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[aliendeity]

you cannot advertise to me in a way that matters.

[chysgoda]

September 07 Morsel

A Desertwalkers story

Bel was having a good day. Under her arm was a package that contained the last of the things she wanted for her room here in Stonewood. Everything else would go into storage at her parents’ house just outside the city. She’d picked up a bag of candied nuts from a street vendor who’d set up between the train station and post office, hopeful they’d catch some coin from visitors with more to spend then locals.

She munched on sugary morsels and considered what shelf space she had. One of her reference manuals, several of her journals of notes from the arcanist academy, and the last two Ada Fairlight papers that had been published. (As far as she knew, she hadn’t heard about any new ones from her academy friends she was still in touch with.) she should still have plenty of room on her shelves for the journals she was binding as practice for creating a new grimoire.

She ignored the sound of a coach behind her. There were people coming and going from Stonewood all the time, it wasn’t anything special. As it passed by her a head with familiar brown hair and ceruleum blue eyes leaned out and made eye contact with her. Bel’s breath seized up in her throat and then she coughed violently when half chewed nuts tickled the wrong side of her throat. She dropped the nuts and bolted in through the nearest door to her.

She pressed her back to the wall and screwed her eyes shut. All it meant was that the hazy memory of a lab was layered over the back of her eyelids rather than whatever room she was standing in. She didn’t remember much about that day beyond flash bulb images and the shift from the giddy joy of having an adult’s attention to confused, consuming terror. As she’d grown up she’d learned to deal with the terror. But it could still catch her unawares.

Grandma Athena Lahabrea was in Stonewood.

Bel opened her eyes and blinked at the sight of the interior of the Salt Lick. Well, she thought, this was the last place in town she wanted to have a break down. She forced herself to take in a deep breath and release it. She might as well go and buy a drink as apology for disrupting the day.

[beetacome123456]

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[satoshy12]

Jazz and Danny "Zatara" Fenton, Maddie Zatara

Maddie Zatara married Jack Fenton of the a Witch Hunting Family, well a ex-Witch Hunting family. She and her family, other than Alicia, are very, very very very aliended. She doesn't believe in the way they do magic; it's science, and she will just prove it. + Danny has learned conjuration as a way to summon ghosts from the Ghost Zone in fights. Most are normal ghost animals or the ones Vlad once had as pets. But he could summon Wulf or Cujo too with it; Frostbite was still too hard to really work. + Maddie was at first confused about why her science-loving son would learn magic, but Danny told her his powers allow him to control phenomena using equations and formulas. + With just an answer to the equations and formulas, he could control the powers around him and others. The summoning was something he learned as a backup. which is the truth; it made his ghost powers much stronger after he understood how it worked. +

Maddie:" HA! SEE SCIENCE! Stupid family never believed me!"

[sunb1eeder]

tumblr user @aliendeity wants to be me so bad it makes her look stupid

[hungwy]

Just saw your aliens post from october and am confused. Are these three different species of aliend deciding the meaning of the word or three aliens from the same species. This matters

no need to be confused about it. for the past is part of the present, and any present is a gift, and for gifts it is the thought that counts. and thoughts are the past tense of thinks, and thinks are where i do my dishes. in this we can determine that "dishing out" has some relevance, but it is unclear what. hope this helps!

[horrifically]

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[oldbutchdaniel]

idk if u seen this but its so interesting https://www.tumblr.com/aliendeity/729992813802061824?source=share

holy shit. transmasc louis transmasc gabrielle and a blunt

[godisaknife]

thanks to @in-your-walls for tagging me <3 sorry it took me ages!! here’s me in this picrew and the last song i listened to <3

tagging @saintflint @emiliosandozsequence @oppaihun @alachii @persephonethewanderer @aliendeity <3

[aliendeity]

btw this is not a “which do i find LEAST disgusting” poll. this is for the freaks who want to be covered in natural substances

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[chysgoda]

September 13 Telling

Another Way: Found Out

Spoilers: Stormblood

Art’imis Chysgoda is told about her daughter’s current endeavors.

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Something was making the back of Art’imis Chysgoda’s neck itch.

It wasn’t Lolorito’s agent in Kuagane. (She was still annoyed that he brought up ‘stealer of pants’ in front of the twins. You take one set of pants from a jack ass at an after party and suddenly it’s a thing.) It wasn’t that this plan to make Garlemald fight a war on two fronts worried her. (It did, but not in an itchy way.) it wasn’t even that the twins were just a hair taller than her and she didn’t know when it happened. (She did, but was in denial about it.) she scratched at the scales on the back of her neck trying to alleviate the itch that seemed to radiate from her soul.

Art’imis debated wandering out to the pleasure district. Maybe exercising the beast with two backs would help. She pushed herself up and off the rented bed. She’d let Alisaie and Tataru know where she was going, that way they wouldn’t worry. Art’imis blinked, her ears popped and there was a rush of displaced air and a small dragon hovered in front of her face.

Well that kind of attention explained the itching.

“Warrior,” Midguardsommer greeted her, as grave as he always was.

“Midguardsommer, how can I help you?” Art’imis eyed the small avatar of the father of dragons. The ancient king was not in the habit of popping by for a casual chat.

“Your daughter was not able to avail herself of the knowledge kept within the stone that the knights dragoon use and has sought help from my son.”

Art’imis arched an eyebrow. She couldn’t say either fact was surprising. Aymeric, the Knight Commander of the dragoons, and she had spoken at length about if someone who’s family did not have the blood of Ratatasker could even use one of the dragoon soulstones. Aymeric and the knight commander had agreed to let Bel try, but did not have much faith it was even possible. She wondered who Bel had convinced to go out to Dravinia with her.

“Hrasvalger thought to deter her by requiring a task he believed she would not attempt to accomplish.” Midguardsommer continued in that slow measured way dragons had that made every other intelligent race on the star want to yell at them to hurry it up.

“Are you telling on your son?” Art’imis asked incredulously.

“He required that your daughter divest herself of Hydaelyn’s blessing before he would consider her request for aid.”

Art’imis blinked. There were several responses she could have to this. She decided to clarify the situation first, “Hrasvalger, told my daughter that if she wanted his help to do the thing that she has been dead set on doing since she decided that Ishgard was home and she would help protect it, she would need to remove the blessing of light. One of the few things that can keep MANY undesirable things from happening to her, which includes the Ascians. My daughter who has hated Hydaelyn since we found out that the mother crystal was using her aunt as a puppet-”

“That is not a very reasonable-”

“She’s fourteen! Reasonable is not in the equation,” Art’imis took a breath to get her temper back under control, “hopefully whoever Bel talked into taking her to the Zenith told him off before they went back to Ishgard.”

Midguardsommer was silent for several moments. Art’imis started going through the list of people Bel could talk into going with her, Estinien was most likely. She could beat his ass if she needed to. After another moment the old dragon spoke again, “She came alone when she sought out an audience with my son-”

“SHE WHAT?!” Art’imis had no doubt that the entire floor of the inn heard that, she also did not care.

“And she found a way to accomplish the task.”

Art’imis blinked again and went to the armor stand where she had hung her field leathers to air out. Midguardsommer watched her get armored up in silence until she grabbed her sword and shield. She felt his focus change and spoke first, “I’m just going to talk to them.”

“Art’imis Chysgoda-”

“I just want to talk,” Art’imis repeated herself. “At most I’ll throw one of his eyes in the siren song sea so he has to go fucking diving for it. And she is fucking GROUNDED for the rest of her life.”

The father of dragons evidently found this to be acceptable as he didn’t speak up again as she settled her shield on her back and walked out of her room and down the hall to Alphinaud’s room.

“SHE DID WHAT?!” A changing voice cracked as it shouted, disturbing the inn once again.

In Art’imis’s room, Midguardsommer considered whether or not he should let the Warrior of Light know that the next task was to recreate the blessing and if he should be concerned for his son’s life.

[saintsodomy]

ripley. he/they trans bi 🔞

main is @aliendeity

primarily bdsm/shibari/hierophilia

i block strictly porn blogs that are clearly made by men. sex workers are welcome here <3

[sillyname30]

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[yoongsisbae]

For ask game 16 !

16. What’s an AU you would love to read (or have read and loved)?

I would love to read more soulmates AU, they used to be so popular now I can't find any or the authors deactivated 😭😭 (yells at myself for not finishing mine yet) gimmie a-y/n sees color when she finds her sm au angsty and fluff fest. someone should do a case study on the trends in fanfic and why aus shifted from readers wanting a soulmate to wanting demons to fuck them instead 😂

I also love dystopian futuristic AUs, like DNA by @btssavedmylifeblr or Natural Borns by @aliendes or The Reaper by @deepdarkdelights I just love reading the world building and different terminology authors choose, and I freaking love the creativity of it!! Dystopian is one of the hardest genres imo and stories like that deserve so much love and appreciation!

questions for fic writers

[csh0s]

funky lil aliends