#to feeling them and experiencing them and almost ??? creating them

[jxxbtx]

An Ocean Daze

Your seemingly innocent task of collecting reefs has now led to the oceans blessing you with a sight for sore eyes..

You were glad the seas were at a low tide this year round, the reefs you needed to collect to satisfy the lovely mage lay slightly wilted after being washed up on shore

You collect them in your basket anyway, knowing Hiori would always come through and find a way to make the best of it

However it looks like the gods favoured the reefs cause soon a light drizzle followed.. slowly filling the basket with water, you were fine for now.. just a few more and you could go back to the forests..

A crab snips at your ankle and you yelp gently tugging it off and letting it skiddadle away, getting most part of your dress wet in the process

Lady luck is really testing you today isn't she? You sigh deciding you could always come back after the wind currents slow down a bit.. Hiori always did warn you the oceans were unforgivable.

Soon came hail thudding against the sand of the beach, which forced you to find shelter under the bridge that linked the village outskirts to the Samurai compound

You use a cloth from your robes to dry your hair a bit holding the basket securely to prevent it from following the direction of the wind

Maybe you should've dragged Yoichi or Meguru along for company, they would've made the situation a lot more bearable at the moment..

The sounds of hail fall relentlessly but still managed to create a rhythmic masterpiece.. the ocean roars and the wave catches your calf hence you'd have to move a bit higher

And you would have if not for an inhumane screech that resonated from.. somewhere close..

The sound rung in your ears, sound of hail now just backround noises as you keep your ears sharp, debating to run or figure out if it was a cry of help

You.. choose the latter.. you just couldn't bear the thought of leaving some poor creature out in this dreadful rain..!

The ringing seemed to fade instead replaced with a seraphic hum, and your body almost immediately seemed to know where to take you

The hail raged on uncaring of the moment of tranquility you were experiencing

Oh.

What a beautiful creature..

Sharp fangs bared at you as it rolled you against the sand eyes scanning you intently as it's eyes screamed for bloodlust

"YOU."

"Huh.."

"You..!" It.. he..? hissed again pausing to poke at your legs hitching the fabric of your wet dress up to your knees

He frowns looking back to eye his own pair of humanoid legs with hateful eyes

"Walk" he says simply staring you down with still yet dialated eyes using his fingers to tug at your ankle

You squirm to sit up, the curiously innocent way he touched you setting a warm feeling in your stomach, it was telling you to run but he just looked so pitiful at the moment..

"So.. you want to learn to walk..?" You ask the creature of the oceans, watching him slowly back away..

He just nods sitting cross-legged now, choosing this moment to admire you a bit

You were beautiful really.. like a foreign vision he was never supposed to witness in his lifetime

He watched you sit up and adjust your dress again hesitantly holding your hands out to him incase he wanted to try standing using you as support

The hail drowned out in face of the beating of your heart that echoes against your ears and he firmly grips your elbows and reluctantly stands up now towering over you

He blanks out a bit at the view of you looking up at him all skittish.. wide eyed and lashes fluttering against skin and he can't help but wonder who was the siren between you two..

He holds your waist adjusting to the feel of knees and the texture of sand against his bare feet.. he hissed harshly when the cold cold waves caressed his ankles almost falling ontop of you as he waddled forward

You pause finding the action kind of amusing

"Did you forget you didn't have scales any more..?" You ask quietly coaxing his hands in yours letting him stand while you inched backwards

He just grumbled looking back at his beloved oceans, feeling absolutely betrayed by how it backstabbed him in such a way

"Mhm.." he says simply holding eye contact

Your breath hitched and grip on his hands loosen.. why did the oceans decide to bless you with such a sight on this random evening..?

His eyes were less dialated, and you realised they might have been the prettiest shade you've ever had the pleasure of seeing through a lens

No hydranga.. no forget-me-not.. no bluebell, could ever complete.. you think.. even the sky paled in comparison to the depths of his eyes

He snaps you out your 'observations' by tracing circles on your wrist, feeling curious by your racing pulse and the warmth that radiated from you

You smile gently building him farther from shore, but not before picking up the basket of corol you collected.. that's the whole purpose of your visit no?

The beautiful creature sits on the sand staring at the basket motioning it closer before quietly tapping it the contents, watching it's colours fade back into life

You watch amazed watching him literally breathe life into an organism

"You're incredible.."

He pauses watching your starry eyed before nodding, feeling heat up his neck which he has never experienced to date..

He quietly grips your thighs kind of entranced by the soft skin and the way it fit in his palms

You aimlessly pat his head

"What's your name dear?"

He paused flushing further at the term of endearment

"Rin.."

He murmurs eyes meeting yours, palms still attached to your thighs

You hum testing his name on your tongue

"Yeah? Short and sweet.." you murmur with a slight smile

He just nods, stomach twisted into knots at the sight of your happiness expressed with the quirk of your lips.. and how his name sounded from your mouth..

You offer him your name and it rings in his ears as he looks up at you

"Can I have you?" He asks nose scrunched but completely serious

You blink caught off guard

"Come home with me.." he practically demands, staring up at you with now dialated eyes

You shift thinking of how to deal with this situation..

Okay so. A deadly handsome man, gifted to you by the oceans itself, is now asking you to go home with him..?

The hail slows, the sound of the downpour building up a bubble of intimacy

Couldn't he have asked your hand in marriage? You would have agreed..

He stays still looking up at you slightly unimpressed at your lack of response

"Kidnap." He agrees with himself, hoisting you over his shoulder and steadily wobbling towards the shore, ignoring your protests after you realised you had a LIFE y'know? A whole ass BAKERY to run?

But then.. he oh so carefully adjusts you like you're a valuable artifact, awkwardly waddling around deciding how to get back into the water again and you decide-

Oh well..

The world could function without you.

And this creature definitely could't- cause why is he laying down on his stomach now..??

"I've seen penguins.." he elaborates positioning you on his back

"But.. this is sand??"

"I know.." he says grimly, just laying there

A silence ensured before you just sigh watching the downpour slow to a drizzle

"Wanna come home with me instead?"

He hummed rolling on his back to look up at you, seating you now on his hips

His eyes narrowed searching for any malicious intent

"Hmm.."

"We have a waterfall..?"  You murmur thinking he just didn't want to leave the oceans

But in reality.. he's battling with his pride at the moment, he wants to bring you back as his treasure not not go home with you as your treasure..

Don't humans follow that as the courting method too?? Men. first move.

"Earth to Rin?"  You ask furrowing your brows as you snap your fingers infront of his face

He frowns back immediately darting to nip at your fingers, instincts still not curbed- his eyes dialated again

But there was soon a moment of clarity, his eyes widening at the pained yet oh so pretty sound that left your lips

And he held your wrist delicately, nibbling on the spot he nipped

"Yes.." he murmurs simply

You pause staring at his lidded eyes and resigned expression, the pain forgotten in the face of his beauty

"Yeah.." you mumble back

The sun peaked out finally, casting it's rays over the sea and beach..

The unlikely pair however remained blissfully unaware, of anything but eachother..

NOTES :

• Let's just assume Sirens are cold-blooded alr? That's why Rin deviates to the warmth he experienced from reader, and why the heat from his flush was unfamiliar

• Coral are animals. I feel dumb, but you learn smth new everyday ig 💫

• This oneshot isn't apart of the main universe, I'm just obsessed with the concept of siren Rin..

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To the people of my taglist : I dunno if you would want to be tagged, for these kind of one-shots that r separate from the main storyline-

If you don't then I'm so sorry, I'll keep it in mind for a next time 🕊️

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TAGLIST : @bladeswifesthings @rainychi2 @kuronarnze @itoshiyom @soph1sticatedly

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[domokunrainbowkinz]

shipping yhk not in a romantic or platonic way but a secret third way (⬛️⬛️)

[itspileofgoodthings]

Taylor returning over and over to the falling through the ice accident in the Bolter—everything to me

[snufkinofficial]

my gf said something sooo insane about helly the other day and i cannot stop thinking about it. she was like. helena and helly’s relationship is almost maternal. the way helena created helly as an extension of herself, to serve her interests, to try and impress her own family. she scolds helly, talks down to her like a child. “i understand you’re unhappy with the life you’ve been given” “i am a person, you are not”. the way she envies and resents helly’s freedom. the way she feels entitled to helly’s life and is now living vicariously through her in the most literal sense. what if you created life and now they’re experiencing the things you’ve always wanted for yourself. what if you created life and they were flawed and loud and demanding and they were loved more than you’ve ever been. and you hated them for it. the mother/daughterisms are insane my girlfriend is insane

[dollychou]

❥ contents 。even though you're emotionally unstable because of your pregnancy, nanami is so patient and loving.

nanami is the picture perfect husband. he cares for you and tends to your every need without even a peep of a complaint. he spoils you so much that it's almost overwhelming — but you really have no gripe against it. he loves you wholeheartedly and you know it. he would pull down every star in the galaxy for you if you asked, and he'd do it endlessly.

and now that you're pregnant, he's been more attentive and caring than ever. you so much as let out a sigh and he's rushing to you, asking you how you're feeling, if there's anything you need, or if there's anything he can do for you. he always places a soft, delicate kiss to your knuckles, uttering a gentle 'i love you' each time.

these days, your hormones have been all over the place — one second you're giggling and giddy, and the next second you're bawling in his arms. the other day you were watching videos of cute little kittens on tiktok and then nanami walked into your shared bedroom and you started sniffling and gushing to him over the adorable creatures. in the next few seconds, your expression turned to one of annoyance as you harped on to your husband about how he wouldn't allow you to get one. he simply smiled, reminding you that you had never once asked him before for a pet kitten.

through your roller coaster of emotions, he has been so patient and lovely, caring for you and helping you ease any trouble you were experiencing.

"are you comfortable, sweetie?," he coos while he delicately rubs his hand over your bulging belly. he places a sweet kiss on it, humming softly to himself. he is always wondering and daydreaming about how pretty and cute your daughter will be when she's here — a reflection of the miracle you both created.

you groan in discomfort, shifting in the bed. nanami looks to you and furrows his eyebrows a bit in concern. before he gets the chance to say anything, you're crying to him, "ken, don't touch me right now! UGH! i feel so uncomfortable! when is this damn baby gonna come out of me?"

he lets out a small sigh as he makes you lean forward a bit as he positions a cushion behind you. "is this better, sweetheart?," he asks, fluffing up the cushion.

your eyes start welling up, a hand coming to cover your mouth. he notices the tears and his face turns to one of concern. "what's wrong? are you still uncomfortable? did i irritate you or anger you?," he asks.

you shake your head, sniffling lightly as you wipe away the tears that are streaming down. "no honey," you choke out. "it's just, i was so mean to you a second ago and you didn't even say anything. and-and, now you're taking care of me. you're just so sweet."

he gives you a gentle kiss, chuckling softly at your little outburst. he brushes a strand of hair behind your ear and his hand comes down to wipe the tears staining your face. he cups your face in his hands and says sweetly, "sweetheart, it's okay. i understand how difficult it can be. you don't need to apologise. i love you."

"i love you too," you croak out, a tiny pout on your lips.

he drapes an arm around you, pulling you into his embrace. there's a comfortable silence that falls between you two, his hands rubbing up and down you as a means to bring some comfort. you peer up at him, a doting look on your face. he looks back down at you, wearing the same sweet expression. "anything the matter, sweetheart?," he says, placing a soft kiss to your temple.

"no," you answer, trailing your finger over his torso. "i'm just wondering if our baby will have your eyes or mine."

he hums as he ponders on the question for a bit. "well, i really hope she has your eyes. you've got the prettiest ones i've seen and our daughter will be blessed if she inherits them too."

he hears you sniffling again and immediately asks you what's wrong, care and concern laced into his voice. you wave your hands dismissively as you squeak out, "you're just the sweetest man. it's too much." you bury your head in his chest, the tears soaking his top. a tender smile spread across his lips as he caresses your back while you sob.

it's been a tumultuous ride recently, with your emotions and hormones all over the place. he can't imagine how onerous it must be for you. but if there's anything he can do to help you through it all — no matter how small or big — he'll do it for you. all while wearing that delightful and pleasant smile on his face.

[sierra-r-a-e]

you were the only one who could get the strongest sorcerer down on his knees like this. “please, princess. let me get just one taste of this pretty pussy~” he’d say, getting down onto his knees, his hands dragging along your sides as he goes.

once you finally agreed to let him taste the most private part of you, his face immediately lit up. satoru quickly got to work pushing, pulling, and tugging on whatever articles of clothing were standing in the way of his needy, watering mouth getting to your pussy.

he took a moment to admire your already glistening folds before he buried his face in your cunt. your hands immediately went to his hair, softly tugging on the silky strands in order to ground yourself from the immense pleasure.

you gently brushed the stray hairs out of his face, watching as he lapped at your cunt like a starved man, his tongue delving deep into your hole before coming back up to circle your clit, sucking on the nub and letting go with a lewd ‘pop’.

he hiked your leg up over his shoulder in order to get a better angle. your hips automatically began to buck into him, making your clit bump against his nose oh so perfectly.

“that’s it, baby, ride my face just like that-” he says breathlessly before diving right back in to your sweetness.

you felt one of his long fingers circle your sopping entrance before gently pushing into you, sending jolts of pleasure through your body. he created a rhythm with his tongue licking and sucking your clit, and his finger curling into your g spot. he soon added another finger, your knees nearly buckled from the amazing feeling.

overwhelmed with pleasure, your hands tugged on his hair, causing him to let out a low moan against your core. his cock was straining against his pants, desperately aching to be freed from its confines. though, he didn’t care about that, all he cared about was giving you the most jaw-dropping, toe-curling pleasure you’d ever experienced.

and that he did.

the way his tongue flicked against your sensitive nub sent small electric jolts throughout your body, not to mention the two fingers he had pumping in and out of you. all of the sensations he was giving you came together so amazingly, it was almost scary.

you clenched around his fingers as you neared your release, moaning his name as you practically humped his face. “that’s it, pretty girl, come on my face-” he said, his beautiful blue eyes watching your pleasured expressions as he ate and fingered your cunt.

your orgasm washed over you in harsh waves, nearly drowning you with the sudden, intense feelings of euphoria. your legs shook and you would’ve collapsed if it weren’t for satoru’s free arm holding you up securely.

he continued his ministrations on you, prolonging your orgasm. his tongue and fingers eventually slowed down to a stop, and his fingers gently pulled out of you, strings of slick still connecting him to you.

he made direct eye contact with you as he brought the two digits up to his mouth, engulfing them in the plush warmth and sucking the arousal off of them. he closed his pretty blue eyes with a groan at the taste of you, despite having just pressed his face against the source for a good while.

[masoncantthinkofaname]

My advice as someone who has shifted many times

Got some really sweet comments on my last post, and I decided I should probably get myself over my fear of posting here. I just love everyone in this community, you're all family to me💚

First, and most importantly, coffee:

When I posted my introduction here, a couple of months ago, I felt like I was already quite an experienced shifter. 4 kids, the most amazing husband, a life outside of this reality longer than I lived within it.

Looking back on it now, more than 500 years later, 3 more kids, 4 grandchildren, I was almost like a baby still, and even at this moment in time, I feel like I'm only at the start of my journey.

However, for the people that know my tiktok account, I have shifted to a lot of places by now. Experienced immortality as a human, as a deity, I've seen different cultures practice shifting, and taught shifting to every single one of me and my husband's children.

My main purpose in coming back here, is to help others achieve what I finally managed after years of trying. I want you all to pursue your dreams, and find the infinite happiness you so deserve.

So here is some advice:

Shifting itself is extremely simple. You want something, you get it. The concept of the reality that we're in doesn't allow for instant 'manifestations', but that doesn't mean you can't do it. It just means that, this reality by itself, doesn't have the rule of ''you desire something = you get it.'' That's where humans came up with the term ''manifestation,'' but it's simple really; you persist in wanting something, so you shift somewhere you have it. How easy that is can depend on the person, but every single one is capable of doing it, it's not technically any more difficult.

There are realities out there where, ''you want something'' does equal ''you get it,'' the term manifestation wouldn't even exist in those places, it's just as natural as it is for you here to feel as though you struggle attracting your desires.

I do not want to be rude to anyone, but there is no key to shifting. Anyone claiming they have the method to shift, or know the key to it, is overcomplicating it. Shifting is shifting, you don't need anything for it. Just existing, being aware, that's all you need to shift. HOW you do it, depends on the person. Assumptions, methods, intention, they're all tools to help you, but they're not the key.

You can shift while showering, while taking a dump, you can jump in the air and yell ''Yippie!!!'' to shift if you would believe that it works. An actual method? A joke method? There's no difference between them. The only real difference? You assume one to work, and one to not do anything, and that's where our limited mindsets are created.

I've seen so many different groups by now. People that shifted through meditation, through rituals, a group that would quite literally dive into a lake that they saw as magic, but also people that simply just, decided they wanted it, and shifted seconds later. They were raised with those beliefs, so they work for them.

And you here? You're raised in a society that tells you that you have to work for what you want, that a dream life is impossible, nothing is for free. And then you wonder why you struggle with shifting, why it's so hard to believe that you can do something so incredibly simple. Your struggles are valid, it is not your fault.

As an awareness you're so much more than the 3d, you're so much more than the body or brain you're aware of. You're simply a guest in this body, until it expires or you choose yourself to move on, but that doesn't take away that while you're here, you have to deal with your experiences, memories, and taught mindsets from this place.

That's why, the biggest advice I can give you, is to listen to yourself. Not society, not other people, no one who tries to tell you that they know ''the way.'' If someone's method aligns with you, that is amazing, and definitely put it to practice. But don't force yourself to go through methods and practices that don't feel right for you. If you dread doing it, it's not for you. Find something fun, something that fits your routines and beliefs.

Remember that time has no meaning. 5 days, 5 months, it's not going to matter in 3000 years. Literally nothing can stop your existence, nothing that could happen to you in this reality can ever stop you from existing.

There is no pressure, eternity is waiting for you, be kind to yourself. You are exactly where you're meant to be. It doesn't matter how you shift, so don't make it a chore. Script, create scenarios, daydream, make up your own rituals or find the most fun ways to set intention. You don't need hour long methods of counting, starfish positions and difficult affirmations. Your desires are already heard, your subconscious already knows where you want to go, so enjoy the ride until you get there💚

[kyri45]

A final letter

Hello Everyone!

The queue is paused and everything is scheduled, which means we are ready for the finale!

I know that, in the end, this was just a silly side project for me, with everything else going on in my life. But for this occasion, I wanted to drop some words here and hope they make sense.

I started watching LMK only because a friend told me there was a "Sonadow-coded" ship. I ended up consuming the entire thing in one sitting on July 10th, 2024. At the time, I was still recovering from a bike accident that had left me with a broken right forearm—unable to draw for a little over a month. (I did try drawing with my left finger, but it wasn't exactly fun.)

Not only that, but it was summer, and I couldn’t enjoy the season or practice my main sport, windsurfing. To say I was feeling the blues is an understatement. I remember being in physical pain just from not being able to draw my sillies. But then, watching LMK did something to my brain chemistry that my little undiagnosed autistic self had never experienced before. It hit so hard that I’ve been physically unable to rewatch the show SINCE that very first day. (And y’all still call me the CEO of this fandom. Bro, I just work here.)

A lot of you have asked what inspired me to start this comic or to draw LMK fan art in the first place. While my usual answer is, "I saw Shadowpeach and thought MK could be their lovechild, given his appearance," the moment that actually started it all was THIS ONE—

(I HAD TO REWATCH THIS SCENE TO MAKE THE GIF AND IT HURT ME ON A MOLECOLAR LEVEL)

I have… a thing for characters who discover their entire identity was something else all along. It consumes my thoughts, my dreams, my every waking moment. I live for identity crises, for characters who thought they knew who they were, only to be forced to rediscover themselves, their existence, and their place in the world. If you give me a story where a character has to go through that, I will like it—regardless of how bad the rest of the story is.

Pair that with loads of trauma, daddy issues, the pressure of a legacy, and world-ending stakes, and congrats! Now I’m obsessed, and I will not stop thinking about it for the rest of my days!

At first, my brain just wanted to release some of that energy with a small, four-panel post about the monkeys discovering that MK was technically their kid.

That was supposed to be it.

But since I never seem to learn my lesson, it didn’t stay like that. Because once I started drawing, I just... continued.

And

I

never

stopped.

A lot of you have also asked how I found the motivation to draw so much, to never take a break. Well, I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it one last time: I am my number one fan. No matter how much you laughed, cried, screamed, or went feral over this story, I did all of that and more. Because I got to think about the chapters months before they released. I got to daydream about them. I got to watch them come to life—first through sketches, then line art, then dialogue. And finally, I got to witness your reactions and see the incredible creations you made, inspired by my story.

So yeah, in a way, it was almost an addiction. A good addiction. Because, for the first time in my life, I actually understood what loving art means.

I’ve been drawing for ten years, working professionally for five, but I never loved art before. I just liked it because I happened to be good at it. But creating this comic made me understand why artists say, "Oh, I’ve loved drawing since I was a child!" This was the first time I allowed myself to create purely for my own enjoyment. Something I hadn’t had the privilege to do for a long time.

Other than making me feel even more single than I already was, this story somehow also helped me a little with my own family relationships. So yeah. Crazy how the gay monkeys changed my life.

Of course, I never could have predicted how much traction my AU would gain. Man, y’all were really starving to latch onto something this silly. /j

But yeah—thank you. Thank you for sticking around until the end, for having the patience and trust to follow the story even when I made you rage with angst and cliffhangers. (The statement in my bio still stands: I am not responsible for any physical or emotional damage my art has caused.)

I’m absolutely shit at thanking people, or at writing, or at talking in general, honestly. I’m the furthest thing from being good with words, so I hope the final chapter will be enough to show you my gratitude.

Through this story, I met so many wonderful, talented people. I watched as fans across different platforms found each other through memes and fanart of the AU. I saw artists start their own AUs inspired by mine, growing their own communities. I witnessed an explosion of creativity and collaboration through our takeovers. And I laughed along with you all.

And yeah—at its core, this story has always been about love. Whether it’s platonic, sibling, parental, romantic, or whatever the hell Mac and Wukong had going on for millennia.

At its heart, it’s a story about family.

And maybe, in the end… the real family wasn’t just the one in the comic, but the one we’ve found together along the way. 💛

See you all at the finale.

Love you all, freaks /affectionate

Jade

[nightingale-prompts]

God's TV- DC x DP prompt

Accidentally summoning a god from another dimension can happen, especially when cults are involved. However, no can could predict that the not only was the god a teenage boy but also a very bored teenage boy who didn't want to leave.

So he stayed and moved into Titans tower.

Danny is helpful (when he wants to be) but rarely goes out on missions. He says they are boring and nothing is dangerous enough to exert the effort. Instead, he minds the medical bay. Having a healer more than made up for the lack of help.

It's not like anyone disliked Danny or thought he didn't do anything it was just that he was unpredictable. Danny could be nice, considerate, and even sweet if he was working in the medbay. He could also be a pain in the ass anywhere else. He loved pranks and scaring people with his powers. He was harmless though.

No one really knew what he did all day. He was usually in his room doing something they guested. Said room was an anomaly. It was larger on the inside having been made into a pocket dimension. The appearance and organization of the room changed every time you went in.

It was after one mission that the team learned what was in the room.

A rogue had used their invention to erase Superboy's memories and they didn't know what to do. They took him to Danny who was currently rearranging the medicine by color. They hoped that his powers covered mind-altering afflictions. Unfortunately, Danny couldn't wave a hand and fix this.

Instead, Danny took the group to his room. The decor was neon Tokyo meets space right now. The furniture was currently floating and almost hitting Wonder Girl in the head with an end table. Of course, there was no gravity here.

"Stay here while I grab it," Danny said flying up the vertical corridor.

While he was gone the room rearranged itself into a contemporary format. The furniture grounded itself and shifted into a normal living room.

Danny returned with a cart and a headset. He placed a card he pulled out of the cart into the headset and put it on the dazed Superboy's head.

"Wait what is that?" Tim asked.

"It's his memories. I kept a backup in case this happened." Danny shrugged.

Immediately everyone began asking what the hell does that mean and why does he have that.

"Oh please, this dimension has this happened all the time. Amnesia is so cliché and cheap. I saw a pattern and decided the easiest way to prevent you from losing the entirety of your lives was to make save states of your memories." Danny said matter of fact.

Robin pinched the bridge of his nose.

Impulse studied the rack of cases and looking for the card with his name on it.

Wondergirl sighed, she was used to this from Robin but even he wouldn't go this far.

"What? It's not like just anyone can find these. Only you can access your own memories anyways. I just decided to repurpose my RE:Viewer." Danny pouted.

"What is a reviewer?" Wally asked flipping through the cases. Each one had titles like moves or shows with an arrangement of stickers.

"The RE:Viewer is something I created to catalog things I've seen looking into other dimensions. I don't have an infinite memory you know. But the longer I have my title the more I'll lose touch with my mortality. These things help me stay close to people by giving me the chance to remember how it feels. I also have been using them to get the stories of others. Keeping their experiences like you'd keep a TV show or movie. So many stories could have been lost to time but now they are saved. I use them to teach myself." Danny smiled.

The concept genuinely sounded interesting. Like experiencing a movie in 4d.

It had been 3 minutes before Kon took off the headset and back to his old self.

Danny pulled the input card out and it disappeared into another realm with a flick of the wrist. Danny was completely honest that the copies were inaccessible to everyone but him.

"You feeling alright Superboy? Your memory should be backed up until a week ago." Danny said shining a light in his eye.

"I'm fine. I think. What happened?" Kon asked batting the light out of his eyes.

"Explanation later. Take a nap first. You aren't concussed at least." Danny informed.

"What are the stickers for?" Wally said pointing at the rainbow of colors the card cases had.

"Just the emotions associated with the experiences. Orange is comedy, red is action, pink is romance, and blue is tragedy." Danny listed. "That one with the pink is one of my favorites. I meddled a bit in that world. Two people who had never met fell in love at two points at different times. One of them was doomed to die but I worked my magic on a mirror that allowed them to meet once. They shared notes left in different places for the other months ahead. Makes you believe in true love. A real tear-jerker."

"What about the black stickers?" Wally asked.

"Don't touch the black ones," Danny said darkly, smacking his hand away. "You don't need to know about those. I don't like thinking about them."

"So you just take the memories of others and put them inside your machine to replay later?" Batgirl asked. "Isn't that kind of wrong?"

"No, I asked permission. I usually pull them aside at some point and ask. If it's my memories (that's the green stickers) I don't need to. The rainbow ones are simulations. Like a video games." Danny responded patting her on the back for not being to hard on him about this admittedly weird situation.

"So what's the black one with the rainbow sticker?" Wally asked picking up the case that was obviously stuffed in the back.

"STOP TOUCHING THOSE!" Danny yelled pulling him away.

[redcherrykook]

──𐙚 teach me daddy (s & f)

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boyfriend!jungkook x virgin!reader

content: daddy kink, ddlg themes, Jungkook teaching his innocent, virgin gf how to..; touch him (blowjob) and how he touches her (fingering, lil tit play) !! hickies, sweet talk, lowkey dumbification, praise, cumming on stomach, guided, petite oc!!! Size.kink. so much dirty talk. so many pet names, FILTH.

note from cherry: put my whole sopping pussy in this. im a whore. My fav trope pls i hope i did it justice

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Jungkook's lovely, borderline magical finger tips create his usual pieces of invisible art upon your skin, right underneath the frilly fabric of your pink skirt, that top of your soft thigh squished against him, because his lap- specifically the bulge inside of his grey stüssy sweats- has become your favorite spot to sit on. Somewhere in between lush kisses and feathery moans elicited by the fluttered bruises he lays down the lane of your neck, you've understood one thing;

It feels so warm- so good to sit on that tent that forms in your older boyfriends pants, visible every time you bite your lip and stare at him with huge round, pleading eyes- every passing, electrifying fraction of a moment you spend threading through his deliciously laid, tussled mullet, or tracing the colorful lines etched into his hardened muscles, almost like you're coloring the small pictures in with your glittery gel nails.

Feels so good to hear low groans from your boyfriend's throat, experiencing your clit pulsing inside those little lacy panties, while consciously avoiding the sensation of a large wet patch making them cling to your untouched folds, it felt tingly, you had just told him.

"Tingly?" he asks, plucking back a delicate strand of your hair,

"Mhm.. like it wants attention. s'how i feel when i hump my stuffies" another small- fleeting detail you deemed insignificant, however it continues to feed into the hunger growling primally in jungkook's chest, wanting to expand outward, tear out of his gentle strokes that accidentally find your nipples, on occasions where he should be content with your petite frame inside the solid embrace of his own- oh so hungry body.

But he isn't content, not now that you've revealed you're pussy has kissed the very stuffies he's bought for you, seen you go starry eyed at.

His mind races with images of you- you in your bare glory, one he hasn't seen but there is no doubt in his mind you're an angel, sat on top of that plush hello kitty, dragging your wet, overstimulated clit over it's button nose- over and over, until there's drool running down the corners of your pout- until your eyebrows crunch together in pure delight. He wonders if you're the type to beg, ramble out your needs like a lost little deer.

His cock throbbs in anticipation, his primal instincts scream for him to take care of you whole, explore every inch of your sweet, sweet vessle. Jungkook has to know more- has to know everything.

"And how does my pretty girl hump her stuffies?" he innocently questions, hiking his hands up further on your small legs, crawling to your inner thighs, the digits raise goosebumps on your skin and a pink hue on your cheeks, it complements you- he thinks, harmonizing with your glossy pink lips.

"Hmph.. jus'.. sit on them.. r-rub back.. n' forth" your whispered reply has him drop into a lower, deeper tone, assessing how your body subconsciously responds to his teasing, bucks forward the smallest, almost unnoticeable bit.

"And what happens when babygirl does that?" you whine- leaning your lips to ghost against his own, the tingly feel rises again, floods your panties in an instant because his sudden dominance drowns you in its strangling hold,

"I feel good"

Jungkook creeps his large palm up, cupping your pussy boldy through the thin girlish fabric,

"Haa-ah" moaning, you give way into his palm, playing into his hands because you belong no where else, in response, his thumb extends, rubbing over where your clit sits puffily,

"Yeah..? right here is where it feels good, doesn't it princess?" liquid smooth as he talks, applying pressure to your needy bud,

"Mhm" you nod- whimpering against his pierced lip. In the flashes of his tight circles, you cannot bring yourself to keep your mouths attached- to focus on maintaining a healthy breath when your flower is being treated with the most careful sexuality "This feels better daddy" you say airyly, lips barely touching.

His breath stalls before it hitches once again- the title found him so righteously, so naturally succumbing to his deserved role- your daddy.

"Fuck sugar, it does hm? Let daddy take care of you, make you feel all warm and tingly"

After all, you're his special little princess,

The one with a cute pout that he wishes to see wrapped around his angry cock, he had envisioned this moment countless of times, fisting himself late at night- the soft snores come from your end of the phone, purely, innocently sleeping in the white glow of your screen, big, soft facial features lay peacefully against your pillow.

Even though the sins run carelessly on his end- he never bothered to mute himself, you kept sleeping, dreaming away,

Somtimes, he desired for you to wake up; he'd groan a bit louder, more vulgar with his endless cussing, thought about how your pupils grow wide, how your lips would part into a gasp- wish that you'd timidly run your thumb over your clit at the unfamiliar warmth spreading through your little purity, ruined, emerged in his perversion.

You nod, already going droopy eyed at the simple action of his thumb thrumming your pearl,

The cold air hits your sopping cunt as he peels your delicate panties to the side, giving him a full view of your flower, skin slick with desire

"You have the prettiest little pussy, so cute, does she want to be played with?" his tone is so- so gentle, yet, its dripping with power, entranced with the view of his- yes his very own digits that faintly glide between your folds,

"Yes- nghh shit- koo" your manicured nails dig into his meaty thighs, grounding yourself in a failed attempt to hold your head up, the foreign urgency consumes your entire being with it's intensity,

"Look at me sugar" he commands, growling lowly, his eyes squint to the ones of a predator, you- his prey, look at him like he has always known you would- wide eyed, doe eyed, awaiting his instructions

"Good girl. Now tell me again, do you want daddy to show you how to feel really good hm? How to play with your tiny cunt?"

You nod dumbly, letting out the smallest sounding yes that had ever grazed his ears, he purrs, taking in the effort with an open heart,

"Suck on them, need them nice and wet, can you do that for me princess?" his fingers intrude your bitten lips, forcing his digits to collide with your tongue, eagerly- messily and uncoordinated, you swirl your tongue around them, humming as he withdraws- letting out a satisfied groan

You wince a bit upon the proding of his fingertips against your entrance, unexpectedly, you look at him- begging for him to take you with him, guide you by the hand along everything he does, take your hand like a good daddy should.

The substantial need to make you feel safe takes over again, courses throughout his entire being because you look so vulnerable like this, so barely laid out for him to consume.

"it's okay babygirl, it's gonna feel so good. Daddy's gonna put a finger inside this pussy, you'll feel a bit full, but my precious little girl's so good, she can take it all" he can feel your body relax on top of his lap, as if your muscles let go of all tension with his reassurances- he's on the edge of feeling bad for wanting to ruin your purity.

But he does it regardless.

Wet, sloppy sounds fill your ears as he pumps his finger inside of you. The rhythm starts slowly, one push- one long drag between your folds before returning to pulling out, pushing back in carefully. He studies the subtle change in your expression, diligently grasping at the strings of your arousal- his own eyes can't choose between the look of lust on your face and his hand colliding with your sweetness, feeling how you suck his finger in with every fiber of your being, so untouched, so pure- so, so needy.

You squirm, wrap your hand around his bulging bicep- "Daddy- that feels so good, feels so so good" you continue mumbling, singing the cutest moans to numb his thoughts, feed his hunger, he turns greedy- allowing himself to drown in you entirely, granting himself premission to increass his speed, push in deeper- you gratify him, become louder, whiner, give yourself over because truthfully- you didn't know anything outside of how good it feels to be fingered like this.

"Yeahhh, feels so good to have daddy's fingers? think you can take another one?" Patiently he waits for your allowance- and once he heared that needy voice of yours, calling out for him to push another finger in, he snaps,

"Fuck sugar, look at you, such good girl f'me, feel so full don't you?" His lips latch back on to your neck as he pumps into you faster, curling his fingers into you like he's crawling into your body, establishing his ability to make you squirm- make you whimper and lose that pretty head of yours in his sinful lure.

So you do lose yourself- start whining for him to keep hitting that spot- right there daddy- you beg,

"Yeah? My babygirl loves this- loves my fingers making your cunt feel good. All mine, my little pussy, no one can have you like this"

"Right there ohh? Can you say that again sugar?" Thoughtlessly, obediently ylu start repeating, rehearsing the words like you're summoning him- your legs jerk, contract the muscle with a moan so pronounced jungkook could cum all over himself at the pure nuance of it.

"mmhm! s'too much- feels like i- like i'm gonna-" Your eyes roll far into your skull at the lingering of his teeth on your jaw, his tongue that shamelessly licks a strip up to your ear so he can coax you into intoxicating pleasure.

"Like what little girl? Gonna make a mess?"

At that- at the last syllable of his sentence, you release your arousal over the whole long inches of his fingers that are still relentlessly pushing into your hole, plucking out roughly- shoved back in, "Goood girl" he rasps, slapping his soaked fingertips over your overstimulated cunt. You did not know better than to leave gasps into his now bitten, ridiculously broad shoulder, shudder in overstimulation, tug at the roots of his chocolate mullet,

Your bedroom grows quiet, pleasure rings in your ears, wrecks you from the top of your head to your toes, colorful sparks fly behind your eyelids as it keeps going, keeps flooding out of your body like it had never done before.

Your boyfriends entire demeanor changes once his ragged breathing returns to soft hums, his healing hands cover more than half of your back and he just lets you bathe in the aftershocks, "Did so well for daddy, my good girl" The whispers find your hair, his pecks follow, decorating your journey back to a grounded reality with beautiful stars, safety,

As he´s rubbing up and down your back under the fabric of your cami, your skin erupts into familiar goosebumps, only this time, he feels your stiff nipples rub against his own, sweaty chest, the friction makes you hiss involuntairly,

"How do i feel good here ?" The muttered curiosity behind your words makes Jungkook moan audibly- reaches his hands to slide around your torso, your rips flutter in response, "Let me show you"

Your cami shrivles up over the swell of your small chest, cupped snuggly in your white sparkly bra, his hands cover your entire breasts easily, the twinkle in his vision is unmistakable,

lust, utter need

"Gon´ pull these down baby, show your pretty body to me" vision going white, he rushes to wrap his lips around the stiff bud, encircling it with his tongue, "All mine, my tits, my little girl, these belong to me" He takes his time- devours you, flicking the tip of his tongue over and over, you recoil forward, moan helplessly under how good he´s making you feel,

Jungkook returns the favour, moans into your skin that arches closer into his mouth,

"Want me to give you some attention too? Gonna rub it like this baby, roll it in between your fingers" The instructions help to remember what is happening between the chasm of gasps and whimpers, the throbbing between your aching legs returns in unbearable force- rises with every collision of his rough palms rounding your soft skin, he nibbles, sucks, bites gracefully into the sensitive flesh.

"Daddy- daddy stop please" the wet sensation leaves in the blink of an eye, his gaze glistens over with worry- hands immediately running to your comfort, soothing your arms, "M´sorry my love, too much? Wanna stop here?"

You shake your head violently, wanting to sob at the thought of stopping, you´ve never felt need like this, urges like this- borderline possessed as you tug at his waistband, his eyes widen, holding both your wrists in his calloused hand "Woah babygirl, slow down, what is it that daddy´s princess wants?" He asks genuinely, running his lips over your jaw but his cock betrays him, throbs painfully as you whimper for him, mutter for him to show you how to make him feel good too. He didn't want to pretend to be innocent anymore- your boyfriend had been praying to have you like this, why would he deny you if you so desperately wish to pleasure him anyways?

Feverishly, your small hands expose his member, appreciating the hard outline in his calvins before reaching in- finding the warm length that can, in no way, fit even in the grasp of both your fidgety hands,

"It´s so pretty, so big" You praise, staring in awe at the sight in front of you, a pearl of his arousal runs down alongside the vein of his shaft, Jungkook growls, scratching your scalp with his tattooed hand,

"All yours. come on sugar, little kisses, lick it a bit, i´ll be loud for you"

It´s not like it was his choice regardless, not when you lay your tongue flat against his tip, tracing every inch of him. You lick up and down his pulsating cock, look up at him through your feminine, innocently batted eyelashes as if to ask if he feels good- he groans, tightens his hand with each torturous slow lick to him, how could he not feel good?

"Good little girl, taking daddy so well, need you to take it in your mouth now okay? Can you be good and try to swallow daddy´s cock?"

You nod- god you´d do anything he asks, hesistantly, your lips coat his fat tip, opening your throat as he feeds you his girth, hitting the back of your throat in an instant- you try your best to ignore the gag, focus on the wetness of your cunt and his breathless curses.

It´s even more erotic than he had imagined, you do pout; your lips barely fit in his cock, not able to get half of it into the confined space of your jaw- his stomach flips at your hand that wraps around the rest of him- while the other one clenches his inner thigh for support, marks his skin in reminders. The look in your willing eyes, the struggle to take his inches as your own spit escapes your mouth- it´s becoming something he will get addicted to in no time,

"Ssh i know daddy´s big babygirl, but you´re made for me, breathe through your nose, goood job baby" its fuel, fuel to your insatiable greed for him, you follow instinct, bob up and down with the help of his hand on the back of your head, throat contracting around him and shit- Jungkook is sure if your throat is this tight sucking him off, your virgin pussy must feel like heaven too.

"Just like thaaat, yeah sugar, makin´ me feel so fucking good" He continues, thighs flexing with the constricting feeling in his balls, release bubbles up fast, rapidly banging his system- your boyfriend grips you by the jaw, to have you make eye contact with his half lidded brown stars, "Lay down f´me"

Sprawled out, tummy laid open, your hair flows over your tits, eyes watch him stroking his cock in heavy, aggressive movements, rubbing his thumb over the pink swollen tip- he pants, groans so fucking loud you instinctively spread your thighs for him- clenching around nothing- begging silently for him to give you everything.

At the sight of your cunt covered in your own, copious amount of slick and previous orgasm, he´s struck down mercilessly, it rides him over the edge and soon enough, he splurts his milky cum all over your lower stomach, he shakes- calls out for you.

"My little princess, look so beautiful like this, god i fucking love you"

You giggle girlishly- a sound from the deep chambers of your now, perverted heart as he engulfs you in his hold, "Baby you´re-" his mouth finds yours again, not letting you protest but he's soft, grateful "I don´t care, you´re mine, my baby, all mine" Another kiss, another smile, "Thank you, thank you sugar" he mumbles, holding your flushed out cheeks in his big hands, searching for familiar innocents within your face and unsurprisingly so, he still discovers it.

[reality-shitting]

General realizations ab shifting that helped me

The void is not a realm or a place- it is YOU. You ARE the Void. The Void is solely the awareness of being, fully.

You are not ONE being. Think of the consciousness in you as being interconnected with all other infinite versions of you. These interconnections converge into your full consciousness, the true YOU. It's almost Eldritch to think about.

Something I'm just now thinking of, perhaps this means the subconscious is all other versions of you- you're separated and cut off from experiencing the entirety of being, but that entirety is still there, guiding you from behind the scenes.

No matter what the assumption, "I am" is true. I am kind, as my actions and thoughts show, but I'm also cruel and cold-hearted, as may be the perception of another. I think I'm funny, but someone else may think I'm cheesy- therefore, I am both. And this also goes for the personas of myself in other realities. I am everything. Simultaneously, this also means I am Nothing. I simply am.

To add to the points above, I believe this "Eldritch" conglomerate is what we call the Void state, and would explain why every manifestation happens instantly once we reach this state. Think of it like accessing the files in an infinite data base- all you need to do is find the files you're looking for and download them.

As much as people will try to stress things like "you need to let go" or realizing that shifting is easy, you won't truly be able to understand what they're saying until you experience it.

All things exist at once and every inconceivably small action creates a new reality. As small as "this single cell from 7000 years ago died .000000001 seconds prematurely", and smaller.

Shifting IS easy- in the same way that gleeking or stretching is easy. Some people are able to do it on command or go further than others with no training whatsoever. Others may do it accidentally and sporadically. This does not mean the latter are unable to do these things at will, but they simply need a bit of help learning to do it on command.

Question stressing you out? "But what about this plot hole?", "How does XYZ work??", "What will happen back in my OR???"- STOP. No need to stress yourself over that, this by itself I feel cost me years on my journey. Everything will work out. It doesn't matter how, but it will, and it will either even itself out or be in your favor. Don't even think about those things. Relax.

Another one that held me back MASSIVELY. Struggling to visualize your DR? "I know it has THIS SPECIFIC TABLE in this SPECIFIC place and everything has to be perfect"! No. Your visualization does Not need to be perfect. Nor does it have to be "accurate", really. Once you just let your mind wander and let your subconscious make up it's own layout, it'll help you slip in much more easily. I put so much pressure on myself to make sure I was visualizing my specific reality, and it became so much easier when I just trusted myself to build it up from my subconscious instead of "forcing" a look

They say once it's in the 4D (imagination), it's already real. That's why you're encouraged to embody, think, act, feel as your DR self. Like playing pretend as a kid, you'll be so focused on your imagination, you don't even realize you're in your OR. If you don't shift through that alone, it certainly helps make you feel far more connected. This is also why I came up with the Furina method (although I suppose it's debatable if I really "came up" with it)

Methods/Advice are like pants. Some are too itchy, some are too tight, some you like the feel of but there's just some small flaw. When you find what you were missing, what you needed to hear, it'll be a perfect fit.

[warandpeas]

Taking Steps is Easy, Standing Still is Hard

There is something about the act of closing a calendar year, a task as tiny as it's monumental, like washing the last dish after an hours-long dinner party, except the dinner party lasted 365 days and the dishes include everything from wine glasses to sledgehammers.

Every year is its own puzzle-box of peculiar challenges. We've been doing this for 13 years now, which in cartoonist years feels like both a geological epoch and the blink of an eye and in that time we've experienced global crises like the pandemic, recessions and countless “little problems” that weren't so little then but seem almost insignificant now.

One of the ways we cope with time – with its merciless forward motion, with the absurdity of continuing to draw lines on paper and pretend those lines mean something – is by revisiting our best comic strips from the year.

It’s not just self-congratulation (though we’re not above that) it’s something deeper, a way of reminding ourselves that even in the roughest stretches of the year, we managed to create something that made us laugh, or made someone else laugh, or at least made us feel less alone in the dark.

In this respect, 2024 was a real treasure trove. It was fun. No, scratch that: it was VERY fun.

We went to festivals – glorious, chaotic, overstimulating festivals where the air smells like ink and coffee and ambition. Angoulême was a highlight, of course. But there were other adventures, too: a road trip through Belgium that felt like stepping into the panels of a Franco-Belgian comic, and not one but TWO visits to Vienna, which is somehow both the most elegant city in Europe and the one most likely to inspire surrealist doodles after a few cocktails.

And then there’s Patreon. Oh, Patreon! What a strange and beautiful thing it is to be supported by people who care enough about what you do to give money for it. To those people (you know who you are) we owe not just our gratitude but our ability to keep going, to keep drawing, to keep finding the absurd and funny in the everyday.

Thank you feels not enough, but we mean it with a depth that’s hard to articulate in a medium primarily composed of speech bubbles.

And now here we are, staring down the barrel of 2025. We’re looking forward to it – the new strips we’ll create, the new people we’ll meet, the new places we’ll visit (and the old places we’ll revisit, because let’s be honest, Vienna probably hasn’t seen the last of us). There will be challenges, there always are. But if 2024 taught us anything, it’s that even the hardest years can be fun if you’re willing to see the humor in them.

So here’s to 2025. Let’s draw!

PS: Yes, you might have noticed that the Top 3 is all about aliens. We're surprised as well but – as we've compiled a sophisticated score to evaluate your reactions to each strip – this one is clearly on you.

[dreamsteddie]

I think Steddie both have pretty high levels of rizz, just never with each other

Let me explain.

When Steve is flirting with someone he's usually able to strike that balance between embracing himself just enough for them to be endeared and suave enough to compliment them in sweet, charming ways. While he does strike out from time to time, he's mostly able to score the dates he wants.

Eddie is too much of a freak for anyone in Hawkins to take him on, but he can lean into the theatrics and "bad boy" image enough to charm some people against their better judgment, similar to how he flirted with Chrissy. He doesn't usually get the date, and usually isn't even angling for one, but he does get himself out of some potentially sticky situations (as well as create some new ones).

When they start trying to flirt with each other? They both enter their flop eras hard.

Steve becomes clumsy and bumbling in a way he's never experienced before. He's tripping over imaginary runs in the carpet, smacking into door frames, and biting his own tongue whenever Eddie is around. He tries to lean over the counter at work to look up at Eddie when he comes into the store and his elbow lips, leaving him with a busted chin for almost a week.

Eddie, on the other hand, who prides himself on his eloquence suddenly can't get a correct sentence out of his mouth to save his life. He goes to Steve's house with a complete choose-your-own-adventure style script ready to woo Steve, he's prepared for every possibility, but when he gets there he accidentally implies that Steve's sweater is ugly and that Eddie can't do simple addition all in one disaster conversation.

Their lack of ability to flirt with each other delays their inevitable admittance of feelings by at least three months. If not for the heavy intervention of all the party members plus Corroded Coffin, they may still be pining to this day.

[neodazed]

FREAK LIKE ME [nrk]

Riki let’s you tie him up.

pairings: bf!nishimura riki x fem!reader

tags: estabilished realitionship

warnings: explicit sexual content, light bondage, unprotected sex, nipple-play, oral (m), spitting, switch riki (kinda)

wc: 1905

thank you for 400 followers !! masterlist

‘This is kinda lame so far’ Riki muttered under his breath. 

‘I just started!’ You rolled your eyes at his teasing.

The white ropes you brought in the dollar store a day ago tightened around his wrists prettily. A satisfied smile broke out on your lips, pulling your hands back from where they were working behind his back. Now he was laying back on his trapped arms, looking up at you with exaggerated boredom. You took your place in his lap. 

'Remind me why I agreed to this again?' He asked with a sigh. Having you in his lap is natural and amazing, what's not though is the way he has no access to your body.  

‘Because you love me and want to be treated like a pretty little princess?’ You tilted your head to the side with mock sweetness, the kind that would earn you a pinch on the waist or a swat on your thigh. 

Would, if he could move.  

‘Well, one of those things is certainly true’ A quiet hiss left his mouth when you shifted, now fully sitting on his groin. Not hard yet, but definietly intrigued.  

‘I’ll make both true’ One thing he was surely feeling though was amusement. Because frankly, he couldn’t imagine what you planned to happen tonight, but the excitement and slight mischieve in your tone made him give in, and maybe even look forward to your performance a little bit. 

‘That’s so cute of you, babe’  

You sealed his mouth shut with your own, knowing there was no other way to shut him up. Normally, he would already be feeling you up, fingers digging into every part that feels good or hurts. He responds either way, his already bare upper body pushing against yours, firm jaw turning yours into the right direction, tongue invading fast and shameless. Arms wrapped around his neck, warm muscle battling his, you almost got lost in it. Then you remembered what was the original plan, and pulled away. Leaning back, your hands fell off his nape while you took a quick breath. This goddamn boy always kisses like an animal. 

‘Ohh, we’re starting now?’

He grinned like an idiot, doing his best to mock and provoke you. It didn’t bother you, not really — he was already where you wanted him: under you, bare, all for you to touch. So you just nodded, not answering outright, Your body connected with his when you layed down to place kisses on his neck. Little, sloppy butterfly kisses that turned into bites, bites that turned into teasing kitten licks. He hummed, giving you more access to his skin. Then his head began to drop towards your tits half-spilling out of your tank top, his mouth open and ready to devour. Before he could even get a taste, you grabbed his hair, tugging him back from there. A part of him (only his inner voice, of course), was thinking “oh, she’s getting rough, more than I expected”, and the other one was just annoyed. 

‘You can’t just put your tits in my face and then ban them from me!’ He scoffed like he just experienced the biggest betrayal of his life. 

‘I can though. That’s the whole point.’ You let go of his hair, and pushed him back, admiring the marks you’ve created on his skin. He always looked pretty marked up. 

‘Cruelty?’ — He huffed, then complained some more, just out of spite — ‘What’s with all that tugging, anyway? That’s your idea of topping?’ Voice full of bicker and coyness. God he is annoying. 

‘I’m just doing what you usually do? And I literally just started!’ He couldn’t argue with the first half of your sentence, so he settled on letting you do your thing for a while.  

The thing is, you have always been curious about how sensitive he is. 

His chest, particularly. 

Seemed like this was the right time to find out.  

Riki smirked when your cold hands made contact with his chest, caressing him from his abs to his collarbones. He was about to make a jab at the softness of your touch, when your fingers eventually found his nipples. His smile didn’t dissappear entirely, just faltered, lost some of its arrogance.  

‘That’s kind of kinky’ He managed to let out.

You ignored him this time on purpose. You circled the edge of your cold thumb around his nubs, but he only let out a sound that could translate to him possibly enjoying himself, when you started to rub on it. 

‘Is it? They hardened pretty quick though’ Was the answer to his previous statement. By the way your ass pressed against his clothed dick, he wasn’t sure which you were referring to.  

‘Yeah, cause the temperature of your hand is in minus’ He said in defense, which was somewhat valid, like half of the actual truth.

Because as it turns out, they are, in fact, sensitive. You only chuckled at that. Your thumbs were stroking, pressing, flicking  at them. Your hair was in the way, so you threw it behind your shoulders before you leaned down and gave his nipple an experimental stripe with your tongue. Riki’s body trembled underneath you, letting out a muffled...whine? Moan? Whimper? You’re not sure and it’s not like he’s ever gonna admit it. Your lips suckled on the hard nub, the other one still being taken care of by your fingers. 

‘I have something more suitable to suck on, you know...’

His body tensed up saying these words. If you didn’t know him better, you’d have thought he’s getting uncomfortable, but no. That was to brace himself, to keep his reactions in control. Even if it wasn’t said so, a silent understanding of challenge was looming between your bodies, and he’d be damned if he lost. 

To get back on him (and honestly just out of curiosity), your teeth grazed against the delicate skin. Riki yelped, wishing his hands were free, free to reach out and put you in your place already. 

But not yet. Not now. 

‘Suitable for me, or for you?’ You asked, but your fingers were already working his sweats down.  

‘Both of us’ A grin formed on his lips. He was cocky, yes. And also right.  

Once you pulled all the fabric down, You were met with his proudly standing dick, now obviously worked up. You smeared some of his precum on his head, and watched it drip down onto his enormous length. At first, his size made you nervous, shaking just by facing it. Now, you’re shaking for it. Your hole, to be specific. He was way too aware of that fact, that he can just throw you around however he sees it fit and you’d love it. Maybe that’s partly the reason you wanted to try how it would be to do things on your own pace, just whatever you wanted to try.  

And the best part? Riki had enough security in himself that he let you.  

Well, on the most parts. 

Usually, Riki is undeniably fond of sloppy blowjobs. Like, the ones that get sloppy from how hard he is shoving himself down your throat, to the point your saliva is leaking out from both sides. You are content with that, God so much, but you also had the desire to cherish it more, taste more, feel more. You and your oral-fixation needed both kind, to be honest.  

Back to present activities, you took the shiny mushroom shape inside your lips, humming at the taste invading your senses. He sighed, tilting his head back. Your plump lips were so soft around him, and the way your tongue fickled out so sweetly... 

‘Fuck, Princess. You know I  hate that...’ He grumbled, his arms fidgeting but not actually trying to “escape”.  

‘But I’m just tasting you...’ You pulled off just enough to mumble this out, before going down again, lower this time. The hand-restrain didn’t stop his hips from bucking up into your mouth. 

‘I’ll give you a taste, don’t worry-’  

You pulled off with a clear “pop” sound following.  

‘Seriously...you’re so annoying’ A stupid pout formed on your face without intent. 

‘Aww, baby, I’m sorry. How about you untie my hands and I’ll do the work for you, pretty?’ The offer honestly sounded tempting, but you weren’t done yet. 

You shook a small “no” with your head, putting your hands on his shoulders to sit back. He leaned in, all eager to feast of your lips again, but you atopped him with a finger. 

‘No more kissing.’ 

‘No kissing? Just hardcore BDSM?’ He asked back with deep “understanding”, and it took all your will not to burst out laughing at his sarcastic expression. So you nodded, and shimmied down your underwear, which was already dripping from your arousal.

There was no need for any lubricant if we want to be honest. 

But for you and him, sex was never complete without some sort of spit. 

You held out your palm to him. 

‘Spit.’

His face waa very confused, but he’s not one to deny thar. A drop of clear, sticky liquid coated your fingers. 

The curiosity in his eyes only lasted until you put your wet fingers between your legs, and started to draw circles around your entrance. 

‘Alright, all fun and shit, but that’s my job.’ Now he was starting to get really restless, cause why on earth would you need to that on your own while he’s right there?! 

‘I’m just prepping myself so I can take you’

A kiss on his neck, trying to stay “in character” A gasp you might have overdone a little left your lips. You were excited, but your fingers could never reach the depths Riki’s did. Watching him get frustrated was fun enough to keep it up though. 

‘Exactly, my job. Masturbation between us should only happen mutually, you know. When my dick isn’t abandoned’ He kept talking.  

You had two fingers inside of your hole at this point, another rubbing your clitoris. None of this was to actually prepare you — two tiny fingers for that cock? Yeah neither of you were dumb enough to believe that. The purpose was to help to piss him off more. The eventual stretch as a consequence? Might be the best part.  

‘Just sit on my face then’ Riki tried again.

Dick hard and leaking, every vein looking their best, head colored read from how long he has been holding back. His muscles were tense, his face needy. Needy Riki. Yes, this sight was for sure worth it. 

‘That sounded pretty “subby”

Slick connected your cunt and hand when you stopped working yourself open. And finally, he didn’t have the strength or will to bicker back, to tease. He let out a deep sight, and leaned his head back on the pillows, seemingly accepting the situation. 

When you sinked down on his dick, he still managed to stay still, and just dedicated his every sense to the way you used his body for relief. 

Your thighs started to faintly burn after sitting up and down about eight times. 

‘Please, can you-’  

And then his wrists were immediatelly freed from the white ropes, after he ripped it into two piece with a swift, fast movement of his arms. 

Your face met the bed, hard, and he pounded into you, hard. 

Maybe the tie wasn’t restricting him as much as you thought so. 

[wolfhoundwitch]

Introduction to Shielding

If you haven’t already, check out my lessons on visualisation for the basic knowledge you’ll need to begin practicing shielding.

So what is shielding?

Shielding is a manipulation of energy, used to create a barrier between yourself and unwanted, usually negative or malicious energies. It’s a basic aspect of spellwork that everyone, beginner or experienced, should use to keep themselves safe.

What can I use shielding for?

Some beginner-level uses for shielding are drawing a circle, or casting a spell. A more experienced individual might use shielding in astral travel or spirit work, where there are a lot more malicious energies involved. Personally, I use shielding as often as possible, for instance when I do tarot readings, spells, spirit work, shadow work, and especially cursing. It gives that extra guarantee that you won't flood your personal space with unwanted energies.

Other uses include shielding against real-life dangers, to a certain degree. I often shield when I am walking through town at night for extra protection. But please remember to take other measures too! Call someone, pretend to be on the phone, plan your route, and even carry pepper spray if it's legal where you are.

An easy shielding method:

The easiest way to explain this is to think of your energy as a physical manifestation. Think how power attacks are shown in anime or cartoons - a streak of colour or light, or an element. Make it personable to you: fire signs (Leo/Aries/Sagittarius) might visualise fire, or a red energy or light etc.

Firstly, some people prefer to cleanse before shielding. I don't think its all that necessary but the choice is yours.

Begin by easing yourself into meditation. Get comfortable, and use whichever technique works for you. I have various methods for this in my visualisation lessons if you are struggling.

Attempt to visualise the energies surrounding you in your mind. It might be a swirling colour of light, almost like a cloud of dust. It could be flames, it could be water. Maybe try to see it held within your hand.

Now, attempt to shape this energy around your entire body. You might want to start with a bubble or a cube surrounding you. Feel this shape surrounding and protecting you. Visualise negative and unwanted energies being held back by it.

You can also layer shields, so if you are working with a particularly malicious energy you might want to have multiple shapes surrounding you, all within each other. You can also work with deities or spirits to ask them to shield you too.

Shielding Incantation

When I am shielding, I recite a spell as well as using visualisation techniques.

The shield of protection, I carry it strong, No ill wishes or trouble shall come along, You cannot harm me, or weaken my soul, My light is my weapon, and peace is my goal.

Try it out for yourself and let me know in the comments how it went! Thank you as always for reading. Please message for requests.

[p1utofairy]

CARDS — 2 of cups, 3 of cups, page of cups, 6 of pentacles rx, the devil + knight of swords.

pile one you are a VERY giving person, soooo giving to the point that you can almost get lost in it. people take advantage of your kindness and generosity and use it as a way to control/manipulate you. i feel like your love holds no bounds (whether it be a romantic relationship or your friends) you treat the connection like it's divine. you treat connections with so much care, compassion, love and warmth. you pour so much of yourself into connections with your family, friends, etc. because you really value people in general. on the flip side, that’s also simultaneously draining you because people know the lengths you’re willing to go to keep them happy, to keep the connection going and to essentially keep the ball rolling in their court. not everyone has your best interest at heart — not everyone has the best intentions when it comes to your heart. i feel like people (especially lovers) try to hang things over your head by guilt tripping and/or gaslighting and love-bombing you; to keep you coming back & keep you on a chain. i don't think you get too caught up in the material aspect of things and what someone can necessarily do for you on a materialistic level, but more so you see things from a genuine + pure perspective in love. you give it so effortlessly — your cup overflows and you share that with other people. however, some of the people that you keep around you operate from a more materialistic/money-driven mindset so they don’t value the actual connection as much as you do. for them it boils down to what you do for them, what you can do for them and what YOUR energy attracts that makes them want to stay in your orbit.

i also picked up that these people put you in an energy of pursuit/chase so that you’re taken out of your natural energetic frequency. that page of cups energy: you're a very sensitive soul. you’re innocent at heart. you’re someone that emits pure love from the heart. people try to make you feel like you need to chase them – they make you feel like you need to do things to gain their love, trust and their attention when you actually don’t need to do that at all. this causes you mental distress, anxiety, doubt, confusion and pressures you to make hasty decisions and jump into situations that are ultimately not good for you and do not benefit you. your spirit guides want you to know that it’s okay to operate from that page of cups energy, and not feel guilt or shame for that! some of you that picked this pile might not have experienced a romantic commitment yet and/or haven’t experienced what you’re experiencing right now in terms of this constant flow of attention, friendships, romantic suitors, etc. it’s becoming a consistent flow in your life — a major theme. so it makes sense that this might feel new and foreign to you. however, your spirit guides want you to understand that it’s okay to not have all the answers and not know what you’re doing. 111 on the clock. it’s okay to lead with your heart. you are divinely protected, pile one. you DO NOT have to feel like you need to do anything for anyone’s approval or do things to keep anyone’s presence in your life, because if they want to be there for you, they will be for there for you — without a catch or without making you feel like you need to chase them. without dangling shining things in front of your face to make you come to them. people try to prey upon your innocence, but you’re so enriched in your own orbit that you’re protected in more ways than you even realize. you’re a dreamer at heart. very child-like, spiritual, psychic, an admirer of all things.

you see the beauty in the mundane and the extraordinary alike. this is why you create such rich, valuable and expansive experiences and connections. however, it also does boil down to being able to decipher which energies are operating on that same higher frequency as you are and that are contributing to your enlightenment and your growth vs the ones that try to drag you down and pull you into something you ultimately don’t want for yourself. it's about taking the time out to truly evaluate and reevaluate what exactly it is that YOU WANT in connection, and not letting fear or anxiety waver you. you don’t need to get too caught up in the games people try to play with you. continue operating on that frequency of communicating what it is that you desire like “hey i want this for myself/my soul” engage with more of the things that bring you joy and happiness. you don’t have to count yourself out or doubt the decisions and moves that you’re currently making. do not keep yourself in that state of mind where you feel like you need to make yourself small, be quiet or feel as though you don’t have the power/the energy/the presence to communicate what exactly it is that you want.

take the time out to keep your nervous system calm and really look at situations from a calm and centered standpoint, instead of the erratic whirlwind energy that people try to put you in. some people try to put you in a state of confusion and make you doubt what it is that you desire to keep a sense of control over you. ultimately, it just circles right back to the main point of coming back to yourself and being your own judge at the end of the day, because you have so much expansion coming into your life that you have to be able to decipher and sift through what it is that you truly want – because the abundance that awaits you is very jupiter-esque. it’s a lot and you could get lost in it if you’re not paying attention so don’t get lost in it, pile one. come down into yourself – come into self. put yourself in a peaceful environment if you have to…meditate, take a walk, etc. do whatever it is you need to do to ground you in your own inner stillness/inner guide so that you can really listen to what God and your spirit guides are trying to show and tell you in terms of the people and energies that you’re interacting with. the signs are there and you know it, but you try to overthink the answer that you already know is the TRUTH.

you might have prominent 7h/libra placements. i’m getting libra sun/jupiter/venus vibes. your spirit guides don’t want you to get caught up in that state of confusion that other people try to put you in – especially with the sag/jupiter energy that is either currently or about to enter your life. things could be happening very fast and you could be meeting and forming connections with people very quickly + traveling soon. you’re definitely meant to meet the right kind of people – you’re meant to connect with people on a higher level. however, this message keeps coming out loud and clear that you have to be very mindful of who you connect with and who you could potentially reconnect with. everything that glitters isn’t gold and just keep in mind that even when something might look very appealing or like it would make sense, doesn’t mean that it’s for you. you are going to find a genuine romantic partner that does check off a lot of your boxes – and it will make sense with them and it will look right but in the path towards that person it’s also about recognizing the difference of what is good for you on a soul level vs what others may perceive to be right for you from an external/societal standpoint if that makes sense? i.e. it could be the hottest person that presents themselves to you and you’re like ooooooo i want that and then you engage with them and you’re like oof wait…i actually don’t want that at all lol. you need to do some throat chakra remedies! EXPRESS, pile one.

you need to make it clear what you do and don’t want, because i feel like it gets lost in translation especially with the romantic partners you attract. these people can’t read your mind. they’re not connected to you on that HIGHER frequency - so that tells you right there that it may not be for you because they’re not in tune with where exactly you’re at in your spiritual journey, but you also have to be the one to explicitly say “hey this actually isn’t working for me…this is what i want” while also telling yourself that you don’t have to settle for this when you could have something better. if you don’t speak your truth to not only yourself but the ones you’re attracting, it’s going to put you in a state of regret. feeling like like you should’ve said this or you should’ve done that — to clear that fog of confusion you have to speak your truth. say exactly what it is that you want and not settle for people/situations that you feel are familiar. just because you’re familiar with someone or something doesn’t mean that it’s right/good for you. ultimately you know what the truth is, you know where you’re going and you know what suits you. don’t get too caught up in the blunder and mental chaos that not only other people but YOURSELF tries to inflict upon your psyche. CLEAR, CANCEL AND RELEASE the confusion from out of your life.

ADDITIONAL MESSAGES —

higher by tems, marilyn monroe, self sabotage, swati, love without tragedy by rihanna, burning blue by mariah the scientist, dhanistha, spread thin by mariah the scientist. you have a pattern of people pleasing tendencies when it comes to the connections around you (friends/family/lovers).

CARDS — 8 of pentacles, the hierophant, 4 of wands, 8 of swords, 4 of swords, the tower rx, 10 of cups, temperance.

pile two you need to stop over-compensating because you're more than qualified to genuinely be loved. time and time again you try to show up and try to morph into someone that's more digestible for people. it's almost like you downplay yourself in a sense. this also bleeds into the love you have for your craft/passions — it's very specific. you're beyond talented at what you do and you love the grind. you prefer quality over quantity. you don't need to have a lot of romantic connections or connections in general to feel fulfilled — in your opinion. at the end of the day, your guides want you to understand that everyone needs somebody when it's all said and done. not solely in a romantic relationship sense, more so that everyone needs someone to turn to and lean on in certain instances. your soul has felt so conditioned to keep powering through alone. you feel like you don't need people and that essentially you can do it all on you're own...there's some sort of hyper-independence here.

this is not to say that you can't do it on your own, but your spirit guides want you to understand that you can also ask for help. you can ask your spirit guides for help, you can ask the divine for help and you can ask for more. free of charge. you don't have to settle for less or water yourself down because you have the knowledge, power, connections and resources at your will more than you think you do to qualify for what it is that you want; the love that you want. to connect with the people and opportunities and the spaces that you want to be in. you have the power to access all of it, but you have to stop overcompensating and dimming yourself in a way that's ultimately working against you. you are a very hard-worker! to the point that it almost isolates you and deprives you from real love. it's like you feel trapped. i'm not certain if you know how to express your emotions fluently or if you know to express love in a "traditional" way. you might have an earth (capricorn, virgo, taurus) venus or prominent 6H placements. prominent gemini placement as well.

there's this strong energy of over-thinking, but in the mental chaos there's a method to your madness. love might not be conveyed in the ways that most people (especially romantic partners) would like because the way you give love might be unconventional or foreign to them. their needs vs yours. you have a very specific way that you want to be loved and i don't think you've fully experienced/felt it yet. you do know how to show up for people in the ways that they want, but it's just in a different way. if that makes sense? you might've felt like you've constantly hit a wall because of that...because essentially your watering down your own needs in the process of that. you're not truly being who you are in these romantic connections you attract, and that's why you're hitting a wall there.

you're not honoring who you are at the core because you're trying to play this traditional role, but you're really not that person. you're very unique. very one of one. it's hard for me to explain it, but you know what i'm talking about. you're very custom-made and not everybody can receive you because you're good by yourself and not a lot of people can stand on their own; but you can. i feel like that's where the fear and confusion comes in because because you start to feel isolated, lonely, misunderstood, outcasted and essentially pressured to be someone that you're not. people get it misconstrued with you. you might look one way but behind the physical appearance is something else. i'm being drawn to rohini (taurus) nakshatra. some of you might have a more conservative/traditional look to you where people put you in a box and think you're the ultimate marriage material/arm candy/trophy wife but whole time you're like um fuck being a trad!wife or "traditional" partner who stays home all day. you don't want that for yourself, you want to be an entrepreneur and build your own business and pave your own way. ardra (gemini) nakshatra energy. mad scientist vibes. you don't want anyone to take credit for the legacy and success you are cultivating for yourself because YOU made this happen from the ground up.

again, this is where you internally waver because you're not being seen for who you truly are and that's why the relationships you've been in didn't work out because you're resisting and they're resisting change. which is you...you're the change. you're not what they expected and that throws them off. even when you try to force it, its like you can't delay the inevitable. you can't avoid it because your true self is going to come out regardless — your soul is going to shine through no matter what. your guides want you to know that you will get to that place of finding someone that emotionally pours into you. someone that is not caught up in the physical/lust aspect when it comes to you. you don't fit into a box. your person/this love is going to feel so fulfilling on so many levels; i can't even fully put it into words. you might move somewhere else and/or move with this person but you need this. your soul needs this. it's like rejuvenation to your soul. you could marry this person and/or even have a family (if you want that) with them. ultimately this is what your soul needs because this is what it's felt deprived of. you've had your walls up subconsciously because you're not being who you authentically are in the relationships that you find yourself in.

you have very deep childhood wounds that stems from your family. that pressure of being someone that you're not was put upon you by your family. you could experience a lot of envy from family members for being who you are (some of you that picked this pile might be LGBTQ+) and for being the unique soul that you are. for being so good at what you do effortlessly. people perceive you in this way, but they don't even realize how hard you've worked to get to this point or how much you've put into being who it is that you are. sustaining what it is that you've created for yourself. their projections have made you feel insecure and very unsure of yourself and that's just an optical illusions to break you down. certain triggers from the external world are tactics to try to "humble" you and put you in an energy of doubt and lack so that you're not operating from your highest frequency/your soul. it's done to take you out of your essence and this is very...heavy. this is done in ways you haven't even fully recognized yet, but you're slowly starting to realize.

whoever you are — you can be your quirky self. you can be your silly self. you can be your imaginative self. you can be profound. you can be emotional. show that side of you because someone is going to come into your life and see you for who you truly are and love every imperfection and aspect of your soul. they're not going to fall in love with the facade that you've created in your mind, no. the image that you put on for the public does not resonate with them. your true authentic self is what they will fall in love with first. you or this person may have a pisces moon. yin and yang energy. this person is going to pour into you in ways you never knew you needed to be nourished in. you're learning how to not take on the burdens that people try to mentally inflict upon you. you don't have to accept that. you can be who you are at the core and still attract the things that you want.

ADDITIONAL MESSAGES —

check pile 1 if you also felt drawn to it, vibes don’t lie by leon thomas, get well soon by ariana grande, prominent gemini placements, hasta, teyana taylor vibe, art by tyla, jyeshtha, while we’re young by jhené aiko, heart chakra remedies, pretty little birds by sza ft. isaiah rashad, chart ruler in jupiter or in pisces sign.

CARDS — the sun, 10 of swords, the hermit, page of cups, page of wands, 8 of cups.

you carry such a bright light inside of you, pile 3. a sun-like aura surrounds you to the point people can't ignore it even if they tried. people can't help but be drawn to you. these people are almost vampiric in a sense that they need your warmth, vitality and presence in their life. they feel the difference in the room when you're there vs when you're not. you make a huge impact on peoples lives. i feel like people (especially romantic partners) try to take advantage of that —they can see and feel that you operate on this high frequency. it's like a drug to them. people around you try to take you out of that frequency/siphon your energy for themselves and try to use it against you because they know that you are a kind + radiant soul. no act, no gimmicks. these people try to backstab, betray and make an enemy out of you from a place of jealousy. you have the power to see through the veil and this evokes a lot of negative reactions/emotions from people.

it might wholeheartedly astonish you, but this seriously causes people to operate on a lower vibration to try to knock you off your "high horse" is what i'm picking up. they try to exhaust you, break you down and bring you down to their level but you refuse. even if in the moment you do feel hurt, angry, embarrassed or disrespected, you still come back to yourself. do not allow others to think that have the power to take your out of your body — out of your natural essence. you need to acknowledge when too much is too much. you have to learn how to not over-give and how to keep some things to yourself and for yourself, because you operate on such a sun-like frequency that nothing phases you. or at least that's how people perceive you, which then makes them feel like they need to knock you down a peg to make you feel something. sometimes this might work — sometimes people might take you to that place of feeling like "damn...okay" and make you retreat inwards and dim your light.

however, i feel like you have a sanctuary within your own soul. even when people trigger you like that, you still look at it from an optimistic perspective like "how can i grow from this? how can i transmute this energy?" it's interesting because you don't even really make it so much about the person. you still give them grace/the benefit of the doubt. instead, you turn to yourself to make sure that you're not falling into that trap of negativity that they want you to get caught up in. you might feel bothered by it momentarily — but you're very solution based in a way that honors your feelings and then you pivot. you're very reflective and introspective. you may have prominent 1H/aries/mars placements in your chart. even in the face of adversity, you're always resilient.

you have a very youthful energy that triggers a lot of people. you understand that a lot of people do not have the luxury of walking around on cloud 9 and looking at life from an optimistic point of view. a lot of people in the external world operate from a lower vibration, and you don't so when it comes to love you have to be able to wield your own power and not put it in the hands of someone else. there's nothing wrong with instilling boundaries and letting people know that they cannot just trample upon your emotional boundaries. you have to communicate what exactly it is that you feel instead of being passive or avoidant. you might be very good at ghosting or abruptly walking away, you'd rather do that than face the emotional aspect of it head on. i know that it's easier to retreat inward and deal with it internally (it's good that you can even do this because many don't) but if you don't say things out loud people (especially romantically) will try to overstep and not respect you or your emotions.

if something doesn't sit right with you — say it. everyone has a limit. you need to allow yourself to tell people what doesn't align with you. you like to deal with things in your own way which is fine, but it doesn't always leave things settled. once you say what you mean and mean what you say then — BOOM — it's settled you can walk away peacefully. however, when you don't fully close those cycles out, then you're going to go through a loop of repetition. like "why do people keep doing this to me?" or "why do people keep saying this to me?" — that's because you're basically allowing that. the ball is in your court, pile 3. what you say...goes. your guides want you to know that you have the power to do this. you don't have to be passive aggressive, complacent or feel remorseful. life is coming from you, not at you. so you need to get more in touch with your emotions and start conveying them in a way that makes people realize that they can't play with you like that. you might be young or just getting into adulthood or you may just have child-like personality, that makes people not want to respect you or your boundaries but that's why you have to stop being so passive about it and advocate for yourself. you might not have fully experienced a romantic commitment yet, you may have had more fleeting crushes/flings, but in speaking your truth/your emotions you will start to see a change in who it is that you attract.

you take a very unbothered approach to conflict. you don't allow others to fully see how you truly feel. you're known to be a very happy and sweet person, to the point that people don't see you as a threat; which makes them think they can play with you. instead of rocking the boat you see the best in people even when you need to see the situation for what it truly is and subconsciously you're making a blockage for yourself. you don't fully trust people, so it's like you don't want them to think that you're vulnerable enough to give them the reaction that they want — that's what is hindering you. honestly, fuck other people's opinions but this isn't about that. this is about you being an inspiration to yourself. it's about you respecting yourself enough to speak your truth unapologetically. don't spare other people at the expanse of yourself. taurus/2H vibes. you have a very sexy, cool, calm energy about you that helps you finagle situations to your advantage. you might have a very active root/sacral chakra. don't be so passive. refine how you communicate your needs and boundaries. with that taurus energy, people might think they can be sexually crude towards you because of how you look.

i feel like you have some new romance coming in though - you could meet this person while you're traveling/at a museum/exhibit of some sort. somewhere with nice scenery. this is going to be a wish fulfillment. something that you've always wanted to do/experience on a romantic level. it's like a rom-com scene in a movie when you meet them. like you're unlocking a new storyline/chapter lol. you're moving towards this very soon, pile 3.

ADDITIONAL MESSAGES —

belong to you remix by sabrina claudio ft. 6lack, krittika, NYC, historical site.