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How to Safely Watch the Aug. 21 Solar Eclipse

On Aug. 21, 2017, a solar eclipse will be visible in North America. Throughout the continent, the Moon will cover part – or all – of the Sun’s super-bright face for part of the day.

Since it’s never safe to look at the partially eclipsed or uneclipsed Sun, everyone who plans to watch the eclipse needs a plan to watch it safely. One of the easiest ways to watch an eclipse is solar viewing glasses – but there are a few things to check to make sure your glasses are safe:

  •  Glasses should have an ISO 12312-2 certification
  • They should also have the manufacturer’s name and address, and you can check if the manufacturer has been verified by the American Astronomical Society
  • Make sure they have no scratches or damage

To use solar viewing glasses, make sure you put them on before looking up at the Sun, and look away before you remove them. Proper solar viewing glasses are extremely dark, and the landscape around you will be totally black when you put them on – all you should see is the Sun (and maybe some types of extremely bright lights if you have them nearby).

Never use solar viewing glasses while looking through a telescope, binoculars, camera viewfinder, or any other optical device. The concentrated solar rays will damage the filter and enter your eyes, causing serious injury. But you can use solar viewing glasses on top of your regular eyeglasses, if you use them!

If you don’t have solar viewing glasses, there are still ways to watch, like making your own pinhole projector. You can make a handheld box projector with just a few simple supplies – or simply hold any object with a small hole (like a piece of cardstock with a pinhole, or even a colander) above a piece of paper on the ground to project tiny images of the Sun.

Of course, you can also watch the entire eclipse online with us. Tune into nasa.gov/eclipselive starting at noon ET on Aug. 21! 

For people in the path of totality, there will be a few brief moments when it is safe to look directly at the eclipse. Only once the Moon has completely covered the Sun and there is no light shining through is it safe to look at the eclipse. Make sure you put your eclipse glasses back on or return to indirect viewing before the first flash of sunlight appears around the Moon’s edge.

You can look up the length of the total eclipse in your area to help you set a time for the appropriate length of time. Remember – this only applies to people within the path of totality.

Everyone else will need to use eclipse glasses or indirect viewing throughout the entire eclipse!

Photographing the Eclipse

Whether you’re an amateur photographer or a selfie master, try out these tips for photographing the eclipse.  

#1 — Safety first: Make sure you have the required solar filter to protect your camera.

#2 — Any camera is a good camera, whether it’s a high-end DSLR or a camera phone – a good eye and vision for the image you want to create is most important.

#3 — Look up, down, and all around. As the Moon slips in front of the Sun, the landscape will be bathed in long shadows, creating eerie lighting across the landscape. Light filtering through the overlapping leaves of trees, which creates natural pinholes, will also project mini eclipse replicas on the ground. Everywhere you can point your camera can yield exceptional imagery, so be sure to compose some wide-angle photos that can capture your eclipse experience.

#4 — Practice: Be sure you know the capabilities of your camera before Eclipse Day. Most cameras, and even many camera phones, have adjustable exposures, which can help you darken or lighten your image during the tricky eclipse lighting. Make sure you know how to manually focus the camera for crisp shots.

#5 —Upload your eclipse images to NASA’s Eclipse Flickr Gallery and relive the eclipse through other peoples’ images.

Learn all about the Aug. 21 eclipse at eclipse2017.nasa.gov, and follow @NASASun on Twitter and NASA Sun Science on Facebook for more. Watch the eclipse through the eyes of NASA at nasa.gov/eclipselive starting at 12 PM ET on Aug. 21.

Make sure to follow us on Tumblr for your regular dose of space: http://nasa.tumblr.com

Finding Motivation Spell

Originally posted by ridarevita

As requested, one of my witch babies on my Discord server needed a spell for motivation to get up and get moving.  Staying motivated can be hard, but this simple spell will pry you up from the depths of blankets and pillows, lift your spirits, and get your goals locked in mind.


–a stick of your favorite incense
–a candle


1. First light your incense and candle.

2.  Now write on a full size sheet of paper what you need accomplished. 

3.  Place your cauldron or pot in front of you. Hold the paper in one hand and the incense in your power hand. Focus on what you wrote on the paper and swirl the incense around the paper in a clockwise motion. When you are ready to begin place your incense in its holder.

4.  Fold the paper three or four times toward you and light one corner on fire. You can immediately drop the paper into the cauldron or you can hold it until it burns halfway and then drop it in. Once the fire is in the cauldron say: 

Remove this feeling of tired and drained
I desire to feel refreshed as a summer rain
To move quickly and with purpose, I request
From here on out laziness will suppress
My fingers become nimble and quick
As the fire burns from this candlestick
This spell harms none
And motivates one
As I will it, so shall it be! 

5.  Look into your cauldron and make sure all pieces of paper are burned.  There can be NO pieces of paper left only ashes. So, thoroughly burn any pieces that remain intact. Repeat this spell while burning any extra pieces of paper.  Then collect the ashes in your hand and either step outside or blow the pieces into the wind through a window.


If you cannot burn the paper, rip it into tiny, tiny, tiny pieces while saying the spell.  You can release those pieces of paper into the wind or bury them, or throw them into the trash and immediately take the trash out of your home. 

Instead of the previous incantation involving fire, you would recite: 

Remove this feeling of tired and drained
I desire to feel refreshed as a summer rain
To move quickly and with purpose, I request
From here on out laziness will suppress
My fingers become nimble and quick
As hands work and paper splits
This spell harms none
And motivates one
As I will it, so shall it be!

Now get out there and take on the world!


I made some dried orange peel today! It is very fragrant and 1 orange makes about 2 tbsp of orange peel.

I peeled an orange (make sure you get as much pulp off as possible), cut it into tiny pieces, preheat oven to 200 F, bake them on parchment paper for about an hour or until they are dry, or leave them out for 4-5 days. So easy to make and made from what you usually throw away! 

🍊Orange Peel Correspondences: love, luck, money, house blessing, prosperity, joy

Planet: 🌞Sun

Element: 🔥Fire

it has literally been one thousand (1,000) days since i had the pleasure of listening to a new taylor swift album……. onE THOUSAND DAYS!!!! 1 + zero + zero and THEN…. ANOTHER ZERO!!!!! FOUR DIGITS!!!!! that is too many days!!!! if u only had a very tiny piece of paper and someone was like ‘write how many days it’s been since a taylor swift album was released’ U MIGHT NOT BE ABLE TO EVEN FIT THE ANSWER!!!!! THAT’S HOW MANY DAYS IT HAS BEEN!!!!

and i have to say, as a moderately okay person whomst ALWAYS recycles and eats my vegetables and says thank you to the bus driver, i have NEVER in my life done anything to DESERVE THIS!!!!!!

anonymous asked:

HI, can I request one with RFA+Saeran+V, like moments that they would have with their kid/kids? Maybe taking their kid/kids to work, coming home after a long day but even though they're tired, they still play with their kid/kids. These are just some examples and the kid/kids could be any age(as long as they count as a kids.) Thank you for all the Headcanons, some of these have helped me got through my depression and I am way better now because of you guys. *BIG HUGS FROM MY SIDE OF THE WORLD!*

So glad we could make you a little happier! *GIVES BIGGER HUG FROM OUR SIDE OF THE WORLD* Hope you enjoy these~


  • His daughter had been spending way too much time with Jumin’s son
  • So, Zen wanted some quality time with her, at least for one day
  • He wakes her up one morning and takes her out for breakfast at a little coffee shop
  • They have a cute little breakfast while they talk about life and school
  • Zen pulls out his phone and takes a bunch of selfies
  • His daughter may have picked up some traits from him and joined into his selfie shenanigans
  • They use so many filters, and her favorite one is the wolf one, since Zen makes so many jokes about him being one
  • It’s all going great until her friends from school happen to pass by
  • “You didn’t tell me your dad was so…hot.”
  • Thankfully, Zen had been paying for the  meal, so he didn’t hear, but his daughter was mortified
  • She hurried Zen out of there when he was done
  • For most of the day, they visited different shops and walked around town together
  • When they got home at night, they put on masks together and put on a movie–that Zen wasn’t in
  • Zen fell asleep in the middle of it, and his daughter took the advantage and took a bunch of pictures and selfies
  • Zen looked ridiculous with the mask on and his mouth hanging open
  • She sent several to her mother for both of their amusement


  • He had a day off and it was a rainy day
  • Thankfully, he had an entire playroom for his little boy
  • Yoosung had recently bought this huge foam blogs and several packs of them
  • So the two of them spent the entire afternoon transforming the room into the boy’s little house
  • There were walls that separated off a tiny living room, dining room, kitchen, and bedroom
  • He dragged Yoosung along in all the rooms
  • The first stop was the kitchen, complete with fake food and fake pots and pans
  • He made Yoosung a plastic omurice before serving him in the dining room
  • Yoosung plays along for the whole hour, even though his knees are killing him from being on the floor the whole time
  • The kid gets really excited and tries to run into another room
  • Unfortunately, his excitement causes him to run into one of the foam walls
  • A domino effect later, the whole foam house is on the ground and the kid is crying because he messed everything up
  • Yoosung tries to calm him down, “No, no! You’re just super strong. Like Spiderman!”
  • To cheer him up, Yoosung changes his son into a spiderman onesie
  • He then lifts him up in the air and lets his son pretend he’s flying
  • The kid is doing the spiderman thing with his fingers while Yoosung jumps from place to place around the house, the kid in his arms
  • Eventually, the kid gets tired and so does Yoosung, so they just take a nap together


  • It was bring your kid to work day at C&R
  • Jaehee really didn’t want to bring her seven year old daughter, but there was no school that day and she couldn’t find a babysitter
  • So she brought her along
  • Her daughter was in awe by the place and kept asking Jaehee questions about what she did
  • Jaehee didn’t want her to get bored while she was doing paperwork, so she gave her little tasks of her own
  • She took a big pile of junk paper and set beside the shredder, teaching her daughter how to use it
  • The girl was fascinated with watching the paper shred into little tiny pieces
  • “Mom, this is so cool!” 
  • “Yeah, honey, it is–No! Not that paper!”
  • After that, Jaehee gives her the job of putting stamps on envelopes to be mailed
  • It killed her pride, but Jaehee wanted to do something special for her daughter
  • So she asked Jumin to award the little girl with a certificate
  • She didn’t expect Jumin to give an entire speech in the conference room about how there has never been a better paper shredder in the company
  • What made it worse is that her daughter has this huge admiration for Jumin now


  • One of his business deals went through and the client gifted Jumin with this huge Lego Star Wars ship
  • It was an odd gift, but Jumin thought his ten year old would like it
  • So, he gave it to him that night and promised to build it with him as soon as he got home from work the next day
  • The son was so excited
  • He opened the set and separated the legos by color and type and waited patiently for Jumin by the coffee table
  • As soon as the keys jingle from the door, the son is darting forward to greet his dad
  • Jumin keeps his word and they get to work
  • He didn’t expect it to be so complicated…
  • Jumin is so confused by all the instructions…and why they are pictures instead of written words
  • “Hey, Dad! Look!”
  • Jumin slowly lowers the huge paper and sees his son one-fourth of the way done
  • Eventually, Jumin tries actual building, but his long fingers make it difficult to put the tiny pieces together
  • The kid crawls in his lap and helps his dad as they build certain parts together
  • Hours later and they finally finish
  • Jumin is so proud, since his son managed to figure out the foreign language of instructions and finish
  • He wants to take a picture, so his son stands on the couch and does a little peace sign next to their creation
  • Jumin goes out with his son and buys some more smaller lego sets
  • MC comes home with her living room full of Star Wars spaceships…


  • His eight year old daughter came home from school a little pouty
  • She tells him that she has a science fair soon and she needs to build something for it
  • He suggests a solar system, and she responds by pulling a disgusted face
  • “Space is boring though!” 
  • Seven gasps loudly and promises to show her she’s wrong
  • Knowing he can get a little extra when it comes to projects, so she emphasizes that she only needs the simplest thing
  • He tells her to go draw a picture of the solar system and he would help with coloring or something
  • She brings it back to him and he just spreads it across the table, “Great! This is the blueprint.”
  • Knowing she can’t stop him, she just goes along with whatever he has planned
  • They spend the day building with whatever equipment he has in his house
  • He gives her a bunch of space facts as they’re building the planets together and putting together the rods
  • When it comes time to a snack break, he takes her out to the store and buys some HBC and Dr. Pepper
  • “I use to live on this when I was younger,” he told her.
  • He sees sparkles in her eyes when she first tries them together and he’s so proud
  • They finish the project together throughout the week, and both end up really liking spending the quality time together
  • And she doesn’t hate space anymore, which was a plus
  • But then he gets a call from a teacher the next day voicing their concerns
  • Apparently, a solar system complete with lights, moon phases, and a robotic orbit implied that she might have cheated
  • Seven didn’t care that she got disqualified, and he took her out for ice cream to celebrate anyway


  • Unfortunately, Saeran’s six year old son had the same health tendencies as his father
  • That meant he got sick pretty often and had to stay home from school
  • Saeran saw he was getting pretty bummed out about it
  • So he decides to make that sick day as fun as possible
  • He brings a bunch of books to the bed and lets his son pick one out
  • He reads as many as he can, but in the middle of one, his son requests a puppet show
  • Saeran is hesitant, but he can’t resist his son when he looks so pale and tired
  • So he builds a little theatre and draws faces on some old socks
  • He begins reading from the book again, this time with the puppets talking
  • “And then the king said–”
  • “No, Daddy, you have to do the voices!”
  • “Oh…sorry…Ahem.” He proceeds in a higher pitched voice
  • He actually does finish the story–voices and all–and the kid is laughing by the time he’s done
  • Saeran will put on his son’s favorite movies and move him over to the couch
  • He melts a little when his son snuggles up to him for warmth


  • He takes his daughter to the playground since it’s a nice day
  • But she’s very shy so she ends up being alone on a swing at one end of the park
  • He feels bad, but he doesn’t want to make her uncomfortable and push her at the other kids
  • So he joins her
  • First he takes to slides, but she’s too scared to go down the really long slides
  • So he sets her on his lap and goes down with her–even if he hits his head a few times
  • He plays that game where he pretends he’s in trouble as he’s lying backwards on the slide and holding out his hand while she pulls him up
  • After awhile, she’s not scared anymore so she tries to impress him by walking up the slide
  • But she ends up slipping and going straight to the ground, and he has to get wood chips out of her hair
  • The other kids are attracted to the fun the two seem to be having
  • V somehow ends up as a jungle gym with children climbing him and asking to play with them
  • By the time they leave, his daughter has made quite a few friends, but she looks up at V and grabs his hand, “I had the most fun with you, Daddy!”

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Narnia Preference: How He Tries to Impress You

@luzthenarnian I’m sooooo sorry for how long this has taken. I got engaged, and everything went kinda crazy and awesome, but has kept me off tumblr. 

This is my first preference, so I’ll put the disclaimer that I don’t really know what I’m doing. Butttttt here goes!


•He’d be less than forward at first

•But he observes everything okay, so he starts mentally noting all the little things about you

•Your first conversation is probably over books

•the next day he hands you a book

•"I think you’d like this one.“

•And you find tiny pieces of paper with his thoughts on certain sections throughout the book.

•Then he stays up late with you discussing the book after you’ve finished it, and it’s in one of these late night sessions that he first decides to kiss you, with surprising fervor

•When he’s around others, he’ll sometimes speak up more than usual to maybe get you to notice

•He LISTENS. Like no one’s business. He remembers details of things you told him and will bring them up when he can just to let you know he cares


•He’s got a natural way with words, so he compliments you warmly and often

•Anything from "The way your hair falls is absolutely lovely,” to “The more I know you, the more I see just how bright your very being is.”

•He enjoys teaching you things, patiently watching you grow in whatever skill.

•And he lets you know he enjoys learning from you. He’s humble, and you’ll find you’d never run into ego, just eagerness to learn from you how to do something you’re passionate about.

•He'a passionate man, and he really isn’t afraid to show you it, although he allows his passion to manifest itself calmly.

•Think slow, hot neck kisses

•Or just sappy gestures of affection

•You wake up to your favorite flower by your bed


•Okay so Peter doesn’t possess a subtle bone in his body, so his affection for you is never something you or anyone else has any question about

•He’s really attentive to you and is frequently asking how you’re doing, really wanting the truth

•"Actually, Peter, everything isn’t okay right now.“ And his eyes instantly soften and he just melts, pulling you into his chest, hugging you hard

•He’ll be super protective of you: this isn’t to impress you, it’s just who he is

•He’s quite the gentleman, opening doors, etc.

•It’s to the point you kinda have to hint you want to be kissed by him at first

•But once he knows your desires and comfort levels, you’ll find yourself being pulled into numerous nooks, being kissed breathless

•You really wonder how kisses can be so sweet and sinful all at one moment

creideamhgradochas  asked:

Could you do 067: "I came home to a Nerf gun on the front porch and a note that says ‘Here is your weapon. I have one too. Loser cooks dinner. Good luck. xo’" from the 101 Fluffy prompts with Bucky please?

Why of course I can!!! And I am so fucking sorry this took a century and a half to post. I’m a horrible person. xxx

Originally posted by gliceria

Home Sweet Nerf Gun

Bucky came home to see an offensively bright, neon pink and orange nerf gun on the front porch. Just laying there all innocently on the doormat (the doormat says ‘Welcome! Beware of husband, cat is shady, wife is cool though’). With a curious grin he climbs the three porch steps and halts before the gun that has a small torn piece of scratch paper perched on top of it. It reads in your familiar script: Here is your weapon, I have one too. Loser cooks dinner. Good fucking luck xo.

Bucky right out cackles when he sees your P.S - ‘p.s you should not have taught me how to snipe baby’

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“Your Cup is Full”. Study for a Minoan cylinder seal impression*, 2012/2017

Acrylics on prepaped paper, 13.7 x 18.5 cm

Last month I had a dream involving an old memory exercise – the blind study of an ancient Minoan cylinder seal impression painted back in 2012.

In my dream I return to the studio after a walk and realize I have a guest: someone is shuffling through drawings in complete darkness! I switch the light on and find myself standing in the middle of a subterranean place of worship. In front of me there’s a Persian girl examining my drawings scattered on the floor among oddly shaped (votive?) coins and gemstones. After a while she pulls this old sheet of studies, nods thoughtfully and cuts the seal impression out of it with scissors. She inspects the painting again before producing a qalam from the folds of her colourful hide and writing something just above the grotesque griffin figure. She then hands the sheet over to me with a lovely smile. To my surprise the tiny piece of paper weighs like an apple; the Farsi calligraphy reads “Your cup is full”. I reach out to touch the writing but my hand meets with an obstacle - there’s an invisible object sitting on the surface of the study!

Upon awakening I promptly pulled the sheet from the heap, cut out the impression, brought it as close to the dream version as I could and added the gilded calligraphy. Now haunted by the memory of the invisible object I can’t help touching the writing every now and then fully expecting the phantom barrier to block my finger.


this is my shelf in the living room its where i keep all of my prized posessions. most of them are things my sister bought me (bless her)

i got the pride flag at the huge march in seattle the day after gay marriage was legalized in the us.

not pictured: another su poster and a huge amazing print of stevonnie. my sister is constantly buying me stuff shes the best but im running out of Space

also.. just a fun fact… this is directly in front of the window to my apartment so everyone can see How Gay I Am

legendarydragondefender  asked:

Bae, gimme some lance hcs. Of him being awesome and strong and shit. I need to talk about my boy Lance. Feel free to include klance lmao ugh no but for real. I love lance he gives me life 💙💙

you: sent this 4 months ago

me: is it… too awkward for me to answer this now

also me: lol its never too late to talk abt lance

  • i love that it’s fairly widely accepted that lance will just casually latch onto anyone, at any time, ever. hunk could be cooking and lance is like “yes hello i am here to be a koala on your back, deal with it”
    • it is less known that lance loves it when people use him as a pillow. being trusted and liked enough that someone will willingly lay on him? that’s his kink
    • one time, keith fell asleep on his shoulder, and lance literally cried. pidge and hunk try to use this as blackmail but it doesn’t work because it turns out lance is incredibly unashamed.
    • lance: “yeah i cried ‘cause keith fell asleep on me he smells nice what do you want from me” pidge: “well i was hoping i could blackmail you into helping me do the cleaning coran’s forcing me to do but this is sickeningly sweet so you’re off the hook this time” 
    • and oh my GOD in the battle simulator hunk got launched into lance and they both fell to the ground, and lance gets the breath knocked right out of him when he hits the floor but he hears hunk say “aw dude your tummy is like, super comfy” and just beams because hell yeah it is hell yeah fuckin right he cant breathe but hell yeah
  • lance may not be the best with hand to hand combat, but as we know, he is a damn incredible shot. with nearly anything.
    • he made a slingshot out of an altean pen coran had laying around, one of keith’s elastics he found, and a stick he found on a planet they stopped on.
    • he’s sitting there and says to pidge “hey bet you i can hit shiro’s butt with this” *holds up tiny piece of rolled up paper*
    • pidge, glancing over to where shiro is pacing, talking to allura: “uhh huh okay let’s see it hotshot”
    • lance does it, first shot. 
    • shiro, turning around: lance i swear to GOD 
    • lance and pidge: LOOOOLLLL
    • he’s also that kid in middle school that would throw stuff into the garbage at the front of the classroom and he never missed so the class was always screaming OOOOOOOOOHOHHOOOO the teachers were Tired™
    • his aim is so good it’s eerie. there’s a galra sentry hidden in a dark corner, up high, and lance is the first one to notice it; he barely has to look before he takes a breath and shoots and hits it dead centre.
    • hunk, completely serious: that was the sickest thing thing ive ever seen dude
    • pidge: honestly? no hetero but same
    • hunk: king of my life
    • pidge: i’d die for u lance
    • keith: retweet
    • lance.exe has crashed
  • lance… has a strange obsession with mittens?
    • they went to another space mall and there was a pair of mittens?? in one of the alien clothing stores??? lance squeaked and grabbed hunk’s sleeve and pointed wildly and hunk was like “oh man are those MITTENS” and lance was like “HELL YEAH THEY ARE”
    • he proceeded to impulsively spend all of their money on seven pairs (one for every member of the team)
    • keith, flatly: and i’m the impulsive one who makes stupid decisions?
    • lance: um, excuse me, this isn’t stupid, what if we get cold hands? 
    • keith: gloves. we wear gloves, lance.
    • lance: i didnt come here to be ATTACKED. also youre wearing the wrong ones, those are allura’s, these ones are yours ‘cause they’re red, like you :)
    • keith, flustered: oh, okay
  • he really loves to make up expressions on the spot (this is canon tbh this boy coined “shut your quiznak”)
    • shiro is like talking about how theyre gonna infiltrate this galra ship and “it’s gonna be hard, but just stick to the plan and we’ll be fine” and lance is just like “well that really startles my hens” and everyone is like what does this mean
    • pidge and hunk finally manage to find a way to set up the game pidge and lance bought at the mall in that one episode
    • lance, with tears in his eyes: you guys are the best succulent cucumbers a guy could ask for
    • everyone: ???????????
  • bonus: lance knows every lyric to every britney spears song, ever. don’t test him
    • hunk: yeah he had a phase 
    • lance: …had? bitch ill have u know,
For your eyes only.

(Sadly, this gorgeous picture isn’t mine. Credits to the owner) 

Ever since the alarm announced the arrival of March 25th the slacken rhythm Harry had been sunk in became the hectic journey he had left behind two years ago.

Resuming the era of interviews, concerts, nights spent on the hard surface of an airplane seat, long and jammed release parties and, this time, a debut as an actor, was thrilling, yet once it was over, Harry could taste the exhausting flavour it had left.

Returning to the spotlight managed to dry out each and every drop of energy he had succeeded to gather.

And when the chaos came to a halt, all he could think about was on how bad he needed a rest. A nirvana where he could celebrate his joy his own way: no parties, no cameras, just a cosy cottage in the country, privacy and you.

So there you were, hidden away from the world, in the depths of the vast nature. Tall flowers covered the sight on display, making it seem like a large, green canvas dappled with lilac spots here and there.

Harry’s lanky frame rested upon the ground, eyes closed, mouth shut, peace taking over his expression, as if it were the most welcoming of the refuges. His slender fingers brushed deliberately on the scented figures surrounding him, allowing himself to discover their delicacy, and all he could think about was on the way their lingering perfume filled his lungs deliciously.

You were sat on top of him, thighs touching the revealed flesh of his pudgy hips. Through his camera you studied the image before you: long lashes grazing the apple of his cheeks, the straight bridge of his nose that widened as it ended, raspberry plump lips that begged to be kissed, his sharp jawline. The slightest of the details was captured in just a click, for your eyes only.

“Stop Pet, I know you’re taking pictures o’ me” He whined, peeking one eye open to catch a glimpse of your hidden face behind the lense.

“You told me to take pictures of what I found beautiful, that’s what I’m doing” You leaned to connect your lips with his, leaving the camera hanging from your neck in between of you both. His mouth gave yours a warm welcome. Your lips danced gently, finding each others’ rhythms effortlessly. His ringed hand cupped most of your cheek, the cold metal contrasting with the warmth of your skin; the other guided your every move from the nape of your neck.

The sensuality combined with the innocence of the kiss made the situation one of the most romantic you ever had.

Your hands let go of the fabric at the sides of his sweatshirt and slipped under the loose material easily. They skimmed on the chubby flesh, aiming to trace the pair of ferns laying upon it, giving him chills.

As your touch climbed to the sides of his waist he automatically flinched. You liked where this was going so you continued to dance your fingers over his body, this time earning a snicker.

“Oh no, Y/n, not again” He moaned, beginning to squirm out from your touch. You threw him a devilish smile, and he knew there was nothing he could do to change his fate. You tickled harder, only to watch the way his body jolted instantly, throwing his head backwards, mouth open to out loud chuckles vigorously. You stared at the image endeared: his body wriggling under yours; the high squeals that bolted past his lips, making him look younger; the crinkles by his eyes, signaling the repressed laughter his voice couldn’t cast. 

If you had to choose any look on him you’d go straight for that one, for sure.

“Sorry sweetie, what were you saying? Can’t hear you if you’re that loud” 

You leaned to nuzzle his neck, nibbling at it occasionally. That only led to higher giggles and the beginning of a reddish colour taking over his face. His hands roamed all over your body to find yours and stop your motions, eyes too shut to help him.

“Didn’t know you were so ticklish” You whispered tesingly into his ear, grinning at his hysterical snickering. His thighs kicked the small of your back fiercely, his wild writhing making you wag on him.

“Pet… please… I’m gonna die” He begged desperately, taking a deep breath once your hands stopped attacking his senses. He was a panting mess under you, last bits of laugher mixed with yours invading the atmosphere.

“Are you okay? Was it too much?” You asked, running your fingers through his dishevelled brunette locks, in a soothing and loving gesture.

His answer never arrived, hasty breaths and dimming giggles were the only thing he was able to utter, so you took his big hand wrapping yours and stroking it wanly as a positive reply.

While he came back from his high you contemplated everything at your sight: the dazzling sun rays filling every corner in the meadow with vivid joy; fresh air invading your system, cleansing it, erasing any remain of real life and its clutter; the man under you, who wiped off a tear of laughter with the back of his sleeve, his wide smile filling your chest with fondness.

You wished you could freeze time to stare at him forever, then you noticed the solid material hanging from your neck.

You focused the lense on him, with just a click you captured all your happiness in a tiny piece of paper, which slid out of the device seconds later.

A tiny piece of paper that was for your eyes only.



As you can see, I’ve been collecting fortune slips from dozens of fortune cookies over the years. (I keep my family’s too- I didn’t eat all those myself!) I use them for art projects occasionally and right now, they’re all in that bottle pictured above as a cute decoration piece. This morning, I just got the idea for a simple spell using the fortunes!

What you’ll need: 

- fortune from a fortune cookie

- a crystal or two (can be a type useful to your intent- I used clear quartz just for charging)


- candle (coloring appropriate for your fortune, white for a catchall)

This is a spell to MANIFEST THE FORTUNE ITSELF! The universe (or local Chinese take-out place) manifested the fortune to appear in YOUR COOKIE randomly! Do you want it to come true? 

For this spell, I pulled out “Be yourself and you will always be in fashion.” Since classes are starting tomorrow, this is a good fortune for bringing in friendships by being myself!

First, place the crystal(s) on top of or around the fortune. The fortune is already made, you’re just giving it a boost of power so it can come to fruition!

Next, ground yourself. Picture how you want the fortune to manifest in your life. Will the energy to move through the crystals to that tiny piece of paper. Make it real. 

And that’s it! You now have a charmed piece of paper that will come true! For extra release of energy, burn the fortune when you’re done. Since I don’t want to make that much smoke in my room, I’m going to carry around the charmed fortune in my backpack- and forget about it! The deed is done.

As an additional idea, you can charm a few like this and send them to friends as little gifts! Add them to letters or to cards. : )


Mad Love #2 - Request

Requested by @sexy-bookworm-fangirl:  Being Sherlock’s twin sister (basically the kinder and more sassy version of him), and Moriarty falls hard for Reader. Like, his breath is quick, he can’t think, and he stutters around Reader. Reader falls for him, and Sherlock, John, Mycroft, and Lestrade (your boss/bestest friend in the world) get protective of Reader
Sequel and Smut requested by multiple anons.

Pairing: Moriarty x reader

Word count: 3.609

Warnings: Smut - rough, unprotected, violent, oral (male receiving).

A/N: Yes, I based this on Vanessa Ives and Dorian Gray (Penny Dreadful); No, I’m not slightly sorry.


Originally posted by alksontini

|Part 1|

“(Y/N), my love, my princess…” Moriarty chanted in a whisper, “Escape with me. Let’s burn their hearts together; please, let me live by your side in the darkness in which we shall hide.”

“Jim, such a romantic.” She giggled.

“I’m serious,” he stated as his eyes widened exposing his maniac thoughts, “escape with me, (Y/N).”

“Where would we go that neither Mycroft nor Sherlock can find us in?” She asked.

“That is my point, exactly. We don’t have to find a place where they can’t find us, but rather a place where they will find us so they will not look there.” Jim cheered like a little boy talking about their favourite toy.

“Makes sense…” She mumbled.

“Then let us escape now.” Jim whispered,

“Right now?” She inquired.



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Joker Imagine - Quit *song inspired*

Author’s Note: This was requested and the imagine is based on Ariana Grande and Cashmere Cat’s song ‘Quit. I got a few ideas but I think that this one fits the song the best (??).  

Originally posted by 50daysformy-suicide

Your P.O.V.

After spending some quality time in Arkham Asylum for a few months, I was finally free. How did I get there? I was Joker’s girlfriend. I was always by his side on heists blah blah blah and people saw me as the devil. One night Batman saw me outside. I was just taking a walk because I was upset after a fight with J.Long story short, Batman caught me and sent me to the looney bin.

They gave me pills, needles, therapy and a lot of different shit that made me sane. I wasn’t so sure but they trusted me enough to let me go. I didn’t have a place to go nor a job. My family didn’t want to see me but I had a friend who let me stay at her place. So here I was at Kiara’s place in Gotham city. I was supposed to be happy but I wasn’t. Things were so boring.

‘’So um’’ Kiara broke the silence and looked at me. I was sitting on her brown couch. I had been staring out of the window for ten minutes. ‘’Yeah?’’ I faced my friend who was probably a little worried to have me here. ‘’Are you like..100% sane now?’’ She asked me slowly and sat down next to me. She had her brown hair in a ponytail and her green eyes were a little glossy. Had she been crying?

‘’I guess so’’ I shrugged and looked at the paper on the coffee table. It said that I was sane.They also gave back my other belongings such as my phone. It was loading on the floor since I hadn’t used it for a few months. Damn I felt so empty. I knew that something was missing. Why didn’t J come for me?

‘’Do you want to talk about it?’’ Kiara questioned me curiously. I knew she wanted to hear all the details of my crazy life. SHe was probably curious about Joker as well. ‘’Sure, what do you want to know?’’ I sighed but quickly tried to fix my behaviour with a smile. I mean she was the only person who offered to take me in for a while. Even my family hates me.

‘’We met at his club. He saw me and wanted to talk. I had been yelling at a pervert who grabbed my ass. Joker was impressed by my courage and then he shot the guy in the leg’’ I started explaining how my life turned from good to a rollercoaster of violence and chaos, but also love. I knew I wasn’t supposed to think about J like that anymore, but I wasn’t sure what to think. 

‘’He shot someone for you?’’ Kiara gasped. Oh boy she had no idea what he had done for me. If I told her everything, she’d probably get a heartattack. ‘’I guess so. Anyway we went for a ride and I was really scared. Turns out he wasn’t a douche towards everyone and to be honest he was nice. We uh..’’ I stopped in my tracks. How could I just tell her that I willingly jumped into chemicals?

‘’Did you guys have sex?’’ Kiara raised her eyebrow. She seemed a little disgusted of the thought of her best friend fucking a killer clown. ‘’Yes but not that night. He took me to a factory and I kinda jumped into chemicals which is the reason for my weird skin’’ I put my actions into words. I was a little drunk so I didn’t doubt jumping into the bath of acid. Kiara’s green eyes widened and she seemed a little scared.

‘’Jesus Y/N’’ She breathed out and then looked at my skin closely. Just then my phone started ringing. Our eyes met and my heart skipped a beat. ‘’I’ll get it’’ Kiara offered kindly and grabbed my phone. Once she saw the screen she turned pale. I snitched my phone away quickly and my thoughts were confirmed. The caller ID was Mistah J. My hands started trembling now.

‘’Y/N don’t answer him’’ Kiara barked angrily. ‘’He’s just going to take you back and suffocate you. Please don’t’’ She begged as tears stung her eyes. If I picked up, Kiara would hate me. Would I regret it? ‘’Fuck’’ I cursed and then felt how my body was trembling. I wanted to be in his arms but now I had a chance to live a normal life. He was a bad guy but deep inside I knew I liked that.

‘’Y/N i swear to-’’ Kiara started but I was quicker. I answered J and pressed the phone against my ear. Kiara stood up and backed away. ‘’H-Hi?’’ I spoke nervously because it was quiet. Then I heard him ,after months of missing him. ‘’Y/N..daddy misses you. I need you to come home’’ He growled but he didn’t sound angry. My breath hitched in my throat and tears started falling down my face. I hadn’t heard his voice for so long.

A part of me wanted to run to his hideaway and be with him again but another part of me didn’t. I felt more sane than before but just hearing his voice reminded me of all the fun we had. I was so carefree, so happy. ‘’Where are you?’’ J asked me sternly. My heart was beating hard against my chest now. ‘’I..I’m at Kiara’s place’’ I whispered because I knew my voice couldn’t carry. ‘’I’ll be there, Frost tracked the call’’ J promised me. Then the call ended.

What just happened?

‘’Y/N you crazy bastard!’’ Kiara screamed and threw a pillow at me. I dropped my phone and caught the pillow quickly. She was crying wildly in front of me. I felt bad for doing this to her. ‘’Why the fuck would you do that?’’ She sobbed and wiped her tears away. ‘’I didn’t know what to do’’ I defended myself and stood up as well. Kiara backed away from me. She was afraid.

‘’I thought you were sane’’ She admitted. Suddenly my lips curved into a smile. Me sane? I was surprised of my own actions. I giggled while I was crying. Kiara’s mouth was in a ‘O’ shape and she slid down the wall so she was sitting. ‘’You’re crazy’’ She told me. It stung of course, but the truth always hurts.

‘’I know’’ I shrugged and then I felt sad again. Why didn’t J come for me when I was in Arkham? Would I go to that hell hole again? A shiver ran down my spine. I didn’t want to go back. All the pain and the harsh people there was too much. I got a flashback of Arkham. I was surrounded by all these men and they held me down so hard. Then they stuck needles into me. I hated needles. They called me awful things and if I cried, they’d hit me.

‘’No!’’ I screamed and kicked the coffee table. My sane paper flew off and landed on my feet. I grabbed it and tore it into tiny pieces. As I finished ripping the paper, I sat on the couch and cried into my hands. Kiara and I were just crying for a few minutes. She was afraid of me and I was afraid of what would happen. What if J was still mad?

‘’Let’s g-go somewhere’’ Kiara tried to get me out of this while I still had a chance. I looked at her in shock. She still wanted the best for me. Well, what she thought was the best for me. I shook my head no. ‘’You run away, as far as you can. Please just go and don’t come back until tomorrow’’ I told her with my sane part. I knew J could shoot her. ‘’Not without you’’ She shook her head while speaking.

‘’This is my life Kiara, I don’t want you to suffer because of that’’ I let her know a little angrily. But it was too late. I heard gunshots from the hallway of the building and laughter. Kiara looked at me wide eyed. Only a few seconds later I heard a beep. I knew it was a bomb so I jumped towards Kiara and covered her. A second later I felt a heat wave wash across the room and the wall had a hole in it. Luckily we didn’t get hurt.

I heard footsteps coming closer until they stopped right behind us.My heart was beating wildly. I held my breath and turned around on the floor so I was on my back. I almost screamed when I saw him. Joker was standing in front of me in his suit and tie. As our eyes met, his red lips curved into a smile.

‘’Oh my god’’ I breathed out. It felt like my life flew off track. ‘’Is that how you say hello to your boyfriend?’’ He asked me harshly. Kiara’s cries made me look away from J. Her hands were on her head and she didn’t dare to look at J. ‘’Hello? Earth to Y/N’’ J broke the silence and waved his hand in front of my face. I startled and flinched a little bit.

What was wrong with me?

I looked at him again and saw that his smile was gone. He seemed angry and perhaps a little sad as well. Suddenly he pulled me up on my feet and he examined me closely. ‘’What did they do to you?’’ He growled so angrily I swear he was ready to kill someone. My entire body was trembling and tears kept rolling down my face. For a moment he just stared at me in disbelief.

‘’Y/N speak to me’’ He demanded and it made me whimper. ‘’I’m s-sorry J’’ I apologized for my behaviour. I wasn’t myself at the moment. He grabbed his gun and shot the wall, destroying Kiara’s apartment even more. Once again I flinched because of the bang. 

‘’We’re going home and you’ll be just as good as before, no matter what it takes’’ He planned seriously. I bit my lips and nodded. Then finally something happened that I missed so much. J pulled me into his arms and I wrapped my own arms tightly around him. Being in his arms was my home. I felt so safe. He was my heaven but he was also my hell.

‘’Y/N’’ Kiara whimpered. I tilted my head so I could see my friend. She was standing now but I could see how wildly she was shaking. ‘’You don’t want this’’ She tried to ‘save’ me. J’s muscles tensed and he got angry. ‘’Don’t tell her what she wants or what she doesn’t want’’ J hissed to my friend. Then he let go of me and walked closer to Kiara. No no no..

‘’J can we go?’’ I asked him as steadily as I could. Now they both looked at me, making me feel a bit anxious. ‘’It’s either him and a crazy life or me and I’ll help you back to normal’’ Kiara told me. It made J really angry. He was really close to piercing her skull with a bullet. ‘’You think she’d stay with you?’’ J laughed rudely and then ran his hand through his green hair.

I knew that I would pick J but that would mean something bad. I looked at Kiara and tried to mouth ‘sorry’. ‘’J of course I’ll come with you, I can’t quit you’’ I explained honestly. ‘’That’s my girl’’ He purred and pulled me close to his chest with his left arm. Then he raised his right arm. Before I knew why, he pulled the trigger. Kiara fell down onto the floor and blood started pooling around her throat. My lips parted from shock.

‘’It had to be done’’ J told me quietly. I gulped and then nodded. Instead of being such a scaredy cat, I relaxed into his arms. I had him again. The thought that he came for me was comforting me a lot. He still cared about me. ‘’Now let’s go home. There’s wine and joints in bed if you need to relax’’ He whispered into my ear.Although I was sad, angry, happy, tired and everything else at the same time, I smiled.

‘’What about grapesoda?’’ I giggled and wiped away my tears. He was obsessed with that. ‘’Hmm..of course’’ He answered me after a while. ‘’I don’t know what they did to you in that place you were in but I swear everything will be just like before. It’s just you and me in this city. We can torture those who hurt you’’ He promised me with a twist of darkness in his voice. But for me, those were very loving words from him.

Before I could answer him, he pressed his lips against mine. My eyes widened but I kissed him back. Damn I missed those sweet lips of his.