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iren-n-ire · 1 year

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Astrology Observation 8

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Shoutout to @oldsoulinanewera for today's super long blog. Now my hands & arms are tired🤣 typing this. Thank you for your question♥

Venus in the 8th house... I'll be speaking my experience as someone who have this.

💔 I love secrets and I can keep it to myself even if they don't believe I can (ya know that so called trust issues type people who said that are you sure that you're keeping it hidden?)

💔 If you want a living yandere, this definitely it lol (if they let themselves be consumed by it.)

💔 Venus is related to beauty so as you can see my tumblr aesthetic screams Scorpios' home: the 8th house

💔 My closet is highly composed of black fashion then white and red comes next

💔 They both love to be a top and bottom (if you know what I mean😎)

💔 Admirers maybe hidden, good at hiding their feelings, they may also keep their feelings to themselves or a few people, no more like one person lol because the more people you share it, it's no longer a secret ya know and the same goes to the natives.

Idk but my present crush right now, why do I feel they have feelings for me lol so I just say to myself I'm delusional (I already confessed). Maybe they have a little? Whatever let's go back on to the the topic lol

💔 You're the obsession of everyone, magnetic as everyone says

💔 You didn't expect some people or THAT person have feelings for you

💔 If you don't want to read this anymore because its long lol in short: their ideal or type obviously screams the characteristics of a Scorpio, 8th house which goes to our next bullet;

💔 Love life of these natives are: enemies to lovers, lovers to enemies, revengers to lovers, partners in crime, ride or die, crazy in love

They're ideal love story maybe screams this too

💔 You want mind games in your love life? Go with these natives lol (Remember that Libra is paired with Venus and Libra is an Air sign)

💔 If they're not yandere, they'll be tsundere🤣

💔 Maybe too indepent or dependent to their lover and it's a never ending switch of it

💔 They are intimidating physically speaking; the way they deliver their message is strong verbally, it always have an impact on others

💔 You want someone clingy, possessive, will let you live in their mind and body rent free? Go with these natives

💔 They are worth the wait, trust me especially if their Venus is conjuct with Saturn

💔 Extras: Venus conjuct with Saturn has always these part two or season 2 in their lovers or crushes. If you don't get it then here's an example:

Let's say you moved on from your crush in September then you let the feelings come back again the next year in October after the two months of simping to them, you moved on fully.

💔 As stated on the example above, you may have these tendencies because you're missing the adrenaline rush

💔 Have rebound tendencies?

💔 Fifty Shades... they might be into these kinds of ya know...

💔 The simp of emotionally unavailable people, why? 8th house have themes similar to Lilith and Chiron so if they're crushes or type have this, it's like they want to be the one who'll let them be vulnerable or fall for someone again. Again, 8th is transformation.

💔 These natives have THAT sex appeal, people maybe lowkey sexualizing them

💔 The Venusian type who plays hard to get and loves to play the chaser as well😆

💔 Love Game? Count me in! (depends on the native if it includes seggs)

💔 Shameless sometimes and doesn't give a fudge because what happened happened and it is what it is

💔 Eye magnet of the humanity because they scream intimidating bish energy so it's annoying when you always need to make the first move.

💔 Love is a distraction or destruction to them

💔 People have high expectations and huge respect to them.

💔 Ghosters as well when they feel like they want change, when life is falling apart for them they do this too (though everyday is a never ending transformation to them)

💔 The topic of the gossip when they're not around

💔 People are curious what's going on inside their head in public because they cold blooded looking and seems detached

One time, my Capricorn sun friend told me I look tired💀

💔 Suppression of emotions tendencies

💔 Their favorites (anime, manga, manhua, manhwa, movies etc.) always have that 8th house & scorpio things

💔 Mama I'm in love with a criminal

💔 Can be the villain in any story especially ROMANCE lol, the ones who is just an option

💔 The one that got away

💔 Has an extreme, strong, and colossal that no titan (Attack on Titan) nor wander (Shadow of the Colossus) can climb or break. As other tumblrians in the astro community said, they have so many tests like a teacher💀 for you to be qualified in their verified circle of their hearts.

💔 Danger sounds fun to me

💔 Connecting their music taste here (since Venus is the planet of love), they love rnb, slowed & reverbed versions, rock

💔 Songs about toxic love & seggs is also their faves (rebel songs as well)

💔 One of the most loyal Venusians in my opinion

💔 When moving on, they're always be like: its time to be the Killer Queen/King, definitely the definition of Taylor Swift's Reputation

Btw, that is my no.1 fav album of hers 😎

💔 When it comes to the artist, Lana Del Ray, The Weekend, Chase Atlantic, Mother Mother, The Neighborhood, Arctic Monkeys etc.

💔 Spouse maybe their sugar daddy (can be literally) or they will be financially stable if not rich

💔 The people who don't need to be sugar babies because they're spoiled in some way by strangers, friends, family

💔 LOVE x HATE is their THANG

💔 This is like a Virgo Venus, analytical in love

💔 Sarcastic and blunt in love or in their relationships as whole (from family, friends, and so on...)

💔 They said that people with this Venus crave deep, passionate, and meaningful relationship, it's true.

💔 Loves too much so they suffer too much if they break

💔 Open minded to the Taboos because they're here to break some irrational things that are called Tabooz

💔 I don't have any plastic in my DNA so get lost if you have

💔 Poker facers

💔 Rejection? I'm used too much to that so why bother?

💔 Third parties or love triangle or harem seems to be a pattern

Almost all of my ex crushes situationships have that and let me tell you, bro is living the harem dream💀 why? Majority of them are Libra🙂

💔 Basically, they're picky lovers as well: ALL OR NOTHING in love

💔 They're member of the Tarot Community and ofc, Astrology Community. Oh! They're also witches too!

💔 Lilith is also like Venus in the 8th house

💔 Love language: Physical Touch & Quality Time but lowkey expects gifts🤣

💔 Has that addicting energy to them, alluring too

💔 Do you love spicy (& sweet spicy) foods like how spicy you are? (Bc I do)

💔 Favorite colors? Probably black (red too)

💔 Some songs to describe us girls 8th Venus (may apply to boys as well): Dark Horse (Katy), Killer Queen(Tsai), Boyfriend (Dove), Goddess (Jaira), High Enough (K.Flay)

🍷 The following are really personal so I'm just showing mine as an example:

♥ 8TH VENUSies wallpaper:

💋 8TH VENUSies makeup:

👠 8TH VENUSies fashion:

❣️8TH VENUSies ideal boy:

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fairybinie · 1 year

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KISS, DON’T TELL — 05: passion

synopsis: popular and menacingly wicked choi beomgyu has the entire senior class wrapped around his finger. the high school drama club has cherished y/n as their veteran for four years. to fulfill beomgyu’s graduation requirements, he must join y/n’s drama club despite his grudges. unbeknownst to everyone else, y/n and beomgyu have their history. they’ve kissed before (or more like y/n has bitten his lip to bleed) and beomgyu hasn’t lived it down ever since. y/n cannot stand this guy. they can make it through the entire year as the leads in their play, right?

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a/n: written (3.6k). profanity, mentions of kissing, mentions of violence (hitting of the arm lol). sorry for the later upload than usual but we made it 😵‍💫

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the familiar ringing of the school bell blasts through every speaker signaling for the next period. y/n feels a burst of energy flow down to their legs as they get up from the table outside, throwing every crumbled wrapper to the nearest trash bin. this was their lunch period that they would normally share with eliana, but she had her own matters to attend to. those matters being in spanish, aka her worst subject.

though it’s unfortunate that y/n doesn’t see soobin or kai this period, they were blessed to have majority of their classes with them. y/n doesn’t see eliana for any other class besides theatre, so it’s certainly a bittersweet feeling.

with their eyes glued on their dimly lit device, y/n walks with light steps over to the bricked wall that connects to the theatre building. they lean against it as they take a sniff of the warm air, peak september weather. the group decided to meet each other outside the building so they could head in there together, just as they always did every single day.

more students begin to walk inside as they say their greetings to y/n, to which they return a friendly smile and wave. y/n was practically the founder of the drama club, if it wasn’t discovered four years ago it certainly was now. y/n has earned their respect and developed a bond with each and every student with their kindness and motivation. true passion at its finest.

a florally fruity scent makes close proximity to y/n’s nostrils and their eyes dart around to follow the fragrance. just as expected, eliana jogs on over in the most effortless way, really captivating her beauty. nobody ever notices how gorgeous the girl is considering she has a scowl on her face every given moment, but once that smile steeps in, she’s golden.

“there’s my soulmate!” y/n beams as their nose scrunches in admiration.

y/n opens their arms to let their best friend into their embrace. they’ll forever be the only person eliana allows to hug her.

“hola mi compartimentó favorito!” eliana salutes with full confidence, receiving a hearty laugh from y/n.

“you’re getting there,” they say with a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

the two look around the corner to see soobin and kai on their way to them. the boys can be seen debating on some topic as their voices projectively become louder. y/n is not surprised that they’re here together, it definitely feeds into their gum skit they have going on.

“soobin!” y/n runs over to the tall blonde, greeting him with their infamous line. anytime they see him they make sure to say his name in the most relative way possible. soobin returns the gesture and the boys put their conversation on pause. y/n goes over to hug the younger boy, making sure to give kai’s cheeks a squeeze, exhausting to kai, but satisfying for y/n.

y/n stands further away from the pair and notices that their outfits are similar, so they see what they were talking about in the group chat now. was it really a coincidence, they never know with these two.

“are we ready for this next hour?” kai announces with enthusiasm, raising his hands up in the process. it earns a collective laugh from the other three.

“most definitely,” y/n shares as they look at the time on their apple watch. two minutes until class starts.

“have you seen beomgyu anywhere?” eliana asks, seemingly out of the blue.

soobin circles his eyes to the back of his head as a sly smirk rests on the lower half of his face. “what she really wants to know is if you’ve seen taehyun.”

the girl forces a smile with crinkled eyes as she punches soobin with full force in the arm, earning a yelp from soobin. he tries to hide the pain, but it’s no use. they all know how much that hurt.

“no, i haven’t seen either of them,” y/n answers with slightly darker eyes. “frankly, i don’t want to.”

the group senses the shift in tone and sympathizes with their friend, understanding where they’re coming from.

“hey, we’ll be here for you,” kai comforts with a side hug as he rests his head on top of y/n’s. “it might not be as bad as you think! but if anything, he’ll have to go through us.”

this brings y/n some relief and the group begins to walk over inside the class as eliana holds out the door. kai still has his arm around y/n’s and soobin follows loosely behind them, his other hand still soothing the sore arm.

“maybe not soobin, not with that weak arm.”

“you are so lucky you’re a girl.”

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the gang heads to their designated seats in the front row; kai in the corner, soobin on his left, y/n in the middle, and eliana on their left. though there is no specific seating arrangement for this class, no one has dared tried to take their spots. not because of intimidation, but just through respect.

everyone is lost in conversation right when the beloved mrs. kim makes her presence on stage. with one singular clap, she grabs everyone’s attention.

“welcome, my precious students!” the woman says with warmth in her voice. she’s watched most of these people grow up and is pleased to see them continue on with their passion. “are we ready for this year?”

the room fills with unanimous cheer, which temporarily throws off mrs. kim, but she can’t help but chuckle to herself. her hands signal everyone to simmer down and the room slowly falls silent once again.

“i’m glad to hear that! i will say i am excited to work with some new faces,” mrs. kim scans the room with two fingers pointed up. “do we have choi beomgyu, choi yeonjun, and kang taehyun with us?”

y/n feels their previously relaxed demeanor begin to tense up as they avoid looking around the room. they were still hoping that this was all a dream and wouldn’t have to interact with choi beomgyu all year. they’re at ease once mrs. kim clicks her tongue with a tilt of her head.

“i guess not,” the woman gives a light-hearted chuckle and jokes, “maybe they dropped out last minute. okay class, i’m going to start you with-”

mrs. kim is interrupted when the door bursts right open and y/n already knows what to expect. their heart drops down to their feet while it pulses around their ankles. their lungs are barely intact.

“yes, i’ll buy you both burgers if you get through this today,” taehyun is heard hushing at his friends as he forces them inside, closing the door behind him in a quiet manner. much different than how their entrance was.

“well, look who we have here,” mrs. kim welcomes the tardy students, presuming who they were. “you must be our new additions!”

“sorry for being late,” taehyun excuses, his tone is reminiscent of a tired father’s.

“all is well, try not to make it a habit! go ahead and take a seat anywhere you’d like,” mrs. kim instructs as she pulls out her clipboard with the class list.

all eyes follow the three boys as they attempt to find their seats for the year. yeonjun seems to lead them towards the back, to which taehyun drags him back to the front. it’s assumed that the further in the back they all sit, the less motivated they would be. taehyun goes on to gesture towards his mouth with a click of his tongue. the older friend rolls his eyes and throws his lollipop into the nearest trash bin.

beomgyu leads the two boys into the second row, the first three seats on the left. yeonjun takes the corner, taehyun in the middle, beomgyu on the third. taehyun’s probably sitting between them just so the other two don’t slack off with each other. not a bad idea to say the least.

mrs. kim silently takes roll as she checks off each student she sees, already familiar with who’s who. in the meantime, all the other students hold their attention onto the trio in fascination, like a bunch of celebrities were making guest appearances. yeonjun already seems to be eyeing a girl in front of him as a few kids attempt to welcome beomgyu. the boy is known by everyone and although he was not aware of their existence until now, he still makes them feel special.

wonder how long that will last.

y/n continues to avoid eye contact with beomgyu as their gaze remains to be on their feet. it seems like beomgyu hasn’t noticed that they’re here, or hasn’t tried to look for them in the crowd. y/n slowly peeks from the corner of their eye and sees that eliana has turned their body all the way to her left, her hands on the top of her seat.

“you’ll get flies in there,” y/n mutters as they give their friend a nudge in the arm. they see that eliana has been gawking at taehyun this entire time with her mouth slightly open, not even noticing herself. the girl feels called out and turns around back to the front in shame.

y/n can feel a pair of eyes on the back of their head and they try to fight the urge to turn around and confirm the suspicion. too bad the feeling got the best of them. they look back in a slower pace and sees that no one appears to be staring at them. they take a look left to right, giving some smiles to the students they make eye contact with. they soon regret their decision as they make way to the corner where they meet gazes with him.

choi beomgyu.

a hint of white flushes y/n’s entire face as they can’t help but widen their eyes while simultaneously blinking them with worry. they pinch the top of their hand in hopes that when they open their eyes again he won’t be there, but unfortunately that did not work. beomgyu stares back at them with a cunning smile, the tip of his tongue hanging loosely on his mouth while his eyes radiate evil. his expression almost reveals that he’s finally found out where they sit and he’ll make due with that information. the boy forms a pout with his lips as he waves at y/n in a teasing manner.

y/n’s color changes from pale to a darker crimson, feeling exposed with his gesture. they shrink back into their seat in hopes that would make them feel better, but it can’t fix anything. soobin notices the interaction and places his hand on y/n’s knee with a small piece of advice.

“don’t pay attention to him,” he mutters into their ear. “that’s what he wants.”

beomgyu hasn’t let y/n out of his sight and sees the boy whispering to them. he has to make it apparent that he knows.

“i see you’ve gotten taller, steve,” beomgyu remarks out loud and everyone shifts their attention to where he is looking.

“it’s soobin,” soobin coughs out his correction with a slight roll of his eyes, turning his body front again. y/n can feel the satisfying smirk on beomgyu’s face and it taunts them.

“alright, class,” mrs. kim finishes with her attendance as she sets the clipboard at the edge of the stage. “i want to hit you with this question. it’s the same question i ask you every year, but this time it’ll really set up the play that we’re working on.”

“what is your passion?”

the class takes a moment to let the question sink in, though it doesn’t take long for y/n to come up with an answer. acting has always been their number one, they’ve been told they’ll have a bright future with it. it’s been the only thing that has brought them peace throughout these years.

“i specifically want to ask our new students,” mrs. kim sets her direction over to where the boys are sitting. “just so i can have a feeling of where you’re at.”

the woman points over to yeonjun first and he feels caught off guard, pointing at himself for confirmation. mrs. kim returns a confident smile as she waits for him to speak.

“what’s my passion?” yeonjun lets out an airy laugh while he looks around for a moment. “just like that?”

“just like that,” mrs. kim repeats, making it seem so easy and effortless. “what do you enjoy doing?”

yeonjun speaks out a couple filler words as he chuckles to himself, stroking the bottom of his chin in the process. “if you consider throwing parties a passion.”

some kids in the audience begin to throw out some whistles and affirmative responses, supporting what he had just said. soobin rolls his eyes with a forced smile, he’s never been into yeonjun’s parties. he’s never gotten invited, not like he’s interested anyways.

“yeonjun throws the best parties!”

“he really hits it on the dance floor!”

yeonjun snickers at all the praise with a wave of his wrist. “you’re all too kind.”

“do you enjoy dancing?” mrs. kim questions the boy with some fondness in her eyes.

“um, yeah, i guess,” yeonjun hesitates. “i’ve never taken it seriously though.”

“would you ever want to?” she pushes further with reasoning.

yeonjun takes a moment to consider his answer, like this is the first time he’s come to this realization. the frown on his face turns into a small smile as he shrugs his shoulders. “yeah, if i ever get that far.”

mrs. kim nods in assurance as she moves over to taehyun, realizing that he looks familiar to her.

“and you, mr. kang? i know you were here a couple semesters ago, do you enjoy to act?”

“respectfully, no,” taehyun chuckles. he’s always been the most approachable between his friends. y/n often wonders how he got mixed in with them. “but i’m really into cooking. i make these guys meals all the time!”

the boys on his side shyly put their heads down as they laugh to themselves. mrs. kim exchanges a few comments with taehyun about his favorite foods before she moves onto beomgyu.

“what’s your passion, beomgyu?”

the smile that was on his face previously turned into a slight frown. y/n notices his body tense up and they wonder why the sudden change in demeanor.

“i don’t know,” beomgyu steers away from the topic. his expression isn't like his typical lively one, it’s dead serious. “i don’t have one.”

y/n chuckles as they shake their head, not surprised that this is the route beomgyu is taking. he chooses to be public about himself when it’s for a joke, but in a serious setting like this, of course he’s not willing to say anything. perhaps it was revenge for his comment to soobin earlier, but something sparks y/n to speak out loud.

“oh really?” they turn their head midway to face beomgyu with raised, expectant eyebrows. “everyone has a passion though. you’re saying not even the choi beomgyu has one?”

soobin widens his eyes and lowers his voice with caution. “what are you doing?”

beomgyu sees through y/n and the devilish smirk appears once again. he sits up straight in his seat and folds his hands together on the desk and doesn’t break eye contact. y/n feels the intimidation seep through.

“i don’t,” beomgyu replies in a strong tone. there’s a glimmer in his eyes that always insinuates what he’s about to do next, something that y/n has dreaded since he’s shown up here.

“maybe it hasn’t bled through- i mean, come through,” beomgyu pretends to stutter while holding his laughter back. y/n can’t help but release an accidental gasp as their eyebrows furrow together in anguish.

“…but i’m biting on- i mean, counting on it,” the boy finishes his snarky remark, fully aware of what he’s doing. he relaxes into his seat knowing he’s won, leaving y/n to quickly spin around to avoid that stupid grin on his face.

mrs. kim doesn’t take long to move this along after giving each of them their own glance. feeling inspired by this moment, she uses this as an opportunity to transition to her next segment.

“and that is completely okay! as you’re moving onto the next stage of your life, you’re going to find things that you would eventually discover to be something you’re passionate about. you may even have a special person in your life who helps you realize you could do so much more with what you might consider just a hobby,” she takes the time to look each and every student into the eyes with a confident smile.

“that’s the lesson i want you to take away from this,” mrs. kim concludes with her hidden agenda. “it’ll be important for this year’s production.”

mrs. kim begins to walk down onto the floor, passing out papers for the next half of class. as she hands out these flyers, she makes one last comment before dropping the topic for now.

“i know y/n has helped others in this room, maybe they’ll help you too, beomgyu.”

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the sink faucet squeaks on as warm water flows right out, and y/n splashes some onto their face. class is nearly over, but they needed some kind of relieving moment just before they left. luckily no one else was in the bathroom.

y/n shuts the sink off and grabs a few paper towels to pat their face and hands dry. as the towels are in their hands, their eyes slowly trail up to the mirror right in front of them. color has seemingly flushed back onto their cheeks and they look human again.

they wish a silly boy wouldn’t have this much of an effect on them. who knew one moment at one party would be his running gag to torment them throughout these years. he said he would never tell anyone, that should ease their mind, but the fact that he continues on with this and finds something new to mention makes them believe otherwise. he has any chance to just spill the truth and he hasn’t. they’re waiting for that moment.

it’s ironic, really.

y/n walks out of the tiled restroom and starts heading to the hallway that connects to the stage, back into the room. it’s right at this time where they’re not alone anymore and is accompanied by someone else.

if it isn’t the man himself.

“hey, y/n,” beomgyu sneaks behind them as he stands in close proximity. y/n flinches in response and stops in their place.

“oh relax, i wasn’t following you,” beomgyu holds his hands up in surrender, the smile not leaving his face. “i had to use the restroom too.”

y/n is persistent on showing no reaction, frankly, there’s not one to give. he’s just a prick.

“funny stunt you pulled earlier,” the boys recalls as he sucks in his breath. “you almost had me there.”

“what are you doing here beomgyu?” y/n cuts to the point with their arms firmly crossed.

“i had to fulfill my requirements,” he answers with ease.

“your whole posse too?”

“yeonjun, my number one fan, yeah,” beomgyu jokes. “taehyun just wanted to be here for the ride, i guess.”

y/n nods slowly, their annoyance on full display. “if that’s the case, just cut it out with what you’re doing. it won’t take long for everyone to figure out there’s nothing to you.”

beomgyu pretends to be impressed with a downwards smile until he closes the space between them and leads y/n to the nearest wall, his arm placed on top. y/n is thrown off guard with the contact and feels their limbs go loose.

“or maybe you get out of my way and don’t pull that shit on me,” beomgyu breathes out into their face. a cool breeze of minty air hits the tip of y/n’s nose. they’re too nervous to break his hold. “there’s a mic right on that stage, i’m sure everyone would love to hear the silly shenanigan you got yourself into a few years ago.”

there it is, his classic threat. he finds a new way to mention it every time, though they haven’t heard it in a while. y/n’s breathing is steady and they feel absorbed in his clean scent, jasmine flowers they believe. he’s wearing a simple brown hoodie that highlights his hair perfectly with relaxed blue jeans and white sneakers with brown accents on them. y/n hates to admit it, but he’s got a perfect sense of style. no wonder everyone can’t take their eyes off of him when he enters a room. y/n is lost in thought and their eyes quickly flicker down to his lips, regretting it instantly.

“hmm,” beomgyu catches the gesture as the smirk he’s holding grows bigger. “you want to kiss me right this time?”

those words snap them back to reality, releasing a stutter as they push him off so they’re back to the same position as they started out with. just standing in front of each other again.

“you’re a complete and utter dipshit,” y/n spits out, their stare is seething with hatred. it doesn’t have an effect on beomgyu, however.

“mrs. kim says you have to help me,” beomgyu recalls with an effortless shrug.

“i’ll help you drop out of this class,” y/n mutters under their breath. “if that’s what it takes.”

with that, they take a couple steps to leave beomgyu behind, heading back to the class. they hear beomgyu’s voice trail off in the distance and they wish they couldn’t have heard it.

“don’t bite yourself on the way out!”

acting isn’t hard for y/n. some might even say that they could be a good liar. to act like beomgyu doesn’t exist is one thing. to act like what he says doesn’t phase them, is another.

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Yu Yu Hakusho "Attention" Sticker Collection

The Yoshihiro Togashi Exhibition - Puzzle ended in Osaka last Sunday, September 3rd 2023, and now it is heading to Fukuoka, from November 18 to January 14, 2024.

New Fukuoka Venue goods (Yu Yu Hakusho, Level E and HxH) have been introduced on the Official Site, including this beautiful collection of fifteen Yu Yu Hakusho Stickers.

Price: 550 yen each (random) / 8,250 yen (BOX with 15 types)

They are called "Attention" Stickers, because each sticker comes with a scene from the manga filled with seriousness, humor, or emotions! Let's check each one of them:

1 - Yusuke Urameshi

"Attention to the Straight Right" (右ストレート注意)

It's a famous scene from the Black Chapter Arc (Yusuke VS Murota), where Yusuke thinks: "I'll throw a straight right jab at him" (chapter 120).

2 - Kazuma Kuwabara

"One-sided Love" (愛の一方通行)

Scenes of Kuwabara from the Dark Tournament (chapter 75): Kuwabara defeats Rishou right after seeing Yukina in the crowd; and Kuwabara having his wounds treated by her. Poor Kuwabara, is it really an unrequited love? :P

3 - Hiei

"Cooking" (料理中)

It's a cute illustration from the opening of Chapter 172 (SPECIAL DAY). In this chapter, Hiei gives Mukuro a birthday gift. So cute Hiei cooking his friends with his own fire. ^^

4 - Hiei

"Attention to Forgetfulness" (もの忘れ注意)

Hiei's famous scene and line from the fight with Bui: "I can't go back anymore, I forgot how to wrap it back up." (Chapter 98)

5 - Kurama

"Warning" (警告中)

That's a famous scene from the confrontation with Kaito (chapter 115). After taking the souls of Hiei, Kuwabara, and Botan, Kurama was really mad at his high school colleague, warning him: "I will kill you by any means necessary."

6 - Koenma

"Ready to Escape" (脱出準備完了)

Hahaha, it's Koenma and the famous "Escape Rocket" he wore during the Dark Tournament Finals.

7 - Genkai

"Liar Alert" (うそつき注意)

That's when Genkai lied to Yusuke XD

In order to pass Yusuke her Spirit Wave Orb, Genkai tells Yusuke his final test is to kill her. Yusuke thinks about it, but eventually says he can't do it. She tells him that was the first part of the test and that she would not give her power to someone who would kill her. Goofy Genkai is hilarious :P

Yusuke is so pissed at her that he says he's ready to do anything. Genkai then changes to a serious tone: "Don't forget what you just said".

8 - Puu

"Watch Your Head" (頭上注意)

Puu just being Puu, flying over and landing on Yusuke's head. Puusuke is too cute.

9 - Younger Toguro

"Danger! 100% out of 100%" (危険！100%中の100%)

A very famous scene from chapter 110, when Younger Toguro displays his "Full Power: 100% of 100%!!!".

10 - Yusuke & Koenma & Hiei

"The Moment of Choice" (選択の刻)

This is one is of my favorites scenes. It's from chapter 174 (Do or Die), the last mission of Yusuke and the guys. Regardless of which button Yusuke chooses to press, Genkai (Puu) stays by Yusuke's side. But, the cutest moment is that we can also spot Hiei and Koenma behind a wall, supporting Yusuke's decision. They would have died along with him if necessary.

11 - Shinobu Sensui

"Laughing Hysterically" (爆笑中)

A scene from Chapter 143 (The Ultimate Aura), when Sensui finally shows his main personality "Shinobu" and the Sacred Energy (seikouki). That hysterical laugh is scary.

12 - Kuwabara & Yusuke & Hiei & Kurama

"Feeling Nagomi" (和み中)

The Japanese word Nagomi (和み), reflects the state of being comforted and relaxed in a harmonious way. This scene from chapter 149 of the guys laughing in a very chilled out state is one of my favorites from the entire series. Yusuke was not only alive, but was reborn as a youkai, descendant of the mazoku!

13 - Keiko & Yusuke

"Proposing" (プロポーズ中)

A scene with the famous Yusuke's line "Let's get married" (chapter 157).

Yusuke promised Keiko to return from the Demon World in 3 years, then they would get married. According to Mr. Yukimura, Yusuke would say such a thing every time he had a quarrel with Keiko. I wonder if he was serious this time XD. Anyway, he ended up returning in a year and a half. But, I believe that by the end of the manga when Keiko was finishing high school, or a little later, they would marry eventually.

14 - Kurama & Karasu

"Counseling" (カウンセリング中)

One of the sexiest moments of the series is Karasu trying to give Kurama a hair treatment XD. "Are you treating your hair?" (chapter 89).

15 - Sakyo & Younger Toguro

"Alcohol is not good" (アルコールNG)

The scene where Sakyo proposes a drink to Toguro, but he refuses: "I don't drink alcohol, orange juice if you please." (chapter 93)

Kanpai 🥂

#Yoshihiro Togashi Exhibition Fukuoka #Puzzle #Yusuke Urameshi #Kazuma Kuwabara #Hiei #Kurama #Koenma #Genkai #Younger Toguro #Puu #Shinobu Sensui #Sakyo #Youko Kurama #Karasu #Keiko Yukimura

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Cruising

Joshua Goldman grew up in a rich family. His parents have always invested in real estate. They were hardworking though and gave him the values of integrity and determination.

From a young age, Joshua knew he was different. He had a keen eye for fashion and design, and his creativity set him apart from his peers. However, growing up in a conservative community, he faced adversity and discrimination. It was during his teenage years that he discovered his sexual orientation, and he struggled to find acceptance and support.

But despite the challenges he faced, Joshua never let his circumstances define him. He worked hard in school and graduated to a prestigious university. It was during his time in college that he discovered his innate business acumen. He excelled in his studies, focusing on finance and real estate, and his professors saw something special in him.

After graduating at the top of his class, Joshua set out to make his mark on the world. Armed with his knowledge and ambition, he dove headfirst into the real estate industry. He started small, flipping houses and investing in properties, slowly building his empire. At a very young age he took over his parents company.

It wasn't long before Joshua's savvy business sense caught the attention of wealthy investors. With their financial backing, he expanded his operations, diving into commercial real estate and luxury properties. His ventures took him to every corner of the globe, from the bustling streets of Dubai to the serene beaches of Bali.

As his wealth and influence grew, Joshua found himself longing for something more. The business world was exhilarating, but he yearned for a sense of fulfillment that money couldn't buy. It was during a trip to the Mediterranean that he had a life-changing experience.

The shimmering blue waters of the Mediterranean called to Joshua like a siren's song. The luxurious yachts that dotted the coastline captured his imagination, and he knew he had found the missing piece of his puzzle. He wanted to live a life of freedom, surrounded by beauty and opulence. And so, he set his sights on acquiring a yacht of his own.

Joshua spared no expense when selecting his vessel. He enlisted the help of the most talented yacht designers and naval architects in the world. Together, they created a floating palace that would become his home away from home. The yacht was a sight to behold, boasting state-of-the-art amenities and luxurious accommodations.

Joshua's summer routine became the stuff dreams were made of. From May to September, he would embark on a journey across the Mediterranean, his yacht docking in a new harbor every morning. As the sun rose, he would lace up his sneakers and set off on a run through the picturesque streets of each city or village, guided by his dedicated personal trainer.

After an invigorating run, Joshua would indulge in an hour of fitness at the most exclusive hotels and resorts that he owned in the region. Sweating it out in luxurious surroundings became his morning ritual, a way maintain to his physique and recharge his for energy the day ahead.

By lunchtime, Joshua would return to his yacht, already tackled the to business side of his empire. Meetings with clients and investors filled his mornings, as he strategized and negotiated deals from the comfort of his floating palace. The yacht provided the perfect backdrop for his high-stakes discussions, its opulent interiors exuding an air of sophistication.

Despite his high-powered lifestyle, Joshua never forgot the value of companionship. He surrounded himself with a carefully selected entourage, a tight-knit group of individuals who became like family. Two hospitality managers attended to his every need, ensuring that his logistics were flawlessly arranged. His personal trainer, chef, and assistant chef also had their designated spaces on the yacht, their expertise enhancing the experience for Joshua and his guests.

And guests there were aplenty. Joshua's generosity knew no bounds, and he would often invite his friends and family to join him on his summer escapades. He would fly them in from around the world, ensuring that they were treated like royalty from the moment they stepped onboard. Lavish breakfasts were served, either in the privacy of their rooms or on the sun-drenched deck. Joshua prided himself as the perfect host, ensuring that his guests were always entertained and pampered.

Joshua's yacht became a hub of excitement and joy. He organized breathtaking excursions, taking his guests to secluded beaches and enchanting Mediterranean islands. The days were filled with laughter, sun-soaked adventures, and endless opportunities for relaxation and indulgence.

As the sun set, the yacht transformed into a vibrant party scene. Joshua's guests would gather on deck, clinking champagne glasses, and dancing into the wee hours of the morning. And yet, amidst the revelry, Joshua remained the picture of composure. He knew how to pace himself, rarely imbibing in excess and always encompassing himself with responsible behavior.

As the summer months drew to a close, Joshua reluctantly bid farewell to the Mediterranean and returned to his beloved New York City for the fall. The concrete jungle provided a stark contrast to the azure waters he had become accustomed to, but he found solace in the vibrancy and energy of the city.

The winter months were divided between two paradises that Joshua held dear. From November to January, he would retreat to his Tulum jungle villa, immersing himself in nature's embrace. The serenity of the jungle served as a respite from the stresses of his business, allowing him to find inner peace and clarity. Or go to his beach house in St Barth’s.

Then, from February to March, Joshua would trade the tranquility of Tulum for the exhilaration of the European Alps. Gstaad became his seasonal home, a playground for the elite and a winter wonderland for adrenaline enthusiasts. He would carve his way down the snow-covered slopes, letting the crisp mountain air invigorate his spirit.

And so, the seasons changed, and Joshua followed suit, always seeking out the next adventure. With spring came the promise of discovery in a new city, a chance to explore trendy bars and restaurants and mingle with sexy, like-minded individuals. He reveled in the nightlife, surrounded by beauty and opportunity.

As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into years, Joshua's routine remained steadfast. He had found a life that brought him joy, fulfillment, and success. His multi-billion-dollar empire continued to flourish, and he became a role model for those who dared to dream.

And so, as the sun set on Joshua's yacht, signaling the end of another perfect day, he retired to his luxurious chamber. He knew that tomorrow would bring new adventures, new challenges, and new opportunities. He lay his head on the soft pillows, his mind at ease, and drifted off to sleep.

The morning would come soon enough, and Joshua would rise the with sun, ready to embrace the world that lay before him.

Part 2, Thibault

During a glamorous party in Paris, a young and handsome man named Thibault had just graduated from university. With his clever mind and social charm, he caught the attention of the city's elite, including the Joshua

Joshua, impressed by Thibault's presence, invited him to join him on his private jet, traveling to parties all over Europe in the month of April. Thibault and Joshua quickly became a great match, and their friends adored them as a couple.

As summer approached, Joshua extended an invitation to Thibault to join him on his luxurious yacht. It was the perfect opportunity for Thibault to travel before starting work, so he eagerly accepted.

The summer adventure began in Beirut, where Joshua spent his mornings running on the shore with his personal trainer, followed by intense fitness workouts and meetings with investors and other important business associates. Lunchtime was usually spent back on the boat, hosting grand parties with influential people.

During the first two weeks, Thibault and Joshua had a wonderful time, enjoying each other's company and indulging in the delicious food onboard. However, Thibault soon realized that the extravagance was taking a toll on his body. Feeling a bit chubbier, he noticed that it actually turned Joshua on, leading to their intimate moments being even more passionate than before.

Determined to look his best, Joshua took Thibault on a shopping spree, buying him new Louis Vuitton trunks and tailored suits to enhance his appearance. Thibault also attempted to keep up with Joshua's fitness routine but struggled to find the motivation. Late-night parties and exhaustion from socializing left him feeling tired and slightly hungover.

After four weeks, Thibault started to notice that his jeans no longer fit him. At first, he assumed it was due to the staff on the boat washing them at too high a temperature. However, during a shopping trip, he realized that he had gained a whole size. Troubled by this discovery, he decided to have a workout session with their personal trainer, but unfortunately, it didn't go well. Thibault discovered that he had gained a shocking six kilograms in just four weeks, which was more than he had ever weighed in his life.

Thibault discussed his concerns with Joshua, proposing that they schedule a session with the personal trainer to address the issue. However, Joshua denied the request, explaining that the trainer was too busy with his own online fitness company and would disrupt the guest schedule. Feeling guilty and wanting to show his appreciation, Joshua bought Thibault a Rolex watch. Despite the weight gain, Joshua couldn't resist his attraction to Thibault's new size, and their intimate moments continued to be filled with passion.

As the summer went on, Thibault and Joshua traveled to various destinations along the Croatian coast, Venice, Puglia, Capri, Rome, and other glamorous Mediterranean locations. They attended lavish parties with high-end guests, including celebrities and royalties.

Indulging in more snacks and champagne, Thibault's denial about his weight gain persisted, attributing it to Italian sizes rather than accepting the reality. Meanwhile, Joshua maintained his discipline, going to bed on time, and abstaining from alcohol.

Three months had flown by, and Thibault and Joshua had visited every desirable harbor in Europe. Their bond had strengthened, and Joshua couldn't believe that Thibault had made it through the summer without any issues. Other companions had wanted separate rooms or even left after only four weeks. Joshua proposed that Thibault join him in his New York City apartment for the fall, with the potential of spending Christmas and New Year's Eve with his family in Mexico and St. Barths if everything went well.

In the last harbor before their return, Thibault felt like an entirely different person. He had grown larger, and Joshua decided to them treat to a weekend at a lavish spa resort in the area. Stepping on the scale after three months of not seeing his weight climb, Thibault was shocked to discover that he now weighed 120 kilograms. Conflicted about his new appearance, Thibault wasn't sure if he liked it, but Joshua loved it and had no intention of making him lose weight.

#fictionalweightgain #maleweightgain #maleweightgainstories #weightgain #weightgainstories #fictionalstories

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Louis Tomlinson Gives Rockstar Performance At Forest Hills Stadium

August 03, 2023 | BY KYLE STEVENS

Photos Courtesy of Kyle Stevens

Fans at Forest Hills Stadium couldn’t help themselves when they got the opportunity to get up close and personal with singer and heartthrob Louis Tomlinson on Saturday, July 29. Andrew Cushin and Giant Rooks opened for Tomlinson with dynamic performances that set the tone for the rest of the evening.

The former One Direction star created quite the stir when he took the stage in Queens for the last stop on the current leg of his ‘Faith In The Future World Tour.’ Tomlinson made a grand entrance rocking a black tank top and stunner shades after the rain came drizzling down right before he was about to go on. Luckily, the weather cleared up just in time and the English songwriter proceeded to sing hits from his latest solo album that dropped back on November 11 last year.

Performing “High in California,” “She is a Beauty We Are World Class,” and “Out of My System,” Tomlinson had his passionate fan base holler and shriek throughout his entire set. Tomlinson’s magnetic energy made the atmosphere so sweltering that he had to pause in the middle of “All This Time” to help a fan who needed assistance in the crowd.

Staying true to his roots by not forgetting where he came from, Tomlinson also performed 1D megahits “Night Changes” and “Where Do Broken Hearts Go.” He also paid homage to English rock band Arctic Monkeys by singing the moody “505.” (The Arctic Monkeys will also roll through the area on September 8 and 9 for a highly anticipated tour of their own.)

Stacked Sandwich Shop (68-60 Austin St, Queens, NY 11375) made sure to keep the hungry stadium crowd properly nourished throughout the evening with delicious, jumbo-size Philly Cheesesteaks that had to be seen to be believed. Owner Danny Azzo was on hand with new menu items to feed into the excitement that Louis created.

“We recently introduced Mozzarella Sticks and Fries. It’s a hit,” Azzo said in an interview with the Queens Gazette. “We don’t do that in the shop because we traditionally make sandwiches, but that’s been really good for us, as is the cheesesteak. Our usual popular items include the Turkey Sandwiches.”

Before the night wrapped up, fans who were lucky enough to be near the barricade got the rare opportunity to touch their charismatic idol during the song “Silver Tongues.” Always a gentleman, Tomlinson happily greeted his supporters with a wide smile. Attendees in the front row lost control and proceeded to tear away at Tomlinson’s tank top in a frenzied scene that was reminiscent of the peak of Beatlemania during the 1960s.

Tomlinson proudly soaked up the moment like only a true rockstar could, and performed the rest of his concert shirtless. Unsurprisingly, fans in Queens were quite content with that particular parting visual. The “Bigger Than Me” singer will pick up his tour again on August 29 when he goes overseas to play at Barclays Arena in Hamburg, Germany. Tickets are on sale now for those who want to take an adventurous, fly away holiday.

Louis Tomlinson wrapped up the current leg of his tour at Forest Hills Stadium on Saturday. The singer was seen wearing a black tank top and sunglasses.

Tomlinson made the crowd light up with delight whenever he was near the mic.The English dreamboat soaked in the unforgettable Queens atmosphere.

#fitfwt23: new york #louis tomlinson #louis press #29.7.2023 #4.8.2023

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ATP; 01 | Love is all around

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Early in September, just hours before midday. The sun is not high yet but shines light through the whole town. Like the weak and bright sunrays, Daphne's dad drove on the road, pushing through the fresh waves of the summer morning breeze. As background noise was crunching stones produced by the tyres.

Breeze combed the hair strokes. Morning freshness caused the rise of goosebumps. Butterflies in the stomach showed how excited Daphne was about moving. Yes, moving.

Usually, they'd come to the countryside only for the summer holidays but now she would stay longer. A smile was printed on her face as she observed. She was going to like this, she thought. She was going to like this place, this new beginning. She started regretting ever complaining about moving in the first place.

Her mother was in the passenger seat explaining how the town was beautiful, her fingers pointed at random spots occasionally. Daphne wasn't even listening to her. She only thought that her mother could save her breath because she didn't need any more convincing: the view before her spoke for itself.

Daphne lowered her window and, with an arm swinging outside, she observed, she beheld the sight. The car took a turn and now they were riding up a hill along a road surrounded by beautiful houses.

It'd been long since she last came here but she couldn't tell if the place had changed or she'd just forgotten.

Women were spreading out the laundry, dusting carpets, watering flowers. Pink, yellow, red, purple flowers. They painted the street. Some kids were playing in their front yard. Dogs barked and ran to their gates as they drove by. The bottom floors housed a variety of shops and all had a little banner on the doors that said 'open'. A flower shop. Greengrocery. Ironmongery. A bakery. A butcher's shop. And many more. The people looked friendly as they greeted them. She happily greeted back, and her smile expanded.

"This place is beautiful, Mom," her words caught the respondent off-guard as she immediately looked in the backseat to agree with her daughter, glad she wasn't angry anymore. "We're almost there," the dad informed, taking another turn.

The road they were riding led away from that loving neighbourhood of flowers—fields on the left and a few farms on the right. Daphne's dark hair waved with the breeze. The smell of manure filled her nostrils but instead of feeling unpleasant, it reminded her of how lovely living in the countryside was. Horses were munching on the grass. Bells on sheep rang as she passed by the flock. The manure smell was soon replaced by the one of grass coming from the left where tractors were working on the field. The big vehicles were shaping the dried grass into big blocks reminding her of her childhood and how she used to spend her time watching the whole process.

Their destination was her grandparents' place. It was a huge white two-story building with a dark brown roof, divided into two separated yet joined houses: one for them and one for the grandparents. They were struggling financially in the city so they opted to move to the countryside since they couldn't afford to pay the rent. She didn't fully oppose their decision but living in the countryside for God knows how long scared her but now that she was there, she wasn't bothered anymore.

As mentioned before, the place wasn't completely foreign to her: she'd come here with her family for the summer holidays and she enjoyed her stay with the difference of knowing she'd go back to the city and therefore back to her friend. Yeah, her friend. Singular. She didn't have friends here if not her grandparents' neighbours' daughter, Cleo, who, though, was her complete opposite: while Daphne liked spending sunny days reading on a spread-out blanket in her garden, Cleo liked running up and down and playing. Daphne felt like Cleo was like a child whose energy you must match, or else they just drain you out.

"We're here," the dad informed as he took another turn out of the long field-side road and climbed up towards a house slightly hidden by trees. Their new home. By the gate were her grandparents happily waiting for them with two big dogs beside them.

The road leading to the house cut through a mildly thick forest. The house was directly facing the road while their neighbours' were on the sides.

Daphne's smile broadened as she hopped down the car and then into her grandparents' arms. Kisses, compliments and continuous reminders of how much she grew as they hugged her before hugging the parents. Now her attention was on the two dogs that couldn't hold back from barking, hopping left and right with wiggling tails. Loki and Luke, the first was an Australian shepherd and the second was a German shepherd. They too have grown so much and she felt it the most when they got up to greet her and reached her shoulders.

Playing with their fur, she wondered whether to help her family with the bags but they read her mind and told her to go inside and not bother. She'd normally insist further but this time she didn't stay any second longer and rushed inside the house. The two dogs ran after her.

Her parents and she would live in the house on the left while her grandparents were their next-door neighbours on the right. The front door was unlocked. She quickly left her shoes outside before going inside.

It was just as she remembered it. Just as they had left it. Beneath her naked feet, the tiles were cold and of an umber brown that would create a mocha shade if mixed with the milk colour of the walls, a gradient colour that from the bottom starts in brown, slowly fades into caramel and finishes in a paler tone topped by the white-coloured painting ceiling. Matching was the chocolate brown curb.

The floor started with a rectangular anteroom. On the right was an umbrella rack, above it hangers for jackets and hats; on the left was space for shoes, a bench to sit on and put them on, hangers for keys and the staircase. Further in, the space was divided into three: the living room on the left, the dining room on the right and in the middle, leading to the garden, her second favourite place in the world, was a little space.

The living room was placed between two walls, the right one was covered in tall glass windows facing the garden, and the right one welcomed a door opening that led to a tiny hallway presenting two doors, one was the of the store and one of the bathroom. Cream sofa with green uniquely shaped pillows. A brown armchair on the left and a little swing chair on the right. Between the couch and the fireplace was a coffee table decorated with a vase of flowers and a cascade of books on the second layer. On the floor was a wide oval carpet. The fireplace was against a wall between two door openings leading to a study room.

The dining room was composed of a round table surrounded by four chairs. Further to the right was the kitchen, simple and traditional, light-brown in colour. The counters were covered with utensils, flower pots and miscellaneous items. On the tile-covered walls were hangers holding gloves, kitchen tools and aprons. The stove was as empty as the sink. The coffee machine on one side, the microwave on the other. Hanging by the handle of the oven was a chequered green cloth. Next to the stove was the dishwasher and in front of both, on the floor, was the kitchen mat. Pots resided in the wide drawers, plates in the cupboards. A double-door fridge finished the kitchen design.

She gently quieted the dogs and took her time to examine the room. A smile lit up her face whenever she took notice of any small details that reminded her of her childhood. She strolled through the kitchen, running her finger across the counters and was pleased to see that everything was sparkling clean. She couldn't stop grinning as she thought about how excited her grandmother must have been while cleaning the house in anticipation of their arrival. It was always heartwarming to see her grandmother filled with joy. She'd get very energetic and talkative unable to contain her happiness. Witnessing her grandmother's happiness was infectious, making her feel just as happy as her.

Daphne quickly rushed and ran upstairs, the dogs matched her vibe behind her. The walls that ran along to the top floor had a light floral print that gave the house the vintage and cosy look of a cottage.

While Loki and Luke ran around, she slowed down: in front of her was the little nook where she'd spend her time reading during rainy days while on the left, behind the railing, were four doors: her bedroom, her parents', her sister's and the bathroom. She missed her sister so dearly. They could meet only during summer break because she was studying abroad but she didn't linger on it much and proceeded to her bedroom. As she opened the door, the dogs ran inside.

It was just as she'd left it and that had her tear up a bit. On her left was her little bookshelf, on her right was her dresser and a little farther away from it, was her bed. The bedsheets were identical and not dusty to the touch. Another sign of her grandmother's hard work.

The blanket was light. Pink floral prints. White pillows in front of which sat her plushie, an adorable teddy bear her grandmother had gifted her when she was five. The nightstand welcomed a lamp and adorable miniature decorations she found in her grandparents' attic. Opposite the bed was the window brightening the room. In front of it was her desk and to its right, in a little nook, was her wardrobe.

After walking around the room for a few moments, she dropped herself on the bed, the softener scent filled her nostrils. She stared up at the ceiling. In the corner of her eyes, she could see the waving tails of Luke and Loki as they roamed around before walking by her legs and caressing her with their soft fur.

She was certainly going to miss her only friend in the city. Daphne had particular difficulties with making friends because she found it hard to vibe with a lot of people so finding her match was a real struggle. It took her a long time before she met Margot. The two matched like pieces of a puzzle. They vibed with each other so well. They had so much in common. To understand it better, Margot was the type of neighbour Daphne was wishing for rather than the one she had in reality because Margot was just like her. While Cleo would scrunch her face and call her boring whenever she'd say that she'd rather read all day than play, Margot would agree with her and sit down so they could read together. Margot was the type of friend who didn't feel as overwhelming. The type of friend whose simple presence was enjoyable: you didn't have to talk, play or do anything in general. Daphne and Margot brought ease to each other by simply being in the same room or space. But Daphne also couldn't fully blame Cleo: she'd met Margot in 10th grade while she had known Cleo since when they were kids. Any child would find reading all day boring. A straight-up form of torture.

Downstairs she could hear her family rustling with stuff. One of the dogs rushed out of the room while she still lay on her back, arms spread, looking up at the white ceiling in pure bliss. She didn't budge for a few more seconds and probably wouldn't have at all for minutes if she hadn't heard an unfamiliar voice come from downstairs.

It was a voice that sounded brighter than she'd ever heard in a long time. She was sure she'd left just her grandparents and parents downstairs but the voice she was hearing was female and sounded brighter than her granny's and mom's. So she sat up. Instantly. Almost robotically.

As her, the dog sensed the presence and rushed out of the room. Daphne followed right after but she didn't go downstairs. She was about to but she noticed the dogs weren't barking up and down which meant that whoever it was knew them. They were already familiar with them. A strange feeling settled in her, a feeling that held her back from going down the stairs and simply had her stretching over the railing to see. A bit shy, you can assume.

"She's upstairs," she heard her grandmother say, leaving Daphne increasingly confused. Who could be coming up to see her? She had no idea, but from the bubbly demeanour of the person, she could tell they were happy to see her. A shy smile emerged on her face just as the person appeared on the stairs. "Hey, Daphne," the voice sang as they saw her leaning on the railing. They rushed upstairs and were now standing in front of her. "Do you remember me?" Daphne's shy smile grew. How could she forget her? Caramel brown bouncy curls, freckled cheeks, moss green eyes, and lips as reddish as her cheeks. She hadn't changed a bit. She had grown, but it was still the same Cleo.

"Course I do," she happily answered and Cleo giggled. The bright smile that decorated her face made Daphne regret everything she was thinking about earlier. The smile behaved like a vibrant filter animating her memories. "Granny told me you were going to move here and I've never been happier. I thought we'd never meet again," she happily spoke while Daphne came out of her trance, grabbed her hands and led her to her bedroom.

As happy as the latter was, Cleo couldn't hold back from giggling all the time unaware of just how much happiness she'd put in the other girl's heart. A few moments ago, Daphne was thinking about how making friends was so hard for her only for Cleo to happily hop into her home, all happy to see her. Never would Daphne have thought that someone could be waiting for her so excitedly. It warmed her heart so much.

"How have you been?" she spoke first. Cleo's face glowed even brighter as she started talking. Amazingly bored, she said. Amazing because she's fine, no illness nor body ache or particular border to carry. Bored because, aside from Daphne, the neighbours were younger than her and therefore felt more like kids to babysit rather than people to make actual friends with. Granny started cleaning the house a month in advance, she narrated, and she helped her out on it. Said she enjoyed cleaning while listening to Granny telling stories about Daphne. It increased her excitement and her will to help Granny. She spent days here at the house with granny and never got tired. Granny tried to tell her not to worry but Cleo was just as excited. She'd spend the day cleaning and preparing and then would head home for dinner after which she'd be crocheting little cute things for the both.

Daphne listened with a never-ending smile. All of this for her? Wow. "I have them at my place. If you wish, later I can take you there and give you them," Daphne simply nodded. Eagerly. Happily. A happiness that then spiralled into taking Cleo in for a hug. "I'm just as happy to see you. I thought I wouldn't make friends here," Cleo dramatically gasped and clutched her chest, denying all of Daphne's beliefs. "You'll never be friend-less. Not under my watch," they both laughed before they heard a slight knock on the door. "Granny is going to prepare lunch and asked if the two of you would like to join".

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"I caught enough vegetables from my farm so we could have fun," Granny spoke to the girls' happy faces. They were going to make pizza. Pizzas. Granny had already prepared the dough. They now had to set the ingredients and make unique pizzas. Cleo took on the onions while Daphne took a few zucchini to chop. In the fridge was a container of mozzarella and one of cheese. They had everything at their disposal.

They spent the following forty minutes chopping all the ingredients, blending tomatoes for the sauce, cutting the mozzarella into blocks and grating the cheese. Once done with that, Granny started working on the dough while the young girls buttered up the pans and prepared the oven. Next door Daphne's parents were unpacking and settling in.

"So, how was the city?" Cleo asked, starting a conversation. "Nice, in its way. Yeah, nice,"

"You've got friends you'll miss?"

"A friend, yeah. Margot. We met in 10th grade. She's a great person but knowing her, the distance is going to make the friendship falter," as she spoke, Granny smiled. She was listening and knew who she was talking about. Granny and Daphne's mother were more like sisters than anything else. Daphne's mom always kept her updated on her life and Daphne's so Granny knows how hard it is for Daphne to make friends. She'd suspected it since the girl was a little child because she could see how socializing wasn't on the list: Daphne could spend an eternity of time by herself and never get bored or feel lonely. It didn't bother Granny much but as Daphne grew so did her mother's worries. Whenever Daphne's mom called, she'd never forget to state how bothered she was about seeing her daughter be all reserved so you can imagine how happy she became the day Daphne asked her if she could invite a friend over.

"A friend? A friend! God, yes, invite your friend over! I told her. Ooh, I'm so happy. Like, I get it. She finds solace simply in herself which is a good thing, awesome in fact, because it means that no one can hurt her because, you know, out there are monsters in human form ready to just hurt people but just one person once in a while never hurts, you get me?" she told Granny on the phone. Daphne's mom is a talkative person who's scared of miscommunication and misunderstandings so whenever she's speaking, she can't hold back from clarifying every single thing she said making her wholly sound in panic.

Granny found that adorable, just like Daphne's dad did. But Daphne wasn't like her mom, she was like her dad and like Granny too. A person of a few words. Someone who enjoyed listening more than speaking.

"Oh, why's that?" Cleo asked. "Our friendship isn't really the type that goes on both physically and virtually. We... we don't text," Cleo nodded in acknowledgement before focusing back on transferring the dough from the board to the pan. "Thank god we're neighbours then," Cleo giggled. Her words warmed Daphne's heart who couldn't help but giggle as well. In the background, Granny struggled with holding back her smile.

"Are you still the bibliophile I used to know?" she proceeded. Another warm smile on her face as Daphne nodded, "I got tons of books at mine. I don't exactly classify myself as a bibliophile too but I do read. On special occasions, but I do"

Daphne chuckled and assured her she'd explore her bookshelf. Cleo giggled in response. She continued, "Do you have any specific thing to do these days?"

"No, not exactly. Why?"

"I was planning on giving you a town tour. A tour of my house, our neighbourhood, the neighbouring neighbourhoods, the town centre and, eventually, our school. You down?" Daphne quickly looked at her grandma in search of a nod of consent which she found and followed through with, agreeing to Cleo's plans. "We'll do all that today?"

"Oh, no. My god. If we did, it'd mean I carelessly showed you the place but that's not what it'll be. Once we've done the town tour, we'll go pre-school shopping. I know a store that sells the cutest school supplies I've ever laid eyes on".

They talked about their favourite school supplies: Daphne admitted to having a passion for decorating diaries and planners; Cleo's the same but decorates notebooks. Cleo got to know how a perfect academic performance was a priority to Daphne. She wasn't surprised. Daphne got to know that Cleo didn't change much and cherishes a good time above bending over a book and reading all day. She, as well, wasn't surprised. While Daphne is a dog person, Cleo fancies cats. Cleo adores sunny days, Daphne'd rather stay under a downpour than a burning-hot sun. Daphne's an early bird. Cleo's a night owl.

Overall, Daphne could tell that they were two different faces of the same coin. Equally different. Cleo was going to be a hit of fresh breeze to her pretty monotone life. She's someone who loves indulging in the same routines but, in that moment, she was ready to change them all for Cleo.

Can't really blame her. You have yourself someone eagerly waiting for you despite having seen you years ago and then we talk.

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By noon, all the pizzas were ready, hot and sizzling delicacies. As they waited, the whole family, Cleo's included, helped with setting the table on the veranda. Eight chairs. A round wide dining table. A floral print tablecloth. A vase of fresh flowers in the centre. Scattered evenly were jars of water, fresh and sparkling. In front of each chair was a plate sided by a fork and a knife. No need for spoons.

Birds chirped. Dogs barked. Cutlery clicked on plates. Water hit the kitchen sink whenever someone washed their hands or rinsed a utensil.

"Food's going to be up in minutes," Cleo announced and soon everyone was sat at the table. Granny and Daphne's mom came on the veranda with pizzas placed on round wooden boards. Everyone seated exclaimed in joy, complementing the cooks.

Once they've brought enough, they finally sat at the table. They said the grace before they started sharing the pizzas into slices. One helped the other and soon everyone had something on their plate, a bite between their teeth.

Cleo sat next to Daphne. They each had a slice of the pizza the other prepared and were complementing each other on the result. Smiles never faded away. Beside Cleo was her brother, Cole. He too was smiling, laughing in fact, with the adults. Beside him, his father.

Daphne had met them and had a little conversation with them. Cole had just graduated high school and would go to the University by October. He had a car of his own and was working on getting an apartment too. Daphne didn't see the mother and no one mentioned her so she didn't pry further but that didn't stop her from wondering.

Cleo's father loved dad jokes. He couldn't help but stick one every two sentences. They made people laugh for the sole reason of being hilarious, so stupid that it has you wondering how can someone even come up with them. He had a deep voice that made everything he said sound serious which made the jokes come off even funnier. Cole took after him. He too had a deep voice but he didn't make any hilarious jokes. Everything he did and said sounded very mature. Daphne assumed that he probably read a lot or had a good academic performance. He just sounded like he could be the class president, like the type of teenage student who could argue with a scumbag of a teacher pushing sixty who feels heavily entitled.

Cleo's voice contrasted theirs. She was the bright moon on a dark and starless night. Her voice was as chirpy as her laugh. She looked like the type of person who could rock golden shades because she glowed. She glows. She looked like the type of girl you'd always want to be happy, never sad, never see cry. The type of girl whose sad face could induce the watcher into a great state of melancholy. The type of person that can make anyone empathic.

A part of her almost reminded Daphne of her mother with the only difference that while her mother talked so much in fear of causing a misunderstanding, Cleo talked so much because she was simply made like that. Her mind was a running film strip. A very fast one and she was always in a hurry to talk about it in every of its details.

The lunch went on like this. Laughter was the only thing you could hear. Some dad jokes here and there but all for fun. All in happiness.

Daphne in that moment thought that her past life wasn't a life. Was she dead the whole time because she started feeling alive only this day, in this instant, sitting between her mom and her old-yet-new friend, eating pizza in the wonderful atmosphere of the sunny day.

Yeah, she was probably dead the whole time. Or at least a zombie.

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NICO

.*𓆩♡𓆪⸸･ﾟ “the red flags are big but so is my dick” :)

𓆩♡𓆪.SEX: god male

𓆩♡𓆪.SEXUAL ORIENTATION: yes

𓆩♡𓆪.SPECIES: demon? incubus prince? sex machine? the name you'll be screaming tonight? a nuisance for sure. Half demon prince, half human

𓆩♡𓆪.NAME: Niccolo Cifarelli

𓆩♡𓆪.NICKNAMES: nico, nilo, "the angel of art department", nicky, asmoday, the son of asmodeus, your highness

𓆩♡𓆪.OCCUPATIONS: prince of second circle of hell (lust), art student and a barista

𓆩♡𓆪.AGE: 246-ish

𓆩♡𓆪.BIRTHDAY: 6/9 nice (6th september)

𓆩♡𓆪.HOMETOWN: hell/woods in Italy

𓆩♡𓆪.HEIGHT: 195 cm

𓆩♡𓆪.APPEARENCE:

𓆩♡𓆪.EYECOLOR: Nico's eye color changes accordingly to his emotions, thats why he hides his eyes with glasses or his hair. Usually they are blue with brown hues, but can have hints of purple when he use his demonic powers, when he's angry or feeding himself with sexual energy, blood or flesh.

𓆩♡𓆪.HAIR: thick dark hair that cannot decide if it's black or dark brown, wavy and fluffy.

𓆩♡𓆪.BODY INFO: Nico's body is ripped. he use a lot of his time working out and carrying weight, art equipment and stones or clays since he likes sculpting. all that activities helped to turn him into a very strong guy. He also enjoys deadlifting and helping his dad with mechanics when he's fixing up cars.

𓆩♡𓆪.SKINCOLOR: Nico has a tanned skin thanks to the amount of time he gets under the sun helping his mother with orange harvest and sketching people.

𓆩♡𓆪.ABOUT NICO: son of asmodeus himself and a human woman. his mother died in Triora centuries ago being judged as a witch, when in fact she was just a very beautiful young and intelligent woman without a husband and refunsing to marry a old man.

when nico's mother arrived in hell, the demon asmodeus was amazed by her beauty and kindness, he decided to woo her and take her as his wife. she was strangely kind even though she was in hell. Asmodeus knew that someone had probably misjudged her and sent her to hell, which at this point was a daily basis (seriously heaven/hell bureaucracy is a mess), but asmodeus didn't want to lose her and decided to hide her existence. asmodeus waited years for her to feel comfortable enough to get into a relationship and copulate with him and together they had only one child: Niccolo.

Niccolo was born human and very weak, unfortunally the infernal air was not good for his weak human lungs, he was always coughing a lot so Asmodeus took his wife and children to a wood cabin to live in the human world. years passed and despite the efforts of his mother and father, unfortunately Niccolo died at the age of 13, due to the plague and his fragile health, on the island of Poveglia, along with other infected people. Asmodeus knew that he could not interfere with his son's death, otherwise the boy could become a lost soul without memories of his life, however de demon lord had a little bit of hope that maybe his son could turn into a demon when he died.

after Niccolo's death, a search was made after all the dead souls hoping to find Asmodeus's son but without success. Nico disappeared for about 200 years until a young boy suddenly appeared in hell, looking for his parents, saying that heaven was too boring

"I really tried be a good boy, but I couldn't do anything and they were already pointing their swords at me.”

when asmodeus learned that the heavens had kept his son for all this time, he was pissed, but at his son's request nothing was done and he wouldn't declare war to heaven... this time

"it took me a long time to see you father, and I don't want to look at any angels so soon"

Niccolo was now dead, and as Asmodeus predicted, he became a demon and a refused soul (when you ascend to heaven but get kicked out). asmodeus was proud while Nico's mother was slapping his shoulders while crying after so much time without seeing her only son.

after spending time with his family, Niccolo had been given the title of Asmoday, reborning as a hell's prince, and no one demon ever speak his name again. * (please check trivia for more information)

𓆩♡𓆪.PERSONALITY: even if he's flirtatious, full of shit and sometimes mysterious, he's kind and caring, he's a goofball honestly. his demonic personality does get the best of him sometimes, he can't fight the urge of making jokes and stealing people's heart with his looks (and he will seduce you in purpose, yes) but at the same time he's also clumsy and cute.

hes the type of guy that makes every woman's heart beat fast not matter the age, the type all mother want to their daughters. the way he talks to mrs. Amelia, an old lady and his neighbor, like she's young again, it's so cute, and it's so beautiful to see her smiling and blushing because of the compliments that Niccolo has said. he knows that a little compliment makes the day of the old lady.

"Oh Mrs. Amelia, you're shining today! May I have the pleasure of your company to the train station my lady?"

Nico also enjoys his time alone, listening to music or running early in the morning, calisthenics or painting. But there's nothing he enjoys more than vacation, when he goes back to Italy and can see his parents in the human form, and pretend they are normal humans for a bit, helping his mother taking care of her farm, and helping his dad when he's messing up with old cars. that one hobbie made Nico a big fan of races, it's not rare seeing him in street racings with his white nissan 180sx and believe me, he's fast as fuck when wants to win.

Nico is like a puppy dog when in love, he'll cherish and love you, you're going to be his sun, his moon and all hi starts, he'll draw you, sculpt you and kill for you if necessary. he´s the type that would wear a "my girl is hotter tahn you" shirt and he would be proud about it, even if he's supposed to be bad, if you ask, he'll be the most loyal puppy in the world. but don't be surprised if one day you wake up with a very hungry half demon boyfriend next to you needing sexual energy. after all he's kind of the prince of sex demons and when incubus fall in love they can only feed from his beloved and oh boy he's insatiable.

𓆩♡𓆪.LIKES: playing bass, cars, sculping, oranges and tangerines, messing with cars, iced coffee with 2 spoon's of sugar and milk, cats, the smell of rain

𓆩♡𓆪.DISLIKES: flu, hospitals, extreme unhygienic people and places, blank pages, when he miss a race, pure milk (he only drinks milk with chocolate powder or sugar). Cooking (he can't cook for his life), churches

𓆩♡𓆪.TRIVIA:

names are sacred to demons, so when a demon makes himself known he is given a false name or title. Some demons are so ancient that we only know their titles. If you speak the real name of a demon, you can end up dying or you will feel enormous pain. The only ones who can speak a demon's name are those close to them or to whom the demon has made a confession (the act of telling the demons name).

can't cook for shit, but he's very good at making drinks. he work as an barista with Yao Mei.

each demon has a way of protecting its name, by telling it to everyone and putting a seal on themselves, or being so powerful that even if everyone knows it won't change anything. Or killing everyone who knows their name.

#.Nico #oc x reader #terato #monster oc #oc #monster oc x reader #monster smut #demon #demon oc #demon x reader #terato x reader #monster boyfriend x reader

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astroyongie · 9 months

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IVE September Reading 2023

Note: please take it lightly

Yujin

Love: This girl is definite dating someone new, so it’s not the same person from the last readings. The relationship seem to be new and fresh and for now there isn’t much to say about it.

Career: She really wants to withdraw and take a long pause on her career life but it doesn’t seem like the company is allowing her to do so. She is very tired of her schedule and on what the company makes her do

Self: She is feeling good, she is feeling feminine and assured of herself and of her sensual capacities. Her intuition is also very high at the moment, which is why she is able to seem more close to fans and people around her

Gaeul

Love: Gaeul is going through a breakup. I don’t know who has taken the decision to do so, but I do see that the decision made her hurt a lot since she is still in denial about what the relationship had to go through.

Career: Things are okay for her so far, she is working very hard to get the spotlight on her and also thanks to her sponsor things are working well for her in that field

Self: her energy is just so dark, I see a lot of regret and pessimism around her, which of course I believe is probably due to the break up she is currently enduring. Gaeul feels disappointed on herself more than she is on her ex partner

Rei

Love: She broke up with her partner and she is like, running away from them and making sure they will not be back to her since this person gave her way too much emotional baggage that she doesn’t want to deal with

Career: I feel like there’s something that will happen to Rei that will maybe leave a scare of her career. Now I don’t know if it will become public or if it will be kept quiet. I have two possibilities here, it’s either her sponsor will ditch on her and she will be put in debt toward the company or either a scandal around her name will come out.

Self: she has been avoiding an important decision, mostly because she has no idea what will be best for her and she is too scared on doing the decision anyway (I wonder if this has something to do with her career). In any case, high anxiety here.

Wonyoung

Love: It seems like she is dating someone at the moment, however I don’t have much insight on what’s happening on the relationship. I can only say that her relationship is going very well and that she is happy to be able to maintain it.

Career: I feel like the company did her dirty on something, because that have taken away an important project that would be financially good for Wonyoung and she is upset to have to deal with so much money loss

Self: Wonyoung doesn’t feel very lucky lately. She thinks she has to do too much for too little, and of course what is happening in her career is pertubating her self energy. I also see that she is very tired and has unhealthy behaviors.

Liz

Love: Liz is in a healthy and stable relationship. This person is taking care of her on a financial way which is allowing her to be a little bit more relaxed about her career money

Career: Okay so she had a huge argument with one member of the broke and that argument definitely made her cry and scream. She is heartbroken it seem and going through a very hard period since she feels like the company isn’t on her side either.

Self: She should be extremely careful, because her jealousy over certain people are making her taking decisions that would be harmful for her body and soul. I see that Liz has been having such a strict diet, a strict standard on beauty and also using certain things to make herself feel better which isn’t healthy at all.

Leeseo

Love: She’s definitely talking to someone, flirting even but they aren’t dating yet. However it does feel like Leeseo wants to live a love story but for now she is still trying to learn more about the person before she engages herself in anything

Career: She is stable and her career is stable. Everything seems to be going okay, so I don’t have many comments to make.

Self: recently she has been having a lot of struggles dealing with her appearance and with her self-esteem. I think Leeseo is a little bit paranoid about all of her image but at the same time she listens a lot to what people say about her which has negative impact on her

#IVE #IVE astrology #IVE headcanons #IVE imagines #IVE scenarios #IVE reactions #IVE tarot #IVE reading

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louistomlinsoncouk · 10 months

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Before the night wrapped up, fans who were lucky enough to be near the barricade got the rare opportunity to touch their charismatic idol during the song “Silver Tongues.” Always a gentleman, Tomlinson happily greeted his supporters with a wide smile. Attendees in the front row lost control and proceeded to tear away at Tomlinsin’s tank top in a frenzied scene that was reminiscent of the peak of Beatlemania during the 1960s.

#louis tomlinson #press #03aug23

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gard3nias · 1 month

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01 | Love is all around

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date: 12/04/2024

mdi // masterlist // playlist

Breeze combed the hair strokes. Morning freshness caused the rise of goosebumps. Butterflies in the stomach showed how excited Daphne was about moving. Yes, moving.

Daphne lowered her window and, with an arm swinging outside, she observed, she beheld the sight. The car took a turn and now they were riding up a hill along a road surrounded by beautiful houses.

It'd been long since she last came here but she couldn't tell if the place had changed or she'd just forgotten.

The road leading to the house cut through a mildly thick forest. The house was directly facing the road while their neighbours' were on the sides.

The blanket was light. Pink floral prints. White pillows in front of which sat her plushie, an adorable teddy bear her grandmother had gifted her when she was five.

The nightstand welcomed a lamp and adorable miniature decorations she found in her grandparents' attic. Opposite the bed was the window brightening the room. In front of it was her desk and to its right, in a little nook, was her wardrobe.

But Daphne also couldn't fully blame Cleo: she'd met Margot in 10th grade while she had known Cleo since when they were kids. Any child would find reading all day boring. A straight-up form of torture.

"How have you been?" she spoke first. Cleo's face glowed even brighter as she started talking.

Amazingly bored, she said. Amazing because she's fine, no illness nor body ache or particular border to carry. Bored because, aside from Daphne, the neighbours were younger than her and therefore felt more like kids to babysit rather than people to make actual friends with. Granny started cleaning the house a month in advance, she narrated, and she helped her out on it. Said she enjoyed cleaning while listening to Granny telling stories about Daphne. It increased her excitement and her will to help Granny. She spent days here at the house with granny and never got tired. Granny tried to tell her not to worry but Cleo was just as excited. She'd spend the day cleaning and preparing and then would head home for dinner after which she'd be crocheting little cute things for the both.

"So, how was the city?" Cleo asked, starting a conversation. "Nice, in its way. Yeah, nice,"

"You've got friends you'll miss?"

Daphne chuckled and assured her she'd explore her bookshelf. Cleo giggled in response. She continued, "Do you have any specific thing to do these days?"

"No, not exactly. Why?"

Can't really blame her. You have yourself someone eagerly waiting for you despite having seen you years ago and then we talk.

Birds chirped. Dogs barked. Cutlery clicked on plates. Water hit the kitchen sink whenever someone washed their hands or rinsed a utensil.

The lunch went on like this. Laughter was the only thing you could hear. Some dad jokes here and there but all for fun. All in happiness.

Yeah, she was probably dead the whole time. Or at least a zombie.

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Reaping What You Sow :: Harvest Blessings (PAC)

hello! Star Cadets! it's been a hot minute. I hope you're all doing well. it's harvest season =D. and I wanted to do a little pac for you guys while I got a decent grip on my classes.

the reading is very simple, it's simply what is coming to you by the end of this year. harvest season if you didn't know is from... mid-september ish to the end of november. so it's fall essentially lol. I just like to call it harvest season because it's the time of the harvest! lol and it's fun to celebrate what spring and summer have gifted us as we walk into the arms of dying autumn and lonely winter.

so! choose a harvest. come sit, and be grateful for what this year has bestowed upon you. and what you have yet to recieve.

Pile 1!

The Knight of Cups, 04 of Pentacles, 03 of Pentacles, Ace of Pentacles, The Devil :: Adventure, Idyll Hours, Uncertainty

My dearest Pile 1's. you are reaping what you sow. quite literally. a lot of you worked hard this year. you have been working hard. some of you, almost obessively. I can't tell you for certain that the road is going to be a lot less bumpy from here on out. but what I can tell you is that you're going to be jumping into something worth your while.

You are accomplishing much in terms of material gains. money, stability, and in some sense, relationships. I feel like this year has had you guys tightly by the neck, and you were forced to focus on your goals. to reimagine what you wanted and most importantly how you are going about those goals.

Now, I want you to know that something big is coming your way. and unfortunately, it's going to require your patience. you may hit a bump in the road just before it comes to you, so note this as your heads up. when that disapointment comes, use that fire. because that final push is going to get you to that sweet reward.

and this is something worth waiting for. pentacle energy, and that massive capricorn energy that is brought on by that Devil swears by it. pentacle energy is slow moving. so if you are looking for a sign to keep moving, this is it.

this pile is the literal definition of reaping what you sow. working through the spring and the summer for the beautiful fall gains. to enjoy the coldness of winter knowing that you have put your heart and soul into the rewards.

Your prayers, your dedication, isn't going unheard. tested? sure. but nothing worth having comes easy. and a lot of you learned this this year. and a lot of you are going to be getting helping hands soon as well.

your advice comes from the Trees. Adventure as in, living wild and free. Idyll hours, they tell me you need to take some time to take care of yourself. rest a little bit. and uncertainty. the fog will lift eventually. it's okay to be lost right now. you may not see the rewards, but they are coming for you.

Pile 2

The Emperor, The Lovers, Knight of Wands, Page of Swords, 07 of swords, 09 of Swords || Uncertainty, Resilience, Journey

My dear, dear Pile 2's. this message is a bit mixed. for some of you, it's a very and I mean very long time coming release. the sweetest, most heartbreaking release. for others of you, it's a painful, bittersweet moment.

but for both of you it's a new beginning. it's a new passion. it's finally letting go of what doesn't feed you. it's fighting the hand that gave you poision. it's letting go lockets of old memories. it's freedom. plain and simple.

for some of you this is coming in the form of a new lover that will heal you in some way. for others, it's loving yourself enough to walk away. it's finally putting that desire back into your heart and moving on.

there's also a lot of clarity coming in. no surprises here. you know something is changing and some of you are fearing it. but do not. fearing change will only make things harder for you. You need to let go so you can step into your Emperor energy. so you can find that fight. that passion again.

Anxiety is riding high for you. and it may continue to do so as you step fully into your power. but change isn't meant to be easy. you're finally being given your chance to shine and you might be worried that you'll mess it up.

But don't be. you've been training for this. things may move quickly once you decide. and that's on purpose. move with the passion you haven't felt before. don't give that anxiety that time of day anymore. it no longer serves you.

your advice comes from the mountains. Uncertaintiy for the path ahead. but do you think the mountain crumbles to the winds? it would never. do you think the mountain can see the very stones that make its base? no. it only sees the direction ahead of him. he only sees what he needs to see and trusts the foundations he built for himself.

resilence. stand the test of time. stand against what has worked against you for so long. you are being thrusted into your power whether or not you are ready.

journey. it's okay to make mistakes. branch out if you must. there are others like you. a mountain is never alone. you are not as alone as you think. reach out and see who takes your hands.

Pile 3

Strength, the Sun, The Tower, Justice, the World, 08 of Cups, Ace of Pentacles, 05 of Pentacles :: Music, Strength, Grounded

there was a LOT that wanted to come out for this pile. a lot of you need to know that you are more powerful than you think you are. I feel like, some of you may have related to pile 2. and if that's the case, welcome.

but, for those of you who didn't click with pile 2 and are just here cause ya wanted to read it :: this message still applies.

the Harvest is quite literally, giving you the Harvest. it is giving you the strength that you need. the confidence, the silence from the chaos. there may have been some relaizations this year. and some of you really came out of your comfort zone. and for that, you are being celebrated.

and for those of you who really struggled, you are getting relief. this could be in the form of a new job for a lot of you. a raise, a new friend, something new in general is beginning for you. and it's all coming to you because you are ending a cycle.

something is ending because it has to. this doesn't have to be a painful transition. to me, this feels like a mindset. the way you perceive something is going to change. this could literally be a physical change like I mentioned.

but, I see you guys becoming stronger and people taking notice of that. I see you having more fun, and enjoying what life really has to offer. it feels like a brand new chapter. like something you guys almost gave up on is coming to you.

I don't think it's romantic, but it can be. I think..if anything this is more about you finding your home in the universe. finding where you belong, who loves you and just how successful you can really be. and this time, YOU get to make the choices.

Your advice comes from the woodland creatures. Music to inspire you by. listen to the mundane and find the magic in it. laugh with the wind and listen to your heartbeat. you are alive and just as much a part of the ecosystem as everyone and everything else. show the world what you have to offer.

strength & grounded. to be strong with your roots and to not fear the storm that you have faced and may faced. to know that you can go home if you must and retreat into yourself. to know that being emotional is okay and that you are stronger than what you fear. You know you can accomplish anything because you have. you are strong because you needed to be. you are soft because it is your act of defiance.

when your roots are deep.... as in, when you know who you are, you won't fear no howling wind. no predator. nothing will shake you. you are stepping into your power. unfathomable, unshakeable power. and nothing will stop you now.

#pac #pick a card #tarot #tarot reading #pick a pile #autumn reading #yuppp

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Discover Your Zodiac's Holi 2024 Connection: Let Your True Colors Shine

Holi, the festival of colors, is approaching, but it's more than just throwing color powders in the air. Each zodiac sign has a unique astrological connection waiting to reveal itself. Explore the celestial palette and discover how your zodiac sign influences your Holi 2024 celebration.

Aries (March 21 - April 19): Igniting the Fire

As an Arian, you connect with Holi's lively vibes through your passionate nature. Opt for vibrant reds and oranges to represent your passion and courage. Embrace the vibrant colors and celebrate the joy of Holi with spontaneity.

Taurus (April 20 - May 20): Grounded Elegance

The earthy tones of Holi's vibrant colors will calm you, Taurus. Enjoy the tranquil atmosphere and take in the splendor of nature. Inviting you to relish in life's small pleasures, let the colors showcase your refined taste.

Gemini (May 21 - June 20): Playful Conversations

For the social Gemini, Holi is a canvas for colorful conversations. Dive into the blues and yellows, mirroring your dual nature. Let the playful banter of Holi enrich your connections, creating memories as vibrant as the spectrum of colors.

Cancer (June 21 - July 22): Nurturing Bonds

As a Cancer, your nurturing instincts shine during Holi. Surround yourself with soft pinks and whites, reflecting your caring nature. This festival strengthens bonds with family and friends, creating a kaleidoscope of love and warmth.

Leo (July 23 - August 22): Regal Radiance

Leos, enjoy the radiance of Holi. Drape yourself in golds and yellows, embracing your majestic presence. Let the festival be a stage for your charisma as you shine brightly amid the vibrant hues.

Virgo (August 23 - September 22): Subtle Harmony

Virgos find harmony in the subtlety of pastels. Dive into soft blues and greens, mirroring your analytical and calm demeanor. Use Holi as a time for self-reflection, embracing the quiet beauty of the festival.

Libra (September 23 - October 22): Balancing Act

For Libras, Holi is a balancing act of colors. Based on Holi 2024 astrology predictions, choose symmetry in purples and pinks, which reflects your love for balance. Allow this festival to inspire you towards harmony across all areas of life, external or internal.

Scorpio (October 23 - November 21): Intense Depths

For Scorpios, touch upon the deep dark reds and blacks connected with Holi. Reflecting a complicated nature, let these colors mirror the mystery and passion within you. This will allow you to express yourself openly, adding depth to your Holi celebration.

Sagittarius (November 22 - December 21): Boundless Spirit

Sagittarians, allow yourselves to fly high with the yellow- ochres and orange-reds of Holi. Embrace adventurousness and use this holiday to explore new geographical and symbolic possibilities.

Capricorn (December 22 - January 19): Timeless Tradition

Capricorns find comfort in the timeless tradition of Holi. Stick to classic whites and blues, reflecting your practicality and determination. Use the festival to appreciate the enduring values that connect us through generations.

Aquarius (January 20 - February 18): Cosmic Creativity

Aquarians, bring out your cosmic creativity with the unconventional colors of Holi. Embrace purples and electric blues, symbolizing your innovative spirit. Let the festival be a canvas for your imagination to run wild.

Pisces (February 19 - March 20): Dreamy Serenity

Pisceans, immerse yourself in dreamy serenity with the soft hues of Holi. Let the gentle pinks and sea greens reflect your compassionate nature. Use the festival for introspection and connecting with your inner self.

In the cosmic dance of colors, each zodiac sign adds a unique brushstroke to the canvas of Holi. So, as you celebrate this festival of joy, let your true colors shine, guided by the celestial energies surrounding you. Visit AstrosevaTalk and connect with our top Astrologers to get your personalized Holi 2024 insights! Happy Holi!

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slightlydensedragons · 1 year

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Wandering through the glades of the Nature Reserves, you'll come across signage indication a retreat towards the garden's that make up Batcrook's menagerie of colourful characters and wonderous arrangement of lore that is always a joy to read. If you haven't taken the time to stroll on through Pod's Garden, you are surely missing out.

Oh the wonderful things I could say here, in this review. And it would not be complete without first starting with the ever amazing Pod. Seeing his character on Tumblr throughout the years, he's just one of the many faces you have curated to such a pleasant experience seeing every time. Even if you have slowed down in the years since, Bat your boy is always a delight to see. His art is amazing, and his compassion as a character is worthy of so much goodness. Pod best boy, only boy ever. As well as their Mith companion.

Only you would ever have me consider the beauty behind Snappers; and I am hard pressed not to enjoy them if their not down well. And I cannot do them well. However these three beauties; divine. Granny is first, and she is a wonderful sight. The peak of grandmother energy in this snapper lady, she would offer only the best of treats but ONLY with good behaviour. I don't know what her standards are for good behaviour but I'm sure it's not too high a standard... right?

You think Moggie has enough familiars? I don't think Moggie has enough familiars. At least not enough hybrids that she has somehow accumulated throughout her years. She is such a really good design for her occupation and lives up to her cat like appearance. In saying that, if she a crazy familiar hoarder, as opposed to a crazy cat-lady? Wouldn't honestly do her justice, let's be real.

The godliness that is Pavia's mere appearance is just. Chef kiss. Bowing at her feet and embracing the beauty that is such a perfect blend of water flight and wind. Even her name is just amaingly suiting; as a spirit herself she really just really is the definition of 'Snapper done right'. One day I hope to own a Snapper as perfect as any of these three, but it will be a day too far in the future to see. Perhaps a browse through the AH will change my mind...

Do you remember the reason I picked September? I sure don't remember, but I am very pleased by how simple of a dragon can look with an accent and a good choice of apparel. She's not too over encumbered by clothing and her genes are solid enough on their own that she remains here; appreciated and loved for her simplicity. Irishim still goes hard.

I know I said I would do only 3-5 dragons but come on. When you look at Kawataro, you really honestly want to look closer. To the fine details that make up this dragon. The vibes are solid, gives that kelpie creature like appearance that caught my gaze and held it so it wouldn't stray too far. Spirals like this just hit in such a way that leave me sort of stunned. They're usually dressed up thick and display the brightest of colours. But not this one. No he makes simple and natural look very appealing.

#fr lair review #fr dragon share #flight rising dragon share #flight rising lair review #flight rising #BATCROOKS YOURE LAIR IS ALWAYS AMAZING AAAA #I was honestly shocked you'd want one its been so long since either of us really participate in the Tumblr community #But alas here it is and here is me fawning over Pod and Granny and Moggie #You do Snapper so fucking well just mwah

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peterparkersnose · 2 years

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Eddie&Chrissy

word count: 899

warnings: none, just the domestic life of eddie and chrissy, takes place in early 2000s. Chrissy is about early mid-30s and Eddie is mid-30s. There all adults in this story :)

a/n i am so heartbroken. what could have been. duffer brothers, im coming for you. also first non y/n story, i hope you guys like it :)

summary The daily life of Eddie and Chrissy

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Chrissy awoke to her alarm clock. Nine am on the dot. She was used to her husband, Eddie, being gone so early. Work calls.

She slipped on her pink slippers that sat perfectly next to her bed. After deciding the September air was a bit too cool for her liking, she grabbed her fluffy robe off the hook that Eddie had bought her for Christmas. The floors to the old house creaked as she made her way down the hallway to check on her son.

Her son.

James Dustin Munson.

He was now three and full of energy. Chrissy was shocked to find him passed out in his bed. Flashbacks of the night before flooded through her mind. Eddie and James dancing around to Metallica. They stayed up quite late, later than James’s bed time.

Sighing at the memory, Chrissy turned to walk to her bathroom. The fresh condensation and hair products on the counter meant Eddie hadn’t been gone for long. She brushed her hair until it was smooth, then braided it down her back. Chrissy brushed her teeth, applied some deodorant, and went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

Eddie had left her some fresh coffee, still warm. She poured it in her favorite mug and began to make eggs. A three year old is very picky, so Chrissy was happy that one of his favorite foods was a good breakfast food.

While the eggs were cooking, she looked out her backyard. The beautiful green grass was covered in dew. It was due for a mow soon. James’s play balls and toys were sprawled out across the lawn. The swings in the back swayed lightly in the wind.

Her train of thought was distracted by a faint “Mama!” from upstairs. She set her coffee down and quickly tiptoed upstairs to find James sitting in the hallway.

“Good morning baby!” Chrissy cooed, outstretching her arms to the boy. He grabbed her neck swiftly, signaling he wanted to be carried. “Your getting a little too big for this, huh?” Chrissy struggled as she picked him up. “Daddy can carry me,” James complained. “Well, daddy is much stronger than me. Hm?”

James then stuck out his arms and flexed as well as a three year old could. “Wow! Very strong.” Chrissy smiled as she set him down in his high chair.

As James was eating and watching the Sesame Street on the small tv in the kitchen, Chrissy snuck upstairs to get dressed. She pulled on her pink sweatpants with a white hoodie.

During the day Chrissy took care of the house. That particular day she cleaned the kitchen, picked up the backyard and dusted. James followed her around the whole time, trying to imitate his mother by helping. His helping turned into him just playing with his outside toys and his power ranger action figures.

Eddie came home around 5:30 every day. He barely graduated high school, so after school he got a corporate job that he’s held for about ten years. It made good money. Chrissy and James lived comfortably, and that’s all that mattered.

His fluffy hair was extra frizzy today. He hated the pony tail he had to wear, he wished he could just let it hang out as he did. But you have to maintain a certain look for corporate.

“I’m home!” Eddie sang loudly through the whole house. He dropped his briefcase next to the door like he did every day. There was wear beginning to form on the floor from the habit.

“Daddy!” James called out, rushing to the front door like he did every day. Eddie picked him up in his arms and hugged him, spinning him around. Laughs erupted from the boy. That was one of Eddie’s favorite sounds.

“Where’s mommy?” Eddie asked, ripping the hair tie out of his hair and flinging it across the room. “In here!” Chrissy yelled from the kitchen.

“Something smells good,” Eddie said, kissing Chrissy on the cheek. “Casserole?” he asked, wrapping his arms around her waist as she prepared the food. He put his face into the crook of her neck, smelling her iconic Britney Spears perfume.

The three of them ate at there kitchen table together. James went on about a bug he found outside today, and Eddie was intrigued. Chrissy reminded him to put his hair products away in the morning. Eddie described the traffic jam on the way to work that was just awful.

Eddie decided to put James to bed. He gave his son a bath and dressed him in his red and blue striped pajamas. Chrissy could hear all the voices Eddie was making and all the dramatic sounds he would use to narrate James’s books. Her heart swooned, knowing she married one of the best guys out there.

She put on the tv in their room and decided on a detective show. Eddie eventually showed up after James had fallen asleep.

“My love,” he said, entering the room. He grabbed Chrissy’s hand and kissed it. “Any plans for tonight?” he asked. Chrissy yawned and embraced him as he jumped in bed. “Just you,” she smiled, wrapping her arm around her husband’s waist. Eddie sighed in relief as he settled into bed. Chrissy moved her head on his chest as he wrapped his arm around her.

“I love you Chris,” Eddie sighed, relishing in his life.

“I love you too, Ed.”

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