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pesterloglog · 1 year ago

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Karkat Vantas, Gamzee Makara, Feferi Peixes, Eridan Ampora

Act 5, page 3360-3361

CURRENT carcinoGeneticist [CCG] RIGHT NOW opened memo on board TEAM ADORABLOODTHIRSTY.

CCG: THIS IS PROBABLY THE LAST MEMO I WILL WRITE.

CCG: BECAUSE FIRST OF ALL, THERE'S PRETTY MUCH NOTHING LEFT TO SAY.

CCG: AND SECOND OF ALL, I MIGHT BE DEAD SOON.

CCG: I'M JUST HOPING SOME OF YOU IDIOTS READ THIS, AND EVEN IF YOU THINK I'M FULL OF SHIT NOW, WHEN IT ALL STARTS GOING DOWN YOU MIGHT JUST REMEMBER WHAT I SAID AND SAVE YOURSELVES.

CCG: THE WORST CASE SCENARIO HAS HAPPENED.

CCG: THE BARD OF RAGE IS ON THE LOOSE.

CCG: YEAH, I KNOW WE ALL THOUGHT THAT TITLE WAS A JOKE, BUT IT TURNED OUT IT WASN'T.

CCG: HE'S COMPLETELY SNAPPED, AND FOR THOSE OF YOU FURTHER AHEAD ON THE TIMELINE, I DON'T HAVE TO TELL YOU HOW DANGEROUS HE IS.

CCG: REMEMBER WHAT HE DID TO THE BLACK KING.

CCG: NOBODY COULD EXPLAIN IT, AND THEN HE JUST WENT BACK TO SPACING OUT FOR THE REST OF THE BATTLE.

CCG: I MEAN SERIOUSLY, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT.

CCG: I DON'T EVEN THINK THE KING COULD FUCKING BELIEVE IT, FRANKLY.

CCG: DID ANYONE'S ATTACK DO AS MUCH DAMAGE? I DON'T THINK SO.

CCG: I DON'T EVEN THINK VRISKA'S DID, ALTHOUGH IT'S HARD TO SAY SINCE THAT WAS THE KNOCKOUT BLOW.

CCG: ^^^ SPOILERS.

CCG: I GUESS WE THOUGHT IT WAS LIKE A SECRET JOKE POWER OR SOMETHING?

CCG: BUT THE JOKE IS ON US.

CCG: HE IS OUT OF PIE, AND NOW THE FAYGO GENIE IS OUT OF THE SHITTY SODA BOTTLE FOR GOOD.

CCG: WE ARE SO SCREWED.

CCG: OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK.

CCG: GUYS, I AM TERRIFIED, I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO.

CCG: I'M IN A ROOM FULL OF BODIES, AND I THINK I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO TURN MY BACK ON THEM?

CCG: OH MY GOD, I JUST HEARD A HONK.

CCG: OH GOD OH GOD OH MAN OH GOD

CCG: NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

CCG: IT CAME FROM THE HORN PILE

CCG: I DON'T KNOW IF IT WAS JUST THE BODY SETTLING ON AN ERRANT HORN OR...

CCG: OR IF...

CCG: I HAVE TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.

PAST terminallyCapricious [PTC] 420 HOURS AGO responded to memo.

PTC: HeY BeSt fRiEnD.

PTC: nOw wHaT ThE MoThEr fUcK WiLl i bE SuPpOsEd tO Do?

PTC: i'M nOt FoLlOwInG.

CCG: PAST GAMZEE, GOD DAMN IT.

CCG: I AM TRYING TO WARN PEOPLE OF YOUR MURDEROUS FUTURE SELF.

CCG: THIS PRACTICALLY DOESN'T EVEN HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU.

CCG: NOW GO BACK TO GROPING YOUR HORNS AND BEING DISTRACTED BY COLORS YOU USELESS FUCK.

PTC: YeAh, I CaN DeFiNiTeLy cArRy oUt tHaT OrDeR, bRo.

PTC: i gUeSs i'lL WaIt uNtIl tHe mOtHeRfUcKiN FuTuRe hApPeNs tO SeE AbOuT WhAt aLl tHiS MuRdErInG NoIsE Is. :o)

CCG banned PTC from responding to memo.

CCG: LIKE I WAS SAYING.

CCG: STILL FREAKING OUT.

CCG: AUGH

CCG: THERE WAS ANOTHER LITTLE HONK

CCG: IT WAS SO FAINT

CCG: DID I JUST IMAGINE IT? I THINK I MIGHT BE LOSING IT.

CCG: I REALLY HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE, BUT

CCG: I SHOULD TRY TO REVIVE THEM FIRST.

CCG: I KNOW DERSE AND PROSPIT ARE GONE, BUT IF THERE'S ANY CHANCE AT ALL THEY SURVIVED I'VE GOT TO TRY.

CCG: I'M NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO GOING NEAR THAT HORN PILE THOUGH.

CCG: WHAT IF HE'S BEEN IN THERE THE WHOLE TIME???

CCG: I AM SHITTING MYSELF SO HARD HERE, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO DO.

CCG: GUESS I HAVE TO BRAVE IT FOR FEFERI'S SAKE.

PAST cuttlefishCuller [PCC] 380 HOURS AGO responded to memo.

PCC: For my sake? 38)

PCC: W)(at do you mean, Crabcatc)(?

CCG: OH GOD, FEFERI...

PCC: Is any of t)(is serious?

PCC: It's so )(ard to tell! All of your memos )(ave been so outrageous, I can't even decide w)(at to take seriously anymore.

PCC: T)(is one sounds like the biggest w)(opper of all, to be conknest!

CCG: YES I AM DEAD "GLUBBING" SERIOUS, OK.

PCC: STILL SOUNDS PRETTY FIS)(Y TO M-E!!! 38D

CCG: FEFERI, I'M SORRY.

CCG: IT WAS MY FAULT, I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO.

PCC: Sorry for w)(at??

CCG: FOR

CCG: I

CCG: I CAN'T DO THIS

CCG: IT'S TOO MUCH FOR ME, I'M SORRY.

CCG banned PCC from responding to memo.

CCG: BEFORE I GO

CCG: EVERYONE SHOULD ALSO KNOW ERIDAN HAD A COMPLETE SHITHIVE MELTDOWN TOO

CCG: HE'S GOING AROUND KILLING PEOPLE WITH HIS MAGIC WAND

CCG: SO KEEP AN EYE OUT FOR HIM.

CCG: IF I RUN INTO HIM AGAIN, I'M...

CCG: I DON'T EVEN KNOW.

CCG: HE BETTER PRAY TO ALL HIS MURDERED ANGELS IT DOESN'T HAPPEN.

PAST caligulasAquarium [PCA] 311 HOURS AGO responded to memo.

PCA: a magic wwand is that so

PCA: kar come on noww evveryone fuckin KNOWWS this memos rubbish

CCG: HEY ASSHOLE

CCG: CONSIDER OUR "PACT" OVER

PCA: wwevve got a pact

CCG: NOT ANYMORE

CCG: YOU ARE DEAD TO ME

CCG: PAST YOU, PRESENT YOU, FUTURE YOU

CCG: AND ABOVE ALL, UGLY SCARFNECKED DOUCHEBAG HIPSTER YOU

CCG: WAIT I FORGOT, ALL OF THE YOUS ARE THAT YOU

CCG: IF I WASN'T SO TERRIFIED, I'D BE CONSUMED WITH ANGER, AND AS SOON AS I'M DONE COWERING IN A DARK CORNER HIDING FROM THAT HONKING MURDEROUS TOOL, I'M GOING TO HUNT YOU DOWN AND FILLET YOU WITH MY SICKLE.

PCA: wwhoa kar

PCA: this is nothin if not flatterin but dont you think youre comin on a little strong

CCG: OH GOD

CCG: I AM NOT HITTING ON YOU IDIOT, THIS IS HONEST TO GOD PLATONIC ENMITY

CCG: LIKE IN THE "I REALLY DO WANT YOU TO DIE" KIND OF WAY.

CCG: I AM NOT INITIATING AN ELABORATE CALIGINOUS WALTZ WITH YOU YOU DESPERATE SHIT.

PCA: i mean yeah obvviously i kneww you wwerent serious

PCA: i guess i appreciate the effort youre puttin into cheerin me up

PCA: i can alwways count on you for some good ironic repartee kar nobody else really gets our sense a humor

CCG: UGH, NO

PCA: are you busy

PCA: you said youd try to make it to lowwaa soon wwell howw about it

CCG: DUDE, ARE YOU AN IDIOT, YOU CAN PLAINLY SEE I AM FROM 300 FUCKING HOURS IN THE FUTURE, EVEN IF I WERE REMOTELY INTERESTED, WHICH TO THAT I SIMPLY SAY WHAT THE FUCK.

PCA: oh hahaha yeah losin track a the time shit is easy wwhen wwe start riffin like this kar

CCG: LIKE WHAT? WHAT ARE WE EVEN DOING HERE

PCA: im just lonely here and i got major ordeals to keep afloat wwith

CCG: I KNOW YOU'RE LONELY, GOD DAMN IT, WHO CARES.

PCA: im sayin it wwould be cool to hang out and you said you wwould

PCA: can you put in a wword wwith your past self maybe buggin him to make the trip wwhen he gets the chance

CCG: WAIT, WERE YOU HITTING ON ME BACK THEN?

CCG: *ARE* YOU HITTING ON ME?

CCG: LIKE AN ACTUAL RED SOLICITATION, IS THAT WAS THIS WAS???

PCA: wwhat

CCG: GOD DAMN IT, I AM CHEWING YOU OUT FOR WAND MURDER, AND YOU ARE FLIRTING WITH ME

CCG: MY FUCKING GOD MAN.

PCA: hey im not spyin you bein anythin but cagey wwhat wwith this wwhole line a humor and all

CCG: HOW ABOUT NO, DIPSHIT, NOT INTERESTED?????

PCA: evven if i wwasnt compelled to think you wwere still bein flippant and ironic wwith me you cant exactly outright reject me can you

CCG: WHY NOT

PCA: cause youre future you

PCA: doesnt count unless its present you til then its all fair game

CCG: IS THIS REAL, ARE YOU BEING IRONIC OR SOMETHING, I CAN'T EVEN TELL ANYMORE

CCG: THE PROBLEM IS, I CAN'T PUT THIS SORT OF BEHAVIOR PAST YOU AT ALL, SO I DON'T KNOW.

PCA: just send past you ovver man wwell hang out

PCA: its not like im doin anythin right noww

CCG: LIKE FUCK YOU AREN'T

PCA: wwhats that mean

CCG: YOU'RE KILLING ANGELS NOW, AREN'T YOU

PCA: no

CCG: YOU ARE KILLING FUCKING ANGELS, RIGHT NOW, IN THE PAST, WITH YOUR SHITTY GUN. I JUST KNOW IT.

PCA: wwell uh

PCA: therere just so damn many kar and theyre not gettin any less bloody pissed is the thing

CCG: THIS IS WHY IT WOULD NEVER WORK BETWEEN US, MAN.

CCG: BECAUSE YOU ARE A STONE COLD RETARDED FUCKING IDIOT.

CCG: NOT TO MENTION COWARDLY BACKSTABBING MURDERER.

CCG: I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU FOREVER.

PCA: kar im gettin some seriously mixed signals here

CCG: HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO THEM

PCA: wwhat to wwho

CCG: TO

CCG: FUCK

CCG: I THOUGHT YOU LOVED HER.

PCA: wwho man wwhat are you talkin about

CCG: AND ALSO...

PCA: wwhat youre not makin sense

CCG: I CAN'T

CCG: I CAN'T EVEN TYPE HER NAME

CCG: SHE WAS MY FRIEND

CCG: SHE WAS MY REALLY *GOOD* FRIEND AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL TO DO NOW THAT SHE'S GONE.

CCG: I'M SO UPSET, I'M JUST COMPLETELY FREAKING OUT IN EVERY WAY POSSIBLE.

PCA: yeah i knoww wwhat its like you wwanna talk about it

CCG: FUCK NO.

CCG: I CAN'T STAND TO LOOK AT YOUR DUMB PURPLE WORDS ANYMORE.

CCG: NEXT TIME I SEE THAT SHITTY COLOR YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT'LL BE COMING OUT OF YOUR BODY.

CCG: AND NO, FOR THE LOVE OF FUCK, THAT WAS NOT INNUENDO.

CCG banned PCA from responding to memo.

CCG: ANYWAY

CCG: THAT'S IT I GUESS.

FUTURE terminallyCapricious [FTC] 0:42:00 HOURS FROM NOW responded to memo.

FTC: honk.

CCG: OH GOD

FTC: HEY BEST MOTHERFUCKING FRIEND.

FTC: what all seems to be the motherfuckin problem? :o)

CCG: OH GOD OH GOD

CCG: DON'T YOU SEE EVERYONE?

CCG: THIS CRAZY FUCKER HAS COMPLETELY CRACKED, I TOLD YOU.

FTC: THAT'S KICKIN THE WICKED MOTHERFUCKIN MISINFORMATION, MY BROTHER.

FTC: i'm as chill as all what's can be.

FTC: NO CAUSE FOR ALARM, JUST MOTHERFUCKIN GONNA SIT AND ZONE THE MOTHERFUCK OUT WITH A PAN RUSTING PIE LIKE AS MY USUAL MOTHERFUCKIN SELF DOES.

FTC: honk.

FTC: HONK.

FTC: honk.

FTC: HONK.

CCG: OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD

FTC: i'm in your future, best friend.

FTC: I KNOW WHERE YOU MOTHERFUCKING ARE.

FTC: and what you'll motherfuckin do.

CCG: NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

FTC: AND ALSO.

FTC: and also.

FTC: GUESS MOTHERFUCKIN WHAT.

CCG: .....

CCG: NO I DON'T WANT TO

FTC: i'm all about to be meeting up some friends. :o)

FTC: GOING TO GET PRETTY MOTHERFUCKING FRIENDLY AT THEM REAL SOON.

FTC: i wonder if you can all be at with me in time and make me get my reconsider on?

FTC: MAYBE SPLIT AN ELIXIR LIKE A COUPLE OF CHOICE BROS.

FTC: just like we are... :o)

FTC: ME AND HIM. Do:

FTC: hoooooooooooooooooonk. ;oD

CCG: OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK

CCG: I HAVE TO GO

CCG closed memo.

#homestuck #karkat vantas #gamzee makara #feferi peixes #eridan ampora #homestuck act 5 #page 3360 #page 3361 #homestuck act 5 act 2

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rockattitudegr · 1 year ago

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Οι Grip on Reality παρουσιάζουν τον πρώτο τους δίσκο “Orpheus 3361” μέσα από 8 κομμάτια με doom metal, post και alternative επιρροές. Ένας δίσκος που αφηγείται την ελπίδα, η οποία καταφέρνει να διασχίσει το σκοτάδι κι ας χάνει πολλά απ’ τα κομμάτια της, όπως ένα ουράνιο σώμα προσπαθεί να παραμείνει σε τροχιά, ακόμα και πριν την αναπόφευκτη σύγκρουση.

#Grip on Reality #Orpheus 3361 #Greek scene #new albums #news

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rmstitanics · 4 months ago

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* GENERAL OBSERVATIONS, PART THREE.

ASTEROIDS & CELESTIAL BODIES

ASTEROID ORPHEUS (3361) CONJUNCT CHIRON may represent one who looks to their past for creative inspiration. They’ll often use their preferred form of art in an attempt to understand traumatizing events or process any emotions that may still linger.

ASTEROID APOLLO (1862) in the 8H could signify an individual who enjoys creating or consuming media about controversial and dark topics.

When I see ASTEROID PANDORA (55) in the 10H, I immediately wonder whether the individual with this placement has experienced some sort of chaos or crises regarding their public image. Maybe they’ve had traumatic experiences with their main circle of friends, or maybe they’ve even received some level of backlash on social media for a flawed interaction. Whatever these natives have endured, they probably yearn to control public perception of their character in an attempt to prevent misunderstandings.

Check which house ASTEROID ARISTOTELES (6123) is located in within your natal chart to find where you crave the most knowledge and wisdom! As an example, I have my Aristoteles asteroid in the 8H of transformative experiences, death, and “taboo” topics — and I’m now a practicing divination witch who enjoys paranormal investigation.

Due to difficulty with turning intuitive ideas into real achievements, 9H CHIRON individuals might find the process of outlining an essay or project to be particularly challenging. They’re the types of students who change their thesis a bunch of times before a paper’s due date.

PLANETS IN SIGNS & HOUSES

SATURN 1H placements might have people pleasing tendencies at some point in their lives due to a fear of never meeting others’ expectations.

SAGITTARIUS SATURNS likely grew up in households where one or both parents was strict and / or religious. The challenge awaiting these folks in life is to pursue exploration of knowledge outside of what was taught to them in their youth. They probably enjoy philosophy or history, and could possibly grow up to be spiritual but not religious.

LEO MERCURY placements, was your writing style ever described as “flowery” by your teachers or fellow students before? Because this placement TOTALLY gives me the vibes of a flowery and dramatic writing style.

One could theoretically use their JUPITER placement to discover two things: 1) The field of study where they have experienced the most growth throughout their academic career and / or 2) their best academic subject. To do this, look at Jupiter’s degrees and house. I have CANCER JUPITER placed in the 9TH HOUSE in my chart, and I absolutely adore law, history, and philosophy! However, I’ve had to undergo the most growth in Cancerian concepts such as life skills in the home and actively listening to others.

CAPRICORN JUPITERS are prone to having a “the end justifies the means” philosophy when it comes to achieving their goals. They also might struggle with perspective taking / putting themselves in others’ shoes, particularly when they perceive the individual in question as someone outside of what they consider “normal”.

6H MOONS strike me as the type who love being around animals MUCH more than they love being around people, especially if the majority of their personal planets are in a water sign.

ASPECTS

SUN SQUARE URANUS indicates memorable students whose teachers / professors will remember them for many years to come.

Hard MERCURY-PLUTO aspects could struggle with maintaining a consistent routine for studying, especially if Mercury is in retrograde in the chart.

MERCURY TRINE JUPITER placements LOVE yapping in class, but it’ll either be with their peers while the teacher is talking or by frequent class participation. If you’re the class participation type, you’ve probably had a teacher say “does anyone OTHER than (your name) know the answer?” before 😭

Although this placement does make for great activists who are not afraid to call out injustice when they see it, LILITH CONJUNCT MERCURY folks NEED to prioritize being tactful due to a natural tendency to bluntly say whatever’s on their mind with no filter.

SATURN-NEPTUNE aspects need to practice intense discernment when it comes to politics — fact check everything and don’t just believe everything you see / hear on the internet or news without taking the time to research it for yourself!

Hard ASCENDANT-SUN aspects tend to be noticeably different people in public versus private spaces. Your first impression of them will likely be VERY different from the truth of the person that they are behind closed doors.

MIDHEAVEN OPPOSITE VENUS placements are amazingly creative individuals whose art may play a major role in their own identity, but they simultaneously might have a major fear of sharing that art with others. Peer review in class is an absolute NIGHTMARE for them.

#astrology observations #astro community #astro observations #astro notes #astrology #* astrology #asteroid #lilith #black moon lilith #astrology aspects #saturn #capricorn #sagittarius #academia

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nanistar · 8 months ago

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CTA for CPH 🇵🇸

hi folks, last night over 20 people were detained for peacefully protesting at California Polytechnic University Humboldt, and the students involved were immediately suspended. we are asking for repeat calls to demand their release + re-enrollment.

if you have the ability to call, please do so. There is a script below for your convenience but as of now, the people picking up the phone are hanging up the moment they recognize the script so if you can go off-script that would be preferred. There is also an email script that a friend has made that you can use if you cannot call, but make sure to change some words or add your own bits so that it doesn't get flagged for spam immediately.

The Student Democratic Society is taking donations for their bail funds, which have been set at an average of $10k.

Numbers: CPH University Police 707-826-5555 Tom Jackson, CPH President [email protected] 707-826-3311 Chrissy Holliday, VP [email protected] 707-826-3361 Mitch Michell, Dean of Students [email protected] 707-826-3504

Call Script "Hi my name is __ and I demand the immediate release of the arrested Humboldt student and faculty protesters for Palestine. They should not be charged, let along raided and attacked, for being on the right side of history. They include but are not only Fern McBride, Olivia Fox, Jared Cruz, Rouhollah Aghasaleh, Launa Wyrd, Allison Merten, Isaiah Morales, and Adelmi Ruiz."

email script https://pastebin.com/ZKtd8MhN

You can follow Humboldt for Palestine on insta for more updates https://www.instagram.com/humboldtforpalestine/ https://linktr.ee/humboldtforpalestine if you can't call, email, or donate, please reblog this post for attention. additionally, please don't forget about how you can help Palestine directly by donating to the PCRF 🇵🇸

#cta #call to action #idk what to tag this ass #free palestine #California Polytechnic University Humboldt #cph #edited to fix pastebin link

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averagelivingbeings · 5 months ago

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The black magic tube, Part 2

Part 1

Top Blade/Bottom afab Dan Heng

Dan Heng has had enough of the ghost fucker’s antics now and rushes home in the hopes of not being demolished in public again.

Word Count: 3361

Tags: PWP, Afab Dan Heng, magic fleshlight, vaginal sex, cunnilingulus, big dick Ren, a little bit of pussy spanking, overstimulation, light dom/sub, rope bondage, two horny mfs, getting caught masturbating

AFAB language used for Dan Heng

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After the first time, Ren had decided to chuck the damn fleshlight into a box and hide it far away from his and boyfriend’s eyes. It was far too realistic and addicting to his liking and he refused to allow that thing to distract him from his boyfriend’s heavenly pussy. Nevermind the fact that this toy somehow knew how to imitate its behavior. Ren had practically memorised the way Dan Heng’s hole clung to him or reacted to different kinds of stimulation and he had even made sure to pay extra attention to it the next time they had fucked, yet still, the fleshlight did the same. He had sworn that if he ever were to pull it out for a fuck again, it wouldn’t be more than once a week and only if Dan Heng was gone and Ren missed him too much to resist.

Meanwhile Dan Heng thought he was growing insane with how frequently this phantom body (he had decided to consider it a body, given the fact it was always at least a pair of hands and a dick and they had to belong to something, right?) sought him out while he was out to fuck him dumb. It never happened at home, even during the week he called in sick and stayed at their apartment to work on his studies and cuddle his boyfriend. No, it always had to be when he was out, be it at work, university or whatever. He was starting to get used to the hygienic conditions in public restrooms, even the school bathrooms. What made the whole thing worse was that the ghost knew exactly how to rile him up and pound him, just like Ren always does. Dan Heng loved the sensation, surely, but he also loved Ren and only his boyfriend was allowed to touch him like that.

The next time he was waiting for the milk to heat up at the cafe and the thick, calloused fingers made their return, Dan Heng had enough. He quickly told Jing Yuan that he wasn’t feeling well again and would go home, which the man encouraged with a relieved smile, happy that Dan Heng, according to him, “finally took his health seriously”. Dan Heng himself didn’t have enough patience to witness his joy, as he hurried to yank his apron off and grabbed his belongings before rushing out of the cafe, while at the same time messily calling a cab. Usually it was just a fifteen minute walk to their apartment, but given the fact that the ghost took on average exactly as much time to fuck him dumb, that option wasn’t exactly ideal.

Such, he spent an awkward cap ride with his legs clenched together and the inside of his cheeks between his teeth to stop himself from moaning like a bitch, when he felt the all too familiar monster of a dick slide over his hole. In all fairness, it wasn’t much bigger or smaller than Ren’s cock, but that didn’t mean it was easy or not overwhelming to take.

By the time they had reached his apartment building as fast as possible, Dan Heng paid the dutiful driver and thanked him, before running away like he was chased by the hounds. The hounds being the dick that had started teasing his clit and spreading wetness around his pussy. Panting and with his face red as it could get, he rushed up the stairs fumbling with the keys on the way up. His strange antics earned him annoyed stares from his elderly neighbours, but Dan Heng had less fucks to give than he was currently being given by that damn phantom cock.

The second he threw the door open and slammed it shut behind himself though, the dick stilled as if Dan Heng had grabbed a ghost penis exorcism tool. He stood still for a while, feeling it simply rest against his pussy in a similarly tense manner in which he was leaning against the door.

… Fuck. Why was Dan Heng home? Ren thought, the icy reality of what kind of debauchery he was indulging in in his boyfriend’s absence crashing down on him. He held the fleshlight still, his lubed up cock touching the twitching pussy of the toy, as he listened to the sounds outside.

Nothing

“R-Ren?” Dan Heng called out. His voice was shaking and he was still panting from having rushed inside so hastily. The phantom dick at his pussy was still just resting there and he anxiously paid attention to the way it shifted minimally.

“Uhm, yes?” Ren answered hesitantly. Deciding his jerk-off session was ruined, he lifted the toy off of his dick quickly put the lid back on, before setting it down. “Are you okay? Shouldn’t you be at work?”

Huh. Dan Heng blinked, when the cock vanished just like that. He tried to feel around if there was any trace left, but there was nothing, just his sopping wet cunt all alone now. Which he found unfair, riling him up and then leaving the second he wasn’t in a public space anymore. Did the ghost have a public humiliation kink? “Well, yeah… I didn’t feel good. Are you in the bedroom?”

Absolutely great. Cursing under his breath, Ren tried to force himself to relax, he didn’t feel like getting caught shirtless with his dick rock-hard and a fleshlight next to him. It did not work at all, the shame, the excitement, the anticipation he had built up himself making sure his erection stood proud and tall in all its glory, far too large and thick to be stuffed into his underwear comfortably. “Yeah…”

“Good…” Dan Heng rubbed his temple, as he pushed the door to their shared bedroom open. “Cause I really need you to pound-“ The last words he had on his mind slipped away silently, when he met Ren’s equally red face, his tits, his abs and his huge cock out, as he sat on the bed with something akin to embarrassment on his face. “… Me… Was I interrupting something?” He raised an eyebrow at the scene.

“Well, no… Nothing important anyway.” Ren coughed awkwardly, stuffing his boner into his pants anyway, just for the sake of modesty, even though Dan Heng looked as flustered and horny as he felt. Noticing how weird the scene may look, he quickly added: “I swear I wasn’t cheating! You can check everything, the closet, under the bed, the...”

Dan Heng couldn’t possibly justify ripping Ren’s head off over cheating, if he was here regularly enjoying ghost cock in public. “Ugh, don’t worry, I believe…” He trailed off, when his gaze landed on the black tube on the bed. “Wait, where did you find this?” Snatching it up, he examined it, touching the lube-stained sides and turning it over. He caught a glimpse of the eerie sex shop’s logo and faintly remembered its equally creepy owner who sold the toy to him.

“On the shelf next to the TV. Did you buy that?” Ren came over wrapping his arms around Dan Heng and peering over his shoulder.

“I mean- Yeah, sorta.“ Dan Heng blinked, as he opened the tube and was greeted by the dripping wet pussy. He couldn’t quite remember it being so realistic and couldn’t resist touching it. At the same time, the ghost finger decided to return, poking his clit in a similar manner as Dan Heng himself poked the fake cunt’s clit. “Ah-!”

“Hengheng?” Upon feeling his boyfriend tense up and jolt, Ren perked up in alarm. The shame of Dan Heng discovering his masturbation escapades made him want to run away from the topic through any means possible.

“This…” Dan Heng narrowed his eyes at the tube and the pussy winking back at him suspiciously. Again he touched it, this time the labia, dragging his finger over it and lightly pressing against the bottom part of the hole. The phantom finger, which now coincidentally also felt smaller and less rough than before, did the same motion. “Ren…” Dan Heng slowly turned around to his boyfriend, turquoise eyes boring into wide crimson ones. “Did you fuck that thing?”

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Ren was relieved. He had no need to feel guilty about cheating on Dan Heng or replacing him with a fleshlight, because it turns out the fleshlight was Dan Heng’s pussy and connected to him! Now that he and his partner had figured it out, he wasn’t surprised that it felt so good to be inside of it.

Dan Heng wasn’t exactly happy. At least the mystery of the ghost fucker was solved and he was at the very least glad it was just Ren playing with a sex toy. Ren also ending up fucking him via bluetooth in public and forcing him to jerk off in bathrooms was not cool. At least he had apologised and promised to not do it again, but Dan Heng had an uneasy feeling burning in his stomach, when he watched Ren pensively turn the fleshlight around in his hand. “So what-“

“I have an idea.”

Dan Heng flinched back, when his still shirtless, far larger boyfriend pushed him onto the bed and crowded him against the headrest. A shiver ran down his spine, when he looked up into his lover’s face, red eyes burning with lust and hunger and his lips pulled into a sadistic grin, as he leered down at Dan Heng. “R-Ren, what are you doing-?”

“You’re still horny, right?” Placing the fleshlight next to him, Ren gripped his thighs with both hands to spread them apart and massage them. His massive boner was still stretching the front of his pants and leaving a damp spot where the tip was trapped by the fabric.

“Well-“ Dan Heng averted his gaze, face flushing red, when his boyfriend’s hands travelled upwards until his thumbs were stroking his pussy through his pants. “What do you think…” He groaned a little, gripping Ren’s forearms tightly to keep his hands in place, as he ground his crotch up against his fingers. “You nearly fucked me in public again. Make up for it.”

“So awfully demanding…”, Ren hummed, freeing his wrists from Dan Heng’s grasp to slip his hands underneath his shirt and to shamelessly grope his lean, muscular torso.

“Ren…!” Arching his back to lean into the other’s touch, Dan Heng lifted his arms to allow Ren to pull his shirt off. The cold air hit his burning skin and caused him to shiver underneath Ren’s large palms which quickly moved on to strip him completely.

“And so wet already.” His palm rubbed over Dan Heng’s cunt, spreading the juices around, before giving it a good smack and causing the smaller man to whine in pleasure and pain. But before he could raise his hips to grind them against Ren’s hand, his boyfriend had pulled away and slid off the bed.

“Hey-! Come back!” Huffing, Dan Heng propped himself up on his elbows, cunt aching and expecting to get ravished today.

“Don’t you worry now, princess.” Ren bent down to rummage through a box underneath their bed. “I will indulge you, but…” Dan Heng’s eyes turned into saucers, when the other stood up again, holding a coil of red rope in his hands, the menacingly horny look in his eyes telling the other that today was going to be rough and so filthily good. “We’ll do it on my terms.”

Dan Heng’s throat bobbed, as he gulped and watched Ren creep over with the rope, uncurling it and putting one palm on Dan Heng’s chest to push him into a sitting position at the headrest.

“Ready?” He asked, inquisitively studying Dan Heng’s face. Despite the intensity of his burning red eyes, it gave the smaller man comfort, as it signalled him that his partner cared for him.

“Mhm-!” Dan Heng nodded, spreading his legs to let his boyfriend slide between them and tie his wrists together above his head. His turquoise eyes silently followed Ren who fetched two more lengths of rope which he used to tie his ankles to the bedposts, ensuring he kept them spread. By now, he was blushing even harder, as Ren leered at his exposed pussy, which was leaking and twitching at him invitingly.

“What a beautiful pussy you have~”, Ren hummed, as he stripped off his pants and laid down on the bed, absentmindedly stroking his cock and picking up the fleshlight. Dan Heng could do nothing but watch with wide, desperate eyes how his lover slowly unscrewed the lid and grinned at the replica of his very own cunt. “Mghhh~”

“Hahhh-!” Dan Heng whimpered, when Ren ran his tongue flat over the fake pussy. It felt exactly as if he had done it to Dan Heng himself. “R-Ren, please, anghh~ Hnghhh~!” A string of moans fell out of his mouth, as Ren started suckling on the toy’s clit, his own nub sending sparks of pleasure through his body.

“So wet and naughty…” Ren’s thumbs pushed the artificial hole open and Dan Heng whimpered at feeling his cunt being spread. He couldn’t help but feel jealousy burn in his throat at the way his boyfriend focused so intensely on the toy, licking and sucking at it as if it were the real thing.

“Ren, please…! Come over-!”, he begged, arms and legs futilely tugging at the rope, as he tried to scoot closer to his partner.

“Mm?” Placing a wet kiss on the clit, which caused Dan Heng’s cunt to twitch, Ren glanced over. “Greedy, huh? Doesn’t this feel good enough?” As if to drive his point home, he gently bit the clit, knowing full well Dan Heng would turn into a puddle from the mix of pleasure and pain.

“Hahhh~ Mghhh, w-want you here-!” Dan Heng tried to motion to the wide space between his legs. “Please-! Please fuck my cunt-! Not the toy…!”

“Hmm…” Stroking his big dick, Ren carefully placed the fleshlight down and thoughtfully assessed the mess that was his horny boyfriend. “Since you are already begging so sweetly~”

“Nghhh, Ren-! Sir-!” His legs twitched and shook, when the other rubbed his dick over his pussy, enjoying the wet glide over the swollen lips. “Please put it in…!”

“What a sweet, little slut you are~” After placing a gentle kiss on Dan Heng’s lips, Ren pressed the tip against his tight hole and thrusted inside.

“Ahhh, mghhh~” Dan Heng’s cunt clenched down on the hard flesh like a vice, as his eyes rolled back in ecstasy. Shameless moans spilled past his lips, when Ren started moving at a moderate pace, making sure to thrust in deeply and grind against every sensitive spot inside of him, before slowly pulling out and repeating the motion. “Feels good~!”

“How are you still so tight?” Ren groaned, speeding up his thrusts and putting more force behind them. “I just fingered and tongue-fucked you…” Feeling his tip hit something deep inside of his partner, he gave a few particularly harsh thrusts to slam his cock into it. “Seems like you don’t loosen up as easily as the toy does…”

Dan Heng only whimpered, throwing his head back and spreading his bound legs further as best as he could for Ren.

Suddenly, something wet and twitching touched his lips and when he instinctively opened his mouth, he tasted his partner’s saliva. “Mghh-!” He jolted, when something brushed against his clit and his eyes snapped open.

“Lick, Hengheng~”

The pressure on his pussy only intensified the mind-numbing effects of the pleasure Ren so expertly drove into him. It was only when he saw the devilish look in Ren’s eyes and the wicked grin on his face past a black cylinder, did he realise that he was mouthing the fleshlight.

“Come on, dearest~” The hand that wasn’t holding the fleshlight squeezed Dan Heng’s thigh harshly, the deep and harsh thrusts not losing their speed and power. “Be a good boy and lick~”

“Mfghhh-!” Dan Heng obediently opened his mouth, his body twitching, when the fleshlight was moved downwards, so he was tongueing its clit. At the same time, something wet flicked at his own and it took him a second to realise that it was his own tongue.

“Doesn’t this feel good?~”, Ren teased him, grinding the toy against Dan Heng’s mouth.

“M-Mhm-!” Dan Heng could barely focus on licking, as it sent overwhelming waves of pleasure through his body and with his boyfriend fucking him as deeply as he did, he came in no time. His orgasm crashed into him and shook his whole body in its ties, as he screamed into the toy’s cunt. His own pussy clenched down harshly on Ren’s still moving cock, as he squirted clear liquid all over the bed and his partner.

“Hahhh, ngrhhhh-! Almost, dearest-!” With a feral growl, Ren picked up the pace, slamming his thick cock into Dan Heng’s oversensitive hole. The screams and yells he punched out of his lover with his dick only added to the smaller man’s overstimulation, as he kept stimulating the fleshlight.

“R-Ren-! Ahhh~!” Dan Heng couldn’t think straight anymore, erotic moans freely fell from his mouth, as he was pounded into oblivion. His tongue was aching from the way the toy was pressing down on it and he reluctantly withdrew it to sloppily wrap his lips around the clit and suck on it.

This proved to be too much for his poor cunt, as he soon drove himself to another orgasm. This time, he only felt the beginning of it, as the mind-blowing force of it made his vision go black. Dan Heng distantly felt Ren’s big cock sink fully into him and spear him open to his limits, as he filled him with a huge load of cum. It felt good to be stuffed full and plugged up, but alas, all things had to end.

He awoke with an annoyed groan, as he felt Ren remove the fleshlight from his face and untie the rope around his wrists and ankles, before slowly pulling out. His sensitive walls clenched down on him, the drag from the languid motion hurts after two harsh orgasms in a row. With a whine he opened his eyes, blinking as he adjusted to the light and his partner’s face took shape in front of him.

“Are you okay, Dan Heng?”, Ren asked, pulling him into his embrace, his soft dick resting between their stomachs, as the two cuddled with each other.

“Mhm… Just…” Slowly and steadily, Dan Heng became aware of the excessive amounts of cum leaking out of his pussy and the slick juices staining Ren’s abdomen. “… You’re gross.”

In response, Ren only barked out an amused laugh. “Well, who made me this gross, huh?” Gently removing his partner from his embrace, he leaned over to grab a tissue and wipe Dan Heng’s pussy juices off his abs and pecs, before moving on to clean his leaking cum from his partner’s cunt.

“You started it… You wanted to fuck that thing.” Dan Heng pointed accusingly at the fleshlight next to them, the sun-kissed flesh glistening with spit.

“Right, right…” Discarding the dirty tissue, Ren thoughtfully picked it back up, absentmindedly putting arm around Dan Heng’s waist as he climbed onto his lap. “Steamy Oak… Is that the shop you got it from?”

“Mhm…” Dan Heng nodded, only now getting a clear view of the shop’s brand on the other end of the black cylinder.

“Huh… Never heard of that shop… Much less one that sells magic fleshlights…” Ren assessed the logo, running his thumb over it and scratching at it, as if it would reveal some kind of secret.

“I just stumbled on it by chance, cause it suddenly started raining…”, Dan Heng recounted, turning away from the toy to lay his head on his partner’s shoulder. He couldn’t even remember how it came to be, he just knew he accepted the merchant’s offer, filled out some papers on customisation, left and returned a week later to pick it up.

After a moment of comfortable silence, a thought occurred to him. “… Do you think they make magic dildos too?”

#honkai star rail #blade hsr #hsr blade #dan heng #renheng #hsr fanfic #blade honkai #honkai sr #fanfiction #nsft #⛩️ jays writing

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thatsmzbitchtoyou · 28 days ago

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Lots of Love Part 2 -Oneshot

Word count: 3361

Part 1 Part 3

Valentine’s Day was coming up, and Y/N felt a strange giddiness that she hadn’t felt in years. She and Bucky had been dating for a couple of months at this point, and it was the best relationship she had ever had. He was so loving, kind, patient, and amazing with Lottie, who loved him just as much as he loved her. There was never a day where they didn’t see each other, whether it was Bucky coming over to her place or them going to the Avengers compound. They had graduated from hugs and holding hands to kisses and cuddles, and Y/N could feel the simmering of sexual tension deep in her gut whenever the kisses became a little more passionate, the heat between them a little more frantic and the touching more insistent.

On the night of Valentine’s Day he came over for dinner, bringing all the ingredients needed. Y/N tried to be helpful but he shooed her away from the kitchen. He played a mix of Valentine’s and love songs as he cooked, letting Lottie help whenever she would run in and hang onto his leg, begging to be a part of the fun. When he was done he decorated the table with Valentine’s plates, glasses and cutlery as well as other corny decor, then plated everything. He cut up Lottie’s food and made sure she ate, making sure Y/N ate her food uninterrupted while it was still hot.

When they finished he cleaned the dishes then helped get Lottie ready for bed, singing her a song and reading her a quick story before she finally fell asleep. When he walked out of her room and shut the door quietly he walked out to the front room where Y/N sat on the couch waiting. “You ready for dessert, doll?” he asked.

“Dessert?” Y/N scoffed. “I don’t know if I have room for dessert after a full course steak dinner.”

He smirked, walking over to the refrigerator. “Are you sure? Not even for…” he opened the door and reached in, then with a flourish pulled out a pastry box. “Your favorite mousse?”

Y/N gasped and quickly got off the couch, running over to Bucky making grabby hands at him. “You got Frankie’s?” she gushed.

Bucky laughed, then held the box out of her reach before she could take it. “Nuh-uh-uh, hold on now,” he said with a playfully chastising tone. “You gotta pay the toll first.”

“The toll?” Y/N scoffed, then at his suggestive expression she rolled her eyes and folded her arms over her chest. “And what would that be?”

“A mind blowing kiss would be a great start,” he teased, putting the dessert behind his back and leaning over to be close to her face.

Y/N narrowed her eyes at him but couldn’t stop the smile creeping across her lips. “Okay fine,” she said, pretending not to want to pay for it. She cupped his face in her hands and pulled him down to kiss him deeply. Bucky quickly reciprocated, his hand not holding the dessert wrapping around her back and holding her close against his body, angling his head to deepen the kiss even further. After a minute of heavy kisses he turned her around and lifted her with his arm up onto the kitchen counter, settling himself between her legs before reluctantly pulling away.

“Good girl,” he praised her, making her blush. “Now you get a treat.” He brought the dessert from behind his back and opened the box, opening the top and using the small spoon included to dip into the mousse and bring it up to her mouth.

“You’re gonna feed it to me?” Y/N laughed.

“Absolutely,” Bucky said, arching an eyebrow at her. “Open up.”

Her blush got even hotter on her face. She wasn’t sure if he understood the innuendos he was spouting off, but she did as she was told and opened her mouth. He smirked and inserted the spoon. She moaned at the taste of the chocolate mousse, perfectly smooth and light. She made an exaggerated rolling of her eyes and he chuckled. “Perfection,” she mumbled. Bucky took a bite for himself then brought another spoonful to her mouth. They finished the mousse too quickly for her liking, but he handed her the spoon when they were finished and she licked off as much of it as possible. He watched her, licking his own lips as she pulled it out of her mouth then set it aside back into the box by the sink.

They stared at each other for a long moment, his hands moving to knead her thighs as her hands slid up his arms and around his neck. “Do you wanna stay the night?” she whispered, her fingers scratching at his scalp at the nape of his neck.

He shivered at the sensation and leaned his forehead against hers. “Are you sure?” he asked. “I don’t want you to feel like just because it’s Valentine’s day–”

“That’s not why,” Y/N shook her head, nuzzling his nose with hers. “I trust you. I want you. And I’m pretty sure you want me,” she teased. He scoffed, nuzzling her back. “I haven’t exactly been very forthcoming with you, Buck,” she said, biting her lip worriedly. “I haven’t done this, in years, since before Lottie was born. Her dad…he…” Bucky’s grip on her hips tightened reassuringly, grounding her back to the moment. “He lied,” she sighed. “Took the condom off without me realizing during sex. By the time I found out I was pregnant, it was too late to do anything about it and he was long gone.” Bucky’s jaw ticked, his frown deepening at this newfound information. “I don’t regret her, but I just need you to understand that I’m…I want this, but I’m afraid–”

“I’m so sorry,” he said, hugging her. “Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me. We don’t have to do anything, doll. I’d love just to sleep next to you, if that’s what you want. I’d love to make love to you, if that’s what you want. I want whatever you want,” he said, kissing her all over her face.

She pulled his face back so she could kiss his lips tenderly. “I want you,” she whispered. “I want this. Please?”

Bucky gave her a soft smile. “You don’t gotta beg me, doll,” he said lowly. “I’m all yours to do whatever you want with.”

Y/N smirked. “Whatever I want?” she asked mischievously.

Bucky hummed and nodded. “Whatever you want,” he replied. “But we’re gonna need to be quiet. She’s sleeping.” Y/N sighed, remembering Lottie was right next to her room. Bucky chuckled at her frustration. “It’s okay, doll. Staying quiet can be half the fun,” he murmured, grazing his lips over hers but narrowly missing them on purpose.

Y/N whined deep in her throat, and his brow furrowed, a look that screamed desire on his face. “Take me to bed,” she whispered.

Bucky nodded then kissed her hard, gripping under her thighs and lifting her off the counter. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, kissing him back as fervently as he was kissing her. He walked them both back down the hall to her room, quietly closing the door and then taking her to her bed and laying her on it gently. He climbed over her, continuing to kiss her as his hands gripped her hips, then slowly felt up her sides, his fingers dipping underneath her shirt and leaving a tingling sensation over her stomach. She shivered at the metal against her skin, loving the way it made her that much more aware of where and how he was touching her. His hands stopped once they reached the bottom of her bra.

She nodded against his mouth, her hands reaching for the bottom of her shirt and breaking the kiss to pull it off of herself. Bucky helped her undo her bra and slip it off her shoulders, then stared at her naked torso. “My god, doll,” he breathed. “So pretty. Can I?” he asked, his hands inching closer to her breasts.

“Yes,” Y/N said. Bucky’s hands engulfed her breasts, massaging them in his palms and then flicking her nipples with his thumbs. She bit back a moan as he pushed her breasts together then dipped his head down and buried his face in between them, kissing, licking and sucking at them, giving each of her nipples ample attention. His hips jerked forward involuntarily, and he quietly moaned against her skin.

“Fuck, I can’t…I can’t help it, doll,” he mumbled, his hips dry humping into her core repeatedly.

“Feels good,” she reassured him, her hips slightly rolling with him, feeling the outline of his cock against her pants. “Goddamn, Buck.” She reached down and started pulling at his shirt, and he quickly shrugged it off, laying his naked chest across hers as he continued humping her. The feeling of her nipples against his skin heightened was making her shiver again, and her fingers felt down his stomach to the top of his pants, fumbling with the button and the zipper until she could push them down. She helped him free himself from his pants, and he kicked them and his underwear off before slotting back between her legs, his cock pushing against her leggings. Y/N looked down between them just as he did, admiring his cock as it stood hard and already leaking on her pants. “Such a pretty cock, baby,” she said, and slipped a hand down to touch him.

As her fingers wrapped around him, stroking the head of his cock as he rutted against her, Bucky’s hips stuttered in their pace and he choked back a loud groan. “Holy shit, Y/N,” he grunted. “Can I…do you have protection?” he asked, shutting his eyes tight as he breathed deeply.

“Yes,” she breathed.

“So we don’t need anything else?” he asked, opening his eyes to look at her to make sure. “Can I c-cum inside you?”

“Yes,” Y/N nodded. “Please.”

He shuddered above her, like the desire pulsed up his spine. “Fuck,” he moaned. He pulled away and reached for her pants, pulling them and her underwear down and off her legs, throwing them off to the side. His hands immediately went to her thighs, feeling up her legs until his thumbs rubbed the crease between her pussy and her legs, making her hips slightly shake in anticipation. “Such a pretty pussy, doll,” he hummed. “Jesus, you’re already soaked,” he said in surprise, his flesh fingers reaching down and slipping in between her pussy lips, feeling her arousal. “I wanna taste you, but…I gotta feel you. Is that okay?”

“I’m ready,” Y/N said, her hands feeling up his chest and pulling at his shoulders to bring him closer. Her legs widened more as she hooked her ankles behind his ass and pulled his hips forward. “Please, Buck, I need it.”

“You’re throbbing, doll,” Bucky mused, staring at her pussy. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you.” He gripped his cock in his flesh hand, stroking himself a few times before guiding the tip toward her pussy. Instead of entering her he rubbed his tip against her clit. The pleasure shot through her abdomen, and she groaned loudly. His metal hand suddenly clamped over her mouth, and they both froze, staying still so they could hear. After a few moments of silence Bucky huffed out a laugh and shook his head disapprovingly at her. “Doll, if you can’t keep quiet, we can’t have fun,” he chastised her.

He slowly removed his metal hand and she put her own hand over her mouth as he rubbed her clit more, the head of his cock flicking across it just right. Y/N could feel herself getting more wet by the second, her one hand over her mouth and the other gripping the bed comforter for dear life. Bucky watched her intently, his mouth agape and his brow upturned as her hips grinded against his cock as best as she could. Right as she was about to tip over the edge Bucky slapped her clit with his cock. Y/N shrieked against her hand, her head wrenching back against the bed as she came, her cum coating his cock and the bed as she shook uncontrollably. She heard Bucky’s gasp and could feel his cock rubbing between her lips as she kept cumming.

“That a girl, Y/N, holy fuck,” he moaned quietly. “You look beautiful when you cum, doll. So fucking hot.” Y/N panted against her hand, trying to get her bearings from how hard she had cum, and he wasn’t even inside her yet. Bucky tilted her head back straight and he leaned down and kissed her. “You ready?” he whispered. She nodded frantically. “Just so you know, once we start, it’s gonna be really hard for me to stop,” he warned. “But if you need me to, just say so, okay?” She nodded again, smiling adoringly at him and how much he was making sure it was all at her pace and comfort level. “Okay,” he nodded back to her, then kissed her again before pulling back and watching himself as he aimed toward her entrance, then started to thrust in.

Y/N bit her lip to stop herself from crying out, but another whine from her throat bubbled up as he pushed inside her. Bucky wasn’t huge, but still larger than what she had ever had before, and the stretch was proving to be life altering, ruining her for any other man. He filled her so perfectly, the veins of his cock dragging along her inner walls at an agonizing pace. Once he bottomed out she let out a long stream of air that she hadn’t realized she was holding, her fingers gripping his biceps. “Oh my god,” she moaned. “Bucky…baby…”

Bucky nearly fell onto his elbows above her, his head hanging low on her chest. “Hold still, doll, fuck,” he mumbled against her sternum, his panting breaths warming her skin. “Shit, you feel so goddamn good…how do you feel this good?”

Y/N giggled, trying to even out her breathing. Her hands smoothed up and down his back then she tangled her fingers into his hair, gently scratching at his scalp. “I should be asking you the same thing,” she said.

He chuckled, and she could feel his smile as he nuzzled up to her neck. He kissed and licked at her collarbone and slowly retracted his hips, then thrust back into her. Y/N’s mouth dropped open in a silent moan, her arms tightening around him. The fact that they had to be quiet, while being so close to each other and basically breathing each other’s air, was making the entire experience even more intimate and special. Y/N watched Bucky’s face contort in pleasure as he fucked her slow and gentle, biting his lip and holding his breath repeatedly so he wouldn’t moan out loud. She took pride in knowing that she was affecting him as much as he was affecting her. His hands were soft but firm and insistent as they felt her everywhere, his gaze almost reverent as he watched her body’s reactions to what he was doing, smiling when he got a muffled whimper or moan from her.

Bucky’s hips snapped harder into her and she gasped. “You like it hard, doll?” he teased, nibbling her earlobe. She nodded and he hummed. “We’re gonna need to get some babysitting one day so I can give it to you hard, and you can make all the noise you want,” he breathed, his beard scratching at her neck and cheek as he nuzzled his face against her. “Do you think you can take it hard and be quiet?”

Y/N shook her head and whimpered. “Ah, yes you can, Y/N,” he said in a teasing, mischievous tone. “‘Cause you're such a good girl, aren’t you?” She nodded frantically, gritting her teeth as his hips moved marginally harder and faster into her. “Gonna take my cock hard and fast, and be real quiet for me, aren’t you?” he asked like it was the simplest thing in the world. She nodded again, her hands traveling down his back to his ass, her nails digging into his ass cheeks and making him push even further into her. “Yeah, you like that. Look at you tryna get me as deep as possible. God, I love you.”

She gasped at his confession. Bucky didn’t stop, too entranced by the feeling of her pussy to be embarrassed or distracted from his goal. His metal hand slipped between them and started circling her clit with his thumb, making her shiver violently at the stimulation. She stared up at him, thinking back on the last couple of months and how wonderful he had been. She remembered Wanda’s words from months before: “Let yourself love and be loved…life is too short, and yet also so long, to not love and love hard. The hurst only proves that your heart was big enough to let love in and enjoy it to its fullest.”

Y/N loved Bucky. She probably loved him from the moment he had picked up Lottie at the mall and made sure she was okay and entertained her with his metal hand. As scary as it was to open herself up to it again, she didn’t feel like he would ever hurt her. She deserved love. He deserved love.

“I love you,” she whispered.

Bucky’s hips stuttered in their pace, his eyes snapping up to look at her. He watched her for a moment before sighing. “Do you mean it?” he asked quietly. “You don’t have to say it just because I did.”

“I love you, Bucky,” Y/N said it louder, more firmly, raising her head to rest her forehead against his. “I love you.”

His lips broke out into a blinding smile and he kissed her again. “I love you,” he repeated. “Fuck, I love you, doll. Love you. My Y/N. My good girl.” His hips went back to their previous pace, and he kept his forehead pressed against hers, staring into her eyes as his metal thumb returned to its previous position, rubbing and flicking at her clit. “Cum with me, doll.”

She nodded, her hands moving to cup his face as she stared back at him, her breathing becoming more erratic by the second. “Buck…baby…I’m cumming!” she squeaked, then she finally tipped over the ledge of pleasure and came hard on his cock. Bucky kissed her hard, muffling her loud moan as her body shook under him. A few pumps of his hips later and he broke the kiss, scrunching his face with effort.

“Fuck, I’m gonna, I can’t…can I bite your shoulder?” he huffed. Y/N pulled his face down to the crook of her neck. “Thank you,” he grunted, then bit into her shoulder as he finished, muffling his own groan while his hips fucked his cum deep into her over and over again, his own shiver running down his spine. His bite made her pussy flutter around him again, the mix of pain and pleasure bringing a strange euphoria in her core.

When it was all over they both continued to hold each other, not willing to let the moment pass yet. Bucky gradually relaxed his jaw on her skin, licking and kissing the indents his blunt teeth made on her neck before he pulled away and looked at her. Y/N sighed heavily as she gazed up at him, a small smile lighting her face. He looked properly worn out, which was quite a feat for a super soldier, his eyes soft and his own sweet smile mirroring hers. He leaned down and nuzzled her nose, kissing her lightly before pulling away again.

“Thank you, doll, for trusting me,” he whispered. “I love you.”

“I love you,” Y/N whispered.

A small knock at the bedroom door made them both freeze. “Mama?!”

#marvel #bucky barnes #smut #bucky barnes x reader #ask #request #anon ask #oneshot #bucky barnes oneshot #part 2

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astrocafecoffee · 8 months ago

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Asteroid observations☄️

Part 01

✨For entertainment purposes only, enjoy ✨

🧙 Cybele (65) in 1st house in natal chart : potential success in careers related to agriculture, environmental conservation, nurturing or sustain the world.

🧙 Hygiea (10) asteroid in 5th house of natal chart : 5th house governs creativity, self expression etc. When this asteroid is in your 5th house it suggests that theme related to health and wellness may play a significant role in your career path.

🧙 Orpheus (3361) asteroid in 1st house synastry: strong artistic and creative connected between both of you. Also indicate shared interest in exploring spirituality together.

🧙 Osiris(1923) asteroid conjunct juno in synastry: there is deep sense of commitment and partnership in this relationship and a strong desire to create a family together.

🧙 Hestia(46) conjunct juno in composite chart: both partner may find comfort in each other presence, a safe place where both partner can be themselves fully and authentically.

🧙 Thalia(23) asteroid in 11th house of juno persona chart: your fs maybe actively involved in group activities, social cause, or community organization. They are outgoing, sociable, and well connected with their respective community.

🧙 Apollo asteroid in 7th house of juno persona chart : your fs may possess artistic talent, creativity or involved in the artistic career.

🧙 Fama in 7th house of juno persona chart: your fs maybe famous/ have public recognition. They have wide network of friends. Others drawn to their magnetic personality, very successful in their respective field.

🧙 Union (1585) asteroid in 1st house of groom persona chart: you may meet your fs through social events, through mutual friends, through work or collaborative projects.

🧙 Astarte(672) in 7th house synastry: romantic connection occurred. Both individual deeply connected to each other happiness and well being. Indication of long term relationship.

🧙 Cupido (763) asteroid in 1st house of composite chart: indicator of soulmates. Destined to be together.

🧙 Juno(3) conjunct sun in Libra in composite chart: marriage indicator. Relationship maybe in the public eye.

Thank you ❤️

Stay tuned 😽🥳 lovelies.

#synastry aspects #astro placements #astro community #astro observations #astro notes #astrology #composite #composite chart #juno persona chart #juno astrology

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junkdrawerfics · 2 years ago

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Broken Pieces Put Back Together

Jasper Whitlock X Reader

Summary: You get turned by Maria a short time after Jasper. Life in the coven is not what you expect though, as Maria quickly realizes you have a useful ability and you end up outliving the other newborns. At least you have Jasper, though. Until you don't.

Word Count: 3361

Warning: Depression, a short bit of suicidal thoughts, canonical violence. It gets rough in the middle y'all.

Lots of hurt but it has a happy ending, I promise.

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You and Jasper were close to fast friends when you were forced to join Maria’s army. At first, you were terrified of the blond and his scar-ridden skin. Word reached you quickly of all he’d done, the countless lives he’d taken. How could you not be scared?

But then one night you found him on his own, standing outside the abandoned barn you called home, looking up at the stars with such a broken expression. That night, something drew you to his side. The urge to comfort, the need to ease his pain, was the first feeling to overcome the overwhelming sense of bloodlust constantly burning in your throat.

Not a single word was spoken that night. You didn’t know what to say, not to this man who had lived through so much more than you, and he didn’t offer anything in return. You both just stood there, still as statues, looking up at the stars.

That night you learned that Jasper Whitlock is not all that he appears to be.

It’s also the night Maria learned of your ability, and decided you might be of more value than she originally thought. You hadn’t even realized you were doing anything. In that moment, all you wanted was to keep him safe, hide him for just a little bit so he could breathe. And apparently you had done just that. You both disappeared, from everyone’s perception at least.

And so you lived. Outlived.

Your new reality was much crueler than you thought it could be. You realized that when your friend, a young girl changed the day after you, was deemed no longer useful.

That night, Jasper was the one who came to you.

“(Y/n).”

You don’t look away from the sky, the bleeding colors of the sunset dull in comparison to the flashing colors of fire behind your eyes. You can smell the smoke clinging to his clothes as he gets closer. It burns your nose, makes your chest ache as a fresh wave of pain sweeps through you.

“It was you, wasn’t it?” You ask quietly, voice like a broken set of bells.

Jasper sets his jaw, looking down at his hands. He nods slowly, an unfamiliar lump forming in his throat. He’s never felt guilty for following orders, he always thought it was for the best, that Maria knew better than the rest of them.

But then you look at him, your eyes swimming with tragedy, and it makes something inside of him ache. There’s no anger, no hatred, like he expected, just an ocean of grief.

It clogs your throat, burns behind your eyes, leaves you shaking. You rest on the edge of tears, suffocating in that horrible, sinking feeling, but always unable to cry. And you hate it. You hate it. You hate it. It’s like walking a tightrope, always off balance, yet never falling.

But you shatter when a hand rests gently on your shoulder.

A dry, ugly sob breaks past your lips as you turn into Jasper’s body. He curls his arms around you wordlessly, wishing he could hold all your pieces together. And even though his hands are the ones that did it, even though you know he’ll have to do it again and again and again, you can’t help but soak up every ounce of comfort from his rare embrace.

Slowly the sadness lifts, until it's bearable, not crushing you but not completely gone. His ability. Usually you’d scold him, tell him your emotions are yours for a reason, but right now all you can do is hold onto him tighter.

He’s all you have left, now.

Something changed after that night. You and Jasper got even closer. He protected you and was your rock when Maria turned your ability into a weapon. And on nights when she would go hunting alone, the two of you would perch on the roof of the barn and just look at the stars, talking about anything and everything.

You loved hearing stories of his human life. He would tell you about his time in the army, about the pressure he faced to join when he got old enough. His family didn’t have much, especially after the war started. You could tell he loved them, just by the soft smile he would get any time he talked about them.

You would take turns sharing stories. You told him about your siblings and their mischievous games. You were the oldest, so it often rested on you to watch over them, which usually ended with you covering up their shenanigans. You loved it though, taking care of them, teaching them.

That urge was still somewhere deep inside you, a motherly instinct you can’t quite shake. It made it all the more difficult to distance yourself from the fresh newborns in the coven. Before, you would take them in, calm them down, make sure they had something to drink to ease the pain of their thirst.

You couldn’t experience that again, though. That loss. So you kept your distance, spending most of your time with Jasper anyways. The man’s threatening aura kept most of them away.

Except one.

A newborn, a little too confident, a little too high on his new strength, decided he just couldn’t leave you alone. For the most part, you ignored him. In your human life, you dealt with more than enough unwanted attention, so you thought you were used to it. He was as stubborn as he was arrogant though.

Until Jasper nearly killed him for making a move on you (a little too aggressively).

Luckily Maria wasn’t there for that.

“Are you alright?” Jasper ushers you outside, red eyes frantically scanning over you, as if you could be battered and bruised.

“I’m fine, Jas,” you breathe, brushing the dust from your pants, “I’m more worried about that guy you just ripped the arm off of.”

“I should’ve killed him for touchin’ you.”

You glance at him, amusement quickly replacing the mild panic that filled you the moment that man laid his hands on you, “You know you wouldn’t. Maria would get angry if you did that.”

Jasper’s lips draw into a thin line. It shouldn’t matter. You’re the only one who treats him like he’s still human, his only friend. He wants to say that he will always protect you, even if he has to fight Maria herself. But the words don’t come. Deep down, a part of him knows they aren’t true, and that leaves behind a bitter taste in his mouth.

“Don’t look like that.” He blinks when you touch his cheek, your fingers soft and light, unlike Maria’s. You smile at him, just as gently, voice resigned, “I know how you think, Jasper Hale. You’re a loyal man, and that’s okay. You don’t have to explain yourself to me.”

As you say it, a sadness wraps around you, one that Jasper doesn’t understand. It doesn’t match your smile, or the soft creasing of your eyes as you look up at him. Why does it make you so sad?

You don’t let the feeling linger though, reigning it in the moment you notice the slight furrow of his brow he sometimes gets when he is trying to focus on your emotions. You don’t need him figuring out why. Why his loyalty to Maria makes your chest ache so painfully.

Falling in love with Jasper Hale was as easy as breathing, which says something considering you don’t even need to. Behind the tough, military face of his, was a man who was charismatic and gentle, who liked to laugh and remembered the name of every horse he’d ever ridden.

He was loyal to a fault.

That’s why he could not see Maria’s true nature for the longest time. It became clear to you rather quickly once you got closer with Jasper. Close enough that she took notice. Close enough that she decided to do something about it.

It started with small things.

Whenever you would go to talk to Jasper, she would call him over for something unimportant.

She started sending you on little tasks, just to keep you out of the barn.

Even on the days she would go hunting, the days you looked forward to most because you and Jasper could be completely alone, she started taking Jasper with her.

And each time, she would give you one of those vicious smiles. Like she won. It did not take long to realize it was all on purpose. In her own way, she was telling you loud and clear that she wanted you nowhere near Jasper and anytime you tried, she’d be there to show you just how little you mattered.

What hurt most, though, was how Jasper always listened to her. Every time, he would follow after her like a good soldier, casting you a guilty look over his shoulder. You didn’t blame him though. You couldn’t. Not when you knew the alternative.

So you got used to being alone for the first time in your life. The sadness, the one that Jasper kept at bay all that time, slowly crept back in, filling every nook and cranny of your being. Day after day, it got harder to stay, to listen to Maria’s direction. Even when you did listen, she treated you like a pest, contempt burning in her eyes.

You couldn’t bring yourself to leave though. The thought alone made your heart ache, because that would mean leaving Jasper. No amount of distance could dampen those feelings that came so quickly. They were branded in your heart, a part of you now and probably forever. A simple look from him and you would resign yourself all over again to stay.

Even if it got you killed.

Some days were too hard though, watching him follow on Maria’s heel, doing all she asked. It had been months since you talked, actually talked. Months since you heard him laugh or felt the comfort of his touch, no matter how small it was. And it hurt.

The pain made it hard to drink. You’d go weeks without blood, finding the burn of the hunger was better than the empty feeling in your chest. It made you weak, your skin turning almost translucent, the circles under your eyes growing darker and darker.

Jasper hated it. He had to watch as you fell into depression, your emotions like a dark cloud around you, so strong even the newborns walked on eggshells around you. He hated it, yet he could never do anything about it.

He wasn’t as oblivious as you thought him to be. He was aware of Maria’s resentment towards you. Jasper knew that if he showed his concern, even an inkling of it, she would lash out at you. At least by her side, he could temper her emotions and protect you.

His efforts could only go so far, though.

As you grew weaker, your ability weakened as well. And Maria noticed.

You wanted her to notice.

Leaving wasn’t an option, but the pain of staying was becoming too much for you to bear. Death seemed like the only way out of this eternally lonely existence. You just hoped Jasper wouldn’t have to be the one to do it.

Maria never liked the easy way, though. Loyalty must be proven.

You felt it as soon as you stepped foot outside the barn one night. The air was warm and dark clouds covered the sky, blocking out any light. Something sank in your gut and you just knew.

If you were going to die, you were at least going to die somewhere you could be surrounded by good memories. So you trekked to the hill where you first stood with Jasper, the one where you spent many nights watching the stars, and that’s exactly where he found you.

You perch yourself on a rock, watching as lightning flashes in the clouds. The air is heavy with static, but not a single drop of rain falls. It’s like the world can’t decide how it feels, a mess of storms not ready to break, but needing to, the tension rising and rising. Until something gives.

You hear Jasper before you see him. His steps are uncharacteristically heavy, the brush whispering as he walks through it. The air grows impossibly heavier when he comes to an abrupt stop just feet away from you.

It’ll be quick, you think. You hardly have the strength to keep yourself upright, the burning in your throat like hot coals. With what energy you have left, you keep your chin up and slowly turn your gaze away from the clouds to the man behind you.

And you smile. Because it’s Jasper. Your Jasper. Looking just as broken as the first night you stood by him.

Jasper’s knees practically buckle when you look at him, a wave of fondness warming the air around you. How can you still feel such a thing for him? After all he has done. You must know why he’s here. He doesn’t deserve it, he doesn’t deserve the trust in your eyes.

“Don’t look like that,” you murmur, smile going sad. You can’t stand the guilt twisting those features you love so much.

Jasper shakes his head, teeth gritting together so hard, his jaw creaks. He doesn’t want this. He can’t. Not with you looking at him like he’s hung the moon. No fear, no hatred. You should despise him.

“It’s not your fault,” you whisper, as if hearing his thoughts.

“Darlin’-”

He chokes on all the words he wants to say, everything he’s been waiting to say. How he wishes you could see the ocean, like you’ve always wanted. How he wants to be right there with you, just to see the way your eyes light up. How his eternal life finally seemed to have meaning when he met you.

“It’s okay, Jasper. I’m okay.” You reach for him, wanting nothing more than to just take his distress away. That’s all you’ve ever wanted. He gives in, allows you to take his hand, pull him closer. For you, he convinces himself, despite the selfish comfort he finds in your touch. “I know it’s not your decision. This has nothing to do with you,” you hesitate, squeezing his hands softly with a sad smile, “but I’m glad I got to talk to you one last time, at least. It’s not so scary if it’s you.”

“Stop.” His voice cracks like thunder, desperation bleeding into his eyes.

But there’s one last thing you need to say.

“I love you.”

Your eyes drift shut and you tilt your face back to the sky.

A drop of rain traces down your cheek.

Now you’re ready.

“I can’t.”

What?

You peek your eyes open, looking on in shock as Jasper kneels in front of you, face set in the most determined look you’ve ever seen. What’s happening?

“I can’t hurt you. I won’t,” he declares, red eyes set on you without a hint of hesitation.

You gape at him, head suddenly spinning, “But Maria-”

“I won’t let her hurt you either.”

“But Jasper- How- What-”

“Run away with me.”

You blink. And blink. And blink. If you had a working heart, it would be beating out of your chest at this point. Has he lost his mind?

“We’ll go to the States, to the ocean just like you want, leave all this behind.” The words spill out of him, the dam finally broken. Each word makes your eyes go wider, the sadness receding as hope sparks in your chest. “Please, darlin’. Give me a chance to make you happy.”

“Oh, Jasper.” You touch his face, drawing him just close enough to press a kiss to his forehead. Jasper’s eyes flicker shut, your love washing over him like the rain. Your next words seal the rest of your eternity, “You’ve always made me happy. We can go anywhere. As long as I’m with you, I’ll be the happiest woman in the world.”

And for the first time in forever, that smile slants over his lips, bright and warm and gorgeous.

You missed that smile so much.

That night, the two of you disappeared into the storm. You don’t know if Maria ever searched for you. If she did, she never found you.

Jasper kept his word. As soon as you crossed the border, you traveled to the west coast. You saw the ocean, which was more than you ever expected it to be, and that’s where you stayed for a while. Until you met the Cullens, at least.

You were nervous at first. Large covens were rare outside of the armies, so you didn’t trust them at first. There was no way you’d do that ever again. But you missed having a family, and looking at them, you couldn’t help but want for what they seemed to have.

“What do you think, Jas?” You ask your mate as you curl into his side.

He wraps an arm around you, lips pressing against your forehead softly, “Whatever you want, darlin’. They’re intentions seem honorable.”

“Would you be okay going vegetarian, though?” You love the idea. It’s always bothered you, having to kill innocent humans. Even feeding from the bad ones leaves a bad taste in your mouth.

“I’ll manage,” Jasper chuckles, eyes creasing.

“And the moving around?”

“We already do that, sugar.”

“Oh yah.” The Cullens move around far less than you, actually. You can’t believe they can stay in the same place for months, years even. The thought fills you with anticipation. Maybe you could finally settle down and have a normal life with Jasper.

“Maybe we could get a dog,” you hum, a slow smile spreading across your lips.

Jasper snorts, drawing you closer to press a kiss to your temple. You glance up at him, eyes bright with unrestrained excitement. And just like that, it’s decided.

“Let’s join them.”

“Alright! Oh! We could call him Cowboy! Can you imagine it? Cowboy the dog. It’d be perfect.”

“Anythin’ you want, darlin’.”

And that’s how you ended up with the Cullens.

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“...wow.”

You grin at Bella, “I know, it’s a lot. But it all worked out for the best! I can’t imagine my life any different.”

“And I can’t imagine my life without you.” Your smile goes even wider when a familiar pair of arms wrap around your waist from behind.

You look over your shoulder at your mate, eyes practically lighting up with affection, “Good, cause you’d be hard pressed to get rid of me at this point.”

Bella watches the small interaction, surprised to see the blond vampire without his usual stoic facade. He’s like a completely different person, practically melting into your touch, and smiling. Actually smiling. And you look just as lovestruck.

“You guys make a cute couple,” she says, feeling a bit awkward when you turn your gaze back to her.

“Thanks Bells. You and Eddie make just as cute of one. I can’t wait to go to your wedding.”

The brunette flushes what must be the darkest shade of red possible, successfully mimicking a cherry. She shuffles away with some muttered excuse, and you can’t hold back a giggle.

“You’re evil, darlin’,” Jasper murmurs, shaking his head.

You flip around in his hold, arms wrapping around his neck, “What! You know it’s going to happen. Edward’s completely smitten with that girl.”

“Still doesn’t mean you have to torture the poor thing,” he chastises, though he can’t hide the mirth in his tone.

“Fine. I guess I can take it easy on her,” you sigh dramatically, earning another chuckle from your mate.

“That’s my girl.”

You tuck yourself into his chest, hiding a truly ecstatic smile in his jacket. To this day, you still can’t believe that this is your life.

You really wouldn’t change anything about it. Not the bad things, not the start, none of it. You like to think your love is stronger because of it. And it will only continue to grow stronger every day for the rest of your eternity together.

You can’t wait to see where the two of you go.

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This was not meant to get so edgy, but here we are. I never really know what I'm writing until it's finished.

Anyways! I hope you guys enjoyed the angst, hurt and comfort! A really fluffy fic will be coming next, and I am SO excited about it.

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Hello💞 could you please make a post about placements that indicate experiences with paranormal stuff? Or transits that indicate this happening? (For ref i got 12h in sag and ruler of 12th ,Jupiter, is exactly trining Neptune + Neptune is exactly sextiling my nn+ i have a pisces moon+ 8th h stellium)

mediums and magnets for the paranormal in astrology

i'm going to work off of what i already have posted (no asteroids discussed after this post will be included or added after the fact). i would like to also state that NO TWO CHARTS ARE THE SAME. what i am about to list out does not mean you will for sure need these exact things (or all of these things) to be have experienced a paranormal phenomena (it could have to do with transits or even the synastry between you and the spirit for all we know). if you don't understand my thought process feel free to comment with questions!

scorpio (8°, 20°) sun or rising: scorpio is associated with the occult, mysteries, and transformation. individuals with strong scorpio placements like these where it is core to how they are energetically seen in the world may be more drawn to or attracted experiences with paranormal phenomenas.

scorpio (8°, 20°) anubis (1912), 8h anubis (1912), and/or anubis (1912) aspecting pluto: god of mummification and the afterlife, he does not communicate directly with spirits, but oversees the process of death and ensures that the dead are properly prepared for their journey into the next world. he acts as a bridge between the living and the dead, playing a crucial role in the transition of souls.

scorpio (8°, 20°) hermes (69230) and/or hermes (69230) aspecting mercury: he was responsible for guiding souls to the underworld. he acts as a messenger between the gods and mortals, crossing the boundary between worlds with ease. hermes served as a divine medium, facilitating communication between the living, the dead, and the divine.

scorpio (8°, 20°) hekate (100), 8h or 12h hekate (100), and/or hekate (100) aspecting pluto: often associated with the spirit world and mediumship. she is believed to have the ability to communicate with spirits and guide souls between the realms of the living and the dead.

scorpio (8°, 20°), capricorn (10°, 22°), or pisces (12°, 24°) orpheus (3361), 8h orpheus (3361), and/or orpheus (3361) aspecting mercury and/or pluto: he descended into the underworld to retrieve his wife after her death. orpheus crosses the boundary between life and death to communicate with the spirits of the dead.

capricorn (10°, 22°) personal placements: its like they are magnets for spirits; i feel like it has to do with their relation to saturn - sometimes the boundaries between this realm and another is thinner for them and/or their energy just attracts spirits in need.

pisces (12°, 24°) moon or rising: pisces is highly sensitive and spiritually attuned, so having personal placements like the moon or ascendant in pisces can indicate being viewed as receptive to otherworldly experiences.

pisces (12°, 24°) pythia (432) and/or pythia (432) aspecting mercury and/or neptune: gifted with divine communication. pythia was one of the most famous examples of mediumship in mythology.

moon-pluto aspects: tend to indicate a deep connection to the unconscious, potentially leading to encounters with intense, transformative experiences, including paranormal activity (its like a horror movie placement where you are so shocked that you question having seen anything in the first place).

neptune aspecting the moon and/or mercury: these people can have enhance psychic abilities and can communicate with the spirit realm.

neptune dominance: this planet rules dreams, illusions, and, the star of this show, spirituality.

strong neptune placements like 1h/8h/12h or aspects made to neptune, especially to the moon, could enhance intuition and psychic experiences.

1h, 4h, 8h, or 12h pluto: this is a planet linked to the underworld, death, and rebirth, and is often associated with transformative or supernatural experiences. it can suggest personal encounters with the unknown.

7h pisces (12°, 24°): these people tend to walk hand in hand with spirit. they can be strong mediums.

8h/12h placements: 8h governs death, transformation, and the occult. 12h is the house that rules the unseen, the subconscious, and hidden aspects of life.

especially placements like the moon, neptune, and/or pluto, can indicate a connection to the paranormal or spiritual realms and often suggest a natural inclination towards paranormal experiences.

8h or 12h uranus: uranus is linked to sudden insights and unconventional experiences. in these houses, which are tied to death, the unconscious, and the mystical having a psychic encounter is likely.

8h or 12h neptune: these people are generally more attuned to the spirit world.

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