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zeldasnotes · 1 year

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FRIENDSHIP NOTES 👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏽

• 12th house synastry is hard in the beginning because there is this sense of the other person not being honest with you. But once you learn to trust it can be super beautiful because you know eachother in a deep way. You know which topics to avoid and when to be quiet etc.

• People with Moon in the 11th house in their natal chart attract friends super easily. You send them to the store to buy some milk and they become friends with the cashier kinda energy.😭

• Cancer, Leo and Scorpio Moons are super protective over their friends.

• Virgo and Aries friendships have the habit of being a real villain duo. Virgos critical nature and ruthless mouth mixed with Aries straightforwardness and no filterhavingassmouth is just a match made in hell😭

• Lilith in synastry can indicate that the two of you become very bitchy together. You might gossip a lot about other people when you are with this person. Ive noticed this especially with Moon or Mercury conjunct Lilith in synastry.

• Sun in the 1st house in synastry is a ”friends at first sight” placement.

• If your friend got both Libra and Scorpio influence in their chart and they forgive you a little too quickly for something really bad you did, be careful, because these signs are the ”keep your friends close and your enemies closer” sign. Libras dont like being on bad terms with people and Scorpios dont forget easily, so this match can make them hang out with someone they dont like.

• Pluto in the 11th house adds very intense friendships and might fight a lot with their friends. Or there could just be a lot of toxic energy in the friends group. I know someone with this placement and she seriously tattoed her bfs initials…

• 11th house ruler in the 1st house attracts friends who can benefit their life a lot. These people can care a little too much about how their friends make them look tho. The kind of person who might want a friend who makes them look good. Or might be the kind of person who doesnt like to hang out with people that overshines them.

•Nessus is where we abuse and where we are abused. Nessus in the 11th house can be abusive towards friends or attract friends who are abusive towards them.

•Lilith in the 11th house might be part of a disliked friendsgroup. They might have a hard time befriending someone whos kind because they find toxic people funnier to hang with.

• Lilith in the 11th is that friend you will never forget. People they used to be friends with never forgets them and see them as the only one they could take about anything to without being judged.

•Venus/Moon conjunct Chiron might be constantly betrayed by people with feminine energy. Dont trust too fast if you have this placement.

• Moon conjunct Chiron in synastry is the ”best friends at first sight” placement. Because you bond instantly and have a lot in common. But it usually ends with the two of you becoming enemies.

•Asteroid Amiticia (367) is latin for friendship so check what sign you got yours in, you might have a lot of friends with that sign as their Sun or Moon sign.

• 7th & 8th house synastry is the kind of friendship where you havent seen eachother for 6 months but when you finally meet up its like you saw eachother yesterday.

• People with a plutonian Venus might have a hard time being friends with people of the same sex because people constantly compare themselves to you and women want to compete with you. Might have been bullied by women.

• Moon 8th house in synastry can make the two of you draw out something very sick in eachother. There is no boundaries between the two of you. I had this with a friend and we cant let go of eachother but we both agreed not to hang out because we always did bad stuff together. Our teachers in High School told our parents we have a bad influence on eachother. We shared our darkest thoughts with eachother.

• Their Ascendant in your 8th house or vice versa can be a real enemies to friends overlay. You might dislike eachother at first because for some reason you got a bad impression of the other or heard a rumor about them, but then you start to notice how much you have in common when you finally let the guard down and talk to eachother.

• Capricorn Venus wants to be friends with the right people. Atleast until they reach their 20s thats when they start caring less about image. They wont butt heads with someone who got a good reputation. (Other placements can change this ofc). This placement is the one most likely to diss you if you have a bad reputation. They might like you deep down, but wont want to be seen with you.

• 8th house placements in the natal chart might have a hard time finding that one super BFF because they have a hard time letting their guard down. Nobody will ever know them completely. During a whole life time they will meet only like 3 people who know them inside out.

• A friend with planets in your 1st house respects you and are more likely to defend you behind your back. Same thing with someone you got Juno synastry with.

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rendezvouz-fling · 1 year

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Astro Observations #15

• People with Virgo 4H tend to have very critical parents/step parents who are constantly worrying about everything, even things they can’t control. The native might’ve also grown up with the “Clean the house every Saturday” rule.

• Those uncles/grandpas who always give you money and say “Don’t tell your mother” mainly have Sagittarius/Taurus placements!

• Virgo sun-Virgo moon little sister who gets spoiled without asking 🤝 Pisces sun-Aquarius moon older sister who always gets told “No” when she asks for something.

• Most singers who are known for singing sexual songs have an Earth/Fire Mars! E.g. Prince (Aries Mars), Ginuwine (Virgo Mars), Jeremih (Leo Mars), Vanity (Taurus Mars), etc…

• They’re also the types to use moans/giggling or indistinguishable talking in the background!🌚

• Aries moon-Aquarius moon duos are the best friends who are each other’s ride or die and won’t tolerate others talking shit about their best friend!

• Aries moon especially can get very defensive about their best friends.

• Capricorn suns with Gemini moons and Libra risings are the ones who always offer to do your hair, sometimes make up too but they’ll mess up and laugh at how hideous they made you look 😭 anddd they love watching YouTubers that play pranks on each other! They also have very contagious laughs.😂

• In addition to that, they were the types to be watching Ar’mon & Trey, Queen Naija & Chris Sails, Jazz&Tae, TAYLOR GIRLZ, etc…😭

• Water placements especially Water suns are the types to play the piano anywhere! They’ll literally go to people’s houses just to play on it or you can find them playing it in church after the mass.🧐

• Sagittarius moons are the biggest hype people out here!! If you’re into music, they won’t even care that it’s really loud or that your neighbors might complain. They’re the people who’ll tell you to turn it even louder and they encourage you to follow your dreams.😩💞

• Taurus placements are the types to walk into stores even though they’re not going to buy anything they just like to look around and either complement or critic stuff lol.

• 10H suns 🤝 somehow getting their ways with things/people.

• Detective, self-conscious Scorpio mercury mother 🤝 blunt careless Aries mercury daughter.

• Capricorn venus people tend to get hurt a lot especially when younger, that’s why most times they prefer to takes things slow and build a bond first before they start letting you swoop them off their feet.

• Air moons/risings might agree to a lot of things because they just can’t say no in fear of people not liking them anymore.

• Earth moons are the most forgiving hands down. ✋🏽

• When a very reserved yet sweet Scorpio moon tells you they really love talking to you, you mentally stimulate them and they just don’t want to make fools out of themselves thinking they might be doing the most around you. THAT is when you know you’ve won them over.😮‍💨

• Guys with Cancer sun/moon/mercury and Leo mars will literally be the sweetest souls you’ll ever meet!! They’re also very funny, will let you know how beautiful they think you are anddd will try to include you in almost everything!

• They’re also into sports specifically basketball!

• People with Aries venus in composite love to try and impress their partners lol. Literally the girls that run faster when their boyfriend/crush is watching them from afar.

• People who have the same tempers as their moms might share the same element or a compatible sign with their mothers in their risings in their Ascendant persona chart! E.g. My mom’s an Aries mars and I’m an Aries mercury and in our ascendant persona charts I’m a Leo rising and she’s an Aries rising!✨

• Having Water mars-Fire mars parent combos really make you tough!😭

• Aries sun friends are the types to let you live with them for as long as you need!❤️

• 5H suns are so comic! You guys kill me😩😂

• Pisces suns be writing romantic stories/poetry!

• Capricorn sun-Water moon relatives are the types to financially help their families. My eldest uncle is a Cap sun-Pisces moon and he literally got a job at 17-18 just so his 5 siblings wouldn’t have to worry about not having enough to eat and that has to be the most thoughtful thing ever!🥺 Cap placements in general don’t get as much recognition for their generosity as they should!!🤎

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arminsumi · 8 months

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OUR LAST SUMMER.

五夏 ⋅ reader

PART OF THE 2k SPECIAL: ur fave duos!!

NOTE: yuh this hurt to write 🥹 was solely inspired by that one abba song i'm ngl i listened to it one night and related it to satosugu and cried like a bitch

SUMMARY — You, Suguru and Satoru shared one summer of bliss before everything fell apart

WARNINGS — fluff to angst 👍, love triangle, i think it's gn reader but lmk if there's something not gn thank u!!

WORDCOUNT ≈ 1k

PLAY ME ♪ Our Last Summer

🍒 𝐉𝐚𝐲 ⋅ 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬/𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 !

It had been a blisteringly hot summer. Sweat beaded at Suguru’s forehead. The sun forced Satoru’s eyes into a perpetual squint. And you took shelter in the shade of a palm tree – the two boys met you there, when they too decided to take shelter in the shade. The chemistry between you three was explosive, truly chemical; that one of a kind, once in a lifetime kind of friendship that blooms instantly like a timelapse of a flower, that artists and poets try their hand at capturing but mostly fail.

Beach walks were impossible at midday – the sand was so hot that it burned the soles of your feet. If you were riskily treading barefoot, then the boys would take turns carrying you. Satoru carried you bridal style. Suguru carried you on his back. The prior liked to pretend that he was going to throw you into the ocean (and he did a few times…) and the latter liked to steal romantic glances at you.

Come night, you three crammed together in one hotel room. Conversations, debates, arguments, flirting… those all easily carried past the midnight hour. Satoru was the first to pass out, but Suguru being the insomniac of the group managed to stay awake even longer with you. Usually, you fell asleep in the middle of expressing a thought to Suguru, and then woke up the next morning to two bleary blue eyes blinking awake on your left and abyssal black eyes blinking awake on your right. Satoru rolled on top of you and refused to let you leave bed. Suguru smiled and told him to stop crushing you to death.

Breakfasts were met with late attendance – thanks to Satoru taking his sweet time in the bathroom getting ready. Plates piled and spilled with hotel buffet food; Satoru’s plate consisted solely of sweet pastries. The custard Danishes were his favourite. The three of you broke down laughing at your inside joke about him being the custard Danish robber; the three of you couldn’t catch your breaths from how hard you laughed at your own stupid jokes. “He’s at it again!” Suguru snorted, body falling into yours, eyes reduced to strips of pure joy.

Butterflies liked Suguru for some reason. It was awful for him – he was terrified of butterflies, they really creeped him out. During walks around Okinawa, you struggled to keep up with the two giants; Satoru never missed a beat when walking in sync with his best friend. And he also never missed the opportunity to pick on your slowness or size. Suguru would patch up your bruised ego with a well-timed compliment.

When your holiday in Okinawa was drawing to a close, you three decided to cram as much exploration as possible into those three last days. Pulling all-nighters, stargazing, joking around, sharing secrets, kissing as friends until those kisses became something more. The final day of your holiday was spent ascending a hill that overlooked the glittering beaches. Such a picturesque view. One you didn’t dare to capture in a photograph, because that felt disrespectful. It was a beautiful landscape that deserved to live only in the rich world of your memories.

On that grassy hill, in that briny wind, you three thought that the present moment would never end. You held hands. You kissed. Your hands felt warm. Your lips felt tingly. They both looked at you meaningfully.

“Come back to Jujutsu High with us.” You didn’t hesitate to agree, a sparkle in your eyes. No one in your life had ever accepted you as a sorcerer until they came along.

Summer ended…

And the school year began.

In the far future, when you and Satoru would reminisce together as old Jujutsu High teachers to your students, you two would summarize your high school days with very specific memories.

“Remember when we always got caught making out in the classroom, and Yaga chased us down the corridors?”

“ – and we’d loiter around the vending machines. You know, Yuji, Satoru had such a bad sweet tooth even back then. And! He! Stole! My! Lunches! He was a menace!! Don’t deny it, Satoru.”

“What I stole from you in food I repaid in saving your ass. Remember when you almost died? No joke, Megumi, Y/n almost died during that Alleyway Incident – you know that one we talked about? Yeah, that was Y/n. Suguru and I were stronger than Y/n so we always helped – heyyy! I’m just telling the truth!”

“Who was Suguru?”

The smiles dropped from yours and Satoru’s faces. The color drained out of them, too. Just one little name, six little letters, devastated the atmosphere. That’s when the reminiscing ceased abruptly, and Satoru stood up and excused himself to a quiet place. You and him never cried together, only separately – except for on that day.

That day was the first and only day you and Satoru broke down sobbing into each other. Snot dribbled out of your noses. Your eyes puffed up. Your faces felt tightened with the dried tears.

“Suguru, don’t leave. Come back with us to Jujutsu High, we can sort all of this out.”

But he turned and walked away from you and Satoru, disappearing into the crowd of people. You yelled so loudly that you hurt your lungs, “Did our last summer mean nothing to you! What about the memories we’ve made at school together?! Suguru, don’t you walk away from us! Don’t – leave us behind, S-Suguru did it all mean nothing to you?!”

Just like that, three reduced to two. Just you and Satoru. Sat on the steps in heavy, impenetrable silence. Faces planted into your palms. Back curved because you had no energy to sit up straight after such an exhausting cry. You never thought you’d look into Satoru’s eyes and see no light. Over the years, he lightened up – especially when he became a teacher. But you could tell he masked his true expression; a deadpan. The real emotions were forcefully forgotten.

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thefrogdalorian · 11 days

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My Pain Fits In The Palm Of Your Freezing Hand

Din Djarin x GN!Reader

Summary: When you and your Mandalorian companion are ambushed by a group of bandits, you hope that his stubborn nature will not make the task of treating his wounds any more difficult than it needs to be. But that is not the only obstacle. You also hope that the depth of your unrequited feelings for Din will not impact on your ability to care for him...

Word Count: 2.2k ✯ Rating: General ✯ Content Warnings: Canon typical violence briefly described, reader provides first-aid to minor, bloody injuries. ✯ Author's Note: A daydream about holding the stubborn tin can man's hand turned into whatever this is!! I've never written unrequited feelings for Din before but it made my heart ache in the best possible way. Hope you enjoyed!

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Once the adrenaline of your latest brush with death subsides, your focus immediately pivots to caring for your Mandalorian companion. Although the heightened emotions leaving your body render you a trembling, shaky mess, your priority is to ensure his well-being. Maker knows he will never take care of himself.

As you approach the Razor Crest, you mentally scan yourself for painful areas. Casting your mind back towards the encounter as you try to recall anywhere you could have been hurt. After all, you will struggle to assist him if you are not healthy.

You recall that you had taken a couple of painful blows to the side during the skirmish, but your clumsy assailants had fortunately missed all of your vital organs. Aside from a pounding heart and dry mouth, you have mercifully made it through the ambush unscathed.

Satisfied that there are no immediate areas of concern to treat, you turn your attention towards Din. You cast your mind back over the altercation, towards any wounds he may have sustained. It is easier said than done, considering how many of them leapt out of nowhere and caught the two of you off-guard as you walked through the thick forest towards the ship.

You remember how many of them Din fought off with his bare hands. Well, through his gloves. Still, you know they will have provided scant protection, so you are keen to check them for injuries.

You momentarily struggle to remember what happened after Din had seen most of them off as you crouched behind a bush, hiding.

Then, you recall how one of your assailants had slashed at Din’s hands when he grabbed the remaining pair of them around the throat. It had been a frenzied attack, which momentarily worked as his grip loosened. Just when you had feared that all hope was lost and they were going to escape, Din brought his boot up to deliver a swift kick in the stomach to the slower of the duo, which sent them careening into each other.

Din had used many parts of his body, as well as all of his wits and expertise as a warrior to see your attackers off. He had done a formidable job, considering how much they had taken you by surprise.

Still, the state of his hands concern you.

You are pretty sure they sustained the most severe damage. Plus, as they are vitally important for everyday function, treating them takes priority.

It is settled... Din’s hands are the first area you will treat.

If he will let you, that is.

Your Mandalorian companion does not possess a reputation for being the easiest man in the galaxy to take care of... a willing patient, Din Djarin is not.

As the two of you ascend the ramp up to his beloved ship, you hope for both of your sakes that he makes this process as painless as possible.

“Din, sit down and let me get the medkit,” you order when you finally enter the familiar old ship's hull.

“Let me initiate the launch sequence first,” Din stubbornly responds.

“No,” you reply, shaking your head as you fold your arms, glaring at him.

“Fine,” Din mutters in annoyance.

It seems your sternness has done the trick.

Din perches atop a crate as you grab the medkit in preparation to treat his wounds. You hope he does not make it harder for you than necessary. Din has never made any secret that he is comfortable being fussed over. You are no stranger to the fact that he hates being taken care of like this, but if you do not tend to his wounds, you know he will never do so himself.

“Your gloves,” you nod towards the two-toned leather which covers his hands, “Take them off, Din.”

Din sighs and lifts his gloves beneath his helmet, seemingly biting at each finger to loosen them before repeating the process with his other hand. You feel like a voyeur and wonder whether you should turn your head and look away, as though his gloved hand disappearing beneath his helmet is somehow sacrilegious. Despite your inner turmoil, you cannot help but watch, unable to tear your gaze away until finally, he slides the gloves off and bares his flesh to you.

It is not the first time Din has removed his gloves in your presence, yet you still feel a thrill travelling across your body at the faintest sight of his skin.

For Din Djarin’s bare hands provide you with the tiniest peek at the man that lies beneath the cold, hard beskar. To catch a glimpse of the human side of the formidable warrior, the side of him you yearn to know entirely.

You remember how stunned you had been the first time he had removed his gloves in your presence while he was repairing a blaster several months ago.

You had been sitting elsewhere in the hull as he worked at the bench, tools spread out as he dutifully performed much-needed maintenance on one of his many beloved weapons.

A grunt of frustration indicated that the parts had been far too intricate to repair with his cumbersome gloves. So, he had pulled on each finger one by one, tugging them off. Seemingly uncaring about baring himself, even ever so slightly, in your presence.

You had tried your best not to look, but you had been unable to resist sneaking a glance at who he was underneath his armour. Although for the most part, you kept to yourselves, there was no lingering frostiness in your dynamic. You and Din were amicable, possibly even friends... if he could even have such a thing.

That day, you watched as his hands meticulously repaired his blaster. You noticed the smattering of dark hairs across the back of his hand, the surprisingly tanned skin and the calluses and scars which littered the back of his hand. It was a fascinating glimpse into the man who hid so much of himself from you, yet you still felt you knew enough about him to believe he was, deep down, a good man.

Your mind ran wild with so many questions. Was his skin a similar colour elsewhere on his body, or was it tanned because his hands were the only parts of him that saw the sun? Did the dark hairs on the back of his hand mean that the hair on his head–if he had any–was a similar colour?

They were questions you knew you would likely never get answers to. Nor did you expect to.

When Din had hired you to care for The Child and attend to maintenance on his ship, he had informed you of the rules regarding his armour and helmet. He would remove neither his helmet nor armour in your presence. You were never to question the reasons why or attempt to subvert this stipulation in any way.

That was why glimpsing a sliver of his skin had thrilled you. It had exposed the man you had been yearning to see in a way that was not a violation of his Creed.

Yet, when you see his hands this time the circumstances could not be more different. Neither could the emotions Din’s bare hands provoke in you.

Rather than feeling a thrill at the sight of his skin, now you cringe when you see the wounds that litter his flesh. His knuckles are split and bloodied, contusions that will surely colour shades of blue and black before eventually healing. There are also angry red gashes in all directions, a result of the bandit’s vibroblade making contact with his hands.

You steady yourself, mentally preparing for the gargantuan task of providing first aid to a stubborn Mandalorian. Din values all you do for him. You are certain of that fact, even if he does not often vocalise it. Still, having someone take care of him is an uncomfortable prospect for a man who has spent so long leading a solitary, nomadic existence.

When you finally take his calloused, yet soft, skin in your hand, Din sucks in a harsh breath at the sensation. The sound is amplified and crackles slightly through the vocoder. A reminder that, although he has bared some of himself, he is still mostly hidden from you. He feels like more machine than man sometimes.

You take a bacta wipe from your medkit, and the antiseptic’s sour smell lingers unpleasantly in the air. You hold Din’s hand still, as you carefully bring the wipe towards his skin, your brow furrowed in concentration.

“This is going to sting,” you murmur apologetically.

Din nods. You hear him inhale deeply as he braces for the first contact with the remedy. You prepare yourself to be as gentle as possible, not wanting to make the process needlessly painful for him.

At the first touch of the bacta wipe against his bronze skin, he jerks away from your touch, groaning slightly in pain at what you are sure is an uncomfortable, stinging sensation against his cuts.

“Hold still,” you sigh, flashing a disapproving glance in what you hope is the direction of Din’s eyes, hidden by his helmet.

“Sorry,” he huffs.

You cannot help how your lips curl upwards at the sight of him sulking. This hulking man, all broad shoulders and gleaming beskar, reduced to a wounded child. You wonder if he is pouting beneath his helmet.

Din flinches again when you resume your task, but this time, you do not chastise him. Instead, you are thankful that he is not making this any more difficult than it needs to be.

At least he has not told you he can look after himself.

Content with his behaviour, you diligently tend to Din’s wounds. You ensure each one is cleaned thoroughly with the bacta patch and then wrapped in a bandage. It will take a few days to heal, but he will have plenty of time as you hurtle through hyperspace towards Nevarro again. Unfortunately, it will mean he likely has to refrain from being the hands-on father you know he loves to be.

When your task is almost complete, you move to sit by his side on the crate. You need to steady your hands by placing your elbows against your thighs as you wrap a particularly nasty wound, which already streaks angry red tendrils across two knuckles.

Din groans again in pain, and you quickly reassure him, “Almost there,” you whisper encouragingly.

With the task finally completed, you cannot resist gently taking his hand in yours. Ostensibly, to check him for any wounds you have missed. In reality, it is borne out of a selfish desire to feel his skin against yours. Precious contact you had been yearning for since you first laid eyes upon his skin all those months ago.

If Din notices the way you subtly lace your fingers with his and hold his hand in your lap for a few moments longer than necessary, he does not say a thing. Only when you disentangle your fingers from his grip does he speak again.

When you move to stand up from the crate, he places his arm across your stomach to stop you. You look at him questioningly, wondering what is going on beneath that bucket of metal.

“Thank you,” Din finally whispers, voice thick with emotion.

You move to open your mouth, to respond. Before you can, Din’s deep voice cuts through the stillness.

“For everything… I…” Din pauses, sighs deeply, then continues, “I appreciate everything you do for me.”

You simply nod, too taken aback to speak. It is unlike Din to be sentimental or emotional, not with anyone other than Grogu. It is part of what makes him such a respected and feared hunter. Yet, here he is, confessing his appreciation for you. It causes hotness to creep up your neck and face, embarrassed by his earnestness. Desperate to respond, but not entirely trusting that you can keep it together.

“You’re worth it, Din,” you smile, daring to believe that this moment will change something for the two of you. You hope he will finally realise the depth of the feelings you hold for him; that you have always held for him.

As you take his hand in yours once again, you sit back on the crate. You take up a more comfortable position and daringly lean your head against his shoulder. The pauldron is bitingly cold beneath your cheek. But with how warm your skin suddenly feels at his words, it is an altogether welcome sensation.

Din noticeably inhales at your gesture, and you momentarily fear you have hurt his tender skin. Until he relaxes once again and squeezes your hand as best as he can considering his injuries, a reassuring gesture that soothes your worries.

As you sit there holding hands in the relative darkness of the hull, you imagine a shooting star passing somewhere far in the skies above.

You wish on it and dare to dream that, one day, Din Djarin will love you, too.

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artisticplace · 1 year

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Astrology Observations🧡

hiii there! After a long time, i am here with a astrology observations post, remember to take these with a grain of salt and that they’re just based in what i’ve seen.

-Aries moons and Pisces moons mesh sooo well, literally made for each other, both are very emotional and balance each other out, the friendships and relationships with this combo are just amazing, really cute connections.

-Another combo that works amazingly well, sag and scorpio suns together, there is something about these two, specially in a friendship that is so iconic.

-Opposite ascendant duos work so well, especially in a friendship, they kind of find each other and are so similar yet so different, i enjoy a lot this dynamic.

-The best sexual tension is when someone is squaring or is the opposite to your mars, it really doesn’t hit the same way when they are aspecting with a soft aspect.

Special mention to taurus mars and scorpio mars people, the sexual chemistry is just wow in my opinion.

-If you want someone with the same sexual preference, just look for someone that has the same mars sign as you.

-You tend to attract and be attracted to people with compatible venus signs or at least people with compatible houses. For example, the best venus sign compatibility is when are from the same modality, just cause the way of forming a connection is going to be very similar. For the houses someone with a house in the same modality as yours, or in the same element, are the best in my opinion.

-Venus in the 11th house tend to be social butterflies, another thing about this placement is that they tend to find love interests thanks to their friends? 90% of the people they have been in a relationship/situationship or anything romantic related is because they met this person/people through their friends.

-Venus in the 11th house tend to have a lot of friends, or a lot of people considering them friends, like even if the venus in the 11th native feels like they are alone, it doesn’t seems like it?

-Mars in the 11th house tend to be very passionate about their group of friends, very loyal people in a way, and they hate unfair situations, the type of people that starts fighting if they feel something is unfair in any type of way.

-Having personal planets in the 11th makes you a very open to be influenced by other people, the good things here is that you can be very influential as well, it can go both ways to be honest.

-Aries and aquarius placements, trendsetters, they start doing things and people just tends to copy them or try to mimic them.

-I have this theory that the planets or signs in the air houses of your natal chart can pinpoint what people gossip about you most of the times? Having venus in the 3rd, 7th, 11th makes people super interested in your love life? or talking about your looks, outfits, things like that more often? Sun in this houses, people talking about how egoistical you are, how you can outshine people, or how talented you are, things like that. Moon in this houses can be something like, that you are a crybaby or super needy, or very motherly nature, maybe being the mother of your friend group and being known by that in a way. Neptune there, maybe too much of a drinker, or being known that you use illicit substances, even having like a very shady life and people gossiping about that? i mean neptune as well could be a lot of people just projecting a lot of their own beliefs onto you.

-Capricorn rising in a composite chart, at least for me screams a serious relationship, both people feeling pretty serious about each other, even if they don’t really have a serious relationship sometimes just acting like it? there is something about this connection that makes them to take things serious and a lot of importance. They care a lot more about the relationship evennn if they try to not accept it.

-Pisces in a composite chart, is not understanding anything about these connection, both people just being confused by one another. Even people outside of the relationship don’t understand what is going on with both of these two, like people thinking “are they friends or they have something going on?” it’s not clear, screams a situationship.

-Personal placements in the 12th house in a composite or a lot of overlays in the 12th house in synastry chart, gives a secret relationship, a relationship that is better being secret or very very private. A relationship people can’t know about? It also gives a lot of people hating this relationship, remember that 12th house is about hidden enemies as well.

-I feel that when you first met someone, your opinion is based of where their ascendant falls in your houses? Like the ascendant being the first thing people notices, makes sense that whenever their ascendant falls in your natal chart is kind of the impression you get about them. For example is someone has their ascendant in your 5th house, you can think like they are so fun to be around, or very outspoken, even feeling attracted to them? 5th house is a house of casual sex or flings here and there as well. Someone falling in your 2th house, they could seem very grounded, and calm to be around with? something calm and pretty about their aura.

-Personal planets in the 2th makes someone that takes care of themselves a lot and pamper themselves constantly. Sleeping is very important for these individuals as well.

-Moon in the 2th houses, tend to create emotional connections towards their material things, like a necklace, or teddy bears, things like that, that have a emotional value to them.

-Aquarius risings and Leo risings just having amazing hair, or their hair getting complimented a lot.

-People with air signs in their 4th house, tend to have their houses very messy, like they always lose things or do not put things in their place, things just all over the place, very disorganized.

-Mercury in the 10th tend to be very funny and intelligent, and they are known for that. As well they can be known to have the best gossip or just have iconic phrases? Gives popular vibes.

-Your 12th house sign and planets are shown when you are drunk or very sleepy, you start behaving like that and embodying these traits. That’s why people when they are drunk and under substances tend to change, and it’s very fun to see especially if you are sober and you are in a party, is fun to watch people be completely different sometimes.

-Aries moons are sooo expressive with their faces, they are so reactive with their faces, if they don’t like something is going to show in their face.

-To make a aries venus/aries moon/aries mars interested in you, you need to be your authentic self, they know when you are faking something that you’re not and is just going to make them go away and stray back from you.

-The topics you tend to overthink more are the signs/planets that are in your 3rd, 6th, 9th, 12th house, this applies too where you have sag, virgo, gemini, pisces energy going on, are the topics where you put more mental focus.

-Personal planets in the 9th house natives screams god complex to me, especially sun in the 9th house. Very intelligent people though.

-Sag, Gemini, Aquarius in the 4th house are the people with the most unconventional upbringing, tend to move a lot, or just not having the traditional family type of situation. The most unstable lives tbh. There is a lyrics that reminds me of this energy, is from the song darling by halsey:

“Never knew the feeling of a stable home, been a couple years that i’ve been on the road, couldn’t really tell you where’d leave a stone to visit me when i am dead and gone”

halsey having her 4th house in aquarius makes so much sense.

-Capricorn risings have the most beautiful bone structure, and especially their smiles?? they have the most perfect smiles i swear.

-Aries moon in a composite chart gives me very young love energy, like doing things for the first time with this person.

-The emotional connection you have when someone has the moon sign of the house your moon is in. Let me explain, i have this thing with my best friend, she is a taurus moon and i am a aries moon in the 2th house, the house and the sign matches, and i’ve always feel so soothe by her energy, she calms me and it’s the first person i call when something is going on in my life.

-Sag mercury and Gemini mercury are meant to be together, they just get each other and talk a looot.

-I have never met a taurus placement native that didn’t take care of themselves.

This was a long post, but i hope all of you enjoy it<3

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SYNASTRY OBSERVATIONS PART THREE

A friend who’s Sun belongs in your 11th house will introduce you to many new people, their popularity will rub off on you.

Ascendant Opposite Mars - I don’t even know where to begin with this one. So exciting for sure, sometimes terribly frustrating as well. If navigated correctly, the Mars person can push the Ascendant to grow. The Mars person is naturally ambitious and takes charge of their life, the Ascendant will learn from this and integrate this behavior into their own personality. Anger flairs rather easily between people who share this aspect, but it's never that deep and is usually settled quickly.

Venus in the 2nd house - Having the same taste in aesthetics, they like to spend money in similar ways.

Sun Trine Mars - This is a power duo. Both parties tackle goals better when together, they encourage each other with enthusiasm. Two people with this aspect see the best in one another, and are fully aware of each other's potential. They have fun in any situation and are highly energized by one another.

Saturn in the 1st House - Lifelong relationship, deeply karmic. Witnessing one another through struggle.

Pluto Opposite Moon - The Pluto person wants to take things to a deeper level, usually on the emotional sphere, but finds that the Moon person is too sensitive to handle such depth.

Jupiter in the 12th House - In a way, The Jupiter person feels like a guardian angel to the 12th houser. The Jupiter person seems to enter the 12th housers life when the least expect it, and they bring with them a series of blessings. The Jupiter person feels protective over the 12th houser, this is a deeply spiritual connection.

Ascendant Trine Uranus - Bringing out the weird side in one another. Neither party is afraid to bring up strange topics to one another. They go to each other first when struck with new ideas.

1st House stellium - Meeting each other at a young age, or at a point in time in which your identity and personality is highlighted and strengthened. You see each other for who you truly are. At times it may feel like both personalities are too big for one another.

12th House stellium - Constantly coming in and out of one another's lives. This relationship will see many endings.

Mars Conjunct Mars - These two people might have similar career goals. They move in a similar life direction because they are energized by the same things.

Jupiter in the 1st House - These two people feel like family to one another. They look like they belong together and a sense of familiarity is present from the start. They become their happiest selves around another another, and it is a relationship full of humor.

Sun Opposite Neptune - The Sun person might have to sacrifice a lot in order to remain in this relationship without the Neptune person even realizing it.

Sun in the 5th House - So many happy memories will be formed while together, a very easygoing and happy-go-lucky type relationships.

Moon in the 12th House - This always presents difficulties. There is an emotional disconnect present that is confusing to navigate.

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Leon Kennedy Slow Burn Fic — Lips of an Angel. (1/?) (NSFW.)

Themes: High School Seniors!AU, slow-burn, pining, best friends to lovers. Eventual NSFW (penetrative sex, cream pie, semi-public sex), mentions of pregnancy and abortion.

Mercie’s note: yes this is self indulgent as fuck lol i don’t care

— With high school graduation fast approaching, Leon Kennedy gives his best friend, Annie, an offer that neither of them can really refuse.

“Well. Fuck me.”

Annie sits on the white tiles of her bathroom floor, a pregnancy test in either hand. And both of them are positive, because the world can’t let this poor girl catch a break. She’d been studying her ass off for Stanford, which was rapidly approaching in about two months time, and now…

“I’m knocked up. Great.”

It’s not like she was a naïve girl — I mean, if she wasn’t intelligent, she wouldn’t have gotten herself a place at Stanford. She knew what she was getting herself into that night, but… it was one of those instances where you assume it’s never gonna happen to you. Until it does.

Annie groans, standing up, placing the two tests on the counter, looking at herself from the side in the mirror. She was about four weeks along, so it wasn’t visible. The only people who know are herself, and her dog, mostly because the goofy labrador wouldn’t leave her stomach alone. But she knows that she has to tell the other half involved in this incident — after all, it takes two to tango.

She opens her phone, and her thumb hovers over the contact for her best friend, Leon.

They were an unlikely duo, for sure. Annie was the reserved one of the duo. Quiet, elegant, slightly aloof to those who don’t know her. Leon would always tease her, telling her she was like the moon, or a black cat, because of her elegance. And he wasn’t wrong, either. While Annie was never able to see her own beauty, she really was ethereal. Cascading red hair, porcelain skin, and these eyes that ascended beyond being just blue… they were so light in colour that they were piercingly so, but there was a hidden vulnerability to them if you took in her appearance for long enough. She was the definition of “slim thick”, a real knockout for sure. As her closest girl friends, Claire Redfield and Jill Valentine would always say— “how the FUCK are you single, Annie?”

It was something she’d just laugh off.

Leon Kennedy, her best friend, was the total opposite, however. He was the extrovert, the excitable golden retriever puppy, the sun. If the boy had a tail, it’d be wagging a mile a minute. He was popular amongst the senior cohort for being the star quarterback, yet he was as down to earth as he was the day he enrolled as a freshman. He was always smiling, always joking, but was always very respectful of everyone he interacted with. He didn’t care for arbitrary things like popularity or body counts— he was a respectable guy, and treated everyone with the respect they deserved, no matter the cliques they ran in. He was a dirty blonde, toned, slightly muscular, but slender in frame. His blue eyes were a lot deeper, and if you were Annie… they were a lot softer, but only for her. His guy friends, Chris Redfield and Carlos Oliveira, had no idea how he didn’t have a girlfriend, either.

Annie swallows back her pride, and dials Leon’s number, tapping her thumb against her other hand in beat to the dial tone.

“Moon-cat… it’s three in the damn morning… is it your cramps acting up again? Want me to sneak out and cuddle you?”

Annie chuckles softly into her cell, wishing it was just cramps.

“Something like that, yeah. It’s fine if you can’t sneak out, I don’t your mom ripping you a new one like last time…”

There’s a genuine, happy laugh from the other line.

“Don’t be silly. Gimme fifteen and I’ll shimmy up your dad’s wisteria climber like I did in junior year. Wait for me to knock on your window, m’kay? Love you!”

Annie chuckles softly as Leon hangs up, walking out of her en-suite bathroom, and into her bedroom again. Given the time of night, she’s still in her pyjamas, which are a cropped black tank top, wine red cycling shorts, and black fuzzy slippers. She waits by the window, smiling at the memory of junior year — her periods were particularly bad that year, and it made her a very crappy, very emotional mess. So, Leon would set it so that his phone would only make notifications from her audible on a night, and whenever she’d call in tears, there he’d be, shimmying his way up that damned climbing plant that trailed up to her window, with tampons and chocolate. And then, they’d lay there, spooning for hours, until dawn rose, and Leon would dash back to his house before his parents realised where he was in the next morning. He’d be exhausted, but it made him so happy knowing that she was being cared for, by him, and that she wasn’t alone at her worst.

The lines of their friendship had always been blurred, which is why Annie was now carrying his child.

It was about a month ago, and it was one of the last games of American Football of the season before state championships. Annie knew jackshit about sports outside of Formula One, but she always came with their little friend group, to cheer as loud as humanly possible for him. Their friend group was herself, Leon, Jill Valentine, Carlos Oliveira, and Chris and Claire Redfield.

She remembers the night so vividly…

Annie returns from the concession stand, with a cherry slushie. It’s staining her lips red, which makes the others giggle. She’s in her favourite outfit, that she always wears to the games— little black dress, long, black, heeled thigh high boots, and a black and baby pink racing-style jacket. She’s tied her long, red hair back, but she’s left her bangs loose at the front, so that they frame her face. Her lips have a little red tint to them — a mixture of the slushie, and her red lip tint, and her black eyeliner is done with near surgical precision. She takes her seat in between Jill and Claire, and she sees Leon doing some last stretches on the pitch, before the game. He sees Annie, and sticks his tongue out at her childishly — it was a pre-game tradition for them both. She sticks her tongue back out at him, and she immediately sees Leon crack up upon seeing her slushie-stained tongue.

He plays flawlessly, as always. But there’s something about him tonight that makes him seem prettier than usual — maybe it’s the way the floodlights are illuminating his face, maybe it’s the sheen of sweat covering his body, or maybe it’s that damned goofy smile he cracks at her with each touch-down he scores. The friend group are cheering and chanting his name, but Annie is the loudest. She always has been.

The game ends, and naturally, with Leon on the field, it’s a landslide victory, The friend group walk onto the pitch after the game, praising Leon on the win that he made happen. But he always hugs Annie first and tousles her hair, before he reacts to any of the praise.

Chris is grinning.

“Well, folks. Whose turn is it to treat Leon to his celebratory milkshake this time?

Leon chuckles, but waves his hand.

“You guys go on without me. I need to do some cooldown stretches before I go anywhere. I won’t be able to walk in the morning if I don’t.”

“Damn, Leon! That sounds like what I feel like after I’ve gone out hooking up for the night in my car. But it’s way more fun for me, because I get the chicks, and you all you get is to throw a pigskin around.” Chris laughs. “We’ll see you at the diner, yeah? Don’t be late or the free milkshake offer will expire.

Leon just rolls his eyes playfully.

“Yeah, yeah. See you guys in a little while.”

The others head to the diner, but Annie hangs back, smiling at Leon. They look back, expecting her to come with, but Carlos just shakes his head and laughs.

“Leave those two to it. They’re looking at each other with those damned eyes they give each other again. ‘Just best friends”, my ass.”

The others laugh, partially in amusement, partially in agreement, and they head to leave the pitch,

Annie walks up to him, wrapping her arms around him slowly.

“You were incredible out there, really. That thing you did where you threw the ball on the ground? Incredible. Sent everyone fucking bananas.”

Leon laughs softly, wrapping his arms around her waist.

“Ever considered the whole sports commentary thing after graduation next month instead of Stanford? You really do have a way with words that makes American Football sound riveting.” He rolls his eyes playfully, nudging her. “C’mon, let’s go sit on the bleachers for a while. I just wanna relax for a bit, because you know the moment we step foot in that damned diner, Chris and Carlos are gonna be ribbing each other over something stupid.”

Annie laughs softly, and Leon takes her hand, and they sit in the very top corner of the bleachers. Everyone has gone now, and the stars are out, illuminating the two souls, whose connection goes beyond just the platonic— but they’re currently none the wiser.

She rests her head on Leon’s shoulder instinctively, as they look up at the stars together. They see one shoot by, and Annie gasps happily.

“Shooting star! You gotta make a wish, Leon.”

Leon laughs softly, breaking his gaze from the stars, to look at Annie’s face.

“C’mon, you seriously don’t believe in all that, right?”

Annie pouts, nudging him playfully.

“I still made a wish,” she grumbles softly.

Leon puts of an act of mock defeat, holding his heart dramatically, as if he’s just been wounded.

“And you didn’t tell me? C’mon, An—ni—iiie! Tell me!” He laughs, shaking her by the shoulders, which makes Annie giggle.

“I can’t tell you. You’ll take the piss out of me.”

“I’m your best friend,” Leon chuckles. “Taking the piss out of you is basically my full-time occupation.”

Annie glares playfully, and Leon notices a slight hint of blush creep across her cheeks.

“F-fine. My wish is… that I’m not gonna graduate as a virgin. I’m one of the only people, to my knowledge, who is still a virgin in the senior cohort. There’s six weeks till graduation, and I’d feel like a total loser if I graduated as a virgin.”

Leon laughs aloud into the stars, but then his expression softens when he realises that Annie really means it.

“Annie… it’s just a dumb teen rite of passage. You don’t gotta do it if you don’t wanna.”

“I know, I know. But after graduation, I have two months, before I end up at Stanford. And I guess… I want my first time to be special, rather than with a college frat boy who sees me as just another notch on his bedpost, you know?’

Leon’s face softens, and he takes his hand in hers, and their gazes both return back to the stars.

“You know I’m still a virgin too, right, Annie?” Leon chuckles softly.

“Bullshit. There’s no way you haven’t lost yours.”

“I’m being serious.”

They both go quiet again, Leon running his calloused thumb over the soft skin of her hand. The stars are flashing, twinkling, and Leon places a gentle kiss on the top of her head.

“Are you really serious about losing your virginity before graduation, Annie? Is this something you really want?”

Annie nods, sighing softly as she keeps her gaze on the stars.

“In that case… let me pitch what might be the most bizarre offer in the history of our friendship, ever,” Leon chuckles, still rubbing her thumb over her dainty little hand. “If you’re dead set on wanting to have your first time, then… let it be with me, your best friend. Let’s give each other our virginities, right here, right now.”

“Wait, for real?”

“Only if you wanna, of course. The bleachers are empty, so… why not?”

Leon stands up, sliding off his varsity jacket. He lays it out on the bleacher table, smiling.

“It’s not the most ideal, I know. But I think having our first times under the stars would be way prettier than doing it in the back of that damn car you never clean,” he teases “so… what do you say?”

Annie stands up now, wrapping herself around Leon, looking up at him with those intensely blue eyes.

“Thank you, Leon. There’s… no one else I’d want to do this with.”

He smiles, and his lips graze against hers softly, his hand coming up to wrap itself against her cascading, red mane. There’s a tenderness, and a hidden longing oozing from the both of them, Annie craning her neck slightly to meet his mouth. Her own hands snake up the back of his neck, and she seems to pull him in closer, desperate for time to just freeze, and for the two of them to be stuck in this moment forever. Annie’s tongue softly meets his lower lip, a sensation that makes Leon shudder in arousal.

“Annie, f-fucking hell…” Leon groans, immediately feeling all the blood rush between his thighs. He’s kissing back with longing, pining, and Annie is moaning softly against his lips.

His free hand travels lower, caressing her ass softly, worshipping her curves with his hand.

“You’re beautiful, Annie,” Leon breathes, pulling away from her softly with a smile. “To do this for you, it’s… well, let’s just say I’m feeling like I’m a damn lucky guy.”

Annie giggles softly, as she presses her forehead to his, her breath hot and sweet. “You’re pretty too, Leon. Pretty damn silly.”

Leon laughs softly, grazing his lips against hers, groaning at the touch. He’s already pitching a tent, and Annie feels herself throbbing from such a simple, yet intimate touch. He scoops her up into those athletic arms of his, and lays her on the varsity jacket he’d laid out on the bleacher bench earlier. He smiles softly at her, as he climbs on top of the bench, over her, caressing her face with his calloused fingertips.

“I-I’m already hard, Annie, I-I won’t lie. I might not last very long…” Leon gives her that signature lopsided smile, and Annie just giggles softly.

“I don’t care about that, Leon. Having you do this for me… well, I can’t thank you enough.”

Leon presses his lips to hers, pining for her touch, and they moan against the other’s lips, as they graze their tongues against one another in such an intimate state.

“Th-the pleasure’s all mine, Annie…”

Leon’s hands snake up her dress, and he looks for Annie to give him the go ahead to slide down her panties, and she nods. They’re black silk, which makes Leon smile softly, and he turns to Annie.

“Good choice in panties.” He chuckles, bringing them down around her ankles.

“Only the best for me.” Annie rolls her eyes playfully, which makes Leon laugh softly, looking at his best friend with an admiration and affection that’s bubbling over the boundaries of platonic.

Leon’s fingers find their way between her thighs, and to her pussy. His thumb finds her clit with ease, and he massages the little bud, while his index and middle fingers trace softly around the outside of her wetness. Annie lets out a happy little purr, arching her back at the touch. The sound she lets out simultaneously makes Leon so happy to see his best friend having a good time, but also makes him even more horny, if that’s even possible. He can’t help but kiss her thighs softly and messily, and Annie lets out a sound that’s half giggle, half moan.

“I’ve always told you this…,” he murmurs from in between her thighs, “but you’ve always had the prettiest voice. You know that, right?”

The sweet smell of her pussy is making him whimper, and he can’t help but lap softly at it, which makes Annie whimper in turn. This is Annie’s experience, he thought to himself, and he just wants to worship every bit of her body, like it deserves. Annie reaches her hand down to stroke his hair as he laps softly at her, her eyelashes fluttering at the sensation. Her happy little moans are like cocaine to him, and he can’t help but smile and whimper with each contented noise she makes.

He gets up from his position now, and leans over the top of her again, running his fingers over her fading self-harm scars from sophomore year, smiling at her with such an intense admiration for her body. Annie can feel the heat rising inside her, and she lets out a little breathy “I’m ready, Leon.”, smiling at him softly. Leon bites his lip a little, sliding down the trousers of his football uniform, his belt making a slight clinking sound. He shakes them from his ankles clumsily, which makes Annie giggle, and him smile. As he pulls down his boxers, Leon notices he’s already been dribbling pre-cum, just from the feel of her lips and the taste of her wetness alone.

Annie giggles softly, as she watches him toss his boxers aside with the trousers of his football uniform.

“Man, I must taste good for you to react like that.”

Leon chuckles, as he climbs back on top of her.

“You were always somehow even prettier when you were more self-confident, Annie.”

He takes one of Annie’s little hands in his larger ones, their fingers interlocking, while the other holds her waist.

“If it feels like too much, promise me you’ll say something. This is your experience, moon-cat.”

“I promise, sun-puppy.”

Leon slides into her, and for a split second, their visions blur, at the sheer sensation of their bodies becoming one. If there was an ultimate nirvana, it was this. Two best friends, who didn’t even realise that in a matter of months, their feelings would stretch beyond the platonic entirely. They both moan at the same time, and then smile at each other, laughing breathlessly. Annie’s hand tightens its grip around Leon’s, as his thrusts start softly and gently in intensity. He’s so needy, so hard, that Annie is almost certain that she can feel him throughout her whole body. She smiles at him, smiling breathlessly, mouth slightly agape, as if to say, ‘keep going’. As they share one another under the stars, all that Leon is thinking about is Annie. And all Annie is thinking about is Leon. She’s quivering pleasurably underneath him, as she wraps her legs around Leon’s toned back, which makes Leon smile softly, kissing the corner of her mouth. Annie uses her free hand to play with his hair, smiling breathlessly at him. It was if they were high, or drunk, on one another. The other’s touch, the other’s pheromones, the other’s presence. It’s as if they can both feel a molten heat rising in their cores, as Leon keeps his gentle pace, but it’s clear they’re both ready for their releases.

“Leon…”

Leon takes his free hand, caressing her cheek.

“Annie.”

She’s tightening and convulsing around him, as if her body is trying to pull him in closer, deeper. It’s so heavenly that they’re both losing their damn minds — their senses totally clouded by the presence of the other. Leon moans her name softly, groaning as he kisses the corner of her mouth, his cock twitching, flooding her needy pussy with his hot cum. Annie’s eyes roll back. and she pulls Leon closer with her free hand and her legs, and she tightens around him as she reaches her own climax. She’s left a very sweet flood of arousal at the base of his softening cock, as the both of them lay there, spent, panting, but grinning. Annie wasn’t on birth control, and Leon didn’t have a condom to hand, but the feeling of the sex— no, the love-making between them, had completely clouded their judgment. As Leon pulled out, the two of them started laughing breathlessly, and he kissed her forehead tenderly…

As Annie is reminiscing from that night a month ago, she hears a gentle tap at the window. It’s Leon, her “sun-puppy”, having shimmied up the wisteria plant with his iconic lopsided grin, waiting to be let in.

“Hey, moon-cat! I brought chocolate. What’s up, anyway?”

Annie gulps softly as he very clumsily rolls through her window, and takes a deep breath.

This is gonna be one helluva conversation.

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eluminium · 1 month

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Skizz week day 2 lets GOO!!!!

I apologize for the lack of polish on these. I have seemingly caught a cold and am also in the middle of important schoolwork. But hey, it's better than nothing!

Anyway, this is kind of a sneak peek into an AU I've been working on. It doesn't have a name yet, but it sure exists! I hope I can post about it more when I have more things to work with!

Once again, thank you to @skizzlemanweek for todays prompt!

Prompt 2: Hybrid/AU

Impulse has lost his mind.

That's the only logical conclusion to this situation. To him sitting here on his dead best friend's bed while talking to said best friend who's apparently ascended to godhood? But he doesn't know what kind of God he is yet somehow? He also may have given Impulse some knowledge about the divine that Impulse is 75% sure he isn't supposed to know, even as his best god friend's semi-accidental oracle and/or priest. Probably. Maybe.

It's been a rough couple of hours, to say the least.

"Impulse! You're not listening to me!" A voice, Skizz's voice, echoes through his head. Impulses hands fly to his ears as he groans in pain. "Control your volume, dude! You're gonna blow out my ears!" He hisses.

"Oh...! Sorry...!" Skizz whisper-yells in response, although not without a mischievous giggle. Oh gods above, Impulse was gonna have to deal with SKIZZ. TALKING IN HIS BRAIN. UNINTERUPRABLY. FOR THE FORSEEABLE FUTURE. He shakes his head to try and get rid of that awful realization and quickly moves to change the subject before Skizz catches on.

"Alright, so. You became a God, but you don't know what of. So you appeared back here and found me. And you want me to help you figure out what you are the God of. Did I get that right?" He summarizes, looking at the faint blue outline of his best friend sitting on the same bed they spent years having pillow fights on in their youth-

Skizz sticks out his hand and does a so-and-so motion. "Well, yeah...But since I picked you as my oracle, as in my special important mortal representative guy, you're also gonna have to start my cult and get people to worship me!" He exclaims, clearly excited at the prospects.

"Wow, we really got a Mr. Humble Guy over here," Impulse deadpans.

"HEY! You know I'm not in it for the fame, man! Even though I am really handsome and my godly muscles are huge!" Skizz huffs in mock offense. Impulse rolls his eyes in response.

But instead of another sarcastic quip, the barely visible parts of Skizz's face soften into something dangerously genuine. "I mean it, dude. Think about it. Think about how cool this is gonna be. Think about how deadly we are as a duo now that we have divine power behind us. Think about how many people we can help!"

"But we don't even know what you're the God of!" Impulse snaps with a glare. "How are we supposed to get people to join in on this when we can't gurantee anything?! And don't say 'We'll make something up', you KNOW I'm a TERRIBLE liar! I can't lead a whole freaking cult by myself! I need yo-"

His throat closes up. He can't say that. Because that would mean Skizz couldn't help him, that his best friend was...not with him in some way. That he was alone in this, for now. No, no it's too raw. He breaks eye contact as his eyes snap towards a corner of the room. He draws in a shaky breath and blinks rapidly.

"Dipple Dop..." Skizz's tone is...sad. He reaches out towards Impulse before remembering that he can't really...touch him. Nor can he touch anything mortal, really. He needs belief for that, followers who believe in him.

A sigh leaves him as he retracts his hand. "I know this is a lot for you. To be honest, it's a lot for me too. You're scared, and I'm scared. And you're probably thinking something like: 'This is a total disaster, we're so screwed'-"

Huh, that was...exactly what Impulse was thinking. To the word. Weird.

"-but man, dude, my homieh buddeah-"

Impulse can't help but snort at that one. The man is a god now, and yet he's still just Skizz.

"We got all the time in the world to do this. We don't have to rush this. We'll make a plan. We'll do our research! The big fancy library we used to study at had a bunch of books about the gods and stuff, remember? Maybe we can find the step-by-step guide to finding your godly trait and a "How to Cult for Dummies"! Gee, wouldn't that be convinient!"

They're both giggling now. Why? They don't fully know. Probably the absurdity of sneaking into a royal library to read the most suspicious books of all time is getting to them. But, somehow, there's a glow of warmth in Impulse's chest. A feeling he's been missing ever since Skizz unwillingly left the mortal realm for the divine.

Hope.

As the giggling dies down, a timid smile settles on Impulse's face. Gods, how does Skizz do it? How does he make Impulse believe in some new goal that fast? Well, he supposes he can blame it on magical god powers now. Hell yeah.

He takes a deep breath in, jumps off the bed, and stands up. "Alright, I'm in. What's the worst that could happen?" He says with attempted confidence. Despite Skizz certainly detecting his lingering anxiety, he jumps up (or well, floats) up in the air beside him with a barely seeable hand pumped up in the air.

"Allllright!!! Imp and Skizz are reunited and back on the case! I love it!" He cheers.

Impulse wastes no time in heading to their shared kitchen and grabbing a snack for the road. The library isn't far (perks of living in the capital) but hey, emotional rollercoasters tend to leave ya a bit tired. A snack for the road never hurt anybody!

Skizz unexpectedly chuckles. "Except that one time you decided to shove jello in your backpack," he points out.

Impulse freezes.

"...Are there more things in my head than just your voice?" He questions while slowly turning around to face Skizz. Skizz, in response, raises an eyebrow.

"Of course! I know everything going on in there! That's what happens between a God and their oracle!" He says like it's common knowledge.

"So you know all my deep dark secrets now?"

"Well, kinda!"

"Does the "kinda" include how much I missed you?"

"Awww yeah!!! I know you love me soooo muuuchhh now!"

"God damn it- I hate you. You SUCK."

At Impulse's overly sulky tone, Skizz giggles like the sacred bastard he is. And once again, something cozy and soft glows and grows in Impulse's chest. It feels...good. Happy. Like it's right as it should be. And looking at the faded form of his best friend, he knows Skizz feels it growing too.

Maybe, even with all the responsibility and having Skizzleman but now with divine powers in his head 24/7, this won't be so bad.

Maybe this could become something great.

#skizzleman #impulsesv #skizz week 2 #skizz week #my writing #Unnamed God Skizz Oracle Impulse AU #hermitfic #THE COLD MIGHT FUCK ME UP BUT THE GRIND NEVER ENDS PEOPLE #I WILL COMPLETE SKIZZ WEEK

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damianbugs · 1 year

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do you have any good tim fic recs? without him being massively woobified or fanonised

tim centric fics are not something i usually read (though that IS changing recently) BUT i do indeed have some recs that to me, personally, really encapsulate his character and i think about like all the time. a good tim drake fic can truly change the chemicals in your brain FOREVER.

woobified tim and i have personal beef with each other that will withstand all the generations to come, so i will not be touching him with a ten foot pole. do not fear.

TIM DRAKE CENTRIC FIC RECS ON AO3

Talk To Me by A_Canceled_Stamp

Bruce and Tim have a long-overdue heart-to-heart

MY NOTES: ohhh just the bruce and tim fic ever to exit. i reread this often when i just need a little comfort after things are rough, because it is so well written and i will never get over how sweet it is. happy tears in my eyes forever. bruce and tim is a dynamic that is so special.

lift this curse of bein' seventeen by arguablysomaya

When Tim first dreamed of becoming Robin, he’d been admiring Dick. When he became Red Robin, hurt and alone, he’d thought about the person Jason used to be. But after years of watching his older sister, Tim can’t help but reflect on how much he respects Cass and what she stands for.

As Batgirl, as Orphan, as Black Bat— as Cass, the woman that could face down pure evil and still sneak into Tim’s apartment to pull the laptop out of his hands and shove him into bed.

Or: In which Tim Drake gets a new name.

MY NOTES: oh my GOD. THE TIM DRAKE MOVES ON FROM ROBIN FIC EVER. i never once considered black bat tim but after reading this i genuinely have ascended to a new plain of tim drake understanding. not to mention wonderful tim and cass writing. i love their duo so much. (also!!! asian tim!!!)

by any other name would smell as sweet by misspickman

A dare and a couple of offhand comments set off a domino effect, sending Tim down one or two identity crises. Apparently everyone thinks it's time for him to do some self-reflection.

MY NOTES: i have said this so many times in these recs that it should be a given now to always expect a trans character fic as well. trans girl tim fic u are SO REAL. a friend recommended this to me and i read it all while standing up for a good half an hour unable to do anything else. changed my life forever. good lord

a soft place to land by unchosenone

Tim rubs the back of his head, trying to affect a joking tone. “I knew I should’ve just gone for the new escrima sticks.”

Dick is ready to be a good big brother to his grieving little bro. Tim flips the script.

MY NOTES: dick and tim are truly the brothers of all time i tear up just thinking about what they once had and everything they've lost. this fic is not about that though. this fic is about what a caring little brother tim is.

Check your mic by Lilac_hyacinth

“That wasn’t—” he stared at his bike’s display through fuzzy eyes. “I mean, Bernard’s not my—”

“It’s okay, Tim,” Steph said gently.

The comm felt like a knife in his ear.

“I’m not,” Tim said.

He didn’t know if he was saying "I’m not gay" or "I’m not okay," was pretty sure nobody else did either, and the next thing Tim knew, his comm was a crushed pile of plastic and tech in his clenched fist.

MY NOTES: first and foremost, if you are a fan of timber you NEED to check out this author. the best timber fics out there. this fic is especially special to me and i love the way the comfort was handled. seeing tim traverse through different parts of the queer experience will always be important to me.

#gee i wonder who this anon is from!#tim drake #batfam #saki batfam fic recs #bruce wayne #dick grayson #bernard dowd #timbern

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anastasiiaosypova · 6 months

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#ar'alani #commodore ar'alani #admiral ar'alani #senior commander mitth'raw'nuru #thrawn #chiss expansionary defense fleet #friendship goals #just thrawn and ar'alani #best duo in ascendancy #your honor I love them #chaos rising #my favorite interaction in books

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wildissylupus · 7 days

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i havent been active on tumblr later i’m so sorry , just popping into ask if you’ll be posting ashe’s story whenever you get hero’s ascendant? 🙏

I took awhile to respond to this but I do now have Hero's Ascendant and I am working on posts for it now but it will be awhile till I post info, mostly because I am focusing on other things including the new Mirrorwatch universe.

But for now I'll give you some notes on what happens;

Ashe is a good leader of the Deadlock gang and anyone who says otherwise are idiots.

We witness an Omnic die (don't worry, it's not B.O.B or Bars)

Ashe and Bob are the best farther daughter duo

Ashe's parents were always neglectful pieces of shit, the Crisis and the success they got from it didn't change them

Ashe's is definitely not going to side with Talon if she finds out about their involvement with Null Sector, even if she doesn't I think she'd still not join them and find most of them annoying

Frankie and Benz are still with Deadlock, just running different factors of it, that being the reason we haven't seen them. Though hopefully with their mentions in this short story there will be mentions of them in game.

Not much Cashe content but Ashe is still mad about the bike, as well this short story confirms that they haven't seen each other since the Reunion cinematic.

#overwatch #overwatch 2 #overwatch lore #overwatch headcanons #analysis #cole cassidy #cassidy overwatch #overwatch cassidy #ashe overwatch #elizabeth caledonia ashe #calamity ashe #ashe ow #ow ashe #overwatch ashe

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nxtsnw · 1 year

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𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝒀 𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑭𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑺

a.n.: I'm back with this work that I hope will warm your hearts, I have to admit that I missed writing. I hope to be back more active on Tumblr soon!!

summary: friends to lovers among the fireworks (fluff!!)

characters: ranpo(bsd), yosano(bsd)

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RANPO EDOGAWA

You and your best friend were holding hands, and wriggling through the crowd to obtain a front-row seat to the fireworks.

You loved fireworks and everything about them. From the steady upward journey to the anticipation of the explosion and, finally, the most awaited moment: when all the colors pierced the sky, the screams ascended and the roar reached. Even after the explosion, when the lights miraculously fell and gently faded into the black sky, your heart fluttered with wonder. Ranpo Edogawa, your best friend, was the one who knew the most about it.

Despite seeming to be clueless about your excitement, he didn't let go of your hand and increased the speed, so you were in the front row to witness what was so important to you.

"Only in exchange for a caramel apple I'll take you to the front row of the fireworks!" were the words he had said to you.

The promise had been fulfilled. As a result, he was forced to join you in the front row. He wanted to huff but he was too preoccupied with holding your hand. It was the first time you had such prolonged physical contact since the beginning of your friendship.

The more he thought about it, the more his face warmed up strangely. He attempted to focus on something else that night to improve the situation, but all he saw was your figure. He had more time to gaze at you at that point.

"how much longer?" he was about to say plaintively, but suddenly you froze. You had arrived just in time.

The fires began to rage, and your emotions grew stronger. Your heart was beating as a toothy smile adorned your face.

While your hands remained joined, your hearts beat quickly yet in harmony, and Ranpo disliked the way fire worked. By gazing, he attempted to ignore the peculiar feeling in his gut, but it only got worse. It wasn't an unpleasant feeling, he thought to himself, but not knowing how to describe it annoyed him.

Meanwhile, the fires continued, and while your best friend was having a minor existential crisis, you were enchanted by the fires. You just averted your sight to smile at Ranpo, and the biggest and brightest fire blazed forth when you weren't looking.

Ranpo instantly slid a hand over your face and softly pushed it to look at him at that particular moment. While your heart was saddened that you missed the grand finale, Ranpo after perceiving your mood smiled and exclaimed at you: "IDIOT I WEAR GLASSES, YOU MUST HAVE SEEN IT IN THE REFLECTION!"

You returned to reality and meticulously repeated the preceding few seconds. You could see the huge last fire…reflected in his eyes. You were satisfied smiled and nodded.

But it was only a few seconds later that you realized you had focused too much on his eyes and had missed the finale. That didn't bother you because the light from his eyes was particularly beautiful that evening.

YOSANO AKIKO

best friends. This label has changed from being a nice nickname to becoming a strangling prison for your feelings. For every one you were now an inseparable duo, but nothing more. You were occasionally mistaken for each other's girlfriends, but everything eventually faded among jokes and denials. However, the longer you were in Yosano Akiko's company, the faster your heartbeat became, the more your cheeks flushed, and the greater the chance that your sentiments may escape the container you were trying to lock them in.

She was the most gorgeous person in the world in your eyes. Not just referring to her flawless hair and eyes, which always radiated security even when they were crossed, but also to her soul. You had grown to love the girl in all of her guises because you had known her in a thousand different ways. Your heart felt lighter every time you were together, and now that she could no longer be a simple friend, all the sensations we gave you had turned into an addiction. You would never have guessed that she felt the same way about that nickname being insufficient.

On New Year's Eve, you two decided to don't meet with your group of friends and climb a hill to see the fireworks from a distance. So you did it.

You headed out on your walk as the sun was setting so that you may be accompanied by the sunset. The sun was setting as you were rising, y our cheeks turned red as the sky got lighter, y ou two competed in a running race to see who could ascend to the peak first as the breeze picked up.

At that moment all nature accompanied you.

When you got there, you set up shop in a sizable meadow with your towel and all of your supplies for the planned picnic.

You rested to see the sky's changing hues while allowing the breeze to carry your conversations. Similar to how darkness started to appear that evening but would never completely overcome the light from the fires that would have started, her hands were continually within touching distance but never touched. After some time had passed, the awaited moment finally came. In all that time spent together and as the new year drew near, you longed more than ever to let go of the burden of suppressed emotions and lighten it by screaming them out just as the fires were bursting through loud noises.

You were so determined. And fires began to appear high in the sky. The noises were loud enough that you could scream undisturbed without anyone hearing…or that was what you thought.

That night, all whispers turned to screams.

"YOSANO, I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU"; and your heart started beating wildly, a smile crowned your face and your soul became lighter. You spontaneously turned to her, thinking she hadn't heard you.

She wasn't looking at the fires, her gaze was enchanted on you. When a smirk appeared on her face you knew she'd heard everything.

But you didn't know that every time you screamed to free your heart, her heart ached.

You wanted to improve the situation, explain that you were "joking" or anything so as not to ruin the friendship. Though before you said a word, she came up to you and stole a kiss from you.

That was the first kiss of the year for both of you, and as a narrator, I can only say that it wasn't the last..

taglist: @elychee @frosttea @mrssunasimpowo @sonder-paradise @alice0blog

#✧˖°. chia's brainrot ✧˖°.#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #ranpo x reader #yosano x reader #ranpo edogawa #yosano akiko #bsd x you #bsd image #bsd x y/n

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rendezvouz-fling · 1 year

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Astro Observations #4

18+

• The mars in your ascendant persona chart might explain your temper. E.g. my mars in my asc pc is in Aries and that makes the utmost sense!

• Your best friends might have one of your mother's big 3 signs in their big 3. E.g. my mom's a Scorpio sun and 2 of my best friends are Scorpio suns and another is a Scorpio moon.

• The person you date might also have one of your parents' big 3 signs in their big 3. E.g. My mom's a Cancer rising and one of my ex's was a Cancer with a Cancer stellium while another one was a Cancer rising.

• I've been observing and this doesn't necessarily apply to everybody but I've seen people who have their grandparents' big 3/6 in their big 3. E.g. One of my best friends is a Libra rising and her grandma is a Libra sun while her brother is a Taurus moon and their grandpa is a Taurus sun.

• Or you can have the same element placements. E.g. My grandma was a Cancer sun, Leo mercury with Virgo mars & I'm a Pisces sun, Aries mercury with a Capricorn mars.

• Taurus suns with Taurus moons grandparents will literally spoil tf out their grandkids! Even if they didn't ask for anything. They're also very giving and they're probably the ones who have an expensive decoration at home lol.

• Virgo moons are literally so caring! They'll always include their loved ones in everything and they'll go out of their ways to do little things for you even if you think it isn't necessary.

• Libra suns with Sagittarius venuses are literally soo fun!!

• Air suns with Fire venuses are way easier to spot since they're not only charismatic but they're spontaneous & fiery!

• Taurus mars loove hickeys and choking lol. And they’re extra horny people!😩

• Capricorn mars have a thing for dominating their partners during sex, wether that be verbally or physically. “Who do you belong to?” “You not going nowhere. Do you understand me?” Type people🌚

• Scorpio suns with Aries moons will literally have their ex's obsessed and stalking them from secret accounts.

• Gemini placements/degrees love dirty talk especially on the phone!

• Libra mercuries might cuss occasionally but they don't like to.

• Aquarius mars people are so chill in general but will have outbursts when people least expect it?

• Mars dominants are so sexy for what?😩

• I think Pisces dominant people should look at Jupiter just as equally as Neptune tbh. I have a Libra Jupiter in the 5H at Leo degree and the traits are so obvious in my personality. Oh and the baby fever is real!!

• Scorpio rising-Gemini rising is the duo you'll probably find in a crowd laughing at some stupid remark one of them just made.

• Leo suns with their rising in earth degrees are so chill? Especially if they have a water rising then they’ll be super shy but super chill as you get to know them. Even if they have a fire moon lol.

• Your rising sign in your ascendant persona chart can show better when you’re around the people that are closest to you. E.g. I’m a natal Gemini rising at 23 degree and people tend to call me charming & charismatic often, I also feel like I express it more when I’m out in public. But with those closest to me I tend to embody my ascendant persona chart’s rising sign which is Leo rising at 9 degree because they think I’m sassy, bold & dramatic lol. Oh and the hair thing is true.🤣

• Your venus persona chart show what your ideal partner is like.

• 5H Scorpio Eros at 7 or 19 degree could be into putting on a sexy show for their partner while wearing lingerie or they might fantasize about it and they’re usually good at it too lol.

• Nah because kids with Air in their big 3 tend to be those little liars with big crackhead energy that snicker a lot.😭

• Gemini risings 🤝 grasping onto their crush/partner’s mannerisms/words and using them all the time.

• Saturnian moon kids tend to get scolded for stuff they didn’t do/say the most!

• Virgo suns with a Libra stellium tend to be so logical yet so childlike and a little shy.

• Fire suns tend to either not have their dads in their lives or if they do then they might not get along with them because they both have the same temper.

• Earth sun fathers tend to be harsh towards their kids especially Taurus since they’re so stubborn.

• I’ve noticed that Virgo sun mothers are usually the type to lay the law in their households, some to the extreme of abuse. Bonus points if they’re an Air moon.

• Gemini placements can be just as sneaky as Cap and Scorpio placements. They’re the type to get themselves in an entanglement for the stimulation it gives them lol.

• Pisces sun women tend to curvy. Like they don’t even have to turn around. Ifykyk.🌚

• I’ve noticed a lot of Sag sun women tend to have wider hips or a square like frame.

• I’ve also noticed that Earth suns and Water suns with Air risings tend to have a pear-like shape.

•Water mars women like to rub on their partner’s chest during the act.

• Water mars men like to feel on their partner too especially while making out.

• Want a sensual lover who’ll make your wildest fantasies come true and also likes communication or who likes to have fun during intercourse? Get you an Earth mars at Sagittarius degree (9, 21).

• Aries mars at Cancer degree (4, 16, 28) are very passionate and love being talked to during intercourse. They also love going for several rounds and they can be almost as horny as an Earth mars.🤭

• I’ve noticed Pisces sun men tend to be packing. 😭 Bonus points if they’re an Earth/Fire mars.

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none-house-left-grief · 5 days

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no please share your Bloodbourne AU with us….im glad im not the only one thinking about this

Hey sorry I'm only getting to this now! I never get asks for this blog so I don't bother checking often.

I don't have any particularly detailed thoughts, and a lot of things just don't fully add up unless you ignore some lore on both ends but here's re a few ideas I've had (they're all just very very obvious connections tbh they're not super interesting I think):

Obviously the religion of the Ninth is the Healing Church

The Cathedral Ward, specifically Oedon Chapel, would be the Ninth/Drearburh equivalent

It gets a bit complicated when we get to talking about the Lyctors, Resurrection Beasts, and BoS, however

I think the best option for BoS to be would be the hunters (Wake being the much sexier and much much less creepy version of Gherman (would that make Pyrrha Lady Maria?) as the leader/founder)

The Byrgenwerth Scholars could be the Lyctors (or necromancers more broadly)

The Lyctors would be the known bosses and scholars we know of (Maria, Micolash, Rom, etc.) although they could also include hunters like Gascoigne

The RBs would be the bosses that are not human (Amygdala, Blood Starved Beast, (potentially Vicar Amelia idk how I feel about including her tbh)

Here's the tricky part:

John and Alecto could be Willem and Laurence, but I see Jod as Laurence in this (because he would use the blood (which in this case it would be the necromantic equivalent ig??) to "help" people but Alecto would not vibe with it)

However Willem was essentially the founding figure of Byrgenwerth, which, if we didn't do a 1:1 comparison could also work

Laurence could also be Anastasia the First, being the respective founders of their churches

Another issue is that I don't know what to make of the necro/cav duos. Admittedly, this is what makes the AU fall apart for me a little, although I'm sure there's a way to make it work

The easiest thing to do would be to make them Hunters, but then the BoS thing would have to be different

We could pull a Soul Eater and have the cavs be the Hunter weapons because the healing church also has hunters, but that doesn't quite fit for me

Unless

The Cainhurst Vilebloods could be the BoS equivallent, going against the church founded under Laurence/John

This lets the hunters be necromancers and their cavaliers, provided they hunt in pairs

This also lets Pyrrha be Maria and have some ties to BoE through Wake

Some characters might not have direct connections tho

Nona is hard to account for on account of the whole Nona thing

Characters like Patches don't seem to fit with tlt either

The House system would have to be potentially scrapped, although they could be allied/paired off based off of branches from the Scholars

Magic is also a challenge, as the closest thing are the Arcane Hunter Tools and Blood which isn't the same as necromancy (especially not TLT necromancy with the intricacies of the River, thanergy and thallergy, etc.)

Lyctorhood would also be a challenge, although it could be as simple as "the soul/body/blood is absorbed when 'ascended'" or something

The whole "Bloodborne is full of references to the horrors of womanhood and pregnancy and femininity and blood" thing also doesn't fit quite as neatly with tlt because it has a more anti-imperialist bend to it and gender-fuckery happens, but it's not quite like in Bloodborne

For this reason, the whole Pthumerian part of the lore doesn't fit in any way that's easily apparent to me, although I'm open to ideas on all of this, particularly I would love to find a way to fit Queen Yharnam into all this without just making her Wake because they're both the only ones who are prego.

Anyway yeah that's about it lmao hope it's as interesting as you thought it would be

#gideon the ninth #the locked tomb #bloodborne #bloodborne au #asks #anon

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3luejam · 1 year

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ShuiZhu ( main lmk oc )

水珠 ( water pearl )

she/her // bisexual

names / nickname:

ao Shui / shui zhu

{ water girl / titan mermaid / goddess of the ocean / sea witch / fan girl2.0 / the pearl keeper }

backstory:

Ao guang found a giant clam with her inside and then raised her as his daughter since no one else wanted to accept her though some other dragons didnt like her at all except the dragon attendant she got used to her.

once almost injured one of her dragon brothers Ao jiao and almost killed her in a act of revenge luckily Ao guang broke the fight. Ao bing the attendant and Nezha are the only ones she got along well with

secretly went up to the surface multiple times and became best friends with Nezha when she saw him playing alone. they became jianzi duos and explored the ocean for treasures together .Ao guang knew yet he didnt want to make her struggle making friends so he gave her a bladed fan that can change its size for safety.

as Shui grew more attached to the oceans beauty and powerful nature she somehow gained water powers because of it. she may have destroyed a few buildings but it wasnt severe but she once made a whirlpool killing many fishermen on accident and they wanted to execute her though Ao guang was angered shui cannot help but plead for him to spare the humans

the large village the fishermen lived ended up getting invaded by demons.when they found shui they invited her to be "apart" of they're family which she declined and continued causing havoc amongst the village..the humans may hate her but she wants to save them so she gave her limbs and life to the demons and the only thing left is her head the pool of water her body evaporated into and her blood with her head in Ao guangs arms

then Ao guang had asked the jade emperor to bring her back from the dead and he agreed but it would take 200 years to reborn her new body and erase the trauma she experienced but her happy moments.

then when she grew up her aquatic esque ears started to get more bigger with small scales on her back and the heavens decided to give her the role of the goddess of the sea and fish ( or just any sea creature ) but ao guang didnt want her to go in fear of loosing his own child again but shui promised that every year she would visit for 4 days.then she made a pearl balancing both land and sea from disasters making peace ( wukong tried to steal it when the brotherhood still existed )but though she ascended to divinity she must learn how on how to control her powers so guan yin offered shui to be her student or sometimes when guan yin is busy and Nezha has free time he can help her learn even though water isnt his element despite the fact they had been separated for so long they're bond still stands strong yet it took almost 100 years for them to develop into adults

when shui returned to the mortal realm the first thing she does is to tend the graves of the fishermen she had killed on accident from guilt and then visit Ao guang

( most of the time she visits Nezha hangs out with him and helps him with keeping the map safe growing water lilies and often meditate together )

ship name: Lotuswave

despite Ao jia being extremely mean to her when she was a child they actually dont mean it in fact they were just strict they try there best to be good brothers after her death

powers:

water clones ( her water clones are similar to macaque but much faster than his. the clones cant evaporate but rather when something tries to attack it the attacks go through her clones

liquidkinesis ( most of the time she uses water to attack or make random shapes in a brutal way she can do the same with blood and maybe explode it in someones body but rarely does that )

bladed fan ( her fans were given by Ao guang for protection and to block attacks. her fans can shapeshift into a bigger size but cant get smaller. she can also make tsunamis with it by making it bigger and swinging it in the most aggressive way possible )

shapeshift ( she cant shapeshift into anything but only has two forms her full fish form is made from heavenly water and often swims with other fish groups and the second one has the appearance of a water mermaid. her fish form is smaller than the second one and the second is bigger than Nezhas monster form it even grants her mind reading capabilities

often dreams of becoming a dragon someday or having another form that is a dragon and not a fish so she would feel like shes apart of the dragon family

her water hair cannot get evaporated but can change the temperature based on her emotions for example her hair can actually boil when shes mad but it doesnt hurt her or the person touching it.its just hot

#lego monkey kid oc #lmk oc #lego #legomonkiekid #lmk oc x canon #legomonkiekidoc #lmk

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