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Injury Starters

“Whoa, when did you get this?”

“Who did this to you?”

“Hold still— I need to clean it.”

“I’m supposed to believe this was an accident?”

“Damn— I’d hate to see the other guy.”

“Does this hurt when I touch it?”

“What the hell, ___? Another fight?”

“What the hell happened to your face?”

“Why are you so calm about this? You’re really hurt.”

“I think your arm is broken. It’s not supposed to bend like that.”

“Here, let me help you with that.”

“You’re bleeding a lot. Too much. Apply more pressure. I’m calling an ambulance.”

“Did you think I was gonna leave you like this?”

“Instead of helping you, they ran off? What an asshole.”

“You need to be more careful. You keep getting hurt like this and you’ll put yourself out of commission.”

“Let me grab the first-aid kit. Don’t move.”

“So, do you wanna explain to me what the hell happened?”

“You look really pale. Sit down. I don’t need you fainting before I get this stitched-up.”

“I’m not blaming you, I’m just saying this looks awfully suspicious.”

“How many of them were there? This doesn’t look like one man’s doing.”

“Sit still. I need to clean this before it gets infected.”

“Wiggle your fingers. I need to make sure it’s not broken.”

“This is gonna hurt. A lot. But it’ll be quick. I need to pop it back into place.”

“I told you not to act recklessly like that. You might think you’re protecting me, but you’re gonna get yourself killed if you keep jumping in like that.”

“That was really close this time. Too close. Please, promise me you’re gonna listen to me and be more careful in the future.”

ARIANA GRANDE IMAGINE.

— WELCOME BACK, THIS IS MY FIRST ARIANA IMAGINE, HOPEFULLY YOU ENJOY IT !

( fluff ! )

IT WAS VALENTINES DAY. You and Ariana had been together for five years now. You asked Ari out on Valentine's Day, a day you will never forget. You guys were the definition of endgame, I mean you still are! You and her Nonna had gotten really close during those five years. She was the sailer of your relationship. And she made sure it didn't sink. You had told Nonna about your plan for today. She made sure that nothing got in the way of such plans.

You were ready to settle down, and you wanted Ariana to be your last. The person you would spend the rest of your life with. Until death do you part. Nothing was stopping you but fear, when the fans found out you guys were dating, they were really supportive! Everyone was.

So as you were doing your makeup, getting ready to ask a question that would change both of your lives forever, Ariana walked in, smiling. Looking like an angel, per usual. You smiled brightly at her.

"Hey babe" she said sweetly as she took a seat next to you, in a plush white and rose gold chair.

"Hey, Happy anniversary and Valentine's Day!" You said, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

She giggled an "I love you".

"Love you more- Hey are you busy today!?" You asked, praying that she wasn't.

"Nope!" She smiled brightly, "I cleared my schedule because of today!"

You returned the simile, "okay good, because, we are going to have a picnic! So get ready because" you said looking at your clock, checking the time "we are leaving in an hour, so at 1:00pm, we have to be out of here" you said standing out of your chair and leaving the room, shouting an "I love you" as you walked down the hall.

You walked into Nonna's room, smiling so hard, that your face started to hurt.

"Do you got it Nonna?", she nodded as she opened a small, wooden door, revealing a smaller velvet box. She looked up at you as she handed you the box,

"Y/n, I hope this goes well. This ring, was my mother's, I want Ariana to have it. You make her happy, y/n. That's all I want for my Ari." She stated, a small tear escaping her eye, she wiped it quickly, "but it isn't time to cry, it's time to celebrate! Today is a happy day, y/n."

"Thank you again Nonna, you have supported us and our relationship, and we thank you for that."

She nodded and gave a smile. You nodded back walking out of Nonnas room, and entering the room you shared with Ariana.

You walked over to the closet, running your fingers along the large selection of fabrics and items of clothing. Your hands landed on a particular item, the one you wore the first day you and Ariana met.

...

When you met it was a normal day, and you were at Starbucks, when suddenly a ladies drink fell, your head shot over to where you had heard the noise, and you walked towards the short girl.

"Here" you said handing her your drink, "I didn't touch it". She looked up at you with her soft, doe eyes, "Oh no it's okay!-" but you cut her off, saying "No I insist, or I can buy you the same drink that you wanted!" She finally nodded seeing that you wouldn't stop until you got what you wanted. You smiled and sat in a booth, she sat in front of you

. "Okay, so what do you usually get-" you trailed off seeing as you didn't know her name,

"Ariana, Ariana Grande" she smiled.

"Okay Mrs.Grande,  what would you like- don't tell me it's a grande -" you both laughed,

"um..." she paused, "I still feel bad! You don't have to pay for it" you gave her a serious face, "okay fine! But first what's your name?"

"Y/n, my name is Y/n L/n."

"That's a beautiful name, y/n"

You gave her a smile, "thank you, but you still have to give me your order!"

She huffed "first, thank you, my order Mrs.L/n is a Cloud Macchiato,"

"Okay, I'll be right back" you walked over to the counter and asked the lady for Arianas order.

...

You laughed at the memory. Drawing out the item from the closet and spreading it on the bed. You grabbed a pair of sandals and a purse, and put the box in it, zipping it shut. You got dressed and shortly after you heard Ariana knock on the door. You sprinted over to the door and opened it, she was already dressed.

She was wearing a white puffy, mid-thigh, dress. She looked like she was glowing.

"Wow, you look- gorgeous Ariana." You stated breathlessly. She let out a dry laugh as she scanned you up and down. "You are wearing the same dress you wore when we first met!"

"Yes, I am. Now" you said looking at your clock, checking the time, "it's a quarter before one, we should get going!" She nodded agreeing with you.

Walking over to the kitchen, you went to the refrigerator and grabbed a basket, containing food for the picnic.

"You really went all out didn't you Y/n?" She questioned. You smirked proudly. "I sure did"

...

( Time skip to the park because I am not going to describe the car ride, like a good and well put together writer would do, but I will take me time to wright this ! )

Ariana giggled as you spread out the blanket on the grass, and set the basket on top. You both sat down. You sat closer to her, cupping her cheeks and kissing her soft lips. Butterflies flew around in your stomach as you pulled away. She looked down and smiled, removing a piece of hair that fell into her face.

I grabbed my purse, about to take out the small box, but I stopped, "first, close your eyes!" She giggled and obeyed "you better not scare me Y/n or I swear-" I quickly took out the box. "You can look now Ariana-"

When she opened her eyes she started to squeal and jump up and down, when she calmed down, you could see that her eyes were glossy.

"Ari- Ari don't cry" you consoled her.

She sniffed, and nodded, "Y/n, yes. I million times yes" you laughed,

"Ariana Grande, I love you so much"

"Y/n, I love you more." She gave you a big hug, like she would never see you again.

From that moment on you were a happy couple, yes you both argued and fought, you disagreed and agreed, but you worked together and got through everything.

...

Excuse me... I love you.

— WHAT DID I JUST WRITE-. THIS HAS NOT BEEN EDITED OR REVISED.

witch’s affirmations

♥  my craft is valid and holds immense power

♥  i, the witch, have true and good magick within me

♥  my moments of weakness do not define me

♥  i am proof that magick is real

♥  every word i whisper radiates with energy

♥  i commune with the universe by spells and chants

♥  the mother moon hears me call her and smiles

♥  my blood is red with witch’s warmth

♥  my aura is pervasive and vibrant

♥  my way of casting spells is beautiful and different

♥  my heart is connected to witches all over earth

♥  my solitary power is more than enough

♥  my magick is forever

can you write a stefan salvatore dating headcanon where she is elijah's daughter(adopted)

Dating Stefan and being Elijahs adopted daughter would include

So um... I tried. Hopefully this was good- this was more focused around the Mikaleson I think, Stefan was just like third wheeling like "um... heyy" so yeah...

You and Stefan kept your relationship... secret for a while, considering that you were part of the original family, you didn't want your father and uncles and aunts going after Stefan.

When Klaus made Stefan travel with him and become a ripper, he just so happened to bring you along. Stefan hated that you had to see him like that, but you loved him anyways.

"Y/n I'm a ripper, a ripper doesn't stop!! You should be afraid of me" "I could never be afraid of you Stefan, because I love you"

Stefan loves to cuddle, sometimes you will be the big spoon, sometimes you would let him be the big spoon.

Rebekah secretly ships you both, because she sees how happy he makes you.

Elijah just wants the best for you and makes sure he is treating you right, "Y/n it's come to my attention that you have been upset lately, was it that Salvatore boy?" "No, father it isn't Stefan! Me and Nik got into an argument and I got upset!"

Klaus hates you and Stefan being together, but sucks it up because you love him.

Kol doesn't have much to say about your relationship because he is stuck in a box.

Stefan was there for you when you found out you were adopted, and Elijah and the rest of the breathing Mikaelsons thanked him.

When you and Stefan would kiss and what not, always one of the Mikalesons would rip both of you apart. They still treat you like a child.

"Nope, not going to happen, Stefan please go home, y/n no kissing boys here or anywhere!"

Even though the Mikaleson have a hard exterior they care for their own, because family is important. Always and forever.

"We just want you to be safe y/n, it's not that we don't want you to be happy! We just want you to be okay, and if anyone ever hurts you, we will hunt them down. You are family, even if we aren't related by blood, from what we know, you will always be part of this family. Always and Forever"

‘Something's Wrong’ Sentence Starters

Something’s Wrong With My Muse

“Oh, God, you’re bleeding. You’re bleeding a lot.”

“Stop squirming, I’m trying to help.”

“Hang on, I got you.”

“Just lean on me, I’ll help you walk.”

“We should get that looked at.”

“Don’t tilt your head back, you’ll make your nosebleed worse!”

“Just sit up and breathe, ok?”

“Eh, you’ll be fine. I think. Maybe.”

“Whatever you do, don’t go to sleep. Stay awake.”

“Oooooo. That looks painful.”

“Oh, thank God! Don’t scare me like that!”

“How the hell did you do this to yourself?”

“Hey, hey, stay with me, ok?”

“You stopped breathing.”

“Oh look, it’s alive.”

“Take deep breaths, you’ll be fine.”

“Arms shouldn’t move like that…”

“What happened to your leg?!”

“Yep, that’s broken alright. How’d you manage that?”

“Here’s some ice for that.”

“You’re welcome, by the way.”

“Yeesh, you look like shit.”

“Wait, you were mugged?!”

“Is that a stab/gunshot wound?”

“Ok, ew. I’m not cleaning that up.”

“Easy, easy! Just lay down, you hit your head.”

“You probably have a concussion, so I wouldn’t be moving around too much if I were you.”

“I thought you were dead!”

“On a scale of 1 to 10, how much does it hurt?”

“Can you walk on your own?”

“You’re getting blood on my clothes!”

“How many fingers am I holding up?”

Something’s Wrong With Your Muse

“Is that three fingers you’re holding up?”

“I’m so sorry for getting blood on your clothes!”

“I’m not sure I can walk on my own.”

“On a scale of 1 to 10, my pain’s at least an 8.”

“You thought I was dead?”

“Do you think I have a concussion?”

“I hit my head; now I don’t feel so good.”

“I’m so sorry. Do you mind cleaning up?”

“I think I’ve been stabbed/shot.”

“I just got mugged!”

“Do I look as bad as I feel?”

“Could I maybe get an ice pack for this?”

“Thank you, by the way.”

“I think my leg is broken.”

“I can’t feel my arm.”

“I’m going to need more than deep breathing to calm me down.”

“I’m not dead yet!”

“Oh, God, I’m bleeding. I’m bleeding a lot.”

“Are you really trying to help?”

“Please help me.”

“Can I lean on you? I don’t think I can walk.”

“I think I need to get this looked at.”

“I can’t get my nose to stop bleeding!”

“I can’t seem to catch my breath.”

“I’ll be fine. I think. Maybe.”

“Please help me stay awake.”

“This hurts just as much as it looks like it does.”

“Sorry - did I scare you?”

“I don’t know how I managed to do this to myself.”

“I don’t know if I can stay awake.”

“I stopped breathing?”

Note: Revamp of an older sentence starter post found here.

what is love ?

compromise and understanding.

Punk Warners 

DIVIDERS

Yeah here are some random dividers I found! I own none of them all credit gifs to the owners.

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by clicking HERE you will find 215 326 ( 80x ) gif icons of actress CLAIRE HOLT in her role as REBEKAH MIKAELSON !! none of these gifs belong to me but i did crop, resize & add psd to them all. if you’d like to have credit for them or take them down, let me know ! i will be updating the post regularly. please make sure to leave a like or reblog if you’re using !

trigger warnings: blood, kissing, grief.