#Isabel Ascended

[bkenber]

'Magic Mike's Last Dance' Movie and Blu-ray Review

The following review was written by Ultimate Rabbit correspondent, Tony Farinella. I thought the first two “Magic Mike” films served two different purposes, but they were entertaining and fun in different ways.  The first “Magic Mike,” directed by Steven Soderbergh, was more artistic and character driven.  It was a good film with great performances and cinematography. In “Magic Mike XXL,” we got…

[aphrodeiities]

𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔬 𝔬𝔰𝔟𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔬𝔫𝔢

chart readings are open!

intuitive readings are open!

WARNING 18+ POST.

♇ i've noticed a lot of libra risings have over bites or there's something up with their teeth, or they could have big gums.

♇ people with asteroid hazard [9305] in their ninth house are capable of running cults.

♇ virgo moons cannot handle fame. or critique that comes their fame, example doja cat, nicki minaj and vinnie hacker.

♇ i've noticed pisces placements will try to make themselves fit into customs or ideas that have nothing to do with them.

♇ leo moons are very clingy to their mothers when they are young.

♇ i had realised that people who have Venus aspecting Mars had issues with people of same sex/gender and heavily attracted those of the opposite.

♇ 7h placements love drama especially if they have mercury, lilith and pluto there, they like to start shit.

♇ virgo placements can talk about themselves a looot.

♇ aquarius moon's normally have a weird head shape im sorry, or its very prominent, example natalie nunn and jaidyn alexis. [natalie nunn left and jaidyn alexis right]. aquarius moon is the epitome of the moon emojis 🌚🌝🌛🌜

♇ martian venuses tend to like each other, even if they're different elements. [aries and scorpio venuses].

♇ people with uranus in 3h tend to multi-task really well.

♇ pluto-jupiter aspects especially square, conj or opposition are very hypersexual.

♇ we know that scorpio moon can bring not the best relationship with mothers, but women with a scorpio moon might've had a mother that's weirdly obsessive with them?

♇ you could always tell when someone has a leo moon, it's definitely the hair, in my opinion when it comes to appearance the moon is stronger than the ascendant, especially when it comes to this sun ruled sign. [they like to dye their hair too].

♇ my nephew a leo moon and his hair is amazing, aside from that leo moons love to style their hair too, example, kylie jenner. [plus, my nephew's hair is styled all the time too]. another example is megan thee stallion.

♇ and me and my friends could tell the actor of orson hodge from desperate housewives was a leo moon, his hair showed it all. kyle maclachlan.

♇ i remember when someone said rahu replaces, like how in time camera pictures replaced paintings [even though painting is still used] another example could be that facebook was replaced by instagram. with how twitter and netflix are going, another website/app will replace them soon.

♇ some virgo moon men could have a weird relationship with their mother, or for another example, virgo moon mother's can be a great example of how weird "boy mother's" are.

♇ i can always tell when someone is krittika or an aries ascendant/aries in big 3 [tropical and sidereal, that JAW will show], example bree van de kamp the actress being marcia cross who has sun and venus in aries, next to her is simone ashley who has an sun and moon in aries.

♇ aquarius in big six are amazing at playing bimbo [when actually they're very smart], example marilyn monroe, isabel clancy [who is known for her 2000's bimbo tiktok skits].

marilyn monroe an aquarius moon.

isabel clancy an aquarius venus and mars.

paris hilton an aquarius sun, mercury and venus.

chart readings are open!

intuitive readings are open!

astro observations masterlist

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[marsprincess889]

Pro tip when trying to guess someone's placements, esp when you wanna know the ascendant:

✨👉YONI ANIMALS👈✨

that's it.

But seriously, impressions can be deceptive. In my experience, yoni animals are the easiest way to guess correctly. Different nakshatras with the same yoni animal can be eerily similar in appearance and "vibes".

Also nakshatra pairs(purva and uttaras) can have similarities too. And btw, don't forget rashi placements and any planets conjunct luminaries and asc. Combine these factors and you can find nakshatras the most similar to a chart that it might not even have.

So, before you decide on a placement, you might want to consider the whole chart and all its major factors. You can play with associations because they often manifest that way, you might never be sure how something from the chart might show on the outside unless you observe and intuitively contemplate real life examples.

I'll give you a nice example. I've always though I had something Purva Phalguni-ish in me. I have that nakshatra nowhere. BUT I have a Venus nakshatra(Bharani moon) and a Phalguni nakshatra(Uttara Phalguni Ascendant), both of which describe Purva Phalguni. I also always admired and "got" Shatabhishas, even though I don't have that nakshatra anywhere neither. I do have Sun tightly conjunct Saturn and Rahu(Shatabhisha's rashi and nakshatra lords) though.

"Yoni" means "origin" and I think that once you contemplate on a nakshatra and its natives, its nature will just reveal itself to you. Yoni animals are truly so simplistic, in a pure way. Cow yonis do have cow eyes. Sheep yonis do have compact but soft features. Cat yonis have prominent cheekbones and cat eyes. Elephant yonis have protruding years, higher cheekbones and a soft, deep expression. Lion yonis have square-ish faces and strong, blunter features.

Yoni animals of all placements do show on a person's face, but moon, ascendant and sun always show the most.

But mainly, to truly understand the essence and the nature of nakshatras and yoni animals, I think it's important that everyone forms a personal understanding of them over time while avoiding delusion as much as possible. Instead of relying on popular labels that have become associated with nakshatras, I'd urge anyone to observe personally and gain experiential knowledge about whatever they're trying to understand.

There's always new things to discover about nakshatras. Don't rob yourself and others of that insight by repeating old narratives. There's also the posts that say new things with questionable or nonexistent proof/arguments and that's what I call irresponsibility and/or delusion.

This turned into a rant but am I wrong though?

And now, the part that no one asked for😭 but an interesting one nevertheless...

And btw, I might as well say this: I think there is no way on earth Anya Taylor-Joy is Bharani ascendant(she has revealed that her ascendant is in tropical Taurus, which includes Ashwini, Bharani and Krittika). She's U. Bhadra moon and Ashwini Sun for context.

A recent post on here has made a comparison to Bharani natives and their elvish appearance but look.

Look, Bharani does look elvish but so does Uttara Bhadrapada(her moon), in a different way. This is why relying purely on labels might lead ro errors. She wears her hair and sometimes dresses in an ethereal way. And there is slight bharani influence in her(her mercury) but I clearly see Krittika in her. I clearly see the solar sharpness and the sheep yoni essence.

🐑☀️🐏🔪

Here are some bharani natives, for comparison:

Claire Holt, Gaia Weiss, Isabel Lucas. All Bharani moon

Bharani's features and softness are deep and strong. Krittika is sharper and more compact.

So yeah, I am not calling anyone out, I just wanted to state my opinion on her placement while I was at it.

Let me know your thoughts p o l i t e l y and r e s p e c t f u l l y .

Have a great time 💕

[oh-meow-swirls]

okay it actually says chapter 2 which is ever so slightly better (since nate does have quests in chapter 2. though also the mirapo quest is not in chapter 2 for nate????) but. hailey doesn't have any quests until the detective agency opens. in chapter 4. there is literally only one quest as hailey that isn't gotten through the detective agency (the don-chan quest)-

i like how the wiki consistently has completely inaccurate information on 3's quests. especially hailey's. the navbox at least used to claim she had quests in chapter 1 when nate doesn't even have quests in chapter 1-

[virginiadre]

Rise, Sagittarius 🏺

(Adriana Lima, Sagittarius Ascendant 16°)

In true sagittarian fashion, I decided to spontaneously start writing down this post in honour of the renowned and powerful rising sign: sagittarius.

(Elizabeth Taylor, Eartha Kitt, Brigitte Bardot)

In my research, I stumbled upon a rather shocking realization: how utterly common this rising sign is among women involved in showbiz and public affairs. I couldn't help but to perceive this mutable fire sign in a more broader light.

(Catherine Zeta-Jones, Winona Ryder, Anne Hathaway)

Familiar faces in Hollywood would be sharing few signs in common, and for most actresses it Sagittarius on the first house. What intrigues me is that there seems to be no shared physical appeal, they're range from girl-next-doors to bombshell divas. Provided we know the Ascendant rules over our personality foremost, it elevates me to see women with sagittarius asc be commonly known for their bold and audacious nature among their peers.

(Jessica Chastain, Jodie Foster, Isabelle Huppert)

Award winning lead actresses with a knack for outspoken personas is nothing short of a fire sign woman. They're not mysterious as the scorpio lady, but carry their sex appeal with a bold dominance. Prime definition of independence, regardless of marital status.

(Jennifer Lawrence 1st decan, Kate Winslet 3rd decan)

They're no less aggressive than an Aries, nor any way lack the leonine boldness. To me, the sagittarius 1H has sealed and embraced for themselves a path of adventure, where they aim to be pioneers of whatever field these women choose to go into.

(Vivienne Westwood, Hailey Baldwin Bieber)

For the sagittarius ascendant, their 11th house of gains and community is the venus-ruled libra. From fashion, movies, beauty pageants, activism etc, they make an important figure of themselves in society via such occupations.

(Summer Walker, Paris Hilton, Kim Kardashian)

Their 10th house is the oh-so meticulous virgo. Whether they're the critics themselves or recipients, heavy feedback from the public is always directed back to them. I wouldn't override misogyny as the prime problem behind the backlash, but for the sag asc woman she is dealing with a ferocious kind of animosity.

(Simone de Beauvoir, sag asc 1°)

The words and works of these women have been deemed socially transformative. Their brave demeanor is applauded by their many admirers. I find them more eccentric than the average aquarius even and I believe it's to do with these women the sign as their 3rd house (locomotive, communication).

(Jhené Aiko, Rosalía, Fka Twigs)

With Aries sitting on their 5th house of self expression, it's no wonder you will mostly find a bold creative genius with this fiery placement. Whether the music is to your taste or not, it can't be denied that these women are progressing with their art to a rapid extent.

(Jada Pinkett-Smith, Lady Diana, Evan Rachel Wood)

A troubling topic to get into but it's sadly observed how most of these women don't experience healthy marriages. Very common it is for sag asc women to face disturbances in their commitments. They're no strangers to instability nor infidelity.

(Scarlett Johansson, sag asc 1°)

Underestimating the Sagittarian fire is foolish I say.

~ all the examples I've shown here are of women whose birth times have A+ rodden rating on the astro databank.

[youremyheaven]

vedic astrology observations pt 4

1. big buff men 🥵💪🏼

I had previously observed that Mars, Jupiter & Cancer influence is what makes certain men naturally possess a big, broad frame and a beefy physique

Another important factor is having a large yoni animal (elephant, buffalo or cow) because our yoni animal also affects our physique

I had previously made an observation about how Moon dominant women tend to have a very voluptuous physique and upon further research, the same largely applies to Moon dominant men😍🙈

Jason Momoa, Pushya stellium (sun, mercury and venus) Vishaka moon and mars in Mrigashira (darakaraka)

Henry Cavill is Bharani sun, Shravana moon & rising, venus in Mrigashira and saturn in Chitra

Channing Tatum has Uttaraphalguni moon & saturn (his atmakaraka), venus in Mrigashira (amatyakaraka) Ketu in Dhanishta

Joe Manganiello has Revati moon, venus in Dhanishta amatyakaraka

Dolph Lundgren (walmart Arnold according to some) has Swati sun, Purvabhadrapada moon, Vishaka mercury amatyakaraka and jupiter in Chitra atmakaraka, along with ketu in Bharani

Terry Crews, Pushya sun & mercury, Hasta moon conjunct ketu, mars in Punarvasu

Michael Clarke Duncan has Pushya moon. Shravana venus and mars in Vishaka atmakaraka, jupiter in Chitra and ketu in Bharani

Steve Reeves, Bharani moon, venus in Dhanishta, Jupiter conjunct Ascendant in Shravana

Gerard Butler, Vishaka sun conjunct mercury, venus in Swati, Hasta rising

2. Ingenues in cinema are often played by Punarvasu, Pushya, Rohini & Mrigashira natives. An Ingenue is a character trope used to describe a female character that is young, endearingly innocent, virginal, naïve, sweet & gentle.

Mumtaz, was an Ingenue sex symbol in India in the 60s & 70s. She has Pushya sun & venus, Punarvasu mercury & rising, mars in Mrigashira atmakaraka

Drew Barrymore, Punarvasu moon, Mrigashira rising has played an ingenue in many of her films

Marilyn Monroe aka the most well renowned Ingenue sex symbol, has Rohini sun & mercury

In 13 going on 30, Jennifer Garner plays a little girl stuck in the body of a grown woman (which is what an Ingenue essentially is). She has Mrigashira moon with Venus conjunct Mars in Rohini

An extension of the "Ingenue" archetype would be the "Dumb Blonde archetype"

Christina Applegate's most well known role is that of Kelly in the show Married With Children. Kelly is a typical "dumb blonde". Christina is Mrigashira rising

Goldie Hawn is notorious for playing such characters. She is Mrigashira moon

in her acting roles, Jessica Simpson often played the "dumb blonde". She has Punarvasu sun conjunct mercury

Paris Hilton played a huge role in 2000s pop culture and most people associate the word "bimbo" with her. She has Pushya moon conjunct rahu

Pamela Anderson often played characters of this sort. She is Mrigashira rising with Mercury in Punarvasu as her amatyakaraka

Isabel Sarli often played a naive girl who gets taken advantage of sexually in many of her sexploitation movies. She has Punarvasu sun

Brigitte Bardot, the woman who was considered "Europe's answer to Marilyn Monroe" was Rohini moon (Marilyn being Rohini sun) with Ketu in Pushya

the role that propelled Margot Robbie to fame was that of a "blonde bombshell". Margot is Punarvasu rising (she also plays Barbie which is also very on brand)

Amy Adams' breakout role was that of an ingenue princess in Enchanted. She is Rohini rising (conjunct ketu), venus in Pushya and saturn in Punarvasu amatyakaraka

Cameron Diaz often played "the dumb blonde" early on in her career. She is a Punarvasu stellium (venus, ketu & rising)

Liv Tyler has played the ingenue, as well as "the damsel in distress" (an extension of the ingenue trope). She is Punarvasu rising with Jupiter in Mrigashira atmakaraka

Olivia de Havilland often played the Ingenue or characters that were extremely ladylike & "proper". She has a Punarvasu stellium (moon, venus & saturn), mercury in Mrigashira & ketu in Pushya

in the movie Black Swan, Nina is the "white swan", she is pure, innocent, naïve and incapable of playing the role of the sexually charged, erotic "Black Swan". Nina is played by Natalie Portman who has Mrigashira sun. (she has a dysfunctional relationship with her mother in the film and that's another recurring theme I will discuss in a future post)

it shouldn't be too surprising that Punarvasu & Pushya girls are on this list, Cancer has always been a mainstay rashi/sign in Bimbocore, with Barbie's creator herself having Ketu in Punarvasu and being played by Margot Robbie who is Punarvasu rising.

Mrigashira, is the first of the Mars nakshatras and thereby the least developed. Mars represents a very sexually charged, unbridled fiery erotic energy but in Mrigashira, these natives are unable to channel it. Now, keeping the mythology of Rohini & Mrigashira in mind, we know that Mrigashira has themes of being endlessly pursued; it is a very seductive nakshatra that entices others but these natives are emotionally almost childlike and innocent and uncertain about how to handle these advances. This makes them all the more appealing in many ways, the combination of physical sex appeal combined with a girly, innocent, naïve, childlike persona makes them more intriguing. Keep in mind the fact that both other Mars ruled naks are Rakshasa gana, which means they've developed the ability to exert their fiery Mars sexuality in a way that gives them control, Mrigashira being a Deva gana nakshatra AND a Mridu one, means that these natives are genuinely sincere hearted, guileless and vulnerable.

(here's a post that discuses this)

a very good example would be Brooke Shields; she was a child star who played roles and did things that were completely inappropriate for a child and as a result, she was sexualised at a very young age. she had a very dysfunctional relationship with her mother (a common theme in the lives of many of these natives) who managed her career. by the time she was a teenager she was the object of desire for everyone. however Brooke was a virgin until the age of 22. the most sexualised woman of her time was a shy, awkward virgin. Brooke has Rohini stellium (sun, jupiter & rahu) with Mrigashira moon & mercury.

Rohini was Brahma's daughter & Brahma desired her sexually, which made her run away from him. In Mrigashira she takes the form of a deer, leaving behind her human form which caused unnatural desire in her own father. Both these nakshatras are strongly tied to incest, stalking and taboo sexual desire. These natives are pursued by men who are fascinated by their innocence & sensuality. These natives seem to garner unwanted attention wherever they go; they are pursued endlessly and this makes them uncomfortable. Most of these natives choose to live very private lives, almost shrouded in secrecy, they are very quiet and do not indulge in attention seeking behaviour.

3. Nakshatras that are two tier like Uttarabhadrapada & Purvabhadrapada, Uttaraphalguni & Purvaphalguni, Uttarashada Purvashada tend to attract each other

Sanjay Leela Bhansali has Ketu in Uttarashada & his 2 muses are Aishwarya Rai (Purvashada moon) and Deepika Padukone (Purvashada sun)

Namjoon is a Purvaphalguni sun & Yoongi is a Uttaraphalguni moon. Although all the members share unique bonds with each other, Namjoon & Yoongi were the founding members of what became BTS and have a connection that goes wayyy back.

Tim Burton (Uttarashada moon) frequently works with Johnny Depp (Purvashada moon)

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[ambiguouslady42]

Remember Summer Days: Chapter 6 - Planetarium

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x Female OC

Genre: Fluff. The kind where your heart kind of melts.

Word Count: 2.6K

Tags: @pixelcafe-network, @hayatoseyepatch (big thanks for reading it for me)

Summary: It's not a date, but you know it is.

Chapter 5

Saturday Night. July 2007

Isabel still felt the warmth of his hand as they were being driven to an undisclosed location. She felt excited because nobody had done this before, but she was also curious if he had planned this by himself or with some help.

Satoru came up with the idea on a whim, he didn’t plan all the major details on how to make this the best night for her. He knew he could always ask her what to do after, but he felt he wasn’t sure what Isabel would think of him. Would she judge him for taking her out and then asking her what else they should do?

He started to notice that her grip on his hand was loosening. He grew worried that she finally got too uncomfortable and wanted to let go. Just when he had noticed that she was starting to lean her neck to the side, she fell asleep. Rather than let her neck hang to the side and become sore, he decides to move her head towards his arm. When she began to nuzzle against his arm, a pink hue appeared on his cheeks. She didn't move, and that was a great comfort to him; it meant she was becoming more comfortable with touching him.

The route to the undisclosed location was very busy. Traffic was lining up from the freeway’s exit. 

“There’s no other way to get around, we’ll have to sit here for a little while.” the driver informed Satoru. 

“It’s fine. Thanks a lot for this.” Satoru responded.

“...I can’t wait for this”, Isabel responded sleepily.

“You don’t need to wake up yet, Izzy. You can keep sleeping.” He said softly,  as to not awaken her. 

The radio was on. The station that the driver had been listening to was mostly playing 80’s music. Satoru began to reflect on the first time he spoke to Isabel about John Hughes's movies. He figured at some point he should have a movie night with her and his friends. He’s sure they’ll like her a lot too.

And when she wakes up and makes up her mi-i-ind//she’ll see I’m not so tough just because I’m in love with an uptown girl  

Satoru smiled at hearing this particular lyric. 

As the cars were all honking, trying to cut in front of each other to go into moving lanes, they all ascended a hill. She was slowly waking up. As she felt the car going up and making turns, she was trying to guess quietly where she could be going. “Where could we be?” she thought.

“Alright, we’re here.” the driver announced.

“Hey Izzy, wake up. We’re finally here!” Satoru’s excitement couldn’t be contained. He hoped that she would be excited with him, but only time will tell.

“Can I take off my blindfold now?” Isabel asked.

“Nope! Not until we get out of the car.” he grinned.

Satoru stepped out and opened the door for her. He helped her by grabbing her arm. “As fun as it would be to let you fall, I know you would be pretty mad.”

“I’d actually cry, dude.” Isabel attempted to shove him, but she couldn’t see him. He began to laugh at her.

“Who are you trying to push? Me?”

“No, the holy spirit. Yes, you, Sherlock.” with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

“Gotta do better than that.” 

He grabbed her arm and they walked ahead. The evening was entering the scene. The sky went from a purple hue and it was getting darker. The street lamps were illuminating. Cars were parked everywhere. People were observing the skyline nearby.

“Okay, NOW can I take off this blindfold?”

“No, I’ll do it.” 

“Ugh, where are we?!”

“Just be patient.”

“I’m not a patient person.”

“I can see that now.”

She sticks out her tongue at Satoru. Of course, she can only assume that he’s standing next to her, so he’s able to see this gesture. It makes him laugh. 

“Woman, stop being a brat. We’re here.”

He removes the blindfold. 

“Dude how did you know I wanted to be here?!”

“I didn’t, I just thought it would be a good idea for me to check it out, but I guess I knocked down two birds with one stone.”

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to come back to the observatory!” she smiled ear to ear and began to jump up and down.

“You’re such a dork. It’s really cute actually.”

She immediately stopped jumping, feeling embarrassed by this comment. Now that she thinks about it, it’s not a word she hears often from others. It wasn’t missing, but she can’t help but feel that there’s something there.

“Aww come on, don’t stop, Izzy. I like seeing this side of you. I feel like you’re letting me get to know you”, Satoru says with a grin. 

Was this the risk that Mariella was talking about? Isabel was concerned that her actions would make him not like her anymore. It was a growing insecurity on her part. His words can be a form of reassurance, but she knows she needs to believe that people can be honest and truthful with good intentions. 

Satoru did like seeing that Izzy was letting him see this side of her. His friends are not necessarily the excited type. Shoko is mostly laid back and goes along with whatever he and Suguru decide to do. Suguru was his partner in crime, they do mostly everything together. These days, they’re either going to the beach, hanging out at the pool, or going on random food runs. 

As they reached the rotunda of the observatory, there was a pendulum at the center of the room. People were surrounding it and staring at the bottom. The pendulum was slowly knocking down some pegs beneath it. 

“Do you know what a pendulum is?” Isabel asked Satoru. 

“Sure. It’s moving back and forth using the force of gravity to move, right? As it’s doing that, it’s going to slowly knock those thingies out, right?”

“Yep!” Isabel said with a giant smile. 

“Cool, now what’s my reward for answering correctly?” 

“The gift of nothing!” she smirks.

“Ugh, I thought it would be something else.”

“No idea what you’re talking about…” Isabel walked away as her face was turning tomato red. Satoru quickly followed right behind her as they made their way further inside.

 As they enter past the rotunda, they’re making their way through various galleries. They see a giant crowd of people gathering in a specific area. They decide to see what the commotion is. Isabel is not tall at all, so she pushes her way to the front of where everyone is standing. When she reaches the front, she discovers that she is standing in front of a giant orb. When she reads the sign, it reads Tesla Coil. Satoru shoves his way to the front, despite that his tall stature might be bothersome. He doesn’t care at the moment. He wants to be close to her and continue admiring her. The lights began to dim and a speaker was at the front. 

“Welcome everyone! You might be wondering what a Tesla Coil is. Rather than just explain it right now, I’ll demonstrate how it works. 3, 2, 1.”

BZZZZZZ, BZZZZZ. Electricity began to run. Sparks were contained. The sound was so startling that Isabel grasped onto Satoru’s arm so tightly and pressed her face against it. She peeked from one eye to observe what it looked like. Realizing what she had done, she let go as fast as she could. Satoru looked down at her. Noticing that she now can’t look at him and she’s staring down at her shoes. 

“Don’t be scared, Izzy. Look it’s all contained! Plus, you were so excited to see it too!” he offered her his hand to comfort her. Rather than taking the entire hand, this time she only decided to hold onto his pinky. 

Why did I do that? I already held his hand once in the car. Ughhh, I’m such a weirdo. 

“As you can see two wires are running to create this current of electricity. One is a green one and the other is a copper coil, which is what ultimately makes the Tesla Coil work. This coil is plugged in just like any electronic appliance in your house. When the electricity reaches the top of the coil, the electricity produced is 500,000 volts. That’s a lot!”

The speaker decides to demonstrate the use of the coil once again. BZZZZZ BZZZZZZ. The noise was starting to create anxiety inside of Isabel. She didn’t know if she didn’t like the noise, but Satoru got the hint. He grabbed her hand and they walked away from it. 

“Hey, we don’t have to do anything, you don’t like, okay? I just want to make sure you have fun.”

“I’m sorry.” she blushed and felt embarrassed by not being able to tolerate the noise. 

“You have nothing to be sorry for. Let’s keep walking around. You don’t have to let go, by the way.”

Her smile displayed the dimple on her right side. To him, this was her cutest feature. He wondered if he could continue to make her smile throughout the night. What exhibits will bring out this joyful side of her? There’s so much that he needs to know about her. So much more to see.

I have to make the best of tonight. She seems so happy too.

Isabel felt a lot better as they walked through the exhibits. They observed how the moon can affect the tides of the ocean due to the forces of gravity; they learned how seasons worked due to the sun and the rotation of the Earth. Space was such a magnificent thing to learn about for her. Too many knowns and unknowns exist; just like her relationship with her and Satoru. 

“Hey there was something back towards the rotunda about shows taking place at the planetarium, do you want to check it out?” Satoru asked.

“Sure! I wonder when’s the next showing.” Isabel said excitedly.

Arriving at the counter, they saw the next show was called Centered in the Universe. It was the next show in 5 minutes. She wanted to purchase both tickets, but before she took out her wallet, Satoru beat her. 

“No. You do not get to pay for anything while I’m here.”

“Why? I can pay for it though.” she giggled.

We’re on a date, can’t you tell?

“Whenever we go out, I don’t want you to worry about paying for me.”

“Are you loaded or something?”

“You could say that.”

“Is there anything that I could buy for you?” 

“No! It’s fine, Izzy. I just want to make sure you’ll have fun and keep having fun while I’m here.”

She blushed, but she relented. She wasn’t comfortable with this gesture on Satoru’s part, but if he insisted, she knew it was a battle that she wasn’t going to win; they made their way to the terrace where they entered the planetarium. The seats reclined and it allowed them to view the ceiling. It was displaying a starry sky right above them. Isabel was observing the different constellations that were displayed above them. 

“That one right there is the Big Dipper. Then not too far away, is the Little Dipper. The shiniest star at the end of the handle is the North Star. You’re supposed to use it to find your way if you get lost.” 

“You could say that I’m the Big Dipper and you’re the Little Dipper.” Satoru whispered to Isabel. She immediately blushed and tried to look away from him. “You’re so cheesy” were the only words she was able to muster back. Her heart was beating faster as they continued to hold hands and Satoru shared this sweet flirtation with her. 

“And yet, you’re still here next to me.” he moves to grab her hand once again. “Tell me what else I should see,” he asks her excitedly.

“The one that looks like a stick figure is Orion. He is technically holding an arrow. That’s as much as I know, I don’t stargaze too often.” she turns away from him to keep staring at the ceiling. She’s smiling and hopes that this night never ends. 

The planetarium begins to dim. A presentation begins with a presenter holding an orb to represent the sun. Projections appear on the ceiling to show the entire solar system. The sun is the center of the universe. Planets that exist beyond Earth. Stars that are born and then die. At this moment, Isabel felt small. Satoru shared this feeling too. They’re two individuals who are small in this entire universe. Satoru rubs his thumb on her hand as they’re holding it together. There’s more to discover outside of Earth, the same way that there’s so much to know about each other.

Before they knew it, the presentation was over. The light turned on again. The audience exited the building and it led them to the terrace. Isabel led the way to a corner of the terrace to allow Satoru to see the city’s skyline. The wind began to blow as Isabel was standing on the terrace. It was a secluded area away from all the other guests. He stood right behind her. She turned around and there was a glow to her where he was standing. She sees that there is a hint of pink on her cheeks as she’s smiling at him. 

“So what do you think?” she asks him.

“This is wonderful. All of it.” he crouches down to whisper in her ear. “I’m glad we got to come here tonight.” 

“...Toru, what are we doing?” she turns around. He’s looking at her. 

“I don’t know yet…” he places his hands on her waist. She places her hands on his arms. 

“Can we talk about it?” the wind starts to blow. Her hair moves towards her face. He moves it away to place it behind her ear.

“...I think I like like you. I don’t know how possible it is to be around each other as you’re going home soon.” 

“Izzy…I knew there was a way I charmed my way into your heart.” he smiles.

“Oh my god, shut up” she begins to laugh.

“I think you’re cool. You’re so smart and you know a whole lot about movies and music. I want to continue to get to know someone like you. I know that our time is limited, but I want to make it the best. All this to say, I like you too.”

“I can’t reach you, so do you mind just lowering your head just a little?” as he does so, she kisses his cheek. He turns bright red. He’s not embarrassed, but he feels glad that she was the first to make the first move. It reveals how brave she is. This means he will also need to be brave for her. To return this gesture, he kisses her on top of her head.

“Whatever happens, you’re special to me. I won’t forget you that easily.”

“If you say so, Toru.” as she proceeds to hug him. “I’m feeling hungry, do you have any ideas where we will go?”

“No, I was hoping you knew” he laughs. 

“Ugh, fine. I know the spot! Have you ever had pupusas before?”

“No, but I hope they’re good.”

“Trust me, you’ll love them! I know a spot not too far from here.” 

“Lead the way.” 

They walk towards the entrance hand in hand. The stars are shining brightly tonight, just for them.

[witchlingcirce]

I miss Luke I need him to be more present in TWP as headmaster!!! Him and Clary’s relationship was so cute I wish we got to see that more :( ALSO do you think Mr Max Trueblood (Maryse’s brother that left shadowhunting bc he married a mundane) will make a comeback?? That’s a NEED. Especially because Alec is consul now and his rules are different and I’m sure they need more people to ascend sooooo ugh I don’t know I want the Lightwoods to have a little cousin

Jace has Kit

Clary has Ash

Izzy and Alec need a little Trueblood cousin

Anyway I would loveee to hear your thoughts and predictions on TWP!! I miss the TMI gang I want to know how they’ll be involved 😔 Literally scrambling for crumbs at this point

So glad someone is talking about Luke and Clary. I love there relationship so much. Overall I think so many of the characters in tmi become disregarded as the series goes on!!! While I don’t think Luke will be any kind of major character in TWP, i definitely think he will have some kind of role. We know Dru gets in a lot of trouble, I can also see him being present in Ash’s life one way or another. Not only is he Ash’s step grandfather (LOL) but I think Luke is someone who constantly has a positive impact on peoples lives, and I think that’s something that will be seen in TWP.

As for Maryse’s family, I’d love for them to make some kind of come back. I feel like it could be something fun. I also think it depends on the age of the kids hahah! Either way, if he does make a comeback I hope the cousin is a girl. Enough with the male cousins! I need to see another Maryse and Isabelle lightwood. However, I don’t think they will make a comeback. As Cassie said in the first book where not spending alot of time in any school or institute setting, so as for the first book I don’t think we will see them. 😭😭😭

Hmmm some thoughts an opinions on TWP??? I don’t really have any theories I’ve made up myself but I do really enjoy some other theories I’ve seen online, but I also do have some other hopes.

- TWP is loosely based on the athurian legends so I can see Dru and or Kit having an Excalibur sword.

- someone mentioned to me once of a parallel between Matthew and James as Ash to Kit and I’ve always really liked that.

- Thule!Simon making an appearance. This one is SO MEANINGFUL TO ME!!!! Imagine if our Simon lost his Clary :(. Also the fact he told Janus “I’ll kill you jace herondale” before his disappearance??? Yeah somethings cooking.

- Julian mentioned having the blackthorn sword remade, and I’d love for it to be remade into a sabre!!! And on that note, I’d love if Dru got it. I can see Dru fighting with a Sabre to honour her sister, especially since in LM it’s mentioned how they fence together.

- This ones lwokey not a prediction but I deadass need Livvy to come back like full, that’s my icon 😭😭. If not I need the final goodbye between her and Ty to be gut wrenching.

ALSOOO YESS I MISS THE TMI GANG!! When I saw that Sizzy literally got a short story in the better in black book I jumped with joy. I HOPE twp ends with Claces wedding!! A cute parallel between Jocelyn and Luke in COHF!

TYSM for the ask!!! 😭😭😭 I’m glad there’s other hardcore TMI truthers out there.

[inthiseverymoment]

silhouettes emerging: chapter vi

“Don’t You Want a Lark Whose Every Blood Cell Sings Your Name?”

🎶turning time! every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end🎶

iwtv oc x armand, this chapter ~2.2k

sing it with me now I KNOW WHO I WANT TO TAKE ME HOME (the vampire armand) I KNOW WHO I WANT TO TAKE ME HOME (armand de whatever) I KNOW WHO I WANT TO TAKE ME HOME (armanddd) TAKE ME HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOME

chapter v fic masterlist chapter vii

Twenty Twenty-Three (The Next Day), New York City, United States of America

“We’re back with the vampire Isabelle de la Rue, who last left us in Paris with her hope to be turned by the vampire Armand in order to ensure he could never supernaturally manipulate her again. Which, it should be noted, does not rule out your garden variety gaslighting.”

They were back in Daniel’s living room, equipped with the same recording gear, new wine glasses of blood, and a day’s worth of reflection before getting back to the story at hand. Isabelle let out half a scoff and took her seat once more; clearly, today’s conversation would not be any easier.

“You’re right, it doesn’t, made very clear by the crux remaining the same even when I had to shift my stories a hell of a lot in order to safely tell them to a human therapist. I eventually realized that was futile; our emotional experiences as vampires can be so caught up in our nature that it’s hard not to feel alone in how to deal with it.”

“Starting off cheerily, I see.”

“Hey, man, you started it.”

“I want to know,” Daniel began, “how it worked-if it did work that time. You weren’t turned yet, so he could still read your intentions; why wouldn’t that stop him?”

She was quiet for a moment, a small smile blooming up from the longing part of her that still existed somewhere. It was time to tell this part of the story.

“Because none of what I told him was a lie.”

~

Nineteen Thirty-Six, Paris, France

Through all her years of performing, Isabelle was not used to spending much time at a mirror after a show. The placing of each curl and ribbon came beforehand, when she gave herself the almost ritualistic escape of becoming something else for a night. But now, here she was, after a performance that had rid the world this time of an abusive factory supervisor, standing in front of her dressing room mirror.

The usual post-show hum of muted audience chatter as they left, castmates’ lipsticked voices in her ear, and laughter from all the coven regarding that night’s slip-ups and audience reactions was a comfort to her intermittently sparking heartbeat. Her makeup had just started to fade into her skin, her jewelry was glittering hopelessly askew, and she basked in the post-performance glow that tended to be carried long into the morning.

She always felt her most beautiful like this.

Despite her certainty in all that had passed over the preceding months, a small part of her still felt anxious in the need to be so, tonight.

Then there was the sudden, melting warmth of a hand on her back.

“Something is on your mind, love,” came Armand’s whisper as she looked into the eyes of his reflection. “Tell me.”

“Not here,” she murmured, and no sooner had she than Armand nodded and turned away with clear intent and hope for her to follow. They ascended the stairs, but not before Isabelle caught Eglee’s gaze, widened her eyes in wordless communication, and received an encouraging wink. More time had passed since their conversation, with the addition that the romantic nature of the newcomer’s relationship with the maître was no longer denied, and the house manager-having guessed her human friend’s plan-seemed to be delighted at its finally coming to pass.

Maybe.

Depending.

As she and Armand made it to the top of the stairs and went down a hallway to his room, Isabelle absentmindedly twisted the ring that her character wore. It had been a gift; the jewel itself was no ordinary burgundy stone, but rather a small glass circle filled with Armand’s blood and embedded into the golden band.

“So that,” he’d smiled, “when you’re swooning in your false lover’s arms, you will not forget how it all began.”

She and Gustave had had a laugh about the melodramatics of it when she’d told him at rehearsal one day, but she secretly cherished it, this constant reminder that her attention was valued. As she had learned more and more about Armand and his past, her deeper understanding of all that lay behind his wistful eyes and measured words made her quite adept at reading him; her heart went out to him more and more, and she now could hold a constant drop of this person she adored.

“The gossip of the coven,” Armand said as he closed his door behind them, “is growing with every week you are not one of them. I still cannot think of any situation here worthy of you, but time is passing quickly and the Great Laws still hold. Is this the source of your pensiveness? Do you have a preference as to who becomes your maker?”

Although this was asked quite intently, he was also shuffling through a few papers and putting them into a drawer. After taking a steadying breath, Isabelle placed her hand over his on the desk, waiting until he looked up to meet her gaze.

“Indeed I do.”

A thousand thoughts widened Armand’s amber eyes, and he lifted a hand to her face in something like incredulity.

“Truly?”

She nodded, and a moment passed before he feverishly turned away.

“I cannot. I will not. You have heard, I am sure, every reason that I have sworn never to make another, never to doom someone-especially someone like you-to this eternity.”

“I’m going to be doomed anyway,” Isabelle said, fully levelheaded. “You said it yourself on that very second night-my being turned is the only way to survive, and I’m not going to give up on life now, not after finally experiencing so many reasons to stay, reasons that I always knew existed and have been working for all my life. Those reasons-a community, a dream career, a true romance, and a real impact that I’m still figuring out-they have their many thorns here; all the rest were willing to kill me to preserve the status quo, but you alone broke that, you alone were there from the beginning. Someone in this building will have to be my maker, and I truly, truly want it to be you.”

Having looked out the window through this monologue, unable to face her but watching her in the reflection of the glass, he now turned around as he processed this last statement.

“You were turned without a say in the matter,” she said slowly. “The horror that happened to you…that is not how things should be, and it’s not how things have to be. I have some odd, stubborn hope that this-that this doesn’t have to be a curse. So if there’s going to be one moment that changes the state of my existence forever…”

She had tentatively approached him throughout this, every word of her planned seduction having been forgotten the second she stepped into the room, and all that was left was earnest compassion and an irrevocable longing to be close to him. Breathing intently, Armand allowed her to take his hand.

“...If everything comes down to that moment, I want it to be one of love.”

His chest hitched. She didn’t know how much she’d expected her entreaty to truly affect him, and how much he’d let it show if she did, but she saw it all plainly now. Isabelle knew for certain that they shared a yearning to be seen fully and loved wholly, and this was the core from which every word lifted.

“I could die now, or I could spend an eternity reckoning with all that happens here…I never thought I’d be comfortable with the idea of immortality, but-”

His hand came to her waist, almost trembling, almost as if holding onto her would mean holding on forever to the words she spoke-

“I’d gladly take forever if it was here with you.”

He let out a breath, so close to her that she could nearly taste a warm, metallic, somewhat sweet combination of blood and cigarette smoke.

“A companion?”

This proposal was softer than she had ever, ever heard him speak before, and she nodded, hazel eyes almost glowing with pure emotion.

“Entirely, my love,” she answered. “Intertwined in every cell and every breath.”

Armand slowly kissed her jawline, drawing a breath of anticipation, then pulled away to look her in the eye. The intensity there told her that something in him had wanted this too, had been waiting for her to ask, had been longing for the chance to give himself permission.

Shoulders finally relaxing, she nodded again, each of them finally letting themselves somehow smile in wondrous disbelief. The grip both his hands now had on her waist grew more certain as he pulled her in, kissing her soundly as one arm looped around to pull her ever and ever closer. She tangled her hand into his hair, eagerly massaging those dark curls free from the gel that held them; each was an arpeggio that she had longed to play from the very first moment. The blood ring was still cold on her hand, and when Armand realized that it was this ring currently twisting itself further into his hair, he let out a sigh that made any remaining worry in Isabelle completely melt away.

Slowly, deftly, Armand’s kisses worked their way down to the base of her neck, and a thrill went through her every nerve. This was the top of the sky, and there was no chance of stopping her freefall now; it was the most untethered, most intoxicated, most free she had ever felt, and she didn’t know how it could possibly become any-

Then there was the gleam of his fangs, and the shock of a sting, and the pulse of her every burden and beauty flowing into him, breath by breath. She gasped again and again as she felt the blood leave her, head cradled by Armand’s hand as her forgotten black lace veil fell from her hair, leaving them both tangled within. The office was small and didn’t necessarily lend itself to the  most luxurious of turning conditions, and Isabelle soon became aware that she was sitting on top of Armand’s coffin, head spinning both with the loss of blood and the need of him near her again. He was looking down at her as he sliced a nail through his forearm, eyes heavily lidded in reaction to however it was she appeared at the moment, and Isabelle blinked in the vague sensation of her own blood trickling down her chest and into her gown. They’ll have to clean this, said some faraway voice in her head, soon blown quite away by the second phase of the turning.

Armand had sat beside her, solemnly presenting his wrist, which she gingerly took into her hands before pressing her lips to the wound. The moment that the blood hit her tongue produced a high, musical cry in the back of her throat; this was the headiest of wines, this was strawberry and melted chocolate and four fateful pomegranate seeds, this was honeysweet and indigodark and Armand, Armand, Armand. She gasped it in, drinking with her eyes rolling back, and kissed along his wrist every few slurps in complete devotion.

All this time, while it still could, Armand’s voice caressed itself into the contours of her mind. That’s it, my own, my everything. That’s it, my belovéd, my one; I know you deeply, I love you madly, I am yours alone. And you, you my lark, you my precious songbird…you shall be entirely mine.

With this last thought, he pressed his wrist further into her mouth for the final push, nearly gagging her on the warm sweetness of his blood. She replied telepathically as much as she could with a rhythmically repeating I love you, I love you, I know you, I see you, I love you that kept in time with their now-synced heartbeats; he would no longer have that access to her mind after this glorious night, and she made certain that the last he’d hear of her thoughts would be everything he’d ever wanted.

Her eyes, still hazel but truly glowing now, opened with a vision that was suddenly sharper and more clear than she had ever had before. She laughed in joyful surprise, entirely high on blood and lust and newfound power. Armand, with a wicked and utterly fulfilled grin, swept her up into his arms and kissed her deeply, lifting up her flowing dress and hooking her leg around him until they were-

Twenty Twenty-Three, New York City, United States of America

“Aaaaaaaaaaand fade to black,” Daniel interrupted into his microphone, pressing his spacebar with a strong and barely-contained clack.

“...Sorry, what?”

Isabelle blinked and realized that she had been near tears this whole time, thoroughly lost in the memory.

“Why would you-”

“I’m sorry,” Daniel said, a bit shaken. “The story should come first, I know, and I can tell you that it always does with me. But this is…I don’t know. Our memory lanes are crossing, Isabelle, only with a few key differences.”

She was quiet for a moment, still coming back into reality, and then it dawned on her what he really meant.

“Wait-”

“Yeah.”

“You two were-”

“Yeah.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. There’s a story there too.”

“Oh!!”

“Right,” he said, moving to his door and grabbing a jacket before turning back to her. “You wanna get lunch?”

[ancientcharm]

Isabelle Connolly as Antonina in 'Domina', Season 2.

Antonia the Younger, or Antonina (Little Antonia) one of the most respected and beloved women in Rome, was the youngest daughter of Mark Antony and Octavia; niece of Caesar Augustus, daughter-in-law of Empress Livia, sister-in-law of Emperor Tiberius, mother of Emperor Claudius, grandmother of Emperor 'Caligula' and Empress Agrippina the Younger, great-grandmother of Emperor Nero and Empress Octavia, and great-aunt of Empress Valeria Messalina.

Her grandson Caligula wanted to grant her the title of AUGUSTA and she refused, but her son Claudius, upon ascending the throne in 41, named her Augusta as a post-mortem title. The day of Antonia's birthday, January 31, was decreed by Claudius as public holiday.

Antonina had many tragic losses in her life: She was widowed very young with her three very young children, Germanicus, Livilla and Claudius, in 9 a.C, and never wanted to remarry. She really loved her husband Drusus.

She lost her son Germanicus, heir to the throne, who died at the age of 33 under mysterious circumstances (perhaps poisoned) in the year 19 AD. She also lost her daughter Livilla, accused of poisoning her husband, son of Emperor Tiberius (something that could never really be proven) in the year 31.

Lost three of her grandchildren in horrible way: Claudius's first-born son, died at the age of 14 after accidentally choking on a piece of pear; Later the two the eldest sons of Germanicus, falsely accused of conspiracy, died in jail between the years 30 and 33.

She passed away at age 72 during her grandson's reign, luckily for her died months before the horrible death of her grandson Gemellus.

Strange fact: Her grandson Gemellus, Livilla's only son, forced to commit suicide at age 18 on late year 37, was born on the same day that her son Germanicus died (October 10, 19 AD).

Note: The story of Antonia the Younger locking up her own daughter and letting her starve is so credible as the story of "Caligula" giving the position of consul to his horse, or Nero singing and playing the lyre while Rome burned.

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[droughtofapathy]

"Welcome to the Theatre": Diary of a Broadway Baby

Follies in Concert

June 20, 2024 | Transport Group Theatre | Carnegie Hall | Evening | Concert | Series | 2H 20M

FOLLIES FOLLIES FOLLIES. THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY YEAR. THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY LIFE(?)

Last night, Carnegie Hall was New York's hottest gay club as every one of us turned up to weep over Sondheim's breathtaking score, played by a divine 30-piece orchestra. Fifty Broadway actors shared the roles and songs of this wonderful show, culminating in a lineup straight out of our wildest dreams.

Though we were robbed of a Donna Murphy triumph with "Could I Leave You?" due to filming schedule changes, we received the impromptu comedy show of the year as Beth Leavel grappled with a broken mic stand and brought the house down anyway.

Kate Baldwin as another eleventh-hour addition proved to be the best moment of the night. Her "Losing My Mind" will go down in history as one of the most divine we will ever hear. Not since Marin Mazzie has a theatre been so rapt, so silent, so in awe. She's always struck me as a Phyllis, but now proves she has the range.

Jennifer Holliday does what she wants, and what she wants was a smooth and seductive "I'm Still Here" full of gravitas even as she meandered far from the written notes and rhythms. She turned a five-minute showstopper into a nine-minute showstopper complete with a standing ovation to open up act two.

Karen Ziemba led six of our finest dancing Broads over sixty (or even seventy)(Mamie Duncan-Gibbs, Ruth Gottschall, JoaAnn M. Hunter, Dana Moore, Michele Pawk, and Margo Sappington) in a "Who's That Woman" original choreography to a standing ovation.

So many thrilling performances, one after the other. I am deeply in love with Barbara Walsh now, and it's honestly a crime she and Carolee Carmello were so underutilized by only having "Waiting for the Girls Upstairs" (Phyllis and Sally don't get much singing in that number, and it's a tragedy). I need to seriously contemplate the Barbara-Phyllis/Carolee-Sally dynamic immediately.

I am now dead. I have ascended. I will never come back to earth again. But the final tributes broke me. The reveal that Sondheim said in a private zoom reunion that Follies was his very favorite original score. The late Harvey Evans' epitaph. Original cast member Kurt Peterson ending the concert with "hey up there, way up there, what'd'ya say up there..." All of it underscored by Sondheim's brilliant work. I am in tears all over again.

Verdict: My Soul Transcended Space and Time

A Note on Ratings

Full set list below cut:

Opening Weissmann Monologue: Hal Linden Beautiful Girls: Christian Mark Gibbs Don't Look at Me: Katie Finneran and Marc Kudisch Waiting for the Girls Upstairs: Thom Sesma, Stephen Bogardus, Barbara Walsh, Carolee Carmello, Grey Henson, Ryan McCartan, Julie Benko, Hannah Elless Rain on the Roof: Klea Blackhurst and Jim Caruso Ah, Paris: Isabel Keating Broadway Baby: Adriane Lenox The Road You Didn't Take: Alexander Gemignani In Buddy's Eyes: Christine Ebersole Who's that Woman?: Karen Ziemba with Mamie Duncan-Gibbs, Ruth Gottschall, JoaAnn M. Hunter, Dana Moore, Michele Pawk, and Margo Sappington I'm Still Here: Jennifer Holliday Too Many Mornings: Norm Lewis and Nikki Renee Daniels The Right Girls: Michael Berresse One More Kiss: Harolyn Blackwell and Mikaela Bennett Could I Leave You?: Beth Leavel Loveland: Chorus You're Gonna Love Tomorrow/Love Will See Us Through: Fernell Hogan, Olivia Elease Hardy, Nina White, Miguel Gil Buddy's Blues: Santino Fontana with Lauren Blackman and Sarah King Losing My Mind: Kate Baldwin The Story of Lucy and Jessie: Alexandra Billings Live, Laugh, Love: Kurt Peterson (ft. John McMartin's original cane)

[cressida-jayoungr]

Coeli's Picks: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, part 1

(Multiple movies listed left to right.)

One Dress a Day Challenge

Barbarella (1968) / Jane Fonda as Barbarella

Sleepy Hollow (1999) / Christina RIcci as Katrina van Tassel

The Fountain (2006) / Rachel Weisz as Queen Isabella I

Flash Gordon (1980) / Ornella Muti as Princess Aura

"She also wears red, black, pink, and silver outfits."

Jupiter Ascending (2015) / Mila Kunis as Jupiter (left) and Gugu Mbatha-Raw as Famulus (right)

Immortals (2011) / Isabel Lucas as Athena

"I don't know what is up with Zeus's enthusiasm for drapery cords there, but she looks great."

Blade Runner (1982) / Sean Young as Rachael

One Million Years B.C. (1966) / Raquel Welch as Loana

"The costume that almost killed her!"

Mirror, Mirror (2012) / Julia Roberts as Queen Clementianna

Death Becomes Her (1992) / Isabella Rossellini as Lisle von Rhuman

The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (2005) / Anna Popplewell as Susan Pevensie

Star Trek (s3e21, "The Cloud Minders") / Diana Ewing as Droxine

Frank Herbert's Dune (2000 miniseries) / Barbora Kodetova as Chani

[lunarcat982]

Untitled book

ok so here's chapter 1 of a story I'm writing I've already written the first 3 chapters so will prob post them at some point. Also this is rly long so if u want me to post further chapters like split into different posts or something js say! and pls give ideas and feedback (it won't be perfect so I'll defo need like improvements lol) :))

Chapter 1 

Meet Felix 

Felix sighed as he walked down the crowded hallway of his school, his thoughts drowning in the chatter and enjoyment within his peers. you could vaguely hear his timid footsteps echo around the school. He had bags under his eyes with a tint of red. He’d been crying again. It was so hard sometimes… It hurt. He couldn’t bear it. It was the end of another day just like the others, painful, emotionless and hell.  Felix's phone buzzed in his blazer pocket, probably mum or dad asking him for something as they always do.  Oh… it was Isabell. They used to be friends a few weeks back, good friends, but she said she wanted to find some new ‘people’ and maybe find love, or some generic shit like that anyway. He couldn't remember what she said exactly, but it didn’t help with his mental state, she was one of the few people who kept him at least a little happy in this fucked up world. Haha probably the only person, and then when she went away, he couldn’t help feeling empty and alone, not even his parents talked to him anymore. 

Apparently, she wanted to meet him somewhere today at 4:00, she wanted to talk about how things are going and maybe hang out a bit more. Felix managed a meek smile, maybe he did have someone to relate to, maybe his existence wasn’t so meaningless. He was getting his hopes up, that was the mistake. 

Felix walked up the steep hill that led to the long winding road that accommodated his house. His feet gently smothered browning leaves that had recently fallen from their respective branches. He had already started conjuring up what to say, what to ask. The only problem was getting out of his house after he was in it, of course mum would start bombarding him with questions about girlfriends if he brought up the fact he was going out with a girl. He would have to lie, not that it meant anything, it was almost instinctive now. He just couldn't get why they didn't understand he wasn't interested in any girls! It angered him more than it should have. 

He had arrived, he stood tiresomely in front of the bleak grey door he knew only too well; something about impressing the neighbours, his mum had said. Lazily he pulled on the handle and slowly opened and closed the door. Nothing, he was safe. Carefully Felix ascended the stairs and changed into something more suitable than his confining uniform; and yet even after this he still felt constricted by his parents' choice of clothes, he yearned for something more…  expressive. It-it didn't matter now, he had to go, he was going to be late. He was downstairs now, and was about to leave, but. 

“And just where do you think you’re goin?” her voice was slurred and slow, she had been drinking again. Felix sighed, “I-I’m going to see a friend”

“Which friend!” His mother snapped at him drawing another gulp of wine from one of her already half empty glasses. 

“It’s a boy mum! Okay?” Felix said, actively avoiding looking at the mess, which was his birth mother, he couldn’t stand to see anyone, not even her like this. 

“Eugh, fuckin’ hell Felix, you keep on seein’ all these boys, you’re gonna end up a fag,” 

Felix shut his eyes and tried ignoring the comment, even though the anger was begging to be let out. He never supported his mum’s or, well, the whole town's view on the LGBTQ+ community. But he couldn’t think about that right now, he needed to go, and with that his mum slunk back into the living room in which all the blinds were drawn down, and Felix swung the door open and slammed it shut behind him, ready to see an old friend.    

He was starting to smile more now, he felt heavy weights he’d been carrying for God knows how long lift off him. He felt a sense of escape rush over him; escape from his family? guilt? He wasn’t sure, but it made him feel better and that's all that mattered right now.  And then it hit him, they hadn’t even organised an area to meet up. That was stupid of him. He quickly pried the phone from his pocket and texted asking to meet at… maybe Grey Heart woods? Yeah, that was a good place, he had an idea of something to show her. Felix smiled at the thought of this, he hadn’t been given the chance to express his interests for a long while now and he was eager to do so.  His phone buzzed in his hand “yh ok” she replied.  

15 minutes later Felix was outside the field by Grey Heart woods, he used to hang out here, back when everything was simpler, and he didn’t feel alone all the time. This was where he first met Isabell, they were both 13, wow 2 years ago. Heh, time flies when you have nothing to do with your life. 

At this moment Felix realised Isabell was nowhere to be seen, he checked his phone: 16:01. She was late, eh it was ok people are often late- he had suggested the meeting spot rather late. It only bothered him when he was late, he couldn’t stand that- it made him very uncomfortable; he still wasn’t sure why. 

5 minutes passed and eventually he saw her come out of an opening to the right. She still had glasses although they were new, a ginger ponytail hung from the back of her head and she seemed more confident than the last team he saw her, taller too.  He put on a smile and tried cleaning the mop of black hair that draped over his forehead. In truth he was nervous, it had been so long, and he didn’t want to lose this like he lost it before. 

They walked towards each other, both smiling, “H-hi!” he said, raising a hand to wave, his attempts at hiding his nervous-ness were poor. “Hellooo!” she giggled. He smiled at this, she hadn’t changed, quirky and weird. 

“Heheh, so how have you been? It's been a long time, "he said, more confident now. “Well, let's see, parents still divorced check, no friends check, oh! And still single, definitely check," "and you?” she asked with a beaming smile. 

“Wow ok, let me think, I’ve been rotting away in my room, been crying in the school bathrooms and been completely and utterly alone,” he said, hinting at how much her sudden leaving hurt him. 

“Yeah, I’ll cheers to that!” She said, distracted, looking into the woods to the left of them both. “So, you wanna go in?” she asked signalling towards the woods 

“Um yeah sure,” “I actually have something to show you!” he said remembering what he was planning. “Oh, you do, do you?” she said once again with that cheeky smile. 

They’d been walking for around 5 minutes into the woods now and Isabell was getting restless, “when are we getting there?” she asked. 

“Hehe don’t worry we’re nearly there, I promise”,  

she wasn’t convinced, he could tell. And she was starting to move her body closer to his as they walked.  That was... new, eh it's probably nothing.  

Finally, the pair came to a stop in front of a large tree, around 5 metres up the trunk were 10 wooden planks nailed into various branches, although some appeared to be losing their grip and leaning off the edges.  “Um what's this?”  

“A treehouse!” He said. He was feeling more open with her now, he didn’t mind her judgement. 

“okayy , how are we gonna get up?” she said a little more interested now. 

“Ladder!” he said, smiling and gesturing towards an arrangement of horizontal wooden slabs scaling the trunk of the tree. 

Isabell frowned at the state of the wood but climbed it, nevertheless. Felix followed her up, close behind, smiling more and more. He missed this place.   

Eventually, the two of them had reached the top, Felix was surprised at how well the place had held up, only a few patches of moss growing here and there. “So, what were you gonna bring me up here for again?” She said, her voice smoother and fluid. It was probably just him. 

“Well,” he said, a little nervous, again, “I actually wanted to show you something I’m really interested in… paradoxes!”  he said, smiling once more. 

She frowned at this, “what?” she said coldly. 

“Y'know, a statement or question that contra-” 

“Are you kidding me?”  

“W-what?” 

“I’ve been acting like all nice for you, like we used to be” “And this is what I get…” “Felix, I LIKE you”  

“I” He didn't know what to do, he was panicking and confused. 

She sighed, “I guess I’ll have to do it myself” she whispered as to not let him hear. He did. “Felix, I’m sorry” she started cooing, that same smooth tone in her voice again, “come on we can just be together, I Know you like me” she started moving towards him on her hands and knees. He froze, he didn’t know what to do and was so confused. She was on him now. “W-” he managed to get the start of a word out before she pressed her lips against his own, closing her eyes she moved her hand to his cheek. He felt her tongue progressing towards his mouth, his back now pressed against the wood beneath him, as she leaned into him. He was scared, so scared, he didn’t like this. Without thinking he pushed against her, releasing himself from her clutch.  She got back onto her knees and looked at him with disgust. He hadn't realised, he was now crying, and his eyes were now red with worry. “Fuck you!” she said now angry, “Y-you freak!” she was hurt too, and he could tell in her voice she was on the brink of tears herself.  Without warning she descended the ladder two steps at a time, and ran away from him, all the while he sat there, tears rolling down his red cheeks.  Felix sat there for half an hour more, crying harder than he had in months, as that word repeated over and over in his head, “Freak”. 

[diiisplxced-a]

Muse ideas for specific genres / fandoms

Paranormal

Flora Fairchild: she's technically been used to ghosts since she was in a high chair. She also gets possessed by them frequently and is used to pretending like she doesn't see anything when around adults.

Nell, Luke, and Theo Crain: They have been haunted by ghosts since they were children as well. Nell even haunted by her older, ghost self.

Supernatural

Michael Fitzpatrick: he's a hunter. He just does his job, but he's nice and could end up being friends with an entity.

Axel Zimmermann: he's a vampire. He usually is alone and not in a coven.

Isabelle Blackwood: she's a witch (with a Covenant verse). she's also a loner and not usually in a coven.

The Covenant (Caleb, Pogue, Reid, and Tyler): they're witches ascended from the descendants of the Salem witch trials.

Gabriel McCormick: his main verse is a nephilim (half angel, half human), though he also has angel and fae verses.

Flora Fairchild: I have been itching to give her a fae verse.

Greasers / Riverdale

Curly Shepard: his older brother is literally the leader of The Shepard Gang (an actual gang).

Johnny Cade: a greaser with a heart of gold.

Superheroes

Peter Parker: duh. Spiderman.

Michelle Jones: a college student who figured out who Peter was. (I feel like that could open up a lot of plot points for others.)

Mutants / Marvel

Caleb, Pogue, Reid, and Tyler: They're witches, but I think their powers work nicely with mutants.

Wade Wilson / Deadpool: meh. no plot points, but throwing him out there.

Harley Quinn: dc, but she's seen some freaky shit. powers wouldn't freak her out.

Peter Parker: again, throwing him out there.

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The Comfort in Competing

Rated: Teen and Up Audiences

Pairing: Anastasia and Marissa (Disventure Camp)

Summary: The blue team has never been more split than ever. There’s two alliances and the cross between the two is met with a layer of animosity. Anastasia and Logan talk about game strategy. Lynda and Richard have a talk the latter tries to tip toe around. Somehow both conversations end up revolved around a certain future military and a model.

Post Episode 4 | Spoilers on elimination

It was well into the night after elimination. Multiple people went off to go to bed, and a few others claimed to go on a walk. Though that might’ve been code for “looking for the idol,” given the circumstances. There, gathered around the fire, before it’s eventually put out for the night, was Anastasia and Logan. Marissa had tuned out for the night, after yawning one too many times. Natalia needed her beauty sleep and Isabel always went to sleep early anyway.

The elimination this time around made the lines drawn between the team thicker than ever. It prompted the others in the team to reevaluate their strategy, whether it be personal strategy or alliance strategy.

The silence was deafening. Anastasia and Logan not exactly finding the right words to say. They weren’t close yet, just starting to become friends really, so it was hard to navigate this change.

“It’s game strategy, Logan,” Anastasia said a beat later. She stared down at the fire, watching as the wood crackled before slowly ascending to smoke. “You get it, right?” She tried, nipping at the bottom of her lip unintentionally. The moment she realized, she stopped, touching lightly at the bottom of her lip making sure they still looked perfect.

“Of course I get it,” Logan sighed. “I just wish that game strategy included me.” He paused, meeting Anastasia’s gaze briefly. “Like actually included me.”

Anastasia paused at that. Her fingernails tapping against her knee lightly. She was about to leave it at that, leave Logan by himself and go back to Marissa in the tent. “That’s unfair to say is it not?” She asked bluntly. “You were talking to the other team weren’t you?”

Logan paused at that. He wasn’t exactly surprised she had an idea on his game strategy considering everything. “Well, yes.” He admitted and suddenly felt silly for even feeling betrayed in the first place. He tried to play them in the first place and instead got played himself. He supposed that’s how karma works.

“Exactly,” she pauses in a huff. “It’s like the English saying I’ve heard before. Do not play with fire if you cannot take the heat.”

Logan laughed this time and rolled his eyes. “Yeah, I guess so,” Logan said. “I’m still working on my strategy to be honest.”

“Figure it out quickly if you don’t want to be voted out,” Anastasia said simply.

A moment of silence passed between the two, the only sound being the crackling of the fire. Logan let his thoughts drift thinking on both of the current alliances. He didn’t exactly get along with the other team. Well, he mainly interacted with Richard. Lynda and Ted more so inserted themselves in. Somehow he ended up with more interactions with the actual girls alliance. It also did help the alliance seem a lot more chill going than the other.

“How come Lynda isn’t entirely a part of your guy’s alliance?” Logan voiced aloud. “I remember her mentioning before that she’s the one who brought up the alliance in the first place.”

“I do not like her,” Anastasia said. “Her attitude is terrible. Plus she’s been rude to Marissa on multiple occasions.”

The last part was added as an afterthought but showed a lot as to what exactly is on her mind. Logan didn’t say anything at first, letting the words lie there. He never did actually quite focus on Anastasia and Marissa, but upon hindsight they are quite close.

“You’re protective of her,” Logan pointed out. “Marissa, I mean.” He clarified though he doubt she needed it.

“Well,” she paused, looking unsure as she spoke. The look disappeared as if it never happened, Anastasia always the one to mask. “It’s only natural.”

“Natural how?” He asked, actually genuinely wondering. This type of conversation felt nice to have, especially with somebody like Anastasia. She has on multiple occasions vocalized her distaste towards men, so Logan was happy to be able to have some sort of normal conversation with her.

“This is really none of your business now is it?” She shot back, always the defensive type.

Logan held his hands up in defense as if he’s been caught. “You’re right, you’re right. I’ll lay off.” He chuckled lightly. “You’re not even going to humor me are you?”

“Absolutely not,” she said a beat later. “I’ll be going to bed now.” She announced sitting up from her spot on the log.

“It’s sweet that Marissa always saves a spot for you right next to her in the shelter!” Logan called out as she walked away, not even sparing him a glance. He did notice the way she stiffened at his comment though. “Sleep well Anastasia!”

Anastasia could only roll her eyes, waving off the comment like it never happened. By the time she arrived in the shelter, her gaze immediately latched onto Marissa’s sleeping form. Right next to her, every night, that was her spot. It wasn’t something that was talked about, nor agreed upon, it all just happened naturally. She smiled at the thought, the kind that pulled at her cheeks and hurt if she thought about it.

All she could do was comfortably, or at least as comfortable as it can get, settle down next to Marissa. Not too close but at the same time not too far. They weren’t touching, far from cuddling, but the presence of somebody she trusts near was always nice.

Maybe, she could get used to this. Maybe her presence can start to become a bit more familiar as time passes.

—

Lynda’s eyes were growing tired at this point. Looking up enough trees and through many bushes made it all a blur. The forest was huge, quite literally one of the biggest parts of the entire campground overall, so by default there should be (bound to be) an immunity totem hidden somewhere.

Elimination this time had not gone to plan whatsoever. What made it all the more difficult was the line she drew between herself and the girls alliance further. The only one she saw herself realistically mending ties with amongst that bunch was Marissa. Issue was Anastasia who might’ve as well been a guard dog given how protective she was over the future military.

As she continued to trudge along the path she eventually found Richard. The man was hunched over a lot of bushes, sifting through a few leaves.

“Richard!” Lynda called out. She stepped up so she was right behind him. Her shoe prodded him lightly. “I need to talk to you.” She signaled with her chin to walk with her, helping the man get up as he nearly fell onto his bottom.

“About?” He asked in a gruffer voice than usual. The events of elimination and the stress that followed showing its toll.

“Plans going forward. With how the game is currently going you and I are both in a tight spot.” Lynda said, always the type to keep it simple and blunt.

“That’s true,” Richard sighed. “The other girls have each other and Logan is basically a swing vote. Even if we were to get him back onto our side entirely we’d still be outnumbered.”

“Exactly,” Lynda said, with a smile that came off more as a smirk. “The girls seem especially tight knit so it’s best to deal with that later. For now we’ll deal with something that is easier.”

“Uh, and what’s that?” Richard asked, clearly confused. His brain rushing through every single one of their teammates and what could’ve possibly been a weak spot to them. “I’m not following.”

“Have you not been paying attention to what’s been going on?” She asked her accent thick as she spoke. “We need to put a stop to Logan and Anastasia’s relationship immediately.”

Richard slowly blinked once, then twice. Based on the wording she definitely sounded like she meant it in that sense. Unable to fully believe it he simply assumed she meant their friendship. “Well, of all the girls he is closest to her.”

“Exactly, so we need to nub that future romance right now.” Lynda said, nodding to herself.

“What?”

Lynda continued on, as if she never heard Richard’s genuine confusion. The most he could do was trudge along after her, keeping his pace to catch up with her. “If the two were to start dating you and I would just be kicked one after the other. Add in the other girls and we’re basically in a tight spot that’ll be close to impossible to get out of.”

“Right, right. It’d be hard to get out of that situation,” Richard said, stumbling over his words. He blinked his eyes constantly as if he’d be able to see more clearly. “Now, what’d you say about Logan and Anastasia,” he paused, “and them possibly getting together.”

“Have you seriously not noticed?” Lynda asked this time and Richard could only nod his head in disagreement.

He had noticed. It’s not hard to realize that the two have some sort of friendly rivalry going on, which Richard is positive is an achievement given Anastasia’s personality. Yet, with all that he’s noticed there’s some other things he also picks up on. Especially, as somebody also aligning into the community it was easy for him to connect the dots. The connection between Marissa and Anastasia was simply palpable. Or at least Anastasia and Marissa were far from subtle.”

“I have noticed,” Richard coughed into his fist. “I just don’t think that’ll lead to something.”

Lynda made a face, scrunching her nose as if he had done something distasteful. “Oh, please. Logan is an athlete and Anastasia is a model. It’s practically written in the stars.”

“In some cases,” he said carefully. “I’m a coach. I've seen many different situations and many different people pair up. Not everything always follows how you expect it to.” Richard said carefully. It’s not like that’s a lie, if anything it was more true than the other statement since that one came with a layer of assumptions.

It felt wrong to bite the truth but he had to be careful. He had to stop himself from putting it bluntly, still unsure what Lynda entirely meant with her earlier comment. Though if he were to assume it was a matter of ignorance and genuine curiosity, rather than deep rooted hatred. Either way, if he were to say something wrong that would just end up reflecting back onto his and Lynda’s alliance. He needed to keep the one actual alliance he had in the game.

Sure, it sucked, but he was used to all different kinds of people, kids, teens, and adults alike who were ignorant just like her. Besides, he still wasn’t 100% on Lynda’s intentions back there. It’s not like she said the most blatant “I hate gay people” statement. Rather, things she said, without directly saying she was homophobic, came off as such. Plus, she seemed perfectly fine and acknowledging of Natalia (including her in the girls alliance and all) so Richard saw that as a small glimmer of hope.

“Well that may be true,” Lynda sighed. “But it’s better for us to be safe than sorry. Just get rid of something blossoming or make it so it doesn’t happen right now, and rather after the game.”

“Well game strategy wise Anastasia doesn’t seem like the type of girl who’d commit to a relationship right now,” Richard settled on. He needed to get Lynda on track so she doesn’t snub something that doesn’t exist nor has a chance at happening. “She’s very competitive, Lynda.”

She paused at that. “That’s true,” she slightly tutted. “Love either way makes people irrational. It makes them do things they normally wouldn’t, even if we’re in a high-stress, high-risk game.”

“That’s exactly why I don’t see somebody as smart as Anastasia doing that,” Richard said. “Besides, she’s closest to Marissa at the end of the day.”

Lynda rolled her eyes at the mention of the military. “She’s so over protective of her. I don’t get it,” Lynda admitted. “Everytime I even dare say my opinion and it possibly attacks Marissa she’s quick on the defense.”

“They just mesh really well,” Richard shrugged. “It makes sense when you think about what Anastasia always preaches.”

“I guess so,” Lynda said. “Marissa is distracting enough to Anastasia. I doubt she’d find much interest in Logan.”

Richard fully laughed at that. “Well, that’s one way to put it.”

-

“Did you sleep well?” Marissa asked Anastasia. She lifted her arms up in the air, stretching as she twisted her body comfortably.

Anastasia let a muffled groan slip as she lifted her head from how it was burrowed on her forearm. “I’m still not getting used to sleeping like this,” Anastasia admits. “It’s very uncomfortable.”

Marissa frowned at that. “Maybe I can gather some leaves and make it act as some cushioning?” She suggested as she got up onto her feet, and did a light stretch for her back as she touched her toes briefly. “I’m positive a couple of our other teammates are also uncomfortable.”

Anastasia smiled at that, she blinked away the blurriness that followed just waking up and the glaring sun in her eye. Her gaze remained and focused on Marissa as she briefly greeted both Natalia and Isabel.

“Yes,” Anastasia agreed. “I’d like that and I’m sure the others will as well. I’ll come along with you Marissa.”

It wasn’t a question of if she could join, she practically just invited herself in.

“Oh, really?” Marissa said, but unable to hide the smile that pulled at her lips even if she tried. “I’d like you to join me.”

Anastasia got up from her spot at that, taking the lead already as Marissa was quick to follow in stride with her. It was always nice with her. Somehow, from the moment they met, she always brought some layer of comfort. It was the sort of feeling in her heart, if she dared fret on it, that told her she’d be someone she’d like to see after this. After the game is over, after she hopefully wins the entire competition, somewhere down the road Marissa is there.

[nebula-sims]

People of Tartosia

Spanos Family

From left to right: Queen Dowager Elinora Spanos, Prince Cyril Spanos, Queen Dowager Helaine Spanos, King Nico Spanos, Prince Demetrius Spanos, Princess Phebe Spanos, Prince Nikolas Spanos.

Having just ascended the throne after the sudden death of his father, Nico is still inexperienced as a ruler. But, the Spanos family has ruled the land of Tartosia for generations, long enough for whispers of seeing large tails in their pool at night...

Carrasco Family

From left to right: Lady Dowager Marisa Carrasco, Duke Marco Carrasco, Lord Mattias Carrasco, Lady Isabel Carrasco, Lady Solana Carrasco, Duchess Anita Carrasco, Lady Carmen Carrasco, Lord Julio Carrasco.

The family of the Duke of Enamorada. The estate is known for its production of red wine.

Galanis Family

From left to right: Lord Calix Galanis, Countess Ariadne Galanis, Count Alexei Galanis

For a long time, it was just Alexei and Calix. And then Count Alexei married Ariadne, a much younger woman. Problem is, Calix and Ariadne don't like each other very well.

Samaris Family

From left to right: Count Darius Samaris, Countess Lyra Samaris, Lord Hector Samaris, Lady Calliope Samaris

The Samaris family, well known for their horse breeding, are also longtime friends of the Spanos family, with a quickly upcoming wedding between Lord Hector and Princess Phebe, and a betrothal between Lady Calliope and King Nico.