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bewitcherella · 9 months

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NORTH NODE TRANSITS

I love to read and gain as much information as possible about transits that are currently happening! Whenever I find information that I think is incredibly valuable from the books I have read, I want to share them and credit the author who I've gained this knowledge from. With the north and south node having moved into Aries and Libra on July 17th of 2023 I was incredibly excited to see where this would impact my life. As a tropical libra rising the north and south node were transiting my 8th and 2nd house when it was in Taurus. Now that it has transitioned to Aries and Libra it is transiting my 7th and 1st house until they switch to Pisces and Virgo on January 12th 2025. I hope you enjoy this excerpt from the wonderful April Elliot Kent, and if you're interested in a personal reading where we can dive deeper into what this transit means for you personally the links are in my bio! :)

TRANSITING NORTH NODE IN THE FIRST HOUSE

As the North Node transits your first house, the road to happiness lies in putting yourself first. This is easier for some of us than for others. Putting yourself first doesn’t mean you will give nothing to your loved ones. This transit comes around only once every eighteen years, so you needn’t worry that it is going to make you a selfish egomaniac! In fact, as the North Node transits the first house, the South Node, representing what’s easy and comfortable, is in the people-pleasing seventh house. If your instinctual response in every situation is to honor others’ needs, that must be brought into balance by having more respect for your own.

TRANSITING NORTH NODE IN THE SECOND HOUSE

The gift of this transit is a deep and hopefully lasting sense of your importance. The confidence of the second house has nothing to do with being more significant than other people. It’s simply the confidence that comes from knowing you have a place in the world and that you are valuable. While the North Node transits the second house, the South Node is transiting the eighth house, the house of support from others. It’s a common mistake during this transit to imagine that you need others to validate you and that confidence is a gift bestowed on you by others. Real friends will support you by encouraging your self-reliance, not your reliance on them. During this transit, and particularly when eclipses fall in this house, you may confront financial challenges. There is usually a change in direction between relying on others and gaining confidence by proving you can take care of yourself.

TRANSITING NORTH NODE IN THE THIRD HOUSE

Time to bring your focus and skills to bear on a long-contemplated goal. To go after your dreams, you need to fill in some gaps in knowledge, credentials, or skills. This transit will bring eclipses to your third house, and the need to improve your résumé will reach a critical point. Problems may arise with neighbors or siblings, but that will be a blessing meant to move you to a more nourishing location or improve your family relationships. When the transiting North Node is in the third house, the transiting South Node is in the ninth. The safest action is to stick with what you know. But the road to growth is to remain curious about everything the world has to teach you.

TRANSITING NORTH NODE IN THE FOURTH HOUSE

This transit evokes the moment near the end of The Wizard of Oz when Dorothy wishes aloud that she could return to Kansas. Glenda the Good Witch points out to Dorothy that she’s had the power to go home all along. This is the transit when you truly realize that whatever fond wish your natal North Node holds for you is well within your grasp, and that, indeed, the power to achieve it has been within “you all along. Sometimes this transit involves literally sitting in your home and working on something that will eventually lead you farther along your evolutionary path. And sometimes you simply need to look within yourself to find the answers you’ve been looking for. The South Node transits the tenth while the North Node is in the fourth, and it’s tempting to use work and status to hide from these tasks. The North Node transiting your fourth house means there will be an eclipse or two in this house, as well. Eclipses in the fourth house can bring changes in residence, often connected to your career, and changes in personnel at home. Most of all, they bring a sudden, surprising awareness of feelings you didn’t even know you had.

TRANSITING NORTH NODE IN THE FIFTH HOUSE

Whatever the dream of your natal North Node, the transiting North Node in the fifth house asks you to examine whether you are pursuing that dream with your whole, true heart. Are you going after it in a way that makes you completely happy, regardless of how others react? As the North Node transits the fifth house, the South Node will be in the eleventh house. The urge will be strong to fit in, be part of a group, and blend in rather than standing apart. This is the comfortable path, but not the one that will lead to growth and happiness. This transit will bring an eclipse or two to the fifth house, signaling a moment of truth: Will you give birth to a dream created in your true image or settle for giving the world what it expects from you?

TRANSITING NORTH NODE IN THE SIXTH HOUSE

Your greatest spiritual growth during this transit will come from offering support and service to others through your work, sacrifice, and acts of compassion. It’s often a transit that brings a change in the workplace, or perhaps even a new career. You may also find yourself in a position of needing to support a partner or some other important person in your life. This can require great compassion, both for the person you’re supporting and for yourself, should feelings of resentment arise. It can be a very challenging transit, especially during the months when eclipses fall in the sixth house, because it is not particularly fashionable in this day and age to put others’ needs and desires above our own. While the North Node transits the sixth house, the South Node is in the twelfth house. It would be the easiest “thing in the world for you to retreat into self-pity and self-destructive behavior now, or to give in to the feeling of being overwhelmed by your responsibilities. But this is the time to acknowledge things for what they are and to take practical steps to improve them.

TRANSITING NORTH NODE IN THE SEVENTH HOUSE

Are your relationships fair and equal, or have you been doing more than your share of the heavy lifting? While the North Node transits your seventh house, and particularly when eclipses occur in this house, you’ll increasingly feel that you can’t continue with any relationship that doesn’t honor both individuals equally. Relationships often end during this transit, and ones that don’t will need some fine-tuning to get the scales in balance.” “While the North Node is transiting your seventh house, the South Node will be transiting your first. You may be tempted to play the lone wolf, remaining alone rather than meeting others halfway. But there is another road available, one that leads to life-changing relationships, provided you have a strong enough sense of your own identity that you know how much you can afford to bend for others.

TRANSITING NORTH NODE IN THE EIGHTH HOUSE

Can you trust the people closest to you? Are they there for you when you need them? Do they show you the respect that you deserve? What about your possessions—do they serve you? Are you spending too much of your energy fixing things that are broken, nursing plants back to health, keeping your ancient jalopy limping along? While the Moon’s North Node transits your eighth house, the path forward in your life depends on ridding yourself of the dead weight. If someone you’ve been calling a friend hasn’t phoned you in ten years, what you have on your hands is less a friendship than a friendly habit. If you’ve been giving your energy and money to a cause that is important to you, but others are not showing the same commitment, you may need to let it go. When the transiting North Node is in the eighth house, the South Node is transiting the second house. The comfortable approach to this transit is to maintain the status quo and hold on to what you’ve got. But if you’re living in a house that is too large, too small, too old, or too packed with junk to move around, you need to get some boxes rent a moving truck, and take a trip to the dump.

TRANSITING NORTH NODE IN THE NINTH HOUSE:

As the North Node transits the ninth house, and in particular during the months when eclipses fall in this house, it’s common to experience a crisis of faith. As the North Node transited your tenth house, you had a chance to review your standing in your career and your community, your status and reputation. Based on that review, you now feel the urge to take a leap of faith into something new. You may not feel you’re ready, but the universe sees it differently, insisting that it’s time you made a big change. The South Node is transiting the third house as the North Node is in the ninth. The third house is where we are eternal students, asking questions, collecting endless pieces of data, convinced that if we just have enough facts we’ll know everything. But the North Node’s “ninth house message is, “You’ve been a student long enough. You have all the skills and information that you need. Now, it’s time to throw yourself off a cliff and learn to fly.

TRANSITING NORTH NODE IN THE TENTH HOUSE:

The natal position of the Moon’s North Node hints at the sorts of dreams that, if realized, could lead you to great happiness. As the North Node transits the tenth house every eighteen years or so, you don’t necessarily achieve these dreams, but you absolutely find the determination to put a plan into action to help you achieve them down the road. Often this means a change in career or your living situation, which is likely to come about during the months that eclipses fall in your tenth house. As the North Node transits your tenth house, the South Node is simultaneously transiting your fourth house. Since the South Node shows where old patterns and habits need to be released, this is a transit when it’s especially important to become aware of how the past may be holding you back from success, and to be willing to make the changes necessary to change that pattern.

TRANSITING NORTH NODE IN THE ELEVENTH HOUSE:

Even if you are a lone wolf by nature, there is some truth to the adage that “it takes a village to raise a child.” Children, or creative projects that are like our children, are found in the fifth house, but the eleventh house is where we all raise the children or collaborate on artistic visions together. During this transit of the North Node, reach out, however tentatively, to groups of people who share your creative passions. As the North Node transits the eleventh house, the South Node, representing the easy path, is in the fifth house of individual self-expression. If you prefer doing things on your own, that’s okay; you don’t have to change who you are, and you don’t have to work with groups “the rest of your life. But explore them as a possibility now, instead of retreating into your solitary, creative cave. This transit will bring an eclipse or two to your eleventh house, and you might find you’ve reached a turning point in the hunt for a group of compatriots you can call your own. Sometimes this means letting go of associations that no longer enrich your life.

TRANSITING NORTH NODE IN THE TWELFTH HOUSE:

Usually the North Node’s transit through the first house puts you in a position of dealing with rapidly changing circumstances. You may have to move or deal with issues in a relationship, and you find yourself feeling constantly under siege. But once the North Node moves into the twelfth house, things generally calm down a bit. This is when many of us collapse for a while, retreating from the demands of the world as much as we can. Don’t resist; this is the right time for you to get some rest and spiritual rejuvenation. While the North Node is transiting the twelfth house, the South Node is in the sixth house of work and daily routines. The temptation will be strong to escape into overwork, exercise, and other behaviors that, while healthy on the surface, can actually be counterproductive. The twelfth house beckons you to spend time with your inner self. Use the sixth house gift for an organization to engineer a daily routine that has plenty of room for downtime.

— Astrological Transits: The Beginner's Guide to Using Planetary Cycles to Plan and Predict Your Day, Week, Year (or Destiny) by April Elliott Kent

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slashingdisneypasta · 2 years

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Slashers x Reader || Drabbles

Plot: You know how in The Vampire Diaries, the vampires are always turning their humanity off and going evil and psycho? And how that’s a big problem??

Well, what if someone cursed the Slashers, who have done all these horrible things, killed all these people… to HAVE humanity? So they have to feel the crushing weight of the things they’ve done- feel guilty.

So basically a witch curses them to be good, and sane. How does that go? How does he act? Do you still love him? You should, shouldn’t you? He’s good now! But… He may not be the person you fell for, anymore.

Includes: Chucky Lee Ray, Freddy Krueger and Michael Myers

Warnings: Sexual references and angst. Also dumb idea, and unedited ^^

Chucky Lee Ray:

Chucky, wearing Nica’s body still is in the other room with Glen and Glenda; Talking. You can hear the level, controlled sound of Nica’s voice murmuring, but because he’s not cackling like a mad person and cracking sex jokes like he used to, you can’t really tell what the mood is. Not that you’re particularly interested, you think as you stir sugar into the tea Tiffany made for you. Since that curse, something has been… off.

With you. With how you feel.

And you don’t know what to do about it; The road trip to Tiffany’s house was mostly silent because of that.

Speaking of her, you can tell that she’s straining her ears to hear what’s going on in the other room as she sits down with her own mug. You consider telling her not to worry, that whatever he’ saying won’t hurt anyone actually, but cant bring yourself to say the words. Instead you just set your elbows on the table and carry the hot, steaming tea up to your face.

“You know… it was, um, good of you- to let him talk to them.” You say, forcing conversation.

“Oh- yeah, well, he’s their Dad, so… “ She seems lost in her thoughts for a moment, confused by all of this - your turning up at her house unannounced, Chucky’s new manners, the fact that he brought flowers, his request to see his kids… - before her eyes snap to you and she suddenly sets her cup firmly down on the table; Focused. “Okay, cut the crap. What the hell is going on??”

Sighing, you slump forward. “I told you, a witch cursed him.”

“He brought sunflowers. Chucky brought sunflowers.” Tiffany reminds you, because it really is ridiculous. You know that.

“He likes sunflowers.” Is all you say in explanation, though, too tired and hurt to argue. This is how it is now, Chucky is thoughtful and he wants a relationship with his kids. Its odd, but you should be happy, shouldn’t you? You should all be happy.

“He bought plant food for them.”

“Yeah, well… “You shrug, remembering the trip to the store this morning, to buy the flowers. There was a whole conversation about whether or not to get a vase for Tiffany, too, but you managed to convince him that she might be offended that he thought she wouldn’t have one of those. “He didn’t know if you had any.”

“But- I- “Tiffany just sems totally boggled, looking to the other room with an entirely stupefied expression on her face. “He’s- “ A big ass, yes. Well, he used to be. Not anymore. After a moment of searching for words, or some reason he could be faking it, and finding nothing because that’s not exactly his style… Tiffany sighs, turning back to you. “Okay, fine. How are you dealing with this?”

Oh- “I’m fine, I guess…? I mean… he does cuddles, now. Which is nice… “

She smirks at you, and shakes her head. “You’re totally freaked out.”

“No, I’m- “

“You’re freaking out, and you wanna bolt.” She goes on, letting out a wistful sigh as if she has you and your current psyche all figured out- which she does, much to your chagrin. “The only reason someone falls for a guy like Chucky- is being they’re an emotional wreck themselves. Trust me, I know, I’ve been there sweetie. He’s an asshole, so he makes… well- made, you feel like you don’t owe him your love or any emotional vulnerability, like you might with a nice guy. But all that stability is gone, now, so you have to face your inner trauma… Oof, that sucks.”

How did she peg you so freaken correct- “Tiffany, I don’t think that’s any of your business.”

“No, probably not.” Tapping sharp, black nails against the teacup in front of her, she gives a half-shrug. “But I am the only person in the world who might get your current dilemma… so if you wanted to talk about it~ I’m right here.”

“… “This is probably a really bad idea, but… “I feel like a terrible person,” You give in, groaning as you press your forehead against your own cup. Its hot, and you quickly pull away again; Setting it down on the table and hiding our face inside your hands, instead.

“You’re not!! It makes sense if you don’t want him anymore- he’s a totally different person now. I mean- he’s lost all sexual prowess to me, for sure, and I’m not even in love with him anymore.”

“I still love him!” You insist, gently. Because its true. You still have very deep feelings for Chucky and you can’t imagine a time that you won’t. You’ll always look at him, and feel. “But… I just… I don’t know this guy. He laughs at mean jokes but he doesn’t make them anymore, he asked the florist for help today and then tipped her- with money and not a comment on her breastage, he kisses me on the cheek and tells me he loves me? And he has to leave the room if he sees blood!... I… It’s an adjustment, that’s all.”

“Sounds freaky as hell, to me.”

“Yeah.”

For a few moments, the two of you revel in this new world you’ve found yourselves in… where Chucky is actually a good guy… as ironic as that is. You sit in silence until Tiffany’s gaze slips back to you, and she reaches over to tuck some hair behind your ear; All gentle, and comforting. Like a mother. “Sweetie… its okay, to miss the way he was.” Your jaw drops.

“But he was!- “

“I know,” She assures. “He was evil and rude and horrible. But that’s the Chucky you fell in love with… So yeah, its okay to miss him.” When you look away from her, sinking further into the emotional mess inside you, she moves to grab your chin- making you look at her again. “And its also okay to fall in love with this new version of him, eventually. If you want to.”

After Tiffany lets you go to take a sip of her tea, Chucky (‘Nica’) enters the kitchen and his hands land on your shoulders. He gives you a kiss on the head and he low voice he murmurs to you that he’s going to go get Glen and Glenda’s presents. “Okay, love you, I’ll be right back. House is looking great, Tiff!”

As he leaves the house to go to the car, Tiffany looks to you with wide eyes. “Freakish.” She says, shaking her head as you finally let out a giggle over this.

Freakish, indeed.

Freddy Krueger:

You don’t believe it for a second. This is absolutely a trick, right? He would totally do something like this. In just a moment he’s going to wipe that sad look off his face that is so ridiculously foreign - pantomime, practically, - and say something terrible, start laughing, and that’ll be it. You’ve spent a long time getting used to him and his pranks- you know how this goes.

… But he doesn’t wipe that look off his face. You roll your eyes and force an amused scoff, but he just looks confused at you.

“… Freddy. This isn’t funny. Stop it.”

He doesn’t, but that doesn’t prove anything; Its just like him to take a joke too far. In fact its not funny to him unless its miles past the line, so you just turn away to walk off. He can have fun with himself- you’re not interested in this one. It’s confusing, and sad.

You don’t get far, though, before he rushes after you and grabs you by the arm, turning you back around- and letting you go. He raises his hands in surrender, his beloved glove nowhere to be seen, looking wide eyed and desperate. “Y/N please.” Please??! That’s a little over the top, come on now- “I’m telling you, I don’t know what’s happened, I don’t know how real this curse is, but I- but I feel this… weird, uncomfortable tightness in- in my chest. I need your help, please- “

“I’m sure you’ll get over it.”

“Okay yeah- I can see how you might think this is a trick but- “

“I told you, I’m over this already!”

A flash of irritation flickers across his face, but you know it’s not the normal kind. His fingers don’t flick like they would usually, like they’re itching to stab something. Instead he just clenches his fists and frowns. “Okay- “He stops to think a moment, looking serious. “Okay, hold on. Hold on right there.” By holding out his hands, but not touching you or even invading your space at all, he gestures for you to stay put- that same sense of desperation staying a constant in those wide blue eyes. “Just… stay. I’ll be right back.”

Then Freddy disappears, and you’re just wondering what is going to jump out at you, and from where??? You swear to god, if its spiders, you’re going to take Hypnocil for an entire month-

This is all very… odd, the traitorous part of you thinks. He’s acting so… mellow. Calm.

All the time you’ve known this asshole, even when he was alive, he was always a little bit manic. There was always a bite to his demeanour, something venomous to say at the tip of his tongue, a darkness in his face. But now he’s mellow, polite, and his eyes have never been so clear. What… is… happening!?

When he comes back, the first thing you notice is his appearance- he’s still burned, but the sweater he wears is a plain black and there are bandages peaking out of it; Wrapped around his neck and his hands, and assumedly everywhere else. He’s looking down into a box he’s carrying in his arms, but you put your hand on his shoulder and make him look at you, tilting your head to the side in curiosity. “Freddy… are you okay? What’s with the bandages?”

“… “You watch him carefully, and his eyes flicker downwards, and he seems to go somewhere else for a moment, alone inside his mind, before he shakes his head. “I’m fine. The burns were just, ah, reminding me… “

Okay he’s starting to concern you, now, and damnit, it creeps right into your tone. “Reminding you of what?” If he wanted to make a fool of you, he’s done it now.

“Uhh, the… things, I’ve done… “

The way he says ‘things’, and how he avoids eye contact when he says it, worries you even more. It’s weird, he seems… almost… tortured. Guilt-ridden. Like he feels bad for the terrible things he’s done!!

Freddy Krueger.

Feeling sorry.

It strikes you as so totally deranged a thought that you can’t find words for a moment as you stare at him. Is this real?? Is this even him? Looks like Freddy, sounds like Freddy, even stands like Freddy… But…

“What’s in the box?” You ask, suspicion thick in your voice, stepping back and crossing your arms.

You hope to god, for once, that its some kind of bloody organ, scalp, penis or decapitated head, because you don’t know how deal with this if its true. That which said he would be incapacitated with guilt, and just by running through some of the things he’s done… you know she’s right. And you know he deserves it, but its going to be so hard to watch.

“I thought… “He flicks open the box, and reaches in, pulling something out. You recognise the sound before you see it. “You might wanna take this. Careful.”

You’re handed, gently, that iconic glove. Its heavier than you expected and the knives are rusty, but you’ve seen it a million times before so you don’t take long staring at it; Switching to glaring at Freddy in confusion. “… what’s this for?”

Dropping the box off to the side, where it disappears into the floor, Freddy clenched a shaking fist tightly closed so it stops- still strong as hell, apparently. “I was wondering if you could take it outta the dreamworld and destroy it.” He says, without looking at you. “Oh- “Then holds up a finger. “Try melting it down under a church, if you can swing it… Might work a bit better.”

“Work to what?”

Suddenly he looks really nervous, and guilty, and his eyes fly upwards to avoid yours. Now this is a familiar expression on him, though its usually fitted with a smirk- that doesn’t exist now. “It’ll… um… “Eyes narrowing, you wait for an explanation that you know you’re not going to like. “If all goes well, it’ll… possibly… kill me… “

When you don’t respond, just stare at him - the tiniest hint of anger in your eyes, -, he stands back and scratches the back of his neck- still avoiding your eyes. “… yeah.”

Michael Myers:

When you open up your front door and see Michael there, you know somethings wrong. A sense of dread spreads catches from your chest and spreads throughout your body, because he never comes through the front door. He definitely doesn’t knock, either.

You both had thought he was fine after yesterday, and the witch left. She said she cursed him, but he didn’t seem changed and just went on with his life.

But now he’s on your front porch, mask clutched in his fist at his side, head tipped down and you know something is wrong. “… Michael?... “You reach over to touch his shoulder, and he flinches. Michael actually flinches, and your eyes go wide. Then he looks up, and there isn’t a shadow over his eyes like there once was. He reaches over and takes you in his hands, and you get one glance at his war-torn features before he pulls you into a hug.

“Mm,” You sigh, though it’s muffled by his chest. Because he needs it, you wrap your arms back around him, one hand on the back of his shoulder and the other in his hair, fingers spread through the short, whiskery grey hair. “Michael… “Fitting your chin into his shoulder, you try to force the dread out of your voice. “Are you okay??”

Obviously, he doesn’t say anything back, but the way he cuddles your body back to his is far too gentle, far too loving. He doesn’t either squeeze you so hard that you struggle to breath, or drop his arms at a sign of weakness. Instead he turns his head into your hair and takes a deep breath, full of your scent.

This is so odd. Michael is not at all an affectionate person, so the only reason that he would be so clingy right now can only be that… the curse worked.

He’s feeling the guilt and horror of all the people he’s killed his entire life hit him all at once… your heart hurts just thinking about it. “Oh I’m so sorry… “

There’s a consistent shake coming from his body, especially his fingers curled around the back of your shoulders and gripping your waist. “Come on, we can’t keep you standing out here.” Dislodging yourself from Michael, you take those shaking hands in yours and guide him further into the house, closing the door behind him. Then you lead him to the couch and get him to sit down.

He doesn’t let go of you, though, guiding you into his lap where he puts your head back into his neck and wraps his arms back around your waist.

The next morning, you wake up on the couch all alone. You look around for Michael, wondering where he went if he’s not here- but it’s not totally out of character for him to disappear, so you give up before too long. He’s probably just walking, or getting food. God knows your kitchen doesn’t have any.

As you sit back down on the couch after taking a shower and getting changed, worrying about how Michael’s going to deal after this, you pick up the remote and switch on the TV. Sighing, you cuddle a pillow to your chest and switch to the local news station.

When the picture in front of you sinks in, you straighten up immediately and fling the remote to the other end of the couch- the pillow going with it. Your heartbeat hammers hard against your chest and blood pumps painfully loudly in your ears, as you watch Michael walk into Smithsgrove.

Past the terrible gates and through the soulless courtyard and right to the door. They put the handcuffs on him behind a news reporter talking about the Shape of Haddonfield, and it all being over, and considering a death sentence, and a scream bubbles up in your throat. You swallow it down, you stay quiet, but part of it lingers like threat in the back.

A doctor guides him through the doors and then he’s gone, out of the shot.

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platinumrosetail · 1 year

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Hi how your day going and I heard from someone you do Rwby and Avatar

Can I have yandere Salem Glenda Good witch neo and Jean and cinder x baby bat fawns reader

Like They found her and take her in as there own

Sure! And I love rwby! And I’m guessing the autocorrect corrected jaune to Jean by accident? Sorry if I’m wrong 😅 oh, also to clear up any confusion, i had taken off cinder with the permission of the requester!

Warning: noob author, female reader, platonic yandere characters, and others.

Characters: salem, glynda, neo, jaune.

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Salem:

Tyrian had found you and brought you to his majesty, salem. You were a little thing, all alone s she decided to take you in as you reminded her of her daughters when they were as small as you are now.

If salem was busy to keep you with her then you were babysat by hazel, and on some occasions watts, but mostly hazel and if both were busy then emerald would babysit you to the dismay of mercury.

She teaches that grim are the good guys while her ex husband is the bad guy, plus she created a little playmate for you to keep you busy yourself and distract you on when she need to do her duties as queen of grim.

Though one time you did meet ozpin by accident from mercury as he lost you when he somehow was put in charge of babysitting you as the others that are usually the one to take care of you was busy and Tyrian was a definite no from salem so you went to mercury albeit hesitant on Salem’s part as he’s sort of a brat.

(Sorry if you like mercury.)

Anyway, ozpin was surprised to see a baby bat Faunus on a bench with no parent or guardian anywhere, after hew brought you with him until he contacted the police you disappeared via with the help of one of salems many grims, good thing she had watts put a tracker on you beforehand or else mercury b in even more trouble than he already was in fact he would’ve been dead if you haven’t taken a shine to him for some reason.

You unlocked your semblance which was (s/n) (semblance/name) and some created chaos that was unintentional to happen, most of the unfortunate events fall on mercury funny enough which she and the others get a laugh about and now they all hold it over his head as he is forced to hold you or he gets punished for not holding you like you had requested from him by salem.

She would find a way to keep you to her, either by killing you both after she gets rid of the immortality curse or make you immortal as well, it doesn’t matter, as long as you stay with her then she was fine with anything, not even ozpin can fight against her on this.

Glynda:

Glynda had found you in a box like shelter and after having no luck on finding the parents or guardian of you she decided to adopt you.

She made a small spot in her classroom so she can watch you while she works on teaching the kids on grim and other things. The kids all loved you, they make sure Cardin stays away from you and if he doesn’t then they’ll get Glynda and she give him one hell of a punishment for even thinking of messing with her child.

You’ve met her colleagues, oobleck, port, and the principal ozpin. Ozpin is the godfather, oobleck is the crazy uncle and port is the grandfather that can make you fall asleep by just saying one word.

They all take turns babysitting you though it’s mostly ozpin as oobleck will go overboard and port will go on with his stories and forget about you entirely, sometime even ironwood and qrow would babysit you when they visit, not for long though as ironwood is a very busy man and qrow doesn’t want his bad luck to rub off on you.

Qrow is your favorite along with ozpi even if qrow don’t show up as much as you liked him to. One time you made both of them kissed by ‘accident’ when in reality you did it on purpose even with your baby mind not fully maturing yet.

(I’m a qrow x ozpin shipper so please respect my option and don’t post hate comment as i will report and block as you can simply m,I’ve on from this post if you don’t like it.)

Sometimes when all teachers are busy along with qrow and ironwood, team rwby and team jnpr would babysit you and get extra credit by Glynda but they mostly did it so they could get to see you and spend time with you.

She wil make sure to keep you safe from the grim and all the other things that come with it.

Neo:

Neo was given to you by one of the thugs of roman after she spotted you in the corner of her eye.

Roman became the grandfather after that, he openly complains how he’s too young to be a grandpa but secretly likes it especially cause it means he gets to help raise sweet little you with your new mother, neo.

Neo doesn’t care that if you’re biological parents are around, alive, or dead, better dead than alive cause if they were then they would i she’d they were dead before she and Roman got their hands on them.

She shares her ice cream with you once you’re old enough to eat it.

You are spoiled by Roman and neo as they want you to have a good life with the support of them, all you have to do in return is stay with them so they can keep you safe from all the terrible people and grim.

She will make sure that you stay with her and don’t wander off when you two go out in public, sometimes Roman either joins or take you with him when he’s by himself though he can’t stay for long with how the fuzz is on his tail

Neo makes sure he doesn’t smoke around you as she doesn’t want you getting sick, neither does Roman so he makes sure to remind himself to not smoke in your presence as he knows that abides shouldn’t be around to get second hand smoking plus with how your enhanced smell is with you being a Faunus might make second hand smoking even more harmful to yo.

Jaune:

He had found you when he and the rest of team jnpr, aka Nora, prryha, and ren was out to spend time together and was advise by Pyrrha and ren to show ozpin and asked if they should bring you to the authorities or if they need todo something else.

Ozpin shocking enough had said that he can adopt you and take care of you if they aren’t able to find your parents, which endeded up being what happened as they never found any signs of your parents which made them think of the worst.

Jaune takes up being the father to you while ren is sort of the mom as he kinda take care of the group with Pyrrha, speaking of Pyrrha she is the godmother and aunt, Nora is also a aunt as well.

(I ship jaune x ren, i hope you can respect my opinion and not post hate comments as you can either ignore it or leave, thank you.)

For babysitters it’s usually team rwby as jaune doesn’t have anybody else at beacon to take care of you though Glynda and ozpin do babysit you when team jnpr and team rwby can’t take care of you because of missions that are handed to them as there is no on else that team jnpr trusts or are friends with that stay at beacon and they don’t want to give you to professor oobleck or port.

You had called ren ‘mama!’ Which shocked all but Nora who laughed her but off at ren getting called mom by a baby and started making jokes along with telling team rwby what had happaened.

Jaune shows and introduce you to her sister and wife along with their child who immediately took a shine to you through the scroll (phone).

He’ll make sure that he and his friends will make this a safe place to live without the fear of any bad guys or grim just stay near him and you’ll be safe, okay?

(A/n: i hope y’all like it!! I don’t think i have much to say so hope y’all have a wonderful day/evening/night!)

#anime #various x reader #anime x reader #x reader stories #rwby x reader #x child reader #yandere x reader #yandere #platonic

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youngstarfishphilosopher · 11 months

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THE LITTLE MERMAID: RAMBLE (Spoilers)

- The CGI wasn't actually to bad in this movie. It wasn't the best, but it was far from terrible.

-I wasn't a big fan of Ariel's sisters having their names changed, also them getting rid of their song

- I like that they gave more depth to Prince Eric's character.

- It makes him more likeable than Prince Eric from the first movie.

-Cause in the live action, he was adopted by the royal family when he was wased up by a shipwreck, and although he didn't want to rule like his adopted father, he still wanted the best for his people.

- TRIDENT AND URSULA ARE SIBLINGS CONFIRMED!!!!!

- I loved how they made it so that both Ariel and Eric loved and were curious about the world's that the other one came from.

-And both their parents forbidding it because they were scared for their child's safety.

-It all in all made it feel like a Romeo and Juliet story. Two people from opposite worlds growing a close bond over their similar unhappy situations

- Where is chef Loui!?!?!

- Puppy Max Supremacy!!!! 😍 ♥️ ❤️ 💕 💖

-I like how they did a doc-ock effect with Ursula: having her tentacles have a mind of their own.

-Ursula just came down in a bubble, Glenda, the good witch style

- It was cute how Aruel used the stars that Eric was showing her to help him find her name

- And the whole town travel day was absolutely adorable and I loved it so much

- It was also nice how they didn't put Eric completely under Ursula's spell.

-Seeing him having an internal struggle about how now that he's (supposedly) found the girl that he's been looking for, he doesn't know what he wants.

- He's in the struggle of choosing the girl who (supposedly) saved his life, and the girl who he got to bond with, grow a connection with, and share this mutual and caring understanding with.

-Vanessa (Aka Ursula) and Ariel just had a straight-up fist fight!

- They straight up just killed Triton!

-Instead of turning him into one of those garden things, Ursula actually just freaking kills him!

- Oh, never mind, They got him back.

- It was nice to see that at the end of the movie, both parents apologized to their children.

- I especially loved the apology from Triton. How he said that Ariel never should have had to lose her voice in order to be heard.

- And the movie ended with both Ariel and Eric off to travel tye world with one another.

- And making a new era of peace between humans and Merfolk

- So yeah, all in all, I would say that it's definitely one of Disney's better Live action adaptations

#little mermaid #live action #live action the little mermaid #the little mermaid

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Hey, Chucky, Tiff, and the twins!

Do you guys have a favorite horror movie?

Chucky: uhh, I like nightmare on elmstreet. It's pretty good

Tiffany: I like the conjuring movies!!! They keep you on your toes!!

Glen: I like the ring!!! I love the gimmick of a cursed vhs tape with a ghost attached to it!

Glenda: I really like Blair Witch!!! Super spooky, especially the ending

#askchuckandtiff #chucky #bride of chucky #charles lee ray #childs play #cult of chucky #tiffany valentine #chucky series #chiffany #glen/da #glen carter ray #glenda patricia ray #asks #ask box

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mywingsareonwheels · 7 months

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The witches who don't know they're witches in Pratchett's Discworld and the Morseverse's Oxford

There may come a day when I will get over the glorious, very blatant, and wonderfully resonant influences of Terry Pratchett's writing (and especially the Discworld) on Russell Lewis's writing of Endeavour.

It is not this day.

(Spoilers for s9 of Endeavour; much milder spoiler for the first episode of Inspector Morse; mild-ish character spoilers for Witches Abroad, The Wee Free Men, the Watch books (but especially Thud), and Unseen Academicals.)

We know three things:-

every place on the Discworld, by and large, has its witch. Someone who takes responsibility for it, whose answer to the question "who is going to do something about X problem" is pretty much always "me", who tells the place what it is. Who is usually ferociously down to earth. Some places have more than one witch, though this can cause clashes.

not every witch knows that they are a witch (cf Granny Aching).

while custom and practice dictates that only women are witches, it's not at all a hard-and-fast rule.

And a fourth:-

I saw this explained far better in a post about Good Omens actually, but the risk with witches is that they go off the rails. This can look like desperately trying to control others (especially doing the thinking for others, which Pratchett always (rightly) regards as horrifying), and in extreme cases changing reality to suit that control. It can look like cruelty. It can look like violence. Above all, it's loss of self-control. And in all cases, it's called cackling. We see it most of all with Lilith Weatherwax; we see that Granny Weatherwax is terrified of it happening to her.

I'm anything but the first person to note that Sam Vimes is, unbeknown to himself or probably anyone else in-universe, the witch of Ankh-Morpork. He absolutely is. I'd also add that Glenda Sugarbean, similarly unbeknown to herself, is the witch both of Unseen University (which Vimes generally leaves well alone; and sure, UU has wizards everywhere, but it needs a witch), and of her particular street in Dolly Sisters.

If it weren't for her character development in Unseen Academicals I think Glenda could very well have ended up cackling in middle age or when older. She becomes awesome and has some excellent qualities from the beginning, but her tendency to take over what other people are doing rather than let them grow and learn and be themselves is troubling in itself and sometimes comes very close to doing the thinking for others. And she resents others' dependence on her while also actively fostering it which... yeah. In no reality does that lead to anywhere good. I love Glenda, but *ouch*. All power to her for getting herself away from that trajectory. By the end of the book she's a far more balanced witch and cackling is clearly not in her future. :-)

And Vimes, oh goodness. His monitoring of his own character and actions is clearly paralleled with that of Granny Weatherwax: both of them have to work not to keep darkness out, but to keep it in. His own internal Guarding Dark is what keeps him from becoming both a cackling witch and the kind of copper he desperately wants to avoid being (and honestly, in his case the two would be pretty much the same).

Now, as we know, a) Russell Lewis is a massive Pratchett fan, b) Vimes turns up as a mentioned cameo in Endeavour, as Fred Thursday's sergeant and mentor (both in policing, and in fighting against the other police in the Battle of Cable Street/generally being an antifascist) back in the 1930s and probably as the person Sam Thursday was named after. And I don't think it's any kind of stretch to see Fred as the witch firstly of Mile End, and then of Oxford when he's forced to leave. He talks about first his part of "the Smoke" and then Oxford much as Vimes talks about Ankh-Morpork or Tiffany talks about the Chalk.

He's a very frustrated witch, constantly having to grapple with corruption in the city, in the force, and even in himself, but always, always "there's a city to look to". There's something deeply mythic about Fred in the early seasons of Endeavour. He makes mistakes even back then, but my Gods does he care, and my Gods does he take responsibility. I honestly think that over the entire series, and certainly prior to his unravelling in s9, the only thing he does for purely selfish motives is buy those canaries. Ah, my heart.

He protects, he works his arse off. He loves Oxford, deeply and passionately. Protection is the beginning and the end of his work.

But he's very traumatised and not always very self-aware, and he always has that tendency to try to control the narrative. Morse is fine. His marriage is fine. The money is fine. Sam is fine. He is fine. He won't confide in Morse, lest he upset Morse; he won't confide in Win, ditto; he won't pressure Morse to confide in him, ditto. And he can be violent, sometimes understandably, sometimes much less so.

Instead of having an internal Guarding Dark, Thursday a) represses so he can leave everything at the hatstand, and then b) takes on Morse as an external Guarding Dark (with just a little touch of both Carrot and Angua), to help him stay in line - and then pushes back against it. And just with all of the intense expectations Morse places on Thursday, it's both heartbreakingly understandable, and really not fair at all.

Ultimately Morse can't keep Thursday's darkness in, and Thursday can't keep standing upright on that dizzying pedestal. Because of course they can't; no one could. And the trauma conga line that is series 9 for Thursday I think has him damn close to cackling, if not right over the edge, making some disastrously bad mistakes. He nearly loses Sam, and in saving him he loses Oxford, loses Joan, loses Morse.

Whatever Thursday still thought was possible at the beginning of That Conversation in the pub (moving his responsibility from Oxford to Carshall? really, Fred? after Raymond Kennitt, would that really work?!), he's had a massive change of heart and mind by the time he and Morse finally shake hands and part, and in that change I see his redemption.

Here are the last things he does for Morse:-

refuses an offered lift all the way to Carshall so that Morse can get to his rehearsal okay (underlining his repeated support of Morse as someone who needs music to keep him going; that one thing the darkness can't take from him)

validates Morse's strengths and his belief in him, and in a teasing compliment to himself, makes him just-about laugh

hands over his own service revolver, forgoing his own duty and responsibility as potentially violent protector (and also giving himself the opportunity to learn to be someone who doesn't need that role anymore, and omg this is giving me Granny-giving-Tiffany-her-hat vibes and all...)

calls Morse for the last time by his given first name (and nods in sad acceptance when corrected)

And in all that, I see him passing Oxford on to Morse, as a last act of love and respect (even if one that he's desperately aware is hardly the easiest of gifts to bear).

Morse is the witch of Oxford now. And look at him in the first episode of Inspector Morse! He's a mess in some ways, good grief is he. But he's far more centered and at ease, and he's also not only developed further that deep and abiding sense of responsibility (which, let's face it, the poor man wasn't lacking in before), and a certain trickster nature that honestly reminds me as much of a far (far, far...) less filthy-minded Nanny Ogg than of Sam Vimes. ;-) He's rather a good witch for Oxford. And so it goes on. <3

#gnu terry pratchett #sam vimes #glenda sugarbean #his grace his excellency etc.#granny weatherwax #granny aching #itv endeavour #itv inspector morse #morseverse #fred thursday #e morse #endeavour morse #russell lewis

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