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[solacebean]

More design changes and tweaks, so happy to finally have a decent design for Dark

[drvinaybajrangiji]

 Why do marriages break?

Moon’s position and personality of bride and groom have to be checked before marrying someone with malefic placement of planets as malefic planetary influences, usually are to be blamed for marital mishaps. People who cannot adjust themselves to changing marital situations, go for divorce usually and this is why marriages break.  They are usually low on tolerance and patience, and hence need someone who is kind, caring and considerate.

Apart from matching social status, one must one must have yogas for health, longevity, sound finance, healthy kids, fidelity and committed nature, good mental health, absence of mangalya dosha, mutual harmony, and lastly a matching of at least 22 gunas and above out of 36 that should help the marriage be successful.

Can kundali matching predict marriage break?

Kundli Milan is a compatibility determining tool which takes into account all aspects of marriage especially doshas to see if the couple are well matched. 

Kaal Sarp Dosha is formed when all the major planets are hemmed in between Rahu and Ketu. It can cause a break in academics, or career, business, mental or physical weaknesses, problems in marriage, and so on.

Pitra Dosha is the ancestral debt which we have to pay on behalf of our forefathers as a punishment for their sin. Sun and moon conjunction or Rahu and Ketu conjunction especially in the 1st, 5th, 8th, or 9th houses can create this dosha.

Nadi Dosha can cause difficulties at child birth and host of other health problems.

Manglik Dosha is due to affliction of Mars in the birth chart. It can cause delayed marriage, marital discord, conflicts, and health hazards. But rectifying measures, can negate this effect to a large extent.

Dosha in marriages can bring about dissolution of marriage.

Separation yog in kundali

Following can predict divorce yog in kundali.

 If the lord of the seventh house is under the influence of the 8th or 12th house or their lords, it may result in separation.

If there are more than one planet placed in the 7th house, in conjunction with Rahu, will result in breakdown of the marriage.

Malefic planets occupying the 7th house and aspecting its lord causes divorce. Even Jupiter in the seventh house, causes divorce.

Moon afflicted by malefics can cause stresses and strains in the relationship. Mars connected to 1,4,7,8,12 houses with another malefic disrupts marital life and separates the couple either by divorce or death.

The 7th Lord in 6th house aspected by mars will cause unexpected divorce, but if it is aspected by Saturn it will lead to long drawn legal battle which then ends up in divorce.

Problems in married life

Astrological reasons for problems in married life are as given below.

Weak 7th house and its lord will weaken the bond between the couple. Unsupportive and inconsiderate spouses will disrupt the happiness in marriage.

Afflicted second and fourth house and its lord will cause fights and conflicts and spoil married happiness.

Malefic planets like Sun, Mars, Saturn, Rahu, or Ketu in the 7th house cause serious rifts between the couple.

Venus and Moon in conjunction will not lead to a happy marriage.

If Moon, Mars, Venus or Sun and Moon are in 7th house, the wife will have an extra marital affair due to husband’s instigation and hence will remain unhappy.

Rahu in 4th house in a female’s chart, indicates an unhappy married life and if he is afflicted the woman will have the problem of the other woman.

 If 7th house is posited with the malefic planet and 7th lord is his enemy, the woman will have constant quarrels with the husband.

When Saturn is in the 7th house, which is not his own house or his house of exaltation, the husband of this woman will be averse to her.

One must seek astrological help by getting an astro report for problems in married life analysed from an able astrologer.

Chances of Second Marriage

Some astrological combinations for a second marriage are given below. 

Malefic influences on 2nd and 7th house, can cause more than two marriages.

Second marriage is indicated if the Lord of 7th house is in the 4th or lord of 9th house is in the 7th house.

Conjunction of Mars and Venus in 7th house and lord of 7th house in the 8th house and Saturn posited in the 12th house shows the presence of a second marriage. 

When the 7th lord is Exalted, a second marriage is indicated.

If the 7th house is a Dual sign or 7th lord occupies Gemini or Sagittarius or Pisces, two marriages are indicated.

If the 2nd House from Lagna is strong and free from Malefic influence, a happy Second marriage is indicated.

These studies come under the category of Marriage astrology that deals with marriage problems and solutions. It takes into account all astrological aspects that rule this aspect of marital life and offers remedies.

Conclusion:

Happy marriage is a matter of luck that is heaven ordained.  Planets, as per our karma of previous lifetime, decide how and with whom we will be matched in this birth.  For some, it comes as a life lesson to be learnt whereas for some it is seen as a reward from destiny for their good deeds. It is really a complicated question as to why marriages fail.

Source Url: https://medium.com/@latemarriage/why-do-marriages-break-757819af607d

[dragonagetheories]

Note: A Letter in an Abandoned Home

The stone calls to me. In my dreams, as i shape it with chisel and hammer, it shapes me in return. My flesh twists, claws and fangs ripping forth. The light in the sky makes the stone so much louder.

The cave in the hills has good strong stone. I can shape it into something strong enough to keep me safe, if I hurry.

Jenden, if you're having the dreams, go talk to the templars. The war doesn't matter. Their job is to help when things are too frightening to deal with alone, and the only reason the templars didn't find you as a child is because your parents hid you away.

If carving helps you, here's a map to an old cave I stumbled on a few years back. I think it has the stone you like.

[kittyspring-creates]

Part two of stranger things rewrite caus f*ck you duffer brothers, rot. Anyway enjoy it also on my ao3 kittyspring

It was a little hard to think about Steve the hair Harrington just grabbing your lapel and kissing you in front of his ex, this child that's obsessed with him and a klutzy woman with motor mouth. When you had to draw attention away from a sorcerer's house and battle a bunch of bats with a kid that had no fighting instinct. Eddie did his best to push it down. Keep it out if his mind so he could focus on the bats. On keeping Dustin safe. Playing a number for the gang in dedication of Crissy. The small troubled woman that just wanted some help. The woman that he ran away from the moment things became to much for him. He gave the rift his all. Till Dustin stopped him and they jumped into the trailer for safety. There all around them came the screeching an whales of the skin creatures. Clearly upset about being denied their dinner. Till they got clever and started coming in the vents. Stupid trailer not being just a hunk of metal. Dustin again decided when it was time for them to leave. To go through the portal. He climbed up first as Eddie watched out for any stragglers getting through. The sound of their clawed feet chipping away at the door was deafening. Once on the other side Dustin yelled at Eddie to fallow. Which he started but then stopped. The holt alarming the young man on the other side. "Eddie lets go" he yelled and it came out as a near cry. But Eddie didn't move. He looked out at the door.

Thousands thoughts running through his head. Crissy, the whole town chasing him. The real villain in his story. How he was banished by society. How he ran like a coward. How he was running now. Running was the plan, Steve made it very clear to stick to the plan Nancy and Max made. Like it was flawless. But he was stubborn, felt like if he ran now he'd always be running. He let go of the sheets and Dustin screamed. He looked up at the young boy. The one that he had met that year, mentored in all the ways of DnD. Had gotten to know the depths of his genius and his true bravery in a few days. This small boy beginning to cry. Then an odd thought came to him. What if the bats fly into the gate that was open. It was so easy for them to jump between worlds and these things could fly. Steve's words ringing in his head to not be a hero. But he had to be, or those things might fallow them. He pulled out his pocket knife. Pure adrenaline running his body now as the boy screamed at him. He cut the rope so Dustin could not fallow. "Eddie" the boy screamed but the other ignored it. "I'm not running this time" he mumbled to himself. He grabbed his weapons, the spear and shield off the floor. The door spilled open with all the little bats.

Eddie quickly ran to the door, banging on his shield to get all their attention. He rushed passed the barrier. Quickly he jumped on the bike near by and began to ride away to keep them from fallowing Dustin through the gate. His adrenaline riding out his decision. Clouding his mind as he rode. Just as quickly as he got on he was pulled off. One of the Bats tossed their tails forward and wrapped around his bare neck. Eddie reached up to grab the appendage but was pulled off the bike faster then he could react. His shield and spear tossed about, out of reach. He was dragged around and the noise of the creatures got louder. Telling him they were closer now.

Eddie was thrown to the ground by the tail around his neck when he tried to get back up. And dragged a little, the rough ground unfeelable from his jean jacket. Thank goodness he had the layers he did. But the bats still found a way to bite into his flesh. They chomped on the sides of his stomach. Sharp and deep, much like the way they did to Steve. He screamed pathetically, his actions coming crashing down on him as he was forced to look up. The mass of the bats circled him like a tornado. But this time the eye of the storm was the most dangerous place to be. And that's where he was, his stupid idealism of being brave. His unchecked actions going against the warning he was given. His need to not run away landing him into one of the biggest mistakes he had ever made. The realization that he was going to die here, needlessly, hitting him. He wasn't gonna graduate, he wasn't going to be able to clear his name. He'd never see his uncle again. He'd never get to tell the man the truth. That he wasn't his father, it was just a miss understanding. He gripped the bats tail around his neck, burning in his lungs shooting through him. The wavering strength in his fingers telling him he was losing to much air. This was his end. This was Steve's warning. His eyes shot open, scared dark pupils looking up at the endless sky. A sudden realization hitting him at the thought of the preppy man. That kiss. That crushing, demanding kiss that was somehow soft at the same time was not a declaration. It was a goodbye.

A tear spilled out of his eye as he kicked about, more bats swooping down to munch on his legs, breaking the jeans and tearing more holes in the fabric. That haunting kiss from the king was him saying goodbye to Eddie. It somehow made him angry. How dare Steve say goodbye. How dare he silently state that he will never see Eddie again. The metal head clenched his teeth. He forced himself to roll over, squishing a few bats on his body. He reached for the shield near by and Swing it about. He wasn't gonna let this be his end. Pathetic Eddie, the cult leader, bleeding to death while itty bitty bats ate away at him. He tossed the lid above him, impaling the bat strangling him. He pulled it off and took in a much needed breath. He started batting them away as they flew at him. Spitting out some blood in his mouth. He forced himself up. He had to break through that wall they made, get back to the trailer or heck dive into one of the other ones near by. Stupid this was a stupid plan, needless and idiotic. He should of listened. Maybe they wouldn't of come through that gate after all.

He shook his head at the thought. Moving to defend himself from a few more creatures flying at him. Now or never he deterred. He pulled his jean jacket closed over his body, Dipping into the collar the best he could. He charged with a scream he rushed at the swirling wall. The bats latching onto the thick jacket. Once he was free of the circle he hurried to take off his jackets, he quickly tossed it at the group of them, leaving his bleeding torso defenseless. With just his thin hell fire shirt left to cover him. The fabric already coated in his own blood, and a few splashes of the creatures thick blood. He looked back, fear filling him now. What was he suppose to do next. He ran, the thing he's good at he told himself bitterly. He ran, hitting the bats that tried to grab him. This was hard, how did Steve make this look easier. "Eddie" a distant voice called out and he swiveled. Catching sight of Dustin exiting his trailer. A new fear filling his chest. If he was to loud the bats would notice him. Eddie clenched his teeth at the thought, he began banging his fist on the lid he held making the most noise as he screamed out slurs for the bats to pay attention to. They did and he was running again. This time keeping them away from Dustin. His legs hurt though, they were worse then before and he wasn't as fast. He just had to keep going though, get them to leave Dustin alone, to notice the boy he knew was crying. He was tackled by some, tossed to the ground and that sharp horror of his impending death pinged at him. With no denim to cover him the back of his shirt was ripped into. The vicious beasts scratching and tearing at his back. HE was screaming, forcing himself to keep moving to get them off. He wasn't gonna die, Not like this. Not with his uncle in the dark, his only family left behind. Not when Dustin hobbled around the upside down, crying for him. Not when he had to rub it in Steve's face that he was wrong and that goodbye kiss was meaningless. Cause it wasn't going to be goodbye. He yelled again as he cried, trying to will his determination but the pain was so over powering.

The blood loss making him dizzy as he spat out more. His vision a little blurred and he wasn't sure if it was the particles all around the dark world or his own unfocused eyes. He forced himself up and began to run again. Suddenly a loud rift filled the space of his screams and flapping wings. An over powerful song that had him covering his ears. He turned to look out at the trailer park, seeing the mass of bats change directions to the trailer house that imitated the sound. He took in deep breaths as they left him for the sound. A little relieved. Then he noticed movement. Dustin tried the best he could to peddle a bike with his clearly busted leg. He wasn't going fast but he was getting closer. Quickly Eddie rushed to him, keeping an eye out to make sure the bats weren't fallowing. When he was close enough Dustin got off the bike. His face drenched in tears. He sniffled "E-Eddie" he called out and the metal head covered his mouth with a dirty hand. Graven and blood coating his palm, not entirely his. He looked over at the bats that didn't seem to notice the sound. He removed his hand and Dustin tried to keep his voice down as he sobbed. The older got onto the bike, sitting barely on the seat so the other could get on. He did, Lifting his leg the best he could so he wasn't in the way. The bats circled the trailer and with the sheets cut there was no way they could get through safely. So Eddie just peddled, despite how much it hurt and he was sure the bleeding was getting worse with each motion. They needed to get out of there, get away from the bats and somewhere semi safe. He peddled and Dustin clung on to him rather hard.

The boy felt around Eddie's exposed back, teared from the attack. Wet where the wounds stretched over his body. The boy began crying more, still struggling to keep his voice down. With nothing but himself he gripped onto Eddie in a painful way making the other hiss. But he had to hold on, use himself as a cloth and apply pressure where he could to stop the bleeding. Eddie knew that was part of the reason, so he didn't tell him to stop. The other part was desperate relief, knowing he was alive. The bike ride felt like eternity until Dustin deemed it safe enough to speak over the rushing wind. "where are we going" he questioned, his voice hoarse, most likely from his sob fest. "The Creed house" Eddie answered a little struggled. His throat to hurt from the screaming and the strangling. "Why, lets go to water gate" The smaller insisted with more determination. Eddie took in a deep breath not liking that he was going to admit this. "I can't not alone. You can barely walk Henderson and I-I can't fight another swarm of those things alone" he licked his lips a little annoyed. "We need the others" he forced out. "And whos fault is that, you idiot you should of listened to Steve and fallowed the plan. It was a good plan" the boy mumbled the last bit with a sob in his throat. It hurt Eddie, stabbed at his heart. "I know that, I was an idiot. I just didn't want to run away anymore and hmmm her I am running away again" He hit the handle of the bike. "Its not running away, its called a tactical retreat" The boy screamed, Hugging him tighter. "S-Steve's going to be so mad" he whispered into Eddies wet back. The implication a little funny to the metal head. He smirked at the idea of Steve being mad that he did something dumb and unnecessary. It made the mistake seem a little better then just him being stubborn and let his emotions make decisions for him.

He peddled down the road to the creed house, distantly seeing something fall out of the window. The two zoomed passed the trees and other beaten houses to try and get a better look. But when they got close enough what ever that thing was, was gone. Leaving a few fires on the grass in it's place. Eddie stopped the bike, his breathing coming out struggled from all the pressure on his body. "They hell" the two heard come from the stairs of the house. They looked over to see the rest of the group. Specifically Steve as the rugged man jogged down the steps. Eddie smiled at them, cheekily. He raised a hand, the effort a lot harder then usual. "Hey there" he greeted and the candor seemed to startle the man coming to them. "Steve" Dustin called out. He let go of Eddie and tried to quickly get off the bike. He groaned at the pain in his leg, Nearly falling when he turned to look at the older man. Eddie got off the bike and stumbled into the boy. His legs like jelly. They both grabbed onto one another for support, somehow not falling to the ground in a hep. Eddie put an arm around Dustin and pulled him close. Dustin held the metal heads torso up so he didn't double over. He took in a straggled breath then forced a smile on his face. "What happened to you two" Robin questioned, close behind her best friend. Eddie stood up as tall as he could. He reached down and pulled up what was left of his shirt. Except his hands didn't want to function anymore after gripping the bikes handles as hard as he had. He glided the fabric up, showing blood and marks running down his body. "Look Harrington, We match. Hahaha" he let out a breathy laugh, the action clearly hard for him.

"You were suppose to stick to the plan" Nancy joined them. She stared at Eddie with her thinned mouth. Annoyed with the obvious reckless actions that must of taken place. "I Said no hero stuff" Steve added, more worried then annoyed. Eddie shrugged his shoulders as he continued to smile. "Couldn't help being cute" he spoke back, blood seeping through his teeth. Steve was at a lose for words, his brain stopping at the obvious filtration. Robin nudged his shoulder with a s mile that spoke of their earlier conversation. He glanced at her then back to the boys as Dustin began hobbling. Trying to get to Steve. "Eddie tried to save me, kept the bats distracted so they wouldn't fallow me" he quickly covered. "But the sheet was destroyed, there's no rope now to get back to the other side" he continued. Eddie looked away a little guilty and Nancy noticed the change in his demeanor. "Destroyed or cut" she asked, raising both her brows at the metal head for answers" Dustin glanced at her then back to Steve. "It's ok Henderson you don't have to cover for me. I did cut the sheet, I stood my ground and fought those things off from the gate. Keeping them from entering our world" Eddie twirled his hand as he spoke. "You're an idiot" Nancy directly sated. More angry that the man detoured from the plan and Dustin became hurt because of it.

Steve walked in between her and the boys so she'd focus on him. "Let talk about it when we get home" he offered. The woman looked away rather steamed. With a silent agreement the man turned to the boys. He looked right at Dustin, taking in hoe he tried not to stand on his one leg. "Come on Dustin, I'll carry you to the next gate" he turned and kneeled down a little so the smaller could climb on his back. Reluctantly he let go of Eddie. Making sure the man could stand on his own before hobbling over to Steve. "You better not drop me" he insulted as he placed his hands on the mans shoulders. In one swift motion Steve stood up with the younger on his back, clinging for dear life, his hold slipping with the blood coating him. Eddie watched the scene, all his strength in not falling right then and there. The exhaustion hitting his body, the mass about of adrenalin and stress from before making him feel sick and dizzy now. He looked over at Robin. The woman offered an awkward smile at him. She gestured forward and began walking. But he guess she miss read his expression for one of someone who was in trouble and not happy about it. He wasn't but he was mostly focused on staying up. "Hey Eddie" Steve called out and he tried to turn to look at the man.

The king held out a hand as the other held on to one of Dustin's legs. "Come on, you look like your gonna fall over. I'll support you to the gate" he offered, his voice so much lighter then the other woman's. Carrying and a little cheerful. It was almost enough to make Eddie break down and cry from the hardship of the mission. But he pushed that feeling down. Instead he stumbled over to Steve, His legs fighting him as he moved. He almost fell into Steve, grabbing onto his arm awkwardly to help keep himself up. The man twisted his arm to support him, catch him before he could fall off his feet. "We'll figure out a way to get through the gate, With Vecna hurt the bats should be shells now" Nancy told them all, beginning to walk down the path to the trailer. Everyone began to fallow, The boys lagging behind a considerable amount. Which was to be expected as Steve carried a teen on his back and supported a man on his right side. A man who also seemed to be having a hard time walking. "I-Its ok you know Steve began, raising his head to look at Eddie and tap Dustin behind him. "She's not really that mad, shes just worried about you" he raised his brows and bit his bottom lip like he was the one worried not Nancy. Eddie tried to hide the breath he was struggling to get in his lungs. He looked over at Nancy a little pained, like he was struggling to see her in the dark.

"Don't put words in my mouth Steve, I'm very mad at the both of you" the brunette shot back, shining a flash light their way. Aimed at Steve's chest. "What did I do" Dustin argued. "Other then jumping through the gate and hurting yourself to run after someone with a death wish" she presented. Clearly at a limit from the stressful situation. "What were you going to do when you found Eddie hmm die next" she continued. Robin placed a and on her shoulder to stop her. "I-It's not that bad. Their both alive for you to yell at them and plans always go sideways no matter how perfect. Like when we went to go see creed in that facility. We didn't plan on running away and we did. S-so maybe Eddie had a good reason for you know messing up the plan" she offered, helping no one. "He didn't mess it up ok. He just wanted to...not run away anymore" Dustin added, sounding a little deflated. The metal head rolled his head at the group, most of his strength focused on walking. Unable to come up with a comeback as more blood filled his mouth for him to swallow back down. "It's ok Right Steve" Robin said like she had just finished a long ramble that Eddie forgot to pay attention to. He looked at her then at the man that was supporting him. "Steve" Dustin asked at the silence that fallowed.

"Nancy's right it was reckless" he finally added. "we had a perfect plan, you two be decoys and escape to the safety of our world" he recited. Eddie clenched his teeth angerly at the mild lecture. "Pff oh what Steve did we take away the spot light of being hero's from you, you're so short sited, only Steve can be reckless and put himself in danger but then its the end of the world if anyone else does it" Dustin ranted a little, trying to defend himself and Eddies actions. He had to know it was a dumb move. He had even told Eddie it was earlier. Steve jostled him, tossing him further up his back for better support. "I will drop you, I don't care about being the hero. I said stick to the plan cause it was a good plan that would of kept everyone safe" he spoke loudly to Dustin. His sights turned to Eddie and his voice dropped octaves. The anger leaving his face. "Now look at you, your hurt" the metal head would of blushed if he had enough blood left to do so. What remained in his body was pumping through his body, trying to keep his temperature stable. He knew Steve was speaking right at him. Despite how everyone else took it.

He looked away a little ashamed. Steve let out a sigh while Dustin muttered in his ear about how stupid, Steve was being and how he was ok. He ignored it. A smile spread across his face and he reached for Eddies hand the best he could. Feeling how the other was actually using his arm to steady himself. He gave a gentle squeeze over the ringed knuckles. The Metal head looked at him with those big dark eyes of his. Wide and vulnerable. Steve moved his hand back, stretching out his arm to hold on to the whole of Eddie. "I'm glad your ok" he told the man. Again Eddie darted his eyes to the ground. Trying to find the strength to be his usual self. He smiled bashfully, knowing Steve was still staring. He glanced over  more playful look on his face. "Who me, of course I'm ok. You know. Gave a concert of a life time to a teen and lived out a magic metal fantasy before it came crashing down by tiny bites and blood. All for a victors quest" Eddie played, trying to steer off the blushing on his face or the pounding of his heart. Steve chuckled at him. "You didn't run away, even if it was the better option. You fought rather bravely...Eddie the banished" Steve joked making the other go wide eyed. To baffled to retort. The smile on Steve's face was something so warm and inviting to Eddie. The last person to look at him like that was murdered before his eyes. Crissy was something else, something sweet which met an unfortunate end. He pushed those thoughts away, she was avenged now. And right now it was Steve looking at him like that.

Steve was proud of him, he was smiling and complementing only him. Not looking at Nancy or how tight her cloths were. Not rushing to talk to her and tell her all his secrets. But right here with Eddie, calling him by his nick name in all this. Supporting him. Kissing him. Steve had kissed him. Pulled him into it with no warning before all of this. A goodbye kiss. Eddie dug his fingers into the jacket sleeve. He bet Steve couldn't feel it with how thick the jacket was. His heart hammered and he briefly wondered if that was bad. He stared at Steve, his eyes dropping to those juicy lips. The ones that had parted from his as if it was the last time. But he wasn't gonna let it be. He crawled out of that tornado to prove Steve wrong. That it was not goodbye.

Steve was sure they were all gonna die and he still kissed Eddie anyway. But they weren't dead now. He had survived. Eddie bit back the lump in his throat. His heart having jumped there as he and Steve stared at each other. Always staring. He took a step closer to the old prep. He bit his lip as he looked Steve over. Knowing it was the wrong moment and screw Harrington for picking the best one. He leaned over a little in their walk and the man stopped. Catching Dustin's attention. But neither of them payed him any mind. Eddie slid up to Steve more so fumbling into him. He raised his hands, not sure what to do with them or what he was doing. Steve smiled again and leaned over stopping just before he touched the clumsy man. Letting him finish. Eddie moved the rest of the way, planting his lips on Steve's waiting ones. This time it was softer. Less stressed and demanding. More accepting and cautious. As if Eddie was admitting he was nervous and Steve was letting him know it was ok. The taste of metal between them growing from the blood forming in his mouth. But Steve didn't pull back. Not till a whistle and a grunt could be heard. The two leaned back a bit, still looking at each other for a second longer. Robin gave another whistle and Steve shook his head in response. "Lets go, we don't have time" Nancy warned them but it was clear she was fighting back a smile.

"Ugh seriously you guys, pick a better time. Preferably one where I'm not on Steve's back having to hear your sloppy make outs" Dustin insulted. Steve chuckled at him and Eddie smacked him lightly on the head. They continued to walk. Eddie closed his eyes for just a moment, reveling in the feeling of holding on to Steve and how bizarre and funny that was. King Steve, The Hair Harington. Kissed him. Eddie the freak Munson. Cult leader. A boy. He slinked his hand down, finding Steve's open palm at the end of the arm stretched across him. He spread his fingers out to fit in between the mans. His warmth making him realize he was cold. So cold. He rested his head against the shoulder that also had Dustin's arm draped over. It was warm to, comfy even. Distantly he heard them both call his name but he couldn't open his eyes. The world became dark and he was ok with that.

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Eddie couldn't feel the cold anymore. He didn't need to chase after the warmth Steve provided. He was fine now. He also couldn't smell the awful aroma of his sweat and blood mixing with the rot of the upside-down. Instead it smelt like sticky alcohol and weed. A familiar scent that he was confused about. His uncles famous pancakes accompanying the air. Slowly he forced himself to open his eyes. Confused by his senses. His dim light to bright for comfort. He blinked rapidly as his eyes focus, noticing the clutter of his room. He looked to the right of his room at his posters. But they were blocked from sight by bodies. Steve was the first one he recognized, The man sitting beside him. Distantly he could see robins big goofy grin by his wall, Nancy's stern stands as she crossed her arms. A man beside her he couldn't make out. A little ways down by his feet he could see Mikes thin frame. Eddie squinted his eyes at the three people standing by him. A woman with a buzz cut and another fellow in plaid. A bright yellow shirt sat beside the guy. But Eddie couldn't make out who it belonged to. He looked over to the left, Seeing the Saint Clare's side by side. Max stood beside Lucas, a bandage on her arm and crutches under her pits. But mostly he saw Dustin's big grinning face from beside him. He sat on the other side of his bed from Steve. "Hey" Eddie forced out, his voice foreign to him. "You're alive" Dustin tossed himself at him and the action was crushing. Eddie sputtered out in pain. Steve reached over and pushed Dustin off. "Alright Henderson back off, your gonna reopen his wounds" he warned cheerfully. Clearly glad he was ok to.

Eddie cleared his throat. "What I miss" he asked Steve more then anyone. The man shrugged his shoulder and tossed his hand up. "Oh you know just you falling into my arms" he teased and Eddie had to chuckle at him. "Get real" he insulted. But Dustin came back into his view. "No dude he's serious, you fainted and fell into him. He had to carry you in his arms to the gate" Dustin mimicked the motion with his arms. "Dropping me by the way" he pushed Steve. "We thought you were hemorrhaging, from the blood loss" Nancy reminded him like an insult to his stupid hero idea. "We had to patch you up here, it looked like you were going to die. Until Owens people showed up looking for Max" she gestured to the girl across the room. Eddie knitted his brows together. "O-Oh Owns this doctor, he keeps everything i Hawkins quiet for uh this girl. El's sake" Steve pointed out to the girl by mike. Eddie looked over at her as she gave a little wave. He was dizzy now from looking all around. "Ya she got you some medical help and blood" Max added making him change his sights again. "But we couldn't go to the facility so she had to patch you up here, Which works cause um your still wanted. Their trying to clear your name but till then you shouldn't leave this trailer" Steve added. The metal head rolled his eyes, more so to refocus.

"Eddie" a voice came from the door and again he forced himself to look over. The sight of his uncle entering the room made him jolt up. But Steve didn't let him get far. He kept him from springing up to far and popping a stitch. The man carried in a plate of flap jacks. Dustin moved out of the way, hobbling over to max and Lucas. The old man sat down and Eddie slowly sat up. The man set the plate down on the stack of magazines then turned to his nephew. He hugged the metal head and the man hugged back. Almost bone crushingly so. "I-I didn't do it" was all he could say. Wanting so desperately to tell the man he wasn't like his father. He wasn't a murder. He was unaware of the shuffling feet in the room as people began to leave. "I know, your a good kid" the man answered lowly. They broke apart, both smiling at the other like it had been years. Steve got up from the bed, catching his attention. "We need to go" he began. Robin bounced over to his shoulder. "We have some stuff to hand over to the shelter. AN earth quake happened and left a bunch of people scrunching for support" she tried to wink at him. Insinuating the earth quake was a result of whatever happened with their fight against vecna. "We'll be back later for dinner, try and rest. Stay low" Steve added as a warning. Eddie smirked at him playfully. "Haven't you learned Harington, I do the opposite of what you say" he joked but the look on Steve's face was filled with concern. It made Eddie falter in his teasing. "I'll stay this time" he promised, Marveled at the way Steve smiled from the answer. The two began to leave with the others. Soon it was just Eddie and his uncle and a plate of flap jacks to explain the whole situation over.

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Transformers AU “TF:Empire”

i need more transformers universes and i just want hasbro to hire me so i can make this anyways here’s something I’ve been thinking on. Its uh. got lotsa fun elements like sympathetic decepticons, titans as active characters, and cybertronian worldbuilding.

Cybertron and it’s inhabitants rely on titans to power their world. These titans are regarded as friends, family, minor to major gods even. The population depends on them. But when Cybertron is sudenly subjected to a Quintesson attack, the titans, without warning, leave and the planet goes dark. Few are left, and can only support the few bots that had been left behind.

The autobots divide into clans to search the galaxy for the missing titans while the bots left behind attempt to survive on a dead planet. Vengeful, they become the decepticons, after how they were decieved into “holding down the fort” when they believe in reality they had been left for dead. Many of them were lower class, prisoners, laborers. Those the elite deemed not iportant enough to join the expidition to find the titans.

The autobots end up finding some titans, and piece together the mystey of their scattering. They had been responding instinctively to a call from out in the cosmos: an elder titan, Unicron, was alive and had just woken up.

The autobots in Team Prime follow an energon trail through the cosmos, and it leads them to earth. Energon, the blood of titans, is abundant on this planet, but the titan itself is nowhere to be found.

Meanwhie, on Cybertron the Decepticons, take refuge within a titan known as Trypticon. Originally, the group was a ragtag gathering headed by Starscream, who was able to talk a good enough game to bring them together. Megatron, who had been left behind a well, soon took power, but out of respect for the previous leadership promised him second in command, thus setting off a rivalry between the two. The cons soon gain the ability to get off the planet, and look for a source of energy that doesn’t depend on titans that will abandon their planet arbitrarily. They cross paths with autobots and conflicts immedietly arise. Battles break out, and now decepticons want to find and claim the titans before the autobots do and rebuild society in their image.

The autobots come across more titans and more clues as to why they left. It all comes together when Unicron finally reveals himself: he hadn’t been hiding on Earth, he was Earth. And he was not happy to be found.

Unicron, in mythology, was a martyr figure, a titan who went missing or was killed in various ways depending on story /retelling.The real Unicron had been ambitious, and craved the ability to create something new and better than Cybertronians. He vanished from Cybertron, accompanied by his satellite and confidant, Kronos. The two roamed the cosmos and consumed planets in their wake before finding a remote solar system in a remote galaxy. They ate the third planet, and settled into dormancy, activating their life bearing state. They became Earth and its moon.

He wanted nothing to do with Cybertron or it’s people, and wanted to keep his “children”, humans, from their corruption. But because of the quintessons tracking energon to harvest, they had attacked Kronos and killed, who subconsciously set off the distress signal and caued the titans to enter a trance like state and pursue him before Unicron forced him to be silent.

The decepticons side with Unicron and decide to trick him into giving up his energy supply in order to jump start a now decepticon run cybertron. The autobots realize this would kill all life on earth and intervene. Battles ensue and many Decepticons and autobots switch sides as their priorities change. Decepticons who wanted a better, more just society switch factions Autobots who wanted to repower Cybertron at any and all costs switch as well. They take their ships and ammunition with them. 

This is where the classic battles really start- Its no longer guerrilla cons vs. elite autobots, both are equally equipped, equally in shock, equally reay to fight to the death, and now with human military getting involved, Unicron is pissed that his humans have to be exposed to this. Natural disasters are wracking the earth, titans are going haywire, quintessons are using this energy disturbance to pick them off one by one. Things are going absolutely bonkers.

Things skid to a halt when Cybertron’s host titan, Primus, is under attack by power hungry quintessons. Autobots, decepticons, and now humans rush to Cybertron for an all out battle. Things are looking grim, that’s when the titans return, heeding the call of Cybertron. But they still dont have the upper hand. 

Unicron has to make a choice: save Cybertron, or continue to be Earth’s source of life. 

Unicron exits dormancy, breaking open his planetary shell in a specific enough point not to cause mass extinction, and rush to aide Cybertron before life on earth begins to deterioate without him.

The autobots and decepticons form a truce, and as the human soldiers return to earth they find Unicron had already entered dormancy inside the planet again. Unicron, now alone without his satellite titan, is approached by the Cybertronians. The rift caused by Uniron’s departure is filled in by the two minor titans Metroplex and Trypticon. Thi establishes Cybertronian colonies on earth.

That’s all i got so far lol

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Sleepytime, Aurora ~One Shot

A Marvel Spoof Fic

Written in response to this gifset!

Words: 2k  | Masterlist

Premise: Our magical Marvel beings (Loki, Wanda and Strange) as versions of the fairy godparents to Aurora as they protect her from Maleficent (in this case Hela!)

OC: Aurora

Thank you @electroma89 for suggesting I write something for it! I had tonnes of fun, and even though the story isn’t fairy-tale-eque, I hope you enjoy it!

APPALACHIANS, 00:32 am

Energy crackled against the dark night setting of the Appalachians as an interdimensional rift tore through the fabric of the universe. Bright light poured through the rift, scaring the wild animals that slept under the cover of night. A body materialised out of this light and softly fell onto the thick snow -this less than graceful gazelle was named Aurora.

"Get back here!" Hela’s voice boomed across the rift, her long nails stretching out to peek through the dimensional curtain.

"Make me!" Aurora stuck out her tongue before she clasped her hands together to seal the rift.

Energy pulsed around her as she lay unconscious in the snow.

SANCTUM SENCTORUM, NEW YORK, 00:32 am

Strange had his nose firmly stuck in a thousand-year-old book; its words written in Aramaic -a translation spell causing the words to move and shift until legible with each page turn.

Wong was polishing the brass Centurion of Dismemberment downstairs, leaving the Cloak of Levitation to wonder about the room aimlessly.

Shimmering out through half-closed curtains, a crystal ball became agitated, displaying images of a mountain peak, a woman falling through a rift and darkly painted nails being severed once it was closed.

Curiously, the Cloak hovered close to the heavy drapes but was unable to move them apart.

The crystal ball began to whisper in a thousand angry voices too low for any of the mortals within the Sanctum to hear. In a panic of human-esque movements, the Cloak hovered in front of Wong's peripheral trying to get his attention.

"Not right now, I'm busy." Wong swatted the Cloaks coattails away carefully. "This is a very delicate procedure. One wrong move and I risk awakening the Centurion of Dismemberment. Even the slightest gust of wind could risk awake--"

The Cloak wouldn't take no for an answer and wrapped itself around Wong's midriff, pulling him backwards.

"The hell's gotten into you?" Wong frowned before using his sling-ring to singe the ends of the Cloak, causing it to let go abruptly.

"Oh, shi--" Off-balance, Wong's head hurled directly into the Centurion's folded brass exoskeleton.

GONG!

The noise travelled through-out the Sanctum.

Strange rolled his eyes when the loud noise disrupted the flow of his spell.

"Wong, can you keep it down?" Strange shouted before he mused quietly to himself in annoyance: "Is it really too much to ask for a day of quiet?"

In a hurry, completely ignoring the magical animatronic machine coming to life in great puffs of steam and groaning metal, the Cloak flew up to the sound of Strange's voice.

It tapped on Strange's shoulder several times only for him to subsequently brush him off. Then the sound of something large stomping around and crashing into things finally caught his attention.

"What in the--?" Strange turned to head down the stairs, the Clock tugging him in another direction.

The top floor of the rotunda was filled with several frightened apprentices using sling-ring whips to try and keep the Centurion in one place as his sword crashed into every glass casing.

Wong, having just been woken up off the floor, shook his head and used his magic skills to move each magical artefact away from the Centurion's path destruction.

"Strange, get down here! We need you!" Wong said with great effort as his magical abilities were being stretched thin.

Just when Strange took a step down the stairs, the Cloak had managed to pull his attention towards the shimmering light behind the thick red drapes.

"Hmmm," Strange said as he walked towards the strange lights.

The Cloak finally bringing itself to rest easily upon the Sorcerer Supreme's shoulders.

"Str- Strange? Where the hell are you going?" Wong demanded as he watched his friend walk away with disinterest in his eyes at the fact a live Centurion was slashing and knocking and stomping about.

"You've got it under control," Strange said nonchalantly without looking away from the light. When he pulled back the drapes, he read the inscription plaque fixed upon the crystal ball's stand out loud: "Upon this cutting of the Great Oak of Knowledge sits the Orb of Impending Doom. Beware the day its eyes are opened, for when the screams of guardians past gain their voice again shall be the final lament that foretells of the end of days..."

Strange rose his eyebrow in though, his arms folded around his midriff, one anchored up to rest his chin upon, "That doesn't sound very comforting."

"Wong! Hold down the fort!" Strange shouted from the other room as he opened a portal.

Between deep pants, Wong nodded his head, "Hold… the… fort! Right, no problem… it's not like that wasn't exactly what I've been trying to do!"

 APPALACHIANS, 00:40 am

Strange stepped through the portal, his cloak dethatching itself to hover to a humanoid looking figure a few feet away.

"This better not be aliens," Strange hoped.

The Cloak wrapped itself around a sleeping woman’s frame and lifted her off the ground like a hammock.

The portal, still open, let out orange shimmers, making the snow appear like it was set aflame. On the other side of it, the loud shouts and shattering noises coming from the Sanctum permeated through the cold air.

"So… this is the bringer of the end of days," Strange pursed his lips in thought. "Huh, I pictured something a little more… Well, more. Let's bring her with." He told the Cloak.

"Strange!" Wong's shout trickled out.

"First things first. Let's go deal with that Centurion."

 SANCTUM SENCTORUM, 06:30 am

Wong used magic to make the clean-up efforts go faster while the rest of the sorcerer's carefully levitated the now deactivated Centurion towards the vault in the basement.

When he was done, Wong made his way to the communal resting area where their newfound guest slept on a couch while Strange -floating cross-legged- looked through several hovering books open on different pages simultaneously.

"Anything?" Wong asked.

Strange just furrowed his brows.

"Maybe we should just ask her?"

"What if her waking up creates more problems than it solves?"

"Then, just like earlier, we'll deal with it." Wong was a bit bitter from earlier.

Strange set down from his sitting position and placed the palm of his hand on the sleeping woman’s face, "Wake."

Despite his awakening spell, the woman stayed asleep.

"That's unusual..." Strange uttered.

Then he felt the cloak tap on his shoulder and point at something at the end of the room.

Wong and Strange were surprised to see a copy of the exact same woman, partially translucent and standing with the edge of a coffee table passing right through her knees. She was incorporeal.

"Det er et bord som stikker ut av meg!" The projection shouted frantically.

"This is new," Strange stood from the girl’s unconscious body and walked closer to the semi-transparent version.

Wong cast a translation spell as the projection kept shouting and pacing about, "I think she's astral projecting."

"Who are you?" Strange asked after she passed through him. The feeling was odd.

"Polarlys, Goddess of Limbo and soothsayer to the restless dead. But my Uncle's call me Aurora," she said matter-of-factly.

"I'm Stephen Strange and this is Wong."

The Cloak swatted Strange's hand.

"And this is the Cloak of Levitation," He added.

The Cloak made a waving gesture.

"Greetings," Aurora said with a pleasant sing-song voice that made Strange and Wong stifle sudden yawns.

"Would you mind telling us why the Orb of Impending Doom thought you'd somehow be responsible for the end of days?" Strange asked when the outside world was overcome by an ethereal green hue, blocking out the sun and turning the sky a bluish-green colour.

"What is happening?" Wong said as he peered out the Sanctum's circular windows.

"That would be the impending doom you speak of," Aurora said with bulging eyes.

Out of the corner of the room, rainbow streams of light beamed down like a flashlight as Loki stepped out of the bi-frosts portal perimeter.

"Aurora, would you mind explaining to me why Helheim's gates are opening? And while you're at it, would you also explain why you're on Midgard?" Loki questioned with his finger waggling about, staring at her with disappointed brows.

Aurora shrugged like a teenager, face pulled into a long pout making her doe eyes seem even more pronounced. Immediately, Loki's expression changed into one less scary.

"Ah, Loki," Strange greeted.

"Imposter," Loki replied in greeting.

"You know her?" Wong asked.

"She's my concern, and the reason all mortals on your realm have fallen into an endless slumber.

"What?" Both Wong and Strange said completely unaware of that last sentiment.

"You're probably conscious because you possess magical attributes, or at least what humans pass for magic anyway," Loki said with his nose pointed high.

Wong conjured several birds-eye-view portals around him to confirm Loki's words, and sure as day, through each portal he could see countless humans slowly beginning to fall into a slumber causing chaos to erupt around them.

"I'll gather the apprentice's and other sorcerer's and try and contain the situation," Wong assured Strange before he made for the other room.

"Come on Aurora, get back in your body so I can take you back," Loki ordered.

"No!" Aurora pouted again, arms folding around herself. "You can't make me?"

"Yes, I can and I will," Loki inched further to her. "Now get back in your body or so help me I will--"

Having grown impatient with Loki's interaction, Strange had opened a portal to Timbuktu and swept Loki through it, forcing him out of the room.

"Now that we have some peace and quiet, mind telling why you're causing everyone to fall unconscious?"

Aurora sighed, "It's a protection spell..."

"Why do you need a protection spell?"

"It wasn't my idea. My mother is a little overprotective."

"Your mother?"

Before Aurora could elaborate, Wanda and Vision flew into the Sanctum through the open observatory window.

"Hello, Doctor Strange? Monk wizards? Anybody home?" Wanda asked the seemingly empty space. "Viz, you sure you detected an anomaly here?"

"I'm positive Wanda," Vison replied.

"We're in the back!" Strange shouted.

Suddenly, Loki rematerialized angrier than before, "Do that to me one more time, mortal and I'll have your--"

Strange accepted the challenge and swept Loki away into another portal.

Loki rematerialized just as quickly as he had disappeared, "That's it!"

Loki was about to charge at Strange when Wanda used her abilities to separate them to either side of the room when a subtle rumbling caused the walls and floor to trail cracks.

Several skyscrapers were threatening to topple into one another when Wanda shouted, "Viz take care of that, I've got things handled here!"

With a crack and a thunderous streak, a tear was sliced through the sky as a woman dressed in black and green with a helmet affixed with several sharp prongs sticking out of it descended from the sky -hundreds of swords materialising to form a circular perimeter around the Sanctum.

Wanda let go of Strange and Loki before she jumped out of the Sanctum and landed by an empty park in full view of the ethereal looking woman.

Loki and Strange followed suit.

"Wait for me!" Aurora groaned as she shimmered to their location.

"Who is that?" Wanda asked.

"I believe, that's Hela, Goddess of the Dead," Strange said knowingly.

"That's my adoptive older sister," Loki corrected.

"That's my mother," Aurora said with a deep exasperated sigh.

Everyone but Loki turned to her.

"What? Nobody's family is perfect!" She protested.

Loki chuckled as he summoned his sceptre, "Oh, she doesn't look happy."

"Aurora! I warned you about travelling to Midgard without my permission! You're in big trouble young lady."

Aurora's projection gulped, "Uh-oh..."

"Can't we just reason with her?" Wanda asked.

"Not when she's lost her temper," Aurora warned.

"So what's the plan?" Strange asked.

"We tire her out until her ears aren't blocked by all the blood rushing to her brain!" Loki said sarcastically.

Red, green and orange. Uniformly, Strange, Wanda and Loki took defensive stances as their signature magic colours wisped to life.

“Why couldn’t it just be aliens?” Strange whined as several magical swords embedded themselves into the tarmac and soft grass.

***

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[dent-de-leon]

Say leo, do you think we'll get pre-kerb flashback this season? Because its only seven episodes (i think??) and the whole thing with the rift and kuron and dnd stuff going on, i don't think we'll get it this season at least :'c

mmmMMMM,, if we look at the production numbers for the screenshots, it seems that a bunch of stuff with Lotor and galra politics are in episode 1. Keith and Krolia’s mission is episode 2, DND is episode 3, and just some standard paladin fight scene stuff from the rest of the episodes. So, if we assume the first episoe is mainly setup for the galra conflict and episode 3 is mainly DND with some background serious stuff (like Space Mall), then we’re basically left with 5 other episodes. 

With lines like “are you the real Keith” and “I know your weakness” going around, it seems like Operation Kuron is really comnig to a head. With that said, we might see something like…Kuron’s memories being probed to confirm whether he’s “their Shiro” or not, or maybe Keith realizing Kuron’s a clone and getting caught up in remembering all the other times he’d lost Shiro, what Shiro means to him, ect. It’s still possible to throw some flashbacks in, I think. Also, Sam’s headed to Earth. So maybe contact with the garrison will caus some more prekerberos info to resurface 👀👀

[anemdeviatge]

Dimarts 3 de setembre – Massai Mara

Avui després d’esmorzar a l’hotel ens han vingut a buscar els del safari i juntament amb una altre parella hem pujat en un jeep equipat expressament per anar a la sabana ja que té el sostre que es pot aixecar. D’aquesta manera una vegada allà, hi podem treure el cap per veure més de primera mà els animals.

A la sortida de la capital hem pogut veure la Kenya més pobre, aquella típica imatge de l’Àfrica pobre, amb cases de fang i carrers enfangats tots congestionats de gent. No obstant s’ha de dir que estan fent moltíssimes obres a la carretera, per el que sembla que hi ha recorregut per el desenvolupament. Al cap d’una estona hem parat al balcó de la vall del Rift, d’on s’ha inspirat la pel·lícula del rei lleó . Aquí hem vist com una marmota petitona que pel que es veu teu un parentesc amb els elefants. Inicialment no ens ho creien fins que ens hem documentat i he confirmat que realment és així.

Continuant el viatge hem agafat un camí de pista que ens ha fet un massatge a l’estil Kenyata durant un parell d’hores. Finalment hem arribat al complex on estarem els propers dos dies, que està dins de la Reserva Natural de Massai Mara.

Allà ens han atès molt bé, descarregant-nos les maletes (a canvi d’una propina), donant-nos una tovalloleta humida d’eucaliptus per refrescar-nos i servint-nos el dinar. Ja amb l’àpat coll avall ens han assignat una caseta i ens han donat uns minutets per descansar una mica. Hem descansat poc, doncs just d’avant la nostre cabana hi ha un niu de mangostes que eren molt actives entrant i sortint del seu cau. Ja al cap de poc hem iniciat el primer safari, d’unes 3 hores. Només sortir del complex, just al creuar el pont que l’aïlla del parc hem vist dos micos babuïns, i ja al pujar el cotxe a pocs metres hem vist una parella de girafes amb dues cries. La sabana està esquitxada d’animals: porcs senglars, gaseles, nyus, búfals, topis, zebres, impales,  ocells de mida considerable.... Els plats forts del dia han estat una parella de lleons mascles, dels quals hem estat a molts pocs metres de distància. Ells ens ignoraven, no obstant no deixaven de ser majestuosos i realment intimidadors quan badallaven. Desafortunadament la pluja ha fet acte de presència, no obstant hem pogut continuar veien la immensitat de la sabana, amb la seva gespa de pocs centímetres d’alçada esquitxada cada molt per arbres i matolls. Precisament en uns matolls hem vist també un dels altres animals més representatius de la regió, l’elefant africà, i no era un si no cinc! No obstant estaven tímids i no s’han deixat veure gaire per poder-los fer una foto. Amb això ha conclòs la nostre ruta d’avui. Ara a sopar i a sobreviure als atacs dels mosquits!!

[solacebean]

More CAU sketches

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CAU lineup sheet cause I desperately needed proper designs to doodle these fucks

[solacebean]

More Chained AU stuff with absolutely no context (I just wanted to draw Tears LMAO)