#'if you want something done right do it yourself' yanno

[hungharrington]

I can see Steve saying "When I tell you to sit on my face, I want you to sit, is that clear?" to read

wet as a dream

anon babe, i'm sure this prompt is supposed to be dom energy and yet all i could read was assuring boyfriend stevie <3 so have sum softness with ur face-sitting hehe 2k words, minors do not interact, and yanno, this is exactly what the prompt suggests + a lot of lovey dovey feelings ! enjoy <3

Look, you were no stranger to sex, to say the least. It might still make you flush, an eager yet still slightly embarrassed warmth whenever you and Steve go from sweet kisses, to a hot make-out, to more…

But even then, you’re not entirely sure anything could’ve prepared for this— for Steve to murmur against your lip between his heated kisses, “I want you to sit on my face.” 

You pull back from the make-out, chest huffing and your voice sounds only a tiny bit strangled when you say, “What?” 

Steve takes advantage of his new view, eyes skirting up and down your face hungry with love. His eyes are warm, grin easy, like it’s no big deal when he says, “I said I want—“ 

“No, no,” You cut in, feeling your ears tinge warmly. “I, uh, heard you the first time.” 

The image his words conjure pours into your mind, sitting on his tongue as his hands curl right around your thighs and keep you as close as he wants— while you mewl atop him, at his mercy. You shiver just a bit, desire streaking through you, and it quickly reminds you of the lap you’re sitting it, the evidence of Steve’s desire hard beneath you. 

His hands haven’t moved, still resting on your sides. His thumbs swatch up and down lightly, trying to read your expression. “You don’t have to,” Steve says earnestly, brows drawing together. “But, I promise it’ll feel so good.” 

That you have no doubt about. You’ve found it especially hard to stay quiet when Steve gets his mouth on you— something in the way he eats you out, with such an enthused fervor, moaning enough that you know he enjoys it too. 

“That’s not what I’m worried bout.” You admit, shifting in his lap again. Your hands that have been resting on his chest fall, landing on your thighs. You avert your eyes for a moment, some old insecurities bubbling to the service — you’ve never done this before but Steve has, he’s probably done it with girls skinnier than you, with smaller thighs and— 

“Whatever you’re thinking, don’t, okay?” Steve interrupts your stream of prickly thoughts, moving a hand up to cradle your jaw sweetly. You meet his eyes, knowing your worry displays on your expression. His fondness soothes you. 

“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want to.” Steve promises. 

“You’re sure?” You check one more, anxiety getting the best of you. 

Steve chuckles lightheartedly, leaning in to kiss you deeply. He pulls back an inch, scanning your face once more, looking for more hesitancy to soothe. “If you are,” he assures with another smile. 

With a deep breath, you nod, aiming for sure. You think back to the steamy image your mind had provided, think back to every time Steve’s gotten between your thighs and drawn out noises out of you that you didn’t even know you could make — you want to do this. 

Steve grins. He reclines himself to lie back on the bed, his hands fluttering down to ghost touches along your thighs. Another nerve trips you up. 

“Can I— can I keep my skirt on?” You ask nervously, your fingers gripping the edge of your skirt. 

Steve softens, grin melting into a reassuring smile. “Of course, honey. And if you want to stop, just- if you’re uncomfortable or find you don’t want to—“ 

“I do.” You interrupt him. “I do want to do this.” 

To prove your point, you begin to work your panties down your thighs — You can feel the slick that’s pooled in them, from when you had gotten worked up from the hot kisses from Steve earlier. You feel yourself clench in anticipation of what’s coming. 

It takes a moment to work them off, getting caught on your ankles awkwardly - but that awkward giggle dies in your throat at Steve’s heavy stare. You failed to notice his growing boner until you situate yourself back on his lap, in nothing but your skirt and bra, and the feel of it feeds into your lust. He wants this. He really fucking wants this. 

“Okay,” you say, biting your lower lip for a moment, trying to think if there’s a sexier way to shuffle up the bed to his face. Steve let’s you get all of halfway before he pauses you, hands on your thighs again— he wants to say this when he can still see your whole face properly. 

"When I tell you to sit on my face,” He starts, enjoying how your expression peaks in embarrassment once again. He grins. “I want you to sit.” 

He raises his brows at you. “Is that clear?" He asks, making sure you’re both on the right page. Steve Harrington certainly did not half-ass some face-sitting.

You nod, a little relieved at his insistence and clear excitement— something delightful burns in your tummy that he wants to do this, enough to assure you to not dare hold back. 

You shuffle a little higher, nerves creeping in as you hover over Steve’s face, unsure how to start. Do you just—? 

The question is ripped from your mind as Steve’s arms curl up around your thighs, hands holding you firm, and he pulls you down onto his mouth. His tongue licks a bold stroke through your folds, warm and wet. 

Heat plumes in your tummy, a soft sigh of pleasure escaping your lips as your head tips back — you can’t quite handle the sight of him between your thighs just yet. You know it’ll send your head spinning. Your hands hold the edge of your skirt up, just an inch or so to keep it out of his face and you try to focus on the sensations instead. 

His pink lips mouth softly along your cunt, tongue soothing along as he works up to your clit — then swirls his tongue over it firmly, enough to pull a soft moan from you. You legs spread a little wider, sinking into him and you can feel the hum of approval from Steve. 

“There we go,” He praises, pressing another sloppy kiss to clit. “That’s it.” 

His encouragement melts into you, fiery hot, and you whine a bit, hips rocking down on his face instinctively. Pleasure twists the coil in your stomach tighter. Steve’s fingers flex against the skin of your thighs, his tongue loose and warm as he licks and suckles at your core.

Time melts and muddles as you lose yourself to pleasure, Steve dutifully giving and giving, his plush lips dragging deliciously against your clit so good that all you do is moan above him. You’re not sure how long you’ve been going, only the mounting pull in your tummy to give an indication, when Steve’s mouth begins to kiss lower and lower — until he’s aligned with your slicked entrance. 

Where you might of once given a moment to embarrassment, you only feel your eagerness grow— especially as Steve releases a filthy moan against you. 

“You’re so wet,” he rasps, the words doused in lust and approval. You shiver at his husky voice, a weak moan scraping out your throat when he skirts his tongue around your hole, avoiding it purposefully. You clench, and whine in complaint. Tease. 

“My girl,” He hums, a few more kisses. You have no doubt you’ve soaked the bottom half of his face with your arousal— but the thought just adds to your lust. “You love this, hmm? Y’glad I ask’d?” 

You’re nodding fervently, desperate for him to keep going, and a pitiful “yes” trips out your mouth. Steve chuckles, the vibrations making you keen, and your impatience gets the best of you; you rock down on him again. 

Steve’s expecting it, if his tightening grip on your thighs and experienced tongue are any indication. He presses up, tongue fucking into the entrance of your cunt hotly and you can’t help how one of your hands shift down rapidly to fist in his hair.

It’s the first time you’ve properly looked down at him, between your thighs, and the sight of him so clearly enjoying himself turns your whine into a loud moan. His hair is messy, eyes slipping closed as he dedicates himself to making you fall apart on his tongue. He looks so fucking hot. 

“Steve,” you whimper, tugging his hair lightly — and you receive a moan in response. He doesn’t let up, doesn’t pause for a moment as your hips move to chase your orgasm which has begun to peak over, just let’s you ride his face. Your chest heaves, every exhale painted in a moan. Every word out your mouth is a curse or his name. 

“Steve,” you whine in warning and Steve’s eyes open. It’s more intimate than you’re expecting, staring down at him with his mouth on your cunt, moments from tipping over the edge- you’re beginning to sound pathetic, whines getting higher and higher. Steve shifts, tilts his head the right way and then— then his fucking nose is rubbing your clit just the right way and you’re gone.

You cry out softly, breathes shuddering as everything peaks — thighs trembling, your hand tightening it’s grip in Steve’s hair, eyes screwed close and your mouth hung open in a moan. The room feels unbearably warm as your orgasm washes over you. Steve thinks he might actually cum in his pants at the sight, especially from his vantage point between your thighs. Fuck. His cock gives a twitch in his pants. 

They’ve been growing tighter and tighter, fueled by your every moan since he’s managed to convince you onto his face — and now his cock is so hard it nearly hurts. Not once had Steve considered slipping a hand down to relieve some pressure; this isn’t about him. It’s about you — and fuck, if you don’t you look beautiful cumming on his face. Twitching and moaning and falling apart on his tongue. 

Steve works you through it, turning back to sloppy open mouth kisses up until you’re finally releasing his hair and shuffling back, so to slump down back in his lap. If you hadn’t just seen stars, you might notice the flicker of excitement in your tummy at Steve’s hardness beneath you. For the moment, however, you’re spent.

Steve hasn’t moved. You try to catch your breath and peer down at him. A laugh catches in your throat at the blissed out smile toying on his face — someone clearly enjoyed themselves. 

“Fucking hell,” you huff approvingly. Steve’s eyes flick over to meet yours and he grins. Your slick is still on his lips, pinker than ever in the sheen of your arousal. He licks them clean. Your tummy twists up at the sight. Why is that so hot? 

“Didn’t I say you’d enjoy it?” Steve hums cockily, his hands searching across the sheets to find your hips. He caresses the skin there gently. 

“Mmhm,” you hum your agreement. “Don’t think I was the only one who enjoyed that though.” You tease, moving your hips down against his bulge purposefully and Steve lets out a deep groan. His hips move up beneath you.

You regrettably stop his movements with a hand on his chest. Steve watches you closely, eyes inquiring. “I’ll return the favor but, um, give me a couple minutes.” 

You smile sheepishly. It dawns quickly on Steve the reason for your pause, needing a cool-off period, and his grin turns down right cheeky. His hands shift up to your wrists and he tugs your forward, capturing you in his arms and holding you against his chest. It’s warm and safe and you can’t help but melt into it, still sapped from your orgasm. 

“That just means I did my job right,” Steve murmurs gleefully, pressing a kiss into your hair. He chuckles at your small uh huh and holds you tighter. 

And with all his whispers of how hot you looked above him, how hard it got him, it doesn’t take very long to find the energy to return the favor. 

[francixoxoxo]

Banana Pancakes ˚✧ ₊˚ʚ

𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐝 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜; 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞����𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬.

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐨𝐨𝐯𝐯𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟!

Warm morning sunshine filtered through the thin chantilly lace curtains of your kitchen, bathing the room with natural light. The house was already filled with the cozy smell of batter cooking and fresh bananas, wafting straight to the bedroom. So it wasn’t any surprise that you heard bare feet padding into the kitchen shortly after you started making breakfast.

It was Billy’s first day off in a while, and you wanted to do something special for him. You knew how much he loved waking up to the smell of your cooking, so you woke up earlier than you would’ve liked, mixing all the ingredients you’d bought yesterday, and making what you were pretty damn sure were the best pancakes this side of the river.

Billy’s strong arms wrapped around your middle suddenly yet languidly, large hands splayed over your belly as he nosed the base of your neck. “Mornin’. Y’smell almost as good as the food, sweet thing.” You smiled fondly to yourself as he pressed a sweet kiss to your exposed skin. His voice was gruff from drowsiness, he was cuddly as ever for the same reason. His chest was bare against your chemise, infinitely warm.

“Mmm, morning.. almost as good?” You jested, relishing in the soft snort he gave.

“Did I say almost? Oh, sorry baby, I meant better than.” You could hear the sarcasm and the smile in his voice as he spoke against your neck. You couldn’t help giggling, flipping the pancakes in the skillet. Something about Billy’s presence just made you feel giddy— not nervous, but elated. Lighter on your feet.

He rested his chin on your shoulder, thumbs drawing lazy circles near your belly button. “Not that I’m complainin’ ’bout pancakes, but.. Why so early?” He gently pulled away from you to go grab a glass of water, not without turning your face with a strong hand on your chin and giving you a proper kiss.

“Well, I was hoping to surprise you.. Didn’t work so good, but s’alright.” You had begun cutting a banana into slices, your the smile lingering long after the kiss. Billy was so affectionate in the mornings, even more than usual if that could be possible.

Billy chuckled lightly, sipping from the glass but placing the rest on the counter for you. “M’ too light of a sleeper?”

You hummed in agreement, earning another snort and grin from your lover. He pecked your cheek with a content sigh, rubbing his dazzling blue eyes as he pulled away. When he opened them, he caught sight of his reflection in a mirror over the counter. With a disapproving huff he moved closer, pushing a hand through his hair.

“Think I need a haircut.” Billy hummed, frowning as if upset with his appearance. He was right. His dark locks were almost past his brows.

“Yeah?” You knew he’d ask you to do it. You always had, he just got peace of mind knowing it was somebody he could trust wielding sharp scissors around his head. Not to mention that if any grooming of his could involve you, it would.

Billy nodded seriously, studying his dark, mussed hair. “You can cut it f’me, can’t you, baby?” His gaze met yours through the mirror, and a soft smile spread over his cheeks. “Breakfast can wait?”

You couldn’t stifle a grin of your own. “Eager, aren’t you?” But you were already making your way to the bathroom, Billy following after you. He shrugged.

“Just wanna get it done, yanno.” He hummed, sitting on the closed toilet lid and watching you rummage through the drawer for scissors and a comb. You weren’t a barber by any means, but you liked to think you’ve gotten quite good at cutting his hair. He always said so, but you knew he’d like it even if it wasn’t any good. If you’ve ever messed him up, he hadn’t noticed (which could’ve just been a testament to his raw handsomeness).

You slotted yourself between Billy’s spread legs, scissors and comb in hand, his large hands finding their home on your hips. He smiled up at you lazily, letting you turn his face with a hand on his chin. “Not too short.” He reminded you gently, making you roll your eyes.

“I wouldn’t make you look bad, Billy, I’m the one who’s gotta look at you.” You smirked, brushing down his hair with the comb getting to cutting. Billy smiled and laughed lightly, but stayed still for you. The sound of the scissors slicing through the dark strands was strangely satisfying, and the sight of your determined expression in the corner of his eyes had him entranced.

“Mm, don’t I know it..” Billy relished in the way you giggled, taking his chin and turning his face again to cut the hair that laid on his forehead. He hummed pleasantly, leaning his head back into your touch. His hands were warm on your hips, eyes closed blissfully as he relaxed under your skilled touch. It took all of his self-restraint not to pull you down on his lap.

"You're an expert at this, ain't you?" Billy drawled tiredly, a crooked, cheeky grin on his lips. “Makin’ sure I look presentable.”

“Oh, I’m just a natural.” You cooed, pausing to dash some of the cut hair off his bare shoulder. When you glanced up his expression was so tender and relaxed your heart ached.

"That's m’girl." A cocky smirk slipped onto his lips, calloused thumbs tracing small circles over your hips. He cracked one soft blue eye open, admiring the look of concentration on your face. “You’re good at everythin’ you do. N’ you look pretty doin’ it.”

You couldn’t resist a smile, leaning down to press a little peck to his cheek with a gratified hum before resuming trimming his hair. You lifted some of it with the comb, trying to cut it the way you’d seen through barbershop windows. But a strand of silver in the dark locks made you gasp. Billy didn’t dare move, but furrowed his brows. “What?”

“You’re turning gray.” You giggled, stepping to the side and gently pushing his head forward so you could cut the hair at the nape of his neck.

Billy huffed indignantly, the cold metal of the scissors against the skin of his neck soothing. “No way. I ain’t that old.”

“Well, you’re stressin’ yourself silver!” You finished up the haircut, setting down the scissors and comb on the sink and putting your hands on your hip. Billy sat up straight and grinned at you lopsided, his face lit perfectly with the soft morning light filtering through the small bathroom window.

He never thought he’d live to turn gray, but he knew where making such a joke with you would lead. “You’d still cut m’hair when it’s all gray, yeah sweet thing?” He drew you closer with firm, calloused hands on your hips, gently pulling you between his legs again. The way his soft blue eyes were fixed on you could’ve turned you into a puddle. You were already helpless, cooing, “Of course, baby.”

“Would you cut our kids’ hair?” Billy mused, his large hands squeezing you a bit. The beam and giggle that drew out of you filled his heart to the brim.

“I’d love to.” You breathed, twirling a lock of his hair between your fingers fondly. Why couldn’t every morning be this way? Why couldn’t your whole life with Billy be this way?

“And make them banana pancakes, too.” Billy added, pulling you into his lap, your legs across his thighs. You wrapped an arm around his shoulders. You gently brushed some loose hair from his neck and shoulders, humming in agreement.

“Definitely. Every mornin’ll be cozy.” Billy smiled at that, a gentle one that barely parted his lips over his teeth. His fingers traced lazy shapes into your back through your chemise, and you thought you clocked him spelling his name.

Neither of you addressed the idea that Billy might not live long enough to marry you, much less have children. Neither of you admitted your fears. Because you both knew that they were dangerously close to choking the other one and swallowing them whole. So you pressed a kiss filled with all the love you had to give on his cheek, then his lips, and murmured against them, “I love you.”

Billy shook his head a little, furrowing his brows and smiling as if this were the most obvious thing in the world. So obvious that you didn’t even need to breathe the words. That didn’t change how stupidly happy he got hearing you say them. “I love you.”

You’d stay true to your promises. You’d cut your babies’ hair. You’d make them pancakes in the morning. You’d sit on the porch with Billy, years from now, listening to him muse that he needed another haircut. And you’d never grow tired of sitting him down, scissors in hand, and giggling like children while you point out new grays adorning his dark locks. A trophy saying he lived long enough to enjoy this.

Ya’ll i promise ill make smth that isnt straight fluff!!! Lmfao if you have any angsty requests pleasee drop them in

[eveningspringbreeze]

Double Face TRIP Campaign MC Minitalks

Nebula

Madara: “Hello, everyoooone! It’s me, Mikejima Madara!” 

Kohaku: “An’ it’s me, Oukawa Kohaku. Our biggest thanks ta everyone attendin’ our celebratory live for Double Face’s album release.” 

“Our first song today is our brand new song for the album, Nebula.”

“This live here’s our first time ever performin’ this on stage. Did everyone like it?” 

Madara: “...Thank you so much for the huge applause! Kohaku-san and I rehearsed up 'till the very last minute ☆” 

Kohaku: “Hey, don’t go yappin’ bout that. We looked so cool till ya said that.” 

”Givin’ insider info ruins that, yanno. Anyways, just the thought o’ our very own independent live really fired me up.”

Madara: “Everyone, we’d love for you to stay glued to the culmination of Double Face…♪” 

“Alright. Looks like all preparations are done. Let’s bring in the next song!”

“We'll be continuing with =EYE=! Sear the sight of our performance into your eyes.” 

=EYE=

Madara: “ —And that was =EYE=! We don’t stop! Let’s keep revving up the live!”

Kohaku: “Madara-han, yer even more hyped than when we rehearsed, eh? Make sure ya take care to not run outta fuel and collapse midway through.” 

“Though, seein’ everyone in the audience is excitin' me too.” 

“=EYE= was our very first song from when we started workin’ as Double Face. Our first step, so to speak.” 

“I love all of our songs, an’ while I wouldn’t be able to rank any as better or worse than the other, this one truly feels special.” 

“I’m really happy to be able ta perform it once again in front of everyone, now that we’ve grown so much alongside Double Face.” 

“...Hey, Madara-han, why are you listenin’ so intently? Don’t just humor me, where's the witty commentary?"

Madara: “Hahaha! Witty commentary, huh? Well, there’s some parts I definitely want to talk about—” 

“But let’s leave that for later. First and foremost, I want everyone to hear the next song— CROSS SHINE!”

CROSS SHINE

Madara: “Did everyone enjoy CROSS SHINE? I’d like to reintroduce myself here.” 

“My name is Mikejima Madara. Normally, I’m active as the solo unit MaM—” 

“And when I team with Kohaku-san, I take on Double Face’s name.” 

“...Just a bit ago, Kohaku-san was talking about his experiences starting out with Double Face, right?” 

“I’ve aaalways worked alone by myself. It’s simply what I thought fit me the most—” 

“To think we’d release an album, and then even a celebratory live. I never imagined we’d be able to get this far.” 

“All of this is thanks to the people that needed us, every one of you that supports us.”

“Truly, thank you so much.” 

“Haha! Our live’s just starting, but the atmosphere feels so solemn now.” 

“Next up will be No name yet. These buds that have finally started to blossom— may they reach you.” 

No name yet

Kohaku: “And that was No name yet. Did our feelings reach you?” 

Madara: “How about reintroducing yourself here, Kohaku-san?” 

Kohaku: “Oh yeah, didn’t ya do that earlier? Everyone already knows, so to sum it briefly–” 

“I am Crazy:B’s Oukawa Kohaku. When I'm workin’ with Madara-han, we make up Double Face.” 

“Around the time No name yet first released, we were a real mess behind the scenes.” 

Madara: “Hahaha! It feels like we’re always a real mess whenever something happens!” 

“That time was quite hectic. Kohaku-san even ended up punching and kicking me!” 

Kohaku: “I did not kick ya. I simply gave yer abdomen a good blow ‘cause ya kept doin’ whatever ya wanted, that’s it.” 

Madara: “Ah right, it went like that. How nostalgic……☆” 

“We pray no more once on shore or whatever (*), but when I think back to everything, I realize just how many good memories have piled up.” 

“You can’t predict the future. That's exactly why it’s important to enjoy the present, right?” 

“And so, our next song will be HELLO, NEW YEAR! Let’s welcome it with our special guests ☆”

-

(*) Madara uses half of the proverb 喉元過ぎれば熱さを忘れる (one forgets the heat once it’s past the throat), which afaik has multiple equivalences (I used “once on shore, we pray no more”). Basically means once you’re past something difficult the initial suffering doesn’t matter to you anymore. 

HELLO, NEW YEAR!

Madara: “That concludes HELLO, NEW YEAR! Now it’s time for introductions! Please welcome our special guests: Arashi-san, Tsumugi-san, and Natsume-san!” 

Arashi: “Hello! How was our performance?” 

Tsumugi: “Thank you so much for having us as your guests. We had fun performing.” 

Natsume: “Farewell, everyoNE. Make sure to enjoy the live to your heart’s contENT…♪”

Madara: “You three, thank you for heating up the live with us…☆” 

“Earlier, the topic had turned quite somber. Now, I want to talk about something brighter.”

“During the MV production, I painted several pieces. The final painting, a floral piece, took a hefty amount of time to finish.”

“It took me about a week to finally be satisfied with it.” 

“Accomplished yet fatigued, I ended up dozing off while I waited for the staff. Seems like that’s when Arashi-san whipped out her phone…” 

“And just like that, it was used in the MV. Oh dear, how embarrassing ☆”

“Our next song will be Bye-Bye Buddy! Let’s start the infiltration mission……☆” 

Bye-Bye Buddy

Madara: “And that was Double Face’s Bye-Bye Buddy!” 

Kohaku: “Earlier, ya mentioned how shootin’ yer MV was a lotta work.” 

“But this MV ended up bein' just as much hard work, no?” 

Madara: “Haha, MV shoots always end up being really fun and exciting. Because I tackle them with everything I’ve got, it’s never felt laborious to me.” 

“Still, that scene where I had to drop the gun might have been just a little tough.” 

Kohaku: “Hey, at least there’s no way they’d ever actually shoot ya, right?” 

“That scene alone took up at least half the day though, didn’t it?” 

Madara: “Yep! I have nothing but gratitude towards the staff for persevering with me, as well as Kohaku-san for waiting for his turn so patiently.” 

Kohaku: “It took a lotta time ta make Bye-Bye Buddy’s MV, so it’s a rather elaborate one as well. I’d be happy if everyone would watch it over an’ over.” 

Madara: “Well then… Next up will finally be our last mission.” 

“Kimi Shirushi Be Ambitious!!, and then Stippling! Please listen to these next two songs!” 

Final

Kohaku: “That was Stippling! With this, our mission's complete.”

Madara: “To all of you in the audience! Did everyone enjoy Double Face’s solo live?”

Kohaku: “...Kokoko ♪ Thank ya kindly for the wonderful cheers an’ applause. I’ve also had a blast, I’m completely satisfied.” 

Madara: “I'd loved to have enjoyed this a bit longer, but it’s about time we part ways.” 

“Until our next order. Let’s meet again!” 

Encore

Madara: “Everyone! Thank you for calling for the emergency mission-- an encore!”

Kohaku: “Thanks to Madara-han’s cool sendoff earlier, it feels just a tad embarrassin’ steppin’ here again, though.” 

“Givin’ us an encore made me really happy. Thank you so much, everyone ♪” 

Madara: “Last up’s gotta be this song! Let’s sing this one together! Double Face’s—” 

Madara and Kohaku: “BRAND NEW STARS!!” 

Epilogue

Kohaku: Thank you for the encore! This will be the real ending to Double Face’s solo live.” 

“...I had fun all the way from the bottom o’ my heart. Thank you, Madara-han.” 

Madara: “Same to you, Kohaku-san. Thank you for running alongside me, buddy ♪” 

“I’ll pray for the day we’ll get to you see all of you again! This was Double Face’s Mikejima Madara—” 

Kohaku: “An’ Double Face’s Oukawa Kohaku! Well then~ ♪”

Madara: “Bye-byeeeeeeee…..☆”

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Shakes fist... I'm struggling to find the minitalk post-campaign and don't have the JP text so just know that this isn't proofread

[amoexii]

It's late, I need 2 sleep, but these aftg oc Infodump must be released NOW.

At first I wanted Iori to be a mysterious hidden character. Mainly cuz I don't want to disturb the main story that much 🥹🥹 but also because of her role as informant/harbinger. Her main job is to oversee the press & media, so for pretty much most of the series she just sit in a room, with tv, newspaper, etc...​

BUT HEY SHE CAN'T JUST SIT IN A ROOM ALL DAY, SHE NEEDS SUM VITAMIN SUNNY D TOO. Which is where the second fact came in, disguises!! I'm thinking about having Iori showing up in multiple scenes as a background character; journalist, fan, even as far as staff. Why? You ask, because there are times where the information she receive could've been tampered with so Iori would need to go out there and find out herself. Besides, she's a firm believer of "want something done right? Do it yourself"

So until her eventual reveal towards the end, the only clue of who she is was her physical attributes. Yanno the Hazel/golden eye thing? Basically that but for Iori (and all the moriyama in my hc) it's dark brown with a hint of red and also the mole on her face. So everytime these two things are mentioned, yanno who's it's gonna be. ​

Iori stop Bullying Riko challenge (impossible)

Buttttt, despite the second point there are times where Iori give zero f about whether her data is right or not. As long as it works in favor of the family (and by extension herself) and if it means she get 2 mess with people. Hey, lies only become truth if a lot of people believe in it, right?

[leviadraws]

helloo i must ask you. your thoughts on yuki (the dra one)

Oh boy, he's a tough one for me, so I'll try to splruge some thoughts. (Sorry I've been slow with asks lately, I promise I'm working on them, also I really need to rewatch DRA at some point but I am tired atm so there may be some inaccuracies).

(under the cut, DRA and some SDRA2 spoilers throughout).

So DRA Maeda is honestly my favourite protagonist in canon and another. Due to the whole reveal at the end and the divine luck factor there's quite a lot of layers to him that you don't think about at a surface level but then you scratch it a little and it's all like "hey this is kinda clever" whether it was intentional or not. But a lot of that would be talking about Utsuro, not Maeda so I'm not really gonna cover it much.

I will say I do love the system headcanons that have been covered by yourself, Nikei, and Dragon (I was going to link posts but jesus finding posts on tumblr is so goddmn hard). I haven't researched the topic well enough to comfortably talk about it myself, and I think you guys have done a pretty thorough job already.

I would like to talk about something that has always bothered me a little, and that's how Maeda/Utsuro are portrayed in the flashback. During the flashback and when Kinjo references their time at Hope's peak, he's referred to as being more Utsuro. But then that doesn't line up with the picture found of the class, where he's clearly appearing as Maeda. I'd like to think that they existed together before the real Yuuki's memories were implanted onto him.

(This is 99% me wanting to have both Maeda and Utsuro in pre-canon haha, but it is interesting). As I said before I've not done adequate research and I don't want to accidentally offend, happy to remove this section entirely if necessary.

So I like him a lot since he's kinda just a kid, yanno? He gets annoyed with the other classmates, he's downright mean sometimes (he's kinda brutal to Satsuki in her FTEs, iirc), and he's kinda bitter in places (him refusing to help Kinjo in chapter 3). It just makes him feel more, real? If that makes sense.

And like in trials, since none of the trials are that hard that we don't get totally baffled, him leading doesn't seem that off. The "smarter" kids of the class are either unhinged (Kinjo) holding information for no reason (Rei), underused by Linuj (Kakeru, Kanata, Kinji), or have a chapter 5 plot device in their head (Mikako). I'd probably want someone like Maeda to lead trials too.

I guess there's that kinda lingering thing that due to divine luck, any leap of logic would always be correct, but it didn't feel jarring since he'd always come across as kinda pragmatic. That and the leaps in logic aren't the level of crazy that SDRA2 chapter 2 and 3 had.

He's also flawed, he doesn't always say the right thing. He doesn't give out hope speeches (that I recall at least, I could be wrong on that one), he succumbs to the motive in chapter 4 just as much as the others do. He holds grudges over the course of the game, he's devastated over Kinjo's actions in chapter 5. Actually his relationship with all three survivors + Taira are really good.

I'm not hugely fond of some of the FTEs with him tho, I sometimes get the impression that they were written earlier? He feels more like the generic protagonist is some of them. Rei's feels like one of the worst offenders of this, like earlier in the game Maeda doesn't really put up with Kinjo's or Rei's bullshit in their attitude to others, but in her FTE he puts up with her shit to hear her story? Idk it felt weird to me.

I do however love his interactions with most of the rest of the cast in the story itself, mainly Kinjo because kshkjefnad they are disasters and I love them so much.

One little thing, I really would've liked to see him snap a little more in canon. There's obviously the part with Mikako, but like so many fucked up things happen and there were like at least three other opportunities off the top of my head?. Can you imagine the slight change in his expression, but his whole vibe just becomes so much darker and the reactions of the people around him?. Kinjo and Akane's reactions (both pre and post chapter 5) would've been so interesting.

Imma probs get on that rewatch now and realise that I missed a load of stuff and feel very silly. But hey, here's a tired mess of thoughts that yous are all free to rip apart and tell me I'm wrong haha.

Also give him a hoodie he a tired boi let him be comfy.

[alyjojo]

July 🍯 2024 Monthly - Virgo

Preshuffle: You’re getting increasingly impatient and frustrated with either a hothead with a harsh mouth, or that could be you in regards to a lack of leadership and direction. Your decisions or progress at all is waiting on another person to do their part, and they’re not doing that.

Meditation: Driving in a car with someone else, you were going up the hill, down the hill, up the hill, down the hill, and you’re like “for God’s sake how many hills are there??” And this spanned quite a bit of time. First there was a rant about gas prices and costs, then you were scouting how many hills were left from the top of the one you were on - endless so far, and finally it’s like you submit, you give up. This is never going to end and I will run out of gas.

Main energy: Death rev

The Oracle of Letting Go shows either something already has ended and you just haven’t healed/let it go yet, you could be moving away from some kind of conflict or drama with someone, or you’re moving away from toxic behavior patterns in yourself (probably non-committal/single ones) in order to really connect deeply with someone around you that’s worth the effort. Someone you may even love. Or it’s been a bumpy ride and it’s like fix it or end it, something has to change. Your color cards are very positive, Wheel of Fortune at the bottom, this feels like a very important time in your current cycle, one of maturity and positive change - by facing shadows. Whatever *you* can anyway. Surrender is another part of this - where other people are concerned.

What’s going on in July:

Queen of Wands:

For most this feels like your own energy, fired up and ready to get 👏 shit 👏 done 👏 but there’s no communication, no direction, no leadership - and it’s above your pay grade? Or outside of your control, can’t do anything. For some this is love related, and someone new is coming around but you’re still very much energetically tied to the old - the trauma, the hurt, the deception. Whether an ex, a boss, or could just be dating generally…several people even, you feel this is delusional. Something is, you are, this is a failure and it’s doomed to fail. You know what you want 💯 But haven’t found it. Some of you are single and ready for your person, the divine match, who would be a King of Wands. In your mind. A leader, dominant masculine, but charming and suave yanno, they make masculine look goood. Arm candy, social, someone that does not hesitate to make a decision because he knows exactly what he wants, either gender. Your counterpart. And all you’ve gotten are shlubs, no one is checking the boxes, you’ve been dissatisfied and trying to roll with it - to no avail. If it’s a particular person, they aren’t clear in what they want, or what they’re going to do about an issue, and it drives you crazy.

6 Swords:

You’re moving away from any options that currently exist, to spend more time on your own. It’s being shown you’re not over an ex, even if it was the right thing to end it. They may be coming back around too, or you are, maybe the dating scene has inspired a comeback…it’s rough out there. I do see unreliability and the up/down of the mediation, things got tough. It’s possible you’re staying alone hoping they come back. Some of you are meeting someone worthwhile and having to leave behind this guarded single/Hermit mentality…let the past go. Others are leaving someone they thought was forever, or have, or you’re just considering it because Death rev is not actually ending something. Not wanting to. If a job, some of you are seriously considering leaving if there’s no progress or improvement soon.

King of Cups:

King of Wands at the bottom with pressure and burden. Could be someone you work with that hears all of your complaints about your current person and thinks they could do better. Could also be your original person/ex putting the work in to be more loving, emotional, and genuine with you, because they love you. Or you might. Could also be someone in your dating roster that’s trying like hell to be the person you say you want, but they’re Cups, not Wands, and they’re feeling a way because you don’t accept them for *them* how they are. For work, this is probably the person you’re relying on to make decisions or lead and “leading” isn’t something they’re all that comfortable with, it’s a burden. They’re wise, keep their cards close to their chest, probably aren’t open communicators, and likely follow the vibe of a situation in order to direct it (to best suit them & everyone) rather than commanding a stage and directing a crowd openly, no, they’re not that person.

I just got a flashback to Leo’s reading where there was a GM and a manager and then the peon, for whoever has Leo placements here, these are the two other people and likely the head boss is a major burden on the 2nd boss, who in turn is a major burden on you. Something like that. Everyone’s feeling it.

The Devil rev:

For the work story you want to tell them to fuck offfff, see you never I’m OUT ✌️ You won’t, because of Fright and Death rev here. It’s not logical or helpful for you to do so right now. But you probably fantasize about that daily.

For those dating several people it looks like you’re cutting it down to one, someone is pulling on your heart strings (making the effort) and/or this could be the ex too if your relationship has been on the rocks or recently ended. You don’t want it to be over and neither do they. You desire a clean sweep of all of the things that keep you stuck - rather than really knuckling down and putting in the effort to sort through the bs one by one by one. But that’s kinda your gift, Virgo was born to sort through things one, by one, by one 😜 Who else can get it done correctly? That may be advice for some. You’re avoiding bringing down any Towers in your life, whether through other people, popping off (you want to), or anything sudden and impulsive. If you’re into a specific person, you’re cutting off other options because you don’t want them to think you’re a player. Or they are for you.

Knight of Wands rev:

In love, someone has been indulgent, dating around, fully enjoying that and not really taking any of these seriously and maybe fumbled that with you or treated you like any of the others. Or you did. They done fkd up and didn’t want this to end is what it’s looking like, whoever that person was. If work, someone being unreliable, can’t stick to a decision, doesn’t show up on time, says the thing will be done tomorrow & it never is - could be the reason for you missing an opportunity or losing money in some way. Could also show if you bail out of something you’re involved with (the job itself) you could lose an opportunity. With the Leo reading showing up again…say you’re the peon, same as their story. It’s the one in the middle of you and big boss - they’re the mess. Big boss may be looking at you with new eyes or a possible opportunity, and you could have the chance to really shine where someone else is fumbling - if you don’t allow it to get to you or react to their bs. Outshine your boss? That’s kinda what this is showing. Whoever has messed up seems to want to let go of that behavior and make it up to you, if it’s an ex or about to be an ex. Or switch it. they don’t want it to be over. I don’t think you do either.

Signs you may be dealing with:

Scorpio, Virgo, Aries, Leo & Sagittarius

Oracle: ✨

43 Letting Go 👐🏿

Letting go of a situation or person can be a challenge. At times, what’s at stake is not just the relationship or situation, it’s the attachment we had for it: the hopes, the dreams, the expectations. Many relationships end long past their natural ending point. One or both people hung on, hoping things would change. They invested so much time because without that person, job, or relationship, their future looked up as one big blank screen. For many this is too scary to bear. However, by letting go, we create a space for a person or situation that will resonate with us where we are now. Start looking at your expectations. Try not to have any. This will enable you to live in the moment and be mindful in the present. To be able to gracefully release from a situation is a lesson for all of us.

Idea 💡

Inspiration - Suggestion - Vision

Fright 😰

Depression - Phobia - Paranoid

We enter into July as:

Cool Lemonade 🍋

“My dreams got answered.”

There are times when chasing dreams leaves us winded and unhappy. If this gift has been given, it’s to remind you there is always a plan. If you fear you’ve been sidetracked from your right path, have faith you’ll be guided back to it. There is not always a complicated reason why things didn’t work out how you wanted them to, it may be simpler than you think. Are you sure your prayers weren’t answered? Or was it a reply you refused to hear? You will find total peace when you appreciate the gifts you have, rather than pining for what you lack. Sometimes, we all need to be reminded that the point of prayer isn’t to get what we want, but to ask to be of service. Cool Lemonade reminds us to only seek to be of service in our lives, closeness with Spirit must always be put before what we’d like to have.

What is to be learned in July:

Dancin’ Daisy 🌻

“Let’s just jump and see what happens.” - Joe vs. the Volcano

Dancin’ Daisy represents a new phase in life, the acceleration of all the events that happen. Daisy says “Come to me and jump beyond what you believe, into a new possibility.” It tells you take action where you may not have previously. Daisy is the life energy, she is connected to enthusiasm. Dancin’ Daisy is physical expansion and embodies in physical form the example we all seem. She represents a joyous time for you, a move, a job, or another significant change, such as a marriage. This also signifies taking a risk that will work with faith and trust. This is the moment after the leap, when you cannot see where you will land. The Daisy is reassurance that you will land on your feet, so keep the faith.

Daisy also represents radiant health. Spirit can only manifest through us if we honor the physical body we inhabit. This may mean that you need to adopt a good physical fitness regiment. Your will to heal yourself is great. If a man is attracted to this fable the indication is strong that he is pulling a new partner into his life. This is also an indication for him to look to a woman for his next brilliant idea. If a woman is drawn to this fable, she is the radiant being that is attracting all that she needs.

Yellow may be a lucky color 💛

[lasarcasticpanda]

something that i thought was very well done in Barbie (besides yanno all of it) is how Margot's Babrie doesn't think she's smart, because she has been labeled as "stereotypical Barbie".

like, multiple times in this movie, she has moments of very well articulated and intelligent comments, which have excellent comedic timing, but serve a wider purpose of showcasing how women tend to be given a Trait and that is your thing. she mentions how she wishes Smart Barbie was here or to wait for Leadership Barbie to swoop in because she's Stereotypical Barbie, she's not smart, she's not a Leader, she can't do this.

at some point after childhood, women get pigeonholed into a category, right (sometimes even in childhood if I'm honest)? weird, smart, hot, pretty, ugly, bitchy, innocent, prudish, slut, nice. at most, you get two of these traits for your peers and friends to label you.

and its hard to see that when it happens! it's only as we go on and start having complex relationships and experiences and interacting with people outside of our space that we start seeing that and start putting a name to the feeling of constriction that we've been having for, what feels like, forever.

THEN you have to contend with the reality that you are so much more than even all of those things and that's scary! you cannot fit into these small boxes, humans were never made to fit into boxes, you have to throw it out even as others play tug-of-war with you in the rain and insist the soggy, tearing box is so important and where would we be without it? you have to constantly face that and insist that no, it's not, and we'd be right where we are now, arguing over a wet box in the rain when the only thing either of us wants is to be warm inside.

and you have to learn when to pick and choose to just let go and leave the box and the person in the rain and when to keep fighting, even if you're so tired and cold.

and this just! HAPPENS! like there isn't a manual, there isn't a magical age you turn where this becomes clear to you! it's different for everyone and some don't ever have that and some have it so young and others not until they're old! it's such a lonely thing sometimes!

but then you meet other women, different women, so many women with so many unique experiences to add. trans women, women of color, nonbinary women, disabled women, women of every differing religion, ALL have these unique experiences with this phenomon, some have more boxes to throw out in the rain, some have to try and throw out wooden or stone boxes in a hurricane, the danger they face in doing so is sometimes so much more than what others experience.

but that moment of realizing women all have this undertone of understanding and dealing with this gives us the courage to join and hopefully make the tug-of-war easier, to make sure we all get inside to be warm. it's hard to pull that stone box by yourself, but if we join behind you, maybe we can win.

this movie encapsulates that so incredibly well? that speech from Gloria about how tiring it is to see herself and other women feel this way and be made to feel this way and to buy into ourselves is just! that moment of looking every woman in the eyes and telling them they're seen and their struggles are seen and it is so unfair!

and then Barbie says something else smart and, for the first time, acknowledges she did. "Oh I can't believe that just came from me" it has the whole time, can't wait for you to realize that you were always human, and look forward to seeing you in the rain and for hot cocoa afterwards.

[lunamonium]

Treating Myself as A Writer:  Wholesome Brodinsons and holiday fluff.

A New Asgard Brodinson Christmas*

Loki:  You didn't.

Thor: [grinning].  I did.

A Christmas tree of generous width is in the living room covered in red and green ornaments.  And because Midgard is Midgard [and Thor is cheeky] there are matching Thor and Loki ornaments.  The 'star' is a tiny plastic Mjolnir.  🎄 🌟 

Loki:  Is that...is that little green man supposed to be me?

Thor:  It is you, brother!  And the other is me.  Can't you see the likeness?  [Strikes a triumphant pose and grin to match his ornament].

Loki: ...[pinches the bridge of his nose with a sigh]. I am going to shower.  And ponder why the Norns saw fit to give me such an oaf for a brother.  [Ignores Thor's pout at his lack of enthusiasm].

--

Later, Loki and Bruce*

Loki:  It's completely ridiculous.  Asgard doesn't recognize 'Christmas'.  Are we to indulge every mortal holiday simply because we live on Midgard now?

Bruce: [anxiously sipping on hot chocolate with a straw].  I-really am probably not the best person to ask...y'know...[waves hand and points to self with an awkward chuckle]. Mortal.

Loki: [without missing a beat, waves a dismissive hand].  I forgive you.

Bruce: [brow furrows].

Loki:  He's been to Midgard before, he was mortal before.  Why now all the fuss?  He bought a Santa Claus costume.  There's tinsel hanging from the ceiling and an inflatable Santa penguin outside our dwelling.  It's madness!

Bruce: [clicks tongue and rubs the back of his neck]  Look...[sighs heavily]  This is your first Christmas since...yanno.  You...came back.  I think maybe he...just wants to make it special for you? [Sees Loki frowning and clears throat] ...maybe?

Loki:  But I don't care about Christmas. 

Bruce:  [muttering] Shorter list is things you do care for but anyway-

Loki: [narrows eyes]  -What was that? 

Bruce:  Nothing!   He cares about you.  That's what I was saying.  Just trying to do something nice for you?

Loki: [blinks incredulously].

Bruce:  Is that so hard to believe?

Loki:  Quite frankly, that's no business of yours, Bruce.

Bruce:  You came to me!

Loki:  Even gods make mistakes, evidently.  Enjoy your...liquid confection.

Bruce: [shaking his head as Loki disappears].

--

Loki: [disguises self as Bruce]  If you want something done right...do it yourself as someone else.  [Finds Thor adding more decorations outside and humming Christmas carols].  Heya, pal.

Thor:  Banner!  What do you think?  [Gestures to the decorations with a grin].

Loki-Bruce:  Truly a sight to behold...ah, buddy.

Thor:  Right?!  I used a lot of green.  Hopefully Loki will like it.  He didn't seem fond of our tree.

Loki-Bruce: Our tree?  I had nothing to do with it!:  He didn't?  That's a shame.  But I mean, you guys don't really celebrate Christmas, do you?

Thor: [exhales slowly and grimaces]  Not really.  Asgardians tend to find mortal traditions...

Loki-Bruce:  Absurd?  Nonsensical?  

Thor: [brow furrows].  That's...one way of putting it.

Loki-Bruce: [imitates awkward chuckle]  The right way.:  Is it important that Loki...likes this? [Gestures vaguely towards the house].

Thor: [hesitates and then sighs as he sits on the end of his ladder].  He hasn't been...back for long.  And we really haven't...talked about anything...meaningful, you know?

Loki-Bruce:  I'm not sure I do.

Thor:  [wrings hands a bit in a fidgety gesture]  He hasn't even told me if he plans to stay.

Loki-Bruce: [eyes widen]  W-...Did he give you reason to think he wouldn't?

Thor:  [rueful, half-hearted chuckle].  The past decade, for starters?

Loki-Bruce:  You could try asking him?

Thor:  The thing is, the harder I try to bring him closer, the more he tends to run away.  What if I ask and he feels compelled to...pull a Loki?

Loki-Bruce:  [scrunches nose]  Did you just use m-his name as a...thing?

Thor: [shrugs].  There's not much I can do for him here.  No magical tomes to quest for.  No gryffin talons he needs for some sorcerous working.  Compared to life as a prince on Asgard...life here is...mundane.  I can appreciate it but...I'm not sure my brother can.  Still, I thought if I cannot do for him what I might have done in our youth...I could try to make our new home special for him.  If he even considers it 'our' home.

Loki-Bruce: [swallows hard]  I see.

Thor:  You good, Banner?  You're looking a little...[makes iffy hand gesture]

Loki-Bruce:  Too much hot chocolate.  In fact, I gotta, go...right now.

Thor: [lifts brow]  Alright, see you at the dining hall tonight?

Loki-Bruce:  Wouldn't miss it! [Leaves quickly and shifts back to himself out of sight].  

--

Loki makes himself scarce for the next week leading up to Christmas and asks to borrow Stormbreaker to go off-realm.  Thor is reluctant but agrees and doesn't see Loki for two days.  He isn't back on Christmas Eve and Thor goes to bed fearing that his brother has indeed 'pulled a Loki'.

--

Christmas Morning*  

Christmas music plays loudly in the living room and startles Thor awake.  He cautiously leaves his room to find Loki sitting on the couch, reading casually.

Thor:  Loki!

Loki: [doesn't look up from book].  Oh, good morning.  Did the music wake you?  I was in the mood for background noise but the wretched little radio will play nothing but carols.

Thor: [enthusiasm wanes, makes himself smile].  Well, it is Christmas, brother.

Loki: [looks up with a frown]. Oh, is that today?  Hm.  I suppose that explains why no one has risen yet.

Thor: [sighs quietly to himself, not sure if he should feel disappointed or that he failed in his 'mission'.]  I have a few things for you, under the tree.

Loki:  You got me Christmas presents?  

Thor: [faintly annoyed expression]  You need not sound so bothered.  If you don't want them-

Loki:  -No, no.  Far be it from me to decline gifts.  [Makes a gimme gesture].

Thor: [tempted to smother Loki with a blanket.  Gives him the presents instead].

First present is a black and green leather-bound case with dual-level compartments.  One of the compartments has a sprig of mistletoe.

Thor:  For spell-working ingredients.  Or whatever you might wish to store.

It's been a long time since Thor was thoughtful towards Loki's sorcery instead of mocking, Loki is touched.

Loki:  How very useful, brother.  I'm impressed.  [Casual tone].

Next present is a dark green sherpa wrap.

Thor:  I know the cold rarely bothers you but...you enjoy wrapping yourself.  Especially in my hoodies. [Says wryly].

Loki: [primly]  I'm sure I don't know what you mean.  [Puts the wrap on, also casually].  It is rather soft. [Concedes].

Next present is an old-fashioned polaroid camera.

Loki: [studying it].  

Thor:  You've expressed interest in old technologies.  And I thought it might amuse you.  

Loki:  My brother, thinking.  [Little smile to show he's teasing and Thor huffs but smiles too].

Last present is a braid of hair with a few, silver charms with arcane symbols woven in.

Loki:  A...braid?

Thor:  It was Mother's.

Loki: [freezes].

Thor:  She made it for me centuries ago, after the time I took a poisoned arrow.  She charmed it for-

Loki: -Protection and fortune.  And love and family.  [Knows the meanings of the symbols].  How...do you still...

Thor:  I had it in my armor on Svartalfheim...when Jane and I returned I left it in her keeping since I didn't know what reception to expect from Father.  Or should I say you.

Loki: [clears throat].

Thor:  She returned it not long after I arrived.

Loki:  I see...but this was made for you, it's far too precious to be given to just anyone.  The braid of the last true queen of Asgard. 

Thor: [crouches down in front of Loki and folds Loki's fingers over it] Our mother.  And I'm not giving it to just anyone.  I'm giving it to you, Loki.

Loki:  ...hm...[lips tighten into a thin line.  Face looks similar to in the elevator on Sakaar].

Thor: [smiles and squeezes Loki's hands affectionately].  Merry Christmas, brother.

Loki: [blinks rapidly, eyes are wet]. Yes, well...I...thank you.  For the gifts.  [Coughs]  I didn't realize it was Christmas, but ironically, I was able to finish something I've been working on.  I suppose you may consider it a Christmas gift, if it pleases you.  Although it is simply a coincidence.

Thor: [trying not to smile in a 'I know my little brother is lying through his teeth way'.]  Of course.  [Solemn tone and Loki looks at his brother 'suspiciously'].

Loki:  Now hold still.  This will hurt.

Thor:  Wha-Ow!  Loki!  You...I...eye...what did you... [blinking and poking near his eye with a look of amazement].

Loki:  Hence my absence and need for Stormbreaker.  The sorcery needed to restore your eye was no small feat, Thor.  You are exceedingly lucky to have such a talented and generous sorcerer for a-[is smushed in a hug] 

Thor:  [cups the back of Loki's head in his palm and leans their heads together. Plays off a phrase he used to tell Loki in their childhood]  The luckiest brother in all the realms.

Loki:  [silently slides arms up to reciprocate, presses his face into Thor's shoulder].

Thor:  Thank you, Loki.

Loki: ...[faintly muffled]  You're welcome, brother...[pulls back enough to look at Thor and their foreheads are nearly touching].  By the way.  We're going to need to make some...renovations.

Thor: Renovations?

Loki:  This home will do in the short term.  But at the very least I must have a room for my books and experiments.  And to lock you out.

Thor: ...

Loki: ...

Thor:  What are you saying?

Loki: [frowns]  Must I spell it out for you?

Thor:  Yes.  [Bluntly, hopefully].

Loki: [huff of 'great inconvenience'].  If this is where we're going to be living for the foreseeable future then I need certain-Thor!-will you-brother!  Must you-oof!

Thor: [squeezing Loki to bits, rubbing their heads together a bit, and big, rumbling laughs of happiness].  I love you, brother.  I will spell it out for you.  Since you felt the need to come to me as Bruce to speak with me.

Loki: [mouth falls open.  eyes narrow]  You deceitful-

Thor: -I don't want to hear that from you, little brother.  [Grinning].

Loki: [drawls] You don't wish to hear that I reciprocate your childish sentiment?  Then I suppose I won't say 'I love you too'.  [Shrugs like he didn't just actually say it]  [Thor beams and Loki will never admit it tempts him to say it again because the sight of his careworn big brother looking so happy over Loki expressing affection is heart-warming].

--

By the night time, Loki is wrapped in his sherpa with Frigga's braid in a place of honor so both brothers can see it.  He encased it in break-proof, sorcerous glass.  The brothers worked out how to use the polaroid, and Thor promptly comandeered his brother's present to take a number of pictures.  Including one of a grinning Thor with his arm around Loki's neck, pulling Loki against him in a one-armed hug while Loki gives a crooked 'reluctant' smile with his hand gripping Thor's wrist.  

And if Loki used sorcery to make himself a copy and put it in his pocket dimension with a protection spell...well, what is magic for?

Thor's copy was attached to their fridge with a magnet.  Along with many more photos to come.  Loki feigned complaint, but Thor has caught his brother smiling at the photos when he thought his brother wouldn't notice.

The brothers played silly, Midgardian board games while reminiscing about fond memories until sunrise.  At which point they fell asleep mid-game, curled up next to each other like they were boys again.

And a Merry Brodinsonsmas to all, and to all a good night!  🌙 🎁

[anemcia]

Have you ever been intimidated by somebody based solely on their writing alone?

Have you ever gotten so invested in a thread?

Have you ever turned interactions with another muse away for reasons?

Do you find yourself practicing favouritism with certain blogs/muns/threads?

Munday: Guilty as CHARGED - [ACCEPTING]

//I'm on mobile for the time being so here's a selfie of me and my poké daughter, Konpeita 🎭🌿

Question 1✨: I wouldn't necessarily say I've been intimidated by another person's writing style, but I have been nervous approaching a few muns for roleplays. It's usually in relation to plot development, building relationships and tension between our muses (for better or worse). Sometimes I feel like I might be too pushy and I scare others away. Or that I'm more enthusiastic about something than they are (ESPECIALLY WHEN IT COMES TO SHIPPING. MY POOR LITTLE HEART😭). I die a little on the inside just thinking about it lmao. it's less about the writing itself and a lot more about if they're interested at all.

Question 2✨: YES I have gotten rather invested in many threads over the years! Some still trapped in my drafts! Some I'm still waiting for replies over. I am a patient soul, I can wait for the good stuff baby. Uhh there was one that started the same year I began this blog and it was a pretty cool AU I was doing with an imperfect Cell. I had an entire landscape of fun ideas, dramatics, action and so much more, and then... Poof. The Mun vanished. Literally the last post they made was part of our RP, and it's been years since the last update? 2019ish? I wont lie, it definitely did sting a bit, but thats just the way it goes right? I just hope wherever mun went, they're safe and happy.

Question 3✨: I have done it in the past over my eldest blog, I believe. I used to run Dimentio in the mario community, and during that time came a looooot of thirsty muses who were more interested in rattling his jester bones than actually doing anything fun. Had someone try to seduce him with a sexy wink and waggle of the hips, and at this time I was a filthy fujoshi, so "EWW GROSS DESU". Of course, I'm sure ive done this over this blog a few times before, though it's non discriminatory. Usually it's just because I'm very picky, sometimes it's just the vibe, but the grand majority of it all? I'm tired all the time, I have two needy babies and i can only focus on what the brainmeats wants.

Question 4✨: Don't we all? I find myself gravitating towards people / threads I have established a good number of times to enjoy them, but if I had to be more specific?? You, Viopolis, Kiealer, hopefromadoomedtimeline, risingsouls? Top of my list. Maybe it's just because I've had the longest bits of shenanigans with y'all, but a lot of it is the plots. Fun plots, ones ive often dropped the ball on and feel like a douche for. I do apologize for letting you guys down on that end. If it aint me feeling anxious over pestering anyone, it's me saving my energy for my babies who need me. We can pick up where we leave off, yanno? I just get embarrassed easily guys 😔

[northerngoshawk]

4, 16, 19, and 22 for the wip ask game!

because I forgot to ask for a snippet for the wip ask game:🌹

lol no worries, i'mma do it all in this ask for convenience 😌 thanks for the ask, choco!

for this game, i will be talking about my only active wip: my forbidden lovers au for kataang!

4. What percentage of your WIP do you think you have done so far?

uhhhh if we were to go by section, little over 1/3. i have 4 out of 12 sections completely written with one being written out right now and the rest mostly summary notes. but in terms of word count, right now my doc reads 10k, and i haven't even written out the majority of these sections. projected word count is 20k minimum, so i have to split this into at least two chapters.

these sections are turning out to be really, really, really long 🥲

16. What are you most excited about with finishing this WIP?

actually finishing it

but i'm also really really really excited to share this fic with the world. i have yet to see a fic that has this exact premise, and while i wish i wasn't the one to write it, it doesn't really matter in the end, so long as this fic exists, yanno?

also finishing all the kataang scenes, because i missed writing for them 🥺

19. What is a favorite line of dialogue so far?

ah, good question! needless to say, i don't really want to reveal the context for fear of spoiling all the goodness, but i will share this little snippet 😌

“But…” She swallowed thickly, suddenly finding it very hard to breathe, and looked down at the ground. “There is something that he needs to apologize for.”

trust me, once you see the context this line is in, you'll understand why 🤣😌

22. What is a spoiler you can give us for something incredibly insignificant in your WIP?

so since this wip is going to be so long, my supposed "spoiler" should be pretty obvious. but whatever lol

so the "spoiler" here is that Aang and Katara get together at the end of the fic, aka NO DEATH and NO SADNESS at the end. but again, not a big surprise. the focus on the fic is less going to be about that and more about how they get together, especially in lieu of this alternate universe's societal pressures on Aang and Katara. okay, that sounds a lot deeper than it actually is, but the point is, the focus will be on the journey, not the endgame 😌

(oh also this is a childhoodfriends!kataang fic which plays a part in the worldbuilding of this universse)

and since you asked for it, i will give not just one snippet, but a few paragraphs' worth 😌 (slightly modified to prevent spoilers)

After a pause, Katara cleared her throat. “How’d you figure?”

She had meant for her words to come out scathing, accusatory, but all that left her was a half-hearted, weary question. She could no longer bring herself to care enough to be angry. And maybe, just maybe, a part of her was curious on how Sokka came to that conclusion.

Sokka dragged his eyes up to Katara. “He was the only one who could make you smile,” he said. His mouth twisted down and his eyes shadowed with the vestiges of grief. “Ever since…”

Katara swallowed, her throat suddenly tight.

The stone pendant hung heavy from her neck.

After a moment of silence, Sokka seemed to gather enough of himself to continue, “And even now, you’re not happy. Not really.” Sokka looked back up to Katara, his expression unusually somber. “You haven’t been happy since they took him away.”

Katara couldn’t help but bristle at the implication in his words, even as a small part of her heart twinged at his words. She opened her mouth to retort, but the look on Sokka’s face halted her. Maybe it was the tiredness in his eyes, the bags underneath them. Maybe it was the raggedness of his expression.

Maybe it was the way he looked so much like their father—old, weary, sad.

“Katara, I want you to be honest with yourself.” Sokka’s eyes bored into her soul. “When was the last time you were happy? Truly happy?”

i'm super excited to share this wip with the world, and i hope you guys will enjoy when it comes out!!

WIP ask game

[soil-just-needs-water-to-be]

Part 24

Word count :2079

Mentions : just talking about codependency a lot in this chapter

George's POV

"Huh?", I totally didn't even register that I'd said what I'd said until I'd finished talking and now I look like a right idiot confessing how much I want him even though I've know him less than a week. What a knob I am, my mind is spiralling while he's just sat there with the biggest cheesiest grin and blushing

"You want me all to yourself, all you gotta do is ask Georgie", I looked up at him from where I was looking at my floor slight shock in my eyes I've barley know him a week as I've already said how do I as someone something like that he barley know me , I'm mental.

"Wh...eh...what do you mean love?", He might just be messing , hopefully , I'd get it , I understand why he'd be messing I have been kinda clingy, I have been all over him to just talk to me all the time maybe he's just trying to get me to back off , in's aging that everytime I think about him all I can hear is him telling his friend he likes me.

I watch him get comfortable on the floor and concentrate on what he's trying to say his mind already looks like it's racing "what I'm trying to say is um, I know we haven't know each other long, but like I feel this kind of like peace and tranquility when I'm around you and you keep me calm and I'm happy right, and people now a days are just striving to find happiness constantly looking for the pursuit of happiness and it's like if you not happy your wrong but that's not that case but either way you make me happy I don't have to pretend with you , I want you around , no , I need you around, so what I was trying to say is if you want me then you can have me, we don't have to label it as anything just yet, we can just talk and see where it goes", his hands flailing around as he's pulling his words together looking so animated "like it's nothing you have to force yanno just see where it goes and we can like , I don't know decide what we want to do at a later date if that's what you want", he lets out a big breath after ranting and shy smiles at me while picking at the skin around his nails.

It takes me a minute to process everything he just said and I lose myself in my thoughts until I hear slight movement on his side and jump out of my thoughts "if that's really what you'd like to do then I'd really love to give it a go but I don't want to put pressure on you" , There's no way he could be interested in me I'm not that amazing. "I really like you Matty".

"I really like you to Darlin , and I want to give this a go, I haven't properly tried with anyone in a long time, that's on me but I really want to try , and I need you to know that there will be times where I'm not talkative or might not wanna talk but please just bare with me when that does happen" , I'd give him anything he needs whenever he needs it so long as I always know how he's feeling and he communicates it with me.

"I promise I'll be what you need Matty", There's a smile adoring my face and my cheeks feel warm as shit and I can tell there blushing, his face mirrors mine on the other side. "Can I hear what you where writing ?", I start swaying on my chair. Swinging back and forth as he picks up his guitar from the floor and places the pick in his mouth again as he goes over the words on the paper

"It's not done yet but I'll show you what I have", he brings the pick down and begins to strum the guitar

"Now run,run away from the boys in the blue

Oh my car smells like chocolate

Hey now , I think about what to do

I Think about what to say

I Think about how to think

Pause it , play it , pause it , play it , pause it"

But every-time he says think it comes out more like fink and I swear it's the cutest thing ever. I'm in awe of him every-time I hear him play, hearing his voice a little crackly and raw is amazing.

"Oh , we go where nobody know

With guns hidden under out petticoats

No , where never gunna quit it

No , where never gunna quit it no"

He awkwardly placed the guitar down and pulls his jumper sleeve over his hands "that's all I have right now"

"It's kinda funky actually I really like it, any discourse behind it or just a vibe?" , he's searching me , I can see he's willing himself to talk his mouth opens a few times but no words come out, "you don't have to tell me"

"No, no....no..it's okay...it's about the night of the crash really...very losely based on what happened....it was quite cathartic writing it really", I just want to be there with him and watch him go through that writing process with him, write with him , make music with him, my room suddenly gets really cold again , I guess the heating is broken and they can't get it fixed yet. I pull my hoodie around me tightly and pull my hood up. "Are you alright darlin?".

"It's just cold in here is all, wish I could hold you, wish I could have you warming me up ?" , that's when my mind travels again, Imagine he was here with me right now, laying with me on top of my grey duvet, cuddled up together watching a movie or playing video game. Just melting into one another.

"Do you want a hug", he stretched out his arms towards me from his side of the screen as if to pull me into a hug and it just melted my brain.

"Love if I could possibly even touch you right now you wouldn't even have to ask" , I'm a stage four clinger the minute he's in my presence I don't know if I'd ever let go. "But yes love to answer your question I'd love a hug right about now"

I can see Matty looking around his room then he basically jumps up from his spot on the floor exiting the screen for a second but comes back with a really fluffy cardigan "I should send you this ay, because then you'd be warm and feel like your getting hugs at the same time and a bonus it smells like me, all the best things really" , I can see him holding it tightly and I can tell it means a lot to him even though it's just a cardigan.

"You don't have to do that if you don't want to you know" , I can feel myself blushing again, this is going to be a very common occurrence when I'm around him "it does look cozy though"

"I want to give it to you though" , I can't get over how  beautiful he is right now, he looks so small in his room, the juxtaposition between his tiny body against the high walls.

"If that's what you want handsome, hey sorry but back to the song, em do you mind telling me about Janey, just so I know how to help you when you get bad, if I know about how you guys where and stuff I might be able to help” , I know this is really out of the blue but I’ve just really thought about it the last few days that telling me about her might give me better understanding on how to help him when he gets into his head.

“W…w..why?”

“Sorry that was stupid of me , you don’t have to, I uh just thought that, if I know how things were between you two I might be able to help you better when your in your head” , I begin to panic a little as I don’t want him to think I’m prying or deliberately trying to hurt him by asking about something that upsets him but if he can talk about her it might help.

“No no darlin , it’s okay, it just caught me off guard a little that’s all, we were very codependent with one another from like a really really young age, for the longest time we thought we were brother and sister , because her mum was friends with my mum and dad , so she’d be round most days we went to the same nursery , grew up with each other, one year she went to Tenerife when we where about 8 or 9 I swear those ten days where the worst days of my life, cried every single day asking my mum how many days till she’s home , the night she got back, I begged my mum to ask if she could come sleep over which she did” , he’s smiling and looks so happy talking about her , he still has his sleeves draped over his hands and he’s curled himself inwards so he’s holding his knees to his chest, I wish I could be there to lend a supporting hand, but for now all I can do is listen.

“As we got older, we were still joined at the hip, couldn’t have one without the other really but things happened with her , her mum left when she was 11 and her dad basically turned into a drunk more or less , then she kinda turned into a little rebel herself but I wouldn’t let her do anything by herself so if she got I trouble we’d both get in trouble , blood bonds and all that” , I could see him get up from his position on the floor and set himself up at his desk .

“Sorry it was getting uncomfortable down there , anyway , yeh I’d have done anything for her , she was the best thing to ever happen in my life you know , I was always trying to impress her , I know she’d never like me that way cuz she liked girls which is also another reason that when we dated it didn’t last long , but she was always so beautiful and I always wanted to be around her, so when she was drinking , I was drinking , when she was smoking , I was too , and the same when it came to coke”

“I always just wanted to keep her safe , so if she was getting high I was gunna get high with her , didn’t want her doing it alone , wanted to protect her because I know what guys where like and what they’d be thinking so I wanted to be there all the time when she was getting high so she was safe, we used to only get high at parties but then it happened more often to get us through school , or get us through work and it got really bad and people started noticing so we tried to stop , the last party we were at we both tried not to but people kept offering us and we could say no and that’s when it all went to shit really “

“Cuz uh , yeh um , we went to this party down the road…” as he’s trying to finish the story I can see him rise from his chair and start pacing around while trying to find his words hands racking together. So I let out a .

“Matty my love , it’s okay , if this is to hard , we can talk about this another time if it’s to tricky”, I’m trying to get him to hear me but he’s pacing and not paying much attention to me “Matty ?, darlin?, MATTHEW ?” , he pauses his movement and looks at me his eyes slightly glasses. “My love come sit down please , I’m sorry I didn’t mean to ask , it’s too hard for you too talk about right now”

As he sits down his head is in his hands again and I can hear slight sniffling on his end “Matty I’m sorry , I didn’t mean too”, he looks up at me and gives me a half-hearted smile.

“It’s okay darling, it’s not your fault, I just miss her like I’m missing part of me”

[katelynntheyogi]

Oh hey there,

Long time no see.

I wanted to hop on and talk about some things that have happened over the past year. Yanno since you fell in love. Don’t worry. You’re still in love with Keegan Kalies.

.

You lost your parents; not physically but emotionally and mentally. It’s going okay. You have days where you think it’s just fucked and you want to fix it. Then, you realize that you can’t because THEY failed you as parents. Maybe one day you will be able to repair what has happened, but as of right now it’s gone. They refuse to support you. As they have consistently done for the last 15 years. You reconnected with Papa. It’s going really well. He missed you and he loves you very much. He met Keegan. I think he likes him. You started your business- Mindful Movements. You have started the journey of healing your inner child. This has been a very sensitive process for you, but I’m proud of you for doing it. You have finally found an amazing group of people to surround yourself with that love and care for you very much. You started taking medication to help with the anxiety and depression. On a lighter note, you ran the Boilermaker 15K on July 10th.

.

The whole point of this is so that you can look back and remind yourself how far you have come. What you have lost and what you have still managed to accomplish nonetheless. LIfe is a series of ups and downs, that’s ok. You don’t have to have it all figured out by 23. But you should have a good idea of the types of things you’d like to do during your time on this earth. I know that what I type on here you’ll never really listen to, but you should know something’s that are truth regardless. You are beautiful. You’re brave. You’re strong. You love things with enthusiasm. And lastly, you are in love with one patient man. He’s going to spend his days trying to help you fix the damage that those other men did. He’s never doing to hurt you when you click down the recliner. He’s never going to degrade you for taking a relaxing self care day because you need to. He’s never going to control what you do or who you see. He loves you Katelynn. I hope that you decide that his love is good enough for you. I know you’re scared of settling, but lets face it, you’re not doing that. He challenges you, holds you, saves you from yourself some times. He loves you for the anxious, wild, kind woman you are. You’re ready to start your life with him. At least as of right now, 4:04pm on Oct. 3rd, 2022. Things wont always be easy, but you know that. You’re not stupid Katelynn. You might not love him for the rest of your life, but maybe you will. I know that when he kisses you, you still get that spark. He’s good. You’re good. Allow it to be good and stop fucking it up, lol. You might think that he’s not protective enough, but look at yourself. You don’t want a man to fight your battles. You never have. If a man actually took a stand for you, you’d shut that shit down.

.

You are amazing, lover. You can do anything you put your mind to.

Long time no see, maybe.

[artistfingers]

May we see DP Laptop Redo and/or Ran & Kaito team up for the WIP game? (^^)💓

oooo lemme talk about the Ran & Kaito Teamup fic 👀

(inspired by Misconceptions, Illusions, and Lies (and Other Forms of Fair Play) if my memory serves me correctly!)

the main reason i never really wrote anything very substantion for this is because the scenes I could envision clearly felt too close to the inspiration point, and also like, the plot very quickly ran past that of a manageable one-shot ashjdgf

Summary:

Six months of carefully crafting his cover story. Six months off the grid. Six months MIA.

The rumors had only just started: the Shinichi Kudo file was to be stamped in bold, decisive red. Presumed dead.

…of course KID would manage to undo all of Shinichi’s careful work in less than twenty-four hours.

And of course Ran would get involved.

Plot/notes:

Shinichi’s cover as a dead man falls to pieces when Kaitou KID decides Kudo’s face is convenient for casual borrowing. Thanks to his careless gallivanting, Ran is convinced Shinichi is back… and so is the Black Org.

The Org’s subsequent attempt on Shinichi Kudo’s life goes awry because Shinichi is actually KID, and also, nobody told Ran that.

A fantastic mess of an action sequence ensues, during which, in quick succession, Ran:

Having only just found out that Shinichi is alive, now learns that Shinichi is Kaitou KID (?!)

Realizes Shinichi’s life is in danger (twofold. whoever these trenchcoat dudes are, and KID implies that he's dealt with snipers at his heists on the regular?!)

Saves him from multiple armed gunmen single-handedly

…only to find out that KID isn’t Shinichi after all (a relief, honestly)

…but he might have a few clues about what’s going on.

Decides that if nobody else is going to get to the bottom of this, it's going to have to be her.

And KID.

so meanwhile, Kaito realizes there’s some shady people after Tantei-kun’s missing cousin, that Tantei-kun seems to know something (maybe too much) about it, and that Cousin-san’s best friend is rather persistent when it comes to these matters of life, death, and missing detectives. Even when Kaito wants nothing to do with any of that, thanks.

Oh, yeah, and Shinichi gets to watch his carefully constructed house of cards fall apart.

[WIP Ask Game]

[silverskye13]

"Do I have a hels?"

Welsknight stopped in the middle of picking a cornflower. He hesitated, separated it delicately from its stem, and dropped it in his dye basket. "How should I know?"

Rendog shrugged. He crushed his pestle against a mortar full of dandelions, staining his fingers yellow. "Well, you're kind of the authority on the hels stuff, right? You got the first one."

"Xisuma got the first one," Wels pointed out, picking another handful of cornflowers. He carefully sifted the leaves out of the bunch, scattering the summer greens around his feet.

"Huh, I kinda forgot about Evil X." Ren grabbed another bunch of dandelions to grind. "He seems a little too different from X to be a hels, doesn't he?"

Welsknight shrugged, "I wouldn't know."

"Can you ask him? Uh-- the Helsknight guy." Ren startled, like he hadn't expected to ask his question aloud. He cleared his throat and stammered, "I mean-- obviously don't if it'd be distressing. I don't want to put you in a bad place, bro."

Ren's ears twitched nervously, and it takes Wels a long moment to realize he'd been staring. He picks another cornflower. "Ask Helsknight what? About Evil X? Or if you have a helsmet out there somewhere?"

"Oh! Well, the helsmet thing, if you don't mind." Ren said, and he leaned against the table he'd been making dye on, careful to keep his hands away from anything they could stain. Not that it mattered. His beard was already streaked with yellow and orange, as was his hair. There was a bright yellow dot on his right collarbone in the shape of a fingerprint where he'd tried to wipe away some fallen dye and only managed to rub it in more. "I kinda wonder what he's like, yanno? I mean, I've done the whole evil version thing before with Grimdog, and he was mostly just me but a little more darkly dramatic."

"A hels isn't really--" Welsknight trailed off and huffed a sigh. He'd already explained this a thousand times.

"Right, I know they're not evil exactly," Ren waved a hand dismissively, and a dotting of yellow splattered on the table. "But you know, I always kinda saw myself as like, the chaotic good type. So by definition my opposite double would have to be evil, wouldn't they?"

Wels shrugged. It made sense. That's how he and Helsknight seemed to work at least. Ren shoved a handful of poppies into his mortar and started grinding, working his way towards a vibrant orange dye. "Anyway it was just a thought my dude. Like I said, don't put yourself out over it. I like my Welsknight content -- not chasing shadows. You feel me?"

Welsknight chuckled, "I feel you, Ren."

The two lapsed into silence. Welsknight went back to picking cornflowers, and Ren grabbed another handful of poppies to add to his mix of dye. It was a comfortable silence, one filled with busy hands and the rustle of wind through oak and birch trees. This kind of early season gathering was pleasant, just before all the big flower farms were made, and dye-making was more visceral and fragrant.

A cloud passed over the sun, and a breeze whipped through, scattering some of the flowers from Wels' basket. Ren shivered and glared up at the sky like it'd offended him. Then he squinted as the cloud passed over and bright sunlight glared his sunglasses.

"He said you and your hels are similar," Welsknight said, and he grabbed another handful of flowers. Wels wrinkled his nose. "He's being a dick about it."

"Well tell him I'll whoop his ass for you, brother." Ren grinned.

Wels tilted his head to the side. "He says your hels version is strong and vicious, and followed by the scent of blood and tragedy."

"I didn't know tragedy had a smell."

"I think tragedy probably smells like whatever cave spider spawners are made of."

Ren laughed. He picked up his mortar, fixing to dump the freshly made dye into his half-finished concrete mix.

Something overtook Wels then. A shadow. Dark, malicious and vindictive, and he found himself speaking in a voice that wasn't completely his. "The blood is dripping into my eyes. I can't see. I've been blinded by the violence my hand--"

There was the sound of something shattering, and whatever grabbed ahold of Wels vanished from him like a breeze. He spun to face Ren who stood over the shattered remains of his mortar, orange dye splattered in the grass. His hands, coated in a swirling of yellow and red, shook.

"You okay, Ren?"

"Fine," Ren lied rather obviously, his voice cracking halfway through the word. "I just uh... Wasn't expecting..."

Ren swallowed hard, shook his head, and knelt to pick up the pieces of his mortar. They didn't talk about hels again.

[twinkleimagines]

*Let me please you *

You’re a virgin and Rafe wants to show you what it feels to have an orgasm without taking your virginity.

Warning ⚠️ smut and language

Not proofread

Rafe had always admired you. You guys were the same age, same schools but completely different clicks. your parents were rich yes, but you didn’t act anything like a kook. You were quiet, shy. Never once put a single bit of make up on.

You had a natural beauty that radiated off of you for miles. which was what first caught his eye. Rafe being the kook king though , so popular in the crowds, he never really gave you the time of day. yanno, reputation and all- not that you were seeking it out anyways.

You were definitely one of the girls that were considered nerdy. you spent most your time with your nose in your book or at home. you didn’t go to parties, you didn’t wear make up, you didn’t have a boyfriend and you really didn’t have friends. 

Believe it or not though Rafe had definitely noticed you multiple times throughout the years. You were one of those girls that when he looked at you, you just looked so innocent and pure which if we’re being honest that’s exactly what you were and something about that just had him hooked to you. You were always so distracted that you never even realized the Kook king Admiring you from afar.

But now it’s the summer after your senior year and Rafe himself couldn’t stay away from you. It all started one morning when you both ran into each other at a coffee shop where you accidentally spilled your drink on him.

And honestly if it were anyone else he would’ve flipped his shit, probably cuss you out and make a big scene but when he looked down to see you, you’re innocent big (y/c/e) eyes and your loose curls tucked behind your ear as you frantically apologized for ruining his shirt, something in him switched and all He wanted to do was just hug you and protect you from the world.

Which He had done that ever since. He spent a little while talking to you at the coffee shop and managed to get you outside of your comfort zone, only a few months later becoming official in a relationship. 

So now we are here today. At this point you and Rafe have been together almost 6 months now. You knew what type of guy he was but the way he was with you was like a whole different side of him and you had honestly fell in love with him. nobody realize how infatuated he really was with artistic stuff like you and how intelligent he really was when it came to business. It was always hidden behind his partying Ways and fighting that nobody really paid attention to him like you did.

 you laid with your back propped up against Rafes headboard with a book in your lap as you silently read through the pages when Rafe walked in, his eyes landing on you.

“What are you reading ?” he asked. you sighed before lifting the book up slightly so he could read the back not breaking your trance from the page. 

“Oh” he responded quietly before placing himself next to you in the bed. He sighed heavily as you felt his fingertips trail up your thigh, gently running up and down as he watched you intensely as your eyes scanned the words across each page. 

“You’re so beautiful” he spoke out grabbing your attention. You glanced at him through the corner of your eye before going back to your book replying with a soft ‘thank you’. Hey grinned before placing his lips against your arm that he once had his head laying on. you furrowed your eyebrows together as you tried to continue focusing on the story in you book, only having to go back over the same paragraph because you didn't pay attention the first time.

  you sat for a second trying to continue reading your book but at this point it was no use because of his actions and how much they were distracting you. You finally caved in and put your book down on the nightstand before turning to the side facing him, giving him a sly smile. He smiled at the invitation before he sat up and placed his lips against yours. they were soft and plum, the taste of peanuts from his snack earlier still lingering on his tongue. Your moaned softly against his lips as he pulled you closer to him by your hips. you felt his hand rolling closer to an area thats never been touched by him (or anyone) so you jumped slightly before pulling your lips away from his.

“im sorry” he quickly spoke out, pulling his hand away. “you okay?”

 Rafe knew that you were a virgin.  it was one of the things that he loved about you. It wasn’t a goal of his to take your virginity or anything but he did love the idea that he was going to get to be the one to show you all the pleasures and be your first with everything. He loved knowing how innocent and pure you were and it gave him all the more reason to be protective over you. 

“Yeah I’m okay” you responded pushing some of your hair behind your ear. 

He sat for a second looking at you. Even though his eyes were staring into yours, you could tell he was deep in thought.

“ I have an idea, if you’re up for it” he finally spoke out breaking the silence. you felt your heart flutter as you heard the words fall from his lips. your mind quickly began racing, thinking of all the possible things he would want to try at this moment, 

  you knew at one point in time Rafe would want to take things further. He defiantly had his fair share in women, and you were surprised he had lasted this long without trying to go further than just make out sessions with you. but by now you had fantasized on what it would be like to go further  with him as well. 

“ I know you want to save and wait on your virginity” he responded breaking your train of thought. “ but what if there’s other ways I can make you still feel good without going to that level?” he offered, his voice soft and gentle.

You bit your bottom lip with nervousness as his large but soft hand caressed your thigh, rubbing back and forth with comfort. The only thing you guys have ever done this whole time was kiss and grope each other. You’ve never even experience and orgasm. Not even by yourself. You sat and hesitated for a second, questioning yourself if you were ready to take things further.  you were almost 20 at this point and you were very happy with the Rafe, so much that you didn’t even see the possibility of you guys not being together. 

you finally nodded giving him approval. he smiled widely at you, satisfaction radiating through him knowing that he was finally going to be able to please you in some way . 

“What are you going to do?” you asked, your palms getting sweaty from nerves.  He shook his head before placing his hand on the side of your face, rubbing gently circles with his thumb.

“ I just want you to relax princess.”

Rafe placed his lips back against yours before hovering over you, causing you to lean back, your head landing on his pillow. .

he placed one of his legs in-between yours, Your eyes widening as you felt his knee press against you applying pressure. you moved your hips slightly, feeling your body crave for that feeling again.  You gasped slightly as you realized he had done it on purpose when his knee continued moving back-and-forth against you. Your mouth stood wide open as your eyes close feeling the movement from Rafe.

“does that feel good baby?” he questioned staring down at you as if if he was a painter and  you were his own painting.

You bit your lip before nodding slightly opening your eyes to make contact with his.

‘Here come here’ he said before removing himself from above you, propping himself up against the headboard. “Sit on my lap” he instructed. you hesitated for a second before obliging. He tugged on your pajama shorts pulling them against your heated core before pulling you up against his crotch by your hips. 

‘Just do like this princess” he insisted as he applied pressure against your bottom with his hand pulling you forward towards him. You grinded youirself against him until your hips were touching his before he pushed back against on you, making you slide back down. he watched your face for any type of expression before repeating the movements once again pulling you forward towards him. 

You felt uncomfortable at first, not so much that you weren’t enjoying it but just because you had never done anything like this before and you weren’t sure if you were making a fool of yourself or not. But the feeling you were getting felt so good that you didn’t want to stop regardless of how you looked so you continue moving your hips against him. At first your movements were slow- your hips grinding against his very prominent Boner in between your legs as you slid up and down it. 

 you mumbled a few ‘fuck’s and ‘God!’ out , as well as Rafe’s name as your thighs slightly trembling around him.. Rafe  Pulled your hair away from your face so he could watch you. your eyes squinted shut as your mouth gaped open, moans slipping out. It felt good to him as well even though he wasn't inside you, but just watching you unfold on top of him beat any orgasm he’s ever had. 

“feels good doesn’t it princess?” he groaned out as your movements against him began to speed up. 

“ yes Rafe” you moan out loudly. even though you took Rafe by surprise at your outburst, he almost came undone right then and there. He had never seen this side of you and it was the hottest thing he had ever seen. 

“ it feels so good”  you breathed out, your arms placed over his shoulders as your hands tugged on his hair.  your hips were moving faster faster before soon started to feel this tingly feeling and the bottom of your stomach. it was definitely an unfamiliar feeling but it felt so amazing and it gave you a feeling of you needed to keep going as your climax was building up.

Rafe could tell you were getting close as your moans became uncontrollably consistent, and your body rocking against his became fast and rough, which Rafe was to just as close just by the feeling of you dry humping him and the sight of you. 

“Oh my God I think I’m cumming!” you cried out as you felt your clit throbbing. this unexplainable feeling rushed through your lower abdomen causing your hips to jolt forward a few times as you rode out your high. your hips finally came to a halt as you tried to catch your breath.  you laid your forehead against rafes before chuckling slightly, almost lost for words as to what you had just done.

“ Wow” was all you could say causing Rafe to laugh loudly while nodding.

“ I know princess, you're amazing” he praised. you shifted slightly against him before looking up in confusion as you still felt a hard Boner pressed against you. 

“wait, did you finish?” you asked.

Rafe shook his head no and you sat for a second with confusion. After the way he had just made you feel, you wanted to repay him by getting him off as well, but with you being so unexperienced you honestly had no clue what to do for him. 

“well what can I do?” you finally asked, pushing your curls behind your ear once again, another little thing you did that turned him on.

“You don’t have to do anything princess I was doing this for you” he said shaking his head. “ I wanted you to feel good.” you grinned shyly lowering your hand as you thought back to a few moments ago when you practically dry humped your boyfriend to an orgasm.

“Well I did feel good and I want to repay you, if you’ll let me” you offered with pleading eyes.

He sat for a second, this time him being the one to think it through. of course he wanted you to do stuff to him, but he didn't want to make you feel pressured. the thought of you wanting to please him willingly made his dick jump in his jeans. he finally looked you in the eyes, a nod following shortly after. 

“only if you want to princess” he responded. he waited patiently for you to assure him that you really wanted to do this before he pulled his long hard member out of his pants.

Throughout the 6 months that you have been together, this was the first time you had actually seen it. Not that Rafe was hiding himself, but he just felt it was best for when you were actually ready. you have felt it of course but seeing that now, you were flabbergasted.

“You’re huge rafe” you blurted out with your eyes wide. He laughed at your cuteness from the outburst that had caused your cheeks to turn cherry red. “Come here” he spoke softly, his hand grabbing ahold of yours.

“ I’ll show you what you can do” he said before placing your hand around his member,  his hand helping guide yours along his cock

“. Does it feel good?” you asked, your eyes focused very intensely on his expressions, needing clarification since you hadn't a clue what to do.  Rafe nodded while leaning his head back some, his eyes lowering.

“ yes princess” he said, his voice soft and comforting. He’s had plenty of hand jobs before, but it was different when it was yours. He  just had so much love for you at this point. You were the first girl he had ever spent time with and was in a relationship with that didn't include sex, which made you bond even more. The love he had for you was like no other, and so was the feeling of your hand around him right now. 

You bit your lip as you continued to pump your hand around him, squeezing slightly and twisting your hands in circles. Even though you had never watched porn or you had never personally done any of this yourself, you had read a lot of books that would sometimes go in detail into their sex scenes. You tried basing it off of what you had read, and by reading Rafe’s face, it was clear he was enjoying it.

You ran your thumb over his tip causing him to twitching your hands leaving a smirk on your face as you watched his breath hitch in the back of his throat>

“You’re doing so good princess” he praised. you sat for a second as you hesitated your next move before finally just lowering your head, wrapping your lips around him.  at this point Rafe was in complete shock seeing you build the confidence to please him the way you were. You were doing so good even though you had no prior experience.

“ princess your mouth feels so good” he groaned out, his voice deep and low. Your moaned slightly as you felt his fingers run through your hair pushing down slightly.

You weren’t sure why you were so nervous before but now that you were actually doing it and watching how much you were pleasing Rafe turned you on more than you have ever been in your entire life and you didn’t want to stop.  you continue bobbing your head up and down, your hand following in the same motion as Rafe continued to moan and praise you for your actions.

"baby I’m gonna to cum”  he breathe out his hips slightly bucking up into your mouth hitting the back of your throat. you gagged slightly, your throat clenching aorund him.

“Fuck baby girl” he groaned out as his member started to twitch. you could feel him tugging on your hair trying to pull your head up but with all the confidence you had and the adrenaline, you kept your head lowered down on him. your lips were almost touching his pelvic bone, his tip deep in the back of your throat. you held your breath as you tried not to gag but the clenching from your throat immediately set Rafe’s orgasm off, his warm load shooting down the back of your throat. your eyes widened for a second as you tasted a thick warm salty substance fill in your mouth. Rafe bucked his hips in your mouth a few more times before his hips came to a complete stop. You lifted your head up slowly ,  your mind racing about what you had just done as Rafe watched you, making sure you were okay with what had just happened.

 his member immediately got hard again when you looked up at him through your eyelashes, slowly wiping the side of your mouth off from the saliva that was placed on the side of your lips.

“ God princess you’re just so perfect.” Rafe said. He stared at you and thought about all the other things he wanted to do to you. he wanted to taste you and feel himself inside you but it was much more satisfying to him knowing that you willingly wanted to do these things with him and he that didn’t force you to do anything. Knowing that you waited all these years and he got to be the one to finally let you experience it was the biggest flex he had on himself. It brought a warm feeling in his heart. 

“Did you like it?” he asked after he cleaned himself off placing his member back in his pants. You nodded before looking down with a shy smile as your cheeks turning cherry red.

“ I did I really did” you responded before laying yourself down next to him, placing your head on his chest.

“ maybe we can even do some more later tonight”  you offered causing a big grin to form across his face.

****

Maybe part 2???

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[alyjojo]

February 🌠 2024 Monthly - Libra

Preshuffle: I’m getting more of this “bleh” energy I’ve been getting from you, not happy with your options, bored with what’s going on, if you’re currently in school you could be reevaluating whether you even want to go for this thing you’ve been working towards anymore. It’s a lull period, but those are necessary, that’s how we figure out what we want & need. A couple you interact with could get on your nerves, or a friend that always talks about their partner/person. It could be your own partner that irritates you 😆

Meditation: This was beautiful, there were dozens of blooming flowers as I walked up to your door, and inside was bloomin’ chaos 🌸 Empress energy 🩷 YOU were freaking out and cutting them all down! Very uptight and stressed like “omggg just more for me to do, get rid of them!!” Not seeing them as the blessing that they are. I chuckled and looked at you all stressed out before I was like…”have you ever tried boba tea?” And you stopped, looked like you were about to cry before I said “let’s go get some”, and you kinda smiled and threw down your shears to come with me.

Main energy: Knight of Pentacles

You’ve been doing “the same thing” for a long time, putting a lot of work, time, energy, into building your dreams, making everything how you want it to be. Work is emphasized. Knight of Pentacles will always get to the end goal, he doesn’t burn out, doesn’t give up, he’s kinda boring and doesn’t get out much, but he’s loyal & dedicated to making it to his goal. 7 Pentacles clarifies with Queen of Pentacles & The Empress, really nailing home that point of work even more, you’ve done so much, you *deserve* to relax 😌 Empress energy is feminine, she receives, nurtures what’s already around her, what she’s given she makes grow 10x more than it already was. What people call “a woman’s touch”. This may be showing slow progress towards embracing your own feminine nature, whether you’re a guy or girl doesn’t matter. Creative ventures, art, music, children for some, you could be trying to have a child, or realizing that’s what you want. Queen of Pentacles holds down the fort, she may be a stay at home mother or wife, works at home, or she manages to juggle both lives successfully, she is very resourceful and responsible, domestic and productive. Heavy earth energy, could be you or someone you’re dealing with. 9 Cups shows this being what you want, this is “the dream”, either to be this person, or be with them romantically, you could be aiming to work at home or have children, or after years and years of working hard you feel this is deserved. Or Spirit is telling you that it is. Page of Wands at the bottom can be a spiritual tug towards your path, that’s why you’re feeling so restless, if your current life isn’t matching up with what you *know* you want. I could have someone that’s been staying with their parents too, and you’re ready to break free & do it on your own, working towards that.

What’s going on in February:

8 Swords:

Whew a lot came out with this one, heavy Gemini & Taurus energy, but earth generally. 8 Swords feels trapped, you’re unable to talk about your desires and what you really want, or you could feel like the universe is against you and you’re not able to create something for yourself. You could have a partner that’s very different from yourself, or were raised one way and realizing *you’re* not actually subscribed to that mindset - it’s like a loving brainwashing. “Do this, be this” because they had to, or for your future security, it’s practical and “the right thing”, only to realize they’re raising a gardener and not a soldier like themselves, yanno? That’s what I’m getting. Lots of flowers, growth, Empress energy. She is beauty and grace, not kick you in the face 😆 Taurus/Libra/Venus. Everything you do or believe may be dictated by a mother figure, that’s for someone, could be a Capricorn/earth sign. Some of you may be trying to heal a relationship with a mother.

You feel like you can’t speak your mind, your desires, your beliefs, in order to keep the peace, which is bs but it happens, especially if you’re dealing with a parent. 6 Pentacles at the bottom can show a lack of mutual effort, could be financial, you or someone may see you or someone else as “less than” due to Empress energy. Like being a nurturing mother focused on growth is weakness 😆 Lord. That’s something being addressed. If you have someone like this, and you’re uncomfortable with it, you don’t address it. If you want to be this, and are with someone that doesn’t understand, you don’t know how to discuss these desires. Either way, you’re keeping feelings to yourself and it’s making you feel trapped, you don’t know how to get what you want in any case. You can’t change another it’s you that has to change - or you forcing yourself to go along to get along, when you actually *don’t* agree. If you’re a matriarch in your family, you may be trapped in people pleasing energy, like *that’s* your job, and it’s not 🙏 Growth is, children, money, flowers, whatever it is, The Empress plays a pivotal role in the lives & projects she manages. Who are we without that? She is the goal 💯 All four Queens combined, just as The Emperor is the goal. Either/or/gender doesn’t matter this is about feminine energy. Some of you may not have had that and are learning, either through another person, or balancing the masculine/feminine energy in yourself, 6 Pentacles rev can show you’ve been running on one for a long time without allowing yourself to healthily express the other - for most it’s the feminine, but for the people pleasers it’s definitely the masculine - taking action, speaking up. Set the standard, make the rules, take charge of your life, earn respect and lead. That’s what this whole Aries/Libra node experience is about for everyone, but especially you, through next year. They’re literally Emperor & Empress.

Temperance:

Clarified by Page of Cups, this is keeping the peace, always being happy, always smiling, never letting anyone know you actually have deeper feelings and internal conflicts going on, because you don’t want to mess up a stable happy home, relationship, job, whatever - with 4 Wands following. This is clarified by work again. You could hate your job. Whatever you’ve been doing, it’s like you want the opposite, there’s no one story here. Toxic positivity may be a thing with you. You’re allowed to have issues and desires like anyone else, you don’t have to slap a smile on your face with your mouth shut, or GO TO WAR, either extreme, like things can be mentioned, discussed, and you make a plan moving forward with whoever this involves. Libra can tend to go to extremes when they finally do explode/act, rather than address problems as they arise, by communicating. Maturely. You haven’t been. You want progress and could be feeling resentful it’s not coming or turning out how you want it, but you don’t want to rock the boat and speak up 🗣️ This could be what’s changing, Queen of Wands is here with Knight of Swords at the end of the month, fierce energy. Confident. Beautiful. But you don’t have to go to war - these are *your* issues 🙏

4 Wands:

Whatever you have currently is stable, that’s why you’re so internally conflicted over making a change, and finances seem to be at the heart of this. If you’re wanting to stay at home, or work at home, there could be less money and you could worry about independence or creating an unhealthy codependent dynamic - just because you’re worried about your well-being. Makes sense. If you’ve already been this way, you could be wanting to go back to work and using finances as a way to justify your position, needing money so you’d like to contribute. You know what you want either way, but you’re unsure you’ll still want it once you *verbalize* to someone else, so you’ve held back from speaking. You could also be wary of someone’s reaction.

Separate family stories. If you’ve been on the outs with a mother, she may not know anything about what’s really going on, you only speak good news and that’s few and far between, whereas now you could really need her help and need to be more open about what’s going on with you. There could be a child in your life that takes up a lot of resources financially and you’re needing them to get a job. Some of you are pulling away from “the grind” mentality, focusing more on family & children, and some of you are needing to embrace it, there are several energies simultaneously playing out here. Everyone can relate, we all have to balance these desires and what’s best for us - not what others think, there is no right answer. If you’re borrowing money from a parent or need to, moving in with them possibly (or trying to move out), it’s a huge burden and a lot of pressure financially.

Queen of Wands:

Someone around you, could be a friend/family, is getting married, maybe having children or starting a family, buying a home or creating their own happiness. I don’t see ick emotions regarding that, you’re very happy for them 🥳 while simultaneously, it’s putting pressure on you, your own desires, needs, life. What do you want? Is it what you’ve been doing? How do you get there, change it, or balance it all, once you figure it out? If this is you, Queen of Wands shares an energy with The Empress, of beauty 🌹 Changing your hair, getting a tattoo, losing/gaining weight whatever you prefer, making your butt bigger or something, you do you. Feeling good inside and out. Whatever you’ve been deliberating on, friends/family could really pull you out of this indecisive funk, having FUN. In the vision, it’s boba 🧋 but it’s anything that takes your mind off of *this* thing and onto *anything* else for a bit. Go have fun, feel sexy, feel magnetic, allow yourself to work with your own energy and be confident in attracting the things you want to become your reality. If you want a partner, go out with friends, tell them you need a wingman. Whether you meet someone or not, you have a good time. Spirit is saying you need to feel confident in your own desires, whatever those are. Fuck anyone that doesn’t right now, subscribe to other people that DO. You are strong, smart, sexy, and in charge of your own life! Doesn’t have to be a war, just own it, claim it, go get it 💜

Knight of Swords:

Whether you or those you’re communicating with, this Knight takes action right away, he’s very honest about his intentions, cuts right to the heart of the matter and says the things that need saying. If you’re in this powerful Queen of Wands energy, whatever is being said is done so in a way that others have no leg to stand on should they even disagree, and that’s kind of the whole point. It’s your life Libra. If you want xyz go get it. No one can stop you, it’s like you felt other people were keeping you trapped, but it’s your own indecision, lack of confidence or feeling sure in something, not wanting to rock the boat, that’s held you back from taking the actions you’ve wanted to take. Knight of Wands clarifies even further as “just do it”. You want boba, go have some. You want to doll yourself up and go out on the town, call your people. You want to take a break, raise your kids, celebrate your own feminine energy and relax for awhile, go for it. I don’t see any opposition once you speak your mind. On the contrary, I see people celebrating you, with you, or maybe it’s someone else, a fire sign maybe, but it inspires you to do the same - if so it’s meant to be. What has taken a long time is about to move A LOT faster, but only because you make it move faster and that’s all there is to it. No more indecision about this #justdoit

I’m also being told to tell you “look to Aries for inspiration”. Especially if you have one in your life, but it could be someone on social media, an influence you love. The North Node is Aries, we are *all* embracing Aries energy right now in whatever way it affects us. Aries doesn’t get stuck in indecision, they’re the opposite - more likely to not think or plan, they just do the damn thing and it usually works out, or they’ll make it work, because they don’t tend to hear “no” either, they’ll just go find a “yes”. Needing to be just like them, no, you’re you, but you can let them inspire you - and you unconsciously do the same thing for them.

Signs you may be dealing with:

Heavy earth 🌳 Taurus, Gemini, Aries, Virgo & Pisces

Oracle: ✨

6 Discernment 🤨

As spiritual, physical, and energetic beings, we oftentimes blur the lines between our energy, the energy of a situation, and the energy of another person. When we take on other people’s energy and label it as our own, we start to judge. This lowers our energetic vibrations. We then get caught up in a seemingly never-ending cycle of feeling “bad” labeling, justifying, and appropriating what is not ours to claim. The lesson here, is to simply be present, not label or judge, and let the energy/feeling wash over you. Once you do this, notice where in your body do you feel the effects of the emotion. Does your heart open up? Does your belly hurt? Does your throat get tight? Your head can lie to you, but your body never does. It is easy to become overwhelmed. Make a habit of making your first response to overwhelming energy: “Wow, that’s interesting!” instead of “What’s wrong with me?” This allows you to objectively discover how and why your body reacts in any way to a given situation or person. This card is asking you to stop looking outside yourself for answers to an issue. Instead, sit with it and listen to what your body is telling you.

We enter into February as:

Saint Apricot 😇

“I’m sorry that I have to take care of myself.”

Saint Apricot comes to you when you have been (or are about to be) freed from a situation that has you chained. This is a lesson in taking care of yourself. It’s a reminder to not give away more than you can, or it will drain you. We are not giving from a place of love if we are giving only to get. People may not like it when we focus on taking care of ourselves, but it is necessary in order to have a truthful relationship with them. If you speak the truth from your heart, then any guilt you feel is from the fear of being disliked. Feelings of shame come up when we feel we are “bad”, guilt comes up when we feel something we’ve done is “bad”. If another person no longer chooses to be in our lives, due to what’s been said or done in total honesty, it’s not our fault, it is their choice. This signifies a turn in your destiny. You are moving in a new direction towards freedom, and this opens the gateway towards more rewarding relationships in life.

What is to be learned in February:

Shrinking Violet 😥

“I don’t trust my intuition.”

Are you retreating from a situation that could bring you success? We all abandon projects that seemingly lack merit. However, Shrinking Violet indicates you may not be trusting your intuition, which is mostly likely on target. Choose three people to ask advice from, then take their advice, throw it out the window and go with your gut. There is every indication you should complete the task at hand. Block yourself off from thoughts of what will happen at the completion stage. Stay the process, don’t worry about the ending, or results, don’t be frightened. Just continue on.

Purple may be a lucky color 💜