#Crystal Pencil Pendants

[femmefatalevibe]

Femme Fatale Guide: Fall Wardrobe Essentials

Staple Tees:

**Purchase in Modal, Pima cotton, or a cotton-cashmere blend**

Fitted crewneck tees (long-sleeves/tees & tanks for layering)

Relaxed fit long-sleeve tees

Turtleneck long-sleeve top (fitted & relaxed fit options)

Contour bodysuits

Blouses/Shirting:

Silk button-down blouse

Cotton button-down blouse

Silk shell top/t-shirts/camis (for layering)

Sculpt knit top(s)

Self-tie wrap blouse

Shirred boatneck, mock neck, or cowlneck silk blouse(s)

Leather button-down

Knitwear:

Thin cashmere/wool crewneck sweater (fitted/relaxed fit)

Thin cashmere/wool turtleneck sweater

Chunky relaxed-fit cable knit sweater

Knit polo-neck sweater

Cashmere sweater vest (crewneck, v-neck, and/or turtleneck)

Mockneck cashmere/wool sweater

Cashmere long-sleeve sweater dress

Cashmere/knit skirt (mini, midi, or maxi - depending on your personal preferences)

Sophisticated coordinating knit set (top/pants or skirt of your choice)

Casual knit set (top/pullover and relaxed fit pants)

Cashmere cardigan

Cable knit cardigan (doubles as a light jacket)

Bottoms:

Black straight-leg jeans

Black bootcut/flared jeans

Black straight/bootcut trousers

Wide-leg trousers (I love a solid black, black pinstripe, and black with lace-up detail selection)

High-waisted leather pants

Split hem trousers

Stretch jersey/cashmere pants (straight-leg or flared)

Quilted leather/tweed mini skirt

Knit/wool mini and/pencil skirt

Leather skirt (mini or midi)

Silk midi skirt

Dresses/Jumpsuits:

Knit/sweater dress

Little black dress (shift dress/A-line cuts are great)

Blazer dress/jumpsuit

Slip dress (for layering)

Minimal black jumpsuit ("LBJ")

Leather and/or denim dress or jumpsuit

Jackets & Outerwear:

Black tailored blazer

Leather blazer

Tweed jacket

Trench coat

Leather moto/cropped/bomber jacket

Black wool coat

Raincoat ( I like Rains for high-quality options on the affordable side that are still built to last for several seasons)

Statement jacket/coat

Footwear:

Sleek flat/low-heel black boots with a pointed-toe or square-toe silhouette (I love Vagabond, Jeffrey Campbell, Vince Camuto, and Sam Edelman for more affordable, high-quality options)

Black loafers/sleek black flats

Black lace-up boots

Black heeled boots

Black pumps

White sneakers

Rain boots (I recommend the Melissa Shoes Welly/Grip/Step boots or a stylish, sustainable, and more affordable option)

Accessories:

White/black ankle & crew socks

Black control top tights

High-waisted shapewear shorts

Chunky/small chain necklaces & bracelets

Simple pendant necklace(s)

Pearl necklace

Simple diamond studs

Crystal drop earrings

Minimalist bangles

Stackable rings

A sleek, minimalist black tote (can fit a laptop for work/travel)

Black shoulder bag

Small black bag (top handle, crossbody, etc.)

Statement bag/evening bag

Cashmere scarf

Silk/decorative scarf

Fingerless/touch-screen friendly, lightweight gloves

Lingerie/Loungewear:

Seamless bra/underwear

Lace bra/underwear

Matching pullover cotton sweatshirt/sweatpants

Knit or jersey cotton top/lounge pants set

Luxurious pajama set (silk, Tencel, cashmere, etc.)

A to-die-for piece of lingerie like a lace slip/silk teddy

Silk or cozy robe

Cozy open-back slippers

[dreams-and-drabbles]

Hi!!!! I was wondering are you still open for requests??? I’d like to request one for cyno or if your tired of cyno tighnari.

I’m absolutely open for requests! Also, I love both of them sm<33 They’re precious little beans, so no worries about me being tired of anything! Tysm for the ask!!!

(( How Tighnari shows he cares ))

He always pulls you aside to warn you of anything unusual he’s seen…

Tighnari waved at you, “[F/N]! Are you heading out?”

You nodded, a small smile on your face. You looked at Tighnari, your gaze curious.

The Forest Ranger offered you a kind smile, his ears twitching. “There’s a withering zone towards the edge of the city. I’d remain careful, if you’re heading over.”

You smiled at Tighnari, gratefully.

“I’ll keep an eye out! Thanks, Tighnari!”

Tighnari nodded, his expression thoughtful.

“Actually, could I mark it on your map?”

You nodded, pulling out your map, and handing it to Tighnari with a small smile.

The Forest Ranger pulled out a pencil, and circled the location on your map.

“That should be the Withering Zone’s initial location. Safe travels, [F/N].”

You nodded, your eyes crinkling into a smile.

“You too, Tighnari. I’ll see you soon!”

Tighnari nodded, waving you off with slightly pink cheeks.

2. He keeps your likes in mind…

Tighnari handed you something, earning a look of surprise. You glanced at the packet in your hands, your gaze curious.

“What’s this?” You asked, and Tighnari smiled.

“I noticed you looking at those pendants earlier…” Tighnari said, averting his gaze.

You opened the packet, your eyes widening at the contents. Within it was the crystal core pendant you’d been looking at earlier.

The core had been shaped to resemble some sort of dagger, and it had reminded you of a character you’d read about before…

Some sort of wolf spirit, you recalled vaguely.

You beamed at Tighnari, throwing your arms around him in a hug.

The ranger chuckled, awkwardly patting your back. He smiled at you, his ears twitching a bit.

“I’m glad you like it.”

You smiled at him, clutching the necklace against your chest.

“I like anything you get me.”

Tighnari looked away, his cheeks flushed.

3. He helps you improve…

You sighed, running a hand through your hair in frustration, before glaring at the weapon in your hand.

You typically used a catalyst, but having lost it, you’d decided to try another ranged weapon.

Hence, the bow…

You had more than enough arm strength to aim the damned thing, but applying elemental energy to it was nigh on impossible.

Tighnari approached you around thirty minutes into your struggle, his ears twitching.

“I heard your frustration, [F/N]. Are you alright?”

You sighed, gesturing to the bow.

“I lost my catalyst in a fight with some Fatui agents, and I managed to get a hold of this recently… I can use it, but… The elemental energy…”

You muttered, your tone exasperated.

Tighnari’s eyes widened, as he took in your words.

“The Fatui being in this area is worrying… I’ll have to contact Cyno. He’s been looking into them lately… Still, the issue with the bow is something I can probably help with.”

He offered, and you perked up.

“Would you? Gosh, you’re a lifesaver…”

Tighnari offered you a small smile.

“You said you could already use it, correct?”

You nodded, your expression bitter.

“Yes, I took archery for a time. It’s just the energy that’s difficult.”

Tighnari nodded, his expression thoughtful.

“My guess is you’re applying too much. You typically use a catalyst, which takes a good deal as it forms pure elemental blasts. With the bow, you’re only enhancing the arrow itself.”

Your eyes widened at his explanation, and you drew back the bow’s string, channeling less elemental energy than before.

The arrow sparked and struck the target with a loud thump.

You beamed, clapping your hands together in excitement. “Thank you, Tighnari! I hadn’t thought of that before! I’m not quite there yet, but now I know how to get there!”

You chirped, feeling much more confident about your new choice of weapon.

Tighnari nodded, offering you a small smile.

“Of course, I’m glad I could help.”

You smiled back, your expression warm.

“You always help, Tighnari. Let me know if I can ever do anything for you, okay?”

Tighnari smiled, his tail swishing happily.

“Well, after you’re done training… I was planning on researching some of the local flora, if you’d like to come with?”

You chuckled, before nodding at his words.

“Of course, I’d love to accompany you. Let me try a few more shots, and I’ll be good to go.”

Tighnari nodded, standing to the side and watching as you shot off a few more arrows.

“You’re getting the hang of it quickly.”

He said, and you grinned.

“Only because I received some very good advice. Are you ready for our nature stroll?”

Tighnari nodded, his eyes sparkling in mirth.

“Naturally. The plants I’m looking into today are an invasive species of fern… Normally, you wouldn’t see them out her. I’m guessing a merchant likely brought one here in an attempt to sell it, and it somehow ended up spreading. It’s not unpleasant to the eyes, but it is a danger to the more local plant life…”

Tighnari rambled, and you couldn’t help but giggle a bit.

He glanced at you, his ears twitching some.

“Am I boring you?”

You shook your head, a small smile on your face.

“No, it’s just you care a lot about your work. It’s rather endearing.”

Tighnari smiled at you, his expression softening some.

“I care about you, as well. Thank you, for accompanying me this evening.”

You flushed, waving off his thanks, a small smile on your face.

“No, thank you… I care about you, as well, so I’m always happy to join you when I’m free…”

Tighnari hummed, his expression thoughtful.

“Should we make it a routine, then? I help with your bow for an hour in the evening, and you join me for my walks?”

Your eyes lit up at the suggestion, and you nodded.

“That sounds lovely! It won’t be too much trouble, though?”

Tighnari huffed, his tail swishing.

“You could never trouble me, [F/N].”

Your cheeks burned, and you glanced at the ground.

“That’s good, then as I rather like you.”

Tighnari nodded, his gaze on the path ahead, though you noticed his tail was swishing happily.

“I rather like you, as well. Shall we?”

He asked, offering you a hand.

You smiled, your eyes sparkling with excitement.

“We shall.”

((How Cyno shows he cares))

He makes time for you…

Cyno was an incredibly busy person, so it surprised you when he showed up at your place, a deck of cards in hand.

You beamed, waving him inside.

“Cyno! I wasn’t expecting you!”

The General Mahamatra shrugged, his expression slightly tired.

“I said I’d stop by to play Genius Invokation, so here I am…”

You grinned, your eyes sparkling excitedly.

“Remember, we’re playing like its an official match. No god cards.”

You said, earning a nod from Cyno.

“Understandable. Any good player has god to follow the rules…”

You stared blankly, before snorting at the pun.

“Pfft! In that case, it’s time to duel!”

Cyno smiled, his eyes narrowed in anticipation.

“Very well, it’s your move.”

2. He opens up to you…

You looked at Cyno, your expression concerned.

“Long day?” You asked, your tone soft.

Cyno nodded, huffing out a small sigh.

“I had a meeting, a more social one. Despite my best efforts, it seems that most still do not enjoy my presence…”

His voice was harsh, but his expression betrayed his true feelings.

You shook your head, sighing.

“They’re missing out.” You said, your tone light.

Cyno looked up at you, a small smile on his face.

“You think so?” He asked, and you nodded.

You offered him a small smile, nudging his shoulder lightly.

“I do! You’re such a cool, fun, and interesting person. They’re definitely missing out, but at least I don’t have to share you now.”

You responded, your tone playful.

Cyno’s lips twitched, his expression softening some.

“There’s no need to worry about that. You’d still be my favorite.”

You grinned at his response.

“Good. You’re my favorite, as well.”

3. He’s honest with you…

Cyno’s eyes narrowed as he looked over your form. His expression darkened a bit, as his gaze landed on your bandaged arm.

You frowned, glancing at him in concern.

“Is something wrong?”

He gestured to your arm, his brows furrowed.

“Yes. What happened to your arm?”

You flushed, glancing at the bandages sheepishly.

“Oh… that. I ran into some Fatui agents, earlier… I managed to get out mostly unscathed, but I lost my catalyst. I still haven’t decided what to do for a new weapon yet… Catalsyts are expensive. I have some experience with a bow, but…”

You rambled, and Cyno’s expression turned thoughtful.

He pulled at your bandages, causing your eyes to widen.

“First. You bandaged it wrong. Wrapping it like that will cause the skin to get agitated. That’s a clear sign of inexperience when it comes to handling wounds, which is a good thing. It means you don’t get injured often. Secondly, you have more experience with a catalyst, correct?”

You nodded, your eyes widening at his words.

Cyno’s gaze trailed to your arm once more, and he frowned, heaving a sigh.

“I have access to several weapons due to my position. I’ll get you a new catalyst. It’s better that you use something you’re experienced in. Even if you know how to use a bow, you have more field experience using a catalyst. The difference in experience could make or break it in the event of an attack.”

You flushed, your eyes widening at Cyno’s words.

“You’d really go that far for me? You don’t have to… I really don’t want to trouble you.”

Cyno snorted, shaking his head.

“That’s ridiculous. I already told you, you’re my favorite. Just deal with it. I’ll bring the catalyst by tomorrow evening.”

Your flush deepened, and you offered Cyno a grateful smile.

“Thank you, Cyno.”

Cyno nodded, his gaze trailing to your arm.

“You can thank me by being more cautious. I don’t like seeing you hurt. You’re my favorite, and I dislike it when you’re in pain.”

Cyno’s words took you aback, before you smiled at him, your expression warm.

“Awee, I love you too~!” You teased, your mood significantly better.

Cyno’s lips twitched, and he returned your smile.

“Good, it would suck if I were the only one.”

[miazims]

I wanted to return to making CC showcases for the CC of the day but they might not be daily. Here's the CC of 14/05/2024

CC links under the cut.

Outfit 1:

Hair: [Hezeh] FHair_No.6 - The Sims 4 Create a Sim - CurseForge

Crown: The Sims Resource - Prom Queen Tiara

Earrings: The Sims Resource - Amelia earrings

Eyeliner: The Sims Resource - Smoky eyes Eyeliner

Lipstick: The Sims Resource - Prom 2k24 Lipstick

Dress: The Sims Resource - Prom - Sequin Maxi Pencil Dress

Outfit 2:

Hair: CasualSims - Mila Hairstyle - The Sims 4 Create a Sim - CurseForge

Eyeshadow: The Sims Resource - Eyeshadow A53

Eyeliner: The Sims Resource - Ninko Eyeliner

Lipstick: The Sims Resource - Lipstick A178

Top: The Sims Resource - Makina Top

Skirt: The Sims Resource - CC.Dayana Skirt Set

Nails: The Sims Resource - Short Almond Neutral Glossy Prom Nails

Outfit 3:

Hair: SONYASIMS - DELIVERER HAIR - The Sims 4 Create a Sim - CurseForge

Eyeshadow: The Sims Resource - Dark Prom Eyeshadow

Eyeliner: The Sims Resource - Eyeliner A161

Lipstick: The Sims Resource - Diana Lipstick N.563

Dress: The Sims Resource - Prom - Wonderland Gown.

Outfit 4:

Hair: The Sims Resource - Prom QUEEN PROM HAIR

Earrings: Ophelia Earrings - The Sims 4 Create a Sim - CurseForge

Blush: The Sims Resource - Ninko Blush

Lipstick: The Sims Resource - Ninko Lipstick

Top: The Sims Resource - Turtleneck Blouse Set DO0347

Skirt: The Sims Resource - Sequined Slit Maxi Skirt Set DO0348

Outfit 5:

Hair: SONYASIMS - ARENA HAIR - The Sims 4 Create a Sim - CurseForge

Eyeshadow: The Sims Resource - Prom - Amelie Eyeshadow

Blush: The Sims Resource - Prom - Amelie Blush

Lipstick: The Sims Resource - Prom - Amelie Lipstick

Necklace: The Sims Resource - Paislee Crystal Pendant Prom Necklace

Nails: The Sims Resource - (Prom) Prom Nails

Dress: The Sims Resource - Valencia Dress

Outfit 6:

Hair: The Sims Resource - Mirabel Hair

Eyeshadow: The Sims Resource - PROM Lily Eyeshadow

Lipstick: The Sims Resource - PROM Lily Lipstick

Top: Dark academia top 1 - The Sims 4 Create a Sim - CurseForge

Shorts: The Sims Resource - WOMEN'S RIPPED DENIM SHORTS

[tootiredforaname]

[ID: A digital painting of Annabelle Cane from the Magnus Archives as the Archivist. Annabelle is a young brown-skinned Black woman with bleached white hair, wearing a dark purple turtleneck. She is drawn in profile from the bust up, side-eyeing the viewer with a fearful expression. She holds an old-fashioned tape recorder up near her face, and is speaking into it. Behind her is a wide open eye, staring at her, which emanates a green light over Annabelle. There's a spot of the eye's light shining in her eye. /end ID]

Me and @benevolent-mushroom 's archivist!annabelle AU

+ archives crew below cut

[ID: three red pencil sketches of Oliver Banks, Peter Lukas and Elias Bouchard from their shoulders up. Their names are written next to them in lead pencil.

Oliver is a middle-aged Black man with long hair in twists piled in a bun at the top of his head, with two hanging down tucked behind his ears. He is wearing a choker with a pendant and a longer crystal necklace. He also has a black tank top on. He is smiling and looking at something to his right.

Peter is a mid-twenties white man with patchy stubble. His hair is wavy and long, and tied with a scrunchy into a side pony. He is looking up to his left and smirking.

Elias is also a mid-twenties white man with black hair in choppy bangs that cover his eyes, and a thick-ish five o'clock shadow. He has sunglasses pushed up on his forehead. He raises an eyebrow and smirks at something to his right.

/end ID]

[finnegansundaysociety]

Kiko

alternate post title: so i watched harpy hare

i am not immune to kingsley propaganda and i made a yaelokre sona with the picrew

he beholds no inspiration but the Meadow itself.

he coaxes form from forest with deft hand and brambleweft

he traces images of the stories he tells using pencils carved with the sigils of the earth

the critters of the forest behold him as a mediator.

he captures nature in bottles that he keeps by his side.

lighting, fire, gusts of wind,

sunlight, moonlight, shooting stars,

music, color, whispered secrets,

the breeze that rushes mere inches above the misty stream,

the crackling of dry leaves thrown into a pyre,

the smell of a flower growing over a carcass,

all the world sits among his collection.

more lore under the cut

Kiko acts as a sort of trickster spirit. he's not part of the Lark, he beholds no Harkers.

he plays practical jokes on the Lark, and likes to steal songs like the fae steals names.

his satchel is full of small bottles. some empty, others only appear to be empty. he captures forces of nature such as lightning and wind.

he spends lots of his time sitting in the trees and just listening. listening to the lover birds dote on each other. listening to the squirrels bicker and argue. listening to the rabbits telling scary stories to their young.

he talks to the critters too, and they revere him as a mediator. chipmunks go to him in order to settle disputes over acorn ownership.

chipmunk: "but i want this acorn!!!" kiko: *eats the acorn kiko: "now the acorn is gone. there is no use dwelling on it because i have eaten it. so instead delight in the search for new acorns. its simple! i will help you!"

aside from bottling moonlight and helping forest critters, Kiko has a few other hobbies.

he's a crafter, he makes many little trinkets and tools. pencils and notebooks, knives and hatchets, pendants and rings.

he's a storyteller like the Lark, but instead of using song and dance, Kiko draws his stories. a section of his satchel is dedicated to art supplies.

miscellaneous kiko trivia

on multiple occasions he has gone up to Cole and said "look at this" before opening a bottle full of sunlight in his eyes. the yaelokre equivalent of switching someone's discord to light theme.

he makes pigments out of the natural phenomena he bottles. the breeze over the open fields makes the prettiest green.

though he antagonizes the Lark now and again, he likes to gift them things and trade trinkets, costume pieces, and useful bottles.

for a few of the Lark's performances, Kiko used bottled light as a spotlight for them.

whenever Kiko fills up one of his notebooks, he will leave them somewhere in the forest for someone to find and read.

his discarded notebooks are made of all natural materials, and will decompose in a thousand years if no one finds it.

some phenomena can be transmuted into crystals for use in jewelry making

he eavesdrops on critters a lot. sometimes a creature will ask him for gossip. he offers it, for quite a price.

Kiko has no home. he sleeps wherever he can lay his head. there was a close call where a bear tried to attack him:

bear: "GRAGAAGRGGHGHH IM GONNA EAT YOU!" kiko: "now why would you do that?" bear: "CUZ UHH... well... uhhh...." kiko: "if you're hungry, i can show you to a river that's rife with salmon." bear: ..... kiko: "come with me, i can tell you a story on the way there." bear: "o-okay.." kiko: "hmmm, oh! let me tell you the story of a forest full of spirits and light, a forest that was blind to the danger that would befall it."

Kiko steals lots of pastries, wherever he can find them. the big ones he shares with the Lark, like pies.

Kiko is a card gamer and he makes his own card games. he used to strive for a balanced game, but he was too good at his game and Clementine started refusing to play with him, so he made Clementine absurdly powerful cards so that he could play with someone.

he listens to the bedtimes stories critters tell their children and draws them.

some of the stories he hears are told to get the little ones to obey, like stories of trolls that eat naughty mice. he likes to draw terrifying depictions and leave them outside warrens for the mothers to show at night.

when he's especially bored, he will create entire tiny picture books and leave them at critter dens, just to hear his stories being told at night.

for those who play Magic: The Gathering, Kiko created Bloomburrow from a hodgepodge of the stories he's heard from forest animals.

Kiko loves everyone in the Lark as friends. Kingsley is his favorite to scheme with, Cole is his favorite to mess with.

i'll be reblogging this with more Kiko trivia :D

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[kanisema-blog]

Not Your Typical Reincarnation Story

Chapter 20: The Festival

I sat at the dining table, the grand room feeling even larger as I ate my lunch alone. The clink of silverware against porcelain was the only sound, echoing softly in the expansive space. I had grown accustomed to these solitary meals, but today felt different, perhaps because of the anticipation simmering beneath the surface.

Mich entered the room, her expression a mix of excitement and duty. "Miss Xaiana, there's a festival event in town tonight. It starts after sunset. I thought you might be interested."

I looked up, a spark of curiosity igniting within me. "A festival? That sounds delightful. Thank you for letting me know, Mich."

After finishing my meal, I spent the afternoon in my room, sketching designs inspired by the mansion's opulence and the natural beauty I had encountered. Time seemed to fly as I lost myself in the flow of creativity, my pencil dancing across the paper. As the sun began to dip below the horizon, I set aside my sketches and turned my attention to preparing for the festival.

I rummaged through my walk-in closet, searching for the perfect outfit. I settled on a flowing, midnight-blue dress adorned with delicate silver embroidery that shimmered like stars. I paired it with a set of matching accessories—a silver necklace with a moon pendant, delicate earrings, and a bracelet that sparkled with tiny crystals. As a finishing touch, I pinned a silver hair clip adorned with a single sapphire in my hair.

"Ready, Miss Xaiana?" Mich asked, appearing at the doorway.

I nodded, feeling a thrill of excitement. "Yes, let's go."

We made our way to town, the atmosphere electric with anticipation. Colorful lanterns hung from every building, casting a warm, inviting glow. Stalls lined the streets, offering an array of tantalizing foods and handcrafted goods. The air was filled with laughter and the hum of conversation, blending with the melodies played by street musicians.

Mich and I roamed through the festival, our senses overwhelmed by the myriad sights, sounds, and smells. We sampled a variety of treats—sweet pastries, savory skewers, and refreshing fruit drinks. We joined in the activities, trying our hand at games and admiring the intricate artistry of local craftsmen.

As we wandered, I accidentally bumped into someone, nearly knocking them over. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed, reaching out to steady them.

The person turned, and I found myself face-to-face with Katarina Solace. Her eyes widened in surprise, but a warm smile quickly spread across her face. "No harm done. Festivals can get quite crowded, can't they?"

I nodded, relieved at her easygoing response. "They certainly can. I'm Xaiana Elsher, by the way."

"Katarina Solace," she replied, her smile widening. "Nice to meet you, Xaiana."

Mich introduced herself as well, and soon the three of us were strolling through the festival together. Katarina was charming and lively, her enthusiasm infectious. We visited more stalls, trying various snacks and chatting animatedly. Despite knowing her role in the book, I found myself genuinely enjoying her company.

As the evening wore on, the sky darkened, and the festival's lights grew brighter, casting a magical glow over everything. Suddenly, the first firework shot into the sky, exploding in a burst of color. More followed, painting the night with vibrant hues. We stood in awe, the spectacle above mesmerizing.

"It's beautiful," Katarina said softly, her eyes reflecting the fireworks.

"Yes, it is," I agreed, my gaze shifting from the sky to her. In that moment, I saw why Loyd could be drawn to her. She had a presence that was hard to ignore, a light that shone brightly even in the darkest of nights.

The fireworks continued, each one more stunning than the last. As the grand finale lit up the sky, the crowd erupted in applause, the air buzzing with excitement and joy. When the display ended, we lingered for a moment, soaking in the lingering beauty of the night.

"Thank you for spending time with us, Katarina," I said as we made our way back through the festival.

"It was my pleasure," she replied. "I had a wonderful time. We should do this again sometime."

With that, we parted ways, Mich and I heading back to the mansion. The night had been a welcome distraction, a blend of new friendships and the magic of the festival. As we walked, I couldn't help but wonder about the paths that lay ahead, intertwined with those I had met in this world.

[corpseprxnce]

m going to a wedding and the theme is black tie, and im thinkin about splurging on some vivienne westwood. ive been saving for a while and i can FINALLY afford it!! im a bit unsure though

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Oh my gosh they're all so expensive!!

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I'm sure you will look gorgeous either way!!

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Crystals have the capacity to affect and transform lives. Never assume that a person wearing a crystal pendant is doing it merely for fashion. Some people firmly believe in the benefits of crystals, and for them, miracles actually occur. As a result, if you have no idea what crystals are worth, keep reading to learn about the many crystal types and what they imply.

Heart Shaped Pendants

The shape will draw the love energies, as do all heart shapes. Help is also available for those who are feeling bad. This improves mental health and aids in the recovery of the person from their state of loss, depression, pain, and suffering. A person's fertility is also said to be improved by wearing this crystal pendant.

Cube Pendants

This form produces a substantial amount of energy. On the users, they have a stabilising impact. If they are programmed in that order, these crystals aid in the realisation of specific wishes.

Pencil Pendants

They are long, slender, and typically have a pointy end, just like pencils. The opposite end is boring. The crystal pendant is used by the energy workers to construct. The casual crystal healers can also use them on a daily basis.

Egg Pendant

This crystal pendant enhances a person's visual appeal. These kinds of crystals are used by reflexologists and acupressure practitioners. The energy in the shape of an egg can identify any imbalances in the body and work to correct them over time.

Pendulum Pendant

They are simple to make into a necklace. They can also function as a pendulum. They can serve as a healer and a protector for you if you wear them. This crystal pendant also reveals any physical imbalances you may be experiencing. The pendulum crystals are used by healers and hypnotists for a variety of purposes.

Laser Wands Pendants

They're transparent in colour. The crystal pendant is lengthy and has a pointed end. Since the energy focuses at the tips, this kind of stone is quite beneficial. They are primarily utilised by energy healers. If you use them, make sure your motives are sincere and good.

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Rituals and Red Tape Chapter: 7

Along the fine line of the filigree it split itself in twain. Fine tendrils of flesh and fiber swaying along a breeze unseen or perhaps, more of a current? Supple skin rippled and pulsed with the thrum of something deep. With stretching and ripping, the skin once taut was torn, down down the sweet ichor poured. We beheld this hateful thing as from beyond the darkness and veil of secrets a sickly pale light shown. From this light grew a shadow. From this shadow a pearl took center stage. A pale clouded eye stared down from its nest as tendril waved unspeakable words.

Peter had now opened his eyes and recoiled in fear. I stood steadfast and stared back at the opaque observer. Its vision cleared as life returned to the cold dead stare. Brilliant crimson and fatty yellow swirled around a deep purple pupil. Which contracted to a pin prick before more of the creature sloughed off the comfort of conformity. An elder tongue shook the chamber over and over, more life blood spilling from the parasitized rooms. Symbols of malice and contempt etched themselves into the air in a toxic hue. Yet I remained still and silent.

“Al-” his words were cut short as I threw him through a portal.

The grand tumor swayed slowly now quiet as stone. With each pendulum swing the room shifted and moved to keep it upright. Letting out a guttural hiss the  entity carved itself a mouth filled with gnashing needle teeth.

“To think we must subject ourselves to this form of correspondence.” An indulgent regal tone poisoned thought and space alike. “Speak worm, how dare you intrude upon our court uninvited. Though we must commend your ability to locate our holy domain. Perhaps you are not a worm, mayhaps, a sickly grub.” With malicious glee it grinned and with a great flash of purple light drew me closer.

I was dwarfed by this obstinate ocular object, ten of me would not even touch the pupil. But yet, I stood firm.

“State your name for the record.” I commanded with a trembling stomach.

Caustic saliva hissed along the ground as the beast laughed “How novel! The grub thinks to command us! You have entertained us, so we shall fulfill your request, grub. We are the grand duchess of quivering flesh, the baroness of sanguine sacrament, the highest of ordained rulers of eternal life, M’al’stomexra.”

Always with the convoluted names…

Summoning forth a clipboard, a form, and pen I stared deep into that open sore of a pupil “Very well M’al’stomexra I just have a few questions I need to ask you. This is to satisfy ruling 2B7G of regulation H54T concerning the unauthorized and/or unregulated emergence into this plane of reality by entities of deific class seven or higher.” I grab a hold of the pendant around my neck and speak into it “This is Alex, I need to request authorization for interaction with a class seven entity. Noticeable and extensive reality tears have been noted along with the endangerment of local Dreamers and possible Denizens.”

Several bells chimed back in response.

“Oh thank goodness, the system isn’t down this time.” I nod and release my grip and summon forth a chair to set upon. Unfortunately the only material to reshape was this fleshy growth and now my backside was wet. 

During this interaction M’al’stomexra was unable to speak, not through anything that I had done, but the tightness of her grimace betrayed her calm demeanor.

“While we wait I suppose we can go over a few of the more basic questions that don’t require authorization.” I place the lead of the pencil to the paper and clear my throat “I’m sorry but I will need you to state your name once more for official documentation.”

“You insolent worm! How dare you speak to us as such! I will consume your essence for this trespass!” She thrashed in a rage and gnawed at her own lips. Molten blood spilled and hardened into jagged crystals on the ground.

I sat there tapping the pencil against the paper.

The large pupil then dilated and her tone was flat as she stared into the middle distance “M’al’stomexra…” blinking rapidly she returned her gaze to me “How?”

Nodding and scribing “Thank you. Now, by what means did you find an entry here? Please be as specific as possible.”

Once more she is over taken “We had whispered secrets into the mind of a particularly incorrigible worm. We spoke to it in loving tones. Filled its mind with the runes and incantations needed to bring our holy vessel into this reality. With proper sacrifice we were permitted access through the open sore.” A fearful rage overtook her “What is this grub doing to us, why are we unable to resist this urge?” Her voice erupted forth causing the dark red liquid to swell up and away.

“Thank you for being so forthcoming, now I do need to inform you that you have several outstanding violations that really do need to be addressed, but before that, and I am sorry but this is all by standard procedure, can you please elaborate on your exact business of being here? Are we here for business, pleasure, a little of both maybe?��

I watched as her pupil rapidly fluctuated between dilation and expansion. Biting down upon what would be her lower lip she groaned and snarled. “Insect! It has no…hrng…control over us!” A wave of undiluted malice poured from the writhing mass.

Leaning back in the chair I sighed “Ma’am please answer the question, otherwise we are just going to be here forever.” My words remained steady but in preparation for what incomprehensible tantrum would soon be upon me, I turned the cloth of my robe to a chitinous armor that sealed itself around me. 

Red lightning arc’d across the room. Thick electrical tendrils streaked across every surface as she fought against the judicial restraint. The room, shuddering, with each convulsion as she chewed at her own tongue. 

“It…has…no…control! We seek a chair amo-no! Sniveling putrid creature! Our qualifications are as follows-silence!” Her flesh now boiling; a wall of heat seared the ground black. “You. Will. Not. Control. Us!” She then grew very still. Unblinking. Frozen in place. Flesh and form transmuted into an opaque crimson crystal sphere.

After waiting a few moments I grabbed ahold of my pendant “Entity appears to have ceased all activity. Submitting for escalation of allowed authority and possible relocation of said entity.”

A monotone voice responds “Submission accepted: Authorization pending approval from high management please wait.”

“Damnit Dave.” I whispered, still eyeing the impending threat above me.

“Alex?” A voice called from far behind me.

Shit! How did he get back here so soon?

I turned to spot Peter high along the smooth wall waving down at me. He then disappeared back beyond the horizon, only to come sprinting back and leaping into the air. With a noticeable grace he dove down into the slurry, not even making a wave, and swam over to me.

“Woah! That’s some pretty neat armor, although in my opinion the one glowing green eye is a little overkill.” He, without even being asked, critiqued while drawing closer. Still damp with, whatever, the liquid was.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I hissed trying to not take my eye off the orb.

“I thought we were on the assignment together?” He pouted then spotted the orb “Wooooah, did you do that?” He jogs over and stands close with wide eyed enthusiasm.

“Peter, please back up that thing is still very dangerous.” Taking a step towards him a spider web of cracks creeps up the surface of the orb, small shards falls like snow to the ground.

There was no time to think. Within a flash I had closed the short distance between us and retreated to a safe distance. The fragile egg had cracked and the searing yolk oozed in thick strands to the ground. Where it touched grew black and putrid before crumbling to dust. A beating light illuminated the shape inside as it twitched and moved. Impatient about its birth a six digit claw shears through the shell. Razor talons of crimson rend large chunks away from the whole as a second begins its own work. 

Once a sufficient opening had been made the amniotic sac sloughed from its prison, two long and slender arms waving limply during the descent. These arms clawed into the ground and the mass was dragged to the waters edge before submerging under the surface. Then: silence.

Holding Peter close in a high hallway I walked us back from the edge. “Peter, listen to me, you need to get out of here, this isn’t the greatest place for a rookie to be.”

Struggling against my grip “I thought we were supposed to be doing this together? Can you let go, you’re squeezing me too tight.”

“Sorry.” I eased my grip and let him slip away. “I know, but, shit, things are different now. I thought we were just going to be taking care of some minor issues…not this.” I looked behind us towards the end of the hallway, still nothing.

“And do you care to tell me exactly what this is?” He leaned against the wall crossing his arms.

“Oh, I mean yeah? I’ll see if I can put it into some easy terms. So the long and short of it; that thing is an entity from outside this reality that has found her way into this one via the use of deception and skirting regulation.”

“I see, so it broke some of the rules?”

“Yes! Thank you for paying attention.”

“So…what do we do about this?”

“We don’t do anything; I have to take care of it.”

“How? And, why can’t I help?”

“Well, either she is going to leave of her own accord or I have to escort her out of the reality; she is always welcome to come back, she just has to be sure to go through the correct channels and regulations. And, you can’t help because you don’t have the proper clearance for this kind of thing.”

“Alex.” The single note of Dave’s voice exited from the pendant.

“Hang tight Peter, I’ve got to chat with the boss.” Walking a few steps away I brought the pendant close to my head for a more private conversation. “Dave. What the hell Dave!?”

“Alex. There is no need to raise your tone with me. I can understand your communication just fine. Also can you elaborate? Are you asking about Hell or merely relaying some negative emotions by invoking the name?”

“I’m relaying negative emotions Dave, you sent me and a rookie to deal with an interdimensional interloper!” I hissed looking back at Peter, he was sitting nicely on a couch not too soaked in viscera.

“Alex. You are my most trusted manager. An asset to this team. Who else would I send?”

“Dave that's not th- nevermind, look, you can’t just shove new hires into very dangerous situations and expect them to stick around.”

“Alex. I am feeling as if you are missing the chance for some wonderful one on one bonding and training. Think of how excited Paul-”

“Peter.” He looks up to me and I wave a hand and point to the pendant.

“Alex. Do not interrupt. Peter. Think of how exciting for Peter this must be. I am certain you are both doing a wonderful job. As it stands. I see you have requested advanced authorization. I see no need to approve it. I wanted to reach out to you directly and let you know. I am working on our communication. As per HR recommendation.”

“Dave! We have a potential Board candidate, I need the extra oomph.” I turn to look back at Peter and at the end of the hallway is a single glowing eye, encircled by teeth, Peter has not noticed it yet.

“Alex. Please elaborate what oomph means. I am unaware of this word and wish to understand. So as to add it to my lexicon.”

The eye moves back, showing the head of this new figure. It is a bloated and undulating mass of flesh is the rough approximation of a human head. Exposed teeth curve up into an uneasy grin that bisects most of the face. Rearing back I see it raise an arm, claws positioned towards Peter in an open palm cup.

“Alex. I am sure our communications are still open. Please define oomph.”

All motion slows as the arm begins to heave it’s mass closer and closer. Daves voice is not but static to me now as the world melts away. 

A thunderous crash.

Dust filled lungs.

Darkness.

Then a pale blue light.

“A-Alex?” Peter coughs.

Pulsating flesh had encircled us, the heat hot as a sauna. Yet it was kept at bay by the oscillating and rotating scripture cast by the hammer I held in my right hand. Shielding Peter behind me I stared forward and gently pushed him back. Without a word I felt him leave my side and pass through the gap of the claws. The rhythmic pounding of his feet becoming fainter and fainter. 

“Alex. After some reconsideration your request has been approved. Please have a full definition of ‘oomph’ prepared for your next employee review.” The blue glow faded as Dave disconnected.

With the protective layer gone, the hand closed around me and dragged me from the hallway. My body shook as I felt the monstrous being laugh. “Pitiful insect.” It hissed while hurling me towards one of the far walls.

As I soared through the air I got a good look at it. A humanoid form was clothed in thick layers of undulating flesh and viscera. The misshapen head did not rest upon a neck, but rather, it was suspended by an interwoven mesh of tendons and ligaments. It fashioned its garbs into the manner of some kind of royalty. The skin of this morbid monarch was rough and pitted with sores. Above its head was a slowly rotating crown of mangled and fused dreamers all crying out silently in pain. I then hit the wall and felt my own body shudder.

“You thought to forestall our grand arrival! How foolish!” It raised the back of a hand to its face, hiding its maw as it laughed. “Yet here we stand, in our radiance and divine glory. The worm should be honored, it will make a fine consort.” With a howl of wind it lunged with arm outstretched and a ravenous smile.

Peeling myself from the me-shaped hole I steadied my breath and the world slowed once more. At the current moment my right arm felt limp and a telling warmth was spreading from the shoulder joint down to my fingers. With a wince I swapped which hand gripped the hammer and withdrew my injured limb back into the body. Unable to hold her in place she was closing the gap, slowly, but the gap was shrinking all the same.

Should I say some kind of one liner? I think that would be appropriate here. Something along the lines of ‘you’re not my type’ maybe. 

I mean…she is pretty huge…but yeah, no, the seeping wounds are kind of a deal breaker. Plus she keeps calling me worm and insect…she does have nice hands though…damn it Alex focus!

The Queen was starting to speed up. 

Waiting for my moment I gripped the handle of the hammer firmly. The form shimmered like quicksilver as the mass centered around the head, not as elegant as the mace I had held, but this war hammer would serve me better. My eyes trained on her slender fingers. I tensed my left arm and counted my breath. Her enchanting eyes gleamed with predatory bloodlust, her claws now a hair's breadth from my head. I choke up on the hammer, time starts to rapidly advance. 

“No thank you!” My hammer cracks the sound barrier and her hand in half. The momentum of the swing carrying me along the arc.

Damn it Alex! Fuck it no more words!

The hammer lodges itself deep into the ceiling and I dangle in the air, held aloft only by my left limb. The Queen howls in pain as she holds her bisected arm. Seething with rage, fire licks the ground around her and a thick red smoke billows from the wound as it closes. The blood ocean boils and hisses as the room becomes shrouded in a thick red fog; her piercing yellow eyes were spotlights in the haze. 

Contorting my body I place both feet on the ceiling and pull. Drywall and other building material falls as it gives up the prize. A few pieces must have struck her as I was suddenly illuminated in the sickly yellow. As a thick crack spreads from the impact site I find more and more leverage. Crouching into a low stance I store as much energy as I could before swiftly extending and releasing it all at once. Metal scraping against plaster I am sent into a nosedive at breakneck speeds. With sight being useless right now I closed my eyes and felt the world rush past.

A meaty crack.

A deluge of liquid roaring.

The soft ground buckling under my feet.

My speed was too great; to keep from falling into the boiling roil I dropped the weapon low, like the anchor of a ship. Thankfully I could only feel the scalding on the back of my heels. Now useful my sight beheld the shadowy form of The Queen clutching at her head. She writhed and swung wildly at the air; the mist swirling and leaving clear wounds. Shoulding the hammer on my shoulder I waited in a ready stance. The end was still a ways away.

Now at ground level I could truly appreciate her scale. Maybe hundreds of feet tall? I was, well, an insect in comparison. Her face twisted in pain and unfiltered aggression as she held where her left eye had been, before I had my way with it. Her steps boomed and shook where I stood as she searched and searched. I broke off into a sprint, trying to keep the weight balanced well enough. Despite all odds she must have heard the pitter patter of my advance; turning now to me she slammed a dagger heeled foot into the ground. Pulsating veins erupted from below and thrashed around like snapped cables, spewing caustic agony everywhere. I ducked just before having my head knocked off by a girthy artery but was smacked directly in the chest by the second branch.

The impact is softened by the armor but the force still stabs through me. With the hammer on my shoulder I was thankfully top heavy enough to still charge on; albeit with a slightly left curve. She had plunged her heel too deep and became entrapped in the flesh. I thrust my shoulder up; as the hammer rises I lean into its weight and let the momentum slide the shaft down my hand. Gripping tightly just before the end the force sends the entire mass in a horizontal arc. The first strike plows through her achille’s tendon before the circle is completed and the second doubles back and tears foot from calf. 

Howling in agony she drives the bloody stump down towards me. I raise my weapon high but still she drives me down. I can feel my legs buckling and snapping. Her blood has coated me, it burns, but it provides enough lubrication to let me slip my way out from being reduced to an Alex-puddle. No longer having such an easy time standing, her good leg buckles and bends as she drives a hand down to steady herself. The ground squelches. My limbs scream for a moment of rest but I press on. Placing myself near one of her nails I raise my hammer high. She swipes with her free hand and I have just enough time to redirect my swing to the more important target. With a deep boom her hand snaps back and begins to rise into the air. Before it is out of reach I grab a hold now holding both my hammer and her fetid flesh. 

Letting go I let myself be carried high up. Being thrown into that wall was starting to catch up with me, that blow to the chest had messed something up inside, and she had caught me off guard with that stomp and now even my legs were starting to fail. I had to take this chance.

Gently landing back on the ceiling my right arm was corporeal once more. The pain was seering but I gritted my teeth and grasped the handle with it. Digging into an opening in the armor I pulled the golden rings out from my robes and tossed them down. Golden stakes dug themselves into The Queen's limbs and chest from portals opened by the rings. Attached to these stakes were thick golden chains that strained under tension as they held her in place. Under her another larger golden portal began to open, the destination an inky void. She roared and howled against her bonds, gnashing her teeth like some kind of beast at the chains. Now holding the handle with both hands I leapt from my spot as a target of gold superimposed itself on her head.

“Subsection A of Interdimensional translocation clearly states: that those in the party of the intruded retain full right of action against those in the party of intruder. As such given the nature of your ingress into this reality you have been found in violation of several accounts of trespassing, unregulated coercion, impersonation of upper sphere beings, and other items not stated outright.” fighting through the agony I lift the hammer and hold it high above me as I fall, the head doubling in size “You will be fined equal to the extent of damage done to this reality.” The size triples, “You will be placed onto a reality wide watchlist and barred entry for several cycles until your case can be re-examined.” Now within striking distance I swing the hammer, ignoring the sound of something snapping “Despite this, we hope you enjoyed your time…now get the fuck out of my reality!” 

The ground around us quakes as her head is jettisoned away from its woven perch. Hot blood showers the room as it is lost into the void. Once it had passed beyond the horizon all the portals instantly closed, the stakes and chains dissipating into golden dust. My weapon also dissolves into fine powder before fading from view. Breathing heavy, I'm thankful that weight is gone.

The ample bosom I had been standing atop of begins to quickly putrefy. A horrendous smell surrounds; to escape nauseating circumstances I translocate to the other side of the massive interior quickly. As the body is reduced into a black slurry the walls of the chamber heaved and shed their fleshy exteriors. An audible sigh echoed throughout the entire hotel; at least I assume so, it was pretty damn loud. Small beetle-like things emerged from smaller holes in the structure and began to repair the damaged portions. With a sense of some kind of pride I hobbled my way towards the crown of residents. They had fallen still, peaceful expressions covered their faces. I hadn’t had a great chance to notice but in the center of this crown was Jacob, crystalized into a facsimile of a ruby. With stiff robotic movement he took notice of me, and waved. I waved back.

“We’re going to need a cleanup crew, also,” as I spoke into the pendant I counted the number of forms in the crown “send word to the morgue, have them open twelve spots.”

A sharp pain in my back, a concussive force, warmth. 

Stumbling forward, two arms wrapped around my waist “Alex! You’re okay!”

“Hey boss…woah, you look like shit.” 

Prying Peter’s arms off with a groan “Thank you for the kind words Andrea, wait, what are you doing here? Also Peter, please don’t, I’m in a whole world of pain and you’re not helping.” I held Peter at arms length by shoulders.

“Little guy made his way all the way to the office to get help, said you were fighting something huge.” Andrea clapped Peter on the back, this lifted his sullen expression. “Nobody else wanted to come, but I had some time to kill, come to find out you were already done.” She looks around the room. “Caretaker is not going to be thrilled about all the repair work.”

“Well maybe he needs to keep a better eye on his tenants.” I nod to Jacob, who waves at Andrea and Peter.

They both wave back.

“Is it dead?” Peter cranes his neck to look at what remained of The Queen, nothing much more than bleached bones and bile now.

“Huh? Oh, no. Banished. For now at least. She can try submitting an actual request form in a few cycles. Look I’m beat, Andrea do you think you can handle watching Peter for a while. Maybe show him around the morgue?” The armor around me had now returned to the familiar cloth of my robes, tattered and torn.

“Morgue? L-like, dead body m-m-morgue?” Peter had drained to snow white.

“Not exactly kid. Think of it more like a, um, lost and found? Also a repair shop? Look, I can explain on the way.” Andrea holds him in a tight side hug “I’ve got it boss, go take a breather before we have to carry you there too.”

“Thanks Andrea, I owe ya.” I called forth a portal right to my office.

“I’ll add it to the board.” She and Peter wave as the portal closes behind me.

Taking three steps forward, I collapse into my chair. 

Maybe it’s finally time I took a vacation.

[miazims]

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