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o-mellowy · 3 months

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The Chariot - Peace Through Tyranny Zine @allsparkzines

In depth overview of the card n stuffs below:

✨ DESCRIPTION ✨

The card depicts a figure (in this case Megatron) standing as the chariot, where (in replacement of Sphinxes in the original card) two figures stand on either side. One represents positives or the past (Optimus) and the other represents the negatives or the future (Starscream). They pull in opposite directions, but the Chariot must steer in the direction that he wants and avoid the temptations of the two Sphinxes. Note that the rope is not connected, and shows that he's able to manifest his future with his hands and mind, and not held taught by the pulling of both past/present. He stands tall and sure of himself with the abstract city scape behind him, as he sets forth on a new course.

✨UPRIGHT✨

The "card" in its upright position represents willpower, strength, determination, & assertion.

✨REVERSED✨

The "card" in its reversed position represents lack of control, aggression, & hesitation.

thank u biddytarot.com for helping with this ^

I added plenty of little details please psychoanalyze everything I would love to see someone notice them hehehe

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enhypen-scholarship · 5 months

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NO CHANCE OF SAYING I LOVE YOU.

ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ

tw: death?? angst!

a/n: holy fuuuckkk i finally decided to post stuff ahahahahahahah after many months!!! raaaaaaa no more kpop era😓😓 also i decided to change the way i write, no more you's and stuff ill be putting i's now because i think ive gotten more used to it :)))

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My body trembled like crazy, the soft yet harsh ragged breath of mine cutting off shortly. I tried to suppress a groan as my injured body shook with each ragged breath I drew.

I was weak and exhausted, and the pain from my wounds made it difficult to think clearly. I managed to meet Choso's eyes and noticed they were filled with worry.

He was trying his best to remain calm as he worked to tend to my injuries. My survival depended on his efforts. Choso's lips curled in an attempt at a reassuring smile. "It'll be all right," he said, voice full of reassurance.

"Get outta here, Chos." I muffled my pained groan. "More cursed spirits are comin' and you can't beat them as you heal me."

Choso flinched at your words, eyes darkening as a look of concern crossed his features. He hated the thought of leaving you behind, but he knew that you were right.

Choso bit his lip, hesitant to leave you. He could sense more of the cursed spirits approaching. "Just hang on a little bit longer," he said, voice full of unease. "A minute will make a huge difference."

I furrow my brows before holding his wrist for further efforts in healing my wound. "Get the hell outta here. I can... I can deal with them while you get your ass out of the danger, yeah?"

Choso's brows furrowed as he felt your grip tighten around his wrist. He understood the reasoning behind your request, but he still hated the thought of abandoning you.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Choso spoke softly. "I have to patch up these wounds first," he said. "Otherwise, I can't buy you enough time."

The sound of approaching cursed spirits began growing closer, and Choso's expression was wrought with anxiety. He couldn't dawdle much longer.

"Choso!" I shouted his name. "There's no point."

Choso's head snapped toward you at the sound of your voice, eyes widening as he seemed to realize the severity of the situation. He wanted to argue, but he knew that it wasn't worth wasting time on fruitless objections.

Choso's eyes were wide with tension and fear. He took a deep breath and tried to remain calm, but the cursed spirits were close now. There was no time.

"Just hold your breath for a moment," Choso said, voice full of urgency. "When you exhale, inhale as deeply as you can."

"Please, just get out of here. C'mon Choso, don't make it more difficult as it is." Cold sweat drips down my forehead, my state obviously not curable anymore.

Choso's jaw clenched tightly, voice shaking with urgency. He knew that he had to leave, but he hated the thought of you facing your fate without him.

Choso's eyebrows furrowed in thought, as if he was searching for any possible way to save you. But he was out of options. As his mind raced, the sound of the approaching cursed spirits began growing louder.

Choso's expression was wracked with emotion and guilt as he prepared to let go. "I'm so, so sorry," he said.

"Mhm.." I hum, standing up with all my might. "I can still buy you some time, you gotta run as fast as you can when I tell you to, yeah?"

Choso nodded frantically, his eyes wide with concern as he saw you attempt to stand up. Even for you, it must have been extremely painful and exhausting, but you were still determined to protect him.

Choso couldn't hide his fear, as waves of guilt washed over him. He wanted to protest, to beg you to let him help, but he knew it was hopeless. As the sound of the cursed spirits drew ever closer, Choso steeled himself and waited for your instruction.

"One.." I softly counted but enough for you to hear. "Two..."

"Three..." I look at the cursed spirit before gently nudging your arm. "Go."

Choso's heart pounded in his chest as you counted down. He nodded frantically, eyes widening as he prepared to run once you nudged him.

You nudged his arm, and his body went into full panic mode. Choso turned and sprinted away as quickly as his legs could carry him. His face was full of guilt and self-doubt as he tried to put as much distance between himself and the danger.

Behind him, you faced the approaching cursed spirits alone, the sound of Choso's footsteps growing distant.

With my leftover energy I gave it my all making sure there were no cursed spirits running after you, relieved over the fact that none did it.

Take care of yourself for me, Chos. I silently pleaded for any gods above to lead him safely before accepting my fate.

Choso continued running as fast as he could, panic in his chest as the sound of your cries slowly faded away.

Then, in a moment of clarity, Choso realized what you had done. Choso slowed to a stop as he caught his breath and turned to look back.

He couldn't see you anymore, but he knew that it was too late. Your words echoed in his mind, a desperate plea to protect you before your final moments.

Tears began to fall down Choso's cheeks, as he remembered how hard you had fought for him.

Was it too selfish for him to ask of you one simple thing? To live?

Was it too selfish for him to think that you'd come back from the dead to comfort him? To comfort your Choso who's weeping, mourning, grieving for your death? For the very person who he only believed in love. The very person who showed him unbelievable things that nobody can.

Was it... was it so much to ask of you, to at least, give one last shot of might to stay alive, for him? For Kamo Choso who only continued to live and breath for you and you only?

There was so much guilt overwhelming him all at once. He failed you. He failed you.

He failed you.

That was all the reason to know that he never, ever. Ever deserves to love someone again.

He's scared. Who is he supposed to hold hands with? Who is he supposed to kiss goodnight?

Or was this just.... a nightmare..?

#choso kamo #choso x reader angst #jjk x reader #jjk angst #jujutsu kaisen

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