#Sculpture Inner Child

[siiddestroya]

Sculpture I made a while ago

[maidarlingdesigns]

The sweetest Rainbow Ghostie and the star babies! 🌟🌈

[hillibillibob]

A piece for my site and installation course :) I decided it would be cool to make scribble face real so I made her out of wire hangers ♡

[anthroxlove]

[iicheeze]

Genshin SAGAU except Reader is a lore fanatic

cw: lore dump, archon quest spoilers, side quest spoilers, etc

“ guys did u know that the Sea Ganoderma is actually souls of children who died young trapped and is forced to spend generations absorbing elements from the sand and sea as the form of punishment?? ” “ what the fuck your grace. ” Tighnari muttered.

“yelan, i know where u got ur jacket. ” “ o- oh, really, Your Grace? ” Yelan stuttered, sweat dropping. “ Yeah, i know u stole it from a Fatui Harbinger that was supposed to be a gift for the Tsaritsa and made some 'adjustments' to make it fit your style. ” you stated with a smirk, while yelan tries to hold in her cries because you rlly are a Divine Being, knowing everything about Teyvat.

Archon quest spoilers down ahead

“ Guys, I have a theory that the upside down Statue of the Seven and city the Traveler and Paimon saw are actually the correct way and that proves it because when I took a walk at Spiral Abyss when I went down I expected it to be pitch black but instead I'm met with the galaxy sky and a moon and possibly, Khaenri 'ah and Enkanomiya are the ones that are actually in the surface, while Teyvat is underground and yknow what? Scaramouche is RIGHT. The stars are fake the sky is fake everything is fake as we know of HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ” your maniacal laughter echoed through the Akademiya as many Researchers are baffled by this amount of information

“ Alhaitham, do you have a second? ” “ Of course, Your grace. What is it? ” “ Are you the Scarlet King ” “ ........ excuse me ”

“ WELL i noticed that the color of your eyes matches the Scarlet King's eyes, and your boots matches the color of the buildings of the Scarlet King's Civilization. A blue gem appeared when the Scarlet King sacrificed himself and it kinda looked like the gems at your back. And when you do your burst it looks REALLY similar to the Primal Constructs’ attacks, and the Primal Constructs are what's left of the Scarlet King's civilization. And at your chest it looks like it has the wings of an eagle, and your name literally means young eagle. What does this have to do with the Scarlet King? Well, at the Dunes I've ventured, I've seen murals and a figure with a bird head and it could possibly be the Scarlet King but it strangely reminded me of you!!! Plus, you know how to use the devices made by the Scarlet King, whereas the books and researchers at the Akademiya shows no information on how to properly use them. Pretty suspicious...... ”

and then theres alhaitham sweating his balls off on how the hell did you get that information.

“ guys, did you know that when Enkanomiya was plunged deep into the ocean, they created a fake sun called Helios to survive, right??? But actually, the nobles wanted more power. They wanted a puppet or ruler that they could easily control or manipulate. And WHO WOULD MAKE A GOOD CANDIDATE??? THAT'S RIGHT! A CHILD. AND THUS, BEGIN THE REIGN OF THE SUNCHILDREN. They were young and ignorant, obviously easy to be deceived and lied to. They were manipulated to commit heinous deeds. The first Sunchild was deceived to imprisoning his role model for life, aka isolated from everyone. The sunchildren were DESPISED by their own people, EVEN THE CARETAKERS ARENT ALLOWED TO SPEAK TO THEM. Knowing that the Sunchildren could realize that they were being manipulated, the nobles then introduced Rite of Solar Return. Now what the hell is a Rite of Solar Return??? Basically, when a Sunchild hits a certain age, they will be taken into the inner sanctum of Helios. The artificial Sun's high temperature could AND WOULD incinerate them alive!!!!! AND SOMEHOW, SOME HAVE SIMILARITIES WITH OUR CURRENT ARCHONS!!! Orupeusu had a talent for the lyre, aka the Anemo Archon. Risutaiosu made lifelike sculptures, like the Electro Archon. And Isumenasu would roam his country, AND EVEN HAD A SPEAR LIKE THE GEO ARCHON AT HIS GRAVE!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA I AM A GENIUS ”

the fact that people would still listen to your rants about Teyvat but still be concerned about your mental health is hilarious

if you werent the Divine Being of All, they would've locked you up where no one can find you, you know

Dottore would like you tho

so that's good

[dark-and-kawaii]

So we agree that Raphael would keep Tav plugged when he isn’t using them? Both to keep them open and ready and to keep his seed in their womb.

༺ 𝐼𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒𝑔𝓃𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝐵𝓎 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁 ༻

Tell me you’re horny for Raphael without telling me your horny for Raphael (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

Raphael - Haarlep - Impregnated - NSFW

In the beginning you wanted nothing to do with the Devil, but Raphael knew how to sink his claws into you. The more you visited him the more you wished to help him in his goal…

And by the time you’ve handed him the crown it’ll already have been too late for you… The Devil you came to know had slowly manipulated you into wanting to carry his offspring, wanting and wishing to stay at his side.

He’d whisper in your ear while caressing your stomach, “What a pretty little thing you’d be with a belly so swollen.” His voice velvety smooth, “We’ve come oh so far with one another, the crown will be useless if I don’t have an heir… What do you say, little mouse.”

You were sure that your inner thighs were bruised and swore your pelvis would never be the same. It almost felt like your legs would never close again, permanently wedged opened from all the fucking Raphael had been doing to insure his seed took to your womb.

His sweat trickled down his well sculptured crimson form, his once perfect hair a mess and clinging to the sides of his face and horns as he recovers from another orgasm. Raphael eases his cock out of you for the umpteenth time, his cum pouring out of your gaping hole…

Haarlep watched in amusement, they never knew their master had this in him. “Tut tut, you’re letting it all slip out of you. This is very very wasteful of you.” Haarlep quickly moves their hand to your sullied cunt, they’re quick to scoop the cum that left your hole only to shove it back inside you.

“Now now there’s no need for such theatrics, pet.” Raphael’s tail swished behind him before making its way to your entrance. Flicking his hand -an order for Haarlep to remove their fingers- he plunges his tail into you as a makeshift plug.

Suddenly an electric current passes through you, its unlike anything you’ve felt before. You can feel the tip of his tail stir within you; knocking and thrusting against your cervix trying to make its way past a forbidden passage.

Your eyes fly open… Raphael’s eyes are dark, his brow furrowed, his stare cold… An evil grin cinching his red lips, “How does it feel to know that your womb now carries a Devils child, my little mouse.”

[nyc-looks]

Abby, 25

“I’m wearing a Sportmax dress, Bottega Veneta espadrilles, the purse was a gift from my parents, the rose necklace I made at a Dauphinette beading party, Dior ring, and most of my other jewelry is either my girlfriend’s or from my grandparents. I feel like I’m open to inspiration everywhere around me — mainly nature, architecture, and art. My style is very intuitive and I often feel in touch with my inner child when I’m getting dressed. I seek out sensory experiences like soft textures and billowing fabrics, and sculptural, unexpected silhouettes that feel playful and airy.”

Sep 9, 2023 ∙ Lower East Side

[teeramoonlover]

This got me thinking.

Billy Loomis, Stu Macher/William Afton, and Bo Sinclair as they grew older, at some point they need someone from their own flesh and blood to continue their legacy, right?

So yeah those three gonna build one big happy family with reader, and their kids gonna be a bunch of satan's spawn but only being lovely to their own mom/dad/guardian.

And ofc in this case, those three lovely slashers ain't dead in these scenario.

Billy Loomis

As we all know, Samantha Carpenter is the infamous daughter of Billy Loomis. But what if Billy Loomis actually have another kid from the reader? I'm gonna assume this guy gonna be his son.

(My pov) His son definitely will hunt and kill the Ghostface, who dare to be like his dad. In his mind, he was like 'my dad and his friend are the only Ghostface, no one's gotta be like him. And it will stay that way'. So to ease his bloodlust, instead of killing innocents, why not just kill these Ghostface rookies. It's like they're asking for it, didn't they?

Not surprised to see he loves horror movies, maybe get inspiration from crime documentaries. High chance he is the mastermind and have many ways to lure those new Ghostface to him. Tempting to torture them like John Kramer did to his victims.

Oh and if his dad has mommy issue, bro got a whole daddy issues coming in. Like father, like son

Cast (Son): Benjamin Wadsworth

Born: 1997

Stu Macher/William Afton

If Stu Macher had a kid, ya bet his children gonna be a goofball like him? Wrong. In fact (from my pov), his son gonna double up from Stu's inner psychotic tendency in him. More aggressive, more violent and more unhinged. His son knew to embrace madness.

If Stu Macher become a killer because of peer pressure, this kid just pure psycho. Instead of being a friendly social butterfly or party king like his dad, he's the appitome of school's bad boy type of thing. It's either being mean or meanest.

Don't let me start on him becoming Micheal Afton.

If he gets proper love from his mom/guardian, he gonna be a big softie and overprotective (possessive) to his love ones. Gonna be hella toxic. He can be good, only with his mom/guardian, but to someone else? Rarely occasion.

Cast (Son): Drew Starkey

Born: 1996

Bo Sinclair

Ok first of all we all know, BO SINCLAIR IS A BEAST IN BED (rip reader's cunt/rim hole) and when he knew reader is pregnant, he was worried he might not be a good father figure to his kid until their first child born. Things change. Seeing his son's big blue eyes, like him, stir something in him. The Sinclair Jr made him soft. So ofc, Bo becomes bold and wants another child cuz he doesn't want his son to be lonely.

It's to be expected. To be apart of the Sinclair, they would eventually have twins sooner or later. Thank god both their son's head still intact in one piece. On the other hand, his three sons grew handsomely and receive motherly love from the reader.

The eldest, have a nasty tempered like his dad. You got on his way, he'll beat the shit out of you. He only be really nice to someone he care most, like his mama dearest. Always goes to church with his dad to see his grandma and help him in the garage.

The twins - The first twin (middle child) definitely got the charm from his dad. Knows how to be a sweetheart to ladies, but can be deadly once he hunt them for his uncle's sculpture. Most likely helping Vincent to build the museum. Might as well make an art museum next door too.

The second gonna be a rebellion, daredevil (youngest child) Well, not like strapping him to the chair. No no, mama won't like that. He loves adventure so definitely follow uncle Lester from town to town. He likes hunting, depends whether the prey will be animals or people. He can be nice. Charming too. Gonna be good friends with Stu's son, probably.

Cast (Sons): Eldest - Bill Skarsgård, Middle - Harris Dickinson, Youngest - Rudeth Pankow

Born: Eldest - 1994, Twins - 1996

Yep, one big chaotic, happy family indeed.

[bxm-1012]

What He Wouldn’t Do For You, Azriel x Reader

Summary: Azriel ponders all the things he would do to keep you safe

Warnings: Mentions of Blood, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Implied/Referenced Sex

735 Words

You scream in pain, screaming for help, for anyone, the snow colored from your blood. Azriel watches in horror, moving to you as fast as he can, yet his feet couldn’t seem to bring him any closer to you. Your screams eventually stop and you slump into the snow, not dead, but maybe trying to conserve your energy to keep you alive. He keeps yelling out to you, telling you that he’s there but you don’t respond, you just lay in the snow. The clothing you are wearing also becoming stained. He stumbles forward, reaching for you and finally he gets to you.

His scarred hands reach to hold you, to warm you. He pulls your motionless body against his, his arms and wings encircling you. His only hope is the slow rise and fall of your chest. He goes to stand but something is pushing him down, some mysterious weight. But he has to stand, he has to fly, to save you. He can’t. The pain of that ripping through him as he holds you against him. He tries to fly, to lift off and he looks to the sides to see his wings gone.

Suddenly he’s sitting up in his bed, drenched in sweat as he tries to remind himself it was all just a nightmare, a deeply horrible nightmare. His eyes gaze out the window at the always unbelievably gorgeous night sky and then they drop to the body laying asleep next time him. Your limbs are tangled with the sheets around you in a way that you claimed certainly doesn’t look elegant, but you could be bent into some abstract pose and Azriel would still look at you like it was the most famous sculpture ever made by a great artist.

He watches you sleep for a few moments, still sitting up, his wings almost restless around him, his shadows coming to sit around his shoulders for a moment before retreating. He watches the sheets rise and fall with each breath you take before laying back down. His mind begins to wander.

Azriel is in love with you. Truly, undeniably, unequivocally in love with you. It is a simple truth, and while it comes with so much bliss it also comes with a bag of worry. The things he would do for you, to protect you. He pulls himself closer to you as he lies down, wrapping his arms around your naked form, courtesy of activities from a few hours ago.

He lies, staring at your peaceful form for a moment before gently kissing your forehead.

His mind begins to wander as he begins considering all the things he would do for you. The things he would do to protect you. The things he would bargain to know that no harm could ever possibly come to you. He starts whispering them out loud as if you are awake and can hear him. The shadows crawl around his shoulders again for a while as he quietly whispers anything and everything he would do for you. The things he would give up, the things he would do. One of his hands gently rests against your lower back. He would even crawl back into the cell and let his former family burn his hands again to keep you safe.

After a short while his shadows, as if sensing the inner turmoil within Azriel slowly start crawling over to you, your eyes still shut as you sleep. They begin swirling through the tips of your hair like a child playing with its mothers hair, exploring it. Azriel calls them off as your stir slightly. He offers the softest smile he can give in your direction as your blearily open your eyes stretching slightly.

“What time is it,” you ask, rubbing the sleep from your eyes, lazily leaning forward slightly gently press your lips against his.

“Enough time for you to go back to sleep,” he responds, brushing a thumb over your cheek as he presses his lips to your forehead again.

You nod, curling up against him, slightly untangling your limbs from the sheets before shutting your eyes.

“What I wouldn’t do for you,” he mutters quietly just before you slip back to sleep. He remains awake for a while longer, holding you against him as he stares past you at the sky outside before finally shutting his eyes and drifting back to sleep himself.

[mag200]

REPENT / REPARENT

mixed media soft sculpture exploring the inner child.

actually made to be held and experienced through touch, it is about the size of a large baby and malleable in form.

ko-fi / alternative display here

[windmillghost-art]

This is my largest piece to date, a sculpture called Inner Child that I made to participate in a pride festival art show. Making this was a deeply emotional experience, since often, keeping it steady while working made me entwine fingers with the life-sized hand.

[blissfullybubblez]

🌸🌼 Free Outdoor Adventures for Littles 🌼🌸

Hello, my lovely beans! 🌈✨

The weather is getting nicer, and it's the perfect time to head outdoors and enjoy some free activities while regressioning. Here are some fun ideas to make the most of the beautiful weather:

Nature Walks 🚶‍♀️🌳: Explore a nearby park or nature trail. Look for pretty flowers, interesting leaves, and cute animals. Bring a little basket to collect treasures like rocks and acorns!

Picnic Time 🧺🍓: Pack some snacks and a cozy blanket, and have a picnic in your backyard or local park. Enjoy your favorite treats while soaking up the sunshine.

Cloud Watching ☁️👀: Lay on a soft blanket and look up at the sky. See what shapes and animals you can spot in the clouds. It's a relaxing and magical way to spend time outdoors.

Playground Fun 🛝🌟: Visit a nearby playground and let your inner child run wild. Swing on the swings, slide down the slides, and have lots of giggles and fun.

Outdoor Crafts 🎨🍃: Collect leaves, flowers, and twigs to create nature-inspired art. You can make leaf rubbings, flower crowns, or stick sculptures. Let your creativity flow!

Garden Adventures 🌼🌱: If you have access to a garden, spend time planting flowers, watering plants, or simply enjoying the beauty of nature. Watching plants grow can be very rewarding.

Chalk Art 🖍️🏡: Use sidewalk chalk to create colorful drawings and games on your driveway or sidewalk. It's a great way to express your artistic side and have fun outside.

Bug Hunting 🐞🔍: Grab a magnifying glass and go on a bug hunt. See how many different insects you can find and learn about their little worlds. Remember to be gentle and kind to our tiny friends.

Bird Watching 🐦👀: Bring a pair of binoculars and look for different types of birds. You can even make a little bird feeder to attract them to your yard.

Stargazing ✨🌌: When the sun sets, lay on a blanket and look up at the stars. Try to find constellations or just enjoy the twinkling lights in the night sky.

And remember, my precious beans, always wear sunscreen to protect your delicate skin from the sun. We care about you and want you to stay safe while having fun! 🌞🧴

Enjoy the great outdoors and make lots of happy memories! 🌸💖

With lots of love and little hugs, Bubblez🌼🦋

[youngsadlesbian]

WINTER SOLSTICE

pairing: mor x reader

summary: you have your first winter solstice with nyx and the entire inner circle and receive the best gift in the world from your mate, mor.

a/n: since christmas is coming and i'm feeling in the mood to write cute little things, here it is <3

word count: 1,1k

warnings: nothing, just fluff.

Velaris lay beneath a thin blanket of snow, shimmering under the fading winter sun. The streets were lined with floating lanterns, their warm glow making the entire city feel like a dream. Decorations for the Winter Solstice hung from doorways and windows, and laughter echoed through the squares as children ran, their little faces flushed red from the cold.

You loved this time of year.

Especially now.

Now that there was a small winged being with piercing blue eyes and chubby cheeks who had completely stolen your heart.

Nyx.

Your nephew was, without a doubt, the most adorable thing to ever exist. Feyre and Rhysand, doting parents that they were, tried to set boundaries. But you? There were no boundaries. Nyx could have whatever he wanted.

Proof of this lay in the way you were currently swinging him around the House of Wind’s sitting room, his laughter filling the space. Cassian watched from a nearby armchair, sipping his wine with an amused grin.

“If it’s up to you,” Cassian teased, “this kid is going to be spoiled rotten.”

“He deserves it,” you replied, twirling Nyx again. “Look at him! How can anyone resist?”

Nyx laughed louder, as if he knew he’d won the argument.

“You’re hopeless,” Cassian said with a shake of his head.

Amren, perched on the couch across the room, arched a brow as she inspected a silver necklace she’d bought for Feyre. “We’ve all accepted that this child owns you now.”

“And you, too,” you shot back with a grin.

Azriel drifted in silently, a tray of tea and pastries floating behind him. He handed you a small plate with a sugar-dusted treat.

“You may not spoil Nyx,” you said, taking a bite, “but if anyone even looks at this kid the wrong way, I bet you make them disappear.”

Azriel smiled faintly.

Cassian pointed at you. “She’s right.”

Nyx stretched his arms toward Azriel, who picked him up without hesitation. The baby immediately grabbed at one of his shadows, giggling as it wrapped playfully around his fingers.

Warmth filled the room, and the approaching Solstice brought a familiar buzz of excitement.

\*/

With the Solstice around the corner, everyone had set off on their own missions to find the perfect gifts.

You’d caught Cassian sneaking into a jewelry store, no doubt picking something he’d pretend “fell into his lap” for Nesta.

Azriel spent an unusual amount of time browsing bookstore windows, his hazel eyes lighting up at the sight of old leather-bound tomes.

Feyre, unsurprisingly, was obsessed with paintings and sculptures, always disappearing into her studio to craft something personal for each of you.

But Mor…

Mor was the mystery.

You tried following her once or twice, but she always managed to slip away, her laughter trailing behind like an echo.

“You’re not going to tell me what you’re getting, are you?” you asked, arms crossed, as you walked through the market together one night.

Mor smirked, mischief in her eyes. “Don’t ruin the surprise.”

“You know I’m terrible with surprises.”

“Which is exactly why I won’t tell you,” she said, pulling you toward a candy stall.

You relented with a huff, but curiosity simmered beneath your skin. What was she planning?

\*/

Feyre and Rhys’s home glowed with golden light, the table piled high with warm dishes and sweet treats. Nyx, dressed in a knitted blue sweater Elain had made, sat on Rhys’s lap, reaching eagerly for the chocolate cake in front of him.

The gift exchange began after dinner, everyone gathering around the fireplace.

Cassian handed Nesta a pair of Illyrian earrings, trying to downplay the significance while Nesta’s smug smirk said everything.

Azriel silently presented Rhys with a set of ancient daggers, each one humming with dark power.

Amren, practical as ever, gifted Feyre with enchanted paints that shimmered under moonlight.

Then came Mor’s turn.

She approached you with a small box in hand, her eyes soft and affectionate.

“I hope you like it,” Mor said, placing it gently in your hands.

As you carefully opened the box, a faint meow echoed from within.

Your heart nearly stopped.

Curled inside, nestled in soft blankets, was a tiny white kitten with enormous golden eyes.

“Mor…” Your voice broke, lifting the kitten, who immediately snuggled into your chest, purring softly.

Tears prickled at the edges of your vision.

“I thought you could use some company when Nyx isn’t around,” Mor said quietly.

Rhys laughed. “So, now we’ll have another tiny terror running around Velaris?”

“I think the real terror is her spoiling this cat,” Feyre teased.

You looked at Mor, love swelling in your chest. “I love you.”

Mor smiled, wrapping an arm around you as you cradled the kitten closer.

“Does it have a name?” Feyre asked, stroking the small creature’s head.

You stared into those curious golden eyes.

“Lumen,” you decided. “Because he’s a little light.”

\*/

As the kitten slept curled in your lap, the rest of the gifts made their rounds.

Azriel handed Elain a beautifully bound gardening journal. In return, she shyly gave him a dark blue scarf she’d knitted herself.

Cassian, unsurprisingly, gifted Rhys a ridiculous Illyrian battle axe—because according to Cassian, “one can never have too many axes.”

You watched as Rhys pretended to inspect it seriously before using it to slice cake.

When it was your turn, you stood and placed a small, carefully wrapped package in front of Mor.

She raised a brow, but as she opened it, her eyes softened. Inside was a delicate silver bracelet, engraved with faint stars. The constellation mirrored the skies of the night you first kissed.

Mor stared at it for a long time, tracing the stars.

“I thought you’d like to carry a reminder,” you said, cheeks warm.

Mor said nothing for a moment. Then she slipped the bracelet on and kissed you, right in front of everyone.

Cassian gagged. “Oh, come on.”

Nyx, oblivious, clapped his hands.

“I have one more,” you said, kneeling before Nyx with a small wooden box.

Nyx blinked curiously as you opened it, revealing a silver rattle engraved with stars and a small sun at the center.

Nyx grabbed it instantly, shaking it with excitement.

Rhys smiled, his eyes bright with gratitude. “He’ll treasure it.”

You ruffled Nyx’s hair. “It’s his first Solstice. He deserves something special.”

And as the night went on, with laughter and love filling the room, you knew this Solstice would remain etched in your heart forever.

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

GODDESS FEMININE MAGIC ; WHAT CAN WE LEARN FROM THEM? PICK A GODDESS

PILE 1 - SESHAT - SCRIPTING. JOURALISM. CONNECTING TO THE STARS. DIVINITY CODES UNLOCKING.

If you feel connected to this goddess archetype, be confident in your abilities to succeed. Manifesting abilities are strongest in writing. Look to the stars for answers as this connects you to the best possible outcome. A lot of you are connected to numerology, astrology and astro sciences and there are a abilities around tech advances for some of you. Be more open to infinite possibilities as this is a remarkable time to get to know yourself and following your dreams. Ase !

PILE 2 - MAAT - UNLOCKING THE TRUTH. WHAT IS IT THAT YOU REMEMBER?

So, this group might be LGBT, non-binary or you could also be straight. This goes for everyone however I seen something about the non-binary group as well.

You guys have a lot of answers that you keep hidden from the outside world. What are you doing? Your light shines when you are embarking in your spirit's mission. You are the sun and the shadows bring favor when you open up to them. What is it that you see? You can't run from them forever, make peace with your shadows. They are the only thing that shows your super power.

Bless.

PILE 3 - NEPHTHYS - ORACLE. SEER. CREATOR. MYSTIC.

Play around a little. Your spark is noticed by thousands of people, you here me? Your inner child is a magnet for beautiful ideas to come through you and escape. Their like mini bubbles castrating around your brain, and finding new ways to deliver magic to anyone it touches. Do yourself a favor and get to writing that book, finishing those puzzles, or even creating that sculpture. You're a magnet for success, everything you touch is Gold. ;) Ase!

[lagoonalake]

WAYV IDEAL TYPE

KUN

Personality: 7 of swords, the lovers, the wheel of fortune

Kun wants a serious relationship, he wants to find his soulmate, but could have a lot of karma to release when it comes to love, so he tends to attract tricksters, people who are beautiful and seem romantic but are not all they appear to be. That being said, he tends to go for driven people who are goal oriented (sometimes have a tendency to use him for their goals), who are good at making decisions, diplomacy and business, very intelligent, cunning people. They can unfortunately also be opportunistic, unreliable and fame hungry or too focused on their status. He needs to find someone with those same qualities (willpower, intelligence, cunning) but with integrity too and/or fighting for a good cause. all air signs especially gemini, capricorn, leo

Appearance: justice, queen of swords, the world

Ice queens, tall, lean, cold looking, would prefer an asian, sculptural, good bone structure, pale skin, elegantly dressed, looks play a strong part when he is attracted to someone, someone who could look like him a bit, mirror his looks a bit, clear cold voice, haughty, proud expression, high status, famous for their beauty, elegance and style, how respectable they are. Well connected, this isn’t about looks per say, but he would be impressed if he saw that person for the first time amongst a certain circle, talking to important people, that would impress him.  capricorn, libra, aquarius, virgo

Turn offs: 9 of cups, 8 of wands, 10 of wands

Overindulgence, laziness, someone who isn’t taking care of their health or looks, someone a bit too eager to be friend with him or too spontaneous (he prefers that unreachable coldness), someone too loud, unrefined, goofy, someone who is exhausting, whose energy is too loud, too bombastic, someone impulsive, who don’t think before they act, too fast paced and childish.  sagittarius, pisces, cancer, taurus, aries

TEN

Personality: king of wands, 3 of wands, the sun

He is attracted to driven go getters but compared to Kun who was more into strategists, Ten is into the fighters, the fiery individuals who believe in themselves, strong egos, very proud but dignified people, with a lot of integrity, a noble character, who never gives up, strong, focused, what you see is what you get, although at times they could hide a bit behind their pride. Honest, straight-forward people, respectable and who shine brightly, fun and full of life, connected to their inner child, creative, artistic. Born leaders who can guide and inspire others.  fire signs, especially leo and aries

Appearance: queen of pentacles, 3 of pentacles, the wheel of fortune

Sensual and sexy, not shy to show off their body, could prefer darker skin tone, a dancer, someone with a very flexible body, hips, long limbs, lean, wider features, open honest expression, wide smile, a more simple, ethnic style, shorter hair, warm colors, earthy colors (orange, green, brown…), kinda has a more raw sex appeal taurus, aries, sagittarius

Turn offs: the chariot, queen of wands, ace of swords

So he is one of those who is turned off by the negative sides of what he is attracted to, when that shows up in a reading it makes me think that the person must always go for the same type XD So impulsivity pushed to the extreme, extreme pride and overblown ego, narcissism, domineering personality who needs to bring others down in order to feel good about themselves, “my way is the only way”, people who are too blunt, too direct with their words to the point they are being cruel, people who always look for a fight mars, fire signs

WINWIN

Personality: 2 of swords, 7 of wands, queen of pentacles

He is attracted to rather shy individuals, he finds it charming, and values the fact that it takes time for a person to open up, he finds it more meaningful when they finally do, someone slow to trust, who would be intelligent and practical when it comes to love, would need proof that they can trust him, but when they’ll finally do, would be very stubborn and invested in the relationship, quite passionate. Someone who is balanced, open minded, able to see things from a different perspective, still opinionated and stubborn, grounded, organized, stable, with a realistic and mature mindset. Healing, a caretaker. nurturing, would play a more traditional role in the relationship. Still with their own goals and independence.  libra, virgo, cancer, aries

Appearance: justice, 8 of cups, 6 of pentacles 

Probably not a celebrity, mature, could be into older partner, who looks serious, at times intimidating but kind when you approach them, he’s not too concerned about beauty, more about the person’s aura, if they look trustworthy, he'd like to see someone being kind to others or animals, someone who is a bit withdrawn. A balanced, healthy, moderate appearance, nothing too flashy. Harmonious features, natural, healthy, sturdy beauty.  saturn, scorpio, virgo, cancer

Turn offs: 7 of wands, knight of pentacles, death

So while he would want his partner to have their own goals, he still wants to be the primary breadwinner and provider, he has more traditional views of partnership, and it’s also because he wants his person to trust him and relax. So someone too ambitious, too competitive, too combative or too masculine. Also someone destructive, or overwhelmed by their emotions that they lose sight of reality and would hurt others without even realizing they do (I feel like this is something he most likely experienced). Someone who in messy, always in crisis mode, with no stability, with serious mental health issues.  scorpio, aries, leo, capricorn, mars, pluto

XIAOJUN

Personality: 2 of pentacles, queen of pentacles, 4 of wands

Similar to Winwin he wants someone who would support and help him, with a strong head on their shoulder, a grounding, warm presence, he is more interested in a long term, stable relationship, he wants to be able to balance career and love life so he needs a person who possibly could assist him in his career, good at managing the practical things. He also wants his relationship to feel like a celebration, so he likes a fun loving, playful, funny, creative individual. Romantic, relationship oriented, who boost his confidence. The physical aspect of the relationship is important for him, not just sex, but that he can touch his partner, feel them close, that they would be responsive to his touch, a tangible, sensual presence, which I guess would fit more into the appearance section, but it showed up here lol.  all earth signs especially taurus and virgo, libra, leo

Appearance: knight of swords, ace of cups, page of wands

So besides the sensuality, he is attracted to a fresh, clean appearance. Someone with swift movements, strong body, well designed facial features, athletic. Someone who enjoys the outdoors, more natural looks. Possibly more masculine or simple, he’s not too concerned about fashion or being cute and pretty. Someone who is quite expressive, who can look fierce one moment, then full of emotions and then happy and enthusiastic. It’s not so much about beauty that it is about the emotional and mental connection.  gemini, aquarius, sagittarius, cancer

Turn offs: 4 of swords, 8 of swords, 9 of pentacles

Someone apathetic, lethargic, lazy, someone who doesn’t seem to care about anything, seems always bored, someone a bit stupid who doesn’t have anything to say, who doesn’t have any conversation, is shallow, only focused on making money, and enjoying their luxuries, someone spoiled, who never had to lift a finger in their life, someone insecure, pessimistic who has no will power and determination.  cancer, pisces, neptune, taurus

HENDERY 

Personality: death, king of swords, the tower, 7 of pentacles

He could be attracted to rather dark individuals. Charming and charismatic yet intimidating, powerful people with a brilliant mind, strategists, seemingly in control, could be cold and unmovable or detached, but actually quite destructive and super intense. Great talkers, thinkers, leaders. interesting people who have great conversation. Quiet introvert, very patient, but extremely determined and stubborn. Secretive. Good at mind games. He is attracted to that transformative and ultra intense energy, and his relationships are chaotic and passionate, sometimes there is a long period of waiting or pining, longing from afar, until one of them makes a move, but they would both feel the intensity and the slow burn makes it more exciting. When they finally give in it’s an all or nothing type of love, and more often than not a love that hurts and consumes him.  scorpio, pluto, capricorn, aquarius

Appearance: the empress, 3 of cups, the hierophant

A traditional, natural beauty, who doesn’t have to do too much to look attractive, a "fertile” beauty. Radiant skin, soft body, sensual, feminine. Someone who smells good. Slow, calm, steady energy.  Despite the colder personality, he likes someone who looks friendly (which makes me think his type is someone who is good at masking their true feelings and intentions, very secretive). Long soft silky hair that he’d like to touch. Soft calm voice. Like Xiaojun, touch is very important for him. Warm, earthy colors, brown, gold, pink.  venus, taurus, virgo, libra, pisces

Turn offs: 2 of wands, ace of swords, strength

He likes having to figure out someone’s true intentions and decipher them, so someone who is too simple and direct is not as interesting to him XD someone too bold, too spontaneous, what you see is what you get type of people, it’s not that he is annoyed by them, and he could be friend with them, but he cannot feel attraction for them, he really prefers that enigmatic puzzling quality. Someone disheveled, who looks like a mess or like they are struggling. He is into the stoic, well groomed, perfectly in control type. Colors or styles that are too flashy. Masculine, sharp, rough appearance or voice. aries, sagittarius, leo, aquarius, uranus, mars

YANGYANG

Personality: 10 of wands, queen of swords, the sun

He is attracted to a wounded, tired soul, similar to Kun, he tends to be tricked by the glamour of beauty or fame, status and wants to be of help to a rather cold, tired individual who honestly most of the time feels empty and dry. Someone who could treat him like a servant a bit, but he would feel honored to have been accepted by this person. This could be a specific energy I’m picking up on, an actual person. Yet this person is very physically beautiful, has a high status, is famous, adored, which is all intimidating yet they accepted him so the relationship feels special, but it is one sided. Could be slightly older than him or have a lot of experience in the industry that has taken a big toll on them. What he needs is an intelligent, elegant, poised yet giving individual who would give as much as he does, someone optimistic, generous and warm. libra, leo, capricorn

Appearance: judgement, 5 of swords, knight of cups

Someone impressive spectacular looking, the “wow” type of person at least to him, someone who would make a big impression on him, confident and who stands out from the crowd, a bit mean looking, tall, striking features, radiant, shining brightly, seductive, looks like a heart breaker or someone who could have anyone, sexy and magnetic, could prefer sharper features, aquiline nose, dark almond shaped eyes, lean tall body, straight black hair, wide, square, structured shapes. Otherworldly. capricorn, saturn, aquarius, scorpio, pisces

Turn offs: justice, 10 of pentacles, 3 of swords

A relationship that would feel too much like business. For example he wouldn’t like to go on a dating app (not that it would be much possible as an idol) or be introduced to someone, having to go on dates to test the chemistry, he wouldn’t like that. Someone who is too practical, too secure, too predictable. Someone moralizing, a preacher, overly critical. Too much stability, he kinda likes being in the dark. Equality, he prefers some kind of imbalance. However he is also turned off by treachery, someone who would break his trust, someone who uses him, hides things from him, and cheats, which he will inevitably experience with the type of person he is currently involved with. He’ll grow from this though. air and earth signs 

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Coach H

Rating: T

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A look at a possible future for Steve Harrington.

Taylor has known Coach H for almost 4 years, and still can't quite figure him out. They have the opportunity to investigate his office a little, and they learn more than they thought they would.

This is totally Steve-centric. All others, though I love them all dearly, are only briefly mentioned.

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Coach Harrington's office is one of four tucked behind the gym, between the girls' and boys' locker rooms. Taylor has never been in here before. Students rarely have a reason to come to the coaches' offices; they can all usually be found in the gym, even when class isn't in session.

Taylor has known Coach H for four years; their freshman year had been Coach's first year at Lincoln High. They know him just well enough to not feel guilty about wanting to snoop around a little while they are waiting. Maybe they can learn something.

Coach H is a bit of a point of confusion, even for many of the students who know him. He looks normal enough; Taylor guesses he's in his fifties, with thick brown hair that has started to go gray at his temples, kind eyes, and a boyish smile that is contagious. It's when he starts to talk about himself that the oddities begin to show.

He has tattoos, the most notable of which is an electric guitar that takes up most of his right inner forearm. It's upside down, with the bottom of the body tucked into the crease of his elbow and the neck stretching down to his wrist. When asked, he always admits that he doesn't play guitar; in fact, he knows very little about music at all. He says he got it because someone saved his life with that very guitar, but Taylor suspects he'd just thought it looked cool when he was young.

He also, allegedly, knows an unusual number of people with significance to the LGBTQ+ community. Taylor has heard him mention having lunch with Michael Wheeler, an author who gained popularity in the early 2000s for his fantasy novels that often feature queer characters. Kelly swears that she heard him mention the Byler siblings once. The three artists, each known for having their own distinct mediums of photography, paint, and sculpture, had risen to fame in the nineties for the mix of praise and criticism they'd received for their first joint exhibit. It had been an exploration of the realities of being gay at the time, and the artwork is still discussed and admired today.

There's also a rumor that he knows a member or two of Corroded Coffin, a metal band who toured for thirty years and was fronted by an openly gay man, though Taylor is unfamiliar with them and finds this a bit less impressive than the other possible connections.

They don't know how many of these rumors, if any, are true, but it's interesting nonetheless. It makes him a sort of unspoken, safe space for the queer students.

He has a strange scar across his throat, and if asked about it, his responses are varying levels of insane, ranging from very improbable to outright impossible. He'd been mistaken for a patient in need of a thyroid operation when he'd gone in for a knee surgery. A sentient vine got wrapped around his neck while he was being attacked by giant bats. A serial killer known simply as The Strangler had tried to make him a victim when he'd gone back to his hometown for a high school reunion. He'd been hanged for being a pirate in a past life and bore a scar as a reminder to always abide by the law.

He claims to have a brother just a few years younger than himself, but he also tells stories about being an only child. He says his reason for choosing to be a high school teacher is that he raised six teens himself, but it's common knowledge that he's never had kids. He's a nerd, which had caught Taylor by surprise the first time they'd realized it. He'd mumbled something about Coach Roberts sounding like a demogorgon when he passed by Taylor during class one day. He'd said it like he knew exactly what that fictitious beast sounded like. As though it was a sound that existed.

Then, of course, there is his friendship with Ms. Buckley, who had arrived at Lincoln the same year as Coach. There's speculation that they are actually married to each other - their wedding rings, though different, are equally strange - but Taylor has never gotten that vibe from them. They do interact with the familiarity of people who have known each other a long time, though.

Peering around the room, Taylor takes stock of what they can immediately see. A shelf is lined with trophies that the school has won in Coach H's brief tenure. At the end of the shelf, proudly displayed besides the shiny plastic, is a crudely made clay trophy that reads "#1 DINGUS" at the bottom. There is also a tall bookshelf. It's almost entirely full and has a variety of genres and authors. Taylor notices a selection of Michael Wheeler on one of the middle shelves at perfect eye level. His desk is cluttered with papers, though it looks like it is an organized sort of chaos. He has a couch that sits opposite the desk. It has a soft-looking blanket folded across the back and an assortment of pillows and plushes taking up much of the sitting space.

What catches Taylor's eye is the pin board hanging just beside the door. It is just as covered as the surface of the desk. There are a couple of fading children's drawings, a birthday card with the beginnings of a bad joke on the front, and a bunch of photos of people Taylor doesn't recognize. In the middle of the cluttered board are three photos pinned in a neat, tidy column. The top and bottom are of six people, taken probably 10 or 15 years apart. In the top one, the younger version of the group is standing in a row, arms around each other, grinning at the camera. Taylor recognizes the two in the very center; a young Ms. Buckley and Coach H are leaning into each other, pulling their friends in closer on either side. In the one on the bottom, they are all older but, in a way, the same. They've paired off, each couple kissing dramatically for the camera. On the right, Coach Harrington is being dipped back by a man with long curls pulled back into a messy bun. In the center, Ms. Buckley and a woman with a short bobbed cut each have both hands holding their partner's face. The two men on the left, one with short brown hair and the other with a mane that reaches halfway down his back, are flipping off the camera, hands held out low enough that their audience can still see them kissing.

It's the photo between these two, though, that really draws Taylor's attention. It's clearly a professional picture - six gold rings in a circle, displayed on a gnarled stump with bits of greenery in the background. The rings are three distinct pairs, each set across from each other in the circle. The first pair, the thinnest, set at the top and bottom, have been fashioned to look like vines with impossibly intricate leaves and flowers. Taylor knows Ms. Buckley wears one of these. The next clockwise are of a more medium width and have a spiral seam and tiny frays to make them look like rope. The final pair is the most familiar to Taylor; thick, golden chain links. One of those is Coach Harrington's.

"That one's been nicknamed 'the rings of power'," Coach H says, materializing beside her to examine the photos, too.

"Who took it?"

"Jonathan Byers," Coach H says easily.

Taylor's eyes nearly bug out of their head. "Like, the famous photographer?" Taylor, an amateur photographer themself, discovered Jonathan Byers and his work a few years ago and had loved it all. "You actually know him? For real?"

"I actually know him for real. He's in these other two photos."

Taylor stares at the top photo for a moment before the realization of what that fact could mean hits them. "Are you married to Jonathan Byers?! Is that him?" Taylor takes a closer look at the curly-haired man, trying to remember if they've ever seen a picture of Jonathan Byers.

Coach chuckles and shakes his head. "No," he says with a grin, "but he'd be amused to know you think so. That's Jon." He points to the man on the far right side of the first photo. He's the one with the short haircut. "This is my husband." Coach points instead to the man with the wild curls. "Eddie Munson. He's the front man of Corroded Coffin." He begins to point out the other three. "That's Jon's husband, Argyle. He owns a food truck. You might have seen it downtown. You already know Robin. That's her wife, Nancy Wheeler. Nance is a freelance journalist."

"Wheeler?" That can't be a coincidence. "Holy shit," Taylor says, unable to hold back a disbelieving laugh. "The rumors are true."

"Which ones?" Coach asks with an amused, knowing smile.

"The ones about you knowing a bunch of famous gays!"

Coach laughs at that. "I guess? I knew them before the fame. We sorta grew up together. We all ended up being in the public eye pretty abruptly in the mid-eighties. Lots of interviews and publicity. It all kinda spiraled, and now, some of us are - well." He shrugs. "You can Google it."

"Wait," Taylor says, shrugging their backpack off their shoulder and pulling their notebook out. This is the reason Taylor is here in the first place; interviews with a few of the favorite teachers for the school newspaper. But this is starting to sound like so much more than a simple "fun facts" kind of interview. "Can I just ask you? This stuff is best straight from the source."

"Sure."

"This is so cool. So, what's the real story behind the guitar?"