A collection of my oneshots! Series gradually being updated. These links are specific to Tumblr, BUT I have also posted quite a few of these on my Ao3! I also have fics on there, which I will also be making a masterpost for + uploading the chapters to tumblr.
ð¡Neighborhood Seriesð¡
A series of randomized oneshots that take place in the same universe, a timeline where the skeleton duos all live in their own houses in a singular neighborhood.
In order(with links attached):
ð Stargazing (Classic Sans! First oneshot I wrote.)ð
âšBack To You (Also Classic Sans, takes place a little bit after the former.)ð€
ðStress Relief (Fell/Red! I need to write him again..)ð¢
ð»Close (Blue/Reader) [I don't really like this one that much anymore but I'll keep it up for any that do]ðµ
ðBeach Day (Swap Bros!)ð
ðFirst Meeting (Fell Papyrus/Edge!)ðŸ
âïžRelax. (Fell Papyrus/Edge!)âïž
ðªScare Actor!Horrorð
A series mainly themed for Halloween where Reader has a chance encounter with Horror while going to a Haunted House with their partner. Takes place in a Post-Pacifist Horrortale timeline, so Horror goes by Sans.
Part 1: Scares and a Sudden Friendshipððª
Part 2: Coffee Hangoutâ
Part 3: New Experiences // Meeting Papyrus!ð¥
ðFairytale Seriesðª
A series of miscellaneous fairytale-based scenarios featuring your favorite skeletons. Some may have connections to others!
ð¡ïžAssassin!Red/Mage!Readerðª
âïžKnight!Blue/Readerð¶
ðKing!Nightmare/Ruler!Reader(Start of a Bad Sanses series)ð¢
ð¹King!Dream/Ruler!Reader (An alternate timeline to the former concept)ðª
ð€ Cowboy!Stretchð
An AU where Stretch and Blue live on a ranch and work as cowboys. The other skeletons ARE present in other areas, but this mainly just focuses on Stretch and his growing relationship with Reader. Could be considered Farmtale inspired.
ð¥Part 1: howdy.ð¯
ðŽPart 2: Going for a rideð
ðNightmare/Multiverse Traveler!Readerâš
An endless game of Cat and Mouse, where Nightmare chases Reader across the Multiverse in order to finally be with them. Mutual pining, we love to see it!!
ðPart 1: Chasingð
ðºPart 2: Blooms. (Angst)ð¥
ð€Bad Sanses Shenanigansðª
A collection of scenarios with everybody's favorite villains.
ðPumpkin Carving! (was originally a part of a now cancelled Halloween writing challenge series.)ðª
âïžSnow Day! (Christmas Special)ðš
ðSleepover!ð
ði'm here. (Dust Comfort)ð
ðª"Knife" To Meet'cha (Killer/Reader #1)ð»
ð¹Falling For Ya (Killer/Reader #2(?) ) ð
AmalgaMATE
A scenario where Reader is an amalgamate of several different Reader souls, and is hopelessly in love with Science/Classic? Sans.
ð§ªPart 1: me and the amalgamate i pulled by being a punny guy ð
Standalone Oneshots
Oneshots that haven't been made into series yet/are intended to be by themselves.
âïžChance Encounter (Dream/Reader)ð
ð¶Dream/Fem Reader (Requested)ð³
ðMessages + Confessions (Error/Reader)ð
ð«§Into The Sea (Merman!Blue/Reader)ð
âHome (Cross/Reader)ð (Requested)
Star Sanses HQ Shenanigans(Star Sanses & Reader [Platonic]) (Requested)
Flirting With Death (Reaper/Immune!Reader) (Requested)
ð¡Carnival Date (Classic!Papyrus/Reader) (Requested)ð§£
ð±Frightening New Friend (Horror!Papyrus & Reader)ð [Halloween Special]
ðA Light In The Depths (Mer!Nightmare/Reader)ð€¿
My oneshot requests ARE OPEN if you would like to submit one, you can check out my rules post here! (You can send requests via Ask(Preferred) or here in the comments if you'd like.) Happy reading!
(from left to right, harold graham, mark reynolds, peggy graham, carol reynolds)
a thriving marriage is the key ingredient to a strong and stable family, so it comes to no surprise that the whitehaven housewife puts a lot of effort into nurturing her relationship to her significant other. many say that getting married is like planting a rose bush in your backyard, in which case only some people are capable of tending to said rose bush and helping it bloom and flourish, even if they inevitably get pricked by the thorns in the process. but not everyone is successful at that, in fact, many a housewife enjoys a bouquet of fresh-cut flowers from the store to distract herself from her dying rose bush wilting away in her backyard...
the grahams have been going through a period of romantic stagnation ever since harold became more involved his place of work. even though he has never been good at prioritizing his wife over his job, now more than ever is he ignoring peggyâs emotional needs in favor of his obsession with work, wealth, politics and the stock market. despite enjoying the many benefits of a hard-working, high-earning husband, peggy remains a romantic to her core, fueled by hours of binge-watching romcoms and reading romance novels with her book club. she loves cheesy dinner dates and visits to the movie theater and feels as though her husband has given up on romance altogether. luckily enough, she has found a âtemporaryâ solution in carolâs husband, mark.
mark is traditional, rule-abiding and responsible, some would even dare to call him a stickler. his wife carol on the other hand has reached what appears to be a midlife crisis, suddenly feeling as though her time of being irresponsible and free-spirited has been cut short. she wishes to take more risks in life, to act stupid and reckless at times and even experiment in the bedroom a little more, which are demands that mark has a hard time keeping up with, being the strict, vanilla husband that he is. in order to satisfy her urges somehow, carol has been having an affair with her tennis coach dave, who not only feeds her sexual urges but also a thrill-seeking nature of hers.
dissatisfied with their partners and experiencing an increasing conflict of interest, peggy, mark and carol have been secretly cheating on their significant others in order to fill a void left by what seems to be a dried up, wilted rose bush in their backyards.
ð¹ [ROSE] Does your OC believe in true love? Why?
ð [MAPLE LEAF] What is your OC's favourite season? Why and what do they do during it?
For chance:
ð³ [DECIDUOUS] What's your OC's favourite thing to do at the park?
ðŽ [PALM TREE] What are the stops on your OC's dream cruise? What boat are they on?
*gasp* more???? ð± Thank you!!!!
ð¹ [ROSE] Does your OC believe in true love? Why?
Drip does believe in true love, but he's not so naïve to think that relationships don't take a lot of effort. He dreams of the type of romances he reads in books, and hopes one day he too can find true love like those characters.
ð [MAPLE LEAF] What is your OC's favorite season? Why and what do they do during it?
Drip enjoys the spring season the most. He loves when all of the plants come back to life and the flowers start blooming. He loves the feel of the warm sun on his face after the grey of winter. Rainy days are his favorite, because he'll cozy up with a mug of tea and good book while listening to the rain. He's also a lowkey plant daddy. He can't have a full garden, but spring is a great time to start growing things.
ð³ [DECIDUOUS] What's your OC's favorite thing to do at the park?
Chance is a master at roller-blades, so that's what you'll find him doing at the park. He'll also be stopping for ice cream with lots of candy pieces, hot fudge, and whipped cream on top.
ðŽ [PALM TREE] What are the stops on your OC's dream cruise? What boat are they on?
Chance will stop at every single casino he can find. He enjoys gambling and will rake in so many credits, they'll think he's cheating and chase him out. You'll find him on a Royal Caribbean's cruise ship at the onboard casino, most likely playing blackjack.
Embracing nature's serenity, one petal at a time ðž
Each petal, each leaf, each tiny insect has its own unique story to tell. And the beauty of it all is that these stories are ever-changing. With every sunrise and sunset, with every season that comes and goes, the garden transforms, offering new tales of growth, resilience, and life's simple joys ðž.
sawatdee kha thuk khon na kha!, what a lovely day it is! ð I've just spent some time in my garden, and it's absolutely blooming. The roses are in full bloom, and the air is filled with their sweet scent. ð¹ I've also spotted a few butterflies fluttering around, adding to the charm of the garden. ðŠ I've always found solace in nature. It's like an escape from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. Every time I step into my garden, I feel a sense of peace washing over me. It's as if the flowers are whispering their secrets to me, and the trees are swaying in rhythm with my heartbeat. ð³ð
I've captured a few moments from my garden stroll 555+, the garden is a riot of colors, with flowers blooming in every corner and leaves rustling in the gentle breeze. It's a place of tranquility and serenity, a haven from the outside world. I hope they bring a smile to your face and remind you of the beauty that exists in our world. Remember, life is like a garden - it's all about growth, patience, and enjoying every moment. ðžð§ð»ðž How about you? Have you spent any time in nature recently? Or perhaps you have a favorite flower or plant kha? I'd love to hear about it! ðŒ
Oh how I love each piece of you SSSOOOOO very much!
It's a cooler slightly rainy morning here in north Georgia but I know it's gonna be hot & muggy very soon. Probably tomorrow. Lol.
I'm still congested from my allergies & sinuses but I'm getting better.
And getting back to work with cleaning, packing, & culling.
Hard to do now that recycling thru my regular trash pickup has been nixed. Because "it was profitable."
Some beach.
I swear. Everything on this planet is recyclable! Well... should I take radiological isotopes outta that list?ð€
Cost benefit analysis vs expenditures.
I swear. Sigh.
Just like logistics, it all seems to be a crap shoot these days.
Heck, even incinerating is better than garbage dumps! At least with ash it can replenish the earth! Just gotta filter the smoke. And use solar mirrors to not expend too much energy.
Yes, I'm into science & how the earth, & the human body work. It's fascinating!
Even though I'll miss NCIS: LA now that it's had a series finale, I'm still more interested in watching plants grow, the birds come & steal cat food off my porch, my tomatoes growing, my mandevilla blooming, ferns swaying in the breezes.
I look forward to the time when we get to where Star Trek TNG was. No more war, famine or strife on this planet. No TVs, monetary gain over others. We grow beyond that.
Sigh. I want that.
But... that's right folks.
I want that with my loves.....my soul's mates.....
Plush uses They + Noun/Neopronouns! Theyâre a soother.
Rosalina uses She/It/They/He pronouns!
Rox uses Glam/It/He/:0/ðŒ/They/Rock/Wow pronouns! He is a Shephard
Sammy uses Love/Soft/Cinn/Pastel/Fluff/Mew/Swee/ð§/Love/Plushie but uses they/them as auxiliary pronouns. Soft is a love manager. Sign-off;â
Skylar uses She/Her pronouns! Sheâs a protector
Thorn uses They/It/Ze + Any rose related pronouns! Theyâre a gatekeeper
Tyler uses any/all pronouns! Heâs a little. Sign-off;ðŒ
Willow uses She/They/Fae/Shey/Bow/Love/Melody/Cake/Bun/Kit/Nya/Mew/ð/ð/ðŒ/ð/ð/ð/ðŒ/ð€/ð/ðž/ð/ð/Red/ð pronouns. ð is a protector. Sign-off;ð
Toy Bonnie uses He/ð€/ð§ž/Toy/Blue/Cute/ð/ð pronouns! Sign-off;ð
Yenndo uses He/It/Bit/Fang/ð€/âïž/ð/Star/They/ð§ pronouns. ð€ is the therapist! Sign-off;ð
Aesthetives:
Giggles/Alexia(Clowncore) uses Honk/:o/Clown/Troll/It/Lol/Par/ðª/ð€¡/ð/ð/ð/ð/ð/ð¬/Circus, And any similar pronouns! Sign-off;Clownster
BALMORAL ANON âŠÂ ððððððâŠâŠâŠ â ok Sydney tell the Queen Iâll come back âŠâŠâŠâŠ â bloody photographers!!â âŠâŠâŠâŠ â Heâs returning maâam â âŠâŠâŠ â thank you Sydney ââŠâŠâŠâŠ â ok Tarquin where do you want me? ââŠâŠâŠâ Philip , stop jittering about â âŠâŠâŠâŠ â bloody hellâ âŠâŠâŠâŠ do try and be civilised Philip â âŠâŠâŠ âJUST TAKE THE BLOODY PHOTO!!â âŠâŠâŠ âPHILIP!!!!!!!!!â
Thank youðððððððð
Entertainment purposesÂ
Aug 7/20
August 7/2020
ðððððððððððððThank you so much!! Dear Balmoral Anon, these are my love letters to HMTQ and Himself or Himsorfð€£ð€£ð€£ð€£ð€£ðððððððPGððððððððððððððððð
Vignette #5
Such a lovely day sunny âïžâïžand lovely 17°C. We return to the shire, ð²ð²ð²ð³ð³ð³Full and glorious flowers inðžðºðð·ð¹ð bloom, grass is green as any grass youâve ever seen ,trees full and lush ð²ð³ð²ð³ð³ð²you can hear the birds singing ð§ðŠð€even from inside the palace ð (closest thing to Palace emoji I could find just so you know.)the windows are open and the doors ðªÂ ðªÂ are open for the fresh air just an absolutely perfect afternoon. Except for one thing! It is not the trio of terrors the Cambridge children who had the tantrum, it was Himself that had a tantrum and stormed off/orfððfrom having the portraits ð¥Â ðžÂ taken!His very fragile patience tolerance was reached very quickly despiteârefreshmentsâ several times over ð¥Â ð¥Â ðºÂ I am writing this with love,so I hope that if per chance himself hears about it but I will not be sworn about ð€¬ð€¬ð€¬ð€£ð€£ð€£ð€£ððððha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!This was the  perfect place,the perfect time,the perfect people ,and the perfect photographer ðž.
Silence, complete silence! Nobody moves. Nobody says anything. Nobody looks at each other. Himself has just stormed off, after begrudgingly agreeing to be in the portraits. His patience wore thin, or shall l say, to put it mildly,  or should I say his patience wore bloody thinðððððð€£ð€£ð€£. HMTQ softly breaks the silence and request that Sydney  go check and speak with Himself. Quietly Sydney leaves the room and braces himself for the task at hand. He knocks on the door no reply. He enters the room and he hears muttering and slapping of the knees, just pure frustration. Sydney enquires, Sir, are you quite all right? Bloody photographers all these years of bloody pictures and photographers,in painting the portraits,oh Iâm so bloody tired of it all. Sydney knows just what to say. Sir, this is very important to her Majesty  and she would ever so happy if you would come back and have the portraits taken. Sir, would you please do that? Sydney, tell her Majesty I will come back. As Sydney is exiting the room, he says, very good Sir. I should let her Majesty know. As he is closing the door, he  hears the start of the muttering resume. Sydney slips silently back into the room where the photographer and HMTQ are waiting. Sydney softly informs HMTQ that Himself will return. Her Majesty, ever so grateful, oh thank you Sydney, thank you so much so very much.Â
Himself re-enters the room, he recently flew out of ð€£ð€£ð€£ððð, not quite as silently as Sydney but not saying a word.HMTQ is very pleased. They take their places again and her Majesty inquires of the photographer, whose name is Tarquin (love that name Iâve always love that name Tarquin) where do you want us? Tarquin thinks  he would like them seated by  side by side on a settee. They are  posing and he is getting ready to start taking photographs. Himself is already starting to fidget. He is not comfortable, I wonder if he suffers a lot of pain in his joints he had a hip replacement I think itâs all this I think maybe him being in pain maybe contribute to some of his idiosyncrasies I shall say. He dislikes like sitting there, he does not want to be there, he is only there because he loves his wife. But that also comes with with a lot of limits too,because you know one has only that much patience! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha kids Iâm seeing this in my head and my side hurts Iâm laughing so hard ha ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha. He is given a message from her Majesty,loud and clear,stop jittering about Philip! Well he appreciates that about  as much as a cat appreciates having a bath. And outcomes old faithful, bloody hell bloody hell!!!!! Her Majesty sternly says, oh really Philip do you try and be civilized!Now oneâs patience is wearing thin. The word one, is speaking in the third person and that is the ð Queen. HMTQ does not say l, she says One. One is not amused with his behavior! That is  it the dam brakes and all the water, so to speak, floods out in words. He lets it out with one big bellow⊠âJUST TAKE THE BLOODY PHOTO!!â. HMTQ replies almost as loud âPHILIP!!!!!!!!!â .ð¥Â ðžÂ Tarquin was able to snap just enough portraits to get a good picture. To be continuedâŠ.
This was originally posted to reddit, but Iâm very proud of the poem so Iâm posting it here too. Here goes...
I wanted to do something special this pride month, and I decided to write a poem commemorating the history of pride, including the stone wall riots and their aftermath. As a word of warning, this poem contains euphemisms for bigotry to discuss the trouble faced by the rainbow community in the past, though obviously it ends on a positive note. I hope you enjoy, this poem means a lot to me.
ððð
Thereâs a valley in a land not so far away
Where the soil is soft and the meadow is green
Basked in golden sunlight by day
Supplied by rivers clear and clean
And splashing their home in a myriad of shades
The flowers dance in the wind, heads held with pride
Natureâs love they lived and breathed, the valleyâs gifts they displayed
An external, living rainbow under the sky
In mutual support through times high and low
Though times may not always serve the meadow well
They stand in unity the same way years ago
When every year in June they have a tale to retell
Once upon a time, yet not as long ago as one may think
Something watched the flowers with distan
Coldly, cruelly calculating supports to cleave and hearts to shrink
So the valley would remain forever dull and plain
The meadow so vibrantly diverse beforehand
Slowly withered beneath their twisted grasp
But even in the now barren and dying land
Some flowers were determined to outlast
Slowly and stealthily, behind sheltered gaps
They spread carefully, some even returning
To the meadow once whole, now filled with cracks
The future unknown, the past filled with yearning
Over the meadow the anathema observed
Yet with time there were places escaping sight
In well hidden groves within clusters unperturbed
The flowers hid and remembered the meadows old delight
With time the wicked observers poison began to recede
The flowers secret groves increased and thrived
A meadow still harmed by that wicked deed
Would not prevent them staying alive
So cautiously did they venture into the land that danger fraught
Hiding, watchful, their company increasing with care and tact
To exist even with the poisonâs influence they taught
Themselves to live in plain view and cover their tracks
For a while this remained the status quo
Dodging sight and averting gaze
But once again the hateful toxins awoke
And their impact was hard to assuage
A hideous layer of crushing stone and cement
They plastered over the drying floor
Blind in fury surely their insanity would prevent
Flowers from ever blooming there at all
No water reached and no sunlight fell
Beneath the suffocation not only flowers were harmed
A dark page on the story we retell
But this chapter was not one to see acceptance or calm
Because flowers do not bloom on their own
They are at their peak growing together
Reaching forth with roots to pierce any stone
Eroding away the forces who to them once tried to sever
Stone splinters with time, the rubble kept giving
Till it was clear that not wall could hold them any longer
Such is the fate of those who suffocate the living
The layer was strong but mother nature is stronger
ð¹ðŸð³ for Bryn, ð ðº for Vaska, ð» ð¹ âïž for Grai, ð¥ ð for Gul, ð¿ ð² for Grusha, ð for Josephine!
I knew sending too many ðŸs will result in me having to answer it too lol
BRYN
ð¹ Where in the world does your OC feel most at home? Is there any reason why? If itâs not the place they were born, where were they born? Is there a certain somebody that makes them feel at home wherever they may be? What does home mean to them?
For Bryn, home is under the stars with people she enjoys. The more friends/family the better.
ðŸ Describe your OC through the eyes of someone absolutely head-over-heels in love with them
Oh man I gotta channel Yelkha. For her Bryn is a wildfire with powerful magic and physical strength (those shoulders...) that can best any fighter. Sheâs so clever and challenges everything (even Luthic oh no.) But! Sheâs also soft with her flowers and her songs and her laughter. And her hair smells so nice with the flowers blooming from it!
ð³ What is your OCâs favourite way to relax after a stressful day? Do they have a favourite book to curl up with? A hobby? Or do they have a nice bubble bath and have an early night to bed?
If Bryn is able to, she will have a warm aromatic bath that sheâll soak in as long as she can. If not, getting some warm soup or cuddling also works.
VASKA
ð Where does your OC go when they need to have some time to themself? Would they ever have their own âcomfort cornerâ filled with all the things they like? Do they have a favourite spot outside that feels like it's theirs and theirs alone?
On ships she found the cargo hold to be a good place to feel the water rock the ship. While docked she likes to find a branch of the docks that have no boats to sit at with her feet in the water.
ðº What does your OC do to calm down when theyâre scared or after a nightmare? Do they have any special comfort items or need to be reassured by a specific person? How do they handle this if theyâre alone?
If sheâs jolted awake from a nightmare, she unintentionally grips onto whoever sheâs sleeping with as a quick grounding. However, she tends to bottle up her fear, so it takes her time to acknowledge that she is scared.
GRAI
ð» What little things do they notice about people or the world around them that make them happy? What tiny little treasures do they find in the normal every day that makes the world seem a little brighter for them?
She loves seeing Josephine getting into a book and when she shares her learned knowledge with her and Sudryal. Also noticing how Sudryal is soft on Josephine.
ð¹ Where in the world does your OC feel most at home? Is there any reason why? If itâs not the place they were born, where were they born? Is there a certain somebody that makes them feel at home where ever they may be? What does home mean to them?
Once sheâs more comfortable with Josephine and Sudryal, they feel more like home to her. She misses the forest she grew up in, but she doesnât feel like itâs best for her to return just yet.
âïž Does this OC deserve better treatment from you? Do you make them suffer just a little bit too much? Be nice to them!
I mean I could give her a few more surviving tribe members. I guess it would depend on if sheâs will to go back.
GUL
ð¥ How would your OC decorate a notebook or journal? What kind of things are written in there? Could you give an example of a nice entry?
The journal would just be about all the neat bugs and lizards theyâve seen and some attempts of sketches of em. Gul slowly improves.
ð Does your OC enjoy hugs? What do they do as a show of affection for: their friends, their family, their significant other(s) or for strangers? Over all what are they like with receiving affection from others?
Gul loves hugs! They give bear hugs and will pick you up if they can. They also say Grai gives the best hugs. Hugs are their biggest way of showing affection, and they love getting affection from others.
GRUSHA
ð¿ What way does your OC show that they care without using words? What way do others show your OC that theyâre cared about without using speech?
Aside from general closeness and supporting/defending them in a fight, she does so in services. Need your weapons sharpened? Then sheâll make sure they get done swiftly and efficiently. This tavern has the freshest catch today, and lunch is on her. (This is also where her offering to help catch a ship stems from)
ð² How deeply does your OC feel? Are they typically empathetic or do they have a hard time connecting with others in this way? What are they like when offering support and comfort to someone they care for?
She tries to harden her heart, but it still bleeds for others. She offers soothing melodies for any crew members that have minds that wonât let them sleep and her ears to anyone that wants to talk; her heart aches for crew members lost, and it eventually makes her help Hallifax with her quest.Â
JOSEPHINE
ð On a scale of 1 - 10 how Baby is your OC? BONUS when asking this question rate the OC yourself as see if the reply matches up!!
Thereâs part of me yelling 10 even though she can be serious (usually itâs when Graiâs being careless with her health or worse refusing help) so eeeeeh yeah. 10.
ðð²ðŸð»ð±ðŒâïžðð³ðŸðŸð¹ðµïžð»ð»ðºð»ðµïžð»ðºðŒð²ð¹ðºðŠðð»ðºð»ð²ðŒð¹ðºð»ð¹ð²ð»ðŠð²ðŸð³ð³ðð²ððð³ðŸðºðŠðŠðŠðŠð²ðŒððððð²ðð²ðŒðŒð³ð²ðŒðŸâïžâïžâïžðŸð²ð²ð±ðð±ð±ð±ðð»ðŠðŸð³ðŸð²ððŒðâïžðŸð²ðŸðð²ðŸð³ðŸð³ðºðºð»ð¹ð¹ðŒðºð»ðŠð¹ðŒðºðºð·ðµïžð®ðžðŒðžðžðžðµïžðµïžð»ðºðŒð¹ð·ðµïžð·ðžð»ðºI made you a garden; there's a new section waiting to bloomð¥ºð¥ºðððððð±ð±ðð±ð±ð±ð±ððð±ð±ð±ð±ð±ðð±ð±ð±ð±ð±ð±ðððððð±ð±ð±ð±ð±ð±ð±ð±ð±ð±ðð±ð±ð±ððð±ð±ð±ððð±ð±ð±
I realized I have never posted a formal introduction of myself: So here it goes for anyone who may be interested, would like to talk, or might have some questions! I am all earsð¿
My birth given name is Caitlyn, but I flourished and breathe as Flora WildflowerðŒ
Sun- Libra, Rising- Cancer, Moon- Leo
I resonate and work with the Fae, Tuatha De Danaan, and those of Avalon seem to present themselves often to me.
Hecate is my go-to Goddess at the moment due to dealing with some current trials and relationship issues that left me having to make some of the hardest choices of my life.
I am a mystic green witch, medicinal and magickal, always trying to bring out the love for Mama Gaia in others, nurturing and blooming the seeds withinð³
I came out of the broom closet as a wee sprout only 12 years of age with the help of my aunt, who is no longer serving an earthly form so I have been along this path alone for quite sometime nowðð
Tarot and pendulum divination have nestled their ways comfortably into my life a couple years ago, and I am always happy and open to do readings for anyoneâš
I create Crystal healing jewelry, talismans, amulets, and charms that are attuned with the universe and full of sweet intentionsð¹ You can visit my Etsy shop by the link in my Bioð¹
I could go on forever, but I believe this is a good start, please feel free to always send a message for more information if you happen to be curiousð«
And friendly reminder that I am forever here for any baby witches, curious pagans/wiccans or of any spirituality. I welcome all levels of the playing field-
We are all walking the same path speaking the same terms in a different dialogue, you and I are intertwined within the universe- and will always have love for youð
May we Alll start with a fantastic morning wake up & a bright new day to get this love building, growing & nurtured to be it's full blooming on His Love & Blessings self!!!
I love & adore You/Alll beyond any human measure!!!
I am going to be working harder on me to show You/Alll just how much I love & value & respect You/Alll!!!.
I am +150% completely, totally, irrevocably, irresistiblely...
my Love/s. I'm listening to the birds in my forest, watching the sun make it's way across my yard, watching an occasional light breeze move my ferns & mandevilla...seeing the blooms about rest to burst forth excites me.. watching the cats seeking shade... grinning as watch small birds steal cat food...
I might not be for everyone...but as long as You/Alll enjoy me... love me...whimpering softly. Then my world is right. Because even when... my feelings are hurt, confused, floundering... God's Love, & Your/Alll's is Alll I need to fight the lies & tricks of the adversary laughing in my ears at me.