#buddha express

[galerymod]

Just as treasures are uncovered from the earth, so virtue appears from good deeds, and wisdom appears from a pure and peaceful mind. To walk safely through the maze of human life, one needs the light of wisdom and the guidance of virtue.

Buddha

With this in mind, we wish you all a wonderful and peaceful Christmas season, may we learn to appreciate what is good in our lives and understand how we can bring good into the world.

mod

May the force for good be with us.

[nicholasandriani]

Catching Up and Embracing the Future: Archaeology, My Role in Championing Gameful Learning, the 4R’s, and FutureProofing for 2024 and Beyond

There are many new faces among us here and I’m so grateful for your support and readership as we reach one another from all across this wonderfully delicious planet. I am so proud of all that we’ve built as writers, readers, thinkers, friends, and whatever your calling, it’s the passion, your passion, that inspires me. I wanted to take a moment to reintroduce myself to the new faces and likewise…

[vampcubus]

On the wrestling to grinding w/ best friend Kyo, your head resting on his forearm as he's leaning on his elbow above you, other hand on your hip. Wet kisses trailed up your neck and his hot breath fanning across your cheek. Every now and then there's a particularly rough thrust as he murmurs apologies in your ear. This isn't how he wanted it to go with you but he can't bring himself to stop

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : nsfw, best friend!kyojuro rengoku, fem!reader, modern au, slight size kink, play wrestling -> dry humping pipeline, premature ejaculation. sub!kyojuro implied but the dynamic isn't too prominent in this one.

A TV drama debate quickly turned into playful shoving, which naturally turned into roughhousing, a common practice between you and the man you've known since you could walk. The show is paused in the background, illuminating your bodies in the darkness of your living room as you wrestle on the couch you were previously cuddling on.

You continue to argue over the protagonist's love life, though you put too much weight into a lunge, sending both of you tumbling onto the floor. Ouch. 

“Oof!” Kyojuro grunts, the wind temporarily knocked out of him as his back meets the carpet, and your body follows, falling atop his. 

He rolls over, caging your body beneath his, undeterred by the tumble and you're reminded of just how big he is. He isn't the gangly teen you remember pushing around anymore, but a grown man. It's difficult to reconcile that dorky teen with the pile of muscle he's become. Jeez, when did he bulk up so much? And as you clutch uselessly at his bulging biceps to shove him off you, you can't help but feel him up a little longer than necessary.

Kyojuro's warm weight atop you is all-consuming, sapping the strength from your limbs his body heat melts into yours. Still, you twist in his hold, ignoring the fluttering in your chest to capture him in a headlock. He knocks your arms out of the way, hands sliding beneath you to grip your shoulders, and one of his muscled thighs hooking beneath yours to prevent you from kicking.

You huff, unable to do much but squirm. And squirm you do, never one to give up. 

He loves your fire almost as much as he loves the way you pout when you lose. Before he can gloat, your hips shift over his groin at just the right angle. Kyojuro's bulge is almost perfectly lodged between your thighs, the warmth between them radiating through your clothing. His breath hitches, muscles tensing in response before a violent shudder overtakes him. 

Though he fights to regain control of himself, his cock throbs in his pants, and Buddha he hopes you can't feel him getting hard. You'd tease him endlessly for it, he's sure of it.

Get a hold of yourself, Kyojuro. His eyes pinch shut, cheeks ruddy with warm blood as he feels his body fill with fire. When his golden eyes re-open, he's met with an expression on your face that nearly makes him moan aloud. 

Your brows are twisted in concentration, perhaps to hide how flustered you are by his proximity. Your lips parted slightly, chest heaving from the exertion of your scuffle. Buddha forgive him, his body moves without thought, hips rutting against yours. His swelling erection drags deliciously over your clothed cunt, eliciting a deep rumbling groan that vibrates his whole chest.

Your nails prick into his back, leaving behind red crescent moons on his skin and fuck that feels good too.

Kyojuro murmurs a slurred apology, dipping his head down as his shame paints his cheeks red. Even as he apologizes his hips won't stop, and the feeling of his warm breath on your throat makes you shiver. The shock of the realization that your best friend is humping you leaves you gaping stupidly, and for some reason, you don't tell him to stop. 

You don't punch his shoulder and laugh it off, only stare with widening pupils as the blond all but ruts his hardness against you like an overeager puppy. Why is this so hot? Wrong in many ways obviously, but it’s intoxicating nonetheless to see him unraveling this way. And God, his cock, even through his joggers you can feel how thick he is.

“Kyo,” you began, a protest on the tip of your tongue but your breath hitches as his lips meet the tender flesh of your neck. "K-kyojuro, what are you doing...”

“I can't stop. I'm sorry, I unnnh,” Kyojuro nearly whines, his hand sliding down from your shoulder to grip your hip as his enthusiastic thrusts start to shove you across the floor. "You feel so good.”

“Don't say things like that, idiot,” you hiss, though even as you scold him, you can feel yourself getting slick. His leaking tip nudges your clit just right and you can't stop the soft sound of approval from escaping, nor your legs from locking around his bucking hips. "Fuck, don't stop.”

His cock twitches, aching against your pussy as your perceived acceptance of his desperate act sends him into a frenzy. His weight presses further onto yours, trapping you between his heavy body and the floor. When you toss your head back, his forearm cushions it.

“Love you. Love you – ohh.”

This isn't how he wanted this to go, how he's always imagined himself confessing his feelings for you. But he can't deny either of you this maddening friction, every single rational thought stolen away by your gasping moans.

“Can feel how big you are. Shit, c’mere.”

Your fingers wind in his flaxen hair, gathering it in your fist close to his scalp and tugging his head away from your neck to slant your lips over his. Your clumsy kiss is electric, all he’s ever imagined it would be and not enough all at once, and his hips stutter against yours. He shakes all over, eyes rolling back with a choked cry into your mouth as he abruptly cums in his pants.

“Sorry, I’m… fuuuck,” he whimpers against your lips, the feeling of your tongue slipping past his parted lips forcing another spurt out of him. “Ah. Hmm, wow.”

His half-lidded, apologetic gaze meets yours, a bead of sweat dripping down his hairline.

“What the fuck,” you start, half-chuckling half in disbelief of what just happened. His face burns with the humiliation of not only humping his best friend like some pervert but also blowing his load from you kissing him, like a loser. Before he can apologize again, he takes in your dilated pupils and the way your hips still undulate beneath his heavy weight. “That was so hot.”

In his post-orgasmic haze, he can only groan in response, pressing his face into your shoulder.

“And pathetic,” you teased, and for some reason his softening cock twitches. And of course you notice, because he’s still slotted against your cunt, which is no doubt a sloppy mess of your own slick beneath your clothes. You hadn’t cum, but you hardly care, still on cloud nine from simply watching your favorite person unravel.

“So cruel,” he huffs, nipping at your shoulder in retaliation. 

“You like it. A bit too much apparently– yeowch!” another, harder bite follows, and you erupt in giggles as his thick digits dig into your sides, tickling you. “Touchy. Now are you gonna get up and let me fuck you properly, or are you too tuckered out, pretty boy?”

The way he scrambles off of you and starts pulling at his clothes is way too cute.

[kiddotarot]

YOUR FACE STRUCTURE AND PLANETS RELATIONS

Explanation = 1H and 2H are the house which shows your face structure and the part of your head, voice. And any other planet which influence these houses can decide your face structure and any other combination in your planets can also effect it so you can mix different planet and can recognize your speciality. Special Thanks to jay for teaching me this much ☺️ enjoy!!!

SATURN = If your saturan is in first house or it's aspecting your 1h or it is dominating your chart then you can have some kind of marks on your face , there can be something related to teeth shape. You can always wear a mask of serious person but you can have dark humor, silly jokes is not for you . You can look much mature then your age and saturan is a dry planet so it can also make your hair dry no matter what you try or your body can have high metabolism.

MERCURY = you can have a young look or you can look more younger than your age your facial freature can never change . They can be witty childish and there hair cut will be never stable like the always experimenting with there hairs for example me . Can have big forehead, jupiter prominent people can have big forehead but in Mercury case it shows there sharp and active mind .

JUPITER= There face can always look like laughing Buddha means they can have full cheeks where ever they smile there cheeks lift up. And there body or face can have fat or high metabolism. They often find difficulties for jaw line or sharpness. If it retrogated there nose can be little crooked or sharp and big . There ear lobe can be big and soft fluffy . There ears can be big or charp if there jupiter is exalted ( pisces) again big forehead.

MARS = They always have sharp freature but if mars aspecting your 1H or its in 1H you can have problems of pimples, marks ( specially jupiter and mars have a connection) . Very sharp eyes but small . Dominated mars with Rahu or saturan or strong mars can have big eyebrows and if mars is in prominent position or your Atmakarka they can have joint eyebrows. If your eyebrows is thin then you have sun and mars connection. They can have broad sholders, angry face expression, Specially male can be attractive , strong mars can also give you big arms and chest . Waek mars can give blood imbalance. And mars and moon connection can also make you to put you hair short .

VENUS = The person can have beautiful face and sharp nose there chin can be very structured for example = Lana bel ray , venus and rahu connection people can have big eyes and almond shape eyes, these person can easily become famous or actors in there life. Thery are always changing there appearance or fashion they set the trend in the society can also go for surgery and changing freature. Jupiter and venus person can have beautiful face and full cheeks smile example = margot robbie.

MOON = These people change very fast just like moon phase and can have problems with digestive system . They can have a yellowish color of skin regarless there skin tone . They are very preety and cute . If Jupiter and moon have a connection they or Jupiter is in moon sign they can eat to much but never gain weight or eat less much but gain weight . There is no sexual attraction like venus but people can look young , preety like moon and emotional. Example = Taylor swift ( moon and jupiter connection) great smile and expressive. Moon and ketu connection can also give expressive and beautiful eyes. Moon and rahu connection can give a person over expressive nature . Venus and moon connection people are the most beautiful person.

RAHU = These person are always changing they can be hard to recognize over time can have surgery example = Kardashians . They can loose there weight very fast . If rahu is bad placed they want to change in there appearance but no one gonna notice it. There teeth can also have something different like long legs . Rahu in mars sign can give injury but they can have goid facial freature and attractive personality.

SUN = There eyes can be small , and there skin can be yellowish at the some time in there life they can have long hair but later hair lose can be problems for sure..sharp and small eyes but very expressive and sharp . They can be not so tall but have normal height. But they hold authority in there presernce and there appearance. There chest can be big and havy good and perfect and facial freature sun and jupiter connection can give them handsome and leadership qualities and looks.

[midnightbears]

Arranged marriage with Gyomei pls. Kagaya matched Gyomei with Y/N ​​for some reason and Gyomei slowly falling in love with y/n 🥲🥲❤

✿ i love you, and i want to find out what that means together.

#STARRING: himejima gyomei ft. fem!reader

#TAGS: arranged marriage. gyomei is in his early twenties in this one! set before the main events of kny. some invented lore for the sake of the story please just bear it thanks

#NOTES: hello there! thank you for your request <3 tbh I've always had this specific idea stuck in my head and you just gave me a reason to write for it LMAO i actually went kind of crazy with this fic omg i loved to write it let me know if u would like a part two! hope you like it and hope it wasn't too much LMAOOo

your existence could be hashed over with one word.

purpose.

ever since you could remember, your entire life had been mapped out for you: what to eat, what to not eat, what to like, what to dislike, what to wear, your hobbies, your pastimes, your vocabulary—everything. apparently, every inane thing that had been shoved down your throat was only done to make you a dignified woman worthy of whichever lord they married you off to.

you and your family hailed from a long line of priests and priestesses, where the girls were raised to be proper wives and shrine maidens and the boys were carefully taught the profession in hopes of serving important figures throughout japan.

you were helping your mother tend to the flowers one day when a messenger from the ubuyashiki clan—a kakushi, as you heard they were called—appeared before your temple's door, asking your father to choose and provide the clan with one of his daughters.

you were picked immediately, and you had no choice but to stand before your father, trembling, and pretend that you agreed with his decision with a serene expression on your face. you could tell this was just his way of finally getting rid of you.

in the words of your father behind closed doors, if someone couldn't be bothered to have the decency to visit the temple in person and instead sent a mere messenger to request a carefully trained shrine maiden, it was clear they didn't deserve the best of what he could offer.

you smiled, agreeing with him.

when you went to pack what little things you had, nobody was in the shared quarters; at least you would spare yourself of your sisters' cruel remarks over your father's decision. you did not have many things of your own; you packed your hairbrush, a book, and what few things you held dear.

the kakushi was waiting outside when you emerged. trying to maintain a semblance of calm, you offered him a small smile. he looked at you with curiosity but did not say anything. kindly, he allowed you a moment for a brief prayer before the buddha statue at the front of the temple. then, you were off.

no one came to say goodbye to you.

it was alright, you supposed. the only person you could think fondly of was your mother, and a barbed wire of melancholy slowly wound around your heart at the thought of not being able to part ways properly. you knew that she preferred you over her other daughters, but even so, you were aware that she would never hear the end of it from your father if she came to say her farewells. you would write to her.

you were the third of six sisters, and always, one of them was more talented than you were, just a tad bit more attractive, just a tad bit more creative, just a tad bit more charming. sure, you were well-versed in the duties of a useful spouse—okay, all your sisters were as well. what good was that when you had nothing special about you? what was it your father called you? ah, yes, mediocre.

the kakushi did not speak to you for the entire trip, for which reason you did not know. a question hung on the tip of your tongue, although you dared not ask it. at some point, he urged you to wear a blindfold and climb on his back, which you simply accepted, knowing better than to ask.

you didn't make anything out during the journey, only listening to the sound of small pebbles vibrating against the ground as he made his way up a mountain. after what felt like hours, he finally put you down, gently tugging the blindfold off you and allowing your eyes to adjust to the bright light of morning.

once you were presentable, he escorted you toward the estate entrance. you could tell he was a bit off put by the way you were just accepting things, but he didn't say anything about it.

the kakushi stopped before the towering gate of the ubuyashiki mansion and offered you a deep bow. you thanked him, and you could see him smile with his eyes before he left. another kakushi, a woman this time, escorted you toward a graveled garden, a small figure sitting by the engawa.

she knelt on the ground and bowed her head, and you did the same until she picked herself from the ground.

looking forward, you met the gaze of a boy who looked to be around the age of fifteen, with kohl black hair that sat just above his shoulders. he had the most beautiful eyes you had ever seen, so easy to look at, lavender tainting the irises. he had the calming smile of a buddha, and although knowing nothing about him beyond reputation, you felt at ease with him.

"i am kagaya. i trust your journey went smoothly? thank you for your patience, maiden. i apologize for not going to your temple in person, i hope your priest will forgive me. believe me, i wanted to, but i'm afraid my illness would not have allowed me to make the trip."

the boy's voice was unlike any other you had ever heard, fluid and gentle, causing a wave of reassurance to wash over you. you felt at ease immediately, as though something had just taken every burden off your shoulders and instead shrouded you in a cloud of repose.

"it was no trouble, oyakata-sama, truly." you followed this with a deep incline of your head, your own voice remaining serene and mellow, "it is an honor to be in your presence."

kagaya smiled. "your temple is of great renown. my clan has had the pleasure of counting with your priests and maidens across the centuries. there is no need for such formalities, child."

granted, you were sure you were older than him by a few years, but the way he called you 'child' was comforting, and you were not about to question him, simply keeping quiet.

"you are to marry one of my pillars, maiden. he is an honorable man, the lord of stone, i am sure the two of you will get along. he should arrive any moment now."

you willed yourself to say something, yet you simply could not. you were not the first maiden who was given to a lord for marriage, and you certainly wouldn't be the last. still, your heart did a flip at the simple notion of ending up in a similar situation as your mother, forced to produce offspring until your husband found you undesirable.

for a moment, a cold hand wrapped around your heart in fear of what that man would do with you. however, the single thought of the young boy before you lying about the pillar's honor revolted you. he was telling the truth, and if he said the stone pillar was a good man, then you had nothing to fear.

softly, the sound of footsteps reached your ears, and you turned slightly to see a towering figure approaching, his presence both imposing and serene all at once.

the man who stood before you was unlike any you had ever seen. large beyond comparison, clad in the dark robes of a uniform and a green haori. his stature was immense, with muscles that seemed chiseled from stone. he was young, with an impassive face, yet undeniably handsome. his eyes, clouded with a milky whiteness, told you that he could not see, yet he moved with a grace that belied his blindness.

"this is himejima gyomei, the stone pillar," kagaya introduced, "he has been chosen as your betrothed, and i trust that you will find solace and strength in his presence."

gyomei walked toward you, his movements slow and deliberate, his footsteps echoing throughout the garden—

your breath hitched as he knelt before you, reaching his hand out. but instead of what you expected, he pressed his palm against your cheek, his voice reverberating like a chiming bell inside a cathedral. he caressed your cheek as one would treat an injured butterfly.

"maiden beloved," he murmured, tears spilling from his eyes, "i apologize for making you wait."

the ceremony was that same day, quick and endearing.

you were married in front of oyakata-sama, his wife, and other members of the corps as witnesses. before you knew it, the wedding concluded, and your husband guided you to your new home with you by his side.

gyomei was not acting like he had been given you as some justly won right to do with as he pleased. that set your heart at ease, greatly so, and in some way, it was like he could tell, too. he was walking slowly, allowing you to keep up with his large strides. small talk filled the empty silence of the way home as he listed all the things you would assist him with.

you were to cook for him, clean the estate daily and take care of it when he was away, write letters for him and read them when he received any, and...

huh. that was it.

getting used to your routine was easier than anticipated as weeks passed, although you would be lying to yourself if you said that gyomei's patience and demeanor weren't helping you in the slightest.

he had insisted that you sleep in a separate bedroom within the estate, taking into account that despite being your husband, he was still a complete stranger to you. the very moment you reached your new home, he made sure to explicitly tell you that he did not wish to embarrass you or cause you discomfort in any way, shape, or form.

during mornings, you would naturally wake up at the crack of dawn, your training making things much easier. you would dress yourself in the robes gyomei had gifted you for your wedding and make your way to the kitchen to start a big meal for the day. you'd wake him up then, guiding him to the kitchen to share breakfast together.

most of the time, you ate in silence, although you did not mind at all. after that, you would wash dishes, and he trained. the estate was not that big, so having to sweep the floor or dust the shelves daily did not bother you, and you instead found comfort in the repetitive routine. you would finish quite swiftly and urge gyomei inside again for tea time during noon.

you tried to entertain yourself as best as possible during the afternoons and evenings. usually, you would find yourself tending to a small garden you'd created when you arrived. your husband would sometimes join you, captivated by the sweet smell of the flowers and the sensation of the earth beneath his fingertips. you would explain what the flowers looked like and how they were meant to be taken care of, and he, in turn, basked in your every word.

gardening duty was one of the things you enjoyed most back at the temple, and since no one else was willing to get their hands dirty, you were the maiden who would regularly take care of the flowers.

you bought flower seeds during your first trip to the market in the nearby town and took the time to introduce yourself to as many people as possible. the locals were very kind to you, and as you started frequenting the shops more and more, you were always being greeted by folks who wished you and your husband the best.

as months passed, your relationship with gyomei deepened in ways you had never expected. the initial tension and clumsiness of living with a stranger began to fade, replaced by a growing sense of familiarity and comfort.

gyomei, true to his word, respected your boundaries and gave you space to adjust at your own pace. however, small gestures of care and affection started to seep into your daily life. he would often leave freshly picked flowers from your garden by your bedroom door, their vibrant colors and sweet fragrance greeting you first thing in the morning. sometimes, he would assist you with household chores, his presence making the mundane tasks feel lighter and more enjoyable.

he began to pay attention to the little things, like how you offered wounded slayers who stumbled upon the estate a fresh meal and a place to redress their wounds, or how you fed the cats mingling around your shared home every single night, even noticing that you had taken the time to name them and remember everyone.

the town's people, too, played a part in your growing closeness. they would often remark on how harmonious you and gyomei seemed together, their kind words fortifying the bind that tied you together. you started to see the way gyomei interacted with them and how much respect the people had for him—and you couldn't help but admire him more each day.

your conversations, though initially skimpy and shallow, began to flow more naturally. gyomei's deep voice would rumble through stories of his past with the children of the orphanage, his experiences as a hashira, and the lessons he had learned along the way. you, in turn, shared snippets of your life at the temple, your family, your dreams, and your fears. it was through these conversations that you realized how much you had in common despite your different backgrounds.

anyone with a pair of working eyes would see it, or, at least, anyone who had known for at least once in their lifetime what a soul-stirring connection with another human felt like. you found comfort in his presence, seeking him out like a moth to a flame, and he, in yours, only wanted you to tend to his wounds after missions, fix his haori, or wait by himself outside just so he could pray by your side.

eventually, it got to a point where the separate bedrooms became less of a necessity and more of a formality. you often found yourself falling asleep together in the living room after long conversations or shared moments of silence. whenever you did manage to part ways, you always lingered by your door, a dreamy smile encasing your lips.

you could not deny yourself anymore. you were the happiest you had been in years.

one evening, as you both sat for dinner, the familiar quiet enveloping you like a warm blanket, gyomei's voice broke through the tranquility.

"i love you."

the bunch of food you were going to bring into your mouth splattered into the bowl again with a messy splash. oh. oh my god. you whipped your head toward your husband, who stared at you with a soft expression on his face.

"you do not have to say it back if you do not feel the same, but i wanted you to know." then, gyomei went back to chewing his food as if he had not said what he had just said.

"why?"

gyomei shifted his head in your direction with a worried expression, your teary tone and doddering heartbeat doing nothing to mitigate his apprehension. he tried to reach for you, but you jerked away from him. he could tell that whatever you were feeling was not directed toward him, but still, it pained him greatly to know you were suffering.

"g-gyomei, i—"

your hands were shaking, and he reached for them to trace your skin with the pads of his thumbs. he opened his mouth, but you beat him to it as you keeled over, shoulders trembling as sobs left your mouth, your usual calmness thrown out the window.

"y-you said that you wouldn't embarrass me! there is nothing special about me. what is it about me that you could possibly love? you're always so good to me," you were throwing word vomit at this point, and the worst part was you did not even know where it was coming from, "i haven't done anything to receive your affection! i'm just doing the things i'm supposed to do..."

tears slid down his cheeks before he could stop them, and he leaned forward to pull you into his embrace. your body completely froze, an unknown emotion taking over. gyomei had never initiated contact before. most of the time, you had to be the one to grab his hand or tug his collar.

"my little maiden... you have no idea how precious you are to me," gyomei murmured, his voice impossibly gentle and firm. he held you close, his large, comforting presence grounding you as your sobs began to subside. "you see yourself through the harsh lens of your own eyes, but i see the truth of your heart with my own. your unconditional kindness, your strength, your sincerity—these are just some of the reasons i love you."

his words seeped into your cold heart, slowly quieting the tempest inside. you couldn't understand how someone as incredible, kind, and powerful as gyomei could see such worth in you, but the sincerity in his voice and the warmth of his embrace made you want to believe him.

"you don't have to prove your worth to me or anyone," he continued, his voice alleviating your wounded spirit. "you are enough, just as you are. your presence in my life is a blessing, and i am grateful for you every single day."

"gyomei," you whispered, your voice trembling but no longer with fear. "i… i love you too. i was just scared. scared that i wasn't enough for you."

he smiled softly, wiping away your tears with his thumbs. "you are more than enough, my love. and i will spend the rest of all my lifetimes showing you just how much you mean to me."

© midnightbears on tumblr, july 2024. please do not repost to another platform, plagiarize, translate, use for AI-related purposes or claim as your own.

[vindelllas]

a brief exploration of the amatyakarakas 🍸

🍸note: any information regarding amatyakaraka placements should be treated lightly, as a good portion of these celebrities do not have verified birth information. i calculated all of the following celebrities with unverified birth times assuming they were born at noon their time!

🍸the amatyakaraka does not share the immense physical focus of the atmakaraka, but serves as the knight (amatyakaraka) to the king (atmakaraka), as it controls much of the labor/work of the chess of life. it is a karaka designed to aid you in picking a field or hobby that can allow you to fully express the passions of your graha. It is the helpful hand that guides you to who you truly are, in this post i focus on the overarching lessons of this placement.

brihaspati amatyakaraka

🌾 aesthetic: the liberation of the femme fatale

🌾 key components: shares similar characteristics to the femme fatale archetype of brihaspati atmakarakas, but inwardly is garnished with the liberated qualities of brihaspati. this is a placement of timing, expansion, and immense growth in the lens of one's work ethic. this is ultimately why these natives are known for their adventurous (and sometime controversial yet successful) business ventures, e.g. kendall jenner's "818" brand and lana del rey's controversies throughout her musical journey, which are centered around intrinsic learning via the external public eye.

shani amatyakaraka

🪐 aesthetic: the theater of love

🪐 key components: it shares the sensual hollywood starlet aesthetic of shani atmakarakas but this karaka's lesson lies in what they pour themselves into. they excel at possessing the drive and willpower to succeed in their respective fields, but are not without controversy in their private lives. this is emphasized by megan thee stallion's wrongful sh*oting, selena gomez's ex, nicki minaj's infamous husband, julia fox's former partner kanye west, etc.. their incessant focus on their future and work, often leaves much instability in their personal lives outside of their everyday routines.

surya amatyakaraka

🌞 aesthetic: the intersection of promiscuity and materialism

🌞 key components: this placement is similar to the materialism noted in surya atmakaraka natives, but is further heightened by this karaka's penchant for promiscuity. this placement's immensely influential nature and general desire to lead/test others can manifest as a form of sex*al temptation of those around them. from professions of acting to involvement in adult industries to modeling, there is a great need to shine their rays onto those around them. the dichotomy agni (the sun) being of purification and knowledge and soma (the moon) being water and nourishment come into play here. the sun wishes to purify and empower those around them through lessons of spiritual teachings. the general focus of the mouth in the photos of surya amatyakarakas is reflective of the mouth being the vessel of soma/the consumer of water. to achieve the purification of agni, you must first be watered spiritually.

kuja amatyakaraka

☄️ aesthetic: the mysticism confidence

☄️ key components: drawing upon the lessons of kuja atmakarakas, a certain confidence is emphasized within this placement. this confidence lies in taking immense risks and undergoing challenging situations for the betterment of your career, talents, and desires. this is evidenced by amber heard's career-challenging court case and jennifer lawrence's recounts and statements about w*instein. this placement is not without its controversy, but it is a placement of willingness to endure immense controversy for personal gain often without the lesson-emphasis of brihaspati amatyakarakas which results in much healing being needed later on.

buddha amatyakaraka

🌑 aesthetic: the ubiquity of feminism

🌑 key components: learning from the misunderstood lalita, this placement emphasizes a certain call to seeking maturation of the self through a higher power and intellectualism. this placement is symbolic of the overt dichotomy of girlhood-womanhood, these natives personify this experience through their accounts of the male gaze, longings for more expansion within themselves, and consuming all the external rays of others for the purpose of bettering and finding themselves (as buddha does to surya).

shukra amatyakaraka

🍓 aesthetic: the languish of luxury

🍓 key components: this placement indicates a certain affinity yet boredom of the luxurious properties of shukra. it causes many celebrities who grow into financial success to possess a coupled, sometimes delayed, distaste of the spotlight/fame. think of selena quintanilla who grew popular with ease compared to her latina musician counterparts but continued to maintain a relatability to the public (similar to cardi b who is still considered "surprisingly relatable" despite being immensely wealthy compared to the general public).

chandra amatyakaraka

🌙 aesthetic: the insatiable pitfalls of revolution

🌙 key components: these women often serve as role models to individuals through their presence in the media, but often serve as a lesson to the pitfalls that come with being "revolutionary". recall alexis ren who revolutionized mid-2010's social media and fashion yet struggled privately with her eating d*sorder. additionally, kaley cuoco was popularized for her role in "the big bang theory" yet too struggled with her eating habits. this is why some vedic astrologers theorize chandra to be associated with eating d*sorders, as yes soma seeks to nourish, but this nourishment (coupled with the drive/talent/profession denoted in the amatyakaraka) results in a potential for restricting soma (nourishment) to feel in control of one's surroundings--that is one's profession or environment.

🍸all of these placements were found using astrotheme/.com and/or astro-charts/.com. it is important to note that some chandra (moon) placements may be off by up to 6 degrees and lagnas (ascendants/rising signs) as well, due to the fact that many websites do not have 100% accurate birth times for the given celebrities.

🍸i am additionally offering readings again for a limited amount of time! if you are interested in a reading, please privately message me. thank you all for all of your patience! please expect the color analysis post soon since it won the poll <3

xoxo,

angel 💋

[sweetsinnerangel]

𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐈 : 𝑺𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆

⤷...𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬; Genshin Impact, KNY, RoR, Obey me, Twisted Wonderland, Jujutsu Kaisen.

𝐓𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬, 𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧, 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲, 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐛 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚, 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤.(kinda)

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐠��� 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞 been watching you and every steps, your expressions how laugh, smile, cry and fraustation. He will be in your side at the morning everyone wouldn't dare look at you because he is on your side they will have to bow at you like a queen. That's the rule. You are soon to be his, so why you're telling them to stand up treat you like a lowly average person?

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 and anger behind the calm mask. His veins its enough to pop out bloods thru it. He watches you with your actual lover how happy you are with him, the way you smile, the flusters you with his compliments, praises and chessy pick up lines enough make him cringe.

You dont remember what did you do wrong nor how you ended up 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐝. Hes now hitting his thrust inside you and keep on going deeper and deeper his eyes on your expression and reaction you moaning calling his name are never off. He gets more rough the way you call him "𝑴𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒅" the sound of the bed and your hole tighten around him, your loud moans is filling the room.

"My lord...please-" "I have a 𝐟𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, please im begging you stop-" you gasped as you felt his hands around you choking you. You can see the murderous aura around him his rasp getting tighter around your neck he continue to choke you as he glare at you.

"He is no good for you. All you need is me and get him off from your mind." he let go of your throat he pinned your hands above your head and make his peace rougher deeper inside you to claim you are his with his seeds.

You dont need to worry about your lover anymore, hes better off dead after all.

Thor, Poisedon, Indra, Buddha, [𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐎𝐟 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐤]. Malleus, Leona [𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝]. Zhongli, Piero, Capitano, Ayato. [𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭]. Sukuna, Geto(?) [𝐉𝐮𝐣𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐧] Diavolo [𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐲 𝐌𝐞], Muzan, Kokushibo [𝐊𝐍𝐘]....𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨.

[newkatzkafe2023]

Oooooo things got me wondering

If the Monkey Kings met an electric horror y/n? Who's in a disguise of an innocent looking woman only to know how dangerous she is when provoked? Oooo I wanna know!!!

A dangerous woman is like a Strom, unpredictable yet captivating leaving an indelible mark on everything she touches-Unknown

(Lmk Wukong) He was heading for pigsy's to join Mk and his friends for lunch, when he saw a very pretty face, aka you. Wukong found your whole appearance breathtaking and beautiful, especially your pretty heterochromia eyes. Wukong immediately began chatting with you for a while and bought you to pigsy's. You both spent time together and bonded over the months until somebody had to come and challenge him to a fight. Wukong grew immediately annoyed As he was in the middle of playing video games with you and was going to step out and teach them a lesson, but you told him to let you handle it this time. Wukong grew Weary but agreed as he watched you leave his small house, after a while he heard screaming. Wukong quickly ran outside but I found that the screaming was not from you, it was the challenge as he was in the middle of getting eaten by a giant haunting monster AKA YOU!!! When you turned back to normal He wasn't sure what to think yet, But not like he's gonna tell you your other form had awakened many shameful things within him🫣

(HIB Wukong) You were a new neighbor from the village he stayed in, and you immediately became very popular due to your kindness and social nature. Luier and Silly girl loved to hang out with you especially when you come up with the most fun activities, but Wukong had felt something strange about you. That proved to be true as a creeper had been eyeballing Luier and you didn't like it and stay close to protect him, but then the guy grabbed Luier in the arm making the poor boy scream and Wukong fly into action. Though you beat him to it as you turned into your Eldritch monster and mauled the guy into letting go of Luier. later Luier had so many questions about your form as Silly girl climbed on your tentacles, while Wukong looked on with a Deep blush😳

(MKR Wukong) He met you at a Buddha temple. The monk was praying in, and found you to be a little unusual but you were very respectful and kind to him. Wukong would blush a bit, as you would flirt and tease him but you both genuinely enjoy your time together, but a few days later another blood thirsty demon had attacked the village and kidnapped the monk making Wukong fly into action. That's when you grew into a giant Eldritch creature and slaughtered all the invaders with your Sharp tentacles, teeth and haunting eyes, The pilgrims were most likely tramatized. Meanwhile Wukong started at your Sharp fangs drooling and blushing imagining bring you back to his home😏

(NR Wukong) He wad hitting on you like crazy at a motorcycle race he met you at, though you didn't care much for him at first he was Interestingly eccentric and a hilarious Individual. So you freely met up with him Whether it be at the bar or at another race, until one night you both were walking home together, when a group of sleaze scurbs started bothering and cat calling you. Wukong was immediately pissed and was gonna teach these guys a lesson, when he watched you grow into a Eldritch creature with a murderous expression. To say those guys shat and pissed themselves was a Humongous understatement as they ran away screaming and crying. Meanwhile Wukong had never been so turned on in his life🤤

(Netflix Wukong) He trys way to hard to impress you, with his achievements and skills but you just thought he was cute. Wukong at first felt odd about being around you especially when out of all the people in the village, you could befriend it had to be him but after continuously chatting and bonding For a few weeks you both become two piece in a pod, but one day some demons started harassing the two of you. Wukong was immediately pissed at their insults until he saw the group pale infront of him, as the look at something in horror he was immediately confused Until he turned around himself and looked in shock. It was you In the form of a giant creature clearly not from this world, and with your Sharp tentacles ripped those guys a new one. You had apologized Wukong about not being honest with him about your true form but It looks like Wukong was Too busy staring at your tentacles while have very dirty thoughts🫢

(BMW Wukong) He was drooling over you for a good few weeks now, as you would strutted around the village minding your own business. Wukong had flew over and began to woo you over, and you would giggle and flirt back and then run off. Though one day he didn't find you at your usual spot and that's when he saw you being harassed by a demon, demanding for your money and other valuables and Wukong It was going to step in. That's when he saw you glitch out or something and turned into some kind of horror crypt reature infornt of your aggressor, The next thing anybody knew the guy was peeled inside out and eaten and you went on your marry way. Meanwhile Wukong stood there with heart eyes and Started to faintly hear wedding bells😆

(Destined one) The destined one had developed a mini crush on you when you first met. You were the first friendly face that greeted him in the village. You gave D.O. and Bajie one a tour of the village, being all smiles and cheering to them, but something was off, especially about you. Now this is the most peaceful village he's ever been to, don't get him wrong It's great, but does it usually be a demon attack once or twice but that's not happening for some reason and enemies follow him all the time. One night, the destined one couldn't sleep and decided to get some fresh air, when he saw a demon invader running away from something. But he couldn't see what. Then he saw you just walking calmly in the same direction as the invaders. He quickly got a bad feeling and followed to protect you if anything went wrong, but he quickly learned that you don't need protection. The Destined one watched you grow and become a haunting and Disturbing creature savagely attacking the intruders, now he understood why the Village was so safe and he has a boner now😦

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[echantedtoon]

Jealousy

When Zeus takes interest in your pantheon being a goddess of beauty, a certain God of the Dead gets protective hearing about many of the old God's spicier exploits.

(Adding in some real Greek Pantheon lore here. F/r stands for Fake Religion to go along with the story.)

@colourstreakgryffin

The next round of fighting would've been starting up soon whenever that may be, you weren't really very interested in fighting for, with, or against anyone else really but a few other of your acquaintances and friends were trying to get picked so you only really went to cheer them on and maybe meet gods from other pantheons with similar situations to yours being the goddess of love and beauty from where you were from. 

You did happen to meet one goddess of similar stature to yours. A goddess by the name of Aphrodite from the Greek Pantheon. She was as beautiful and kind as the rumors around her had said and in turn she offered to introduce you to more God's from her pantheon. Seemed fairly innocent to you. Diana, goddess of the moon and hunt, was also very kind. Dimitir was also very kind being the sister to Zeus,one of the very well known gods for the rounds of fighting and that's how you were somehow introduced to the older God himself.

"My, my! Who do we have here! Aphrodite have a daughter she never told me about?~",  the older God teased giving you a wink to which you giggled in turn. 

The sight of you talking to Zeus had caught the attention of one god in particular who hummed under his breath and raising a brow curiously. "You know I'm surprised you're not more concerned about your lover speaking to Zeus all alone."

The eyes gestured to one figure of tan skin and more desert styles clothing to suit the archetype of the scorching hot sand dunes and scarce waters. Of course the usual peppy God didn't seem to take notice of the slight concern directed to him by the Buddha and was more nervous happily sinking his fangs into a giant turkey drumstick in his hands, one of the many, many, MANY food items provided by the hosts for the giant recent victory celebration. The delicious taste of tenderized meat slowly cooked with spices melted in his house deliciously as he turned back to Buddha cheeks full with a curious hum.

The other God sighed in turn. "I said I'm surprised that you're perfectly alright with letting your lover speak to Zeus all by her lonesome." Slowly picking up a goblet of wine, he took a few sips. "Really, Anubis. I knew death was your entire reputation but I had no idea you were deaf to your surroundings as well."

The jackal God said nothing but took a bigger bit of the turkey leg nearly finishing it before leaning back to stretch his neck and peer through the crowd of God's past Cernunnos and Gaia speaking of how they mold the earth for their followers' crops to yourself and Zeus still speaking of something. ... Before he shrugged and turned back to continue eating his meal. 

"Seebs mwine ta me," he said between bites making Buddha sigh again next to him. 

"How could you go THIS long without hearing the stories? Hers is always telling everyone she  who'll listen."

"Listen to what?" He finally scarfed down the rest of the turkey before kicking his lips and reaching out for a giant pitcher of wine. 

"Zeus has a rather.. Let's just say flirtier reputation amongst women both mortal and God alike."

"Huh?" Anubis tilted his head not unlike a curious pup blinking at him.

"The mortals refer to that kind of reputation as him being a womanizer, Anubis. As in a man whom loved women so much that he'll go around loving LOTS of them. Many lovers as some might say."

A glass shattering sound went off in the jackal god's mind. Eyes blown out wide open and that wide smile frozen on his face as Buddha just sipped his wine watching the wheels turn in that head of his. Slightly amused by the expression he had on his face.

"Your lady dearest is Y/n right? Goddess of love and beauty from the F/r Pantheon? She is rather lovely. Oh, yes. Many a man would try to woo her. I'm sure Zues would be no exception for that given his...'liking' for beautiful maidens."

It was then a growl went off from the God of Death's throat and the table likely shook from how abruptly he shot up to his feet with a feral look in his eyes. "Would you please excuse me for a moment?"

"By all means."

He wasn't about to get between an angry god and their target..Well at least not until he was chosen for the next round. You however were unaware of the angry man quickly approaching you from behind as you discussed what your temple looked like with Zeus who seemed very interested in what the F/r temples of worship were like and what duties your priests and monks had to run said temples. It was all boring talk really but the old god seemed to find interest in it. 

You nearly jumped out of your formal dress when suddenly a sharply clawed hand wrapped around your shoulders and pulled you against an otherwise overly smiling face. "Hey my lil scarub! My beautiful flower! My absolutely wonderful love! I had no idea you'd be here too! WHAT A COINCIDENCE!!"

You finally looked up at who was holding you. "Anubis."

"Hello my darling!" He then proceeded to pepper your face in a rapid fire of multiple kisses before nuzzling his cheek to your head. "I missed you SO MUCH! And I love you SO MUCH!!"

"Um.." your brow rose at the odd behavior. "I love you too."

"Oh. Hello, Anubis," Zeus greeted politely, "I didn't know you two knew each other."

"Yep! We'll be a couple a thousand years now on our upcoming anniversary which I never forget! She's the only gal for me anywhere!" You rose a brow higher noticing the oddly very strained smile on his face. "And I know I'm the only guy for her! We were thinking about getting married soon you know!"

"Oh. You are?"

"We are?" You were taken by surprise as he nodded.

"We were thinking of having two ceremonies. One in her temple and a traditional Egyptian wedding ceremony back where I'm from! We haven't finished the details yet. Oh that reminds me, I brought my dearly beloved something." A goblet of deep red wine was suddenly held up to you. "A drink for you! The wind here's delicious!"

"Oh..." You slowly took it still feeling confused about what was going on. "Thank you. You know I ran into Diana earlier. She mentioned that all the wine for this banquet was made by Dionysus. He's the God of Wine from your pantheon isn't he?" You asked giving Zeus a look as Anubis glared in anger.

The old god nodded. "Indeed. He grows the grapes himself in his followers fields and then adds his own special touches to them. You should try one of his new fancy margaritas! They're to die for!"

"Well then I'll be sure to thank him when I meet him."

"OOH! SPEAKING OF THE GUY!!" Anubis suddenly put a hand above his eyes as if scanning the horizon. "I think I see him over there talking to Mother Nature!" You helped as both hands grabbed a hold of your shoulders and shoved you along almost making you spill your drink. "Let's go thank him right now! See ya, Zeus! Bye!"

As you were forced to quickly walk away from the older God you heard your liver growling annoyed and mumbling things under his breath such as 'womanizer' and 'mine' and you thought you heard 'no one's getting past me'. Eventually you dug in your heels enough to make him stop feeling your resistance.

Turning around you gave him a look. "Ok. What's going on?"

His golden eyes looked side to side. "What what?"

"You know what I'm talking about." A hand gestured to where you were just taken from. "Why were you acting all rude to Zeus and strange? I thought you were trying to get picked for the next battle."

"I am! And I am not!," he defensively declared crossing his arms with a pout with puffed out cheeks and his fangs poking out from his upper lips. Honestly he looked more cute than threatening. "I was merely protecting my beloved from becoming the next scandal Hera talks about!"

"Scandal? Hers? What are you-.." It was then it dawned on you. Turning your head back to the older God, you spotted Zues speaking to who you think was his niece Persephone. "Oh. I get now. But you didn't have to be so overly dramatic about it. You just could've said you were uncomfortable with me talking to him."

"It's not you talking to him I'm worried about! It's HIM trying to get sneaky around you!"

"Alright. Now I really get it." You reached out to tap his nose. "You're jealous."

A surprised dog like noise escaped his throat. "Jealous!?"

"Yes, Anubis. Jealous. J. E. A. L. O. U. S. Jealous." You smiled amused. "But that's ok. You're cute when you're jealous and protective like that."

"I'm not jealous!" He pouted harder. "And I'm not overreacting either! Buddha told me all about it and I'm just doing my duty so don't you make fun of me!"

You couldn't help giggle at him. If he had puppy ears they'd probably be pinned back annoyed by your giggles but he looked happy to be called cute. "Ok. Whatever you say. But I must know the answer. Who's my good boy?"

His answer was immediately. "ME!! ME!! IM THE BEST BOY!!"

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[galerymod]

I feel as though I have been fortunate enough to receive some recognition.

Buddha more or less

[telvess]

Reader using pick-up lines on them

chaotic writing for the fun

Hades

“You should be arrested for stealing my heart!”

Pick-up lines, hmm? Alright, fine, but did you have to use the most pathetic, the cheesiest one? Hades is way too elegant for such a poor tasted attempt, he actually feels offended by your words.

Your first impression is horrible. Hades silently judges you. Of course, he is too classy to make any snarky comments, but you can tell by his cold, indifferent look that he has lost all interest in your company. At this point, he is more of a Poseidon than his brother himself.

If you aren’t the type of person who gives up easily and still tries to flirt… just stop. The best you can get from him would be „yes”, „no” or a nod of the head.

Buddha

“You see my friend over there? She want to know if you think I'm cute.”

Buddha stares at you for a long moment, then looks over your shoulder to check out your friend (who you obviously made up), then then returns to you. His expression is blunt, maybe slightly bored. Totally makes you lose the confidence you had a moment ago as you watch him lazily suck a lollipop and pierce you through with his unimpressed glare.

The worst he can say is „no”, right? Well, who would have thought that the enlightened mind of Buddha would prove otherwise. A drawn-out silence makes you uncomfortable and you start to squirm under his gaze, not ready for that unfazed attitude of his…

Once the confidence you felt approached him vanished and you are ready to leave as quickly as possible, Buddha begins to laugh historically. You jump up a little and stare at him confused. It takes him a while to calm down, but when he does, he looks at you seriously again and says „tell your friend I find ya cute” with the most annoying smirk in the entire universe.

Susanoo

“Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?”

Susanoo watches you with harsh expression, his eyebrows raising as your attitude doesn’t change. You just stand in front of him and wait for his answer. Kinda hot, he has to admit.

He is amused by this shitty attempt, but still has to admit that it takes some balls to say something so crappy to his face. You’re bold, stupid and definitely not in your right mind.

He would definitely address all of the above and then… respond to you with an even cheaper pickup line that he thinks sounds good. He is very proud of himself and oblivious to the point that it matches his intimidating aura.

Susanoo likes a person who isn’t concerned with what everyone think of them, but he is also a person who expects others to submit to his will, which makes him rather difficult person to flirt with, demanding from you to adapt to his confusing preferences.

Nikola

“If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together.”

BUAHAHAHAHA! HE WOULDN’T GET IT 100%!

He looks at you very confused at first, then he puts to work all of his braincells trying to figure out what you meant. Is this some kind of puzzle? Mystery? It’s clearly impressive, because he struggles to solve it!

Please, stop the brainstorming session before he starts writing his thought on the board and calls members of the science crew asking for the consultations.

After yours short explanation (which probably burnt your soul to the bones with embarrassment) Nikola nods, compliments your clever attempt and… continues what he was doing before this whole masquerade started, oblivious to the fact you just hit on him. So you just stand there and wait for something, but you last barely several dozen seconds before you run away to hide somewhere far, far away.

Much to your surprise, Nikola visits you the next day and invites you for coffee, bluntly.

Hermes

“Can I put my hand on your thigh, where it belongs?”

You sit next to him and get straight to the point. No hesitation, no shame in your eyes. Hermes’ eyes widen for a millisecond as the words leave your lips. Oh? Oh? Oh? He couldn’t help but let his lips stretch into a wide smile, trying to cover his mouth with his hand as a single chuckle escapes his lips.

When he pulls himself together, Hermes lets his playful nature take over. So you thought you were flirty? Hermes is too smart and too cunning to allow you triumph for long. Even if he isn’t interested, he will leave you with a dry mouth and wet panties. Hermes uses the tongue as smoothly as he uses the violin.

Apollo

“I'm sorry, were you talking to me?” He denies, “Well, would you like to?”

My, my, look at you! Approaching the Sun God just like this? Apollo is impressed. In fact, because of how intimidating he is, it's not often that others surprise him with such bravado. Usually they just treat him as something as intangible as the rays of the sun, bathing in his glory, praising him as a celestial being, not as a person. You - on the other hand - are a breath of fresh air.

Once the first shock wears off, his entire figure begins to glow and he gives you the most breathtaking smile you will ever see. From that point on, everything he does comes so naturally that it makes you lose yourself. After making great first impression, you end up like everyone else: Apollo wraps you around his little finger and before you know it, you just sit there and listen to his melodious voice as if you are bewitched. The man is too charming.

Poseidon

“Are you a magician? Because when I look at you, everyone else disappears.”

Peasant. Get out.

You aren’t clever. You aren’t brave. You aren’t impressive. The only person that will disappear is gonna be you, if you don’t remove yourself in the next 3 seconds.

Whoever didn’t stop you from approaching Poseidon like this, definitely doesn’t wish you well.

Kojirō

“Aren't you tired? From running through my mind all day?”

The man gives you surprised look, and moment later he presents you his widest smile. Sasaki has no clue what to say, so he just stands before you, rubbing his neck and blushing like teenage girl. He may stammers out a few words of thanks, but you really shouldn’t hope for more. Kojirō is simply not used to compliments, so even the simplest pick-up line can rock his world.

Please, ask him about swordsmanship, because it’s probably the only thing he can talk about while his brain fries in the skull.

Once Kojirō pulls himself together, he turns out to be exactly as carefree and friendly as you expected. The longer you two interact, the more open and less awkward he becomes.

Ares

“Do you have a name, or can I just call you 'mine'?”

Did you just? Huh???

Ares blinks a few times before his brain process information. He can’t believe you said something like that! Do you even know who you are talking to? He is Ares, the God of War! One of the twelve Gods of Olympus and son of Zeus! He deserves more respect, not some pathetic, human-alike attempt at flirting. He shouts all this in your face, making a big scene and ridiculing you in front of the others gods. For a moment he’s proud of himself, but your teary eyes quickly put him in a less mighty state.

To make things worse, you literally run away. At first Ares tries to ignore the feeling of guilt in his chest, pretending that your reaction was childish and exaggerated, but all he needs is Hermes to make a little remark (“Poor thing, it seems she gave her all to speak up.”) to make Ares’ face red.

He mutters some lame excuse to leave and starts looking for you. He still thinks your attempt was awful, but maybe - just maybe - his heart skips a beat knowing that some pretty miss thinks so highly of him.

Jack

“If music be the food of love, let’s have a feast together.”

Okay, this man isn’t used to hearing compliments, let alone hitting on him. Jack is a little shocked, not because he doesn’t understand you, but because you actually chose him. He doesn’t recognize you, but to his great surprise you seem to know a little about him. After all, you referred to Shakespeare. It couldn't have been an accident, right?

“Pardon me, lady?” is probably the first thing out of Jack's mouth as he’s still processing what you’ve said, but he quickly snaps out of his surprise, “Forgive me, where are my manners?”

Jack introduces himself properly, takes off the hat and bows like a gentleman. He then politely asks for your name, still fluttered that you gave him a chance.

Thor

“Did you do something to my eyes? I can't seem to take them off you.”

“…”

Neither Thor nor Mjölnir budge. Well, this is definitely something new; no one has ever approached Thor this way before, so he has to give you some points for creativity. However, don’t expect anything as Thor isn’t interested in continuing the conversation, so it’s up to you if you are interested in one-sided interaction.

Loki

“Well, here I am! What are your other two wishes?”

Loki stares at you without the slightest sign of interest, twirling strand of hair around his finger. He seems distant, almost like he didn’t hear you. Then he flinches, as if snapped out of trance. His face changes in a split second: a wide, forced smile and squinting eyes screaming at you to evacuate, because you’ve hit on the wrong guy. “Do you have a death wish, woman?” Loki asks, his voice has the sweetest tone that tickles your ears, but his words spew poison…

Loki is capricious. I don’t think it’s a matter of wrong pick-up line, it's rather more a matter of right timing. But even if you choose a bad moment to approach him, he probably wouldn’t hurt you (physically) - he prefers to scare others, toy with their fear than kill them.

On the other hand, if your timing is right, then you would still bounce off the wall, because Loki doesn’t intent to give you a straightforward answer; he would like to play with you, confuse you with the mixed signals he sends. He wants a reaction from you, entertain him. If you are cocky - his goal is to crush your self-confidence. Shy? Prepare for blushing, squealing and stuttering. Ah, you think you’re being funny here? Loki will gladly turn your smile into tears.

[lopsushi]

Return Back

Part 2 for Part 1.

Princess Iron Fan was pacing around in her office room, biting her nails, and looking at her clock. It has been one day and hours since her son went missing. Her beloved husband went out searching with the clone bots including those mortals. She pulled her hair back and glanced at the window praying to Buddha that her child comes back home safely, or her husband finds him. That is till the door to her office slammed open making her frown and turn to the person who dared to disturb her pacing.

“Princess Iron Fan!” Tang said with a concerned face showing. “Come quick!”

She paled and quickly followed Tang, where they ran to the hall room where her husband, and that Noodle boy’s family were at. They were staring at a dark purple portal appearing in the middle of the room. She went to her beloved side with her eyes widened and tearing up.

“Brother…” She whispers out walking towards the portal till her husband grabs her shoulder.

She looked back confused but frown when she saw how serious her beloved was, making her turn back to the portal and everyone breath hitch because they knew that boot was so familiar. It belongs to none other than the Monkey King. Wukong stepped out looking at everyone with a dark expression, his red eyes glowing with his yellow pupil. She snarled angrily, her hand about to summon her weapon but gasp when she saw Wukong sticking a handout to see another hand that she knew by heart. Macaque grabs onto his King’s hand and steps out from the portal, but she notices how her beloved brother was glancing back at time with a worried expression. That’s when both her and her husband both felt fear and dread when they saw Wukong’s tail pulling out from the portal, Red Son.

“Son!!” Demon Bull King said his eyes widening in concern seeing his unconscious son. “What have you done to him, Simian!”

Wukong glanced at his brother and sighed with disdain in his voice. “Look, I just taught my nephew a lesson. He came to my kingdom uninvited.” He said moving his tail towards him. “He tried to kidnap my family. I thought you taught him better Princess Iron Fan.”

Wukong glanced at her, making her frown more but glanced at her beloved child seeing Wukong’s hand on his cheek. Pigsy was growling angrily at this watching this scene unfold including the others. Macaque snarled softly at Wukong with a stare that made the King blush softly and lean close to his mate.

“I’m sorry my precious Moonlight. I’m not hurting your nephew, promise.” He said gently nuzzling his cheek against Macaque. “Anyways! I just came here to return your child brother!”

Wukong smiled, throwing the teen to the ground in front of them. Demon Bull King, Princess Iron Fan and Macaque gasp seeing Red Son groan in pain and lay there. Macaque sadly looks at them, not wanting to cause any more problems for his beloved sister. Wukong watched them and put his arms behind his back, his expression becoming serious again.

“I’m only going to say this once so listen.” He said glaring at everyone. “Don’t try to do anything stupid again. Leave MY FAMILY alone. I’m being nice since my Moonlight and Mk both hold you all dearly, which I hate but can’t change.” He snarled but sighed.

“Either way, don’t try again or I won’t be nice again. Okay byeee.”

Wukong calmly placed his hand on Macaque’s back, guiding him back to the open portal till he stopped when he heard a foot stomp.

“You damn ape!” Princess Iron Fan said standing up tall. “I will save my brother and that child.” She hisses looking at Wukong, whose eyes were glowing angrily. “Gongzhu.” Macaque said in a worried/warning tone holding onto Wukong’s arm.

“And we aren’t going to stop either!” Mei glared at the King as well, holding her sword. “We’re going to save Mk too!”

Wukong looked at them with a faceless expression blinking at the people/demons that dare to go against his words. Macaque stared at him worriedly and jumped when he started laughing softly. The others frowning while he continues to laugh and sighed heavily to glance up at them with a dark expression.

“Then I wish you all luck because you’ll need it.” Wukong said darkly, guiding Macaque inside the portal and leaving Thunderclap Mountain.

[0asisbliss]

Rust, mold, and dirt. It was once pilled in this basement now it’s a bedazzled room of (f/c). It was sickening how much you hated being with them you wanted to kill them with every once of blood you had in your veins. The bed made you want to curl a up and puke. The slick sheets that you slept in since they threw you in this hell hole were soft, and pretty. You gripped the sheets almost damaging your nails in the process. You heard the door open, and you looked up with hatred streaming down your eyes. Tears were ran down your face from stress, and anger. They came in the room with a decapitated head. What the hell?! Whose head is that? He put the head more in the light. Your mother. It was your fucking mother. Her pretty hair, and the smile you always saw on her face is now frozen in a shock expression. Her eyes a dilated white. She looks like she’s been dead for a while. You haven’t seen her in months because you were stuck inside the ranky-dank basement. It’s official you’re about loose your fucking mind.

MUZAN, Douma, Kokushibu, (DS) CHROLLO, Shalnark, UVOGIN, Nobunaga, Illumi, FEITAN (HXH) SHIGIRAKI, Dabi, (BNHA) SUKUNA, Gojo, Geto, Higuruma, (JJK) Buddha, Poseidon, LOKI, Anubis, (ROR) Chuuya, Dazai, (BSD) or any of your other faves.

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[togetherhearted]

Could you do Nikola Tesla, Buddha and Shiva with a s/o that likes biting them out of no where >:D? Oh, Nikola is working on something? Bite. Buddha is trying to meditate? Bite. Shiva is trying to take a nap? Bite.

Bite for you!And you!And you as well!

Jk. Hope it's fine!

S/O LIKES TO BITE NIKOLA,BUDDHA AND SHIVA

Work kept Nikola's mind occupied;as per always. He barely left the lab, at max for snacks and then lunch. You respected him and his hard work; there was a genuine spark of joy in inventing;it was written all over his face. You found him in front of the blackboard, his mind clouded by formulas, blueprints and whatever scientific stuff he could think of. Science was not your forte after all. Nikola let out a squeak when you bit him; startling him and losing his focus. Though his face was not gloomy; he turned to you with a big smile and his fingers already on your hips to tickle you.

Buddha was a simple man, loving his simple life. He taught you to make the most of it;to, enjoy it even. He introduced you to meditation, and he had fun with it;an excuse to mess with you while you tried to keep yourself focused and calm. Two could play a game, though; he liked to tease you?Well, you liked it too and if he was the one to fluster you with his voice in your ears you were the one to use a different approach;one with more spunk to it. So there he was;on a cushion,meditating. Your steps fast and quiet;you bit him expecting a reaction. -Oya?Who came to distract me from my meditation- He pulled you in his lap without warning, enjoying your expression.

No sir, it was not your intention to disturb your beloved Shiva from his napbut he looked so biteable right now. Shiva was a "weird position" sleeper most of the times;but who were you to judge him? He had four arms;that also meant better hugs. He was sprawled in his comfy bed;blankets randomly laying on his body, mattress and even floor. You mustered your abilities and tiptoed on the bed;your eyes glinting with mischief. Shiva's sweet dreams were stopped by your bite;he jolted awake and saw your satisfied smirk. He sighed in relief; it was just you, but now you were trapped in a hug;not that you would complain.

[bekolxeram]

A whole day late to @bucktommyfluffebruary's day 1 prompt: non-sexual intimacy. Inspiration strikes suddenly, what can I say?

You can also read it on AO3.

Golden Hour

rated G | 1027 words

“Morning, team!” Buck walks into the firehouse with an extra bounce in his step, looking the most carefree he’s been for months.

“What got you so… woah,” Hen begins questioning, but stops in the middle of the sentence once she fully turns around and takes a good look of her strangely jovial co-worker.

“What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?” Buck instinctively touches his face in response to Hen’s reaction. He has a hard time deciphering her expression; She seems… surprised, astonished, but at the same time, shocked, and confounded.

“No! Not really. You seem… happier,” Hen puts on a reassuring smile, “but the bags under your eyes seem like they came straight from the Milan Fashion Week, and your hair looks like you’ve just rolled out of bed.”

The entire 118 bore witness to Buck’s post-Tommy heartbreak. Yes, he obsessively checked his phone and got addictive to baking, maybe he let his stubble grow out a day or two more than it should, but he never, ever, neglected personal hygiene or grooming. He always made sure to dress like a functioning member of the society before heading to work, what happened outside of shift was his own business.

“I used to know someone like this at school,” Chimney joins in. “His girlfriend dumped him just before summer break. Then he came back to school looking like a hobo, but at the same time, happy as the Buddha. He told me he went on a trip to discover himself.”

“But Buck was with us last shift, 48 hours ago. What life-changing destination could he have gone to in such a short amount time?” Hen furrows her brows in confusion.

“By trip, I mean an acid trip,” Chimney snickers, then he turns to face Buck in chorus with Hen, waiting for an answer.

“I can assure you, I’ve never taken any mind altering substance before coming to work. That would be irresponsible!” Buck objects, attempting to halt this dangerous speculation at once.

Just as Hen and Chimney are about to interrogate further, Eddie chimes in while slowly sipping on his coffee, “Buck and Tommy are back together without telling us.”

Gasps, then cheers fill the room.

“Wait, how? Did Tommy tell you?” Buck asks.

“No one told me anything,” Eddie takes another sip from his mug, “I can just tell, from your hair.”

“What’s wrong with my hair?”

“Oh! Yeah!” Hen’s whole face is lit up by her realization, “the hair thing, right?” She vaguely gesture at her head.

“Exactly.” Eddie snaps his fingers at Hen.

“What hair thing?” It’s now Buck’s turn to be utterly confused.

“I don’t get it either,” Chimney turns his attention to his brother-in-law. “Is Tommy bad at picking shampoo? Or hair product? Can’t you just bring your own?”

“Um… I don’t know.”

“You’ll get it once you’ve spent enough time with them,” Eddie sighs.

“I’ve spent plenty of time with them. One is my oldest friend, the other is my brother by marriage!”

“With both of them together, as a third wheel,” Eddie adds.

Chimney grimaces. “Ugh, no! Is it a sex thing?”

“It’s appropriate safe in public,” Hen clarifies, “as long as you don’t find two people of the same gender being in love inappropriate.”

“Oh, okay,” Chimney nods in understanding, “but, what about the bags under your eyes?”

“Um… Tommy and I…”

Buck’s interrupted by Eddie.

“Stop. That one’s definitely a sex thing.”

It takes Chimney another few months to figure out what the “hair thing” actually is.

Buck and Tommy have been invited to dinner at the Han’s.

The four of them were anxious about the possible awkwardness, but Chimney and Tommy settle right back into their old buddy dynamic once the conversation starts flowing.

“I think you two fixed my brain when you showed up all sooty at the hospital. I was groggy all week, but connecting the dots that you guys had been making out? That was the first time I felt like I could finally think clearly,” Chimney recounts his experience coming down with viral encephalitis, and marrying the love of his life at a hospital.

“A hospital, what is it?” Tommy asks, barely containing his giggle.

“It’s a big building with patients, but that’s not important right now,” Chimney bursts into laughter in unison with Tommy by the time his finishes his sentence.

“Um… What’s the joke?” Maddie asks, while both Buckley siblings frown, seemingly puzzled.

“Airplane! The greatest comedy movie of all time!” Chimney exclaims.

“And the most quotable,” Tommy supplements.

“Neither of you have watched Airplane? Tommy, you didn’t introduce your man to the most influential film in your life?”

The Buckley siblings shake their head.

“Alright, we’re watching it after dinner.”

Chimney has seen Airplane! countless times before. The simple, sometimes childish humor of this classic has been his go-to for years whenever he needs a pick-me-up.

He may have the ability to recite the entire movie from start to finish, but the source of the enjoyment now comes from watching his friends and loved ones’ reaction to this comedic masterpiece, to experience the amusement and wonder anew from their fresh eyes.

“We have clearance, Clarence.”

“Roger, Roger. What’s our vector, Victor?”

Chimney turns to focus on the viewers’ reaction, instead of the screen.

Maddie’s almost crying with laughter, while shoving a few kernels of popcorn into her mouth. Popcorn with butter and pickle juice, the exact snack she’s been craving.

Buck, on the other hand, is laying his head onto Tommy’s shoulder.

And Tommy, he absentmindedly anchors his hand into Buck’s hair, and ruffles the curls around.

Chimney himself would gladly push off whoever dares to touch his carefully styled hair, but Buck’s happily leans into his boyfriend’s touch.

“Is that correct phraseology in aviation?” Buck beams at Tommy, half flirting and half genuinely asking to satisfy his curiosity.

“Yeah, more or less. That’s why it’s a classic,” Tommy gazes back at Buck softly, hand still messing up the younger man’s hair.

Buck shows his dimples, nestles his head at the crook of Tommy’s neck, and continues watching the movie.

My brother is in good hands.

Chimney tells himself silently.

[beddybites]

finished the first section of the uzuiwives fankids fic!

I'm going to wait until I'm completely finished to upload it to ao3, so here's a small snippet of the moment amaya was born:

His daughter's eyes are a deep, rich purple, a cross between the brilliant sapphire of Suma's and the dark fuchsia of his own. She does not cry. She merely stares up at her mother and her father with a bemused expression.

Tengen recognizes that expression.

His child's gaze contains the calm serenity of Oyakata-sama, and the warm benevolence of Lady Amane. It is as though she is Buddha herself, brought into this world already enlightened, already knowing all there is to know.

saw this and dropped everything to read it

THIS IS SO GOOD IM ABSOLUTELYNBONKERS ph my god oh my fod im so exciyed. what an honor to have someone write a whole story inspired by my uzui fankids. i absolutely need to draw them again and snippets from urnstory i am going to die