#This is your sign to keep going-🃏

[futturmangamez]

Me opening my phone today to see that every one of my friends are going through it:(

Sending so much josh hugs to all of you🩵

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

All In 7

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Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as noncon/dubcon, age gap, power imbalance, low self esteem, and possible untagged elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: you meet a mysterious man on a night out with your sister. (petite!reader)

based on the winning option for this poll

Characters: casino owner!Bucky Barnes

Note: another week...

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When Bucky leaves, you feel less than relief. It’s easier to breathe without him around but your heart continues to race. You don’t move until you see him drive away. You steel yourself with the manufactured lie before you go back inside. 

As you do, you’re surprised to find Roxie beside your mom, both of them close to the front window. You sigh. Were they watching? You guess you can be thankful Bucky hadn’t done more than talk. 

Your mom faces you with a sheepish grin, “so... did you get it?” 

You look between her and your sister. Roxie has her phone in hand and an arch in her eyebrow, “I’d die for a boss like that.” 

“I...” you glance the screen before she can hide it. Oh. She had a picture of him pulled up on Google. So, they both know exactly who he is. 

“He must be really hands on if he came all the way down here to offer you a job,” Roxie tilts her head. 

“That’s the sign of a good boss,” your mom insists.  

“Really, I think his eyes were the kicker. So blue.” 

“Rox,” your mom nudges her. “A man like him, he’s got line ups, I’m sure. Besides, she’s too young for him.” 

“Well, I’m older,” Roxie smirks, “maybe she can get me a job too.” 

“Er, uh,” you wring your hands, “I should start dinner.” 

“You didn’t say if you go the job,” Roxie challenges. 

“Yeah,” you utter softly, “I got a job. Just cleaning.” 

“Hey, it’s better than nothing,” you mom assures as she comes to you. She puts her hands on your shoulders, “I’m so proud of you.” 

“Mom,” you try not to look pained as you return her smile, “it’s nothing. Really. A cleaner.” 

“We all gotta start somewhere.” 

“Yeah,” Roxie scoffs, “most of us a lot sooner.” 

“Oh, don’t be such a downer,” your mom lets you go to spin on your sister, “don’t rain on her parade.” 

“Whatever. I’d rather hand out flyers than clean toilets,” she rolls her eyes. 

You purse your lips and shy away. You feel worse that they believe you so easily and why wouldn’t they? No one would think that someone like you would merit such a preposterous offer from a man like Bucky. You still can’t really believe it. 

Maybe it’s just some twisted hallucination. You could wake up tomorrow and be just like you were before. You never thought you would long for that but now, being alone, being the loser, that feels safe. Being noticed, being someone, that’s terrifying. 

🃏

You take your time making dinner, a brief escape from reality. The distraction keeps you busy enough that your chest stops thrumming, yet your nerves are still spastic. You’re not very hungry once it’s done but you make yourself eat. 

Roxie heads off for work shortly after you gather up the dirty dishes and your mom goes to change into her pajamas. She startles you as you scour the pan you used to bake the chicken. You splash yourself and hiss. 

“Sorry, hon, I was just coming to check on you,” she leans against the counter, “you’re nervous, aren’t you?” 

You shrug, to fraught to answer. 

“You get restless, I can tell. You do everything just to keep from fidgeting,” she says, “it’s going to be okay. You’ll be just fine and you’ll see, it’ll be nice to have your own money.” 

“I know, mom,” you murmur, turning your face down to the sink, “it’s not that I don’t want to work, I just... I guess it’s the change that freaks me out.” 

“Change is good, even if it’s scary,” she says. “You’ll see.” 

“Mm,” you hum and try not to shatter, “I just want to help out.” 

“Hon, you worry about yourself. Please--” 

“No, I owe you.” 

“Owe me? I’m your mother. I just wish I could give you more,” she smiles and squeezes your arm. “If you’re not some busy working girl, we’ll celebrate on my day off.” 

“Sure,” you accept grimly. 

She leaves you and you’re silent as you finish up the dishes. You put them away and wipe the counters. When you finish, you shut off the lights. You say good night from the doorway and retreat into your room. Tomorrow. That’s all he said. That’s the only detail you go before he strolled off. 

You grab your phone and fall back on your bed. All you want is to lose yourself in a fic or a discussion board or even just scrolling mindlessly. You can’t. It’s like he’s taking over everything. There it is, that little icon you rarely see, a new message.  

You pull down the menu and stare at the preview. Two hours ago. You’re surprised he didn’t show up to check why you hadn’t answered. Again. You will at least need to send something before the night is over. 

‘Hey doll. I’ll send a car tomorrow morning at nine. Just bring yourself.’ 

You shudder and stare at the blue bubble around the text. Oof. Nine? That’s early for you. You suppose it’s about time you break that bad habit. 

‘Sorry. I was making dinner. Nine is good. Thank you.’ 

You hit send and put your phone down. You slide your laptop across the bed and open it up. You’ll watch something. That old BBC drama you found on the free streaming service has been pretty interesting, but you think you only have one episode left. That’s good, you can’t be up all night. 

Your phone buzzes. Shoot. Alright. You can do this. You have to get to it. You swipe up your phone again, surprised to find it’s still shaking.

Oh no. He’s calling! 

You panic and nearly hit decline before you manage to drag your thumb the other way. You put the phone to your ear, unable to muster even a squeak. What do you say? 

“Hey, doll,” Bucky’s voice drawls from the speaker, “hope I didn’t interrupt dinner.” 

“No, er, we’re done.” 

“Ah, and are you alone?” 

You frown, “yes?” 

“Good, good. Isn’t that sweet of you, cooking dinner for your family. That’s what I like about you. You take care of those you love.” 

You gulp. You don’t know what to say. 

“What was for dinner?” He asks as you hear a soft rustle. 

“Um, chicken and potatoes,” you answer bluntly. It’s an easy question. 

“You’re not busy or something?” He wonders. 

“Uh uh,” you shake your head even though he can’t see, “I’m just... in bed.” 

“Early night, huh?” He asks. 

“I guess, I was going to watch a show.” 

“Right, right,” he clicks his tongue as something taps followed by other indiscernible movements, “you in your pajamas? Bet those are cute?” 

“Not... yet,” you croak. 

“Mmm,” he purrs, “I just got out of the shower.” 

“You... did?” 

“Getting ready for tomorrow,” he explains, “gotta admit, I’m a bit impatient. You’ll see that about me, doll. When I want something, it’s hard to wait.” 

“Uh, oh...” you stutter out. 

“For you, I can,” he vows, “doll, do me a favour.” 

“A favour?” You echo thinly. 

“Mmm, yeah, I want you to get in your pajamas and send me a picture. Just to tide me over,” he coaxes. 

“A picture?” You open your eyes wide and gape at the wall. 

“Sure, just a taste. I wanna know what I should imagine next to me when I lay down.” 

“What?” You squeak, shocked by his insinuation. Imagining you?! 

“I can’t help myself. It’s lonely here.” 

“I...” you pick at your lower lip, “one sec. I... I gotta...” 

You put the phone on the bed and push yourself off the mattress. You trip on your own feet and hope he can’t hear you stumbling around. Your pajamas are kind of silly. You don’t really have any sexy ones. Maybe if he sees them, he’ll change his mind. 

The only matching pair you have have snoopy on the top and a large check bottom on the pants. You fish them out and change. It’s okay. He can’t see you at that moment. Still, it feels like he is watching you. Just as his presence has lurked around you all day. 

You go back to your phone and fumble around, “sorry, I... just... figuring out the camera.” 

You hear his timbre but can’t make out his words from the small speaker. You open the camera app and flip the camera. You move around, trying to take the pic, and lean the phone on the top of your dress. You angle it and mutter to yourself as you struggle to set the timer. 

You take several pictures before you’re not entirely discontent. You look awkward in all of them. The pants, like all your pants, are too long and gather around your feet. You don’t know how to pose either. Quite frankly, you look frightened in every single one. 

“Alright, I think...” you babble and find your way into the conversation and choose the least egregious frame. You hesitate and close your eyes as you push your thumb down on the arrow. 

You bring the phone back to your ear, “are you still there?” 

“Always, doll,” he assures and once more, the phone shifts around noisily. “Mm, Snoopy? I like it. More of a Woodstock myself but... Mm mm mm, you look good.” He pauses as you wriggle and your cheeks burn hotly. “Sexy.” 

“No,” you burst out without thinking. 

“No? You don’t think I’m telling the truth?” 

“I didn’t... say so, it’s... just pajamas,” you sniff, “sorry, I didn’t mean to argue.” 

“Doll, relax. Thing about you, you don’t even have to try.” 

You don’t reply. You have no idea what to say or even if you should believe him. You saw the picture, you look in the mirror every day, you know what you are. It still feels like some weird game. 

“Here, gimme a sec,” he says from his end. 

More rustling and the noise of a digital shutter. Your phone vibes shortly and you pull it away from your cheek. You squint at the screen as it lights up and an image buffers in the conversation. 

“Huh, uh, it’s not loading. My phone is--” you nearly swallow your tongue and gasp. 

Oh gosh. It’s a picture of him in almost nothing. Just a towel. His long hair is damp and pushed back and his dark beard contrasts his bright blue eyes as he aims the lens of his phone at himself in the mirror. His stomach is ridged with muscle, his chest trimmed with hair that trails down, and the towel hangs low, giving a generous hint of his pelvis. The vee above the fabric feels overly salacious. 

“Doll?” You hear the low tone of his voice and make yourself look away. You raise the phone again to your ear. “Everything okay? You got really quiet.” 

“I...” 

“You like what you see?” He asks coyly. 

You put your hand to your forehead, your flesh is fiery. It’s so much so fast. Just that morning, you’d convinced yourself you would never see or talk to him again. And now he’s sending you pictures like that and... flirting with you? 

“Yes,” you eke out then cover your mouth. He snickers and you clear your throat before you peel your hand away, “sorry, I mean... you’re... you... you must work out.” 

“Doll, you’re too adorable,” he says. 

You don’t say a word. You’re mortified. He knew you saw that. He knows you’ve seen him like that. He sent it! 

It’s all too much. You’re lightheaded. You rub your chin and shiver. 

“I should... sleep.” 

“Mm, me too,” he says, “hopefully I dream of you.” 

You giggle nervously, “really?” 

“Sure, doll. All I can do is dream. Until tomorrow,” he sighs, “and what about you? You gonna dream about me?” 

You squeak and stammer, “I... I... I...” 

He laughs again, “you really are so cute in those pajamas.” 

“Please,” you blurt out, “delete it.” 

“Now, why would I do that?” He challenges. 

“I don’t... know.” 

“I love it,” he insists, “you’re not deleting mine, are you?” 

“N-no, no, I’ll keep it.” 

“Hm, good,” he intones, “it’s all for you so don’t you go showing me off to all your friends.” 

It’s your turn to laugh. “Promise, I won’t.” If only he knew you don’t have any friends to show. 

[bitdemonic]

date. april 8th, 2023

time. 8:59pm

—❝𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃.❞

𝐬𝐲𝐩𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐬. FUTURESPOUSEPAC . . . a message from them.

𝐚𝐢𝐝. if the images above are too hard to differentiate between your intuition, use ‘pile 1, 2, 3, or 4’ for the choice selection instead. this reading has four piles. pic not included.

𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫. 18+ content—no minors. please remember, this post is just for shits and giggles. use the best of your discernment, pinch that grain of salt. and although i write under the impression that majority of this content’s viewers are women, i do read for feminine and masculine energies. if needed to, please flip the roles as reversed for an accurate message. hope this reading is useful, but not for plagiarism bitch. enjoy.❦

𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞

🃏 movement retrograde. sweetness retrograde. faith. rest.

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞

✞—. “i want it whenever i can get it. idc who’s around, i don’t give two shits about who’s looking. you’re the only person i ever want to have and knowing that i can have it? whenever we want? broad day, pitch black at night, at a park, at a concert, in the car it doesn’t matter and it never will. im going to shove my dick so far into you it’s going to come out of your mouth, that’s how carnal i am for you. my soul burns for you, im running off of petroleum gas at this very moment. you’re a diamond in the fucking rough. i mean, the faces you make when you cum are just . . . im so pleased, so blessed to have you as mine. to call you my lover, my one and only—not many have the pleasure of doing so, but i do.”

✞—. “i’d run ass naked up and down the street just to proclaim my feelings for you. you’re divine, you’re special, you make my crotch tight and my cheeks warm. i’d fuck you for hours upon hours, just to hear your moans. the same moans that remind me of the melody to a favorite song, the one i’ll keep on repeat because i never want them to end. keep your eyes open during sex, i want you to watch me have my way with you. to see the things i do to your body, the same things that make your insides twitch. moving back and forth, up and down, all around and through nirvana just to end it all in rehab. you’ll never want me to go, and i never will. i’ll even stay inside for a few minutes after, because i don’t want to leave us either.”

✞—. “i love you, but above that i lust eternally for you. love is nothing for us, but only because it was always a given—i’ll never stop loving you. it’s just during sex, the way i want to give all of my strength and trust into it, that’s something vulnerable for me. something different and new. but i’m willing to share that, without complaint too, because you’re mine. one person made special just for me, it’s natural that i show my appreciation. i want you to feel the way i feel for you, but through my actions more than my words. understand our connection with each act of pleasure i bring upon you, so on and so forth.”

✞—. “i’m always available to make love, to fuck—to tangle the sheets and wring out the perspiration from our bodies. making you cum constantly—endlessly, without losing stamina and without the thought of it having to end. scream for me, cry for me, moan for me—most of all, cum for me. do all those things and more doll, and promise to never stop.”

end.❤️‍🔥

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𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨

🃏 passion retrograde. creativity. abundance. confidence.

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞

✞—. “give me that pussy. that sweet, tight, warm cunt. i want it all over me—my face, my thigh, hell even my stomach, i don’t mind my love. i’ll be gentle, whether that’s taking it nice and slow or hard and fast—whatever pace you need. don’t ever be afraid to tell me what you desire, or better yet, take control of me because it’s yours. my cock has your name printed on it in red ink, signed by yours truly.”

✞—. “the sight when you’re naked, the swell of your breasts down to the curve of your thighs, it makes my heart clench. even the tips of your feet get me going. never stop riding me, lock your legs around my waist and bounce on me all damn day. cum in my mouth, cum on my clothes, cum on my fucking face—i’ll eat it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. you’re gorgeous, but even more so outside of the sex. i don’t care what people say, i don’t give a damn about what they think either. it’s you that i want and i want you right here, right fucking now.”

✞—. “strip for me, baby. pull off your shirt as i watch with my thick cock in hand. unclasp your bra, slide the straps from your shoulders, let it tumble to the floor. i’ll gasp at the gentle bounce of your breast, in awe at their beauty, before attacking them with my mouth. you’re my inspiration, the blueprint of the world’s desires. made for us—we all want a part of your essence to bring home for bragging rights. want to see your body shine under the spotlight, showcasing as aphrodite’s favorite, nothing but glitter and gold. on display as heaven’s angel. stand just like that so you’ll never fall.”

✞—. “show the others what they’ll never touch, the parts of you that they’ll only be able to dream of. the same parts that i’ve been trusted enough to feel, to love and appreciate. yes . . . like that baby, don’t stop. show me how much of a blessing it is to have the emulation of a goddess at arms length. how much of an honor it is, keeping the place that’d be gone and up for grabs if you decided to cut me loose. i won’t fuck this up, at least not again. i know what i have, and i’ll always need it in order to survive. you.”

end.❤️‍🔥

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𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

🃏 happiness. intuition. magic retrograde. illumination retrograde.

[tw — somnophilia] this is a channeled scenario from your person but if this theme isn’t comfortable for reading i suggest choosing another pile!

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞

✞—. “i watch you sleep, you know. it’s hard not to, hearing the soft breaths escape your lips as the shadow of peace drapes upon your face. bathed in the comfort of being home, you’re content at last. sleeping, embracing the idea that nothing could interrupt the state of winding down. nothing at all—except me. fingers tracing along the hem of your underwear, dancing across the design pattern, before pulling the band of them and letting it pop against your skin. it’s kinda funny—more adorable if anything, the flutter of your lashes at the slight sting below your abdomen.”

✞—. “i do this all the time, or at least when it’s essential. when we’re both aware of how much you need it, i’ll tease away the sleepiness until it’s desolate and gone. you’d never guess it was real, the heat from an open mouth as it warms the center of your panties. that same mouth, dampening the fabric before placing sloppy kisses along the seams. you’ll whimper, tossing and rubbing as you’re mindlessly wondering what the hell kind of dream is this? why does it feel extra real, and why are your hands thrashing to grip at the pillows?”

✞—. “mmm, mmhm,” will fall from the lush of your lips, disrupting the quiet of the night with natural reaction. you’re spurring me on, you little minx. encouraging me to keep going, urging me to fuck with your innocence some more. to turn vulnerability into utter rapture. and i will baby, of course i will. you’ll be conscious at this point, blinking more than twice for obvious reasons, seconds before your face turns into disbelief and tempted half lids. feels good, doesn’t it? i know it does, you don’t even need to utter a word—that moan’ll suffice.”

✞—. “teasing becomes eating, eating until we’re impatient for the rest, until you’re frustrated from not being stuffed full with the other parts. oh yeah, baby—you’re definitely awake now. up and at ‘em, waiting for me to finish what’s began, waiting for me to send your precious body to sleep once more.”

end.❤️‍🔥

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𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫

🃏 caution retrograde. trust. isolation retrograde. mystery.

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞

✞—. “our kisses, the taste itself, intoxicate the sobriety of my mind. your mouth, placing the sweetest of sins against mine. i’m left to fend for myself, to stand on trembling legs, stumbling around the reality that is us—proceeding with caution. those lips, diluted in gloss or whatever else that has them shining brighter than a star. drenched in angel dust, sprinkled from the fingers of God himself, urging me to come and get blessed. and blessed i be, for i never want these moments to end.”

✞—. “i can’t stop thinking about those sounds, those kitten mewls that send my brain cells into overdrive. can’t forget the trail of poised hands rubbing and wrapping around my neck to pull me closer. you’re incredible. the sweetest thing since candied apples, just as you’re hell on earth. damn you, damn this feeling. damn the air thickening around us, damn the temperature rising in time with our heartbeats. i feel my chest concave when you go, the same way i feel it inflate when you walk into the room. engulf me with your presence, take me and never let me go—don’t let the others take me from you.”

✞—. “i want to be attached to your hips just as my hands are, how they know where home is when they grab at your waist and pull you in. pushing you against my abdomen to give your own hands some room, to let them run over the hem of my zipper before pulling away. i’d offer to finish the job for you, to fling my shirt and pants to the floor, but that’d ruin the fun wouldn’t it? the fun behind the tease, the persona of being daddy’s girl—spoiled and bratty, naughty not nice.”

✞—. “hard as hell to tame, but that’s the excitement itself. eyes going slender and sultry, bottom lip being bitten, hair tossed to glance over one shoulder—i feel ill, hot flashes and stomach turns, because you’re my kryptonite. tbh, you take all my breath away and funnily enough, i don’t want it back. it’s an eye for an eye, swapping out my oxygen for your full devotion. as long as i’m with you, i’ll never need to breathe again. to have and to hold forever.”

end.❤️‍🔥

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[wheels-of-despair]

@oneforthemunny's Summertime Writing Game The Title: Bad Apples The Eddie: Janitor!Eddie (and a lot of Oliver) The Prompt: 🃏 Wild Card The Summary, Since I Went Off-Script: Someone called your sweet little Oliver a "bad apple" so now you're gonna have to make a point. A sweet, delicious point. The Words: 2k Author's Note: Oliver's pretty quiet in this. It's his first summer with Teach and Janitor!Eddie, he's still getting used to them.

"Are our apples bad?"

You looked to Oliver and then to the bowl of fruit on the counter in confusion. You'd only just walked in; could he smell a rotten apple already? Has pollen season officially claimed your nose as a victim? You step closer and pick up an apple to inspect it.

"I mean, they might be a few days past their prime, but I don't think they're bad. Why do you ask?"

He shrugs. "I'm gonna go read," he mumbles and goes to his room, closing the door quietly. You pick up another apple and give it a sniff. Nothing. You turn over each apple in the bowl, looking for any sign of rot. Not even a bruise. What the heck?

And then the phone rings, and the art teacher ranting about the incompetent music teacher who better not come back next year makes you forget about the apple problem.

She keeps you occupied for the next hour with a conversation that couldn't be had on school grounds - even a nearly childless one, since you were just there today cleaning out your classrooms - and then you start fixing dinner. Oliver usually wanders in when he starts smelling food, but today, he stays put. A little odd, but maybe he's just tired. He'd spent most of the afternoon on the playground with other newly-freed kids who either belonged to fellow teachers, or been so conditioned to school that they'd gravitated toward it even now that summer had officially started. You decide not to bother him; he knows he can hang out with you whenever he feels like it.

When Eddie comes home, he greets you with a kiss and asks what's for dinner. You inform him of tonight's menu - one of his favorites, to celebrate the end of the school year - and his face lights up.

"Where's the little guy?" he asks, leaning back on the counter and crossing his arms, looking gorgeous doing it.

"In his room. He's quiet today."

"Any idea why?"

You shrug. "Go check, maybe you'll have better luck."

"Kay," he pushes off the counter, give you another peck, and goes to check on Oliver.

You hear a knock and then muffled voices. Can't escape the boys' club, even in your own house, you think as you clear the table.

You call when dinner is ready, and the boys enter the kitchen together. You notice that Oliver has changed his clothes at some point, but don't question it. He's a big boy, he can decide what he wears and when.

Oliver is still quiet during dinner. He'll speak when he's spoken to, but doesn't volunteer any information about his day or chime in like he usually does. You're growing more curious by the minute, but you don't get any answers until Oliver is safely tucked in.

"Alright, spill," you order, the second your bedroom door closes.

"Spill what?" Eddie asks.

"What's up with Oliver?"

Eddie heaves a sigh and comes to sit next to you on the bed.

"Somebody called him a bad apple."

"What." Not a question. You're seething already.

"Some kid on the playground asked another one if he smelled something funny, they went back and forth like a bad comedy routine, punchline was that there must be a bad apple around."

"Who was it?"

"He didn't say."

"Well those little brats better hope I don't find out." Eddie gives you an affectionate smile for your over-protectiveness.

"He's alright. He thought they meant he smelled bad."

You roll your eyes so intensely, your whole body flops back on the bed in frustration. Eddie joins you, less dramatically.

"I explained it to him… but I wish I didn't have to."

"What is wrong with these damn kids, Eddie?"

"They're being raised by the people who did the same shit to me."

You reach for his hand, fumbling for a moment before he realizes what you're doing and helps you out.

You stare at the ceiling and sigh together, breathing out all of today's frustrations.

"What are we going to do?" you ask, helplessly.

"Keep taking care of him. Hope he values our opinions more than theirs."

You turn your head toward him, and he turns his toward you. It's a comfort, knowing that Eddie understands exactly what Oliver's going through and how to take care of it, but it's also infuriating that this cycle never ends. Kids are doing the same shit now that their parents did twenty years ago, and probably their parents before them. What's the point of even trying to teach them better?

You eventually get up, dress for bed, and turn in for the night.

It's not until the next morning that you have a brainstorm.

Oliver wanders into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes, when he smells the bacon and eggs. He smiles when you tell him good morning. That's a good sign, at least. You fix plates, Eddie pours drinks, and you have a nice breakfast together.

"What are you two gonna get into this morning?" Eddie asks.

"I thought we might drop by the grocery store, pick up some summer necessities and a few things for Steve's tomorrow."

Eddie's mission today is to help Steve assemble a pool. Not the fancy, heated, in-ground kind his parents had; but a modest above-ground pool just for the summer. It would probably take the rest of the night to fill; Team Munson had been invited to a soft open tomorrow, just a quiet get-together for the boys to pat themselves on the back for following instructions and sticking a hose in the four-foot pool.

After breakfast is eaten and the dishes are in the sink, Eddie takes off and Oliver goes to get dressed for today's shopping trip.

Oliver is a great shopping companion; he's great at pointing out sales you may have missed, and never tries to deviate from the list. (Eddie's a bit of an impulse shopper. Oliver is the list when he accompanies Eddie on an emergency grocery run.)

In the store, you grab a few staples that need replenishing, and then head for the produce section. You visit the discount rack, and find exactly what you're looking for. Thank you, Bradley's Big Buy. You lift a sack of apples with a fast-approaching sell-by date, and spin them around for a quick inspection.

"Aren't they bad?" Oliver whispers.

"They look fine to me," you answer, placing them in your cart. They're a little bruised, and probably mealy, but there's no obvious rot. You grab a few decent-looking lemons off the discount rack too.

You check out, carry your bags to the car, and talk about what you're gonna do this summer all the way home. When you get there, you hand Oliver one light bag and the keys, and he rushes ahead to open the door for you with your armful of groceries.

"Thank you, my good man," you say affectionately as you pass, heading straight for the counter and depositing your bags. Oliver closes the door and follows with his own, sliding it onto the counter. You pull out your bag of apples, and he side-eyes them.

"I thought we might have a pie tonight, what do you think?"

He shrugs.

"You want to wash these for me?" you ask hopefully. He shrugs again, and you smile at him. You open the bag of apples and take them to the sink, and Oliver follows. You turn the water on and demonstrate how to rinse them and then put them in the dish drainer, and Oliver pulls up his little step-stool picks it up in no time.

Oliver washes, and you begin peeling the clean apples by his side, dropping the peelings and the slices into two different bowls.

"You know, when I first met Eddie, he used to bring me an apple every day."

"He did?"

"Yup. Mr. Harrington told him that the saying is 'an apple a day keeps the doctor away', but he kept bringing them for the teacher anyway. I thought it was cute."

Oliver smiles and finishes washing the last apple, reaching forward to turn the sink off.

"You wanna help make the pies, or go play?"

"I'll help," he responds.

"I was hoping you'd say that," you wink. "Fetch me two of the glass pie plates from the bottom cabinet?"

Oliver hops off his stool and starts digging, emerging with a clink of glass and a triumphant "Aha!"

By the time he returns to your side with the pie plates, the apples are peeled and sliced and you're ready to unroll the pie crusts that have been sitting on the counter since you got home. You wipe off the glass with a dish towel and place them on the counter side by side.

"Some people think this is cheating," you explain, fitting the crust into the plate, "but I think it's one of the greatest modern inventions. You know in the old days, people spent hours measuring and mixing and blending and rolling just to make a mediocre pie crust? These taste great, they save us time, and thanks to someone's sharp eyes, we even saved $1!"

Oliver grins and watches you add sugar and spices to the bowl of apple slices. After everything is mixed and coated, with Oliver's help of course, you offer him a piece. He shakes his head, so you shrug and pop it in your own mouth. You'd been a little worried, but the apple tastes fine, and honestly… you could load just about anything with sugar and your boys would love it.

After the pies are assembled and in the oven, you and Oliver turn your discounted lemons into a pitcher of lemonade to take to Steve's. After a few taste tests and minor adjustments, you and your assistant determine that it's perfect, and you put it in the fridge to chill.

You play cards at the kitchen table until the oven timer dings. And then you pull out two gorgeous pies and set them on the counter to cool. Oliver inhales deeply from his place at the table, and you try to conceal a grin. You play another few hands while you wait for them to stop steaming, then decide to go for it.

"What do you think, should we sample it before Eddie gets home? Make sure it's okay?"

Oliver taps his chin as if he's thinking, and then grins.

"That's what I thought," you laugh, getting up to cut two test slices. You bring them back to the table, wondering when Oliver is going to bring up bad apples again. The intoxicating smell seems to have banished the thought from his mind, because he reaches for his fork and takes a bite as soon as you set the saucer down.

"Is it good?" you ask, before cutting into your own slice. Oliver nods enthusiastically as he chews.

"Still think the apples are bad?" His face falls, and he looks at the pie warily, remembering that it was made with subpar produce.

"You know, I think apples are a lot like people," you say gently, taking a bite and chewing thoughtfully. "Sometimes the ones that look pretty and shiny on the outside are rotten inside. And sometimes the ones that look a little different are the sweetest. Even the ones that are imperfect, or bruised, or have been banished to the discount rack at Bradley's Big Buy can surprise you... they just need a little love. And a lot of sugar." You go in for a second bite. "Oh yeah, nothin' wrong with these. Perfection. What do you think?"

Oliver stares at you for a moment, letting the speech you've been planning all morning sink in, and then a smile grows on his face. He nods and goes in for another bite. This kid is amazing.

About halfway through your pie, you hear a car door slam. A moment later, Eddie steps inside and inhales dramatically. "Is this Heaven? Is that where I am? Is that what this smell is?"

Oliver laughs and says, "we made pies!"

"You made pies?"

"Yup!" Oliver chirps.

"Apple pies?"

"Yup!" Oliver repeats.

"Multiple apple pies?"

"Yup!" you confirm, getting up to cut him a slice. "One for us, one to take to Steve's tomorrow."

"Yup. Heaven. This is Heaven."

"Come on, angel, have a slice," you place his pie on the table, and he looks at it with hunger… and then pulls you in for a kiss.

There's nothing bad about these apples.

[stareulogy]

❝ if you could choose to be anything after death, what would you be? ❞　 star eulogy is a hyper-extended version of headspace, made real upon sunny’s death in the bad ending.

content warning: this blog contains heavy spoilers for omori, suicide, cannibalism and general dark themes.

pinned post updated as of: august 17, 2024

this blog follows a porcelain doll that holds sunny’s consciousness, as he finds any way to pass the time. cursed with immortality, he’s been alive for centuries.

sealed at the bottom of the universe, sunny’s made highly questionable decisions in his past, leading to his imprisonment, and his failure to acknowledge the truth. as he learnt that fateful day, you can’t hide from the truth, even in a different life.

sunny’s open for asks. keep him entertained?

this au has been in development for over a year. from a discord server, to multiple threads, to art between a few people. i finally decided to make a blog for the au, after months of writing.

currently available:

sunny, the porcelain doll (tag)

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no nsfw asks, anon gifts are allowed, interactions with other blogs are highly appreciated and encouraged.

you are absolutely welcome to make fun games using anon magic, as long as you label yourself (if on anon). this is runs on an honour system, do not impersonate each other, do not cause drama via. my inbox.

reminder that the character ≠ the writer, sunny has a disorder that effects his behaviour and how he interacts with other people. sunny is not an accurate representative of the cluster-b disorder he has - it’s dramatized after centuries. of being in blackspace.

this au is closed, and is not allowing other characters to join in. (for example, you cannot make a star eulogy aubrey account and interact with people.)

feel free to ask as other characters if you don’t have a blog to do it, just add:

- (emoji) (character name)

and i’ll tag it. feel free to get crafty! i encourage alternates/variants of a character coming to ask, sunny here is aware of the different universes.

(same works for consistent anons. if you want sunny to remember you, then add an sign off in the same style.)

now, if you’re struggling with asking questions, you now have a silly little prompt list! it’s fun, speedy interactions you can get with sunny!

NOT LORE RELATED

# princess arc (ongoing?)

# royal ball event (finished)

# tea party event (finished)

LORE RELATED ARCS

... huh. i didn’t do any yet.

sometimes i might not tag things properly! please remind me to add a tag if i forget.

LORE POSTS

alternates, variants, sunny’s thoughts

sunny’s feelings on hero

would sunny date each variant? (with honest opinions and his thoughts)

jobs that sunny had in the past

sunny’s favourite universe so far

flowerwaltz in star eulogy

bounty hunting

florians (species)

blackspace

here, everything should be tagged properly.

characters have their own basic tags, i only drop ooc text into the tags, after these symbols: //

i’ll tag your blog name under each interaction.

for organization’s sake, i’ll only link the anons here.

special anons

# 🌟 anon

# 👑 anon

# 🔮 anon

# 💠 anon

# 🃏 anon

(tumblr ate the tags, sorry. those are the current roster of anons, listed from early to recent.)

honestly. i didn’t want to make a section for this. i kinda wanted to stay mysterious and cool.

hi! i’m the star eulogy mod, he/meow pronouns, i go by sunny, but you can just call me sunshine here, for the sake of differentiation between character and writer.

i mind my own business, so i don’t really see a lot of things that other blogs do. i’m very private.

if you ping the blog in your promo post, i’ll reblog it. i reblog new blogs’ pinned posts, whenever i can.

my timezone is est. but i sleep when i want to.

all of the art you see coming from me belongs to me, aside from the usage of official art, by omocat.

here’s one of my favourite art posts.

fun fact: the original universe that star eulogy originates from, was on the universally loved route. it was set up for sunflower, hence how sunny distances himself from most basil alternates.

i personally don’t ship sunny (in general) with anybody. but i’m willing to write it for the lore, if sunny (star eulogy) can keep a relationship for longer than a day.

he’s on the spectrum. (aromantic, asexual, autistic) so romance might not look the same to you, as it does to him. he’s my silly little princess.

[merpiko]

tva tumblr dashboard simulator (limbo of after s1 but before the big events of s2)

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Can L1130 stop throwing infinity stones at me while I review his mission report

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I told him I was gonna snitch to Mobius and he stopped

#X-5 was right #he literally deflated the moment I told him how much power does Mobius hold over this guy

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just learned theres a department called repairs & advancements and its run by just one guy?? so thats how my tempad gets fixed

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hello! (-‿◦☀)

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wait. ouroboros? did you write the tva official handbook

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yes :D

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OH MY GOD I'M A HUGE FAN CAN YOU SIGN MINE

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sure! just come down to r&a ^_^

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do you ever think about your l̵̝̦̝̻̹̹̿̌̔̓͒̎̃̇͠ͅi̷̙̿̋̃̕f̸̬̘̙̀ͅe̷̦͍͎̮̎̔͑̐̀̿̾̓̎̋ ̵̢̭̺̹̈ó̵̘̫̣̹͖̜̞̫͍͘ǹ̴̠̩̼̩͔̈́̇̀͒̈́̓̽͝ ̶̛͇̒̅͋͛̉̓̄t̶̡̼͎̟̀͌̿͒̕h̴̛͓̣͍̓̊̈́̈́͑e̶̟̩͑̈ ̸̫̱̥̉̅̓̓̚t̷̗̲̲̞̺̞̣͍̮̐̾͊̀̎̚̚i̷̻͑̉̐̊̆̾̽̽̃̚ḿ̷͉̻̩̝̗̉ḛ̴̡̘̣̖͖̮́l̴̡̞͓̪̹̦͚̟̑̂̉̅̏̍͐í̵̘̪́̽̿̿̈́ͅn̴̯̬̫̭̮͉̝͐̒̂̒̽͆͜͝ȩ̶̤͈̪͓̠̝̮̳̔͘

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DEACTIVATED?? THIS WAS POSTED 5 SECONDS AGO

#fishy #i thought it wasn't possible for weird fonts besides the tva standard ones #it is now! #MISS MINUTES???

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did i just see renslayer open the sims 4 on her tempad

#so much for the rule of not jailbreaking them

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blonde woman stepped through a time door and is currently making me type this as she holds a dagger to my throat, so does anyone know where mobius and the variant are

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probably making out

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They're in the auto-mat.

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thanks you guys suck -syl

📞 notastandout Follow

@alligatorwithacrown-inmourning i was across from op and her, she looked hella pissed when she saw your rb

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they would make a good couple tho

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Our job is to manage the timeline, not speculate on relationships.

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do you think her and the variant were exes

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do you ever shut up

#annoying cubicle neighbors

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📞 notastandout Follow

GO BACK TO WORK

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im pretty sure that the blonde woman was the variant's ex

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I'm going to gut you like a fish!

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WHAT WAS THAT FOR

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The variant taught me that one! And go back to work, Emilia is going to start lashing out on me if you keep posting :)

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damn right casey

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can someone prune the variant (aka loki (of many), aka L1130, aka mobius's pet) hes going to destroy the tva if he keeps teaching casey these things

#i miss when fish didnt exist yet

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Hi y'all, this post has received a warning and will be deleted soon! Please carry on.

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do you think anyone has ever gotten freaky with this

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op what the hell is wrong with you

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i sit at a desk for eons

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miss minutes please do your job and delete this post

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Why is there a poll discussing my relationship with the variant?

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@alligatorwithacrown-inmourning

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FUCK

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keep up the great work people

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He took my TemPad, sorry.

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loki we need to talk the next time you come over

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wait weren't you the girl that almost killed my coworker

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i can come over now is it an emergency

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not for me but for you

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im not coming over

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SHE ALMOST KILLED ME

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;)

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[thatmossywitch]

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PILE ONE

Desert Rose 🧡

Butterfly Spirit ⭒ Transformation

Knights of Bow ⭒ Fox ⭒ Reversed

The past is behind you, you cannot take it with you.

Old ways and paths are falling away now. Make sure you don't cling to falling pieces, lest they trap you with a stagnant cycle of never getting any further than you are now. You're on the verge of a brand new perspective and the past cannot continue this journey with you anymore. Don't let the fear of leaving your comfort zone, however far you'll have to go outside of it, keep you from making progress. So some things haven't exactly panned out how you thought or would have liked. That isn't a sign to give up, that's just life. Sometimes you have hiccups or bumps in the road, don't let those stop you from breathing or continuing down the road. Don't just trust the process, allow it.

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PILE TWO

Rhodochrosite Tower 💗

Earth Spirit ⭒ Stability

King of Stones ⭒ Wolf ⭒ Upright

Take an assessment of who and where you are now.

It's a good time for preparation and going deeper if needed to make sure you're feeling secure in your path. If you're honest with yourself, and you should be, you're not as grounded as you know you need to be. To take solid steps, you need to make sure you're walking on solid ground. Ask yourself, where do you need to provide support? Is life offering you something you could give back to others with? Make plans for your future but be very sure you take no action until you feel confident and steady to proceed again. Create the stability you need, if necessary. Don't forget to appreciate what you already have in the process of trying to achieve new goals.

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PILE THREE

Citrine Point 💛

Pine Spirit ⭒ Purification

Ace of Arrows ⭒ The Breath of Life ⭒ Upright

Clean out the clutter from all aspects of your life.

Spring cleaning isn't just for your house, your soul needs it too every now and then. Go through what you're holding onto and ask yourself if it's doing you any good to hang onto it any longer. Maybe something needs to be let go of or something you're ready to move on from. If it's not supporting, empowering or encouraging you, then this is your sign to let it go. You'll feel a lot better, even lighter, once you release what's been weighing you down or holding you back from making progress towards your goals. Clarity of purpose is key to progress, without it you're likely to go in circles with no real sense of direction.

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[alyjojo]

Love Reading 🎧 - May 2024 - Leo

Singles:

Who is Coming In: 5 Pentacles rev, The Lovers, The Devil

Regarding: Page of Swords rev

Long-Term Potential: The Hermit

Ick. I just got an ick reading with Gemini and yours is no different, you could have that in your own chart - for some, it’s the strongest energy here as well. If not the sign, then it’s just showing the dual nature of two faces, this person is two-faced af. With the messages, they show up as marriage material, and the surprise is…not a good one. Their real character, over time. Page of Swords rev with The Devil, this is a hardcore stalker, someone obsessive and kinda crazy 🤪 It’s showing up as they’re older than you, but they don’t act it. In fact, they act incredibly immature, childish, they aren’t afraid to strike below the belt and you never know what’s coming with them. It’s great until the rug is pulled out from under your feet and you’re left shocked, like whaaaat are you ON? Page of Swords rev can also show an imposter. They know they have a nice public face, and then the other one. They could be a drinker 🍷 or you are, or that could be part of the problem.

It’s possible they’re a cheater, maybe they’ve been cheated on, they’re definitely a liar so it’s hard telling what’s real and what’s not. They have serious abandonment and codependency issues that don’t just sit on the surface yanno, along with other possible addictions and bs you just don’t need. Long term potential is The Hermit, you don’t talk to them, it’s possible they do or say something immature & childish towards you and you just don’t respond at all. That’s probably the best possible decision, good for you 👏

Messages:

- Marriage Material 💍

- I will surprise you 😯

- Older man/woman rev

BACK STABBING 🔪

- Heartbreak & Pain

- Separation & Loss

- Deception & Lies

- Shocking Attack

Signs you may be dealing with:

Gemini, Taurus, Virgo & Capricorn

Couples:

Them: 3 Swords, King of Wands, 5 Cups

Regarding: Page of Wands

I don’t know what this person did, or probably said, but they are kicking themselves over it, because it hurt you - and in turn you’re over here living your best life while they’re so freakin’ sorry, and missing you, that they are getting the “keep calm and fucking breathe” card 😆 Or, if this is switched, there could’ve been some 3rd party flirting going on and they’re absolutely devastated. You have crushed their soul, this person has soooo many feelings it might make them seem kinda crazy, we’ve all been there on some level. Honeymoon Phase shows up as like…this is how they’re thinking of you, and whatever you two had, it’s paradise. If they fkd up - they know it 💯 If you did, they’re very upset, heartbroken, ruminating, and could be telling you all about it with this Page of Wands. You’re not with them, your choice or theirs, and they’re, like…panicking. Crushed that you’re starting over, or have already.

Messages:

- Lighter skin tone

- I’m a FOOL 🃏 for you

PARADISE 🏝️

- Happiness & Joy

- Playfulness

- Enjoying Each Other

- Honeymoon Phase

Keep calm and fucking breathe.

You: 2 Cups, 6 Swords, 3 Cups

Regarding: The Magician

You are *the* definition of unbothered. Just period. Your messages show you’re low-key still obsessed with this person too, there are definitely feelings between you. You love them, they are the one you’re in love with. Buuuut you’re not opposed to dating around and seeing what’s out there, which is what this person is crushed by, 3 Cups. Queen of Pentacles describes who you’re dating, Queen of Cups with The Hermit shows this person, heavy Cancer here. It could just be a friend too, there might be a message with Page of Wands…something this other person had said, they acted flirty or something, they’re using their Queen of Cups intuition-feelers to sus out this person because they know they’re full of shit. Could be that. Or switch the Queens. If you are together, someone is sus in the friend group and your person is not having it. You seem fine with that, again you’re unbothered, they’re the ones feeling a way. INTENSELY 💯 This person would see this as protecting their peace - if you’re moving away from some flirty coworker or something that dubbed themselves “your work spouse” on a Friday, and your partner went “I think the fuck not” 😆. And you’re no longer friends on Monday.

That’s the visual I was given.

Messages:

- I fantasize about you daily.

- I see you EVERYWHERE!

ASCENDING 🎈

- Learning & Expansion

- Transcending

- Preparing for Union

- New Phase

I’m in an offline state of mind.

Mutual: Page of Cups, Ace of Cups, The Moon

Regarding: 9 Swords

There is genuine love between you, and while you’re not gonna let some flirty whoever come in-between that, ohhh this person will. I don’t see you bothered by that either, there’s no conflict, no deviousness, no secrets - flirty person becomes a problem and flirty person disappears from the group chat, easy & done. You choose this person every time. If you’ve been dating someone else, it’s not quite as simple. You’re both worried about this new thing and how it might affect the old thing - if you were to try to reconnect. I’m seeing it be casual, not serious, but your person may be FLIPPING OUT like it is…because they’re serious, you should be serious (their opinion), and if you’re not, it’s news to them.

You don’t know if they can chill out and start over with you; they don’t know if you can or will fully commit to them; and neither of you know if it’s even possible to cooperate with the other one because of all of the stress on the table. Is new love possible here? Is Ace of Cups possible? I mean…you both already have the 2, so it’s not the love that’s in question, it’s more like, will you both take accountability, do some shadow work, and fully commit to doing this right? Ace of Pentacles & The Hierophant is serious 💯 and it’s like it’s that or there’s no point trying. But *can* it work, absolutely.

SELF-INDULGENCE 🕯️

- Self-Worth & Value

- Time to Heal

- Shadow Work

- Self-Appreciation

Signs you may be dealing with:

Cancer, Aquarius, Gemini, Pisces & Capricorn

[apollotarot]

New Moon in Leo 2023 Tarot Spread 🌚 🦁

As we approach the Leo New Moon on August 16th, 2023, at 5:38 a.m. Eastern Time, the cosmic energies are gearing up for powerful transformations! 🌙✨

To help you navigate these celestial energies and make the most of this opportunity, we’ve drawn inspiration from the brilliant astrological insights¹ of Molly McCord. Her wisdom and guidance, found in her enlightening video [https://youtu.be/mbCpyzdaqks], have influenced the creation of a unique Tarot spread tailor-made for this Leo New Moon.

Embrace the Dynamic Energies of the Leo New Moon — Cosmic Transformations Await!

This Leo New Moon occurs at 23 degrees of Leo, ushering in a period of creativity and self-expression. It’s the perfect time to manifest your desires and bring your inspirations to life. 🦁🎨

The Sun and Moon are conjunct at this new moon, as always during a new moon phase. This convergence of energies signifies new beginnings and fresh starts. So, if you’ve been pondering a project or a dream, this could be the moment to take action and give it life! 🔆🌱

However, there’s a twist in the tale. Venus, also in Leo, is retrograde and behind the Sun. This positioning implies that there are aspects of our desires and intentions that we are keeping private. 🌒🤐

Venus, in this position, suggests that we may need more time to incubate and nurture our creative ideas before fully sharing them with the world.

But fear not; cosmic alignments have a way of balancing things out. Venus is trining healing Uranus in Aries, providing the support needed to strengthen and trust our inner guidance. So even though you might feel like keeping certain things under wraps, know that they are still in motion, and healing is happening behind the scenes. 🌠💖

Be prepared for some excitement and surprises as Uranus squares the Sun and Moon at 23 degrees of Taurus. This energy can be a game-changer, causing disruptions or breakthroughs. Don’t be afraid to let go of fixed ideas and stay open to new possibilities. 🌌💫

Thankfully, Mars in Virgo will be a guiding force, helping us manage the chaos and organize our thoughts and actions. With a clear plan, we can tackle the unexpected with grace and adaptability. 🌪��📝

The Leo New Moon is a cosmic invitation to embrace your inner child, allowing yourself to play, create, and explore without being too attached to outcomes. Let the universe guide you through this transformational journey, and trust that it will unfold in the perfect way and at the perfect time. 🎉🌈

This new moon will profoundly impact you if you have planets or points around 23 degrees of the fixed signs (Leo, Scorpio, Aquarius, Taurus). Be open to receiving insights and inspirations that set the stage for transformative changes throughout the coming year. 🌟🌀

So, Apollo Tarot Tribe, let’s harness the vibrant energies of the Leo New Moon and take that leap of faith into our creative endeavors! 🔮🌟 Remember, the universe can bring in the unexpected, but we have the power to embrace it and turn it into magic! 🌌✨

Keep reading to explore a specially designed Tarot spread to help you navigate this cosmic adventure!

🃏🔮 Share your readings and experiences in the Apollo Tarot Facebook Group, and let’s support each other on this transformative journey! 🌠💖

New Moon in Leo 2023 Tarot Spread

Let’s journey together and discover the transformative power of the Leo New Moon in this specially crafted Tarot spread. 🌌🌙✨ Are you excited to delve into the realm of intuition and self-discovery? Then let’s embark on this cosmic adventure and ignite the spark of inspiration within! 🔮🌟

The Radiant Leo New Moon Tarot Spread

The Limelight of My Soul 🌟 — What area of my life is ready to enter the spotlight? This card will reveal the aspect of your life calling for creative expression and manifestation during this Leo New Moon.

Embracing Creative Fire 🔥 — How can I embrace my inner creative fire and unleash my unique gifts and talents? This card will guide you in connecting with your inner strength and tapping into your creative potential.

Hidden Desires and Intentions 🌒 — What desires and intentions am I keeping private and nurturing within? This card will provide insights into the creative ideas that need more time and incubation before sharing them with the world.

Healing and Strengthening 💖 — How can I trust my inner guidance and find healing support for my creative journey? This card will reveal the energies guiding you and strengthening your path during this transformative phase.

Embracing the Unexpected 🌌 — How can I stay open to unexpected breakthroughs and opportunities? This card will show you how to let go of fixed ideas and embrace the surprises the universe has in store.

Guidance from Mars in Virgo 🌪️ — How can I use the practical and organized energy of Mars in Virgo to manage the chaos and take inspired action? This card will guide how to stay focused and adaptable as you navigate the cosmic adventure of the Leo New Moon.

As you lay the Tarot cards, let the radiant energies of the Leo New Moon infuse each draw with its transformative magic. Trust the cards to reveal the wisdom and guidance you need to align with the potent energies of this celestial event. Embrace your inner fire, shine bright, and let the cosmos guide you during this magical phase.

🌙🃏✨ Share your readings and insights with the Apollo Tarot Tribe Facebook Group and bask in the collective wisdom as we journey together through the celestial realm of the Tarot! 🌌🌠💖

1. McCord, Molly. “Leo New Moon — Dynamic Changes & Volatility Lead To A New Plan of Action.” YouTube, uploaded by Molly McCord, August 4th, 2023, https://youtu.be/mbCpyzdaqks.

[chloeworships]

Quick Updates

Hi babes...

#1. I was shown a racist. I am not sure of the identity of the person but my God is he going to get in some trouble. UPDATE: HE HAS A SOCIAL MEDIA PLATFORM.

#2. I was shown "C h r i s t m a s" - again something good is going to be happening during the holiday season 🎄

#3. I saw the last name "JAMES" on the back of a jersey. It was curved. I found out that Lebron's son Bronny James was selected to play with him on the Lakers. Congratulations!!!

#4. I was shown the word "f a i t h" on a green background. God wants us to continue to have faith regarding our health and finances 💲

#5. I was also shown "VICTORY"... I love that the LORD keeps showing us this word. Don't forget it. He's confirming to you what he has already said. When you are a child of God, the victory has already been won. Everything including the twists and turns are meant to lead us to God's glory. Align with his will and your faith will increase.

#6. I saw the number "7" in red. It was HUGEEEEEE and it came towards me in a special font. Again not sure what that means. Seven is one of the LORD’s favourite numbers. Could something be happening in 7 days, 7 weeks, 7 months or July. The number looked like a 7 on playing cards 🃏

#7. Someone's husband was delivered from homosexuality. This is your confirmation.

#8. I saw a being who appeared as a Black man...he looked as though he was from Ethiopia or Somalia. He has shown himself to me three times. Twice he has appeared (in my dreams) with a sign in his hand that has the name "MARC" written on it. Marc with a C. I could not recall what he was trying to tell me but whoever Marc is, he will find out.

#9. I had a dream where I was shown font's in a different language. They looked like the font below. I have no idea what this means. This looked like a CODE.

#10. I had a dream where I saw a Transformer behind smoke or dust. It reminded me of the a scene in Transformers. I am will try to find a clip and post it. Know this is Archangel Michael. YES, he is coming to help on the ground. Not entirely sure where, but he has ARRIVED. I love Michael 🥲🥰😘😬😇 I know it’s him because I had a dream prior with a heart drawn with a finger on a mirror 🪞🫶🏾 then I found the image below.

SN: For those who don’t know, right before God called me to do this work, AA Michael visited me in a dream. He took me to outer space beside Earth and he gave me a prophecy. Earth looks GORGEOUS btw. I was stunned 🤩 He showed up looking like Optimus Prime. Different voice but the exact appearance.

I have always known the transformers were loosely based on Angels and Demons so to see him show up as Prime was God’s way of confirming that he knew of how I identified them.

I also loved the transformers since I was a young girl 🥰 watching cartoons. I never ever forgot this encounter and neither the prophecy which (to my dismay) was grim 😖 So when the LORD shows me transformers and depending on the eye colour, I know what he’s trying to communicate to me. It always involves the military 🪖 and confirmation that God is with you (US) 😇🪽 an auspicious sign indeed.

[berrymoos]

there was no demand for this <- does not care /silly ,, these r shorter than my others bc i don't have many concrete thoughts but i still Love the concept

❝ ✦（🍬🎲♥️🃏🌶️）✦ ❞

♠️ ━ regressor husk headcanons!

with a bunch of caregiver angel.

angel is the only one he trusts w his regression & the only one who even knows, but even then the discovery wasn't intentional; a particularly unpleasant run-in with alastor had left him disassociative & angel checking in on him was the straw that tore the camel's back into a million shreds. may or may not have been husk's first time ever feeling small, too ... so emotions r definitely running high (i say may or may not bc i genuinely Do Not know /hj)

it's a bit awkward between them after that bc neither of them really know What The Hell just happened, but eventually they work it out <333

nicknames (all of which from angel, of course <3) include: huskie, baby(cakes), & honey(pie). husk just calls him angel or, if particularly unwilling to use proper words, uses a very specific chirrup. i feel like there's gonna be a point down the road where he calls him tony too (*´꒳`*)♡

(also he called him angie once & to this day angel has been unable to let it go!!!)

generally prefers to be alone when he gets fuzzy-brained; husk doesn't do much when he's small anyways—8/10 he's napping & the other 20 percent consists of him just lounging around—so it's not exactly like he needs anyone to watch over him. he does enjoy angel's company very very much tho

kinda sorta hesitant abt the whole regression thing bc he's used to looking after everyone else; it's a weird shift, going from the most observant in the room to being too fuzzy to keep up w everything. there's a niggling voice in the back of his head that tells him he shouldn't or can't regress, that he's gotta be the watchful one bc how can he be sure someone else will? while angel's comfort is quite helpful in this regard, the voice still comes back every once in a while

doesn't regress really often & there isn't a drastic change in demeanor; he's more relaxed & he prefers for his bowtie n hat to be off

regresses more at nighttime bc there's a lesser chance of someone else finding out; also highly prefers his room bc of the comfort in familiarity

no set age range, he just gets fuzzy & feels smaller sometimes!

pretty quiet yet still capable of speaking, but he tends to lean more into catlike noises & habits—like short hisses when he's angry or scraping his claws on sturdy objects. yes he purrs when he n angel cuddle. this happens a lot bc husk loves cuddles (and canonically quite cuddly [￣∇￣])

when he wants attention he bumps his head against angel's arm or chin

blankets himself with his wings whenever he's upset or sleepy

telltale signs of regression: fidgeting with his wings and/or tail & relying more on noises than words. he normally shuts himself off in his room the moment he feels that fuzz forming over his brain, tho

more of a chewer than a paci-user cus of his fangs, so angel bought him a chewelry necklace. the shape is a fish. huskie nor husker is amused but they both appreciate the gift tremendously

isn't insanely big on having a ton of regression gear in general honestly. he's got maybe two chewelry necklaces & one stuffed bird to his name; it resembles the one he had in childhood. i don't think it has a proper name?? maybe just birdie

ohmygod he is so easily entranced by magic / card tricks it's ridiculous. literally it does not matter if it's a master's level trick or the simple "is this your card?", he'll be taking it all in with the biggest kitty eyes imaginable

not exactly bratty or particular but if he doesn't like something he will let it be known. like if angel startles him with a surprise tickle to his ribcage husk gives him the nastiest glare imaginable. doesn't even growl or anything, he just. glares. and the point is shot across like an arrow

he is like rarely ever in time out bc he doesn't really do anything? husk's regression normally consists of him layin around / sleepin, so he's never really up to anything troubling. the only time he's ever been in timeout is the day he just decided to press angel's buttons to be irritating & angel put him in timeout to prove a point 💀

really likes bananas. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[caturnmoon]

🌞The Sun🌞

🦁5th house/Leo energy♌️

🔥fixed fire sign

🔥calls us to embrace our inner child 🧒

🔥channeling #creative #energy through the use of sports, drama, art, dancing and any form of expression and performance.

✨embrace your inner #superstar and soak up that limelight! 👑

🦁also remain loyal to who YOU ARE and keep your head held high with pride. ✨

🌞 this card is major arcana and highlights a longer time period than court cards! 🃏

🌞signifies happy times and fresh starts on the horizon! I.e let the good times roll! 🍾

These are the energies I pulled before starting my newest creative endeavor/series going into #2023 💖

[aedisveneris]

When the Moon is new She’s in the same part of the sky as the Sun is; when She’s full She’s made it over to the other side of the sky. What this means is that every New Moon is conjunct the Sun and therefore in the same sign. When the Moon is full She’s opposite the Sun and so under the opposite sign of the Sun. These readings tap into the energy of the New Moon and what She's creating in our lives, how we can take advantage of it, and what these efforts might blossom into by the time She’s full in Libra. 

Whenever you’re ready, short descriptions of your message can be found under the cut (full readings over on YouTube)...

DECKS 🃏 New Choice Tarot by Rosario Salerno Fyodor Pavlov Tarot by Fyodor Pavlov Tarot of the Divine by Yoshi Yoshitani

DISCLAIMER 🔮 These readings are done for the love of the craft and are intended only for those open to them. They are not intended to be either "professional" or "advice."

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PILE 1

The Sun

If you’ve been feeling more and more compelled to pursue something emotionally, the new moon in Libra is encouraging you to go for it! She’s enabling the opportunity if you choose to take it. Be warned, you’ll face a mighty foe on your journey: yourself.

Get the details here (YouTube Link)… full reading: 2 mins

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PILE 2

Nine of Swords

If its becoming harder to ignore your internal truths because you keep receiving proof of them, the new moon in Libra wants to let you know she has something to do with it. If you’re ready to accept what you know and let it guide you to better days and places…

come listen to your reading (YouTube Link). full reading 5 mins

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PILE 3

Nine of Pentacles

If you’ve accepted the finality of something and are ready to find somewhere new to invest yourself in, the new moon in Libra wants to congratulate you! She also has some advice on how to proceed (hint: emperor energy)…

more here (YouTube Link) full reading 5 mins

[justtra]

Random Theories Pt. 5 🔎

IN MY OPINION!! don't take it to seriously!

Disclaimer: just for fun 🤣

I think all water (scorpio, cancer & pisces) risings need a therapist or therapy!

some Water risings are untrusting & shy around new people that they have not met

Water risings usually have a transformation of their face changing colors not surgeries.

Water risings usually light to dark shades💀

Pisces moons being a strong believer to believe something in life for motivation🙏!

Idk why people assume Aquarius moons are unemotional & crazy then I'll assume these moons need a therapist 📝🔎😂

Aries risings naturally confident themselves

Taurus & Libra risings are naturally good-looking & y'all don't need makeup💄

Taurus risings has lowdown chill eyes like a bull & have a noticing neck

Gemini risings do talk sometimes they're shy or think no one not as talkative like them

Cancer risings always being family-oriented & caring about their close ones

Leo risings are magnetic but when they don't get it, they might be a narcisstic

Virgo risings being anxious worriers & analyzing the tf out everyone 24/7

Libra risings being friendly & smiling 😃24/7

Can't believe scorpio risings really has s3x appeal they're hot, girls & boys...🔥💀

Scorpio risings being suspicious & untrusting before getting comfortable...💀

Sagittarius risings always being changeable & adventurous just like Kim Kardashian...🌎

I hate to say it but Sagittarius risings can make you laugh 😂

Capricorn risings don't try to be el chapo making business moves & being serious to be respected 😂

Aquarius rising men stop changing hairstyles before you mess up your hairline 💇💀

Pisces risings deal with daydreaming & major escapist problems...💀maybe dr*gs 2

Earth risings being cautious of ppl 24/7

Y'all worst than scorpio risings...

Sagittarius midheaven can't keep a job...💀

Maybe Pisces midheaven too...🕵

Mars 1st house are defensive ash 🏋

Venus 4th nice w trusted friends but not nice publicly to everyone

I hate to say it but having 4th, 8th & 12th house stellium makes you isolated at home & not friendly. Comfortable w trusted friend

9th Mars, South Node & Uranus don't like to be taught nor training

Neptune 8th dreaming of a s3xual or caring intimate relationship ☁❤

Air moon = Intellectual Intimacy (talking, gossip, ideas & maybe gaming🗣💻📱)

Fire moon = Experimental Intimacy (dancing, exercise & adventure travels🏃🏋)

Water moon = Emotional Intimacy (caring, hugging & deep talks about feelings🍵🗣)

Earth moon = S3xual Intimacy (kissing, cuddling & being physical like rocks)😏💋

You may not agree but scorpio & the 8th house does rules s3x...💀

Also, your venus sign show the colors that looks amazing on you!

Look on my page for more of the colors!

Mercury sign does matter in compatibility

If it ain't trining then it's lying 😂

Are Aries risings impulsive or energetic?

Are Taurus risings good singers or a chief?

Are Gemini risings the jack-of-all-trades & master of none? 🕵🃏

Are Cancer risings homebodies? 🦀 🏡

Are Leo risings entertainers or prideful?

Are Libra risings really peaceful or shady?

Are Scorpio risings really untrustful of ppl?

Are Sagittarius risings really blunt?

Are Capricorn risings really serious or shy?

Are Aquarius risings antisocial or social?

Are Pisces risings chill or escapists?

Are Virgo & Capricorn risings Workaholics?

Ex: The devil works hard but kris jenner works harder also shes a virgo rising..wow

Go on my page to see favorite/lucky colors of your rising sign/ascendant & venus!!!

Take in comfort while we in this season!

Have a Great Cancer szn ♋😊!

[headingalaxys-spicy]

Hi, I'm new to your blog and really like your writings. So in this ask can you really go hard in the agust category today. Yandere alpha Japan and Germany with an incredibly traumatized omega darling. Maybe they went to far in a punishment or they did something they knew they shouldn't have done, but did it any way just to show dominance. Now the darling the darling can hardly stand being in the same room with them with out being on edge, and they can smell it in the pheromones she produces. When they attempt to use their own pheromones to calm the omega down, instead of getting horny or at the very least calm, it drives her deeper into panic, it may even trigger a panic attack. A panicked omega is a sign of a failing relationship in society, so it's not a good sign. Maybe they used their pheromones against the darling one to many times, and now the mere scent of the yandere makes the darling sick and scared. All in all, something they caused that now they'll have to find away to fix it. It'll be incredibly difficult if not impossible to fix, or get the darling back to normal. I'm choosing tears today

( P.S. I'm sad clown Anon 🃏💧)

I’m not sure what I did with this 🃏💧but I still hope you like it.

*warning in place because it hits the feels also mention of blood and torture of sorts*

Yandere! Alpha Germany

He thought he could do it with his fine tuned plans and carefully thought out training modified to suit your body type. But, no. Like shattered glass that now lays on the floor his planning was all for not.

Y/N had yet another freak out when Ludwig came to give her breakfast. He wanted to give her the pheromone treatment. It was one of his last options he wanted to test. However y/n seemed to be in a worse state than she was in yesterday. A banshee shriek grated against his ears for a solid 30 seconds before y/n’s voice gave out.

Ludwig could tell by her puffy and swollen eyes that she’d been up all night sobbing. He saw the pillow was submerged in tears. She was in her own special type of hell living with him. He was intent on keeping it that way with Y/N behaving and becoming a part of his perfect design.

Shaking violently as tears fell down her face she was dehydrated and malnourished. She refused to eat and sleep. She was beginning to wither away. Ludwig was her jailor, demon, slave driver all of the things that were cruel and evil and depraved. He did feel a little guilty because he had planned for her a terrible ordeal.

An exo-skeleton that would create her to be like a legendary Omega that was like a Fae, complete with luminous wings. The exo-skeleton would also mean to increase Omega's desires in the bedroom and make her stronger. All of which she’s avidly against. She’s fought him over her ability to stay the same Omega that was normal and live her life how she wanted. Y/N has fought Ludwig on his plans for her only to have her voice be rendered inaudible to his ears. Ludwig isn’t flexible when it comes to his rigid planning and beliefs Y/N was perfect to him but she still needed “fixing” so she could match his flawless schematics. When he tried to reach out and hold her shoulder she jerked away from his offensive hand.

“NO! STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!” You shouted with your creaky vocal cords.

“Y/N this isn’t-“

“FUCK YOU! Fuck your non-sense! Fuck your creepy expreiments! I’d rather be at the mercy of your gun than exist anywhere near you!” You didn’t have the capacity to care anymore. You didn’t want to be in anymore labs where they tried to change your genetics to become “rare” and more obedient. The prodding, bandages, medication, skeletons, wings, pre-operation procedures. Y/N was sick of all of it. She ran her hands through her matted hair and small chunks of it came out.

Ludwig grabbed her hands and restrained her. He slammed her onto the hardwood floor with a loud thud. “That’s enough Y/N!“ He shouted violently in her face.

Y/N began to hyperventilate and sob uncontrollably.

She twitched and let out an ungodly screech. Ludwig had broken her right arm in her humerus and radius. Her body was beginning to deteriorate due to all of the experimentation.

Ludwig let out an elongated sigh.

The paramedics came to piece her back together and put her into a medically induced coma until he figured out how he could unshatter a mirror.

Yandere! Alpha Japan

Another unsuccessful day of training y/n. She once again resisted transforming herself to be the perfect omega he desired her to be.

“That was disgraceful. That’s not how a traditional meid-o serves tea.” He gazes at the human ears you still had. It told him that you weren’t taking the medicine that had been prescribed to you to give you cat ears.

“Ret me guess. You haven’t been taking your medication have you?” His dusky brown eyes gleamed laser beams at your disobedience. You don’t confirm or deny his accusations. You thought it might be in your best interest to neither confirm or deny his statement. Maybe then would his anger dissipate and he’d forget.

You guessed wrong.

“Oh y/n it disappoints me that you’re this difficult to tame. Time to retrain you again.” He grabs that dreaded brain-wave length tool that he uses to “help” you. Ropes attach themselves to you that came from all four corners of the wall. They suspend you in the air while Kiku prowls around you in a circle.

He pierced his arm with a small dagger to draw some blood. A small grunt leaves him as he imbues the tool once again with his essence.

“This time it should work.”

*************

Y/N woke up in an anesthesia induced haze. Her stomach was in a tight knot. Her body felt like it had solidifying cement in it. Her head felt like it had an 18-wheeler truck ramming into it. She grips her cotton bedsheets as she hears familiar footsteps approach her door.

Dread made her stomach knot tighter, Kiku’s scent really made her mind reel in horror and her body prepared itself for fight or flight mode. When he opened the door to check in on her she immediately grabbed her trash can and her insides began to bleed out with crimson. The mere scent of Kiku secreted made y/n sick.

“Y/N Chan! shocked that his treatment plan was headed in the wrong direction. He tried to grab her shoulder and she jerked away in terror. His touch felt like hundreds of needles that burned her skin. It left it singed and vulnerable to the elements. Tiny droplets of blood began to peak their way onto her silky white pjs.

“Y/N?”

“Stay away.” You say in a broken voice. Blood is still streaming down your chin. You feel light-headed, your vision and body feel like they’ve been tossed into a Gravitron. It wasn’t long before a tv static clouded your vision and within seconds your body collapsed.

Kiku knew he’d broken you.