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ahedderick · 2 years
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Healthy Choice (?)
   Your mother’s voice (for better or for worse) lives inside your head forever. MY mother was a complex person and we had our ups and downs. She passed away nearly twenty years ago. One of her claims to fame was that she was a spectacular cook. And, as a fully Appalachian cook, she felt about the terms ‘lowfat’ and ‘reduced salt’ the way other people feel about getting shot or stabbed.
   This afternoon, after WAY too much damned busywork, I went to the grocery store. I was hustling through trying to get a dual list of items for my own family and items for my brother’s family for his upcoming visit. I picked up a can of Campbell’s cream of chicken soup, thinking happily about a chicken and rice casserole that my mother used to make. Then I noticed that the blasted thing was ‘salt free’. Instantly, as if she were standing right behind me, I heard my mother snarl “WHAT THE FUCK!”
   I very nearly dropped the soup, and had to lean over to contain my laughter. I didn’t think standing alone in the soup aisle laughing hysterically would be seemly. I will add salt to the casserole, Mom. It’ll be ok, I promise.
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redxriiot · 2 years
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This but it's just Kiri dedicating his way through the Sports fest for Tamaki. Just him being all, "I CAN'T LOSE! I'VE GOTTA WIN...FOR SENPAI!" while poor Tamaki can hear his screeching from the stands and yells back, "CUT THAT OUT. QUIT TALKING LIKE I'M DEAD!"
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littlestpersimmon · 6 months
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Guy with cataracts and scarred from an explosion has a fail toymaking shop in front of a rundown temple and he has a crush on a disfigured lowly priestess whom he suspects is a stealth trans guy because she always picks the boy option when they play board games (he’s right btw)
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He's from Kalantiaw, but his mom is diaspora, and I thought her to be half "Japanese" (coded) - still trying to figure out how japanese ethnicities come to play.
She was a sailor turned pirate. She didn't know the language spoken in Kalantiaw (more akin to Khmer), and she spoke a different language (more austronesian), and she named him Kahilingan, which means "wish". But in Kalantiaw, where she settled, his name means "curse" or "bad omen" 💀 it doesn't help that her life ended with the beginning of his. So.
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Kahi spends much of his life chasing the image of his mom and trying to.... live up to her- because sailing is the most esteemed occupation in their world. Only very very very very very few people have managed to work on "dragonships".
Basically, their world is physically broken (like living on an asteroid belt) and they sail to and fro each sundering / country on specialized stone ships called "dragonships" / "bakunawa"- and the ships themselves are semi-alive? They're like.. Stone ships laminated with the spirits of devas and dragons and other great beings who have all died because of (redacted).
Anyway, his mom, Maaya, was a renowned sailor- she tamed a dragonship that was imbued with an infamously wild dragon called Duksa- Dragonships are Sponsored, but those who sponsor the ships are almost never in command, and they also easily lose ownership to their hired captains- because the ships themselves are sentient, and they never obey anyone who they deem are incapable of commanding them. Only Maaya could control Duksa hehe. So she became known throughout all their world as this wild woman who loved fast boats and only accepted voyage commissions "if they are very fun". Anyways blah blah blah she fell in love w Kahi's other parent (who is nonbinary) and she got pregnet with him. And they eventually settled in Kalantiaw, in it's countryside near the subterranean capital (Kamharik).
Kahi always annoyed his other parent abt his mom because he too wanted to meet Duksa, but his parent kept warning him not to go near the ship because after Maaya died, it went even more mad with grief. Kahi more of an engineer than a captain like his mom, but his goal was simply to acquaintance with Duksa rather than actually captain her. But Duksa did not accept anyone, not even anyone who was part of Maaya's original crew.. Kahi went to an apprenticeship on shipbuilding-
he became somewhat popular for being clever with his hands, and all around Kalantiaw, everyone thought of him as reliable and very creative when it came to problem solving. So he went from normal ships to fixing dragonships.. ..
The Greatest dragonships are ones that are imbued with the spirits of actual ancient dragons and qilin, bc some are imbued with "lesser" dragons or false dragons, and some are with non-dragon albeit great spirits- like minor gods, wind spirits, phoenix,naga, etc etc..
Duksa was a true and great dragon, and Kahi knew that she was suffering from severe neglect, so all he wanted was to patch her up-
Everyone, every single one of Kahi's peers discouraged him, bc it is known that anyone who even approaches her is immediately kilIed by her; but Kahi, he is different. When he approaches Duksa, she was a shadow of herself, a ghost ship- She senses Maaya, and she even thought that Kahi was her at first- so she lets Kahi patch her big crabclaw sails, fixed her boilers and really tried to replicate how she used to look when Maaya lived.. and Duksa didn't know it wasn't her, because her eyes were covered in barnacles.. The "eyes" of a dragonship is its lodestar, and Kahi was purposefully saving it for last because he is frightened of what Duksa could do to him;;
But before that, Duksa spoke to him, joked like "ah beauty, what happened to you?! Your voice sounds like you swallowed a frog.. are you ill? Why did you abandon me?" Fhjsjs
"Why are your hands so gentle now? I want you to be rough!! Stop this at once! I am not old!"
But when Kahi started scraping finally at the lodestar, and he opened Duksa's eyes to the world once more, she cried in great anger because who tf was this intruder! And why did he carry Maaya's spirit with him !!!
Her entire deck creaked so hard the floorboards broke again, and she swayed her whole body so Kahi nearly fell from the lodestar;; he tried to reason with her, and it sort of mirrors how his mom tamed Duksa. She barrelled in head on and confidently, but Kahi was meek and gentle.
Eitherway.. an angry dragonship is like highly radioactive, its like being in a storm in a contained environment, and she started puffing steam- it's like microdosing being in fukushima; And she called Kahi a fool, he'll never measure up to Maaya, he will never be her- aaaah, but she didn't kiIl him. Maybe because she knew he was Maaya's boy. She warned him never to return, and tossed him into the open shallows. So, he was absolutely brokenhearted. He was 19.
~intense lonely lovestory between him and a closeted trans guy raised by mean transphobic priestesses in a cult the antithesis of a loving and wise lesbian death goddess occurs.~
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There she is.. her name is Viharana Magayarin
Names-
Maaya's name is spelled a certain way in kanji, I want it to mean "True"
Duksa's name is Tagalog, it means "grief"
Kahilingan's name is tagalog- and it means "wish". Inspired from.. in tagalog, "curse" is a contronym of sorts- "curse" and "promise" is the same word ("sumpa")
Kahi's trans boyfriend's name is Tala, and it means "star" 😌
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yandere-fetish · 1 month
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Yandere Ballerino X Female Reader
Part One
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Yandere Ballerino visits his regular gym and while lifting weights, he comes across a cute (H/C) woman; You. He can't take his eyes off you while you stretch your limbs out, getting ready for the intense workout you're about to put yourself through.
Yandere Ballerino is too focused on your assets to realize he's half-ass weight lifting. It gets so bad that his personal trainer, who comes back from another client, has to yell his name loud enough to catch his attention, which in turn catches your attention.
You two lock eyes before turning away.
Yandere Ballerino swears his heart bursts from his chest at your quick look. He dubs you as shy beauty now.
Yandere Ballerino can't help but blush red after your sudden expression when you notice his naked body. He automatically wants to see more of your facial expressions and experience different faces from you.
Yandere Ballerino gets mad when he's forced to focus on his strength training instead of the pretty thang that’s working the stair stepper at the moment. He continues to sneak peaks at you when his trainer wasn't paying attention— which was rare since the trainer was dedicated to his job.
You never notice the wandering eyes that stall on your figure, nor do you hear the forlorn sigh coming from his mouth at the sight of your ass bouncing up and down.
Oh, how he could only see the sight of you bouncing on his dick— wait.
What is he thinking? He shouldn't be sexualizing you! He shouldn't be paying attention to the way your breasts move when you jog on the treadmill or the way your waist looks so flexible when you're exercising on the balance ball.. but how can he stop when you're all ready so tempting on the elliptical?
He silently lamented over what other workouts you could make tantalizing.
Yandere Ballerino becomes a mess when he can't find you in the gym after so long. It gets to the point where he cancels his session with the personal trainer and asks the front desk about you.
Yandere Ballerino immediately whispers your name when the receptionist tells it to him after sliding a hundred dollar bill his way.
Yandere Ballerino walks away after getting what he needs from the receptionist. He grins and repeats your name as if it were his new mantra.
“(Y/N).. (Y/N). *smiles* It suits her.”
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It's been a whole week since he saw you.
Yandere Ballerino has been non stop distracted since he saw you for the first time. Wondering about you keeps him from getting his much needed sleep, focus on staying in shape, practice for the numerous positions and steps of the upcoming shows, and even having his nutrition off balance.
He was becoming obsessed with you and he's never even spoken a word to you.
Yandere Ballerino finally expresses his feelings to his teacher and mentor, desperately needing the advice.
“Teacher.. I don't know what to do! She plagues my mind with every second I'm not near her! I can't even pirouette without thinking about her!”
“Hmm.. and you're serious about this girl?”
“Yes! I only know her name, but she won't leave my head! What am I supposed to do? I can't sleep, I can't eat— I can't even practice right anymore!”
“Find her.”
“What?”
“Go out into the world and find her. Decan can hold your position for a few days— but nothing longer than a week! After that, if you can't find her, you must forget her.”
“Oh! Thank you, Teacher! I'll make sure I come back in new spirits!”
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Yandere Ballerino constantly searches for your presence everywhere. He went to the malls, the salons, the stores, and even the few parks littered around, but he still couldn't find you.
His spirits were low and the expression on his face said it all; he'd never see you again.
Yandere Ballerino was on his last leg when he walked into a coffee shop and instead of buying a drink, he ended up wearing one.
Just before he could freak out, Yandere Ballerino sees the face of his attacker and instantly melts. It's you! It's (Y/N)! The girl he's been looking for for five days straight! God has finally answered his prayers.
He silently thanks God for what he's gone through to have the two of you meet before hearing the feminine gasp and apologies from the cutie (you) in front of him.
“I am so so sorry, sir! I promise I didn't mean to…”
“It's all right… if you let me take you out for dinner?”
“Ah, um. *blushes deeply and avoids gaze* Me?”
“*smirks* Is there anybody else around who spilled their coffee on my very expensive shirt?”
“I— I'm sorry! I really didn't mean to! I should have been watching where I was going.”
“It's okay cutie.. as long as you agree to meet with me for dinner on.. let's say— Friday?”
“Okay.. *blushes* I'll guess I can go out with you on Friday since I messed up your shirt.”
“Great! Here's my number. I'll text you, (Y/N).”
After receiving your phone number, Yandere Ballerino began sweating bullets, hoping you wouldn't catch his slip up. It was too late now to regret it, so Yandere Ballerino just gives you a dashing smile and strolls right out of the coffee shop without a coffee.
You were too starstruck at his handsome appearance and his tall physique that you didn't catch your name falling from his lips without you speaking it first. You were too happy to finally have a date after so long that you were seeing stars instead of people. Your heart races and your palms are sweaty, but you try not to get ahead of yourself since it's only a date.
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valeskafics · 4 months
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"An Acceptable Arrangement" - Aemond Targaryen x Reader x Osferth
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a/n: so this is spawned from my desire to do crossover fics for the ewanverse, you can check out the one i did for our ww2 boys billy taylor and tom bennet HERE. if you enjoy osferth and aemond together, definitely check out @anjelicawrites polyverse series! 🩷
Summary: Aemond takes a fancy to you, his pretty little chambermaid, and follows you into the city only to learn that you keep the company of a man he never could have expected - his bastard cousin, Osferth, who is about to become a septon.
TW: profanity, innuendo, she/her pronouns, afab reader, class stratification typical of westerosi society, mentions of death, oral m receiving, fingering, p in v sex, horizontal eiffel tower? idk
Word Count: 3,000 words
Rating: 18+, MDNI
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon/Fire & Blood/The Last Kingdom characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.
Comments, likes, and reblogs are never required but are immensely appreciated 🩷
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Aemond doesn’t know what spirit possesses him when he decides to follow you into Flea Bottom as you leave the Keep. He wears a cloak, hiding his face from the world, keeping a safe distance from you so that you do not catch on to what he is up to. In truth, even if you do, he will just tell you it is all your fault. Your fault for being so irresistible to him, your fault that ever since you became his chambermaid, he has dreamed of taking you to his bed, though honor forbids it. You are the most exquisite creature he has ever seen, well-spoken, kind-hearted, and intelligent to boot. He finds that he enjoys conversation with you more than he does with members of his own family. While he adores Helaena, he fears he can only speak in riddles for so long, while Aegon rarely has anything of import to day.
Aemond admires the way your maid’s uniform clings to your backside as you weave your way through the city, greeting every familiar face you come across. He watches as you take a pouch from your apron pocket and hand a man selling fruit on the side of the road one copper in exchange for two apples. You place them in your pockets and thank him, a bright grin on your face as you continue on your merry way. Two apples? That is quite interesting, the prince thinks to himself as he continues to trail behind you, keeping his footsteps light and swift, doing his best not to lose himself to his adoration for you as you hum a sweet little tune.
You reach what appears to be an abandoned shop of some kind, perhaps an old smithy that is no longer in use. You glance around, as if to make sure you have not been followed, and Aemond ducks behind a wagon, remaining just out of your line of sight. He follows you a few moments later, watching as you rush into the arms of the last man he ever thought he would see you with.
The bastard son of his uncle Prince Daemon.
Osferth.
To his knowledge, Osferth is in training to become a septon, which is why it brings him no little amount of surprise when the young man pulls you into his arms, embracing you and pressing his lips to yours in a brief but passionate kiss, grinning as you hand him an apple. You gaze up at him in a way that Aemond was foolish enough to think you only looked at him. Aemond decides to step forth from the shadows, his boots clacking against the wooden floor, and he clears his throat, making you and his cousin jump apart, turning to face him. He watches with amusement as you fluster.
“Your Grace.”
“My lady.” Before you can correct him as you always do that he needn’t refer to you as such, Aemond continues, “What, may I ask, are you doing down here in the depths of Flea Bottom?”
“Visiting a friend,” you say, glancing back at Osferth.
Aemond, however, does not fail to notice the way your eyes light up as you gaze at the septon-in-training, nor does he miss the way his cousin’s cheeks flush ever so slightly when you look upon him, the smile on his face.
“You mean ‘visiting a lover’, don’t you, my lady?”
You give a nervous laugh and Aemond sees the way Osferth moves you behind him, as if he wishes to shield you from his mercurial cousin, knowing that he could lash out at any moment. But, Aemond notes, you have no fear of him. You side-step Osferth and move closer toward Aemond, your voice gentle as you give him an explanation, inaccurate though it may be.
“Osferth is a septon-in-training, Your Grace. We are not lovers. We have merely known each other since we were children, hence our familiarity.”
When you look to Osferth, as if pleading with him to concur with your statement, he nods, meeting his cousin’s gaze evenly, taking your hand in his and squeezing it gently in a show of support, “That is correct, cousin. We have been friends ever since my father brought me to the sept as a boy. The lady’s mother practically raised me as her own when my father was otherwise occupied.”
Aemond tilts his head, studying the two of you, the way Osferth’s thumb runs along the back of your hand as if to soothe you before remarking, “So it seems. And yet you gaze at her with such passion, cousin.”
Osferth pulls you closer to him, almost against his chest as he glares at the prince, “What are you talking about?”
“Osferth, stop,” you whisper, resting a hand on his chest to calm him before turning to Aemond, “Forgive me, Your Grace. Your cousin is very protective over me. He has been ever since we were children.”
Aemond hums in acknowledgement, watching the way Osferth’s nostrils flare with annoyance as the prince stares at you. The prince smirks, stepping forward, his competitive side piqued as he takes your free hand, bringing it to his lips, brushing them across your knuckles in a display of affection. You gasp softly, staring up at him, your lips parted ever so slightly. And he sees it again. That same affection, that same desire with which you look upon his cousin.
“If you are finished catching up with your ‘friend’, my lady, I would be more than happy to escort you back to the Red Keep.”
Osferth narrows his eyes, “I do not believe that to be necessary, Your Grace.”
You visibly wince at the way he spits out the honorifics, as if they are poison in his mouth. You whisper something to Osferth that Aemond cannot quite hear, though he is sure that you are scolding him, telling him that he cannot speak to a member of the royal family that way.
“And why not? It’s the truth. He seems to have ill intentions-”
Aemond cuts his cousin off with a snide, “You presume much for a bastard septon, cousin.”
Osferth grits his teeth, barely managing to hiss, “And you look at the lady in ways that only a savage like your uncle, my lord father does. Your intentions appear far from appropriate.”
“Osferth,” you murmur gently, trying to reason with your companion, “I am merely the prince’s chambermaid. He is able to court any noblewoman in the realm. He has no use of me. Do not fret.”
“Oh, my lady, I do not think that is an accurate statement.” The prince in question chuckles, taking another step toward you so that now, he is nearly flush against your front while Osferth is at your back, “I would argue that I have every use of you.”
Osferth scoffs, “Are you saying you wish to wed and carry forth your bloodline with a chambermaid? Do not fill her head with such folly. I know who you really are.”
“Osferth!” You chide, trying to calm him, “Perhaps you ought to return to the sept. I can handle this.”
“I will not have you being dishonored!” Osferth retorts, glaring angrily at Aemond.
Aemond watches as you pull Osferth away a small distance, the two of you speaking in quiet, hushed tones, praying that he will not be able to hear, “Osferth, he cannot know about us! You would be dismissed from the sept for breaking your vow. Sent to the Wall or worse! I would never be able to bear it!”
Osferth shoots a dirty look at his cousin before resting his palm against your cheek, “If need be, I will go to the Wall or to my death if it means your honor remains intact, my love.”
“How sweet. Truly.”
The two of you turn to face Aemond and he barely holds back a snicker at your quiet gasp when you realize that he has heard everything. You immediately begin pleading, those sweet eyes of yours gazing up at him, the golden hour glow seeping through the window making them shine like stars.
“Your Grace, I beg you, Osferth is a good man. He serves the Seven devoutly and passionately. Do not fault him this transgression.”
“And yet,” Aemond murmurs, moving to tilt your chin up toward him, admiring you for a moment before speaking again, “His heart belongs to someone other than the gods he serves.”
“It is my fault,” you insist, “I am the one who tempted him into sin. If someone is to be punished, it ought to be me-”
Osferth shakes his head, interjecting, “No. Cousin, do not listen to her. My choice to love her was mine and mine alone. There was no seduction on her part.” Osferth takes a deep breath, looking at you with a small smile, “The first time I saw her I knew I loved her and could never part from her. My feelings for her run deeper than my vow and I will live with whatever consequences that brings, so long as no harm comes to her.”
Aemond hums pensively, watching as Osferth puffs out his chest, hellbent on protecting you. He looks between the two of you, eye flitting back and forth before an idea comes to him. An ingenious idea, if he does say so himself. You clearly harbor feelings for both of them, him and his cousin. And both of them certainly have feelings for you. Aemond knows he has adored you since the moment you came into his service, your hair in disarray after tripping and falling, spilling the water for his bath all over yourself. You stole his heart that day, and truth be told, he does not want it back. And for that reason, he is willing to share yours with his kinsman.
“I offer a proposition to you both.”
You and Osferth exchange a look of confusion before you turn back to the Targaryen prince, “Yes, Your Grace?”
He looks at Osferth next, a knowing smile quirking at the corner of his lips, one that makes him look all the more roguishly handsome, “I would expect my cousin to know exactly what it is you are suggesting.”
Osferth raises a brow, “And what, might I ask, is it that you are suggesting, cousin? I must insist you elaborate.”
“That you and I share her.”
Your eyes widen as you look between the two men, an incredulous laugh escaping your lips as you question, “I… What exactly is it that is happening here?”
“You heard me, my lady.”
Osferth finally speaks again, a hard edge to his voice, “And what makes you think I would wish to share the lady?”
“You would prefer I take her to my bed alone and that you have nothing to do with her at all?”
The young septon in training scowls at his cousin, brow furrowed in annoyance, “I would prefer to keep her company and keep her safe as I already do. I love her. Can you say the same?”
“I can.”
It is now Osferth’s turn to widen his eyes in astonishment. He hears no dishonesty in Aemond’s voice, no trace of insincerity on his face, rather his lips are set in a grim line as he gives an unromantic but pragmatic confession of his true feelings toward you.
You decide to speak up, your voice sarcastic as you question, “Since I am the ‘her’ in question, might I give some input as to the situation?” Aemond bites back a laugh and gestures for you to go ahead while Osferth nods. You turn to the latter, “I have loved you since I was but a young girl. And you have loved me even longer. Correct?”
“That is true,” Osferth nods.
“And yet you also know of my affections for Prince Aemond. You were the only one I ever confided in about them. Is that not also correct?”
“It is indeed.”
It takes everything in Aemond not to grin like a fool at your confirmed reciprocation of his feelings, though he does break into a broad smile as you utter your acceptance, “If you two are capable of behaving like gentlemen, I am willing to share my heart with you both.”
Aemond immediately takes your hand and places an almost reverent kiss to your palm, “That sounds like an acceptable arrangement.”
“Perfectly acceptable,” Osferth agrees, kissing your temple, making you smile.
He gives you a gentle nudge toward Aemond, who cups your face in his hands, his lips finally meeting yours in a slow, sensual first kiss. His tongue licks at your lower lip and snakes its way into your mouth, exploring every part of it, loving the way you all but swoon at his touch. He affects you just as much as you affect him, it would seem, and he is quite proud of the fact. Osferth moves to kiss your neck, tugging at the string on your bodice, your maid’s uniform falling to the ground in a crumpled heap, leaving you in only your shift. You can feel Osferth pressing up against you from behind and turn to kiss him next, falling into it like it is second nature to you. Both kisses make your heart soar but in different ways. You love both in equal measure, and it would seem they feel the same. 
Osferth takes you by the hand and you take Aemond’s, the former leading you to a small room in the back of the abandoned shop, where there is only a bed. Aemond realizes this must be where you and Osferth have been rendezvousing all this time, the thought of you sneaking off into Flea Bottom for a liaison like this making him chuckle. You help Osferth strip off his septon’s robes before turning to help Aemond. He smiles at you, so very used to the sight of you helping him undress. 
Only this time, you will not leave. This time, he will get to have you, after all these years of yearning.
Aemond pulls your shift up over your head, his eye widening at the sight of your bare body. His hands trace along your form as he murmurs one word that you know the meaning to.
“Gevie.”
He thinks you are beautiful.
The two men lay you down between them, Osferth at your back and Aemond at your front, your childhood sweetheart teasing your cunt with his skilled fingers, making sure you are nice and wet for the two of them, while your prince mouths at your breasts, his saliva glistening on your pert nipples when he pulls away, the sight of which makes him blush like a madman. Osferth continues circling your sensitive pearl before pulling his fingers away with a grin, murmuring against your neck that he wants you to let Aemond fuck your cunt while you let him fuck your mouth. You nod eagerly, moving to kneel between Osferth’s thighs, pressing a soft kiss to the tip of his impressive length. You feel Aemond push inside you, his cock thinner than Osferth’s but longer, the feeling of which is just as pleasurable.
Aemond begins to rut his hips against yours, pressing soft kisses to your shoulder blade as you take Osferth into your mouth, your lips wrapped around his cock as you gaze into his beautiful blue eyes. Osferth’s hand moves to your hair as he urges you on.
“You look so beautiful like this, my sweet angel. Taking my cock, yes, you love me so much, don’t you?” He gives Aemond a wry grin, “She was meant for this, do you not think so cousin? How does that sweet cunt of hers feel?”
“It feels like I have ascended to the Seven Heavens themselves, cousin,” Aemond groans as you squeeze around him, walls fluttering, so warm and wet as he brushes against that spot deep inside you that has you moaning around Osferth’s cock.
Osferth throws his head back, lips parted in pleasure, eyes fluttering shut as you bring him closer and closer to his peak, your hands cupping his stones before you move your mouth off of his cock and onto them, stroking his length with your fingers while you worship his sensitive flesh with your mouth. And with every thrust Aemond pushes into you harder, deeper, making you moan against Osferth even more until he finally spills himself. You move so that his spend covers your tits, making him smirk. It’s always been one of his favorite places to finish.
He sits up, pulling you into a filthy, open-mouthed kiss, the lewd noises you make being almost obscene. Should anyone outside here, they might think they are walking past a pleasure house with how loudly the three of you are moaning as Aemond’s hips begin to stutter against yours. Osferth turns you around so that you are laying back against his chest as Aemond fucks into you, your arms wrapped around the prince as he leans in and kisses you with just as much love and devotion as Osferth did.
Aemond feels himself reaching his peak and moves to circle your sensitive nub with his fingers to bring you to your own, feeling you squeeze around him impossibly tight as you mewl his name, soaking his cock. He pulls out, spilling himself on your stomach with a low growl of your name. He lays down beside you, tucking you between him and Osferth, the latter of whom grabs a rag to wipe you off with while Aemond caresses your cheek and whispers how this has been the greatest moment of his life.
“Mine as well,” you whisper softly as he presses his lips to yours.
“And mine,” Osferth murmurs, smiling when you turn to kiss him.
The road ahead may be difficult, loving both a prince and a septon, but you would not choose any differently. Not when they care for you as they do.
It is indeed a most acceptable arrangement.
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whoistartaglia · 9 months
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you’re my best friend
and other ways genshin men tell you they love without directly saying it
alhaitham
“you’re always on my mind.”
bold words spoken from the scholar who seemingly has more books than friends and people close to him. he’ll tell you this in a rather exasperated tone—as if you being in his subconscious 24/7 is somehow your fault—but don’t disregard the message. there’s no one else in the world but you who can distract his brain from his books and studies.
kaveh
“you’re my best friend.”
it’s said so casually, as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. the realization was equally similar; it was a simple realization, made one night when the moon caught you just right. kaveh has many friends, a byproduct of his overly, well, friendly, nature. but you’re the the one he wants to spend time with the most, be with the most. his best friend.
wanderer
“i want to spend time with you.”
wanderer said this begrudgingly, as if you’ve forced him to spill a secret he wore to keep. for someone who both revels and abhors being alone, it came as a slight shock when he realized he actually likes and wants to spend time with you. you should consider yourself truly dear to him—there’s not many else, if anyone else, that falls into this category.
thoma
“you look beautiful. you are beautiful.”
thoma has told you that you look lovely several times over again, even when you feel you’re looking your worst. but it’s the second sentence, almost said like an afterthought, like thoma didn’t realize it was being said, gave you pause. thoma doesn’t just find your outside exterior beautiful, but your very person and soul.
ayato
“i would run away with you.”
thank the archons ayato said this to you in private. it would be a scandal if anyone else but you heard such a confession. ayato has more responsibilities than stars in the sky, and they all very dear to him, too. but he meant what he said: ayato would drop them in a heartbeat if that meant running and sneaking around the world with you.
kazuha
“i would settle down with you.”
in contrast to ayato, the free spirit kazuha would do the opposite for you. if you asked him, kazuha would put a pause, maybe indefinitely, on his adventures around the world to be with you. why should he continue to explore the world when you have become his world? the seven nations and beyond may offer beauty in forms of nature and landscape, but it all pales in comparison to you.
xiao
“stay safe.”
this is said with xiao’s arms folded over his chest, a slight scowl on his face. nothing about xiao’s outwards exterior screams gushing love, but you knew from those two very little words. the adeptus cares for you, maybe even more than for himself, and never wants to see you get hurt. should you reassure him you will be safe and careful, his eyes will soften—but not much, not totally until you come back home in one piece.
zhongli
“i would give up immortality for you.”
zhongli has lived a long, long time. the seasons change but only in cycles; the stars wink out and appear in routine. but you crashed into his life and you were something new, someone zhongli had never quite met before. zhongli knew very soon that he would give up watching the world on repeat for you, for life with you had become infinitely more interesting.
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The Prefect and The Draconia
A short overview of the Ramshackle prefect and their strange (but kind) horned fellow friend: as seen through the eyes of outsiders.
(A/N: #Malleyuu notes with an OC but feel free to project. We're all delulu here ╮⁠(⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠╭ )
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His Henchman is crazy.
Or at least, that's what Grim thinks when he's woken up at sunrise to Yue's bizarre ramblings. Something about the time being 1 AM, then fireflies at night, and a tall, horned figure – is what he takes from their babble amidst his own groans and pleas to return to sleep. He'd think them delirious from slumber, mumbling about another dream, if it weren't for the way Yue's eyes sparkled with genuine interest. Grim yields, in the end, for one of the many things he's learned about his reliable servant is that they can be awfully enthusiastic when it comes to this world's curiosities.
“He told me to call him whatever I want,” Yue continues, ruffling Grim's fur dry with a clean rag. Before he could insert magnificent ideas of his own, they beat him to it with a soft smile on their lips.
“I'm thinking of naming him Nyx: the personification of the night. What do you think?”
“What? Because he only shows up at night?” Like some wacky cryptid.
“Yup.”
He hears his henchman forgo the brush, letting it clatter loudly against the table.
“Hm... Nyx, huh...” Grim falls into thought, testing the name on his tongue like premium quality tuna. He doesn't even notice how Yue ties the striped ribbon around his neck. Triumphant, he turns to them with a grin.
“That's not half-bad, Henchman! It's cool and mysterious. Not as cool and mysterious as me, of course, but I'd say it's a close second!”
“Naturally. I wouldn't dare bestow a name mightier than the Great Grim's.”
Despite the stream of praise his henchman delivers (which he pleasantly basks in), Yue eventually derails, returning to speak of the horned man yet again. What Grim's superior brain gathers is this: One, this Nyx guy is super weird. Two, Yue's interest has been piqued like no other before.
He'll demand some omurice as payment for his counsel later on.
. . .
Malleus has made a friend.
The news was dropped onto Lilia's lap rather unceremoniously when one night, the Young Lord—having just returned from another evening excursion, went to sit with him in the Diasomnia lounge. This time, however, the quaintest of smiles adorned his face... It was an unusual sight but certainly not unwelcome. And much like any doting parent, his curiosity led him to ask.
Malleus had replied with a question of his own.
"Lilia, do you know of the Prefect that resides in Ramshackle Dorm?"
"Yue? Why yes, of course. I've spoken to them once or twice. They made quite a show during the Ceremony."
Yue— Lilia soon comes to learn— is completely unaware of Malleus's identity as a prince and a figure of authority, of power. As such, they bear no fear for him, even going so far as to bestow him a pet name, of all things.
(“Nyx? As in the night spirit? How fitting.")
Thus began the pattern of Lilia covering for Malleus's nighttime absence, not daring to ask nor scold when the prince would return in strange and stranger states.
When he would return to the dormitory partially caked with dirt and mud (a consequence of helping the prefect with their little garden of life.) Or when he would return with a box of homemade cake, a pretty stone from their walks, a drawing of him supposedly made by the prefect's beast, and with inquiries of the complexities of human nature.
Sometimes, Lilia can't help but feel a bit guilty, constantly boring witness to Silver and Sebek's searches into the night.
Yet that sliver of guilt fades, in the end, when Malleus smiles more often than before, when he approaches Lilia in the winter with the request of delivering a Holiday Card.
As he watches the magicless human rush into their abode, card in hand, ghosts and Grim awaiting their entrance...
he has never felt prouder and more grateful for fate.
. . .
From a distance, Vil watches.
He watches as the feared Briar Prince lets a small, feeble human talk his ear off, calm and unresisting, a hand on his chin as he ponders along Yue's barrage of words. He gives the prefect full reign of the conversation. He lets himself be taken away by their stories and details. He lets them speak, which they do.
Just after the horrors, highs, lows, and thrills of the VDC, the two chat as if nothing even happened. The onslaught of it all feels like a fever dream to Vil. First, the mental toll of overblotting, then their loss to RSA's nursery rhyme performance, and now the shocking reveal of Yue (innocent, bold, mundane little Yue) and Malleus Draconia's relationship.
He isn't even sure what to make of it. They're clearly friends, yet Vil can't bring himself to chalk it up to just that. His years and years of showbiz cinema has taught him the ins and outs of body language. He watches. He sees:
There's the smiles on both their faces; cheeks raised taut, dimples carved with genuine laughter. There's that glimmer in Yue's eyes and the odd tenderness of Malleus's own, both gazes locked onto one another with an undisturbed focus. There's the fact that Yue had given him an invitation to the VDC, or that Malleus had fixed the stage partially to show off to the magicless human, or that their hands are currently mere centimeters away from each other.
In the end, Vil averts his gaze, weariness crashing into him all at once and he feels a pair of hands grasp onto his shoulders, keeping him standing. Rook smiles, gentle, knowing, annoying. Vil resigns to his whims and lets his Huntsman guide him back to the Pomefiore Dorm, the chatter of Yue and Malleus and everyone else fading away.
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(i wrote this while sick before going to the movies and then finished it after watching a movie so forgive me if it's incoherent or whateer im laying down)
do you ever think about how Azure Lion groomed Sun Wukong from a young age into being this perfect people to act as the poster child for the Brotherhood, abandoned him at his worst, was confident he could manipulate him into working for him again and then tried to do the same with Xiaotian and Xiaojiao upon first meeting them? And that, by association, he almost groomed Macaque and you can see how his manipulation affected Macaque even into adulthood when he first met Xiaotian?
No?
Azure Lion groomed Sun Wukong, tried to groom Qi Xiaotian (and Long Xiaojiao) and heavily affected Macaque's world view on Sun Wukong.
EDITOR'S NOTE:: grooming in this case does not mean anything sexual between the characters, grooming is a common trope in media and it's commonly seen as a power imbalance and manipulation tactic (see: when a father grooms his son to take over the company by inflicting him with his own ideals)
Azure Lion has a tendency to display Sun Wukong on this high pedestal and sound very confident in how he describes him. The very first thing he says in his debut is this:
“I'm flattered, truly, but if it were not for Sun Wukong bringing us together, right? Without you, none of this would be possible. Your courage to stand up to the Celestial Host has inspired us to finally take a stand. To make a true difference in the world. And I could think of none other more suitable to lead us on our conquest than you, brother.”
notice how throughout this episode sequence Azure is spoken about like he's the leader and right in every word he says. The other adults at the table (Peng, DBK and Yellow Tusk) smile and turn to him as though he's in the right. They hang on to his every word. something interesting is the fact Macaque and Sun Wukong are talked down to like they're the younger pair of the brotherhood — Peng's insults to Macaque, the way DBK asks SWK to repeat what happened during Havoc in Heaven—
heck even the way they laugh at Sun Wukong when he's being silly is a clear indicator that they see him as... silly.
It isn't until Azure Lion speaks up that they turn to him and start seeing Sun Wukong into a new light.
Not only that but the way that Azure talks to Sun Wukong raises several red flags. He looks at all his brothers the same way (e.g when he's helping Peng during a flashback in Episode 8) but it raises so many red flags when he looks at Wukong like this.
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And Wukong hangs on to his every word.
Because Sun Wukong believes in what Azure Lion is saying to him. Everyone believes him in that moment. he sounds so confident in the way he says none of this would be possible without sun wukong. It's a way to manipulate him especially considering Sun Wukong was not the one to form the Brotherhood - Azure was. Azure decided to form this trio after seeing Sun Wukong for the first time according his own flashback:
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And guess what? It works. Sun Wukong was minding his own business up until that point, the only thing he'd done (if the timeline matches up correctly) was become immortal and return to Flower Fruit Mountain to train his monkey army. In JTTW at this point he would've turned into a giant version of himself, scaring the other spirit kings into joining alliances with him just from witnessing that—instead we get Azure Lion believing him to be the perfect idol for his plan to come into fruition.
Fun Fact: Macaque is the only one who looks at Sun Wukong like this during Azure Lion's little speech about him and being the rightful leader of the brotherhood.
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He seems more confused and shocked than the rest of them are. Mind you, he's known Sun Wukong longer than the rest of them have.
He hears Azure Lion, a veteran celestial warrior, praise his best friend and put him up on a pedestal and it confuses him. because his best friend is not like that. at least, he thinks so—but Azure sounds confident, right? he's speaking so confidently about this, so he must be right... right?
It will, eventually, lead to Macaque changing his view on Sun Wukong entirely. this is why we have shadowplay.
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"That's what I believed. What Azure would have you believe."
Azure Lion affected not only Sun Wukong but Macaque in his manipulation — the timeline does not show us where Macaque went after his fall out with Wukong but the theory that he ran into the Camel Ridge Trio before fighting Wukong again works considering that line.
(Not only that but Macaque also tries to do this with Xiaotian: he introduces himself in a easily approachable way and trains him, takes him under his wing, then stomps on him the moment he stops being useful to him. he uses him to get to Sun Wukong. Xiaotian reminds Macaque of Sun Wukong and he uses similar tactics that Azure Lion used to get to Xiaotian — and it isn't until the Samadhi Fire Ritual that he realizes what he's done by being reminded of his and Wukong's fallout. He, a bystander, was also affected and influenced by Azure's manipulation.)
Additionally, Sun Wukong defends Azure Lion. He justifies attacking Heaven during Havoc in Heaven, he justifies the brotherhood's plan to go to war against Heaven—none of these plans are Sun Wukong's ideas. They are Azure's influence. In the original book, the reason why Wukong attacks Heaven in the first place is because they refuse to grant him the respect he wishes and thus Heaven is angry at him for dubbing himself the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. They ask the Jade Emperor to take care of Sun Wukong and he does—which, y'know, ends up with Wukong imprisoned afterwards. But in Monkie Kid it's all because of Azure's influence on Wukong.
Because he groomed him into being a faithful right hand man. And he is so confident in that that he gives these grand speeches and pep talks and says every perfect little line to make Sun Wukong want to follow him to Hell and back.
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"When we triumph in this rebellion, the people will never live in fear. We're about to change everything. It's all because of you, brother!"
And, of course, he tries this on Xiaotian and Xiaojiao, too, when he first meets them.
When he presents himself to Xiaotian and Xiaojiao, he comes to their rescue. He already introduces himself as a savior and protagonist because he saves them from the scroll—even seemingly displaying himself as non-threatening because, while he laughs at them, he does so in a manner that's sincere and genuine. It's a goofy laugh. He's being goofy. He's playing to their good side.
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It's the way he talks to them and laughs, introduces himself with such flamboyance and loudness that he mirrors Sun Wukong himself. He is such a direct influence to Sun Wukong that it carries throughout the few scenes we see of him that resemble what Sun Wukong has done with Xiaotian: the astral projection, the goofy displays of excitement, the sarcastic tones when talking about Tang, the way he greats his brothers when they are freed as old friends and all cheery and genuine.
He allows himself to be called uncy lion and romanticizes the past of the brotherhood while not elaborating on the fact he lead Sun Wukong and his brothers to a war while still blaming the aftermath and defeat of their party on Sun Wukong.
"Ah, well. The Sun Wukong isn't exactly the easiest person to get along with. He has quite a habit of keeping people at arm's length. We were young, mistakes were made... and some mistakes can't be undone."
He speaks of him in a way to spark doubt between Xiaotian and Xiaojiao and it works in the way they react to what he says. They are disheartened and Xiaojiao even mentions, later, how Sun Wukong has had a habit of keeping things to himself. I wonder why that is.
" [...] If your friendship with Monkey King meant anything to you—" "It meant everything to me." [....] "We're brothers. Nothing could ever change that."
It's the way that Azure talks to them about Sun Wukong. It's the way he still thinks he is close enough to Sun Wukong to say that nothing will change their relationship. It's the way that he tries to plant these ideas into Xiaotian's head when they first meet, because he is the Monkie Kid.
That and the fact that later, when Sun Wukong is bursting through each and every memory, he reaches Xiaotian and goes to him and tries to comfort him and say they'll get to safety soon and they just have to deal with the scroll curse—it's the fact that the moment
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mentions Azure Lion
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all of that gets paused for a moment
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"Oh he says his name like that because he put him in the scroll, he shouldn't be here—" there is also the fact he's not fully blown surprised by this. he's also wary. he's hesitant. sure you can say he's surprised to hear they've met Azure Lion,
but then you get this
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this is hatred. this is anger. this is not what Sun Wukong feels towards Macaque during Season 3 — he lunged at Macaque for putting Xiaojiao in danger, for putting Xiaotian in danger, for ruining his plan, and he hesitates to attack him, to deliver that final blow, his fist is shaking and Tang's interuption easily causes him to lose focus and he drops Macaque. He lets go.
THIS? This is him protecting Xiaotian. this is him not wanting Xiaotian near Azure. Xiaotian looks at Azure with wide eyes and a gaping mouth because "oh Azure's here?" but Wukong knows better.
And you cannot tell me Sun Wukong was not heavily hurt by Azure Lion's actions without looking at the way that Sun Wukong puts himself between Azure and Xiaotian immediately, how Sun Wukong tries to be a better person by putting Xiaotian's safety first, always, even if it means he gets possessed or hurt or thrown around.
You cannot tell me Azure Lion wasn't a manipulator or abuser or a person who used Sun Wukong's admiration of him against him, to turn him into an obedient follower and devoted friend, when the very first thing he does when he sees Wukong step between him and Xiaotian is sigh.
Sighs like an older mentor looking at their pupil and going "didn't I teach you better than that?"
And then he imprisons Sun Wukong.
Because he is of no use to him at that moment.
And the fucking kicker: Xiaojiao modeled her new sword after Azure Lion, then is blatantly disgusted by this when she figures out how much of a bastard he is and openly says so. Xiaotian looks distraught and confused. Because Azure admits to being guilty of using them and manipulating them. He aims for sympathy with them.
He aims for sympathy with Xiaotian.
He twists the narrative again when he and Xiaotian are alone.
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He's manipulating him. He's using him.
He keeps painting Sun Wukong in this negative light. he keeps putting himself up as the sympathetic victim of it all.
"My former brother was sent to destroy us and all we had built."
and yet he still talks about Wukong as though he has a grasp on their relationship. he calls him brother. he has not abandoned that title. he still thinks of Sun Wukong as his brother and will continue to use him and his name in whatever way possible to get ahead.
Maybe it is not on purpose and Azure thinks he is being true and genuine with Xiaotian but it does not erase the fact he twists the narrative to paint Sun Wukong in a negative light in front of his successor. Because Sun Wukong and Xiaotian have a strong relationship, a bond so strong that Qi Xiaotian bursts with power and strength when he realizes Azure will not give him back to him. It's precision and control and Qi Xiaotian could wreck havoc among everyone for keeping his mentor away from him but he is so controlled and careful with his movements that he manages to not attack Azure, but throw him off balance to get him to release Azure.
All because Sun Wukong is important to him.
Because Sun Wukong was not going to treat his successor as though he were a weapon or a pawn in some major scheme like he was.
Azure Lion showers people with praise that they do not deserve nor want and does so in a way that makes the party feel either delighted to have aided with his success or horrified at the revelation. He does so when Sun Wukong brings the brotherhood together (which wouldn't have happened if Azure Lion hadn't seen Sun Wukong with his subjects that one day) and he does so when Qi Xiaotian for returning his brothers to him (which he didn't know he was doing, because Azure Lion told him he needed to defeat the curse without mentioning his friends would be released too, at least from what I can remember).
"His betrayal, his brutality. He took the only friends I had from me. I would have done anything in my power to bring them back. But it wasn't in my power, it was in yours. You saved my friends. You returned them to me. And for that, I am eternally grateful."
This is similar to what he says to Sun Wukong when he was thanking him for bringing the brotherhood together.
And then, what happens when all this manipulating and tricking does not work? When Qi Xiaotian teams up with Sun Wukong instead of siding with Azure Lion?
"After all Sun Wukong has put you through, how much he's let you down, you would still meet your fate trying to protect him?! (...) He doesn't deserve such loyalty, yet you insist on learning the hard way, just as I did! I should've never trusted the Monkey King! The False Sage, Equal to Nothing!"
He fucking insults Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong who rushes in to protect Xiaotian, who shoves Azure Lion out of the way, and checks on Qi Xiaotian when he glitches out and starst to lose control of his powers.
And when he's losing against Xiaotian? When he struggles to keep up with him?
"Look what he's done to you! Reduced you to a mindless, savage animal."
Again, Macaque's obsession over Sun Wukong makes sense now. His obsession is a result of Azure Lion's doing. His obsession is what Qi Xiaotian could have been had he not known Sun Wukong for who he really is: his mentor and friend.
What gets to me is what Xiaotian says to him when he's losing:
"That's what you were pretending to be, right? To be my friend? To care about me? When really, you were just using me to get what you wanted! To turn me against my own mentor! Well, put your hand in the monkey cage and expect to get bit, son! Come on! Come on! Come on, Uncy Lion! You're the big hero, right?! Then prove it! Show me!"
It's a perfect way of snapping back at Azure for all his manipulation.
And then Azure dies.
He learns he's being manipulated for someone else. He cries and smiles and dies.
What for?
He doesn't save anybody.
He doesn't suffer consequences of manipulating people. He doesn't do anything heroic and he doesn't even save the world by sacrificing himself because Nezha is the one who seals away the Jade Emperor's powers in the end.
He's a natural manipulator.
He's not a hero.
he's a loser
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mercury and why you're given your voice
TLDR: mercury in your natal chart is your mind and your voice, the very ability to speak the words and communicate the ideas. the sign it's in represents the purpose of your own voice, and the house represents the medium, through which your mind is spoken to the world. to gain more insight, look at the aspects, at you 3H and your 9H, as well as to the gemini-saggitarius axis in your chart🎐
~ what is your voice?
aries: your voice is straightforward, fiery and penetrating to the very essense of the thing you're talking about
taurus: your voice is comforting and soothing, bringing comfort and sense of stability to others
gemini: your voice is sharp, bright and even sparkly, if i may say so. it is like a ray of sunshine being reflected from all of the facets of the crystal, lighting up the minds of others
cancer: your voice is soft and muted, making sure that the message reaches only the ones that can truly appreciate it
leo: your voice is warm and cheerful, making the atmosphere of any room you walk in welcoming and lit up with your presence
virgo: your voice is sharp yet muted, dissecting the ideas with the precision of the scalpel
libra: your voice is harmonious and graceful, creating the atmosphere of harmony and concord
scorpio: your voice is deep and pervasive, uncovering every little thing that has been hidden
saggitarius: your voice is bright, loud and expansive, filling up the room with optimism and exploration spirit
capricorn: your voice is solid and robust, bringing up structured ideas and providing people with the sence of reliability
aquarius: your voice is like a lonely echo from up above, bringing up uncomfortable truths and ideas that cannot be brushed off and are in a deep need to be explored
pieces: your voice is a dreamy song of a magical creature, that sounds like a hallucination inside of people's heads
~ how does your voice speak to the world?
1H: your voice is spoken through your own self-expression, through embodying your true self
2H: your voice is spoken in a vocal way, whether it is a beautiful song or a magnificent speech
3H: your voice is spoken through your own ideas, your own words and speculations, no matter what form are they expressed in
4H: your voice is spoken through your presence by inviting people to see beyond your protective shield
5H: your voice is spoken through things you create, through every piece you've put your own soul into
6H: your voice is spoken through your actions, through the structure of your routine, through what you choose to vitalize and what to let sit dead
7H: your voice is heard through communication with others, through the ways you are directly relate to the world
8H: your voice is spoken directly from the depths of your being, raw and unfiltered, almost in a telepathic kind of way
9H: your voice is spoken from the tribunes, stages and places, where you stand in front and above millions of people, your voice is here to lead the humanity
10H: your voice is spoken through the projection of yourself you put into this world, through the ways you embody your perfectly curated highest version of self
11H: your voice is heard when you dream, when you are hopeful and excited about the future and the life itself. it is expressed through your highest vibrations of pure loving and ever-accepting nature.
12H: your voice is spoken in half-tones, through indirect and almost subliminal ways, getting straight into other's subconsious
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Livvy to Julian
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Dear Julian,
You can see ghosts but you cannot see me. Not when I come to sit by you while you sleep. Not when I am in the movements of the shadows across the lawn, or the twitch of a curtain. You cannot hear me, even though I am speaking to you because I have things I need to tell you. 
I want to tell you about Ty.
He was there. We were there.
You don’t know we were there.
Kit knows.
Let me start over.
You like surprises, Ty says. Ty doesn’t like surprises, but you do.
He is learning Portals, how to open them, how to close them. You need a warlock. But Ty is learning and he is getting better. He wanted to come to see you and Ragnor said he would help.
We wanted to come to see you.
Ty warned Emma, but he told her not to tell you, so it would be a surprise.
So we came through together.
A ghost travels through a Portal just like a Shadowhunter. I didn’t know that. Isn’t that funny?
Well, I thought it was funny.
The Portal opened in the kitchen.
The kitchen looks nice. I am only a spirit caught between the world and the void but I think you chose an excellent shade for the walls. You have always been so good with color.
Other than the color, which was a surprise but not a bad one, there was another surprise in the kitchen. Kit.
Kit was in the kitchen. Wearing that jacket he likes, with the fuzzy collar. The sun came through the window and lit him up.
Everything in Ty froze. Even I almost froze. I’ve seen Kit, of course. I visit him sometimes. Still because I wasn’t expecting him, it hit me how different he looks from the way he did when he lived at the Institute with us. He looks older, and taller. More muscular. He moves like a Shadowhunter now. Graceful.
He’s beautiful.
I heard Ty take a breath like he never has before. Like he was gasping for air, like he’d been sucker-punched and he was trying to breathe and trying to breathe and he couldn’t.
He whispered, “That’s not how you clean a gun.”
Sorry, I should have said before. Kit was cleaning a gun. Why would there be a gun at your house? Blackthorn Hall is like a rock. You turn it over and so many things are underneath. This time a gun was underneath.
Kit went whiter than any ghost I’ve ever seen. He dropped the gun onto the counter. And he didn’t speak. I wonder if he was wondering what I was wondering. I was wondering how Ty knew how to clean a gun. Enough to tell someone they were doing it wrong.
Maybe he just didn’t know what to say, so he said that.
After that they looked at each other.
Time is not fast or slow where I am. And yet it was long enough for me to feel like the whole world was disappearing, like there was nothing else in it except Kit and Ty looking at each other.
Kit said, “You shouldn’t be here.”
He has never spoken to me like that. With such a cold voice. He had put his hands in his pockets and his shoulders were thrust forward, like he was being aggressive, but I could see his hands in his pockets, all knotted up. I wonder if Ty saw it too. Kit’s fingers, digging and digging into themselves.
But Ty wasn’t looking at Kit. He was looking past him at the window. I could hear birds, and quiet English sounds, and Ty breathing. He said, “How long do you think it will take you to forgive me?”
Kit looked at me. He looked a little betrayed, as if somehow I had known he would be here, had planned this. But I didn’t. “I don’t know,” he said.
“But not now,” Ty said in the smallest voice.
“No,” Kit said. “Not now.”
There was no more reason to stay then.
Maybe there was a reason. Maybe it was Kit’s hands crushing in on themselves, till I thought the bones would break like hearts.
But Ty couldn’t see that. Ty was in pain. I put myself next to him, wrapped myself around him, held him while we went back through the Portal. I was sad. I wanted to see you very much, Jules. But Ty needed me to be there with him.
If you dream this, maybe you will know we were there in your house. I am sorry we didn’t stay.
Julian, I don’t know what to do. Ty misses Kit more than he thought he could miss someone. He misses him as much now as he did the day he left. He loves him the same. I think he always will and it scares me.
Kit is used to not needing people, but Ty needs people. He is afraid to need people but that is only because he needs them so much. He is not going to stop needing Kit. I don’t know if Kit will always need Ty. But Ty will always need him.
Irene says hello. I am teaching her to play dead.
I love you.
Livvy
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A list of underrated Christmas movies for everyone who is getting tired of watching the same things every year:
This year, I wanted to make a list of a few Christmas movies that I feel are a bit underrated and under-appreciated, because I’m tired of seeing the same things all the time. If anyone has any suggestions for their own lesser known holiday movies, please feel free to include them!
Arthur Christmas: An animated movie that should be a classic, but it was unfortunately lost to time because it had a horrible marketing campaign that made it look like complete shit. Well, I’m here to tell you that it’s not complete shit. It’s actually fucking amazing.
Arthur, the clumsy son of the current Santa Claus is known for being a lovable idiot who tends to ruin everything he touches, but when a little girl’s present is accidentally left behind one Christmas, Arthur, an elf named Bryony, and his grandfather (a previous Santa…so grandsanta) embark on a chaotic mission around the world to deliver the missing present. Every character in this movie is so fucking funny and empathetic at the same time. Arthur embodies the true meaning of Christmas in everything he does. Bryony is just…on another level entirely. Arthur’s brother Steve (a strategic genius who wants to use his new technology to ensure his place as the next Santa) is a perfect antagonist that the audience still feels sympathy for. They all just have such a fun dynamic, and it’s a crime that more people haven’t seen this.
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Spirited: A fairly new addition to the Christmas movie ranks, since it came out in 2022 (but it was on AppleTV+ so no one watched it). Spirited is a modern, musical version of A Christmas Carol like you’ve never seen before (starring Will Ferrell and Ryan Reynolds, who are an amazing combination in anything). If you’re tired of seeing endless retellings of Dickens' story, just watch this. It’s hilarious, heartfelt, and it brings a whole new perspective to the story in a way that I’m not going to spoil. And the songs go so hard it’s insane.
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Happiest Season: A rom-com in which a woman named Abby desperately wants to propose to her girlfriend Harper over the holidays during Harper’s family Christmas party…only to realize that Harper’s extremely rich and conservative family doesn’t know she’s gay. Fun rom-com shenanigans ensue. Did I mention Abby is played by Kristen Stewart, and Harper is played by Mackenzie Davis? Also Aubrey Plaza, Alison Brie, and that guy from Schitt’s Creek everyone loves are in it.
This could easily have been a completely different movie if the cast wasn't so funny and didn’t have such good chemistry. It starts out as a standard holiday rom-com, but I was tearing up by the end of this the first time I watched it. If you’ve ever felt like you’ve been hiding your true self from your family or if you’ve felt like you’ve never been good enough for them, I think you’ll see a lot to relate to in this. 
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Violent Night: Another new addition to the ever-expanding list of Christmas movies, this aptly named action thriller also came out in 2022, and I feel like no one has spoken about it since, which is a crime because IT WAS SO MUCH FUCKING FUN!
When a grizzled, down on the world Santa (played by David Harbour) gets stuck in a rich family’s house while it’s being overrun by mercenaries, he has to Die Hard his way out and save the hostages (or at least the ones who are worth saving) before it’s too late. This was such a fun surprise, because violent action thrillers are so hit and miss for me personally. David Harbour is great. It’s just under 2 hours of watching shitty people get their comeuppance in unique ways. I’m so offended that it only has a 6.7/10 on IMDB, because this is a great movie to watch with a group of friends and some age appropriate beverages. Yeah, it’s not a masterpiece, and maybe my standards are low, but I had a great time with this.
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Tokyo Godfathers: An anime Christmas classic directed by Satoshi Kon in which 3 homeless people (a former drag queen, a runaway teen, and a grumpy alcoholic) find a baby in a dumpster and try to reunite it with its family. This was the movie that tricked me into thinking Satoshi Kon’s other works would be just as comedic and wholesome as this one. It’s got humor. It’s got heart. It’s got twists and turns that will keep you guessing in the classic Satoshi Kon fashion. And the English dub is just as good as the sub, so you can’t go wrong either way.
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Neo Yokio- Pink Christmas: Speaking of anime…I’ve talked about this one before, but I have to mention it again because it’s a staple for me every year. Pink Christmas is the Christmas special for the…anime (and I use that word in the loosest way possible) Neo Yokio…aka the one starring (and possibly made by?) Jaden Smith.
For anyone who’s never heard of it, Neo Yokio is a series on Netflix that is the closest thing to a professionally made Abridged Series we’ll ever have. The “plot” of the series revolves around Kaz, a pink haired guy who fights demons and does increasingly absurd rich people things with his robot mecha butler named Charles. The Christmas special involves Charles telling Kaz a Christmas story about the city’s Secret Santa competition for all the ultra rich people.
Look, there’s no good way to describe this one, but trust me when I say you don’t have to watch Neo Yokio to understand it, since even people who do watch Neo Yokio don’t understand it. In fact, I think it will be even funnier if you don’t watch Neo Yokio at all before watching Pink Christmas (but I encourage everyone to watch the series too, just because it’s more of the same insanity.)
Every line in it is pure comedic gold, not because it’s truly funny, but because it’s absurd and ridiculous in a way only Jaden Smith can be. I quote it incessantly while eating a Toblerone every year. 
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Cabin Pressure at Christmas: Molokai: Okay, it’s not a movie or even a TV special, but I love Cabin Pressure so much that I had to include this too. Cabin Pressure is a comedy radio show (not a podcast, an actual radio show) that aired on BBC Radio 4 in the early 2000s about an airline crew for the world’s shittiest airplane. 
For anyone who watched season 2 of Good Omens, you might recognize the name John Finnemore as one of the writers. Well, Cabin Pressure is made by (and stars) the same person. The Christmas episode is one of my favorites of the series, and you 100% don’t need to listen to the entire series to enjoy it. It captures the humor and despair of being stuck with your co-workers on Christmas eve, but it keeps up the spirit regardless. This is another one I quote incessantly, and the whole show has become hardwired into my personality. PLEASE FIND A WAY TO LISTEN TO CABIN PRESSURE! I’m pretty sure the whole series is available on iTunes as an audiobook.
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As honorable mentions, I want to include Rise of the Guardians and Klaus, because even though they have a fair amount of popularity, I still feel like people could appreciate them more. And sure, Rise of the Guardians might be more of an Easter movie, but it still includes Santa as a character, and he’s amazing. 
That's all for now. Sorry these are all specifically Christmas themed, but if anyone has movie suggestions for other winter holidays, please throw them in!
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This is an ask about The Muppets. Take it as a free invitation to go on whatever Muppet-related tangent your heart so desires <3
im going to take this ask to talk about richard hunt :) he joined the jim henson company way back when it was henson associates, in 1969. he was 18, fresh out of high school, and already experienced in puppetry and performing.
hunt joined the muppet team in a very muppet-esque way, by calling sesame street from a phone booth and asking if henson associates was hiring. and, somehow, they happened to be auditioning people that same day. he worked the great santa claus switch in 1970, and aided in muppet appearances on programs like the ed sullivan show. on sesame street, he often aided in operation, frequently performing ernie’s right hand or the back end of mr snuffleupagus. one of his first main characters was sully, one half of the construction duo of biff and sully (biff was performed by jerry nelson, who richard hunt would often be paired with in performances). the story goes that richard hunt wanted to perform a frequent character, rather than assisting in the operation of other characters – and so he was assigned sully, who had no spoken or sung lines. hunt eventually took on multiple characters, like gladys the cow, don music, and forgetful jones, although following his death, many have been phased out or put in the background.
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his most recognizable characters come from the muppet show, where he would perform scooter (the excitable stagehand of the muppet show often found pestering kermit backstage,) janice (the lead guitarist of dr. teeth and the electric mayhem, typically paired with jerry nelson’s floyd pepper,) beaker, statler, wayne, and sweetums. when fraggle rock began, hunt was one of henson’s core team of performers, so he was often shooting sesame street – a fact that didn’t stop him from performing junior gorg, gunge, mudwell, and the wizard, among others.
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when jim henson died in 1990, he chose richard hunt to lead his memorial service. hunt had been with the muppets for 21 years at this point, and had become one of henson’s most trusted puppeteers and closest friends. he would often goof off backstage, entertaining guests to the studios with whatever puppet was closest to him. colleagues recall that he brought the energy to every set he was on, playing pranks on new hires, smoking joints with jerry nelson backstage, and inviting the cast and crew to gay bars with him after sesame street tapings. one of the most famous stories about him was his frustration with elmo, who he briefly performed before the furry red monster became a childhood icon. reportedly frustrated that he couldn’t figure out what to do with the character, he threw the puppet across the room, exclaiming to kevin clash (who caught the puppet) something along the lines of “someone else do it!”
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he passed in 1992 from complications caused by the AIDS virus. matt baume has described him as “one of the most famous gay men in the world who nobody recognized”. following his death, the muppet workshop created a panel for the aids quilt to memorialize him. hunt was integral to the success of the muppets, due both to his skills in performing and to the energy and spirit he brought to every production he was a part of.
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What Do You Need To Know Right Now?
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• Pile One •
Hi, Pile One. This will be your reading for messages about what you need to know right now. The first message here is about some type of celebration that is possible. However I feel like your anxieties, your fears your worries, might be getting in the way of this celebration. There’s something that you need to learn from this, or there’s something that you need to incorporate into your mental space related to a higher perspective. This celebration is your manifestations. You have been working with Spirit to create the life that you want. However, there seems to be quite a negative thought pattern that you have that is operating as a blockage to your manifestations coming into fruition in the physical world. You must remember that you are the queen of pentacles. You have so many opportunities and possibilities for the future based off of your actions and your decisions in the present moment. Your anxieties and your fears are getting in the way of you taking action and working with spirit and with your life. You need to get to the bottom of why you have these fears and anxieties. You also need to remember to rest in your feminine energy in relation to attracting physical possessions and stability. The way that you manifest is leading you to a very stable, materialistic, and practical life. However, there are some things that you need to learn about physics. About how energy changes the physical world. About how energy helps to manifest into the physical world. About the effect of energy on particles and atoms, because this knowledge will help you to feel a lot more rooted and stable in your ability to manifest. Meaning that your manifestations will come through much easier and with less doubt.
• Pile Two •
Hi, Pile Two! Welcome to your reading. This is about deceit that you have intuitively picked up on from someone in your support system or your social circle. This is someone who you all have developed a brand-new connection with and this person seems to be quite giving - especially giving in terms of materialism or money. They could go out of their way to spend money on you or other people in the social group. There is some people pleasing energy that I am picking up from this, but you can see the truth about this person because your intuition is very heightened. I have a feeling that everyone else in this group seems to really love this person and this is what this person wants. That’s why they are so people pleasing and ready to spend money on people who they barely know - because like I said, this person is a brand-new addition to the social circle and they are trying to be likeable to everyone here. But this person is not trustworthy and I feel like you are either the only person who has picked up on this or one of the very few. They are trying to go under the radar and assimilate into this group of people, but energetically they clearly stand out because they are not pure with their intentions. And if anything, I’m hearing that they want to feed off of the purity of those around them. So this is a situation in which they are trying to associate themselves with people who are known for being very kind, pure, and caring, with the hope that they can be seen in the same way. But not to worry, because the truth will be spoken about this person. This truth is going to be spoken by either a Libra, someone who is a known for being a peacemaker, someone who is considerably older, or someone who’s known to be much wiser and older beyond the years.
• Pile Three •
Hi, Pile Three. Welcome to your reading. You guys are in a very difficult time period mentally as well as emotionally. There are a lot of fears and anxieties about a masculine. Either a masculine fire sign - so an Aries, Leo, or Sagittarius - or a masculine who is just very egotistical, passionate, and I’m hearing dominating. This masculine fire energy is someone who you feel tethered to and tied to. This is someone who has very controlling energy and they control your mind to put it in a very negative headspace. This is the way that they make you more malleable in order to control you. You’re wanting to continue to work on your relationship, friendship, or connection with this fire sign, but this person is very egotistical. They have an ego that’s very strong and therefore they are very self-destructive because they don’t see the inner work that they need to do. They also fulfil their ego by controlling other people such as yourself, and instead of choosing to invest more time and energy into this situation with the intentions of manifesting something stable with this masculine, you should be investing time and energy into looking within yourself in order to get to know yourself and start learning about who you are. You need to build a connection with yourself because you don’t know yourself enough and this makes you vulnerable to people like this masculine sign who can mould you into the type of person who they want you to be. There is something that you need to look at within yourself. I feel like you have already done a lot of inner work and introspection, but it’s almost like you became stagnant with that when this masculine fire sign came into the picture. You will not get what you want in terms of a stable connection and the manifestations that you want with his fire sign. He is only interested in controlling you in order to mould you into who he wants you to be in order to have someone who he can use to feed his ego and do their bidding for them. They are controlling you to make you into the type of person to reinforce their ego instead of working on their ego themselves. They are trying to control you through sexual energy or just major dictatorship over how you think about yourself and your ability to find someone better. Your whole reading has been overcasted with the energy of The Tower card. And tower moments are moments of complete disaster due to a foundation not being built with an any type of stability. This connection with this masculine was not stable so therefore it had to crumble, but tower moments are opportunities to look through the rubble of the situation and rebuild something that’s actually stable for yourself. But you will not find stability with this masculine - not stability in a connection with him nor stability in yourself, because that is something that he will continue to knock down in order to benefit himself.
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UPDATED GHOSTSTORIES REFS + COMPREHENSIVE LORE MASTERPOST
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UM SO THESE ARE REALLY OVERDUE... but here are fresh 2024 refs of pazu and theo! if you're just interested in their surface information then there you go, but if you would like the really extensive lore on how the world of exorcists and ghosts work (this applies to #itsybitsyghost too) then check under the cut! :-)
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The Phenomenon of Lingering Spirits and the Role of Exorcists:
Human bodies do not last forever, but the material of their souls do. Death is merely the expiration date of a physical form, and should one’s role on the physical plane be fulfilled, their essence will be returned to the collective consciousness of the universe itself; a mysterious and incomprehensible force coined “the Divine Beyond” by those with the greatest understanding of it (which is to say, still not very much.) There, souls become energy, and that energy, though silent and intangible, is everywhere, maintaining the balance of life and death. And should the universe decide it is time to assign that energy another role, a soul will be born anew with fragments of past life essences.
But should one’s role on earth remain unfulfilled at the time of their passing, the universe will reject this incomplete soul from the Divine Beyond. These pseudo-beings have many names — apparitions, spirits, ghosts — but essentially, they are the result of unstable soul fragments without a vessel or means of passing on. As such, they remain in this world alongside humans, and without the memories retained in their physical bodies, are unable to remember who or what they are. They are invisible, intangible, and inaudible to most of the living. Most, but not all.
Exorcists are humans who, either through rigorous training or genetically gifted, are able to see, hear, and physically interact with ghosts. Though their numbers are very few and scattered throughout the world, they carry out their cosmic duty to hunt lost souls and remove them from the physical realm. The majority of these exorcists belong to one of three (though in recent years, that number has dropped to two) major clans, each with their own methods of dealing with the dead. Some adhere to the belief that ghosts are still human souls and should be exorcized with dignity and respect. Others believe they are monsters that must be dispatched efficiently, by any means possible. Some even see the potential to work alongside them to better understand the mystery of the Divine Beyond.
Regardless of their methods, an exorcist’s primary duty is the protection of humanity. Should too much energy remain lingering on either side of the boundary, universal laws that act as the threads of the physical plain will begin to unravel. Vigilance and prescience is imperative, lest the world as we know it reach a point of no return.
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Facts About Ghosts:
Generally speaking, ghosts are the lingering fragments of distressed souls, and tend to act impulsively and violently as a result. They rarely resemble people at all, often taking loose, shifting, monstrous forms of impure energy, ranging from the size of a golf ball to the size of an average human. Since they are largely unintelligent and act on pure instinct, it is very uncommon for a ghost to be able to utilize or understand any spoken language. A ghost displaying any of these uncommon traits should be considered a major threat and eliminated immediately.
A ghost’s primary instinct is to attain more power, and the only way to do that is to absorb spectral energy – that is to say, they cannibalize each other to grow stronger. Because of this phenomenon, fresher, smaller spirits tend not to last long before being consumed by a stronger nearby ghost. Increased power often leads to increased size, intelligence, and motor skills. At a certain level of awareness, ghosts are able to consciously reallocate their power to differing areas of their form; this can manifest as sacrificing their intelligence for enhanced size, or vice versa. Ghosts at this power level can also choose how to adjust their outward appearance to their liking, though this is often seen as a sign of arrogance as it has little tactical value.
Exorcists have developed a classing system to determine a ghost’s danger level, consisting of: Wisp, Apparition, Wraith, Nightmare, and Demon. A ghost’s class is determined based on the amount of souls they’ve consumed, which can be inferred via the traits of their form and level of aggression.
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Even a seasoned exorcist would pray to never face a Nightmare Class ghost; this makes Demon Class ghosts a once-in-a-century cataclysmic event. Demon ghosts are assigned special names that reflect the severity of their class: Pazuzu (Pazu) and Lamashtu (Lam) are examples of this.
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Facts About Pazu:
Like all ghosts, Pazu does not know how he died or what his life was like. Any time it comes up, he changes his answer and gives a completely fictitious (and often over-the-top) story.
Several centuries ago, Pazu inevitably attracted the attention of exorcists and ultimately ended up defeated (though not without claiming several of the lives of his pursuers). Because even the most prominent clan couldn’t manage to subdue him long enough to exorcise him fully, he was instead sealed within a shrine and left in isolation until his energy spent itself to nothingness. The seal on the shrine could only be tampered with by the blood of those who sealed it, and even Pazu can’t believe his unprecedented good fortune in being released.
Despite his exaggerated claims of love and friendship, Pazu loathes Theo. Through no fault of his own, of course – after all, Theo is too inept of an exorcist to pose any threat, and even so kindly broke Pazu’s seal – but him being a descendant of the clan that caused Pazu so much trouble is the only excuse he needs to torment him for as long as he lives. That, and he also looks horribly similar to someone Pazu has a grudge with.
Pazu is an incredibly powerful ghost - possibly the most powerful ghost in centuries of history. The form he presents himself with, massive though it may be, is a shrunken avatar he uses to subvert expectations and stay better hidden. In the time he’s been released from his seal, Pazu has never assumed his true form in full.
Pazu is able to shapeshift to anything within his size threshold (which is, frankly, extremely vast) but refuses to limit his size to anything less than “huge.” The only exception is if he is actively possessing someone.
Speaking of ghostly abilities, Pazu is able to possess one person with full autonomy or multiple people simultaneously with limited autonomy, interact with physical objects (though even for a powerful ghost, this requires a good deal of energy), alter the memories and perceptions of a human mind, and, of course, interact effortlessly with Theo or any other exorcist.
Pazu is very secretive about his motives. He certainly possesses enough power currently to inflict serious damage onto the mortal world, yet he still chooses to keep a (relatively) low profile and consciously avoids causing too much chaos. The most information he’s ever given about the subject is that he is “biding his time,” but for what, it is unclear.
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Facts About Theo:
Although his decision to abandon his exorcist-related duties and move abroad certainly upset his family, they are still on good terms and care about each other’s well-being deeply.
Theo has not and will not contact his family about Pazu’s release for several reasons. Firstly, he’s mortified about being the one to accidentally unleash a monster that several of his relatives died just to contain, but there’s also the threat of harm ensured by Pazu should he reach out to them in an attempt to exorcise him.
Theo is an office worker for a rather generic sales company. He’s good at his job and plenty friendly, but his somewhat scary face and inexplicable ghost-related mannerisms tend to cause his coworkers to steer clear of him.
His only close friend is his cheery coworker, Gabriel. He knows about Pazu, but Theo frequently lies about Pazu’s demeanor and tells him that he’s a friendly ghost. Gabe is the only person in Theo’s life who has witnessed Pazu’s actions and didn’t have their memory altered. Furthermore, it appears that Pazu absolutely despises Gabe. Theo has no idea why.
He originally only sought out Pazu’s sealing place out of curiosity upon hearing a nearby shrine existed in his family’s name. Having forgotten a good deal of exorcism training from his youth and in being deceived by Pazu, he ended up accidentally nullifying the seal.
Theo has three older sisters. He loves them, but does not particularly miss the childhood regularity of being pushed around by them.
He enjoys collecting antiques, tending to his houseplants, and visiting coffee shops. Minus all the ghost business, he’s a very normal guy.
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Facts About Exorcist Clans:
The term "exorcist" refers to anyone with the ability to see, hear, and physically interact with ghosts; whether or not they actually choose to exorcise spirits is not a factor in that title. There are very few exorcists in the world, as these spectral abilities are can only be attained by biological inheritance or rigorous training. Exorcists' abilities are attached to their souls -- more specifically, the shards of souls from past lives that cycle between the material plane and the Divine Beyond. It is a near certain guarantee that a child born into an exorcist lineage will possess an aptitude for exorcism, though there have been rare cases of both a child in an exorcist family being born without abilities, or a child from a family with no ties to exorcism receiving these gifts inexplicably. Although it is possible to awaken some spectral abilities in a soul without these shards, it is no easy feat, and regardless of the effort put in, manufactured exorcists can not compare to natural exorcists in terms of spectral senses or arcane abilities.
For many centuries, there have been three dominant exorcist clans. Clans can be organized based on family ties, common interests, or even have a school-like structure; regardless of the criteria for belonging to a clan, each one embodies its own belief systems and trademarked techniques.
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(Please note this section is a W.I.P. More detailed profiles on each of the three main clans will be added in time.)
The existence of three clans played a key role in governing smaller exorcist organizations, freelance exorcists, and even each other in a harmonious balance. However, with the mysterious disappearance of the third clan, tensions between the remaining two have run high, and reports of rogue exorcists are increasing.
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hello good sir, might I request a ghost x reader fic where ghost and reader are married but the reader is soaps brother and after years of the reader talking about his husband soap is only just finding out its ghost, I like the whole idea reader and soap being related as I'm also scottish and I think it would be funny
Simon “Ghost” Riley x male reader
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I have no idea how to write accents so there will be none of that, but it’s there in spirit.
-          There’s a large chance you have to be military as well to have met Ghost in the first place, maybe you even went into training together or were placed on the same team when you both first started out.
-          That would probably lead to you being there when everything with Roba happened, giving you your own scars and issues to deal with in the trauma section. But you and Simon lean on each other and survive.
-          I could imagine you two just get married on impulse, both having fallen in love a while ago and after returning after Roba, you both just go down and get married at the court house, not wanting to lose the chance of being together forever.
-          Neither of you ever really thought you’d get married, but you love each other too much to ever want to lose the other and being married helps settle some kind of fear you both have to being abandoned.
-          Neither of you wear rings as they are easy to lose or get stolen, so you both get a ring tattooed around your ring finger, or get some other matching tattoo to show your union.
 -          After everything you decide to settle down somewhere in England where you and Simon have a house together, somewhere that’s close enough that you can visit your family in Scotland but be close to base if need be.
-          Simon keeps going further in the military whilst you stay in England and become an expert in your areas, only going out on a normal number of outings as Ghost goes out on a large amount of them to further his career.
-          He still makes time to stay with you though, not wanting you to feel neglected or forgotten.
-          Its because of all his work that your family never actually meet Simon, but they see a few pictures you have around the house of the two of you, Ghost unmasked. And seeing as you refer to him as Simon and not as Ghost there’s no suspecting they’re the same person.
-          Soap is most likely inspired by your own time in the military to join himself, as he wants to take down people like Roba or just to make the world a better place.
-          No one knows fully what happened with Roba as its not something you talk about, but your entire family knows of the scars and the trauma you returned with, so they made their own conclusions.
 -          You’ve shown Ghost pictures of your family before, so he recognizes Soap immediately when they need, but Simon being Simon doesn’t say anything. He almost finds it entertaining and wants to see how long it takes for Soap to realize.
-          As their friendship blooms they learn stuff about each other, though Ghost already knows most of it about Soap since you’ve told him about your brother over the years. That’s when Soap learns that Ghost is married, and he immediately asks who the lucky person is and if Ghost has pictures.
-          Ghost immediately shoots it down, rolling his eyes at Soaps whining as he continues on with the mission, though he does chuckle a little to himself knowing the truth.
-          Ghost also lies about not understanding Scottish, as you’ve spoken it around him long before you got married so he has picked up on most of it, but he finds it funny to poke jokes at Soap, so he keeps it up.
-          During the entire thing that happened in the game you have no contact with your husband or your brother, which makes you extremely anxious and nervous, to the point where you get physically ill and have to take a few days off.
-          You’ve become a captain of your own team of experts who worry about you since you aren’t in the best state, so they take over most of your work for you.
 -          When 141 returns to England they’re sent to stay at the base you run since you have space and the resources for it. When you hear that they’re coming you immediately return to base to welcome them, and to lessen your own fears.
-          When they arrive you go to greet Price since he’s the captain, but when that’s over Soap throws himself at you and laughs as you catch him, worrying over him since he got hurt during the whole ordeal.
-          That’s when he introduces you as his brother, saying you’ve been in the military game for years, and that your husband was military too. That’s when Soap makes a comment about how he’s never actually met the guy, since he’s always out on missions.
-          That’s when Ghost steps closer to you, and as Soap makes a comment about how he hopes the guy at least makes enough money to pamper you with all the work he does, Ghost says that he sure hopes so, pulls up his mask, and kisses you.
-          The 141 all buffer for a moment trying to comprehend what they just saw, and its Soap who comes out of his first and immediately yells that you two were married the whole time?? And Ghost didn’t say anything.
-          That makes Simon and you start laughing. Your excuse is you didn’t know they were teamed up together, and Simon just says he wanted to see how long it took for them to figure it out. Price and Gaz will just laugh, whilst Soap complains that it isn’t fair.
 -          Its later that Soap realizes he’s seen Ghosts face before in the pictures you have in your home, and he immediately jumps to his feet and announces so. He and Ghost stay good buddies through all of this, though Soap does feel a little betrayed about the secret.
-          After everything that’s happened with this mission Ghost and Soap both cut down on missions a bit, having almost lost their lives and wanting to spend more time with the people who matter.
-          This means you finally get to bring Simon to meet your family, who all are extremely excited to meet your hunk of a husband. Soap of course refers to him as L.T the entire time.
-          Soap will definitely use that he’s your brother and Ghosts brother in law during missions or sparring, saying that Ghost wouldn’t dare hurt his brother in laws feelings, right? As Ghost is about to throw him across the sparring mat.
-          Soap would also call you when Ghost is working him to the bone, whining about your demon of a husband and asking how you can put up with him on a day to day basis. At that you just laugh and say your even worse with your rookies, so you don’t know why Soap is complaining.
-          Just imagine a lot of family fluff, like you and Ghost being domestic and cooking dinner together, or cuddling on the couch, or helping Ghost learn to enjoy Christmas again after all these years.
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Hot Take: Swan Lake (But make it Yancore)
Act 1 Scene 1
But has anyone ever thought about the misery that lies concealed beneath the waves of Swan Lake? A love that's molded over tenfold, yet still continues to rot?
Has anyone ever thought about how in love Baron von Rothbart must have been? How desperate he was to gain Odette's adoration that he sentenced her to his own prison? None shall have her, should he be unable to possess her. It's a promise he makes in a kiss of smoke and stardust. 
Rothbart is a creature sewn of flames and feathers. Carved from abomination and power. Strong and weak all in the same breath. Yet ultimately a prisoner too, just like his dear Odette. Rothbart's bones are his glided cage, his own powers his jailer. He knows banishment and imprisonment as if they were his architects. He recognizes isolation like the kiss of a lost lover. He's lord of the swans, the owls, the crows, the birds, he's the lord of everything except Odette's heart. 
So he curses her. Not out of malice, never malice, but out of love, devotion. Maybe, just maybe if she could bear his burden. she too would come to understand. He curses her with his likeness. Curses her with a lore and a crown and everything he has always had. He turns her into something only he could love. 
And at the end of the day, it works too...
Act 1 Scene 2
Poor Odette, poor sweet Odette. Everyone knows of her tragedy, her curse, her death. Yet has anyone ever seen the sorrow that resides within her brittle bones? 
Half swan, Half human. Yet never belonging to either world.
No one's ever thought of how she's felt throughout these years. The way the feathers stick out of her flesh even when she's human again. The way her voice imitates the call of a swan, every second syllable emphasized.
Even the full moon can not fully return that which Rothbart stole. 
Oh, Rothbart. Even his name sends waves of hate throughout her body. 
There's resentment in her bones. Hate too deep and passionate for words
What is this called again? Obsession, abhorrence, loathing?
Yet even with this spirited hate, all she can do is wait, wither away until imposible love finds her. 
But when Siegfried finds her that's when the world really starts to fall apart. Because he's a prince, cold yet lovable. Soft like dandelions and as precious as the lilypads that infest the pond. 
He's everything she's ever wanted.
And yet...
There's this leap in logic whenever he's concerned. He can't understand the pain she's been through. He'll never truly comprehend the weight of the curse. How suffocating its invisible shackles are, how deteriorated her mind has become. 
Siegfried is a prince in every definition of the word... 
But Siegfried can't understand the horrors she bears in her heart. The nightmares that never seize and the burden of living between worlds.
So maybe, just maybe that's why she throws herself into Rothbart's arms one dreadful night. Because for all his countless flaws Rothbart can -at the very least- comprehend her anguish. Who better to understand the burden of a curse than its caster? Then the one born with the same spell in his veins. 
The curse is straightforward "a spell broken only once you are loved by someone who has never loved before." 
Has Rothbart ever truly loved someone? Should she try to gain his love? maybe she's had it this whole time...Maybe she's also loved him this whole time...
Or maybe she's grown addicted to the sting of his teeth along her jugular and his bruising grip on her hips when they pirouette. Maybe there's a form of deification in the burn marks his feathers leave across her skin. A silent "I Love You" too fragile to be spoken. 
There's something wrong with his kisses - they burn like a thousand hells and leave an aftertaste akin to poison- there's something wrong with the way her name falls from his lips. 
There's something wrong with him...
So why is she starting to want him?
Maybe it's the trauma he's spilled into her lungs. Or how easily he makes the nightmares go away. Maybe it's the palliative sensation as he caresses all her flaws, kissing them as if they were holy. Maybe it's because whether swan or human she knows he'll love her. He'll understand. 
How she wishes sweet Siegfried could do the same...
Act 2 scene 1 
Odile chokes on night air and stardust. Bursting at the seams to be seen. She can't remember a time when she's been anything but darkness. Anything but a second thought. 
She was born with feathers and a body meant to endure. Her mother, the dark arts. Her father, the lord of all who fly. She is more creature than human. A testament to the dark. 
So what if she grew up spoiled? With every luxury thrown at her feet. It all means very little when you've never known the touch of another soul. When isolation has been your sole companion from the moment you emerged from your egg. 
There's darkness within her that her father nourishes. Yet not even he can provide her with mitigation, camaraderie, happiness. 
So maybe, just maybe that's why when she sees the prince for the first time. The world illuminates. She's sent to seduce him. To claim another victory for her father. But she positively melts when she feels his warm hands on her skin. The smile aimed at her is brighter than every ray of the sun.
If it's merely a deceit, then why does her heart pound like a caged bird among her ribs? Why does her blood flow to her cheeks upon seeing his smile? Why oh why does she feel this way, this need? To make him hers.
The black swan falls for the prince even if it's only meant to be a ploy, a ruse, another cruel game orchestrated by the wicked baron. How painful it must be to love for the first time and know it can only end in woe. How painful it must be to rot in endless heartache. 
How she wishes to kiss him, just once. As he holds her hand and dances with her in front of a royal crowd. His eyes shine with an adoration she's never seen before. Is this love? Is this what she's been robbed of her whole life?
How she dies a thousand deaths when Siegfried utters Odette's name. 
What she wouldn't sacrifice to hear him call her name instead...
Act 2 Scene 2
Imagine the black swan and the white swan actually get a chance to meet away from preying eyes and endless expectations. Imagine they understand each other's pain like two dying stars. 
There's a lake in a forest where dreams go to die. A sparkling oasis where curses run ramped. In the glow of a lonely moon, Odette sits by the lake. Watching her fellow prisoners dance the night away. 
Her heartache is unbearable tonight, she'll deem it a miracle should she see sunrise. Odile collapses next to her, bathing in her loneliness. A shade of grey encompasses the two of them, 
They're too tired to hate. Too tired to fight. For tonight they are both just lost souls looking for the light.  
Imagine the white swan and the black swan actually understand each other. 
One cursed to be a swan. The other born into its likeness. 
"I want to die," Odette mutters her tone is all burdon and pain. 
"Death would be too easy, dear princess. We were both made to suffer" Odile replies, stating the only fact she's still sure of. 
Odette stands, a queen with no crown. Her eyes staring at her flock of swans. She outstretches her hand and beckons Odile for a dance. Just two birds trapped within the same aviary.
Odile's hand fits perfectly in Odette's. Fingers entwined as if slipping into each other's souls. Two juxtapositions, dancing as if they were one. Each step mirroring the other. 
Every jete, every arabesque, every graceful move, further entwines their fate. Guiding them to an answer, a clarification neither knew existed. 
The younger swans gather around them. Embracing them. Odette and Odile were created for this world. Both doomed by Rothbart and revered by Siegfried. Stronger together.
Two birds of a feather, who must die together... 
Final Act
Imagine the black swan and the white swan decide to die together. Standing at the edge of the lake. Hands crossed, holding each other. Legs moving in a thousand tiny Bourrees. Siegfried and Rothbart cry out, trying to reach them. It's futile, the two swans have made their choice. The waves below beckon. 
Odette and Odile, know that together no one will ever hurt them again. 
Imagine sacrificing love in its entirety to ensure the safety of the other swans, of each other. Imagine accepting the curse, believing that one must embrace it to be able to live a prosperous life. The two swans fall together, a double suicide, an act of devotion. 
Maybe just maybe the world will finally learn how devoted and mercurial a maiden's heart truly is. 
Before the Prince and Baron can shed their tears, a creature emerges from the lake. A single swan made up of halves. A testament to both princesses. A queen in its entirety. Two wings of black and white hang from her shoulder blades. A crown of white and black adorned her head. There is no longer an Odette, a cursed girl awaiting love. There is no longer an Odile a baroness of evil. There is only the swan queen. 
And she will make the world bow. 
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