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chantiying · 18 days

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Welcome to your fairytale where the only rule is let your imagination go wild

Hi, it's Chanty (I feel like this name resonates more with me rn) Today, I have a fairytale for you. How to choose? Close your eyes, imagine yourself surrounded by thousands of fairies, let these little creatures to lead you to their world, then choose either the image or fairy you feel more drawn to

If you are ready then let's jump into the fairies land

Remember tarot is not set on stone and you can change your path whenever you want. This is for entertainment purposesThis reading is general so if it doesn't resonate with you just let it go

PILE 1

Welcome to your story little stranger. You were born in a port, where you had to fight against everything you loved and get away from there. You are a brave adventurer with your heart always on your sleeve. You left your home where there were seas, oceans, seagulls & boats to reach a place in the mountains, where you will begin to discover yourself. You will see that the world is bigger than you thought, your perceptions about life will change. One day, walking through the countryside of that new town, a woman will change your perception of what life is, what love is, what freedom is. What you had always believed in will collapse, you will feel lost, you will cry, you will miss what you used to be, what you were, what you knew, but from that encounter your internal conflicts will be removed and understood, and your faith will have new foundations. You will feel glad to have spoken to her, to have asked her for maybe an address? Or a price? Or even the time. From that moment your motivation will be to see life as she sees it, your motivation will be to go out, smell the fresh air, the grass, the flowers, even the smell of the market. See the sky, the landscape, the clouds go by. You will miss the sea but the land will keep you anchored, which is what you needed, which is why you decided to start a new life

Your days will pass, your luck will change, you will be successful but then one day, when you look in the mirror, you will understand why you feel tired, because despite living well, you have never felt complete. The villain of your story will take action and look directly at you through the mirror. Why? It's me? Did I forget you? You will murmur while your memories of the sea, the fish, your family, of you, pass through your mind. The laughter as a child, how you dreamed of conquering the world, the promises you made to your parents, friends and siblings, all that comes back to you, your eyes crystallize and suddenly you feel tiny before the world again. Someone knocks on the door is your messenger, he informs you that there is a traitor in your castle, someone close to you has stolen the most precious things you had "running away" is the first thing that goes through your mind instead of fighting "RUNNING AWAY" is not the first time you will do it, will you stay to fight? No. "I want to go home" you say to the surprise of your server, I want to go home, you repeat once again, I want to see my family. You pack your things on a day of the waxing moon

Winter is about to come, the snow is about to fall but the only thing you think about is looking for a new rainbow on the horizon, the only thing that matters to you is starting over in a new place. Because as the years go by you still don't forget what that woman you met that spring told you. The seasons have passed, you are now in a big cage, fly little bird, look for your freedom, because your peace is in building a new home in every place you go. You will always have people celebrating your victories, your father, your friends, your colleagues. Everyone understands that you were born to sow, harvest and go to a new field to sow new seeds. What you are looking for is found by moving away from the problem, the magic that the fairies gave you is in letting go and waiting for your wishes to come true. That woman, that fairy that you found in the past, was just the beginning of your path, she was your teacher, she was your inspiration so that you could free yourself from everything that is gone, so that you would run with the wolves, so that you would be master of the sea, mountains and forests, so that you would finally understand that moving away is part of your freedom, that growing up sometimes makes you smaller, but even being small you can conquer whatever you set your mind to, that your greatest enemy is you, that the solution is not to stay tied, that you can build bridges and cross them with your friends but sometimes you must leave the bridge and take the road on your own, that it is you and your independence creating new relationships and that your hope is to collect all the colors of the rainbow, the pot of gold is not so important to you, but the lightning that bathes you when you arrive at what will be your new home, your freedom

Cancer, Aquarius, Gemini, Pisces, Leo rainbow, Beaches, Places with ports or mountains (whether you were born there or want to live in a place like that or it is where you find peace of mind) Sociable, Fish or Birds as pets. LGBT? People who struggle to let others/things go

PILE 2

Oh little creature, you are a warrior, strong, determined, with an implacable character (or at least that's what you want to appear to your family), "should I go?" You ask yourself from time to time. One night, while everyone is asleep, your magical adventure begins, you then take a book, press it between your hands while you watch the lamps from your window, "should I go?" You ask again and unconsciously use that book as an oracle. The answer comes to you. Then, you go to sleep, you let sleep take over you. The rays come through your window waking you up, it doesn't bother you, since you have decided what you will do: you will give up. But you will not give up on your dreams, nor will you give up on your ideals, you will give up on feeling the way you have been feeling, you will give up on the pain, the tiredness, you will give up on feeling alone and after that, you will realize the power that it has. nature for you. Before you had resolved your conflicts by crying at night, you had fought against them in your dreams, you had tried hard to feel the pain on your skin but this morning you had decided that it was no longer going to be like that. You gave a light smile to the people who were at home, you took your backpack and went for a walk down the street, the weather was perfect and the sun's rays caressed your skin, as if it were your father delicately touching your face, making sure you felt him next to you. Soon you felt a little sad, why did those women treat you so badly? Why did they seem to despise you? What was the evil that you did? Why did they claim that you were the one who ruined them? You hadn't done anything, at least not deliberately, but still, you couldn't please them. You are about to cry again, your aimless steps take you to a large tree, you are impressed by its magnitude, how tall it is, but you do not feel small, but rather protected. You sit leaning your back on its trunk, you take out the book or a notebook and the doors to the magical world open again for you

You have found the point where the fairies gather, they dance happily while you immerse yourself even further in your thoughts that are no longer bad but healing. You remember when you had a family that in your opinion was happy, you remember dad's arrival, the affection, a golden halo covers all those memories, the smile spreads on your face "I will have a home full of love" you promise yourself.

Time passes and you keep your promise, that day it wasn't your imagination but your power of divination. Now you are everything they told you you could never be, you are beautiful, you are kind, generous and an example for those who love you. Sometimes you have bad days, sometimes you have problems, but everything you experienced taught you how to draw your sword and fight your enemies. Your dark days and that hand that was extended to you that day you were reading under the tree, have been your allies. You are still of unbreakable character but now you do not pretend it but rather attach it to your emotions as a whole. You no longer cry yourself to sleep, you no longer mark your skin, now you appreciate every day and the opportunities it gives you, because those who had hurt you received what they deserved. You understood that it was not right to normalize what they did to you, or what you did to yourself, you turned pain into light, you wrote your wishes in your journal and you were grateful because they came true.

Trees, Nature, Parks, Libra, Aries, Pisces. Forests, Green, Blue, White and Purple, Journal, "Find the answer in a book" "Write down your fears" Lamps, Activist, Environmentalist, Healing through plants, Shadow work, mommy issues, "I love you"

PILE 3

This is the story of a wise man who with his words gave peace to those who consulted him about their indecision. It was magic, it was freedom, it was calm, it was hope, it was a miracle. It was written in his life story that he would be a courageous human being, who would face any problem by giving it a real solution. He was a transformer of lives but he was afraid to transform his own, but that day came... His worst fear: change, arrived in the form of a warm, pleasant and charming young person. He could not do anything but fall for them, he fell in love. His powers and wisdom disappeared. Confusion reigned in his head, he felt bad, he felt miserable, he felt like things had slipped out of his hands. Why had he fallen in love? Why had he given his heart? That was not his mission, his mission was to be a counselor, to share his wisdom and words with others, his mission was not to live but to serve... Then a day, one of the two left and no, it wasn't the other person but the wise one. He took the pieces of his heart, almost all of them, and decided to go to a new place to find peace and he achieved it.

The days, months and perhaps years passed, his recognition, powers and wisdom returned, he felt happy, he was an advisor to privileged people, he had a name with golden letters. There was a celebration, everyone was dancing, laughing, drinking and our wise man had a smile on his face but his soul felt desolate. He felt like a part of him was dying, tears rolled down his cheeks, he apologized and went out to the garden to get some fresh air, that pain became bigger, he couldn't contain it anymore and he let out the tears that he had held back for years, is it worth? the pain? He asked himself. He had left the one he loved alone so as not to transform who he was, but now he realized that transforming was part of life, of his life: passion, emotion, love, tears, all of that was part of his being and he couldn't bottle all those feelings for his entire life, he had to let them flow, and then, not only would he be a wise man of words, he would surrender to the transformation and now he would be a teacher, a magician, a whole. But he had to face his secrets, his fears, his shadow. He had to learn from his past, he had to embrace his self that had been hidden, he had to learn not to fear change and flow with it.

The process was chaotic, sometimes he wanted to go back to being who he was, sometimes he woke up wanting to explore his other versions, sometimes there was light, sometimes darkness, sometimes he just wanted to be in bed, forget who he was, but sometimes he wanted to use his magic, play an instrument, dance barefoot and watch the water drops fall creating colors as they crash on the ground. He always had the world in his favor, but, because of his fears, he never realized it, he thought that they only used him or needed him, he thought that they only approached him because of his wisdom. He never imagined that they were going because of the peace he transmitted, because of his gaze, because of the admiration and respect they felt, because of the inspiration he exerted. Sometimes he forgot that magic existed, that he was magic, that he was light and he was protection. He has not yet become the magician he should be, he has not yet mastered it, he still has doubts and setbacks, he is still sometimes afraid to feel, to love. He still sometimes thinks that he was born to serve and not to live. But life will show him (show you) again that nothing stays the same forever and that the only thing that is certain is change.

Scorpio, Taurus, Capricorn, Virgo, Sagittarius. Fear of change, Red, A Party, Lost love, The Past, maybe some of you are LGBT, Tea or Coffee, Avoidant Attachment, The friend who gives good advice, Teachers or your career has to do with education or sharing your advice, listening, Speak Now by Taylor Swift pop out to my mind

Ok, this is it, thank you for reading me and I hope it resonates with you (I was about to cry bcus I wrote this like three times and for a variety of reasons I needed to pause it and I don't know why but the post wasn't saved for those three times 🫠 I don't know if it was a sign of the universe and I just kept being stubborn 🙂)

Anyway, see you all next time

Alic (Chanty) 🪽

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raxistaicho · 9 months

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Something I feel is key to any discussion about why Jeralt might have acted so severely when it comes to Rhea is his personal experience with the woman, what he thinks of her, what he feels he owes her, and what she did for him that she didn't do for others, including Sitri.

In the first support with Rhea we learn from her personally that Jeralt would likely describe her as "frightening" and that she sincerely doubts Jeralt would ever call her "incredible." She's also hurt by the truth that he never mentioned her. Jeralt himself wrote that he thought the world of Rhea, but there is also significant evidence to suggest that Rhea is not close with anyone but Byleth. Catherine's jealousy of Byleth, Rhea's admission of lonliness, and Archbishop Rhea's event in Fire Emblem Heroes all speak to intentional personal isolation. Jeralt was probably about as close to Rhea as Catherine was. They don't actually know her, just her authority, strength, and how she saved them. (Faerghus born. You do as your leader tells you and dedicate yourself to them fully.)

300+ years by Rhea's side. Garreg Mach has existed for nearly 1000 years. Sitri is attempt 11 at creating a vessel for the Goddess. (12 is a significant number in this game, as it also relates to the Nemesis having 11 Elites, 10 known and 1 secret, Edelgard having 11 siblings, 10 known and 1 step sibling, and putting Byleth at 13th for the vessels, which breaks the trend, but still maintains associations with the Olympians, bad luck, betrayal, and the Death tarot card indicating a need for change just like with Sylvain.) Thematic trivia aside, even at 1 vessel every 100 years, Jeralt was witness to 3 attempts, possibly 4 (Sitri) at using Sothis' Crest Stone to create a vessel.

We don't know too much about the others, whether their lives were akin to Sitri's or if they died at birth, or even if they lived full lives. Two of those options, and assuming Rhea got better at making vessels over time, means Jeralt likely met some of them. This was, as stated by Rhea, her mission after all. That and keeping Fodlan at peace so she could bring Sothis back to it.

Jeralt doesn't seem the kind to really give a shit about the arcane or experimentation in general. I doubt he knows what the hell has been happening the whole time he's been alongside Rhea. He just knows that she is something very powerful. He warns Byleth not to trust her, and granted this is right after returning to Garreg Mach after running away because he doesn't trust her, it's equally important to recognise why Jeralt went back after all this time. He knows he doesn't have a choice. Alois found him and clocked that he has a child. That guy has a big mouth and Rhea would absolutely find out. Refusing her isn't something within his power to do or he wouldn't have stolen away into the night in the first place.

He doesn't really object to what the Church is doing, he did it for long enough, but he knows that he's outclassed by Rhea and doesn't have the power to refuse her. That's why he faked Byleth's death and informed Rhea before leaving instead of just taking the kid and running. (We know Jeralt doesn't leave until after the fire has been quelled because he is the one to tell her the news of Byleth's death.) She would have stopped them.

So what DOES Jeralt know about Rhea and her experimentation?

Well, a big thing is that Jeralt is very aware that he should be dead. That he died in a battle as a young man saving Rhea from death.

Rhea says that Jeralt was mortally wounded, and we don't know enough about what (pure) Nabatean blood can actually do to a person to say either way if a person needs to be alive for the resurrection to work, but the Elites and Nemesis were definitely dead if that helps confuse matters. (I mention pure Nabatean blood to disqualify Seteth, Flayn, and Seteth's brothers. We know for a fact that Rhea is directly related to Sothis, but neither Seteth, his brothers, or Flayn state a definite relationship to Rhea like they do with each other, or state a direct relationship to Sothis as Rhea does.)

Jeralt feels like he owes his life to Rhea right up until the events with Sitri and Byleth. She did save him after all and Faerghus goes a long way to instill ideas of eternal loyalty to a ruler/leader.

He knows, personally and for a fact that Rhea can bring people back from near death. Mortally wounded. Something seen as beyond exceptional in a world where 1hp is fixed up with healing magic no problem and Miracle exists. It also gave him a Major Crest. Something Jeralt doesn't seem as very keen on mentioning and definitely didn't make him start acting like one of the Goddess' chosen. He likely knew something was up even then, but not what it was.

Coupled with 300 years of working alongside a woman who also doesn't age, perpetuates a history of Crests being granted by the Goddess, which contradicts his lived experience, and the knowledge that Rhea is essentially an arbiter on who lives and who dies even from wounds so fatal that Faith magic was a lacking intervention. He's probably asking himself...

Why is Sitri dead?

What the hell could have happened in there that the Archbishop of over 300 years, the Goddess' most dedicated servant couldn't use Faith magic to prevent? What happened in there that was so severe the method Rhea used to save him all those years ago wasn't viable? Why didn't Rhea save his wife? He's been her Captain for several centuries! Sitri was akin to a daughter to Rhea! (Something very uncommon.) What profane thing could have stopped *her* from getting her way?

Then there's the matter of Byleth's heartbeat, how they don't cry, how they don't emote or fuss, or anything at all. Not to mention the fact that Byleth might possibly have a scar over their chest.

What does "traded her life for" *actually* mean? He doesn't know about the Crest Stone, but he knows Rhea can do *something* to save a life. But why would that be necessary? The line sounds like the death in childbirth was the exchange, but that shouldn't have killed someone in Rhea's care. Not according to all the information he has.

She has to have done something. He doesn't know what it is, but Rhea made the choice to exchange Sitri's life for Byleth's and now she's covetous of the child, telling Jeralt not to worry and having them watched.

Jeralt mentioning how Rhea reacted to Byleth's death is also telling.

"Lady Rhea was in a state over the news."

Lady Rhea wasn't in a state over Aelfric's death, or Jeralt's. I expect she wasn't in a state over Sitri's not because she doesn't care about her as much as she does Byleth, but due to the circumstances of Sitri's death, it was a request out of love.

So if Rhea is known to be hard to crack, and Jeralt believes her to be terrifying, and Rhea believes Jeralt should think she's terrifying, what other "states" does Rhea have? It must have been significant for Jeralt to be shaken and Rhea to understand that reaction even from someone who thought the world of her. It's probably nothing as severe as turning into the Immaculate One. But Rhea just lost access to her mother's Crest Stone. *The* thing she needs to bring Sothis back. The reason she's doing all of this! Echoes of "give it back" ring in my mind. She definitely did well to not degenerate right then. Possibly because Byleth's body would still be in Garreg Mach, and then later when she realised the deception, out there in the world guarded by the man who kept her safe for 300 years and loved his child enough to fake their death. The same man who cared for Sitri. Rhea would have needed to wait for Byleth to grow up anyway, and she, Jeralt and Byleth have nothing but time.

Back to Jeralt specifically. The veritable necromancer in his life didn't save his wife during a childbirth, seems to want to keep Byleth close, which can't be because they're Sitri's child otherwise, why not just save Sitri, y'know? So Sitri needed to die and Byleth is even stranger than their mother was.

Sitri also didn't emote to anyone but Jeralt (Crest of Seiros), but Byleth isn't emoting even for him. (*Heavy bias* but the trigger for Byleth was probably the proximity of another Crest of Flames.) So his child is even stranger than their mother, maybe even in the same way as the other vessels he incidentally met over the years.

Really the only conclusion Jeralt can draw is that Rhea did something to Byleth and Sitri. Traded their lives. Something beyond healing magic or whatever thing Rhea did to him. Something immense, beyond even the baseline be already has for her capable of granting an extended life and Crest. Something that might have been the reason Sitri could never leave the monastery. She was unwell, but Jeralt is a very capable man. Byleth seemed healthy, but the Church didn't seem willing to let them go.

It's not at all a stretch, even with the little Jeralt actually knows, to assume Rhea did something profound.

Not divine. At least not in any way she advertises.

Did she swap their souls? Something like that?

Did he find it strange later in life that Byleth didn't manifest his Crest of Seiros? Even if he didn't buy into the Goddess blessing, he must know through sheer exposure that Crests are inherited and that the further the bloodlines get from those originally "blessed" the likelihood goes down. As someone personally "blessed" with a Major Crest, Byleth not having one is an oddity itself.

Maybe that's what kept him away.

Jeralt didn't just leave. He stayed away. He stayed away for two decades, making the choice not to return every time he thought about it.

This wasn't just about whatever Rhea did, it was also about what Rhea might have done to Byleth, trapping them in Garreg Mach like she did to their mother, his wife.

And he was right. He saw the writing on the wall perfectly. Rhea actually giving such a shit about Byleth's "death" confirmed it in his mind. Rhea did something forbidden (confirmed by Seteth in FEH) and his child was the subject. He's even still fearful and that's why he lies to Rhea at first. "This is not Sitri's child. I know you care about them being Sitri's child. This isn't about me." Is basically what he's saying.

Make whatever excuses you will, but Rhea wasn't not going to try and have Sothis brought out in Byleth just because they stayed at the Monastery.

Imagine if Rhea had been the one to hear Byleth was dreaming of the war with Nemesis?

That kid is never ever leaving those halls. Jeralt be damned.

I think Rhea is a fantastic character, she's amazing, third only to Byleth and Edelgard in my mind. But don't for one second think her intention isn't Sothis first, Byleth second. That's why we went to the Holy Tomb.

Jeralt wasn't irrational. Rhea isn't suddenly "right" because the ritual with the throne didn't work. We actually don't even know if that's the case or if Sothis just beat Rhea to the punch and gave herself up to Byleth before the reverse was made to happen.

Her intention to have Sothis overtake Byleth was the thing Jeralt was detecting. The feasibility of that act is secondary to Rhea's sudden possible human sacrifice of the woman he loved. If someone looks like they're going to murder you, you don't say "let's see how this plays out." You take precautions, and his theory was validated enough by Rhea's reaction to Byleth's faked death and was enough to keep him away every day afterwards.

If the ritual at the Holy Tomb had worked, killing Jeralt might have been the Slither's most colossal fuck up, because he might have been the only person besides Edelgard to have enough knowledge to even think about intervening.

Bonus Jeralt theory. Jeralt doesn't align with any nation anymore. He doesn't wear any of their colours. However, the closest match is the Alliance. Why? Well, Jeralt was born over 300 years ago and served the Faerghus military, however, his homeland very well might have been one of the ones that broke off into the Alliance after he had already joined Rhea.

Since he then goes on to live in Remire, Jeralt could be one of the only characters to have relevant ties to all three nations.

The separation of his homeland from the Kingdom might also has served to make him disinterested in the idea of sovereignty or the idea that Fodlan even has nations worth mentioning since they can just *change* whenever. Again, something we see happen in the game itself as Fodlan reunifies in what would have been his lifespan had Kronya not cut it... long? Either way, it explains why he does not care where he was from or bother to explain anything to Byleth, it's all immaterial if you live long enough. (Which also reflects Rhea's view of Fodlan.)

(Apologies for writing you another novel. I hope you don't mind, I'm incapable of brevity. I just think the idea Jeralt overreacted with the amount of context he had about Rhea's abilities, especially since he was 100% correct, is silly. Also the Crest of Seiros is The High Priestess and that's all about trusting your intuition, which is what he did, and he dies soon after he second-guesses his decision. Theming!)

Nah, don't worry, that was all very interesting! :) Thanks for sharing your thoughts and analysis!

#fire emblem three houses #edelgard discourse #edelgard positive #jeralt reus eisner #rhea #byleth eisner #sitri

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haus-der-mysterionmusen · 3 months

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What Tarot Card Are You?

Wheel of Fortune

Examine the luck, good or bad, that you have experienced over the past 6 months. I don’t speak of the luck of the world, or of others, but of your own. Would you like it to change? The question won’t affect the change, but it must be asked regardless. If you passed a crumpled 20 dollar note on the street, would you pick it up? If you passed a small child? If you passed a 10 cent coin? Throw the coin into the ocean and make a wish. Would you like some change?

"Lächerlich! Luck is for those idiots without skill, my success comes down to my skill and training in other words I make my own luck!"

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The Empress

You are only independent insofar as you have others to care for. This makes you dependent in your independence. They want your knowledge, your skills, your talents, your affection. What can they give in return? “Teeth” is not an acceptable answer, nor is “keeping the shadows to the corners”, nor is “glory”, nor is “love”. There is no acceptable answer, no gift of a magnitude which can match the thing you know, which is that they are taking from you. They are stealing from you. You should stop them from doing that, darling. You only have so much to give. You are not infinite, and when they have taken their last they will remind you of that. My advice is this: give enough to keep them at bay, but be careful. Their teeth can turn on you too. There is no easier way to make an animal dangerous than by feeding it.

"It's not like I'm playing the hero for them. I don't need praise for love from others. I've just have to keep fighting because it's what I do."

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The Lovers

Your lover’s back does not look quite the same this morning. No one else would notice the difference, if there even is a difference, but you could swear they have more vertebrae than usual. Something in the breathing, as you stare at them in the morning light. The light in the kitchen is just as warm as it always is, the coffee just as hot, but you cannot meet your lover’s eyes. They kiss you on the forehead, go off to work, shake their keys on the way out as they always do. Did they eat anything this morning? Did they speak? Of course they did. You’re probably losing your mind. You would call your friends to ask, if you had any friends left. You don’t, of course, haven’t for months. You only need each other. You only need them. You haven’t spoken to anyone in months. You count the notches on their back. You watch them breathe. You pray they don’t turn around.

"You make me sound like some battered wife ha ha ha. If you really think about it it's Shuichi whose the wife in our relationship."

Stolen from @onlyheartaches

tagging: @daughterofdiya @uc-aces @lone-prayer @countlessrealities and whoever else wants a go.

#long post #tag games #Muse - Asuka #Muse - Nagi #Muse - Clair

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rosenfey · 1 year

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i got struck by the sudden oc x oc brainrot so i made a cypoo oc for wanda to kiss >:3c

his name is damien latour and he’s an ex-corpo; being the heir of a prestigious corporate company, he was raised with the sole purpose of succeeding his father. damien’s mother died under mysterious circumstances while he was still a child and his father never treated him with any warmth, so their relationship was quite strained to say the least. after damien discovers it was actually his father who caused his mother’s death, he murders his father and stages his own death, using stolen inheritance money to undergo an extensive facial surgery to completely change his appearance. he earns his living as a synth piano player and artist by day, and a hired merc by night. he meets wanda while wandering the city after an especially rough night, stumbling into misty’s esoterica where she works, and asks for a tarot reading; he eventually starts visiting more often just to see her and the two grow way closer than he would imagine

#oc: damien latour #hes my pathetic meow meow bastard son and i LOVE him so much #i missed oc x oc so much its so much fun creating blorbos and then making them kims!!! im so excited to develop him more #hnhnhnn soft pink girlie and her emotional support bastard that is very soft on her eughghghg

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morgansmornings · 5 months

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Quiz: What Tarot Card are You?

Your Result: The Sun Light follows behind your heels. The daylight yields to your shining face. It is difficult to compare such radiance to anything but the Sun. Bright and warm, people seem to gravitate toward you for your neverending optimism and the positivity you exude. But it tires you, doesn't it? The constant smiles, the ceaseless extension of yourself? Does it not make you burn? Do not allow yourself to fizzle out. NUMBER: 19 UPRIGHT: positivity, fun, warmth, success, vitality REVERSED: inner child, feeling down, overly optimistic

Tagged by/Stolen From: @bewitchingbaker Tagging: Be Pirates.

#More Memes for the Meme Gods | Memes

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multiverseofmisfits-backup · 7 months

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What's Your Tarot Card?

the sun

light follows behind your heels. the daylight yields to your shining face. it is difficult to compare such radience to anything but the sun. bright and warm, people seem to gravitate toward you for your neverending optimism and the positivity you exude. but it tires you, doesn't it? the constant smiles, the ceaseless extension of yourself? does it not make you burn? do not allow yourself to fizzle out.

NUMBER: 19

UPRIGHT: positivity, fun, warmth, success, vitality

REVERSED: inner child, feeling down, overly optimistic

Tagged Stolen from: @hcttrick

Tagging: YOU!

#** recreational activities ** (dash games)#*** traveler from afar *** (maya)

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janeromeroshow · 6 months

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WHICH TAROT ARE YOU.

the sun

NUMBER: 19

UPRIGHT: positivity, fun, warmth, success, vitality

REVERSED: inner child, feeling down, overly optimistic

( stolen from @blxxditout )

#ooc.#dash games.#musing.

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xavierplympton1984moves · 1 year

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What Tarot Card are you?

the sun

Stolen from: @enigmaticlook Tagged: Everyone

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solardick · 3 months

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The emperor.

Nn-Νν-Ии-Йй-Ηη-

Й-y. И-and-i(e) in its pronunciation for english.

ЯR-vи

Operation affirmation of restitution.

Η-lovers, η-eta. Eta- this is.

He-no/isn’t. On-he

H is an n.

η of its greek name starts win an E.

Its association to introduction is one of the few minuscule letters to change form.

Though it’s easy to criticize. When one is already set in stone. By the atrocities committed by one’s forefathers. One says no, its not ok. And fights against it. Strengthening itself by weakening the other. Which on other hands would say the same.

The first tome i sat in a car it was my right hand that wanted to drive and my left that wanted to shift. So i drive the automatic.

The play of words here is the conception of the left hand of severity and the right hand of mercy.

San affirmation of severity coupled by addition and introduction to strength and its reflection of judgement to negation of He countered by significance of self. And it’s role of dealing with multiple states of affairs.

To keep pace the russians took full advantage of the Ww’s to drastically catch up with the leftern hemisphere’s industrial revolution of severity. Over taxing the populace and normalizing a functioning night life, (later establish by “touching” the moon.) Becoming a world super power.

Its no different than raping and pillaging the native american populace. With the mustard gas equivalent of small pox.

The emperor is given an F. For Fucker and Failure. And F is red. Not for Fun and Family. For and From. Intent and recognition….. it doesn’t work. F speaks of a failure or recognition from the inside out. Flue, fluent, flute, fluke. Fly! Kill it!!!

FLY. Emperor,(feminine/feline). The hermit, seclusion. Y judgement. And the descent of swatting! Back!

A fly portent, is entrapment, vulnerability of becoming entangled caught in a web. On the wisdom side of the hermit. Well, if one bothered to listen to a fly. They show dead ends. Warnings and redirection of attention onto critical matters of import.

Unlike, what eventually becomes, crows. Is the damage. Already done. Killing a a fly of wisdom, leaves a carcass of ones Flesh to be vultured. With viscous intent and the satisfaction from released carnage.

The night a fly first came to me the sky images a horsemen, and a magic moon radiating a spider’s web. It was quite to experience. An experiemce which seem to defy reality as something without a social living force.

What is it? Who does it work? Can i affect it? Control it? I want that power. And yet, fear it. Like a pup to a thunderstorm.

Perhaps its because for most people they fear the nukes. A power, seemingly, stolen from reality and held over the world with a threat. For them. Its not the same.

Save for a fly buzzing on one’s concentration as a reflection and the purposeful intent of keeping one in a wrecked chaotic state. Runs counter the notion of rightful karma towards a notion of ignorance and biased conception. To be repeativevly and consistently driven so low, for so many years, that the only salvation becomes suicide. The F Ф down the middle. As the septer and the people. A rod of severity in the hand of mercy and the apple of mercy in the hand of severity. It breaks down the associations of the negativity in the F and the funny of the E-fool being sent on his way.

Unions. Are a minusculed capital. On every fool act leading to harm, combined to the emperor is another law enacted. All these little laws multiply ad nausium. Choking out, the youthful child.

Man is tarot trashy.

As long as im single and alone and manipulated. Im goign to continue smoking. As ling as im settounded by a bunch of perverts, drg addicts/dealers, criminals. Femenist elitists. And people who cant say two shits to me. Im going to continue smoking. Since i am my envirenment and this environemt sucks too much devil cock for me to function.

The cops are-where in on it. The social health establishment are-where in on it. Thr postmen are in on it. Everyone inknew is/wasnin on it. Company leaders are/was in on it. Theres nothing to do. But languish. Cant even go to work, get a coffee, use social media. Im just here to be used.

What so i can take on the sum, total karma of my entire family while they fdont have to. Fuck off.

Whats next? I am going to be tossed back into the gutter beaten on, destabilized, drugged up again. For the sheer convenience of raping me somemore? Wonder what stability and a sense of sexurity feels like. Going on 39 years. Still dont know. But thats ok because the environwmt. Doea a great job at keeing the self-destructive in overstock.

In my walking distance alone. I got 1, 2,3,4 “gas stations” a hard alchohol dispensary. And a drug dispensary. And more sugar than i am capable of digesting in an entire lifetime. And an dozen other places i can by cigareets at. Like the grocery stores and conveinence stores. I cant walk down my neighborhood and find plenty of roaches on the ground. Most tv media is full of sexual conditioning. Plenty of them start off in a healthy fashion, and then gradually lead into gay/lesbo motivations and support. South/northen american tv is a little safer.

The war on drugs was a joke. All that money for prevention? What? I could go buy a hightimes magizine in my local convirnce store and order the seeds i need to grow my own drugs. Fuck all of you.

Saved so to speak by a nurse and her deaf daughter. Offering me a lift home. As for a Pisces moon. And the results of a portent to extend into the future needs of being taken care of due to too much toxicity. Which seems only likely. In a hospital bed. Where they are paid to do so. Better off soending a life savings on escort services to be lied to.

So it seems the playlist plays out true. Adapting to the positive aspects which was put down at the end as a means of over endulgence into self -destructive acts based upon the lunar-nizing of the cultrural heritage. Mornings are the worst.

Even though with the latest attack using the female. Its been theming lately with positivity in aftermath. Theres a desire of trust here, in knowing the future isnt doomed to BS. 38 years of history say differently.

She being a mother figure. And another girl i crossed whom seemed numbed and depressed. She was pretty. Too. I said good morning, she saw, turned her head a couple degrees. Which means she barely acknowledged at all. and continued walking. I felt bad. I wanted to cheer her up. And we left at the same time. My own mother was against healthcare. All fire. No water. We’ve never really spoke and everytime i tried. I just ended up being beaten on. I have no love for her. There’s no “Poor mother”. Other than the empathy i cant afford to give her. No woman. You never loved me. And its not something im allowed to have.

So we created a script and its being reflected back. 🙄 as usual. And thats, done. Finnish. Replay the list. A mute and loss. The moon and suffering.

#tarot #tarotblr #qwerty #the emperor #russia

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Justice. Golden Art Nouveau Tarot

Making Right. Note: In historical decks, the trumps of Strength and Justice are numbered XI and VIII, respectively. In order to conform with Kabbalistic associations, their numbering was exchanged in the nineteenth century by the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn (the magical order to which Arthur Edward Waite originally belonged). When we crave justice, it’s because something has gone awry—become uneven—in our world. Something is owed, lacking, broken, stolen, lost. Like the capuchins, we’re hoping that we, or others we love, will get their due. When we seek justice, we’re typically seeking restoration. We want to be made whole. The trump card Justice, however, points us to the deep and abiding difficulties in this mindset. What would it mean to truly be made whole? In the Tarot, traditional iconography depicts Justice as a deity or monarch. (Justice is actually one of the four cardinal virtues.)Justice wields both a balance and a sword. From the perch of the dais on high, Justice offers the true measurement of all things. All things find their place and are regulated in terms of a just and cosmic order—a divine sense of balance. At the same time, the sword allows Justice to discriminate, to carve out the distinctions that enable the divine balancing act. If we’re going to weigh one thing against another, we’re going to have to cleave this from that. The act of Justice requires a capacity for discernment and fine divisions. Justice must slice the world into its various shades of gray so that any given action, any given deed, can be seen according to its true colors. But, in truth, how can I measure one moment against another? The Hebrew Bible famously identifies justice as the exchange of an eye for an eye. But can we truly adequately compensate for any loss, for any moment of suffering?

Do I tell the four-year-old who’s brokenhearted because they’ve lost their doll to get over it, it’s just a doll? Do I tell someone who’s lost a child that they will recover? What would it mean to recover from that kind of loss? What does it mean to recover from any kind of loss? Suffering is suffering. Forms of suffering are all incommensurable. Now is the time to forgo our efforts to leverage our world—to quit trying to justify our errors, balance out our losses, find solace by placing the burden of blame on somebody else’s shoulders. Apparently even monkeys can feel wronged and seek justice. But justice isn’t a thing to be sought. It isn’t something we can know or enshrine. Justice isn’t a divine force. It’s just the distinctly human activity of doing right, as best we can, and facing whatever comes next. Justice isn’t something from on high that we uncover. Justice is ours to make or break. It’s up to us to make the world right. What, even now, is calling for wholeness and restoration? Without leveraging anything, without trying to trade in this gain for that loss, how might you meet this moment of decision? How might you help your world regain its sense of rightful balance? Lisa Freinkel Tishman

#Justice #tarot #major arcana #Golden Art Nouveau Tarot

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icanseethefuture333 · 9 months

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your tarot reading for olivia and taylor was honestly disappointing to read, it's very obvious that you are biased negatively towards olivia... i mean, she was 17 when it happened after years of idolising her favourite singer... you're not a reliable reader, you let your bias show so strongly. really disappointing and low

If y'all don't get out my damn inbox with this shit. IDGAF! I've been nice and I clarified the first time, but now I am pissed off. If you wanna be bold and slander my character, then come off anon and do it. I have been doing readings since I was 17. That's 5 years of practice!!! The anon asked a question and I did the reading, plain and simple. If you have such a problem with it then take it up with them. It is so convenient for people to attack tarot readers when they are literally bending over backwards everyday to entertain your ungrateful asses with little to no pay. From PACs to personal free readings to celebrity readings, etc, but you think that these two people, out of multiple other celebrities that I have asks for, that I still need to do - You think I have time to be "biased"??? The fucking audacity. I'm gonna say this one time and one time only. I am not a fan of Taylor or Olivia. I don't care what they do and I don't follow them. Check my tags. Check my blog. Neither of them, are going to be present here. Even if I am not their supporter, does not mean I would slander their character. In the reading I did not take sides. If anyone had something stolen from their art and received justice, I am obviously going to say "good for them", regardless of who it is. I didn't even listen to either of the songs till recently! My opinion or your opinion doesn't matter. Taylor won the court case and got credited on "Deja Vu". This isn't just a fued, it's legality. Some people think they sound similar, others do not, but at the end of the day there are people who work in that industry that can tell what sample, beat, or melody that needs to be given credit for. You can also be mad at the judge for being in favor of Taylor, idk maybe they were a swiftie 🤷🏽‍♀️.

Also anon, you're literally a liar and got your facts wrong. "Deja Vu" came out April 2021 and Olivia was 18 years old, not 17. Her birthday is in February, so that made the release 2 months after her 18th birthday. When you are in business and you sign a contract, also writing music, that is your responsibility to make sure things are credited. I even said that it was sad what Olivia and Taylor went through in the reading, so unless you lack reading comprehension, that is not my issue. Even though I felt bad, I am also going to criticize her on lack of ability to give credit because she's an adult! She is not a child. (Also I am two years older than her... so what was the goal of you bringing up her age anyways? 💀)

What comes out in the cards, is what fucking comes out. Period. Even if I am asked about celebrities I don't care for, that I have no interest in, or strongly dislike, I answer the question with grace but I also will not sugarcoat things for anybody. Every reading I do is purely for entertainment and if you are not being entertained, then you don't have to like it. It doesn't resonate with you and that is fine. My job is to interpret the messages that come through. It's literally nothing set in stone, but if you're gonna be this butt hurt at people - when these people don't even know your existence, then I got news for you, your life is gonna be really hard for you out in the real world. Get out your feelings and stop disrespecting people in defense of your celebrities who wouldn't even bat an eyelash at any this, GROW UP! Fans and their parasocial relationships with celebrities is so toxic its ridiculous. I am not a perfect person but don't treat me like shit and accuse me of being biased or say I am "unreliable", when there are awful tarot readers out there who don't show what cards they use, don't even shuffle on camera, invasively dive into people's traumas, sexualize minors, and more, but you're pressed about a reading of a court case that happened this year. Whatever, anon, go find peace and stop disturbing mine.

#ask #anon #fanmail #taylor swift #olivia rodrigo #you tried it anon you really did but better luck next time

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