~inner goddess~

The idea is to live your life in a way that makes you feel lit up. Alive. Full fledged. Beautiful. Know and find what nourishes you inside out, bones to skin and then you build your world from that alone. All else is not part of your revolution; Or your ultimate evolution.

In Indian Mythology, a powerful and evil demon was given a boon. And his askance, as he considered women feeble, weak creatures was that only a female could kill him. He believed this would guarantee his immortality. Imagine his surprise then, when the Goddess Kali appeared, a necklace of demon heads like his around her neck, her power far overshadowing his, and he no match for her incredible strength, defeating him in record time. What I am trying to tell you is, they have always underestimated us, no matter what form we take. What I am also saying is, we should channel our inner Goddesses and make them rue the day they made that mistake.
—  Nikita Gill, Ma Kali
How to Start an Art Journal

Here are some hints and tips to help encourage and inspire you!


1. Buy a journal or sketchbook with blank white pages so you can express yourself freely without the constriction of lines. (Or if you prefer lined pages, that’s great too!) The thicker sketchbook pages are great for practice. If you don’t want to go through the trouble of buying a journal, printer paper works as a good canvas.

**Using cardboard behind your pages when painting is a good technique to help keep paint from leaking and helps it dry faster.**

2. Purchase some basic art supplies like watercolor paints, acrylic paints, spray paints, letter stencils, colored pencils, multicolored sharpies, Staetdler fineliner pens, etc… These supplies don’t have to be fancy and expensive to work. Take some time to figure out what you like to use and what effects you want to produce with your art.

**A lot of popular journaling techniques involve creating a watercolor background and a mixed media layered effect for their creations. But, this is about you! Get creative and experiment!**

3. Use words, quotes, images, mixed media, and simple and elaborate drawings to create personal pages that express who you are as an artist and writer.

**Get out of your comfort zone and draw things you wouldn’t normally draw. If you don’t like what you’re creating, give yourself time to grow and learn. It’s important to be patient with yourself and let go of your high expectations. Give yourself credit for trying and keep practicing! Don’t give up!**

4. To learn more about art journaling, you can always use Google for more information, look up tutorials on Youtube, check out books from your local library, or even take online art journaling classes. Some classes are even free! There are tons of resources for you to research.


**Don’t wait until the “time is right” or when the “inspiration hits you.” Dive right in and go for it!**


Some art journaling prompts:


1. Practice hand-lettering your favorite words.
2. Practice using calligraphy for your journal entries.
3. Draw your favorite silly emojis.
4. Draw symbols that hold significance to you.
5. Illustrate a cute scene from your favorite TV show.
6. Create your own comic book page inspired by a day in your life.
7. Make your own mandala and color it in.
8. Make a favorite quote page.
9. Fill an entire page with random doodles.
10. Dedicate a page to your fictional or irl crush.
11. Tape in photos from your favorite trip and add meaningful captions.
12. Illustrate a page on how to cheer yourself up when you’re upset.
13. Use stencils to create word art that describes how you feel right now. 14. Cut out your favorite adjectives from the newspaper.
15. Make a “Truths and Confessions” page to release some tension.
16. Color a page red. Write a long rant until your feel better.
17. Illustrate a monster that has scared you and confront it with words.
18. Create a page filled with characteristics of people you admire.
19. Cut out images from magazines that illustrate your dream life.
20. Use a waterbrush pen to write your favorite book quote.
21. Dedicate a page to your favorite band.
22. Doodle and write your favorite lyrics.
23. Write the words you want to say to someone important to you.
24. Sketch a character you’ve fallen in love with.
25. Create geometric or odd shapes. Make them flow together.
26. Use ink and colored pencil to outline your plans for the week.
27. Write a poem. It doesn’t have to rhyme. Let it come from the heart.
28. Write about the people, places, and things that inspire you.
29. Create a symbol that reflects your life. (Ex: zigzag= stressful)
30. Sketch or write a list of things you’re thankful for.
31. Make a favorite holiday page.
32. Make a page for your favorite personal photos.
33. Create a new identity for yourself. Illustrate your personality.
34. Illustrate a scene from a fairy tale or make up your own.
35. Draw a totally new character that represents your alter-ego.
36. Dedicate a page to your favorite colors.
37. Write one word that describes you well in big, bold letters.
38. Go outside. Draw the first object you see.
39. Write/illustrate your surroundings.
40. Create a page detailing your ideal peaceful environment.
41. Let the day’s weather inspire your pages.
42. Express whether you’re a night owl or an early bird.
43. Create a layered effect by using old letters, important notes, etc…
44. Create a personal mantra page. (Ex: “Live. Laugh. Love.”)
45. Doodle your favorite silly facial expressions.
46. Make a page dedicated to the places you want to travel to.
47. Draw your inner god/goddess. Name them.
48. Write about the talents you have and the talents you wish you had.
49. Create a “Good Memories” page to make yourself smile later on.
50. Draw a broken heart. Journal about your heartaches.
51. Draw yourself in your favorite clothes.
52. Illustrate your favorite place to write, read, study, etc…
53. Mod Podge old book pages to your journal page for a background.
54. Spray paint your favorite symbol on the page.
55. Journal about superpowers you wish you had.
56. List the things that make you laugh.
57. Draw your favorite plant or flower and explain why you like it.
58. Use a childhood experience to influence your journal page.
59. Draw a candle and write about how it symbolizes hope.
60. Journal about the habits you want to change.
61. Fill a journal page with compliments to yourself.
62. Create a venn diagram and compare/contrast yourself with a friend.
63. Write a “Note to Self” page.
64. Illustrate a favorite career page and how you want to make money.
65. Create a system of symbols that represent people, places, and things.
66. Make a page dedicated specially for your zodiac sign.
67. Illustrate your most embarrassing moment from last week.
68. Make a page of regrets and write about how you could fix them.
69. Draw a stack of books and illustrate your reading goal for the year.
70. Take a heart stencil and dab red paint inside the lines. Write about the things you love most in the world and why they’re worth living for.
71. Cut out stars from copy paper and glue them on the page to form your favorite constellation.
72. Draw a line. Name one point Start and the other one End. write about how you want to grow as a person throughout your life.
73. Stain your journal pages with a damp tea bag to give it an old parchment look. Once it’s dry, write a magic spell for your life.
74. Find your favorite poem and journal about why it inspires you.
75. Dedicate a page for things you’d tell your younger self.
76. Draw your favorite animal then fill it in with bright colors.
77. Use some of that old junk mail, glue it in, and paint over it.
78. Write a “Pet Peeves” page. Don’t stop writing until you feel better.
79. Write about your day and shape the sentences into a spiral.
80. Draw or write with your non-dominant hand and see what happens.
81. Paint a rainbow and write about what your pot of gold (a goal or a dream) would be on the other side.
82. Sketch a sunset and describe how to bring closure to your problems.
83. Tape multi-colored notecards or sticky notes in your journal. Jot down little positive reminders to yourself.
84. Use only acrylic paint and puff paint to doodle and write.
84. Journal about the wisest thing you’ve heard someone say to you.
85. Write about your addictions/obsessions.
86. Create a simple collage of things you dislike with magazines.
87. Illustrate a door opening and journal about your new opportunities.
88. Draw your ideal relaxing vacation.
89. Make a list of the places you’ve been today.
90. Tape in receipts of the special things you’ve bought.
91. Tape in ticket stubs of the movies you’ve seen this year.
92. Press leaves and flower petals onto the page.
93. Paint or draw old sayings like “The pen is mightier than the sword.”
94. Record a dream and draw a few people or places you saw in it.
95. Journal about your beliefs.
96. Create a new style/font of handwriting.
97. Use stickers and stamps to make a border around your page. Fill in the center by writing about your “stick-to-itiveness” or perseverence.
98. Draw you and your friends from an old photo and embellish the sketch with an inspiring/relatable quote. Capture the happy moments.
99. Use all the colors of your sharpie pens to write out your thoughts.
100. Make a page detailing all the things you want for your future.


Express yourself without fear. Remember journaling is all about you. This is your personal journey, so you don’t have an obligation to show anyone your creations.


Make good art!

“That’s the beautiful
thing about self love-
you wear it like a dress
and it becomes more and more
exquisite
with time” 🌸✨

I’ve lost 10lbs which is halfway to my “short term” weight loss goal, and I felt really good about myself in this outfit! No shame in feeling good about yourself, post your selfies and fuck the haters! Hope you’re all giving yourselves some self love; I’m sending positivity and light to you all! Blessed be!

Leo - Demon Darling 

Leo is a fire sign, and the heart is an organ of fire. The beat of the heart energises Leo physically and spiritually, it symbolises a spiritual centre. The aura of Leo is a temple of worship, this is where the Goddesses gather to imbibe glory, courage, and honour. The emotional force of Leo represents the radiance of the sun, and it nourishes in a similar way. Leo intelligence is the heart of the mind, they dance as one, there is no separating love and Leo. This is why the Leo is capable of tremendous bliss and ascension, they can focus solely on the echo of a heartbeat, the music of their pulse, so everything disappears but the cosmic heart, and this is the ultimate rapture of Leo. The heart is not just a mechanical organ. We know this by the way it flutters when we are moved and aches when we are broken. Leos mobilise off pure instinct, the lion roaring in the ego’s cage. The Mother Goddess is facilitates the divine expression of Leo, it is She who holds the lion’s mouth in her hands, it is She who can tame its godly exuberance. In its highest form, the Leo’s pride, arrogance, and vanity is transmuted to the inner Mother and released to the demons in return for the heart’s wisdom, purification, and awakenings. Alice Bailey says that the first great battle is undertaken in Leo, the second being in Scorpio. The demons of the ego, the mind without the heart are slain here. Cats (Leo) are sacred to Kali, she domesticates it, she summons fury against those who harm female cats,  she rides a lion into battle, and slices its ego’s desires. The Divine Mother expresses through the heart of Leo, and its this inner goddess whom can guide them to dispel the pain and complexes generated by the demons of the mind. It is Leo’s tremendous cosmic contract to burn these demons in the fire of their heart.

-C.

(art: kurtis rykovich)

So I’ve doing a lot of inner work especially Shadow Work and I realized that my inner child has been BEGGING to come out. Theres a lot of who I used to be that i am surpressing which is greatly hindering me in life bc lil Jessie was a BADASS! I decided that its time to not only honor her but to find her again. So i made a candle dedicated to my child self! Wasn’t I such a cute kid? Lol! Im planning a whole self dedication ritual for the full moon and Im going to set up a small shrine for myself! Im very excited!

{PART 9} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; Jungkook takes you shopping and you inadvertently give him a lesson on just how cruel humans can be to each other.

{Part 1} // {Part 8} {Part 9} {Part 10}

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)

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Sweet as Marilyn, Cold as Cleopatra

****Long post alert***. This is primarily for the asks rotting in my inbox for months. Apologies! I have been MIA from Tumblr and the bowl for a while now (sick). Anyway, the title of this post pays homage to two seductresses I admire a lot. My sugar daddies who have been great mentors. The horrible men I’ve dated who have equally taught me a lot. And Robert Greene (author of Art of Seduction and Mastery. Great books. READ them!),You become a master by observing first. Analyze. Learn. Practice. Experiment. Apply. Transform.  "When you learn the rules, you can dominate".

Lesson 1: Seduction is more psychological than physical. The physical aspect of it is important as well. That’s it’s own category. But when you understand what your sugar daddy truly wants, you can (dare I say, ) “manipulate” him better. Anyone can be seductive. From skinny to bbw to medium size to giant scar on your forehead. You can succeed as a sugar baby. You just have to understand how to play the game and yes, I do think it’s all a game. So next time your sugar daddy yaps about his robust, lazy wife who may or may not be fucking the foreign gardener and spends 9 hours at the country club; and his cocaine addicted son at Harvard, LISTEN. He wants a shoulder, so be that. The key here is to show that support, care, and understanding but at the same time, don’t tangle yourself in the drama that you become his on-call therapist. Don’t call him at 10pm at night to check up on him. Unless he’s willing to pay you $800 per hour. When you understand what a person wants/how their mind operates, you can cater to their needs/deal with them better. OBSERVE. When you master psychological seduction, you will be well on your way.

Lesson 2: Be mysterious/intriguing. If your mom kicked you out of the house when you were a fetus, KEEP IT TO YOURSELF, at least in the initial stages. If you dropped out of college when you were still in the womb, keep it to yourself. When you reveal too much of yourself, you tire/bore people and eventually become forgettable. Everyone has a story. So save your sob story and ex boyfriend drama for the struggling author down the street who has been having writer’s block for the past 15 years.  What does Cleopatra,Marilyn Monroe, and Casanova all have in common? Mystery/leaving something to the imagination. These women/man armed themselves with an air of mystery that left those in their wake yearning for more. I’ve never seen Angelina Jolie as one of the most beautiful women on earth. But man there’s something about her that makes Hollywood go crazy. She shares bits of herself and her life but there’s always that edge of mystery. She leaves you wondering what’s going on behind the *is it fake or is it not fake* lips/smile. The key is timing. Don’t share too much.  Keep them guessing. No need for your sugar daddy or pot to know what cards you have up your sleeves. By sharing too much, you make yourself seem needy and DESPERATE. No bueno.

Lesson 3: Don’t always be available. I used to make this mistake, especially when I liked a guy. Never lasted long in my opinion. So I learned and changed tactics and mannnnn things definitely changed. Sometimes, saying NO works more in your favor. I don’t care if you’re bored out of your mind at home and counting the cobwebs on your ceiling. An occasional NO will put a sugar daddy in his place. It will tell him that you’re not at his beck and call. It will also tell him that you have other priorities outside of sugaring. Your life/time does not revolve around him. If he’s that interested in you, trust me, he will reschedule and work with you. Don’t turn into Mrs.NO to Everything but learn how to use it when applicable. This ties in a bit with mystery. When you say no and he asks what your plans for the day are, cultivate a story if you don’t have legit plans! You can say that you’re going on a short getaway with a group of girlfriends, going on a spa treatment for yourself only, etc. The key here is to appear that you have a fun, adventurous life outside. Your time is PRECIOUS.

Lesson 3.5: Create respectable distance. This ties in with 3. By creating respectable distance, you are again putting a sugar daddy in his place. You need space because you have a life. It will command his respect. The thing about a lot of men is that they loveeee a challenge. Especially wealthy men, who are used to having whatever they desire. By giving him what he wants, whenever he wants it, he will exploit that and before you know it, he will detach and disappear (which a lot of guys do). When you challenge him, it will drive him crazy. It will keep him on edge. He will come back for more. So treat yourself like a rare gem. There are vultures out here. So when you play into his wishes easily, well… easy come, easy goes.And before they go, they will devour you completely. When you allow him to insert himself in every aspect of your life, he will probably take advantage of you. The key here is to create enough distance that he’ll keep wondering about you but not so much that he completely forgets you. This can be tricky but it is not impossible.

Lesson 4: Confidence. I’m one of those people who believe that while some have innate confidence, others have to learn it. So if need be, LEARN confidence. It takes time and patience. Trial/error. Note what your shortcomings are and practice on bettering yourself. It could range from repeating daily mantras to yourself to changing a specific look about you, practice! practice! Note what your strengths are and USE it to your advantage. Again practice!  Marilyn Monroe wasn’t always a sultry, seductress. In fact, from her appearance, her voice, her make-up, to her persona, she had to practice it all to master it, especially in public. It took her years, but she eventually morphed into one of the most iconic seductresses of all time.

Lesson 5: Be bold/ assertive. There is a fine line between boldness/assertiveness and Mrs.Yes. It is okay to voice your interests, opinions, dislikes, etc. It is equally okay to disagree with something your sugar daddy says/wants. The key is to do it respectfully. Don’t try so hard to please him that you agree to everything (including things that make you uncomfortable). If he wants you to have sex with his bald, hairy micro-human friend from the country club and the idea makes your vagina retract in disgust, SPEAK UP. Don’t be Mrs. Yes because it can be dangerous to you. Plus you will give him the upper hand.

Lesson 6: Be playful. You don’t have to be serious 24/7. Make effective use of body language by using eye contact, touch, smiling, etc.Position your posture in such a way that you appear comfortable but not slouching. Engage him in fun activities sometimes. Show him what you enjoy doing/try to learn what he enjoys as well. I remember when I first took my sugar daddy to a rave. He was soooo out of place with his expensive ass suit but we had such a good laugh. It was fun. It is also okay to flirt and tease but do not over do it. . If he tells you of his former beauty queen ex wife who divorced him, took half his wealth, and got full custody of the kids, it will NOT be a good time to start flirting then or batting your eye lashes. The key is to know when to be playful and when to engage in a serious conversation with him.

Lesson 7: Stroke his ego occasionally, especially when he’s a good boy. Let him know you enjoy his company, his time, what he gives you, etc. It’s tough to balance but you don’t want to seem like you can’t do without the lifestyle he grants you. Remember, you are accustomed to a luxurious lifestyle. Men like feeling like protectors, especially wealthy men. So stroke that big fat ego and let him think it. When he misbehaves, adjust accordingly. 

Lesson 8: If all else fails, create/channel an alter-ego. It sounds somewhat extreme but I have one. I created a whole new persona for myself. When I first started out four plus years ago, I appeared too innocent. And that was my biggest weakness. My naivete showed and definitely I was taken advantage of and cheated but I learned. FAST. Soon after, I stopped telling men I was inexperienced. I stopped allowing myself to appear innocent. I became a chameleon.The person I am with sugar daddies/ on pot dates is completely different from the girl I am at home/school/work/with friends. With these men, I am a worldly, experienced WOMAN. I am used to ultra-luxury and deserve nothing but the best. Of course at home/elsewhere, I am a girl/ nursing student who studies a bit too much, curses a bit too much, enjoys being wild with friends and plans on attending medical school to become a psychiatrist. Find what works for you and channel her. We all have inner goddesses and seductresses in us. 

Lesson 9: “Be nice, be nice. Until it’s time to stop being nice…" Okay, this sounds psycho meets fatal-attraction-esque but no worries! know when to curse a  pompous, disrespectful son of a bitch out. Seriously, know when to walk away. Channel your inner Cleopatra/Bitchery and crush his ass. Do not be afraid to stomp an arrogant asshole out of existence (figuratively of course). I don’t care but no amount of money is worth being disrespected. If you allow a man to disrespect and treat you like a common commodity, he will not stick around for long. He will use, abuse, and break you. And frankly, You DO NOT deserve that. If he calls you a racial slur ( and claims it’s a joke, LIES), forces himself on you, disrespects you in anyway hurtful and dehumanizing, among other things, WALK THE FUCK AWAY and report the incident to authorities if the action warrants it. And let your middle finger do the rest of the talking. 

**All in all, I hope this helps someone out here. Remember, what works for one person make not work for you. But you can still learn from others around you** And that my friends, is the most important lesson of all.

xoxo

M

✨ Bath Magick Guide ✨

It’s an easy thing to become so busy or distracted that you don’t have the time to focus as intently on your craft as you may like. During instances like these, why not take a magickal bath? We usually decide to take baths for their relaxing properties… And with good reason! What better way to show yourself a little self-love than soaking in a warm tub filled with fluffy bubbles, skin-softening salts, or sparkly bath bombs? And when you are a witch, it can be even ~more~ exciting - treat yourself to a healing bath that will awaken your inner Goddess (or God), draw away bad energies, and leave your spirit feeling rejuvenated!

💖 Ideas to Try 💖

🎀 ½ a cup of sea salt, sprinkled over the length of the tub as soon as it is filled with warm water. Himalayan pink salt is a great idea, too - their properties add nutrients that assist in relaxing and rejuvenation. (These salts not only boost your energy levels, but also assist in detoxification + help skin conditions)! Just make sure they are safe for you to use and are coming from a reputable source. ♡

🎀 Surround your tub (safely) with white candles to promote healing and purification (or try any other color candle to promote other specific energies you may need! Ex: red or pink for love, orange for creativity). If you like, do the same with crystals - surround the tub with quartz/rose quartz, amethyst, or obsidian (or place them straight in your bath water)!

🎀 Add a few drops of healing oil to the warm water. (Try lavender for relaxation or sandalwood for healing).

🎀 Flower petals! Toss a few from a flower (roses are always excellent) over the water or the bubbles that you use. In addition, if you like, research herbs that are safe to use in baths. ♡

🎀 Lemon slices! (Unless you are allergic to lemon, in which case disregard this section). Cut up a lemon and add the slices to your water. (Let them sit for about 3-5 minutes before entering your bath). The usage of lemon in a bath relaxes sore/tense muscles, pulls any harmful toxins out of your body through your skin, and evens out the skin tone! (Plus - it smells wonderful).

🎀 Try blessing a bath bomb or bubble bar before use! Set up a small crystal grid, light some sweet-smelling incense and candles, and place your bath bomb in the center. Say a quick blessing while you meditate before your little altar.

Once you have sunken into your magickally anointed bath, close your eyes and feel the energy of the water around you. Lye comfortably still in your bath as you breathe in the sweet, collected scent brought on by all of the things you have used for this bath ritual. Repeat a simple mantra in your head - anything you need to sink into relaxation. Now, envision the water as a bright, white energy surrounding you. It encompasses you with love and protection, like a warm hug. Lye in your bath for as long as it takes to feel as if this healing light has fully taken you in its comfort. Once this feeling is obtained, you may drain the tub. Stay lying there as it drains, visualizing all of the previous negative energies as being drained away, out of sight, and, ultimately, out of your life. Once the tub has drained, remove any leftover petals/crystals/surrounding candles/etc, and take a quick shower to get off any remnants that may be leftover on your body. Imagine the shower water flowing off of your body as any remaining negative thoughts or energies, draining away for good. ♡

Easy Peasy

Brief Summary: Tony Stark catches you watching Magic Mike and decides to give you a little show himself. 

Words:  3,108

Warnings: Smut and Fluff? Kinda if you squint. 

Pairing: Tony Stark X Female!Reader


Originally posted by fuckyeahtonystark

A gasp escaped your lips, your eyes glued to the TV. A blush spreading across your cheeks as you watched the sexy scene play out before you. Of course, you had to be watching Magic Mike. Natasha had told you it was a great movie but shouldn’t watch it around Tony.Tony your boyfriend of nearly two years, who constantly has you involved in things you shouldn’t be involved in. Like the Avengers, and all of SHIELDS business. No secrets right? And through it all the raid on New York, the Winter Soldier mishap, and even Ultron (Who makes a murder bot anyway?) you two have stayed together and stayed happy.

Another hot scene had you fanning yourself as you sat on the couch, in the living room you and Tony shared on his floor. You almost felt like sliding your hand into your (F/C) PJs pants and pleasuring yourself since Tony was still in the lab. But somehow you managed to hold out a little long. The beat of the music coming from the TV and the way the strippers moved their bodies was such a turn on. And you could feel that warm heat pooling between your thighs as you shifted.

Just as you were about to give up and pleasure yourself, your boyfriend walks in the door with a thing of roses. But you can’t pull your eyes away from the TV.Tony, of course, notices this, normally you’d jump up and embrace him. This time you didn’t and he was a bit jealous. He set the roses down and walked over to see what you were watching. As soon as he saw Magic Mike playing he starred at you, shocked. You were never the type of girl to do this or watch such things. That’s what he was for, making his own mini (not- abusive, and kinda sweet) version of fifty shades of gray. Awakening your inner goddess, and well he loved doing it. Without a second thought, he stood in front of the TV, hands firmly placed on his hips.

“What do you think you are doing (Name)?” He huffed, clearly unpleased. Why would you want to watch a bunch of fake strippers instead of being with your boyfriend? Which of course meant hot sex.

“Tony.” You whined, leaning forward to push him out of the way of the TV. You didn’t care what you were doing, the way they moved their hips was mesmerizing. Even the sexiness that was Tony couldn’t compete with this.

He was a little hurt as she pushed him out of the way, did she really want the movie more than him? He was never the jealous type until you came along. He never wanted to share you and now that’s basically what it felt like he was doing. Moving back in front of the TV he glared at her.

“I’m here you know, I took off from the lab early just to see you. I went and got you roses too, to say I’m sorry for all the time in the lab. And now, now you’re choosing some movie over me? Your boyfriend?” His voice was laced with poison and honey. “This fake movie, with fake strippers. That’s not even what real strip clubs look like! Let alone the strippers! How can you even like that?” You glared at him a moment, but you felt a little bad. Tony did get off early for you, and the flowers. Hell, he even stopped watching porn for you, unless it was with you. 

“Tony it’s just a movie. And I just wanna finish it. That’s all.” But it was clear it was much more than that.He rolls his eyes, crossing his arms over his Arc Rector.

“Those dance moves aren’t even hard you know. Even Steve could do them.” You chuckled softly knowing you wouldn’t get to finish it tonight.

“Steve? Well yeah, probably he’s super buff and super flexible. He wouldn’t have trouble doing it.”

“Clint could too.” He huffed before glancing across the room. Clearly, he was jealous, and probably mad at the fact he put Steve striping into your head.

“Of course Clint could. Have you seen the way he trains with Nat? Or his arm strength.” You hum looking over your lover, finally seeing the jealousy in him.

“I could too.” He muttered under his breath, hoping you didn’t hear it. He knew he wasn’t as flexible as Steve or as strong. And Clint was a close second, but they couldn’t be that hard right?

A laugh rolled off your lips at that. “No, Tony, you couldn’t.” You didn’t mean it in a bad way, but you knew his body. He once even pulled a leg muscle from a position you guys were trying. He couldn’t do half, if any, of the dances they do in Magic Mike. Not that it bothered you, he was great at other things.

“I so could,” he glanced at the TV before nodding “Easy Peasy.” You, of course, raised your eyebrow to this. The idea of him moving his hips in such sinful ways just for you.Well, that got you wet, and now he had your full attention. Even though you knew he wouldn’t do it, it was a hot thought. You stood up moving to go turn off the movie before you felt his arms round your waist, stopping you.“I don’t think so (Name)” He growled seductively, pressing his hips against you roughly. He was easily semi hard and very protective at the moment.You let out a small groan, feeling his body against yours. You were so sensitive from trying to sit through that movie, you forgot about your own desire. 

“Tony I just wanna turn off the movie.”

“No.” He growled again but it was rough, more like a command. A smirk forming on his lips as he stood you up properly and ran his hand up your chest before down to cup your crotch. You back firmly pressed against his chest.You let out a loud gasp, clearly able to feel his fingers through the thin material of your (F/C) Pj bottoms. 

“Tony..” You whisper softly, your hips slightly swaying into his.That earned a small hiss from him, you knew those sexy hip-hugging pants weren’t helping his erection. Even though he tried to keep you still, you turned in his arms and kissed him. Once your lips were on his he lost it, his hands desperately roaming your body trying to pull you closer. Your hands slid down his chest going straight for the button on his pants. He grabbed your hands with a smirk on his lips, which were currently pressed against your neck.

“Baby, I’m hot just like an oven..” He whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You made this playboy get that hot? “I need some lovin’,” He whispered after a few seconds.He was not doing what you thought he was. You pulled back and looked at him to see if he was really serious about this. “And Baby, I can’t hold it much longer, It’s getting stronger and stronger.” He hummed out softly, oh he was so going to ass an ass cause of the movie. “And when I get that feeling, I want sexual healing, sexual healing.” He sang softly before lightly rolling his hips into yours.You let out a soft moan before chuckling softly. 

“Tony stop playing around and let me have you.” You huffed softly before he ran his hands over your hips.

“JARVIS, play my track.” He spoke to the ceiling before setting you softly on the couch. As sure as you were sitting there Marvin Gaye; Sexual Healing started playing. 

You chuckled quite loudly looking up at Tony with an amused look.“What now Tony? You gonna dance for me?” You teased before rolling your eyes. You honestly knew he wouldn’t ever do anything to make a fool of himself. It wasn’t who he was, and well you kinda wished he would be silly to you.

“I am, actually. Easy Peasy.” He smirked before swaying his hips softly to the beat. He took his white blazer in his hands softly sliding it off his shoulders before flipping it back on. “Just enjoy.” He purred before sliding his hands down, hooking his thumbs on the belt loops of his jeans. Circling his hips to the beat of the music, a small hip thrust between each circle.You could feel your cheeks heating up, you honestly couldn’t believe what you were seeing. Tony, The Tony Stark, giving you a private strip show. 

You fidgeted on the couch, unable to sit still. You looked at him, clearly undressing him as he went on.Your looks only encouraged him more, cause as nervous as he was, he knew you would enjoy this. He finally shimmed his blazer off, tugging on his shirt before lifting it up a little. You obviously couldn’t help yourself as you let out a little cheer for him. That made his cheeks go pink, slowly pulling his shirt off and throwing it to you.

“Woooh! Take it off!” You cheered your boyfriend on, no matter how embarrassed you clearly were. Tony smiled widely before sliding his hands over his hips, slowly popping the button on his jeans. His eyes would slowly crawl over your body, oh how he wanted to quit this stupid show and take you. But he wouldn’t he needed to prove no one is better than him, besides you of course.You felt like you would start drooling any moment. You bit your lip trying to hold back a moan, as you watched him palm at himself through his jeans. His head tipping back with a moan of your name rolling off your lips. You stood up walking over to him, leaning in and kissing him roughly. You didn’t wanna play this game anymore, you wanted him now!He chuckled and interlocked your fingers with his before pulling away from the kiss. 

“No Touching (Name), or you won’t get any tonight.” He whispered huskily in your ear. You were trembling, just wanting his hands all over your body. A soft whimper falling from your lips as he once again sat you on that dreaded couch. You wanted to protest but he wouldn’t have any of it. But instead of stepping back to the spot he was in, he kicked your legs apart softly standing between them. His hands caressing your face before running into your hair as his circle and thrust his hips so close to you.

Shaky hands slide up his thighs, you were wondering if he would stop you but he didn’t. You trailed your fingers over the top of his somewhat exposed boxers before slowly pulling the zipper down. But as soon as you were going to touch him, he pulled away and stepped back into his spot slowly working his pants off his hips. His hands tugging on his boxers before pulling them back up.You cursed under your breath, he was really drawing this out. 

“Tony, please..” You whined softly before he smirks, his eyes dark and full of lust.

“Please, what Sweet Cheeks~” He purred his hand rubbing himself softly through his boxers, keeping direct eye contact with you the whole time. He knew what you wanted, he wanted it as well.

“Get over here and let me have you!” You begged softly, hating the fact that he was working you up so much. But the need in your voice clearly affected him, he couldn’t think straight any longer.

“Come here Kitten~” He purred holding out his hands to you, you jumped up before even taking his hands. A chuckle passed through his part lips before he kissed you roughly, backing you up into the wall. His hips firmly pressed into yours, causing you to gasp loudly into the kiss. Giving him time to slip his tongue in, slowly twirling around yours.God, he had such a talented tongue, and hands which were currently pushing your PJs bottoms off your hips. 

“Mmm,” He moaned into your mouth, his fingertips stroking along your silk laced panties. Okay, maybe you were going to surprise him when he finally got home. In your defense, you haven’t had sex in about a month and you so wanted him to want you.“You got new panties? Just for me (Name)?” He smirks breaking the kiss before his hands slid your shirt up and over your head. “Mmm, I like it.” His dark eyes, frighten and excited you all at once. You have never seen him like this before, but you loved it. His kissed down your chest, his hands resting in the small of your back pulling you closer to his lips as he got onto his knees.You gasp running your fingers through his short hair as his tongue traveling along the top of your silk panties. 

“T-tony.” You moaned softly, tugging on his hair lightly. He growled seductively before easily sliding your panties over to push a finger into you, a soft groan coming from him.

“My god (Name) you are so wet.” He panted softly, pumping his finger in and out of your quickly. Your breath caught in your throat as your head tipped back against the wall. Legs trembling turning to jello as your boyfriend worked on you.Soon even he couldn’t hold back at he pulled his finger out licking it off slowly. “Always so tasty.” He bites his lip as he slides your panties down your legs, god your legs were such a turn on to him. You still had your head back against the wall, eyes closed and whimper for more. You expected to feel his hands lifting on thigh over his shoulder and his tongue on your clit. But instead, he surprised you with removing his boxers and quickly standing putting your leg around his hip as he rammed into you. 

Both your mouths flying open, moaning loudly. He knew he wouldn’t be lasting long, not after drawing it out so long. But to make sure you would finish with him, he slides his hand to roughly rub at your clit to the rhythm of his thrusts.Moan after moan slipped out of your mouth and into his ear as your nails dragged up and down his back. Leaving scratches and red marks with every swipe, which caused his hips to thrust harder. Reaching over to the small end table beside you for balance, you both quickly knocked it over. The rough thrust he was giving you easily vibrated the wall knocking over quite a few pictures.But neither of you cared, you could always clean later, right now you two danced on the edge of release. His thrust easily got sloppy and you could feel that familiar coil in your lower stomach heating up. 

“Tony, god! Ah! TONY!” You cried out as he finally pounded against that sweet spot inside you. Your legs were shaking violently, instead of giving you the chance to catch your balance he scooped up your other leg wrapping it around his waist.Sometimes you forgot how strong your boyfriend really was, he could easily lift you and throw you about, despite your weight. Intertwining your fingers into his hair once more, you yanked him into a rough kiss. Tongues battling for dominance as he roughly gave a few more thrusts into you. Your muscles clenching and tightening around him, letting out a cry of pure pleasure as he took you to heaven and back. 

With a few rougher, sloppy thrust he was seeing stars behind his closed eyes lids, groaning out your name. You both worked your hips lazily through your orgasms before panting roughly. Tony head buried in your neck, your head tipped back against the wall. Your chest rapidly pounding against each other, sweat covering every inch of your bodies.Despite his legs feeling as if they would give out any second he slowly carried you into the bedroom, careful to avoid the mess you both made. He laid you down on the bed, crawling in beside you still panting.

“You tell… anyone. I did that… our sex tape.. will go viral..” He panted softly, curling his body into yours. All you could do is nod as you were breathless. You smiled at him before chuckling softly. “What’s so. funny?” He looked at your curiously, unsure why you were chuckling.

“You were better than the strippers on that movie, and I want another show.” You managed to say all in one breath before your cheeks heated up. He smirks softly and kisses her quickly. His arms snaking around your body, pulling you to lay on him. You happily put your head on his chest, fingers softly touching the corners of his Arc Reactor.

“I want a show too.” He whispered before closing his eyes, running a hand through your wet hair softly. All you did was a nod and slowly drift off on his chest.


~The Next Morning~

Steve and Natasha had begun to worry when Bruce told them Tony hasn’t been in the lab all morning. And the fact that you weren’t bopping around the tower with your cheery attitude. They didn’t know what could have happened, but Bruce remembered hearing a lot of crashes last night. Clearly thinking the worst they rushed up to Tony floor.

Once they saw the mess everywhere, they were afraid something had really happened. Steve rushed to look around before stopping in the doorway of the bedroom, his cheeks going flush. Natasha and Bruce ran to his side before Tony smirked at them and put his finger to his lips.You were still curled up on his chest with a thin blanket draped over both of your guys lower halves. But the part of your chest that wasn’t pressed tight against Tony’s side was in clear view of the other three Avengers.

Natasha chuckled softly before taking both of the blushing boys back to the elevator. “What the hell did they do to their apartment last night..” Steve mumbled before Bruce leaned over and whispered into his ear as his face paled. Natasha kept a smirk on her face, oh she was going to tease you forever now.





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All you’ve ever wanted was a peaceful student life, but when a vicious fuckboy gets involved in your business, everything changes.

Originally posted by jeonify

member: Jeon Jungkook x reader

genre: fluff, romance, angst

word count: 1740

warnings: fuckboy!Jungkook badboy!Jungkook; 

I hate you Masterlist 123 4 5 6 7 (ongoing)

A/N: This is the very first fic I wrote, I already have the next part planned, so please tell me what you think, what you liked and disliked. I’ll try to take your suggestions into account 


Being a university student was new for you,  exciting but scary at the same time. Having gotten a scholarship and being the straight-A student all your life, you felt pressured. How would the freshmen year ago? What kind of new experiences would it bring? 

You were deep into thoughts when someone loudly opened the door stopping your lecturer from speaking. Your head involuntarily followed the loud click of the door just to be met with the muscular grinning boy in ripped jeans and a white oversized T-shirt. Only when his eyes found yours you realized you’d been staring at him. 

“Not bad for the first day”, you thought to yourself, breaking the stare not to seem rude, but still looking at the guy from the corner of your eyes as he slowly sank into his chair and plugged his earphones in.  What was the point of attending a lecture if he didn’t even listen to the lecturer? He was handsome, you’d give him that, but he definitely was not the guy for you, or so you thought.

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Invoke Your Inner Goddess - Self Love Spell

 “The worst loneliness is to not be comfortable with yourself.” - Mark Twain

Invoke your inner goddess and find the strength to be comfortable with who you are, it is time you banish the negativity residing in you and welcome in the love. 

The Ingredients:
💕
Pink Himalayan Salt for self-love
💕Rose Petals or Oil for self-love and passion.
💕Rosemary and/or Sage for purification and cleansing
                 - Essential Oils are fine as well.
💕Lavender for self-love and happiness
💕One White or Pink Candle, whichever you prefer.
💕 Optional Crystals! I recommend rose quartz, selenite or moonstone and it explains why here.

The Spell:
Take some time to meditate, light some incense and center your mind, you want to make sure you are calm and only putting good energy into yourself. When you feel calm and focused mix the salt, rose petals, rosemary, and lavender into a small bowl, mortar, etc. Now crush them all up into a fine powder and remember to focus on healing and loving yourself.

When your magical powder is finished put it aside. Bring the candle of your choice in front of you. If you decided to use crystals in your magick this is the time to get them out and place them in a circle around your candle. If you can make it look like your crystals are pointing towards the candle. Now grab your powder and dip your fingers in it, on your candle either around the wick or on the face of it write your initial. Light the candle and wrap your hands around it (if you can, I just like holding my sigil candle) and focus on letting it all go, the pain, sorrow, doubt, insecurities, as the candle burns away so do all of those things. And you welcome in love, confidence, and strength as your initial fades away. 

Happy casting witches! 🔮💞
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Top 20 DCTV Characters (As Voted by My Followers) - #6. Kendra Saunders
I think your problem is the opposite of mine. I need to learn to embrace my inner Hawk-Goddess, but you- You need to learn to embrace your human side.

Lessons learned by her paper heart
Are pulled from the mire
Enraptured from the divine
Sinner not saint
Though she prays for release
Never to enter
Always forced to believe.
Sink to the level
Where pain is a boon
From the vacuum of nothingness
Oh how it consumes
The mother, the child, the scared little girl
Dressed up like an adult
Pretending she’s in control of her world.
The race is far longer
Than she can run at responsibility’s heels
So she slows to a crawl
Wondering how this became real.
The sinner, the fallen, the goddess on her knees
Pleads for the strength
To stand up and to be
More than the soft-hearted
Sacrificed to gain what she sought
On the altar of freedom
And worldly forgive-me-nots.
Alone in the darkness
Lamenting the day she forgot she could shine
When the moondust in her hair and starlight burning eyes
Dimmed to long forgotten madness
To seek chaos as her friend
With loneliness her eternal lover
Beckoning her slowly with a grin.
Weary though she walks it
Her course of macabre delights
Ever on she carries herself
Deeper into endless night.

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Thank you ALL for being patient with me, the past month has been a blur, but here we are…a quick one-shot as I complete the follow up to Barcelona. Enjoy :)

A/N: You faked an orgasm, Bucky overhears this, his ego is bruised and his anger unbound.


I didn’t have to turn to feel his searing heat upon my back as we entered the house. This was a new kind of anger with its own set of consequences. I opened the door to our bedroom and walked to the window looking out into the gray sky and as if on cue the rain pelted heavily against the window as the lightning cracked into the now darkened sky, which matched Bucky’s current mood. He didn’t say anything, he dropped his bag on the chair and unzipped it, unpacking its contents loudly as he observed me silently, which meant he had something on his mind.

“Are you going to tell me what I did wrong?” I asked turning to face him. “Or will I have to guess?” My words having more bite than I intended.

The dull ache in Bucky’s temple came forth with a burning vengeance. “You faked an orgasm.”

The air left my lungs and my knees weakened as he uttered those four words. I inhaled deeply trying to steady myself, but the tremor went deep to the bone.

“Oh my God,” I repeated to myself silently. He knows, how does he know? Did the ladies tell him? No, they wouldn’t.

“You were spying on me?” I stated. I knew that he wasn’t but I didn’t know what else to say.


After we debriefed the men went to the weight room to unwind and the ladies and I went to the steam room to decompress. Wanda and Nat were talking about past relationships and the lengths they went to feed the male ego and the subject of faking an orgasm came up.


His anger broiled. “How many did you fake?”

“You are being ridiculous.” I deflected.

“Don’t you dare.” He replied. “I’m not playing this game with you.”

“It’s not a game. You won’t believe what I say, so why try to explain?”

“What we do in our bedroom is between you and I, Doll, not you, I and the whole damn team.”

“I know.” I answered trying to defuse his anger.

“Then why would you fucking tell them about our sex life?” He shouted as his anger found another spark.

He never cursed at me, this was new. My inner goddess slipped her headphones over her ears and began to file her nails. She wasn’t having any parts of this argument.

“It wasn’t like that, you are making this into something that it’s not.”

“How many did you fake?” He asked as he clenched and unclenched his jaw.

“James, please.”

“How many?”

“One. It was only once.”

“When?”

“Does it matter?”

“When?” He repeated rubbing his eyes.

“Wakanda.” I answered, watching as his mind flashed back to that night.


We’ve been in Wakanda for a few weeks training alongside T’Challa’s team from sunrise to sunset. Into the third week, the training started to take its toll on my body, unlike Bucky and the rest of the team who thrived off of the exhaustion that seems to roll off their muscular backs like sweat, I was the opposite.

By the time we showered and went to bed, all I wanted to do was sleep and rest my achy limbs, but Bucky wanted more than I could physically give him, I should’ve said I was too tired or that I’m not in the mood, but I didn’t, I opened my legs and felt his steel as he overpowered me, but I couldn’t get there and I knew the only way out was to fake an orgasm. Sleep was more important then, than his male ego.


“I’m sorry.” I croaked as my thoughts reeled through my head.

“Sorry? That’s all you have to say?” He exhaled loudly, signaling that he was completely done with this conversation.

“I don’t know what else you want me to say. I should’ve told you I was too tired, but I didn’t want to hurt your feelings.”

He scoffs. “My feelings? Did you take my feelings into consideration when you told Wanda and Natasha that I couldn’t satisfy you, so you had to fake it.”

“You’re putting words in my mouth. I never said you didn’t satisfy me because you do in every way and I’m sorry. If I could go back I wouldn’t have said anything, but I can’t.” I paused, “please.”


The energy shifted in the room from anger to lust then mingling together in a thick sexual fog that was unadulterated good lust. He pulled his shirt over his head and undid his jeans. 

“What are you doing?” I asked watching the angry and sexy striptease. 

He steps out of his jeans and boxers and strides towards me in one swift movement, words were obsolete, he reaches for me sweeping the dress over my head. My chest heaves as his fingers brushed against my nipples that pebbled, the fire between us was undeniable as our lips met.


Without warning, he enters me, filling me to the hilt in one swift movement. He pulls my legs towards him, so that they fell on the sides of the pillow, giving him full control. He grips my waist and slams into me repeatedly, holding me in place as he delved deeply and deliciously into my epicenter. I grabbed ahold of his knee as he unleashed his wrath upon me like the unyielding winds of a hurricane.

I screamed out, “James! I’m coming, oh God!”

He rolls me onto my back, “Are you lying to me?” He asked as his knee pried my legs apart, delving into me with one sweet, aching and smooth stroke and then another, and another, deeper than the previous. “Are you faking it?”

“No, please!” I pleaded, but he was deaf to all pleas, cries, and moans. I don’t know at what point I lost myself in the multiple orgasms that rippled throughout what was left of my shattered psyche, but I no longer knew myself. I was nothing but dead weight in his hands.

And all because I faked an orgasm.


Song listened to while writing this Good Lust - Keaton Henson