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[antnprklv]

[monstersdownthepath]

Milestone Monster: Nocticula, Our Lady in Shadow

CR 30

Chaotic Evil Medium Outsider

Adventure Path: Wrath of the Righteous: The Midnight Isles, pg. 86=87 (image taken from Elena Kononenkos’ artstation; it’s officially used in the Wrath of the Righteous video game!)

I put off reviewing Nocticula for the longest time for one specific reason: it’s incredibly hard to find art of her that could potentially bypass Tumblr’s ban on things which could cost them advertising money. Now, with those restrictions.... ?somewhat? ?lifted?, I feel as though I can finally star her in an article while using the best possible piece of art to represent her. I feel like no other piece before this one does justice to the Queen of the Succubi; every other piece shows off her Succubus side, but only this one shows off the Queen; The infinitely scheming and domineering presence in the Abyss, apex of demonic power, and voted Most Likely To Be The Next Demon God for a millennium running due to her penchant for stealing power from everyone who makes the mistake of allying with her and thinking they’re going to survive her wrath if they disappoint her.

To anyone who got into Pathfinder via its 2nd Edition (or completed the WotR video game), it may come as no surprise to you to find out that Nocticula succeeded in her quest to shed her evil nature and ascend to divine status as she did so, but it may come as some surprise to find out just what kind of cocoon the Redeemer Queen emerged from, which is what we’ll be covering today; not what she is now, but the powerhouse she was.

While a great many Demon Lords can claim to have body counts exceeding three or four digits thanks to their actions, directly or indirectly, Nocticula not only has a considerable body count of mortals, but several DOZEN other Demon Lords. Her Abyssal realm, the Midnight Isles, is literally built on the corpses of every Demon Lord she seduced and betrayed, taking their power and their bank accounts for herself. You would think after the first three or four, people would get wise to it. Perhaps they would... if Nocticula’s wings weren’t covered, back to front and top to bottom, with the names of still-living allies she’s chosen to bless, each benefiting from her Profane Ascension, a boon she can grant to any willing creature she lays with (or just kisses). Not only do the recipients get a +6 to one ability score of their choice, +4 to a second, See in Darkness, and a constant telepathic connection with dear Nocty (across any distance, even interplanar), but at any time they can request any of her spell-likes and she can grant them the power to use them. With this attractive blessing the LEAST of the gifts she can grant anyone she deems worthy of her time, it perhaps comes as no surprise that everyone wants a piece of her empire for one reason or another.

That she can revoke her Ascension at will and strike the victim with an unavoidable, no-save-allowed 4d6 Charisma drain and 1d10+10 negative levels is of little consequence. Everyone believes they’ll be the ones to remain permanently on her good side by being perfect little servants, that they have something unique only they can offer her, and the especially bold think they’ll be the one to finally betray and overwhelm her. They rarely ever consider her thousands of years of practice, her intelligence and patience, and her raw, ego-crushing power, dismissing each as below their own practice, patience, and power.

And then they end up as another corpse in her collection. Yet another divinity made humble and reduced to pavement by one of the most powerful demigods in all of Pathfinder.

Let’s get the first and most important part of her kit out of the way before we talk about literally anything else: Noticula’s Seductive Presence. Every other Demon Lord has an aura of supernatural terror, sending their lessers fleeing before them and paralyzing some opponents with overwhelming fear... but not Nocty. Dear Nocty can activate her Seductive Presence by merely speaking, forcing everyone and everything within 180ft of her to make a DC 43 Fortitude save. Success sees the victim immune to the Succubus Queen’s presence for a full 24 hours, but failure is incredibly punishing: ALL immunity to mind-affecting effects, charm effects, and compulsion effects is ignored so long as they remain within 180ft of her. No matter what the source of the immunity is, be it magical, racial immunity, or immunity as granted by divinity, it no longer applies while Nocty is in the room.

Suddenly, everyone falling head over heels for her makes a little more sense. if she can seduce machines, plants, oozes, and demigods, what hope does an actual mortal humanoid have? Many demigod-level entities have full immunity to mind-affecting effects, meaning they may be caught by complete surprise when they find themselves hanging onto her every word without realizing it. Fun aside: With a save DC of 43, none of the other statted Demon Lords automatically succeed; the highest Fortitude save belongs to Xoveron, who has +38, meaning he fails if he rolls less than a 6. 

Failing the save against her Presence causes the victim to become fascinated for 5d4 rounds, which typically gives her enough time to decide how she wants to deal with a particular impediment. Equally skilled in diplomacy and violence, Nocticula can skip the middleman and basically use both with gaze alone: At will, as a standard action, Nocticula can simply Dominate a single creature she can see unless it succeeds a DC 43 Will save. The Dominate ability can act as either Dominate Creature or Dominate Person depending on if she’s aiming it at a Humanoid or not, and in the latter case? It becomes a swift action instead of a standard one, meaning she can do it twice a round against a party of Humanoids (or a party with at least one Humanoid). And remember that any hope of no-selling her mental powers is suppressed if you fail that single save you need to make before the fight even begins! This, ironically, means boosting your saves is more important than becoming outright immune to her tricks, as Seductive Presence has no effect on anything bolstering saving throws.

Provided her 3/day Quickened Mass Suggestion didn’t convince the whole party to willingly fail their save against her Presence and thus end the battle before it even started, an actual slugfest with her is so god damn difficult your party may wonder if working for her would be easier than working against her. Starting with the most obvious: Time Stop is a scary spell for a creature as powerful as Nocty, though she has no buffs to make it particularly worthwhile to do so... but what she does have is a 3/day Summon Demons, conjuring upwards to three CR 20 encounters to fight alongside her. While any party able to contend with the CR 30 demigoddess herself isn’t likely to be significantly inconvenienced by even the most powerful of demons, suddenly having to contend with thirty extra bodies between them and a ranged-attack specialist that can fly (not to mention Blasphemy and Chaos Hammer being thrown out with no fear of friendly fire) will, if nothing else, force the party to expend time and resources getting through them.

With the ability to both see in and create supernatural darkness (via at-will Deeper Darkness), Nocty can also use extra rounds of Time Stop to plunge the arena into pitch black she can easily navigate through. Whether it’s through summoning flankers or through the party not being able to see her (or both), Nocty has two separate ways to tack her +4d6 Sneak Attack damage to her dizzying array of damage dealing limbs, three if you count her Greater Feint letting her throw an opponent off-guard as a move action... and four if a DM feels clever, using either her at-will Shapechange or her ability to assume the form of any Humanoid as a free action to pose as a harmless pet, blend in with the crowd of summoned demons, or even hide among the party members. That last one is especially insidious, as who’d call foul about the party Cleric stepping over to slap a new buff onto someone in the middle of combat to counter the darkness or the demon swarm? Unfortunately, a single touch could potentially allow Nocty to get in for a debilitating kiss, her Energy Drain sapping 2 levels from anyone she kisses or caresses with no save... Unless, for whatever reason, they’re not Mythic, which means they take 1d6+4 negative levels instead. But, come on, if you’re fighting Nocticula, you’re gonna be Mythic, right? Or at least have Death Ward up, for god’s sake! NEVER grapple with a succubus without protection!

there i made the joke so no one else has to.

Anyway, I talked about her Sneak Attack before I talked about her regular attacks, didn’t I? She’s got quite the menagerie, and every attack but her two wings (1d6+4) inflicts a different debuff. Her two claws (1d8+12) inflict 1d4 Cha drain as she tears away the victim’s sense of self; her molten hooves deal 1d4+6 damage, 1d6 Fire damage, and set whoever they stomp on fire for 3d6 damage every round; and her trio of whipping, barbed tails deal 2d6+12 damage and afflict victims with a ferocious poison that deals 1d4 Wisdom drain and paralyzes the victim for 1 round if they fail the DC 44 Fortitude save. Failing two saves in a row inflicts permanent blindness, adding a fifth way for Nocty to reap the benefits of her Sneak Attack.

Something special about Nocty’s poison is that it has no cure save. It WILL last 6 full rounds and cannot be prematurely ended by making any number of saves; if you want it ended early, it needs to be via magic. This makes being exposed to repeat doses extremely dangerous, each one adding +2 to the save DC and +3 rounds of duration, but Nocty has no way to bypass poison immunity of any sort (except via Greater Dispel Magic versus magical means), so acquiring a means to stop her from driving you and your party insane should be top priority. Especially since we haven’t even covered something I alluded to three paragraphs ago: Her ranged prowess.

Her unique hand crossbow, Shadowkiss, is her comically undersized but disproportionately damaging weapon of choice--think the Noisy Cricket but without the dramatic recoil. Less of a kiss and more of a ‘hit you with my car’ type of deal going on. This +5 Unholy Hand Crossbow deals 1d4+20 damage and carries Nocty’s tenacious poison with every single shot, and if you’re wondering where that titanic flat damage is coming from: +5 from the enchantment, and +15 from Nocty’s Charisma modifier, as her Cruel Shots ability adds her Cha mod to all ranged weapon attack damage. Furthermore, each time Shadowkiss deals damage to a creature, it gains Bane against that creature’s type until it damages a different creature type, so that’s +2 to attack and damage rolls and +2d6 extra damage. Against a Good-aligned foe she’s already attacked, that means Shadowkiss is dealing 1d4+2d6+22 damage with every shot (+4d6 Sneak Attack if they’re impaired or tangled in melee), of which she can make five a round if she takes a Full-Attack thanks to her Rapid Shot feat. That’s not the only feat she has to empower her ranged attacks, either; she also has the standard Point-Blank and Precise Shot, as well as Flyby Attack because why wouldn’t she, but Rapid Shot is definitely the star player, giving her not only more damage (of course), but potentially giving Shadowkiss one extra chance each round to critically strike, which it does on a 17~20 (which lets her add Staggering Critical to deny your own Full-Attacks).

If all five shots from Shadowkiss land and each dose of poison is successfully delivered, that means the poor soul has to make a DC 54 save every round for 18 rounds to avoid taking drain and being paralyzed...  Y;know, if the 5d4+100 damage didn’t kill threaten their life enough. And obviously, between each Full-Attack, she’ll be burning her swift action firing off Dominate at every opportunity that arises just because she can, which your party will gradually become more and more vulnerable to because of her poison.

I like to think there’s a great many beings in the cosmos that breathed a sigh of relief when Nocticula shed her demonic heritage, but no greater a sigh was heaved than the one exhaled by the denizens of the Abyss itself, if only because now the Demon Lord that other Demon Lords feared was gone.

You can read more about her here.

[namitha]

@keerat-7271 🤍🤍

Happiest birthday to my quiet, kind hearted, inexplicable, most loving person, owner of the best innocent smile, my best friend, Keerat. 🥳🧁🍭You're the best, I don't think you were told how wonderful you really are. Are you aware of how special you are? 🙃 We've been friends since the beginning(2020). I don't know how we got to be friends, but I know this bond of friendship is never supposed to end. Hey nah, my 1,000-year-old soul friend? And I'm glad you're in my life. 😇 The pure love and respect for one another remains in our heart. I'm so, so blessed to have you, Keerat. Thank you, Keerat for standing by me every time I need to talk to someone. Thanks for being such a good friend, a good listener. 🤗😘 I hope today is the happiest day you'll always remember. Make it a special day with your family, cousins and friends. Please always be happy because I always want to see your soft innocent smile, Mr Barbad Ashiq. 😀 May the divine love showers you full of blessings. I wish all happiness to come to you every day. I wish you an abundance of love, health, wealth, wellness, happiness and peace in your life. Love you so much, my dear friend, sending all my love, magic, light and a long tightest hug.🤗🤗 Enjoy your day, Keerat! 🥃🥃Cheers!! 🤍🤍

(I know you haven't been actively involved in Tumblr lately, so let my wishes reach you telepathically. Many many more happy returns of the day, Buddy!!)

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[milknette]

chapter 04 - best friend

your whispers and sunlight, cold hands feeling for mine.

tumblr month: @adrinetteapril​

links: ao3 | ff.net chapter: previous | next

“WE’RE not dating,” Marinette only repeats, for what seems to be the hundredth time that afternoon.

She looks outside the building, irritatedly watching as the rain continues to pour outside.

(If not for the weather, she’d have long-since escaped the conversation already.)

Alya doesn’t look like she believes her— nothing new, and shakes her head. “Okay, but you went on a date yesterday,” she continues. “Seems to me like even if you’re not dating right now, you’re definitely on the way to it.”

Marinette has to scoff. “Please, we just had dinner together. You’re just reading too much into it.”

“So what?” Alya only asks, continuing the conversation. “How’d you end it then? No goodnight kiss? No longing glance before he ran after and confessed his undying love for you?”

“Absolutely not,” the mermaid shakes her head. “I told you, we’re just friends. And that’s all we’re going to be.” She pauses, and her expression sours. “Besides, we had to end the date early because some wonderful little fanclub decided to attack their idol with a water balloon.”

“Actually, I think that was meant for y—,” Alya starts, then nods. “And you know that… okay.”

“Come on, you’re telling me that you felt nothing?” She only argues, shaking her head. “Not even a skip in that little heart of yours?”

“Mermaids don’t have hearts,” Marinette only answers automatically, before placing a hand on her chest. “Not like you humans do, at least. Because if my heart so much as skipped a beat, I’d be dead.”

“It’s just a form of expres—,” Alya pinches her forehead. “Look, whatever the difference between our species is, I know you still feel things. Like how much you love me. And how much you’re in love with Adrien Agreste. Don’t you think you’ll become something more?”

Why does the conversation keep coming back to this? It’s like they’re swimming in circles.

“Now that you mention it…,” Marinette pauses, as if in thought. “You might be right. We won’t just be friends anymore…”

“I knew it! I just know that you’re going to be adorable and cute and have little half-merperson babies—“

“We’ll be best friends!” The unamused look on Alya’s face is evident. “I mean, the spot’s open now since the original holder of that position wouldn’t shut up and was therefore demoted.”

The girl only rolls her eyes, then dramatically looks away. “Can’t believe that you’re dropping your first ever human friend just because of some cute boy,” Alya fake-sobs, sighing loudly. “I can be just as cute, you know.”

Marinette rolls her eyes. “Believe me, you don’t even compare.”

“I think she’s pretty cute, though,” a third voice suddenly chimes in, smiling.

Alya beams at the sudden visitor as he comes to view, and the mermaid can only watch as she jumps over to hug him.

(Marinette can’t quite place it, but he seems strangely familiar.)

“Oh my god!” She says, eyes bright. “What are you doing here? I thought you weren’t gonna be home for another week!”

“Decided to come back early,” the figure responds easily. “It was fun, but it’s good to be back. Were you surprised?”

She gives him another hard squeeze, before pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. “Absolutely,” Alya says, revelling in the bright red that floods the boy’s cheeks.

As if recalling the situation, Alya turns to face Marinette, who offers a strained smile at the stranger.

Ah, another human.

How wonderful.

“This is Nino,” she introduces him, as he throws a friendly wave her way. “He’s also from the mythology department, but he conducts field research a lot so he’s barely here,” Alya explains, before huffing. “Which sucks.”

Nino laughs nervously, You know I have to go,” he argues back. “It’s not like they can work without me.” At that, he turns and tips his hat in the mermaid’s direction. “Hey, it’s cool to meet you. Thanks for keeping Alya company while I’ve been gone.”

Marinette only nods curtly, not making any effort to introduce herself.

(For all she knows, he could be some other mermaid-hater or water-balloon-thrower. He seems the type.)

Alya rolls her eyes at the icy greeting, then speaks up. “And that’s Marinette,” she finally states. “Remember the one I told you about?”

Told him about?

What exactly has she been telling him?

Nino’s eyes light up in recognition. “Ah,” he echoes back. “The mermaid.”

“Yeah…,” Marinette only responds, before cautiously wrapping the jacket around her tighter. “What’s it to you, land mammal?”

“No need to get so defensive,” Nino explains, raising his hands up in an apparent bout for peace. “I’m a friend.”

“I don’t make friends with humans that easily.”

“Well, that’s fine,” Nino starts, then smiles at her. “Doesn’t bother me, after all.”

Noticing her confused stare, he only smiles, before rolling up one of his raincoat’s sleeves to showcase damp scales, glittering in the artificial light of the building. “Was not prepared for the rain today.”

“Wait, you—?”

“Well, not fully,” he’s quick to say, before she can finish her question. He pats the scales in his arm, before putting the coat back on. “I’m a halfie,” Nino explains. “Dad’s a merman, mom was human.”

Marinette stares at him in wonder. So that’s why he isn’t completely transforming, then?

“Wow…”

“This is the first time you’ve met someone like me, huh?”

She nods slowly, before realizing how rude such a thing might come off. “I mean, I think it’s amazing.”

“I think a pure-blooded mermaid is a lot more amazing, but I’m not one to turn down a compliment,” Nino replies coolly. “Has Alya not told you about me?”

Marinette pauses, as if in thought. “I don’t think she ever—“

“Hey, no. That’s because you never wanted to listen!” Alya protests, shaking her head. “Whenever I want to talk about relationships, you always zone out.”

“But you never told me he was half-mermaid!” Marinette argues back. “Now he’s a lot cooler and more interesting.”

“Aw, thank you Marinette.”

“You’re welcome, Nino.”

The two stare at each other for a moment, then laugh.

“Glad to see that you two are getting along,” Alya only says drily.

“Of course,” Marinette responds easily. “He’s my best friend, after all.”

Catching on quickly, Nino nods solemnly. “Yeah, sorry babe. It was best friendship at first sight.”

“So you’re replacing me too, then?”

The three of them are surprised to see the entry of a fourth party, and Marinette briefly wonders how many chance encounters she can have with someone before it finally counts as stalking.

“Dude!” Nino’s only too quick to say, wrapping a hand to give the speaker a hug. “It’s been way too long.”

“I rushed over as soon as Mme. Mendeleiev said you were back,” he responds brightly. “Can’t believe you didn’t even tell me,” he continues, giving a light punch on the shoulder. “Am I really not your best friend anymore?”

As if noticing the others, Adrien grins as his eyes land on one girl. “Fansea meeting you here, Marinette,” he greets, jokingly bowing down to her.

It’s extremely dorky.

Almost painfully so.

But as usual, she finds it just as painfully adorable.

“You really just have a habit of apiering out of thin water, huh?”

(At that moment, Alya telepathically sends her three messages.

You just punned.

And not just any pun— an objectively terrible one.

You’re falling head over fins for this boy, aren’t you?

Understandably, she chooses to ignore all of them.)

Nino only looks on in confusion, and Marinette almost doesn’t notice the telling nudge that Alya gives him.

Almost.

The couple only stares at each other for a moment, before Nino connects the puzzle pieces together, and grins.

They subtly fist bump, and the mermaid can already feel the oncoming headache she’s about to have.

Great. Now there are two of them.

“So…,” Nino starts, wrapping an arm around Adrien— with Alya doing the exact same to her. No escape.

“I happen to have three backstage passes to Jagged’s show tomorrow,” he continues, “since I’ll be opening for him. “Any of you up for it? Consider it my welcome-back gift.”

Adrien’s only too enthusiastic to agree, but Marinette stares at the two of them in suspicion. They’re hatching something, she knows. And from the pits of her stomach, she knows she won’t enjoy it.

“You know, I actually have a lot of work to finish by this week, so…”

“Come on, make an exception?” Nino pleads, “I don’t know how long I’ll be here. You wouldn’t leave your best friend hanging, right?”

“And your real best friend, too,” Alya points out, wagging a finger in her direction.

Marinette holds back the urge to sigh in exasperation, watching as they both look at her with pleading eyes.

She bites the need to scream, but finally, begrudgingly, nods. “Fine!”

Adrien grins as the mermaid agrees. “You know,” he starts, “I can’t help but feel a little left out of this best friends club of yours.”

Alya looks at him innocently (which is really just code for she’s going to do something absolutely evil). “Oh, don’t worry about that,” she says easily. “Marinette said she’d be absolutely open to taking the next step in your relationsh— MMF!”

“Aand that’s our cue to leave!” Marinette finally says, acting calm as she places a strict hand over her best friend’s lips and basically drags her to the exit of the building. “You know, we have a lot to finish by tonight if we want to go tomorrow.”

“Right…,” Adrien says, evidently confused with the situation, but deciding against asking with his better judgment. Nino’s really only holding back the need to burst into laughter.

“We’ll meet up again then!”

(As Marinette opens the door to the exit, she catches Adrien ask, “what was that all about?”

“You still have a lot to understand about women, my dear Adrien, Nino only responds. “So… Marinette’s cute, huh?”)

The mermaid makes a note of adding Nino to her people-to-drown list.

Half-merman heritage be damned.

[virtuangel]

bye bye 2020, hello 2021 !!

happy new year everyone!! there’s a lot of people i want to thank for making last year so much more bearable so i tried writing some messages for some of my dearest mutuals this year as well!! (keyword tried because i absolutely cannot put my feelings and thoughts into words. i love you all though and thank you so so so much!!!)

@angelhyunjin : angi!! i know you’re not on here anymore (actually i just found out . i ran to twt to find u as quick as i could!!) but it felt weird not?? putting you on here because you WERE a big part of my year!! i was always excited to chat with you and i rlly rlly loved (still do) seeing your art and your dance covers i can’t believe how talented at both you are!! you are really really lovely and even if it’s been a while i hope you know i still think of you and hope you’re doing well!! this year might have been hard but i hope 2021 will be much nicer to you because you definitely deserve it!! i love you!! 

@cinanamon : stephie!! i think we haven’t talked in a while until we started suddenly bonding over minho but all is well that ends well because now we are the founders of a minho cult and that’s all i could hope for in life i think! we don’t talk that much but seeing your tags in all the minho posts is always a TIME i absolutely love reading them! thank you for being there to lose it over minho, always, but also for being there in general! you are really sweet and i do love to talk to u!! i also know you are a really good writer so i hope 2021 brings you lots of inspiration to write more!! (and i’ll finally catch up on your fics too! hehe) happy new year!! 

@cocogoat : puppy !! i think we haven’t been friends for long actually and that sounds fake because that would mean there was a time i didn’t instinctively check your blog when i woke up in the morning (or the evening let’s be real)?? you are so! adorable and for what!!!!!! i really do love seeing you pop up in my phone notifs and reading your posts even if i dont have any idea what they’re saying half of the time unless it’s dgrp (i cannot believe i have a dgrp friend now. amazing i think i won) u are so funny and so cute and i’m really glad i got to know you because!! you’re such a nice friend that i! love! times can be hard but i hope 2021 is gentle with you because that is! what! you deserve! gentle pats and tight hugs! (maybe that’s why i associate ab6ix’s heaven with you it’s the gentle vibes) <3

@glossiers : miss bri i am in love w u that’s it. no i’m kidding that’s not it i have much more to say . i am in lov w u though #brillie2k21 i think. i think it’s been a surprisingly short time since we’ve actually started talking?? which is kinda crazy if u ask me because?? how the hell did i live my life without screaming BRIIIII whenever i see u on the dash like for real how . that sounds like a life so empty like. that would rlly be missing . something?? anyways u are a dear dear friend that i really really love and i’m sure you know that but i will keep saying it anyway! i’m sure i’m pretty annoying so thanks for putting up with me! and for talking to me! i feel like i’ve said it before but! you are a delight to see on the dash and i lovlovlov talking to u (and sending u pics of my cats, thank u for appreciating them). i still cannot believe u managed to convince yourself i was a hyeongjun stan though. hope i can be convincing enough to clear that up and leave no doubts in your brain this year. anyways i love you and i hope we can continue to be friends and talk even MORE this year!!!!!! happy new year ilu <3

@hwacinth : miss dia my sweet sweet floral nymph real life shirayuki and queen of urls! i am? so so so so so glad that we are friends you literally have my heart it is YOURS i can’t even try to claim it back!! you literally are shirayuki i don’t even know how to elaborate i think it’s just self-explanatory but you are just. such a sweet little sunshine!! it’s like you bring spring everywhere you go!! we could be in a middle of a metaphorical storm but when you appear the skies clear up and flowers bloom wherever you step and i cannot help but smile when i see you online!! thank you so so much for being my little ray of sunshine in these tough times! i hope to see even more of your posts this year!! don’t hesitate to live blog anything you watch in my dms if you feel like you’re posting too much (but i hope you never feel that way because you’re not . love seeing u live post it is absolutely amazing i won’t ever get tired of it)!! happy new year and i love you!! ps only 1 more hour until your birthday HAPPY BIRTHDAY DIA ILUUU <3 I HOPE YOU CAN HAVE A WONDERFUL ONE!! IM SENDING YOU CAKE TELEPATHICALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

@hwisgf : sorinaaaa! happy new year!! we don’t talk that much but it is always nice seeing you around! you are vv sweet and i really appreciate that, thank you for taking the time to talk to me sometimes!! you are also probably my only fantasy mutual?? which is terrible on one side because i think everyone should stan sf9 but that’s besides the point . i really do love the fact that i at least have u to talk to abt sf9 if need and i LOVE seeing u in love with hwi it is absolutely amazing. i am forever grateful for all the free hwi pics days too!! <3 i hope 2021 can be a year full of happiness for you!! (also that is also besides the point but @ fnc i want an sf9 cb announcement) ILY!! (and so does hwi)

@inkigayeo : miss vivi galaxy brain happy new year!! we only started talking recently but u do have my heart already!! i hope this year treats you well and that we can get to know each other more and be friends hehe!!!! <3 (my other wish is for u to stop breaking my heart with those fake titles. please . why should san NOT come back explain yourself .)

@jeongcheols : mimi . mimi mimi mimi im literally typing this as u are listening to that ten n dj stage ok now it’s kai ok anyways . ANYWAYS i am loving your sm concert live commentary . criminal is sounding amazing taemin is insane indeed (yes i took a break before coming back to writing this) i truly don’t know what to say?? n i have to keep watching the time so that i can scream HAPPY NEW YEAR into the mic in 14 minutes. but like?? i love you?? like. like for real i don’t know what i would’ve done without you?? also it’s weird writing this for tumblr instead of just in your messages (also i can’t focus with idea playing. idea soty). and i mean. you technically know all of this but like?? i can’t believe we’ve known each other for so long but also such a short time at the same time like. what. thank you for being my bestestest friend and my soulmat i don’t think i would’ve been able to remain sane this year (and last year too honestly) if it wasn’t for you?? thank you for always listening to my incoherent rants and i’m always so sorry for spamming you while you’re asleep i know you must wake up to like 150+ messages with absolutely no connection between them and they’re all just so random i truly don’t know how you manage to not get annoyed and to just stay with me all this time i’m- getting emotional. you had a terrible year, i know it! i really do!! and while it might not be looking too bright right now, i hope the universe hears me and treats you much better in 2021 because!! you deserve so much more!! you deserve the world, really!!! i love you!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (i would write more really but like what is there to say literally i’m just (your emoji)) i love you for real;;

@nakyngs : ele <3 happy new year!!!!!! we haven’t talked much this year but i do think of u a lot daily i hope you know that!! and i love u a lot! even if i still need to catch up on all your aus </3 i hope 2021 can be a fun and stress-free year for you!! and we should catch up sometime too!! ps i hope your fish are ok

@ncityzen : dear spring fairy!! i already sent you a new year’s message earlier today like what. 6 hours ago but! once again!! i really do hope you can leave the hard times behind in 2020 and only get the best things possible this new year!! i’m always very happy to see you appear on my dash and curious to see your life updates and your random literature-related mini-rants in the tags they are always very interesting to see!! so! hoping to see even more of that this year <3 i hope you know that i love you and i really care about you!!

@woojjongs : MISS IRI! i am screaming this very loud so hopefully u can hear me all the way in canada! okay i had to leave this one for last because i?? don’t really know how to start i’m just a pink glittery puddle with lil hearts flowing in it that is how i feel towards u right now . how does one think and how does one write down their thoughts coherently give me a second. this is going to be a mess maybe u shouldn’t read it (‘accidentally’ forgets to tag u). just know that i decided to play txt’s wishlist to write this and u might be confused by that but all u need to know is that it means i love you very much. OKAY so miss iri you are . such a wonderful pal i truly don’t know what i would’ve done without you like . it would feel so weird not seeing you around tumblr would be so so so so empty i don’t even think you can begin to imagine how empty i’d feel without you around here ksdjbskbds i absolutely adore you but we already knew that. i’m always super excited to see your gifsets and your nonsense!! be it your love for woojong or u missing lim jimin (play m.. 🔪) or your snoo brainrot or hating literally anyone on smtm or whatever else it might be i love it all!! you are so cute and adorable and talented and sweet and funny i cannot believe you also happen to be the prettiest person on earth too. how does that feel! anyways i love you so so so so so much? i keep telling you to hold back from committing crimes but i absolutely WOULD commit a crime for u i really do adore you!! i mean . how many groups did u make me stan . (ok actually i don’t think there’s that many. but STILL) i know i can be super annoying but thank u for taking the time to chat with me nonetheless!! i’m all over the place but . there’s times i come online literally just to check your blog nothing else! i hope we can continue to be friends this year too n perhaps talk more (or the same amount idk please tell me off when i’m too annoying)!! happy new year, i hope it holds wonderful things in store for u!!!!!! and we really are starting off great since victon comeback is approaching <3 (this got way too long i’m so sorry i’ll cut it off now before i write 10 pages)

@xiaocity : miss siya hello hello hello first of all i’m just so very glad that you’re back i l o v e you!!! i love seeing you around be it your gifs or your text posts which yes. i cannot properly understand half of the time but google is my best friend after all! you’re such a wonderful person and i’m just?? really glad to have you around like?? you feel kind of like a cousin i don’t always get to see but am always excited to talk to when i can? this might not make sense but. you are vvv cool and talented and funny and feel very like. reliable? i feel like i am not making any sense so like ignore me. what i’m saying is i really really like you a whole lot and i really hope we can talk even more in 2021!! happy new year, i hope it’s a wonderful one for you!!

@yunwoo : miss anna we haven’t been moots for that long and we haven’t talked much but u are vvv cute and i hope we can become (better) pals this year!! i’m looking forward to seeing u on the dash more often, hopefully!! happy new year <3

[slicedblackolives]

Chitin? Fun word to work with, hope u have a nice day!

It was the basil, that did it. It was hard, to grow basil in a city where 70% cloud cover, rather than the usual 90, made people whip out their picnic baskets. But Ira managed it. Three lush bushes of densely packet flavourful leaves. 

Now covered in multiple layers of webbing. 

Ira was a shy, and quiet. She was lanky, and awkward, and wore long skirts that twirled as she walked, and had thick round glasses. She avoided confrontation like bees avoided well-manicured lawns but. But those were her basil. 

“Excuse me,” she rapped on the door on the suburban gothic hive-castle, “excuse me!” 

It swung open, unaided. 

Ira steadied herself, and stepped inside. The entire house was webbed over, dusty, sunlight filtering through the translucent webbing over the windows. She heard scuttled behind her, always behind her, no matter how she turned. 

“Can we please talk!” 

Of course, my dear. The thought flitted in her mind. She gasped, and turned. 

“Oh,” she panted, “just you.” It was her neighbour. She’d seen her on late-night walks. A seven foot tall spider-woman, with eight legs and a little leash wrapped around her chitinous pincers, walking her pet frog. 

“We need to talk!” 

Indeed we do, she communicated telepathically, tea? She chittered happily as she disappeared into one of the holes. Oh you prefer coffee, I see. 

“Yes. Thank you.” 

Another happy chitter. 

Wait. You are upset. 

“Yes, I am upset, Ms. Callows,” they were just basil, just basil, she was annoying this innocent woman, “you seem to have.. damaged my basil.” 

YES! YES, I DID! DID YOU LIKE IT?

“Um. Like it?” Callows appeared. She sipped her coffee. And then sipped it again. Gosh, it was excellent. 

YES. I GOT RID OF YOUR WEEDS. I SECURED YOUR WEB. 

Callow’s pincers are up to her chin. She doesn’t smile, but her eyes close just a tad, that Ira can easily imagine her grinning ear to ear, and even blushing. Her pincers open and close excitedly. 

“They weren’t.. weeds.” 

Callow deflates. Her pincers fall. 

...oh.

“Please don’t be upset!”

I simply wanted to secure your web. I am so sorry. 

She keeps the cup down. 

“Can I ask.. why?” 

Nervous sentences flash across her head so fast she can’t decipher them. Callow seems to wilt into the couch. 

I thought it would be easier. 

“...than?”

Asking you out. As humans say. 

Oh. “Oh.”

They sit awkwardly, each to nervous and flush to say a word. 

“You can help me regrow them,” Ira finally says, “you can help me with my whole garden in fact.”

Callow looks up, eyes small and smiling. I’d like that.

—

Send me a word or a word and a ship and i’ll write you something. 

(Also what’s with the bug themed asks? AND TUMBLR ATE MY FIRST DRAFT!!)

[hellostarlight20]

I Fall in Love with You Every Day 2/5

Title from the Frank Sinatra song of the same name Nine/Rose Ten/Rose Regeneration, fluff, angst—oh the angst! happy ending Recognizable dialogue from appropriate episodes

For @natural–blues who wanted Nine x Rose in a committed relationship with full on confession of their love (no oh, you know rubbish) when Nine regenerated into Ten. Also Rose remembers Bad Wolf and feels as if she killed her Doctor. The following story follows canon only in the loosest sense.

AO3 and TSP, on Tumblr part 1

I know it looks like this is dialog straight from ‘Born Again’ but trust me, it’s not. I did say loosely based…

 “Doctor?” Rose slowly blinked open her eyes. What was she doing on the TARDIS’s grating? The beautiful ship hummed in her head, a gentle, soothing sound of understanding and hope and determination.

The Doctor didn’t help her stand, which she found a bit odd considering, but Rose stumbled to her feet and leaned against the console for support. The Doctor stood just around from her, hands braced on a flat surface of the console, looking as sexily handsome as ever.

“My Rose.” He grinned, that small, smirking, half-smile and shook his head.

“What’s wrong, Doctor?” Her knees gave out and a dizzy spell washed over her. She tried to get to the Doctor, though she didn’t understand the urgency beating through her. “Something’s wrong—I can feel it. What happened? I don’t—” She pressed the heel of her hand to her forehead but it neither made her headache disappear nor did it make her memories clearer. “I don’t remember.”

“Rose Tyler.” His voice caressed her name as it usually did, but the inflection lacked the additional telepathic touch.

That lack worried her.

“I was going take you to so many places. Barcelona. Not the city Barcelona, the planet Barcelona. You’d love it!” And the way he said that, with his small smile and dancing eyes, told Rose exactly how much fun they’d have.

Not just exploring, but together. Getting lost in alleyways or long-abandoned secret tunnels. Running from the authorities or angry vendors. Kissing against the buildings or shagging in dark corners. Them. Always.

“Fantastic place,” he continued. “They’ve got dogs with no noses. Imagine how many times a day you end up telling that joke, and it’s still funny.”

She grinned at him but it felt off. Wrong. “Then, why can’t we go?”

The Doctor waved her off, but the movement was strained. “Maybe you will, and maybe I will. But not like this.”

“Doctor.” Her voice cracked. “What’s happening? Where’s Jack? What happened—the Daleks.” She remembered them, remembered—remembered him sending her away! “What happened with them? We were on the Game Station and then you locked me in the TARDIS.”

“I love you, my Rose. Remember that.” His blue-steel eyes met hers and Rose swore he saw clear to her soul. “I fall in love with you every day.”

Terrified, Rose stepped closer but stopped. He gave off keep away waves and though their telepathic connection only worked when they touched, Rose knew him. She knew him.

“You’re not making sense,” she whispered.

“I might never make sense again.” He tried to laugh but it was so strained her heart broke.

“Doctor—”

“I might have two heads or no head. Imagine me with no head! And don’t say that’s an improvement.”

“What are you—” she shook her head, torn between total confusion and chastising him for disparaging his looks (again)—“don’t say that about yourself.”

“But it’s a bit dodgy, this process. You never know what you’re going to end up with.”

“What process, Doctor what are you talking—”

He doubled over and his own terror, his fear for her, hit Rose so clearly tears blurred her vision. She stumbled to his side, gripping the console for support, legs barely holding her upright.

“No, Rose! Stay away!”

He pushed her back and she fell against one of the coral struts. The TARDIS hummed in her brain, but Rose didn’t understand any of it. His arms curled around himself and light danced beneath his skin. But he looked at her, looked directly at her, and tried to smile.

“Doctor.” The words rushed from her lips. “Tell me what’s going on. What happened? Did the Daleks do something to you? Where’s Jack?”

“No, my Rose.” He shook his head, grimacing. “I absorbed all the energy of the Time Vortex and no one’s meant to do that. Every cell in my body’s dying.”

All her questions about how he absorbed the Time Vortex, when the hell he had the chance to even do that, and if no one was meant to do so why he thought it’d be a brilliant idea to start now died on her lips.

“Dying?” She may not have said that aloud. “What do you mean, dying? What the hell happened? I—I saved…you.”

Had she? Rose thought she remembered, it was there, just out of reach. But then she heard the soothing thrum of the TARDIS and let those memories go. For now.

He smiled at her; at least she thought he did. It may have been one of those telepathic caresses that fooled her.

“Oh, Rose.” He shook his head. “Time Lords have this little trick; it’s sort of a way of cheating death. Except it means I’m going to change and I’m not going to see you again. Not like this. Not with this daft old face.”

“What did I tell you about that?” she snapped, tears clogging her throat. “I love your face.” The tears she tightly held back fell. She didn’t bother to check them.

“You said not to make fun of my face.” His face softened and she crept closer. “Rose, my Rose.” He stopped and she knew he didn’t want her near him but as always he drew her to his side. “Remember that. Please. Remember how much I love you.”

“I fall in love with you every day,” she whispered.

“Before this me goes—I want you to remember that. My Rose. Forever.”

Rose had no idea what he meant. She never had the chance to ask. Not that him. The Doctor burst into flames, brilliant golden flames that blinded her. If any sound accompanied the fire, Rose couldn’t hear it over the sound of her heart breaking.

“Doctor?” She called, half turned away. “Doctor!”

She covered her eyes with her hand and peaked through her fingers. When she could see enough, she was already moving forward before she realized what happened. Well, no, she had no freakin’ clue what happened.

“Hello,” a stranger said. “Okay. Ooo, new teeth. That’s weird. So, where was I? Oh, that’s right. Barcelona.”

“What?” The word fell like a brick between them. “Who the hell are you?”

The strange man, tall, skinny, wild brown hair, wide smile, met her gaze and Rose thought—felt—but no. Even if he wore the Doctor’s clothes. He was not the Doctor. Not her Doctor.

“What the hell just happened?” she demanded. “Who are you? Where’s the Doctor? What have you done with him?”

“Barcelona, yes.” The man grinned and nodded and she wanted to slap him but was frozen to the spot. “Six in the evening, Tuesday…October, I’d say. You’ll love the autumn there, well their version of it, Rose. How about 5006? Sure! On the way to Barcelona!”

He looked extremely pleased with himself. And he knew how to pilot the TARDIS. Who knew how to do that besides the Doctor? Well, besides him and Jack, and the little she knew about it. Rose wanted to ask him, but words died on her tongue, as dry as dust.

“Now then...what do I look like?” He waggled his eyebrows at her in a very non-Doctor way. She didn’t know what he meant or how to answer that.

“I don’t—” Rose shook her head. “You don’t know?”

She felt the tenuous connection she shared with the Doctor, it still burned brightly within her mind. She grasped it, held it tightly, but no matter how she tried, felt as if it slipped through her fingers

“No, no no, no no no no no no no. No. Don’t tell me.”

“I don’t…” She shook her head again, at a loss for words. Or common sense. “Tell you what? How’d you get here?” Rose looked up at the cathedral ceiling. “Did you let him in here?”

The TARDIS, dear old girl that She was, only mournfully echoed in her head.

He—this man, this stranger—rambled about arms and legs and something about a mole. Then he winked at her. “You’ll have to tell me about the mole, Rose Tyler. Claim it as your own.”

Rose opened her mouth. Closed it. Tried again but with the same results.

“Go on then, tell me.” He grinned and stood there clearly waiting. “What do you think?”

“Who the hell are you? Where’s my Doctor?” Her voice echoed in the console room but it felt as if she shouted into the abyss. “Send him back. I’m warning you; send the Doctor back right now!”

“Rose, it’s me.” He didn’t sound one damn bit like the Doctor but there was something there—the inflection, the way his voice caressed her name. And though his eyes were brown now, a beautiful deep brown, Rose swore she saw echoes of steel blue. “Honestly, it’s me.”

“Me?” She licked her lips and curled her fingers tighter on the console. “You? You can’t be…”

“I was dying. To save my own life I changed my body. Every single cell, but... I’m still me.”

“You said that. You said you were dying. How the hell can you change every cell in your body?”

He walked closer as if she were about to bolt—Rose didn’t know if she was or not, frozen to the grating in shock, she felt like running—and cautiously held out a hand. She didn’t take it. He frowned and dropped his hand to his side.

“Then how could I remember the very first word I ever said to you. Trapped in that cellar, surrounded by shop window dummies...oh…oh, such a long time ago. I took your hand and said Run.” He took her limp hand in his and squeezed.

She felt it then. Skin-on-skin contact opened their fledgling telepathic connection. Fledgling though it might be, feeling his hand in hers sent lightning through her. Rose gasped, her legs once more refusing to hold her weight.

He easily caught her, as if he knew she was about to fall. Or as if he sensed it. Held in his arms, one hand in hers, the other on the small of her back, she felt it. That warm, safe sensation of Doctor and love and home.

“My Rose. I fall in love with you every day.”

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The Spiritual Impact of The Full Moon in Sagittarius, June 2019

By Edith Boyer-Telmer

Dear Friends, on Monday June 17th we will collectively experience the impact of a Full Moon in  25 degree of the highly focused zodiac sign of the Sagittarius. Its a time to generously look for the magic and the blessings in our personal life. Although over the coming days its recommended to be careful not to take every situation to the extreme and to be highly aware of the use of our words. 

It is the right moment to not only center our energies and focus on what we truly need for our lives, but also very important to prove that we are truly believing in ourselves.

If you aren’t good at loving yourself, you will have a difficult time loving anyone, since you’ll resent the time and energy you give another person that you aren’t even giving to yourself. Barbara De Angelis

It sounds corny, but I’ve promised my inner child that never again will I ever abandon myself for anything or anyone else again. Wynonna Judd

Finding our inner passion, our mission in life, and connecting with who we really are, our spiritual being or our higher self – this is the key to success and fulfillment. Our ‘soul’ purpose is our sole purpose in life. Kristiane Backer

Collectively our need for creativity can be enhanced under the influence of this Sagittarius Full Moon and a new way of personal expression might be encountered by many who have been holding back so far.

The desire to create is one of the deepest yearnings of the human soul. Dieter F. Uchtdorf

Creativity is the state of consciousness in which you enter into the treasury of your innermost being and bring the beauty into manifestation. Torkom Saraydarian

Creativity is the way I share my soul with the world. Brene Brown

With the need to focus our energies and clear the path for what we truly need for our life, having faith in ourselves and in life is one of the most important themes that will move the collective with this Sagittarius constellation.

When you get to the end of all the light you know and it’s time to step into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing that one of two things shall happen: either you will be given something solid to stand on, or you will be taught how to fly. Edward Teller

Faith is walking face-first and full-speed into the dark. If we truly knew all the answers in advance as to the meaning of life and the nature of God and the destiny of our souls, our belief would not be a leap of faith and it would not be a courageous act of humanity; it would just be… a prudent insurance policy. Elizabeth Gilbert

I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear. Nelson Mandela

Last but not least its worth mentioning that there is an invitation in the air to discover and apply brand new ways of communication in our daily life, as the winds of change will challenge and evolve our ability to connect with self and others. Get off your electronics and into the world of meditation, energetic communication and telepathic connection my friends and you might unveil brand new realms for yourself.

Self-Communication is the most important of all communication skills, for the way we talk to ourselves will determine our beliefs, actions and even the way we live. Unknown

To effectively communicate, we must realize that we are all different in the way we perceive the world and use this understanding as a guide to our communication with others. Tony Robbin.

The most important thing in communication is hearing what isn’t being said. The art of reading between the lines is a life long quest of the wise. Shannon L. Alder

Dear Ones, I hope you are all feeling highly focused and ready to go with the wind of change during the impact of this splendid Full Moon in Sagittarius! Set your direction and allow your faith to work out the details along the way. Love & Full Moon Blessings! Edith

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