#disco royalty

[multiversal-stims]

Play the actor. Lie and detect lies.

Day 4: Drama

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[jordanlafordan]

A couple of absolute Queens.

Originally posted by the official Star Trek Instagram account.

[d1sc0-1nfern0]

Thinking about the chaos that would result in any of the Fable smp polycule having kids.

We've already seen how they react to being parental figures with Oscar, but like, imagine the vibes of lil menaces raised by a bunch of people consistently and royally screwed by the gods.

The children of the family of "fuck around and find out."

[hahnsplatinum]

After life, death; after death, life again…

[muzzlemouths]

scaring everyone into believing they were being rickrolled on the DMD dolls commercial was not my intention and I did realize the beginning notes mirrored that of our favorite cursed meme but by then I'd already blended the recording into the music and I wasn't about to start all over again. also it's kind of really funny

[soulsxng]

As much as Yori didn’t want to seem like he was nervous about asking, he couldn’t help petting over one of his tails anxiously, ears pinned back as he approached Tahariel. Having Ophan and Sophie at his back helped, a lot, but … well.

They avoided Taha’s ire for a reason.

“Taari … “ he starts, his other tails flicking a bit. “Well … Allisae told me, about th’ Festival in Meriburn. And I /know/ it’s a risk, but … well, I think it wouldn’t /exactly/ hurt t’ let them attend. We can do everythin’ we can t’ make sure nothin’ happens, no matter what /could/ happen. Even after everythin’ settling down here … well, especially because of it, I think it’d be good for them.” (fatestouch)

@fatestouch

He was sitting at the window overlooking some of the land outside the manor that Irekol had graciously allowed them refuge in. As soon as not just one or two, but all three of his most trusted advisors and confidants entered the room, Tahariel had a feeling where this was going.

Already, he wasn't happy about it. Perhaps they could tell, just from the way he didn't acknowledge them...aside from, perhaps, the stilling of darkly colored liquor that had previously been swirling about the glass he held. Once Yori finally spoke to him, however, a sigh spilled from his lips-- frustrated even in the soft smoothness of it.

Everything we can, huh? Had he been looking at Yori, his expression would have been incredulous at best. A biting retort, questioning whether or not Yori suddenly believed himself capable of controling the several hundreds of thousands of people that would be attending the festivities-- let alone the smaller, arguably more dangerous group that had been invited to the more private party. Whether or not he had forgotten why they'd had to leave Brinnela in the first place.

But Tahariel held his tongue. Instead lifting his glass to his lips and emptying it in one go. Setting it down on the window sill as he got to his feet and faced the trio.

"I've already discussed this with Allisae, so if you all came because she sent you, you can let her know that my decision hasn't changed from a few hours ago." Icy colored eyes rest momentarily on the decanter sitting on the table between he and them. He'd already had one glass before this...another would be unwise. Right now, he didn't have the luxury of dulling his senses like that. "Which, while we're on the topic of Allisae...I was under the impression that you were all under my employ, not hers. When did that change, now?"

He was looking up at them, now. Gaze moving from Ophan, to Sophie...and finally to Yori. His tone wasn't particularly sharp, but there was something about it that felt dangerous.

"You asked us to keep an eye on her, and tell you what sorts of things she talks to us about. That's all this is, Taari."

It's Sophie that speaks, though her lips press closed rather quickly when Tahariel's brow furrows...and then smooths again. His attention returns outside with little more than a shake of his head to respond with.

"Leave. Right now, going anywhere near Meriburn-- or anywhere that isn't allied with or loyal to us is too high a risk. If you want to change my mind, you'll have to come in here with more than pleas, and simple assurances that it will be fine if we're on our guard; until then, you're only wasting time."

[great-and-small]

I was walking on a rather remote beach when I came upon this Whip eel drying up in the sun. These are intertidal eels that can actually handle themselves out of water for a bit, but it’s not normal for them to be fully exposed in direct sunlight like this. The tide was at least six hours from coming in and I felt like this eel was in distress, so I made the decision to dig him out and return to the ocean. His body was too delicate to be simply pulled from the hole without injury, so I got to digging.

This endeavor took about 40 minutes as the eel was quite long and difficult to excavate. Also had to continually refill my temporary eel pond to keep him from drying out entirely while I worked.

If you are an eel aficionado like myself, please enjoy this silly little video of the relocation process set to some jaunty royalty-free disco music.

[seaofkimchi]

🪩 ✨Beyoncé 💃🏽 🐎

~ September 1, 2023 ~

[nihilore]

NEW MUSIC

[adelineyeomusicproduction]

Back To The Eighties Throwback Instrumental Music Visualizer

[omgthatdress]

Sylvester started out his career in the Disquotays and Cockettes drag troupes, but soon moved on to become a solo artist. He made a name for himself in San Francisco's gay bars with his stunning falsetto and energetic sets.

He began his recording career with Sylvester and his Hot Band in 1972, creating glam rock music that suited his androgynous appearance but failed to sell commercially.

In 1974, he dumped the band and began recording with a new manager, new back up singers, and Motown producer Harvey Fuqua. His first solo album, Sylvester, toned down his queerness, and had him appear on the cover in male attire. It brought him more commercial success, but still failed to find major mainstream success.

In 1978, he released his disco album Step II while also embracing his queerness, and finally found two hit songs with "You Make Me Feel (Mighty Real)" and "Dance (Disco Heat)." Disco historian Peter Shapiro would call the record "The cornerstone of gay disco." It was this era that earned his the name "The Queen of Disco"

His success was rather short-lived, unfortunately, as the 1980s brought in a violent public rejection of disco. In the early 80s, he was diagnosed with HIV. Nonetheless, Sylvester pressed on with recording dance music.

Sylvester died from complications of AIDS in 1987. He declared in his will that all future royalties from his music be given to HIV/AIDS charities.

For many years,Sylvester was considered mostly a small footnote in disco history. However, recent years have seen a re-examination of disco in popular culture. It has become more recognized for its subversive Black and queer origins, rather than the lame, washed-out and over-played mass of suck that it became. Sylvester has become recognized as one of its greatest artists.

[asleep-kat]

Ships/duo names in LMK

Sooooo, there's alot of ship/duo names in lmk. So i thought, hey maybe i should compile all of them into one post! Shouldn't be too hard, right?

Haha anyways, just some things to note : most ships/duo names will have two or more names due to it being somewhat obscure ( and sometimes kinda problematic, but i'm adding it either way ). And i might've also missed some, so if you know another obscure ship or whatever, lmk in the tags or comments ^^

Most popular name used in this color

Least popular is still in black text

If there is no yellow text, then that means that either all of them are widely used or that i am not sure which one is more popular yet

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Sunburst duo - Monkey king & MK

Soysauce duo - Macaque & MK

Fallenstar duo - Macaque & Monkey MK

Stonefruit trio - Macaque & Monkey king & MK

Goldendragon/meik/JadeMonkey/Carambola/Starfruit - Mei/MK

Jackfruit/M&M/Starburst duo - Mei & MK

Dragonfruit/Wasabi/Peppermint/Dragonfire - Mei/Red son

Traffic light trio - Mei & Red son & MK

Disco Light Squad - MK & Mei & Redson & Nezha

Chimera/Bell Pepper Crew - Mei/Red son/MK

Wasabi Duo - Mei & Monkey king

DarkHorse Duo - Mei & Macaque

Shadowpeach - Monkey king/Macaque

Pastdowpeach/past shadowpeach - past Monkey king/past Macaque ( this is basically just shadowpeach but is, ofcourse, in the past )

frostbite - Possessed Monkey king/Macaque

Sundial/eclipse duo - Macaque & Monkey king

Hot topic duo/charcoal duo - Redson & Macaque

Freenoodles/Jiaozi/Cookbook - Tang/Pigsy

Spicynoodles - MK/Redson

List of MK & Redson names can be found here

Flame twins - Mei & Redson

Inferno duo - Nezha & Redson

Royalty duo - Nezha & Monkey King

Lotuspeach - Nezha/Monkey king

Tintedlotus duo - Nezha & Macaque

Sunmoonlotus - Nezha/Monkey king/Macaque

Sunset trio - Nezha & Monkey King & Macaque

Evening stone squad - Nezha & Monkey King & Macaque & MK

Lotusmoon - Nezha/Chang'e

Lotusnoodles - Nezha/MK

Red ribbons duo - Nezha & MK

Flaminglotus - Nezha/Redson

Silverlotus - Nezha/Yin

Waterlily duo - Nezha & Sandy

Pinkpuppy/Mountainfire - Erlang & Nezha

Shadowhound - Erlang/Macaque

Heavenlypeaches ( or Jiankong in jttw ) - Erlang/Monkey king

Heavenlybeast - Erlang/Monkey king/Macaque

Chowchow - Erlang/Azure lion

HuntingHawk - Erlang/Peng

Violetskies - Erlang/Peng/Macaque

Heavenlytusk - Erlang/Yellowtusk

Moongaze - Erlang/Chang'e

Royalduties - Erlang/Ao Guang

Floodstudies - Erlang/Tang

Wildboar - Erlang/Pigsy

Lapdog/Presidental Election - Erlang/Not Mayor

CelestialSilk - Erlang/Spider queen

Monkie kids - MK & Mei & Pigsy & Tang & Sandy ( sometimes Monkey king, Macaque, Nezha, and Red son is included too )

Breakfastshipping - Pigsy/Tang/Monkey king/Macaque ( aka all of MK's dads ) ( sometimes Sandy is included too )

MKdadshipping - Pigsy/Tang/Monkey king

Sandwich shipping/FishBallNoodles - Sandy/Pigsy/Tang

Sandwich trio - Sandy & Pigsy & Tang

The demon bull family - Demon bull king & Princess iron fan & Red son ( maybe even the bull clones too? Idk )

The brotherhood - Monkey king & Macaque & Azure lion & Peng & Yellowtusk

The pilgrims/great companions - Tang Sanzang & Monkey king & Ao Lie & Zhu Baije & Sha Wujing

Falseidle duo/Jadecicada - Ao Lie & Tang Sanzang

Sunshower - Monkey king & Sha Wujing

FreePeachBuns - Tang/Monkey King/Pigsy

Freepeaches/suntang/peachtea/Tangypeaches/Goldenpeach/Goldenpages/Peachbug/Stinkbug/Sepiapages/Immortalscribe/Peachyquill - Tang/Monkey king

Suntang/Tripsun/Tripisun/Goldenpeach - Monkey king/Tang Sanzang (Tripitaka) ( Both Suntang and Goldenpeach is used for Tripitaka/Wukong and Tang/Wukong )

Inkypages/hibiscus tea/tintedLenses - Macaque/Tang

FruityTea/FreeFruits/FruityLenses/Mixedberries/Mixedtea - Macaque/Monkey King/Tang

WhiskerMisters - Ao lie & Azure lion

Stableboys/Dragonpeach - Ao lie/Monkey king

Clumsyshadow/moonydragon - Macaque/Ao lie

Goldrush duo - Golden tusk & Monkey king

celestialsteeds (duo) - Golden tusk & Azure lion

gajasimha shipping - Golden tusk/Azure lion

Eclipsemane/BlueEclipse - Monkey king/Azure lion/Macaque

Lionpeach/goldenlion/sunstone/Fuzzypeaches/TamarinShipping/MalachitesunShipping - Azure lion/Monkey king

BlueMoon/Kalaharishipping - Macaque/Azure lion

Barbeque Shipping/Bullion - Demon bull king/Azure lion

Moonpaw - Chang'e/Azure lion

Saberscales duo - Mei & Azure lion

Memoryscroll - Not Mayor/Azure lion

Inkyfeathers/Fuzzyfeathers/Goldengriffin/griffinshipping - Peng/Azure lion

Blackquill/ShadowWings - Macaque/Peng

Phoenixfree/Phoenixtea - Tang/Peng

FlyingPigs - Pigsy/Peng

Moonmonkey/Moonstoneshipping/Peachcake - Chang'e/Monkey king

BlackBunny/blackberry/shadowmoon/shadowbunny/DoubleMoon/NewMoon - Chang'e/Macaque

FruitCake/reflectionshipping - Monkey King/Macaque/Chang'e

Moonduo/Mooncake duo - Chang'e & Macaque

Peachcakeduo - Chang'e & Monkey king

Sugarplum/StormOcean/Lunar tides/Mangotea/Hurricaneshipping/Shadowwave - Sandy/Macaque

Seamonkey/Bluemonkey - Sandy/Monkey king

Silktea - Sandy/Huntsman

SeaPig/Seasalt - Sandy/Pigsy

Jasminetea/Bluetea - Sandy/Tang

Monkfish duo - Sandy & Tang

Dandylion/sealion - Sandy/Azure lion

Matcha duo - Sandy & Mei

Sleepover trio - Sandy & Mei & MK

RoyalArachnid/Ladybug/ScorpionSpider - Spider queen/Scorpion queen

ShadowVenom/Blackwidow - Macaque/Spider Queen

VenomPeach/Royalty/PoisonPeach - Monkey king/Spider Queen

DragonVenom - Mei/Spider Queen

Silkdragon - Ao lie/Spider Queen

Nightshade/IronSpider - Spider Queen/Princess iron fan

Venombunny/spidermoon/venombunnie - Chang'e/Spider Queen

Sleepbug/moonbuggy - Chang'e/Scorpion Queen

IntellectualSting - Tang/Scorpion Queen

Peachbun - Pigsy/Monkey king

Inkynoodles/SmokedBacon/Squidink/SquidInkNoodle - Macaque/Pigsy

RoastedCake/BaconMoonpie/PinkMoon/Baconpancakes/moonpie - Pigsy/Chang’e

Ironbull/Irondumpling - Princess iron fan/Demon bull king

BBQ - Pigsy/Demon bull king

BullMonkey/Sweetbeef - Demon bull king/Monkey king

Ironpeach - Princess iron fan/Monkey king

IronDragon - Mei/Princess iron fan

BlackFire - Macaque/Red son

Spicypeach - Red son/monkey king

bloodymoon - Red son/Chang'e

Firewall/fireant - Red son/Syntax

Techsupport - Red son & Syntax

Cyberhunt - Huntsman/Syntax

ShadowCoding - Macaque/Syntax

MonkieTech - MK/Syntax

Silkymoon - Huntsman/Macaque

Silkpeach/Sunset(shipping)/Webbedpeach - Huntsman/Monkey king

SunsetShipping - Huntsman/Macaque/Monkey King

Dragonsilk - Huntsman/Mei's dad

GiantPeach - Monkey king/Goliath (strong spider)

Giantshipping - Sandy/Goliath

Sweetpotatonoodles - Tang/Goliath

SpiderDragon/KomodoDragon - Mei/Goliath

SpinDragon - Mei/Spindrax

Toxicinsanity/Toxicsanity/Ghostspider - Not Mayor/Syntax

Shadowpuppet/Paranormal - Macaque/Not Mayor

Ghostpepper - Red son/Not Mayor

Mysticbones - Monkey King/Not Mayor

Ghostscholar - Tang/Not Mayor

Blizzard Duo - MK & LBD

White void duo - Azure lion & LBD

Skullkey - LBD/Not Mayor

RottenPlums - Macaque/LBD

Rottenpeach/PeachDrupe - LBD/Monkey king

Stardust/moondust/MilkyWay - LBD/Chang'e

Rottenfruits - Monkey king/LBD/Macaque

Spiderspirit - Huntsman/LBD

PeachyNoodles - MK/Monkey King

PlumsyNoodles/ShadowNoodles - MK/Macaque

FruityNoodles - MK/Macaque/Monkey King

Orangemint - Mk & Little girl ( Bai he )

Shadowsuccessor/raspberry duo - Macaque & Little girl ( Bai he )

Junebug duo - Tang & Mei

Darksoynoodles - ink MK/MK

Doodleduo/Chaos duo - ink MK & MK

Inkyflames (shipping) - ink MK/Samadhi Mei

Scoville trio - Ink MK/samadhi fire Mei/Redson

Blackpepper - Ink MK/Redson

Mosaic trio/Mirage trio/Abstract trio - Ink MK & MK & Reflection MK

SpecialDelivery/DoublePackage/DoubleWrap - MK & Delivery clone

MetallicGold/GoldenHues - MK & Artist clone

starvingartist - MK/Artist clone

GoldenBirthday/FunkyMonkey - MK & Porty clone

Partyanimal - MK/Porty clone

DecorativeDelivery/ArtisticMotivation/AutoPainting - Delivery clone & Artist clone

Partyfavor - Artist clone & Porty clone

Graffiti(shipping) - Artist clone/Porty clone

PizzaParty/SurpriseParty/CarStereo/CarRadio/DeliveryDisco -Delivery clone & Porty clone

Discodragon - Porty clone/Mei

PaintedDragon - Artist clone/Mei

Mixtape/Glowstick/Firebeats - Porty clone/Red son

Firealpaca- Redson/artist clone

Hot wheels- Redson/delivery clone

Hot heels/customer service/Redshoe - Redson/shoe store employee

Locket shipping/Icytop - Not Mayor/Shoe Store Employee

Hovershoes - Hoverboard guy/Shoe Store Employee

Snapdragon - Demon accountant/Dragon stylist

GoldenPork - Pigsy/Jin

SilverPork - Pigsy/Yin

FastFood - Pigsy/Jin/Yin

Fizzyshipping/sunkist - MK/Jin

Slushieshipping - Mei/Yin

Butterflypeanoodles - Pigsy/Tang/Sandy/Yin

Shadowbubbles - Monkey king/Goldfish demon

Wetfruits - Macaque/Goldfish demon

Peachbite/sunkissed/poisonpeach - Monkey king/Xiangliu

Milky way/JadeRabbit/Dragonbubble/Mooncakedragon/moondragon - Chang'e/Mei

Celestial king - Monkey king/Kui mulang

starrymoon - Macaque/Kui mulang

Souldragon (shipping)/WolfDragon - Kui mulang/Ao lie

Jadewolf duo - Kui mulang & Ao lie

ShadowSerpent - Macaque/Xiangliu

Eclipse twins - Rumble & Savage ( Macaque's clones )

Megalopeach - Sun Wukong/sans undertale ( true, canon, and real and i'm not ashamed that i've made art of it before )

Rosegold duo - Mk & Steven universe ( hi )

( Thanks gh0st-t0wn3, Lmkthings-ela, Anon, my oomf goldendragonleaf, Anxious-anon-time, and tsatsked for helping me with most of these ^^ )

[astrogre]

The Planet that is Pluto

Words: power, control, obsession, the underworld, intensity, intense emotions, intense everything, domination, taboo, depth, sex, repressed emotions, shadow self, the survivor, detective, alchemy, dark arts, superiority, fear, bravery

Astrological placements associated with Pluto: Scorpio, 8th house, Aries

Character I associate with Pluto: Femto-Berserk

The way Griffith sacrifices the souls of his people to transform into Femto and have dominance over others. What he does to Casca as well. He is the epitome of an extreme Plutonic character.

Honourable mentions: Homelander- The Boys, Laurie- Euphoria, Makima- Chainsaw man, Erik- Phantom of the Opera, Gaara-Naruto

Places: hades underworld realm, chess tournament’s, hell, anywhere with hierarchy aka corporate workplace, government institutions (because of power play/dynamics), caves, underground tunnel, escape rooms, secret society hidden meetings, nightmares,

Random somewhat astrologically influenced things that personally remind me of Pluto: Rigger, black grapes, death by strangulation, wine, babushka dolls, long nails, snakes, a public executor in the medieval ages, chess, cults, BDSM, the colour black, power play

Song I associate with Pluto:

Listen to this while you read it to immerse yourself in Pluto energy and surroundings, also read the lyrics too it’s very much Pluto energy

For you Pluto dominants:

(Pluto 1st house, Pluto 8th house, Pluto conjunct asc, Pluto conjunct Sun, many strong aspects to Pluto & Honourable mentions: 8th house stellium, Scorpio Stellium.)

This is entire post is dedicated to you

Plutos Traits:

Regenerative and transformative

Think of a snake shedding skin to become anew or when you’ve overcome and left abusive relationships and you’re back in your self confidence. Pluto is a phoenix bird it has a DEEP urge for regeneration and can transform itself from its own ashes into a diamond, Pluto itself is the pressurising machine. Say ashes represent the shittiest moments of our life e.g abuse, relationships, trauma, Pluto has the ability as an alchemist to use this horrible event to make something of more value, it transmutes basic base metal to gold. Transmutes pain and death to renewal. Pluto sees trauma as fuel. Without ashes (intense emotions or experiences) Pluto cannot show up and do it’s thing. Check where you have Pluto in the houses, this may be where you can get hurt most but it’s purposefully for a reason you’re supposed to use those intense emotions and make something beautiful of them

Eg. Pluto in 11th houser may have intense traumatic social circles or communities that ostracise, diminish, use or control them. As a Pluto 11th houser YOU have dominion here, you guys are social climbers the real life underdogs to Royalty stories. Use their exploitation of you as fuel, motivation and a resources to your success.

(Kylie and Kris Jenner have this placement and we all know how they absorb the drama, publicity and negativity from others like a champ, embody it, all to gain constant relevancy, power, influence and fame in their careers. Scandals make their profits go up like the whole Jordan woods drama and using it as marketing to do a sale on Kylie Jenner lip kit, Kris having their children’s private lives scrutinised and publicly available all so her family can gain relevance and wider opportunities)

Dominance and control

The reason why Pluto is known for obsession is because it urges to have the upper hand, Pluto won’t argue when defied he simply acts unbothered but exacts revenge in a cold manner, it wants to dominate and will go to extreme lengths to do that, it will go at all costs, the obsession manifests in an illogical, ego based way think of Gabriel Agreste from miraculous ladybug- how he prioritises triumphing ladybug over saving his wife, that kind of obsession. In my personal opinion I see Pluto as the second ego after Sun. It’s better if I explain by comparison… Think of powerful and dominating planets like Saturn and Mars, imagine if you owed each of these planets money and were in deep debt with them this is how they would respond:

Saturn: would employ you to do gruelling long hard work for many years, no retirement so that you’d die working on their behalf. If you refuse or die before debts are paid they would simply pass your debt onto your children make them do it to repay the money you owe. (If you’ve seen Chainsaw man, Saturn would work/treat the debtors children kind of like the way Denji was treated he had to pay off his fathers debts; in burdensome conditions where his health was being compromised for repayment.)

Mars: if you owed money to mars and were not able to pay it back, mars would most probably threaten you, beat you up, do a drive by shooting, physically destroy your assets like keying cars, graffiti and bulldozing your house, may be very aggressive think of loan sharks and mafia

Pluto: Now if you owe Pluto money.. Pluto is the kind to go further than mars, he would make you pay for it personally, in a way that can be grotesque/dark think of maybe rue from euphoria. When she owed money she just randomly woke up in a strangers bed and the house being filled with men implying she had been sex trafficked. Pluto is very wicked, obsessive and can be unsympathetic. It would not care if you feel pain and regret for inconveniencing them, it does this to put you in your place and prefers you repay the money with your suffering. Pluto may not even want the money anymore but rather the control and prioritises the debtors torture or will get the losses at your expense. eg. Sex trafficking you, have you wake up on the road after being unconscious and notice your kidneys are missing, hold you hostage, torture you, sell your body parts at an elite auction house, make detestable arrangements behind your back like forced marriage etc. This is how Pluto exacts its power and control.

Power obsessed

Pluto gets what it wants and exerts control over others while it does. That’s why it’s described as “scary” and associated with fear, a combination of ego and revenge. This is why wherever Pluto is in your houses it can show where you are intimidating, relentless and powerful and what you have constantly been resiliently obsessing over for years.

E.g Pluto 1st housers feel the desperate need to be in control and that they are seen to be dominant. They’re kind to get insulted if you call them “cute” or make jokes about their authority. (Leonardo DiCaprio, Beyoncé, Britney Spears and Justin Beiber all have this placement and came out of being typecasted or known as the “sweet good girl/boy” stereotype to powerful and to be taken with caution.

Taboo

Pluto is labelled taboo because it inserts itself into light AND darkness. It doesn’t mind and in fact rather enjoys exploring sex, defiance, repressed emotions, any subject that the general public refuse to speak of, Pluto relishes in that. I remember as a child there was a myth that I was told. It was that if you say “Bloody Mary” three times in the mirror you’ll get haunted and a ghost will appear to attack you, while other children may scream and dread in fear to even think of doing such an act, Pluto ruled natives may be the kind when alone to quickly run into the bathroom turn off the lights and try it out alone. That’s why they’re known to participate in dark arts, have interest in disturbing topics, they are fearless, like the challenge and find the minuscule information available on it a challenge. It’s not that Pluto ONLY has interest in taboo topics it’s just that it doesn’t hold as much fear of it as everyone else, talking about sex or death to Pluto is like talking about the weather, it’s no different, after all it’s just another subject.

The reason why they’re so fascinated by such topics and affiliated with them is because they see wasted energy and potential in these dark topics, abandoned resources that nobody wants meaning there’s more for them, and that’s why Pluto wants to explore it. Pluto isn’t wasteful. If Pluto were to kill a cow it would use its meat for food, bones for medicine, skin for rugs and teeth for necklaces, not a part of it would go unused. It gets excited when someone hits them because it means they can hit back.

Hidden self

Pluto is the hidden shadow part of yourself self you may want to hide and refuse to acknowledge. This is because as mentioned before Pluto loves the darkness and inside the subconscious there’s the good stuff and the bad stuff, our subconscious holds our fears, our beliefs, our desires and Pluto brings out all that stuff as conversation starters and wants to explore it and use it as fuel. This is why Pluto is known to be triggering because to be honest who wants to remember the fact they are afraid of touch and their abuser that caused that? But Pluto does. Pluto wants to remember them, Pluto wants to bring it up, Pluto wants to know who they are, Pluto wants to get revenge on them and put them in their place. Wherever Pluto is in your houses can also show how you can exact revenge so that it hits hard on others.

E.g. Pluto 4th house can suggest native can use powerful resources in their family, or their family has status, control, authority over others and can utilise it against others to contribute to their downfall.

(Megan Markle has this placement and she certainly lives up to it. She’s able to use the traumatic experiences she endured as a royal as fuel against them and is slowly contributing to the downfall of the monarchy by using her name and her affiliation to the royal family).

How to activate Pluto

Pluto can only transform and use its powers of Alchemy, transformation, control and power if you tap into its energy otherwise Plutos potential will be ignored. The same with any placement really. If you have a Venus 1st house, you want to be a beauty influencer but don’t put yourself out there, it’s energy will never manifest and remain as wasted potential.

The way you’re supposed to use Pluto is by confronting your fears. When you are most afraid, do it anyway.

E.g. Pluto 7th housers when you’re laying in bed and you’re thinking of that traumatic experience in your relationships instead of suppressing it, allow Pluto to remember it and allow that level of disrespect you feel to take action in the way of your Pluto sign.

(Shakira, Cardi B and Megan Thee stallion all have this placement and exacted revenge on their partners in different ways, Shakira and Cardi did it by artistically exposing them in music and making money form it, Megan did it the same way and also by lawsuits, doing public interviews on torey Lanes and pressing charges)

Anything Pluto touches is where you hold the most power in your birth chart. Usually people say how come i’m not good in that area?? It’s because you’ve not utilised Pluto. It’s because you won’t let Pluto explore it and turn your tribulations into gold.

What can Pluto tell us:

The best way of how you can exact revenge for it to successfully hit hard on others.

Where your wasted potential is. Basically where you allow your fears, desires, trauma to lay dormant instead of using that intense energy for Pluto transformation

Where we get excited when someone hits us because it means we can hit back. (Applies only if native is used to Plutos energy, otherwise you won’t be able to hit back. You’ll know if it’s active if when you have challenges under the themes of the house Plutos in you trust you can fight back like you have in the past)

Where you hold the most power

What you obsess over

How you deal with fears, death, change and trauma

Which part of your life you experience extreme transformation and changes

What you like to fight for

I will most likely be making a series that incorporates all of this for each house. However due to the fact that I am unfortunately very detail oriented this may take a while for me to commit to.

Pluto Series:

Pluto in 1st House

[izgnanik-a]

Kicking off Pride month with some Ghoap?? 🫣

cw: mutual pining, light smut, heavy grinding, a bit of aftercare, ftm!Simon

// MDNII // Don’t like? Don’t read. //

The bar had been something of a hole in the wall for the lgbt+ youth for some time until it actually became something. Once a week, the event turned into something fruity, something to cater to the “gay youth”, but it was all just some sad excuse to get in more income.

Despite knowing that, they still showed up because it was a single day they could connect with their people.

So, having been a frequent to the club on the usual days, Simon decided to pay the door fee to get in on said youth days. The music had been playing unusually loud, spotlights and a disco ball on the dj booth swirling, the smell of vodka was pungent as he passed a group of drag kings laughing it up against the pinball machine.

A single slot machine sat against a wall of ceiling-to-floor mirrors, and the local winner of the mega-bux was scribbled on a piece of paper above it.

If you’d had sneezed, anyone would’ve passed by the building if it weren’t for the music and piercing lights through the blackout windows.

Simon didn’t know where to stand at the usual dead bar top, having to wait by the ATM by the bathrooms to get a drink. He wasn’t a heavy drinker, but being overwhelmed by something that wasn’t his usual Friday night — he was considering leaving.

He should’ve brought a friend, he thought to himself. But what good would that do him?

The whole point of him coming out was to make nice with someone he could take home. The last time he’d been able to have a clear enough mind to woo someone was months previous, his toys and hands had been enough but he missed physical contact, even from a stranger.

He couldn’t take home a stranger if there was a friend there he’d recognized.

So, he found himself sitting by the wall of mirrors where drag royalty were fixing their lashes, looking at their teeth to make sure there were no smudges of lipstick, and the crowd progressively grew past fire code violations.

The crowds gave wails when their favorite iconic songs had come on, moving to the dance floor to form crowd around themselves.

Simon didn’t think he was that kind of person. He enjoyed being spotlights in small groups; lunch dates with friends, movie nights, and even going to the fair. He sunk further in his seat as the liquor in his drink got thinner, ice cubes melting it down.

He returned his glass to the bar to grab another. Eyes flitting to the drink menu above the bar, he missed the body hovering to his right, a hair’s distance from his shoulder.

The stumble of the crowd brought them together, and Simon’s ribs meshed with the high bar top.

“Sorry. I’m sorry.” Said the stranger, patting Simon’s back softly before stepping off.

Simon looked up at the brute, and good god — he was beautiful. Blue eyes, pierced brow, lean, tanned, and tall. Everything Simon could want to be, and to be with.

He must’ve caught Simon’s blatant stare, because he was looking back. Giving a polite smile, and swayed in his step. “I hope you didn’t think I shoved into you on purpose.” Said the Scotsman. “I’d think up a better pick-up line than trying to spill a drink on you.”

Hitting on me? Simon blinked. All he could think of was TV static. The guy probably thought he was stupid for just staring at him, not saying a thing.

The bartender approached, and if Simon had been staring at the board instead of this man’s face, he’d know what he wanted.

“I’ll have the Regina, and whatever else this one wants,” he gestured towards Simon, “I owe it for bumping into you.”

Simon collected enough brain cells to look up at the menu, and utter the words of some gay icon gospel drink they’d had, the Leslie, or something. It was put before him with a pineapple and tropical umbrella.

The man smiled as he paid for the tab, and collected his drink with a sip. “Mm. Have a good night bud.” Patting Simon once more on the back, he turned for the crowd and walked towards the patio doors.

Simon grabbed his drink, having no interest in actually drinking it, and slinking in the direction of the patio doors. He hadn’t talked to a single person all night, and this beautiful man had shown him an ounce of attention. He heeled like a dog, watching through the blackout windows as the man came to the side of a group of smokers, giving them a smile and sipping his drink.

Of course he’d come with people, Simon thought. Someone like that would.

Left to cradle his drink alone again, Simon slumped to the cushioned seats across from the dance floor, sitting with his elbows on the table under the low light.

Simon wondered if he should’ve just gone home. At the bottom of his second cup, he twiddled the tropical umbrella in his fingers as the music picked up again.

When wandering eyes had glazed over his, he looked down in avoidance. He didn’t want just anyone coming up to him. Though there were few, none compared to the beauty who’d bumped into him and bought him a drink. He was left high and dry, and still wanted to know his name at least.

Simon contemplated it, and he was going home. It was final. He collected his empty glass, umbrella between his lips, and left his glass on the bar top. When he turned for the door, he watched the patio doors come open and the crowd shuffle in. That blue eyed devil following.

Simon watched in awe as the crinkles by his eyes only made him more attractive, he couldn’t have been much older than Simon; late 20’s? Simon thought. With his hand on the door handle to head out, his eyes caught those blue ones, and Simon felt all giddy again.

The man paused as he passed, arm’s reach from Simon. “Leaving so soon?” He asked.

Say something cool. Simon thought to himself. He leaned his elbow up against the push doors, “Not my cup of tea.” He shrugged.

The man nodded. “It was good to see you.” He held up his hand to fist bump.

Who was this man to treat Simon like an old pal? Simon bumped his fist and gained a smile out of it.

“Get home safe.” The man said to him, pointing, and turning for the bar with his friends.

Simon, gobsmacked, was taken by the door opening and excused himself as he walked past the people in the doorway.

He came with a task at hand and left with nothing. Completely outwitted by a pretty man with blue eyes.

The following week, when Simon didn’t have luck with the usual cis crowd, he headed back to the gay youth event at the bar. His eyes searching the dance floor and patio for that same blue eyes man who’d been sent for him, and didn’t find him. He sat at the bar this time, looking at each customer who approached, and none of them were him.

Simon had rum and coke in hand when a gentle pat against his back jostled him. He looked up to the recipient, that blue eyed man had walked up on him while he was lost in thought.

“Hey. Didn’t think I’d see you again.” He said, giving Simon’s nape a squeeze before releasing him. “How are you?”

Chills ran down Simon’s spine where his warm palm had grazed him.

“Get anything good?” He pulled himself into the stool beside Simon, leaned up against the sticky bar top with no hesitation.

Simon needed to play it cool, despite the red in his ears growing hotter. “Rum and coke.”

The man grimaced. “That’s it?” He withheld a chuckle.

Simon puffed his chest up. “Is that a problem?“

He put his sizable hands up, thick fingers and manicured nails drawing themselves into Simon’s memory. “No problem. I’m just a whiskey man myself.”

The heaviest drink Simon could get without any consequences was a 13% alcoholic wine that was near half a take-away meal’s cost. But even one drink was testing it. The coke and watered down rum was nothing.

“Well, whiskey-man, surely you can enjoy it quietly.” Simon quipped.

“Where’s the fun in that?” Pushed back the man.

Simon watched him lean up in his chair to speak to the bartender, reading their lips to confirm, and sat back in his seat. He had a cool aura about him as he spread himself out while Simon kept tightly in his seat.

The man held his hand out, palm up, towards Simon finally. “John MacTavish. My friends call me Johnny.”

Simon didn’t think he looked like a Johnny, didn’t think he even looked like a John. But he wanted to paint a pretty picture of this man, so Johnny would have to do. “And where are your friends, John?”

Johnny smiled, hand still extended out. “I could introduce them to you, if you’d like. Do you smoke?”

Simon had a few puffs of a smoke once or twice when he was in uni, and some endless day when he couldn’t sleep during bootcamp, but he wasn’t a social smoker. So he had no idea why he said “yeah.”

He was following Johnny out to the patio like a pup on a leash, holding the door for passing people, and coming to stand at the patio table by a collection of people.

Johnny introduced them singularly, and in pairs. He’s hers, they’re his, and they’re together — all those things. When it came time to introduce Simon, however, Johnny was at a loss.

“What’s your friend’s name again?” Asked one of Johnny’s mates, holding a cigarette between his fingers.

Johnny turned to Simon, and raised his brow. “He’s very secretive, actually.” He teased.

Simon looked to his friends who ooh’ed and ahh’ed.

“We love a good mystery.” Said one of Johnny’s non-binary friends, leaned up against their partner.

Johnny straddled the bench as he sat, gazing up at Simon from the promising height. “Sit, join us.”

Simon felt his nerves fire again when Johnny smiled. He sat in the bench, like a normal person, while Johnny remained facing him, practically bracketing Simon between his massive thighs.

Johnny was all types of fit, just enough for Simon to bite onto his skin and pull at it with his teeth, like a dog with a toy.

While Johnny’s friends were immersed in conversation, Johnny wasn’t one to butt in and speak. He just sat, admiring his friends, sipping his drink, and occasionally glancing towards Simon.

Simon’s knee began to hop just thinking about this man beside him. How he’d greet him kindly every time, give him flirty little gazed and smirks. Comments that were deliberately provocative, pushing back when Simon would be bratty. He was all kinds of hot.

“Do you want to go for a walk?” Johnny’s whisper in his ear made him turn his head, realizing he’d leaned in until his chest was up against Simon’s shoulder. His head turned behind Simon’s so he’d have to turn cheek to cheek to hear him proper.

Meeting Johnny gaze was a mistake, because the Brit was nodding blindly, following to stand.

“Going for a walk.” Johnny gestured for a smoke, and one of his buddies gave him their cigarette box and lighter.

Johnny and Simon abandoned their drinks in favor of walking through the lot. Simon didn’t know what he was doing, what was originally supposed to be him finding someone to bring home and fuck turned out to be yearning for this man. This stranger.

Johnny took a cigarette from the box before holding one out to Simon. Compelled, Simon watched Johnny light his first, watching the coveted glow of flames light his face under the night sky. He took the offered lighter from Johnny, finger tips grazing his, and lit his own smoke.

They leaned up against unknown cars, taking puffs between silenced stares.

Johnny took a puff before speaking. “You alright?”

Simon furrowed his brow around the filter, fingers touching his lips.

“You anxious?” Johnny asked, and when the bewilderment grew, he spiked again. “Leg bouncing, and lip chewing. I’ve seen enough people to know when your heads too full on thoughts.”

Simon sighed smoke through his nose. “It’s nothing.”

Johnny hummed. His eyes panned to the starlit sky, and back towards Simon. “You know, I didn’t think you’d be back. I thought maybe it’s the drinks, but they’re shit. No one really likes them unless they’re plastered.”

“Are you saying I have other motives of being here?” Simon’s nerves kicked in again. He felt himself shaking with adrenaline. He wanted this man on him.

“You said it’s not your cup of tea. So what are you doing here?”

Simon regretted even trying to be cool. Surely this man didn’t think he was a cis guy just trying to get a few free drinks, he wasn’t that pretty.

Johnny eyed him, almost at the end of his cigarette.

Simon wished it would go in forever, that they could stray from the club and stay in this spot alone. Even in silence, despite Simon burning inside. He couldn’t spend another week waiting to see this man again.

“You know,” he pinched his cigarette between his fingers. “You’re one to talk. I mean, really. You greet me like we’re old pals, and buy me drinks. I’d say you have anterior motives, MacTavish.” Simon pointed at him briefly, a coy smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he stepped closer. “Even thought to share a smoke with me, all alone in this lot, where no one but the drivers can see.” He tut his tongue at the taller man. “Do you think you’re so well kept?”

Johnny only stared at him with lowered lids, taking a puff before putting it out under his boot. “I was actually quite transparent with you from the start. You were too focused on the drink menu to even notice me crossing the bar for you.”

Simon sputtered, all functions lost, traction making him lose his focus on the race. He stared at Johnny’s smug face.

“I didn’t think you even wanted anything to do with me, considering you didn’t interact with anyone that first night.” Johnny put his hands on his buckle, leaning back against the car. “Just sat down with your drink most of the night.”

When Simon had thought he was being perceptive, he was just plain blind. He blinked at Johnny, near eye level with him leaned down now, and his cigarette had burned down to near filter.

Johnny cleared his throat, pinching the cigarette from between his fingers, bringing it to his own lips. He took a drag as he stared into Simon’s eyes, and huffed it aside. “If that’s not your cup of tea, then I apologize for even saying so.”

Simon kickstarted from his shock to take the cigarette from Johnny’s lips, bringing it to his own to finish, and stomped it under his heel. With his exhale, he blew it over Johnny’s face softly.

Johnny shut his eyes and relished in the whisper of breath over his face. He reopened his eyes and Simon leaned his palms against the car, bracketing Johnny in. “Yeah?” Johnny gave a teasing smirk. “You wanna be a big man now?”

Simon’s face hovered over Johnny’s, forehead grazing Johnny’s Mohawk as he stared into his eyes. He felt Johnny’s hands circle his hips, massive hands stroking up his waist to his ribs. He was rippling with chills, sighing a breath over Johnny’s lips.

“Come on, big man,” Johnny teased. “Show me what you’ve got.”

When Simon’s mouth met Johnny’s, he tasted like smoke and bourbon with a hint of vanilla. He was rough with his hands as he lapped at Simon’s tongue with care, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth before dragging Simon into his body.

Simon felt the heat overtake him as Johnny groped his ass, mouthing along his chin to his jaw and throat. Simon didn’t realize he was relinquishing his position of power until he was gasping against Johnny’s tongue on his throat. Sucking soft bruises along his pulse and ear, Simon collected himself by pulling Johnny’s hair back.

He gained a hiss of pain from Johnny, lips reflecting with spit under the starlit sky. Simon wanted on him again. “Are you going to just keep kissing me or are you going to actually fuck me?” Simon huffed.

Johnny only smiled. “I thought the kissing was pretty hot. I didn’t know we were going to fuck. I would’ve brought protection.”

Simon nearly died to those words.

“I could eat you out.” Johnny offered. “But I’m not doing it in a car.”

The front door to Simon’s apartment was sticky and had to be shouldered open sometimes, but Johnny didn’t seem to care as he was tonguing Simon down against the door. They’d finally gotten in and nearly slammed the door off its hinges.

Johnny kissed Simon’s neck again, grinding against him as he brought his leg up to his hip. “God. Where do you want-“

“The couch.” Simon uttered between tears of Johnny’s teeth against his lips.

They dragged each other to the worn couch, and Johnny was tugging Simon over him. With his hands tight in his clothes, Simon didn’t realize he was grinding into the man’s stomach until he was practically giggling against his mouth.

Simon looked down at him in confusion, and Johnny waved his hand at him. “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing. It’s nothing.” He insisted as he rubbed his hands up and down Simon’s thighs. “This is nice.”

Nice? Nice?? Simon was spiraling. This man was shoving his tongue down Simon’s throat, holding his thigh the entire drive over to his house, and this was nice??

Johnny smiled up at Simon, hot hands resting on his thighs. “Did I ruin it?”

Simon pressed his palms into the couch at his sides. “Yeah.”

Johnny blew a breath from his lips. “Smooth.” He told himself. “I was just thinking how we shared a cigarette and then had our first kiss.”

“Is that what you were thinking?”

Johnny hummed.

“Getting hung up on the first kiss?”

He smirked as he hummed again.

“That’s a new low.”

“Lowest bar you’ve ever seen?”

“Hard yes.”

Johnny hummed as he walked his hands up Simon’s thighs to his hips. “I liked that grind we had going before.”

“Yeah?” Simon leaned over Johnny’s face, holding the couch above his head.

“Yeah.” Johnny sighed against his mouth as he kissed him, softly this time as Johnny maneuvered his hips how he liked.

The grind of Simon’s hips against Johnny wasn’t scratching the itch that he needed. Needing just an edge to get that right spot. Simon shifted his hips towards Johnny’s hip, catching against his hip bone, and practically breaking the moment his jeans pressed against him in the most delightful ways.

Simon hummed and whined into Johnny’s mouth, rubbing until he felt faint, like he could cum in his pants right there. But that wasn’t the point of bringing Johnny back — no. Johnny said he wanted to eat him out since he didn’t bring a condom to fuck him.

But there was an obstacle to be hurdled.

Johnny’s wandering hands clasped themselves to Simon’s ass, grinding him a little firmer against his side, and all thoughts left Simon.

Simon trembled in his grip, gasping in his ear as Johnny pressed their cheeks together. He groaned and moaned, desperately writhing under Johnny’s direction. Shushing him sweetly when his hips stuttered against him.

“That’s it. Good boy. Cum for me, won’t you?” Johnny gazed down at Simon drooling against his shoulder, combing a hand over his cheek. “Nice and slow for me. Of course you needed something to grind up against. To make you feel better. Poor thing.” He cooed softly. “Cum for me. Be sweet for me and cum, using me as a toy to get off.”

His words amplified Simon’s bubbling orgasm, and he wanted his hands in his pants already. But his orgasm was climbing, and he needed an out. He shoved his face deeper into Johnny’s neck as a ghastly grunt escaped him, chills running down his body as he came in his briefs, followed by heavy panting.

Johnny’s soft assuring strokes through his hair made him float off in consciousness. “Good boy. You did so well. Good boy.” He soothed kisses along Simon’s shoulder that had him making soft pleased noises with every breath.

Simon could fall asleep like this. In another person’s arms, cradled by warmth and softness. He should be embarrassed for cumming so easily in his pants to just grinding against someone’s hip. God. He could feel the shame rising slowly in him.

Did Johnny want to leave? Was he only comforting Simon because he was crushing him to the couch? Did he think Simon owed him because of it? Was this awkward now?

Johnny’s hand cupped the back of his neck, gently scratching his nape, and his tension eased. “I’ll leave if you want me to, but for now, we can just lay here like this. Don’t even have to say a word.”

The reassurance was nice, and Simon didn’t know if he wanted the man to leave him. He was comfortable and warm, but Simon feared looking him in the eyes again and having to relieve such a horrible sexual situation.

Simon’s whole plan was to use someone to get off, to have a fraction of time with someone again. So why did this feel off?

Simon opened his eyes abruptly, not realizing he’d fallen asleep from the languished touched to the back of his neck to the warmth Johnny’s body gave off. His panic ebbed when he realized he was alone in his apartment, and the lights had been shut off.

Sitting up in the dark, he sighed as he searched for his phone to find that it was well past midnight. He didn’t remember when he’d left the club, but it must’ve been early night considering the moon hadn’t even crossed the middle of the sky yet.

A sticky note bumped his fingers as he glanced at his phone, and he stared in confusion. Reaching for the light switch behind the couch, he blinked at the pack of sticky notes on the coffee table with a pen from his knitted basket.

xxx xxxx -Johnny, thank you for tonight, call me ;)

Simon was livid.

This man had a heavy make-out session with him, let him grind against his body like some horny teenager, and soothed him to sleep by scratching and kissing his body. Only to shuffle away in the night, leaving a note like a lovesick Cinderella who had to return to his life.

Simon sat up, feeling the moisture from his briefs clinging to him. Sticky note left to haunt him, he wiped himself clean and fell back into bed.

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I like to head canon that any preinstalled media JCJenson puts in their products (like how computer OSes come with a few desktop background images, some phones come with preinstalled music, et cetera) is all public domain because they really don't want to pay for royalties

but since copyright laws just keep getting worse, all the public domain stuff is from 100's of years ago. IE, our present day and the last couple decades.

We can't prove that worker drones came with Come On Elieen and Disco Duck preinstalled, but we also can't prove that they didn't