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In your opinion what is the best moon sign to have?
Ooooh okay- this is a great question because in traditional astrology- there's no 'best' Moon Signs but ones that are easier to work with and embrace.
Disclaimer: Astrology is a holistic science and should not be taken seriously and this will be a generic analysis.
Easiest Moon Signs To Have & Why:
Cancer Moon!!!
Cancer is ruled by the Moon and therefore is EXALTED in this placement and allows that nurturing Cancerian energy to thrive at its fullest extent.
The heaviness of having a Cancer Moon is 'mommy issues' because it's common for people with a Cancer Moon to have had a mother emotionally rely on them as a child which can lead to co-dependency and attachment issues.
It is always a 'green flag' Moon sign for me because I know this person will have a sense of warmth, care and safety in their demeanour.
I.e Half of Ateez have their Moon Sign in Cancer...guess which ones??
Libra Moon!!!
Libra is ruled by Venus and is considered the 'feminine' one out of Air Signs plus Libra is ruled by the scales so this can manifest in someone who's quite 'balanced' in their emotional regulation- or completely whacked and all over the place.
The heaviness of having a Libra Moon is growing up in an environment where bouts of open affection were rewarded and not just given- which could manifest in a constant need to please others. *cough-cough bang chan cough-cough*
This is a green flag Moon Sign for me because people with a Libra Moon are genuinely nurtured and motivated by helping and providing support for others.
Taurus Moon!!!
The other Moon Sign ruled by Venus and I love my Taurus Moons because y'all are domestic af and I just know if I'm being invited over to your house you're going to serve with your charcuterie boards and scented candles.
The heaviness of a Taurus Moon is growing up in an environment where looks, reputation and status took priority over mental and emotional well-being so- it didn't matter if you didn't feel good but if you looked good- then that's all that mattered.
Having a Taurus Moon is a green flag for me because whilst you aren't the most emotionally available, you are so giving and motivating with your time and your gifts.
And your ability to network is crazy, you want a favour?? They know the person who can do it for you.
Leo Moon!!!
This is a mixed review but I wanted to include all the elements in here and Fire Moons to get a lot of flack in the astrology world.
But Leo Moons makes the best hype partner and motivator and they are RIDE OR DIE for the people they love!!
The heaviness of a Leo Moon is learning how to mask and perform for others at a young age, these are the type that grew up in an environment where the mother was like 'Always act like we're a happy and supportive family-even if we're not and your dad is cheating behind my back'.
A Leo Moon is a green flag for me because the loyalty you have for your loved ones is so strong and they will be that bright, shining light for you in your darkest moments.
#anon ask#answered ask#astrology ask with ruby#zodiac signs#cancer moon#libra moon#taurus moon#leo moon#moon signs#astrology signs#astro observations
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Hello! I have one interesting idea for you 🐱
How about if Sebastian Michaelis is in love with the music and astrology teacher who comes to teach Ciel (he is kind, but not stupid. He himself realized that Sebastian is not a human). ->
One rainy evening, Y/N and Sebastian are making cookies or something sweet for the others, it could be something like a fluff (sfw) . Cute ~
If you don't like the idea, then skip it! I wish all the best!o(〃＾▽＾〃)o
Written in the stars
Sebastian Michaelis x male astrologist/music teacher reader.
Sfw/fluff
I hope you like it this is my first time doing something like this
As a music teacher for the nobles you knew a few things you knew the gossip the idle chat and you knew what was meant to be, you knew all these things after all they are written in the stars all things considered you knew that there were other things out there supernatural ���things” I mean you were never the naive type but you had never met any supernatural being well that was until you went to the phantomhive resident, you were there to give music instructions to the young earl as you arrived something felt off but you ignored it as you were soon greeted by a man you assumed was the butler “ welcome to the phantomhive residence sir L/n” the black haired male spoke with his signature closed eye smile “glad you could have me” I spoke trying to be as polite as I could “but of course you are the best music teacher around” the man spoke showing his red eyes, as soon as I seen his ruby red eyes I knew that he was in fact not a human and by the look on his face he knew that I seen through his secret “well look at the Time we must not dwell around you have lessons with my young master after all” the demon spoke “indeed I do” the demon soon turned around and showed me to the earl, once we arrived to the arts room I was greeted by a Ciel holding a violin “shall we get started I spoke” “we shall” ciel spoke while y/n was teaching Ciel how to play the violin Sebastian was checking the shorter male out looking at him in aw as the male played the violin Sebastian felt entranced by the humans beauty but more than that his talent and before he knew it the lessons where over “you have gotten better” I spoke “indeed I have” Ciel spoke feeling proud of himself, right as I was about to leave I heard Ciel say “would you like to stay for tea and cookies?” It took a second for me to process “I don’t see why not I have nothing else on my schedule” as I said that I could have sworn I seen Sebastian smile widely “well then I should go get started on it right away my lord”
“Yes they are”
Sebastian spoke “I can help if you would like after all my family has a lot of bakers” “that would be great” ciel said making it obvious he just has a sweet tooth, as me and Sebastian start to walk towards the kitchen he speaks “what type of cookies would you like to make?” “Hmm how about f/c they are really good for rainy days and everyone will love them” “that sounds like a lovely idea” “thank you” you gave him a smile and walked into the kitchen leaving the demon a blushing mess as you start to look around grabbing ingredient and setting them down on the table you try to get the flour off the top shelf when suddenly you hear “do you need some help” “that would be really nice” you say blushing with embarrassment, you and Sebastian get started on making the cookies “so do you have a partner?” The demon asks trying to break the silence “no, no I do not” I say thinking about Sebastian “oh well would you like to go out on a date with me then” the black haired male asked “I would really like that” right as I finished my sentence the timer for the cookies ringed “well looks like they are done” Sebastian said “yep!” I said enthusiastically, sebastian and I took the cookies too the dinning room where I see three clumsy people breaking things and a annoyed looking Ciel “cookies?” I said trying to lighten the mood, after Ciel took a few cookies I was soon attacked by three people who I found out where called finny, mey rin, and bardroy they all started to ask for a cookie so I caved in and the next thing I know they where all gone “I saved you one” I said to Sebastian as I handed him a cookie “thank you” he said smiling I looked at the time it was 8:23 and it was getting dark “thank you for having me” I spoke as I walked out to my carriage, on my way out sebastian stopped me “don’t forget about our dinner” he whispered in my ear giving me a closed eye smile “I won’t” I replied smiling ear to ear
#black butler x male reader#black butler#x male reader#chubby male reader#sebastian michaelis x male reader#sebastian michaelis#sebastian Michaelis x reader
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So lately i've been curious on ways i can connect more with Lady Lilith in worship & involving her into my everyday life. I see that you're a Lilithian, so i'm just curious on how you do these things!
here are some tips and offerings you can give to her , but first a tw : slight mentions of abuse , kidnapping , child murder , food , wine , sex , and religious trauma . btw , the underlined part is a link !
1. you can start by reading about Lilith in judaism , although her origins go back to ancient Mesopotamia . deities and other guardians love when we read about their myths as long as we understand that they are not their myths ( like in Greek mythology ) since the myths were written by humans who mostly feared the deities . however , you can always choose to believe anything from the myths . personally , i believe that there is some truth in every myth , and i believe Lilith was not allowed to be in the Garden of Eden after she refused to submit to Adam because she wanted to be equal to him
2. unlearn the bad things you might have been taught about Lilith . she is thought to be evil and many people think that she likes to kidnap and murder babies , but that is not the case , in fact , she is very motherly and she can help women who are in abusive relationships . i can confirm this for you , as she made sure my angel babies are safe and she is keeping abusive people away from my life for as long as possible
3. offerings : chocolate or dark chocolate ( you can eat it in her honor , i promise it’s not disrespectful ) , choosing yourself and stepping into your power , roses , the colors red and black , dark crystals ( such as obsidian , red jasper and / or ruby ) , apples , snake imagery , cinnamon , wine ( especially red dark wine but if you are not fond of that , you don’t have to give her a wine offering ) , figures of her for your altar ( if you cannot afford an altar , that’s okay , just remember that you are a living altar ) , self care / self love , sex magic ( same as the wine situation , if you are not comfortable with sex magic you obviously do not have to do that ) , shadow work , which is looking at the parts of yourself ( mind , emotions , behavior , etc ) that you avoid the most / are most ashamed of . while doing shadow work , you give those parts of you a space to speak . it’s going to be painful sometimes because you will be noting down the parts of yourself that you tend to hide from the others , but remember Lilith will not force you to do shadow work if you don’t want to or if you need to stop it . you can vent and / or rant to her instead . also , a couple of personal offerings i gave to her are on my discord bio i added the black moon Lilith sign ( ⚸ ) , which i think is more connected to astrology but she still appreciates it , the another offering is my pfp on my main tiktok being a painting of her by Dante Gabriel Rossetti :
4. Lilith is understanding , and she will give you space if you need time from your practice due to mental health reasons . if you struggle with religious trauma , she will reassure you that you don’t need to ask for her forgiveness . even if you don’t feel her presence , even if you don’t see her , she will be there for you . you can ask her for signs , and she will eventually deliver them ; for me , she makes sure to land readings with messages from her through tiktok on my fyp . the way she sends signs might be different for you , but she is not subtle when she wants to give you a message . she will also be honest and she will tell you the truth . you can talk to her about everyday things in your life to connect with her , and if you need , you can ask her for reassuring cuddles
i hope these helped ! ♥︎
#sumerian goddess#mesopotamian goddess#demonolatry#jewish mythology#mother of demons#mother lilith#daughter of lilith#lilithian#deity work#deity worship#chaos witch#devilshills
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THE BIG RWBY BASEBALL POST
(previously on Leah Combines RWBY With Sports That Had Peak Popularity in The Early 20th Century: 2021 Kentucky Derby Horse Names as RWBY Weapons, Ranked)
Friends, it's that time of year again.
"Baseball season?" you ask. And I say: yes, but also.
"Oh. RWBY hiatus?" you groan, realizing I'm about to do something slightly unhinged.
Bingo.
To make a very long story short, I love these two things, and wanted to combine these two things, and have very strong opinions about these two things, so here we are: a post that makes a functional baseball team out of RWBY characters. True, the Venn diagram of people who like both these things as much as I do to serve as my audience is probably small. True, baseball positions aren't astrological signs and anyone of any personality can play anywhere, but lord knows there are Tropes and I plan to indulge.
SO. I give you the starting nine (plus some bullpen depth) of the Beacon Huntresses:
Pitcher: Weiss Schnee. Among several decisions that are no-brainers, this one is probably the no-brainiest. Weiss is a lefty (always highly in demand for pitchers) and her balletic combat movement style translates perfectly to a distinct delivery mechanic. Weiss is a high velocity, high strikeout pitcher who induces a lot of swings and misses with nasty breaking stuff that dances through the air and paints the corners. Because it brings me joy to think about, I'm going to say that Remnant uses old NL rules so Weiss has to bat, and I'll rank her at like a Cole Hamels-level "hey, that's not embarrassing for a pitcher!" career .400 OPS. Not afraid to sac bunt when she has to, but beats out the throw more often than you'd think.
Catcher: Jaune Arc. Yes yes get in your "White Knight real" jokes while you can about Weiss and Jaune playing as the regular battery. This one was also an easy selection; catchers are valued most highly for their strategic minds and defensive capabilities, with any offense added seen as a bonus. As the latest kerfuffle with the Cardinals blaming Willson Contreras for *checks notes* not being Yadi Molina shows, having trust in your catcher to call the game and be thoughtful in his pitch selection in high-leverage situations is paramount. That's Jaune all over. Probably not much of a power guy but has pop when it counts and is excellent at pitch framing.
First Base: Yang Xiao Long. Okay I promise I'll stop calling every decision a no-brainer but THIS ONE REALLY IS. Yang is your classic slugging first baseman, of whom there are literally too many examples to name-- including many righties YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE LEFTY TO PLAY FIRST OKAY. Yang's a Vladdy. Hits for serious power, but more than that embodies the quality that the best first basemen have: she's The Mayor. Truly iconic first basemen are fun to chat with! They are friendly to all their visitors as opposing players stop over on their way around the diamond; this is Yang to a T. Yang probably used to play center field in high school and got converted to 1B in the minors. Most likely on the team to induce very silly rundowns with goofy, clever, self-sacrificial baserunning. Has a penchant for always hitting homers the next time she faces a pitcher after she's been hit by a pitch.
Second Base: Blake Belladonna. She is all about those scrappy diving catches, and flipping to Ruby quickly so they can turn two (but I'm getting ahead of myself). Blake's a utility infielder who'd be comfortable anywhere but let's be real she likes playing the right field side because she gets sad when she can't easily make smirky meaningful eye contact with Yang at all times, so they keep her at second so she won't pout. Probably hits high average but low slugging. Most likely to volunteer to be a position player pitching during a blowout and then, like. Unexpectedly throw 93 with movement. Definitely steals a lot.
Shortstop: Ruby Rose. Ruby has the brains to be a catcher but to waste/ruin her speed on catcher's legs would be a crime; she's got zippy athleticism written all over her. She bats leadoff because she has excellent plate discipline; she's a hard out and gets on base a ton. Think a DJ LeMahieu or Bryson Stott at his best-- sprays to all fields, and sees pitches in the double digits like every other at-bat because she's happy to stand there and keep fouling it off with an infuriating smile on her face until the pitcher makes a mistake. Steals even more often than Blake does, but specifically is a tricksy little imp on the basepaths like Anthony Volpe-- like she would definitely induce a throw when she was already back at the bag because she dances around. (I s2g there's video of this but I cannot find it anywhere sry.)
Third Base: Penny Polendina. Fast hands, Gold Glove-level defense. Unfortunately she's built in the mold of an Adalberto Mondesi or Byron Buxton where it's like "no better player on earth when she's healthy but she's NEVER HEALTHY;" she's got glass bones and has had multiple weeks-long trips to the Injury List or needed season-ending surgery because something popped or snapped. The sort of player where it's like "god no you don't understand, the game is so much better when she's playing" and it's a heartbreaker because SHE KEEPS GETTING TAKEN AWAY FROM YOU. Once did a bat flip after a home run because Ruby encouraged her to and, like, the bat shattered on the grass somehow because she's that strong.
Left Field: Emerald Sustrai. Because if you ask her, her face turn was... out of left field! Eh? Eh??? Okay yeah sorry. To me Emerald is a 2022 Oswaldo Cabrera situation where they threw her in left because they had nowhere else to put her even though she'd never played it before in the minors but she was just. Instantly extremely good at it. Has great range for tracking down fly balls in foul territory. Very streaky hitter who either runs super hot and super cold with no in-between. Steals a lot but also gets caught stealing a lot because she's impatient (see also: streaky hitter, probably chases out of the zone and has really poor plate discipline). But she's getting better! Most likely to come up with cute home run celebration ideas and then absolutely refuse to take credit for them.
Center Field: Pyrrha Nikos. This is the last of the extremely obvious no-brainers. Pyrrha is your star franchise player in center field; she is your Aaron Judge, your Mike Trout. Hits for average and for power, pure athleticism and grace, the player everyone's heard of even when they don't give a shit about baseball. Also now I'm just thinking about how Mike Trout would 100% be like "actually that cereal isn't very good for you" and Pyrrha would 100% stay up all night riveted to the Weather Channel and then call in to compliment the meteorologist they are the same person. Her catches at the fence are so spectacular, you could swear her glove's magnetized.
Right Field: Nora Valkyrie. Is there a very obvious "designated hitter" joke to be made about Nora "be strong and hit stuff" Valkyrie? Yes, of course. But I already said Remnant doesn't have the DH and let's be real, Nora's got a CANNON for an arm and thus belongs in right. Like I'm talking throws like this beaut from Hunter Renfroe the other day-- you do not run on Nora, because she WILL get you out on what you think is a routine double. Bats cleanup and probably has a whole Bash Brothers routine with Yang, including special handshakes. Definitely a pull hitter.
Regular starting lineup is most likely:
Ruby
Pyrrha
Yang
Nora
Blake
Penny
Jaune
Emerald
Weiss
Rounding out the team in the bullpen are:
Long relief: Lie Ren. When your starter melts down and you need someone to keep things calm and give you like four quality innings without giving up more runs, Ren's your guy. Also very happy to play setup man. Throws a knuckleball, says Nora taught him how, and refuses to give more details when people ask.
Closer: Oscar Pine. Admittedly probably more of a ground ball pitcher than a strikeout guy; he induces weak contact and is always going for the double play. I see him as a David Robertson or Kenley Jansen type who gets himself into jams and then gets out of them and like. Yes more often than not he gets the job done but sometimes he'll give you a damn heart attack about it. OSCAR WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS.
In the process of writing this post Helen asked me who the manager would be and noted Qrow would give absolutely adorable A League Of Their Own vibes. She also suggested that Ozpin (well, Ozma) probably invented baseball in the first place, so... more proof that she's funnier than me.
okay I've been thinking about and then writing this for almost five hours now I have to stop. should I have put some of this behind a cut? probably! but I think it's beautiful, so... sorry but not sorry to all your dashboards <3 I want you to know this included way more specific baseball player comps at one point but I took some of them out so you might have a chance of understanding this <3
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Do you have a Tone Deaf version of Clay Calloway?
(Perfectly fine if you don't. I was just curious, plus I love all your redesigns)
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SORRY THIS TOOK FUCKING FOREVER LMAO [been sitting in my inbox since FEBRUARY THIRTEENTH, HOLY SHIT :D]. YEAH, here he is :pppp a solid draft for you
Lowkey [highkey] gave up on the clothing wrinkles on the arms, but I still like how it turned out I think. I don't have much on him in terms of rewrite, but I do have some, so I'll dump it all here under the cut.
I swear I love asks, please feel free to say/ask whatever, I'm just horrible at answering in a reasonable time-frame because I always want to make it this beautiful masterpiece and end up turning all of them into full-on posts- or, at least I want to ~_~
Headcanonssss-
Ash gave him that button off her jacket [probably needs to be resized I'm realizing lol] [also I totally adopted this headcanon from someone elses post- might've been yours. Whoever came up with it I love it <3]
Born during the reformation that happened after the war- basically, nobody was really fighting anymore during this time, but some big people in power were still being stupid [aka: not letting their prisoners go]
So that would be somewhere around 1947? Which would put his age at 61 in my universe [which is in 2008- the times are pretty much random, nothing really lines up irl. Ignore how they use tech and other things that shouldn't have been invented yet lol]
He grew up when the Skunk Dolls were new and popular and stuff. And he loved them- so much that the band actually kinda inspired his music career
[Skunk Dolls also made loads of protest songs btw. War stuff]
Takes a ridiculous amount of care with his mane, and if he lets you touch it, that's a true sign of trust
So the Piglets always like to play with it, and Ash has given him braids a few times
He's had that scruffy red jacket since his early days
I should draw patches on it-
Ash probably'll give him a quill or two to put in it too with all the patches and repair stitches
He wears a lot of plaid, I just didn't wanna draw it <3
Rough and torn up clothes too
Everything he owns has some sort of smudge or tear in it from motorbiking and/or just being himself <3
His ears are pierced in almost every way imaginable, and when Ash found out, she went CRAZY
Cue her getting him to try on a bunch of stuff
He likes wrought iron jewelry and has never been a fan of anything with gemstones in it
Buster is terrified of him, but Clay is just kinda a blunt person and it doesn't mix well with Buster sometimes. They get along eventually tho. There was also some really bad timing with the circumstances of how they even met in the first place too lol-
Johnny is also. Super terrified.
Buster and him are like "Ahhh.... that guy scares the living daylights out of me." "Ohh, thank god it's not just me-"
He has a strange out-of-pocket interest in astrology.
And in herbology and plants in general, but he picked that up from Ruby. Astrology was all his, and it is the one thing he will "nerd out" over
Also the kind of guy to make fun of you for nerding out too
Making fun of people is his love language
So is giving people food
He's not great with his words and can find it hard to express love by just telling someone. Back to the bluntness thing, you can often find him accidentally offending someone and he doesn't even realize it
The troupe very quickly learned this and it's more of an endearing trait of his to them [and to most people who know him]
REALLY good cook. Fantastic, in fact. Probably one of the best chefs out of any of the characters.
Learned the hard way that enlisting Buster's help in the kitchen is a bad idea. Also Ash isn't great either, but he actually tries to teach her some of his recipes. And she's quickly improving
Buster was just being an idiot and forgot you shouldn't microwave tinfoil
Clay travels a lot, but spends most of his time in Calatonia [he technically still lives at his and Ruby's house, but he's super scared of accidentally closing himself off again, so he only visits to check up on the flowers and maintain the property pretty much]
He's like Ash's second [and very cool] dad. Which- also intimidates Buster quite a bit :D
I feel like their dynamic could be a sitcom. Clay is Ash's awesome dad and Buster is Ash's lame [endearing] and oddly unhinged and anxious dad who feels like he has to be as cool as Clay [and always fails heehee]
Clay is more entertained by Buster's ridiculous criminal record than horrified and I don't know if that's worrying or just a classic Calloway W
He's a very nonchalant person
Ruby's death is the only time I can really think he had a legitimate emotional break that wasn't just him being snappy [which is also pretty rare]
Clay's also like an uncle to the Piglets
He's kinda just taken up the role of "super awesome miscellaneous family member" for everyone at this point
He's back performing again after Sing 2- just not frequently or putting out any new songs [on his own at least- he might do a collaboration or two with Ash]
#back again with my monthly post :D#I probably'll come up with more later-#this was actually really good for brainstorming :D#I haven't focused much on Sing 2's timeline- mostly because there's just so much to do with Sing 1 ~_~#character backstories- general worldbuilding- actual plot progression- character introductions- buster's gradual breakdown-#lots lol#sing movie#sing 2016#sing 2021#clay calloway#buster moon#ash sing#character headcanons#character redisign [not really]#digital art#furry art#anthro#fanart#Tone Deaf#alternate universe#this was made in a new art program btw! really like how it turned out :DDD#Kleki is like an abusive wife to me and Ibis on computer is my sidechick coping mechanism ~_~#Lemon Lore✨✨✨
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10, 11, 12, and 13 for the oc ask thingy!! 💖
hehe thanks friend!! ill just answer for a bunch of ocs cuz im bored!
10. if they wear jewelry, what kind? do they prefer silver or gold? do they have a favorite gem?
i just realized that every single one of my ocs wears gold jewelry except lucy hajdgs what can i say i have an aesthetic preference
hmm lets see for gems ill kin assign them some
lucy: pearl, opal
lasha and solvin: sapphire
atlas: black diamond, moonstone
avarice: classic diamond, ruby
billy: garnet
him: amber, agate
11. what do they have in common with you? how are they different? would you get along with them?
allll of my characters (except billy and avarice who are kinda singular because theyre from a vegas criminal campaign) have a nature theme, as well as backstories with social isolation and complex familial and/or romantic relationships. i think id get along best with him and lucy since theyre the mellowest lmao. lucy in particular is a very self indulgent character in terms of being a dreamy autistic fish girl so we would nerd out together <3
12. how long have they been around? do you know their birthday? is their birthday the day you made them or another day? what do they think of celebrating birthdays?
im gonna give them zodiac signs since idk wtf calendars theyve got going on in various fantasy worlds but astrology is obviouslyyy universal
billy: gemini, would go all out spoiling others on their birthdays, keeps his own under wraps and would be a little grumpy about attention if someone found out when it was
avarice: aries, she is the birthday queen her entire birth month is her birthday shower her in gifts immediately
atlas: gemini, has no idea wtf a birthday is but imo the fey have gemini energy
him: virgo, best home-made gift giver, enjoys being god's specialist boy on his birthday and cherishes the gifts and attention, basically the one day a year where he can be a liiiittle selfish as a treat
lucy: pisces, brings people pretty stones on their birthdays, would shyly enjoy being celebrated
lasha: scorpio, another attention-loving birthday queen, dries flowers and plants throughout the year that remind her of her friends and gifts them on their birthdays
solvin: cancer, how did you find out his birthday? that is privileged information! lightning zap x1000
13. what languages do they speak? how fluently?
in terms of fun fantasy languages him speaks druidic and lasha speaks elemental. also i realized the other day that common is definitely not atlas's first language and they would speak other ones more fluently 🤔 like sylvan and celestial. and Tree.
#thank you friend!!!#kiwis dnd adventures#asks#i didnt really answer some of these exactly how the question asked but w/e#sick brain
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Hello!
This is Mersi Kokhavasheva, she/her. She is an Ilsabardian Raen Au Ra diviner-turned-knight based out of Gridania. I hope this will be a repository for the fan content I write about her story, from thoughtful snippets to five-part fanfiction.
FAQ&A
It's pronounced "mare-see" — not "mercy", though she understands the confusion — "koh-hha-vuh-shay-vuh".
Her preferred jobs were originally Bard, Dragoon, and Paladin, but she has of late swapped her arms for those of the Samurai, Dancer, and Gunbreaker. Blue magic is something of a special interest. She was raised on astrology, but has sworn off the cards since leaving home. Above all else, Mersi is a talented Weaver and seamstress, and is learning goldsmithing from her love.
She is engaged! Her love, A'rhya Velore, is a Gyr Abanian Seeker of the Sun Miqo'te with gorgeous ruby hair, and eyes like sapphire and amethyst, and a lovely soft voice that's not always able to be heard, and she's more than Mersi could ever have dreamed. However, recent events leave Mersi feeling less worthy than ever, and it shows in her haunted eyes whenever she's asked about a date for their wedding.
There is a timeline under construction for Mersi, A'rhya, and some friends along the way, to see how their spin on the Warrior of Light saga might look in a world in which, logistically, not every one of forty-eight million heroes could be veterans of the same battles.
I'm on Behemoth, in the midst of post-Heavensward. Feel free to say hi if you spot me, but I'm just as happy to chat here on Tumblr, or to share what I've written of her on AO3!
I'll likely be bouncing in and out of character here on Tumblr because, while this is not an RP blog, it's just fun to write in her headspace. If anyone wants to ask her a question, I think we'd be happy to answer. Perhaps we'll crack open the ask box and find out!
Frequent Tags
the Road to Sharlayan: This is for the stories written about Mersi and friends, or for progress made toward the next. I am new to AO3, so I would appreciate honesty when it comes to tagging etiquette! I hear it's "the more tags, the better" but, stars above, there are so many tags.
the Ruby and Larimar: Any Q's-and-A's Mersi gets through the ask box will be tagged as such, as will any fanart I mock up along the way. Casual coffee shop vibes! We love it.
Lore Have Mersi: For when Mersi have lore! These will be posts that explore who Mersi is as a person, or how she came to be as such. I will likely also use it for theorycrafting, such as my thoughts on the Deck of Sixty.
an Average Day in Eorzea: Memes. Nonsense. Shenanigans. Nothing you wouldn't see in Limsa, I'm sure!
Stories So Far
the Spineless Serenade (Romance)
War in the north has found peace; those who fought alone to the east have found allies. From the patrol squadrons of Ishgard comes Mersi Kokhavasheva of the Knights Dragoon; from the war rooms of Rhalgr's Reach comes A'rhya Valore. This is not a story of their struggles, but of a rare moment in between. This is the story of a chance to grasp, and of their refusal to let go.
Coerthan Call (Drama/Tragedy)
A sudden decision on the battlefield brings dangers unforeseen, and well foreseen. High above the Coerthas Western Highlands, two Knights Dragoon weigh the risks and put it all on the line to slay the dragon Graoully, but Mersi Kokhavasheva's past flies close behind.
The Lovers' Plainsong (Drama)
In the fallout of her abduction by the heretics of Coerthas, Mersi Kokhavasheva rests with her fiancée in the shadow of war. Trauma shapes her future, worsened by the knowledge of how and why, of agency and fate. With the help of the one she loves, a woman broken must once again be made whole. All the while, the Dragon roars.
In Progress:
the Forgotten Berceuse (Romance)
Two outsiders, strangers to the land of Eorzea, have found themselves sudden heroes of the realm. One misses the sands; the other, the waters. Together they find harmony, self-confidence, and room to breathe.
Ballet de Cour: A'rhya's Card (Romance)
Despite two decades of training in the ways of astrology, Mersi has long been afraid to ask the cards for further guidance. With help from a dear friend, that bond may be renewed—or, by overcoming insecurity and learning unshakable trust, two diviners may strengthen their own bond instead.
A Tençon for Ishgard (Drama)
The Dragonsong War has raged long enough. Both sides seek harmony, yet forces of darkness and light yet seek destruction. Caught between both worlds and asking for neither, Mersi Kokhavasheva has put down her lance; she rejoins the fray on her own terms.
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Author: Squizzel
Prompts: Dark chocolate. Falling in the dark. Constellations.
Group: B
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Star Crossed
“Watch your step.” Gold held onto Lacey’s arm carefully as they picked their way up the hill to the clearing. Darkness had fallen and while the flashlight they carried illuminated their way, the forest path held more than a few trip hazards. Lacey had foregone her usual high heels, but he still had his cane to deal with.
His thoughts that perhaps this had been a foolish idea evaporated when they reached the top and Lacey caught sight of the blanket spread out across the ground, flickering candles at the side and a basket in the centre. Her face lit up in a delighted smile at the scene and he resolved to give Dove a significant bonus this year.
Practically pulling on his arm, Lacey led him over to the blanket and the nest of cushions there. Giving him time to seat himself comfortably with his cane and ankle, Lacey focused on the basket, turning to hand him a glass of champagne once he was settled.
“This is beautiful, Rum.” She clinked her glass against his and smiled over the rim as she took a sip. “But you know you don’t have to go to all this trouble for outdoor sex. You only have to ask.”
“Maybe later,” he smiled, tilting his head upwards, “For now I thought you might enjoy the show.”
Lacey followed his gaze to the sky and he shifted his focus, wanting to savour her expression as she took in the sight. Their distance from the lights of town and the lack of cloud cover made for a spectacular view of the night sky and he was gratified to see a wide smile break out across her face.
“You know, I used to be fascinated by the stars when I was a little girl.” Lacey cuddled closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder. “At one point I could name every constellation in the sky. Then we moved to the States and they all flipped around.”
He could hear the wistfulness in her voice and leaned his head against hers. “How old were you?”
“Fifteen. My mother had just died, Dad thought we needed a fresh start and for some reason decided that Maine would be just the place. Suddenly I’m thousands of miles away from everyone I know and everything’s different. Even the sky.”
“That must have been difficult,” he sympathised. “Do you miss Australia a lot?”
“I… guess? It’s weird. I feel like I miss it more than I miss it, you know?” She glanced at him and shook her head at the look of confusion on his face. “Sorry, I know that sounds insane. It’s just whenever I think about it, it’s like I’m remembering another lifetime. A life that’s not really mine cos my life is here.”
“In Storybrooke?”
“With you. I never really felt like I belonged here either until I met you.” She smiled at him briefly before pulling a face and leaning back. “Sorry, that was mushy. Hey look, a shooting star!”
He allowed her change of subject and joined her in turning back towards the sky. “Yes, there’s supposed to be a rather impressive meteor shower tonight. It’s why I brought you here.”
“Oh!” Lacey cried in delight as more and more streaks shot across the heavens. “You know, I always used to make a wish on a shooting star. Do you think it still works if there are hundreds of them?”
“I think wishing on a hundred stars works about as well as wishing on one,” he said drily.
“Cynic.” She nudged him playfully. “Next you’ll be telling me you don’t believe in astrology either.”
“Mmm, a load of bollocks if you ask me,” Gold scoffed.
“Yeah, Ruby read my star chart once.” Lacey looked at him mischievously. “Apparently I’m intellectual, serious and reserved.”
Gold laughed. “Told you, bollocks.”
“Also that I’m a passionate lover with a taste for the finer things in life.”
“Well, maybe there is something to it.” He grinned as she took both of their glasses, placing them to the side before returning to press her lips to his. They fell back onto the blanket, lost in each other as the stars streaked the sky overhead.
A couple of hours later, after a highly satisfying stargazing experience, they began the journey home. Gold smiled as they walked, Lacey happily extolling the virtues of outdoor sex under the stars as they made their way down the hill.
He should have been paying more attention to where he was going. If he had he might have noticed the tree root that caught his foot and sent him sprawling forwards. Suddenly he was falling in the dark and the last thing he heard before his head hit the ground and his world turned black was Lacey screaming his name.
“Rum!”
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“Rum…” Lacey’s voice. She sounded worried. He didn’t want her to worry. Gold groaned as he tried to open his eyes, wanting to reassure her that he was all right.
“Rumple…” He frowned. When had she ever called him Rumple? .
“Rumplestiltskin!” Okay, that was definitely new. She’d never called him that before.
“Rumplestiltskin, please wake up!”
He finally cracked an eye open to see Lacey’s anxious face above him. He blinked a few times before focusing properly. She was leaning over his form, he must be on the ground, and she sighed in relief when his eyes met hers.
“Are you all right?” She helped him to sit up and he frowned as he took in her dress. A long blue number with white sleeves and a laced up front. It didn’t look like anything Lacey would ever wear in all the time he’d known her. Was the Renaissance Fair in town? That might also explain why he appeared to be dressed in leather, he realised, as he looked down at his legs.
“I…” He reached toward her then pulled his arm back in shock. What was wrong with his skin? And his nails? He stared at his hand with a strange fascination. “What happened?”
“I don’t know. I was bringing you your tea but when I came in you were just lying on the floor unconscious. Did one of your potions go awry?”
“My… potions?” He turned and took in the room they were in, familiarity slowly returning to him. Yes, yes he had been working on a potion. Over there, on the table. He pushed himself off the ground and slowly walked towards it, dimly wondering why his ankle didn’t hurt and then wondering why he thought it should.
“It certainly looks like something went wrong.” Lacey…no that wasn’t right…Belle, she was Belle, nodded towards one of his vials, the dark sludge inside still smoking slightly.
“Yes…” Rumplestiltskin agreed absentmindedly. He remembered now. He’d been frustrated with his lack of visions for the future, unsure what his next step should be in his quest to find Bae, so he’d tried to brew a potion that would help his Sight. But he’d found himself distracted, put in too much wormwood and the potion had exploded, releasing a cloud of gas that had left him dizzy and weak.
And dreaming.
It had been a dream, hadn’t it? Or could it have been a vision? Had the potion done its job after all, showing him what the future held?
He looked at Belle in alarm, the memory of her warm skin under the touch of his human hands and her soft lips pressed against his, still vivid in his mind. It must have been a dream. She would never want him the way the figment in his imagination had.
Unwilling to dwell on such thoughts, he waved his hand and in a flash of smoke they were both in the great hall, the teapot and cups sitting on the table.
“I think that’s enough potions for one day.” Rumplestiltskin took his seat at the head of the table, watching Belle as she poured tea for them both before sitting on the table itself.
“Well, good. Because it’s almost dark and you promised to show me the star shower.”
“I did?”
“Yes! Remember, I told you that it was an annual event in Avonlea and you said we could see it much better from the top of your castle. And the nurses made me go home to rest, but I couldn’t sleep so I baked instead. I made dark chocolate cupcakes, your favourite. So you see you have to wake up because I can’t eat them all by myself.”
“What?” Rumplestiltskin stared at her in bewilderment. “What cupcakes?”
“I said I hope it’s a clear night. It was always such a disappointment when clouds would cover the sky during the star shower. Who said anything about cupcakes?”
“You did.”
“No I didn’t.” Belle frowned at him, reaching out to place the back of her hand against his forehead. “Are you sure you’re feeling all right?”
Rumplestiltskin shot out of his chair at the contact, the ghostly feel on her hand on his skin lingering like a burn. “What are you doing?”
“I…” Belle looked down at her hand and shrugged self-consciously. “I don’t actually know. It’s just something that my nurse always used to do whenever she was worried I might be ill.”
“No need to worry about me, dearie,” he trilled mockingly. “Dark Ones don’t get ill.”
“Maybe not, but apparently they do get knocked unconscious by their own potions, so forgive me if I’m concerned.”
“Concerned?” He repeated dumbly. “Why?”
“Because as much as you infuriate me sometimes, I really don’t want you to die. Maybe it’s better if you rest tonight.”
“No, no. You wanted the stars and the stars you shall have.” With another wave of his hand, Rumplestiltskin deposited himself and Belle at the top of the tallest tower, flicking his fingers to remove the roof so they could see the sky. Belle gasped in delight.
“I love the stars, don’t you?” She craned her neck to look in all directions. “They’re held in high regard in Avonlea. The Royal Astronomer said that I was born under a fortunate sign and would bring great honour to my family.
“Of course he did,” Rumplestiltskin scoffed. “That’s what every noble parent wants to hear.”
“Oh, don’t be so cynical. What was in your stars?”
“I have no idea. There were no Royal Astronomers at my birth, dearie.”
“And you’ve never done a reading yourself?” She looked at him with genuine curiosity.
“The stars are the realm of fairy magic. I try to stay away from such things.”
“You know, it’s also said that if you make a wish on the first star you see, it’ll come true.”
“I wouldn’t risk it. Inviting gnats into your house is a good way to get an infestation.”
“All right, I’ll leave the stars alone then. But I don’t care if you don’t believe in magic, I’m wishing on every single star I see that you’ll come back to me.”
“That makes no sense.” He turned to her in annoyance. “Obviously I believe in magic. I am a sorcerer after all.”
Belle looked at him curiously. “I know. But you said not to risk inviting the fairies in, so I said I wouldn’t.”
“You…” he began but trailed off. Her mouth was closed, but he could still hear her.
“I’m wishing on every star that you’ll wake up.” She sounded like she’d been crying and he didn’t want to think too much on why that made his heart lurch. He blinked. Her face was fading. Everything around him was fading until there was nothing but darkness. Darkness and that voice. That beautiful voice that meant the world to him. “Every meteor shower that ever was. Please wake up, Rum. Please.”
Desperation laced every syllable. He could feel it in his bones.
And apparently the stars could as well, because in a hospital bed in Storybrooke, Maine, Mr Gold opened his eyes.
And Rumplestiltskin woke up.
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BASICS:
Name: Nyra Odeyer
Age: 37 (167)
Occupation: Head of the Emerald Hotel & Puck's Luck
Species: Siren
Current Residence: Sunny Harbour, Lunar Cove, RI
BIO:
Once upon a time there lived a girl that dreamt of high castle walls and shimmering rubies, of colourful mosaics and sharp swords, but such images were restricted only to the dreamscapes and imaginations of the child, fated to fade in the dreamy golden hour of dawn’s first light, both a tragedy and reality as the threads that created those vivid tapestries slowly but surely unfurled to a deep longing within her heart. It wasn’t a displeasure to be born without such luxuries, her parents provided far more than most, and really, they too sometimes wished for riches so it never struck her as odd when such dreams recurred, happiness existed and that’s all that mattered… right?
Stories that began with once upon a time often promised happy endings.
This is not that story.
Let’s start again.
Once upon a life, in a memory of time, there lived a girl that knew something was different about her. Wrong or special would be debated in private even if the specifics evaded her but Niharika knew she walked a different path than her siblings. She teased much like they did, laughter rang the same notes if not a bit more melodic, she grew angry like them too, stomping feet like a child was wont to do, yet when her siblings did it skies did not gloom dark in the distance – could be a coincidence, she certainly wrote it of as such many times, but the comparison couldn’t help but be made. However, one of the many things that tormented her in the most annoying sense, Niharika could not, despite her best efforts, lie. But the girl had bigger things to worry about than getting her siblings into trouble.
Trouble, instead, found her.
It had been a normal day, she accompanied her mother and siblings to the local temple, and it all went well till a man dressed in priestly clothes questioned whether she would like a reading. Such a thing was not unusual, vedic astrology was an important facet of their belief and their mother agreed, considering this a blessing to be asked when the practice of a family to request such a thing. Something felt different about this to her, about him, but she paid her respects and stepped into a private room within the temple. Suspicions confirmed true when she called her Chandrika, but instead of confusing that ought to have been reflected, familiarity flashed across her face as something began to unlock within her mind; a memory tucked away in a forgotten pocket of time held a song, gentle waves, and a moon so bright she could feel its light illuminating everything in soft glow. He must’ve noticed her wide eyes but when he called her daughter, the spell broke with a tiny gasp as Niharika recoiled away. She couldn’t be blamed for the way hurt and disappointment moved across his face, she hardly paid any attention to anything as moonlight still danced in her vision. Something about past lives he had said about reincarnation and fate and told her to be cautious. She couldn’t believe any of it. The man, to avoid suspension for his intention was to only speak to her, had read her siblings charts too, imparting wisdom and advice to all of them. Thoughts weighed heavy on the girl's mind as they took their leave, half-listening to her siblings boast about being lucky in the near future or attain recognition in their adult life, and knowing she couldn’t speak fully without spilling her thoughts Niharika remained mostly silent, only saying she was told to be careful – which hadn’t been a complete lie, it was part of of what he had said.
Time ticked by uneventfully yet quickly, uneasiness had waned since the meeting, things returned to normal except now she was too aware of how often she looked to the moon, and no matter how soft her voice had been, she found eyes on her while she sang. Her family thought it was talent shining through as they were drawn to her voice for the uncountable time, magical they called it but that only caused brows to crease and head to be cast down. She kept her mouth shut and drew no gazes, kept emotions in check and skies stayed normal, tried not to think of the stranger but she crossed paths with him again. On her birthday this time. He said he had a gift and revealed a dress of golden silk and embroidery so delicate it looked to be a near perfect replica of the one she used to dream about. Niharika hadn’t worn it, hardly touched it in case it would fade or she tainted it with the ever growing wrongness she felt, what if it was the same one? That thought made her shudder as she stowed it away, trying not to think of the man’s departing words – “Be careful of the water.”
At a bazaar many moon cycles later did she bump into him, this time growing bolder with age she did not shy away, a lifetime of questions poured out of her at top speed. He did not chide her like adults did, did not scowl as she spoke out of turn, not even a word when she blamed him for countless sleepless nights caused by the warning he had given. Being the adamant little thing she was, Niharika brimmed with confidence as she teetered on the banks of Kaveri, eyes cast to the recent monsoon fed river, determined that there was nothing to worry here, how often had she ran alongside its current or swam in its waters? She had dragged him along to the riverside to prove it. Hopping closer, she all but dipped a leg in before she pulled it out in a panicked frenzy backing away from the waters edge as what she could only describe as the tail of fish grew out from her legs, her flesh being replaced scales as screams echoed with terror. And she swore when she looked at him with horror in her eyes, he simply smiled, like this was something to be expected, like this was normal. A variation of Matsyakanya he had said, citing their vedic lore. Heartbeat returned to a regular staccato rhythm, and for a moment she felt relief, peace, joy even as her tail splashed up some water – these she would come to know where the man’s emotions that gave her, except it felt like her own too.
Still coming to terms with this discovery, she did as told, what choice did she have? Days turned to years and this secret stayed within her, caged and confined like her wings that soon came about, entirely beautiful and mesmerising but she couldn’t share it, out of fear, out of promise, obligation, call it whatever, but she knew things would not be the same if she had. Water was avoided too once she found out what exactly she was. Yet, no amount of precautions would be enough to keep things as they had been, safety had never been granted for their kind she had been told and that slipped further and further from grasp.
The Raj’s guardsmen marching through the village had everyone on edge, their announcements of the King’s decree drew private scoffs yet none could oppose it. Her current family worried about what it would mean, and she had her own opinions on the matter but as she watched them tucked away from line of sight, she was pulled further into the crowd by an invisible force, though she had learnt to not react so openly, the act still jolted her. Invisibility. Another foreign concept. His frightened state was hard to miss, rushed explanations of hunters among the cavalry and fleeing were met again with wide eyes and racing thoughts. Things escalated quickly from then, raids and more soldiers, she didn’t want to run, didn’t want to leave her family behind but when questions that in a roundabout way pointed towards the unnatural state of being, luxury of choice was not afforded to them. It was in this slight hesitation, life flipped for Niharika, the hunted would always be pursued and on a moonless light she still vividly remembered, screams tore into the night as hunters stalked and killed her human family without remorse only later realising there wasn’t anything abnormal about them. She didn’t stick around till daybreak, she ran in the dead of night, teary eyed and angry causing the weather to shift and bend to her will. Her past-life father was ready, bags packed and he vanished as she escaped into the river before they could be found, letting the water take control and steer them to safety.
She grew quiet after that ordeal, blood clouding her vision as she cried, mourned for the loss of a loving family, what a sight she must’ve been too but he couldn’t do much about it other than hide them away, move them from place to place as battles broke out across the land; some pertaining to their kind, most not. Not many batted an eye at an ageing man and a silent girl. She had asked questions mainly as to why he had not kept on being ageless and the answer struck far too deep for something so simple – “I’m tired.”
He would not regenerate again and she accepted it, memories were precious things, they were all one had to keep them going. Before his permanent departure from this world, he had bestowed more knowledge on survival and their kin, answering every question he knew the answer to and finding out some he hadn’t known and giving names of woodland Fae and deep sea dwellers so she may discover more on her own. It was not custom for the daughter to perform last rites but she was family and she’d be damned if beliefs such as that prevented her from being there. It was attended by a few confidants he had made over time, some she had seen some not, all in all a quiet and private affair and none said a word of protest on the matter as she set the pyre alight, chanting mantras for a safe passage.
Last of the condolences were received as the sun dipped beyond the horizon, a man in a dark suit approached her speaking of a place for their kind, a sanctuary he was setting out to build. With promises to think on it, Niharika put a pin on that thought and it forever fluttered in the back of her mind as she spent the next few decades learning about the world and all it had to offer. She had a proper name for her form too, Siren, the English word more widely used fit snugly. She lived many different lives, some she remembered, some she let the memory float away on the tides, learned to love and live and felt death deeply when those she grew attached were lost to time. Grew into a sharper, resolute person, called herself Nyra too, a new name for what felt like a new life. Because in a way it was, yet she couldn't give up on her roots completely, the picked was a variant name of the goddess she was named after. She met more of her kind too and did end up visiting Lunar Cove, a sanctuary for the supernatural kind, staying a few months on and off but she did not root herself to its soil just yet, there was more to see, more to figure out, and discover she did. Fragments of her family, of both human and the magical kind, her travels took her across the globe, even to Europe where eyes rolled at the so-called British Raj’s. What opulence did they hold to the Maharajas of ages past? Laughable and easily dismissed. In all her finds, however, the best had been stumbling upon Aiyla after a hunter attack. France was her break but with it being a tumultuous time for the Banshee, Nyra easily stepped into help. A deed being repaid forward from times when she was given help. She assisted Aiyla with her endeavours, be it information, questions, nudging her slightly onto a better path, even took her to see Evelyn who knew everything, knowing that she would find some of not all the answers the younger Fae sought. Nyra weaved in and out of Aiyla’s life for years to come, not entirely a solid presence but not completely absent either till eventually she heard her own siren call – Lunar Cove beckoned for permanency and she answered leaving Aiyla to carve her own path and way forward.
The dubious tagline of a sanctum aside, Nyra made a solid foundation for herself in this town, and felt a sense of calm that she hadn’t experienced in years. She stayed on as a member of the court, grew close to Hazal over the years offering her support in any way possible, even took to running the Emerald Hotel to help any wayward Fae that wandered through the mirage. And to finally see Aiyla make her way in was a relief beyond words. But of course, turbulent waters were never far behind. Momentary exhalation came crashing down bringing death and destruction, she tried not to let her heart grow cold as horror upon horror struck the town she called home, especially with Aiyla made Queen and she her advisor, it was not the time for callousness and spite to fester. There was a new purpose now, a chance to dig up hope and mitigate danger that only seemed to grow.
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Hyunjins rising sign is a head crusher but no matter what he is, I genuinely believe he would need a partner that’s heavily influenced by fire signs. Especially because his North Node is in Leo and Mars in Aries. They would simply match his energy. Especially Leo Sun.
His placements indicates that he loves being praised and put on some sort of a pedestal ( also that’s why I think he has a corruption kink) and Leo’s will do exactly that, but at the same time they won’t be that easy with pursuing because they have some kind of visualisation when it comes to their partners. Which would match his Mars sing thats not into easy play. Leo’s are ruled by the Sun and they themselves live in some sort of a spotlight but they will also bring their partner into one too. And they expect the same treatment which also suits Hyunjin, because of his idealistic portrayal of who he wants and that is someone he can, to put it simply, show off in a way.
His Mars sign is also super prideful and he would be satisfied if he could date someone that others want, but they want him only. A Leo, especially Leo woman, would fall perfectly into his obsessions.
But even tho he fits Pieces energy, he still gives off Aries. He’s extremely dominant, larger than life and extremely comfortable in his skin. The biggest indicator would be the way he spoke about the restraints and the whole concept of Red Lights ( he wrote that song ffs). He’s prideful and confident so fucking much, that even speaking about subject that’s taboo in kpop comes easy for him. Pieces would hold back. Aries don’t give a fuck who hears or sees.
Ooooh okay so first of all,
Thank you for entering into my chat box with this analysis because it's very valid and well thought out.
Hyunjin is for me THE only idol where his birth time is extremely significant to know because he's on the balancing scales right now and his rising time will let us know whether he's Pisces or Aries territory.
Your point about the corruption kink has intrigued me because if he does have a corruption kink because he loves the pedestal you would put him on- then that would match Chan's Libra energy and then it seems Hyunjin might be an Aries Sun and a LIbra Moon after all.
Leo's would be a great sign for him regardless because of his north node but also if he is a Leo rising-which he could be if he was born earlier in the day.
The only point I have that's different is 'aries don't give a fuck who hears or sees' because as an aries stellium myself-let me tell you...
We absolutely do give a fuck who sees or hears- we're very sensitive creatures BUT we don't show it unless we think the vulnerability is worth it.
So I think Hyunjin had a lot of anxiety with expressing himself with red lights but I think his ego and chris's support helped him moved past it.
Plus- Hyunjin and his Pisces Venus means (and this is just my opinion as an Aries Sun with his Pisces Venus) he could favour HIS stans over the opinions of Stays in general.
So, I wouldn't be surprised if his thinking was also...
'I'll get judged with Red Lights but that's okay because I know MY personal fans will support me'.
To which they absolutely did- the Hyunjin stans completely had his back and supported him with Red Lights.
#anon ask#answered ask#astrology ask with ruby#stray kids hard hours#skz hard hours#hwang hyunjin#hyunjin smut#hyunjin x reader#aries sun#pisces venus
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I have found that the grist types available in a session often relate to something about said session.
Sometimes this is obvious. A player with an interest in nuclear science is more likely to have uranium grist in their session, for example.
Some types however are exceedingly common, and seems to not relate to anything in particular, or indicate something so banal or non-obvious that I've hit dead ends in researching them. "Diamond" grist for example seems to appear in almost every session I've heard of.
Contrast that with "Zillium" grist, which is very rare, and seems to often exist in sessions with cherubs as players. "Frosting" "Cake" "Syrup" and other "sweet food themed" grist types also seem to correlate with "cherubic influence", but are found more commonly in sessions without them than "Zillium" is.
I wanted to know if there are any grist types you've found to serve as potential indicators of anything, or if you know of any "rare" grist types that I may not have heard of.
And also, if you have ever played in a session where you were able to obtain at least one of every kind of grist available? I've been asking around, and people say either no, or that they can't remember. Even after looting every hoard I could, across many sessions, there was always at least a few types still greyed out in the grist cache. I feel like I can't be the first to notice this, is it a version drift thing? Like newer sessions have this problem but in older ones filling the entire cache was more common, and nobody noticed that being phased out?
Someone sent me an ask about "Cherubs" before, this is twice now. If there's a third ask about Cherubs, that either means a disinformation campaign afoot, or my information is spotty. Prolly because my internet is spotty, and there's all sorts of weirdness with the ringservers. If I find out that I've been years out of synch with the current replayernet, I'm gonna be pissed.
To answer your question though, I think this is largely SBURBan astrology. Which is to say, fake and not real. To my understanding, the Grist attribution is randomized, but roughly straightforward. Build Grist is the "(perfectly) generic" base Grist type, accessible to all players from before the game even begins. As more players enter the game, more Grist types become accessible, "unlocking" the ability for all players to create more items, and stronger items. Diamond is so omnipresent because it's essentially the ultimate element (only surpassed by Zillium, the infinity +1 element, which is in turn negated by Artifact, the shitty joke element who is countered and surpassed by literally every and any Grist type but nevertheless has an "aces beats kings" effect on Zillium). There is a sort of hierarchy, with less impressive Grist types like Shale, Chalk, or Tar being up first, and more impressive Grist like Gold, Ruby, or Uranium being "endgame", but it's very loosey-goosey, being ultimately randomly generated.
I imagine that your theses on "Uranium shows up with sciency-players" and "Frosting and Syrup show up with Cherubs around" are a sort of confirmation bias on your end. Most players tend to be "science-y" because SBURB seemingly selects for the most autistic members of a given species to receive the game and begin playing, so it seems likely that you just notice Uranium more when there's a nerd on your team, because you're looking for Uranium when you find nerds. As for why Frosting and Syrup show up with Cherubs, it could be two reasons. When a Cherub contacted me, he seemed to imply that he and his sister shared a body, but were two distinct entities, and recognized by the game as such. That's not only more players-per-player, but also sounds like a breeding ground for instability. So it might just be that Frost, Syrup, etc. aren't necessarily "associated with Cherubic influence", they're just uncommon "last-resort" Grist picks that the game might draw more when you have more players, or have players whose mere existence throws wrenches at the code. Similarly, I think Zillium is just rare because I've seen no consistent reports on how you acquire it. It might just be a "debug" Grist type that people accidentally figure out how to spawn sometimes, which would explain why it's so OP.
And to answer your last question, I have to say, maybe? I was never big into completionism, less so after the whole "you're stuck doing this forever" anvil dropped on my skull. I imagine I did it at least once, considering how intellectually superior and masterful at the game I am. I imagine that "impossible to acquire Grist" could just be a failsafe of sorts. If the game generates more Grist than it can process, Extremely Bad Things could happen, so it always generates some extra slots that will never be filled, just in case. Or maybe those are reserved for special Grists which are theoretically possible to acquire, but in practice aren't easily. Namely Zillium, which is almost impossible to get, or Artifact, which is always possible to get but so bad that you don't want it. If someone does manage to fill out the entire registry without finding Zillium or Artifact, I wonder what would happen if you then generated Zillium or Artifact. Would the game just invent a new slot to put it in? Or maybe it just won't generate the Grist. If someone reading this can experiment, do hit me up.
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As a dork who loves heraldry and family symbols, the ask you answered about Lions made me realize: I know nothing about Jewish heraldry! Any other fun facts, if you have time? I just like understanding the many meanings symbols have from culture to culture. Have a lovely day!
The first instance of Jewish heraldry is of course, with the 12 Tribes. Each of the 12 Tribes have their own flag, with a symbol on it, and a colour, and a precious stone associated with them.
They are:
Reuven (Reuben)- Symbol: Duda'im (Mandrake or Jasmine). Stone: Odem (Ruby). Flag colour: Red.
Shimon (Simeon)- Symbol: The walls of the city of Schem. Stone: Pitdah (Topaz or Prase). Flag colour: Green.
Levi (Levi)- Symbol: Urim V'Tumim. Stone: Bareket (Emerald or Onyx or Carbuncle). Flag colour: Three stripes of white, black, and red.
Yehudah (Judah)- Symbol: Lion. Stone: Nofech (Probably Emerald). Flag colour: Sky blue.
Yissachar (Issacar)- Symbol: Sun and moon. Stone: Sappir (Sapphire). Flag colour: Dark blue.
Z'vulun (Zebulun)- Symbol: Merchant ship. Stone: Yahalom (Diamond or Pearl). Flag colour: White.
Dan (Dan)- Symbol: Snake. Stone: Leshem (Probably Amber). Flag colour: Blue.
Naftali (Naphtali)- Symbol: Gazelle. Stone: Achlamah (Amathyst or Quartz). Flag colour: Wine red.
Gad (Gad)- Symbol: Military camp. Stone: Shevo (Turquoise, Agate, or Obsidian). Flag color: Black and white.
Asher (Asher)- Symbol: Olive tree. Stone: Tarshish (Chrysolite, Coal, Flint, or Jacinth). Flag colour: Unclear, pearl likely.
Yosef (Joseph)- Yosef was split into two territories, of his sons, Menashe and Ephraim, but they both had the same precious stone of Shoham (Malachite or Onyx) and flag colour of black. For their flags; Menashe- Symbol: Re'em (Horned animal, either an Ox, a Rhinoceros, or a Unicorn). Ephraim- Symbol- Bull.
Binyamin (Benjamin)- Symbol: Wolf. Stone: Yashfe (Maybe Jasper). Flag colour: Multicolour.
Historically, Jewish family heralds were not recognized by the dominant governences, since Jews were second-class citizens throughout much of the world. As such, family heralds weren't officially recognized, but you can find many patterns in the gravestones of Jewish cemetaries and family documents.
Jewish family heralds often incoorperated symbols from their known tribe, as well as Kabbalistic and Tanakhic symbols. Astrological symbols were also popular. Many families who claimed descent from King David incorperated lions or any felines into their heralds. Families who were Cohanim often had hand symbolism.
To read more:
Jewish Encyclopedia Entry for 'Coat of Arms'
Jewish Virtual Library Entry for 'Heraldry'
The Stones, Symbols, and Flags of the Twelve Tribes of Israel
The High Priest’s Breastplate (Choshen)
12 Tribes of Israel: The Shevatim
You can also learn a lot about the symbolism important to Jews throughout history by studying the various Judean coins produced throughout history:
Jewish Virtual Library Entry for 'Ancient Jewish Coins'
Happy Learning!
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What's your favourite headcanons for Clay Calloway?
Ooo favorite headcanons? That's a hard one haha!! I've definitely got a couple favorites though!!
♫ Clay's favorite flower is the dandelion, because it is a "dandy lion" (yes, he likes it for the joke).
♫ Please take note of the fact that when they're spreading seeds, they look like Clay's mane, and the way they spread seeds is kinda like someone passing away, so yeah there's also that correlation. (I've though this through so much asduhsa)
♫ After Sing 2, Clay goes to live in Calatonia with Rosita and Norman, and the piglets view him as a sort of grandpa!!
♫ He still visits his house, but just to make sure everything is upkept and taken care of, with help of the Moon Crew of course. Especially Ruby's garden.
♫ That leads me into the next headcanon. Ruby got Clay into gardening! He's never been as good as her at it, but he sure tried his best!!
♫ Clay Calloway is also secretly really into astrology!
Thank you for the ask!!
#i have so many more headcanons i love#i wanted to keep this list short and sweet tho ausdhasad#i love this old man#clay calloway#sing 2#sing 2021#mysing
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Twisted from Final Fantasy XIV - Iadara Mythra
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( Character art by myself, profile image by @ephemerallibrary )
Artwork by Jee (twitter)
Technical Information
Name: Iadara Mythra
Japanese: イアダラ・ミスラ
Nicknames:
L’Artiste (Rook)
Sea Anemone (Floyd)
Voice Claim: TBD
Character Theme: Silica Gel - Hibernation
Biographical Information
Gender: Non-binary
Pronouns: He/They
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Open
Age: 18
Birthday: August 12th
Starsign: Virgo
Height: 182cm (6’0”)
Eye Color: Ruby red
Hair Color: Silver blue
Homeland: The City State of Amaurot
Family: Mother, Father (unknown), Thaleia Mythra (legal guardian, deceased)
Professional Status
Dorm: Pomefiore
Occupation: College Student
School Year: Sophmore (NRC)
Class: Class C (No. 13)
Clubs:
Film Studies Club: Iadara is a natural fit for the club due to his background in theatre and make-up. He has made himself an indispensable part of Vil’s team and happily lends a hand in any part of the production process.
Best Subjects: Astrology, Art, Potionology
Worst Subjects: History of Magic, Animal Languages, P.E.
Fun Facts
Dominant Hand: Right
Favorite Food: Pumpkin Potage
This is their ideal comfort meal to cook when they have their free time, especially when it becomes colder outside.
Least Favorite Food: Oysters
Dislikes: The sound of scraping silverware, waking up just a bit too early, being talked over
Hobbies: Nail art, collecting crystals, writing screenplays and short stories
Talent: Cold Reading (both in fortune telling and acting)
Iadara is genuinely good at the magical practice of divination, which requires actual magical prowess, but he likes to add a little drama with some old fashioned smoke and mirrors. His preferred methods for fortune telling are reading palms and using crystals.
Appearance
Iadara stands at just six feet with a slim build, he takes great care in his appearance and is proud to be one of his dorm’s shining examples of aesthetic beauty. He often wears fingerless gloves to show off his nails, which he does himself.
Due to being raised in a society with strict fashion rules he often isn’t sure how to style himself when not in some sort of uniform but is often excited to experiment with various looks. Their casual wear is tidy and fashionable and can skew both masculine or feminine depending on how they feel that day.
Personality
To strangers Iadara is a perfectly polite and amicable young man, to his elders and upperclassmen he treats with perfect respect and his underclassmen, eager guidance. In fact, Iadara spends much more of his time interested in discussing the finer details of his companions than himself, only offering minor details when asked. This kind of behavior would set off the alarms of any socially adept person and they would be right to be cautious. Be it to collect gossip or to offer a perfect fortune telling, Iadara understands the value in knowing other people’s business.
Once he knows that he can trust you, Iadara opens up more about himself. He is much less patient and understanding, even judging. It shows a part of himself that makes it apparent that he comes from a very closed off society, understanding the social mores of the world outside of it is a little bit of a challenge for him.
Iadara at his core is an artist, chasing whatever his muse is at the time, be it a song, a book or even a single person. He can easily fall into obsession if he doesn’t control himself. He is also a social climber, caring very much about how he is perceived.
Signature Spell
Forbidden Fruit (知恵の樹、 lit. Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil)If Iadara makes physical contact with a target as he casts it, he can make them believe anything he tells them. The effect lasts up to 24 hours and is more effective if he tells the target things they actively want to believe. Whether or not the target knows they've been manipulated after the spell wears off depends on how outrageous the lies they're made to believe. The effect could be broken by another mind-altering spell if cast by a skilled mage.
Background
NOTE: Characters and concepts from the Shadowbringers and Endwalker expansions of Final Fantasy XIV are included as part of Iadara’s background. Please be aware if you want to avoid potential spoilers.
Iadara hails from the City State of Amaurot, a semi-reclusive bureaucratic society of mages. It’s well known that he is seeking to take the role of “Altima” in the city’s governing body, The Convocation of Fourteen. In this position he would become the city's patron of the arts, a responsibility that his guardian once held.
Starting their life in the city’s orphanage, memories of their early life there are vague and they prefer not to bring up this aspect of their past to anyone. Iadara showed promise as a mage even from a young age.
He was adopted at age seven and raised by Thaleia Mythra, holder of the seat of Altima. She raised him well, giving him a proper education and encouraged him to pursue what made him happy. Thaleia’s home was full of all manner of things she enjoyed, paintings, sculptures, endless shelves of novels, ephemera that she collected from the various plays and shows she attended and had hand in. Over the years he tried a little bit of everything, music, painting, writing and even dancing.
Iadara blossomed into a refined and promising young mage as he attended school in Amaurot, making friends and maintaining proper grades along the way. At some later point in his secondary school he had developed his Signature Spell/Unique Magic, a spell that could make anyone he touched believe a single lie told by him. Iadara tried his best to be reasonable with using it, but the power trip of being able to influence someone’s thoughts had a strong allure. He became comfortable with twisting things in his favour in small ways with his magic, despite the very real danger of ruining his reputation.
In the last year of Iadara’s secondary schooling Thaleia fell suddenly ill, throwing both of their lives into chaos. Any moment Iadara was not at school, he was by her side, constantly wracked with worry. Members of the Convocation visited often, both to comfort their colleague and to discuss the matter of who would take on the role of Altima in Thaleia’s stead.
When asked who she would nominate to take her place she picked Iadara without hesitation, imploring him to become Amaurot’s patron of the arts. At first he turned her down, in denial of the inevitable, but soon accepted it as her final wish.
Not long after experiencing such a heavy loss he discovered that he was accepted into Night Raven College. He felt relief when the Ebony Carriage came to collect him, only wanting to be far away from his homeland and his troubles.
Going to college meant that his transition into his new role would have to wait, or so he thought. Only months into his freshman semester Iadara received a letter from Amaurot regarding the nature of his signature spell. An investigation into his character had begun, insinuating that he had manipulated Thaleia’s will in her final moments to secure the seat of Altima.
The news added a consistent feeling of anxiety to the background of Iadara’s freshman year at NRC, which he did his best to hide as he settled into student life. Now in his sophomore year, with little to no updates from the Convocation, the stress has begun to crack his flawless façade.
Notable Relationships
Mirabelle Hourlinet [Lover]: Iadara became interested in Mirabelle the moment she showed up at the NRC at the start of his sophomore year. He took it upon himself to become as helpful as possible to her in order to recruit her to Pomfiore. They became fast friends and partners, he greatly enjoys pampering her by doing her nails and make up when she allows.
Rook Hunt [Lover]: Rook was one of the first students to reach out to Iadara and get to know him when he was a freshman. At first, he was suspicious of his motives, but it wasn’t long before he fell for the eccentric hunter. They have been seeing each other casually for a little while now. Due to their shared love for theatre they enable each other’s dramatic tendencies.
Vil Schoenheit [Friend]: Due to their carrier paths, Vil and Iadara are friends with benefits (ties to the entertainment industries of their homelands). As the future patron of Amaurot’s art scene Iadara would have a say in what films get shown in the city, so Vil has a vested interest in keeping them close professionally. Iadara has little issue with deferring to Vil’s authority as house warden and doesn’t mind his strict mannerisms. Although Iadara’s love for sleeping in have caused them to clash a bit.
Cater Diamond [Friend]: Cater and Iadara mesh well as they are both social butterflies, but they didn't have much of a reason to interact until Cater discovered Iadara’s magicam account for his nail art. They frequently trade gossip over lunch and talk about popular music and trends. They are fair weather friends at best.
Trivia
- Iadara loves playing casual puzzle games on his phone and considers himself “kind of a gamer” much to the chagrin of others (Idia)
- Primarily uses their magicam account to show off their nail art and gained a modest following after Vil posted photos of the manicure that they gave him.
#twst oc#twisted wonderland oc#Iadara Mythra#twisted wonderland#I'm finally done!!#mostly#I will edit as necessary
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have cots incorrect quotes
Lollipop: I desire moisture.
Balloony: Please just say "I want water" like a normal person.
Lollipop: If I see a bug, I simply leave the room elegantly and require someone else do something about it.
Lollipop: If no one fulfills my wish, I simply never go back in there.
Bubble: Look, Leafy, it's the third time this week you had a mental breakdown and its Monday.
Lollipop: I just ended a five year relationship.
Gelatin: Oh no, are you okay?
Lollipop: It's okay, it wasn't mine.
Ruby: *makes Leafy a cup of tea but puts salt in it*
Leafy: *sips tea*
Ruby:
Leafy: *finishes tea*
Ruby: Didn't it taste bad?
Leafy: Yeah, but I didn't want to hurt your feelings so I drank it all.
Ruby, tearing up: Oh, okay.
Bubble: *tapping fingers on table*
Leafy: *taps fingers back furiously*
Gelatin: …What’s going on?
Ruby: Morse code. They’re talking.
Bubble: -.-- ..- .-. / - …. . / -.-. ..- - . … -
Leafy: *slams hands on table* YOU TAKE THAT BACK!
Leafy: Astrology is fun because i can pretend that all of my behaviors are just a result of being a Gemini and not symptoms of mental illness.
Balloony: Being a Gemini is a mental illness. That’s not hate it’s just a fact.
Lollipop: Gelatin, please calm down.
Gelatin: I asked for two large fries!
Gelatin: *dumps fries onto table*
Gelatin: But all they did was give me a MILLION FUCKING LITTLE ONES!
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CAN I WEAR A PEARL TO CALM MY BAD TEMPER
This is a general question that every person ask as there is a fake believe in the society among people that pearl can calm the bad temper as it rules our mind as per astrology.
It is pathetic to say that MOST of the people is an astrologer, a doctor, a lawyer etc. without having much knowledge about the subject.
And the biggest fun is they even advice people with full confidence as if they are master of that subject.
IN OUR SOCIETY ALSO THERE IS A SELF-MADE SHASTRA WITHOUT ANY STUDY, PROOF, DOCUMENTATION, LOGIC, NOR MENTIONED ANYWHERE, THAT A PERSON HAVING BAD TEMPER SHOULD / CAN WEAR A PEARL TO CALM HIMSELF.
This is not even half baked astrology which is still very danger.
Before arriving on astrology one should understand why does a native have bad temper ?
Is it because of financial issues
Is it because of health issues
Is it because of no job
Is it because he not getting married
Is it because of child birth issue
Is it because of failing in exams
Is it because of broken love affair etc etc etc …
According to astrology these events are signified by different houses and not one house and also the significations of the events are signified by different different planet as per the horoscope of that native.
If for example if Jupiter is signifying for marriage in a horoscope, it need not be same significator in other horoscope also. There could be mercury signifying marriage in the other horoscope.
So it is understood that moon ( pearl ) is not signifying all the events because of which a person will / could have bad temper.
Gemstone need to be selected as per the event and the significator planet of that event and always moon ( pearl ). It can be other gemstone like blue sapphire, yellow sapphire, ruby, emerald etc etc.
One cannot give a single medicine for every illness. There are different medicines as per the illness, which the readers should understand.
It is always better not to follow half-baked astrology knowledge people as they can unknowingly put a person in deep trouble.
FOR EXAMPLE IF THE MOON ( PEARL ) IS SIGNIFYING 6,8 AND 12TH HOUSE STRONGLY IN A HOROSCOPE, THEN A PERSON WEARING PEARL WILL GO THRU HELL IF HE WEARS A PEARL RING AS IT WILL CAUSE LOT OF PAIN, FRUSTRATIONS AND LOSSES AND MAY ALSO LEAD TO AN ACCIDENT AND LAND THE PERSON IN HOSPITAL.
So in a nutshell please do not take pearl ring lightly and every person cannot wear it if it do not suit him as per his horoscope.
#pearl ring remedy#pearl ring for bad temper#pearl ring astrological remedy#vedic astrology#astrologer#astrology#vedic astrologer#horoscope readings#horoscope posts#horoscope analysis#horoscopes#daily horoscope#dailyastrology
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