#keys turned in 🔑

[heymacy]

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[satorsra]

Keys

wc: 651

notes: day 17 without my glorious king. miss him sm </3

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“I’m sorry again for dropping the hot sauce on your skirt.” Satoru sighs as you two get to your front porch. “I’ll buy you a new one. Promise.” Eyes trailing down from yours down to the small orange stain on your thigh.

The dinner date was fun, so you couldn’t find it in yourself to be mad at him.

You let out a small laugh and hit his arm. “You don’t need to do that, it’ll wash out anyways. No biggie.” You turn around and reach in your purse to take out your keys which seemed to be running away from your hands. You continued to rummage around your purse and look for those damn keys.

“Well yeah I don’t need to but I want to. Not like I’m low on funds either, no where close.” He smirks to himself and runs his hands through his hair, boasting as if his full bank account was news to you. But you feel bad whenever he spends a lot of money on you everytime.

“Hm.” You curtly reply, too busy now unzipping every pocket on your purse for your keys.

He pouts. “Alright, I’ll get you the skirt you’re wearing right now and three more. How’s that sound?” He asks like he’s trying to strike a deal, raising his eyebrows despite your back being towards him.

At this point though, you were starting to panic because you could’ve sworn you put the keys in your purse.

“Satoru, new skirts would be lovely but what good would they be if I’m homeless?” You mutter frustradedly as you turn around to his smirk still plastered on his face.

“And why would you be homeless?” He asks, it sort of ticks you off how nonchalant he is.

“Oh I don’t know, probably because I’ve been desperately trying to find our keys for the past five minutes now?” Your brows furrow together and you’re nervously playing with your hands, even though you’re trying to act like you’re mad.

“Do you have them?” You ask worriedly, not noticing the suspicious way he’s not saying anything.

“No.” His response was fast. Too fast. But you were too scared now to realize.

“What? But I put them in my purse before leaving, I know I did!” Patting yourself down, trying to feel for them in your nonexistent pockets. “What if someone stole them? We’d have to go to the police station…”

He’s watching you intently with a straight face, not sure how long he can keep the facade up. Of course he has them, he took them from you while you guys were still at the restaurant – just for fun. But he’s starting to feel bad now, seeing your bottom lip jut out.

“Ohh, you mean these keys?” He seemingly spawns them from no where, spinning them around on his finger. “Thought you were talking about the mailbox keys or somethin–”

“Gahh, you asshole!” You sigh loudly in relief. “Don’t do that! Gimme those.” You say as you try and grab them from his hand, only for him to raise his hand way above your head. Typical Satoru behaviour.

He smirks down at you. “Let me get you some new skirts and I’ll give ‘em.”

“Tsk, okay! Gosh lemme go inside already, you’re so annoying.” You roll you eyes and try jumping to reach them.

He grabs your waist. “What do we say when we want something~?”

You would’ve made a snarky reply, but his strong arm and close proximity of his body makes you falter.

“Please…”

“There we go!” Tone changing from low and flirty to overly happy in one second. He hands the keys over to you and lets go of your waist.

You exagerratedly snatch them from him and turn to unlock the door, and as you do you add in, “Four new skirts, two dresses, and a new tv. And extra kisses.”

He chuckles. “Yes ma’am.”

[kaiandels]

HC: Ellie calling you “Mamas”

‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿

warnings: The Author’s br33ding 🔑nk

writer’s note: THIS IS KIND OF RUSHED SINCE IT JUST POPPED UP IN TO MY HEAD OUT OF NOWEHRE and when an idea pops up in to my head I really need to write it down so… looking for someone to call “Mamas”. Wait what who wrote that? But the nickname is kinda rubbing off on me..

‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿

𓆩♡𓆪 Ellie had never actually called anyone “Mamas” before, the nickname completely ruined for her all because of the “Hey Mamas” tiktok that she was in for a year.

𓆩♡𓆪 ‘I’m not like that… Am I?’ Ellie constantly thought as the nickname was actually rubbing off on her. And seeing you acting so domestic DOES NOT help her case. ‘She does look like a Mamas… Nonono what the fuck is wrong with you Ellie?’

𓆩♡𓆪 Ellie finally accepting her faith. Especially that one time where she first called you “Mamas”. You were working and haven’t been giving her enough attention. All you could hear was the clicking of the keys on your laptop and Ellie’s whines ringing on your ears.

𓆩♡𓆪 “C’mon, Mamas” Ellie blurted out. The clicking of your keyboard stopped. “Did you just-“ “No?”

𓆩♡𓆪 “I mean, I kind of like it?” You laughed as you saw Ellie’s face lit up. “I MEAN LIKE… ITS NOT THAT “CRINGEY” IF YOU USE IT PROPERLY RIGHT?” Ellie said raising her voice as she felt the need to explain herself.

𓆩♡𓆪 “You’re right. It’s actually hot coming from you.” You smirked. “Yeah? You think so?” Ellie asked, her confidence building up. “I think you could pull of a “Hey Mamas’ well.” “OH COME ON Y/N”

𓆩♡𓆪 Ellie has been calling you “Mamas” since then. And it’s suprisingly.. sexy in a way? Or maybe that was just you…

𓆩♡𓆪 You being absolutely flustered ‘cause Ellie’s actually pulling the nickname off and it’s really hard for you to admit that sometimes it turns you on.

𓆩♡𓆪 “Mm.. C’mere Mama.” Ellie said pulling you in to a passionate kiss, biting your bottom lip in the process as she pulled away.

𓆩♡𓆪 “Don’t be like that Mama…” Ellie uttered as she kissed your neck, the attempt of her reconciling with you working. “You’re using a very unfair advantage right now.” You huffed as you could hear her muffled laughs against your neck.

𓆩♡𓆪 “You look good, Mamas.” Ellie praised as you gave a twirl for her. You pausing at the process. “What’s wrong?” Ellie asked raising her eyebrows. “I HATE WHOEVER INTRODUCED YOU TO THAT NICKNAME.”

𓆩♡𓆪 “Won’t you try calling me that in bed?” You asked giving your eyebrows a little wiggle. “I mean, yeah sure?” Ellie said, never thinking that it was a problem to begin with.

𓆩♡𓆪 “Fuck Mama, just like that.” You squirted. (HAHAHAHA IM CAKXLING)

𓆩♡𓆪 “Take this deeper and you’ll really become a Mama”

Writer’s note: FOWK I CANT BREATHE

[yermes]

PAC: FOMO: I changed, I moved home it was several months ago and its hard coming to terms that the world moves on without you and to many people you are a whisper of a memory of somethings past. Its hard to let go and we have a need to hang on. How do we cope with letting go and not feel the grief of the past in its manifestation in the future 🪻

Disclaimer: please take what I say with a grain of salt and not as the gospel. I just want to share some ideas of practicing and giving advice using the medium as often as I can with school, work, and my own personal studies and practice. But I am working on sharing my notes soon so that will be exciting! Liking and sharing does a lot 🥰

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The cards

Snake + mountain 🏔️ 🐍 

The seduction of your past is a complex obstacle of pride. Nothing will ever be the same and there is a sham and joy in that statement. To over come this personal challenge is to take a step towards personal wisdom and empowerment. It may hurt knowing they do not need you. However, you do not need them

Key + Person 💡 🔑 

It sucks to move on but you have only unlocked a better life for yourself with more opportunities and achievements. It is easy to fall into the lust of nostalgia, everyone wants to put shit kickers on, stay up late and do a whole lot of nothing and something at the same time. But you are in the action of change and betterment do not turn back.

Tree + Dog 🐕 🍃

Your friendships that you make in the past transcend time and space. The people you were there for/ people who were there for you left a permanent imprint on the sand flats in your consciousness. You will never miss out on the friends you make along the way and tbh they probably have fomo about you too

Extras:

I am literally so sad that I am just a face in memories past

[rosesradio]

smut masterpost ❤️‍🔥

hi !! so in the endless pursuit of my blog navigation, i decided to have a separate masterpost for my smut fics. most of these are from summer of smut, though this post will be continually updated with new fics year round 💌

Key 🔑

🌧️= dark fic

☀️= fluff

⭐️= personal favorite

valdangelo 🔥💀

he’s only here for one thing, but (so am i) ☀️📸📚

"Alright, now that I'm back, let's adjust to the full body, okay?" darkprince asked, and Leo could see the frame shake. "Because it turns out I was teasing you guys, but just for my top. It was made by a viewer, and..."

The rest of his words became drowned out in Leo's mind as he realized, to his absolute horror, that he'd been absentmindedly starting to rub one out to his roommate.

Nico di Angelo was a fucking emo femboy streamer.

what the fuck is an aqueduct? ☀️⚙️🔥

Leo crossed his arms, hiding how he clenched both his fists. "I don't like...I don't think..." he sighed. He didn't do well with jealousy, especially not after holing himself in the Bunker all week. "You can wear whatever you want, obviously, but..." he swallowed, fixing Nico with a hard look. "I want him—I want everyone—to know that I'm the only one who can touch you..."

Nico's gaze turned soft, though the spark of desire in his eyes was undeniable. He stepped closer, turning Leo around so that he was facing his project. He wrapped his arms around Leo's waist, his fingers curiously untucking his shirt from his pants.

"How is anyone supposed to know—how am I supposed to know...if it's been over a week since you've touched me, Leo?" Nico mused, pressing gentle and wanton kisses down Leo's neck.

valgrace 🔥⚡️

aphrodite’s aphrodisiac ⭐️☀️🏺🪄

"Two demigods brave and true, Demonstrate passion of great virtue. Open the lid to discover your desire, And reach completion with a heat like fire."

Leo's voice trembled on the last line. He normally hated anything that brought up fire. It was always something along the lines of: “you will use your fire powers to cause massive, life-ruining explosions” and never “your fire powers will be used to make the world's most delicious s'mores!” Still, it only took a moment for Leo to realize that it wasn't talking about his abilities in particular. What this challenge entailed was—

"Oh," said Jason, eerily calm as if discussing the weather. "She wants us to have an orgasm, right?"

a moment alone ☀️💌🙏

Jason wasn’t used to having things. His time was never his own, always dedicated to the gods or the people under his praetorship. He’d never had a relationship before—Leo was his first everything. Jason knew, according to what they’d planned, they were going to take things to the next level.

or: leo & jason finally get some alone time, but jason gets a little too into it a little too early.

jercy ⚡️🌊

take a gamble ⭐️🌧️⚔️🍃

Percy's heart thumped in his chest. Jason's face was lit in shades of blue from the neon sign standing proudly atop the neighboring building: Take A Gamble, it said. Percy had found a sort of dark humor in it once, imagining the gods up on Olympus, rolling the dice or fucking around with cards to decide the fates of their dolls. For every scratch Percy gave Jason in this fight, his old man lost a drachma. For that slash Jason gave him, Poseidon had to give up a handful of sand dollars.

Take A Gamble.

Percy's mind reeled. Jason licked his lips, making them look glossy in the light.

Take A Gamble.

jasico ⚡️💀

cucciolo ⭐️☀️🐶🌌

"Whoa, cucciolo," Nico whispered, hands cupping Jason's face. "So eager...you need me, don't you? Why don't you tell me what you need?"

Jason had an intense fantasy in that moment. He imagined Nico bending him over the mattress, pushing into him as he whispered filthy things in his ear. Jason would be left with trembling legs, clammy hands grasping the sheets as the mattress springs rocked with their movement.

But no, that couldn't be possible. That should not have been what he wanted. Perhaps if he switched things—if he bent Nico over the bed...

Jason whimpered once more, half out of need, half out of frustration at how his mind and body conflicted.

pipabeth 🪶🦉

a lesson in overcoming fear ☀️👀🫦

"Are we," Annabeth started breathlessly. Piper had begun to kiss her neck, which was doing Annabeth's train of thought no favors. "Are we hooking up?"

Piper grinned against her skin, gripping Annabeth's hips as she flipped them over. Above her, Piper looked stunning. The overhead light, dim as it was set to in the evening, cast a ring of light against her hair like a halo. Her smile held all the kindness of her friend, though her eyes held a spark of desire that made Annabeth's entire body flush with heat.

"Yeah," Piper said. "Get with the program, Chase."

lukethan 🗡️🛡️

worship & ecstasy 🌧️⚠️👑

Ethan's breath hitched, and he took a step forward. He was so used to Kronos allowing Luke shifts in his body while Kronos's spirit shifted to a higher plane. Ethan had never seen the two fight too extensively for control.

"It is no matter," Kronos managed. "I have allowed Luke many releases with that dreadful empousa Kelli, though the feeling hollows and surges. I believe that if I allow him one release in the way he would really like, then this ridiculousness will be quashed once and for all. And what he really wants, deep in his echoing, pathetic subconscious..." he narrowed his eyes, cocking his head to the side like a curious dog. "Is you, Nakamura.”

lukercy 🗡️🌊

’till death do us part ☀️🌧️💍🪄

What?" Luke asked blankly, perhaps a little annoyance slipping through.

"Just didn't expect you to be polite, that's all," Percy replied, walking through the doorway with a hand in his pocket.

"Well, I'm not about to carry you in like a bride, but..." Luke trailed off, swallowing. He glanced down at Percy's hand in his pocket and sighed. "Easy with the ballpoint, alright? You still got the curse of Achilles, and if I was gonna try to kill you, I would've done it by now." He paused, voice faltering as color rose to his cheeks. "Besides, if I kill you, I quite literally won't be able to cum again in my life, so..."

Percy frowned, pulling his hand out of his pocket in favor of crossing his arms. "That's probably the only time you find any joy, getting your rocks off—am I right, Castellan?"

[Fics will be added shortly after they are posted. I hope you enjoy these !! 💌]

[searching4wisdom-blog]

TS 12: A book release?

Quick thoughts,

I recently watched a video made by @Tiffers on the TickyTok, I'll go repost if anyone is interested, my TT is @olivia_iloveya

The video brought up a possible book theory...

I can't get too in-depth on the details, but here are some of my thoughts/theories.

Thoughts, a book could serve as a guide or key to connecting some missing details in the story...I love all the small details, but these are what is needed most for the majority of fans to connect this story.

Keys 🔑 🗝️🔐 are rotated 🔄 to unlock 🔓...

We received BOOKMARKS in the collectors edition CDs for TTPD.

Taylor ties albums' loose ends together, for example,

at the end of Midnight, HITS DIFFERENT:

I heard your key turn in the door down the hallway

Is that your key in the door?

Is it okay? Is it you?

Or have they come to take me away?

To take me away

TS 10 ties to TS 11 🧶

TTPD, Fortnight:

I was supposed to be sent away

But they forgot to come and get me...

So how might a new project, say whatever Taylor has planned for TS 12, begin?

Well let's see...

The Tortured Poets Department ends with The Manuscript (MAN U SCRIPT)

Now and then I reread the manuscript

But the story isn't mine anymore

Is Taylor's story not hers anymore because it's now going to be shared with US?

The Story of Us

Gracie Abrams teases us a little with her own album, The Secret of Us

I have a date 9/6...

9/6 rotated 🔄 is 9/6

Spotify spiral 🌀 alice playlist...pointed me to this date when it was released after You're Losing Me Came out

...remember Taylor credited her heartbeat in YLM, by listing spiral alice

spiral alice (anagram) ↔️ "capillaries" 🫀

The spiral 🌀 alice playlist has 9 TS songs, every 6th song...

Spotify Artist of the Year, friendship bead road only has 8, 9, and 6 beads...there's also some other "random" beads, and one ☝🏼 tiny H bead to the left of the Earthquake seismograph 🤭

It was after listening to @Tiffers speak about the possibility of a book, that I realized 9/6 is also

🥁

Sooooo, thoughts?

It would be so unexpected in the most expected way?!?

Thank goodness we have only 1 more day until SeptEMBER 9th

🔥🐦‍🔥

[unpopular-popular-opinions]

I’m not a cyborg teen Sari fan… They were trying too hard to make her special, but the key she uses to heal the Autobots already made her a unique ally (she was ironically more useful before her cyborg upgrade)… Also, turning her into a cyborg kind of ruins the inter-species friendship that she made with the Bots, as well as the upgrade gets rid of the healing key that could bring Bots back from the dead… 

Because it’s like that old saying goes: “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it!” 🔑 

[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

@bestest-frog

🧋🍂🔑

"So, get this!" Wei Ying begins, and Wen Qing decides to wait to get at least a bit frustrated with the story before stabbing her boba. "Friday, I decided to take a different route home from work. It's nice outside, I'm not that tired, what the hell, right?"

Wen Qing nods and reaches to bite into Wei Ying's chocolate muffin.

"So I decide to walk through the park and - you know how much I like taking pictures. So I take out my phone to do it, the sun hit just right, I even saw some squirrels. I was getting cold and decided to put my phone back in my pocket and go home. Now guess what else I had in my pocket? My house key."

"So? How's that relevant?"

"It's relevant cause the moment I put my phone in my pocket, I couldn't feel my house key there anymore!"

Wen Qing stabs her boba. "This is the fourth house key you lose."

"Hold on a moment so I finish the story! So judgy!" Wei Ying side eyes her and sips his capuccino. "So I'm turning my pockets inside out, scared I'll have to break my window to get into my house again, when this man walks up to me." A dreamy sigh. "When I tell you he looked like sex on legs... I looked at him once and immediately forgot the whole key situation."

Wen Qing rolls her eyes. "What, your mind transfers to your dick that easily?"

"Shut up, you bought a ring three dates in." Wen Qing glares at him at that but waves at him to go on. "Anyways, this god among mortals looks at me and says 'i think this is yours' and lo and behold, he hands me my key!"

"And what next? You sucked his dick as gratitude?"

Wei Ying rolls his eyes. "I'm not that easy. So as I was saying, he hands me the key and I take it and ask where he found it. He said he noticed I dropped it in a pile of leaves whilst taking pictures of squirrels."

Wen Qing laughs.

"So you can bet how embarrassing that was for me, because when I took those pictures I kept rolling around in the leaves like I was in the military, trying to get the perfect shot..."

"Damn, that's tough. So much for a first impression."

"That's the thing though!" Wei Ying nearly jumps out of his seat with giddiness. "He asked me out!"

Wen Qing shouts before she can help it. "What?!"

The table next to them glares. Wen Qing sheepishly apologizes.

"Exactly! He asked me out, we're going to the movies this weekend!"

[wren-of-the-woods]

Oh no! The stranger in front of you dropped their keys. ✨🔑 There's quite a few of them and they're all labeled, but... surely that can't be right? One says "Happiness", one says "Fortune", another one is labeled as "Soulmate" and yet another one says "Strength".

When you pick them up to give them back they feel warm and welcoming, almost magical... Then you notice that the stranger is quickly walking away from you! 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♂️

Are you running after them? Keep the keys for yourself or are you giving them awayto someone in the @ ? 😳 There's a lot of things one could do with such a magical object...

I stare at the keys for a long moment, surprised. At first I assume they're a particularly elaborate piece of cosplay, but the more I turn them over, the more I am convinced that the strange, tingling warmth could not be produced by technology. The strength key is strangely heavy, while happiness seems to glow with something that is not quite light and not quite warmth. I can almost swear that soulmate has near-invisible lines emerging from it and weaving off into the distance.

By the time I look up again from the keys, the stranger is almost gone. I stand there for a moment, torn. It's been a long day and I had been hoping not to talk to anyone before I got home, but I've read enough fairy tales to know that simply taking something like this would be a bad idea. And I have a feeling it wouldn't be great to just leave them in the lost and found.

Just before the stranger goes out of sight, I start after them. I'm slowly gaining at them, but the distance between us is still large. If they notice that I'm following them or I catch up to them, I'll give them back their keys, and hope to have the chance to ask about them. But if I can't catch up and they don't notice... I certainly wouldn't say no to the chance to see what they where they were going to go with these keys.

[lockoutkey]

🙄🫠lets rip the🩹bandaid🩹off now i think key 🔑lockoutkey🔑 bimbo-💅✨️ bimboified✨️ themself👠 they turned themself-🎀 ‼️key‼️

[majormeilani]

Hello! Some OC asks incoming for the yellow ask meme. :]

Zeta: 👑 (crown) - How does your oc feel about power? Do they hold any? If so, what kind of power and how did they attain it? If not, would they ever want power? How do they feel about those that hold power over others?

Darby: 🔑 (key) - What’s something your character has never told anyone? Why have they kept it a secret? What, if anything, would make them reveal it?

Salem: 🍋 (lemon) - What’s something your character never got over, if anything? Why did it affect them so much and is there any chance of them ever healing from it?

ough the ocs....

zeta -

power is very important to zeta. he needs it in order to feel a sense of strength and worth. in a way, he has a lot of it already, being a castle's king and using powerful magic to get by and protect himself. the means in which he attained it were not necessarily under his own control but if someone were to try and take it away from him, blood would definitely be spilled; whether his own or someone else's. he wouldn't go down without a fight.

darby -

darby doesn't often like talking about her past. she believes it would make her a huge downer and turn people away from her. while it is a big deal to her what happened to her and her family, she also tries to ignore it out of trying not to upset herself. it definitely bothers her more than she'd ever admit but she often feels like there's no one she can talk about it with. she wants to stay the cool, collected and fun friend to her friends and the idea that she could be seen as vulnerable and broken would ruin that.

salem -

salem has never truly gotten over anyone who has left her life. though she tries to understand that people move on and change and things just happen, her heart likes to argue with her brain and won't let her be rational about it in her mind. that's why she always carries a part of those she loves with her, even if it's just a small note one of them wrote her or a piece of clothing made for her, she holds onto it. she recognizes that they will always be a part of her. salem will never truly be able to get over anyone because they all helped shape her into who she is and to forget them would be forgetting their impact on her.

meme

[ask-steven-stevenson]

I DON’T FUCKING KNOW ALL I KNOW IS I SET A POT OF WATER ON THE STOVE AND IT LIT ON FIRE.

-🔑

(Pushes Zeke aside. Key’s turn /silly)

“HOW DO- URGHH. THAT-.. okay.”

[he went from yelling to quickly simmering down..]

[alyjojo]

Past Life 🪡 Karmic Spread January 2024 - Libra

Gender I’m Picking Up On (in the past life): Male

Who You Were: 9 Cups

What You Did: Page of Swords

How It Ended: 2 Swords & The Hermit

What Karma Was Brought With You: Page of Wands

Who You Brought With You: Knight of Wands rev

Additional energy: 10 Pentacles rev

Character Card (for this life): The Assassin

Past Life Oracle: Greco-Roman & Unicorn (past)

Dreaming Way: Man & Anchor (current) Key (past)

Charms:

Key 🔑 on Unicorn

Squid 🦑 on Assassin

Butterfly 🦋 on 10 Pentacles rev

Axe 🪓 on Man

TW: abuse, violence, cruelty, disabilities

Need I say more? I was shocked, I was hearing Spirit eagerly with this one, message after message, just shuffling everything before I even pulled any cards. I have a list in my notepad to keep track, it’s like they’re eager to tell this story, but even they said “it’s a dark story” and it is. I was excited and giddy initially, I always am with these readings, and I’m getting that was your energy overall, you were a joy & a light to others - even having gone through extreme cruelty. When I pulled Greco-Roman I heard “Switzerland”, and I keep going back and forth between 1700 and 1800 so probably at the turn of the century over your lifetime, which doesn’t feel very old. Mid to late 30’s max. You were a twin, two boys, you were “the runt”, the weaker of the two, and your brother was a brutish asshole. I’m seeing a big guy, while you were always smaller, weaker, less healthy to an extent, you got sick often. But you were mama’s baby because of that, and though I don’t see her yet I can feel her around you. Still. She’s not here, but she could be one of your guides. A warm motherly presence, I’m getting you can feel her sometimes too but don’t know where it comes from. At some point there was a massive “accident” but I get it was no accident, it was your brother, bullying, and your legs were crushed. I heard paraplegic, waist down. There was no remorse from the brother, only shame he might get caught, but he wasn’t. Jealousy 💯 was very strong in him, because you were the favorite, you got more attention, and later, you were the much smarter as well. Big dumb brute, kinda psycho, that’s his energy. I get you being in the dark about much of this, you were probably much too young to understand what was even going on, 2-5 years old, and to you later - this life was what was always normal.

This reading starts much later, when you’re older. I get you being an absolute joy to be around, someone that loved meeting with and talking with anyone, from anywhere. You loved to tell stories, even other people’s stories (gossiping/conversation), and an excellent listener, you liked to be somewhere there were always people traveling through, I’m seeing a chair outside of your house or something. Maybe it’s a house, could be a business, right by a traveling path of some kind, there were always people on it to chat with. Could be outside a shop, a bar, idk but it’s outside not inside, that’s where you liked to be, and I’m seeing a hat made of straw 👒 but it’s not like any hat I’ve seen before. I get zero mention of parents in this reading, after childhood. I have no idea how you get to the chair every day. 9 Cups describes your spirit, and I get one that’s jovial, kind, always very chatty and in good spirits. Unicorn being here nods to a magical quality about you. You know when you meet someone who is just genuine in every way, and so sweet, that was who you were to a lot of local people, and some just passing through, which I get being a regular thing. A tourist stop maybe. There’s much more space between you and the brother when older, but he can’t stand you, and you assume he’s off doing whatever he does. No judgement at all. You avoided Justice, even knowing the kind of person he was, I get you were mostly unassuming and optimistic, you didn’t delve too deeply into him and just knew him as “troubled”, scary even, and yet you protected him on any occasion he might act out. I keep getting a jail reference, so I asked if he went to jail in the past, and got no, he died. Pissed someone off & it was Justice. He’s who you brought, and I asked if jail applies to this life - it could, but you may have no idea, the two of you are estranged, I don’t get any deep emotional connection there. He’s still male, and still very similar to his past personality. Less physically abusive, still troubled.

In the past, there was a particular person you were madly in love with, they were the most beautiful creature that walked the earth. You spent a long time talking to this person, probably years, and I get a very deep bond with them. Eventually, they met someone, a business owner or someone with a lot of money/status, and this person left you behind, devastated. It was the only time of your life you really hated your circumstances, but you were powerless and hated that feeling most of all. You have two Keys here, one card and the Key charm on the Unicorn which I now notice says “wisdom”, and you were very wise. For not having gone many places or “lived” the way other people do, you were a wonderful confidant, people could trust you with their deepest secrets (although some were fair game to gossip about). Others enjoyed helping you with anything, because somehow you were always helping them with something too. You were searched out by others, sometimes just for directions, sometimes for critical life advice, because you always knew what to do, and you really cared about people’s well-being. Anyone. The end makes me sad, it feels like a heavy weight on my chest. Someone didn’t know you were alone, or no one knew you were alone, this could’ve been a crisis situation, you couldn’t call for help and no one knew you were there or in trouble, wherever that was. You were there for a long time, trapped in, several days, under, behind, something, and you were very sad at the end. I want to cry.

Your energy in this life is divided. You’ve got The Assassin here with Squid, that’s no joke, you aren’t someone anyone is dumb enough to fk with this time around 💯 You’re extremely quiet, vengeful, not afraid of doing what you have to do, even if that would be considered “wrong”. Versatile, changeable, adaptable, quick as hell literally & mentally. Again I keep seeing jail, and one of those teardrop tattoos…which means you’ve killed someone? Idk. There’s an Axe on the Man here too. Whew. I hope not 🙏 This could just be showing me you’re ruthless, Assassin even says ruthless. But inside…you have an exciting, sensual, even romantic spirit, you still crave love, passion, excitement, steamy affairs & adventures. Libras gonna Libra 😍 If you haven’t killed anyone (I hope), lasting love may not be for you. This Man desires what he looks at, which is the Anchor, long term stability, a lasting relationship, true love even, but the Axe indicates you cut it off before it can get there…and you’re focused on the NEW. Ace of Cups. That initial excitement & passion of being obsessed with someone, can’t keep your hands off each other. But long term? You want it but you don’t, in some cases a painful divorce may be attached to this, but probably more painful for the other person. If you’re a felon, then it’s more about money, and the lack of a solid foundation in that sense. You also have a major travel bug, you want to MOVE, which makes sense considering this past life being connected, you couldn’t really. Money may stop you a lot, if you had it your way, you’d probably never stop moving. Cars & transportation may be an area of healthy obsession for you, literally traveling or even working on them, as a job or a hobby.

You’ve brought your twin, I don’t see them being related, at least not as a sibling. Could be a cousin, best friend, neighbor, they have some ties with your family, “a friend of the family” is what I’m hearing. They’re very similar to how they were in the past, but less cruel. Still crazy though 💯 You probably get flack from lovers or family about this person, they’re unreliable and always getting into trouble, a bad influence so to speak, you’re still the more logical. 10 Pentacles rev shows a lack of any solid foundation in your life, love, work, home, any of the stuff most people consider goals, I don’t get that you do. It’s a nice idea, you’re like “maybe someday”. Butterfly here with the clarifiers show you feel like if you could just escape, things would be better for you. There’s a daydreamy energy regarding this - you need some perspective on the long term, I get you don’t really think about long term, just today, tomorrow, the next. Drugs or mind altering substances could keep you distanced from family. Doesn’t have to be you either, could be them. There is a transformative energy here, I am getting this is karmic, but it doesn’t have to be this way. You could end up breaking generational curses, changing your life around, or maybe other people do, there’s a long stagnant energy but it’s for a much deeper divine purpose. If this is a family torn apart by tragedy, murder, whatever crime you may have going on - that could be the thing that has or will change you forever. Substances could be involved in that too. It’s a mix of personal tragedy and rising like a Phoenix from the ashes, something good could come out of something terrible, or it’s meant to make this change happen. Sending you lots of love Libra, this is a tough one, both lives 🩷

[knightofhylia]

🔑 sorry if wrong key emoji

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Door Bloodbeam Badlands Surprising new twists to things, no end of stories to be told, every story worth being told, creativity from unlikely sources Key Tower Takeover Calamity, consistent rolling of difficult things, terror, dangers, giving in to the cycle

Overall: The Door seems to be that there is no original idea left so why bother creating at all? The truth is that every story is worth it. Creaitivity can come from the strangest places and there will be people who like it. Unconventional pairings of things are signified in this card (the character is a vampire cowboy) The key is basically perseverance. Rarely are the moments that we think are going to end our lives actually do, and somehow we get through it. You can do your part to stop the ever turning wheel of shit by breaking away from the cycles that keep you trapped.

[1-800-clawro]

oblivious !

ꔛ﹅ ۰ ۰ ۰ 一 ꗃ﹕Day 7 ! 12 days till Christmas ⑇

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summary: keys is oblivious when it comes to reader's feelings.

content warnings: (sfw), oblivious keys, awkward reader, 2nd pov (you/your), other characters use they/them for reader, lmk if more !

a/n: love keys 🔑

You sighed as you reclaimed your confidence to speak to Keys again. You got up from your office chair and walked over to Keys. He was looking at something related to an npc. "Um- hey... Hey Keys!"

Keys turned to you and let go of his keyboard. He shyly smiled at you. "Hey [NICKNAME], need anything?"

You nodded. "I was wondering if you could help me with this code. I've been having trouble."

He hummed and smiled again. "O-okay!" He giggled but then coughed. He got up and followed you to your desk.

In reality, you weren't having trouble. You knew what needed to be fixed but you purposely put some wrong stuff in just to get him close.

You sat down in your chair, your hand on your mouse. "I don't know what to do. I checked the code a billion times..." You mumbled to him.

He hovered over you and placed his right hand on your desk. You silently gulped and continue to pretend.

He hummed once more and placed his hand on yours. He moved the mouse. "I see the problem..."

You mentally blushed at his action and tried your hardest to not laugh. He fixed the line if cod enough messed up and let go.

"Here you go!" He chuckled and put his hands on his hips. "Thanks Keys!" You smiled at him and he awkwardly stood there.

"N-no problem!!! Tell me if you need a-anything else!" He managed to say, his cheeks were were a shade of pink. He slowly walked away from you.

"They totally like you." Mouser said, his hands were crossed. "No they don't! [NICKNAME] just needed help with some code that's all..." Mouser laughed at him.

"You're so blind when it comes to love, dude!"

Keys just ignored him and walked back to his desk. Mouser followed Keys. He leaned on the wooden desk fill of post it notes and other stuff you would see on a office desk.

"Why don't you also them out?" Keys put both of his hands on his face, groaning. "I don't have the confidence like you do. I'll just freeze on my words."

Mouser looked at your desk, he saw you working on your computer. "Just go at it. Say, 'oh hey [NICKNAME], would you like to get coffee with me?'. " Mouser said with confidence only for Keys to scoff.

"It is just me or [NICKNAME] has been touchy with you since- forever!" Keys sighed at Mouser's comment. "Really dude! Hear me out! [NICKNAME] is smart! I know they didn't really need help on some code today."

He continued on his ramble, "Remember that time she asked you to 'pretend' to be her date to a dinner party?" He laughed and scratched his hair. "If that's not a sign, I don't know what is."

"Fi-fine. If I ask them out... would you leave me alone?" Mouser nodded at Keys. He got up and walked up to you.

He cleared his throat, getting your attention. "O hey there Keys." You smiled while he smiled back. "Hey [NICKNAME], I- um... I was wondering if maybe." He mumbled, "Id you would like to get coffee sometime...?" He mentally slapped himself in the face for stuttering so much.

He waited for you to laugh at his face, saying that he's just a loser and there's no way you would go out with him.

"Sure."

Keys eyes lit up. "What?" You smiled at his surprised look. "I'll go out with you. How about... 7 pm?" He smiled and silently clapped. "That works... I'll see you- later."

ꔛ﹅ ۰ ۰ ۰ 一 ꗃ﹕THANK YOU 💋

[bardic-perdita]

Ask game question! Feel free to answer about anyone! I’m most curious about Breoch 😊

🔑 (key) - What’s something your character has never told anyone? Why have they kept it a secret? What, if anything, would make them reveal it?

Thank you for the ask, lovely! I'll answer for just Breoch as, once again, my answers are pretty long-winded!

Pre-tadpole and post-tadpole Breoch would have different secrets, though they are connected.

Pre-tadpole Breoch's secret would be the existence of his lover, the drow wizard Varna Kredenza. Breoch played a dangerous game in Menzoberranzan, but he was somewhat protected due to the Patron (rather than Matron) of his House being an ancient white dragon. Any lover of his would not have the same level of protection, so could be punished in his stead. Besides, he enjoyed the excitement that secrecy brought to the relationship.

Post-tadpole Breoch would keep the secret of how his last two relationships ended. He'd be reluctant to reveal how his secret relationship with Varna turned sour, and how he used promises of love and sincerity to manipulate the people around him. His second relationship with a minor drow noblewoman called Yen Ba'Tol allowed him to love openly and freely, and brought him genuine joy. Though it was short-lived as she was poisoned by somebody in the city. The true culprit never revealed themselves (assassinations are commonplace in Menzoberranzan after all) but Breoch blames himself for her death.

Once he trusts somebody enough or if it becomes a necessity for him to be honest, he would open up about his past. Vulnerability does not come easily to him, but it's only in the sharing of his secrets that he starts to believe he's capable of change and deserving of forgiveness.