#thirst witch thursday

[goodoldfisticuffs]

The man was made to wear dresses!

[sakura-fraust]

I hope everyone is having a lovely evening ~

[deanwinchesterswitch]

Image courtesy of @scoundrels-in-love

Hey, all you wonderfully talented people out there! I hope you're all having a wonderful day.

Let's get our thirst on!!

Thirsty Thursday

Writers/Creators/Artists: ask for prompts, post ask games, and reblog your own posts and your own works. Be as thirsty for attention as you want to be!

Readers/Followers: Post about the fics you want to read the most or the edits you would like to see. Make a post with an open prompt, available to any creators/artists/writers who are willing to take it on!

Interested in sharing? (no pressure!)

@princessmisery666 @wayward-and-worn @justagirlinafandomworld @thinkinghardhardlythinking @impala-dreamer @deans-spinster-witch @avanatural @deaneverafter @muchamusedaboutnothing @jranutter @lacilou

Anyone else?

[comiiical]

Like for a starter from Wyatt ( top, single father, gay, witch ), it's thursday so I may base it on thirst traps because thirst thursday lol or use some random plot generator. If you run a mumu please specify or suggest options for me to choose.

[last-starry-sky]

I must confess I’ve never played COD. Judging from how bad I am at aiming in GTA, I don’t think I’d be good at it?! I love playing GTA for the chaos tho! How did you get into the COD fandom?

A neighbourhood running from 2008?! That’s some hardcore dedication! I have 0 lore. I switch between hoods because I get bored easily. Sims 1 was everything in my childhood too 🥹

Tmi again -

I had one of those wands! It was far too bulky and powerful. Not ideal for couples play I imagine! Your bf can repurpose it as a massage wand 😂 I hope you find your perfect little vibe! And if you get an ejaculating dildo, you need to tell us!! I’m intrigued

lmao, actually playing COD in the COD fandom. That's a good joke. 😅

fr though, i've TRIED to play combat games (my sister tried to get me to play skyrim back in the day) and they just . . . don't vibe with me. Even trying to kill zombies in minecraft on EASY is beyond me. I'm just a weenie. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I used to watch a bunch of people play GTA. I love how crazy it can get, even without mods. It seems like one of those games you can have fun doing anything in.

I got into fandom through THIS video, actually. I had put on Kwite's videos for background noise and then I got HOOKED. Like, damn 👀👀👀, Soap and Ghost's lines in Alone??? THE TIK TOK THIRST TRAPS??? I knew I had to jump in.

((more sims chat and tmi below))

Thank you! I started it on a really really really shitty computer (that wasn't even mine) so all I could do was plunk away at the five or so households I had. It's nice now, because the original family I started with has branched out so far (i think I'm on the eighth gen?) that each house feels so different from the last. I only play each house for three days (monday through thursday/thursday through monday) too, so that helps!

I do have some semi-lore things, like I only let my werewolf family turn their kids. It was the same for the witches, but I recently installed a "genetic supernaturals" mod and it is doing fun things so i'm wiling to see how it plays out.

Sims 1 is so dated (and hard) by the standard of the later games, but honestly, once you get used to playing how the game wants you to play it, it's easy. I had a lot of fun playing a single sim, getting her to the top of her career, getting her hella skill points, and then decorating her house with all of the money she made.

((my bf legit told his daughter that it was a massager for his bad knee when he left it out once 💀. I could have died))

I will def let yall know how the hunt goes! I just don't want to drop a lot of money on something and not have it be right, you know? I've heard good things about a few of the brands I've seen for sale on hotcherry though! Also, there are a bunch of sex toy review sites/people out there, so I can always do a bunch of research.

[authorellenmint]

Thirsty Thursday — Mr Runner

Every Thursday I share a hot guy you can download & a review to thirst over If you can catch Mr. Runner you can keep him. Lace up your sneakers! mr-mayDownload Mr Runner Review from Wings Garavel may not be a technical angel despite having white wings and a golden glow, but he’s sweeter than sugar and adores witches. It’s impossible to not fall for the cuddly teddy bear. Poor Layla can’t…

[niuniente]

The video requires a translations! It's an AMV of an extremely famous song Baarikärpänen by Eppu Normaali. Everyone in the whole country knows how to sing the chorus lol. Baarikärpänen, A Barfly, means a person who hangs a lot in bars, always drunk. You'll find Finnish and English translations + the original song here.

Drunken Moomins is a very loved trophy in Finland so this is like peak Moomin shitposting in Finland.

Muumikärpänen / Moominfly Tracon con 2023 AMV Competition, The Best Comedy Video and Audience's Favorite. All Moomin quotes are snippets from the original Moomin run except the beginning. Mamma: You're drunk! Pappa: Just three pints... Mamma: Thirty!!! Pappa: Who's drunk? Not me! Mamma: You soft sissy... Pappa: Fucking soft sissy, look what you've done... Sniff: Yeah, fuck...

A barfly bit me, but why cry over it? I found the cure for the bite a long time ago Below the happy stars on the cognac bottle, I've had a good feeling ever since Pappa: Mamma... Mamma: Yes, darling? Pappa: I'm not feeling well... If you can't see my cheeks from behind, then whose fault is that? Well, that's social security being irresponsible Y'know, the booze goes first to the cheeks, from there to the brain, And from there it solves all your problems

So let's get pissed*, let's get pissed, we rush there every morning and when the day is over we'll keep drinking for more I want to be drunk all the time, on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday too Police: Halt! I told you to stop! Can you hear me?! Halt! I will arrest you if you don't stop!!

It's know that the police is swatting me down They wait for me in the courtyard with their barfly swatters Oh, if only I could stay and sleep in the bar, Because apparently I've lost my human rights

So let's get pissed, let's get pissed, we rush there every morning And when the day is over we'll keep drinking for more I want to be drunk all the time, on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday too Sniff: I don't have any money.... Hemulen: and I don't have a single penny.. Mamma: Well, no one here in the Moominvalley has never really had much money...

Now they're considering increasing the price of alcohol I sit at the bar out of a thirst for vengeance But it's not really worth it to land on their nose You see, it's too easy for my wings to be plucked off

So let's get pissed, let's get pissed, we rush there every morning And when the day is over we'll keep drinking for more I want to be drunk all the time, on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday too Witch: *chanting* Alisa: You got that dunked down, good! Witch: A miracle! Not every amateur can do that.

(British version pissed works better than drunk in this translation)

the western moomin fandom is honestly just super weird to me i don’t vibe with it at all i will never vibe with it

but

i’m glad you guys have found our mozzarella meat trolls and are having fun

[uridealbf-cb]

[cw/slight nudity]

Jaehyun: that's enough for today. Don't need to do much anyway, right?

Taeyong: today is supposed to be just teasing. And that's what I'm doing. If you wanna see the rest of this photo, say the word and I'll upload it on Thursday. Cause what you'll see then it'll definitely make you thirst over me 😉

Taehyung: well I'm usually the one taking pictures so that's a little weird for me. Still managed to nailed it tho. You might wonder what I was thinking to make me look at the camera like that... hehe it's a secret~ Hope you like it~

Rowoon: I was literally telling Tae to leave me alone when he took this picture. I don't even know how he managed to make it look like that.

Jongin: am I opening it further or closing it? I'll let you decide~

Eunwoo: I just love staying in bed. Does anyone wanna join me?

Tags: @minji-oc (mom), @maidxboys (brothers), @uridealgf-cb (sisters), @diabolic-bot @youreours-cb @snow-siblings @obsession-bot @cafe-chansung @yanxtheboyz @botville @betrayerjongup @hernameisangel-oc @wonderland-cb @stripperhyuna @mutantsbot @mafia-bots @moonlightchris @skz-cb @yourdaddychan @christianyu-bot @anarchist-jaehyun @heathenxbots @killerbots @hyunjin-and-hui @witch-yangie @princexchanhee @supernatural-superm @sweeneywonwoo-cb @sk-taemin @dmonchan @skater-changkyun @gossipgirl-cb @slasherkriswu @slasherdoyeon @dark-princes @cbcondo @pantheonnnn @b-aristas @uridxls @fullmoonpack-bot @stealerbots @silverypurple-rosedlions @skzhybridpack @moongoddesselene (lmk for +/-)

[emjee]

Ben Barnes thirst watching aside, watching the second and third Narnia films for the first time since they came out has really reminded me how much the books are woven into my childhood and adolescence, even though I think I’ve only read the complete series through twice. Lewis’s books are practically ubiquitous in households as emphatically Anglican as the one I grew up in. I inherited my father’s set of the Narnia books and remember him reading The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe aloud at bedtime. He’s also a great admirer of Lewis as a theologian. I read the “I am a Narnian even if there is no Narnia” passage from The Silver Chair for the first time only a few days before one of my best friends in middle school told me she didn’t believe in God anymore. The Maundy Thursday before I made my confirmation I helped our sacristan polish all the silver and brass for Holy Week while we listened to a BBC radio dramatization of The Horse and His Boy. I love these books as one loves something in maturity--fully aware of their flaws, and deeply grateful for their truths.

And now I’m off to re-read The Light Between Worlds because justice for Lucy and Susan.

[sk-joocy]

Thirst Thursday

CW/TW : nsfw, nudity

PS: please tell me if you wanna be removed from the nsfw tags

My skin is still waiting to be marked~

🔒: @shin-haneul @ares-bc @mafia-bots @sadist-jaebum @snow-siblings @hyunjin-and-hui @killerchaeyoung @hernameisangel-oc @angelcams-cb @/hinatachenle @uridealgf-cb @/mitsukojen

🔪: @fullmoonpack-bot @uridealbf-cb @kareshis-bot @/deliverygirl-ophelia @sk-chris @mono-minji @/little-lino @woosan-hybrids @thewolfpack-cb @skz-cb @ghost-hyunjin @vampiremomo @moonlightchn @catwoman-lisa @/yanlee (og) @/caregiver-skz @ohyourenana @babie-sanie @cbcondo @/xxxsejundom @cb-museclub @yanderetzuyuu @thewitcherhhj @greenwitch-felix @witch-seulgi @inferno-cb @idol-academy @yourdaddychan @bloodlustbots @cluelessjen @moongoddesselene @stripperhyuna @spydosie @oc-twins-cb @killerbots @moonlit-sungie @serialkiller-boys @undercovermafiabot @cp-bots @chx-chann @yourgirlyeji (dm +/-)

[authorellenmint]

Thirsty Thursday — Mr. Angel

Every Thursday I share a hot guy you can download & a review to thirst over Garavel is the big, snuggly angel with a kitten on his shoulder. garavelDownload Mr. Angel Review from Wings Garavel may not be a technical angel despite having white wings and a golden glow, but he’s sweeter than sugar and adores witches. It’s impossible to not fall for the cuddly teddy bear. Poor Layla can’t catch a…

[cbspams]

Tag list editing

Pspsps I know y’all are prolly tired of this shit but pls help me out one last time

Here’s my final tag list based on response to my other editing post. You will be tagged for Food/Fashion Friday and Soft Saturday and any other miscellaneous necessary tagged posts (like important updates n stuff)

As I mentioned on the previous tag editing post, this list is also intended for use for Thirst Thursday style posts as well. HOWEVER, generally speaking I don’t actually do proper NSFW thirst posts. I intend to go back to my old Thursday posts for interactions which are sfw — previous examples of these sfw thirst posts (ignore the captions they’ll def be different haha) (3racha) (danceracha) (vocalracha). NSFW Thursday posts are reserved solely for s/o’s or crushes (the latter will be discussed clearly in dm’s for clarity sake) aka no tag list so dw about those unless you’re a s/o or crush in which case I’ll talk to you directly!

Basically do y’all wanna be tagged in sfw Thursday “thirst” posts yay/nay? This is NOT to remove you from my complete tag list. This is ONLY to confirm if you want in on Thursday posts.

Once again this is for my safe Thursday posts in which I cry over them being pretty. I’m so so so sorry for spamming everyone and thank you so so so much for being patient with me!

DM/reply/reblog for +/-

@yanlee (OG) @demon-nct (😸) @shin-haneul (✨) @kpop-shelter (🐾) @moonlightchn (💜) @vampiremomo (🍬) @himbo-wonho (❤️) @cupid-gahyeon (💘) @mafia-chae (💍) @gamer-yeji (💗) @hunter-chaeyoung (🐶) @ateez-treasure9au-chatbot @avatarfelix @b0nniexclyde @babie-sanie @baristadahyun @bemysugaruwu @camgirl-jihyeon @cb-museclub @daenerysolar @darkfaeskz @deadly-skz-gods-cb @demon-lee @doll-hyunjin @fairy-dejun @four-straykids-apocalypse @guitar-sihyeon @hernameisangel-oc @hybrid-ateez-straykids-nct @la-soleilmafia-cb @literature-san @lumieriz @m00n-purplerose-chatbot @madmanwoodam @mafia-svt @mafiawyk @midari-jieun @neon-red @powerpuff-3ye-cb @smol-boi-woozi @starsirah-oc @sweetandsleepyjamie @thewolfpack-cb @vitoria-oc @winterviolet1 @witch-seulgi @witchy-ryu @wonderland-cb @yandere-bc @yourdaddychan

[starshipsofstarlord]

Everything coming out this week;

Tuesday 13th April; Peter Dating A Taller Girl Would Include... | Peter Parker

Requested ✖️

Summary; Peter Parker headcanons

Find the fic here

Also Tuesday 13th April; Tweets For Two | Elizabeth Olsen

Requested ☑️

Summary; reading thirst tweets were supposed to truthful fantasies of the fans, and Lizzie was well aware of that, but she couldn’t help but feel flattered from the comments leaving your mouth.

Find the fic here

Also Tuesday 13th April; Legs | Brie Larson

Requested ✖️

Summary; your housemate Brie wants to be left alone so that she can focus on doing yoga, however, you want her to pay attention to you.

Find the fic here

Wednesday 14th April; Wild Thing | James Cook (Part Two)

Requested ☑️

Summary; the aftermath of that night not only has Cook feeling immensely heartbroken, but also furious. And you, the one that caused all that pain, are the whom he is intent of directing his feelings towards. This time however, he is not to make himself so vulnerable.

Find the fic here

Also Wednesday 14th April; One Bite | Peter Hale (Part Two)

Requested ☑️

Summary; the affects of the bite take time to kick in, but appears that you do not have a lot of time left. Peter is targeting the Argents, and you are torn between whether to help your friends or the man that is your alpha.

Find the fic here

Also Wednesday 14th April; The Sheriff and the Murderer | Lee Bodecker (Part Four)

Requested ✖️

Summary; car rides come to a gruelling end, leaving you and Sandy with the dirty business of burying Simon’s limbs. Though, when Lee enters the station, he hears the news of a weeping widow, that has been touched unfairly by your husband. He has to find Simon.

Find the fic here

Thursday 15th April; Sebastian Convincing you to have another baby | Sebastian Stan (prompt)

Requested ✖️

Summary; Seb wants another baby, but he still has to convince you into wanting the same thing.

Find the fic here

Also Thursday 15th April; Blokes on Wheels | 5th Second (Part Three)

Requested ☑️

Summary; Ashton is conflicted, and confides once more in the only person that he can; Calum. It so happens that the bassist is babysitting Lacey, and has some things to reveal to the drummer himself

Find the fic here

Also Thursday 15th April; Woof Woof | Tyler Lockwood

Requested ☑️

Summary; you were the last person alive that Tyler ever saw himself confiding in. But when the pair of you were the only sober ones at an outdoor party, he has no other choice. Though, he finds himself to be surprised to find out how serious you can really be in the moment.

Find the fic here

Friday 16th April; Madripoor Muse | Bucky Barnes

Requested ☑️

Summary; Bucky harbours feelings for you, but despite Sam’s inflatable encouragement, refuses to inform you of them. However, seeing you pretend to be Zemo’s girlfriend whilst on a mission, more so when the criminal knows what strings he is pulling at, happens to infuriate him inevitably.

Find the fic here

Also Friday 16th April; Sire Or No Sire | Damon Salvatore

Requested ☑️

Summary; it is easily perceived why you look at Damon the way that you do, though most people think that is an affect of him having turned you to save your life. And that is the last straw of you realising that they know nothing.

Also Friday 16th April; Chandelier | Wanda Maximoff (Part Two)

Requested ☑️

Summary; the suburban life that you have been locked in soon takes a turn whence another being, with radiating power is revealed to be causing such destruction. Perhaps Wanda isn’t the bad guy, or at least, not the worst villain that has you under their thumb. Witches, and their possessiveness!

Find the fic here

WEEKENDS ARE NOW BEING RESCHEDULED DUE TO LACK OF MOTIVATION DURING THEM, AND FREEING UP SPACES FOR MY SEBDAYS!

Saturday 17th April; What Happens in Morocco, Stays in Morocco | Luke Skins (Part Two)

Requested ☑️

Summary; perhaps, you were wrong. Not everything stays in Morocco. It is a tradition for things to come back to bite you in the ass, more so when you have been forced to be clean, and kept away from any kind of drugs.

Also Saturday 17th April; Posted | Tom Holland (Part Two)

Requested ☑️

Summary; the affects of Tom accidentally posting a picture that revealed that the two of you were an item, are as you expected. Hateful, and hard to cope with, though Tom reveals that you are not the only one receiving public judgement, and he decides to take action against both sides.

Also Saturday 17th April; Older Dudes Rock | Calum Hood

Requested ☑️

Summary; Calum wondered how he had met you at a private party in the first place, and thus when you reveal that your uncle is in the band Mötley Crüe, the bassist cannot help but fan girl, leaving you in hysterics. The subject is also brought up in an interview.

Sunday 18th April; Call me when it’s summer | Harry Styles (Part Three)

Requested ✖️

Summary; You’ve left, and now Harry has to face that. He’s adamant that he will wait for you, and what better way to pass the time than reminisce about some moments you had shared.

Also Sunday 18th April; Bad Ass Woman | Sharon Carter (Part Two)

Requested ☑️

Summary; due to Sharon having fled the country, and you being forced into hiding, it was thought that the pair of you would never interact again. But when Zemo drags you to Madripoor, you find a hustler, that so happens to save you asses again.

Also Sunday 18th April; Wallowing | Ashton Irwin

Requested ☑️

Summary; ‘the reader was born in 1996 and she’s the daughter of Nikki Sixx and Brandi Brandt and is the bassist and songwriter of Wallows and is best friends with her bandmates Dylan Minnette, Braeden Lemasters, and Cole Preston and she helps 5sos write songs for the album Calm and starts dating Ashton and the fans go nuts (in the good way) with shipping’

[leextaeyong]

What better than drinking and having fun with friends!! @yanderetzuyu @yanderehani 🤔 I just realized I'm surrounded by yanderes.... 🤷🏻‍♂️🤣

Plus it's thirst trap Thursday 😉 next week's gonna be stronger 😈

Flamingo fam: @amazingspiderhan @chatwithchuu @og-aisha @jinsoulinwonderland @yanderejinyoung @yeojinsheight @prxnce-hendery @lunar-witch-hyunjin @switchxbaekhyun (and many more...)

Tags: @babymetal-ten @sloth-soobin-hybrid @criminalinvestigator-mingyu @heartbrokenxrenjun @psycho-jk @underground-fighter-rowoon @musician-marklee @modelseungsik @domyukhei @ouranhostyuta @heartbreaker-juyeon @yandereyeeun @dancertenbot @hybridminkyung @hybridjoonie

[werezmastarbucks]

Whitmore Guy - Martha

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four

Kai Parker x fem!Reader slowburn

whatever gifs I’m going to use on this one, I hope the creators are okay with that

word count: 3612

warnings: none

music: offspring - the kids aren’t alright, blink-182 - home is such a lonely place

Y/N was staring at him without realizing it. If only she knew how easy it was, she would be horrified. She would have goosebumps all the way from her pretty head to her little toes, and she would form a perfect line on her mouth as she clenched her teeth so hard it hurt her canines. The beauty of oblivion is that you’re… oblivious. He couldn’t really figure if the feeling of almost grasping, almost realizing, almost suffering, was good on her or not. He hoped he would find out soon enough to manage to fix her if anything. Just the way she’d fixed him.

Y/N’s been staring at Mal, whose last name, as she learnt from his file, which inevitable went through her, as she was the college filing dumpster, - Osbourne. How cool is that? his eyes said to her when she looked up to nod with amazement. Mal Osbourne, the IT guy at Whitmore. He joked that Hoppus was too rare, and Swayze made him feel sad, so he chose Osbourne. Turned out he changed his name when he got of age, because he hated his family or something like that. That was the only thing he was uneasy to talk about. Mal didn’t say what his family name was before, and she didn’t press. She was still torn between investigating and being painfully disinterested in other people’s drama.

Mal was biting his lower lip busily as he punched the vending machine again. The soda can got stuck in between the springs and the glass, and he turned, flustered, to give her a look. Y/N shook her head in empathy. They shared passion for Dr Pepper, and this one can has been stuck there for the whole morning. It being Wednesday, an official mid-day of the week when you’re already tired, but not tired enough to give up completely, they invented the watch. Every fifteen minutes one of them was visiting this very vending machine to see if the can has fallen through yet. She was replacing him now, and Mal welcomed her with a grunt.

“Can’t believe not a single person came and tried to get it out”.

“Maybe they know”, Y/N examined the lit insides of the machine. Dr Pepper was tightly propped against the glass, its dark red tin can dented a little.

“How the fuck did she even get in there…” Mal muttered under his breath. She could not believe this grown man’s dedication to a tin can. “I mean, what’s the story behind it? Why did you do this to me, Y/N? It’s almost two in the afternoon, and all I’ve been thinking about today is this goddamn Dr Pepper”.

She bumped her fist on the machine really hard, and somebody jumped while passing them. A couple of concerned glances shot at their backs.

“It moved!” he almost yelled. “Bang it, and I’m gonna shake it”.

So, they assaulted the vending machine, putting a stop to their patient watch that lasted for nearly five hours. Her hand was sore pretty soon, from the bumping, but as Mal leaned back and shook the monstrous machine, all the items came into movement. A couple of packs of crisps fell out of the slots.

“Bonus points!” Mal shrilled. Dr Pepper was almost out.

Y/N puffed.

“Now, you bang, and I’ll shake”.

“That’s what she said”, Mal replied knowingly, letting her swap places with him.

Their hard work paid off, and in couple of minutes they were running heads first into the basement, hands full of crisps and soda. And that was Wednesday.

Thursday was long and tedious, because a second year student has broken her leg AND lost the keys from her car all in the same evening, and she had a mental breakdown. The hospital seemed to have a problem finding her insurance, and the insurance company refused to pay for the services of the guys who came to open her car for her and accidentally took of one of the doors; Professor Atkins, teacher of chemistry which the girl was specializing in, refused to believe the whole story although t was blatantly true, in spite of being utterly stupid; Y/N was running like a remote control car with five wheels between the insurance office, hospital and college; at six in the evening she realized it was already the twenty-fifth of May, and she still didn’t have a plan for Caroline’s party. At six forty-five she was crying in her office, her head in her hands, but her tears were not tears of a defeated person. She was very angry and couldn’t scream so she just sobbed all the nonsense away. She really hated Thursdays in general, too.

At six fifty there was a knock on her door, and she moaned, sensing, rather like an animal, that her salvation and relief has come.

“Dude”, she howled. Mal’s head penetrated the space of her office.

“If I’d known you’re falling apart, I would’ve brought a gun, not a coffee”, he said in his ever joyful voice, full of undetectable mockery.

He slid into the armchair and watched Y/N as she grabbed the cup and started drinking.

“Don’t choke. You called me, m’fair lady? What’s up with the party I never heard of?”

She nodded.

“Exactly. I forgot about this party like four times. I need you to help me. You never seem to go home or have personal life, so”.

Mal pouted, as if admitting the heavy truth.

“IT sphere… you know, it’s a lot of work. All the buttons that don’t glow… and the websites that have been blocked… deleted reports”, he scowled, “are the worst. So much pain and suffering in this place, it’s unbearable. I crack every day, too”.

He looked at Y/N almost tenderly. These looks usually made her question her sanity. Sometimes it felt like he was Alex, the name, the tattoo on her right forearm in thick, black letters. She took two more big sips and decided solid that she’d tell Mal about him. Share that and see how he feels about that. Mal’s been nothing but great help these last weeks, and they bonded, and Y/N realized that part of her nervous strain was due to this new mysterious character, almost a time bomb, smirking at her kindly across the table they lunched at. But at least that was positive hysterical energy.

“I kind of accused you of lying about having a girl, Mal. Just now”.

He gasped. His ringed fingers interlocked together on his stomach. He put up his foot which indicated he was getting comfortable, as if to listen to a story.

“Ah. You meant that. That I can help you with the party you irresponsibly forgot about four times, because I don’t have anything better to do anyway, because I don’t have a girlfriend I’d claimed I had”.

She just nodded, sucking on her coffee like a thirst victim.

“That’s a… that’s a very sad story”, he scratched his right brow as his eyes shot somewhere above her ear, out of the window. He was daydreaming. His glance was calm, while his body started saying he was nervous.

“And you already seem pretty sad, so…”

“Go on. Distract me, please. And I’ll tell you a sad story, too. Let’s see who’s gonna kick ass in being sadder”.

Mal shuddered with a light burst of laughter. This, too. His sudden flashes of humor, when he laughed at things people usually don’t laugh at. And still, he was seemingly worth it.

“Okay. So, I dated this girl, Martha Hopps”.

“Martha Hoppus?”

He let out a clattering sound he made with his tongue that Y/N couldn’t understand the physics of.

“No, her last name is Hopps. She uh… moved to Mystic Falls. That’s kind of why I came here. I tried to land a job in the town, but nobody needed an IT specialist there, so I went for the closest place, which is”, he motioned towards Y/N as if suggesting her own office.

“You said, dated?”

“Yeah. But, I mean, I’m still in love with her. Obviously, otherwise, I wouldn’t be here”.

There was a change in Mal. Just as he started talking about the girl, his eyes went down, and Y/N couldn’t see the dark pupils anymore. His hands were rubbing each other, patting fingers, and he tilted his head. Y/N unintentionally felt her long-abandoned maternal instinct, kicking its way through her stomach like a crazed lion riding a tractor – for in front of her there sat a boy. His forehead was marked with three distinct, and somehow cute, sharp kisses of puberty; his skin was in need of sunlight, pale like milk, but soft; his boyish demeanor, the shirt with Van Halen logo, and a tacky bracelet on his left wrist – all that was a part of his pattern. He was suddenly fragile, like a petal.

“Her family… uh, they decided that I wasn’t worth her”, Mal looked up bravely, and Y/N withstood it.  

“They separated us. Even before I could actually… you know, lay off my plans for the future, marrying and stuff maybe, you know?”

“What do you mean – separated?”

“Well, they brainwashed her big time. Her family together with friends, they are all kind of… religious fanatics”.

“Wait, Hopps, you say? Mystic Falls is a small town, I think I would remember a family of fanatics…”

She shuddered at the memory of that insane coven that was raging in the town five years ago. She couldn’t actually remember how they dealt with them; only that those were first class supernatural terrorists, witches bound on idea to kill all ‘abominations’ and release humans of Mystic Falls…

Mal shrugged indifferently.

“They moved in recently. I followed them. We met in uh, Ohio, that’s where I come from. Her father was like, you’re toxic to her. We wish you were never born. Whoosh. Next thing I know, she doesn’t talk to me. At first it’s like, Mal, I question your beliefs. Then, Mal, I think you’re cheating on me. I’m like, who told you that? Stupid, you’re the woman of my whole century. She’s like, my family knows. She…” he sucked the air through his teeth, “I think she loved me less that I loved her, you know? Sometimes it happens. She had to choose, and she chose them. Plus, there was so much whispering along the way, Jesus. The things they were telling her about me”.

Y/N felt she was swaying while sitting in her chair.

“God, why would they do that? You’re so cute”.

“I know, right?!” he exclaimed, feeling the connection. “It’s a case of… I suppose… loathing out of principle. I did one…” he licked his lips, staring absently through her desk. His finger froze in the air indicating the number One. “Maybe two bad things, and they’re like, that’s it! You’re going down, we’re going away, you’ll never see her again”.

Caffeine started to kick in, and Y/N found herself fixing her hair in abrupt movements.

“Well? And then?”

“And then they cut us in two”.

They both paused for a moment.

“What two bad things did you do?”

Mal sighed.

“I mean, no one’s perfect, right?”

“Oh god”, Y/N slapped the surface of her desk as the poisonous realization started to crawl into her brain. “Oh god, please, no. Please, Mal, tell me you’re not an obsessive psycho who’s been stalking a girl and beating people and saw nothing wrong with it”.

“Oh my god”, his pretty face grimaced, “Jesus, Y/N, I meant I stole her dad’s car once, and then I lied about my age! What… what kind of people do you hang out with?”

She wondered if he was having fun inside. This man, this pretty picture, was ineffable. He seemed to be saying exactly the kinds of things she wanted to hear. People, a wise man once said, were way worse than monsters. Monsters, beasts of the night, have a purpose. They have a code. People, on the other hand, are completely crazy.

“But you do look like a… like there’s a little doorbell in your head that goes off constantly… like you kill pets for fun…”

Mal stood up, lifting himself with both hands.

“Screw you, Y/N”.

She jumped.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Mal”, she ran around her desk, trying to catch him as he walked out of her office. She clutched the hem of his shirt and scratched the skin on his shoulder with her nails by accident. Mal hissed in pain, but stopped. She had that weird sensation again, like a light zip coming through her body when she touched him. It wasn’t painful, didn’t bother her, but it was curious. That happened for the second time already, but they’ve been contacting hand to hand for weeks now. Passing each other things, patting on the shoulder, shaking hands in sealing the deals about cans of sodas…

He looked at Y/N like she was betraying all the laws in the world. His eyes were beaming warnings, but deep inside, there was also this frail shade of cold that unnerved her way more. She couldn’t tell if she believed even a single word he said. The guy often acted like a sociopath. His sudden outbursts of laughter, his trust in her that was childish if not alarming, and these stories. And yet, she wouldn’t let go of his shirt, until he shrugged her hand of, though, thankfully, pretty gently.

“You don’t believe me. You think I’m making this all up”.

“That’s exactly what a manipulator would say”, she blurted, and grabbed him by the fabric of his shirt again, just in case. The knuckles of her fingers perceived the warmth of his body. “Prove she exists, and I’ll get on board with you, and I’ll do anything to help you get Marta Hoppus back”.

“Hopps”.

“Right”.

“Bringing you coffee was a mistake. Your eyes a rolling”.

Mal stepped away and took out his phone from the back pocket of his jeans.

“I meant to delete all, but I kept one picture of us, just in case”.

He stalled for a second before giving her the phone, like he was afraid to entrust her a treasure he’s been keeping. Y/N looked at the screen and saw Mal, smiling like he was a normal, happy guy, with a young girlfriend in his arms. He held her tight, with both arms. They took a picture in a big mirror, somewhere at a mall. She was kissing his cheek while managing to look in the mirror, too, and Y/N could see her face.

No, she’s never met that person, but the photograph was it.

“It was taken last year”, Mal said, as if reading her mind, “in Seattle. We were travelling”.

“I’m from Seattle”, Y/N said, absently.

She’s just realized she hadn’t been afraid Martha Hopps was not real; she had hoped for that.

“Dude”, she gave his phone back to him. Mal was watching her carefully. “If you love her, you have to fight. But I still can’t grasp the whole idea of them moving her from Ohio to… here”.

He scratched his head and gave the empty corridor a wandering look.

“Well, I’ve… you said yourself I’m a sophisticated guy…”

“I never said you were sophisticated, I said you’re weird”.

“Same thing. I may have a thing”.

“What thing?” she narrowed her eyes.

“I may have been diagnosed with ASPD back in the day”.

“I knew it!” her triumphant shriek was so sudden, Y/N dumbfounded herself a little.

“To be honest, I’m impressed you detected me in, like, twenty days”, Mal nodded, “people usually only see what the want to see”.

“I have a thing for serial killers”, she brushed it off with her hand, ignoring Mal’s fainting smile.

“Oh, Y/N, why does it always have to be that extreme with you. This guy never killed anybody, ever, in his life”.

“What will you do with her family when you get to her?”

Mal shrugged.

“I already got to her. I found her. I guess now you can call me a stalker. I don’t do creepy stuff”, he added, before she could open her mouth, “but she still doesn’t know her ex-boyfriend is here. Wanting to get her back very much. I don’t know. What would you do to people who took away the love of your life from you? Deceiving you both in the process?”

Mal was the kind of person you could tell practically anything. The man could take a joke and keep a secret. Now, though, as she started seeing him as a person with pretence instead feelings, that was all presented in slightly different light. Him being friendly to everybody, charming people the second he saw them, was his mechanism of infiltrating the community. Him sticking with Y/N and befriending her at first sight may have been his method of imitating social life and learn to cope. Even use her, maybe. He’s been living here for some time, with virtually no interest for the place itself, with the sole reason to be close to Martha Hopps; and he treated the whole IT thing like a joke. He was indisputably good at what he was doing; Y/N could see him run across these halls all day long, without a tired sigh; but this perfection in his performance was what must make one suspicious. He always ate at the same time, every day, and understood every joke and said all the right things.

The look he was giving her said cold. His brain was derived of emotion, and to think that this person could be loving someone was close to fantasizing. Y/N recalled the boy in her armchair, minutes earlier, hurt by the memories.

“I would tear them apart”, Y/N said. “If somebody took away the thing I love the most, I would tear them apart, limb from limb. But they’re her family, Mal”.

“So?”

“So, there are, you know, types of people to kill…”

His eyes narrowed.

“Wait. You’re talking seriously now? About tearing them apart?”

“God, well, I’m telling you the one hundred percent. Of course, in reality, you do less. But anyway, there are different types of close people. You can get away with separating your loved one from one type, but not from another”.

“I don’t get it”.

They started walking slowly down the corridor. Y/N couldn’t really tell where they’re going until she saw a vending machine prepped against the wall, and noticed Mal slide his hand into his pocket. He was hungry again.

“Say, you come to their house where they live now, and you choke them all. Theoretically. You don’t really have a right to choke people”.

“I know that, Y/N. I’m a bit sociopathic, much better than I used to be, by the way. It’s far from spree killing”.

“Yes, well, and what then? Where do you go from there? She may still love you, say, you talk everything out, and she realized that they had tricked her into breaking up with you. But even if you move on, go to another state, buy a house and live there, get married. You’ll always be the guy who killed her family”.

He stood at the machine, looking at the rows of packs. His face was highlighted by the pale light from the inside of the glass. Outside, the sky took on an orange shade of the closing sunset. She won’t get to it once again.

“And you think that’s fair. That you should just let it slide, all the things they out of hatred. You know, I’ve had a lot of that when I was a kid. I was always the bad child in the family”.

He put the coin in and pushed a button. Y/N couldn’t even watch the string spinning slowly, she was focused on Mal and what he does next. The cold shiver of realization went through her body. If he’s violent; if he’s aggressive; if he’s pretending to be her friend, all this trauma right now may make him act out. And Damon just won’t manage to run in here on time. She didn’t even have a pencil with her in case she had to protect herself. Y/N looked at his hands, lean, strong and pale, fingers, long and dexterous. Mal always touched and held things sturdily, to make sure they won’t escape his grasp. He never dropped anything and never made mistakes.

“You? You’re the bad child?”

“Uh-huh, I had this sister, she wa- she’s my twin. I say ‘was’ usually, because I haven’t spoken to her in years. She was better at everything. Better at school, at doing the chores, at turning on the TV, talking to people, understanding things. Feeling things. She was the good one, and I was always the defective brother”.

“Don’t say that”, Y/N snapped. Mal looked at her, surprised, and then squatted a little to get his pack of chips out.

“You know they were wrong, right? You’re a big guy now, you’re an adult. You must understand why adults do all that. You’re spared of fear they must have experienced”.

“That’s a good point. But it doesn’t help to know that. I still have hard time dealing with… crazy families. We’re going to the basement?”

“Why?”

“I have my speakers there, and we can make a playlist”.

“Right”.

Walking past the windows, they looked outside, at the orange sky.

“Tomorrow’s gonna rain”, Mal said. He tore the pack open with a loud rustling. “You want some?”

Y/N looked inside.

“I’m gonna puke if I put anything else in my mouth today”.

“That’s what she said”, Mal commented gravely.

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Ancient Wisdom Revealed: 5 Hidden Magical Knowledge That Can Transform Your Life

We are usually amazed when we discover hidden knowledge related to mysticism, magic, and witchcraft. Not only does this ancient knowledge enlighten us but it can also help us understand the very essence of our being. However, most of the times valuable magical information and insight are hidden right before our very eyes. We simply need to know where to look.

“Secrets have a way of making themselves felt, even before you know there’s a secret.” – Jean Ferris

It’s true that this is World which has never actually cut off from the Old Ways. In fact, so many things we still do, reflect on the Old Religion and our Witchy Ways. Therefore, we decided to publish an article, on all weird things that actually got Pagan Origin or even Witchy! This is going to be really really fun!

Magical Knowledge Hidden in Plain Sight

“It is hidden but always present.” – Laozi

The list is endless. We could keep going on and on about it but we chose 5 facts which make more sense to almost anyone.

1. Why do we Wink to signal about secret knowledge?

A Winker actually signals the Winkee that they share or s/he is about to share some secret knowledge. It’s not obvious why or what it is, but this is a sign to immediately question reality. This is an awakening call. If you really think about it, it’s already pretty weird.

Wink & the one eye of Odin

Odin is the mighty and wise father of Norse Religion. God of Wisdom, Healing and Victory he is beloved in all germanic traditions. He is famous for his thirst for Wisdom and magical knowledge. According to one story, Odin was traveling again in his quest to expand his awareness. One day he ventured to Mimir’s Well, located beneath the world tree Yggdrasil. The Guardian spirit of this well, whose wisdom and magical knowledge for the Realms was unprecedented, greeted Odin. Odin asked for some water.

I know where Othin’s eye is hidden, Deep in the wide-famed well of Mimir; Mead from the pledge of Othin each morn Does Mimir drink: would you know yet more?

I know where Othin’s eye is hidden, Deep in the wide-famed well of Mimir; Mead from the pledge of Othin each morn Does Mimir drink: would you know yet more?

The mystical creature knew exactly what Odin was asking and he tried to make it as hard as possible. Thus he demanded his eye. Odin was asking for true and absolute wisdom and the price seemed fair for the Guardian. However, Odin gave it instantly and the Guardian gave the God of Wisdom what he was asking.

Hidden Magical Knowledge of Wink

In many ancient depictions, and due to the fact that Odin has one eye, he seems like he’s winking. This is where the ‘wink’ came from. As Odin lost his eye for hidden truth, we reenact his divine sacrifice by winking, to signal someone for secret knowledge.

“The only secrets are the secrets that keep themselves.” – George Bernard Shaw

2. Why do we give the ‘middle finger’ to insult someone?

Greeks understood the power of sex & sexuality, thus sexuality was part of each God’s powers. Thus, the ‘Phallus’ aka the erect penis, was a symbol of great potential, a power which could fight every demon, reverse bad luck to golden opportunities and create a new and successful beginning in everyone’s life.

Middle finger represents a phallus – a magical symbol

Indeed, the middle finger represents an erect penis. The middle finger also is known as “digitus impudicus” or “the impudent finger”. Saint Isidore of Seville explains in his Etymologies that the third finger is called impudent because it often expresses vexation, insult. But why?

“A graceful taunt is worth a thousand insults.” – Louis Nizer

This rude gesture actually dates back to ancient Greece. This was a sacred and magical gesture – something like a Mudra. Greeks used it to instantly counter any negative activity and dark arts that targeted them. Just like the statues of Phallus in crossroads and anywhere, they did it to repel dark magic.

Therefore, by ‘giving the middle finger and insulting’ the receiver we actually attempt to bind his/her power against us.

3. Why are Days Seven?

Have you wondered? Why aren’t the days of week 5 or 10 or 12? Why 7? Is there special power in it? Well YES!

Seven are the Days, Seven are the ‘Planets’ of ancient Witches

In the ancient World, astrologers and mages worked with the energy of the ‘7 Planets’. These 7 celestial bodies – which are not all planets – embody the diverse magical forces and energies from which everything is born into creation. Each ‘planet’ has a distinct vibration that can be directed and channeled in every magical work.

Each of the seven Days of the Week represents each of the ‘Planet’ of Astrologers and Witches which of course correspond to one God.

Monday is the Moon’s Day, day of Artemis / Diana – Goddess of the Moon

Tuesday is Tyr’s / Ares / Mars’s Day – God of War

Wednesday is Woden’s / Hermes’s / Mercury’s Day – God of Communication and Knowledge

Thursday is Thor’s / Zeus’s / Jupiter’s Day – all God of Lightning although Zeus is also King of Gods

Friday is Freya’s / Aphrodite’s / Venus’s Day – Goddess of Beauty and Love

Saturday is Saturn’s / Krono’s Day – old God of Time

Sunday is Sun’s / Apollo’s Day – God of the Sun

4. Why do we make Tattoos?

A tattoo is an ancient form of art appearing in different ancient cultures throughout history. Our modern word ‘tattoo’ comes from the Tahitian word tatau which means “to mark something”. Does this remind you of something? Maybe the Witch Marks?

“Tattoos are like stories — they’re symbolic of the important moments in your life.” – Pamela Anderson

Tattoos are in fact Witch Marks

Tattoos are similar to the Marks of the Witches. It’s a sacrifice we make to our bodies in order to connect deeper with what the symbol we chose represents. An eternal mark on our mortal bodies which can also pass through our incarnations. So please, before you decide which tattoo to do on your body, choose wisely the meaning and symbolism!

5. Why do we wear our wedding ring on our ‘ring finger’?

Haven’t you always wondered? Why do we choose to put our Wedding Rings on the ‘Ring Finger’? Well, as you can understand, the name of the finger itself actually implies its participation in Wedding Rituals.

Why a Golden Ring on Ring Finger?

This part of Wedding Rituals actually dates back in ancient years. First of all, the Ring symbolizes the Wholeness and Unity. It’s the perfect shape of Alchemists and it’s linked with Ouroboros – the symbol of eternity.

Now, why on Ring Finger? This finger is associated with the Sun and Apollo, the god of all blessings. When we ‘activate’ this finger we actually activate the power of the Sun and Apollo in us. As every ‘Planet’ is associated with one Metal, the Sun and Apollo are associated with Gold. Thus, to properly activate the Ring Finger we need to wear a Golden Ring on it. Check more on how to wear Rings to pursue your purposes here!

Therefore, in Wedding Rings, we conjure the blessings of Apollo and the Sun, the bring timeless happiness.

“Secrets are made to be found out with time.” – Charles Sanford

Esoteric wisdom can help you transform your life and the lives of your loved ones. Once you know how to access and decode such ancient knowledge, you can get a better understanding of different religions, practices and spiritual self. Now that you have gained some valuable insight, use this hidden ancient magical wisdom to build a happier and more purposeful life.

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How to Decode Emotions In Text Messages: 6 Effective Ways To Get Started

“How do you decode emotions in text messages?”

Text messages can often be very confusing. It can be especially challenging to understand emotions when we communicate through text messages. With the lack of facial expressions and body language, we can often misinterpret the intended message and tone resulting in disastrous misunderstandings. So how can we read emotions in texts? Let’s find out.

“What is a moderate interpretation of the text? Halfway between what it really means and what you’d like it to mean?” – Antonin Scalia

It’s easy when people say they are angry or sad or excited, or if they tack an emoji to the end of a text. But when they don’t? Given that even face-to-face communication can be confusing, it should not surprise us that truncated, dashed-off text messages can result in disastrous misunderstandings.

In the age of technology, we not only need to decode in-person interactions, but we also need to decode textual transmissions.

How do we know what a person is feeling when we can’t see their faces or body language?

Here are six tips to help you better decode emotions in text messages, or at least prevent yourself from jumping to conclusions based on scant evidence.

1. Assume good intentions

In general, text messages are short. We have very little information to work with. A smiley face or series of exclamation points can help assure us that the text is meant to express positive emotion, but texts do not always include these extra emotion indicators. Our friends’ busy schedules lead to abrupt messages, and our partner’s playful sarcasm isn’t always read as playful.

Keep in mind that texts are a difficult medium for communicating emotion. We have no facial expressions or tone of voice, or conversation to give us more information. If the text doesn’t say, “I’m angry,” then don’t assume that the texter is angry. We are better off reading texts with the assumption that the texter has good intentions. Otherwise, we may end up in lots of unnecessary arguments.

“Texting is a fundamentally sneaky form of communication, which we should despise, but it is such a boon we don’t care. We are all sneaks now.” – Lynne Truss

2. Cultivate awareness of unconscious biases

In my research, I have had to train numerous teams of emotion coders. But even trained coders who meet weekly to discuss discrepancies don’t agree on which emotion (or how much emotion) is being expressed. People just do not see emotions in the same way. We have unconscious biases that lead us to draw different conclusions based on the same information.

For example, every time I lead a coding team I am reminded that males and females often differ in how they interpret others’ emotions. If Bob writes: “My wife missed our 10-year anniversary,” men may think Bob is angry, while women may think Bob is sad.

I don’t presume to know exactly why this is, but I can say confidently that our emotion-detection skills are affected by characteristics about us. When it comes to detecting emotion in texts, try to remember that our unconscious biases affect our interpretations. The emotions we detect may be reflective of things about us just as much as they are reflective of the information in the text.

3. Explore the emotional undertones of the words themselves

The words people use often have emotional undertones. Think about some common words—words like love, hate, wonderful, hard, work, explore, or kitten.

If a text reads, “I love this wonderful kitten,” we can easily conclude that it is expressing positive emotions. If a text reads, “I hate this hard work,” that seems pretty negative. But, if a text reads, “This wonderful kitten is hard work,” what emotion do we think is being expressed?

One approach to detecting emotions when they appear to be mixed is to use the “bag-of-words” method. This just means that we look at each word separately. How positive are the words “kitten” and “wonderful”? And how negative are the words “hard” and “work”? By looking at how positive and negative each word is, we may be able to figure out the predominant emotion the texter is trying to express. Give this bag-of-words method a try when you are having a hard time figuring out the emotion in a text.

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