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Vampires + Humains = Nous sommes faits pour s'entendre!
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Célibataires : profitez du tchat illimité et faites des rencontres
Trouvez des célibataires en faisant usage du tchat illimité. Ce service permet de faire des rencontres en tenant en compte les affinités. Vous pourrez trouver l'amour.
https://www.n-3ds.com/celibataires-profitez-du-tchat-illimite-et-faites-des-rencontres/
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Rencontres par affinités : trouver votre idéal sur SWIPI
Si vous souhaitez trouver un partenaire qui vous convient, faites un tour sur SWIPI. Vous pourrez utiliser le Quiz-breaker afin de découvrir si vous avez des compatibilités avec votre coup de cœur. De plus, vous créerez des affinités avec votre crush.
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Amative/Affinitive Pride Flags
Amative Orientation Pride Flag
Amative orientations: any orientation that dooes not describe the gender(s) one is or is not attracted to, but instead describe how one experiences attraction. Eg. conditional/circumstantial/situational asexuality (demisexuality, fraysexuality...), partial aromanticism (mesi/grey aromantic...), null platonicity (suptilic aplatonicism...), refero-, chameleo-, etc.
Affinitive Orientation Pride Flag
Affinitive or affectional orientations: any orientations that describe which gender(s) one is or is not attracted to. Eg. multi-, mono-, juvelic terms.
Not every orientation is inherently this or the other, but they are useful umbrella terms. Sometimes they are intertwined, other times some may emphasize one over another, questioning and undefined people may don't know which one they have, amplusic (fluid/flux/flex) people may navigate through both and other possibilities.
#affinitive#amative#orientations#condiorientation#gender-based attraction#juvelic terms#multi#mono#aspec#mod ap#mogai#pride flags#mspec#monospec#acespec#arospec#aro#ace
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"I know I usually surprise you with breakfast for you birthday, but this year I'm changing it up. If you want I'll give you a shoulder massage since you've been looking tense. And if not, I do have croissants, ham and cheese set aside."
Squinting his eyes at the other, it was indeed his usual gift and now he wonders if something is fishy or not. "A what now?" a light chuckle followed. "Isaac, listen," he got up to rest a hand over Isaac's shoulder, "What you do every day is enough, my friend. Thank you for everything, my brother."
A gentle smile curled his lips, "Oh, but I will take the croissants, ham, and cheese, thank you very much. We can't let food go to waste, can we? Hahaha." a pat to his shoulder. "What we can do for today is ... you tell me more about your world, what say you?"
birthday 2k23 ~ | accepting | @isaaccecilbryant
#ic.||#event.|| birthday 2k23#isaaccecilbryant#[sobs thanks ;;;u;;;#[listen they need to have more talks about isaac's world#[chrom is super curious#[can they go too???? O_O#[let chrom meet the gentlemen lmao he will have nightmares about these monsters XDDDDDD#[ok but funny thing is like isaac sayng something about how the air is fresh and full of 'mana energy' meanwhile chrom who has zero affinit#[to magic is like “mm...i will take your words on that. i cant feel nothing bruv”#[hes stupid waaaaaa#[ok but jokes aside he will feel it is different but he cant put his finger on it due to his lack of affinity but once pointed out he can#[guess his way out lmao#[someday we gonna have chrom lucina isaac and hope thread weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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numerative orientation (attraction/affinity/interest/etc)
a term to describe how many genders someone is oriented towards, goes together with amative orientation (how often/under which circumstances someone experiences attraction/affinity/interest/etc) and affinitive orientation (which genders someone is oriented towards).
people might think this is the same as affinitive orientation, but it's not. "lesbian", meaning queerness for women, is an affinitive label, describing which gender one is oriented towards. but it doesn't specify how many genders, be it different fiaspec genders or other genders besides women. most people just assume that lesbians are oriented towards one gender, because monosexism tells us that mono-orientation is the norm.
similarly, "bi" specifies orientation to more than one gender, making it a numerative orientation, while it doesn't specify which genders one is oriented towards. people just tend to assume that it's men and women.
of course there are labels that are both numerative and affinitive, such as pan ("which genders?" - all genders. "how many? - all of them) or aromantic ("which genders?" - none. "how many?" - zero.) (and aromanticism is amative too - "how often?" - never.)
so, someone who only uses bi as a label only has a numerative label, but not an amative or affinitive one (people just assume that bi is inherently allo), someone who only uses veldian only has an affinitive label and not an amative or numerative one (people just assume that veldian means allo and mono) and someone who only uses demi as a label only has an amative label, but not an affinitive or numerative one.
i coined this because it's an axis of orientation that, similarly to aspecness, often gets ignored, because people assume "mono" when someone doesn't specify how many genders they're oriented towards. in the same way that "amative" exists to combat allosexism and the idea of "allo until proven otherwise", i coined "numerative" to combat monosexism and the idea of "mono until proven otherwise".
a personal example:
my amative orientations are greyalterous and asexual. these describe how often and/or under which circumstances i feel affinity (/attraction/interest/etc.) (rarely (alterous), never (sexual).
my affinitive orientations are pansensual, asexual, lesbian, veldian, cypric, trixic and toric. these describe which genders i am oriented towards. (all genders in a queer/gay way (sensual) and none (sexual).
my numerative orientations are bi, pan, mspec and pluralian. these describe how many genders i am oriented towards (more than one, multiple, all).
#monosexism#allosexism#numerative orientation#numerative#amative#affinitive#asexual#aromantic#bisexual#pansexual#mspec#lesbian#gay#veldian#queer#mogai#term coining#coined term#polysexual#omnisexual#arospec#aspec#aro#acespec#ace#aroace
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ET PLUS SI AFFINITES - Dans ce joyeux jeu de miroirs (et de massacre), les vacheries volent en escadrille, les faux-semblants sont décortiqués, la bonne morale exposée par une écriture sympathique, souvent relevée et un talent affirmé pour les punchlines. Elles ne font pas toutes mouche, mais l'ensemble est tout à fait méritant.
Note 13/20 - Huis clos volontairement caustique sur les errances des couples, mais qui ne parvient pas vraiment à convaincre du fait de personnages souvent réduits à leur propre caricature.
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Could you do one where reader is the sister of zeus hades Poseidon she alot like her father crounusgold eyes black hair controls time and stuff so her brothers tend to try to not make her mad anyway her and buddha have been together for a few years before ragnark she ends up sideing with the Valkyrie straight away with pisses her brothers off and she thought buddha to till he also joins her and thr Valkyrie side
of course i do it sweetie <;3 i changed up the happening a little bit but i hope you don't mind and enjoy it nevertheless uwu
— after the day of the decision of ragnarok, you sat tiredly in the chair before your mirror, softly brushing your hair. arguing with your older brothers and all the other gods like your godchildren like hermes, ares and aphrodite, and others like shiva or odin, you tried to calm yourself down. killing all the mortals was the thing you find absolutely unnecessarily; why did we create them if we want now to destroy them?, was your main question. your brothers tried to taim you and tell you why you were wrong, why your concern was pointless, but it only helped to build the anger in you.
— it was a common problem; keeping your anger and emotions between lines. when you were around 560 years old, and your brother, poseidon killed your others brother adamas, who was just too caught up in his emotions about zeus and the whole ruling-thing, you went to poseidon and almost killed him by the timeless-torturing technique, your most powerful and excruciating attack. it was so serious that your father, cronos locked you away from the valhalla, locking to the lowest cell of helheim, into a prison where your affinitions and powers were taken away from you. after hades spoke on your behalf, you were let out after 200 years.
— to collect a little sense after your "anger-issue" (this is how your brothers named your feral actions), you were sent down to the earth as a punishment. wandering between mortals, starving and thinking about your life got you almost killed, but there was a man who saved you.
— "why do you want to die when you have such amazing possibilities in life? why angering yourself when from anger, it only comes war and distress?" these were the questions from gautama, who helped you up from your miserable state, out from the dirt, brushing the soil from your hair. when you really believed in that he's not a spy from your brothers, your trusted him with talking about the whole ordeal of your life. gautama helped you to taim your anger, to thinkg with a calm mind even when your nerves were boiling. above your heads, in the valhalla, cronos saw this, and seeing you in a much healthier statament, he offered you to take a seat between the tewelve gods of olympus again. you only accepted the offer if gautama, alias buddha could come with you too.
— this is how buddha became the main god of the buddhism, and after a couple of hundred years, the two of you secretly became husband and wife. only hermes knew this, you made him promise that he won't tell to anybody — and exceptionally, he kept his words.
— touching the mirror, your saw your own expression —pupils dilated, matching the gold of the frames of your mirror, but the longer you stared at yourself and the more you tried to take long, calming breaths, the longer and wider the creaks on the mirror and the walls of your room became. running up to the ceiling, the cracks widened to the point were you could destroy the whole palace with a blow.
— when he entered the room, buddha saw your rigid frame, the dark flows around hour mind, your labored breathing in and out, and mainly, the large scracthes on the walls. of course he knew the cause of your anger building up after hundreds of years. your brothers were real assholes, he thought, but without saying a word, he just walked closer to you, what you didn't seem to recognize.
— two large, warm arms curling around you made you realize that you were caught up in your emotions again. taking your hand away from the flowing surface, you noticed that your hand was bleeding. soft curls of white hair fondled on your shoulders and neck, the warmness and ease that gushed from your husband helped you to compose yourself.
— "i'm so sorry, i'm just... this whole thing is so useless..." you babbled. instead of answering, buddha lifted you up, sat into your place and pulled you into his lap.
— "i know." he stroked down on your slim form, warming up with his touch your body and cooling it down your soul with his. like a light bulb lighting up, you knew what you gonna do.
— "i'm gonna sign up for a fight on the side of the mankind."
— "i know". you knew he feared for you, you were strong but your emotions could take the lead of your loss. and he loved you, more than anybody else in the whole universe, probably the only deity who he loved. lifting your arm up, stroking it, kissing on your shoulder, he saw the red blood trickling down on your wrists and arm. for a secundum, sorrow filled his soul at the sight: your precious form were harassed by only your thoughts, because of your family. what kind of family do a thing like that? when it all ends, he's gonna be your only family, telling everybody that you and him were wife and husband, taking you to nirvana, where nobody could cause you anger issues and self-harms like these.
— "i'm gonna kill and defeat any god to prove to my brothers and all the other idiots that they're wrong." you whispered into his hair. kissing your bleeding hand, it healed in seconds, but buddha didn't let it go. he liked as you crawled around him, seeking calmness from his soul.
— "i know." and he was never more assured about his decisions.
#buddha x reader#buddha x you#ror x reader#snv x reader#record of ragnarok x reader#record of ragnarok#shuumatsu no valkyrie
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Johan Liebert x reader
Synopsis-You’re a college student struggling to keep up with the work of your prestigious law school, luckily an intelligent man named Johan Liebert has volunteered to tutor you.
A/N-gn reader, sfw as always, surprisingly no violence for a Johan piece lol, I’ll write another part of people like this.
He seemed very normal, but deep inside he had always struck you as an enigma.
You went to the same college. It was a old and presitigous law school and you were barely passing, having hit the lows of college. That was when you first noticed him. He was first to arrive and last to leave the class. He knew all the answers and was practically invisible. But far more importantly, after school tutoring was required after failing so many classes. You held your head in shame walking to meet your new tutor, not happy to get lectured by one of your pretentious classmates who probably bought their way in.
“You’re Johan right?”
"Yes. I will be tutoring you until the next exams"
He had a smooth coyish voice and a measured smile. There was just something about him that felt affinitic and made you want these quick criminal law study sessions last so much longer. His help really was raising your grades, but that only meant that you’d see him less. So you painstakingly circled D when you knew it was A. And it worked. Your professor shook his head and assigned you another semester worth of tutoring. This time twice a week much to your excitement.
“It seems I’m not quite as effective teacher as I thought I was.” He said sighing.
“No-“ You started to rebuke him only to see that if he knew it was working and you just acting like a school kid over some silly crush, he’d likely stop tutoring you.
“Hm? Is there some other reason for your failure this semester?” He said with a small smile.
You swallowed. Was it that obvious? It was as if he could read your mind but instead of simply telling you, he wanted you to tell him yourself in the most complicated and equally uncomfortable way possible.
“I think it’s just the administrative law that I’m struggling on.” You said with a nervous laugh.
His face flickered through emotions you didn’t recognize but he eventually put his usual smile on and brought out a administrative law textbook. Phew. You had gotten away with it but wouldn’t likely be as lucky next time.
It felt a little silly, but you had started to wear the colors that matched what he had worn to the lectures, and showing up early so you could sit closer to him, and even looked for his name on the club sign up sheets, just to see if you could catch a glimpse of him and his ever mysterious personal life. He was addictive, the way he walked, the way he talked. You had never met someone quite like him.
There was a pop quiz on Friday and some nice senior had luckily tipped you off, so here you were studying with Johan.
While you had failed so you could spend more time with him, you worked hard to get here and certainly didn’t want to get kicked out.
“Administrative law, isn’t something that usually lawyers deal with because they directly challenge a law or order created. Cases like these take a while to get resolved and have a plethora of rules.”
“What type of lawyer do you want to be?” You blurted, interrupting his sentence and tearing his eyes from the textbooks and folders and notes littered on the table.
“Hm?”
“I was just curious I mean you’re proficient in almost all of the different types you could choose whatever you find the most interesting-“
“I don’t want to be a lawyer.”
You blinked dumbly back at him. But before you ask he already responded.
“Can I ask you something?”
“S-sure”
He leaned over the table, hands on both sides of your chair as he casually moved a strand of your hair back and whispered in your ear.
“Have you ever thought of becoming something bigger? Something more . . . unorthodox?”
He slid a folder from underneath the others closer to you and you peered at the hundreds of newspapers clippings, and the crime on each one.
"I hope one day, you can understand.”
His lips grazed your ear for only a second, leaving you in a confused daze.
Perhaps not normal.
#fanfiction#monster anime#monster x reader#johan x reader#johan liebert#Johan#x reader#fanfic#monster fanfic#I love writing for him even if the characterization is hard#he’s a silly guy
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Sites de rencontres : trouvez l’amour parmi les nombreux célibataires
Abonnez-vous à des sites de rencontres pour trouver l'amour. Découvrez de nombreux célibataires et faites de belles conquêtes en fonction des affinités que vous partagez.
https://www.n-3ds.com/sites-de-rencontres-trouvez-lamour-parmi-les-nombreux-celibataires/
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Rencontres par affinités : visitez SWIPI
La rubrique « Contacts » de SWIPI vous permet de tomber sur des profils qui vous correspondent. En effet, vous aurez accès à une liste de célibataires avec qui vous avez des points en commun et probablement des affinités.
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Julietogender Pride Flag
[Flag description: 5 barred flag of orange, light yellow, very light blue, light yellow, and orange. It has a rose in the corner. ID over]
Julietogender or julietigender: A form of julietian (WLM) duarigender, sentiogender, affinitive condigender, and orientationgender, describing someone who only feels womanhood or femininity through their attraction to men.
#repost#mod ap.#julietogender#julietian#sentiogender#affinitive orientation#juvelic term#wlm#duarigender#duaric gender#orientationgender#condigender#mogai flags#liom pride#flag#julietiangender
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for the middle english - i would love anything from The Rainbow Connection :)
som daie we wille find yt, þe reinboue affinite, þe loveres, þe dremers, and me
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What if?
What if, as Iruma’s demonic adoptive mother, you raised human Iruma from a baby to a teenager (about to enter high school) as a single mother... but something was missing (besides a father figure). Having been raised in the netherworld after you found him squirreled away in a tree, he had to watch EVERYONE around him have something he didn’t, flight. Yes, it was possible for demons to be born without wings but those cases were split by nearly six generations. So it was hard on the two of you. This was only enhanced by the fact you two lived way out in the wilderness where you had taught him everything he needed to know to survive, but being “country bumkins” it further estranged him from kids his age and you worried so...
As it turns out, demons (beings naturally affinitive with magic and the like), when under a lot of stress (from worrying about their spawn), make a wish...
Sometimes, against better judgement, they might just come true.
(TW: Angst? Graphic descriptions for Pain)
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The sun hadn’t risen. You were pulling an all nighter. A bad habit that never left you. You started thinking about a conversation you had with your son.
‘Mom... What’s it like to fly?’
You paused before answering with, ‘It’s like being set loose, you know how sometimes you’re so happy or so upset that you just... go on a run, feel the wind brushing past you? That’s what flying’s like except it’s like the wind brushes past ALL of you, and laws like gravity hold no meaning.’
After a beat you ask...
‘Why do you ask?’
‘Uh... I- I know what it’s like to be flown around but uh... uh... I was just wondering.’
Iruma had to get a little better at lying... though, maybe it was because you were his mom that you noticed a little easier than most.
He was not, in fact, “just wondering”. That expression on his face was one you saw pretty often in other children.
Disappointment. In this scenario it had a more crushing effect than usual.
And though you try to fly with him, as he enjoyed it, such activities weren’t as frequent as maybe either of you hoped. As you sigh, you gaze out the window, at the milky white moon, he night sky almost as bright as day from all the starlight, you feel something in your chest shift.
Chuckling at how bitter it was you say,
“If he could fly, fly as far as he’d like, whenever he’d like...”
“To see new places, meet new people...”
“Find more meaning than just “survive” in this life...”
You don’t finish and opt to go to bed. You had work tomorrow...
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Work was... fun, more or less.
On the plus side there was never a dull moment. On the downside....
There was never a dull moment...
Working at a sweets shop was a little out of sorts for you, but you were great at dealing with customers who were a little crankier than others.
Strangely enough, today three demons walk in and take a seat at one of your tables. One was obviously dragged here by the other two, so you opt to take a calmer approach.
“Good Afternoon, my name is Y/n and I’ll be serving you today. Here are some menus, I’ll be right over there if you need me. For now, can I help you with anything?”
The red haired cat demon spoke up then, “I’m actually here to pick up an order.”
And so, business continues as per usual, nothing too difficult. You learn that these demons worked closely with Sullivan, one of the three greats, at Babyls in the high school division and came here after hearing about the sweets.
They ended up staying there a long while. And as you were leaving you get a phone call from Iruma’s school.
“MS. Y/N! IT’S AN EMERGENCY THERE’S SOMETHING WRONG WITH IRUMA!”
And you freeze, ice plunges your heart into your belly, a lump bunching up in your chest.
“I’ll be there as soon as I can!”
But as you get ready to fly, rushing out the door, almost bumping into the trio from earlier as you briefly apologize, wings thrusting you off the ground.
You drop, scraping your limbs as your body hits pavement. And a blood curdling scream leaves your lips as you writhe in pain.
Sharp, ice cold, like a needle entering your back and then pulling through the flesh as if trying to engrave words on your back. You can’t think, you can’t see, you can’t breathe. You only vaguely register that someone was gently holding you, restraining you so you didn’t twist something the wrong way.
“P-pleAsE... help. my Son. I... ru... ma....”
He was still at school, there was still an emergency, there was no guarantee you’d make it, it felt like you were dying!
There was no guarantee these three would help either though...
Low ranked... moderately high ranked... why should they...
And with a great fear in your heart, skin ice cold and clammy despite the gentle and warm hold on you, you black out.
~~~
‘Am I... dead?’
There was a light ringing in your ears, and through bleary eyes you peer up at something... no... someone long and lanky standing by your bedside. It almost looked like...
“Sul... livan...”
“Hmm~? You’re awake?”
Your eyes drift shut... before ‘snapping’ open, really it was more like you fought to keep them open. Because despite this strange situation, strange room, strange bed, and an ever so powerful figure at your side, you were worried about your son.
“I... ru... ma...”
“He’s safe. And so are you. Just, close your eyes and get a bit of rest. All will be said and dealt with later.”
And so you do.
~~~
The next time you wake up, there’s a gentle breeze kissing your nose. The room, a soft color with a nice dark wood floor, was sparsely furnished save for some bare necessities.
From your place on the bed, propped up by what had to have been at least ten pillows, you catch sight of an open window and a door, both leading to outside.
But what was the most important was the mass of blue at your side.
“Iruma...” your voice was hoarse, dehydrated from sleeping so long...
But still, he heard it. As his head snapped up to gaze at you in disbelief, a face that held memories of despair and desperation scrunched up into tears...
“Mom...” His voice was shaky, watery, and you couldn’t help but be a bit surprised before you smiled reassuringly, you were alive, you were fine, and so happy that he was ok, that he was here with you.
You could only hold him as he cried.
At 13 years old, your son experienced pain like no other. You’d go on to understand that, there had been an instability of mana in the netherworld that caused a rip in the border between the human realm and the netherworld, releasing large amounts of mana previously a part of maintaining that border. And that mass amount of mana, and a strong desire, was how you lost your wings.
~~~
(End, but should there be a part two? It feels like there should be a part two...)
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i dont see a lot of submissive kiriko on here tbh. maybe some bondage hcs with the reader in control?
A/N: I honestly need to write more submissive content tbh I need to prove I'm a nintendo switch.
Submissive Kiriko HCs (NSFW)
Kiriko, is typically not submissive, but the times that she is she gets into it.
Not big on receiving degradation, when Kiriko bottoms she is at her most vulnerable, she can be playful yes, but not too hardcore into degradation
LOVES PRAISE
LIKE GIRL SCOUT COOKIES LEVELS OF PRAISE
If you have her tied up, wrists bound together in silk, you can feel her shiver when you ghost your lips next to her ear and tell her how pretty she looks bound up in red silk.
Kirikos prefers silk ribbons over chains of any sort, she also doesn't mind being tied with yours or her belt around her wrists (better if it's yours, seeing you take it off and bind her with it does something else to her entirely)
Blindfolds are Kiriko's guilty pleasure.
This goes hand in hand with the bondage btw
You'll expect to hear soft chocked gasps and grunts as you lick and suck on her nipples while working your hand between her legs. The cloth around her body in a series of knots and bows does a wonder to the eyes. It's a real sight to see her on her back, back arches, muscles rippling just beneath the skin. The mess between her legs resembles that of a flower in the rain. Just dripping and waiting for the nearest touch of heat from the sun. In essence she needs your fingers inside her wet heat.
Big on being teased and really won't complain, while she loves hearing to talk her through being teased and fucked, she doesn't exactly respond l, nor does she really want to. Her glowing eyes that shift with her feelings tell you enough.
If she absolutely losing it sometimes they glow so brightly you can see them past the blindfold. Motes of light shimmer around her (Listen magic kiriko magic kiriko magic kiriko) and you can tell she is desperate and she needs you badly.
Who are you to deny her really? A gift all pretty and bound like her deserves to be opened? And open her up you will.
With the blindfold on, she doesn't know your next move, which gets her going.
She jolts immediately at the feeling of your hot slick tongue between her legs. The sensation of her thighs clenching beside your head when you focus on tracing letters into her clit.
It's almost a gasp of relief from her when you slide a finger or two into her along with your tongue.
Her orgasm seems out of this world, almost a crescendo of flowing movements of her body, like that of flowing water.
Her chest heaves with heavy breaths and the glowing behind the blind fold is fiery.
She turns her head to you as if knowing exactly where you are (Spoiler, she does know. She has extreme senses thanks to her fox affinit because I say so.)
Next thing you know she tears her bindings (or tps out of them if you want to save money by not having to buy more) and launches her self at you.
Kiriko pulls off her blindfold her eyes nearly blinding your own and her lips draw open in a fanged smirk and gives you a look of Your turn baby
Though the thought of kiriko railing you with a blindfold on is interesting
A/N: this gif is so submissive thought is was fitting. Also LEGS TY I GOT SO FERAL WRITING THIS.
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And here's the new PSO inspired magic circle I wrote! (that's tailored to specifics that I'm not getting into) As well as the traditional Algolian seal (I've broken down a bit of it here) and the first magic circle I built
I'M GETTING MUCH QUICKER AT THIS!
I drew every symbol instead this time, I find it to be the one thing easier to draw on tablet than paper, I think I'll go back to the other method next time tho it looks neater.
Ok into a bit on how its wrote/the magic building for those curious :3
So I went over a bit on it yesterday but here's the full circle that there was no way I was fitting in that tiny space.
Magic Circles are now the thing I study when I'm having my after work drink at the bar ^^;
The 3 outer circles (I keep referring to as Muut Ditts Poumn circles) while they all hold the main energies, they're all lions :3 The alchemy symbols for essence pokes out of them and toward the middle text. Leo as well as the 2 Divine beings, each associated with the Sun and the Moon. In the outer ring, where the Photon Blasts would be listed, I have other Gods that represent different phases of the Sun and the Moon, Moon Gods being separated by the female end of the ankh, as the moon is of feminine mother energy against the masculine father energy of Leo's ruler, the Sun. Sun gods border the rising & moon signs of the initiator. I probably put a bit more time into the order of the names in the ring, but PSO isn't actually conjuring magic outside our hearts and is allowed to be whatever about that.
I'd also only use the Ankh with Egyptian Gods as I only work with them aside from "celestial bodies". There is more detail on the significance of the ankh in the first post. The reason its positioned sideways is I learned horizontal lines can be a negative aspect, where as vertical lines are always positive. I still have a horizontal line in this, but with it being only one, the numerology plays in to it enough, I also didn't HAVE to add it but felt it necessary. The magic numbers are 1 and 7.
The Divine are placed in their directions in accordance to the element. Sun to the South for Fire, Moon to the West for Water. Leo is placed east due to the affinitive candle color. East represents air which is the main element of the target.
The alchemical symbols I used aren't all available text symbols, but here's what's there. (I've used so many reference books for these and they don't match each other either it just is what it is I guess)
Top Circle: (Symbols unavailable)
Triangle: ♀ Planet - Venus | Metals - ♀ Copper, Brass | Zodiacs - Libra, Taurus
Sides: Symbols for crystal and lapis lazuli (Divine specific)
Bottom Circle: (Symbols unavailable)
Triangle: ♂ Planet - Mars | Metal - ♂ Iron, Brass | Zodiacs - Aries, Scorpio
Sides: ☾ Moon | Metal - ☾ Silver | Zodiac - Cancer
Steel - Saturn | Metals - ♄ Lead, ♂ Iron, Steel | Zodiacs - Capricorn, Aquarius (steel is Divine specific)
Right Circle: (symbols unavailable)
Sides: Planet - Sun | Metals - ⊙ Gold, Brass | Zodiac - Leo
I was also able to place the alchemy symbols a bit neater this time because I didn't have odd numbers of them like in the Algolian Seal spell. The circles with the points in the outer circles represent wax, there is also a wick symbol in each of them as well as different things to dress the candles with such as oil, herbs, and fumes.
Sorry its not quite as in depth as the Algolian Seal inspired one, since its more religious sided I figured I'd skip the deeper details. Hope it was a fun read and it helps if u wanna build magic circles one day or something :3
#i'm just glad pso is what got me to learn how to write this shit#so this circle goes on papyrus and hopefully I get to do the spell during the new moon friday#tbh i wanted it on my phone so i could use it as a reference while I sit outside and draw it sorry for being selfish this time#pso magic#actually I might have fucked up again lmao#I was suppose to put the time and date I wrote this and the time and date I perform it in the outer ring#but...that's really hard for me to translate I think...#cause the divine beings I used....#one already counts as the new moon hmm shit what you get is close enough guys#also I want u guys to know i have so much anxiety over using the wrong angle/angel#like ik the difference spelling them but i don't always pay attention and I can use both in the same paragraph sometimes like i'm sorry#magic
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