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fyblackwomenart · 2 years
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Ascendancy of the Last by Cyzra
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mandareeboo · 8 months
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So this has really been Nolan's main job during his vaca on Earth? Kick some asses, occasionally stop falling debris before it's too late, and just generally be background noise? He just kept himself lowkey until it was time to go ham?
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summerfrwrks · 5 months
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(ready to read at Ao3) of burnt candles and bruised hearts
Relationships: Mark Grayson & Debbie Grayson, Mark Grayson & Nolan Grayson, Mark Grayson & The Guardians of the Globe
Minor Mentions of: Amber, Eve, William, and my OC
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences
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The four birthdays Mark will always remember. And one he wishes he could forget.
Side note: If you hc that the prev gotg members were mark's aunts and uncles, do i have the fic for you ;3
Author’s highlight (author’s favorite part/ part they liked writing the most or found most entertaining):
Third to greet him was the War Woman. Now with her, Mark gawked in admiration. He only recognized her after she put her glasses on and it clicked in Mark who she was. So used to seeing her in business attire almost every time he interacted with her, it was a whole new light seeing the tall woman in armor. When Holly taught him how to braid hair and allowed him to practice on her, he had an eerie feeling that she reminded him of someone popular, and now, he understands why. A woman in a grey dress and black blazer next to Holly approached them. Holly introduced the woman to Mark as her wife, Connie. Connie teased Mark as she playfully pinched his cheek, “Welcome to the inner circle.”
Unable to wait any longer, before Holly could lend Mark her mace, Red Rush speeded to them. Mark can recognize his Uncle Josef’s voice anywhere. The birthday boy grinned at the speedster clad in crimson, pointing out that his red shades were cool. Josef laughed at his nephew’s sudden bashfulness now that he knew about his aunts and uncles’ hero identities.
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wtfzodiacsigns · 2 years
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alex-aquarus · 2 years
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part 1
headcanons of the guardians of the globe members as mark’s aunts and uncles~
starting off with aquarus and martian man!!
> for war woman and green ghost
> for red rush and darkwing 
> for black samson and immortal
aquarus
i have been told that mark’s canon bday is jan 22 and that makes him an aquarius so when they met it’s just: “i am aquarus, a pleasure to meet you young man.” and mark just goes “oh! aquarius, i am too!”
one time he gifted mark a really big pearl and debbie had to make mark refuse it cause it’s super expensive and he technically has no use for it (aquarus came back next week with a dozen smaller pearls but each of them as just as pretty,,,, and without debbie knowing,,,, “such a sweet boy has the heart of a prince, he deserves to keep something beautiful in his room”) 
mark sold most of them when he got older but he kept two in his closet after all this time giving a beautiful pearl is a way to propose in atlantean culture and aquarus will never see that for mark
who needs swimming lessons when he’s around? that’s a joke aquarus wasn’t a good swimming coach but he visits sessions to gives mark thumbs-up underwater when they’re doing the breathing exercises
martian man
martian man is probably one of the gotg members that’s amazing with kids (hi nikki, sweetie i hope you’re alright omg)
he’s stern and doesn’t easily give in to mark’s puppy eyes – if mark won’t listen to debbie or nolan, one call from him is enough (and he’s not stern in the mean or intimidating way either, it’s the best mix of gentle yet firm)
human,,,, er,,,, i mean alien,,,, alien trampoline!! is that possible?? i hope it is
he teaches mark a couple of constellations (martian lore is different from stories of how constellations were made according to greek mythology), it helps him remember his homeplanet in a sweeter and slightly happier way and he never got to go back
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distopea · 1 year
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“Hello Mr Astra, I heard you like astro—astrology? Or astronomy? Anyhow, same thing. So which zodiac sign are you? I’m a Leo. The best sign. We could be good friends if you’re a Gemini.”
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"Kaizen? Yes, it's me. Is Ezra with you? Perfect, he'll track the person I want. It happened again. They sent me another message. I feel it's more than time to let them have that one last ride to their final home. Make sure to find a spot somewhere nosy cops wouldn't find our little package." He paused.
"Also..." He thought and re-read the message. "Please make sure to have a piss on their grave for me."
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klein-babylon · 3 months
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i do think im extremely kind, selfless, giving its my mars in pisces.. oh but you know what it might be a bit superficial, because im realising more an more how much of a leo i am and realising more about leo in general.. anyways. that literall all it is we want to be impressive, liked, comfortable. i have built a comofrtable and happy world for myself in whihch i live. its my own bubble similar to aquAiroius and pisces. this is why i get on so so so well with pisces and aquarus. my family doesnt understand why im "off with the fairies" all the time but its cuz i refuse to live in th normal world.. why would i. this article read me for filth. she forgot to talk about the addiction to daydreaming leos have though. i would rather die than be anything but a leo.. ive always had the feeling that i was born for something bigger than myself. lol
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mishibashimori · 1 year
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Two Of Us || Cecil Stedman x Reader || Chapter 2 (Revised Version)
Synopsis: You are an alien who crash landed onto Earth. You have no name, and no more home to go back to. The Guardians of the Globe have rescued you and brought you to get intensive care under the great Cecil Stedman. In helping out your new home, Earth, will you develop a relationship with the coldest man you know?
General Info: AFAB Gender Neutral Reader, Cecil is Younger in the Beginning and it Will Lead to Current Events, Reader is a Bubbly Optimist, Reader Description is Intentionally Vague so You can Imagine the Alien Species They Are However You’d Like
TW: Verbal and Physical Past Abuse, Failed Pregnancy Mentions, Depression, Self Depreciation, Cannon Typical Violence, Eventual Sexual Content
Specific Chapter TW: (Specifically at the End in a Nightmare) Physical Child Abuse, Failed Pregnancy Alluded To, Traumatic Dream Sequence
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Your healing process was going very well. When Cecil told you he had the best medical staff in the world, he definitely wasn’t lying. The doctors and nurses were very kind, helping you every step of the way, most times literally. You’ve been in physical therapy for about six weeks after healing for a few months, and the amount of support you’ve received is incredible. The wires were out of your jaw now, too, and it had healed up very well. It felt incredibly wonderful to be able to speak again, and taste Earth food— which was admittedly delicious.
Over the months The Guardians of the Globe would come to visit often and cheer you on. War Woman, who you learned is named Holly, started to warm up to you, showing you different exercises that would be good for your certain situation. Apparently she’s been in your boat quite a few times despite being a pretty powerful hero. It was definitely comforting to hear. Dark Wing had similar experiences, too, but he was a bit more reserved. You didn’t mind though, he didn’t have to be social.
Alana, Immortal, and Samson never had a shortage of stories or funny quips, making the whole ordeal a lot more entertaining, certainly. The amount of times you accidentally hurt yourself during PT by laughing too hard were more than you’d like to admit. Red Rush, or Josef, joined in from time to time too, but he was usually busy with other things. It was a shame, because he was quite entertaining when he wanted to be.
The chats with Martian and Aquarus were definitely something you found solace in. Having fellow aliens - one literally, the other more metaphorically - made you feel more welcome in the organization. It helped that they were very understanding of your reservations and anxieties about being in a whole different environment, as they had gone through it themselves.
Even Cecil would drop in from time to time, if just for a moment. Usually his conversations consisted of work, and what the plan was going forward, but there were a few brief, nice moments where the words between you two were genuine fun. You were talking to him now while trying to balance on your wobbly legs, a walker clutched in your hands for support.
“I can’t believe Jell-O,” you chirped, making your way slowly to one side of the room, “it’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted.”
Cecil was staring at a tablet, tapping away at it busily. He glanced over at you, a slightly amused expression on his face, “you should try ice cream.”
“Do you have some here?” You asked excitedly.
“No, not in the hospital.” Cecil chuckled, “but you can get some tomorrow.”
You tilted your head in confusion, pausing your exercise to look at him, “why tomorrow?”
“You’ll be getting your own room. No more hospital bed.”
“Wow! Really? That’s so kind of— Whoa!” You leaned forward too far in your excitement, your hands slipping from the walker. It clattered to the floor as you fell forward. Cecil moved to catch you, but you caught yourself, flailing your arms frantically in a circle to regain balance. Once fully upright, you gave a small laugh. “I’m okay.” You leaned down carefully to grab the walker but Cecil beat you to it, setting it upright for you to lean on. Looking up at him, you gave a smile. “Thank you.”
He stepped back a few paces and cleared his throat, obviously uncomfortable by the sudden closeness. “No problem.” The tablet in Cecil’s hand gave a frantic beeping, catching his attention. He gave a sigh and glanced at you. “I have to go. Me or one of my men will show you to your room tomorrow.”
“I hope it’s you.” You stated, unfazed by Cecil’s startled expression. “I like talking to you.” You’ve noticed humans aren’t as straightforward as they should be, especially with feelings. Unlike your species, they like to dance around subjects, or say one thing and inadvertently mean something completely different. It gave you a headache.
Cecil gave an awkward smile, and you could see his cheeks flush a bit. A sign of human embarrassment, you learned. “You really wear your thoughts on your sleeve, don’t you?”
“But I’m not wearing sleeves.” You responded, puzzled. This only made him laugh, a genuine one you hadn’t heard from him before. “You’re in a good mood today. I’m glad.”
“Yeah, well,” Cecil rubbed the back of his neck, “it’s uh, it’s been a good day.” His eyes sparkled a bit as he gazed at you. A rush of delight ran down your spine. All you could think of was how blue his eyes are.
Seemingly snapping out of a daze, Cecil turned and walked quickly towards the door, looking back briefly to say a short goodbye before disappearing. You stared after him for a moment, smiling, before continuing with your walking exercises.
“It’s huge!” You exclaimed, shuffling into your new home, cane in hand.
“That’s what she said.” Alana jeered, making Cecil roll his eyes. She had decided to come with and check out your new living space, too, after hearing you talk about it when she came to visit the day before.
Your new living arrangements was a rather large room in GDA headquarters, about as big as a full house and complete with a bathroom, kitchen, and bedroom. It was pretty barren though, save for the essentials, and a small bundle of presents on the dining room table. Your eyes lit up and you immediately wobbled over to them.
“Wow, you guys,” you picked one up. It was blue and from the Immortal, with yellow ribbon tied sloppily at the top. Tears welled up in your eyes, threatening to spill over. “I don’t know what to say. I haven’t done anything but cause you trouble, and you’ve been so kind to me.”
“Oh, please,” Alana came up to you, placing a hand on your shoulder, “I’ve known the Guardians for years. I’ve known you only six months and you’re already my best friend.” She gave you a small squeeze. “You’re no trouble at all.”
“We had a choice to bring you in or leave you bleeding, and we chose you,” Cecil chimed in, “don’t be so hard on yourself. You can pay us back by getting better.” He put his hands in his pockets and leaned against a wall, giving you a smile. “Plus, I don’t do so good when people cry so— don’t.” You gave both of them a nod, too choked up for words.
After opening up the gifts, your new place felt more like a home. All of them were from the Guardians: decorations they thought you’d like or appliances you’d need. You had no idea what a panini maker was but apparently Josef really thought it was important, according to his card.
You sat with Alana and Cecil for a while, chatting about different things. It was calm, nice, something you hadn’t had in a long time. Your thoughts drifted to your previous life, to the turmoil, and to how far away it seemed now. It felt almost unreal how good everything seemed to be going, and how kind these people you met were in comparison. A satisfied sigh slipped through your lips and you leaned back in your chair. Suddenly a beeping rang through the room, and both Alana and Cecil looked at their watches.
“Oh shoot, gotta go,” Alana said, getting up and slipping her green stone into her mouth. “Emergency. I’ll talk to you later.” Morphing into her Green Ghost form, she flew towards the door and opened it, rushing to leave the building.
Cecil stood too, walking over to your new fridge. “I better go too, but first,” he opened the freezer, pulling out a carton of ice cream, “I was hoping we could all share, but work calls, as always.” He set the carton down on the table and turned to walk out the door.
“Wait!” You called, unable to control your sudden outburst. Cecil looked back. “Can I help? Or at least come along?” He thought for a moment, considering your words, before shaking his head no.
“Not yet. You will, I promise, but for now just sit tight.” With that he disappeared in a flash of light. Startled, you blinked away the sudden brightness that just assaulted your eyes. That certainly had never happened before. Must be an Earth thing.
With a frustrated sigh you put the ice cream back in the freezer and went to go lay down, drained from all the walking you did today. You were happy with your progress, but at times it seemed to be going so slow. You wanted to help, to be included. It didn’t feel good to be left behind, especially if there was something you could do. It got lonely.
Healing from injuries had been no stranger to you, but before now you had only dealt with flesh wounds, never something to do with bones. It was a whole new experience, and a long, tiring one. Once comfortable in your bed, covers up to your chin, it wasn’t long before your eyelids had grown heavy, and you drifted into a nightmare-filled sleep.
You’d had this one many times before. It was dark, and the iron tang of blood filled your nose. Heart racing, you whip your head around, frantically looking for anything in the darkness. Then, you see him. A tall, lean man with long, beautiful golden hair. He wore vibrant orange and red robes, and a crown the color of the flesh of grapefruit sat atop his head. He’s bathed in a beam of light, holding a young boy by the throat. The boy is screaming, gargling out urgently for help and thrashing his limbs in a futile escape attempt. There are deep gashes in the boy’s legs, arms, and torso, leaking streams of red that pool onto the black floor.
The man stares at you, narrowing his eyes maliciously. “Come here, pet.” He growls, shaking the young boy violently. “Come save him. Maybe your parental instinct will kick in if you see a child in agony.”
Your eyes grow hot and your throat tight as you try to fight your way towards the wailing boy, but some invisible force holds you in place. “Take me!” You screech. “Please, let him go and take me! I’m so sorry! I’ll try harder! It’ll work this time!”
Suddenly, you’re falling. Your heart leaps into your throat as you plummet down into a cold, dark abyss. Invisible knives slice into your side and carve up your face, sending blood spatter upward in a red shower. Weariness dragged at your bones, a soul sucking dread accompanying it. You were dying. Oh, god, you were dying.
“Help.” You breathe out, a pitiful noise in a wide expanse of nothing. “Help.” Your eyes began to close. The fight left your muscles. There was silence.
Then, your eyes shot open.
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Disclaimer:
I try to be as accurate as possible to the source material for this fan fiction, but at times I’ll get it wrong. The timelines for the Guardians of the Globe as well as Cecil are not as accurate as they should be but for the sake of wanting to have all the characters in here I fudged it. Just know that I understand not everything is accurate but let’s just try to have a good time regardless!
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lady-lycany · 8 months
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I fckn swear, whenever I try to go to sleep a few hours earlier, I can forget the whole night...
At 2am I already laid down, cuz I knew, I wouldn't be able to fall a sleep right away and could imagine some shit before I do so
At 3am I tried to fall asleep...
5:30 I managed to be half asleep, but my brain decided to show me nsfw stuff and now I'm laying here, it's 6am, I'm wide awake and around 9am, I need to stay awake anyway... I have 3 more hours to somehow fall asleep and I see no chance that this is going to happen :')
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I drank one teeny tiny coffee last morning so idk if that's the reason
or maybe because this fullmoon will be an aquarus fullmoon and this is my sign? Idk man ._. I'm eepy
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southernpeach13 · 2 years
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Fem! Mark Grayson Headcannons Childhood
Alot of these are going to bee shown in my story She’s (Not) Invincble, but here we go!
Debbie and Nolan spoiled Marrcy growing up. They wanted her to have the best. Willaim, Amber, and Night Boy are her childhood firends. Her first crush was a superhero from one of her comicbooks. SHe very emotianl and energetic as kid. She was accidnet proned. Lots and lots of bandages where uses. Mainly rainbow and flower ones. SHe made decent grades as a kid. Had perfect attendence up until highschool.  Her favorite colors wehre blue aand yellow. She was also very expressive. Loved sticking her tounge out and making random noises.
The Gaurdians of the Globe helped raise Marcy. She spent many nights at their HQ when Nolan and Debbie would go on dates in Parisor GErmany extra of Nolan was having a late night mission and Marcy couldnt sleep Debbie would late her stay with them to help calm her nerves. She has minor anxity, espelally about blood. Something that comes into play later on.
The Immortal would help her with her History Homework. Mainly beacsue he lived through it. She loves hearing storied about him being a knight in Camelot. He’s told her all of them but no matter how old she gets she never grows old of them. He’s a great story teller. He also gives great hugs and gave her so many piggy back rides.
Nolan legit thought Marcy would not get her powers so he took Darkwing aside and asked him to train her. Which he did happily. He wanted to have her as a sidekick but Nolan said “no” becasue he one that was his daughter and two he had Night boy as a sidekick already He taught her how to throw a proper punch and dodge a hit. He and his adopted son loved when Marcy would comeover as kid. Her and Night Boy where best friends as kids. Darkwing let them stay up late eat junkfood and watch cartoons and movies. 
Red Rush totaly would steal cookies from the kitchen with her. He was the go t babysitter when the others where busy and just did not have the time. It helped that he lived in the same neighborhood as the Graysons. Marcy was a very energetic child. That would never sit still. Olga loved their antics. They where both little tricksters when with other. Marcy also came out to him first about being pansexual. He did in fact make a joke about kitchen wear. He adored Marcy. They all did. When he died. For him it was slow. He thogut about how he let Olga down. And how Marcy might not know what really happened to him. He relized that Marcy was  going to get hurt in the future. Olga was going to start drinking again. How he wouldnt be able to protect two people he loved very much.
War Women aslo liked to teach Marcy history.  Mainly about women's history. She taught Marcy how to weild a couple weapons. She let her hold her mace one time but she collapsed under the wieght of it cause Marcy was so tiny,  She helped Marcy with her swing. ne of the reasons she so good at baseball and has a good aim when it comes to hitting things. She sometimes took Marcy to her company that she was the CEO of and the two would bond over just random small things. She was the first person she asked if it was possible to like more than one gender and person at the same time. She went to all of Marcy’s baseball  and softballl games. She was that one really rowdy parent that was screaming about how her kid was the best with Nolan and Debbie.
Aquarus helped Marcy how to learn to swim. Nolan could not get her in the water no matter what. But Aquarus was able to slowly but surley coax her in. He always brought her little trinkets from the sea for her . Sometimes they where rare and expensive jewls only found in the far depths of the seas of a really pretty seashell she would like. He liked that Marcy didn't judge him based off his fish like appearnce. her company was alwasy a welcomed one.
Green Ghost liekd to use Marcy as model for childrens clothing. She brought Marcy to many photo shoots and showed her arounf her studio. Marcy loved trying on all the pretty clothes as a child. She still does. Marcy would sometimes help make little dress ideas for her. She wanted Marcy to become a hero. With or without powers becasie she alwasy hoped ot make her first hero suit. She knew that blue and yellow was her favorite color. After she died. Art founf all her designs and found the one she ws planning for Marcy.  He made the suit to her exact design to help keep her memory alive. When Marcy fond out she burst into sobs. Not being able to keep back her tears anymore.
Martian Man taught Marcy all about space and Mars. He figured she would get her powers one day and wanted her to be prepard. Though he was excilled He hoped she would see all that his former home had to offer culture wise one day. 
Black Samson was as close to Marcy as Red Rush. He was also on baby sitter duty alot even after he lost his powers. This man picked her up form school when her parents couldn't. He read her bedtime stories when he would babysit her. Defiantly was with Nolan and Debbie to give the hatchet talk to her first boyfriend. He calls her Mar-Mar. 
Marcy had a very loving, safe, and beautiful childhood. Surrounded by heros who where like a family to her. They where like her aunts and uncles. Or just extra parents that loved to spoil her woth love an attention. 
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sailoraquarus · 2 years
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Hola me llamo Sailor aquarus y soy Sailor scout!!! En el nombre de la luna,te castigue!
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Invincible Plot Bunny
NOTE: AS FOR NOW, I’M BASING HER ON SEASON ONE OF THE ANIMATED SERIES
Name: Elliana Hawthorne
Faceclaim: Zendaya Coleman
Alias: Miss Quarus (no, she has no connection to the original Aquarus, Cecil just wanted to market her that way)
Age: 17
Powers: Aquakenisis
Sexuality: Lesbian
Backstory: She mostly did her own thing before being recruited by the Guardians of the Globe, and isn’t really used to being on a team yet, so she has a habit of still going off on her own in battle. She's excited about the new opportunity but also feels a shitton of pressure. Tries to be the positive team member but kinda wants to go off on a few team members (*coughRexcough*) at the same time, she just pushes that feeling down most the time
Tag: just have to be the greatest you (elliana)
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nj-stone · 2 months
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Melanie's Astro~News - AQ New Moon in square w. Uranus (Feb 9) – New Light & Freedom! https://lichtsite.wordpress.com/2024/02/07/aq-new-moon-in-square-w-uranus-feb-9-new-light-freedom/
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lily-la-liky · 1 year
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Hello Everyone!! I wrote this essay last evening and I was wondering if anyone could read it and give an honest opinion!
The title is "New Beginning"
Personally I think I dragged it out too much by adding extra information. I don't really like it all that much.
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 Tucked far into the most safe and peaceful parts of Onyx valley, an audacious castle stood in superior to the kingdom below it. This kingdom and valley was named after the very crystal that brought peace, protection and the cease to a nasty war that was continuous for 609 years, the Aquarus Onyx crystal. Through the rubbles and fallen soldiers rose this very kingdom, the Onyx kingdom. But where is this crystal now? Well, good things are never left untarnished. After the beautiful revolt of freedom, the gem had gone dark. It now held powers to everything and anything that would root mayhem.
Now about this castle I mentioned- OH and yes there is a narrator to this story, and yes that’s me. Anyways that castle. As expected, the royal family resides here. Queen Yasmin and King Callum are the highly respected individuals who dominate the lands of Onyx kingdom. They’ve done and are doing the best to keep the kingdom standing with pride and evolving with equality between any and all humans. They’ve engraved their names into history books of which the following generations would read.
Following right behind them, we have Princess Willow, the 1st child and the one to whom the throne and crown get passed on to.  She was the pride and joy to the royal parents and the kingdom. Anywhere she’d gone, she was showered in attention and complements. Even if she’d done nothing, just her existence was overwhelmingly praised.
And here we have the forgotten child, Princess Evan, she was the second child to the royal rulers. She wasn’t seen as anything, she was overshadowed by her older sister since birth. Evan was completely neglected and was nothing but an invisible needle in a pile of hay. Even if Evan had much better IQ, talent, adaptability, skills, bravery and even leadership than Willow, so in correction Evan must be the one upon the golden pedestal but instead Willow had stolen it all.
Now that the introductions over, let me assist you to the castle, take a look for yourself. “My, my! My dear Willow! Is that a bronze medal I see?” Exclaims Queen Yasmin in excitement. “Let the medal be and look at this prizewinning clay rose!” Corrects King Callum as he adores the poignant, pale, clay rose made by Willow. She’d won third place in a sculpting competition. In a distance, Evan is hidden, blending in with the shadows. Holding her first place golden medal and a divine sculpture which beauty could not be digested with only two eyes. Evan was used to this, lurking under the shadows of her sister. This sculpture wasn’t the only creation of Evan’s which deserved praise- her keen interest in machinery had her up for days on ends working on machines that could surpass any technology built by man today.  But alas, her gifts were hidden away from the undeserving world she knows of. Every single invention, tucked away, in the basement and shadows of the castle. Evan then walked away into her room.
Evan despised everything, her parents, the kingdom, and of course her sister who knew to only weave flower crowns that would wilt away just like the very memories of it. “Pardon me dearest sister.” A soft voice was heard outside of Evan’s door. “What?” Evan bit back in a cold tone. “My deepest apologies if I interrupted you, but it’s dinner time.” It was Willow, she’d come by to remind Evan that she must get some fuel for her body. “please come out and join us , it’s been far too long since you’ve eaten with us.” Willow’s tone grew concerned. “Thank you for noticing but I must decline.” Evan once again firmly bit back. This was the first time Willow’s done this, she was scared all along to speak with Evan due to her cold and blunt self. She’d always noticed Evan even though nobody else did. “oh, okay.” Willow responds in a sadden tone as her footsteps faded by the second.
Evan had far better things to do rather than spending time with humans that barely acknowledged her existence, for example she’d rather spend those 20 minutes working on a manageable path to get to the ancient fallen city of Frosluire. This is the current location of the corrupt Aquarus Onyx crystal, it used to be unknown but Evan had detected it using her machinery for It radiates a very odd and specific pattern of frequencies that someone like her could immediately point out. Although to get to Frosluire, Evan must build something that could get her there much faster for it would take approximately 2-3 years just to get there by foot or any of the transport that the mortals used but Evan was no mortal for she’s almost done with the machine. Just a couple of test runs and that concludes it. Evan would set off to Frosluire by dawn, It’d also be Evan’s birthday and what she wanted that year was power. Nothing but only power and the recognition she deserved.
Dawn broke out, Evan brought one of her inventions out for the first time, it was the Izator- The fastest and most compact shuttle. Evan got in and took off. The Izator could travel at almost the speed of sound. Evan made it to Frosluire in no time. She dismounted the shuttle and waltzed in, right through the half open gates of the ruined and abandoned city. It was all engulfed by moss and nature. A normal being would have to sped quite some time to look for the corrupt crystal but Evan knew exactly where to head and what turns she must take.
Meanwhile back at the Onyx kingdom, Willow had been preparing the dining room for Evan’s 16th birthday. This was another thing that Willow had never done. She’d started realizing how Evan felt and wanted to give her something special for her sweet 16th, although it wasn’t as grand as Willow’s sweet 16, she just wanted to do her level best for Evan. Queen Yasmin and King Callum walked in on Willow decorating. “Willow? What’s this my dear? Would you like a party?” Queen Yasmin questioned “A party sounds splendid!” King  Callum burst in excitement. “Yes dear parents! I’m throwing a party for Evan!” Willow continues “It’s her sweet 16 today!” Both parent’s smiles faded fast. “M-mum? D-dad?” Willow was now frightened. “Evan. I completely forgot about Evan.” King Callum’s tone grew grim along with his face. “Oh. Do as you please.” Was Queen Yasmin’s only response as she walked away with the king. Willow felt uneasy. “Why did they act so oddly?” Willow began to ponder but before she could even strike a second thought, screams erupted throughout the city. Willow rushed out to the balcony and noticed a cloud of opaque smog.
Now back to Evan’s perspective- she’d gotten her hands on the corrupt Aquarus Onyx crystal, she’s been overtaken by its unholy abilities. Evan was now not the person she once was- according to herself she’d become much better with all of humanity in her hands. Evan was now, an unstoppable, amoral and an ungodly killing machine. She returned straight back to Onyx and started wreaking havoc with an axe she’d found next to the crystal. Destroying every single structure that had gotten in her along with anything and everyone that gave her bad memories. She was now making her way to the castle where Willow and the royal figures stood, watching in trepidation. Evan was now covered from head to toes in blood and chunks of human.
As Evan neared the castle, the local military started firing at her but none of their miserable shots hit Evan. She let out a giant power wave which wiped out the entirety of the military force. She then looked up, she saw her once known family’s eyes on her. Finally. Evan was now being paid attention to, she now had the spotlight, not Willow, not anybody but just herself. She levitated upto the balcony, and hovered above their heads in superiority. She made sure to make her presence present. She made sure to engrave that very image into her family’s brain. “Look at you now. Quaking in your uselessness.” Evan mocked “you’re nothing compared to me now. Remember how you used to treat me? I bet you’re regretting that about now.” None other words were said until Willow broke the daunting silence in a shivering tone. “Happy birthday dearest sister. I am aware for apologies will not reach out to you nor will it undo all the horrid you’ve been through. Do what you have to do darling, we deserve it.” Willow broke down to the floor as tears began to stream down her smiling face. But what Willow said was true. But her words never got through, for this is now a new Evan. Evan raised her axe up high, her parents begun pleading for mercy. But it was too  late.
Evan swung her axe in rage, slash went all three necks and fell to the ground with a plop in a pool of blood. So did the beheaded bodies, they fell, they would remain fallen. Evan let out a menacing laughter as she rushed to pick up her mother’s crown. “MINE! ALL MINE!” Growled Evan as she let out the most gruesome laughter to ever ring out. She now held the crown, the crown covered in her own family’s blood, she put it on and turned to the kingdom. All those weeping and screaming could now be heard by her. It was a new beginning for Evan, a new era had now begun, the world was now at her feet. “WELCOME! WELCOME TO THE NEW AGE OF HISTORY!!” Evan hollered out. “THIS. THIS IS NOW THE EVAN AGE!” Evan let out another gruesome laugh. The world was doomed for sure.
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Full Moon Reading for 08-11-2022
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FULL MOON IN AQUARUS READING 08/11/2022 Cards: The DreamKeepers Tarot: XIV Temperance Shadowscapes Tarot: Page of Pentacles The Shaman’s Dream Oracle: (45) Repairing the veil
Song: I Am Already Enough
This Full Moon is what you make it to be! The Energy will reflect what it is you make it to be.
There are so many postings, messages, warnings to revelations about what this Full Moon will bring. The truth is – This Full Moon is what you make it to be for you!
Temperance offers you the ability to bring to the table what it is you want to release, let go, and start rebuilding in yourself. You have the knowledge, the information, the worthiness, trying to put the pieces of the Cosmic puzzle into some sense of understanding that makes sense to you, about you, for you. What is it you continue to look outward for, start looking and experiencing that INWARD… for you by you.
Nobody has more information or knowledge than you. You know what your heart is true, meaningful and purposeful. Time to start balancing the knowledge you already possess and create the shades inside of you that brings you balance, harmony and understanding so you can become more in the BEING of Being. We are here to Experience the Physical Universe as Eternal Spirits.
YOU MATTER.
Your dreams, desires, visions, and hopes all matter. The energy that dreams bring – tap in to that create what it is you want. Blaze forward with the sense that you are truly worthy of what it is you want for prosperity, growth, abundance, experiences. You just need to let go of the chain you are holding on that says ‘you are not worthy’. It is time to use all the resources you have to find the root of that experience (you are not worthy) and take back the power/energy that you unknowingly gave away.
There is power when we work together, without the veil of “you” and “me” separating us. However that power can create trauma, pain, suffering and sorrow, when we take the words/energy from outside into our energy. That power can also create joy, happiness, and pleasure when we take those energies into our own. It is learning how to not take into our space the energies that do not serve us, or allow us to feel unworthy, unloved, or unwanted.
YOU ARE WORTHY.
There is no right or wrong when it comes to allowing these energies into our own energies and either expand our space or contract our space.
It is just lack of awareness that it happens, which is easily rectify by bringing our attention to the NOW, and make conscious choices of what we will let into our space.
YOU ARE HERE TO EXPERIENCE – the richness and fullness of the physical universe as an eternal spirit.
For this Full moon affirmation:  I am worthy of all and open to flow of energies.
Please feel free to ask any questions, share your thoughts, let me know how I can assist you. 
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Experience, observe, be curious and enjoy!
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