “Y/N!” You heard Steve and Nat yell, Steve taking the guard down.

You fell to your knees and the two rushed over to you, Steve grasping hold of your body before you fell onto the floor. “Shit!” Nat yelled, holstering her gun. 

You were breathing heavily, though every breath you took made your body ache and the pain worsen. “St-Steve.” You winced, squeezing your eyes shut. Applying pressure to your wound, Steve rushed you out of the room.

Steve was yelling at Nat to call Bruce, to tell him you need him as soon as you land. “Y/N, you have to stay awake!” Steve yelled, shaking you lightly enough to make your eyes peel open. You felt Nat’s hand putting more pressure on your wound and looked down, your bodysuit a dark color from the blood. The pain was unbearable, the last thing you heard was Nat and Steve calling your name.


The jet landed and Steve carried you out, meeting Bruce on the roof with a gurney. “She-Bruce, please.” Steve sobbed as he looked down at your pale face. You looked lifeless, just like the enemies you had taken out. “I’ll take care of her.” Bruce assured Steve, quickly rolling your body away.

Nat took a deep breath as they walked into the elevator after Bruce had wheeled you inside and took it down to the medic room. “She can’t die.” Steve’s body shook with another sob and Nat looked up at him, her own eyes threatening to spill with tears. “She won’t. Not Y/N.” Nat whispered, scared her voice would break her tough facade.

The two walked into the common room and met with the others. “Hey! You’re back!” Sam cheered but stopped when he looked at Steve and Nat’s faces. “What happened?” Tony asked, taking his glasses off. “Whose blood is that?” Clint asked, causing Steve and Nat to look at your blood on their hands. Wanda stepped forward. “Where’s Y/N?” She asked nervously. Bucky entered the room and noticed how quiet it was. “What, did someone die or something?” He asked jokingly.

Bucky looked at Steve, his smile dropping. Bucky took in everyone’s scared expressions. He looked around for you, but he knew something was wrong when he didn’t see your bright and beautiful smile greeting him like you always did. 

“Wait, where’s Y/N?” Bucky asked, feeling his heart starting to beat fast. Steve shook his head and tried to speak, but nothing came out. Steve looked at his bloody hands again and his lip trembled. Bucky gasped, his eyes falling to Steve’s hands. “No. She’s-Steve, don’t do that to me.” Bucky said, shaking his head, his knees feeling weak.

Nat walked over to Bucky and looked at him sadly. “Bucky, she got shot. Bruce is taking care of her now.” Nat explained as best she could, her voice shaking. Bucky noticed the blood on her hands too as tears filled his eyes. “If this is-is some sort of sick joke.“ Bucky choked out, a lump forming in his throat.

Steve sniffled and shook his head. “Buck, it’s not.” Steve said, looking at Bucky as flashbacks played throughout his mind. “Stop! She can’t-FUCK!” Bucky yelled in the all too quiet room. Bucky rushed out, walking straight towards the elevator. All he could think about was you, the whole time you were gone, Bucky thought of how badly he had treated you.

He knew he took you for granted, he didn’t realize how much you did for him until you left his room after he made you leave. He never knew how much you actually meant to him. Bucky wanted to apologize and tell you how he felt when he woke up next to you and he hoped it wouldn’t be too late.

The elevator stopped and Bucky ran out, his feet carrying him down the hallway. He could hear a heart monitor going off and he ran up to the large window, seeing Bruce stitching you up. There was blood all over his gloves and a bit around your stitches. Bloody tissues filled the small trashcan beside Bruce’s feet and it made Bucky’s heart clench.

Your body was still and it scared Bucky. It scared him because he realized he did need you. You tried so hard to make Bucky feel something, feel happy, feel better, feel…loved. Bucky’s tears fell, his chest rising up and down heavily and fast as he watched Bruce finish up.

Bucky knew you’d be okay now, but he just couldn’t help but feel like the biggest piece of crap because of how he made you feel before you left. He realized his mistake and he desperately wanted to make it better.

Bruce turned to see Bucky looking through the glass window and waved him to come inside. Bucky took a deep breath after wiping his tears away. He took slow steps, afraid his presence alone would cause more damage. Bruce watched closely as Bucky walked toward your body. His eyes took in your current state and he felt even more guilty.

Bruce was writing down information on his clipboard and he sighed softly. “She should be awake soon. The medicine I gave her wears off in just enough time.” Bruce told Bucky, watching him grasp your hand gently. Bucky nodded slowly, his eyes on your closed ones. He reached up to your face, his finger caressing along your jawline like he did this morning.

Deciding to give you two a bit of privacy, Bruce quietly exited the room and left to notify the others on how you’re doing. Bucky took a shaky breath before speaking. “Y/N, I’m so sorry.” Bucky whispered, his eyes filling with tears again. “I was so horrible to you.” He choked out.

He saw your eyelids flutter before slowly starting to open. His heart skipped in his chest and he rubbed your cheek with the pad of his thumb. “That’s it, Doll. Come back to me, please.” Bucky whispered. You squinted your eyes a tad at the bright lights and Bucky moved closer, blocking it for you.

You groaned and tried to sit up, not aware of the stitches in your abdomen. Bucky held you down gently. “Y/N, don’t move.” He spoke softly. You relaxed again and licked your dry lips. You sighed and looked up at Bucky. “Why are you here?” You asked rather coldly, not meaning to, though you didn’t apologize. 

Bucky sighed and frowned at your sourness towards him. He was used to you being sweet, but he reckoned he ruined that for good. “I know you might hate me now, but I realized something after, you know..” Bucky trailed off, staring down at you. Your heart sank as you took in his watery and puffy eyes. He had been crying and it was probably because of you.

You watched Bucky’s lip tremble and you reached your hand up to hold his that was still resting on your cheek. “I’m sorry I never appreciated you.” Bucky said, his words holding more than he led on. You knew what he meant and you nodded gently. “I’m sorry if I was too much. I won’t do it anymore.” You whispered, letting your hand fall from Bucky’s.

Bucky nodded gently. “I don’t mind if you don’t want to do things for me anymore. But I do want you to keep trying with me. Y/N, I-I need you.” Bucky said, a sob wracking through his body. Your eyes lifted to Bucky’s and you furrowed your eyebrows. “You what?” You asked, not believing what Bucky just said.

Your heart started racing as Bucky bent down, slowly leaning in to press his lips to yours. You gasped before kissing him back, your hand reaching up to rest on the back of his head. Your heart monitor started beeping faster and Bucky pulled away, a smile on his face. “I said I need you. I was wrong before, so so wrong.” Bucky whispered, leaning his forehead against yours.

A smile formed on your lips in return and you giggled. “I’ll always be here, Bucky.” You said, your hand resting on his cheek. Bucky sniffled and kissed your forehead. “I want to take care of you until you get better.” Bucky said, raising up so he could look at your bandage. You gently sighed and frowned. “But I-” Bucky shushed you. “Y/N, you’ve done so much for me.” Bucky said, holding onto your hand.

You nodded and smiled at Bucky, your happiness fluttering back into your chest.

Note: TBH I THINK THIS SUCKS BUT YET I THINK IT’S REALLY CUTE .c

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✨An Altar to Yourself ✨

Feeling especially down or inadequate about something? Not sure where to currently go in terms of your practice? Then, why not dedicate an altar to yourself? If you are anything like me, you began dabbling in witchcraft for deep personal reasons - it is a flexible practice in which you can choose a truly independent practice that is all your own. I have found that, in times of feeling stuck (“Witch’s Block,” if you will), I realize that I need to draw my spirit back to myself. Why did *you* become interested in magick? Who *is* the person that is so fascinated by this realm? In those instances of self-hatred, remind yourself of who you are. Of why you love the things you love, and of just how beautiful it is to be your own person, completely “you” in every way. Dedicating a small sacred space to your own unique spirit is a simple, lovely thing to do for yourself. Items to Include: 

 • Do you have an absolute favorite crystal, stone, or rock? Take some extra time to really charge your little pal with your own special energy, and place it in the center of your shrine. ✨

 • The same goes for incense or oils - what smell *always* makes you happy? Treat yourself to the beauty of smell by including a sentimental incense, oils, flowers, or candles that are extra special to you. 🕯

 • Altars don’t need to be limited to crystals, candles, and incense. Why not add some photos of people or things you love (including yourself)!!! Include some happy, visual memories - notes from loved ones, favorite quotes, photos of your pet, or even just clipouts/printouts of random things that make you smile. 🖼

 • Fill a small bowl with salt! Salt is protective, and adding some to an altar all about you will assist in the strengthening and guarding of your spirit. 🔮

 • Add anything - literally, anything - that is close to your heart or speaks to your soul. This could include special gifts you’ve received, an award that you’re proud of, a book you love, a statue of a favorite deity or animal, something passed down to you from a family member, a favorite toy or stuffed animal, a tarot card that is sentimental to you, a movie ticket from a film you adored! There are no limits here. :-) 💖

 • Get mushy - write a love letter to yourself! There have *got* to be things that you like about who you are, no matter how easy it is to get down on ourselves. Make a list of the little quirks that you fancy about yourself. On the other side of the paper, write a list of things you wish to change. 💌 ♡

Empath/ Witchy Self- Care

This is going to be a list to help with self-care for empaths but it can be used for witches in general, I’ll be listing many tips. Some may work for you, others may not- feel free to alter them to fit you. The biggest strategy for empaths would be to have layers of wards and intentions around them and on them as a means of protecting themselves from energies that are not wanted and amplifying energies that are wanted/ needed.

Safe guarding your environment.

You can use sigils placed above doors, by your bed, and other places to promote health, good sleep, to keep away spirits, to ward against specific energies, etc. Whatever you need.

Smoke cleanse or cleanse with bells. Use a bell with a ring that inspires happiness or positivism in you. Make sure to get corners and dark spaces- they collect pockets of energy like more open spaces don’t.

Keep your spaces clean and organized- this gives less of a chance of ‘energy cobwebs’ and begets an overall peaceful energy.

Set your bed clothes and blankets with specific intentions or wards. Ideas for this include: anti nightmares, deep sleep, overall comfort, or encompassing love.

Keep reading

Sanders Sides New Vid (Spoilers!)

- “Thomas the dank engine”

- SWEATERS

- ROMAN LOOKS SO HAPPY AT VIRIGL’S SWEATER TELL ME THEY AREN’T MARRIED RIGHT NOW

- “Let’s. Get. Festive.”

- THEY ARE ALL IN THE SAME SHOT. I’VE WANTED THIS FOR YEARS NOW. HECK.

- Roman is like that one mom trying to take a family photo and then Patton Logan and Virgil are all the misbehaving kids (especially Virgil)

- Virgil’s smiles at the lyric changing I am deceased

- “five… F A L S E H 0 0 D S! phonated.”

         - “wow.”

- LOGAN MY BOI YOU NEED TO SING MORE OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS I CAN’T STOP REPLAYING THAT GIVE ME A LOOP PLZ

- LOGAN ALSO LOOKS SO HAPPY ABOUT SINGING OML

- “And a truckload of bubba gum shrimp”

- “You’re right, there are no lines or lyrics in this.”

- “It wasn’t… good-” “Idon’tlikeyou”

- “FRIIIIIEEEEEEEEND” I’m crying they sound so good

- “Great, I’m feeling the spirit of Christmas welling up inside me. Or maybe that’s vomit.”

- “Who was the true love in the song? Was it Thomas?” “Not important.” ROMAN. DON’T BE SHY. TELL US YOUR SECRETS.

- Thomas’s speech and Roman’s like “yep. exactly what i meant.”

- End card time!

- Audio books seem like an analogical thing to do mmm need that dose of LoganxVirgil mmmmm

- Screenplay of Logan and Sherlock. Hell yes.

- “I always thought Sherlock was too good for him (Watson)”. That seems like a weird logicality reference… oof

- Patton might’ve gotten Roman pasta but it could’ve been so meaningful. Was Roman working too hard and not eating enough? Is there cumin in it because that helps lower blood sugar and make people more hungry, so maybe that’ll help Roman realize he needs to eat more? Idk?? I just best friends love royalty?

- THE CARD. VIRGIL MADE IT SO BEAUTIFUL. AND PATTON’S LAUGH. CAN YOU HEAR ME DYING.

- Logan almost swearing

crumbling- h.s imagine

You let out a sigh as you glanced at the clock hung up on the wall. Joanne, your marriage counselor stared at you with sympathy in her eyes. She reached out from across the table in between the two of you and placed her hand on top of yours, “I’m sorry Y/N. I’m afraid our time is up.”

You looked down at your hands and shook your head. You let out a mumbled, “Thank you for your time” before you grabbed your purse and left her office. Joanne stared after you and let out a sigh herself. “Katy, grab my 1:00 appointment, please.” She called out to her assistant.

As you waited for your destination on the elevator, you pulled out your phone hoping to see something from Harry. When you were greeted with nothing, you pinched the bridge of your nose and closed your eyes tightly. As you sat in your car, you pulled out your phone once more and dialed a number you’ve been familiar with for the past couple of weeks.  “Hey Jake. Yeah, I’m fine. I think I’ll grab the papers today.”

Harry let out a curse as he saw the bedroom light was still on when he pulled up in the driveway. He was hoping you were asleep so he didn’t have to listen to you complaining about how he should’ve been there today. Harry tried to be there today, really he did. But he had to approve his album cover, he needed to put some last minute touches on some songs; he was a busy man today. Harry ran his hands through his hair as he debated whether or not he should pick up some flowers, just to soften the blow. He shook his head. He had to face the consequences that were yet to come.  

One word that you would use to describe your marriage with Harry was crumbling. It was amazing the first few years. Harry made you feel loved and made sure you were cherished. You made sure you showed Harry nothing but continuos support and just as much love. When the band split up, it was hard for Harry. One Direction was like his baby, it made him the man he is today. You remember how upset Harry was once the news broke to the fans. You remember Harry telling you that this changed everything. You remained positive for him. You told him things were going to be okay and that this was just a bump in the road. You made sure you told him that his fans were forever and they’ll love him no matter what he decides.

When Harry decided to audition for a movie role, you were nothing but excited for him. You made sure he was well rested before his audition and you made sure you helped him read his lines. When he got the role, you were dying of happiness. When he had to leave to film, you, being the supportive wife you were,  travelled alongside him. You dropped everything just to see your husband pursuing a new passion of his.

When Harry decided to go to Jamaica to focus solely on his debut album, you agreed. You told him that if he felt this was the right decision then this was the right decision.

You tried being the supportive wife. You tried lifting Harry’s spirits when your own was down. You tried reaming positive and just being what Harry needed during these crucial times in his life.

But you couldn’t say the same was being done for you. There were times when Harry wasn’t there for you for special events in your life like going back home to see your family or being your date for your sister’s wedding. There were times where you had doubts in your marriage and you tried. You tried so badly to remain optimistic. You tried telling yourself that he was busy with his album, you tried telling yourself that he was filming a movie and that he couldn’t drop everything. You tried putting your emotions aside in hopes of Harry never finding out how sad you were.

But you can only bottle up something so much that it just explodes.

Harry wiped his face before he leaned back on the couch. He wiped his sweaty palms on his thighs before he asked, “Are you asking for a divorce?”

You quickly looked up. “No! Never! I would never ask for a divorce.” You made your way over to Harry and sat down on his lap. You stared into his beautiful eyes that held nothing but sadness and tears. You gently whispered, “Something just needs to change.”

After that, the two of you decided it was best to seek a marriage counselor. It was definitely a hard choice to make but the two of you decided that it was best to talk out whatever problems there were then really letting things escalate. And going to couples therapy was great at first. The two of you felt like with time, things might actually turn around.

Until Harry started missing sessions. It was always one excuse after another. You tried to be forgiving and you tried to make it seem ok that he was missing the meetings but your heart broke more and more each time he skipped. It sucked being in that office yourself. You hated the feeling of your therapist staring at you with sympathy. You hated being asked why did you think Harry decided to bail. You hated every single minute of being there and feeling like you were alone. You hated that you were the one that put all the effort into this marriage. You hated that you had to remain brave. You hated crying alone. You hated the thought of Harry no longer loving you. You hated every single minute of it.

You were staring at your reflection in your sanity mirror in your shared bedroom with Harry. You noticed all the bags under your eyes and how puffy they were with how much you cried tonight. You wondered, “How did I get here? How could something that once was so beautiful crumble into something so tragic?” As you were pondering your thoughts, in the reflection you saw the bedroom door open. Harry had an ashamed look on his face.

He closed the door behind him before he turned to you. “Y/N, love, I’m so sorry.” You continued to stare at Harry. You bit on your bottom lip as you drowned at the pathetic excuse he was coming up with. Your eyes glanced at your wedding ring that was sitting in a little jewelry dish next to you. You let out a little scoff at how ironic it seemed to you. Isn’t that ring supposed to represent happiness? Yet all you felt was despair.

Hesitatingly. Harry walked closer to you. He tried to decipher what was going in that beautiful mind of yours. “Love?”

Slowly, you turned around in your seat. Your eyes were staring at Harry’s shoes, afraid that if you looked up into his eyes that the words would never fall out of your mouth. “I want a divorce.” You whispered.

You said it so quietly and so gently that you were sure Harry didn’t hear you. But the gasp that fell out of his lips proved otherwise. Harry bent down so that he was looking up at you. He placed his hands on top of yours. “Love, no.”

You shook your head as you closed your eyes, trying so badly to not let out a sob. Harry’s eyes started to fill with tears of his own. “Y/N! Please! I’ll change! I’ll go to the meetings! We can go every fucking day! Please!”

You let out a shaky sigh as tears began to cascade down your cheeks. Where was this when you needed to hear it the most? You finally looked into Harry’s eyes and completely lost it. You hated yourself for the hurt you saw in his eyes. “I’m not happy anymore, Harry.”

Hearing you say that felt like a direct bullet to Harry’s heart. He winced as if he was in actual pain. Hearing you say that meant he was a failure of a husband. He shook his head quickly, as if he was trying to get the thought out of his head. “You’re just upset with me and I get it. You don’t know what you’re talking about. You don’t mean it.”

You tried to defend your decision before Harry got up. He ran his hands through his hair. “We just need to sleep it off. You’re hurt, I’m hurt. Everything’s going to be okay. I’ll sleep in the guest bedroom, alright? We just need to sleep it off” Harry tried convincing himself. He bent down once more and placed a soft kiss on your lips before he walked out of your room.

You stared at the door before you wrapped your arms around yourself and let out the sob that was trying to read its way out.

That night was the quietest the house has ever been. Both you and Harry were laying in separate beds, wondering how your marriage got to this, while tears fled your eyes. Harry wanted to do nothing but hold you and to convince you that this was just another rough patch and that you guys were going to get through this. You wanted Harry to come to his senses when you said that you weren’t happy. You wanted him to realize that you’ve been trying for a very long time and that you couldn’t take it anymore.

The next morning, Harry walked downstairs and into the kitchen. You were sitting at the dining room table, a cup of tea in your hands. He noticed instantly how red your eyes were the puffiness of your cheeks. You looked up at Harry before you walked over to your purse that was on the counter. Harry was watching your every move intently, afraid to make a sound.

You pulled out the stack of papers that were weighing down your purse before you looked up at Harry. You placed the papers down on the table before you walked past him and went back into your room. With shaky hands, Harry picked up the papers. He let out a sob and fell to the floor.

You were filing for a divorce.


out of everything i’ve written recently, i actually really enjoyed writing this! it’s been in my drafts for the longest time and i’m glad im finally sharing it! let me know what you guys thought!

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A spell jar I made to encourage protection, comfortability and adjustment in one’s life!

Materials:

  • A jar of choice
  • Herbs/materials of choice! I used almonds, sunflower seeds, thyme, lavender. I also used pink himalayan rock salt to enhance the spell and tie it together!
  • Tea light candle in a color of your choice
  • Optional: you may want to add in a slip of paper with something written on it, perhaps something you want protection from or the situation you need adjusting to!

Directions:

  1. First start by putting in the ingredients in a tiny bowl one by one. If you’re using what I used…
    Thyme for bravery, courage and strength
    Almonds for wisdom
    Sunflower seeds for wisdom, energy and luck
    Lavender for protection, prosperity, peace and happiness
    Pink Himalayan rock salt for protection
  2. Next, ground up all of the materials in the tiny bowl. While I did this, I visualized how I feel when I am protected and safe while thinking about being adjusted in a new environment. During this step it might help to visualize what you are intending on using this jar for. Once you are done with this, carefully pour your ingredients into the jar of choice.
  3. Before sealing the jar, if you would like to personalize the jar then it might help by adding in something you want protection from or the situation you need adjusting to.
  4. During this step you should seal the candle with either wax from the candle you will melt over the jar, or crazy glue/something similar. This is to ensure nothing will leak out if you shake it at any point.
  5. Finally, place a tea light candle on top of the jar and use a lighter to melt it and let the wax drip down onto the candle. I used a purple candle because of how it represents spirit, power and ambition.


And Ta-Da! You’ve created your spell jar meant to promote protection and adjustment! I hope this was helpful, happy crafting! 

This one goes out to all my witches with wood stoves

Heres a lil energy spell you can do with em.

🔥✨Energy boost✨🔥

you will need:

🔥 whole cloves a good pinch will do (energy, great for happiness and power)

🔥 1 pinch of cinnamon (energy, heat, power, passion)

🔥 and a tiny bit of rosemary (energy, happiness, balance, power)

what to do.

✨ do this in the morning or in the evening

✨ gather your ingredients, remember if you think you need to add a herb/spice or take one away go for it! use your intuition.

✨ open the door to your wood stove, keep your intent focused on a boost of energy, ask the universe, gods, spirits or whatever you choose to work with, to bring a gentle boost of energy into your life. 

✨ throw in your herbs/spices, keep your intent clear. 

✨ say a little prayer or come up with a saying, make it personal!  

✨ watch as your herbs burn, feel the heat and power coming off of the flames, breathe in the hot air, feel the energy and power going into you,

remember to close the wood stove door



affects:

✨ you will feel energy slowly coming back to you, you will feel motivated to get shit done and you will have the will power to go about day to day activities!


note: i like to do this at night before i sleep, my family keeps the woodstove running at night so we can stay warm. When you do it before sleep you feel the affects when you wake up, its good for those slumps when you just cant seem to get yourself up in the morning. 

Decisions

I don’t even have a prompt to blame this on. Lol this was swimming in my head and needed to be written down. Thank you @carpemermaidtales for being my beta on this! I appreciate it! 

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           Ron wasn’t quite sure how it all started. Grappling with life choices should be simple, at least figuratively. But for some reason, he had two very determined spirits making his life difficult.    

           It was supposed to just be a simple decisive charm. He wasn’t sure where it backfired. Part of him – the uneasy and insecure part – was worried about proposing to Hermione. The charm was supposed to run through his options and help him decide how to handle it all. It wasn’t supposed to be this… disaster.

            “Are you ignoring me?” The outraged tone had Ron wincing as he tried to pretend that there weren’t two opposing sides of an argument on his shoulders.

            Draco - the annoying git - was the physical manifestation of bad decisions. He was trying to encourage Ron to propose horribly.

            “Leave him alone. Ron is stressed.”

            Bless him. Ron was becoming a fan of Harry, the physical manifestation of good decisions.

            “Leave him alone?” Draco nearly yelled. “We are the ones that were summoned to help him, and he’s the one who isn’t even listening.”

            “Well maybe,” Harry began, hands going to his hips. “your bad advice is the problem.”

            Ron groaned in annoyance, not wanting to hear them argue anymore. They had been going at it forever, the stupid little buggers. They were so small that he couldn’t really feel them on his shoulders. He was just glad that they were on opposite sides, or else he would worry about what would happen if they came in contact.

            “Excuse you?” Draco’s tone had gone dangerous and Ron was just glad that it wasn’t directed at him. “I don’t give bad advice. Who is the one winning here? If I remember correctly, I am the one who has more decisions in their contract.”

            “Only because you cheated with Riddle! One more minute and I would have gotten him to see the error of his ways.”

            A derisive laughter left Draco’s mouth and it had Ron sighing heavily.

            “You would say I cheated, wouldn’t you? You good for nothing do-gooder with a savior’s complex.”

            The offended gasp Harry released was enough to make Ron sit down on his bed. This was getting out of hand. He had only wanted help in choosing the best restaurant to take Hermione to. Merlin, this was a bloody nightmare.

            “You did cheat!! You used his fears against him.”

            “That’s not cheating!” Draco argued, getting angry enough to poke Ron’s cheek in the process. As if it was Ron’s fault he was angry with Harry. “It was strategic! Not my fault he was easy to manipulate. Don’t get mad at me because your disgusting self-righteous morals didn’t attract his attention.”

            “Guys,” Ron spoke up, hoping they would just be quiet.

            “Since when is having morals disgusting?” Harry countered, poking Ron’s ear. What was with these two?

            “Have you met me?” The question was said incredulously as Draco gestured to himself.

            The fight left Harry in a whoosh. “Alright. You might have a point.”

            The admittance seemed to booster Draco’s already smug attitude.

            “But,” Harry continued, ignoring Draco’s scoff. “That doesn’t mean that I can’t help Ron!”

            Finally. Ron was two seconds away from chucking them both out the window. Or maybe he could give them to Fred and George. He opened his mouth, only to close it when Draco vehemently disagreed.

            “You won’t be helping him. I will.”

            “I don’t give a fuck who helps me,” Ron yelled, cutting off anything Harry could have said. “As long as the end answer is Hermione saying yes.”

            Harry stood up straighter, fiddling with his glasses. “All you have to do is be yourself and the rest will come.”

            Draco scoffed harshly. “What kind of hogwash is that? Be yourself. Ha!”

            Ron had to agree. That was horrible help.

            “If he is to be himself, then the girl will clearly say no.”

            Ron dropped his mouth open before he narrowed his eyes angrily. He wondered if a fall off his shoulder would kill the little pest.

            “Draco!” The scolding did nothing to the blond little devil. Ron thought it was nice of Harry to defend him anyways. “For all we know, she might like his oddities.”

            That was it. Ron had no patience left. What kind of karma did he have in life for this to be his reality? He had always been a decent wizard, stood up for others and made sure to be kind. Surely, that should have warranted him a pass to this.

            Draco made a disinterested noise. “She and I would not see eye to eye then.” He then pulled on Ron’s ear until the redhead turned to look at him in exasperation.

            “What?” Ron wasn’t going to apologisze for the anger in his tone. These two had to go. He didn’t even care what it would take to get rid of them. He’d sell his soul if they would just leave. He had a potential fiancé to woo.

            “Don’t listen to Harry. Don’t be yourself. Be somebody else. Someone charming and good looking.”

            “I hate you.” Ron whispered miserably, he ignored the sound of Harry scolding Draco. It wasn’t going to be of any use.

            Harry kindly tapped on the side of Ron’s head. “Don’t listen to Draco. I am sure you are a lovely person. Probably full of charm.” They both ignored Draco’s snort of disbelief. “I think that you could propose anywhere, and she would say yes. Probably even here!”

            “Why would he propose in a shack? That doesn’t sound romantic at all. I would have killed you if you had proposed to me here.”

            “Hey!” Ron threw his hands in the air. “This isn’t a shack! It’s my bedroom!”

            An uncomfortable look flittered across the spirit’s face. “Oh. Well… it’s a lovely… room.”

            Yeah. Like Ron was going to believe that.

            Harry had a look of disappointment on his face and it surprisingly was causing Draco to shift his feet nervously.

            “For what it’s worth. I probably would have said yes if you asked me here.”

            There was a slight pink flush staining Draco’s cheeks and that, combined with the statement, had Ron’s brows pinching and confused frown to form.

            The look of disappointment disappeared and suddenly Harry was smiling softly. “I know.” A small pop could be heard before Harry was on the same shoulder as Draco. “It didn’t matter where we were, did it? You still said yes.”

            Ron blinked rapidly, mouth trying to form a response, but his brain wasn’t working. These two couldn’t really be together, right?

            Draco lifted his face in the air, snubbing Harry entirely. “Only to save someone else the embarrassment of putting up with you.”

            “Oh?” Harry arched a brow, smirk quirking up the corner of his mouth. “You care about others now? Since when?”

            “Since you started slacking with your job. Aren’t you the Saint of all that is good, or some other boring title?”

            Harry laughed loudly. “I didn’t know my job was so important to you.”

            “Yeah, well –”

            “Wait a minute.” Ron interrupted, hand rising up sharply. “Are you saying that you are married?” He paused, trying to let that sink in. “To each other?”

            While Harry furrowed his brows, Draco smiled softly. “We’ve been married far longer than human civilization even existed, but yes, we are.”

            Ron hummed in thought, allowing his mind to try and figure that out. “Well, then that settles it. Harry, I have decided to do what you said. I’ll just be myself.”

            “Wait!” Draco called out, ignoring Harry’s smug smile. “Don’t you want to consider this some more? Harry’s idea is just horrid.”

            Harry snapped his fingers and a long roll of parchment appeared in Ron’s fingers. “Sign on the dotted line.” When Ron looked down at the seemingly endless scroll a little dubiously, the spirit continued. “This is just a waiver stating that should the decision not work out as the caller intended, that we are not to be held responsible. Just legal stuff, you don’t even need to read it.”

            “If the two of you can make it work, despite being complete opposites, then I have nothing to worry about,” Ron explained, signing quickly. He hoped this would make the two of them leave quickly.

            “We are tied now,” Harry smugly pointed out, dancing in what Ron assumed was supposed to be celebratory.

            “For now, Potter. For now.” Despite Draco’s attitude, the blond leaned forward to press a kiss to Harry’s cheek. “I’ll get the next one.”

            Harry grinned widely. “I’m sure you will, love.” He looked to Ron before patting the redhead’s head. “I’m sure she will say yes. If you ever need us again, don’t hesitate to summon us!”

            Ron waited until the spirits disappeared before he shook his head rapidly. He didn’t care what kind of issues ever arose later on, nothing would ever make him call on them again. Nothing.

———————————————————————

            Draco wrapped his arms around Harry as they watched their past charge dance at his wedding. “It would seem that your advice worked.”

            Harry loved the happy expression on everyone’s faces. “My advice always works.”

            Pointing out that Harry was clearly delusional would ruin the mood, so Draco decided to wait until they got home for that.

            “Think he has any idea that he signed over the rights to his soul in the afterlife?” Draco wondered, watching the happy couple laugh with a few of the guests.

              “Absolutely not.” Harry turned around in Draco’s arms, smirk bordering on malicious.

Oh my god I am actually crying. EVERYTHING HAPPENED SO FUCKING FAST. I NEED TO PROCESS THIS OMG. OKAY SO FIRST LET’S TALK ABOUT EMMA IN NEVERLAND. SHE NEARLY FELL OVER BUT SHE’S LIKE “NOPE MY HUSBAND NEEDS ME” AND EVERYONE’S LIKE “WTF” AND SHE’S JUST SAYS “KILLIAN?!” AND THEN SHE FUCKING SHOVES THAT LOST BOY

LIKE NO ONE’S KEEPING HER FROM HER TRUE LOVE AND IN THE BACKGROUND KILLIAN AND TIGER LILY AND FIGHTING THE OTHER BOYS. I MEAN WHO NEEDS SWORDS WHEN YOU’VE GOT HANDS RIGHT?!?! AND THEN THEY OVERPOWER THE LOST BOYS (APPARENTLY 3 VS 20 AND THE 3 WIN) AND THEY COME BACK TO STORYBROOKE IN LIKE TWO MINUTES. IT’S LITERALLY IN-AND-OUT.

SHE’S ALL WORRIED FOR KILLIAN’S WELLBEING AND GIVES BACK THE HOOK AND EVERYTHING AND I’M STILL REELING FROM HOW QUICKLY THAT HAPPENED LIKE IT FEELS LIKE A FUCKING DREAM I CAN’T

AND THEN HE APOLOGISES FOR EVERYTHING AND IS ALL “I SHOULD HAVE NEVER EVEN CONSIDERED RUNNING AWAY” THAT SPEECH OMG IT WAS WHAT I WANTED FOR AGES AND EMMA’S REACTION LIKE “IT’S FINE I FORGIVE YOU I DIDN’T REALLY GIVE YOU TIME TO TALK” AND I WAS LIKE YASS

AND THEN SHE’S LIKE WE GOTTA PATCH YOU UP AND HE’S LIKE “W8 I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING” AND YOU SEE HER APPREHENSION LIKE “WHAT’S GOING ON WITH THIS GUY HE’S HURT AND HE’S PUTTING OFF GETTING BETTER KILLIAN R U OK”

AND THEN

AND FUCKING THEN

HE PULLS OUT THE FUCKING GODDAMN RING, MAKING ME SCREAM LIKE A FUCKING PTERADACTYL AND REGINA AND HENRY ARE MY SPIRIT ANIMALS IN THIS SCENE, NOT WANTING TO BE A THIRD WHEEL

AND THEN THE FUCKING SPEECH THAT WE WERE ALL CHEATED OUT OF IN THE FIRST ENGAGEMENT HAPPENS. YOU KNOW WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT. THE ROMANTIC SPEECH THAT HAPPENS BEFORE EVERY FUCKING ENGAGEMENT THAT NEEDS TO BE PLANNED AND BEAUTIFUL AND I WAS SCREAMING AND CRYING JUST LIKE EMMA

LOOK AT HOW SHE LOOKS AT HIM THIS IS THE LOOK OF TRUE LOVE PEOPLE PASS IT ON. THIS IS THE LOOK OF HAPPINESS AND I CAN’T EVEN. AND KILLIAN IS LIKE “I WILL ALWAYS BE BY YOUR SIDE NO MATTER WHAT” AND I WAS FUCKING BAWLING AT THIS POINT BECAUSE THIS RIGHT HERE IS MY OTP 

AND THEN HE GETS DOWN ON ONE KNEE AND IS LIKE “WILL YOU MARRY ME” AND AT THIS POINT I’M BASICALLY A HOT MESS

AND THEN THE YES HAPPENS

AND YOU SEE THE LITTLE LAUGH OF RELIEF/PURE HAPPINESS THAT HE DOES WHEN SHE SAYS YES AND HER SMILE IS SO WIDE AND BEAUTIFUL AND OML THIS SCENE IS LITERALLY EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED.

I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW I NEEDED THIS EXACT SCENE UNTIL IT HAPPENED. AND I DIDN’T KNOW I NEEDED IT TO HAPPEN IN THIS WAY. THE ANGST IS OVER; THE TRUE LOVE IS BACK; AND CAPTAIN SWAN IS FUCKING ENGAGED WITH TRULY NO WALLS, NO SECRETS THIS TIME AND I CAN’T I’M GOING TO PASS OUT FROM THIS

THIS IS MY OTP. MY FUCKING OTP OVERCOMING THE ODDS AGAIN AND AGAIN. MY OTP GETTING A FUCKING WEDDING AT THE END OF THE SEASON AND MY OTP BEING FUCKING BRILLIANT IN GENERAL IT PAINS ME HOW MUCH I LOVE THEM GUYS I CAN’T.

I need to lie down for a while. 

She’s An Angel, My Only Angel (Harry Styles One Shot)

Anonymous said:

Can you please write an imagine where the reader is Harry’s best friend and she goes on vacation with Harry’s family and then H gets so touchy and protective with her and Gemma can’t stop teasing them telling that they’re something else and maybe H just kiss her and confesses that he’s in love with her (?)

 

I’ve decided to do abit of something on the side to kinda take a break from writing RMB, but don’t worry I am posting the new chapter on Friday! But this one stood out to me from all the requests so I’ve decided to write this one! I am writing in Y/N since you didn’t give a name, but I hope you enjoy this piece! -K

 

Y/N’s POV

“C’mon Y/N you have to get over him at some point, you cant just sit here and sulk forever” Gemma blurted out when I was sitting on the couch on my phone. Looking at old pictures of me and Daniel. Me and my ex boyfriend Daniel were dating for 3 years. I thought I was in love. But I feel like, well now I know that he wasn’t in love with me, would you cheat on someone you love? After I broke up with him I knew I was doing the right thing. But something inside of me thought that I could have gave him another chance. But maybe I didn’t want to. Confusion set within me and I just didn’t know how to deal with it. From we broke up a few weeks ago, I had just been sitting around the house, not really motivating myself to do anything, apart from working, which I’ve had to call in sick because I just couldn’t work the best of my ability with him stuck in my head. But Gemma, of course, has been trying to get me to move on, which in my own head I don’t really wanna do yet, I just don’t feel ready. “I’m not sulking Gem, I’m just, I don’t know, not in the best of moods today” “Y/N your never in the best of moods recently” She came walking over to join me on the sofa, and she just stared at me, with sadness in her eyes. “Just talk to me and tell me how you feel, you haven’t been talking about it which is bad for you, you need to talk about it” I sighed and looked down at my phone, my screensaver, a picture of us when it was a lot simpler and I was happy. “I’m fine” “Y/N” She responded with a sigh and placed her hand on my thigh. If I looked up at her I knew that I was going to cry, but I had to be strong. We have been friends for a couple of years and has she not once seen me cry. “I just miss him, that’s all. I don’t know, it just feels like I’m alone, and I cant move on from it. But I know I have to” My lip started to quiver, I knew I didn’t have the strength to hold it all in, but I knew I would feel better knowing that Gemma knows how I really feel about it. “Hey, listen, your only human, you cant keep it together every minute of everyday, you’ve been hurt by some prick. Just let it out, its only normal. He was the love of your life, and that’s hard to come by. But I know that deep down you didn’t want to let him go. But I think you were so comfortable in that relationship that I think you didn’t want to breakup with him because you were scared of feeling isolated. I get that, but you shouldn’t stay with someone just to feel like you have someone. You’ve got me, Harry, Mum, Dad, and all of your friends, you don’t need him. Especially if he is being a pure knob end and cheating on you” I looked up at Gemma’s face and seeing her expression, knowing that what she was saying was one hundred percent accurate. “Yeah I guess your right”


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Bitter Friendships: 

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3 
Part 4 

Like Clock-Work: 

Part 1 
Part 2

Gear (Dark!Ethan) 

Hands Off

Tyler: 

Broken Foot 
Fits of Laughter 
Meeting the Team 
Tyler Dating a Single Mother 
Dating Tyler 
Imagine Kissing Tyler while recording. 
The Jealous Type 

Antisepticeye: 

Playing Dirty 
Give Me A Reason
I’m Too Comfy
Gold And Red
Cuddling a Nightmare 
Dating Antisepticeye
In the Middle
Just a Glitc
Just a Little Anger (Part1) 
Just a Little Evil (Part2) 
Just a Little Explanation (Part 3) written by @neonblossom8
You Are Mine 
Damsel In Distress 
Family Might Not Be Important….. But You Are
You’re No Father 
Intellectual Jealousy
Intellectual Understanding 
Just Scream Already
Piggy-Back Rides
The Calm Before the Storm
The Robin and The Snake 
The Pumpkin King (Ft: Setpic Egos, Dark and Wilford)
Doctor In The House (Ft: Doctor Schneeplestein)  
Rage Quit
Mistletoe Misunderstanding —New

Angeliceye (Angel!Jack): 

Heart-Shaped Pancakes (ft Chase) 

Marquess Septiceye (Vampire! Jack):

Christmas Spirit 

CrankGamePlays (Ethan) 

You Can Do It 
Dating Ethan 
A New Start 
Young Lovers 
Dancing Lessons 
Imagine Annoying Ethan 
World War Of Tickles 
Lullaby 
Hit Fergie 
The Blue Sick Boy 
Revenge of the Sickness 
Love Like You

Markiplier 

Little Anger Ball 
Eat And Be Happy 
I’ll Be Your Rock 
Big  Brothers 
I Can’t Help But Stare 
Tiny Box (Y/N) 
Release the Puppos 
Our Hero 
Sick Little Sis 
Just A Friendly Visit 
Furry Encouraging 

Darkiplier 

You Could Have Just Asked 
I’ll Brace Your Storm 
Everyone Needs Some (Part 1) 
I Need Your Love (Part 2) 
I Want Your Love (Part 3) 
You Want To Love Me (Part 4) 
I’ll Make You Love Me (Part 5) 
You Can Love Me (Part 6) 

Continuation: written by @my-dark-words

I’ll Make You Notice Me (Part 7) 
We Want To Be Free (Part 8) 
How Could You Love Me (Part 9) 
Pull Yourself together (Part 10) 
Everyone Gets Some Love (Part 11) 

Three’s a Party 
You’re No Match For Me 
Dark Protector 
Dark  Pleasures 
Tea Party 
A Battle of Seduction 
Two Titans, One Lover 
Like Children 
Your Shadow
Boop the Snoot 
Pieces of Clothing
Collar Me Impressed
My Good Girl 
A Closed Fist (Ft Antisepticeye)
Dark Comfort
SnowStorm Sadness (Christmas) 
A Quick Kiss (Christmas) 
A Short Christmas Visit
Lazy Nights —-New

Yanderiplier: 

Dating Yan 
A Small Amount Of Gifts (Christmas ft Lightiplier) 

The Host: 

One Bad Day
Blind Beauty 

Count Iplier (Vampire!Mark) 

You Can Count On Me
Count Iplier Head-Canons 
Blood Pact —-New

Googliplier 

Warm Destruction (Christmas)

Dr. Iplier: 

Stress Leave (Christmas) 

Teamiplier

Cornered and Watered 
Living With Teamiplier 
Cards Against Humanity 
You’re Everything to Us 
Our Hero 
Living Next Door to Teamiplier 
Living Next Door To Teamiplier (Part 2) 
Don’t Make me Come Over There!
Monthly Pains

Jacksepticeye

Long Distance Relationship
Imagine Jack Trying to Make You Laugh
FOR THE GREEN BEAN
Suffocation By Hugs 
Rage Golf 

How You Interact: 

Them Visiting You At Work 
Dark-Side Friends 
Poly-Relationship with Anti and Dark 
Jealousy 
Long Distance Relationship (Jack and Mark) 
Dating Gear (Dark!Ethan) 
Youtuber Friends
Long Distance Relation: Ethan 
Being Darkiplier’s Daughter
Poly-Relationship with NateMare and Anti

NateMare 

Interesting Reaction 
A Meaningless Discussion 
Call of the Natemare 
Natemare Head-Canons 
A Hymn For A Nightmare 
Have Some Fun At Work 
I Want Cuddles 
Dating Natemare
Black and Grey 
This Never Happened 
Scars Mean You’re Alive
Caught With Your Pants Down
Caught With Your Pants Down Part 2
Boop The Snoot: Mare 
A Christmas Lullaby 

The Author (Host)

Writing For Your Pleasure 
A Stolen Kiss
A Stolen Dream
A Stolen Life
A Stolen Memory 

Lightiplier 

A Warm Hug
Dating Lightiplier 

Wilford Warfstache 

Dating Wilford
Family Holiday (Ft: Darkiplier) 

Scripts 

Dark Scripture 
Rewriting the Script

Apocalypse (Dark!Tyler) 

This is What I am
Man Vs Titan (Ft Dr Schneeplestein) 
Gonna Have A Bad Time —-New

Robbie (Zombie- Jack)
Meeting the Dead 
Head-Canons
Robbie’s First Cuddle 

Dark!Chica 
Fluffy Dominance

Septic-Sam
Anti’s Little Helper

Scribbles Selfish Fics 
Scribbles Meets Robbie 
Christmas At Scribbles’ Mansion 

Kiss Prompts: 

Early Morning Kiss with Host 
Early Morning Kiss with Anti 
In the Moment and Distracting Kiss with Google 
Unbreakable Kiss with Dark 
Distracting Kiss with Scripts 
Distracting Kiss with Anti 
Hesitant Kiss with Gear 
Breath-taking Kiss with Natemare 
Empty Kiss with Dark 
Post-Breakup Kiss with Dark 
Distracting Kiss with Host 
Early Morning Kiss with Ethan 
In the Moment Kiss with Natemare 
Post Breakup Kiss with Anti
Quick, Goodbye Kiss with Warfstache 
Unbreakable Kiss with Natemare