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please refresh your memory of the content warnings that's mentioned on the summary page. this chapter will include s*xual activites.

Ah, fuck, baby. Just like that.”

No. I lied. Not just like that.

I’ve been in the bathroom for twenty minutes with some chick, whose name I can’t remember, getting probably the worst head I’ve ever had in my life. I’m pretty sure I’m still soft, but her self-esteem won’t allow her pride to be tarnished by the lack of abilities she has to make me come.

She approached me while I was having drinks with Satoru, Shoko, and Nanami. Well, really Shoko and Nanami because Satoru just keeps getting sugary milkshakes. Anyways, that’s not the point. She approached me. I thought she had nice lips, which I thought could be utilized to please me, but instead, she couldn’t stop talking.

“Do you like that, baby?” she asked, for maybe the tenth time.

I groaned. Though, not in the way that she thinks. I couldn’t do this anymore, and I knew her knees were hurting. “No. Look, Akane,” I sigh, pulling her off me and lifting her to meet my face. “I don’t—”

“Ayame,” she interrupted. I gave her a confused look. “My name is Ayame. Not, Akane.”

My right eye twitched. “Okay, Ayame . Look,” I began, adjusting myself back in my pants. “I don’t like it. It’s okay, though. Maybe it’s not you. Maybe I’m just tired. But hey, I’ll get your number and we can try this some other time. Okay?”

“Ugh, whatever.”

I eventually got her number before we made our way out of the bathroom. I’m not going to text her. I was just trying to make her feel better.

My plans were never to hook up with anyone tonight, let alone leave my apartment. But Satoru insisted I needed to come out of my shell more.

I’m pretty sure that was code for, you need to get laid.

I argued with him that I don’t need anything. It wasn’t hard for me to find someone to have sex with. I’ve just been on a break because I haven’t found anyone who matches my libido or someone I actually enjoyed.

Don’t get me wrong—most of the women I’ve been with are beautiful. Physically, my type. However, they’re just too boring. Too prissy. It’s like they’re trying to prove something to me when I fuck them.

The unnecessary loud moaning.

The unnatural facial expressions when they come.

Not wanting to be kissed after I eat their pussy, which I find strange because why wouldn’t you want to taste yourself? Questionable .

Anyways. This is the last time I’m allowing Satoru to drag me out of my apar—

My thoughts were interrupted by someone running into me.

“Oh! I’m sorry.”

That. . . That voice. Sultry. Raspy. All I heard were three words and I felt at ease. Her scent was alluring. Sweet. Delicate. I’m picking up notes of warm berries, creamy vanilla. Maybe cacao? She smells so fucking good. But when I looked at her? I’m convinced she’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever fucking laid eyes on.

Her complexion reminded me of autumn. Deep and warm. Those chestnut-colored doe eyes I knew I would become lost in if I didn’t look away. It didn’t take long before I took notice of the fullness of her lips. They were two different colors. Brown on top and pink on bottom, coated with a clear gloss. Gosh, I want to suck them. I want to suck them so fucking badly until she becomes whiny. My cock is getting hard just thinking—

“Hello?” she spoke again.

Suguru, what the fuck?

I looked down and noticed my fingers were still caged around her soft flesh. I immediately pulled away. “S-Sorry,” I stammered. Why am I so damn nervous?

She looked at me through narrow eyes with a hint of playfulness. “It’s okay. . . Well, enjoy your night.”

“Wait!” Before she turned away from me, I impulsively reached for her wrist to prevent her from leaving.

Those brown hues that were amorous turned dark, daggers that penetrated my head. They were a warning to let her go. They make me want to be submit. So I didn’t let go.

“What’s your name?”

I still see the daggers in her eyes, however, she slightly raised her brows while tilting her head out of confusion— boldness —of my decision to not let go of her wrist. My expression is deadpan, but I feel heat rushing to my body, to my cock.

She drags her eyes up my frame, stopping at the front of my pants that caused my dick to twitch in response. She chuckled, snatched her wrist, and walked away from me.

I stood where she left me, lust filled and wishful thinking about how desperately I want her. No, need her. And by the end of the night, I'll know how she feels around me.

Later that night. . .

I sit at the booth, dividing my attention between the conversation being held at the table and the bar, where the woman I ran into earlier sits. I can’t stop thinking about fucking her. The image of her thick curves plays in my mind. She’s so sexy. That backless dress that clung to her hips drove me insane. I was craving those love handles. I wanted to hold them, bite them to leave territorial marks.

What the fuck is wrong with me? This instant lust was foreign to me. I don’t remember the last time my cock was this eager. Maybe never.

But it's just something about her that has arousal fucking burn through my veins.

“Suguru!” Satoru’s voice tore me away from my perverted thoughts.

“Huh?” I answered, but my attention was still on the bar.

He pouted. “Are you even listening to me?”

“Uhm, yeah. You were talking about throwing a surprise party for Utahime.” I'm hoping I'm right because the last thing I need is to hear a speech about how I always ignore him.

“No. That was thirty minutes ago.”

“Okay, sorry. Repeat what you said.”

He sighed. “There’s no point. You’re not even looking at me. What are you even looking at over. . . Ohhh, I see.” I knew Satoru would begin mocking me based on his voice and how he slurped the remnants of probably his fourth milkshake tonight. “Aren’t you glad I dragged you out tonight? If I didn’t, you wouldn’t have seen her,” he says, scooting closer to nudge me. “She’s gorgeous.”

I snapped my attention back to Satoru, glowering him.

Why? She wasn't my girlfriend. I don’t even know her name, but she was off-limits.

I know she’s gorgeous. He didn’t have to fucking tell me that.

I decided not to play into his obvious game. My time can be used elsewhere, like sitting next to that beautiful woman. I’ve been watching her for the past three hours, seeing how several men, at least ten or more approached her with their advances.

She declined every single last one. But I didn’t care. Seeing her reject a couple of men would never hurt my ego. . . especially since I knew she’d be mine.

I had nothing to worry about.

I left the table for the second time tonight and this time, I’m not planning on returning.

Every step I took brought me closer to the woman of my dreams. Her rich scent starts to fill my senses and I'm almost positive I've developed a smell kink because of her.

Shit, if she smells like that, I could only image how her pussy is. I'd do anything to run my nose between her folds.

Focus, Suguru. You can’t go over there hard.

Yes, I can, and I will.

I was close enough to be in the shot of her peripheral, making her notice me. She sized me up before giving her attention back to the large televisions surrounding the bar.

I smirked. She’s enticing. She may or may not make me work for pussy, but I don’t mind at all.

Of course, I’m a gentleman, so I asked if the seat next to her was taken. I’m sure the other guys asked her this same question. I saw her reject them. She didn’t say yes or no to me, so naturally I took it as a yes.

I nod at the bartender. “Open a tab for me. Double Hibiki on the rocks, and add this lovely lady’s tab onto mine,” I told him.

“I can pay for my tab,” she says, eyes remaining on the TV.

“I don’t remember saying that you couldn’t. Now did I?” I saw her roll her eyes, which made me chuckle. Fuck, I like her even more. “Are you going to tell me your name now?”

She lightly scoffs. “Why are you being so clingy over a name? And common courtesy, you introduce yourself before asking for someone’s name. Do you lack mannerisms?”

Twenty-four words.

That’s how many words she spoke to me, and I watched her plush lips pronounce every last syllable.

She speaks to me with such spice, but I know she’d sound so sweet while my cock is deep inside of her.

“You’re right. Maybe you can forgive my lack of mannerisms ,” I say, teasingly. “My name is Geto Suguru.”

She finally gives me her attention, scanning my arms that are painted with tattoos before actually looking at my face, leisurely. But says nothing and returns to watch whatever is on TV.

I continued, “I didn’t get your name?” The bartender placed my whiskey in front of me and I gave him my gratitude while waiting for her name.

“Because I didn’t give it. What do you want anyways? Placed a bet with your friends to see if you could get an older woman’s number? Hm?”

I threw my hands up in surrender, chucking. “No, and older? We’re probably the same age. I can even argue that you’re younger than me.”

“Ha, I doubt it.”

“Twenty-seven.”

“Me or you?” she asks.

“Me.” I take another sip of my drink. “You?”

“Damn, you want my name and age? Should I give you my ID number, too?”

She’s such a fucking tease.

“I’ll settle for your name and age.” For now.

Her lips part into a smile that pulls strings inside my chest. “Settle?”

I smirk. “I just want to make sure I can be in this territory.”

We lock eyes. Hers shines curiosity and mine shines intent. I want her to understand that I’m not going anywhere unless it’s with her. For a moment, I allowed my eyes to fall on her gloss-coated lips, then the rest of her body to make my message clear. Something in me wanted the boldness to leak and tell her how badly I wanted her to fuck her, but I chose to play it safe.

“Thirty-five.”

“Me or you?” I teased, earning another eye roll from her.

“And for your information,”—she raises her left hand—“territory off limits. I have a husband.”

Oh, so she is married.

Funny she thinks that’s going to stop me. Like I’m supposed to give a fuck.

“Well, I think it’s silly that your husband is allowing such a beautiful woman such as yourself”—my eyes roam along her curves—“to come out alone and potentially have other men make a move on her. No?”

She narrowed her eyes. “What are you trying to say, Geto? Just spit it out.”

Say my fucking name like that again.

I got up from my seat, invading her personal space to ghost my lips along her ear, making it clear, “I want to fuck you. . . so badly. ” The last words came out as a faint whisper.

I stood there for a moment so my clear message could linger. If I didn’t know any better, her breathing quickened for a moment. I sat back in my seat and watched her attentively to see if I could catch a reaction. Her face showed none, but the subtle uncrossing and crossing of her legs told me everything I needed to know.

She’s aroused.

Wet .

Dripping.

But she didn’t say anything. Only cleared her throat and sipped on her near-empty glass of wine.

We sat in silence for at least ten minutes, and just when I was about to call the bartender for another round for the both of us, she stood up. She started walking away, and rather than reaching for her wrist like I did the last time, I watched her sway her full hips in the direction of the restrooms. She has been drinking, so of course she probably needs to go clear her system. However, the small look over her shoulders in my direction said otherwise.

I chugged the rest of my whiskey, pulled out cash, leaving more than needed, and followed her.

Our lips collided, kissing recklessly like two horny college kids at a frat party. I felt myself becoming greedy and eager to have my hands run along her curves. Her tits, waist, neck—I didn't know which part of her body to focus on because having under the touch of my hands feels so fucking good.

And it didn't help hearing those faint whimpers every grip and nip on her flesh I left.

Maybe my movements are fervent, but I don't give a fuck. Sucking on soft lips to taste those sweet sounds is all I've thought about since I laid my eyes on her. Kissing her alone could make me come in my pants.

My cock is screaming for a release, being uncomfortable due to the restraint of my pants that keeps its hardness from fully erecting. I’m in between wanting to take my time with her and being eager to fuck her, so I choose the latter.

I lifted her with ease onto the sink and break out kiss to drag my lips across her flesh. I suck, nip, and lick that sweet neck of hers. Her whimpers turn into soft moans, and I couldn’t get enough of how sexy she fucking sounds. Not forced. Not trying to impress me. Just pure bliss.

I found my way between her breasts to leave open mouthed kisses while pinching her nipples through the sheer material of her dress. She reacts by lacing her fingers through my hair and pull me closer until I've suffocating against her chest.

Fucking hell. She's needy, too?

“Geto,” she moans.

“Hm? What’s wrong, pretty girl?”

“ I need more. ”

“You need more, what?” I ask, pulling down her straps to expose her breasts.

They’re so full. I’m met with the prettiest tits I've ever seen. Naturally saggy. Slight stretch marks. Dark brown peaks.

They’re fucking perfect.

I continue, “Use your words. I don’t know what you need if you don’t tell me.” Then start sucking on her nipples.

Her gasps fill the bathroom, and while I’m showing love to her breasts, she begins hiking up her dress and spreads her legs.

I smell her.

How wet she is.

Her scent is telling me that she’s dying to cream on my cock. But I need to hear it.

“Geto. . . I need you to fuck me, ” she purrs.

I stopped sucking her breasts to level with her face. Both of our hues are darkening with an appetite for each other. Lust. Hunger. A need for a release. I pulled out a condom from my pocket and held it in my mouth. Without breaking our contact, I unbuckle my pants to push down, along with my briefs, in one motion to free my dick. She looked down and sucked in a sharp breath before bringing her eyes back up to me.

She’s probably thinking that she can’t take me. But she will. That’s what I’m here for. To help her and make sure she does.

I ripped the wrapper with my teeth to roll on my cock, still not taking my eyes off her. I will never stop watching her. I need to see her reaction to everything I do.

When I finish pushing her dress up to her waist.

When her brows draw together when I pull her panties to the side and run my fingers along her puffy folds to rub her clit.

She looks so damn pretty when she’s pleased. I’m anticipating her face when I’m finally inside her.

I pull her to the edge of the sink, lining myself up to her entrance to push in. Though, I was met with an intrusion. My head was barely in.

When was the last time she got fucked?

“Hm, stubborn we’re being. Aren’t we?” I taunt.

“It’s been a minute,” she teases back.

That’s fine. We’ll fix that.

I bring my fingers back to her pussy to warm up her walls. The moment I slipped inside, she immediately clenched around my fingers. I only had two in and I felt like I was being pushed out again. I’m not going anywhere, though.

I pump my digits in and out of her, pulling the most obnoxious and pornographic sounds of wetness. It’s like music to my ears. My only intent was to open her up a bit, but I could tell she was dying to come.

She looks at me through lidded eyes, softly panting and holding my wrist. I pick up my speed while now rubbing her clit with my thumb. Her pussy was squeezing the feeling out of my fingers, indicating she was about to come. So she held my hand in place to ride out her orgasm.

“ F-Fuck . . . Geto. I’m coming.” Earlier she was spicy to me, but now she cries and sounds so sweet dripping on my fingers.

She’s open and ready to come for me again.

I grabbed my cock to slam myself inside of her in one motion, which gifted me with a sharp cry I’m sure anyone outside could hear. She slapped her hand over her mouth to muffle the sounds of pleasure, but I shook my head and removed her hand.

“When I’m inside of you” —I pulled back— “When I’m making you cum.” —I pushed in— “You call me Suguru. Okay?” She nodded, placing her hand below my abdomen to hold my shirt up to prepare for my thrusts. “Good girl.”

I didn’t let her adjust to my size. She could take it. I know she can. I start fucking her with hunger while keeping her legs apart. Gosh, she’s so fucking tight. So wet and warm. I doubt her husband knows what to do with her pussy because she wouldn’t be here crying on my cock.

I stuff every inch of me in her depths to pull out her moans. To watch how gorgeous she looks while being fucked. I want to ask her if can I feel her raw because this fucking rubber is preventing me from feeling her a hundred percent. But I don’t want to show my greed

Not yet, at least.

I’ve never had pussy this good before. Pussy that’s leaking and creaming all over me. No one else deserves this but me. Fucking pussy this good is pure luck, and I feel like the luckiest man alive.

“You’re doing so good, Suguru. This feels so fucking good,” she cries. “Fuck me harder.”

Her praise makes my dick twitch. Imagine being praised by someone with pussy as good as hers.

I’m so lucky.

However, her need for more makes me possessive. I ripped her away from the sink to place her back against the door and fucked her against it. The door jiggles from our intense fucking and it only jumps more the harder I fuck her.

“W-Wait. S-Suguru, it’s too. . . it’s too much, ” she stammered through breathy moans. "You’re too big."

I clicked my tongue. “You begged me to fuck you harder and now it’s too much?” I shook my head. “Take this cock like a good girl because I know you can. I know you can. Just take it for me. Okay? Hm? Will you do that for me? I just want to make you come one more time. Is that okay?”

Every word I spoke to her I felt her squeezing my cock. I can feel her coming again soon. She just needed reassurance.

“. . . Okay. I’ll take it, Suguru. I’ll take it .”

I repeatedly pecked her lips. “Fuck. Thank you, angel. Thank you for giving me this good pussy. This fat wet pussy. Do you realize how good you feel?”

I continued pounding into her pussy and noticed her tits falling out of her dress with every thrust I made. Her chestnut-colored hues glossed with pleasure and tears began pricking the corner of her eyes.

She's high off my fucking. Not her pathetic ass husband. I don't even know the guy, but how much of a dickhead you have to be to not worship as mesmerizing as she is?

I think I’m infatuated.

No, I think I love her. She needs to be mine, and mine only.

I’m the only motherfucker that needs to fuck her like this. I'm not letting this just be a one night stand. I’m going to make her come again tonight. Tomorrow. The day after. The weekend. All day, every day. Only me.

Suguru, relax.

I’m so lost in my thoughts, but her heightened moans brought me back. She doesn’t care about being loud anymore. Yes. Cry my name loud enough so the whole restaurant knows who’s making you come like a slut in the bathroom.

“Yes. Oh, fuck, yes! Give it to me, Suguru. Give it,” she begs while rubbing her clit. “I’m about to come again.”

I push past my thrusts, digging my fingers into her flesh to keep her in place. “Look at my pretty girl taking this fucking cock.” I fuck her with the energy of a lion chasing its prey. “Like this?”

She nods, desperately. "Yes. Yes, like that, Sugu. I'm coming. I'm fucking coming."

I’m indecisive about letting her moans roam freely or devouring them with a kiss. And she looks so pretty. That fucking smile while libido pumps through her veins has my cock jumping inside of her unruly. I’m doing my best to hold back my release, but the feel of her pussy is not making it easy.

I look down between us and fucking groan from seeing the creamy mess she’s making. My cock down to my balls. The hem of my shirt. Her thighs. Even after she orgasmed, her pussy grips me. How could I not be greedy?

“One more?” I panted, smirking.

Her eyes blew wide. “S-Suguru, no. I don’t think I can.”

“So why is your fucking pussy still squeezing me?” I was left with nothing but a whimper. “Exactly. Keep rubbing your clit until you come again and squirt all over me.”

I remove her from the door to hook my arms under her thighs to have her meet with my intense thrusts. She hooks one of her hands around my neck while the other is being used to play with herself. I feel my balls growing heavy and slapping against her sex.

I was recklessly fucking her pussy like I have no home training. I moan for her. Call for her despite me not knowing her name. I’m lucky. I’m so, so lucky. Fuck her husband. This pussy is mine. I don’t care if this is our first encounter. I’ll kill over pussy like this.

“Ahh, fuck!” I growled. My release crept up to the tip of my cock and sprayed the inside of the condom while I fucked her through both of our orgasms. She came between us, drenching my cock, shirt, and pants with her squirt.

I hope she doesn’t think this is the last time we’ll see each other.

I rest my face on the side of her cheek, breaking heavily from that intense orgasm. I know the condom is filled to the stop. I had years worth of come built inside of me, and I still feel like I have more to give.

She looks at me, eyes still filled with lust and smirks. “Not too bad, Geto.”

“I thought I told you to call me Suguru,” I say, leaving kisses on her neck.

“You said only when I’m coming on your dick.”

She listens.

“I did say that. Didn’t I?” I let out an airy chuckle. “Still call me Suguru.”

“Okay, Suguru .” It rolls off her tongue perfectly even when she’s not moaning. “I enjoyed myself.”

I nipped on her jawline before meeting her lips with a sensual kiss. “I did too. I want to do it again.”

“You got three nuts out of me. How needy can you be?” she teases.

If only she knew.

“No. Not tonight. I mean, I wouldn’t mind, but not tonight. Another time.”

She looks at me in confusion. “One night stands aren’t your cup of tea?” She taps my shoulders to let her down so she can start fixing herself. We shared a final moan when I removed my cock from her pussy. The lost contact makes me want her more.

“Yeah, they are, " I answered. "But I don’t think there’s anything wrong with enjoying each other’s company. No?”

“No, but”–she pulls down her dress—“you’re forgetting that I’m married.”

I arched my brow, teasingly. “Did I forget or did you?”

She glares at me. “Seems like I have a thing for jackasses with good dick.”

There goes that spice again.

“Look. That’s not what I meant and you know that.”

“Ha. Oh, do I?”

I watched her finish adjusting herself in the mirror, grabbing her purse, and heading for the door. The moment her hand lands on the handle, I put my hand on top of hers to keep the knob from turning. By all means, she’s not a short woman. Maybe five-foot-seven at most. But even with heels, I tower her.

Wrapping my free arm around her waist, I push myself against her so she can feel my erection against her ass. My lips meet with her ear, and I know she’s affected by my actions because I heard the moment her breath hitched.

“It’s just. . . you’re so damn beautiful. You can’t give me that good pussy and expect me to only want it once,” I whisper. “I haven’t even tasted you yet.”

“ Suguru . . .” Her voice was soft, barely above a hushed tone.

“Hm?”

She turns around. Our eyes lock once more. Her plush lips ghost over mines, nearly kissing me, but says, “Go fuck yourself,” and walks out the door.

Yeah. I think I love her.

I follow behind her like a lost puppy. “Wait!” She stops in the hallway near the bathrooms. “You still didn’t give me your name.”

Smirking over her shoulder, she left me there with a semi-hard cock and her name.

“Y/N.”

Y/N. . . Perfect.

I hope she doesn’t think this will be the last time I see her.

It’s not.

Far from it.

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dionysianivy · 3 months ago

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𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 - 𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬

September 1: Uranus Retrograde in Taurus

It's a perfect time to let go of toxic relationships and habits. Focus on finding freedom and pleasure without going overboard.

September 1: Pluto Retrograde in Capricorn

Reflect on your personal life, achievements, and experiences from 2008 to 2024. As Pluto enters Capricorn for the last time in our lifetime, it's a great opportunity to say goodbye to your old self and start a new chapte

September 2: New Moon in Virgo

Ideal time for setting new routines, focusing on health, and getting productive.

September 2: Mars in Gemini Square Neptune in Pisces

Get ready mentally and physically & stay grounded as summer ends and responsibilities return.

September 4: Mars Enters Cancer

Protect your energy during this emotionally charged period.

September 6: Mercury in Leo Square Uranus in Taurus

Expect some chaos in your life so it's ideal to treat yourself to feel better and also do the things that makes you happy and at peace.

September 7: Sun in Virgo Opposite Saturn in Pisces

Reflect on boundaries in your life and decide which to keep or break.

September 8: Pallas Enters Sagittarius

Expand your mind and your soul through learning and exploration. Connect with Athena's wisdom.

September 8: Mercury Enters Virgo

Reorganize and get back on track after recent chaotic or exhausting events.

September 11: Mercury in Virgo Sextile Mars in Cancer

Speak honestly to strengthen your relationships + being a people pleaser would only attract the wrong people around you.

September 12: Sun in Virgo Square Jupiter in Gemini

Solve problems by staying grounded and avoiding overthinking. Everything would work out in the end ♡

September 14: Venus in Libra Trine Jupiter in Gemini

A great day for socializing or making friends/ romantic moves.

September 17: Full Moon Lunar Eclipse in Pisces

Face harsh truths and address long-ignored issues. It's hard but it's going to heal your soul.

September 18: Mercury in Virgo Opposite Saturn in Pisces

Hard work will pay off today so be ready to harvest your effort made for the past months ♡

September 19: Sun in Virgo Trine Uranus in Taurus

Enjoy the lighter side of life; We need duality to continue this journey but today is perfect for doing only what you love and see the bright side of things.

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Take some time to listen to your body, to your mind, to your soul; Also rest if needed!

September 21: Sun in Virgo Trine Pluto in Capricorn

Ask for what you deserve, whether it's a raise or recognition. There is a good time also to have a conversation with Universe, your deities etc.

September 22: Sun Enters Libra / Fall Equinox// MABON 🍎

Autumn begins. Focus on balance and fairness in relationships. Prepare yourself for upcoming work/projects etc. Also balance your motivation with some rest as you feel the beginning of Autumn. Celebrate Mabon the way you want!!

September 22: Venus in Libra Square Pluto in Capricorn

Tensions in relationships may surface. It's better to be honest with others and with yourself to rebuild trust.

September 22: Venus Enters Scorpio

Relationships become intense and passionate.

September 24: Mercury in Virgo Trine Uranus in Taurus

Stay motivated to reach your year-end goals. There are a few months left of this year so don't give up, you can do it!

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A good day for creative breakthroughs and making dreams practical. Ideal for activites that enhance your artistic/creative nature (painting, photography, writing etc.)

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Great day for job interviews or pitching ideas. Just like a fox, your cleverness will shine.

September 26: Mercury Enters Libra

Conversations can become more diplomatic, but don't avoid important decisions. It's crucial to address issues directly while striving for fairness and harmony. Use this time to find balanced solutions that satisfy all parties involved

September 29: Mars in Cancer Trine Saturn in Pisces

Nurture others today, but be patient and understanding. Show some empathy to the people around you.

September 30: Sun in Libra Conjunct Mercury in Libra

Focus on your public image, it's a good day for making an impression if needed.

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the---hermit · 1 year ago

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31|08|2023

Tis the last day of August, and my brain is shifting in autumn mood already. Today I went to my local haberdashery shop (which btw I had no idea had this name in English so yay me for learning a new word, I guess?) and I got yarn for a nee project. I saw online these adorable cardigans with mushroom embroidery/applications, and I decided I had to try making my own. I got these beautiful earthy and muted colours, and I am vibing with them so much. It's exactly the type of colours I feel like surrounding myself with in the moment of my life. I have never made anything like this before and I am not following a pattern so cross your fingers for me that something nice will come out of this. I also worked a bit in my family's store this morning, and then I spent the afternoon crocheting.

Chill hobbit summer activites of the day:

Read in the morning

Answered texts

Took a small morning walk

Ran errands and got this stunning yarn

Worked

Planned my crochet project on a small notebook my mom got me, that I decided to turn into my crochet journal

Crocheting + listening to podcasts

Enjoyed the slowness of the day

Irish practice on duolingo

Started putting together an autumn moodboard

📖: The Dragon Republic by R.F. Kuang

#studyblr #studyinspo #bookblr #currently reading #crochet #crocheting #journal #journaling #chill hobbit summer #productivity #self care #mine #the---hermit

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ell0ra-br3kk3r · 1 year ago

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1.5k followers... woooww thank you guys so so much! fall is finally hereeeeeeee so obviously, that's the theme :)

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the main fandoms for this event are the grishaverse and the wizarding world both golden and marauders era (please specify if you want marauders or golden). but any of the characters from my list will be accepted! please let me know if you have a preference for pronouns, otherwise i'll default to she/her !!!

masterlist | character list | navigation

willow ~ blurb requests! y'all know how this works, send me a prompt along with a character and i'll write you a small blurb (blurbs will be posted on my writing blog (@/ell0ra-br3kk3r-writes))

champagne problems ~ ships! send me your ideal fall/autumn themed date and i'll ship you with a character (please specify gender and fandom prefrence)

gold rush ~ send me a few photos of your clothing style/dream clothing style and i'll tell you what fandom you belong in (from the fandoms/books i've read)

'tis the damn season ~ send me this along with a fic you've written (for the fandoms i write for) and i'll tell you my favorite parts, it's like i'm annotating your fic the way i do my books

tolerate it ~ send me a few of your favorite fall activites and a character and i'll make a mood board

no body no crime ~ send me this along with your favorite character and i'll make you a mini mood board and playlist based off the vibes your blog gives (moots only)

happiness ~ random asks! cym, kmk, or any other random questions or games!

tags:

@jahayla-parker @maliciousbrekker @romanticvampire @nikfigueiredo @brekkershadowsinger @brekkers-desigirl @alexis-angelsss @thebestieyoureinlovewith @futurecorps3 @doyouknowwhoyouare13 @basicallyjustmuggleremuslupin @hope92100 @ketterdam-snack-bar @sleepless-crows @clunaes @imabee-oralizard @magicchai @miss-celestial-being @wolfstardaughter-jj @starstruckwillows @stars-havefallen @kitty0621 @sp1rit-realm

#1.5k followers #follower celebration #kaz brekker x reader #jesper fahey x reader #nikolai lantsov x reader #harry potter x reader #draco malfoy x reader #sirius black x reader #remus lupin x reader #james potter x reader

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justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms · 4 months ago

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Hi there! Thanks again for reaching me out ^^ I'd like to request a matchup for JJK, MHA and Haikyuu please!

Name: you can use Yuno if needed :)

Pronouns: he/him

Sexuality: I'd like to be paired with male characters

Zodiac: Sagittarius

Appearance: east Asian, slim build, black short hair (two blocks haircut), I wear cargo pants with t-shirts (either black, grey or white) and sneakers. I prefer practical clothes. The simpler the better.

Personality: funny, curious, love to eat and travel, make new interesting friends, discover new activities and new places. I'm also analytical, I understand things people don't say or explain. Loved-ones say I can be blunt, opinionated, creative and love to persuade others. Independent, hard to know and anticipate. I really like to tease people, and even those I do not know well yet.

Likes: spring, summer, dots and cats, eating, traveling, try new activites/dishes, chill out on the sofa, sometimes play video games (Zelda BOTW and TOTK, Okami, Smash Bros, Life is Strange...), watching movies at the cinema, joking around and teasing people, laughing without any restraint, a nice walk in the countryside.

Dislikes: noisy people for no reason, brainless people, people walking too slow, rain, autumn.

Hobbies: writing with people, walking around, eating, going out, cooking, gardening.

extras: I'm a spring/summer person even if I have a hard time standing the heat, I prefer cats but I have a doggo energy somehow. I enjoy writing with others people (never alone because I get bored), discussing about philosophy, joking around and challenge authority.

Thanks a lot!

Hi Juno! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took a while. I hope you like your matchups!

In Jujutsu Kaisen, I match you with...

You and Megumi are both quite blunt and while you might think that would lead to conflict, it actually leads to a very open and clear relationship.

He’s so glad you like dogs. Sure, his divine dogs are there to help him with his curse expelling work but he does have a soft spot for them. He’ll call them out so they can say hello to you from time to time.

I don’t see him as a fan of noisy people either (despite spending so much time around people like Nobara and Itadori). He’s happy to just spend time with you.

Megumi enjoys discussing philosophy with you a lot more than he thought he would. I see him as someone who likes deep conversation but only with a few select people. You fall into that category for him.

I think Megumi would enjoy gardening with you. It’s something relaxing and he can turn his mind off while doing it. Plus he gets to enjoy your presence while you both concentrate on the job at hand.

In My Hero Academia, I match you with...

You and Shoto are a good match since you’re both very different and very similar. You balance each other out in the best ways.

Loves taking walks with you. It really clears his mind and he gets to spend time with you one on one so it’s a win-win.

I think Shoto would also enjoy trying new foods with you. Sure, he knows what he likes but he’s also open to trying new things, especially if you’re trying them with him.

Writing pals! I see Shoto as someone who likes writing down his thoughts and being a bit poetic from time to time. If he gets to write with you and then swap work, he’d have a blast.

Please help him make new friends as well. He’s only got a handful of them and he’d love to make more. He’s just not sure how to go about it without some help.

In Haikyuu, I match you with...

You and Daichi would be rest buddies. He tends to over work himself sometimes so it’s good having you there to make him take regular breaks when he needs them.

I think Daichi would enjoy trying new things with you. He’s got volleyball but he’s always looking to try out new hobbies and broaden his horizons.

He likes that you’re opinionated. Being the captain of a volleyball team means you have to be decisive and have strong opinions. Being with someone who’s the same is good for him.

No need to worry about slow walkers when you’re around Daichi. He’s super tall and takes long strides so he’s a very fast walker. If anything, you might need him to slow down.

I think Daichi would also enjoy travelling and exploring new places so he’d love to tag along with you whenever you go somewhere new. He’d also invite you along whenever the team goes away for a match or a competition.

#writing #fanfic #matchup #matchup request #request #jujutsu kaisen #megumi fushiguro #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #shoto todoroki #haikyuu #daichi sawamura

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evengirlierballs · 1 year ago

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What are your NITW headcanons?

I HAVE A LIST: 1. Gregg is trans and might realize that after they start living in bright harbour 2. Bea and Jackie are the best two characters to ship don't @ me. 3. The Janitor is a cryptid who just shows up to fix things when people are going through difficult transitions, hence is obsession with fixing doors. He's always helping people through thresholds of uncertainty 4. Germ is. 5. Gregg and angus will eventually break up/join a polycule after seeing what else is out there, since right now theyre the only gay boys in town to their knowledge. 6. Mae is Nonbinary (directly disproven in a statement by the creators, i simply do not care) 7. Gregg and Mae and Angus are all supposed to be fat characters!!!! I continue to re-iterate this and display it in my work. Most people dont have a problem with angus being fat but they will often draw gregg as a twink and mae as a female twink, but:

THIS BOY IS WIDER THAN HE IS TALL LIKE GOT DAMN how are people still pretending that he's a twinklet. all i have to say is NUH UH! and for mae, her clothes are often depitcted as too small and i just like the idea of her form matching gregg's as their connection is strong. 8. Gregg clearly prefers physical activites like skating, biking, smashing cars with bats, crossbowing, knife fighting, archery (etc) but I also totally feel like he's a nerd you know? like he'd totally have a fun night with angus and mae and bea playing DnD or something, He may not have always been into that stuff, but Angus would totally get him into it. 9. [SPOILERS AHEAD] I believe that obnoxious church group was part of the secret town cult. We never get to know all of who was a part of the conservative uncle cult, and what we do know about the members is vague at best. But, there's a small list of people i noticed who don't show up for the final day of the game before band practice, it could just be a coincidence, ya know, theyre just sleeping in or something, But i wouldn't be surprised if those shitheads who refused to house bruce bit it at the bottom of the well. For a while I also thought Bea's dad and Aunt Molly were part of the cult, but in the weird autumn edition, both of those characters are encountered during the final day/cutscene on mae's puter. 10. Mae's grandad and that older union dog lady (sasha? i think?) were totally slonkin' each other's shit silly style between/at protests. 11. If you smack gregg's knife enough times in the knife fight scene, it'll break! and he'll replace it with a much cooler orange knife. This isn't a headcanon, this is just a fun fact from me! Lar! 12. Angus is definitely the top, he's just soft about it. and gregg is just a hyperactive bottom. 13. In the scene where mae attends the party in the woods with her friends, The eternal idea of, "a douchebag with an acoustic guitar who does nothing but bring it to parties to play one song" is referenced. It is my personal headcanon that that guy is playing wonderwall. 14. my cat is currently trying to attack my butterflies hold on 15. When pastabilities opens, the gang will all get a delicious meal there, and it will be revealed that pastabilities has a local music night every tuesday, and as a result, Mae and Gregg convince bea and angus to finally play out, and they go to pastabilities to perform their first ever (mini) (unnoficial) (local) concert.

#night in the woods #Lar answers

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blackbullswk · 1 year ago

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BLACKBULLSWEEK'23! (first day)

It's november 11th, here's the first day's prompts; a day of autumn vibes and activites! We look forward to everyone's works!

- Tag: blackbullsweek2023 - AO3 Collection: Black Bulls Week 2023 - Prompts/Rules/etc: Pinned Post

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#black clover #first day #blackbullsweek2023

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isadollie · 5 months ago

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Hi! I'd like a matchup please. I pick Blue Lock and Haikyuu.

Name: Yuno.

Pronouns: he/him.

Pairing: Okay with both men and women.

Dislike: noisy people for no reason, brainless people, people walking too slow, rain, autumn.

Hobbies: writing with people, walking around, eating, going out, cooking, gardening.

Aesthetic: cottagecore.

Appearance: east asian, black short hair (two blocks haircut), I wear shorts or cargos pants with t-shirts (often black, grey or white) and white sneakers. The simpler the better.

Personality: people say I'm demanding, independent, creative, speaking my mind even when facing authority. I love to tease people for fun, asking everything, saying nonsense, analyzing things, observing my environment.

Dream birthday: a trip to east asia.

Love language: physical contact (giving), words of affirmation (receiving).

Zodiac sign: Sagittarius.

Favorite songs: Atom Heart Mother (Pink Floyd), Behind The Wheel (Depeche Mode), Riders On The Storm (The Doors), Decades (Joy Division), L'Aventurier (Indochine).

Thanks a lot!

— matchup —

if you'd want a matchup too, make sure to check out this! link

i match you with...

Sugawara Koushi!

★ i feel like he would absolutely love to take part in your hobbies! especially gardening, i imagine Suga loves all types of plants, and watching them grow; taking care of them would be very satisfying for him!

★ nice and long walks on a spring evening with you would be his favourite way to calm down after a stressful day

★ i think he would admire how independent you are, feeling proud of you about that aspect

★ cook for him and he's in love! he'll try any type of dish you make happily, and brag to his friends and family about how good of a cook you are

★ i think he'd also like to tease others for fun, so that might result in a little teasing battle between you two; who will win??

i match you with...

Nagi Seishiro!

★ i think he would like the way you dress!

★ we all know he's not a big fan of.. doing too much. however, if it was for a person he really cares about, i'm sure he would travel with you, knowing that it's important to you!

★ really admires the way you're able to speak your mind in every situation without getting scared

★ king of resting, chilling, napping, you name it. would be happy if you joined him, 100%, extra points if you're watching a cool movie while resting [you can choose the movie.. but he's the one choosing next time!]

★ whenever he gets a new game, he makes sure to tell you all about it; asks if you'd like to try it out with him. if one game is really hard for you, he'll let you win to make you happy, cause when you're happy, he is as well:)

hello! i hope you liked it! my second match for you was nishinoya, but then i thought sugawara will be better:)

#anime headcanons #anime #matchup #matchups #haikyuu #haikyuu matchup #haikyu x reader #haikyuu sugawara #sugawara kōshi #hq sugawara #kozume kenma #blue lock nagi #blue lock #bllk x reader #bllk #blue lock isagi #nagi seishiro

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brasideios · 1 year ago

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A Random Valhalla Fanfic Snippet

A couple of years ago, I replaced my iPad mini with an iPad, and since then, I’ve not really looked in the notes app. And the thing is, I used to write all my fanfic there. The notes app was basically broken and refused to move things to the cloud, so I used to email them to myself. But there were things I never bothered to move.

Anyway, in the search for old login details today, I booted up ye olde iPad mini, and on a whim, peeped into my notes app. I really had forgotten the volume of writing I’d left behind.

The good news is the app & cloud decided to oblige me at last, and all my writing has now been moved from the local drive to the cloud - hooray!

It opened on a snippet of AC Valhalla fic that I have no recollection of writing. I have no idea where it was going. I don’t think I knew even in March of 2021.

But heck. I’m posting it here because I felt like I was visiting old friends for a moment, and maybe someone else might like to as well. Nostalgia: my besetting sin :)

8 Mar 21.

Petra was up before the rest of the village most days, and this morning was no different. It was just as the world began to tip from dark to light, while the seasons began to tip from light to dark - the beginning of autumn, the air redolent with smoke, and the soft drip of rain from the eves into thick leaves below.

As she slung her bow and quiver over her shoulder and ducked out the door, a breeze was blowing high in the landmark tree, flapping the green banners against the lightening sky, and she could just make out the shifting shapes of clouds - she thought it likely to rain again before midday.

She cut through the town, heading towards the western edge of the village down near the river; passing the bureau where she caught a glimpse of Hytham rubbing his eyes in candlelight, a scroll already in hand though not yet unrolled; then she passed the cartographers and Swanburrow’s home, and there the woods took over.

She could always breathe easier beyond the small community. Being in the forest, the quiet of the hunt - that was what she lived for.

It’d been difficult in the first years, when she and Eivor had briefly been seeing each other. She’d hoped for more, but the whole time knowing deep down that that was more than she could really hope for; so when it’d petered out, she hadn’t been surprised.

What she hadn’t expected was Ubba Ragnarsson. When he’d appeared in the village and taken up his place as Eivor’s consort, there’d been real bitterness. Seeing them together, so totally in love, was enough to make her sick. She was ashamed now of the times she had tried to persuade Wallace to leave the village. Fortunately, he’d only shaken his head and told her he’d warned her not to get involved, and she’d just have to learn to live with it.

They hadn’t talked for a time; but that too had passed. And she had learnt to live with it, though it was still not easy sometimes…

She pushed these thoughts aside as she reached the quiet rustle of the woods. Hunting required concentration. There was no time to dwell.

Hytham heard rather than saw Petra passing outside, and glanced out into the relative darkness to gauge how long it would be before the sun came up.

He’d agreed to meet with Olsen, the cartographer, early. He’d returned to Ravensthorpe from Lunden with a new map he promised Hytham he’d want to see. Hytham had suggested he show him it straight away - sleep, like everything else, could wait - but it’d been very late, and Olsen said laughingly that he wanted to bathe and get some rest.

Hytham didn’t understand this weakness to fatigue. He slept little and lightly himself, but he knew better than to press him. He’d learnt the hard way to bend to the needs of others...

There was the sudden clanging of the bell at the Jomsviking Hall, carried across the town on the wind. Eivor was awake then, he thought, preparing to go on a raid.

Hytham frowned. He didn’t understand their obsession with that particular activity at all; but he added with a sigh to himself, people in general were an enigma to him.

Vagn was woken by the bell. He stirred, but by his side Earys sat bolt upright.

‘That fucking bell,’ she said, and hastily stood to dress. ‘I swear I’m going to fling it in the river.’

‘You’ll do no such thing,’ Vagn said comfortably, smiling happily at her as she stormed towards the door. He loved to see her angry. At her infernal best.

She paused before going outside to blow him a kiss, then she was gone.

Vagn lingered lazily for a moment. He could hear both Eivor and Ubba talking outside with a cluster of keen Jomsvikingr in preparation for the raid.

He should get up. He would get up. Any moment now…

Eivor’s lieutenant, Varfeitr, saw Earys leaving Vagn’s hut and raised a hand in respectful greeting.

She nodded and passed on, and he turned to Eivor.

‘Rollo wants to come with us. He’s been petitioning me relentlessly.’

Eivor grinned.

‘Rollo! I thought he had his hands full?’

Tove, who’d been sleeping with him since Yule, had caught him making eyes and crude suggestions to Sunniva when he’d drunk too much ale. Sunniva had, of course, laughed in his face, and told him she had more than enough trouble with two lovers and a small daughter - but Tove had been wildly furious, no matter how many times he’d apologised.

Varfeitr smiled. ‘He does - I think that’s why he wants to come.’

Eivor considered this. ‘Alright. Take orders to the barracks. Tell him he can go. You’ll raid along the border of Snotinghamscire. There’s a letter that needs taking to Vili Hemmingson. Be sure you see it delivered.’

Ubba looked at Eivor from the side of his eye, lips pursed.

Varfeitr nodded. ‘You wish me to lead?’

‘It’s your decision. Finnr can do it if you’d rather come with us to the Exe.’

‘No - I’ll go north, make sure the letter reaches Hemsthorpe.’

Eivor rested a hand on his shoulder for a moment, and said ‘My thanks. Travel safely.’

‘You too, my jarl.’

Vagn had finally dragged himself from his bed. He emerged out of the hut just as the sun peeped over the hills and through the trees.

He said cheerfully, ‘You’re early and loud this morning.’

Eivor smiled. ‘Ravensthorpe is making you soft.’

Vagn chuckled, but didn’t deny it.

‘The Exe today you said?

‘Last raid of the season I think.’

He pondered the sky, as though the future days could be read there.

‘We might risk another yet - but we’ll see what the weather does.’

He went to oversee last minute preparations, and Eivor turned to Ubba.

‘You’ll be alright here, with Norna?’

‘Of course,’ he said, smiling, though feeling a little terse. He hated watching the raiders leave. That first day was always the worst. By tomorrow, he knew, he would have got over it.

Eivor studied his face a moment, then nodded, reassured.

‘Then I’ll see you in a few days.’

‘You will. Be safe.’

Eivor grinned. ‘Of course. Then he turned away - but he paused a moment to look back and say, ‘No jumping off the lookout this time.’

Ubba only grunted, but he couldn’t entirely repress the smile this roused. Eivor would never let him forget about the damn broken leg.

#assassin’s creed valhalla #eivor varinsson #ravensthorpe #fanfiction #i wish I knew what I’d intended for this #some small things have returned reading it #but this is the joy of archives I guess #jpdoingwords

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charmblooded · 8 months ago

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GOLDEN SPICE CIDER ╱ a warm and buzzy autumnal drink, perfect for the season and sure to banish any chills. both alcoholic and non-alcoholic varieties available.

A cup is handed to the golden haired boy. "Here you are Dia. Share a warm drink with me, will you? A mother has missed out on far too many years of your smile." An arm is placed around his back and she pulls him close, resting her head on his shoulder. "Ah...you've really grown so much."

Dia. The nickname is a fond thing, warm on mother's-tongue and warmer still with the drink between his hands. Where her head brushes his shoulder, light blossoms, near-blinding. Impossibly warm, a tended hearth, a tender heart.

"Mother," is where his answer begins - the shape of the word near novel in his mouth. "Of course. I still haven't managed to grow much, though, I'm afraid."

His smile is naturally askew, the disarming charm he wields all-too easily. The smile he inherited from her - were they to be painted side-by-side, smile-by-smile, he suspects they'd be a near perfect match.

"Thank you."

He sips his drink and watches activites in abundance - paint upon student faces, cupcakes, wrestling, and all sorts of silly little games - when he spots his cousin's golden hair amidst a crowd, a pair of antlers upon his head. If his smile did not split his face, it surely does now.

The cup is placed on a table. He finds his mother's hand.

"Come! Let's watch."

And perhaps he will partake, himself.

(He most certainly will.)

#GDpride2024 #lost mother's love - 𝓁𝒶𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓈. | ask 01.

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ariparri · 2 years ago

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Cardverse Events

I don't know why I made it this way, they were supposed to be basic descriptions but it's all done! xD I was also planning on giving Diamonds the chariot racing but then I already gave Spades the steam cart race and I didn't want any duplicate events so I went with harpastum. And due to the lack of information on harpastum, I combined it a bit with the ancient Greek game, Episkyros.

Cardverse Masterlist

Harpastum

Hosted by Diamonds

To succeed in Diamonds’ event of harpastum, you require agility, speed, and endurance. The aim of the game was to get the ball while in possession over the opponent’s defending line. These teams would face each other in a field divided by a line in the center and another line a set distance behind each team to mark the ends of the field. The team in control would kick or throw the ball between or over the head of their opponents to each other. If you dropped the ball or your opponent intercepted, the other team takes possession and aims to get the ball down the other end of the field. Due to the lack of gear, the game can get pretty violent with players getting a broken limb or other injuries. Players are able to tackle a player from the opposing team to prevent them from retrieving the ball.

Anyone from any region can participate

Bets can be placed

Both teams will have 12 players each, 7 playing on the field. People from other regions can make up each team.

Hosted in autumn season

Prizes Winning team members will receive medals, a decorative Harpastum ball. A banquet is held and Diamonds’ theatre members will host a performance.

Passion Ball

Hosted by Hearts

The Passion Ball is a masquerade hosted by the Monarchs of Hearts. It is a fun event, and can provide an environment for healthy social interaction between people. It’s a great time to renew old friendships and forge new ones. It was originally open to only the rich around Cinderhaven, but has since been open to the entire public. Usually hosted in the winter season.

Dress Code Formal Attire or Costumes Masks

Activites Music of the Night - Guests can take the stage to perform Best Mask/Outfit Contest Auction

Abraxan Derby

Hosted by Clubs

There are two teams with all participants riding on abraxans. The teams compete against each to score points. Number of points the goal is worth is determined by the rider flying through the floating jewels within the stadium.

Ruby - 50

Emerald - 25

Sapphire - 10

- Anyone is invited to watch

- Bets can be placed

- Both teams will have four players each, one being the captain. People from other regions can make up each team.

- Players can get members of the opposing team out by knocking them off their Abraxan

Hosted during spring

Penalties

- Charging into the Abraxan directly and harming them

- Directly attacking the opponent or horse-collar tackle

Prize Members of the winning team will receive a plaque and medal. A feast will also be held in their honor while Clubs’ entertainers perform for the entire room. The entertainment is mainly sand or bubble artists

Steam Cart Race

Hosted by Spades

People from all over Cinderhaven can attend the event to either watch or join the race. Bets can be placed on who the winner racers will be. Usually hosted during the summer

Requirements

- Must be 18 and have a license to drive a steam cart

- Your own steam cart

- Your own team or sponsor

- A reserved driver can take over if the main driver is unavailable

Penalties

- False start

- Blocking another driver upon start

- Using illegal or not approved parts

- Causing crash accidents

Prize First Place - Trophy, Gold Medal Second Place - Acrylic Stand, Silver Medal Third Place - Resin Stand, Bronze Medal

A banquet will be held for the three winners. Entertainment is usually in the form of ventriloquists and comedians though sometimes light walkers on stilts and their wind-up dolls or statues steal the show

Bizarro Scavenger Hunt

Since the Jokers Domain is a carnival and amusement park, everyone can already have their own fun with the never ending rides and games! But like the other regions, the Jokers host their own grand event.

In the Bizarro Scavenger Hunt, participants will take part scavenging throughout the region collecting different items and performing different activities or challenges. Be careful of the weather though! It changes for an important reason or by the two Jokers' will.

Anyone from any region can participate

Can work in teams or solo

The goal is to find all items, or complete all challenges, on the list

Event ends when a player/team completes the list

Playing grounds is the entirety of the Jokers Domain

Hosted whenever the Jokers feel like it.

Point System Collectibles - 5 Riddles - 15 Challenges - 30

Penalties will lead to point deduction or disqualification

Obtaining an item in a forbidden area

Obtaining an item illegally

Stealing another player/team's item/replacing lists

Altering the list/sabotaging another team or Joker's attraction may result to automatic disqualification

Prizes

Crowned the "Majesty of Fools" for the rest of the day

A chalice trophy with the engraving “Bizarro Champion”

Next circus act will be in winner's honor

#hphm cardverse #hphm cardverse events #hogwarts mystery

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igarashi-sensei · 2 years ago

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Part XV; My attempt to poorly translate the twitter sns videos on the boys using google translate since I know nothing about kanji, hiragana and the sorts:

Screenshoted from the video seen on: @cooldoji_PR

(Also interpreting what google was actually trying to say because it doesn't completely translate the letters given at times. My curiousity is killing me too soo here we are! Feel free to correct and share an actual proper translation to these!)

View screenshots from left to right!

1.) Sōma, Shun and Hayate's gc; in Hayate's sns view:

Shun: Sorry!

Sorry for replying late, the club activites took too long

Hayate: Don't worry about it.

Thank you for your hard work.

Sōma: How are you today?

Shun: Very good condition.

It's decided.

Sōma: As expected!

Shun: Because my club activities are full power.

2.) Hayate: For Shun-kun, the phrase "Autumn of Sports" is perfect.

Sōma: I wonder if I can move my body once in a while.

During the next break, along with Mima-san, why don't we all play sports together?

Shun: Okay, but what are you doing?

Hayate: Hmmm....

Shun: Handball is too good for me

What can we do?

3.) Hayate: A little bit of volleyball......

Sōma: I'm gonna go with basketball!

Hayate: Mima-san used to do archery when he was a student

Sōma: Archery is a bit....(laughs)

Shun: Too high a hurdle to try.

Hayate: That's true (laughs)

You've been able to separate the types of things you're good at.

4.) Sōma: Let's take a break and play catch or run.

Shun: Are you waiting for it?

#cool doji danshi #nata kokone #kokone nata #play it cool guys #soma shiki #sōma shiki #souma shiki #shun futami #hayate ichikura

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aureliaeiter · 2 months ago

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Just want to share my personal experience in case it helps you and @herbsmoonandstars

I currently worship 4 deities (+ the ones I give offerings to in days dedicated to them like Persephone on the autumn equinox or Janus on the New Year). How do I do this?

I give them weekly offerings based on their corresponding day of the week. So I give physical offerings and do devotional activites for Apollo on Sundays, for Venus on Fridays, and so.

This also helps me structure my own work and personal week. For example, if I have a bunch of mail that I should've answered a week ago, I schedule some time on a Wednesday to answer it both for me and as a devotional activity for Mercury. If I haven't left the house in a week because I was busy, I promise Diana I'll take a walk in the park on Monday. Or maybe take my dog for his yearly checkup in her honour.

I also take time to read an hymn for them on their corresponding weekday. This can be an Orphic hymn, a hymn written by an Ancient author or a hymn written by myself. I usually do this at night-time, right before sleep as some sort of bedtime story. This is especially helpful on days when I don't have the time or the privacy to give the deity a physical offering, because at least I do something for them and I can even do it silently. Like if I'm on vacation with my friends and I have someone sleeping next to me I can just take my phone out and read the hymn in my head.

This methods works for me because it helps me schedule and balance both my spiritual and everyday activities. However, for other people they go the opposite route and just give joint offerings once or twice a week. For me personally this schedule works best as I know I'll be able to fullfill it even if I'm not hyperfixating.

Hope this helped :)

Being hyperfixated on my religion is definitely an experience. Trying really hard to make prayer and offerings into a habit so that when the hyperfixation runs out I won’t neglect my deities.

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violettabalkoff · 2 years ago

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to rotten love; to colby

Colby:

“i know it’s dumb

i know it’s stupid

i just feel like

fuck

i feel like i can save my younger self if i dont damage you

that’s so stupid and self centered

im crying

im sorry”

Violetta:

“i don’t want you to cry”

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

Dear Colby,

This is my final letter to you and one I will not be sending. It’s been two years now since I last felt your touch. There was something so beautiful about the way I fell in love with you, like how autumn leaves decay in hues of red and yellow.

You always told me that I gave you chills whenever I said your name. And now whenever anyone casually says my name in conversation, I feel the chills myself. I don’t think that I noticed this before I loved you, but it is one of the few parts of you that I do not mind carrying with me.

It fascinates me how we adopt aspects of the people that we love. Their mannerisms, likes, dislikes, motivations, interests, activites, etc., become part of us as our love becomes part of us. For a while now, I have held onto the belief that love and admiration are two sides of the same coin. In some way, we must want to be the person we so attentively share our time with. I feel embarrassed to admit that I admired you, but not that I loved you.

You introduced me to the art of sobriety and the art of addiction in one fell swoop: you’d drink and yell and leave me alone for weeks on end. You would hurt me and I would miss you the way one craves a cigarette. My love for you excused your cruelty: it is not his fault, he is his pain. You treated yourself like a disaster -– self deprecating, ashamed. It was uncomfortable, and yet I couldn’t help but want to help you. I guess that’s part of why I made you really leave in the end. I would’ve killed myself to save you, and you wanted so badly to be saved.

What happened in the following months of your forced exile (years now, I guess) was quite spectacular. In your absence, your lack-of, I created an apparition of you -– something between a memory and a ghost. I’d hear your voice in the solemn empty space and see your shape in the silent blue hours before dawn. After a while, you no longer existed. What lingered in my doorway and snapchat and nightmares was your vacuum: a presence created entirely by your absence. And I loved it just as much as I loved you, if not more. I’d watch you sleeping quietly next to me, your imagined body cloaked in the darkness, and wonder what you were thinking. Did you miss me? I’ve learned to accept that it doesn’t matter. You can’t matter to me anymore, for she is a girl and mourning, and I am a miracle and healing. It’s crazy how many months can pass in the space between nightmares and daydreams.

I hope you hold onto memories of the old me, because I don’t remember who I was when I met you. But I loved you, and I think I am my best self when I am loving. I never wanted to hurt you. I still wouldn’t hurt you. Do you remember when I called you last year, weak and remorseful? You hated that I still cared about you.

The guilt of what you’d done to me was eating you alive. You called it by a name I could never say myself. I forgave you, but I didn’t mean it. I just didn’t want you to die. (You asked if I knew your home address. I said no. You gave it to me and told me that you’d pull the plug whenever I said so. But I remember how you cried when you admitted that you were drinking yourself to death. I never understood the guilt until you showed me how. Even with a knife in my gut, my blood pooling on the white cotton sheets, I couldn’t forget the fear in your eyes.) I didn’t talk to fill the quiet space. It felt so easy to be with you as long as I held my tongue.

I’m in college now. I am happier than when I met you and much happier than when I knew you. I have grown out of my girlhood and have learned to survive in the shadow of what I lost, what you took.

Last week, I met a girl who went to high school in Chicago with you. She told me that you two used to swap poetry and that she was worried about your drinking. I told her that we dated and that you’re a horrible person. She said that she never really felt like she knew you, but I knew she meant that she never knew you to be a horrible person. I wanted to ask her a million questions, but I kept quiet. I cried after hearing your name. I wasn’t expecting you -– living, breathing, drinking you -– to exist outside of my memory. I ended the night feeling empty and sour like the air that lingers around rotten fruit. I hate that you still exist, and I hate that no one who knows you knows who you are.

I still think about you. I still hear your raspy, soft, bitter voice in my head. I still talk about you in therapy. And I still miss you so much. There were moments of tenderness -– the way we could laugh together, the way you’d run your fingers through my hair, the way you’d hold my shoulders after making me cry, the way you believed I was the best person you’d ever met, the way you’d look at me, all knowing -– that made it all seem worth it.

Do you remember what I said to you the night after you left me? I do. Over the phone, through hot tears, I said: I love you so much, but you hurt me, and I think I need to stop letting the people I love hurt me. I don’t want to believe this is what love feels like. We can’t be friends. Please don’t contact me again. I’m sorry.

Colby -– my first love, my first true heartbreak, my sweet, my cruel, my beloved, my critic, my anger -– I think it is time for me to let you go. I hope you are well. I hope you are dying. And I hope I never see you again.

With love and no remorse,

Violetta

#writing

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