#Affinity Aligned

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Brandy and Thomas concept Art

I've been making a lot of illustrations and concept art for Affinity Aligned. Such as making a banner for this blog, more Polaroid photo drawings of characters in new designs, a comic cover and of course illustrations that show character development.

I made some concept art of Brandy and Thomas to show character growth between the characters for FNAF Affinity Aligned. This was sneak peeked onto @red-radiant-official blog with one of his posts not too long ago for a meme idea on the first image made between the characters in their youth.

Unedited version:

The inclusion of Thomas was announced awhile back when the blog didn't have an official remake title.

Red Radiant and I both talked about self-inserting himself into Affinity when I discussed cameos in a potential comic or light novel for the series. That resulted in me choosing to have Thomas become this character to be a part of the series as we develop his own story and how he'd be someone to grow with amongst everyone else in this new depiction of the Affinity storyline.

Now of course, I had to make illustrations to show off concepts for the pairing of these characters because I want viewers to get a glimpse of a few things on what's to come with looking at character designs and visual story telling.

Also I made it to diss Kevonica because she complained about a fanfiction over character pairing by just judging a book by its cover because "it's not canon".

Anyways, enjoy these art pieces and stay tuned for more updates!

[red-radiant-official]

Thomas is explaining Transformers lore to Brandy yes this involves FNAF Affinity Aligned and the full image will be uploaded to @affinityaligned eventually! when it's finished!

[shinjukuspiritcommittee]

Like Zoinks, reader.

Everyone in the Summoners (according to the wiki) when surprised

[minerwarfare-suzuya]

So-

I did say that I will be mostly focusing on my second blog and I am! Currently it's undergoing a makeover at the moment!

But

I've recently given it a name changed for the Blog's title but I also made a change in the username. So, for now you'll find the blog under the username as @affinityaligned when you search for it.

[mortporter]

The Lady of the Vortex beckons!

[kresnikcest]

i actually do like bisley i just don't think i like him the way the game wants me to like him...

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[orangetintedglasses]

( the keyblade is white when Nai calls it and black when Vash calls it )

[rmstitanics]

* GENERAL OBSERVATIONS

CANCER MOONS and 4H MOONS might enjoy media with the found family trope.

Those that have an 8H STELLIUM, PISCES MOON, 12H STELLIUM, or SCORPIO URANUS would make great divination witches, tarot readers, astrologers, and / or ghost hunters.

MERCURY OPPOSITE MARS folks have no filter in every sense of the concept. They tend to speak their minds and say the MOST out of pocket things, and also might be prone to swearing like a sailor.

“Taylor Swift only writes music about her exes—” NO. Her entire discography reflect the journey to heal the inner wound of CANCER CHIRON, which is all about feeling unloved and abandoned by others. If you’ve got this placement, you probably relate on a spiritual level to her song “The Prophecy”.

12H STELLIUMS may have had some paranormal experiences in their childhood or early adulthood.

SUN SQUARE URANUS aspects may be prone to a feeling of always being at war with themself — whether spiritually, emotionally, or psychologically. Although they do a good job at hiding this inner conflict, it might still manifest in social interaction by others perceiving them as contradictory due to actions not aligning with words.

AQUARIUS MOONS are natural humanitarians, and would find lifelong emotional + spiritual fulfillment in community service or philanthropy.

I encourage individuals who have NEPTUNE TRINE MERCURY in their chart to try astral projection or lucid dreaming — you’ve got a natural affinity for it!

If you have your SUN PLACEMENT AND CHIRON PLACEMENT IN THE SAME SIGN, your Chiron wound is likely a major and crucial part of your core personality. For example, Abraham Lincoln had his sun sign and chiron sign in Aquarius, indicating that the core wound of always feeling like an outsider in the community was a foundational aspect of his character.

CAPRICORN CHIRONS might enjoy writing or reading historical fiction — especially historical fiction that features characters who others view as “outsiders” achieving succsss in the public eye against all odds.

4H SATURN placements may have chosen or will possibly choose to attend university far away from home in a desperate attempt to break free from strict parents.

SATURN TRINE NEPTUNE aspects make for individuals who care deeply about topics related to social justice and are driven to take action and participate in organizing their communities. They could be involved in social media activism and have accounts dedicated to posting about certain issues, but it is essential for these natives to also take concrete actions locally.

[grandisknight]

dots and dashes | sylus

summary: Sylus gives insight into one of the many languages he's well-versed in.

tags: nsfw (mdni), established relationship, afab!reader, banter, morse code, vibrator, sex toys, orgasm edging, f!orgasm, aftercare/morning after, gift giving, evol abilites (sylus' energy manipulation), a pinch of fluff

wc: 2.6k | ao3 | kinktober in deepspace masterlist

a/n: mildly inspired by one of his older text messages (affinity 37’s text message: deal)! also around his pre-debut, he had morse code in one of the teasers (official weibo post here) and i thought that was pretty neat so here we are ^_^)7

The leader of Onychinus kept a plethora of languages stored away under his sleeve. A man of multiple tongues and talents, you just wanted to know how to say one thing—anything, really. 

Though, you didn’t think he’d take a silly comment in passing so seriously, and it landed you in his personal study the following evening. A rare day where your schedules aligned, Sylus took the opportunity to extend a warm welcome into the N109 Zone under the promise of a ‘lesson.’

Of all the languages, morse code was what he decided to reveal in his cards. A curious choice, to say the least, but it piqued your interest nevertheless. Cozied in one of the cushioned chairs, a beginner’s guide laid flat across the desk with your scribbled notes. Sylus’ chair was tucked to the side in observation, accompanying your lessons as a stand-in teacher of sorts.

Time passed in this way—he would offer a series of taps and drags with his fingers against the surface, and you would write them down. He was patient with you all throughout, solidifying the foundation for the alphabet before switching to small words and phrases.

A question that had been plaguing your mind since you arrived drifted into the air during a self-proclaimed break. “By the way, why do you know morse code?” 

With a hand propping your chin, your gaze takes in his relaxed figure. Comfortably dressed in his light gray sweater, the detailed threads of silver patterns painted him in a softer aura that juxtaposed his usually formidable appearance. Rimless glass coveted the rubied gaze that would occasionally meet yours, though occupied in thought. 

It was distracting, to say the least. A handsome distraction at its finest, though it doesn’t pull away from the message he quietly relayed to you.

A dot, two dashes. A series of dashes, another dot and some more followed.  (.-- / --- / .-. / -.-)

Counting off the units that met the table in muted taps, you answer, “Work?”

“Good ear, sweetie.” Sylus nods, leaning back and adjusting the thin frames balancing atop his nose. “Sometimes, negotiations are better said without words.”

“That’s a thinly veiled way of saying threats, but sure,” you retort. He doesn’t deny your claims, rather letting out a small chuckle in acquiesce. 

Sylus taps your forehead with his forefinger, amusement quirked in his brow. “You’ve seen the kind of talks and people I’ve dealt with. Who knows, you could use this in one of your little undercover missions too.” 

His hands return to nestle in his lap, and it catches your eye then—a faint snap and swirl of black manifested into a box underneath his palm. Perfectly fitted and nearly hidden if it weren’t for the glimmering trim around the edges, and the fluttering crow feather swaying towards the floor.

“Curious, are we?” Sylus voices your thoughts, fingers drumming against the lid. 

Two dashes and a dot, a couple more dots, another dash-dot and lasting dash. (--. / .. / ..-. / -) 

“Gift,” you echo upon realization. 

Your eyes wandered between his lap and the sparkling rubied gaze that honed his presence, reading between the lines. “Don’t tell me it’s another gun? Last time I checked, my Harrier 700 still works well.” 

And the last thing you wanted to deal with was a run-in with customs, if that were the case—he’s already tried his luck before, and you weren’t counting on his luck index to grant a second chance.

“You’ve been taking good care of it, so there’s no need for a replacement,” Sylus says. He leans back, tapping a forefinger to his temple in thought. “I thought it would be nice to get you something for studying so diligently.”

It had your back straightening in attention—now you really had no idea what he could be hiding. Even so, a scowl sketched onto your face, wondering if you’ve walked into a trap. A dry chuckle parts his lips at your clear interest and adamant attempt to maintain a façade all the same.

“Sweetie, it’s all yours.”

“It’s not that simple though, is it?”

“Ah. You know me so well,” he muses. “As vigilant as ever.”

The box finds itself on the desk and his hands reach for your chair. They dance over the armrest before turning your full front towards him—where his cocked head and curled lips asked, “Let’s make a deal. How does that sound?” 

“What’s the catch?” Your heart jumped into your throat, unsure of when the air became so… palpable. Damn him and his ridiculously handsome face, you couldn’t tell if it made this more bearable or stirred your senses further. “I might be willing to wager.”

“Relax, that’s one of the conditions.” His larger fingers swipe over one of yours, which had subconsciously curled into a fist. Gently, he coaxes your hand to open into his, soon neatly slotted and all encompassing with warmth. “You look nervous, and I haven’t done a thing.”

“I know.” Your shoulders relax when his thumb massages yours in a light stroke. “But you haven’t done anything yet,” you clarify.

“Which brings me to my second condition.” He brings it closer to his mouth, eyes never leaving yours when he presses a kiss to your knuckles. “A test, if you will. You pass if you manage to decode my sequence correctly.”

“My sequence,” you pause, catching the tail end of his proposal. “So there’s only one?” 

“Why, do you want a whole pop quiz?” He snickers, a brow raised. “We’ll be stuck here all night if that’s the case.”

“Nevermind,” you shake your head, finding the prospect to be less than charming. One was more than enough to take on your plate.

You purse your lips then and poke in jest. “Are you doubting my academic prowess now?”

“I would’ve dismissed you entirely if I was,” Sylus points out, tugging your hand towards him. 

It jerked you forward unexpectedly, though it seemed he was anticipating this—smooth swirls of red and black tangled around your body, gently placing you atop his expecting lap before softly dispersing. “There’s no doubt in my mind you’re as bright as they come,” he adds in honesty.

“What the—hey, now!” A flush ran across your cheeks at the newfound proximity. 

Hips hovering above him, you nearly fell onto the fine meeting place between his thighs. You save yourself the embarrassment, reaching for the chair’s headrest to steady your shift. He allows you this much, your legs soon bracketing his own and enjoying the sight all the same.

You huffed, “Is this part necessary?”

“Par for the course, actually.” Sylus’ fingers ghost over your sides, before settling atop your thighs and his palms lying flat in a gentle caress. “You can always back out if you’re not game.”

An arrow to your pride dug into your heart at the mere offense. The competitive spirit that once laid dormant jerked into consciousness—absolutely not.  “No, we’re on. Do your worst,” you raise in steadfast confidence. “I can take it.”

“Those are fighting words,” he says. The glint in his eyes was unmistakable, teetering on a fine line of fondness and scheme alike. “But I’ll hold you to it.”

—

So, maybe your confidence could only carry you so far. 

Rather, it tumbled you into a predicament at the cost of your exposed cunt. His free hand lazily dimpled into the plush of your hip, simultaneously careful to keep you steady. No longer a comfortable chill, the study’s air swirled into a concoction of heat and burning salacity in every inhale.

“Sweetie,” Sylus purrs. “You still haven’t answered my question.” 

It wasn’t for a lack of trying. The game of codes was the last thing on your mind when a fine man of caliber was perched beneath you, gracefully stringing you along and allowing you the same right.

Easily thrown out the window, especially so, when all inhibition was lost to his kneaded touches and peppered kisses. The smooth movements that treasured your skin with care, tugging your bottoms down just enough in the process and tenderly appreciating you throughout the heat of the moment. Even his hair stuck out in one direction to the next, unkempt from the field day your tugging fingers reshaped the silver stands into. 

Be that as it may, you still groan, chest rising to catch your breath. Nails drag into planes of his firm shoulder blades, lightly leaving their mark. “It’s because you’re not playing fair, Sy.” If you had a nickel for every time you were close to crashing in his embrace from an impending climax, it would be two. While it’s not an impressive sum, both were earned in the past few minutes alone, under the direction of his cunning smile and newfound toy in hand.

To his kindness, he pulls the rounded head of the vibrator away from your clit—the once muffled hums rang out more clearly, whirring at the highest setting. It glistened to the naked eye, finely coated in a layer of your evident arousal.

“All is fair in love and war,” he says, unphased by the line of bait you failed to reel in. He leans forward to press a kiss into your temple, a sign of affection pairing with a gentle squeeze to your side. “Should I be nice and walk you through one last chance?”

Your hands trace the curves melting into his neck, grazing his nape in forewarning. “Thin ice, Onychinus head.” 

“Alright,” he muses, though reveling at the added pressure that only spurs him further. “No need to get so formal with me.” The vibrator lowers in the same breath to meet your anticipating heat.

“Five letters. Ready?”

Your hips roll forward then, impatience losing its virtue if meant you could finally, finally seek some relief. “Was practically born ready, at this point.” And then, the first rhythm played out in three, gentle presses to where you needed it most. 

Three dots. (...)

This was fine, you could handle this much.

A moment of pause soon sways into the vibrator sliding between skin, returning to the apex of your labia, and dipping once again. 

A dash, added dot, and paired dashes thereafter. (-.--) “Still with me?” Sylus asks, taking in the sight of your eyes screwed in concentration. It was endearing, in some sense of the word, and his gaze lingered on your expression in intrigue.

Though grateful for the concern, you chide when your breath allows it. “Don’t stop, go all the way already.”

To stop halfway tested what little patience there was left in you. You raised your head to find his circles of crimson brimming with a fondness and undivided attention. All for you.

The grin he graces you with carries the same sentiments, newly tinted with mirth. “Whatever the boss wants.” 

The humming returns without warning, and you jerk against the touch, gasping. A press and slide, following upwards once more in double succession. 

Another dot, dash, and two dots in a row. (.-.. )

You were quickly beginning to piece together the puzzle he left you to solve, the audacity of it all.

Before you could admonish such revelations, you bite your tongue when he continues into the next piece. It was fleeting, but memorable—identical presses and a sinister slide, the buzzing toy greeting your entrance in slick abundance. 

Two dots, and a dash. (..- )

“You’re not—” Your eyes grow wide at the newly placed prodding. 

“Getting cold feet? A minute ago you wanted me to go all the way,” Sylus recalls with a click of his tongue. “It would be unlike you to stop right before the finish line, sweetie.”

You squirm against him, sensitive and incredibly aware of the coil threatening to unfurl. He takes notice, hand stilling in consideration.

“You can do it,” he croons, forehead to yours and capturing your fluttering gaze.

“Never said I couldn’t,” you say, a swallow sealing your determination.

Sylus smiles. “Last letter. Let's make it count.” The vibrator slips into your cunt, whirring against your walls in a sense of overwhelming ecstasy. He makes quick work of it all then, three generous thrusts of the wand disappearing almost entirely, save for his firm grip around the base. 

Three final dots. (...)

It marks the end of his charades, and the beginning of your incandescent cries.

You came undone at last, release ebbing as a flurry of sounds shape themselves into your call. “Sylus, Sylus, Sylus.”

“That’s it, ride it out for me. You worked so hard to earn it, after all.” His nose brushes just beneath your jaw, a tender kiss in consolation to soothe your high. 

He relaxes the toy out of your spent heat by the time your trembling thighs subsided, power shutting off and rolling onto the desk’s surface. A brief swirling of black and crimson manifests a small cloth into his hand, gently patting away the stickied outcome before it disperses in the same specks. His fingers rake along your sides, dragging the fabric of your bottoms into their proper place.

“Sylus.” You slump against his shoulder in recovery, bemoaning amidst the moment of calm clarity. “You are unbelievable. The damn answer was your name, of all things.” “And now you know how to call for me in code. Aren’t I generous?” The slight rumble of his chest supports the chuckle he lets out, deepened further when a curl of your fist smacks his shoulder in protest.

Endearment softens his tone as he draws circles into your back, taking the rolling punches. The other tangles his fingers against your temple, smoothing out the sides in thought. “I would say our lesson went well today.”

“One hell of a lesson,” you remark. Your breathing slows for a moment, listening to the drumming heart beneath your ear. His caresses were kind, lulling, attentive. A sense of peace, wholeheartedly yours and Sylus' alone.

Your gaze shifts towards the desk, when another piece of memory, well-decorated in its untouched trim, lies next to the toy. Forgotten, nearly—the gift. “By the way,” you murmur. “What’s in the box?” Whether it was out of laziness and unwilling to move from your warmth or pure convenience, Sylus waves his hand in summoning. Accepting the floating item midair, you were about to peel off the lid when he began to shift under you, interrupting your grand reveal.

“Hold on.”

With practiced ease, Sylus single-handedly cradles you to his chest and adeptly rises from the cushioned seat. No matter how many times he’s pulled it off in the past, it still leaves you breathless as if it were the first time.

You circle an arm around his neck, the other clutching the box with a huff, “I was about to do an unboxing, you know.” 

“I know,” he confirms, and presses another kiss to your temple. “But you’re getting sleepy. Open it after a good night’s rest.”

A swirl of Evol pushes the doors open, his footsteps echoing down the hall and towards his sanctuary. Your mind willed to protest his attempt of procrastination, yet only a yawn pushed past your lips and proved his point.

Curling into his embrace, you faintly mumble into his neck, “I’m wide awake.”

“And the sun shines at midnight,” Sylus deadpans, unimpressed at your performance. “Don’t fight it. If you’re tired, then sleep. I’ll make sure the gift will be there when you wake up.”  “You promise?”

“With my heart,” he says.

It was a simple response, yet the timbre of his words imbued security and affection all the same. As if he meant more than just ensuring your box was safe, swearing to something beyond your greater comprehension. 

One blink lasted longer than the one prior, sweeping the thought and yourself away into soundless sleep. Another time, perhaps.

—

You would find out the following day that he stayed true to his word. In the quiet hums of the morning, a slumbering giant clung to your side, his breathing calm and unknowing you had finally peeled open the mysterious box. 

A finely crafted jewel twinkled amidst padded velvet, a clasp secured on one end. Engravings inlaid in a series of familiar dots and dashes; you couldn't help but softly laugh, a finger tracing the pattern.

(-... . .-.. --- ...- . -..)

Beloved.

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ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ!Ryomen Sukuna x M!ʀᴇɪɴᴄᴀʀɴᴀᴛᴇᴅ!Reader //“𝗠𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗲..?”

Request, @zxuii

--- "HI HIII first off, i love your writing style, i actually adore it lol. Second I want to request Teacher!Sukuna x Male!reader that was also a sorcerer from the heian era, a powerful one who gets jealous quite often of the attention Sukuna gets since back in the Heian era the only ones who where close enough to Sukuna was reader and Uraume (Unless Uraume didn't exist in this AU or smth happened) so a lot of fights between them break through since Sukuna isn't good with communication either. You can decide if you want this too be Angst in general or paired with something else i don't mind!! :))"

((I love this <3))

-!! M!Reader (he / him)

-!! Wee bit of angst (he's just a saucy boy) + goofy kinda smut (dunno what kind of style it's called lol)

-!! stuff ain't proofread 🥶

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆��. ───

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Sukuna remembers you vividly from the past; from that time 1000 years ago. How could he forget? Such a flamboyant character, – power exuded with every step, the earth seeming to shake with every fall of your foot. A wandering swordsman: a rather powerful sorcerer who curiously didn’t belong to any one clan. You’d spend your days traversing the earth, sleeping in the empty shrines near villages, taking commissions and odd jobs from just about everyone– human or not. 

Sukuna found it odd how you didn’t align yourself with the standard belief of sorcerers: you were benevolent to cursed spirits like him, you didn’t have the sudden impulse to exorcize, to destroy. Perhaps it was your lack of loyalty to a clan, or the fact that curses could offer prices just as good– if not better, than humans. Either way, it was quite interesting when you crossed paths for the first time; him, the terrifying, all powerful King of Curses, – four arms and two grotesque faces, towering over you, a humble traveler, – and you just stood there, – smiling, at him, – the rumored monster of Ryomen Sukuna. 

He was absolutely astounded, – had this guy not an ounce of fear? The singlest shred of self-preservation? You should be screaming– running, – begging at his feet for mercy, – not making small talk 

“Nice weather, huh?”

“Excuse me? It’s pouring” 

“Oh, I hadn’t noticed 😋” 

He could sense a staggering amount of cursed energy from you, much more than the average sorcerer– let alone human. 

“Nice jugs btw” 

“???” 

Bud was flabbergasted – he could only watch you walk away with a big grin on your face. Later that evening he had to bring it up to Uruame, who was cooking up the latest harvest of human bones: 

“He said you had a nice chest.” 

“Huh, usually one would think to say that to a woman–” 

“Perhaps the sorcerer thought you were a woman”

“What.” 

Ever since he’s had an affinity for you, a fascination… an obsession. He needed to know everything about you, – your goal, your motives, your desires, your deepest and darkest of fears, – the most depraved of thoughts of this strange sorcerer who had the gaul to compliment his chest like he was some kind of street whore. 

He ran into you the next day at the same village, just as you were about to leave. You acted so nonchalant, like he was just another acquaintance, it was truly fascinating and… dare Sukuna say, endearing. He initially went there to kill you for your audacity from yesterday, yet he ended up only shit-talking the village folk wit you, – the old swordsmith who swore there were devils living in his chimney, - the old woman by the creek who was rumored to drown passerbys in the water next to her tiny abode, - the sleezy thug of a priest who thought it was funny to scam you for cleaning his shrine free of charge (whom Sukuna ended up gutting shortly afterwards). The curse was left to, yet again, return back to Uruame with new rantings of you

(just let them cook in peace 😭)

The next day, a band of those pesky Zenin showed up, – and Sukuna thought the opps were on him again. Turns out, not only were you not apart of any specific clan, but you were also quite unpopular with a majority of sorcerer society. After finding out, Sukuna couldn’t help but rush to your aid, determined to cleave the gang of sorcerers in half for trying to harm such an interesting specimen of his. Imagine his utmost surprise to find them not only beat upon his arrival, but diced up and dead on the forest floor, too. 

He was beyond impressed: a seeming clanless nobody such as yourself had chopped down about a dozen of one of the most powerful sorcerers of the time. You saw him staring from afar, waving and flashing that stupidly charming smile of yours. Sukuna couldn’t help but invite you back with him, the dozen dead bodies in tow 

Uruame cooked up a mighty fine dinner that night, one the three of you enjoyed together (yum, human flesh). From that day on you were part of the gang: you, Sukuna, and Uruame. Most days you would be off for up to months at a time, simply doing your own thing, going town to town. Whenever you’d run into your good pal as he was burning down the latest village you’d make sure to have a nice catch up over a warm meal (cooked by Uruame)

You and Uruame got along, – they liked the fact that you could often cook together, Sukuna– being useless as shit in the kitchen – was barred from helping lest he incinerate everything 

But alas, you were mortal, fickle; temporary, – and no sooner did you come into his existence were you cruelly ripped from him, – finally effectively jumped and killed. 

Sukuna almost couldn’t believe it: you never lost- you weren’t supposed to lose, but you did. You fought valiantly, taking an impressive number down with you. In the skirmish, Uruame disappeared, Sukuna was reduced almost to dust,-- miraculously he survived, albeit incredibly weak. They sealed a majority of his power away in his severed fingers. 

Now, weakened immeasurably and down a pair of arms, – momentarily without his chef and darling sorcerer, Sukuna had a change in heart

No longer did he want to be the bad guy, he wanted to be good, to help others, – to help the future of jujutsu sorcery (nah, that’s some bullshit, he just wanted to continue being fed, and he could only be if he became a teacher in sorcery, lol) 

—----

Flash forward to modern day… 

—---

Seeing you once again, reborn, was a complete whiplash for Sukuna. 

You recognized him immediately, obviously, – he was your man after all <3 (even if he denied it) 

Poor baby had to physically restrain himself when he saw you back to kicking ass as a modern day jujutsu sorcerer, having not changed an ounce since he last remembered you

You miss his four arms, – almost more than Sukuna did. It disappointed Sukuna to see you disappointed with his lack of arm power. Still, he only needed two arms to absolutely destroy you--

After the incident with Yuji Itadori accidentally consuming one of his fingers (which made Sukuna livid– blud has been sweating and grinding to get those fingers back, and to find out some random goofy ahh kid decided to munch on one? And they wanna give him MORE??) – Sukuna has been absorbed more than ever into his work. 

You adore his students, – especially Megumi, Nobara and Yuji – (much to Sukuna’s dismay) and oftentimes will stop by his lessons just to bug him in front of them 

You were still the same insufferable charmer as before, shamelessly batting your eyes and making crude comments to catch him off guard: 

“Hey cutie ;) “ 

“Hell do you want” he sneers, “wish to be my example for today’s lesson?” 

“Nah, just passing by, – those pants make your ass look fat by the way” 

“What.”

“Toodles !!” 

It infuriated him, much to your delight 

It was different now, back then it was just you and him, Uruame bearing the only witness to your shenanigans. But when you say those things in front of those brats, – the same brats who were taught to fear and despise his kind, who were suppose to be intimidated by him, – it makes his job of maintaining the tough, snide “King of Curses” just that much harder 

Yuji, with all the time he spent with Sukuna as his main mentor, would ask about you frequently: what you were like 1,000 years ago. Whether it was the nostalgia or purely the fact it was you, – talking about it always softened Sukuna’s grueling and harsh belittling. Poor Yuji could only catch a break when Sukuna started saying “Back in my day..”

“Sukuna-sensei?”

“What, brat?” Sukuna paused, casting an unimpressed glare over his shoulder 

Yuji propped his head onto a fist, leaning on the desk in front of him. The empty classroom was dimming with the setting sun, the vibrant colors that always made Sukuna wanna barf invaded through the windows from the sunset, painting the empty classroom a colorful ombre, 

“You said that odd man who likes to hang around you was around 1,000 years ago, right?” 

Sukuna’s eyebrows scrunch in annoyance, “Yes, and?” 

“What was he like? Does he act the same as all those years ago? How’d he get reborn? What was your relationship like?” The curse wanted to punt the kid across the room with all his silly questions. Instead, – knowing you’d dislike it if he hurt Yuji, – he opted to take a deep breath, air hissing through his teeth, before answering, 

“Mm, you brats are so invasive, – the world doesn’t revolve around you selfish vermin.” sighing, “but fine, I’ll entertain whatever silly fantasy you have about me in your head; he was a sorcerer, a pretty damn strong one, too”

“But you didn’t kill him-” Yuji interjects, confused 

“No, I didn’t” 

“Why, were you two good friends.?”

He growled at the quantity of the questions, causing Yuji to scoot back in his seat slightly, 

“No– well, sort of. I’d assume you could say that.” 

“No-? Really? Kugisaki thinks you two are dating” 

Sukuna’s jaw almost drops to the floor, 

“What.” 

“Yeah, – Fushiguro says you two were together back then too, with the way you look at each other”

With the way he-? 

“Was he your like… private prostitute or something?” 

Sukuna has never heard such fuckery before:

“No. – I’d suggest you’d stop wherever you think you’re going with this, brat.” 

“Did you bang though?” 

That threw him for a loop, and Sukuna couldn’t help but wince at the term. “Banging” was a poor choice of words, – such a word couldn’t possibly do what you two did justice. 

No, you didn’t “bang”

Sukuna couldn’t help but be drawn in by you, – your attitude, your carefree-ness, your power, he wanted it all for himself, – which he sometimes did 

Those endless nights of pleasure where’d he just lose himself in you, - your affectionate caresses, your sweet nothings whispered into his ear that cast shivers all throughout. Sukuna was used to hearing praise showered upon his name, – his devotees throwing themselves at his feet to worship the ground he walked on. But he didn’t care for their praise, – not like he did yours. Your kind words were treasured, craved. If only you had been a woman: he would’ve made you a concubine, – no, – his wife. 

—---

His ego is fragile, witnessing you tearing apart his terrifying image horrifies him. 

Unfortunately for Sukuna, you couldn’t stop dotting on your pretty princess :3 It all came to a boiling point when you saw one of his colleagues start to cuddle up just the littlest bit too close: and he just let them. Seeing Mei Mei acting so clingy with the King made something in the pit of your stomach drop. Your envy boiled, sour and ripening into an ugly weed. It was obvious she held no actual affections (because one, – Mei Mei only lives for cold, hard cash, – which Sukuna didn’t really have on him, which was odd— and two, he was way too old for her tastes)

You just couldn’t help yourself, – he was wearing such a tight shirt, it hid nothing. 

“Yo, nice tits”

He was done. You were done sullying his name with your filthy words, – you were done humiliating him. And he made sure you knew that too

He had pulled you into his empty classroom, all the students and staff long gone. Sukuna towered over you, cold glare sending a delicious shivering cascading through your body, 

“Enough.” 

“Eh..?” you wince, your voice sounded all wrong, too high pitch and breathy, “enough of what?” 

Your damn smile again. 

“You know exactly what I’m talking about. Your humiliation is not appreciated.” 

You scoff, “humiliation?” 

He glares, “silence, brat” he firmly grabs ahold of your chin, forcing it upwards, making you look him directly in those creepy, maroon eyes. 

One moment Sukuna has his emotions underwraps: he’s focused, – locked in, – he’s not going to let something as fickle as human ‘love’ hinder his plans. The more assertive the better, he would not be walked on – but he also didn’t want to accidentally lash out and do something he ends up regretting 

The next thing he knows, Sukuna starts spiraling, 

“You insist on following me, stalking me for over 1,000 years, – it’s pathetic” wait- what? No, he didn’t mean it like that

“--you mortal brats are as measly as ever, it’s no wonder you died to your own kind” pause, no, no, no, no, no….-- what was he doing? He didn’t actually mean that- 

“--killed by fellow sorcerers: pathetic. Dead and reborn, you’re still the desperate mutt crawling back to me..” Stop. Make it stop. Someone stop him. Stop/

“Uruame should be back here instead, seeing you is the biggest disappointment in this millennium” 

Oh.. 

“... fine then.” Your voice is quiet, small. Don’t look at him like that.

Sukuna’s eyes widened, but he couldn't seem to say anything, his tongue glued to the roof of his mouth. Instant dread pools into his stomach

“I see how it is. If that’s truly how you feel…” 

“Wait no–” Sukuna starts, immediately tensing up as you lower your eyes onto his. He swallows, hard. He hated the dejected, – the defeated look on your face. You looked so sad, and Sukuna couldn’t bear to see you sad , – something that terrified him to no end, — you terrify him to no end. You elicit the most exotic of feelings within him, reviving his ancient, rotten, worm eaten heart to a thunderous boom. Sukuna is reminded of the times back then: you laying in the field, hand twining in his hair, lightly scraping his scalp, – him sighing in content like an old dog. There would be the half eaten corpse of some unfortunate sorcerer off to the side, and you’d occasionally hand feed one or two limbs to the second mouth on his stomach, tongue out and awaiting like a dog’s for a treat  —Such tender moments, the power you have over him makes him feel weak in the knees. Every instinct within him told Sukuna to run, - to protect himself from this threat that was your adoration. The thrill gnawed at him from the inside, – but oh, the ecstasy from it felt so good. 

But he was Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses – he couldn’t face having such an open weakness – taking on a lover would feel like he had gutted himself, taking away a fundamental aspect of his existence as a character. You just have to keep stoking the flames. , 

… “nevermind, just go. I could care less” 

You do, closing the classroom door behind you, and Sukuna can’t help but feel as if half of his soul leaves with you. This happened every time: he’d push you away, only to immediately regret it, craving deeply for your validation. 

Shit, seems like he really did have a lot to learn when it came to such fickle human emotions.

He’d make it up to you, – he always did. 

—-------

You were the only one to bring him to his knees, the only deity the King would bring himself to worship , – and what a divine thing you were. 

Those nights of infinite passion, – you underneath him, (and occasionally him under you–)  he’d take you with the utmost care. Ryomen Sukuna has never been “gentle” with something, – let alone with another living individual, – but with you his touches were always so attentive, so skillful and purposeful. He never wanted to hear you scream in anything but pure pleasure. 

On the most precious of those nights, you’d coax the sweetest of noises from his lips. You could’ve sworn he has whimpered, despite his firm denial. 

You were his God. 

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

A/N: thank you for the request <3

[aeth-eris]

Ascendant in Partner’s Houses Synastry

Ascendant falling into partner's 1st house:

When one person's Ascendant falls into their partner's 1st house in synastry, it signifies a deep connection and mutual influence wherein the Ascendant person profoundly impacts the partner's self-image, identity, and personal growth. This dynamic fosters a strong sense of understanding and rapport, with the Ascendant person intuitively sensing the partner's needs and aspirations. They inspire the partner to embrace new aspects of themselves, leading to greater alignment between their inner and outer selves. The Ascendant person's influence extends to the partner's appearance and presentation, and they share similar values, goals, and aspirations, fostering a supportive and nurturing dynamic. This mutual influence strengthens their bond, creating a sense of shared identity and partnership characterized by balanced and harmonious relationship dynamics.

Ascendant falling into partner's 2nd house:

When one person's Ascendant falls into their partner's 2nd house in synastry, it suggests a significant impact on the partner's values, self-worth, and material possessions. The Ascendant person may influence the partner's financial matters, resources, and attitudes towards money, fostering a sense of stability and security in the relationship. There's potential for mutual support and collaboration in financial endeavors, with the Ascendant person playing a role in shaping the partner's material aspirations and priorities. Additionally, the partner may find themselves drawn to the Ascendant person's sense of self-confidence and resourcefulness, leading to a greater appreciation for practicality and stability in their lives. This placement can deepen the sense of mutual trust and dependability between the individuals, creating a solid foundation for building a shared future centered around material comfort and security.

Ascendant falling into partner's 3rd house:When one person's Ascendant falls into their partner's 3rd house in synastry, it indicates a strong influence on communication, intellectual exchange, and shared interests within the relationship. The Ascendant person may play a significant role in the partner's local environment, neighborhood connections, and relationships with siblings or neighbors. This placement fosters a natural affinity for stimulating conversations, mutual learning, and active engagement in community activities. The partner may find themselves drawn to the Ascendant person's ideas, perspectives, and communication style, leading to a deep sense of mental connection and shared curiosity about the world. Together, they may enjoy exploring new topics, exchanging ideas, and collaborating on creative projects, creating a dynamic and intellectually stimulating partnership grounded in mutual respect and understanding.

Ascendant falling into partner's 4th house:

When one person's Ascendant falls into their partner's 4th house in synastry, it signifies a profound influence on the partner's home life, family dynamics, and emotional foundations within the relationship. The Ascendant person may deeply impact the partner's sense of security, comfort, and emotional well-being, fostering a strong bond centered around the home and family. There's potential for the Ascendant person to provide a nurturing and supportive presence, offering stability and reassurance during times of uncertainty. This placement encourages a deep emotional connection and a shared sense of belonging, with the partner feeling understood and accepted on a profound level. The Ascendant person may also play a role in shaping the partner's understanding of their roots, heritage, and ancestral legacy, leading to a deeper appreciation for their personal history and cultural identity within the context of the relationship.

Ascendant falling into partner's 5th house:

When one person's Ascendant falls into their partner's 5th house in synastry, it suggests a dynamic and creative influence on the partner's self-expression, romance, and enjoyment of life within the relationship. The Ascendant person may inspire the partner's hobbies, interests, and recreational activities, fostering a sense of fun, playfulness, and spontaneity between them. There's potential for a deepening of romantic feelings and shared passions, with both individuals feeling a strong sense of joy and fulfillment when they're together. The Ascendant person's presence may encourage the partner to embrace their creative potential and explore new avenues of self-expression, leading to a richer and more vibrant partnership. Additionally, this placement can signify a shared love of adventure and a mutual desire to experience life to the fullest, creating a relationship characterized by excitement, romance, and mutual appreciation for each other's unique talents and contributions.

Ascendant falling into partner's 6th house:When one person's Ascendant falls into their partner's 6th house in synastry, it suggests a significant influence on the partner's health, work, and daily routines within the relationship. The Ascendant person may impact the partner's habits, lifestyle choices, and approach to work and service, fostering a sense of responsibility and diligence in their endeavors. There's potential for mutual support and collaboration in maintaining health and well-being, with the Ascendant person offering guidance, encouragement, and practical assistance when needed. This placement encourages a focus on productivity, organization, and efficiency in the relationship, with both individuals striving to create a harmonious and balanced environment conducive to personal growth and development. Additionally, the Ascendant person's presence may enhance the partner's sense of purpose and fulfillment in their daily lives, leading to a deeper appreciation for the value of routine and self-care within the context of the partnership.

Ascendant falling into partner's 7th house:

When one person's Ascendant falls into their partner's 7th house in synastry, it signifies a strong influence on the partner's relationships, partnerships, and one-on-one interactions within the relationship. The Ascendant person may profoundly impact the partner's perception of themselves within partnerships, shaping their approach to intimacy, cooperation, and collaboration. There's potential for a deep sense of connection and understanding between the individuals, with the partner feeling a strong sense of identification and resonance with the Ascendant person's personality and energy. This placement fosters a harmonious and balanced dynamic in the relationship, with both individuals seeking to support and uplift each other in their personal growth and development. Additionally, the Ascendant person's presence may enhance the partner's sense of identity and purpose within partnerships, leading to a deeper appreciation for the value of mutual respect, compromise, and shared goals in fostering a fulfilling and meaningful connection.

Ascendant falling into partner's 8th house:

When one person's Ascendant falls into their partner's 8th house in synastry, it indicates a deep and transformative influence on the partner's psyche, emotional intimacy, and shared resources within the relationship. The Ascendant person may profoundly impact the partner's perceptions of power dynamics, trust, and vulnerability, leading to a deepening of emotional bonds and a sense of intimacy. There's potential for both individuals to undergo significant personal growth and evolution through their interactions, with the Ascendant person serving as a catalyst for transformation and renewal. This placement fosters a profound sense of connection and mutual understanding, with both individuals exploring the depths of their emotions and uncovering hidden truths about themselves and each other. Additionally, the Ascendant person's presence may lead to a greater sense of empowerment and self-awareness within the partnership, as they navigate the complexities of shared resources, joint investments, and mutual dependency with honesty, integrity, and mutual respect.

Ascendant falling into partner's 9th house:When one person's Ascendant falls into their partner's 9th house in synastry, it suggests a profound influence on the partner's beliefs, spirituality, and higher learning within the relationship. The Ascendant person may inspire the partner's philosophical outlook, sense of adventure, and quest for knowledge, fostering a deep sense of curiosity and open-mindedness between them. There's potential for mutual exploration of new horizons, expansion of perspectives, and shared experiences of growth and discovery. This placement encourages a spirit of exploration and adventure in the relationship, with both individuals seeking to broaden their horizons and embrace new opportunities for personal and spiritual development. Additionally, the Ascendant person's presence may lead to a deeper appreciation for the value of shared values, ethics, and ideals, as they navigate the complexities of belief systems, cultural differences, and spiritual practices with respect, tolerance, and mutual understanding.

Ascendant falling into partner's 10th house:

When one person's Ascendant falls into their partner's 10th house in synastry, it indicates a significant influence on the partner's career, public image, and ambitions within the relationship. The Ascendant person may impact the partner's professional goals, aspirations, and reputation in the public sphere, fostering a sense of support and encouragement in their endeavors. There's potential for mutual respect and admiration for each other's achievements and contributions, with both individuals seeking to uplift and empower each other in their respective pursuits. This placement encourages a shared sense of ambition and determination in the relationship, with both individuals striving for success and recognition in their chosen fields. Additionally, the Ascendant person's presence may lead to a greater sense of purpose and fulfillment within the partnership, as they navigate the complexities of ambition, responsibility, and public image with integrity, authenticity, and mutual respect.

Ascendant falling into partner's 11th house:

When one person's Ascendant falls into their partner's 11th house in synastry, it signifies a strong influence on the partner's social connections, group activities, and shared ideals within the relationship. The Ascendant person may profoundly impact the partner's friendships, social networks, and involvement in community or humanitarian causes, fostering a sense of camaraderie and belonging. There's potential for mutual collaboration and cooperation in pursuing common goals and aspirations, with both individuals sharing a vision for the future and a desire to make a positive impact on the world. This placement encourages a spirit of innovation and progress in the relationship, with both individuals seeking to inspire and empower each other to reach their full potential. Additionally, the Ascendant person's presence may lead to a deeper appreciation for the value of friendship, teamwork, and collective action, as they navigate the complexities of group dynamics, social responsibility, and shared dreams with optimism, enthusiasm, and mutual support.

Ascendant falling into partner's 12th house:

When one person's Ascendant falls into their partner's 12th house in synastry, it suggests a profound influence on the partner's subconscious mind, spirituality, and hidden strengths within the relationship. The Ascendant person may deeply impact the partner's inner world, dreams, and spiritual journey, fostering a sense of connection and transcendence between them. There's potential for mutual healing and transformation through their interactions, with the Ascendant person serving as a source of inspiration and guidance in navigating the depths of the psyche. This placement encourages a sense of empathy and compassion in the relationship, with both individuals exploring the mysteries of the unconscious mind and uncovering hidden truths about themselves and each other. Additionally, the Ascendant person's presence may lead to a greater sense of spiritual awareness and enlightenment within the partnership, as they navigate the complexities of spirituality, intuition, and divine connection with reverence, humility, and mutual respect.

[red-radiant-official]

just making this clear for anyone who is new or familiar with my blog, I don't like talking about drama. I only respond or say something if I have to, I wanna pay more attention to projects like FNAF Affinity Aligned, a couple other things I'm helping with and something else I've been working on. I wouldn't have to involve myself in these subjects if people actually paid attention and tried to contribute towards the exposure and awareness (dare I say even solutions) to what goes on, it's not my cup of tea either. FNAF Affinity meant (and does still mean) a lot to me, whether it be when I was a kid or as an adult of which I am today. that's why I wanted to help my buddy @minerwarfare-suzuya with the story in the first place, I had a lot of ideas and dedication in me that never had a chance to come out. FNAF Affinity Aligned is probably gonna have some of my best work involved since I've been given a lot of control involving the project, which I won't abuse at all. I want fans of FNAF and the original Affinity to enjoy something that we can offer, which is why I've talked and have been discussing changes with Suzuya to begin with. if this is gonna be something, it's gotta be worth it and done really well. I am pouring my heart and soul into this for the sake of the community and what I loved about the original FNAF Affinity, it is not an insult nor to diminish the original work which Mob did put out. but instead, it is something people can look to in comparison to the original which has had several retcons and changes (I could go on). this story will be structured and will be different than the FNAF games as well as the movies, do not expect things to tie together 100% perfectly but do expect some references and easter eggs, we care about details! :) I have nothing to show regarding FNAF Affinity Aligned as of right now, but when I can show off anything I hope you'll all be looking forward to it.

[39472034658449305249465224devils]

for those who forget who these 2 are...

yesepher

rising sun

winter and spring (and the ashen season)

morning from the night

the gathering of people

to suffer (mainly for a extensive period of time) and to be freed

to love and lose

to be unable to use ones plentiful skill

connection to godliness (complicated. god is not a 'person', it is a complicated culturally regarded as both unbeing, thinking individual, and unthinking material, for example, time, a person and water. a really old mountain harnesses godliness, godliness can pool into places on the earth, flows and cycles and fills a persons body, but godliness can also create things and make decisions, but is not necessarily conscious so it cant be bartered with. individual figures may be regarded as 'gods' as well, but are considered lesser to godliness and are simply beings with incredibility high concentrations of godliness. godliness is the absence of animal nature and person nature, it stands above both of them on the triad. as such it knows itself unlike animals, but can do no wrong as it cannot do, unlike people.)

cycles (generally regarding abuse, torment, insanity.)

to create one's own gain (usually from a poor situation / to suffer for nothing, so to create something. sunk cost god)

the animal nature (to know no evil, and thus commit no evil.)

violence and dominion (sexually) (culturally sexual violence is seen as physical violence, they are not divided in categories. furthermore, 'dominion' refers to hierarchy, and as social higher figures may strike someone lower than them as a punishment, sexual punishment may also be used, though generally does not involve penetration.)

iionei

setting sun

summer and autumn (and the rainy season)

evening into night

solitude

to face suffering after a long period of kindness

to never have known (and to mourn unknowing)

to need skills one does not have / be demanded of something one does not have

connection to the common person

doing something new / breaking cycles / rebirth

to resign to lack (rather, to not seek out gain.)

the person nature (to know evil, to persecute evil.)

violence and domination (nonsexual) (so like beating your servant for being a war traitor or whatever. or likewise partaking in a war at all.)

yesepher as a coiled serpent and iionei as a outstretched eagle with a triad sun

[fandoms-x-reader]

Hobbies

Requested By: @olivia-willo-w

Headcannons

Summary: The brothers' reactions to an MC who has the same hobbies as Levi, Satan, and Belphie (i.e., they like to play games, watch anime, read manga and regular books, and they like to nap). The Seven Demon Brothers x Reader Word Count: 2,733

Lucifer was a big fan of you reading books, especially if they were books about the Devildom.

He thought that reading was an excellent way to supplement your studies and he believed it would help you do well in RAD.

So he didn’t have any objections to that hobby of yours. In fact, he even encouraged it and invited you to read in his personal study where he had rare books. 

He was less of a fan of your other hobbies though.

It’s not that Lucifer was completely against manga or anime, it’s just he didn’t understand the affinity for always wanting to read or watch it.

And he understood the appeal of playing video games, just not spending so much time doing so.

And of all your hobbies, he was the least understanding of you napping.

Lucifer was someone who believed that the hours in a day should be used to their fullest and napping just simply did not qualify.

But, as the two of you started to grow closer, Lucifer found himself starting to become more and more interested in the things you liked to do, just because he knew they made you happy.

After weeks of begging Lucifer to watch an anime with you, he finally caved and agreed.

Of course, he locked you in his bedroom and made sure that none of his brothers would find out about it.

And although he made you swear to keep it a secret, he genuinely enjoyed the story the anime portrayed and when you told him the manga had even more content, he went out to buy it for the both of you.

After that night, Lucifer was more willing to watch different animes with you and read different manga, because he loved the smile that it brought to your face when he did so.

He asked you to spend your time reading in his study instead of the library and whenever you fell asleep in his big chair after reading, he covered you with a blanket and gently stroked your cheek with his gloved hand before returning to work.

Even though you were asleep, he found comfort in you being there with him. 

Mammon’s hobbies didn’t really align with yours. First of all, he almost always had energy, so he didn’t like taking naps a lot unlike you.

Also, he didn’t have time to read books or watch anime - not when he could be making money!

But, when he realized that it was the only way he was going to get a chance to hang out with you, Mammon decided to bite the bullet and give it a chance - for you.

You chose the most action-packed anime you could think of and Mammon was totally invested after the first episode. He had to admit that he didn’t give anime the respect it deserved.

He swore off reading manga, but you found a few different ones hidden in his room while the two of you were hanging out.

Playing games was something that Mammon genuinely enjoyed doing with you, but he tended to get very competitive and he would be a bit pouty when you inevitably destroy him in the games. 

Mammon still wasn’t one for taking naps, but he couldn’t hide the blush on his cheeks when you would fall asleep next to him, your head resting on his shoulder or in his lap.

He would try and make sure that he was always nearby when you were starting to feel sleepy and he would always offer himself up as a pillow for you to use.

He just loved watching how peaceful you looked when you were sleeping and how your eyebrows would gently twitch whenever you were having an intense dream.

And, he couldn’t imagine his brothers getting the chance to see you so vulnerable. That would be completely unacceptable.

When it came to reading books, Mammon didn’t take as much of an interest in that hobby.

But, if he was having a particularly rough day and just wanted to be around his human, he would lay his head in your lap and ask you to read to him.

It didn’t matter what book you were reading, he just wanted to hear your voice. It always made him feel better.

Levi was a bit skeptical when you first told him that you liked to play games, read manga, and watch anime.

He had never met someone who was into all of those things the same way he was, so he thought that you were for sure playing a trick on him or trying to make fun of him in some way.

In fact, he went as far as shutting down and not talking to you for a couple of days, trying to figure out exactly what you were up to.

It wasn’t until he caught you playing one of his favorite videogames in your bedroom that he started talking to you again.

And during that conversation, you managed to prove yourself as an otaku with your extensive knowledge of manga and anime.

Levi was completely surprised at how passionately you talked about it, it was like listening to himself talk.

He both hated and loved how excited he was to have another person in his life who had the same hobbies as he did.

And he both hated and loved the nervous feeling he got around you when he found out that information. Not to mention the new feeling of wanting to spend time with you.

It was all brand new things that he was feeling and wasn’t sure how to process these emotions properly.

He invited you over to his room to hang out and the two of you stayed up all night, talking about your favorite manga, watching your favorite anime, and playing video games.

You ended up going to sleep pretty late. You wanted to stay up even longer to hang out with Levi, but you also loved your sleep, and your eyelids had grown too heavy to keep them open any longer.

When you passed out, Levi took a moment to notice how adorable you looked. Then, after blushing profusely at his own thought, he began to panic about his brothers finding you in his room - asleep.

He didn’t even want to imagine what his brothers would say or what conclusions they would jump to.

He immediately tried to wake you up, but it was like you went into a coma. No matter what he did, you just continued to sleep peacefully.

Moments later, just as Levi feared, his brothers came in to check on their little brother only to find their favorite human asleep.

Levi suffered through an endless amount of humiliation and swore to himself that he couldn’t let you fall asleep there ever again.

But, that wasn’t going to stop him from inviting you over to hang out again. 

Satan was completely enamored with you since the moment he found out you were an avid reader.

There were so many books that he wanted to share with you and you had your own list of books you wanted to share with him.

The two of you spent a lot of time in the library. You were reading silently next to each other, yet it felt so comfortable.

Satan never really paid much attention to manga when Levi was talking about it, but when you were talking about it, it seemed so much more interesting.

You showed Satan some of your favorite manga and it expanded his world of reading so much more.

He had a whole new library of unexplored stories and it excited him beyond imagination.

And when you told him that a lot of the manga had an animated series based on it, he begged you to watch it with him.

He loved playing detective while watching anime with you. He would analyze all of the scenes and try and point out any similarities or differences between the manga and the anime.

Satan also didn’t typically play video games, but when you explained to him that there were tons of games that had a story to them, he was once again intrigued.

How had he never heard of these games? He had - Levi had told him about them many times, Satan just wasn’t paying attention.

You played any story game that Satan wanted to play with him and you tried to hold back your laughter at his reactions.

He was blown away by the emotions that a video game could draw out - how they could make you love one character and make you despise another even though they were all fictitious.

He never thought a video game could do the same thing a novel could do, but you proved him completely wrong.

There had been a couple of times when the two of you were hanging out that you had fallen asleep on Satan.

He didn’t mind at all because he knew that you enjoyed taking naps.

If the two of you were in the library, he would adjust you so that you were lying comfortably on his lap, and then he would pull a blanket over you.

He continued to read his book with one hand and gently ran his fingers through your hair with his other hand.

He’ll occasionally look down at you and make sure that you weren’t having a nightmare and when it didn’t look like you were, he would continue to read.

He wouldn’t move until you woke up on your own, wanting you to have a good rest.

Asmo is another one whose hobbies were very different from yours. 

Where he liked to go out a lot and do things, you preferred to stay in.

It wasn’t that you minded going out with Asmo, it’s just playing some games or reading was more up your alley.

Asmo had an entire list of things that he wanted to do with you in the Devildom, but he respected your hobbies and what you liked to do with your time.

So, he tried not to pressure you into going out with him, no matter how much he wanted to go.

And, if there was ever a night where you told him you would rather stay in, then he’ll be right there with you.

He’ll find any way he can to combine your hobbies so that you can both enjoy your time together. 

If you’re watching anime, he’ll paint your nails with a design related to whatever anime you’re watching. 

If you’re playing games, he’ll gently do your hair as he watches you, praising you whenever you do good and encouraging you whenever you lose.

And whenever he’s doing one of his longer skincare routines, he’ll ask you to read to him.

It didn’t matter if you chose to read manga or something else, he’ll listen to you and pay attention to every word you say.

And when you fall asleep around him, Asmo will let out a small squeal of excitement and then do everything he can to make you as comfortable as possible.

He’ll also take hundreds of pictures of your adorable sleeping face and resist the urge to post them all over his social media without asking you.

He just wants the world to see how cute you are.

All in all, even though Asmo doesn’t really have the same hobbies as you, he’ll do everything he can to make sure the two of you still get to spend plenty of time together.

He never wants to sacrifice his time with you or have either one of you not enjoy your time together.

So, no matter what you want to do, he’ll find a creative way to make things work! 

Beel didn’t typically care about one's hobbies, as long as they weren’t something bad or dangerous.

Of course, he cared about what you liked to do and he loved the way they would make you happy, he just didn’t make a big deal out of them.

Because it didn’t matter what you wanted to do - he would do it with you if it made you happy.

Beel especially didn’t mind your hobbies because he could always do what he liked while you did what you liked.

If you were watching an anime, it would be the perfect excuse for a snack.

If you were reading a book or manga to him, it would be the perfect excuse for a snack.

And, if you were playing video games, it would be the perfect excuse for a snack!

Long story short, as long as Beel could have some sort of snack while doing what you liked with you, then he was happy.

There were times when Beel wanted to go out and do other things, like workouts, but he always invited you to go along with him.

He would always argue that you could continue to read while he lifted you like his own personal weight - then you would both be happy.

Beel will even have you read to him sometimes. The stories were a good distraction from his burning muscles.

He also loved sitting close to you and playing video games with you, constantly almost losing so he could take a bite of his food.

His favorite though is when the two of you watch anime together. He’ll pull you close, loving the feeling of you cuddled up against him, while the two of you watch.

And if you fall asleep, then that’s completely fine! He’s had tons of practice thanks to his twin brother.

He’ll make sure you’re as comfortable as can be and if he gets hungry while you're napping, he’ll carry you to the kitchen and grab a snack with one hand, while holding you tight with the other, making sure to not wake you up.

Like Beel, Belphie is pretty laid back when it comes to your hobbies.

Belphie’s hobby is just lounging around, so he’s completely fine with your hobbies keeping you inside most of the time. 

Belphie will never pass up on the opportunity to spend time with you. 

So, no matter what you’re doing, you can count on him being next to you, even if he is asleep.

He’ll try and stay awake while the two of you are watching anime together. But, your bed is so comfortable, and your light is usually off to contribute to the cinematic atmosphere. 

And having you next to him is the cherry on top that usually puts him to sleep despite his best efforts.

He’ll try and read your favorite books or manga with you, but it eventually leads to you reading them out loud.

And that just reminds him of bedtime stories, so they inevitably end up with him falling asleep on your lap, your fingers resting in his hair as you continue to read to yourself.

The closest Belphie has come to staying awake the whole night with you is when the two of you were playing video games.

It was a very intense game full of action and twists that grasped Belphie’s attention completely.

He knew how badly you wanted to finish the game, so he did everything he could to try and stay awake.

But sooner rather than later, his sin caught up to him and it wasn’t until his character died that you looked over and saw him sitting up, completely passed out, the controller still in his hands.

You tried your best not to laugh as you carefully removed the controller and set it down elsewhere.

You helped Belphie get comfortable in the bed and then laid down next to him, thankful for the attempt he made to stay awake just for you.

When it came to napping, obviously you and Belphie got along very well.

But, this was his hobby, which meant if you were going to do it, you had to do it the right way.

And the right way meant that it was you and him lying in bed together in the attic where the two of you couldn’t be disturbed instead of in your bedroom.

There would be a ridiculous amount of the most comfortable pillows and blankets around you to ensure maximum comfort.

And, of course, there had to be a sufficient amount of cuddling.

How else were the two of you supposed to enjoy his favorite hobby if cuddling wasn’t involved?

[astrojulia]

Your Relationship to the Past and the Collective

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The Moon's placement reflects our emotional connection to history, tradition, and the collective consciousness. It reveals how we process cultural inheritance and navigate the tension between individuality and societal conditioning.

Moon in Aries

You strive to distinguish your personal identity from cultural conditioning, seeking to define your choices independently of inherited traditions. This placement encourages boldness and a pioneering attitude when breaking away from the past. While rejecting or ignoring the past, you may unconsciously remain influenced by it. A lack of awareness about these hidden influences can lead to impulsive decisions shaped by subconscious patterns.

Moon in Taurus

You value and respect cultural heritage, especially natural and enduring structures. To you, the past offers nurturing and stability, and you often seek to conserve what is meaningful and timeless. Attachment to tradition can make you resistant to change, overly reliant on established ways, or closed-minded to new perspectives. Your reverence for "how things have always been done" may hinder adaptability.

Moon in Gemini

Curious and mentally agile, you engage with historical and cultural details, finding ways to connect lessons from the past to the present. Your approach is thoughtful yet lighthearted, appreciating diverse viewpoints. You may dismiss traditions and cultural norms as irrelevant, rebelling when they are imposed on you. This tendency can make it difficult to anchor yourself within a shared historical or cultural framework.

Moon in Cancer

Emotionally attuned to your heritage, you cherish the bonds of family, community, and tradition. Your sense of rootedness fosters an intuitive connection to the collective consciousness, and you have a natural affinity for nurturing cultural continuity. Your emotional ties to the past may trap you, making it hard to establish independent values. Susceptibility to collective or occult influences can lead to an overreliance on external validation or outdated ideals.

Moon in Leo

With a creative flair, you draw inspiration from cultural imagery and traditions. You express loyalty to your heritage while adding your unique touch, often celebrating your roots with pride. Your romanticized view of the past can lead to rigid or exclusionary attitudes, making you prejudiced against other cultures. An overemphasis on cultural superiority may create barriers to embracing diversity.

Moon in Virgo

You approach cultural traditions with a practical mindset, seeking to extract useful lessons from history. This placement enables you to analyze the past with precision and incorporate its values into everyday life. You may become overly critical of cultural deviations or idealize the past, clinging to conventions as a standard for perfection. This can lead to judgmental attitudes or difficulty adapting to evolving social norms.

Moon in Libra

Drawn to traditions that promote harmony and fairness, you appreciate cultural norms that foster social connections. Your values often align with ideals of justice, diplomacy, and balance within the collective. You risk losing your individuality by conforming too closely to cultural expectations. To assert your independence, you may feel the need to completely break away from inherited values.

Moon in Scorpio

Deeply intuitive, you have a profound connection to collective consciousness and can imbue cultural symbols with emotional intensity. This placement allows you to explore the transformative aspects of shared experiences. An obsession with the darker facets of culture and history can lead to glorification of power or submission to controlling influences, including occult forces. You may struggle with releasing emotional ties to destructive traditions.

Moon in Sagittarius

You are driven to understand cultural heritage and place the present within a broader historical context. Open to exploring philosophies and belief systems, you often find meaning through global or universal narratives. A tendency toward ethnocentrism or conventional thinking may cause you to defend the status quo against necessary change. You may resist challenges to institutional or cultural traditions.

Moon in Capricorn

You excel at organizing cultural inheritance into frameworks that provide structure and purpose. This placement aligns well with societal elements like governance, tradition, and historical legacy. Rigid views about societal norms and cultural superiority can limit your adaptability. A lack of intuitive connection to collective energies may create blind spots regarding emotional undercurrents in society.

Moon in Aquarius

You distill the higher ideals from collective experiences, focusing on progressive advancement and humanitarian goals. Your loyalty lies with the collective's well-being and its future evolution. Rebellion against traditional values may cause you to reject cultural wisdom outright. This tendency can isolate you from meaningful aspects of collective experience.

Moon in Pisces

With deep attunement to collective energies, you embrace universal compassion and cultural diversity. Your affinity for spiritual and religious heritage allows you to find unity among different traditions. Over-romanticization of the past or blind acceptance of collective conditioning can cloud your judgment. This placement may also open you to manipulation or the fabrication of narratives that serve personal agendas

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