#gemini nt

[syffets]

[mikael-lynne]

This Gemini ♊✨

[tinnsgun]

I don't think i'll ever be ready to move on

[glendaportome-blog]

Prim is the girl in Gemini New MV too close to handle😍finally geminiprim Will collaborate 😍have been wanting them to work together for months🎉my geminiprim heart ahhh😍😍😍

[alisdump]

i need scissors to stay AWAY from him

[sirenadeloceano]

I just always wanted to live by the sea, as in when I sit in my room/living room/lounge area, the ocean is right there. Move to Cornwall? Move to Spain? Move back to Nepal? SPIRIT GUIDES, help me pls. Thank u n i love u

[miroslavkloses]

happy birthday miro i refuse to believe you're a gemini <333

[medlabmech]

I made a thing, yayayyyyy!!!!

So, a while ago, I saw that the creators of the Whinnie the Pooh slasher wanna make a Pinocchio horror too. Annoyed with the constant influx of shitty shock value horror, I wanted to write our dear P beat this thing up.

And my writer's block took that personally.

BUT

Now... I cooked!!!!

Hope you like it! Tell me if you'd like to read more! (I got continuation plans for this fight scene)

Tags: P vs original creature, violence, silent protagonist, action, horror elements, slight body horror

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“I suppose this is the place” chirped Gemini with uncertainty. P held his gaze at the rotten carcass of a manor at the top of a winding hill path. The light from the Monad lamp being of little solace.

It wasn't long since P’s lazy night was interrupted by a survivor. A woman, screaming hysterically of a hellish puppet of wood in the old Monad manor. A place so forgotten, even by those who built it, that it now looked completely foreign to Krat.

P half expected the woman to be exaggerating, something that was sadly taken out of the question with the unmistakable iron scent of blood hitting his nostrils as soon as he stepped into the house’s domain. Feelings have been more intense ever since his fully realised humanity…without that being always a good thing.

P gripped his weapon in hand -the two dragons sword, to ensure ease in combat in case thing went claustrophobic in there- and started pacing deeper into the maw of darkness.

“Eugh! I’m…I’m sensing something!” Gemini protested “It’s…it’s like Ergo but…ugh..foul…like…something that shouldn’t exist..” P almost sushed him in anger, before feeling it as well. Something in his heart…like a foul stream of poison mixing up with his Ergo…Something is definitely here…

a muffled sound of a thud was all that was heard, but it was enough to make P rush to it’s source like a hound. There in a horrible parody of a workshop, he found it. The crude wooden puppet of a boy, swinging a tool up and down with stilted movements. The tool’s target was a mass of flesh in the vague shape of a face, each thud a squelch that sent prickles of disgust up P’s skin. The woman was right. This really was the mischievous puppet…Carlo’s favourite tale…

The thing twitched and imitated turing around. Despite the boyish frame, the face of the creature was more fitting to a Carcass. Razor sharp teeth affixed to a permanent grin, a crooked, dark branch for a nose, and strangely organic, bloodshot eyes.

“H-H-Hiii-iii” it huffed. “I’m lo-oo-nelyyy…I wa-aa-nt…friends to br-br-aaaaaake…t-t-toooys to k-k-k-k-k-KILL!” it mumbled and rushed P, tool raised. The Puppet of Geppetto simply huffed, and spun his sword into a defensive stance, the creature hitting him exactly as he guarded, shooting it back and allowing P a diagonal slice on his opponent’s chest.

The puppet screeched in pain and stumbled back, exposing a pulsating, reddish webbed material through a cut on its torso. “I-i-iiii just want FRIE-EE-EENDS!” It shouted and it’s nose seemed to be getting longer and more crooked. P switched to a crafted weapon, a massive saw crafted onto a glaive handle that offered rocked boosted strikes. Insulted with this thing’s mere existence, he wound the weapon back, feeling the booster of the handle heat up. He was determined to end this here and now.

With just a blink, the puppet was infront of him, screeching and flailing wildly, P barely managing to raise his weapon to guard. The monster’s attacks were relentless, forcing him on the defensive, unable to find the timing to swing his slower, but more powerful attack.

The puppet’s next lunge had it cling to the the massive blade, its teeth grinding together in rabid frenzy as it shouted “We knew you would come….we were expecting you, f-f-f-friiiiiend…” it spat the words at P, alongside a tar like goo. The puppet made the mistake of trading its edge in combat with horror. With it finally being still, P struck the back of his metal hand across its face, knocking a few teeth out and making it stumble towards the edge of the saw. P wasted no time in firing up the booster glaive, spinning around with the monster still lodged on the saw’s teeth. With a mighty shout, and the aid of the booster and his puppet strength, he performed a spin of red light, faster than a blink, cleaving the mischievous puppet in half.

The creature stumbled back in panic, dark, pulsing viscera spilling from its stump. “Th-Th-Th-Theeee-Theeere are n-n-n-n-oooo striiiiiiii-iiings on m-m-mmeeee…” It mumbled as the viscera became more rigid, more akin to thin spider legs… “B-B-B-Buuuuuuuuuuuut-t-t-t, there will be-be-be on…y-y-yoooooouuuurrrr-” the wooden body was more like a suggestion at this point, looking more like crudely put together exoskeleton, the creature’s maw cracking-”COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRPSEEEEEEEE” it screamed and lunged at P. He barely managed to switch to the two dragons sword and guard by raising his metal arm. The monster bit into the arm, denting the metal and causing P to sharply exhale in pain.

Gritting his teeth in rage, he rammed the sword through the monster’s jaw joints, and pulled down, completely uhinging the mandible and freeing his arm. The creature simply yanked the now useless jaw off its face with an annoyed grunt, like one would toss a cigarette on the ground. It roared, and thin, tendon-like strings shot from its forearms to grab an assortment of nasty tools from behind it. Cackling with malice, it wildly swung its arms around, unleashing a flurry of unpredictable strikes at P.

Some he deflected with graceful swings of the sword, others nicked and whipped him and for some more he had to feel the dull pain of when they struck his blade. P’s breathing became slightly laborious, hoping the monster gives him a chance to dodge away and pop a pulse cell. The chance he actually got however was much, much better. The creature wound back its arms and shot both strings forward, aiming for the sword and successfully wrapping around the blade. P gasped, and as soon as he felt his opponent tug, he tugged harder, spinning around and stabbing the sword deep in the floor. With the strings immobilised, he pulled out the grisly, gargantuan live puppet axe and dropped it in front of him, its sheer weight cutting of the fleshy threads. Throwing his arm back to switch to his own puppet string, he used the axe’s handle as a pole to spin forward and shoot the string at the monster. The tip speared through its eye, earning a screech of pain out of it, and the last thought it could possibly have, as P traced himself to it and jumped high to the ceiling, the combined force of gravity and P bringing heavy metal on the mischievous puppet, cleaving the monster vertically in half.

the horrible heart at the center spat out blood, its sinister glow fading as the halves slumped to the floor. The creature was still scary to look at, but now the malicious spark of its life had faded for good.

P held his hand to his heart, the metallic pounding of the P organ calming down with each passing second….the sourness still leaving a foul aftertaste…

“sigh..not to be a jerk….but I don’t think this is over just yet…” Gemini admitted with a heavy heart. P replied with a silent, slow nod of approval. Whatever this is…is merely the tip of the iceberg….

[honest-moth-of-silver-grove]

Hi! I’d like to request a matchup with a character from Baldur’s Gate 3 if that’s okay! <3

my pronouns are she/her and I’m asexual biromantic. I’m an ESFJ and a Gemini. I have green eyes and brown hair, I have a mullet with blue strands. I dress with vintage/fairy grunge clothes. I wear lots of rings and love to exchange them with others.

I’m the mom friend of the group, always there for everyone and my friends say that I’m really good at comforting people. I’m also calm and responsible, I usually am the one that takes care of other people. I’m very optimistic, I always try to see the good in everything and I often put other’s needs before my own. I love making others laugh to lighten the situation I’m not afraid to stand up for myself but sometimes it’s hard for me to say no to things. I also dislike when someone is too serious and really can’t take a joke as I tend to use humor as my coping mechanism. All my friends tell me I’m very smart, I get very good grades and I do well in school. I also try to help my friends with study and school as much as possible. I’m also very ambitious, I always try to achieve my goals.

My love languages are, receiving, physical touch and words of affirmation and giving, quality time and words of affirmation.

I absolutely love listening to music, it helps me relax and I really like reading. I also love watching horror movies even though it’s impossible to scare me. I also play Dungeons and Dragons with my friends anytime I can. also, I absolutely love musicals and I’m definitely a theatre kid.

have a great day :)

A/N: Ooh, okay! Because you submitted a second asking clarifying you had no gender preference, I’ve just gone ahead and picked the person I think is best suited for you. So for you @sapphirest0nes , I’m thinking your best romantic matchup would be… Gale!

☸ Gale would be a great fit for you! I see Gale as someone who’s demisexual/graysexual and biromantic. This makes him much more likely to understand your sexuality and to be very accepting of it. I also categorize him as an ENTP, which makes him very compatible with your ESFJ. You’re both extroverted and fairly people-oriented. There are notable differences, however… Where you tend to be more organized and sort of traditional in your thinking/processing, he is more creative/unconventional. It may strike you as odd at first, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing, as it will show you a wider perspective. His NT also means he’s more ‘in his head’ than other types, but as you mentioned, your friends tell you you’re very smart, and you do well in school. These qualities of intelligence will further attract him to you, as someone with NT believes the element of intellectual connection is just as important as the romantic one. As a Gemini, you may find you see with two lenses- one that is more adventurous and outgoing, and one that’s more reserved. This is a plus to Gale as he sort of walks that line of over-achieving and contemplative. 

He really likes your style, the sort of vintage/fairy thing. He was drawn to a goddess previously, so the sort of fairytale, fantastical component of your fashion is something he’s very much attracted to. He also admires the edge of your more grunge looks, mainly because he doesn't have one lol. It makes people think twice about messing with you and it's nice to feel sort of protected in a relationship. And he likes your fascination with rings. Granted he may ask to absorb the magic out of them, while the issue of the orb in his chest is still a thing, but he also likes how they look on your fingers. And he likes how he feels more sophisticated and cultured when he wears the ones you share with him. 

Gale doesn’t require a babysitter- he has Tera for that. But he does enjoy how you watch out for him. Besides his tressym, very few people have had his best interest at heart. Gods know Mystra certainly didn’t. He thinks it's so sweet of you to care about his comfort and to want to take care of him to a degree. He thinks you’re so wonderful, he often has doubts about deserving you. But when you remind him how much you love him by going out of your way to make him feel better, he knows your love is real. He does wish, however, that you’d let him try and take care of you more often. He knows you’re very responsible, but he wants to do for you what you do for him. Let him pamper you one day. Let him give you an evening or afternoon that’s all about you. He wants you to feel as loved and appreciated as he does. When you light up when he gives you something, or after he says one of his many puns, it makes him think he might just be worthy of your affection. 

He loves to make you laugh. Well, he tries very hard to make you laugh. He’s not the greatest comic, but he does enjoy a good pun or play on words. He knows he isn’t the smoothest talker, but that’s okay. He just really wants to see your beautiful smile when you tilt your head back and laugh at his attempts- all in good fun, of course. 

He’s a huge admirer of how determined you are, being quite the determined student himself. The two of you can spend hours just pouring over your respective texts, nestled quite close, studying together in silence. It may not look like a fun date to others, but it’s special to the two of you. 

He loves listening to music with you. And he’ll gladly accompany you to any orchestra or recital. It makes his day when you light up, talking about all the different aspects of theater and live performance that you know yourself. He feels like he’s been given a backstage pass or some sort of super secret insider knowledge thanks to you. 

He’s not the hugest fan of horror, or scaring oneself intentionally. But he will do his best to endure it for you. Just don’t take it personally if he runs out of the room after a jump scare only to send back an astral projected version of himself. He wants to enjoy it with you, truly. But scary things are just not for him. Maybe try reading him more mystery-type stories with elements of horror, he’d probably be more interested in those. 

Overall he thinks you’re wonderful. You’re kind and smart and have a level head on your shoulders. You appreciate his wit and you laugh at his jokes. You’re the best thing to ever happen to him. Gale knows, beyond a shadow of a doubt, he’s the luckiest man to be able to have you. 

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[syffets]

[hcrrifying]

;; VIKTOR SAMUELS — AS TOLD.

[ maxence danet fauvel, nonbinary, he/they ] - was that viktor samuels i saw by the lighthouse today? i heard that the twenty nine year old who has been in nightrest for their whole life and works as a visual artist has a reputation of being perceptive, but also sardonic. they reside in low point & people in town usually associate them with a triple espresso chased with vodka, rooms filled with smoke and lovers; never spending a night alone, and the rejection of everything holy. let’s hope the killer doesn’t go after them next. [ james, 24, they/them, est, n/a ]

MENTIONS OF RELIGION, DRUGS / ADDICTION, MISSING PERSONS, REHABILITATION, MENTAL ILLNESS BEYOND THIS POINT.

profile.

full name: viktor phillip samuels.

birthday: january 2nd, 1994.

astrology: capricorn sun, gemini moon, libra rising.

sexuality: bisexual.

currently listening to: lilian by depeche mode.

current mood: pissed 😠

current location: [[[cannot be found]]]

last tweet: im passing lice onto the next motherfucker who says ‘my condolences’. c*nt.

PINTEREST.

history.

RELIGION; born in nightrest to a preacher and his wife fifteen minutes after their twin sister is; assigned middle child when their younger sister is born more than a few years later. the samuels are a devout family, god-fearing and all-obeying. kinder to strangers than one another; there’s always a chill in the house.

they all think viktor’s going to be this nice, well-standing young man when they grow up; quiet as a kid and a little awkward, bones growing too fast for the rest of them to keep up. speaks mostly to their twin, and not many other people. shy, and out of the way. seen, never heard.

yet the older viktor gets, the more of a...problem he becomes. when he’s twelve he fakes possession and is threatened with exorcism; watches nothing but surrealist horror films, school drawings turning into bizarre, grotesque abstracts featuring his favorite saints. he’s loud, defiant, itching for a fight. like overcompensating for years wasted on being “good”.

his twin’s something less abrasive, at least on the surface. golden-haired and angellike, the jewel of their parents’ eye. her words often laced with double-meaning and matched with a sickeningly sweet smile. she could talk her way out of anything; convince others of her own personal version of truth.

being twins is hard. especially with their sister. near-opposites except for their mean spirit and constantly trying to one-up each other; competing with each other, stepping on each others’ backs to reach an impossibly high pedestal. fighting for their parents’ attention, a rivalry for affection. u get it. connected in that twin way but each other’s biggest obstacle towards greatness.

the only thing viktor has for himself is his art. a natural talent, visually gifted. when he isn’t vandalizing properties or desecrating his father’s church with. unsavory acts. viktor is creating. its the only thing he cares about in school, AP art classes all the way to graduation. they specialize in sculpting and ceramics - but particularly gifted with oil paints. their concentration? <3 religious trauma <3

they go to art school after high school - close to home because, begrudgingly, viktor doesn’t want to be far from their family. from either of their sisters - always protective of the two of them, and usually to a fault.

DRUGS IMPLIED; time passes, all is well - viktor’s a disappointment to their father in particular, but that’s never something new and is in fact something viktor relishes in - their art pieces are featured in galleries; sometimes school-sponsored, sometimes through connections. they’ve got plenty of bad habits that make them feel entirely too good - makes them feel like a “proper” tortured artist and numbs down the boredom of the day-to-day.

MISSING PERSONS; their twin sister goes missing halfway through their senior year of college. viktor never believed much in twin intuition (she could read him like a book, know his every move - but viktor never knew what she was really thinking. think she liked it that way) but that day they woke with a knot in their stomach that hasn’t left since.

they search for months. and months. even when the police stop searching, viktor never does. sees her everywhere he goes - but she’s never there. swears she’s beneath some sort of veil - right beneath their fabric of reality, just out of touch.

DRUG USE / ADDICTION / REHABILITATION; its around this time that their usage gets out of control. hits an all-time-high at six months; spends the next three afterwards in a rehab center. the cycle repeats until it’s background noise in a laundromat.

they drop out of college for a good while. there’s always a hum to the air. they take it slow. some days are better, some are worse. some days don’t exist. 

after being blacklisted from the majority of therapist offices in the area, viktor’s more of a person than they were before - at least they’d like to imagine so. they take their medication, they’ve finally gone back and finished their last semester of art school - they’ve been submitting work to galleries in hopes of a showcase. creating new pieces. destroying some of them, but not all. their twin sister is somewhere out there, hopefully - even if she’s not in nightrest. they’ve got to be present, at least for their younger sister.

traits.

they remind me of those cats with really narrow faces and like, giant ears. but like if u fed one after midnight and they turned into a little monster. and it was always after midnight.

unintentionally similar 2 gabe in which they love horror movies. specifically the older camp slasher films w practical effects n all. they love a good sfx makeup moment. they really just love all things horror n like. bizarre n grotesque. was a huge tim burton fan as a kid.

like...casually goth<3 bare minimum of it. they listen 2 darkwave n like. 80s synth a lot but also 90s nu metal. always wearing all black and loves a good crop top.

truthfully is just. so mean sometimes. they’re petty and aggressive and a major instigator. was born a hater and will die a hater. will go Out Of Their Way to start conflict even if there’s none to be had.

loves the attention but in the worst way. can be sooo dramatic and it’s like...what for. its because they feel like it. will start physical fights n then start crying but will still keep throwing punches. #emotional. i’d like to say they feel their emotions freely but it’s like a good 50/50.

emotionally unavailable when it comes to others but has a lot of feelings towards themself. self important i guess<3 chronic ghoster. maker of enemies. chooses when to be affection and to whom. loves to disappoint others just to prove a point. whenever people try to have a serious conversation with them involving either their missing sister or their mental health or literally anything of that nature they Will change the topic. will rarely address it. would rather rot probably tbh.

any of their genuine emotions r buried down into a deep pit where they try very hard not 2 access them because they are like very much absolutely terrified of loss and getting attached to people only for them to leave and that’s partially why they love to chase others away. liege of self sabotage. likes to keep others’ expectations of them low.

whore. i feel like they have a Reputation. 

MENTAL ILLNESS; not that its a personality trait (it isn’t) but does have bipolar ii disorder. their emotions are often Heightened and they do go through episodes of mania/depression. i want to clarify it’s not why they’re an asshole and has no bearing on their personality like That but like. its there. it affects them. some days r better n some days r worse but viktor just goes through the motions. i hear that brother *clinks glass*

loves a good thrill. a good adrenaline rush. spends all their money on useless shit. has destroyed countless projects “just because”. chronic cheater. goes outside just to scream.

remember when i said they were dramatic? they learned how to play the pipe organ just to play it in their church before service so everybody would feel mildly haunted and unsettled by it. when they were banned from church they’d take their keyboard at home and do the same exact thing on the pipe organ setting until their parents took it away from them as a kid. and a teenager. and sometimes as an adult.

MISSING PERSONS MENTION; got their mom a ‘mom of a missing child’ mug and honestly. their mom has not spoken to them since. viktor got a good kick out of idk. uses humor as a coping mechanism but some people are just not fond of it. for good reason!

i’d call them morally ambiguous. they have their moments where they’re not terrible but they’re far n few.

one thing i’ll give them is that they’re honest with their intentions. they’ll tell you what they want from you and have like. clear boundaries n expectations with it. no bullshit and no beating around the bush unless there’s some like deep-seated emotions at play. then they’ll do anything they can to avoid those feelings. they’re pretty observant with others’ and i wouldn’t say they’re blind to others’ emotions / feelings / etc. it’s more-so they don’t care.

oh they drive a custom hearse. got nice velvet seating in the back and flames on the rear. dice on the rearview mirror. high luxury obviously. has a little (fake) skeleton buddy that they’ll usually bend in different positions / pose around the hearse. their own passenger princess<3 it’s maybe a little less funny now that people are actively like. y’know<3

relationships.

people who have known the samuels family their entire life because small town. not necessarily friends of viktor specifically but either of the family, or of their twin sister before her disappearance, or friends of their younger sister. people who look at viktor n oh, what a shame.

mutual assholes. people viktor gets along with so well because they both suck in similar or equal ways. something about feathers of a flock but it’s just easier sometimes to be friends when you’re both kinda terrible people.

perhaps a close friend or two. dare i say even a best friend. viktor’s not the type of person to really be like <3 ur my best friend <3 but there are people that viktor tends to be fonder of over others. people who don’t irritate them as much<3

enemies oooh my god so many enemies. either viktor has a grudge or the other or they’ve scorned the other somehow. it’s so easy for viktor to make a fool out of himself. he can’t help it. maybe even enemies with. tension.

like one or two people of whom viktor’s had serious feelings for but has sabotaged in a number of ways to ensure. the least amount of hurt in the future. or otherwise unrequited feelings on either ends.

in that realm, someone that viktor’s got a soft spot for. they’re not like, not-mean but they’re considerably softer for them compared to others by, like, far. even if they wanted to they just cant fr some reason.

sooo many hookups. viktor is out there. viktor’s got a History. either past, present, or future all of them work.

viktor is open 2 having a roommate or two. sometimes rent is expensive and frankly he’s not willing to move back into their family home in ashmore. viktor’s not the worst roommate but u will have to suffer with all his gimicky horror items that he hoards.

literally am open 2 anything n everything. viktor can do whatever and i love any type of plot.

[mikael-lynne]

GEMINI ♊

IG tong_sutipat

[mosalahd]

was tagged by the lovely @lescedes ! sorry for taking so long to answer 💔

under the cut bc it's long-ish

zodiac sign  gemini height 170 cm last thing I googled morocco nt gk jersey bc i still refuse to accept that bono's jersey isn't for sale amount of sleep only lord knows amen lucky nr. 7, 15, 44 wearing my trusty psg sweatpants, a cropped t-shirt and an oversized zip hoodie dream job wish i got paid for just existing tbh. no but honestly i don't have a dream job, i really don't know what it would be. wish i did know though :/ movies/books that summarise me books: le petit prince probably. i can't think of any other books rn (and to think i read a lot lmao) movies: cats & dogs and charlie’s angels formed me into who i am today favourite song pink + white – frank ocean favourite instrument love a good percussion instrument, like any kind of drum, could listen to that all day aesthetic biracial existential crisis favourite author   yukio mishima, donna tartt, james baldwin favourite animal noise big fan of the sound whales make, also i think the growls large cats make is really nice to listen to

[glendaportome-blog]

Eng sub

Gemini:sawadee khubb

Pahn:nagb

Gemini:am i handsome yet?

Pahn:handsome ngab

Gemini:thank you ngab

Pahn:you go and ask someone else

Gemini:am i handsome?

Staff:Very handsome

Gemini:uiiii jaaaa