#hopefully not jinxing myself

[mamaangiwine]

I haven't been posting because I have been doing one single ritual for *weeks* (actually months now) and I have failed two times to do it consistently.

This is my third attempt. To fail again would mean cleansing myself and reorienting myself, because I cannot fail. It is not an option.

It is taking up all my time and space for magic and mystical thought.

Regardless though, I'm learning a lot...but c'mon. Who does this to themselves?

[ladyofpembroke]

Why am I stressing out about having to choose between two jobs when I haven’t gotten an offer from either yet? 🤦‍♀️

[koideres]

concepts for a future drawing

[corpium]

*whispers* I'm finally doing it. I'm writing Harrymort.

Breath shaking and still disillusioned, Harry waits with his wand out, ready for an attack. To his right, bookshelves line the wall. To his left, a fireplace burns, faced by a pair of plush armchairs. Before him, Voldemort sits behind the desk backed by the bay windows. Harry wonders if they’re spelled to be shatterproof. Squints and sees a web of magic engrained into them.

“Come now, Harry,” Voldemort purrs, wand aimed lazily in Harry’s direction. “Let me see you. This room is much too small for hide-and-seek.”

He’s right, Harry realizes. Hiding now would only serve to irritate him. So Harry, back to the door, ends the charm. Voldemort watches hungrily as it ripples off him, red eyes taking in his gray forearm and the dried, bloody runes peeking out from under Harry’s torn robe sleeves. His gaze climbs upward to linger on Harry’s ragged, mottled throat, making Harry’s tender skin prickle with awareness. His carotid twinges painfully with his heartbeat.

“Come to kill me again, Harry?” Voldemort murmurs. Only after he says it do his inhuman eyes slide up to meet Harry’s.

“Would it stick this time?” Harry asks, equally quiet.

“No.” Voldemort narrows his eyes at him. “Shall I kill you instead?”

“Do you think it would work?” Harry asks. He knows, deep in his bones, in the connection that still pulses with the life of the yew tree, that it wouldn’t. Doesn’t want to think about what that means for his future. 

Voldemort’s eyes drop to his neck once again. “I suspect it would be a useless endeavor…. You are, it would seem, already dead.”

Satisfaction, fully his own this time, tugs at Harry’s lips. “Only a little,” he says.

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OR: Harry is the Power He Knows Not, and Voldemort wants.

OR: It's been almost 9 years since I wrote that one steter fic and I am still enamored with the idea of hungry, magical trees and there's a FORBIDDEN FOREST RIGHT THERE HELLOOOO???

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For once in my fanfiction "career" I'm actually writing the fic in its entirety before I post it. And look, it only took 35k for these two yahoos to have a conversation without attempting to murder each other! Amazing. I'm so proud.

[hajihiko]

For the Kuzuhina indulgences… I was asking for more… 🥺/nf

I'm having a very nice evening rn so here ☆

[mitamicah]

9/13 Käärijä stickers 🦇🏍️

Okay, this might be one of my new faves which is wild since I made everything from sketch to final rendering today x'D. So yeah I felt like maybe doing a newer käärijä reference for the series and when for him being silly with the whole 'Bätmän from wish' thing x'D I hope you like it :3

⬅️Previous entry ➡️Concept sketch (specifically this one) ➡️➡️Concept sketches (rest)

[coffeeandcalligraphy]

I love writing things on a whim!!! most of the time I’m so focused on certain goals and don’t like to stray from them but then I realized like… why??? life is short!! words are beautiful!! I wanna write what I’m drawn to write!! and what’s funny is my brain rewards me!! like oh I’m following this silly little impulse and it’s working out???

[ramblingoak]

Finally, finally having some writing thoughts tonight.

And they’re cowboy themed! So that makes me even happier.

[sparklehoard]

Well guess who is maybe going to become an industrial medic if they pass all their courses

[myboyfriendjake]

so i got another full album (only album they had left at my target)

the half ver is the only ver i don't have and i was sad that they didn't have it but i still got the full ver cuz...

anyways i pulled a jake card i'm so happy only took three albums

[mashedpotatosinacup]

WHEN THE COLOR THEORY IS COLOR THERORYING 💪💪💪

[perdidosbucky-yyo]

You guys... If I get my shit together I might be able to post a new fic today 🤭

I'm really really excited

Little sneak peek down below

Walking along with you he simpered “I’m James by the way… friends call me Bucky”, his hand was warm and surprisingly soft as you shook it, repeating your name to remember as he ran behind you again “so, you wanna take a cute guy out for a cup of coffee?”

[ramabear]

anxious anxious anxious, but i'm trying not to think about it too much. there's not much i can do at this point. there really isn't.

[glassand-grass]

I was never that girl guys picked. If it was me and a group of friends, or even just one other friend, they were always the pretty or cute one, they were the ones who always got the guys attention. It’s been that way my whole life. I’ve had to meet people online if I had any hope, and 98% of the time I get ghosted anyways.

But last week at work, a man and his son who just live a road behind the farm and are friends with my bosses dad come help us gut stalls but last week it was just the son. And I find him hella attractive 😩🙏🏼 and when I came in late to work, he was on the skiddy hauling a dab pen and im like haha, I seen that, like I see what’s in your hand, I know what that is, and he was like, oh shit don’t tell the boss and im like don’t worry your secret is safe with me. and then we chatted about the zaza and random other things while we worked, lowkey definitely some flirting, and he offered to stay late and help get things done even though i told him it was okay if he had to go, and then WHEN HE WAS LEAVING. He’s like, “we should hang out and smoke one sometime” and I WAS SHOOK. So I shoot my shot and sure as shit, yah girl got his NUMBA.

And then Sunday I got asked to work which was no biggy, but I had to change the attachment on the skiddy and I couldn’t get the handles up and the attachment wouldn’t come off and my boss was busy with the show she was hosting so I panicked and texted this man like HELP, and then shortly after my boss came by and he hadn’t responded so I texted him nvm we got it and continued working. Idk like an hour later, I turn the corner to go outside and BOOM there’s this MAN and I’m like Jesus wtf are you doing here and he’s all like, sorry I didn’t have my phone on me and I just happened to be in my truck and figured you’d probably figured it out but that id come check anyways, AND I JUST WANTED TO FOLD RIGHT THEN AND THERE. and he even asked if I needed any help with chores but I was almost done.

We texted a few times since Sunday, I once again shoot my shot and asked if he wanted to hang and smoke one tomorrow after chores and his first response was sure that if he didn’t have anything else going on and that wasn’t too enthusiastic to me so I was just kinda like okay well let me know when you want to if you want to AND THEN he said he had to help a buddy with cattle barns this week so he just wasn’t sure Friday would work well but that essentially we’d figure it out, and I’m like OHHHH OKAY SO MAYBE?

idk im just scared im reading too much into it, or being too hopeful. Im trying not to be overexcited or overbearing. the girls at work tease me because i talk about it, but it’s literally just because im SO SHOOK because THIS DOESNT HAPPEN TO ME. When im at work, which is a horse farm, im at my utmost hobo mode, no fucks or effort given, and this GORGEOUS FULL DUTCH BLUE EYED BLONDE HAIR man wants to hang out…..but also the one girl at work telling me yesterday that he asked where I was when I was late on Friday and I was like wait REALLY?

So we’ll see what happens tomorrow when he comes to help gut stalls 😇

[honeybeeshepherd]

Migraine Day 5 🎉🎉🎉🎉!!!!!!

[crumbztoast]

wally wip :3