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capricorn risings are often very charismatic & don't feel shame or embarass easily. they often have no problem revealing their body and dressing in scantily clad clothing. this may seem counter intuitive with the cold, secretive saturn being their ruler – but saturn is ultimately about putting down the ego. there is a certain humility in charisma, & it takes humility to be able to put yourself out there for others to see you and potentially judge you.
the signs tend to take on the characteristics of a planet outwardly (whereas saturn naks may be more conservative, internalizing the traits of saturn)
natives with capricorn rising have a saturnian influence to their physical, outer appearance — defined bone structure and musculature, as saturn rules muscle in the body. i've noticed this rising often has a lighter/fair complexion in regards to genetic background. capricorn is a female earth sign, so the appearance does take on quite a feminine appearance. (big eyes, full lips, longer hair, dainty bone structure, etc)
♑︎☾⭒

alicia sliverstone, capricorn rising
#capricorn rising#♑︎#𓃵#capricorn#saturn#vedic astrology#astro notes#alicia silverstone#astro observations
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a cat and his lesbian
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Casually uses his magic to create an invisible hand to grope the nearest woman all while wearing an innocent smile upon his face.
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@erasurae asked : what the hell are you waiting for? - beautrace

he met beau only a few hours ago, but he can't imagine who he was before. it's been a lifetime in this one night; if they never speak again, trace thinks he'll still remember beau's voice, the flat vowels and dropped letters. when he runs his hands through beau's hair, the product beau is wearing covers his hands in a thin film, sticky and uncomfortable, and trace tightens his grip, blunt nails pressed against beau's scalp. he's been wanting to do this all night -- what was he waiting for? permission, maybe. he's been waiting for that all his life. they couldn't be closer at this point, his elbows already boxing beau in, but he tries -- he tugs at beau's hair, just enough to make him tilt his head back, and he follows through. if they never see each other again, at least trace will know how it felt to kiss him.
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⋆˚࿔ build-a-fic 𝜗𝜚˚⋆
➴ chose a line of dialogue, an emotion and a setting (a number, letter, + a creature), and write/request to your heart’s content!
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ a piece of dialogue
꒰ 1 ꒱ “i can’t fucking believe this.”
꒰ 2 ꒱ “what they said back there. is it true?”
꒰ 3 ꒱ “it’s not safe here anymore- we need to leave. now!”
꒰ 4 ꒱ “you know how much i care about you.”
꒰ 5 ꒱ “they’re never going to hurt you again.”
꒰ 6 ꒱ “here, let’s get you warmed up.”
꒰ 7 ꒱ “i didn’t do it. please, you have to believe me!”
꒰ 8 ꒱ “i’m taking you home, and that’s that.”
꒰ 9 ꒱ “do you trust me?”
꒰ 10 ꒱ “i can’t sleep either. mind if i join you?”
꒰ 11 ꒱ “you’re not your worst mistake.”
꒰ 12 ꒱ “try and eat, if you can. it’ll make you feel better.”
꒰ 13 ꒱ “i say this with all the love in my heart, but you look like shit.”
꒰ 14 ꒱ “they’re going to surround us. we need to get ready.”
꒰ 15 ꒱ “i need you to leave.”
꒰ 16 ꒱ “we can’t be seen together like this. not anymore.”
꒰ 17 ꒱ “it’s dangerous. i need you to know that before you agree.”
꒰ 18 ꒱ “it’s just one night- surely sharing a bed for that long won’t kill us.”
꒰ 19 ꒱ “it’s getting dark, we should think about heading back.”
꒰ 20 ꒱ “what have i told you about coming here?!”
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ an emotion
꒰ A ꒱ disdain
꒰ B ꒱ grief
꒰ C ꒱ ecstasy
꒰ D ꒱ disbelief
꒰ E ꒱ anxiety
꒰ F ꒱ contentment
꒰ G ꒱ drunkenness
꒰ H ꒱ enjoyment
꒰ I ꒱ confusion
꒰ J ꒱ fear
꒰ K ꒱ hunger
꒰ L ꒱ relief
꒰ M ꒱ distrust
꒰ N ꒱ fondness
꒰ O ꒱ delight
꒰ P ꒱ hurt
꒰ Q ꒱ love
꒰ R ꒱ sickness
꒰ S ꒱ exhaustion
꒰ T ꒱ betrayal
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ a setting
꒰ 𓆉 ꒱ the corner bed in a hospital ward
꒰ 𓅨 ꒱ a spare bedroom
꒰ 𓆣 ꒱ an alleyway behind a dive bar
꒰ 𓃰 ꒱ a mountainside shrouded in fog
꒰ 𓃗 ꒱ a skeevy motel just off the highway
꒰ 𓃱 ꒱ a barren industrial plant in the middle of nowhere
꒰ 𓃟 ꒱ the lush, indulgent foyer of a member’s only club
꒰ 𓆟 ꒱ the war room of a military blacksite
꒰ 𓆈 ꒱ the produce aisle of a 24/7 supermarket
꒰ 𓅫 ꒱ the bedside of someone who doesn’t want you there
꒰ 𓅟 ꒱ the walk-in fridge of a failing restaurant
꒰ 𓃵 ꒱ a rickety old barn’s hayloft
꒰ 𓃓 ꒱ at work, far later than you should be
꒰ 𓆌 ꒱ a stranger’s bed at dawn
꒰ 𓆏 ꒱ an airplane hanger
꒰ 𓅭 ꒱ a medical bay that stinks of antiseptic and fear
꒰ 𓆗 ꒱ the kitchen of a derelict house
꒰ 𓃢 ꒱ the dressing room of a luxury department store
꒰ 𓆧 ꒱ the place where grassy plains meet desert dunes
꒰ 𓃔 ꒱ a beach at low tide
#prompts#build a fic prompts#prompt list#writing prompts#writing exercise#rp meme#dialogue prompts#otp prompts#imagine your otp#otp writing#writing games#writing ask games#ask games#drabble meme
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prose by me, inspired by The Witch. 𓃵
#mine#prose#poem#poetry#the witch#goth#gothic#literature#bookblr#witch#witches#witchblr#witchcore#dark academia#spilled ink#spilled words#spilled poetry#gothcore#dark feminine energy#dark feminine aesthetic#spilled writing#witch aesthetic#spilled feelings#witchyvibes#black phillip#the vvitch
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James Potter 𓃵

this one @moonstruckme
(one shot)
Can you maybe do something with one of the marauders being protective of reader (not poly just a marauder of your choice)
and also this one
where they are living together and definitely love each other but they’ve kind of slipped into a roommate phase
roommate!!james x shy!reader
(series)
when James moves into your apartment, you need a bit of an adjustment period
is it chill that you’re in my head ? @boneblushed
(one shot)
your best fri end James isn’t sure why he’s so angry about the fact that you’re going on a date with someone else.
Caught in the Teeth @sincerelybubbles
(one shot)
James Potter is sunlight—warm, golden, impossible to ignore. And you? You’ve spent your life convinced you’re anything but worthy of his orbit. But James has never been one to let something slip through his fingers without a fight, and he’ll prove it, even if he has to bare his teeth to do it.
bet on you @santaasi
(one shot)
james bets you that if he wins his next match, you owe him a date. he wins, of course — but you’re not going to make it easy for him.
all this time @dismalflo
(one shot)
James potter x fem!reader who have been oblivious to each others feelings
cowerker frenemies @luveline
(series)
you foster a hot and cold relationship with your desk buddy, James, until things start to change, and you both fail to ignore your new feelings
he shoots & he scores @ellecdc
(one shot)
hockey player!James Potter x team medic!reader who finds a diagnosis for James
smitten @wzrd-wheezes
(one shot)
james is smitten with reader
good luck charm @ddejavvu | 18+ mdni
(one shot)
James is convinced that you’re his good luck charm, so before every quidditch game, you find yourself at his mercy in the locker rooms.
you are in love @pretty-little-mind33
(one shot)
You never realized how much of an idiot your brother's best friend is until he becomes jealous.
#james potter#james potter x reader#james potter fic recs#marauders#james potter fanfiction#marauders era#dead gay wizards#fic rec
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he can almost let himself get caught up in antonio's enthusiasm, like the world really is that easy, but it's beau. nothing about beau could be simple, not with the fame and don't ask don't tell and the desperate way that trace wants to cling onto him. he rolls beau's name around in his mouth, lips pursed. "it's...he's a musician. i don't know who you listen to. he does punk, i think, or pop or something." that part isn't even him being avoidant; he can identify about two genres of music, and beau does neither of them.
@eternityafraid 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦: “there is a guy, but it's…complicated.”
"complicated?" antonio bursts, his mouth a delighted split around the words. "how complicated can it be? he is a man, you are a man - that, brother, is easy." the minutia is not lost on either of them, of course - the malice in the flash of a camera bulb, a career already on a deadline cut ever shorter by things they tell you it's better to keep behind closed doors. here, though, the two of them, maybe it really is as simple as toni tries to say it is. "who is this boy? go on."
#erasurae#besties <3 evil gang#𓃵 trace brooks.#queued.#yadayada dw about continuing this if you don't want to etc
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#anyway.#𓃵#i don't like spotify links but yt looks icky.#i feel like my hair isn't right for what i was going for with these photos#pin is a böc pin#Spotify
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@goatfated || Encountered a Fellow Goat!
Dusk had fallen upon the forest locale the cleric had found himself in. It had been a mere few hours since camp had been set-up before the night had come, yet only now was the moon beginning to rise within the star filled sky. The only other source of light that graced the hitsujimimi's temporary rest was that of the crackling fire before him. Times like these were certainly enjoyable after a long day's travel traversing the untamed lands of the River Kingdoms. Tranquil scenes such as these, surrounded by near darkness of the woods granted him a solace within.
It was upon throwing a bit more wood to the flames did a sudden noise catch his ears. His crimson gaze shifted towards the edges of light, his eyes able to see much farther in truth, caught sight of another figure. Instinctively, a dagger suddenly manifested within his right hand as he stood. Thankfully his chain mail armor still adorned upon his body should the other be a threat, yet it was noticing them that a smile began to shift over the hitsujimimi's features. Seeing another, albeit much shorter, of his kind was a true blessing! In fact, something about their appearance somehow was similar to that of his own in a way. The last time he bore witness to those of his kind was back in his home village when he first left.
"I never thought I'd see another goat hitsujimimi like myself out here! Praise the All-Mother!" Faust smiled, causing the dagger to disappear in an instant. "Would you like to join me? I have some extra rations, but I'm also waiting on the fish I caught to finish cooking if you want a hot meal."
#𓃵 || The Cult Leader [ in-character ]#goatfated#[[Gather round the fire for the tale of two lambs!]]
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It was at least a step in the right direction! In truth the village itself was quite small, as was the relative population of fellow goat hitsujimimi, but surely bringing the other along would bring them both joy in their own way. So Faust nodded in agreement at Goatwin's words. While it might take some time to traverse the wilds to his home, a thought crossed his mind. Maybe that item could help them in this situation. There was only one real way to find out.
Once finished with his meal, tossing the skewer into the fire before him, Faust began to rummage in a satchel upon his hip. It might have taken him a moment or two, but, in the end, a smile crossed his lips as he'd found what he was looking for. Soon enough a dark wood talisman would be produced before his gaze shifted over the object. The talisman itself appeared to resemble that of a twisted, black charred tree without any leaves no more than three inches in length. A subtle, yet ominous dark green and deep blue seemed to resonate on the object similar to glowing eyes and veins.
"There might actually be another way to get there faster. We can either rest here and travel by foot through the forest until we get there, might be a few weeks at worst, or we might be able to use this trinket my aunt gave me. She said if I ever wanted to return home I could use it, but it was a one-way trip if I did."
[⛧] The shorter goatt perked his ears at the mention of going to Faust's hometown. A village that was supposed to home more of their kind, and the thought made warmth spread through him. To see others of their race alive and well, despite it all, gave him hope. Something he hadn't had in years.
"That sounds like a good place to start." Goatwin nodded. "We can rest up and leave whenever you want."
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@erasurae asked : better stop dreaming of the quiet life. / beau and trace

"haven't dreamed about that in years." he hadn't even thought about it until the beginning of the season, when he started thinking about peace and quiet, maybe some easy ad deals to keep the money flowing while he lives off his retirement. it can't possibly be true that all the other retirees had wives and kids to spend their days with, but it sure feels that way when he's listening to other interviews. he already misses the whirlwind of the last ten years, and everyone's expecting to hear the opposite. "who would? this is nice, isn't it?" this isn't his fame, but beau's, beau's fans and sounds and crowds, but it's all the same, right?
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