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Howdy Mr. Dapper! Your ideas for zhuzhing up different gods are always so cool, I was wondering if you had any for Grummsh? Either keeping him as a patron of orcs but losing the evilness, or making him believably evil but not relegating him to one people?
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Deity: Gruumsh, God of Grudges
The soldiers let me and my boy through the wall because they thought we’d be useful. Making leather’s foul work but someone’s got to mend their armour and boots. A few years go past and my boy gets bigger, starts looking like he might be a problem, so they start looking for excuses, and they keep finding excuses until they have him on the ground and are beating him to death with the boots I made them. 
Ruiner, they have taken my son so let me have this instead: Help me live long enough to slip my knife under their skin, Help me flay every last one of the bastards , Help me give back this pain they’ve given me. I do not want it. 
-Grimma, orcish tanner and resistance leader
As much as the kindhearted would like to deny it, there are some hatreds that are holy, some transgressions that can not be forgiven, some hurts that will not ease until they are avenged. These are the province of Gruumsh, the Ruiner, Father of the wronged. Gruumsh is a god to curse by, a god to get you through bitter times, and he lends his strength and fathomless anger to those who have been hard done by. Gruumsh is defined by his symbol of the gouged eye, a wound that will not close forced upon him by enemies yet to be brought to justice. 
That justice however does not resemble anything that could be codified in law. Gruumsh is known as the Ruiner because often the ultimate culmination of his worship is just that: the violent obliteration of both his worshipper and those that wronged them, a closed circle of bloodshed and loss that balances the scales through pain. 
Adventure Hooks
A storm has driven the party and several other travellers to take shelter in a roadhouse, delaying their days long journey to the next settlement but giving them a chance to get cozy by the fire, maybe trade some gossip with the others. Storytime is however interrupted when a deadman begins hammering at the door, demanding for someone to let him in so that he can wreak vengeance on those that murdered him. Interrogating the dead man through the door reveals that he was making his way towards the inn when set upon by masked figures who robbed him of his possessions and left him dead in a ditch with a prayer to the Ruiner on his lips. Its up to the party to piece together which of their dinner companions might’ve done the deed, or else the revnant is likely to break in, kill them all, and let Gruumsh sort it out. 
An orcish noblewoman needs the party’s help in recovering a number of important items stolen from her family’s chapel. She was on the eve of brokering a peace with a rival noble house and putting an end to generations of bloodfued when someone broke in, defaced their altar, and stole several mementos that are not only important to her family but also empowered with a dangerous magic. Most of her people blame thieves,  the rival faction, or the disfavour of Gruumsh himself, though if the party search hard enough the evidence may just point them in the direction of her hot blooded younger brother who feels as if he’s yet to prove himself in the family’s ongoing conflict. 
An enterprising land baron attempted to oust the local hermit from his land and ended up getting some divine wrath for his trouble, the old crank’s curse bringing down a celestially empowered chimera to harry the baron and rampage across his holdings. Landlords are parasites, and while the party might be tempted to let the beast despite the generous reward he offers, there is also the matter of the other people live on his various tenant farms who’ve been caught in the literal crossfire. Perhaps there’s a more equitable way to end this, especially since killing the beast ( or the hermit, as the landlord subtly entreats) may bring Gruumsh’s wrath down on them. 
As with gods like the Allhammer or the Archheart, Gruumsh can be worshipped by any but is most often depicted as an orc, with some myths claiming that the first orcs rose up in legion from the drops of blood spilled from the Ruiner when his eye was first taken. Some of his priests, known as grudgekeepers like to joke that the famed orcish resilience in the face of grievous harm  is one of Gruumsh’s favourite gifts, the chance to strike back against your murderer one last time before death comes to claim you. 
There are few temples dedicated to the Ruiner, and those do exist often serve as monuments to wrongs so great that could not be avenged. Likewise those devotees who extend their faith into public practice tend to preach to others seeking to memorialize, or to ferment public agitation against some great personal or social injustice that must be corrected. Some societies try to suppress worship of the ruiner, fearing that he incites the same pain he claims to avenge, but in these austere cultures where the mighty may do as they please Gruumsh has little need of temples: his shrines are the bloodstains that can’t be cleaned off the street, his prayers are made in defaced edifices and vulgar words shared between those who suffer.
Signs: Fresh blood remembering old violence, rage so pure it distorts reality, physical cracks in symbols of authority
Symbols: A lone bleeding eye, nails driven into a resilient surface over and over and over again.
Titles: The Ruiner, The Unblinking, He who never sleeps
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🥀Sad Bitch Lilith ♦︎ Timeless Pick A Card
We live in a world where being too kind, too sweet, too compassionate and forgiving could often lead to disastrous outcomes. This is after all a world where narcissists, sociopaths and psychopaths run free without much repercussion. A sweet girl can’t be pleasant all the time; a goddess needs to carry a machete from time to time.
What most people have yet to grasp, is that Venus and Lilith quite literally make each side of the Divine Femininity coin. Venus represents Light and Lilith represents Dark; even then, they could easily switch roles depending on the situation at hand. Only if you want—you are allowed to embody both Venus and Lilith in their respective glory.
Do you really want to become that kind of idiot who sends love and light to those who have done you much harm? You don’t have to force yourself to be the bigger person in a conflict that was created for the sole purpose of stripping you of power and autonomy. Enablers and gaslighters enforce that kind of idea so you make room for their terrible behaviour. WAKE. UP.
So many women in this world have at some point been a Sad Bitch Lilith at the hands of psychopaths, sociopaths and narcs in whatever role they play in their lives. Hopefully this reading serves to help you turn the narrative into SAVAGE LILITH. The Dark Moon Goddess who delights in revenge for she knows in it lies EDUCATION for the imbeciles who have foolishly disrespected her kind, sweet, friendly, feminine qualities. The Dark Feminine retorts,
‘RESPECT ME OR GET DESTROYED.’
Black Moon Lilith is a Goddess of Redemption. She takes into her own hands matters of delivering nightmare to those who have wronged her. She calculates in the dark. She doesn’t ask for permission. She's a wild woman. She punishes swiftly. She moves history.
She is Karma.
Karma paid in revenge glow up, BITCH🌹
SONG: I’ll Make You Cry by aespa
MOVIE: Gone Girl (2014)
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Pile 1 – When My Tears Silently Turn to Diamonds
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the way your beauty irritates people – 10 of Pentacles Rx
VIBE: I’m Unhappy by aespa
You’re somebody who’s perceived as abundant and superfluous by others. It’s super obvious from the way you look, the way you carry yourself, or even your family background. You just… exude a rich vibe—whether or not you actually come from old money. Damn, you just have it in you. It’s something you were born with. Even if you didn’t come from a rich background, or even if right now, for some reason you’re struggling with resources, no, honey, listen: it’s your fucking AURA.
People can see either you’re blessed since birth—with money, beauty, talents, whatever—or they simply can smell that you’re gonna make it big someday. Most people you’ve known in your environment, do not like this about you at all. It’s their own fault though, why in the name of fuck are they always comparing themselves to you? Did you ask for that? Never. But they’re always imagining how nice it would be in your shoes without knowing for realz your life story.
They project their insecurities at you even when you’ve never wanted to make anybody feel that way because of your presence. In many ways, I think you’ve tried so hard to make you look ordinary, or in some cases, you’ve tried to show a lot of care and generosity. You’ve tried to make everybody see that you’re just like them even if your circumstances are not exactly the same. It never worked though—maybe it’s even backfired.
Your abundance… is simply irritating to them because you’re surrounded by motherfucking losers, babe.
silencing the negative self-talk – XIX The Sun
VIBE: ASAP by NewJeans
You should be done feeling bad for being radiant. It’s not your fault other people are ugly. It’s not your responsibility that other people don’t have money. How are you at fault when a good company chooses you for the talents and skills you’ve developed which they need? Seriously, it’s none of your business if others wouldn’t work on themselves to be considered an amazing creature in society. You keep being you, honey. You and I know you’re always refining your natural talents and deepening your base knowledge. You’re truly a hustler even if others don’t see that.
When you’re not saddened or confused by others’ terrible attitude towards your blessings, your mindset is really positive like the Sun itself. Of all the Piles, I think your heart is the purest🤣You’re more generous than people give you credit for. You’re always trying to make everyone feel welcomed. If you were a party host, you’d make sure every single person has a good time in ways that suit them. You’re that attentive.
Unfortunately, your Light, indeed babe, seems to attract a lot of harmful bugs. No matter how much you give, it’ll never be enough and nothing you do will stop the gossip and badmouthing and backstabbing. Because essentially, these bottom-feeders are already bitter about their own pathetic lives. They hate you as much as they hate themselves for not having the courage to feel deserving of the abundance you’ve worked hard for.
S A V A G E – 4 of Wands
VIBE: Hurt by NewJeans
‘Leave them at the bottom of the grave they dug for you.’ – something I saw on Pinterest
Because you’re too kind, too giving, I think you’re the type of person who wouldn’t have the heart to leave people behind where they are miserable. Umm… you need to grow up a little bit more and finally see for yourself how pointless that is. You’re just one person, what makes you think you could save everybody? I hope you don’t yourself turn into a megalomania who thinks others wouldn’t survive without your charity.
Leave that toxic environment and you will regenerate yourself. As you do so, you become a vibrational match to some kind of a Soul Tribe situation where you’ll be met with people who aren’t the least bit parasitic. You’ve got to believe you’re deserving of a symbiosis mutualistic kind of relationships and friendships for them to manifest, OK?
As for the anklebiters? Hurt them with your leaving them. Hurt them with your totally ignoring and blocking them. I’m not saying you have to throw a brick at them for all the disrespect they’ve dealt on you. I’m sure your change of attitude will hurt the living shit out of them. And one day, when you’re famous and important, they’ll see you, alright. They’ll see you for all that you’ve always been capable of doing and they’ll regret they didn’t treat you better. And they’ll wallow in immense pain for not having access to you anymore. Nevermore. Leave them hurting in their shame and regrets. That’ll kill them😈
SWEET MOTHER OF REVENGE 🔻💙
VILLAIN ORIGIN STORY – Gold Physician (Herodotus)
Reclaiming Lilith – Priestess of Prosperity
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Pile 2 – You See This Glow-Up? NOW You Jelly
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the way your beauty irritates people – Knight of Wands Rx
VIBE: 28 Reasons by Seulgi
First and foremost, you’re a damn rare beauty. I don’t care if you don’t think that highly of your physical appearance; bitch, you’re goddamn attractive. Take it or leave it. Your problem is that you act like you’re ordinary and that irritates the living shit out of your enemies because they think you’re fake. ‘How dare you act ordinary when you’re obviously that pretty. Are you mocking us??’ Yeah… Why the fuck are you surrounded by ordinary beauties? Have you got Venus squaring Pluto? Huehue~
Anyway, in any situation you’re an eye candy and everybody can see that. Maybe you’re dense enough to not see how others see you, but all these friends of yours, they’re hyper aware of how all eyes are on you the moment you slightly move. You stir the air in a way no other human does. It’s because there’s passion and authenticity in you that make you vibrate on a much higher level than most people. Really, you’re a rare gem but this could get you in danger a lot.
You’re the type of beauty that invites enemies actually because of your friendly disposition. Like, there’s this annoying gap that irritates people in ways even they don’t really understand. The gap between your intense beauty/attraction and your general politeness. You’re soft spoken, cheerful and helpful. For the most part, you’re a ball of joy and if you’re a girl, boys like you A LOT. You’re fun. You’re cool. You’re smart and creative. A lot funnier than people assume. You’re the IT GIRL. But the envious ones call you a pick-me LMAO
Envious girls put a lot of effort into brandishing you as a trashy character but by doing that, even the boys could see who’s the real G here. And well, wouldn’t that annoy their trashy asses further?🤷🏻‍♀️They’re literally ruining their own image by trying to ruin you🤡
silencing the negative self-talk – 8 of Wands Rx
VIBE: Forgive Me by BoA
Now that that’s out of the way, let’s have a heart-to-heart. Honey, you’ve got to stop pretending like you’re a sweet Venus all the time. You’re not. You and I know that. Deep down, there’s an evil bitch in you that wants to play with fire. I think you’ve tried to curb your Lilith practically your entire Life. Perhaps on a subconscious level you know this of you and you want to avert your eyes from looking at your Lilith. That’s how you seem fake sometimes.
Highly intuitive people can smell the Devil in you, but you act like you’re an angel all the time. And that’s annoying because your Lilith is literally a men-magnet and this often takes away attention from other girls but you act all innocent💩I’m not saying it’s your fault—I sense that for the most part, you don’t even consciously want this intense attention; I’m saying there’s this mechanism about how you’re perceived by your environment.
Aaand why do you think that is? Of course, because subconsciously, you want all of this attention. You always want to be wanted and liked and desired. You crave that shit so bad because when you were tinier you felt unseen. Un-understood. Unappreciated. Now, doesn’t matter who or how, you just want everybody to see you and want you, but you’re not gonna give them back any of that attention. You want to be unattainable. Actually, you are unattainable. You don’t easily let people get close to you. You don’t want people in your personal space. You just want the a t t e n t i o n.
S A V A G E – 5 of Wands Rx
VIBE: Savage by aespa
You know, this is all just a lil game to you. Deep down, you’re fighting this urge to snatch everybody’s boyfriends and husbands. Sometimes you get frightened by your evil desires because if you were unhinged, you’d want all these married people to want you more than they want their spouses. It’s not even that serious. You just want to come on top of everybody. You’re secretly envious of these little bitches who are—probably—loved by their spouses. And even when you can see there’s no Love in that connection, you’re still jealous that someone wants to commit themselves to these undeserving mediocre asses.
You feel all alone in this world. People are only nice to you because of your looks or whatever else that’s not even that important. And people are also nasty to you because of your looks and everything else that’s not even that important. It’s been one insanely difficult Life for you. You’re sad. You feel abandoned and unwanted in spite of all the shallow praises. And there’s this quiet rage inside that wants to punish everyone for not caring about the REAL you.
Bitch, grow up a little bit and you’ll see that low-quality people get married to their fellow mediocre asses. You don’t play in the same dimension as them so don’t lower your standards🤭One day you’ll see who’s gonna end up divorced and miserable because they all married the wrong people! Nah, that’s not even the important part LMAO The important part is when you’re the one marrying a Soul Mate after all of your spiritual and psychological glow-up that made you a vibrational match to so much REAL LOVE and you’re surrounded by all this money and beauty.
You never needed their kind of a glow-up; you were born perfection. You needed a different kind of confidence to SLAY and be very happy.
SWEET MOTHER OF REVENGE 🔻❤️
VILLAIN ORIGIN STORY – Red Magus (Edward Kelly)
Reclaiming Lilith – Priestess of Happiness
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Pile 3 – You Thought I’d Give It All to You
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the way your beauty irritates people – 2 of Cups
VIBE: The Weekend by BIBI
You’re this absolutely weird mix of devil and angel in one body. You attract ALL kinds of people. Young, old. Men, women. Animals and toddlers are either terrified by you or LOVE you to oblivion. People always want something from you, right? They either simp for you or act like you owe them something—usually when their simping doesn’t pay off LMAO That’s really weird… Your entire existence is weird. I like that😉
You’re definitely giving, charitable, although in reality you’re really selective with whom you allow in your personal space. ‘Just because I’m friendly with you doesn’t mean I wanna be friends with you,’ kind of vibe. Nevertheless, people are silly, and they cultivate this weird intense desire within them. They build all these unnatural expectations around you having to give or share with them.
In their sick minds, they demand this. When you don’t humour them their sick demands, they get ULTRA bitter, probably even resentful. And then they seek to destroy you. Weird. Weird. Weird. You never even intended to lead them on. People are crazy when you’re around. The worst part is, they never even had your best interest at heart. They just wanted something from you—energy, attention, favouritism, gentle caress, who the hell cares.
How much Neptunian/Pisces/12th House energy do you have for you to be this way?😷HAHAH
silencing the negative self-talk – Page of Pentacles
VIBE: KAZINO by BIBI
Unlike the other Piles, you don’t seem to have a lot of neg self-talk. You’re sassy, bitchy, and you embrace your negative qualities because you see the value in them. Society ain’t perfect either anyway, what’s so wrong in being me the way that I am? You go, girlie~ You’re a total believer in revenge and vengeance. You ARE the definition of Lilith incarnate. Were you born with it? Did you develop yourself to be this way? Who the fuck knows—that’s your very own secret ingredient~
You’d rather let the mortals hurt and rot in their own stupidity than let yourself be the one to hurt. Unless you’re defending those you care about, you’re never sustaining hurt. You hurl lemons at all your enemies before they could get closer. Any step closer, you squirt that lemon in their eyes. Their fault. You warned them already! ‘Hey, I’m nice but I ain’t no saint,’ is your philosophy.
And when you’re really, really, really done with someone’s bullshit, you ain’t afraid to spill some blood. You’re gonna be smart about it though. You plan quietly and attack unexpectedly with a demonic angel smile on your face. ‘Send a message to your god; you’ve messed with the wrong bitch, BITCH.’
You are a menace to society👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
S A V A G E – XII The Hanged Man Rx
VIBE: Vengeance by BIBI
See, you are one sneaky bitch. Though you are a fucking menace to society, you know how to act righteous. You also know how to act like the victim should the occasion arise—but this is rare because you like to appear on top of everyone. Still, you’re quite masterful at creating sad or horrendous backstories that would justify your wreaking havoc upon your enemies, or even just society at large. Your sense of morality is kinda shrewd LMAO And I think that’s because you’ve been at the mercy of someone else’s shrewd behaviour before, probably when you were a lot younger.
That made you realise you never wanted to be the victim anymore. If anything, you’ll terrorise everyone so you maintain your own safety. WHEW. You’ve got your trust broken in authority. Their rules didn’t protect you or even hurt you. So, you believe new rules should be made in their place. You make your own rules and you don’t care if that hurts some people. You have this dicktionary explaining what kinds of dickhead are worth sacrificing to your new-world agenda.
🤣🤣🤣You’re CRAZY!
I believe in you. I think you could change the world. But I think you’re largely only interested in your own world. The whole world? That’s too much trouble. You aren’t keen on destroying your small queendom/kingdom in exchange for world domination—you smart like that. Keep at that. WHOA.
SWEET MOTHER OF REVENGE 🔻🧡
VILLAIN ORIGIN STORY – Green Magus (John Dee)
Reclaiming Lilith – Priestess of Divination
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Again, pazuribe helping us to cope with what's happening in the anime, yey! 💜💜
(Even if it hurts that they relised this today because look how happy and alive! 😭)
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auroragehenna · 29 days
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Whump prompt
Hurt or betrayed Whumpee wanting to make the person that wronged them suffer. They call upon a deity/patron/demon/fae/you name it for help. For their power. They get their revenge.
But that revenge was never free...
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earl-of-grey · 3 months
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*puts my arms through the straight jacket sleeves* No- you don’t understand! If committing cannibalism symbolizes divine punishment from God *tightening the belts* then Alastor’s acts of cannibalism *dragging me into the van* is his way of enacting divine punishment on others!!! *pushing my head in* and therefore taking back control even from GOD- *slams the van door shut*
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skettyohs · 28 days
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𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙...
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Revenge 2017
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ilions-end · 21 days
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what do you MEAN that when achilles falls to the ground grieving for patroclus, the verb describing him lying there is otherwise only ever used in the iliad to describe dead bodies!! how dare you tell me the text itself may imply that achilles, or at least his human side, is already dead when he returns to battle!
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𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙁𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚, 𝙎𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙊𝙛
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Eros!Chifuyu Matsuno x Psyche!Fem!Reader (Pretty heavily based on the Eros and Psyche myth)
For @dark-mnjiro's Touch of Divine Rush Collab!! Thank you so much for allowing me to participate!!
A/N: I originally wanted this to be sfw, but, uh, that did not happen lmao (Also I'm sooo sorry on how late this is!!).
Word Count: 3.5k
Warnings: petnames (love, angel, beautiful,), f!masturbation, ruined orgasm, f!oral, cunnilingus, and use of a blindfold, some angst but it gets resolved
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Chifuyu wanted to appease his mother’s disdain. Nothing meant more to him than his mother, so when she asked him to make a mortal girl fall in love with a hideous beast, who was he to deny his mother, the Goddess of Love and Beauty?
According to his mother, this mortal girl is so beautiful that people worshipped her instead of his mother. The girl had his mother green-eyed with jealousy. So, she wanted to take revenge on her. Chifuyu wanted to help his mother and agreed to use his arrows to make this mortal girl fall for a hideous monster.
As Chifuyu finally gets to the mortal girl’s residence, he comes to find a glorious palace. This human girl, to his surprise, is the daughter of a king. Chifuyu disguises himself as part of the castle staff and infiltrates the castle grounds. He admires the castle as he walks through, hoping to find the human girl. He recalls his mother’s description of the girl, so he knows what he’s looking for. As he turns a corner, he slams into another person, and whatever they carry falls on the floor. When he watches the girl apologize and swiftly go down to the ground to retrieve her items, Chifuyu realizes this is the mortal girl in question. She really is beautiful, he thinks to himself. He also kneels to help her get her things in order. As he helps her collect her items, their hands touch accidentally. Chifuyu feels his heart pierce with love for the girl before him. The girl becomes flustered from the contact and apologizes again, taking the rest of her things and rushing away. Chifuyu’s eyes follow her as he remembers the awful fate he’s supposed to subject that girl to. He contemplates disobeying his mother’s orders for the first time.
Your face feels so hot after touching that castle guard, and you’re not really sure why. He didn’t seem like any other guard to you. He seemed different somehow.
“Y/N, why is your head in the clouds?” a voice asks. You snap out of your thoughts and see your sister trying to get your attention.
“Oh, I’m sorry!” you say.
“What’s up with you?” your sister asks.
“Nothing, nothing. I got the papers you wanted so you can write more letters,” you say.
“Ah yes,” she takes them from you. “Sending love letters is the best way to find a husband.”
“Yes,” you agree. “You’ll find an amazing husband with your poetry and prose.”
“Hmm! That’s right,” your sister boasts. “Although you have not found a husband yet.” You look down. The topic of husbands always made you sad.
“No, I have not,” you agree with her.
“Well, it must be a shame,” she says.
“It is,” you agree with her again. You have not been able to secure a husband at all. Men flock to see your beauty, but they do not love you for you. The men only admire your beauty and not you. So you leave your sister’s quarters and begin the trot to your own. The whole way, you dream of a man that you could marry. A man who loves you.
Over the new few days, Chifuyu does not hit you with an arrow to make you fall for a beast. Instead, as a castle guard, he admires and sees you as you are. He sees how kind you are to the people of your kingdom and how elegant you treat animals. You, to Chifuyu, are perfect in every conceivable way.
However, this angers Chifuyu’s mother, who begins to notice Chifuyu’s lack of aid. Even her own son would rather be around a mortal. So, she prompted the girl’s father to seek out the oracle to see who his daughter would marry.
So, after some time, you and your father go to the oracle for the divine prediction of your husband.
Chifuyu, still acting as a guard, joins you. You all ascend to the mountains and find the prophet who gives you a divine prediction. But, unfortunately, her prophecy says you will marry a horrific serpent. You and your father are appalled to hear this news. Chifuyu’s surprised. Chifuyu knows his mother has some kind of hand in this. He’s got to do something about this.
Not long after you and your father return to your kingdom, you receive mail from your fated husband. You are told that you will leave your family and live with him in his castle. You are to never return to your family. You can hardly believe this is your fate. Your family says your goodbyes, as you can never see them after this, and your journey to the new castle on your own.
Little did you know, but Chifuyu sent you the letter. He made a glorious castle for you to live out your days together. However, he cannot see you during the day to keep up illusions. He can only appear at night. Not only that, but you can never see him for who he truly is.
You come upon the castle and notice how beautiful it is. Its pastel colors with flowers adorning the windows with rose gold cupid statues accompanying the entryway. You could never imagine this was the place your husband lived in. You enter to see the beautiful crystal chandeliers and red carpet on the floor. The castle is huge with many rooms, but you are alone. 
There is no sign of anyone. So for the whole day, you are alone.
However, when you enter your bedroom and lie down for the night in the darkness, someone joins you on your bed.
“Hello, Y/N,” he says. “I’m sorry, but I can only join you at night.”
“Huh?” you utter. “Why?”
“Because…you can never see my appearance,” he tells you. You put two and two together and realize this must be your husband, the cursed beast. “It’s the only way we can be together.”
“I understand,” you say, and you feel him get closer to you. You turn to the side facing the wall, wanting to respect his wishes. His arms grab your waist, and he pulls you close to him. His chest is warm, and you do not sense or feel any horrid, beastly textures. You only feel warm, soft skin.
Several nights come to pass, and he, as he said, only visits you at night. You two talk the night away until you fall asleep in his arms. He makes you feel loved and safe. Things you never felt before.
“Please tell me your name,” you ask him one night. “I wish to know it.” He sighs against your shoulder.
“You can call me Fuyu, my love,” he tells you.
“Thank you, my Fuyu,” you say.
You really begin to fall for Fuyu despite never seeing his face. You do not even mind; you love him for who he is. He is sweet and kind to you. He is more than you could ever ask for.
Any time the thoughts of your Fuyu would cross your mind, your thighs would clench together, and your mind would swim with thoughts of him really showing you his love.
At sunset, you lie on your bed waiting for Fuyu to join you, and just like before, your thoughts begin to think of him. Your fingers trail down to your pussy. You’ve never really touched yourself before, but he makes you want to try all kinds of new things. You begin to touch a small bundle of nerves and feel how good it is. You start rubbing yourself, imagining Fuyu doing it instead. You moan at the feeling, and your thighs close around your hand. You clutch at the bedsheets under you with your free hand. You wish Fuyu would fuck you. Your body shakes and stutters from your touch, almost becoming too much to bear. Finally, you feel your stomach tighten like you are close to pure ecstasy. You close your eyes and throw your head back, wanting to get that ecstasy.
However, before you can reach your ecstasy, all the lights are off, and the curtains are drawn, enveloping the room in darkness with fabric draped over your eyes. He is here.
“Your orgasms belong to me, my angel,” he says. Then, you open your eyes to see nothing but darkness. Fuyu blindfolded you to keep you from seeing his appearance.
“F-Fuyu,” you stutter from shock. “I-I’m sorry.” You move your hand away from your cunt. Fuyu grabs your thighs and forces you to the edge of the bed, your legs dangling off.
“Just don’t let this happen again, Y/N,” he says. He kisses your inner thigh, dangerously close to your cunt. You gasp at the feeling of his feathery lips. “Who are you fantasizing about?”
“Y-You, Fuyu,” you reply. “It’s always about you.” You feel his smile against your skin.
“Is that right?” Fuyu asks. You nod your head obediently. “Well, let me make sure your fantasies come true.”
He kisses your clit, which makes you shiver. He grabs your legs and drapes them on his shoulders. He dips his tongue into your pussy tongue licking at your walls, making your back arch off the bed. With your eyes covered, your sense of touch is incredibly heightened. You feel his tongue thrust in and out of your pussy. You bring one of your hands up and thread your fingers through his hair. His hair is so soft and silky.
His tongue continues to fuck your pussy, with the familiar feeling of ecstasy coming towards you once again. Fuyu does not let up and continues his pace wanting you to release on his tongue. The knot in your abdomen begins to coil increasingly as Fuyu uses his tongue.
“Ah, Fuyu!” you shout. You feel his lips curl into a smile as he watches you become undone on his tongue. He is the only one who has made you feel this way. All for him. You feel the coil snap and gush around Fuyu’s tongue, coating it in your essence. You pant and lie back down on the bed, completely exhausted. Fuyu moves his mouth away from your pussy and sits between your thighs.
“You did so well for me, beautiful,” he compliments. “I never knew you were so responsive, but I’m glad I learned about it.”
“F-Fuyu,” you reach out to him, and he takes your hand. “Please, I want to see you.” He interlocks his fingers with yours but gives you the answer you dread.
“You can’t, Y/N,” he says. “You know that.” Even though his answer deeply saddens you, you want to keep him happy and agree to keep his wish. He then moves himself to lie beside you, and the two of you are lulled to sleep in each other’s arms.
Over the next few days, your life is still blissful and sweet with Fuyu. However, you miss your family and want them to know you are safe. You have not seen them in months, so you wanted to be in their presence again. You talked to Fuyu about seeing your family, and he agreed to allow you to see your sister.
Your sister could visit you during the day to ensure you are happy. Unfortunately, Fuyu did not want to meet her despite your protests. He did not trust your sister at all. Finally, she came to you on a blissful Friday afternoon, where you two had lunch. She expressed her relief that you were alive and her amazement at your new home. She kept bringing up her interest in who could live here with you. She said it had to be a god.
“You should find out who he is,” your sister pressured.
“I cannot,” you simply reply.
“What do you mean you cannot?” she asks.
“He does not allow me to see his face,” you explain.
“Well, then, all the more reason to find out,” she says. “You should do it while he sleeps, so he will never suspect anything.”
You gave her idea some thought but denied her. Fuyu trusted you, after all.
After lunch, your sister returned home to spread the news of your happiness. That night you could not stop thinking about her proposal. Seeing Fuyu for who he truly is. You hear his steady breathing, meaning he is sleeping soundly. Maybe this is a perfect time. You shimmy out of his grasp and get up. You cannot see his face in the darkness, so you find a candle on the nightstand and light it. You bring the lit candle closer to your lover and finally see his face. He has silky dark hair and strong, soft features. His bangs hang over his eyes, and he has one ear pierced. He is the most handsome man you have ever laid eyes on. The candle burns brightly as some wax drips off and hits Fuyu’s chest. He wakes up with a start, and his big green eyes look at you with shock and hurt.
“Y/N,” he whispers.
“Oh wow,” you say, and your breath blows the candle out. A gust of wind blows you backward and knocks you to the floor. The darkness envelops the room, and you cannot see a thing. You immediately return to the bed to find it empty and your lover gone.
You wait every night for him to return, but he never does. You threw away his trust. Your lover, your god, your Chifuyu. The sorrow consumed you for days on end. There were days were you called out for him, wanting him to return. You sat at the castle entrance the other days, hoping to see him. However, you wait in vain. From this waiting, you surmised that your lover was the god of falling in love, Chifuyu. You felt terrible because he trusted you, and you ripped that trust. You wish you could go back and change everything.
You begin to pray to his mother, the goddess of love and beauty, to help you win back her son. You were willing to do anything to get him back. However, you had no idea how much she despised you. Therefore, she will provide you with anything if you are ready to do anything. She descended upon you, much to your surprise.
You witnessed her in all her glory. Her beauty, her elegance all.
“You wish to be with my son?” she asks.
“Yes, goddess, more than anything,” you say. She chuckles at your seriousness.
“Fine then, mortal,” she begins. “If you do two tasks, I will bless you.” You bow deeply from her words.
“Thank you, mighty goddess,” you say. She chuckles at you once again.
“Your first task will take place in a desert,” the goddess tells you. Then, she gives out her hand for you to take, which you take. You have immediately whisked away to a vast desert with only tall mountains with scattered dead trees. The sand burning under your feet with the sun practically blinds your sight.
“Here, you will organize three seeds into three piles,” the goddess explains.
“Seeds?” you ask. She gestures for you to turn around, which you do, and see a giant hill of tiny seeds. It is an incredible feat.
“Yes, seeds,” she affirms. “Separate the wheat, poppy, and chia seeds into three piles.”
“Alright,” you say, determined.
“You have one hour,” she says, disappearing before you can say anything else. Her plan was perfect. There was no way you were going to succeed in this task. Therefore, you were never going to see Chifuyu ever again.
You want to see your Chifuyu again, so you waste no time starting your task, but after around 25 minutes, you realize there is no way to do this. This is impossible. You see small creatures come out from their hiding places to see you suffering with your task and begin to take pity on you. They take notice of your task and begin to help you with your task. The creatures each take apart the hill of seeds and create three new hills of separate seeds. You could not believe that the animals would help you with this task, but you are forever grateful to the creatures of the desert.
The goddess of beauty returns and sees the three hills that you have, and she cannot believe her eyes. The piles of seeds are perfect. She is infuriated. How could you have possibly done this?
No matter. She has a new idea for you.
Suddenly, you are transported to a massive waterfall with a small shine on the direct other side of the waterfall.
“For this task,” the goddess begins. “You will get the key on the other side of the waterfall.” Another impossible task. The water pressure will tear you to shreds if you try passing through, or, better yet, you will get swept up in the water. Either way, you are doomed to fail—the perfect way to rid the world of your mortal beauty. She disappears once again to leave you to your task.
You think of your Chifuyu and how much you miss him. Even if you were to die, it is worth it because there is some chance you will see him again. Seeing the man you love is the only thing that matters to you. 
You begin to walk toward the waterfall on the path that crosses under the raging waterfall. Unfortunately, the water entirely overruns the course ahead. There is no way you can obtain the key this way. However, you are not going to give up. As you traverse the rocky path, a bird sees you and takes pity on you. It sees what goal you have and wants to help you. The bird flies to the shiny key and grabs it into its talons. The bird then flies to you and drops the key on the path right before you.
You jump when you see the key. You are unsure if you jumped because of your surprise or excitement, but the key found you. You grab the key and think of how you are one step closer to your beloved again.
You call upon the goddess to share the news of your achievement. When she finds you, she is disgusted to see your delighted face. She wonders how you could not have possibly gotten the key.
“I have the key per your task,” you tell her. Her rage is seething.
“I have one task left for you,” she says simply.
“One more?” you ask.
“Oh, yes, just one,” she says. “All you have to do is go into the Underworld and get a box from the Queen of the Underworld.”
This will be the most challenging task of them all. Hardly any mortal comes out of the Underworld alive. The goddess knew that you would most likely not succeed with this task.
You waste no more time and begin your journey to the Underworld to regain your lover’s trust.
When the goddess returns to her place in the clouds, she runs into her son, Chifuyu. He seems ever so sad from what transpired.
“What troubles you?” the goddess asks her son.
“I…want to see her again,” Chifuyu replies. “I know she saw my face, but I do not care. I want to be with her despite everything.”
“Is that right?” his mother asks. “She betrayed you, and you still wish to be with her?”
“Yes, mother,” Chifuyu says. “I love her, and that is all I need.”
“Huh,” the goddess huffs.
“Where is she?” Chifuyu asks. “I must go to her.”
“She is indisposed,” the goddess replies.
“What?” Chifuyu utters.
“I sent her on an errand to prove her love to you,” the goddess explains to her son.
“You…what?” Chifuyu is not sure how to feel about this information.
“If I were you, I would hurry,” the goddess says. “You would not want her to meet a tragic end.”
As you come upon the entrance to the Underworld, you try to plan out your strategy for staying alive. You do not wish to die never seeing your lover’s face ever again. You say a small prayer before you head inside.
“Wait!” you hear a call from behind you. “Y/N, do not go in!” The voice. You turn to see your Chifuyu.
“Chifuyu!” you shout in delight. He takes you into his arms in a warm embrace when he reaches you. “I-I never thought I would see you again.” He kisses your neck, keeping you close.
“I could never leave you, Y/N,” he reassures.
“I-I am so sorry about everything,” you apologize, starting to well up with emotion. “I never meant to hurt you and your trust.”
“It is okay,” he shushes you. “I am not mad. I understand why you did what you did.” Then, you two let go to face one another.
“I love you so much, Chifuyu,” you tell him. He gives you a beautiful, warm smile.
“I love you too, Y/N,” he says. “Let us go home.” So you two leave the dark entrance and return to your castle in the field of flowers.
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aspocko · 1 year
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so we know all about jim's quest to avenge the death of their family. but tell me more about oluwande offering to be family for jim, too, only for him to get marooned and left to die. talk to me again about jim's quest to avenge the death of their family.
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punkpandapatrixk · 6 months
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If I were a man I wouldn’t treat me so carelessly.
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Because my self-worth is not dependent on a man’s dishonourable attention.
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For that alone, I could kill.
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If you ain’t a dumb man, you don’t want to treat a woman like me so carelessly.
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daughterofchaosstuff · 4 months
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"I will leave such an imprint on your heart that anyone you entertain after me, will have to know me in order to understand you."
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dreampearls · 4 months
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i literally cant think too much about scara & collei because otheriwse i start getting so mad and nauseous about how collei was treated in game and specifically in the archon quest
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fragmentedblade · 3 months
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Torn between "they're woobifying Aventurine too much to appeal to people who can't stand the idea of liking villainous characters" and "they're heathclif.fying Aventurine and that's catnip to me"
#If they do keep heathclif.fying him this is going to suck for me because I would have two Heathclif.f adjacent characters#and one would lean more towards the orphic and Jack side#while the other perhaps more towards the Odysseu.s/all for keeping alive/that other side of Jack/plays with words side#I adore both sides#And I think it's exceedingly interesting what they're doing with those thought experiments/game theory eidolons#What it brings to his characterisation and even the concept of deals/gambling#This game made Divination in the Luofu mainly a thing of analysing patterns and is making gambles so much a thing of game theory#And it fits so much with Aventurine over and over saying he's trustworthy because if you do have trust in the other person in some of those#thoughts experiments‚ then the outcome is often overall more convenient for both parties. It's super super interesting#The fact that it's or can be so closely related to logic is such an interesting choice and yet so fitting#and goes so well with again Penacony and ironically so well with Aventurine's whole deal. I'm so down for it#Anyway... I'm loving him. I only hope they don't make him so much of a sob story he ends up being only a wet dog so to speak#That they don't forget he can also be ruthless and all that. Because I do love that side of him too#And as I said before‚ he can do whatever he wants at this point‚ set on fire the IPC‚ Penacony or the Express for convenience#Or revenge#He has gained the right haha#I talk too much#I should probably delete this later
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waywardlyfe · 2 years
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I don't remember the rest.
Must've blacked it out.
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When I came to, I was in the woods holding this.
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My father's knife.
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