#also i like the idea of creature vessel but i will NOT accept it unless he's also hairy. this is a rule. and i don't make the rules.

[ancientbygone]

my beautiful wife (1st design pass i was bored and rushed this one)

[nomsfaultau]

I've got an idea of putting the Fault crew into situations again.

Fault crew is just chilling (or as close as you can get to it with the amount of stress they are under constantly) when they suddenly get teleported to the backrooms. You can choose the version of backrooms if you wanna. If you're going classic then it's the empty office building with yellow carpet and fluorescent lights, like in the og picture, no creatures. If you're going with the new backrooms then good luck because there's a shit ton of levels and creatures and all that. How do they fare?

Extra questions:

1. Who's the most likely to accidentally get into the backrooms? For context you're more likely to glitch into the backrooms in places that look weird, unnatural, empty. Also places that have not been there before like extra corridors and doors.

2. Who will be able to keep their sanity for longer?

3. Will they keep together as a group? Separate? Get lost?

If you're making this into a story then you can let them leave or not whenever you see fit : )

A large part of the horror of the backrooms is of course the isolation. With the monsters, it’s an added feeling of being helpless and having nothing to defend yourself, which, the daily crew are anomalies. They aren’t defenseless in the slightest. In general I prefer the backrooms with out monsters bc I feel like it cheapens the original focus, but if the monsters are only moderate threats to the anomalies, I believe the focus on isolation still stands. So I’ll have vague references to backrooms monsters since I think they add an interesting element, almost an omen.

Because over time, scp sbi start to become the backrooms.

The Blade The Blade is least likely to get in the backrooms because it’s very hard for him to get in most human buildings already. Once there though he has a very high in mental fortitude (unless you consider the fact he might not be particularly sane to begin with). Adhd would hate the boredom but it’s better than the Foundation in that regard. Ironically the things trying to kill him would help him deal with it better since it’s something to do. As for wandering around completely isolated…honestly no different from before he went to college? Of the mortals The Blade has spent the most time completely alone since unlike Wilbur he can’t pretend to be human even a little. It’s very familiar in a way that’s bad for him, but he’s survived it once. This time he starts openly talking to the voices for company. It’s less that he loses sanity, and more that he looses civility, reverting into the feral being he once was.

The Blade hates it. It feels like back when he was a kid, pointlessly wandering, nothing more than a mindless killing machine. He’s aches for his friends and the feeling of control. He’s backsliding, he knows he is, but there’s not much he can do besides be ashamed. The Blade attacks on sight now. Too many close calls in the past, of things pretending to be people, and The Blood God thinks it’s too dangerous. He takes control of his vessel more and more. The Blade starts to wonder if there really was danger every time his body is seized, but doesn’t want to risk being wrong. Black outs are very frequent, but with little way to track time or location he scarcely notices. So, definitely depressed, but this isn’t like. A new low for him. Only difference is he isn’t struggling for more and more bodily autonomy, but just accepting it. Other survivors just consider him yet another monster to avoid, and they aren’t wrong. The best tip to deal with The Blood God is to never encounter him, and after that try to find a place too small for him to get you. After that...pray.

The Blade is the only one who could escape, if Tommy is still in the real world. When he's summoned back Philza has to stop him from just shredding everyone. The Blood God is restless, refusing to release control, bristling and lunging and still stuck in survival mode, trying to protect his vessel. It takes a long, long time for his hackles to lower.

The Blade is different. Muttering to himself constantly, always one second from lunging, prone to slipping into The Blood God for no reason at all. But he does escape, and knows he can be rehabilitated with a bit of work since he’s managed it in the past.

The others….not so much.

Tommy Tommy…already does badly when alone. Isolated forever, no end in sight? He falls apart the quickest of anyone. But for the first few days or weeks he holds together alright enough. At least, until he nearly dies and the summoning circle just. Doesn’t work. The Blade can’t save him, since you can only get into the backrooms through clipping. He’s alone and his friends are gone and it just wrecks Tommy.

If he doesn’t immediately fall into a black depression, Tommy finds safety in the cisterns. The Red spreads through the entire water area, and none of the monsters can attack him. They absolutely devour one another though, and so the place becomes almost a safe heaven from attackers unless of course you get even a drop of Red on you. Then the sanity plummets into bloodlust. Still people make rafts and boats and it’s okay ish. Like Venice but evil. If you’re in a hazmat suit it’s a very safe place. Also it’s safe if you’re alone, since it’ll wear off after awhile and there’s no one to hurt. Except, some people when Red’d fall out of their rafts and go sloshing through the Red looking for targets. Tommy usually finds them, brings them to a safe area to decontaminate. Is likely very uncomfortably physically affectionate, since isolated, mind-controlled, blood crazed survivors that ignore him are his only source of physical contact, and he's starving. So while it might only take an hour for them to decontaminate on their own...that might not account for the hours, maybe days, where Tommy is just hugging a feral survivor who doesn't really acknowledge his existence.

Once they’re decontaminated he gets them a raft and pulls them to the main island. Tommy is absolutely desperate for people. His sanity plummets the fastest of anyone when alone, so he’s chatty and pleasant and very happy to have company. And he's built up this collection of survivors, isn't it so great, you should stay.

Really, it's not a choice. Once they're on the main island he pushes the raft off to sea, so to speak. No one except for him can leave. They’re trapped in an island surrounded by blood Red waters that will steal their sanity and agency if they touch it. Tommy strands them away from their rafts, and builds up a community of such people. If anyone tries to leave at most they get nowhere, and at worst will attack others on the island. It’s completely safe from monsters, and there’s an actual community there, so it’s probably one of the best place in the backrooms. Still it’s a village of kidnapped people so like. Not the greatest coping mechanism, Toms.

Likely, Red contamination occasionally breaks out, leading to the entire island massacring each other every decade or so. Tommy is completely devastated, and then begins to gather more survivors for the next round of community.

Tubbo Tubbo is the most likely to get into the backrooms by theory of large numbers. Buncha bees everywhere poking around, likely to get sucked in. Means the overall hive is less likely to get got tho since they’d know to avoid that glitchy place. Once there, Tubbo spreads through the entire backrooms with bees constantly exploring. Trying to find a way out, supplies, safety, others. It’s a massive hit to their sanity to do so, to see everything fully. But when someone falls in Tubbo is the first to find them. The bees save anyone who is stuck, helping them avoid monsters, getting them supplies, leading them to the hive. And then once united…Tubbo subsumes them into the Hive. They have to, they need the injection of people with more sanity into the Hivemind, or they wouldn't be able to monitor so much of the backrooms and rescue more people. This would obviously be very deep into their isolation but they need to survive. And they’re saving others, since anyone they haven’t Collected is eventually killed. And all the Hive members live as long as they can keep reproducing. It's functionally immortality.

They start putting hives in various places that are safer so if others are destroyed they can recover, slowly build more and more population since you can’t starve in the backrooms so they don’t need the nutrients to support it. Even if huge chunks of them are killed they can fall back and regrow in safer levels. Over decades this becomes multiple Tubbo bodies, each replaced as it is destroyed. With so many Hive members it’s easy to have separate ones controlling various bodies. Over centuries this is them conquering certain levels and developing control of them. This leads to massive sprawling structures completely covered in honey comb. There are giant bee cells capped in wax that are filled with things. Might be larvae, or helpful items, or a growing Tubbo body, or a monster drowned in honey being slowly eaten, or tunnels to another level. Tubbo essentially becomes another layer of the backrooms.

also rip I will have to finish this later bc many thoughts

[gummybugg]

It's always ok to ask more about my wips, I feel very honored! I'll answer as many as possible!

(Small warning for mention of corpses/dead animals)

How do the ghosts possess the mice?

They can possess tiny creatures like bugs and mice and bird because it takes the least energy! They are also benevolent ghosts, so they don't have intentions of possessing Morgana. Unless it's to get his ass out of bed before 12 pm....I'm joking!

Is there a legion of mice at the ready?

No, they're just found in or around the house since it's old and needs better repairs. But Morgana has a soft heart for the rodents, so he keeps feeding them. All possessing the mice (or other creatures) does is disorient them, but afterwards, no harm done. The ghosts could possess corpses, but they prefer not to because: 1.) It's disrespectful 2.) It's disgusting 3.) Corpses fall apart easily.

What happens when the ghosts possess the mice?

I suppose it's like hopping in a car and taking the wheel. Yeah, the entire spirit would be inside the mouse, but see, control is a bit tricky since now there's two spirits in one vessel. But it's far easier to possess a mouse than a human or alligator because they are more accepting of bribes (hehe).

Does this mean Tooth sees ghost mice?

Yeah, I suppose so if there are any mice hanging around with unfinished business! But communicating with them is like communicating with a mouse. They're still mice, but now see-through!

What's the point of salt barriers if ghosts can float through walls or even fly above them?

Morgana wants privacy in his bedroom at the very least, which is why he puts salt outside his doorway. He thinks it wards off ghosts, but so far, it doesn't really. It is more or less as effective as a "do not disturb" sign for the ghosts. Vincent actully respects privacy, Addison doesn't care, and Juniper is aware Morgana needs alone time though she wants someone to play with--but all the ghosts realize they have to play by Morgana's "salt wards ghosts away" idea until he trusts them more. It's important that Morgana helps them reach the afterlife, after all.

You have a great point about logistical rabbit holes because that's exactly how my brain works! I overthink enough to close as many loopholes as possible--it's kind of fun! But sometimes thinking too hard about them diminishes mystique, like in fantasy stories I've noticed. But this story is contemporary fiction, so it's a very interesting setup I got here.

i keep seeing you post about the mice come out at night but i still don't know what it's about

As a joke I was going to put "even I don't know what it's about" but that won't due since I began writing it yesterday hehehe! There's no excuse not to give a serious answer!

It's a wip still in its baby stages, but I can give it all I got for a solid rundown! ✨️ (btw it's very scarcely mentioned in my pinned post, but I can elaborate a bit more)

So strap onto your seat belt and grab an unalcoholic beverage because I'm about to go on an incoherent ramble about mice, men, ghosts, and cajun culture:

Also, there is an intersection between Cajun culture and queerness. They are both things Morgana is ashamed of. He wants to fit in, get rid of his "embarrassing" accent, and just live his life under wraps. But that's kind of impossible when he finds a family of ghosts haunting his home. Through the tragic telling of their deaths, they help Morgana realize that he must cherish what little time he has to live and to live his life unabashedly. And keep telling stories. Be the person younger You needed. Don't hide yourself/don't be embarrassed. You're not living life for others, but for yourself. Stop appealing to those in charge. Do what makes you happy and you will find your company.

Morgana is a closeted trans guy living in Louisiana who drops out of college because it makes him depressed af. He needs a change, so he decides to move out into this conveniently affordable haunted home with what little funds he has left until he can make a living. But it's a *haunted* house (you know, typical spooky Louisiana lore), and he must find a balance between the spirits and finding meaning in his life.

It's a coming of age story but lowkey the plot of a Christmas Carol if you turn your head 90 degrees and squint really hard. Like the ghosts go "Morgana stop being an idiot and just live your life already" but he's like "but everyone will hate me and ill probably die or something" and they go "then it's a win-win for us."

We also get featured scenes/themes such as: Morgana's clown-core clairvoyant sibling Tooth, who can actually see what tf is going on (Morgana can't, he didn't get the ghost-seeing genes); a gay ghost wedding between the two father figure ghosts (Addison and Vincent); found footage of a broken household (relatable things); sibling power; gender euphoria; funny trans moments such as a pun about "dead names" (come on, it's FUNNY); acceptance; and found family.

For now, though, the story is on hold until I can get a better understanding of it and the direction I want to take it. I'm also writing it now, but yeah! Thank you for asking, this really helps me get a better picture of this project!

I plan to expand upon the Cajun culture as it is the entire reason I began this project (to not let the culture fade away). Culture, along with identity, go hand in hand with how we should be proud of our backgrounds instead of shy away from it to conform. Go and learn about those before you, and you will feel less alone instead of brooding in your college dorm, counting down the days until graduation!!

I think this sums up the premise, but I can keep going if there are any questions. I am always eager to share about my stories!

I have huge aspirations for this (and many of my other projects), as I plan on implementing many forms of media into this story (if the stars align and this takes off). Such as photographs, audio files, journal entries, blah blah. I was also thinking of being fancy and dropping a few lines of poetry/literature that inspired this story at the start of each section if this story goes anywhere.

But yeah, so thanks a lot for the ask! I really appreciate it :')

[its-rat-time-babey]

Owl Knight AU character ideas (the main gang):

[The original Owl Knight AU concept] <- you might want to read this first.

Luz:

Luz is a grimwalker, which is the AU equivalent of a vessel. She was originally made by Belos to contain the infection plaguing the boiling isles (which I am now calling Titansrest because it’s neither an island or boiling in this AU), but was deemed imperfect and thrown back into the abyss and left to die.

However, Luz ended up surviving the fall and escaped from the abyss a few years later, ending up in the wasteland surrounding Titansrest. She made her way back to Titansrest after a few days in the wasteland, but the damage had already been done and her memory had been erased by her time in the wasteland.

After wandering through the ruins of Titansrest for a while, Luz was found by Eda, who took her in as an apprentice/adopted her.

Because of her brief time in the wasteland, Luz doesn’t know that she’s a grimwalker. She doesn’t remember the abyss or Belos or really anything besides her own name.

She also can’t use magic due to being a grimwalker, and has to discover and use glyphs instead.

Luz also has a sword. She picked it up during her journey through the wasteland. It’s old, worn and very damaged but Luz uses it anyways. It’s basically her version of the knight’s old nail.

As Luz learns more glyphs and glyph combinations, she carves them onto the surface of her sword, until eventually she has a sword that doubles as a staff of sorts. She still uses paper glyphs as well though.

Grimwalkers are slightly different in this AU. The recipe for making grimwalkers is almost completely identical to canon, but instead of requiring bone of orlet it needs titan’s blood, also known as void.

Luz bleeds titan’s blood, but not the same sort of titan’s blood that a being like King would bleed. The blood from a living titan is dark blue, while the heavily aged blood that can be found in the abyss, was used in Luz’s creation and currently runs through her veins is pitch black. Luz bleeds void.

Because Luz is a grimwalker with void running through their veins, she’s immune to the infection unless she actively lets it in, just like a vessel.

Infected creatures are far more aggressive towards her than normal because she’s a grimwalker.

Luz feels a strange connection to the Golden Guard, who is this AU’s equivalent to the Hollow Knight. She can’t fully explain it, but she feels a weird sense of familiarity when she looks at things like the statue of Golden Guard in the middle of Bonesborough and other things depicting the Golden Guard.

King:

King is the Titan’s reincarnation. Just like how the Pale King reincarnated from his original wrym body to his current one, the Titan reincarnated after its death into the form of King. It just took several thousand years, completely erased their mind and turned them back into a newborn titan.

Eda found King and adopted him soon after he hatched from his egg post-reincarnating.

King has no idea that he’s a titan, let alone The Titan that Titansrest was built on.

King’s blood is dark blue, the colour of fresh titan’s blood.

Because he’s a titan, which are the archenemies of the Collector, King can’t become infected. No matter what. Even if he willingly accepts the infection into himself, nothing will happen.

Infected creatures are extra aggressive towards king because he’s a titan.

Eda:

Eda managed to join the emperor’s coven alongside Lilith in this AU, and both became coven heads. Eda was more in charge of doing things outside the castle, while Lilith was in charge of more in-castle affairs, although they were still sent out on missions.

When the Golden Guard was sealed away and the coven heads became dreamers, Eda and Lilith, as the heads of the emperor’s coven, weren’t made into dreamers like the other coven heads. Belos instead gave them the job of protecting the dreamers and the rest of Titansrest from harm. If anyone tries to kill the dreamers or forcibly release the infection, Eda and Lilith are meant to be there to stop them.

Eda and Lilith both have emperor’s coven brands. In this universe, coven brands weren’t made to drain magic and kill witches in the day of unity. They still restrict magic to certain tracks, but this is for religious and control reasons instead of genocide. Point is the brands are (mostly) harmless in this AU. The special thing about Eda and Lilith’s coven brands in particular are that they give the wearer a slight resistance to the infection. The brands that the other coven heads have do the same thing.

But in the end, it didn’t really matter. The Golden Guard wasn’t pure, the infection kept spreading, the Emperor disappeared, along with his entire castle and Titansrest fell into ruin. But even after Titansrest was reduced to a wasteland full of reanimated husks and infected creatures, Eda and Lilith still had the jobs of protecting what was left, along with preventing the dreamers from coming to harm.

Lilith kept preforming her duties long after the fall of Titansrest, but Eda quickly became disillusioned with the emperor’s coven and the Emperor in general, and eventually decided to defect from the coven system and become a wild witch.

The day before Eda decided to defect, she got infected. That was the last straw for her when she was deciding to defect. Her coven brand partially protects her, but it’s not enough to make her immune to the infection, creating an effect similar to canon Eda’s curse. She’s basically half infected. She’s in control of her mind, but needs to take an elixir she invented daily to prevent the infection from overwhelming her.

Eda managed to make potions that ward off the infection after she became infected. It won’t cure anyone besides her though, because the elixir needs Eda’s infection weakening coven brand to weaken the infection first to make the elixir effective. A completely infected person is a lost cause.

Eda’s cursed form resembles canon Eda’s cursed form, but it’s entire body is covered in and is partially made of infection blobs and infected growths. It can also manipulate the infection that makes up its body in a similar manner to canon Belos’s palisman curse.

Even when in her non infected form, the infection still affects Eda. Her eyes have a slight orange glow that gets brighter as the infection gets stronger, her blood is orange like other infected creatures and instead of feathers appearing when Eda gets stressed, it’s infection.

When Eda is very close to transforming, her pupils turn orange, just like other infected creatures.

Lilith doesn’t know that Eda is infected. Eda’s been avoiding her ever since she declared herself a wild witch.

Despite being involved with the raising of the Golden Guard, Eda doesn’t know that Luz is a grimwalker. She (and everyone else) believes that only one grimwalker was ever created, plus Belos was super secretive when it came to the Golden Guard, so even though she was involved in the Golden Guard’s creation, she barely knows squat about the finer details. She doesn’t even know that Grimwalker blood is black because she’s never seen the Golden Guard bleed.

She does know that something is not right with Luz though. The lack of magic, the black blood, the way that infected creatures become extremely aggressive at the sight of her, and yet the infection itself that permeates the air refuses to go near her. It’s just bizarre.

Because of her emperor’s coven brand, Eda cannot mess with the Dreamers or free the Golden Guard. If she attempts to do so, her coven brand will restrict her. So if she wants to undo any of those things, she needs Luz or King or someone else without a coven brand to do it.

Infected creatures are less aggressive with Eda. They’ll still attack her, but it takes a while for them to figure out that Eda isn’t one of them.

[swtorramblings]

The Many in the One

For Day 3 of Mace Windu Appreciation Week.

Crossover: There are plenty of interesting works of fiction and fictional characters out there, let’s see Mace interacting with one, or more! Is it someone from another sci-fi series? Or another Samuel L. Jackson character? The sky’s the limit for who he might meet.

Sorry, but romance? Ships? I’d need a much longer run up for anything like that, if I could make it work at all. I should have started earlier in the month, I guess. Well, unless it was set to Disney music. Hmm… So, I went with the alternative. As such, it is quite a bit more far-fetched than the previous stories. Hopefully still all right, though. It’s also longer.

“Unlimited power!” As the last words Mace was ever going to hear, those were especially stupid. And horribly frustrating. He���d protected the Republic all his life. Dying now to this tyrant that had installed himself as its ruler, with the approval of so many, crushed his hopes long before it was going to crush his body. It was almost a relief when he was flung out the broken window. He fell, his final thoughts devoted to trying to find a solution, something that could have been done differently, tormenting him with answers that no one could have known until it was much too late. Then, he had a vision. Wolves, racing in a circle. A way to make another chance, a portal opened in the past, but reaching out to him now, and echoing into the future and the past. He reached for it with his remaining hand, closed his eyes, and pulled. He landed on a path, floating strangely in space. He had expected to be crushed by the fall, still, but looking around, his survival in this strange place was probably the least surprising thing about it. He could sense them out there, all of those that had ever been able to access this place, this world between worlds. In this place, there was only this one moment, so they were all here. Thousands of them, perhaps. Along with several other Mace Windus. He tended to his injury first. The wrist was cauterized, so he was in no danger of bleeding to death, but he wanted to be sure it wouldn’t cause him any further issues, other than having to adjust his fighting techniques. Then he remembered that he had lost his lightsaber along with the hand. He realized also that he was still in shock, from the fight, from the failure. No point in dwelling on it. He set off, exploring this strange place. He found several portals back to the galaxy, but recognized them for the past. He was tempted, to go through one, to warn them, perhaps even to warn himself. As he explored, though, he realized that he would unravel reality if he did so. What had happened was tragic, but he couldn’t risk making it even worse. Then, strangely, he found himself, but not as he had ever been. It wasn’t his past, and he had no future, so who was this? He was certain that it wasn’t just a random resemblance, but truly himself, and yet not. This portal, he could feel, was safe. More, it was necessary. He stepped through. The other him was startled, of coursed, but calmed himself quickly and echoed Mace’s own thoughts from earlier. “Well, you’re not the strangest thing I’ve seen lately.” “No, neither are you. Where am I? Who are you?” “It’s hard to explain. We’re inside a vessel from the far future, where a horrible accident flung it here. I’m Dr. Harry Adams.” “Ah, that does make sense. Mace Windu.” “That’s an odd name.” “I could say the same. Anyway, I’m dealing with time travel right now myself.” “Because of course you are. The problem is, this machine is twisting our own thoughts against us. I’m trying to be dispassionate, but my own fears will add to the others eventually if we can’t get them under control.” He felt it, pulling at him as well. Power to make his thoughts real, if he let it, if he could remain focused, but horribly destructive if he lost control. He smiled at his latest apprentice. “That, at least, I think I can help you with.”

The training took some time, but their unique situation made it possible, still. He didn’t have to train Harry in all the nuances of the Force, or lightsaber combat, strategy, or any of the myriad things a Jedi might need. Only the technique of self-control, awareness, and letting go. Still, it probably took years. Harry was normally too old to have accepted this teaching, but they had the time. Eventually, he shook hands with his teacher, and left the sphere. Mace knew he would eventually have to return to the path. He also realized that he had already done what he was about to do. He was beginning to hate time travel. He returned to the world between worlds, allowing himself to be drawn back. He looked at his new hand, a robotic one similar to the one Skywalker sported, created with the Sphere’s power. It made him uncomfortable, but something had told him that he would need it soon. The other item he’d created while in the Sphere he drew from his belt. As he pressed the switch, the purple light made him smile.

He came to another portal, seeing himself once again, an older man who had endured a great deal, and was using that experience to save others, to force them to act together to save themselves. Moments later, he died, horribly. Mace waited for the scene to start over again. He could appreciate irony, and knew he probably shouldn’t interfere, but this went too far. He was speaking his last words now. “But first, we’re going to seal off this…” Mace jumped through the portal and struck just as the massive aquatic beast emerged from the water, slashing through it with his lightsaber, driving it, badly wounded, back into the water. Then he raised his hand, strained for a moment, and brought down the heavy steel door slamming down to seal this entryway. His counterpart backed away, gaping at him in fear. He tried to smile reassuringly for a moment, but it wasn’t working, so he turned to the others. “All of you, are you going to listen to this man?” They just stared. “I said…” Uncharacteristically, he raised his voice. He preferred calm persuasion, but it seemed like what they would respond to. “ARE YOU GOING TO LISTEN TO THIS MAN?” They all started nodding vigorously. One of them said, “Yes, anything he says.” “Good. Maybe you’ll get out of here alive.” Two journeys, both underwater. He wondered if Master Fisto should have been on this journey, but the job had fallen to him. Still, he liked the idea that he was honoring his old friend here. He hoped he would approve, even if he had to hurt the sea creature. He nodded to himself, who nodded back, and stepped back onto the path.

He saved a brutal man, a version of himself that was a paid killer, with a simple telekinetic trick to divert the projectiles that would have killed him. This also saved this version’s friend, but only for the moment. The other him, though, decided to do better. As a small reward, Mace got a glimpse of something in a case his other self carried, and was comforted for a moment by its golden light. Really, the snakes were no trouble at all. His fragile but brilliant self Mace attempted to persuade from his path, but he was too enamored of his own theories about the way the world worked to be changed. A shame. The leader, the manipulator, the organizer, he also couldn’t save, gunned down in his apartment. Mace eventually replaced him, knowing that his work wasn’t done, learning enough of this strange world to be able to explain how he had lived through the attack that his allies found plausible. It was a good life for a time, though the eyepatch sometimes itched. Eventually, though, after having seen himself in many lives and many circumstances, his own hair grown and gray, he knew his time was nearly over. Through one last portal, before he returned to that moment on Coruscant, he heard his own voice, impossibly helping a young woman, a young Jedi, long after his own death. He knew he had to return to be there when she would need them all, so he went back to that first portal, finally, and fulfilled his fate and his duty with no regrets. Mace Windu became one with the Force, like all before and after him, but had touched the multiverse. How could he have regrets?

[fire-emblem-heroes-supports]

Summoner/Naga C-A Support

Written by @ p-riama

C SUPPORT

(y/n): You’re not a God, are you?

Naga: That is correct. How curious… You’re the first human who’s come to me to say such a thing.

(y/n): Did I offend you?

Naga: Not at all. Many worship me as a deity and some despise me as a false god. It is quite amusing that you come forth to me in such a manner.

(y/n): Truth be told, you fascinate me a lot.

Naga: Oh? How so?

(y/n): Well, out of all the people in this castle, you’ve been alive the longest it almost sets you apart. Even from the other dragons.

Naga: Is it my age that interests you the most?

(y/n): It’s one of the things that do. If you don’t mind me asking, how old are you anyway?

Naga: Hmm… I would say I am over 30 millennia…

(y/n): Wow… Impressive!

Naga: In dragon years.

(y/n): Huh. How old is that in human years?

Naga: Let’s see… Hmm… Approximately… 200 million years.

(y/n): HOLY SHIT!

Naga: I said approximately.

[(y/n) and Naga have reached support rank C.]

B SUPPORT

(y/n): Naga, I’ve seen your human-esque form and your dragon form. Heh, the latter sets the fear of God on plenty of the people here.

Naga: I apologize for the inconvenience.

(y/n): No worries. If they can handle world jumping, they’ll get used to you eventually. Anyways, as I was saying… Are these your original forms? Or are they disguises?

Naga: What a bizarre inquiry. Where do you get these ideas?

(y/n): Well, where I come from there are stories of, uh, eldritch beings that are so unimaginable by humanity’s standards that if a person were to look at them they’d lose their minds and probably die from shock.

Naga: Hmm. Eldritch, you say? I suppose that word describes me well. I’ve been alive for far longer than even my kin and, as you said in the past, that sets me apart from most; my might can level the earth beneath our feet and no army can hope to match me. As for your question… The form you see now and the dragon you see in the battlefield… They are guises, yes, but also my true faces.

(y/n): Huh… I don’t really get it.

Naga: Let me explain with an example. When you came forth from your mother’s womb, did you look as you do now? Or were you a smaller and naked human, too frail and helpless to even stand up?

(y/n): Ha! Well put. Both faces are my own, as you said.

Naga: Indeed. It is the same for me. I am no God, no matter how much the children of man insist on saying I am. I can bleed and my existence –if long lasting- is finite. The shapes I take, the faces I wear… They are all me. My guises depend on the surroundings and circumstances.

[(y/n) and Naga have reached support rank B.]

A SUPPORT

(y/n): Naga, I have another question.

Naga: Came to inquire about my physicality once more, Summoner?

(y/n): Heh, no. I wanted to ask… Well, Duma and Mila call themselves gods. Grima likes to think the same and the folks from Jugdral say Julius is the vessel of god-dragon Loptyr. How come you didn’t adopt that same idea? I mean… You’re far older than they are and far mightier! What made you not believe yourself a deity?

Naga: Because I am not. I have seen the dawn of species. I have seen the rise and fall of empires and I was aware that the age of dragons was coming to a close unless we did something about it.

(y/n): Sealing your powers within dragonstones.

Naga: Yes. Us dragons, no matter how mighty, we are still just creatures of the earth. If we were to continue living, changes were to be made. We either learned to adapt to the new circumstances or we perish. Of course, as you know, not all of my kin agreed on the decision.

(y/n): Stubbornness is universal, huh.

Naga: And it was that stubbornness that led to countless wars and countless deaths and the ravaging of the land. Change brings strife and vice versa. One either learns to accept the change and adapt to it. Or fight to the bitter by trying to keep things stagnant.

(y/n): I agree. Life is about constant change anyway. “This too, shall pass” as it’s said were I come from.

Naga: …Heh.

(y/n):  Did I say something weird?

Naga: No. It is just refreshing to meet someone who accepts the truth as it is. Many struggle with that idea and go to terrible ends just to try and disprove it.

(y/n): Well, I can’t really blame them. Adapting is hard. Frightening even. But it’s also true that we can meet others who would help us adjust.

Naga: True. In this strange world you are that person to me, Summoner. For that, I am grateful to have met you.

(y/n): That’s very sweet, Naga. I’m glad I met you too.

[(y/n) and Naga have reached support rank A.]

[cssns]

Ok, sorry y’all! NOW here’s the monthly roundup for September!

Have y’all enjoyed all the INCREDIBLE updates we got last month? I know I did!! Please be sure to give our authors and artists all the love for all their hard work!!! And have a look at the end of the post for a VERY IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!!! And now, without further ado, here we gooooooooo!!! Under the cut, unless Tumblr ate it.

@snowbellewells completed A Story Told at Last. Rated T. Artwork by @branlovestowrite.

Historical Literature Professor Henry Mills has the chance of a lifetime before him. He might finally uncover the truth of a folktale that has intrigued him for years. But, when the whole story comes to light, will he be able to accept the story that needs to be told?

@let-it-raines completed Not Your (Soul)Mate. Rated M. Artwork by @captainsjedi.

Killian Jones doesn’t like the idea of soulmates. He sees how happy his friends are with theirs, but he still doesn’t like the idea, not when he’s found love and lost it time and time again only to still not know his sign. He has no markings on his skin, no voices in his head, but then one day he meets Emma Swan and everything changes. Because, well, he may not have ink on his skin to tell him who to love, but the very first time that he hears Emma’s voice he knows that she’s the one for him. Then again, that could simply be his desire talking. After all, for every word she speaks, he becomes aroused.

It’s not the worst thing in the world to be incredibly attracted to a beautiful woman, but things aren’t that simple when she doesn’t have any interest in being his soulmate.

He’s screwed. And not in the good way.

@courtorderedcake posted Roses, a CS rendering of the classic fairytale Tam Lin. Rated E. Artwork by @eastwesthomeisbest.

A CS retelling of Tam Lin, the classic fairytale.

Liberties taken. Magic and Fae BS in play.

@teamhook posted Rionnag Dorcha Gorm (Dark Blue Star). Not rated. Artwork by @hollyethecurious.

It is said that evil is not born but made. This is how an act of kindness is twisted into a story about revenge. Emma and Killian are childhood friends until a tragedy separates them will another reunite them.

From last years event, @kymbersmith-90 updated Divine Intervention. Rated E. Artwork by @hollyethecurious.

Brothers Liam and Killian Jones are on the hunt for their father, Brennan Jones, who has gone missing in his hunt for the supernatural creature that killed their mother. But along the way, the brothers discover that the supernatural world is much bigger than they could ever have imagined.

And someone else has big plans for one of them.

@thejollyroger-writer completed What Happened in Berkshire. Rated G. Artwork by @captainsjedi.

When Emma’s boyfriend leaves her for the woman he’s been cheating with, she accepts an offer from her hospital to move to England. While she is out celebrating her thirtieth birthday with her friends before they head back to America, she drunkenly kisses the statue of Captain Hook in front of Eton College, and he comes to life. Together, he and Emma try to figure out what this curse means for them by searching for the witch that cursed him in the first place — are they really True Love, as he wants to believe they are, or did Emma’s magic go awry?

From last year’s event, @seriouslyhooked updated Lost Souls and Reveries. Rated M. Artwork by @shipsxahoy.

Killian Jones is a wolf shifter without roots, without plans, and without a pack. He’s a rogue, someone humans should avoid and shifters should be wary of given his lineage. But one night years back set him on a path he didn’t realize he was taking, a path leading to the future he was destined for. That future is tied up in one woman – a human named Emma Nolan. Together Emma and Killian will find not only answers but a love that’s truly fated. But will love be enough to set both of them free, or will past demons win out in the end?

@snowbellewells updated Face to Face in the Broad Daylight, her sequel to last years fic, Run to Me (In the Dead of Night). Rated T. Artwork by @branlovestowrite.

Here we have a sequel to my werewolf, alternate season two and beyond fic from last year’s CSSNS. You probably want to read that story "Run to Me (in the Dead of Night)" first, or it might be a bit confusing in places. This second story in the same universe partially exists just because I wanted to revisit these couples and enjoy a bit more of their fluffy happily ever afters. However, we may also see them get into some new surprises and challenges, and of course we need to see if Rumplestiltskin is still under control or back to his usual scheming and plotting. I hope you will enjoy. I’m so glad to be part of this event again, and this is just the opening chapter.

@courtorderedcake updated Hallow with accompanying artwork 1 2. Rated E.

"The Goblin King was prepared to host the Darkness, stealing Fae women away to their corrupted lands underneath the ground as concubines. The Darkness chose another in his stead, but not before this selected vessel enacted a devastating attack in its vengeance, revealing its hatred & rage. The battle was a lesson the old kings had forgotten; never underestimate an opponent.

Many more lives were lost as they razed over any who dared defy The Goblin King's will. Only the pure love of our rulers united in matrimony, breaking the Vorpal Dagger, sealed the darkness and the Goblin menace away. The light flourished under their fair rule, and the queen bore a child as pure as moon beams, swan feathers, and starlight. They lived happily ever after, and shall be written in history as Heroes for All Time."

This is the history Princess Emma memorizes from the day she is born, paraded about and presented only with the highest protection. The palace is a cage she wishes to escape, desperately. Not careful what wishes she made, Emma discovers history is written by the victors - The Dark One has an entirely different version of the events that took place.

@jarienn972 updated A Simple Spell. Rated T. Artwork by @cocohook38.

This story is my entry into the 2019 Captain Swan Supernatural Summer event and is my first venture into AU territory. Storybrooke remains our setting but I've switched up some of the characters and familial relations to better suit this tale of prodigal witch Emma who returns to her birthplace to learn lots of secrets about herself and cast a spell that could change everything.

@whimsicallyenchantedrose updated Until the Stars Are All Alight, her CS LOTR au. Rated T. Artwork by @clockadile.

When Emma Swan steals a yellow Volkswagen Beetle, she has no idea it will lead her toward an adventure filled with danger and intrigue, sacrifice and a love stronger than anything she could imagine. Tasked with bringing the Savior home, the elf, Killian Jones of Misthaven travels to the Land Without Magic. Can he convince Emma to fulfill her destiny before the Dark One regains power and takes over all of the Enchanted Forest?

@welllpthisishappening completed All Was Golden In the Sky. Rated M. Artwork by @resident-of-storybrooke. Chapter artwork by @distant-rose and extra artwork by @optomisticgirl can be found on Laura’s blog posts.

Magic is dying.

Emma knows it. She can feel it, the emptiness rattling around in her, like it’s trying to make sure she disappears as well. What she doesn’t know is what to do about it, because, suddenly, there is a man in Storybrooke claiming she’s the Savior and a seeress certain a prophecy promises the same and the last thing she expects is for her minimal amount of lingering power to pull her away.

To New York City.

And another oddly familiar man with blue eyes and a smile that sinks under her skin and makes magic bloom in the air around her. Things are about to get interesting.

And finally, we had original art post from @djlbg.

WOW!!! I mean… WOW!!! What a MONTH!!! We had 4 fics complete, 2 updates from last years event, original art, and all the other updates in between!!! I’m so thankful to be a part of such a talented and prolific fandom!!! Thank you all from the bottom of my heart for your participation and enthusiasm!! I can’t wait to do this again next year!!!

Which brings me to the VERY IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!!! CSSNS 2020 is a GOOOOO!!!!! We’ve had a tremendous response for the past two years and so we’ll do it for one more year. So for those of you who have participated either year and want to do it again, for those of you who just recently joined the fandom, or for those of you who, like me, have just started writing or arting, start thinking about what you might like to do next year. Signups will open in late January and I can’t wait to see what everyone comes up with!! So spread the word!!! Any questions, be sure to send us an ask, or you can contact me directly at @kmomof4.

I’ll be back in November with the monthly roundup for October. Until then y’all!

[nadziejastar]

Isa’s TRUE Personality: Pisces

Pisces Personality Traits

“Cool, collected, and mature beyond his age. He’s good friends with Lea.”

Saïx has a weapon called Twilight, which is shaped like a trident, the symbol of Neptune. Neptune is the ruling planet of the zodiac sign of Pisces. Pisces is the 12th, and last astrological sign in the zodiac. This means, it is one of the oldest and most wise signs. Pisces tend to be considered “old souls” and act much older than their age. The typical Pisces is an an extraordinary creature whose ideas and philosophies are wise beyond their years. Yet on the surface, like water in a lake, you'd never suspect how deep those waters run.

Driven by its strong connection to the spiritual world, this sign knows how to balance cold, hard reality with the warmth of love and understanding. Pisces feel a great deal, and they also feel misunderstood much of the time. They’re not quite pushovers, but they’re certainly sensitive. They are compassionate, easily feeling another’s pain.  

Joshua: “Imagine my surprise when I realized dreams take bodily form in this world. It struck me--by linking their dream pieces back together, maybe I could make them exist again. Maybe I could give them another chance.”

Riku: “It can't be that simple.”

Joshua: “Well, why can't it? By ourselves, we're no one. It's when other people look at us and see someone--that's the moment we each start to exist. All they needed was for someone to see them, connect with them.”

At times, however, Pisceans can have difficulty distinguishing fact from fantasy; they tend to get caught up in their ideals of how things should be. Pisces see the world through rose-tinted glasses. This perspective casts a dreamy gauziness on their words and actions that can be quite attractive to others. They place great weight on what they are feeling. Emotions define the Pisces zodiac sign, and it’s not uncommon for them to feel their own burdens (and joys) as well as those of others. The intuition of the Pisces-born is highly evolved. Many people associate Pisces with dreams and secrets, and it’s a fair association, since those born under this sign feel comfortable in an illusory world. 

Pisces: Twilight

“As the seasons converge and change, the last dregs of winter mix with the first blush of spring. Breath still curdles in the air, but pale green shoots start to unfold from the soil. This sense of “in-betweenness” is the essence of the Pisces star sign.

It’s the time of day when both the sun and moon are visible, the magic of twilight, and an unwavering trust in the Universe. As the last sign of the zodiac, you’re born with an innate sense of wisdom that takes the rest of us a lifetime—or lifetimes—to accumulate.”

Twilight is the time of day that Pisces is associated with symbolically. It's the last sign of the zodiac. It implies the end of one cycle and the beginning of another. Hence it has been said that it signifies ‘rebirth of matter after death’. It carries the same meaning as the waning crescent moon on Isa’s jacket, and the sunset of Twilight Town. Pisces denotes the final moment which contains within itself the beginning of the new cycle. It’s the time of being in-between.

Isa---“A quiet and cool-headed youth. Though he does come out of his shell when talking to his best friend Lea, toward others he is distant and untalkative.”

Pisces are generally gentle, easy-going folk, who are on the shy and reticent side. They are filled with so much compassion and empathy, they often put others’ needs before their own. The willingness of personal sacrifice is one of their major characteristics. They are remarkably wise and self-sacrificing when it comes to helping the vulnerable or those down on their luck. Hands down, they are the most selfless sign in the Zodiac. Ruled by Neptune, Pisces is intuitive and incredibly creative by nature. With a soul as deep and vast as the oceans, Pisces thrives in a world of fantasy, where its imagination can flow freely.  

Axel: “Go on, you just keep running. But I'll always be there to bring you back!”

On the down side, they get hurt and demoralized very easily. While it's very true that Pisces' can count kindness as one of their greatest assets, their desire to escape becomes prevalent when the going gets rough. Water, like any other element, is filled with power. Further, water can be calm and placid, or stormy and destructive. Pisces often embodies both these characteristics. Neptune also rules all forms of escapism. If Pisces can steer clear of the pull of escapism while embracing their inner truths, they'll be quite successful in life.

Even with all the talent and resources they possess, their low self-esteem becomes a hindrance in their path. Pisces tend to be oversensitive. They take everything to heart and become emotional in the extremes. They tend to look at the negative side more than the positive side of things. Cancer and Pisces are considered the top two most emotional zodiac signs. I think this capacity for such emotional extremes is why Isa was considered such a good potential vessel for one of the 13 Seekers of Darkness.

Pisces’ Color: Light Green

Naminé: “Some people think pain is something you can just wipe away--and sometimes, maybe, you can. But not all pain can be erased. The only way to deal with it is to accept it head-on. And if the hurt is too great for you to bear it alone--well, then you turn to a friend close to your heart.”

Sora: “Because the hurt will bring us closer together, and make us stronger.”

Unlike Saïx, Isa’s natural eye color is light green. The mystical and magical nature of Pisces is enhanced by the lightest tints of green. As the color of life, light green represents renewal and inspiration, encouraging the healing and rejuvenating energies that Pisces is known for. The softer the green, the more Piscean it becomes.

♆ is the symbol of the trident of Neptune, or Poseidon. Ψ is the Greek letter psi, which is used as a symbol for psychology, psychiatry and pharmacology. It’s also where the name Poseidon comes from. Our word “psyche” is derived from the Greek word “psuche”, a word beginning with the letter psi. Translated, it means “a person’s heart and/or soul”. And this weapon has a prominent Recusant’s Sigil on it. Isa definitely needed healing.

Pisces’ Symbol: The Fish

Axel: “Well, I think you can be inseparable, even if you’re apart. It’s like, if you feel really close to each other. Like best friends.”

The zodiac sign Pisces is embodied by two Fish, and its glyph represents an image of these Fish, linked together for eternity. It’s important to know that it is not just one Fish, but two. They are a representation of Pisces’ ability to exist simultaneously in both a conscious and subconscious world. As the last sign of the zodiac, Pisces is also connected to the idea of cycles – that every ending is a new beginning – which is represented by the two Fish swimming in opposite directions. 

There's a persistent rumor among astrologers that you can always spot Pisces' by their crossed legs, even if they're standing. Like many clichés this one has a grain of truth in it. Perhaps this is because Pisces' symbol, two fish tied by an invisible cord as they swim in opposite directions, is being expressed. 

Isa---“Often scolds Lea, who has an opposite (though complementary) personality.” 

The fact that two fish (as opposed to one) represent the members of this sign also speaks to the duality of Pisces, and their yin and yang sensibility. The last sign of the zodiac embodies the idea that the world is created by opposite energies that complement and balance one another. Pisces is the living embodiment of yin and yang.

The story behind the fish is that one day, Typhon happened to see Venus, the goddess of beauty and her son Cupid, the god of love on the banks of a river. To escape from his clutches, Venus and Cupid turned into fish and swam into the depths of the river. They had tied their tails together so they would not be separated. In the river, they were saved by other fish, who were later hung in the sky as a token of gratitude. This was done to commemorate the day when the goddess of beauty and god of love were saved from being destroyed.

Pisces’ Ruling Planet: Neptune

Yen Sid: “In the Sleeping Worlds, real time does not flow. Unless one restores the world by waking it from its slumber, it will stay locked in a dream forever.”

The Third Eye chakra, located on the forehead, is ruled by Neptune. Fantastical and dreamy Neptune rules over the zodiac sign Pisces. It is the planet of our subconscious minds, influencing our dreams and fantasies, our imaginations, hopes, beliefs and our connection to spirituality. Those of the Pisces horoscope sign alternate between reality and non-reality in keeping with their introspective natures; their voyage between consciousness and an unconscious dream state says much about their intuitive, almost psychic natures.

In Roman mythology Neptune is the God of the Sea, and the planet Neptune’s influence is just like the vast, flowing, nebulousness of the ocean. The currents of Neptune allow Pisces to swim through a neverending world of dreams, imagination and spirituality where anything is possible. Neptune represents the invisible web that supports us when we let go of control and trust that we cannot fall out of the universe. It’s like falling asleep or floating in water. 

Among the 12 Zodiac signs, there is one specific sign in which a planet functions at its optimum. This is called its sign of “Exaltation.” Venus exalted in Pisces. Venus signifies our aspiration to beauty and truth through which we can realize the power of infinite love beyond our senses and pleasure that is the love of God, or realization of the God within ourselves.

The Rabbit’s Personality

Mystery Gear: "A weapon that draws forth its wielder's personality." 

Pisces is a sign of self-sacrifice, giving oneself over to the larger whole. The Rabbit in the Chinese Zodiac is the equivalent to Pisces in the Western Zodiac. The Rabbit is associated with new beginnings, and symbolizes character traits such as creativity, compassion, and sensitivity. Their sensitive nature makes them shy away from aggressive or competitive situations. They keep a modest attitude and maintain a pleasant relationship to people around. Rabbits are introverts and emotional.  

While they enjoy the quiet life and artistic pursuits, they are also very cunning. You'd never guess that they were strong willed. They tend to get their way through kindness. They are friendly and easy to get along with. They rarely get into serious trouble. They are discreet and usually land on their feet. Rabbits may appear detached, but it is their way of protecting themselves from harm. They can be rather moody at times. They can be rather opportunistic, but are easy to take advantage of.

The Chinese Rabbit is popular and shy. Rabbits are compassionate and protective of their inner circle of family and friends. They are rather delicate, and in order to thrive they need a supportive base behind them. Without sufficient support, they tend to fall apart during times of conflict. Emotional disruptions can actually cause them to become physically ill. They don't like arguments and conflict. They may become pessimistic and depressed. The desire for remaining in safe, comfortable environments keeps Rabbits from taking risks which sometimes causes them to miss out on good opportunities. 

Isa---“A serene and self-possessed boy who always has time for a quick quip at his best friend Lea's expense.”

Rabbits usually have soft and tender personality traits, and their serene nature keeps them from becoming visibly upset. They will not be irritated easily, and they also avoid quarrels and conflict as much as possible. The Rabbit is intelligent and compassionate, but also can be timid and afraid of change. Everywhere they go they create peace for others, but compromise their own inner harmony with sudden mood changes and fear. Rabbits are full of heart and love to take care of the wounded body, heart and soul -- they are gentle and kind. Rabbits can speak eloquently and knowledgably about many things. Their interests are wide-ranging and global. They can be generous to a fault -- a Rabbit would give away his or her last penny to someone in need. Rabbits can be very successful as long as they keep their fears in check. 

They love everything and everyone, but self-love is a challenge for them. You may think you know a Rabbit, but it’s very hard to find out how they really feel, as they are so discreet about their true thoughts and feelings. They feel vulnerable when others know too much about their private life. If you have a Rabbit friend, make sure you honor his or her heart. Chinese Rabbits tend to move through life at their own pace, no matter what anyone else thinks. They are lucky and have long lives. They are very gracious and are natural diplomats. 

Those born in the year of the Chinese Rabbit tend to stifle their feelings inside. They are very loving and giving in relationships. Rabbits may have unrealistic views of how a relationship should be, and when one ends they can be devastated. It takes them a long time to recover. The need a partner who won't take advantage of them. When they find the right partner, the relationship is very strong. They love company and love having someone special even more. They are romantic, and prefer to act in more indirect methods.

Pisces’ Tarot Card: The Moon

Luna Diviner---“Second in command who longs for the heart he does not have. Only the moon breaks his icy calm.”

The Moon, in all its mystical and idealistic wonder, is the Tarot card of Pisces. The Moon card represents our ability to rely on our instincts and intuitions, while Pisces is known as the most intuitive sign of the zodiac. Just as we live by the cycles of the Moon, The Moon Tarot card encourages Pisces to go with the flow of nature, instead of swimming against its currents.

A sensitive Water sign, Pisces is represented by two Fish, earning the nickname, “the Fishes with wishes” because of their powerful imagination and creative spirit. If you’re looking for kindness and empathy, Pisces is THE most compassionate sign of the zodiac. Pisces rules the 12th House of Privacy, Escape, and Secrets. In addition to being a Water sign, Pisces is ruled by the planet Neptune, also known as the God of the Sea. The dreamy little fish are spiritual and intuitive, with Pisces being the most psychic sign of all.

The Moon is a symbol of dreams, intuition, higher consciousness, and spiritual wisdom. The dews represent human thoughts and also stand for peace and calmness. While the crayfish reflects emotional needs and desires, the pond symbolizes unconscious mind. The towers refer to the two sides of the brain, and the path in the middle with its twists and turns shows that the mind prefers being controlled by instincts rather than intellect. The wolf and the dog represent fear of the mind when facing an unknown situation.

Pisces and the Moon

Fairy Godmother: “Strong rays of sun create dark shadows. Light and dark go hand in hand. You can't have one without the other.”

Like Pisces, The Moon card is associated with the subconscious and often highlights idealism – suggesting that things are not as they may appear. The Moon card also represents our secretive side or “shadow self”. The dog and the wolf in this card represent how our wild side blends with our tame side. This recurring theme of unity can also be found in the towers. They symbolize the practical life that most of us lead, while the path between them reminds us of the more meaningful life that we desire.

This is very true to the nature of Pisces, who are always dreaming of something more fantastic than what is actually in front of them. The water on The Moon card symbolizes the subconscious. The crustacean emerging from the water represents “coming into consciousness” and the possession of psychic abilities, which is often true of those born under Pisces.

Neptune’s Tarot Card: The Hanged Man

Ansem: “So many are still waiting for their new beginning, their birth by sleep. Even me...and even you.”

Many decks associate The Hanged Man with the zodiac sign Pisces (a mutable Water sign), ruled by Neptune (planet of mystery, illusion, imagination, and mysticism). The card in Tarot symbolizes trial or meditation, selflessness, and sacrifice. When the Hanged Man card is upright in a Tarot reading, it symbolizes suspension, change, reversal, sacrifice, readjustment, improvement, and rebirth. The card means it is time to stop resisting and gain illumination. It is the time for reflection before moving on. No matter what's going on in your life, you can right the ship and keep moving forward.

Pisces is the 12th sign of the zodiac, and is known for being sensitive, compassionate, spiritual, and non-materialistic -- but also prone to confusion, alcohol and drug addiction, mental illness or breakdown, self-delusion, self-escapism through drugs, fantasy, and illusion. In The Hanged Man, unconditional love is needed to balance out intuition and sensitivity with discipline and logic. 

Axel: “Hey, Roxas. Bet you don't know why the sun sets red. You see, light is made up of lots of colors. And out of all those colors, red is the one that travels the farthest.”

Pisces represents "loss to the outer world, solution, and handing over the results of one cycle to the following one.” Here we face "the things which we have not yet mastered and those whom we have failed to understand or who have failed to understand us.” The card is seen to represent "sacrifice, release, acceptance, temporary abeyance or pause, emotional losses, and ending attachments to worldly, material goods." When ill-dignified, The Hanged Man can suggest "meaningless sacrifice, rejection of spiritual values, and confusion caused by mental illness, especially severe depression." 

Through the process of suspension the Hanged Man turns his focus towards the unconscious and experiences Neptune rising out of his watery kingdom. Neptune reminds us that remaining attached to old patterns, habits, or addictions perpetuates the endless cycle of martyrdom and victimization. 

Pisces’ Ruling House: 12th House of Subconscious

Sora: “The light in the darkness. It was you. You’re the one who kept me from fading away.”

Kairi: “All I did was believe that you wouldn’t.”

The 12th House of Subconscious is ruled by Pisces, the 12th sign of the zodiac. The 12th house represents your connection to spirituality, the deep and personal emotions you feel, and the openness of your heart. It is the reposit of humanity's deepest fears and governs the primordial waters it swims in before the first breath of life. It is also the house of secrets. Pisces’ understanding of quiet contemplation and emotional speculation is heavily reflected in the 12th House of Subconscious. This house is all about taking time for healing and rejuvenation before beginning anew. 

Pisces’ Element: Water

Yen Sid: “He needs you to believe. You see, Ventus's heart hangs in the balance. It sleeps in the place between light and darkness. From all I can perceive, that means he will be looking for a friend--one who believes in him, to show him the way home. Just as long as you love him...then Ventus will be able to find you when he wakes. He can follow that love back to where he belongs-- the realm of light.”

The element of Water flows through Pisces as a wave of devoted empathy and intuition. The Water element is all about our emotions, and Pisces is known for its deeply sensitive and spiritual connection to its own feelings, and the feelings of others. As large as the ocean, Pisces' heart is capable of expressing infinite compassion and love toward all beings. Without a doubt, the Water element is the most sensitive and intuitive. 

This element is capable of nourishing our soul through a deep, psychic understanding of what makes us operate. The element of Water is in touch with the source of creation and can sense that we, too, are a part of this divine birthplace. Water signs are incredibly empathic and can feel the emotions of others. Water can also drown in another person’s emotional abyss if not careful because water has no boundaries. It soaks into us. The element of Water can conform to the elements around it. When mixed with fire it creates steam, with earth it creates mud and with air it creates rain.

[rahkshirock]

more dnd homebrew worldbuilding: devils in space

my homebrew setting is called The Horizon’s Corner (which I just realized the acronym is the weed letters but whatev) and I’ve basically thrown out the 5e monster manual and race list to make way for my own setting that ive been making since I was 13.

to that end, my premise is that the cities and civilizations that pcs start in all take place on an analogue of the moon, complete with there being no atmosphere, and surviving at first by living underground in subterranean strongholds with a medieval understanding of the world, but by the present day having ww1 tech and a whole lot of magic.

part of the world is that every world and plane has been tucked away from the others, so that no one can escape, but I like having fantasy races that descend from dragons, elementals, fey and devils, so I was inspired to reskin all of them, starting with devils to work differently because there isn't a hell for conventional devils to be from. with that in mind, I’ve written out the concept for my devils, although I haven't written stats yet for them, so this is just the general idea for them. I was inspired by the masked devils in Kill Six Billion Demons, with a little bit of Bionicle thrown in. please enjoy under the cut:

Devils are creatures created from the strange matter collected from the null plane, which can be easily accessed by a translocation spell with an unfocused destination. Their form is made of a dark fire scraped from the space that touches true nothingness; it is a heavy elemental hunger. Nameless devils can be summoned temporarily in the heat of battle, however with certain ingredients they can be summoned permanently and be endowed with a number of useful skills, as well as a learning, thinking personality.

General rules:

A Temporary devil is faceless but dangerous, a simple summoned elemental in the shape of a creature. The caster can dismiss it as a bonus action, but should their concentration be broken, the devil becomes unbound, reverting to a chaotic elemental form of eyes, teeth, and black flame. Dispel magic can be used to dismiss it as well.

A Masked devil is more permanent, being equivalent to a mortal in nearly every way.

The mask of a devil is equivalent to its name, which is engraved on the inside of it. The name is itself an incantation. A devil’s name can be memorized to gain wisdom and experience, at the cost of continuously using a spell slot for the duration.

A caster must devote a spell slot equivalent to the Devil’s category in order to gain the benefits of that relationship. Invoking the name of a devil that is a higher rank than you have spell slots may lead to the spell failing, or in the caster’s possession. The use of the spell slot is equivalent to the energy the devil is fed in return for its assistance. This is also necessary in order to gain dominion over the devil: commands can be relayed over long distances similar to a familiar when its name is memorized. Intelligent devils will almost universally attempt to break any methods of domination, so be careful.

When a name is memorized, it will remain known even as it changes in time with the devil’s progression. However, attempts to write it down will become obsolete within a matter of years as the devil progresses from one stage of its life cycle to the next.

A non-caster who successfully binds themselves to a devil and is not consumed becomes a warlock.

To start, prepare a mask out of a ceramic, bone, or an extremely corrosion- resistant metal, such as gold or platinum. Any other materials will simply burn away. Scribe the name of the devil you seek to summon. Be extremely precise about the name, as the devil will take its form based upon their letter, not their intent. The longer the inscribed name, the more restrained and behaved the devil will be, at the cost of being less powerful. The mask will change its shape in time with its bearer’s form.

One devil can only have one mask, and if a mask is shattered (which is difficult as it is a magic item) it must be painstakingly reconstructed from the pieces to summon the devil’s body again.

A devil’s mask can be worn by a creature to gain the benefits of the devil’s power, but if concentration is broken, the devil will usually attempt to consume the bearer and claim their body as its own.

A one word name can only be ascribed to a newborn devil by the most powerful of mages, and the devil created will have nearly unbound power and no qualms about consuming its surroundings, if its creation is successful at all. These are a weapon of last resort.

To destroy a devil, their mask must be shattered, but as they are magical items, this is extremely hard to do, and it gets more difficult as the devil matures. It is easier in most cases to bind a devil with additional names, limiting its power and regressing it to a previous stage of development. During this process it is imperative to dispel the physical body if possible, as the devil’s black fame body will become unbound from the mask and devolve into a black flame elemental.

To identify how a devil came to be in its current state, examine its name: if the entire name can be put in one category, it is most likely at the height of its power. If the name has additions that don’t match its theme, it has been bound with additional names.

The process of gaining power requires centuries, and most black flame devils are at least a millennia old. However, a devil that has been bound will reclaim its old identity much faster than it took to reach that point the first time. This process of identity reclamation is much faster if the bindings have little to do with the devil’s base personality.

A devil will generally take a “base” form according to its preferences, and this body cannot consciously be changed unless the devil knows the spell “alter self.” the base body appears corporeal, and has appropriate internal structure, but injuries sprout smoke instead of blood (which it doesn’t have), and the body only has a stomach, an arcane heart, and muscles for organs. It is immune to poison.

A devil may also possess a creature’s body and take it for its own, via taking over a weak-willed person trying to wear its mask, or by killing the creature and wearing its body. This new body must be fed as normal, or else it will slowly be consumed by the devils own black fire substance, whereupon it will revert to its default body plan.

A devil may choose to discard its current form, the dark fire losing cohesion, leaving the mask and reverting to an unbound elemental shape. This elemental is short lived but incredibly dangerous, consuming everything around it that it can find. If the devil is currently in a mortal vessel, the body may be harmed on the devil’s exit.

A devil’s mask will begin to gather enough black flame to reform its body slowly over time, unless the devil wishes not to return or the mask becomes attuned to a creature that wishes to prevent it. It is dangerous to keep a vanquished devil’s mask without first binding it with additional names, although higher ranked devils masks grant their bearers incredible power.

A devil will never permanently die as long as its mask remains intact or its present name is memorized or is kept in an up to date record: a devil can only have one mask at a time, and any attempt to craft another will not succeed. Should a mask be broken, a mask can be made from appropriate materials by one who knows its name.

As long as continuity is kept, the devil returns with all of its memories. If all records have been destroyed recording the devil, and all have cast its living name from their minds, and its mask shattered irreparably, the devil cannot recover.

A devil can have sexual relationships as desired at and after level 3 when it achieves full sentience, and may have children with another mortal, but not with another devil. That child will inherit the traits of the level of the parent, and is known as a tiefling.

At level one, the created devil is equivalent to find familiar. use of a spell slot is necessary for the beast to be loyal and helpful. The mask may incorporate itself into any part of the animal’s chosen shape, such as becoming the abdomen of a spider or the siphon of an octopus. However, for this purpose find familiar is the superior spell, and this spell should only be used if the caster desires the creature to exceed its set boundaries over time. Devils that progress from this stage onward tend to be more socially acceptable and less prone to violence, as they grow into sentience by first learning of their surroundings from their perspective.

The mask takes on the form of magical stone, pitted and scarred.

It has a list of names that on paper takes up about a page that confine its form to that of only certain beasts. This text is entirely generic, and is the long established starting point for safely summoning devils.

At level 2, the created devil takes the form of a humanoid. It’s mask appears to be made from highly detailed fossil bearing limestone, with eyes and teeth in the seams. During this transition period, the mask’s shape may become irregular and “ugly” but this is normal. The creature is beginning to develop sentience, and is capable of using weapons and tools and can be effective in combat, especially with ranged weaponry.

The name of this devil changes from a description of a creature to be more personal, describing experience with a tool or weapon or skill.

At level 3, the created devil stabilizes into the form of an imp, small in stature but fully aware and capable of sorcery. It’s mask takes the appearance of painted porcelain, often in a simple cherubic shape.

The devil’s name shortens further, becoming a declaration of gathering knowledge, often including arcane equations and random observations of the universe that it feels drawn to.

At level 4, the devil gains increased awareness of its bonds with mortals, and may seek to tell its name to many different mortals in order to weaken the domination of any particular one mortal, and to gain reputation and power. Its mask appears to be decorated seemingly randomly with swirls of color and encrusted with jewels.

It’s name takes the form of a tall tale of the devil’s deeds, often exaggerated heavily.

At level 5, the devil grows in size and might, and its mask turns blood red, gaining tusks or mighty horns: it’s hunger and bloodlust threatens to overtake it, and it may begin to seek out combat to sake its hunger. At this stage, the devil is capable of incredible feats of strength, but may lose focus on its arcane abilities.

It’s name becomes a chant, which may inflame the warrior’s spirit when chanted before a battle.

At level 6, the devil meets the limits of the strength that they can gather by sheer force: from this point, they must build a network or team that it leads. Alternately it may take a position under a more powerful creature as an enforcer, a place where it is set up to continuously take on more powerful challenges. Its mask takes on exaggeratedly emotional features, such as a grin or deep snarl.

Its name incorporates the names of those things that it has destroyed and created.

At level 7, the devil’s hide hardens with scale and natural plate, and its mask takes on reptilian features. During this stage, the devil becomes hardy but lazy, and begins to hoard possessions and relations, preferring that other carry out its wishes.

Its name often takes the form of a list of its possessions, which it is driven to accumulate as it grows in power.

At level 8, the devil seems to decay despite it’s growing power, and the mask’s surface hollows out into a skull-like shape. It seeks to conserve its store of gathered energy at all costs, and attempts to disturb it during this time are ill-advised.

Its name shortens to a sentence or list of accumulated titles.

At level 9, the devil becomes beautiful, balancing skill, arcana, reputation, might, wealth, durability, and patience all in one. It becomes capable of controlling its hunger, not feeling the drive to become more powerful, and most stop growing at this point, content with what they are. Its mask takes on a symmetrical, aesthetically pleasing shape and the appearance of a precious metal.

The devil’s name is usually three to five syllables long now, purely functioning as a proper name, rather than a description. It may seek to escape from the support structure it has built up over many decades, feeling a desire to escape its responsibilities and live only for itself, as it no longer requires so much energy to sustain itself.

Past the point at which a mortal may summon a devil, the devil is nearly unbound, bearing a single name and its mask itself seeming to be made from the dark fire that makes up its body. At this stage, the devil can no longer be controlled by a mortal, and may become the patron of prospective warlocks, carving out empires for itself and those closest to it by sheer force of will.

[pokefanbri]

It's okay to show humility, stay humble.

It's okay to show weakness, just means you're stronger than u think

It's okay to show emotions infront if those u care about, because they'll pick u up when u feel lost. You matter to somebody, you're cared about too..don't think that you're alone in your own battle when there's somebody that would battle along side you.

You can put on a brave face, but inside there is brokenness..don't be afraid to let it out, don't be afraid to ask for help despite being fearful of rejection. Change & betterment starts with u...with help along the way. If nobody can help then do your best to help yourself, pick yourself up & dust yourself off. Accept yourself, accept what you can & can't do but keep going don't stop, keep getting better, keep evolving. We're beautiful, elegant, smart, and scary creatures each to our own...out of billions of us we're still extremely rare with just our planet (that we know of 🤭) but still individually unique from eachother, that is damn special & u as a person are awesome. God never runs out of ideas he mixes & matches perfections & flaws to make a decent human ok lol some better or scarier than others but he knows what he's doing don't doubt him...unless youre atheist, don't doubt the universe I guess.

We aren't perfect, we're human, we're fragile as hell but the strongest beings on the planet..we're all lost souls in some way. But where there's lost there's also found. There's a ton of things wrong with us whether due to our past or imbalanced by genetics, so what it doesn't have to define or affect u if u don't let it...easier said than done I know. We're exactly right where we're supposed to be..multiple lives with the same friends throughout history lol🤷‍♀️, or just one. Believe you're here & are who u are for a reason, we don't have souls we are a soul & have vessels for them..yours was molded into who it is u are & to be here at this point in time. My point? Its not a coincidence you exist, & for a reason...life isn't meaningless. We're capable of surrounding ourselves in darkness sure, all the time evil fucks us royally its just the way it is, but don't forget you're made of good light on the inside just like the big guy upstairs.

We learn & grow to overcome obstacles including our inner challenges. Far from perfect but you are in the eyes of those that love you, flaws and all

[liminoidal]

All the 50 qs for Icio

My fish kid?? 0^0 im stoked

Their age? - They are 420 (blaze it)

Their sexuality/sexual preference? - They can be interested in anyone, but let’s be real, they have only ever been interested in Juni (so Junisexual?)

Any siblings/Only child? - They are an only child by birth, but they like to think they have a found family rn.

Their favourite season? - There aren’t seasons on Dryas like Earth? But they prefer the colder months cuz they prefer long skirts and that lifestyle is not hopping during the warm and humid months.

Who were/are their parents/guardians? - Their birth mother was a bitch, their birth father likely didn’t know they existed, but the Templar Koda (who raised them) was pretty chill.

Their gender? - They are a fish person who was raised by a bunch of trees, gender is the least of their problems.

Their date of birth? - October 23--yes they are the dreaded Scorpio.

What clothing style? - They love long skits and crop tops, and since they don’t need the templar cowl, they love sleeveless shirts.

What is their favourite food after a break-up? - They’ve never had a break-up? The closest they got was when they weren’t able to talk to Juni, and then they just kinda... Didn’t eat lmao.

Their favourite thing to do after a break-up? - They are a meditation freak normally, but when Juni is mad at them they meditate like constantly. Also, painting nails is super relaxing in their opinion.

What happens in the ‘honeymoon phase’ for this character? - I mean them and Juni are soulmates, so they just tease her and also privately worship her, and also like. So much sex. Seriously it’s kinda embarrassing at some point.

How many serious relationships have they been in? - One? With Pan, praise be to him. Lmao, jk, they have only ever been with Juni because templars take a vow of celibacy.

What is their nationality? - They are Dryad by nurture, but half-Theuthidan half-human by nature.

What languages do they speak? - They speak Dryad, Common, Binary, and learned Theuthidan curses just to curse them out.

What is their profession/Education? - They were educated as a templar, so they have extensive magic and religious education.

Their favourite comfort food? - They drink tea to be comforted.

What’s a food they hate? - They hate the idea of fish. Even if they hate Theuthida, it just makes them viscerally uncomfortable.

Their music taste? - They are the person that turns on the “lo-fi beats to study to” playlist and listens religiously.

Is there a story behind their name/meaning? - Their mom didn’t want to be associated with them, so she gave them their father’s surname and picked a random first name.

Something they do that seems childish to others? - Their first time sleeping with Juni was... Rough, to say the least. And overall, they missed out on a lot growing up with templars, so their excitement for parties is kinda childlike. They are also stubborn in their self-hatred, despite all evidence pointing to the contrary.

What is their all-time favourite TV show? - They’ve never seen a TV show? But if they were gonna like anything, it would probably be Steven Universe or Adventure Time.

What is their all-time favourite movie? - They love Finding Nemo. They might have a few issues with their family.

How big is their family? - 16? Their found family is pretty big.

Are they close to anyone specific in the family? - They are closest to Juni obvs, but they are getting really close with Castor and Ciri. Them and Nivviah have a bond through shared heritage (that took a bit to get used to), they are good friends with Val, and Venus (and soon Flor) and them have weekly spa nights where they gossip about the ship and give fashion tips.

Have they got any allergies? - They are allergic to weed. The irony hasn’t stopped hitting them this entire year.

Are they an emotional person? - They specifically are not, mostly because their wild magic and their emotions are tied in odd ways. Sometimes it can lead to gross things like a third eye. Sometimes it can be more... dangerous, like lightning in their hands or poison in the air.

Do they get angry/lose their temper quickly? - No, they have meditation for that.

What are some of their guilty pleasures? - They really like standing in front of the mirror and just... adding spells to make it seem like they are full human, or dryad. It’s a nice thought, but then the spell fades and they get a bit sad.

Do they have pets? Do they want pets? - They don’t have pets and they don’t fully understand the concept like... You just own little creatures? And call them names? Why?

Do they like kids? Do they want kids/have kids? - They have loved kids for years. Between away missions, they would read stories to the orphans and help them go to sleep. They do have kids, and they are working on accepting that. One of them is literally a soul attached to a locket, and the other two are snilds (snake childs).

Who’s cuddle buddy are they? - They are Juni’s cuddle buddy, and sometimes the rest of the team in they feel like they need it.

Do they have any tattoos? - Nope, unless you count the scales.

Do they have any piercings? - Nope, they are not into pain like that.

What is their hair colour? Is it their natural colour? - Their hair color is light auburn and yes, it is that way by nature, despite all evidence that might point otherwise.

Do they like musicals? - They hadn’t heard a musical until [insert name here] introduced them to the concept. Now they listen to Next to Normal religiously.

Do they like marmite? - They don’t know what a marmite is and at this point they are too afraid to ask.

Do they like glitter? - They love glitter but like it’s not very good for their scales cuz if you think it takes forever to get off of human skin, you have never had glitter stuck between a couple of scales.

Do they believe in the supernatural? - They are a religious person, and even if they weren’t, at this point they’ve seen too much proof to refute it.

Have they ever seen a dead body? - Bitch, they’ve caused dead bodies.

Have they ever had a near-death experience? - Yup. It ended in their first son dying and being put in a necklace. They don’t really wanna experience that shit again. Knowing Castor, it probably will happen again.

Have they ever broken a bone? - Nah, they’ve been super careful about that stuff.

What are they like when they’re drunk/what kind of drunk are they? - They are an honest and giggly drunk. It’s not as fun as it sounds.

Have they ever drunk underage? - They barely got to drink overage, they are 420.

What is the first thing they do when they wake up? - They meditate for awhile, usually talking to Heron but sometimes just on their own, pondering… Everything.

Do they consider themselves popular? - Not really? That was always Juni. Their inferiority complex has always been a barrier to them seeking out friendships, and they genuinely like alone time. (They say to themself, quietly dying of loneliness on the side when Juni is with other people.) But they’re working on it. They’ve got the Freedom Vessel now.

How do they like their tea/coffee? - They like that plain leaf water, and can’t drink coffee.

What do they smell like? - Slightly fish-y? Not a lot because they don’t like go in water very much, but a little. Also a lot like trees, specifically Juni.

Are they a virgin? - Not since they left Dryas they’re not. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Do they wear glasses/contacts? - Nope, they got that good fish eyesight.

Are they good at remembering significant dates? Anniversaries, birthdays etc? - Normally yeah. Sometimes it slips their mind, but they are also four centuries old, so they sometimes ask for some graciousness. (*eyes Juni freaking out a hundred years ago for accidentally forgetting to say “happy birthday” one freaking time) 

[boydchloe]

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What Does My Cat Spray

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Can A Cat Spray

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[frederickwiddowson]

Exodus 10:12-20 comments: the locusts

Exodus 10:12 ¶  And the LORD said unto Moses, Stretch out thine hand over the land of Egypt for the locusts, that they may come up upon the land of Egypt, and eat every herb of the land, even all that the hail hath left. 13  And Moses stretched forth his rod over the land of Egypt, and the LORD brought an east wind upon the land all that day, and all that night; and when it was morning, the east wind brought the locusts. 14 And the locusts went up over all the land of Egypt, and rested in all the coasts of Egypt: very grievous were they; before them there were no such locusts as they, neither after them shall be such. 15  For they covered the face of the whole earth, so that the land was darkened; and they did eat every herb of the land, and all the fruit of the trees which the hail had left: and there remained not any green thing in the trees, or in the herbs of the field, through all the land of Egypt. 16  Then Pharaoh called for Moses and Aaron in haste; and he said, I have sinned against the LORD your God, and against you. 17  Now therefore forgive, I pray thee, my sin only this once, and intreat the LORD your God, that he may take away from me this death only. 18  And he went out from Pharaoh, and intreated the LORD. 19  And the LORD turned a mighty strong west wind, which took away the locusts, and cast them into the Red sea; there remained not one locust in all the coasts of Egypt. 20  But the LORD hardened Pharaoh’s heart, so that he would not let the children of Israel go.

Obviously, this is an utter catastrophe for Egypt and for this Pharaoh’s administration. The land of Egypt is devastated yet again with this plague. Again, Pharaoh makes a false confession of repentance to have this plague removed.

There is a plague of locusts at the end of human-centered history, but these are spiritual beings with extraordinary power unlike the creatures that infested Egypt here.

Revelation 9:1 ¶  And the fifth angel sounded, and I saw a star fall from heaven unto the earth: and to him was given the key of the bottomless pit. 2  And he opened the bottomless pit; and there arose a smoke out of the pit, as the smoke of a great furnace; and the sun and the air were darkened by reason of the smoke of the pit. 3  And there came out of the smoke locusts upon the earth: and unto them was given power, as the scorpions of the earth have power. 4  And it was commanded them that they should not hurt the grass of the earth, neither any green thing, neither any tree; but only those men which have not the seal of God in their foreheads. 5  And to them it was given that they should not kill them, but that they should be tormented five months: and their torment was as the torment of a scorpion, when he striketh a man. 6  And in those days shall men seek death, and shall not find it; and shall desire to die, and death shall flee from them. 7  And the shapes of the locusts were like unto horses prepared unto battle; and on their heads were as it were crowns like gold, and their faces were as the faces of men. 8  And they had hair as the hair of women, and their teeth were as the teeth of lions. 9 And they had breastplates, as it were breastplates of iron; and the sound of their wings was as the sound of chariots of many horses running to battle. 10  And they had tails like unto scorpions, and there were stings in their tails: and their power was to hurt men five months. 11  And they had a king over them, which is the angel of the bottomless pit, whose name in the Hebrew tongue is Abaddon, but in the Greek tongue hath his name Apollyon. 12  One woe is past; and, behold, there come two woes more hereafter.

We know from previous verses that Pharaoh has been prepared for this episode in history.

Exodus 9:16  And in very deed for this cause have I raised thee up, for to shew in thee my power; and that my name may be declared throughout all the earth.

And that the Holy Spirit prompted Paul to mention this in reference to God’s control over human destiny under judgment showing God’s rights over humanity.

Romans 9:14 ¶  What shall we say then? Is there unrighteousness with God? God forbid. 15 For he saith to Moses, I will have mercy on whom I will have mercy, and I will have compassion on whom I will have compassion. 16  So then it is not of him that willeth, nor of him that runneth, but of God that sheweth mercy. 17  For the scripture saith unto Pharaoh, Even for this same purpose have I raised thee up, that I might shew my power in thee, and that my name might be declared throughout all the earth. 18  Therefore hath he mercy on whom he will have mercy, and whom he will he hardeneth. 19  Thou wilt say then unto me, Why doth he yet find fault? For who hath resisted his will? 20 Nay but, O man, who art thou that repliest against God? Shall the thing formed say to him that formed it, Why hast thou made me thus? 21  Hath not the potter power over the clay, of the same lump to make one vessel unto honour, and another unto dishonour? 22  What if God, willing to shew his wrath, and to make his power known, endured with much longsuffering the vessels of wrath fitted to destruction: 23  And that he might make known the riches of his glory on the vessels of mercy, which he had afore prepared unto glory, 24 Even us, whom he hath called, not of the Jews only, but also of the Gentiles?

Pharaoh, in his pride, denied God’s authority over him and that God was worthy of being heard as Pharaoh’s creator. By that refusal and by that denial Pharaoh was worthy of destruction. God will harden anyone’s heart who consistently refuses Him until there are no more possibilities for that person but death and Hell. At some point a person will hear the gospel of Christ and because they are and have been unwilling will then be unable to turn from sin and turn to God. Pharaoh’s statement at the beginning of the plagues is worthy of mention again. God has the advantage of foreknowledge to know that this or that person will never trust Him. He permits the offer of the salvation to be made, though, showing us that His mercy was extended but hardens the heart of the person who will never hear and obey.

Exodus 5:2  And Pharaoh said, Who is the LORD, that I should obey his voice to let Israel go? I know not the LORD, neither will I let Israel go.

Many people, particularly in Western societies so ingrained with the modernist idea that if they can’t see it that it can’t exist unless it’s a theoretical physics entity that explains something without God hold the very idea of God in contempt in much the same way. “Who is the LORD, that I should believe in Him and obey? I don’t know Him, neither will I believe.”

This is a hard concept to accept for many of us. We say that so-and-so has the opportunity to trust in Christ right up until his or her death and that may be true, or their rejection of God’s free offer of mercy and salvation may end in an inability to turn and repent.

Alluding to Isaiah 49:8, Paul wrote;

2Corinthians 6:2  (For he saith, I have heard thee in a time accepted, and in the day of salvation have I succoured thee: behold, now is the accepted time; behold, now is the day of salvation.)

We never stop “witnessing” to someone while they are alive. We don’t know when they’ve gone too far. That is God’s business and salvation or loss is in His hands.

[dainarps]

Nalu wasn’t sure where Ji Guang stood. There were moments when he acted as if it was absolutely painful to spend time with him and like he had to run away as soon as he could, but given the chance he instead opted to stay with him and demanded an outing on the boat while aggressively flipping his hair into his face.

It was confusing, to say the least, to have him march down here, call him a dumbass, and then claim he was going to go sit on his ship with him. It was also extremely cute, though, and Nalu could watch him all day.

Nalu was a confident guy, and he liked Ji Guang. He thought he was attractive, he thought he was funny, but these mixed messages were making even his head spin. Yesterday they’d bonded over the idea of teasing his uncles, and he’d seen a whole different side of Ji Guang — a playful, agreeable side that Nalu quite liked. It was the same Ji Guang who leaned over the edge of his boat and his surfboard like he was finally being given air for the first time. All Ji Guangs were good ones, but that one was certainly his favorite.

He made his way down the pier, guiding Ji Guang to where his ship was tied up among the rest.

“I was just doing a bit of patchwork and waxing the deck — makes it easier to stand on,” he said, jumping up onto the ship.

Here was his next question. Would Ji Guang’s pride allow him to accept help up onto the vessel or would he try and jump the short gap with a bum leg?

He turned around and offered him his hand to help, just in case.

“Fixed up a couple spots in the sails that were starting to fray, too. Should be good for a test run around the harbor,” he said. One of these he would take Ji Guang out to deeper water, teach him how to catch fish and show him the best spots to see whales. He had no doubt that seeing such a massive beast jump out of the water would absolutely blow Ji Guang’s mind.

“I...could show you a little bit of sailing today, if you want. Let you man one of the sails. Though you’d probably rather be hanging off the bow, now that I think of it,” he said. Yeah, there was no way that Ji Guang was going to choose working over getting to spend the next little while leaning over the boat looking for new creatures in the clear Pali Kai waters. Then again, he might surprise him. Ji Guang wasn’t afraid of labor, and if he could learn to sail and go out on the ocean on his own, he’d probably give it a try. He seemed like the sort of person who’d want to cut out the middle man. Unfortunately for Nalu, he was the middle man, and teaching Ji Guang to sail would remove any sort of time they’d get to spend together naturally.

Not that he wanted to necessarily spend much time with Ji Guang, but he did want to get to know him. He was a curious person, and there were already so many obstacles to him forming a relationship with him. Ji Guang wasn’t from here, he was a royal, and he had a whole second kingdom to go to while Ban Zi Zhen was being rebuilt. He had no reason to be in Pali Kai unless he was visiting his uncles.

Nalu would just have to make the most of his time here now, then.

Ji Guang wasn’t sure where he stood regarding the subject of children—specially when they chirped around like tiny baby chicks, and maybe he was just bad with children but, were kids meant to look that much alike?!—, but one thing he did know: anything that could be annoying enough that even Nalu—with his endless patience and unbreakable smiles—looked slightly tired and overwhelmed after less than 5 minutes, was good on Ji Guang’s book.

Still. There was no denying the awkwardness that came with standing there, mission fulfilled and without any other excuses to justify a prolonged stay—not that he wanted to stay mind you, in fact, Ji Guang was thrilled! great! it was great, he didn’t want to be here anyway, fucking fantastical!—Ji Guang began to gather his best grumpy ‘goodbye’ in his mouth, when another man approached and picked up the tiny brats and oh no.

Oh no he didn’t like that.

As it turned out, there were two things that Ji Guang wasn’t sure how to deal with: children and fathers.

Born parentless, raised at an orphanage run by fae women, and eventually adopted by two queens, Ji Guang couldn’t say that he had much experience dealing with….father figures. The nearest thing he’d had to a fatherly influence in his life was….Shi Shu, but they were too close in age for him to think of him that way, and all of his other older uncles were far too distant—he was one out of dozens of nephews; as if Kings had the time to spare to the adopted black sheep of the family. That meant, though, that Ji Guang had grown up surrounded by women and only women alone, and that much became obvious the more he grew up, expressed on his obsession with cute jewelry, excessive care over his hair, his secret taste for makeup and tendency to seek female company during the usual forced family dinners.

(There was one poor fella, 10 years ago, that had dared to blurt out in front of his mothers—during a business dinner—that they ought to get him a male teacher, otherwise their heir would turn out to be a delicate pansy wearing frills and skirts instead of armor and swords. The guy had to be carried out of the room by two servants, while a third wiped the blood off the floor. )

(The very next day, clinging onto a sword bigger than him, Ji Guang asked his Shi mother to teach him how to use a sword, a glint in his eye as he watched her patch up her bruised knuckles, the same that had shattered a man’s sternum like a twig while his Ji mother cheered from the table.)

That said;

Ji Guang had no goddamn idea of what he was supposed to do—it wasn’t a pleasant feeling; he knew from personal experience that hesitation was the enemy, he’d seen lives fade before his eyes because someone had hesitated for a second too long—slightly dumbstruck when he was casually invited (was it even an invitation, or a demand?!) to, apparently, come along with them despite the fact that A) he was a stranger, B) he was just about to leave, and C) there was no reason whatsoever for him to go—

Wait.

‘Your friend from Ban Zi Zhen’?—Ji Guang had to suppress a twitch of his brow, mostly out of politeness for the man leading their weird parade that he was apparently being ‘kindly forced’ to accompany. Great, oh this was great, Ji Guang was oh so eager to find out what things that idiot must have said about him! Did he tell them about the death threats (he only truly meant 40% of them, really!), or about how he’d sneaked into Pali Kai, or…actually, the list was too long for him to keep track of every bad thing that Nalu could have said about him. Ji Guang wasn’t stupid; stubborn, prideful, but not stupid and self-aware to know that he was not the sweetest flower in the garden, full of thorns and prickly leaves.

And Nalu had prickled both of his hands repeatedly on his thorns. And now he was meeting his family. Whom had apparently heard of this ‘friend from Ban Zi Zhen’ enough times to assume that he was him after just a glance.

Tension prickled his shoulders, eerily similar to how he used to feel after spotting the faraway silhouette of an incoming flying flame, coming towards him.

Never one to chicken out, though—neither when he was caught in the beak of a phoenix nor when he was trapped in a tengu’s claws, much less over something as simple as a freaking snack!—Ji Guang held his head fall and his posture firm, and followed after Nalu, posture very stiff but proper. Shi Shu would have been proud.

As he was led to possibly the weirdest houses that he’d ever seen—held several feet above ground, looking far too delicate for Ji Guang’s taste—, that bravado started wearing off, though. He wasn’t sure why, couldn’t pinpoint the reason why he’d be nervous (not that he was nervous! it was just, caution! he was being rightfully cautions in unknown territory!) which was stupid since, he’d lived in two different palaces, was a literal prince, son of two powerful queens from two powerful kingdoms, met several dukes, princes, princess, queens and kings…. And yet, it was this simple, humble house and the family that it housed, that was giving him the jitters.

Fantastic.

As if to just rub it on his face how ridiculous he was being, Nalu’s mother turned out to be a sweetheart. Ji Guang knew she was, because she gave him the exact same vibe that his Ji mother gave him; warm, kind, carefully playful and could probably snap someone’s back if so she wished. Honestly, anyone that could poop out five crying brats at the same time was worthy of his upmost respect. 

 Similar vibe or not, didn’t ease the fact that he was a stranger awkwardly standing in a family gathering, sitting down with all the caution of someone expecting a surprise attack at any moment, and the formal habits of a prince used to being criticized for slouching exactly one centimeter.  He could feel five pairs of smaller but wider eyes watching him intensely. He fought back the urge to fiddle with his sword. 

 Inclining his head respectfully, Ji Guang curled one fist against an outstretched palm—a greeting half Ban Zi Zhen, half Eresamis—and gave a small but proper bow. “Shi Ji Guang. From the Eastern Lands of Eresamis and the Upper City of Ban Zi Zhen.” He introduced himself, a greeting that practically rolled off his tongue automatically from excessive use. It was a jarring contrast with the bristly, snappy guy from minutes ago, to say the least. “Thank you for the…invitation.” Again; was it really an invitation?! “You house is lovely. But I uh…actually only came to deliver the message, as ordered by the dumba—hm, the honorable chiefs. I probably shouldn’t outstay my welcome.” Ji Guang , but something told him that regardless of whether it was a royal banquet, or a simple snack at someone’s humble abode, the rules were the same: you sit, you can only get up once the host is satisfied with the amount that you’ve ingested.

So, with that in mind—and after mentally reminding himself that they were sitting outside, and no one would be stupid enough to try to poison him out in the open—, Ji Guang accepted a bowl of the famous shaved ice (why was it shaved? who shaved it? since when was ice shaved?! who or what was it shaved from?!) and, after a moment of hesitation, bit down on it. Hard.

It was instant regret.

“Shi—Cold!” He hissed under his breath, looking wide-eyed and betrayed at the bowl—like a cat stung by it’s own food—, brows furrowed with confusion when a sudden headache pierced him through the skull, a hand reaching up to press a thumb to his temple, trying to ease the pain.

[pelagaios-a]

♡ + powers

yet another hc meme || accepting

going to try and keep this as short as possible.

lmao good question nonnie. for this I’m actually going to mooch off my citta app since I have all his powers written out and stuff there !!! mooched from the wiki a bit this topic is rather broad and pretty well shows how generally overpowered Percy is, but this is a good question just to give people an idea since I’m sure a good portion of my followers don’t quite know who Percy is / how ridiculously op he is. to quote myself:

ABILITIES YOUR CHARACTER POSSESSES: Referred to as one of the most powerful demigods to date, Percy holds a wide breadth of powers related to his lineage, as his father is one of the Big Three…

why is this you may ask? well, it seems Rick Riordan ( referred to in the fandom as “rr” or “uncle rick” ) just knowns no chill and Percy just gets more and more powerful as the books go by. the general explanation and argument is that Percy has “always” had these powers and it just learning more and more as he goes. which, in part, does make sense. a lot of our understanding of his powers we have found through him stumbling across them himself. the way I explain this on his blog, and you will see pop up now and again, is that his powers ( the water related ones at least ) stem from one general ability since it’s not the most addressed topic in canon outside “he gets them from his dad.” in this blogs canon you need to almost imagine that he’s talking to it, asking. reading through the books ??? thats how I see it. Percy asks the water to do something and it does. “commands” could certainly be one way to say it as well, seeing as he is its “prince” of a sort ( which is also addressed in canon ). his father’s domain canonically listens to him due to his lineage. therefore, I don’t think this is to far off the mark.

so onto actual powers — Percy canonically has control over anything water based. when you look on this, think on this, you can start to see how ridiculous this is. almost everything on this planet is water based. no matter where you are there is water ( in the air, the water table, he can canonically create his own water, etc. ). then not only does he have a semblance of control over these things, but he gains a lot of benefits with them. one example is that while immersed in water he heals over a period of time length of which depends on the injury.

WATER-INDUCED ABILITIES: When in contact with or in the presence of water, Percy gains a disproportionate amount of superhuman clarity, strength, speed, agility, and endurance equaling a god and he has shown to be more powerful than Ares while in this state. However, this only lasts for a limited amount of time unless he is completely submerged in water. He also heals himself from any wound and most poisons when he comes into contact with water, the amount of water and time needed for the healing being proportionate to the severity of the wound.

HYDROKINESIS: With the power of the sea within him, Percy can control every form and great volumes of water, being even able to summon and heal his wounds and cure himself of most poisons with it. Percy can control water almost omnipotently. He can control it in order to make it explode, or use it to grab something, etc.

GENERAL HYDROKINESIS: He can create water from petrified seashells, as well as being able to create water with his own energy and summoning the “force of the ocean” to his will, as long as he concentrates hard enough. He can also harden water into an almost solid shape.

HYDROGENESIS: Percy can create water from his own power, though it takes much of his energy for him to do so. He uses this skill while creating his own personal hurricanes.

HEALING FACTOR: Since he is the son of Poseidon he can heal most wounds and cure most poisons when in contact with water.

WATER PROPULSION: He can control the water around him to propel himself through water. Percy can shoot water, not only from being in water, but he can blast the own water he creates.

UNDERWATER BREATHING: Percy can breathe underwater and diffuse the oxygen in the water to create oxygen bubbles that allow his non-hydrokinetic friends to breathe underwater.

WATER IMMUNITY: Percy can fall from great heights into water, and is unaffected by any amount of water pressure. He does not get wet if submerged in water, unless he wants to. Percy can dry items underwater (as long as he holds onto it), such as a lighter.

WATER SOLIDIFICATION: Percy can harden water into an almost solid shape. He can use this power to walk on water, by increasing the surface tension of the water to the point where it is solid enough for him to stand on, and water constructs. So far, he has demonstrated creating a strong water shield and on two instances he hardened the water into giant hands that followed and imitated the movements of his own hands.

and ignoring the water thing, his father is known as “the earthshaker.” in a historical sense, Greece is on a series of fault lines that run throughout the Mediterranean. a lot of seismic activity was through to have come from the sea itself, and the following seismic activity has repercussions along the coastlines. then there is the whole storm thing associated with the sea. Zeus may be god of the sky but within Greek mythos the water and everything around it belonged to the sea god. literally Poseidon is one of, if not the most, powerful gods in Greek mythos. a lot of who Poseidon is got passed onto Percy for no reason I can figure out other then he was the protag for five books and important for another five. he canonically again has some geokinesis / atmokinesis because of this. so yet again he grows more op. throw him anywhere you want and he is not powerless. you see where this is going ???

ATMOKINESIS: Percy can summon hurricanes and other types of storms, but the extent to which he can control them is as of yet unknown. Percy’s hurricanes have been shown to be powerful enough to douse the fires on Hyperion’s body, leaving the powerful Titan vulnerable to attack. By events later shown he is able to sustain the storm with less effort than his first use of the skill against the Titan Hyperion, although it still drains him over time.

ELECTROKINESIS (LIMITED): Percy used this skill unintentionally on one occasion, while creating his own miniature hurricane to fight Hyperion. Sparks of lightning appeared as his hurricane increased in power. His control of this ability, however, is far less than that of a child of Zeus and appears to be a limited side effect of his storms.

AEROKINESIS (LIMITED): Percy can summon strong winds, which he could use to create storms such as hurricanes and typhoons.

GEOKINESIS: Percy can generate earthquakes and (consequently) cause volcanic eruptions, but his control of this technique is less than that of a child of Hades.

looking on all of this you might go “well kat, thats a lot but thats all pretty simple. I don’t quite see where you’re going with this.” and friends let me tell you it gets better. rr really does get into the more technical pieces of this at times. Percy canonically bloodbends. think of the smaller things ( one example is poisons, they are water based ) and he has some control over it. he has even gone as far to pull water from plants / etc. then there was that whole debacle with the volcano which shows just how integrated his is into his fathers domain. heat / fire / etc. does not stand up to the sheer cold power of the ocean — lava only goes as far as the edge of the sea. it’s literally ridiculous. these are just a few pieces touched on in canon that really make you think on the greater scope of what Percy can do. ( other little things — talk to equines / water creatures, perfect bearings at sea, he possesses an innate awareness of any type of water vessel and can telekinetically operate it….. of a sort ).

CRYOKINESIS: Percy can use cryokinesis to a small degree. He is able to use the ice and snow around him to make an icy hurricane, as he does during the battle in Alaska. He can also manipulate frozen or icy water around him.

HEAT RESISTANCE: Percy has a far higher than normal resistance to heat and burns, similar to that of a Cyclops, due to his father’s oceanic nature. He was able to survive being engulfed by lava thrown by the telekhines, though it began to get more painful the longer he was in contact with it, as well not being killed by the super-heated steam from the eruption of Mount Saint Helens.

TOXIKINESIS (LIMITED): Percy can control and manipulate poisons. This is limited, though, as poison is only part water. The full extent of this power is unknown although he is able to control it well enough, when angry, to the point of terrifying others. Percy himself is scared of this power

Percy canonically is described as a “demon” when fighting / using his powers. hell, his name means “to destroy.” he took out a whole Roman legion single handed and caused general mass issue and thats all without the Curse of Achilles ( which he had for the fight against the Titans in the Battle of Manhattan which threw him even more out of proportion power wise ). you could say part of is the demigod thing ( ADHD = supernatural alertness and keen senses that keep him ready for, and alive, in battle. aka superhuman battle reflexes ) or the general enhanced physical condition of demigods ( faster, stronger, more agile and durable then a mortal ) but when it comes down to it a lot of blame I think can be blamed on who his father is. Percy is as he is because of the general ability to command his fathers domain. 

either way kid is still overpowered as all hell, especially since what we know he can do keeps on growing as each new book comes out… I hope this all makes sense and explains some stuff / my own thoughts cause I feel like this turned into a lecture.

[star-trekkin-across-theuniverse]

Word Count: 1531 Author’s Note: from @malindacath: I keep playing in my mind of the reader and Jim getting married. Since they both know what the other is wearing, the reader decides to write Jim letters like her grandmother did the day she married her grandfather. One would be on the pillow when wakes, etc; he would find them in places he was not expecting all the while he had done the same after hearing his grandparents did the same; kind of like vows before the marriage vows??As to my letter writing vows, I think that Spock and Scotty would be hiding hers while Uhura and Bones would hiding his with help from each team. I imagine Bones being the one to give her away. Maybe even Pike marrying them.  I loved this idea. I don’t normally like the idea of the Enterprise crew being married. I don’t know why. But I loved this idea and really enjoyed dredging through the romantic I keep locked up in the back of my head to make it sweet. I hope it worked. I’m not super romantic :D

You yawned and stretched, the sensation of waking on your own time strange and luxurious. You turned your head to check the time and were mildly amused that it was only ten minutes past when your alarm usually went off. You stretched a second time, and groaned, feeling your shoulders and wrists pop. Your hand dropped onto Jim’s pillow, and met with a paper envelope and you smiled. So old fashioned. You’d never expected it from him when you first met, but Jim was a man who loved the past, even as he boldly pushed forward into the future. When he’d suggested the letters as a way to personalize a wedding day that by Starfleet regulation needed to be very structured, you’d thought it was a sweet way to make the day truly belong to you both. As your hand slid across the crisp envelope, you realized it was utterly and completely romantic.

You sat up, and pushed your hair out of your face. Leaning against the wall, you slipped your finger under the edge of the envelope and broke the seal, pulling out a small notecard.

“I still remember the stardate when we first met. But I’ll remind you of the earth date. It was May 18th. You had just been assigned to the Enterprise despite requesting a research vessel, and you were attempting to convince Spock he didn’t want you on board. You were fire, and indignation and more passion in your pinky finger than anyone I’d ever seen before. I knew, without a doubt, you were going to add a certain risk to any mission you were part of. Just because I wanted you there.”

You pressed the card against your chest and smiled, wondering if Jim had found your letter yet.

Jim groaned and reached out to pull Y/N against him, forgetting that even though you would know what the other was wearing, you’d insisted you not see on another all morning before the ceremony. He drew his arm back with a heavy sigh and rolled onto his back, before turning to check the time. Propped on the edge of the clock was an envelope, his name scratched across it in your careless script. He smiled and picked it up, tearing the envelope down one side and shaking the card out onto his bare chest.

“Jim, you ridiculous creature. I never would have anticipated the famous, or should I say notorious captain of the Enterprise catching my eye, let alone returning my feelings. You were so overwhelming and larger than life. Discovering your nuances has been one of my great pleasures.”

He grinned and pushed himself up. There was a lot to do before the ceremony.

Uhura had insisted on helping you with your hair and make-up, and you’d gratefully accepted. You were always wobbly with eyeliner, and while your daytime look was good, you hadn’t had a choice about the dress, you had to wear your dress uniform. The only way to punch it up to wedding mode was to make sure you were stunning. Nyota was just finishing her breakfast when you arrived at her quarters, she pointed you toward the desk on the far side of the room. There was a steaming cup of coffee waiting for you, and beside it, another of Jim’s envelopes.

“I find it ironic that I realized exactly how important it was to protect you at all costs right as you showed me you needed no protection. In old Earth wedding ceremonies, husbands are called upon to protect, and honour their wives. I honour you by recognizing you are capable of protecting yourself. I will further honour you by recognizing your ability to share equally in the work of protecting our family.”

You bit your lip and smiled. You weren’t as eloquent in your ability to write, and were worried your notes would fall short of what he was expecting.

Jim found his next card beside the replicator when he got out of the shower. It looked a little thicker, and he wondered what all Y/N had written. He ordered a coffee and leaned against the counter as he read the letter.

“My favourite books as a child were the Anne of Green Gables books. Don’t look at me like that, Jim. I know you’re looking at this card like I am a mad woman, but I have a point. Anne didn’t know Gilbert was for her the first time she saw him. It took years before she was able to see that he was her most kindred spirit. Similarly, I might not have taken your interest seriously, when you first pursued me. But just as Anne came around, I saw the light in the moment you attempted to trade your life for my own. Unsuccessfully, I might add, but it was the thought that counts. Anne refused to write love letters unless her pen was just right. I find this one is scratchy, and the ink doesn’t flow particularly well, but I’m also just not terribly romantic, so it will have to do. It isn’t difficult to honour an honourable man. You’ve made the job of loving you an easy one.”

He reached behind him to the replicator and took a sip from his coffee, before moving off to place the second card with the first.

Uhura slipped a final envelope into your hand wordlessly, along with your uniform gloves. You smiled, tracing your finger along the careful letters of your name.

“Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds. I hated Shakespeare, Y/N. I hated him because I couldn’t understand this stupid goddamn poem. What did it mean? Of course people change when they are in love, what was he thinking? Oh no, it is an ever-fixed mark, that looks upon tempests and is never shaken. What kind of idiot would suggest that love is undoubting? And then I fell in love with you. And I get it. I haven’t changed myself to gain your love. And you haven’t changed to fit my expectations of love. We’ve both remained steadfastly individual, true to ourselves. And that has made you my perfect match. We are strong as individuals, which makes us unbeatable as a team. We will look on tempests, and never be shaken. We will bear it out, even to the edge of doom. I have loved you. I do love you. I will love you.”

You felt tears well in your eyes as you stood in the hall waiting your cue to walk down the makeshift aisle to him, wondering if your final card to him had had a similar effect.

Leonard handed Jim the third card as he finished buttoning the collar of his dress uniform. He slipped it into his pocket and headed to the lounge where the ceremony was going to take place. As he waited at the front of the room, he pulled the envelope off the final card and drank in the words.

“Jim. I joined Starfleet with a mind to change the world, but that plan never included love, or marriage, or even companionship. What a surprise to have all three given so freely by so remarkable a man. You are my perfect fit. I’m sure there is some kind of poetry that could articulate my feelings better, but I thought I’d try my own hand at some free verse.

I want nothing more, my love,

Than to wake up

And eat eggs

And bacon

And wear your scent on my skin

And share my heart with you.

I’ll let you take the larger share

Of the bacon

And the eggs

And my heart.”

Jim let out a soft laugh and looked up as the doors slid open.

The doors slid open, and there Jim stood, your final card in his hand. He looked up, smiling, and you could see tears shining in his eyes. He wagged the card subtly, and quirked an eyebrow and you gave a slight shrug and winked, before walking forward to meet him. He slipped the card into his pocket and took your hand.

“It is Starfleet tradition to allow the Captain to perform wedding ceremonies,” Jim said. “So I have turned to con over to Sulu for the next 48 hours so that we might have some time to celebrate our marriage uninterrupted by duty. I have also given you concurrent time off.”

“And here I thought you’d just stand here and announce the deal done,” you teased. He shook his head.

“No jokes,” he promised. “I can’t give you a traditional wedding, but I can give you the proper protocol.”

Sulu stepped forward and cleared his throat. He read the standard marriage protocol from the regulations document on his PADD and after you repeated your oaths, he pronounced them binding to the furthest extend of Federation law.

“In traditional ceremonies, now is the time when the groom kisses the bride,” Sulu remarked. Jim leaned forward and brushed his lips against yours, chastely.

“Hello Mrs. Kirk,” he murmured as he pulled away. You leaned forward and stole another kiss.

“Hello yourself, Mr. Kirk.”