#sorta??? not entirely but same sentiment

[asummersday]

howdy! sorry for not writing anything since september and barely posting on this app. here is a totally normal oneshot as a gift :)

anyway here's a meme!

[bouquetface]

Synastry observations 4

Accuracy influenced by the ENTIRE chart.

PLEASE READ: You may not relate despite having these aspects. It’s important to look at the ENTIRE chart (never just one placement) when reading for accuracy. There are several ways these aspects can manifest.

Moon Conjunct Venus

Intuitive understanding of the other’s emotions. Being in tune with each other. Finding support from one another. Feeling seen, supported & understood. This conjunction can keep bringing the two back together. I’ve also noticed with this conjunction, you create/have many comforting memories together. One may think of the other randomly as memories&thoughts of the other are triggered throughout a normal week.

This placement can make on sentimental & nostalgic. This connection breaking apart is a hellish experience. It’s difficult to not remember the other.

Moon conjunct Mars

In friendships, I’ve noticed the Mars person be very encouraging and supportive of the Moon. For ex: Tell/encourage them to try out for big roles. Mars can help build up confidence for the Moon.

The negative is Mars can (purposefully or accidentally) hurt Moon just as easy as they can build them up. Full chart needs to be taken into consideration.

In relationships, this can create extreme attraction. The two can be quick to act on it as well. For ex: My friend who had a kid young has this with her baby’s dad. They didn’t know each other for too long before having the kid.

Chiron conjunct Sun

Sun can unintentionally shine a light on the other person’s deepest wound. This can be good or bad depending on whether the chiron person is ready to face their past pain. Often, I read this is a red flag in synastry. In my real life, this hasn’t shown true.

In my real life, I’ve seen this twice manifest as the chiron and sun person having a sorta unspoken understanding of one another.

Ex.1: Person A has a chiron cap in 4th House. This person felt like asking their parents for anything was a burden to them. Whether it be an emotional need or a physical want. They were lonely in childhood.

Person B has a cap sun. As the eldest child, they had a similar experience. They would help care for their younger siblings. Attempt to minimize their own needs & wants because they could see how hard it was for their mom to raise the 3 younger kids. They always put their own self last.

Together, Person A and Person B have realized they have similar traits. They admire and respect these traits in each other.

Ex 2. It’s pretty much the same as example one. However, might be due to the age difference but the chiron person admires the sun person. The sun person naturally displays the traits, the chiron person feels necessary to thrive.

The negatives are the hurting each other without fully realizing it. The sun person could sub consciously remind the chiron of their past.

For ex: A Virgo sun’s analytical nature could be perceived as unnecessary criticism to the virgo chiron. The virgo chiron may then begin to dislike the sun as they are reminded of people they don’t like/who hurt them in the past.

Now keep in mind, chiron stays in a sign for 4ish years. You won’t like or dislike every chiron born in those 4 years. This aspect isn’t a main one to be looking at imo unless it is very closely conjunct.

Moon conjunct Mercury

3 times I’ve noticed this creates an awkward beginning but a good long term friendship. It might because it was in earth signs, they tend to be reserved before opening up. Gradually, a good emotional foundation is created. The two understand each other. It’s always easy to catch up even if you take a pause. This is such a good aspect that I see it helps overcome harsher aspects in synastry.

Composite Chart

Aqua Moon: A distance can be kept in the connection. You two may have many placements in your natal chart that indicate you do not open up easily (Cap chiron, Scorpio Venus, 8th H placements, etc). Regardless of how close you get, both may try to remain a bit reserved to prevent being entirely vulnerable to the other. This isn’t necessarily a negative.

Moon in 4th House: A secure connection. Great foundation if you want to build something together (a business, a family). Long term connection indicator. You may find each other reliable. You know what to expect with the other.

Venus conjunct Mars: This would be a difficult connection to move away from. Their is attraction that keeps you two together / coming back together. This is not necessarily sexual. For example, if you have this in a friendship, you two simply have too much history to ever truly forget this person. The connection only grows over time. One cannot replace the other. You two have affected each other’s personalities in a big way. This can be good or bad.

For example, in the 12th House. I’ve seen this as a relationship that fell out. One can go long periods without ever thinking of the other. Yet, the impact they had remains. This person is suspicious and cautious of letting new people entier their lives. Trust issues were created in that connection.

Mars conjunct MC

I’ve seen this manifest in a friendship that fell out. Outsiders who know of the other, know they do not like that other person. Your conflicts can become public with this conjunction.

Venus opposite Mercury

This can make communication very difficult. It can lead to a difference in communication style. For ex: One person is very blunt, the other is very soft spoken & sensitive. You hurt each other with your words even when you don’t mean it.

I’ve seen a chart where Venus was in 12th opposite Mercury. This resulted in one party getting ghosted & blocked.

Moon in 5th House:

A fun connection. You can joke with each other. You can be spontaneous when together. This is a positive placement.

The potential negative is this may become your “remember friend”. You go to each other for nostalgic purposes. Like remember when we____. Repeating old inside jokes. A playful friendship. Prone to avoid serious conversation. This isn’t really negative if you both do not want more from one another. Other placements in the chart can change this as well. You may have the ability to be serious but prefer the joking nature of the connection.

Moon in 7th House:

You two simply make good partners. Ex: Business partners, cooking partners, group project partners, etc. There can be a shared understanding of what is fair and what is right. Only negative is that you should be aware of co dependency issues.

7th House ruler in 12th House:

Twice, I’ve seen this appear as other people being the cause of the connection ending. In one situation, it was emotional cheating. This person got exposed for having very inappropriate conversations with someone else. The second situation, one friend was talking shit & revealing secrets about the other. They were exposed by a mutual friend. In both these situations, the other person was so furious they did not give a clear reason for why they were leaving. They simply left ghosted and blocked.

[unifybullseye]

Akechi in third sem + his engine room death

I'm actually so sick at how Akechi purposely tried to keep Ren at arms length in third sem and allowed no vulnerability to slip through not only for Ren but for himself too. To not give himself the time to start to dwell on the fact that he's dead and will not get to have this. Nor to give himself the time to regret his suicide/sacrifice.

Maybe regret isn't the right word but. Dejection? Sorrow? The "what ifs" of if he got out of there with them? I think a lot about how Ren's desire is not flattering but sickening to Akechi not only because he believes Ren wanting him here is illogical and that he deserves nothing but death or cold, lonely atonement, but because of the fact that it was his one desire that was so strong it was the thing Maruki used against him, aka using Akechi as a puppet. He indirectly made him live yet again as a puppet, the torturous life that he freed himself from in the engine room. That he gave him more time to think about what happened in the engine room, that he gave him this will.

I refer to his death in the engine room as a suicide because it really is one to me but just can you imagine what it's like, willingly letting yourself die as a sacrifice, not wanting this death but accepting it, and then suddenly you're alive, and you're forced to be able to grieve yourself? He thinks his death was righteous, and he'd choose it over and over again- however, he's still a human boy who had the childish wish that he just wanted to play chess after school with ren. he still *wanted* in third semester. he wanted to live in the "what if" of if he and ren could just. be alive. together. But the thing he and Ren have in common is that they are both strong enough to put aside their personal desires for the justice they believe in. In every timeline Akechi would destroy Maruki's reality and Ren will let Akechi go to destroy it.

Wrapping back around it just devastates me thinking about the fact that, in Yusuke's words “he fought all this time, knowing he was going to disappear." The entire third sem he kept his head onto the goal ahead because indulging in anything else would be too devastating. He can't let himself feel the same sentimentality that Ren does because it *hurts.* It hurts so much that he's dead, and he's scared. He didn't want to die. He died as the lost player in a game by God, his every action leading up to his death ending up meaning nothing. He didn't want to die, he wants to play with Ren. Ugh. there's a reason why "no more what ifs" is his song. He wanted and was ready to be freed from everything. that everything- the revenge plan- was exhausting. but. he still had desire to live. his wish proves that. his refusal to be vulnerable too. just has no desire to live as a puppet- which was his only choice if he chose to live.

it hurts much more when you have the same perspective of the engine room scene as I do, which is the fact that I don’t see it as his last grand gesture of fighting back. I hate the interpretation that his sacrifice was this great good deed, that he died with fight for justice. he died in the palm of someone, still controlled by god. yes his sacrifice was inherently good but he did it cause he lost everything not out of kindness. it shows his character, how he falls, the contrast between the acts of him and the PTs, how easy it is to fall, etc; but is not a grand conclusion to his morality. He also went into it sorta knowing he was going to lose. He just selfishly didn’t want to be the only one to.

I was reading a post once about how if Akechi lives that it undermines his actions in the engine room, that he died being a great sacrifice who came to justice, and i couldn’t disagree more. He didn’t die a hero, nor die in just; him and ren were pawns to see who wins and he lost. he didnt win against fate. passing off the act of justice to ren was an act forced upon him, not willing. he realized then, that everything was for nothing, and if he was going to die, then at least he can selfishly give the job to someone else. He was forced to give up.

I really fail to see how death is meaningful in that moment for him. The engine room scene is powerful, but not in that way to me. Ren and Akechi were put in a “who will prevail and who will fall” situation by God, so then following that exact line of fate is meaningless, when the theme of p5 is fighting back. Akechi’s sacrifice also didn’t mean shit about fighting back LMAO. shido didn’t gaf and the PT’s were going to change his heart either way.

Akechi passing it onto the PT’s was also his desire for his actions to mean something. While I’m glad the beta third awakening was scrapped, I do wish they left some showing that Akechi is bitter about the engine room. He wanted to be the one to revenge Shido, more than he cared about the act.

So all in all, you are basically forced in a situation to commit suicide/make yourself a sacrifice, dying as a puppet where you failed your mother, you failed yourself, at least satisfied with the fact that it will all be over, but then you wake up again, with no memory of how you survived, lost and confused and why aren’t I dead I should be dead. Please let me rest. But the boy who should hate you the most wished for you to be here, and that’s so, so aggravating, it’s the most aggravating thing in the world, and yet you can’t help but to also wish you could be with him. You want to stay. You want to stay where you can be with him with your own free will. But you can’t. So the desire is meaningless, a sickening pit in your stomach. And you’re scared, you don’t know what will happen when it’s time for you to disappear. Will it hurt? You don’t want to die. You want to die. But you don’t want to die.

Grieving yourself and what you could’ve been must be a weird, weird feeling.

[huntingcupid]

FROM THE START — M.S

that when I talk to you, oh, cupid walks right through and shoots an arrow through my heart and I sound like a loon, but don't you feel it too? confess I loved you from the start

⌗ MEGAN — fem!reader, fluff, girl next door, swearing, flirting, reader gets injured, pining, somehow slowburn, megan is a down BAD, reader is very close to her parents, etc...

⌗ SYPNOSIS — when you move into an entirely new city by yourself — you wondered what it may bring you, what you didn't expect was to fall in love with your neighbor

⌗ CUPID — hi! first try at slowburn so please don't mind if its sorta badly written, anyways requested by my lovely moot @kkoga love u babes

saying goodbye to your old city, the very same city you've lived in for almost your whole childhood — the city that contained everything you knew, was scary it scared you that you might never find another place like it

yet when an bigger opportunity calls in a whole new place you knew you had to take it, it's not like you can get a scholarship and a free place to stay at anywhere now

your hands got clammy and shaky as you start packing your clothes and stuff, you knew that somehow you're overpacking, yet all these things held a sentimental value to you, a little piece of what you consider home

“darling isn't that too much” your mother chuckles seeing 4 boxes of things you will be bringing, you huff clearly puzzled, “i don't want to feel alone there mom” you replied which your mother sighs to

she sat next to you as you continue shoving all your things into boxes, “you're not gonna be alone, y/n you're a wonderful person, it's not gonna take long for you to find your own people there” your mom says brushing your hair which managed to calm you down

you didn't wanna think at that moment and just shrink and hug your mom, just like always — “you are such a smart girl y/n, and maybe moving to that city will help expand your knowledge” your mom whispers kissing the top of your head, you close your eyes basking in the moment, “i know mom, but I'm still scared” you replied — “there's nothing too big to conquer y/n, trust yourself” your mother replies, making you smile

you always adored how strong and inspiring your mom is, she is the main reason you even considered accepting the offer, you thought about the future you can give her, and it felt so wonderful that you can do it, “i will mom” you replied

you two sat there in silence just letting the moment stretch for as long you needed to, you stare blankly at the boxes labeled in your name some still unsealed — if this was your fate you knew it was for good, that with this move you will progress in life immediately, “i can do this” you mutter determined to make it work, not only for yourself but for your mother, “that's my baby” your mother cheers silently which you giggle to

later that night your mother made your favorite, sinigang — the sour and warm broth easing the tension inside you, “how will I cook mom?” you ask suddenly, remembering your inability to cook and how inexperienced you are, “i'll send you recipes you can follow” your mother replies laughing at your distress, “what if i burn the place down, mom!?” you stutter already dreading cooking, “trust me, you can't do that, your cooking is amazing sweetie” your mom replies reassuring you, “i hope so” you mutter your mind reeling with scenarios of you cooking and potentially burning the place

after dinner, you lie in bed, feeling rather empty — you stare at the wall thinking of the changes the new life will give you, as you drift to sleep, dreams of a bright future keep you warm and somehow excited

you wake up to the smell of freshly made waffles — the aroma of the brewed coffee wafting throughout the home, you sit up and stretch as the rays of sunlight filter through your window casting an ethereal glow on your skin — “good morning mom!” you greet walking down to the kitchen greeted with your moms cooking and her proudly smiling, “come on eat!” your mom urges you to sit and eat

after eating you showered and picked out a comfortable outfit to wear for the long drive you will take, your dad helped bring the boxes into the trunk of your car, “so.., see you guys soon?” you say to your parents as they both stood there watching you, “bye baby, please take care of yourself” your mother rambled on and on about how you can always come back here, your dad only said goodbye and hugged you tightly

you sat in your car starting the engine after waving goodbye to your parents, you played some soft music in your car as you drove, beabadoobee and laufey tunes filling the vehicle — after a few hours of driving you stop in front of a cozy looking apartment, you took a mental note of how close it is to a café you wanted to visit after unpacking

you unloaded your car sighing and rethinking why you had to pack this many things — now your having difficulties bringing it inside, barely able to lift it off the ground, you grunt frustrated “oh come on”

you look up when you hear soft rustling, that's when you saw her, she looked beautiful her raven hair framing her face and her eyes they seemed so innocent and pure, “can i help you?” she says offering a hand, “megan by the way” she introduces, it fit her so perfectly you stare for a bit making her giggle, “so?” she trails, “oh! uh yeah sure, that would be lovely, I'm y/n” you replied shaking her hands, she nods and carries one of the boxes into your apartment, “why did you move?” she asks as she finally brings in the last box — “oh it's for college, i got a pretty good offer and i took it” you replied, she hums nodding her head,

“you must be smart then” she jokes which you laugh to shaking your head, “not really, just focused in class” you reply, “how about you, you're very strong do you do any activities that you got because of that strength?” you ask now very curious about the girl, “i teach dance lessons, and go to college too” she says, “you'll have to teach me, i swear i am stiff” you joke she laughs which you smile to, her voice seemed so comforting and soft which made you feel things, “i doubt that, anyways i'll see you soon?” she replies, already walking to the door, you felt a tinge of disappointment wanting her to stay longer but you kept silent about it, “yeah, you live next door right?” you ask and she nods waving before shutting the door leaving you with your thoughts

you unpack and organize your things for an hour straight making your limbs so tired you felt like it would fall off any minute — you took a quick cold shower washing away your sweat and worries, you get dressed in some sweatpants and a random hoodie you got

you wanted to check out said café earlier, yes it was late but who doesn't like iced coffee after working so hard, you walk along the city lights illuminating the road ahead — it was fairly cold but the soft breeze felt amazing, you see the café just a few more meters away, after a few more minutes you made it

the café wasn't filled but it was fairly seated, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted you making you smile, you line up and looked at the menu seeing a few matcha selections, finally your time to order you look up and low and behold, megan her hair tied up in a loose ponytail “y/n! hi, didn't take you as a matcha person” she says happily putting in your order, “i also didn't take you as someone who would work in a café” you replied smiling softly paying for your order before finding a comfy seat, just near the windows

you mindlessly scroll on your phone, feeling butterflies in your stomach, seeing her again. she looked so beautiful like a painting — “order for y/n?” you walk up to the counter, getting your matcha before sitting back down, sipping on the beverage and sending updates to your parents

after a while you finished your drink, and got up to walk back home — megan eyes follow your form as you leave, unknowingly starting to develop something, something she hadn't felt in a while

the first few days of you living in this new city felt like a fever dream, some days you would feel weird and somehow foreign to some things they did here, but most you would feel just at home — especially with the help of megan, she would often visit you keeping you company and filling the apartment with her infectious laugh

“let's go to the park?” megan asks rather out of the blue as you two sat in your living room, you nod happy wherever she might take you, “i'll bring snacks” you replied standing up and getting your tote bag, picking some fruits and a large enough water bottle for you two, megan waited a bit before she stood up and intertwined her hands with yours, “let's go?” she asks which you nod to unable to form words, her hands were so soft and warm and it fit your hand into hers snugly — you two walked for 10 minutes while megan occasionally joked about something stupid but funny enough for you two to look a little crazy laughing, “here” she points to a empty spot in the park, you sat on the grass looking at the sun just at the horizon, she unpacks the food and took a quick picture, as megan was busy eating and staring at the numerous squirrels that ran around the park

you took your time sketching her, smiling as you add silly doodles on the side of her portrait, she giggles looking at you confused, “what you drawing?” she asks, you hid the drawing at first but with enough persuasion the girl got you to show it to her, her eyes lit up and a smile met her lips making you smile and blush, “y/n this is gorgeous! you captured me so well” she muses tracing her fingers over the pencil lines, “just messing around” you mutter back, something about seeing megan so joyful made you feel satisfied and complete somehow, “can i keep it?” she asks which you obviously nod to she takes the drawing and folds it in half putting it in her pocket

you two sat there in comfortable silence something you two did a lot, megan was first to break it though, “it's getting late, we should walk back” she says watching as the sun started to set — you noticed how the clouds started getting darker indicating a rain approaching, “it looks like it'll rain too” you said, megan frowns and starts packing up, you two hurriedly walkback

4 minutes later it started pouring, drenching you both, “shit!” megan exclaims her hair sticking to her forehead due to the rain, you laugh at the girl which she took as a challenge she kicked some water your way which made you gasp, you two fought with water all the way back to your apartment, “count your days seriously” you said the the girl which she only smugly grinned to, “i should get home, I'm soaked” megan says, you shake your head, “i have extra clothes just shower here, I'm cooking some soup i want you to have some” the girls eyes filled with hearts she nods, you hand her a large tshirt you had and some shorts, as the girl showered you changed into some warmer clothes drying your hair after

you open your fridge shortly after preparing the ingredients — slicing up some veggies and beef, boiling it all together making a warm and delicious broth — “smells amazing y/n, what other talents do you have?” she teases, “a lot i guess” you replied getting some bowls, and filling it with soup, “here” you said handing megan the bowl across the table, she smiles taking a deep inhale, she looked adorable in your clothes, it didn't help that you two stole glances at each other at every moment, “this is so good, you'll have to give me more” the girl says finishing her bowl, you giggle clearly flattered that she liked your cooking, “thank you, maybe in return you can teach me some dance moves?” you trail shrugging, “obviously” she nods

later that night you two were in your living room, megan teaching you the basics, her hands on your waist and her face dangerously close to yours, “like this” she says adjusting your hip, you two lock eyes and for a moment megan's eyes flicker to your lips, you nod following her direction, “your a fast learner” she compliments

you check the clock, it was already 10 pm, “hey it's late megan, you should get home” you say afraid of wasting the girls time, “yeah, see you tomorrow?” she asks and you respond “like usual” she giggles before walking to her apartment

that night you laid in bed reflecting on your feelings for the girl, you knew she knew what you felt, the way you two seemed in sync all the time, and the stolen glances, hugs, and hours upon hours of talking meant something. you groan out of frustration

frustration that you can't seem to get her out of your mind, she plagued your thoughts, her laughter seems to fill your ears at every moment, you smile at how stupid this was, how stupid you were for her

megan journaled about her feelings pouring out compliment after praise about you, her growing feelings being too big to ignore

a few days later you went to the college to formally pass your paperwork, since it was starting in a few weeks

after passing it you were crossing the road to walk back home when a car hit you, you fell on the road the pain hitting you like tons of bricks — “fuck” you mutter gripping your leg, it felt so numb but you saw how much you bled which made you panic, shortly after paramedics came to pick you up,

megan rushed through the place running to you worry evident on her features, “y/n?!, are you okay?” she asks her hands on your arms you could only laugh earning you a hit on the arm from the girl, “yes, I'm okay, i just have to get a cast for my left leg now” megan looks and bit her lip seeing the damage, “i'll stay here till you get the cast on” she says, and she stayed, hours upon hours it was almost midnight when you and her left the hospital, she almost carried you but you insisted you can walk

megan helped you change into some pajamas, and laid you on your bed, her worried expression soon fading seeing you lay in bed finally getting your much needed rest, just as she was leaving you frowned

“stay, please?” you plead in a tired and small voice which instantly melted the girl, she lays beside you hugging you, giving a warm feeling inside you — you put your head beneath hers humming softly as you finally fell asleep, comfortable in her hands

you woke up to some breakfast in bed, megan's hair tied messily as she brings in the waffles and a matcha latte, “here” she says giving it to you, you smiled, truly happy that she even thought about this, you took a bite and savored the flavor melting in your mouth, “thank you megan, this is so amazing” you mutter which she replies to “anything for you”, your heart beated a bit faster at her words, suddenly the wall was so interesting as you tried to hide your blushing face

days passed and megan refused to leave your side, always assisting you even in stupid situations when you didn't exactly need it, you can see how dedicated she was to making you feel comfortable, megan never complained nor talk about being tired, she just wanted to take care of you — every passing moment you kept falling deeper for her, for her smile, for her genuine care, and just for her as a person

tonight was different, megan seemed to have something in mind, her eyes darted around the room avoiding your gaze, and she was silent, strangely so, you got worried maybe she's burnt out from taking care of you?, maybe she was tired — you thought to yourself — you were puzzled why she suddenly was silent, you thought about the last few days, thinking maybe you did something stupid, or maybe megan just doesn't like you like that,

“y/n? can I tell you something?” megan breaks the silence finally looking into your eyes, “anything meg” you replied softly, you furrow your brows a bit scared of what she'll say, “i don't know how to explain this, y/n i like you — no i love you” she mutters so quickly you barely even understood it

the moment stopped and it felt so surreal, megan was nervous, clearly you were too — silence stretched for way too long before you spoke, “i love you too” you whisper almost like a forbidden spell, her eyes lit up before rushing to your side hugging you so tightly it felt like you were gonna pop, “wait really?!” megan excitedly exclaimed which you nod to, “i loved you the moment i met you megan, from the start, i don't know how you didn't notice” you explain only making the girl smile wider

megan held your face in between her hands cupping your cheeks, her eyes and your both trail to each others lips like a silent agreement megan closed the distance, she felt like heaven, you smile into the kiss pulling away a minute or two later

you two were both too embarrassed to say anything so instead you two sat there staring at each other, blushing like highschool lovers — “you're not lying right?” she asks, “god you're such a loser” you giggle hugging megan yet again you wince a bit when you hit your leg

megan quickly checked and asked if you were okay, and you kept nodding, “are you sure?” she asks yet again, “yes ms.skiendiel” you laugh

that evening you two lay in your bed watching some netflix while wearing “matching pjs”, well it's just two stupid minecraft t shirts you both bought off at the children's section — megan's arms wrapped around your waist as she watches the show intently

for a moment you two were just there, existing in each others presence enjoying the love that was now no longer hidden, well that's until megan asked something a bit foolish “y/n would you still love me if I was a worm” you chuckle clearly caught off guard, “no seriously!” she reasons which you smile at, “I'll love you any way you are” megan smiles and giggles a bit

it felt like yesterday that you had just met her, met megan — it was crazy to you that now your laying in bed, hugging her and being comfortable to say the most outrageous things — you can say one thing though, you've definitely love her from the start

wc: 3.2k words

[ro-written]

Blame and Earl Grey - Sevika

General Tags/Warnings: 18+, this isn’t smut but it’s very obvious what was going on, no obvious/explicit genitalia mentions (mentions of Sev wearing a harness), fluff, no reader pronouns, Sevika can’t handle emotions (pt. 3948392) and is flustered?!?!, she’s like kinda ooc sorta (I made her a bit of a loser okay I can't help myself), this is predominantly from Sevika’s POV/thoughts, yk the drill no proof reading

Word Count: 1.5k (1,569 to be exact ;))

Playlist:

“LUNCH” by Billie Eilish “From the Start” by Laufey

A gasp emitted from your lips as your head fell back, eyes rolled to the back of your head, hips slowing down. Your senses were overtaken by her entirely - her smell, her sounds, her touch, her taste. Waves of pleasure gifted to you by her touch, her hips, her lips. You could feel your brain shutting off, bursts of white popping behind your eyelids.

Her hips stuttered before stopping entirely. You could feel her face fall into your neck even with your eyes still shut, allowing the pleasure to fill your senses. Your hands instinctively went to her hair, threading your fingers through the short strands, but not pulling. Just resting there as she inhales your scent and you try to ground yourself. A moment of softer sentiment, someone might mistake.

After a time of simply sitting there together, her face still in your neck and pressing fluttering kisses into it, you climbed off her lap and fell to the bed beside her. Your chest rose and fell steadily as you worked to catch your breath, eyes remaining closed, trying to gather your brain before dealing with her gruffness again.

Sevika shuffled, taking the harness off her hips and letting it drop to the floor with a heavy thud. Her flesh arm rested over her eyes and a foot planted on the bed, her knee bent upwards, swaying side to side. You hummed some at the movement, trying to fight off the exhaustion threatening to sweep over you. 

What you didn’t realize was that she was desperately trying to do the same. But your quiet hums weren’t helping. And, I mean, she could rest her eyes a little, right? Ten minutes longer in your bed wouldn’t hurt.

Her eyes blinked open as sunlight hit her face. 

That was the first thing she noticed. Sunlight.

Fuck.

The second thing she noticed (or rather, was brutally slapped across the face with the realization of) was your chest pressed into her back, and your arm wrapped tightly around her waist. And you still asleep.

Actually, nope. Now you were blinking awake.

Fuck.

This is why she didn’t stay. She fucking never stayed. Not with any of Babette’s girls. Not with the random hook up she came across at the lovingly dingy and dark bar she felt at home in. It was her golden rule, the number one in her own personal ten commandments. 

Next to doing anything for Zaun, of course.

Yet here she is, having fallen asleep against her better judgement in your bed. And your arm was wrapped around her? Talk about a blow to her ego.

Oh this…this…

This was your fault.

Yeah, it’s all your fault. If you didn’t tire her out by deciding to “return the favor” three separate times last night she would have had the energy to leave! And don’t get her started on the dreamy look in your eyes every time she made you finish that definitely did not make her heart skip and tumble, no it did not. And by Janna, if you didn’t smell so good with your scented soaps and lotions and the homely, warm feeling of your apartment and the lush blankets of your bed and—

Oh and now this? The dazed, hazy look in your eye as you looked at her all tired. Your pouty lips and your small sighs as you slowly wake up. The way you subconsciously leaned more into her and the warmth her body emanated. 

Again, no it did not make her heart skip.

This was all your fault!

“I-“

“I need a coffee, I think.” Your voice was rough, cracking from the overuse last night. You sounded like a goddamn angel from above. “Actually…maybe tea. With some honey.”

Her eyes were wide as she watched you raise your hand up from her waist to wipe away the sleep from your face. And she was surely not gonna look too much into the tug on her heart when the weight of your arm was gone from her body. You sat up slowly, the aches throughout your body making your movements slow and methodical. The blanket fell down to your waist, exposing the many marks and bruises and scratches and Janna, maybe she should be more mindfu–

What is she talking about?! She’s never cared about the marks she’s left on people before.

She kept watching as you bent down out of bed to grab up some shorts and a black tee she was pretty sure belonged to her. Pulling it on, you winced from the burn in your muscles. You looked back to her, still staring at you as she rested up on her elbow. She had such a ‘deer-in-headlights’ look that it almost made you giggle.

“Did you want some tea too? It might help with some of the, uh…aches.” You pointed down to the angry-looking claw marks along her shoulders.

It took Sevika a moment to register the words coming from your attractive mouth. She blinked a few times, realizing how long she had been staring as her eyes had dried from it. She closed her mouth, trying to re-wet it from the cotton-like sensation that had suddenly overcome it.

“Tea’s fine,” she finally acknowledged, her own throat hoarse. You nodded, a very obvious smirk quirking up the corners of your lips. The gleam (or was it a twinkle?) in your eye didn’t go unnoticed by her, but she maintained her composure until you walked out of the bedroom, leaving the door cracked open to give her privacy while you made the tea.

…well this is absolutely fucking ridiculous. She flopped back on the bed, bringing up her hand to wipe over her face as she stared at the ceiling. She doesn’t even drink tea! Why did she agree to a cup of it when it would only prolong her staying. She just needs to get up out of the bed, get her arm on, get dressed, and get the fuck o-

Were you humming?

She sat up, angling her body so she could see you through the small space where the door was cracked open. Sure enough, there you were, hips moving back and forth as the hot water kettle heated up on its electric coil. The light that flitted in through the opened blinds on your kitchen window created this…ethereal glow against you. And you were fucking humming like everything was fine and dandy. She was half expecting birds to fly through the window and land on your shoulder and just start singing with you because of course you could somehow make that happen.

Sevika’s head shook, trying to break her out of whatever it was that you had over her. Her bare legs swung over the side of the bed, and she spotted her black boxers and pants conveniently a foot from the bed. Sliding those on, as well as her bra that happened to be hiding underneath them, she walked out of the bedroom to go for her shirt. Yes, the one you had on.

“Tha-”

“I’m not quite sure how you like your tea so I didn’t put anything in it.” Your words swiftly cut her off as you poured the hot water into the cup that the tea bag was already sitting in. “And this is just some plain earl grey. I do have some others if you’d like though! I probably should have asked before I poured the water but, oh well.” You shrugged your shoulders, moving to pour the hot water into your cup now.

The words she had planned to say somehow got shoved back into her mouth and then died in her throat. She just blinked rapidly, watching as you set the kettle back onto its electric coil and then moved to pull out the honey from your cabinet and milk from your fridge.

“Hope you don’t mind oatmilk.” Her eyebrows furrowed. She’d never tried it before, actually. 

Her eyes moved down to the two mugs in front of you. You just finished fixing up yours with all the little add-ins, and she stared at the pumpkin-shaped mug, the pain on the outside slightly chipping away. She then turned to the dog-themed mug that sat next to it, the water inside turning a transparent brown from the tea bag.

“Thank…you.” The words were slightly heavy on her tongue, unfamiliar as she hadn’t uttered them in years. Your head turned to face her, and a small smirk curled at the corner of your lips.

“Any time, Sevika.”

Yeah, it really was your fault she fell asleep. And she’s blaming you for the fact that she decided to stay a few hours longer after she woke up. I mean, she couldn’t just leave the actually rather delicious cup of tea to go to waste. Nor the portion of food you cooked her for lunch. And when she noticed you still walking slightly funny, talking about how you needed to go to the market today, well…she supposes that she caused that. She should help take you. Just to make sure you were okay, of course. And if she helps you carry your groceries back from the market, that’s just her thanking you for the tea and the lunch.

We’ll also just say it’s your fault when she leaves a note promising to be back in a day or two in her own sort of cryptic speak.

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Not related to lore Olympus but this discussion seems a bit uhh strange. Some of the comments are calling Mattie bites a right woman hater. If you don't believe me,check this out.

https://www.reddit.com/r/webtoons/s/4zaDi6fWos

god okay I feel like I'm opening Pandora's Box with this shit but I have lots to say about it so... yeah fuck it, let's do this, I'm brave-

So I can absolutely agree with OP's sentiment that BlackLightJack's content has become uh... more aggressive and mean-spirited , and don't get me wrong, that was always sort of his vibe, but now it feels like he's straight up just weaponizing his fanbase and like... y'all know how curt I get about LO here, I can be a real asshole about it, even I think what BLJ is doing feels really shitty, immature, and frankly just uninformed? Because most of his videos are just him pout-screaming profanities into the microphone, like I know this is gonna sound nitpicky and petty but I can literally hear it in his voice that he's enunciating his words the same way an 8 year old would so that spit would land on the person they're yelling at ("STOOOOOOOOO-PPP-UHHHHH") and lately his content just feels like what it used to feel like being in CoD lobbies back in the day. Him having the name 'webtoon killer' just gives me such a sour taste in my mouth. Like... this feels like some kind of Batman villain in the making LMAO

But maybe no one wants to hear that opinion from someone like me who's literally called themselves the "far superior off brand" as a gag LMAO and that's fine honestly if you think I'm full of shit, this is also just my opinion!

But like... and I know I'm being an asshole going 'b-but-!' but... BLJ is also building an entire ass monetized platform off his vibe and using that platform to specifically go after Canvas series and creators. And let me tell you, while many would argue "well it's just the webtoons that are grossly negligent / breaking Webtoons' ToS / etc.", his fanbase is also constantly just sending him new comics to read and trash on and I feel like it's only a matter of time before he goes after a completely innocent creator whose only crime was being not great at webcomics which... shouldn't be viewed as a default crime punishable by pitchforks. That sorta already happened with the Fulcagay situation, I don't know Fulcagay and he almost definitely wouldn't know me, but he's a fellow Canvas creator who I've run into and shared a space with, and BLJ's original comments about him just felt incredibly off-base and volatile without giving even a shred of benefit of the doubt. I get the sense BLJ doesn't know about Hanlon's razor ("Never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity") because EVERY video he does about every comic and creator he's addressing assumes maliciousness always.

This is the same shit we got with Youtube creators like Leafy who became infamous for just taking the piss out of everyone until they took it too far. Like, take it from me, it can be VERY easy to get so entrenched in being an asshole and taking the piss out of everything that completely innocent people get hit with splash damage, and if you're not willing to take responsibility for that, then you're gonna look like a bigger dick than the people you were aiming for. This pee analogy working for y'all? 😆

As for what Matty Bites has to do with that, I don't really get it? Like maybe I'm just misinformed here, maybe I haven't watched enough of her stuff, but she's never given me anywhere near the amount of red flags I get off listening to even one episode of BLJ. Matty feels like someone who actually reads and analyzes and researches the stuff she's criticizing in a way that's relatively harmless with her own flair sprinkled in (and her humor is hilarious btw, her opening skits are great LOL); BLJ meanwhile feels like he's constantly one opinion away from starting a #victimofcancelculture campaign because he's just trying to be as edgy and angry as possible LMAO (and ironically they're both often criticizing the same thing, but it goes to show how delivery makes a hell of a difference when it comes to dishing out criticism)

All that said, if there is something with Matty Bites that I'm missing here, I'm fully open to being informed because I haven't watched many of her videos and there could just as well be something that I've missed. But I don't think she's anywhere near as hostile as BLJ tends to be, I don't think Matty Bites' comedic video editing and sassy commentary has ever resulted in creators actually being attacked and bullied like BLJ's have.

Overall I think anyone who builds a platform or audience off criticizing content (and this includes me!) needs to practice responsibility and accountability in what they put out and what they choose to focus on and criticize. It can be really easy to accidentally use "criticism" as a get-out-of-jail-free card to just be a bully. It can be really easy to wind up leaving your criticism so unrefined and surface level without any deeper reflection that you never actually open your mind to anything and you just end up echoing out hate speech without even intending to. And it can be really, really easy to ruin your own palate from willingly consuming nothing but shit all day.

Just to quote some very famous words from a fictional character that absolutely apply here:

[dozing-marshmallow]

chris mclean x reader when reader finds out they are pregnant?? Smth like that or just chris with his and readers baby? How he’d act like a dad or smth

I can’t lie, this motivated me since I always tend to think about how Chris would be as a dad 😭 Daily reminder to drink water and eat well everyone💗!  Enjoy reading!

CHRIS MCLEAN AS A DAD HEADCANONS

Chris definitely has thought about being a parent during his occupation of hosting a show of teenagers.

He just didn’t expect that thought to become a thing so soon.

He used to internally mock a lot of the contestants’ parents for the way some of them turned out. Now here he was, worrying how his seed will bloom.

Having children actually did appeal to him, he’s just aware that being a dad would require a lot from him and he wasn’t sure if he could dedicate himself to that for the next few decades or so, especially at a time where his career was opening so many opportunities for him.

You were excited, holding the positive pregnancy test to him,“Isn’t this amazing, Chris? I’m holding your baby! You’re gonna be a dad!”

“It really is mine, huh?” He blinks, scratching the side of his head,“Sorry if I don’t sound excited or anything... It’s sorta hard for me to feel sentimental about this kind of stuff instantly.”

“Don’t worry.” you kiss his cheek,“You’ll feel something, sooner or later.”

He nods in consensus,“‘Course! But don’t take it that I’m not happy; when you first told me, I wanted to celebrate by pouring ourselves a glass of fine wine...just for me to remember you can’t drink alcohol for the next few months.” he chuckled at the last part.

“Chriiis...” your saliva was now filling the back of your mouth at the thought of that strong daring drink,“Why would you say thaaat?”

“Don’t worry! If it makes you feel better, I’ll give it up for you until the baby comes. Until the baby comes... Huh.” a bemused look crawls on his skin,“Never thought I’d say that.”

“Didn’t you think about having a baby before, Chris?” now it was your turn to blink.

“That’s a question you can ask anyone, (Y/N).” his eyes slide around,“But sure. It’s about time I passed my amazing, talented, good looks down the family tree.”

You made it clear to Chris that while you were in full agreement to spoiling the baby, you wanted them to know about gratitude and patience.

Chris was set on your condition, because there was no way he wasn’t going to spoil this child.

He has money to spend.

Often, you have emotional outbursts, thinking you’re ugly and that Chris was going to leave you for a more attractive woman.

”It’s no fair...” you sobbed,“If my body was going to be made to give life, why is it reacting so dramatically?”

Chris wasn’t cruel enough to involve your side effects of pregnancy with his sadism,“Dramatically is a big stretch... It’s your first time, you haven’t done anything like it before.”

“True... But I’m worried you don’t think I’m attractive anymore. I mean.” She scanned him up and down,”You haven’t changed one bit this entire pregnancy and here I am, a weeping sack of fat. I wouldn’t be surprised if...if...you...saw other girls...”

“(Y/NN)...” he gently lays his head on your tummy,“I know being on TV may have made you super insecure, but you’re still the same beautiful thing I fell in love with. Pregnant or not, no other gal could be as cool as you are.”

He wasn’t going anywhere,“Thanks...Chris.”

Also if you wanna know how the contestants reacted...they were horrified. For a variety of reasons- the future of the child’s life with a dad like Chris, what Chris had to do to even conceive that child etc.

The only ones that properly congratulated you were DJ and...

Yeah, just DJ.

You knew their reasons to be concerned, but you trusted Chris to be a good dad, even if he was eccentric, both on and off TV.

When labour rolls around, you’re clutching Chris’ hand. At contractions, you would bite onto the edge of his shirt. He knows he has no right to tell you to calm down, so he uses his other hand to pet your head and his mouth to tell you everything was going to be fine.

Thanks to all the remedies Chris bought for you during the pregnancy, the birth was bearably fast and you didn’t suffer any complications.

It was all worth it, to hear the crying of your reddening flower, alive and well, seeing the face your and Chris’ DNA fused.

You had never been more grateful for him.

One of the few times he cried. Holding that bawling bundle of love, the paternal sentiment dawned on him at last, in the room of white on a cloudy day.

“So... I’m...a dad now...” he settled, looking down at the scrunched up face of the baby he’s made, wet nose twitching,“Hey there...”

You nod, peering over, whole family in tears,“Welcome to the world, sweetheart.”

He was a lot more affectionate than he thought he would be. He enjoys cradling the infant, keeping an eye on her as you rest, feeding her, as part of his routine.

He always finds a way to include her in any conversation he has.

Even at night, when she cries and he’s woken up, groggy and heavy-headed, it never fails to bring a smile on his face, that it was his baby he’s shushing back to slumber.

The baby loves feeling around Chris’ face and his black hair whenever he holds her on the couch.

And we all know how tight a baby’s grip is.

Well Chris didn’t until his daughter held a batch of his hair in her first for an hour.

“(Y/NNN)! Make her let go of me!” he begged you, holding her away as far as her stubborn arm would allow, having enough.

Rather than assisting him, you remained where you were and chuckled at the little one’s mischief,“She must really like your hair.”

“I like my hair too, but you don’t see me grabbing it for an hour!” he whined.

Hearing her dad’s harmless frustration, the baby giggled and let go.

Chris froze. With his ageing umber eyes, he locks them onto the fulgent new, squinting from smiling, eyes of his baby. Next thing you knew, he juxtaposed what he was whining about ten seconds ago by bringing the soft face of his daughter right onto his, stroking, sniffling,“I have the most adorable baby in the world...!”

Though being a dad did undeniable changes to Chris, he was still him, you know? No amount of children could ever erase his personality.

For example, you’ve caught him several times trying to get the baby interested in violent movies and sharks.

“Chris! You’ll scare her little mind half to death!” you scold, picking her up from his side.

“What, like our generation didn’t grow up with scary stuff? She can handle it, put her back down!” he argued, annoyance gracing his gorgeous face.

Considering she’s Chris’ child, she probably could.

It’s not surprising that Chris would feed any offspring of his the tv show he was most famous for and even bring her on set.

You admit you felt a bit unsure about her being exposed to a lot of the content of Total Drama, but you knew, without a scent of doubt, Chris would keep her safe by all costs.

He’d do this thing where as he’s addressing his viewers on Total Drama, he’d have the baby on his lap and she’s just mindlessly looking around or sucking his hand. He’d give her a remote control to release something dangerous like a bomb on the campers and laugh when she unintentionally activates it by putting it inside her mouth.

Rewatching old episodes though, the child squealed every time Chris came on screen, Dama! Dama! (Drama! Drama!)

You weren’t surprised when she cooed “Dada” before “Mama”.

There you go, she had two names for Chris. You?

Nothing.

Were you upset by it? Eh, maybe a little. You found the more important part being your husband discovering to really enjoy being a dad to a child who really loves him too.

You turn to see Chris playing peek a boo with her.

Mother’s paradise.🌺

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what would BENs thoughts about the others be and what would their thoughts on him be? (I have a theory that Tim is just in the corner like "why am I surrounded by traumatized teenagers and children what the Fuck")

AHH OK I HAVENT DONE A POST LIKE THIS IN FOREVERRRRRR ill try to be quick cuz i have dinner planned soon. everything is specific to my au

toby: sibling-like relationship! it started with toby being freaked out by ben (toby has a serious issue with ghosts . LMAO) and ben making fun of him for it until toby eventually warms up to ben. in which case toby starts picking on him now. which is all fun and games till ben gets mad. overall, they have a pretty positive relationship and ben has helped toby get out of trouble countless times - but it gets kinda awkward/tense after toby and jeff start beefing

brian: brian was one of the first people to get involved with ben! he was the one who encouraged the sorta "he could be really useful to us" idea to slendy/the other proxies. ben thinks hes a good guy and is pretty happy to help brian out, but theyre not really friends - moreso friendly coworkers.. ?

tim: he's really uninvolved in the paranormal aspects of his job...so he strays far away from ben. HOWEVER, they have still spoken and ben thinks tim is just kinda boring and has a stick up his ass. tim thinks ben is a freak

kate: ben thinks shes boring and a weirdo. kate thinks hes annoying and obnoxious. they rarely interact because the jobs kate takes up (patrolling the forest, bringing slendy 'meals', pinning up pages) doesnt really need bens help (cctv footage, etc). but i like to think he eventually helps her get some footing in the real world... maybe by wiping away her missing persons report so she can use her SSN and stuff for jobs.

clocky: she just feels really sad for him. she thinks of him like an annoying little brother(esp cuz she feels that way towards jeff) and she'd be one of the first(if any) to know what happened to ben, how he died, why he looks like that. and it would break her heart, cuz he's just a kid and needed someone to protect him and while they dont really share many experiences, she just feels so strongly and protective over any kid whos been hurt. ben thinks shes a total badass and loves when she hangs out with him, BUT he thinks she also has a stick up her ass at time cuz she'll get snappy if hes being too annoying

EJ: realizing ben is just everyones brother damn... he reminds EJ of one of EJ's siblings, from before the sacrifice. it kills him i think. ben and jeff often go to EJ's place and just lounge around and bother him, but EJ is secretly grateful to have some people making noise and hanging out at his house - reminds him of home. ben thinks hes cool and is always very fond of other paranormal folk, thinks theyre the only ones who can REALLY understand him. something about losing your humanity, or whatever.

sally: not a lot of things can get ben very emotional or sentimental, but sally does. he understands her pretty well, both having been betrayed and killed by someone they trusted - and while they really dont have much in common and therefore dont spend much time together, i like to think they have a really deep connection that sorta transcends anything mortal. its pretty somber, but its nice to not feel so alone

jeff: thats his BFF4L. theyve gone months being totally glued to the hips. constantly laughing and making fun of eachother and doing stupid shit and just being like. AGAIN. BROTHERLY LOL. theyre just here for a good time not a long time and bens saved jeffs ass many a time.

jane: she barely knows of him. he entirely avoids and tries to hide his entire existence from her (cuz of jeff), but since jane takes care of sally, she's vaguely aware.

liu: same as jane, ben avoids liu and has no reason to interact with him

ann: she thinks hes an insufferable brat. LOL. she doesnt like kids and she especially doesnt like him. i dont think they really hang out or have reasons to interact...

dina: same thing with ann LOL

lulu: i think theyve bumped into eachtoher a few times and lulu would give ben the creeps!! hes probably mostly just like Hm. weird. and then leaves her to wander. she doesnt have enough memories of him to have an opinion

lazari: loves him, loves playing games with him. ben and jeff will get her to say swear words and it makes EJ hella mad

nina: she thinks hes so adorable (like 'DAWW LET ME PINCH YOUR CHEEKS') little brother adorable. he has a huge stupid crush on her, but she doesnt know about it. and obvi wouldnt reciprocate it, but its kinda like dipper having a crush on wendy in gravity falls ? eventually hes like JEFFFFF YOURE FUMBLINGGG YOURE FUMBLINGGGGGG when jeff treats nina like shit, but he does literally nothing to actually help ninas situation. i think he feels bad for her, but he also is like "well you did this to yourself..so like..." . so. its complicated basically.

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I think Star and Wander would be just as frustrated w/ each other as Wander was with Dom in s2, if not more. Ostensibly, they share the same goals so theoretically it shouldn't be too hard for one to get thru to the other. Problem is, both Wander and Star are very stubborn irt their views and what they think is the right way to go about things. Granted, with s3 being about testing Wander, he likely would've started to question his beliefs abit and eventually become not as stubborn with his views, especially considering Dom blunty turning down his offer of redemption/friendship at the end of s2. Maybe Star would've had a similar arc? What do you think ?

YEAH !!!!!! YEAH LITERALLY !!!!! thx for asking! big oc infodump incoming

thats exactly what ive been thinking of, like SFEF honestly have the universe's best interest in mind. they motivate their actions on the belief that they're right n they're genuinely doing good by freeing galaxies of villains, even if it's in frankly cruel ways n their definition of what is "good" n what is "evil" is extremely black n white n divided. they are the always the good guys n others r the bad guys who are inherently fundamentally evil n dangerous n deserve every terrible thing in the world to happen to them (that worldview is basically exactly what leads to the dehumanization of villains in their eyes n that is what makes it rlly easy for them to do what they do cuz they don't view villains as actual ppl with their own motivations n reasoning but as a disembodied force to be defeated).

star, who is the perfect guy to represent SFEF's beliefs n ideals (like he genuinely does not question them in the slightest he accepts their worldview as his own to the point his self-identity is tied directly to SFEF. the way he goes about fulfilling his duty is sort of tainted by his own personal wants n opinions sometimes, that's why sugar n ultra r there to level it out, but at the core he operates on the same logic as SFEF do, underneath all of their inspiring slogans n speeches of their righteous mission), is also the perfect guy to serve as a contrast to wander. star is literally like helplessness-less wander from the wanders episode. we only got to see him once in the show n the only thing he did was do a cool pose n explain his worldview, so star is basically what would happen if he got to act upon n actively spread his ideology — if wander had to face against someone w his own discarded belief n prove not just to himself but to literally the entire galaxy that it is not the answer

i feel like wander would be absolutely delighted to see SFEF show up at first. new people in the galaxy, and they're here to help, and they're really good at their job and others seem to really like them — this is basically like the hot shot episode situation. but then as their mission goes on hed begin to recognize their approach is flawed AS HELL — hed get that ideological ick from them. the problem is — he's the only one. post-dominator, after his pacifistic approach didn't work and dominator turned out to be an irredeemable sadist who could've only been stopped by force, the yonder galaxy would sorta start questioning wander n be more willing to side w SFEF n their more forceful methods. maybe that would even include sylvia, give her a bit of an arc — ofc shed still stay w wander n in the end shed support him, but judging by her character i feel like she wouldn't be opposed to a team of good guys who stop villains by force instead of trying to befriend them. even if she started warming up to peepers a lot n even cheered for hater in the end of the galaxy, she still doesn't seem to fully agree w wander on the sentiment that villains can be redeemed (quite paradoxical considering she was a redeemed "bad guy". wonder where that stems from). i think an arc of her coming to her own conclusion that wander really is right abt that instead of just going along w all his plans throughout all s3 would do her pretty well. so there goes the testing wander part. no matter how confident in ur own righteousness u are, if literally the entire galaxy rejects ur worldview u can't help but start to question it. that might even work to wander's benefit in a way, cuz his approach admittedly is still kinda flawed, so starting to question it might in the end make it more nuanced n balanced instead — curiously, what tries to break him ends up helping him in its own way. in the end it'd all probably come around to a big epic wander win n a great philosophical conclusion abt pacifism n what is good n evil n how too drenched in nuance everything actually is to apply such simple black n white logic to it. idk exactly how it'll happen but thats how i imagine it

now this part is curious, cuz smth needs to happen to SFEF after they lose right? now um the best outcome would be to show the entire bigass intergalactic SFEF organization the error of their ways so they can use their influence n power for something better — but idk how to actually come to it, cuz it's quite the feat.

what is a bit less of a feat is to redeem just star sugar n ultra in the end. ultra has her own arc going on of gaining conscience n beginning to question SFEF's ways by virtue of their beliefs being programmed into her, n the very act of her gaining free thought goes directly against her programming. so she doesn't have a brainwashed stupidass little head like how star does, which makes it just the tiniest bit easier. wander would come in super handy as a guy who showed an alternative to loyal to their authority soldiers/robots at least two times before. now i just dont know if i should let ultra have her happy ending or give her the beep boop treatment, inevitably shut down for good or sent back to be reset back to her factory settings the moment she stops being convenient to the cause or even worse tries to sabotage it. hard choice

sugar... sugar is a bit of a pickle. they dont go against SFEF but they don't exactly support it either. u see their species — bonbons — due to their physiological advantages, r rlly convenient for SFEF to hire. theyre almost impossible to hurt, have the ability to regenerate, can shift shape freely n can solidify or liquify their body's consistency at will. so basically SFEF practically has control over their homeplanet, in the cultural n societal sense. working for SFEF is like the go-to career there — kinda like the military if they payed better n also didn't endanger ur life so much. so sugar isn't there out of some righteous desire to save the universe, or for glory, or out of obligation — theyre basically there for the bag. its like a 9 to 5 to them. a circumstance. that attitude is outrageous, but that's the point — sugar is rlly detached from reality. they just go w the flow. they dont want to think too hard about the cause theyre contributing to. they dont want to think of the fact their actions have consequences. they dont want to take the lead of their own life. n since they leave it up for grabs SFEF is happy to accept the offer. in order for sugar to have an arc of abandoning SFEF n growing as a person they need something DRASTICCCC to happen, put them in a situation where they have no choice but to take action n actually pick a side. to commit. idk how that'd happen but it would be great trust 🙏🙏

now star. heheheheheh. until just recently i actually didnt even consider a character arc for him. hes a stubborn self-assured delusional fucking blockhead who would rather kill himself than admit he's wrong. i felt like just keeping him that way cuz i didnt see how wander would be able to make him reconsider that wout it feeling forced. but then it came to me, that if there's anything he believes to be as correct as himself — its SFEF. like ive said SFEF is basically tied into his self image now. every "I'm not wrong" automatically translates into "SFEF isn't wrong" n vice versa. n now — what if those sentiments weren't just separated but directly put against eachother, one or the other inevitably false. what if SFEF fired him. its their big final loss, star is forced to admit defeat, mark the end of their mission in the yonder galaxy n just come back to the main SFEF station empty handed. but they don't even let him do that. they just fire him. he fucked up his first mission in a relatively small galaxy that was literally almost wiped out by a huge threat beforehand — like it was perfect picking n he fucked that up. he proved himself worthless n hes not rlly important enough to deserve a second chance from them, they can fire him n literally nothing would change (a big shocker for star who genuinely thought he was all that. in reality they didn't even hire him in the first place cuz of his skills or something — it was because he looked like their mascot 😭 ofc going up the SFEF career ladder to the point they oh so generously allow him to lead a mission took him a lot of effort. but in the end he's just another easily replaceable cog in the machine. he refused to see that until now. he was like the biggest SFEF d-rider ever n he naively thought he meant something in return, that his efforts would pay off, that he'd be recognized for how absolutely jawdroppingly cool n awesome he is, that he has some worth to them — but he doesn't). n so something that was a big part of him, something he built his identity on, now leaves him on the side of the road. n it creates a huge dissonance — n he can't figure out whether he's wrong for fucking up n being a fucking loser or they're wrong for firing him, cuz both of those r thoughts he refused to even consider before. now probably for the first time in his life he's forced to come face to face w the fact he failed, in a way he can't brush off or takw himself back from after. to make matters worse he's basically homeless now lmao cuz he used to live on the SFEF spaceship station until they fired him n he cant come back to his parents house cuz that's the most shameful humiliating shit ever to him n hed rather kill himself than let his parents know the fucking SFEF fired his ass cuz its kinda a big deal 👍 n so there goes wonder — @catfacedcat's oc

some exposition so wonder is a criminal who keeps getting away n hes basically like stars arch nemesis n they also have a bit of a Thing going on. toxic yaoi situationship. now to star wonder was like. a spot on his squeaky clean self image. falling for a criminal n ur enemy is basically... a flaw. a weakness. an inevitable loss n stuff. actually there was smth rlly good that came out of it, interacting w wonder a lot n warming up to him made star question a bit maybe he's not such a fundamentally evil terrible badguy after all. like "maybe nuance is real n bad ppl r still ppl hmmm ☝️☝️ nah no way" or whatever. so what i mean to say is star is at the lowest of the lows rn right. this is that inevitable loss. hes the spot on his own made up image of himself that he couldn't live up to. so he goes to the guy who he feels he belongs w most now — wonder. belongs not in a romantic sense(ok maybe a romantic sense too) but in a "ure the only person im vaguely close to who i feel like could look me in the eyes rn simultaneously the only person id let see me cuz the very act of me feeling anything towards u was already a step so low for me that begging u to let me stay w u doesn't even feel like going much lower. anyway so can u let me in ure my only hope 🥺" sense. so he just stands outside of wonders car cuz wonder doesnt even have a fucking house either, holding a cardboard box w 3 shirts 10 ties n a cactus, completely drenched out in the rain probably fell in a fucking puddle on the way. n i feel like he doesn't even expect him to open the door. n wonder wouldn't really be to blame if he didn't like things r rlly complicated between them. + she alr has to share her stupid broken ass car w her coolioburger 4yo kid (big shoutout to woopa) like be so fr rn. but hed probably let star in anyway n they just sit there rlly awkwardly n avoid eye contact. basically a huge humbling experience for star that is sure to kickstart a character arc of reconsidering things n becoming a better person n stuff 👍 all because of yaoi

big shoutout to my frjends for this one fr stars arc was like a group project

[cartoon-buffoon]

Watching a kwite stream while I do stuff and he is like going through his viewers screentimes and there is a shocking amount of time people spend on character AI. Now a specific person who spent a LUDICROUS amount of time on it prompted him to tell that individual "go find whatever character you're talking to on AO3, sort by kudos, and read!" Or something of the sorts. And I have to agree with that sentiment 100% as this is more or less my personal stance on AI and how it's used modernly: IT FUCKING SUCKS! I don't support AI used for creativity because it's not fucking creative at all, AI art, writing, and even chats, I support fucking none of that and I dislike anyone who does. I have a friend—the same friend who's my beta reader and is probably reading this so call out to you quartz, ya bitch—who uses character ai and I've been trying to get her to stop because it's awful. To those who think their (very sad) character AI addiction is okay as well: all you're doing is feeding a machine and making it replicate text better, you're basically training the tech so the company can then use that tech for whatever—NOT GOOD I GUARANTEE YOU—purposes, you're apart of the problem. Talk to people online, talk to people irl, join discord servers, do fucking SOMETHING that involves interacting with real people instead of soulless AI. ESPECIALLY if you're a creative, if you're an artist who draws and naturally is appalled by AI art and you use shit like character AI you're a hypocrite and should come to your senses.

Now while I do recommend reading fanfiction if you want more content featuring your favorite characters there's also the aspect of people with social anxiety just wanting something to talk to and their use of AI chats. That's fair, as a person who suffers from crippling social anxiety to the point I can't even fucking talk to people at stores or order food without rehearsing it 14 times beforehand: you genuinely just need to try. Like that sounds condescending but I guarantee you there will be a group of people or even a singular person either irl or online who will like you and want to be your friend, it's hard but you just need to try. If you have some sorta talent share it online and eventually there will be at least one person who will interact with you and maybe you can build some sorta friendship from there. My entire point in saying this is don't be a mook and feed AI, be better and have actual meaningful human connection because slop like character AI is a soulless novelty that does nothing but isolate you.

(oh also: Don't give me the bullshit that "oh fanfiction is cringe and AI chats are wayyy better than the shit I've seen" because the pillar you stand on is made of salt. Fanfics written by some 13 year old on Wattpad at least has a soul and effort put into it making it a better read then AI chats, not to mention that writer will probably get better if they continue to write. You are not above fanfiction and are equally as cringe, you are below it if anything)

[autisticalastor]

seven sentence sunday

tagged by @the-flaming-nightmare ty bestieee <3

doing a lil snippet of a future chapter of my lil radioapple series, the taming of the deer and the devil!

"Are you sure it's all right I come with you to this? Isn't a Sins-only kind of event?" Alastor's ears twitch nervously as he asks, and Lucifer gives him a reassuring smile.

"Y'know how you can sorta bring a plus one to your Overlord meetings? Well, we can do the same! I used to bring Lilith every year, but, well..."

He doesn't need to finish. The implication is clear. Alastor isn't quite sure how to feel about having that much importance to the King of Hell, but he takes Lucifer's hand and gives it a gentle squeeze, as if to say that all that is behind him now. He lets go as they enter the meeting room — still not incredibly fond of being so physically affectionate in public — but the sentiment is still there.

There had been a bit of chatter coming from the room before they entered, but the whole room goes silent as everyone turns to look at them. What Lucifer said is true — most of the other Sins do seem to have someone accompanying them — but Alastor still feels out of place.

Eventually, one demon — a fox... bug... wolf... thing? Alastor isn't really sure what she is — breaks the silence, flying over to him and squealing excitedly.

"Oh, Luci, he is so cute! Where did you find this thing? Is he a sinner? Are they all this fluffy? Oh! Does he have a tail?" She buzzes around him the entire time, almost dizzyingly quickly, but it's when she makes a grab for his coat that he's decided he's had enough, quickly dissolving into shadows and reappearing against the wall behind them with an audible hiss of static.

"Uh, try and keep your hands off, 'kay? He really doesn't like other people touching him," Lucifer explains with a nervous chuckle, though none of the others miss the way he takes Alastor's arm to lead him over to their seats.

giggling & kicking my feet i love writing these two <333

tags for the week! @nottapossum @small-duckie @danana-split if u guys wanna join in!

[moonsuke]

Chapter 296 leaks (spoilers)

Yesssss Reo!!! The rong fans are so gonna have a field day with this one lol. I'm excited to see their reactions, they're the only ones who sorta echo the same sentiments as me, like calling Nagi a "lost child" and feeling sorry for him and all ;-;

And again, every release I gotta ramble about the parallels between epinagi and bllk and how knsr's purposely linking them up for Nagi. I mean just the last epinagi chapter Reo was really down in the slumps and talking about how he needs to get stronger on his own, while Nagi's all excited after winning and beating "Isagi". The contrast was explicitly drawn to show us their parallel too.

But now in bllk, we've Reo aura farming again while Nagi's having his downfall arc. I've missed this Reo so much, I like him best when he's like this. Like Nagi said, he's really "strong and dazzling" indeed. Now please score a goal, I need him to want to be a striker again (and I think Nagi needs him to be like that too).

I never really dived much into why I hated their duo at risk of sounding too delulu reonagi-ish (vs the nagireo fans who liked the set up), at most I just said their duo is really not good for each other, but in reality I was thinking the reason their team up got sooooo much negative connotations left and right is because of their roles switching, with Nagi's dream taking precedence over Reo's, and Reo letting him lead. It gave me a lot of discomfort like Nagi's goal. This chapter has a throwback to that moment Nagi first asked Reo to team up which has brought nothing but losses since. This time though, Reo's stepping up!! I can (half) believe in their duo again!!

Half because Nagi still needs to change and I don't think this is enough to trigger his comeback… I'm still on the Nagi downfall route btw and if knsr is intending otherwise the writing better be fire. But honestly, while I really want his his downfall to be done well, its just getting sad and hard to watch at this point ;-; How he's thinking even an assist is fine but he couldn't even do it ;-;

Throughout this whole chapter, Nagi's just watching and admiring those around him achieving impressive feats. Even with Reo's declaration, and Nagi's "you're strong and dazzling", it doesn't give the vibe that he's locking in at all. The only time he did something active was a lackluster, uninspired pass to Reo and this was despite him motivating himself with "I'll survive with Reo!!!"

At the end too, it's saying REO'S dream is shining on Nagi but that's exactly what Nagi needs to stop doing, relying on a borrowed dream and ego. He cares about Reo and being the best together for sure, but what truly motivates someone needs to be more egoistical and selfish like his prior "beating Isagi".

I've entertained the thought of Reo using Chameleon to transform into “Isagi” and becoming a rival of sorts before and it seems like it can go that way? With his whole "I can become anything to become the world's best with you" declaration. Honestly, this line, or rather Reo's whole scene, made me kinda emotional lol. Isn't this line gayer than Nagi's? I'm seeing everyone pointing out Nagi being gay but like not this? 😭

Anyway, I would def like their duo dynamics more if this happened as compared to the one they'd against BM. But when it comes to Nagi's story alone this seems kinda meh now ngl. Like we have him struggling so hard throughout the entire NEL arc to find his inner motivations just to end up with him gaining it from something external??

Like maybe seeing Reo shine could trigger him, I mean he wants to shine the brightest on the field after all, but like that's it?? The reason why he got so attached to Isagi's light was because that was his first defeat! Right after he discovered his curiosity and heat towards football and actually wanting to win with his goal for once, Isagi stole all that away while being reborn right before his eyes! Like the image of Isagi winning over him was drawn imprinted in his eyes TWICE. This is the sorta level of impact that's needed to bring Nagi back again and I'm expecting that! It could be Reo or something else but the impact should be there!

So er yea, I'll wait and see what knsr does I guess. Just please, don't give me something lukewarm… Don't do that to your fav too, knsr. Do it well for Nagi's sake 😭

The way the chapters are going, it seems like it’s a set up for everyone around Nagi to grow and change and have their moment right before his eyes (like the way it’s drawn when he got a front row seat is so funny lol especially Bachira’s goal). To hammer in how he's falling behind I guess? So next would be Reo’s moment and it would be more meaningful than the others. He better be scoring their second goal istg. If Nagi scores the third, it would be one that leaves me with discomfort like his 5 volley shot... so I'm sticking with 3rd goal being Reo's with Nagi assist for now...

And I want my Bachira x Nagi striker heart to heart talk too!!

(Last thing, I do not get why that dunk on Agi was necessary he was saying objectively correct shit bruh, why Reo?? 😭 But thanks for the possessive Reo I guess? 😭 )

[ochrearia]

When We Met

Happy Birthday Yourself YS Silly Billy from Hit Single Real I love you thank god for me falling into your trap because I would not be anywhere near here at all if it wasn't for this freaky white boy fucker and his mod

BFs in this One-Shot: Biff (PoPr!BF, mine), Yourself (YS)

It was hard to make yourself forget what day it was when the memory of it burned so much into your brain. Oh well. It wasn’t really as bad as the day that he lost his girlfriend, at least today wasn’t that day. But it was a different shitty kind of day that, ironically, YS would learn later that he shared the same sentiment with his counterpart over. Speaking of his counterpart…

“Hey! What’re you doing lying here all mopey and down? Don’t you know what day it is?!” Biff hollered, strolling through the mirror and trying to rile up his big brother.

“Eh?” YS mumbled back in reply. How’d he know what day it was, anyway? He didn’t recall telling the other what today was. Had he? Might’ve just been another thing he’d forgotten about. It had been a rather… interesting year.

“Get up you big lug! We should celebrate or something! Or just… yknow, hang out, if you’re up for it. It’s an important day for both of us after all!” Biff replied with insistence, jumping over on top of YS. “Come onnnn, I’ll start shaking you! I’ll put on the watermelon song, don’t test me!”

Both of them? Okay, what the fuck was little man talking about? “You’ve lost me. I thought I knew what you were talking about but then you said both of us and I’m now confused. Yours isn’t today. What’s today, exactly?”

Biff paused, pouting and sliding off his back. “You don’t remember? It’s been a year since we met. Granted, you did smack me across a room and seemingly wanted to maybe hurt me after the fight. Well, that’s what I was scared of at least. But you didn’t. And now you’re one of the most important people in my life and… I hope I’m the same to you. Never had someone to call my other half in the literal sense. But yeah! We met a year ago today! Did you forget?”

Oh shit. “Ah… fuck, sorta.” Damn, he really had done all that on the same day as his birthday, hadn’t he? It was coming back to him a little now. His birthday wasn’t the worst day compared to losing HS. But it wasn’t that far off, because well… it was one thing to not care about one’s birthday, but it was entirely different to realize who you were suddenly missing on a day that you’d usually only find good due to the people you surround yourself with.

“Hey… you alright?” Biff asked, tone worried. “You seem way more distracted than usual. Can I ask what you’re thinking about?”

“Mm… Well. I don’t talk much about things, but. I forgot that I’d traveled to fight you on the same day as, well…”

“Same day?”

“...Today’s my birthday.” YS admitted after a short pause. “I’m twenty-one today. It’s uh… well, I didn’t have a great time last year. Suffering the loss of HS, realizing that I was alone without her to cheer me up. I think I got a little insane. Lost my mind and went off the rails, and you know where that all went after.”

“Oh.” Biff breathed out in response. “Hey, well… it wasn’t so bad, right? I mean, you obviously never planned for it to end up this way originally, but you and I got to meet. You weren’t all that alone on your birthday. You had me even if you didn’t meant for it.”

Heh… Suppose he was right. “Yeah. I did. I wasn’t in my right mind though. I don’t remember much of that day as it is. Don’t really remember what we talked about after the battle we had. Don’t remember what I did after I left you in the mirror house.”

“Well that sucks.” Biff insisted. “You know, honestly, I don’t really like my birthday either. You actually missed it a few months ago but I don’t blame you, I don’t really like talking about it. Cherry and Pico remembered it when I didn’t. They helped me have a good birthday even when I didn’t want to do anything. Do you think you’d… let me do that for you?”

YS shrugged, snuggling himself further into his bed. “I don’t know, little man. Not really up for some grand gestures or anything all that exciting. Suppose it’s legal for me to drink now, as if that law ever really stopped any of us from doing it. Not sure if I’m up to getting myself mega wasted and killing my brain. I kinda just wanna lay here until it’s tomorrow. So I just don’t have to think about it and continue on like nothing.”

Biff crawled back on top of YS, flattening himself against the other’s back. “We can do that. We can just do jackshit nothing and call today any other day. But it’s still important. It doesn’t have to be your birthday, but it’s still the day we met. I wanna hang out with you. Is that okay at least?”

The angel yawned, nodding. “Yeah. I like the company. It’s been a little since we got to just hang out together too. I love all of our brothers, but I don’t think I’m up for a lot of company today. Just yours sounds nice. It’s a little different from everyone else. Love them to bits, but only you are the other side of our shared coin.”

Biff smiled, wiggling up to be able to see YS’s face a bit more. “You know, as fucked as it sounds, I’m glad you lost your mind a year ago and went to come find me. It’s been a wild year and I’ve had some pretty shit low points. You were there for me when you had no real obligation. Well, you didn’t originally. I guess you do now since the whole angel thing.”

“Hey. I don’t regret it.” YS tilted his head to meet his little brother’s eyes. “I know I’m seven levels of fucked up with a mountain more of issues I haven‘t been able to work out so far, but meeting you stopped me from being dead. Without you and the others that would’ve been the outcome. Without meeting you I would be gone. And realistically, I guess there would’ve been no one but HS to miss me if I hadn’t met you in the first place. But back then I wasn’t thinking about that. I was in too deep about deserving it for losing her.”

“Aww.” Biff teased lightly, watching the microphone on the nightstand glow a soft red in response to his brother’s words. “I’m glad you don’t have regrets about any of us. I know that everyone didn’t really have the best opinion of you when you met them. But you’ve become such an important pillar in our lives, in my life. I’m so glad to have you. I’m glad you’re alive. I’m glad you love us. And thank you, so much, for still being here.”

YS snorted. “Little man getting sentimental on me. Don’t go crying over there, I’ll just make fun of you.”

“Ass.” Biff snipped back, sticking his tongue out playfully. “But seriously. We may not like them, but we still have them. Happy birthday, YS. Genuinely. I hope I can prove these days don’t have to be as crummy as they tend to end up.”

YS hummed, reaching a hand out to plop it down on top of Biff’s head. In all honesty, this birthday was already leagues better than his last. The turmoil in his mind was low, and his counterpart was here. He wasn’t alone, and wasn’t too crowded that he’d become overwhelmed. Stuck willingly with his other half that understood the negative feelings one could have about their birthday. This was nice. It was perfect. “You’re doing just fine, my little light. Thank you.”

[alyjojo]

Yearly Tarot Reading 2025 🎏 - Pisces Sun/Rising

Meditation: “Under the surface” of the ocean lies a vast and beautiful underwater city, with my giant Cthulhu on the wall as a real character, ruling over this city. Benevolent. Responsible. Buuuut, threaten their city and they’re a scary mfer. On my wall it’s The Hierophant, it may be relating to a parent, spouse, teacher, doctor, the government or “system”, a guide, a priest - or even God/religion. He’s guarding his city, that I didn’t even see was there until this, I’m just obsessed with Cthulhu fr 🐙 You could also be connecting with a Taurus. Favorite vision 💚

General: The Star ⭐️

Work: The Hanged Man

Love: Death

You are on the correct path, though it may not be easy or always rewarding. Death isn’t easy and it’s here twice. The Oracle of Death is shown with Capricorn rev, I’m getting this being Devil energy from the last year - you defeated a Devil last year 🥳 Maybe it was addiction, a relationship, a bad habit, a toxic mindset or behavior, a terrible job, toxic family, something not good; it kept you stuck, trapped, and bound. This year is more about the after effects of that, The Star ⭐️ comes after The Tower for a reason, you’ve probably been through it recently. Towers are out of our control, they come as a shock or a sudden event that changes the entire perception or direction of something we thought was solid - but it isn’t. That’s also reflected in your work, same sentiment. Distractions and Start are also carried over from last year, you knew what you had to do then - you’re doing it now. Off and on, sorta, whatever these distractions are will be a reoccurring thing this year too - I’m hearing that’s just you. You can’t always be “on,” sometimes you want to stay “off.” Healing is the most important thing this year.

Work is work. You’re not happy with it, though you stick around and wait for a perspective shift, wait to out-mood your current mood when you wanna just leave and never come back…see you tomorrow. Relatable 😆 If you’ve ended a relationship, work is where you go to heal and not think about that - though you’re probably thinking about it constantly let’s be real. When you’re busy you’re good, and you may try to keep busy a lot, but it’s nothing important. Distractions. Some of you are incorporating hobbies into work somehow as well, like another method of keeping busy or feeling “useful” in some way. You may dream of making a hobby your career, I’m seeing crochet 🧶, but you don’t know how to do it properly or “officially,” it’s like you don’t even have faith at the start so there’s no action taken to make it real. You could be battling a lot of negative self talk. Interestingly enough, though the North Node is moving into your sign, you’re actually connecting more with Virgo from what I can see. Self-critical, critical in general, not happy with things as they are and more of a focus on the negative than what’s possible, or optimism as a whole, more focused on work than “the meaning” of things - pass. That’s not very Pisces of you, and the message of this whole reading is The Star, your path, your purpose, your whole life direction…which is the North Node, all of it is connected and showing you the way. Because you’re feeling more connected with South Node, things will have to end/change/Death in order to move towards your true path - if you’re not already on it, for some this has already happened. Maybe two things. Two Death cards.

You may have recently lost a job or quit one, if so this was a basket you had all of your eggs in, 10 Pentacles. Set for life, this is the thing I’m doing forever. That could be the Tower you didn’t see coming. It could also be something within your job, the management or people, there could’ve been massive layoffs and you miss literally everyone wtf - it’s not the same anymore, you don’t even want to be here now. Or you’re doing what you have to do, but you know that long-term it’s not for you, I’m seeing something “mindless” with no real meaning for you, it brings no joy, which is why The Star is here showing your North Node. What does? That’s the path you should be moving towards, as soon as that voice in your head (or noise from the tv?) shuts up so you can Start.

Cutting out Distractions and focusing on making clear decisions, or analyzing yourself and what you want, how to xyz, reality - that’s where you’re like mrrrrrrgrrrrl and it’s back into your comfort blanket - turned “off.” Not receptive to the deep stuff, not optimistic, everyone hates me I’m going to eat worms - there will be days of pity parties and chocolate 🍫, it happens to the best of us. Healing. Cuz whatever it is fucking hurts or you hate it 🪱 It’s part of The Star, these moments/feelings, and picking yourself back up. TrY tO bE pOsItIvE 😆 I’m not laughing at you, that’s how I heard it. Sarcastic af. What you want to do for work will probably change, Exhaustion shows you feeling this isn’t worth it, whatever it is. For some, there’s a ridiculous commute involved. You could feel like something with work is going downhill and there’s no hope for success, advancement, or profit - maybe as a company or a career path as a whole. Or that’s why they’re/you’re making Tower decisions. You’re being encouraged to Start moving towards whatever is your new dream, once you figure out what that is - and heal from the disappointment of whatever wasn’t. The North Node on your side makes this both meant to be and inevitable, wherever you’re going, whatever hasn’t worked out, or isn’t now, and you’re being validated for that. Work could be going under or something going on regarding secrets or secret agendas backfiring - it’s unknown to you and the regular folks, but it’s a big deal up the chain and y’all are none the wiser, for now.

For love, Death is the end, game over. A marriage could end, someone may have lost (or lose) a spouse, parent, or grandparent (Hierophant), could be you or your person dealing with that. I don’t wish that on anyone 💯 but if you have, I’m sending you big hugs, love, and condolences. There’s no time limit on this stuff, healing heals when it heals. You may have just gone through a breakup recently-ish, single energy is the strongest. This could also be someone graduating, retiring, ending one career for another would affect love too, it’s the end of a major structure that’s been in your/their life, or someone close to you - probably close family if not you. If there’s a job loss, a whole family is affected, or a whole group, a branch of the company, etc.

If you’re single, then you’re very straightforward in letting people know what you’re after and what you’re not - which is either a deeper commitment or it’s very much not, depends on you. Whichever one you want, you’re not settling for/with the other. Partying and 5 Wands shows you dating multiple people most likely, maybe even stirring up some drama between them, or they’re doing that on their own. Someone may try future faking or some ish, promising some sort of commitment that isn’t coming or not what they want, but it’s that or leave - Death is done. You could be either person. I’m seeing “ultimatum” and it’s done - you could be done with anyone giving you an ultimatum or trying to tell you shit about shit, a partner isn’t a ruler, parent, or God. Your romantic life could see drama with someone else’s parents/family/beliefs as well. If you’re interested in a married person, that’s ending, or someone you’re into could get married…there could be drama with that too. There’s no lack of interest in others that I can tell, if anything it’s you, you don’t feel committed to anything - you’re just having a good time guys/girls 🥳

One Day with The Star shows the hope for something lasting, meaningful, and real, a dream relationship - but I don’t see you having high hopes for any particular relationship. A Twin Flame connection may start and separate quickly, meeting them for the first time, or could already be in separation, if you have one. If you don’t know, don’t worry about it, Death ‘em 😈 and you’re on the right page - I’m not getting a reunion. There could be issues with someone’s will as well, 5 Wands could show people in conflict or competition over someone’s stuff, family conflicts - heavy Taurus/Scorpio shows what’s mine vs what’s yours/ours, and you’re in this somehow.

For the most part, your reading is the most chill, humble, and flexible. You’ll date. You’ll coast. You’ll show up and do the thing. You’ll reconsider why you’re doing what you’re doing, and dream of what could be - but ultimately you’re just trying to have a GOOD TIME GUYS/GIRLS. Drama free 😌 as much as possible, probably because there is some, and Partying is the escape or reason, it is right next to Distractions. Have fun, and also keep one foot on the ground, like The Star, and take practical efforts towards your dreams, however small that effort is. Don’t get so lost in living in the moment or having a good time, that you forget what’s really important to you. You’re like the deep person amongst clowns 🤡 but those clowns are fun…for a day. Then get rid of the hangover and the person that crashed on your couch and - back to the dream, making it real, or figuring it out. You could have some intense dreams, and you’ll probably be daydreaming a lot, but idk a Pisces that doesn’t on any day. Saturn leaving your sign (yassss) and moving into Aries will probably be the motivation you need to really start working on your career and what you want from that, as you should, that change happens on May 25th. Omens shows you’ll be receiving signs every step of the way 💚 And Spirit is saying “even when you’re wrong,” which indicates you will probably be wrong at some point and should pay attention 👓

Zodiac Signs: Heavy Taurus, Pisces, Libra, Scorpio & Aquarius

Numbers: 80, 31, 8, 56, and 18

444 is here with Omens, Death, and 4 Swords rev showing you’re okay. It’s going to be okay, you’re healing and that takes time, but Spirit is sending you all of the signs and synchronicities you’ll need to feel secure in whatever is happening or will.

8888 is here with Go Deeper, The Star, Death, and 8 Wands. 8’s are about Strength, hard work, doing whatever needs to be done to receive the outcome we want - yours is a dream or a whole life shift. Some of you may feel like a dream has died, your motivation for it or some other thing, maybe you need a new dream, or you already have one and that’s why Death is here, some are choosing this and some are having it happen to them/others. Go Deeper shows to check in with yourself and your reasons for doing things, deeper meaning is what you’re after. Your dream 💯 Not initially perhaps. But for some it’s the dream itself that’s changed or will, and you/your surroundings right along with it. The North Node is blessing whatever dream you have, and The Star shows this inner calling that’s directing you towards your path - if you’re not already on it. You’re supposed to. The Hierophant is God/your fav diety, you can’t find more meaning than this.

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Your opinion about death in whump? I adore it. May a rant for a bit? Feel free to delete the ask, but! Major character death does not defeat the purpose of Whump. And, even if I find "tragic endings" interesting and valid, death doesn't always mean that the story ended badly? Or negatively?

It's cathartic. It's a culminating event that sends a message, sometimes death isn't even letting the "bad guy" win, it's just the right thing for your story.

I haven't published anything on this site, but some of my whumpees die at the end of their story, and "Life is dark, no hope, bad guys win" is not the message that I want to communicate! it's a way for the character to escape a narrative that goes against them. I've killed my characters not because they were doomed by the narrative, but because they need to doom it, lol.

Are you going to tell my sorta-villain whumpee that she needed to live in a society that practically destroyed her? Like, would you? No! She dies! And she radicalize an entire country with her death! And her whole being, her name, her personality, the stuff that she liked on social media will crush the entire narrative! Because the story starts and ends with her!

Sometimes I like to daydream about a character dying, because their death is the only thing that will restore whumpee's humanity in the other characters' eyes. I just love the tragedy of this idea, that sometimes they had to die to remember us that they were human, and that they were, in fact, alive.

I am terrified by death, but it is part of life, and we have to live despite it, and it being there doesn't subtract anything from our existence, and from who we are.

Is it terrifying? Yes! But that's the point. It's tragic, but it's glorious! And it is inherent to our being.

NO I'M NOT GONNA DELETE THIS EVERYONE HAS TO SEE IT

This is the best thing I've ever read, many kisses on your forehead, THIS IS BEAUTIFUL

"MCD doesn't defeat the purpose of whump" !!!!!!!!!!! Stories sometimes end with that and it's okay, it has a purpose, and these stories are worth telling.

"it isn't even letting the bad guy win, it's just the right thing for the story" Bad guys winning is the means to an end, it's not even about them, mecessarily. The tragedy itself has a meaning, it can be something beautiful, it can be a resolve, it's just as meaningful as any other way to end a story.

(though, I am very partial to bad guys, they are those characters who are written to lose, to be hated, to be evil, I can't help, but turn towards them with all the compassion and love I have. I don't want to fix them, and I don't care that they might be irredeemable. I want to tell each and every one that it's okay. And that in my stories they don't have to be doomed by the narrative. To me it's not about the message the story is telling. "Life sucks, bad guys win" can be the message too for all I care, it just has to be cathartic.) (I'm very normal about this, okay? Don't mind me)

"Because the story starts and ends with her" I love her and her story. This is a wonderful sentiment. Before my vampire story got out of hand with the prequel and the bonus chapters, it was the same. It starts with Carter and ends with her. It still does (/will, when I put back the new-and-improved versions of the beginning), I just sort of strayed away from this thought somewhere down the road. It's still my favourite thing ever, though, and it's still in the story, it just isn't as much of a central theme.

Death is a thing I want to both hold close to my chest and never let go of and throw it as far as humanly possible and turn my back away, because I feel like that's what I should do. I'm not scared of it, I want to hold its hand as if we were friends, but I have to learn to keep my distance.

I write about it, because it's the closest I can get to it in a healthy way. We can hang out together and it's okay.

I love exploring what relationships characters have with death as well. It's really intriguing.

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Hello again! Im so sorry to hear you feeling well when i sent in my ask the other day :( hoping that the life series drop tmrw will provide a much needed distraction for whatever you need it to :)

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"I know the, um, this morning didn't go… very well… but… if I could—""

"Good, he thinks, but it's a rote sentiment, not half so vicious as it had been only hours earlier."

- oh??? 👀 i am looking

- Im assuming this is the meeting they had about taking grian back to hermitcraft (and the revelation that grian feeds on emotions to survive)?? Very curious

- Now that metaphor about the childhood coat being stained is a lot more painful

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"even stolen energy can't make up for that."

"everything he'd never had the first time he— well, when Grian, the real Grian— had died."

- "stolen energy" omg i am biting ankles over this.

- And the "real Grian" thing. Yeah

- This is one of those moments where grian's whole situation is so much more potent and vivid. Imagining living as myself, but knowing im occupying someone elses body, and having my very lifeforce sustained by others?? Its not hard to understand why grian internalises and hates himself for being "a parasite". Idk thats probably very obvious to everyone else but this is the first time ive really thought about all of what that entails

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"Starving hands reach out from the depths of his mind to pull him back, stumbling, under that dark waterline."

- Love how the word "starving" implies that G falling asleep is more of a survival mechanism forcing him under so that his body can feed rather than only exhaustion

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"he's pressed a knife to every promise he's ever made since the day he emerged,"

- shaking you

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"His existence lies in the shadows of these distorted fractures, jagged hopes and dented dreams, forever fated to cut his hands on the fragments."

- AHHHHJSLDHSJSVSN

- Man 🧍

- Dont have any words. Just tears.

AAAAAAAAAA SUN ANON I ALWAYS LOVE SEEING YOU IN MY INBOX!!!! Gods im so glad these lines resonated with and interested you, they were a ton of fun to write

I have a brain today so i can actually expand on some of the things youve pointed out instead of just aiming heart eyes at you for the compliments fjsndjsjejke so for the first point, yes!!! Scar and Xisuma returned to the others post chap 6 and were like "Well that sucked!! Wow!!!!" I wouldnt say theyve given all the information to everybody, because they themselves aren't exactly ready to discuss that beyond the immediately required basics, but everyone else was given the gist: convo went badly, Grian is being taken back to Hermitcraft on Scar and Xisuma's insistence. Both Scar and Xisuma feel fucking horrible for how that conversation went down-- nobody had a good time there. So while the plan is to eventually get everyone up to speed, they're sorta taking this time to be miserable about what was essentially a fight that ended in stripping Grian of his autonomy

There's also a little cross-communication happening here in the background, btw: Scar and Xisuma have a pretty big picture now, but Tango, Mumbo, and Pearl have been fed that false info abt the potions being potentially useful. So, yknow :) just smth to keep in mind there haha

Your point about how it almost feels like Grian falling asleep is a survival mechanism is spot on the money. It's essentially him falling into a state of low power mode, where everything but his most basic of functions is shut down for a brief time in favour of preserving energy-- i would honestly consider it more equivalent to a coma than actual sleep. Hence Tango's concern, and subsequent relief when Grian woke up; the entire time he was unconscious, he was fully unresponsive. So, yknow. Real nerve-wracking to see, especially after that prior full week of unresponsiveness as his body struggled to maintain itself.

Tango's role here is indeed deliberate, both on a watsonian and doylist level!! The reason however is the exact same for both: Tango is a little more removed, personally, from this situation. Grian was-- and is-- his friend, ofc, but he's not as close to whats happening. Meanwhile, Xisuma is in 24/7 server babysitting mode, Pearl is not fit to be a caretaker, and Scar and Mumbo were tearing themselves apart by trying to sit and look after him. So Tango got assigned caretaker duties 😂😂😂😂 it was an effective way to divvy up tasks and keep everybody busy, and somewhat hilariously, so far Tango is the only person Grian isnt supremely upset with for one reason or another. And thats why he's continued to stay in caretaker mode lol he is truly just. The only guy who can rn

I also just sorta think of him as a surprisingly emotionally savvy fixer-type, in terms of personality. Like. I think he just gets what people set down in front of him, yknow? Although hell if he knows what to do with it once he's got em. He fumbles a lot, sure, and he defaults to fix-it mode, but he is getting the message when Grian essentially says "i dont wanna talk anymore" without actually saying it

As for Grian and his headspace, rn, theres definitely a complexity at work here where he wants to die and is very genuine in that, but he IS also grateful he's seeing his friends. He cant deny that. As painful as it is, he still loves them very much, and ultimately he's trying to do this for their own good as much as for his own sense of punishment and relief. I think like... now that he's really creeping up on what he has planned, and the pieces are suddenly becoming a reality, theres a bit of dissonance he's fighting against to stay on course. He wants his friends happy; he also wants to die. He's so overwhelmingly tired; he is, as much as he feels he doesnt deserve it, glad to have his friends close. That sort of hopelessness mixed with a warped sense of comfort that he got to see and interact with them one last time. If that makes any sense. Its a bit of complexity i wanted to make sure i added in, because people are so rarely fully decided on any course of action they choose to take, without even a single flicker of doubt (and especially one so final as this). Im glad youve picked up on that, and that you appreciate what i was trying to set down with it!!! :D

This was such a lovely message, as always-- you are very sweet, sun anon, and i appreciate you lots :] i hope you're having an excellent day!!!