#diviination

[noxporium]

What Does The Deck Say? May 16, 2024

"Too much of a good thing is generally not a good thing. But it’s hard to put a stop to it when it feels so good (at first). If necessary, get help from a professional or from someone that has been trained to deal with your concern. It will not be a simple thing to change up what you are doing as what you have been doing has been so entrenched into your everyday thing. The fight you will have with yourself will be worth it, as you realize just how much you had given over to a routine that no longer does you well."

The RM (Red Magician) Tarot is a limited edition deck created by artist Jay LeRoy. Being that it was originally meant to be the artist’s personal tarot, the artwork is a collage-based, subconsciously-driven interpretation of Hermetic and universal symbolism. The Red Magician Tarot is ©Jay LeRoy.

“What Does The Deck Say” is a weekday series of 3 card pulls from a cartomancy deck. No context or query is given to frame what the cards say as the posts are reading samples and not personal instruction. The result is sometimes humorous, sometimes serious, and usually surprising. All readers are invited to leave a comment about what they perceive in the random spread as each person will interact with the cards in their own way.

Personalized, direct, and private cartomancy readings are available via Ko-Fi: Noxporium.

[transnats]

Body To Flame - A. Anderson

Kinks/Warnings: Rough sex, predator/prey dynamics, light bondage, strap-on sex/use, dacryphilia, light dumbification, degrading/humiliation, sub/dom dynamics (sub!reader, dom!abby), knife play, spit play, impact play, cum eating, throat fucking, voyeurism, strap referred to as ‘cock’, pet names, AFAB reader

🎙️ Sora Says: CHAT! I worked really hard on this (took multiple breaks from being distracted by Lucy Dacus) and I think it turned out kinda good! Please don’t kill me if this is super dark. 😭 I just think I’m into some weird shit and in turn, this appears out of the works! I wanted to release something with all the free time I had so this is it! Okay damn lemme stop rambling.. YIKES!!!

W/C: 1.7K

Running through the thick, luscious forest and taking in its greenery, you only had one goal in mind — outrun Abby before she gets you. Adrenaline pumps through your veins in a way it never had before. It was exciting on both ends; Abby giving you a head start while slowly creeping up on you, and you trying to escape her grasp.

Leaves crunch under your shoes as you run, your legs screaming in pain as you huff with effort. You take a second to catch your breath, leaning against a large willow tree while the forest continues making sounds around you. The hum of crickets, the chirps of some other animals and the faint flow of water combines and makes a beautiful sound — almost a perfect juxtaposition of the predicament you were in.

The tranquility didn’t last long as you heard heavy footfall behind you. Every sense in your body screams for you to run. So your body moves on autopilot, bolting off in another direction. 

Abby gets a thrill from the chase, a slight hint of amusement appearing on her face as she breathes somewhat heavily. 

Though you’d been two steps ahead of the girl, she was faster. Her big arms wrap around you, bringing you in her clutch as you pretend to struggle.

“Quit fucking squirming. Don’t pretend you don’t want this.” Abby barks, holding you tightly. “Leave me alone!” You shout. “Oh but baby, you wouldn’t want that would you?” She retorted. You stay silent. “That’s what I thought.”

Abby then pushes you to your knees, before walking behind you. “Gotta ensure you don’t run from me now. I’d be really sad if you ran from me.” Her belt comes undone before she pulls it off.

With an agonizingly slow pace, she bounds your hands behind your back. She pulls the belt extra tight before walking back infront of you. The bulge in her cargo pants was definitely prominent and it made you salivate.

She takes notice of the expression on your face and she smirks slightly. A hand comes down to slightly caress your face. “I’m gonna fuck your throat and you’re gonna take it like a good girl. Got it?” She asks, somewhat sharp in tone.

You nod, of course, and she wastes no time to pull off her boxers and pants. Her fingers slowly intertwine with your hair, grabbing into a makeshift ponytail. Your mouth opens without her even having to tell you to do so.

She started off slow, listening to each sound as she slowly worked its length into your mouth. She groans as if she can feel it. She wishes she could. “Takin’ it so fucking good for me baby.” She mumbles under her breath between breaths and moans.

She becomes absolutely feral for it, seeing you on your knees like this, taking her cock so good. How could she not wanna do nasty shit to you?

“Gonna cum down your stupid fucking throat, yeah, ��n you’re gonna fucking take it for me, baby.” Abby speeds up her pace, feeling some kind of euphoric feeling. Could she have just cum from this sight alone? Probably. Hell, she might even do that right now. 

The occasional bump on her clit from her strap was only moving her to go slightly faster. “Look like such a whore on your knees like this. Cryin’ for me and shit.” She spat, tossing her head back. Tears pricked in the corners of your eyes as the strap hits the back of your throat, causing you to gag slightly.

Abby looks down at you before she slightly smiles. “So pretty crying for me.” She seems to be getting a kick out of seeing you cry for her. And you were definitely certain of it when her breathing became faster and her moans got higher.

She was about to cum, and god was she close. With a few more harsh thrusts, she’d made a mess of herself. “Take my cum down that pretty throat.” She grumbles. Yet again, she tosses her head back as the aftershocks of her orgasm pass through her body.

But she was far from done. She stands you up, before leaning in to kiss you. It was hungry, it was needy, and it definitely made you moan and whine into her mouth. Her tongue intruded into your mouth, sliding against yours before she pulled away.

Opening your mouth with her thumb against your bottom lip, she instructed you to stick your tongue out. From there, she spits in your mouth.

“Go ahead and swallow it for me.” She says, harshly patting your cheek. You swallow it eagerly. You look her in the eyes all needy and she knows it. She knows you’re probably soaking wet right now.

“You need to be fucked don’t you baby?” She asks, cocking her head to one side. “Really bad, Abby.” You whine. A dark look twists itself onto her face. “Beg for it. Be nice and loud for me. And tell me exactly where you need me.”

It was embarrassing in a way to do this. She always made you do this. “Cmon, you know what I need. Just give it to me.” You say while looking up at her. “No, I don’t. You gotta tell me. Can’t read your mind.” Abby responds, chuckling at how needy you are. “So stupid and needy that you can’t even tell me what you need. How sad.” The faux sympathy was hard to ignore.

“Need you inside me. I wanna be filled up by you. I want your cock so bad, Abby. Please.” You whine yet again. “There she is. I knew you had it in you.” She coos.

Abby then proceeds to manhandle you, pushing you onto the ground with your ass in the air, and now she’s on her knees behind you. Your back forms a deep arch as she yanks your pants down.

The click of her switchblade could be heard behind you. It makes your heart race with anticipation. The cool steel of the blade makes contact with your exposed thigh. Slowly, she drags it up and up. It causes you to squirm. “Keep still. Don’t wanna have to make you bleed.” She instructed.

The blade finds itself under the fabric of your underwear. Abby drags the blade up until the fabric rips. The now torn fabric falls off your body, exposing your wet cunt.

“Look at her, she’s crying for me.” She teased, taking in the sight. She continued dragging her switchblade across your inner thighs until you were whining for her.

“Abby please. I dont wanna be teased anymore.” You say, almost crying from how bad you need it. Abby shushes you. “Lemme have my fun first.”

It feels like she’d been teasing you for what felt like hours before you finally heard shifting behind you. Abby spits on her hand before coating her strap in it. She drags her cock against your slit, listening to your desperate little whines.

When she notices you trying to push yourself down onto it, she harshly slaps your ass, making you whine loudly. “Nuh uh princess, wait till I give it to you.” She said while rubbing the spot she’d smacked. Now she makes you wait even longer before she pushes it into you. At first she doesn’t move.

She’s still as if she’d been calculating her next move. When you’d least expected it, she begins thrusting slow and deep. You moan loudly, your hands balling into fists, making crescents on the palms of your hands.

Her hands smooth over the globes of your ass before returning to your hips. “Faster please. I need it.” You say between moans. “Beg me properly.” She growls, keeping her pace steady.

“Please fuck me harder and faster, miss. I need it really badly. I wanna cum for you.” You whine out. “That’s a good girl.” Her thrusts pick up in speed, as you asked. She reached a hand around to vigorously rub your clit.

You’re whining and gasping, almost screaming her name while she continues fucking you. She’s hitting your g-spot and you feel like you’re in heaven.

A string of curses fall from your lips, ragged and broken, as she continues with her unrelenting pace. “Yeah? You needed it all hard like this. Anyone could just walk past and hear how fucking loud you are.” Abby says, grunting slightly. The idea was thrilling. Absolutely thrilling to the both of you. 

She gives your ass another smack. “Goddamn baby, you hear how wet this pussy is for me? And she’s sucking me in? This pussy was just made for me, wasn’t it?” She sounded absolutely feral for you. “Yes! It’s all yours— fuckfuckfuck, feels s’good!” You moan, your eyes rolling back slightly. “Damn right its all mine. You belong to me and nobody else.”

Wet squelching fills Abby’s ears, taking over her senses. She’s absolutely pussy drunk from you. She couldn’t get enough. She looks down at you, cursing softly. 

“Taking it so good for me. Making such a mess all over my cock baby.” She mumbles under her breath. She, at this point, wishes she could feel you. The way you were begging for her to cum inside of you encourages her movements.

Going faster, she watches you get dumber and dumber. Your moans are significantly louder and your babbling. “‘M so close Abby! Please don’t stop. Wanna cum for you.” You moan loudly, and she groans. Her pussy was soaking again. You’d made her this way.

“Gonna make you go stupid for me.” She promises. Your hands ball up tighter while your orgasm builds up in your stomach.

“I’m cumming! Don’t fucking stop!” You say, screaming almost. “Cum for me then, pretty girl.” Abby says softly. 

The orgasm washed through your body as you came all over her. Your legs shake slightly as she helps you ride through your orgasm. Your chest rises and falls as you moan.

She takes the belt off of your wrists before she pulls out, looking at the mess between your legs.

“What a messy bitch.” She says, then going in to clean you up with her tongue. You were still quite sensitive, everytime her tongue grazed over your clit you mewled out and squirmed. “Gotta clean you up baby, keep still for me.” She whispers. She laps at your cum, savoring the taste and letting out little moans. Once she’d had enough, the two of you take a second before getting up.

She was far from done with you, and you knew that you. That’s why she hauls ass back to her car while holding your hand. You look down at her back pocket, seeing your torn underwear. Your face heats up, but you pretend not to notice. Abby was already saying what she planned to do to you when you’d arrived back home. 

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[sprinqlockdarc]

@diviines sent “ why can't you just be honest with me? with yourself? “ / joss

he looks at her, bites his lower lip, and looks away. they're together, as always, but this time he's making sure the puppet in the prize room is working correctly. afton knows that the puppet's malfunctions are the product of the spirit clinging to the animatronic, but the franchise owner makes it seem like there's a mechanical issue going on. why he doesn't hire one of the many technicians that afton personally knows is beyond him, but he rolls up the sleeves of his shirt and gets to work. looking over his shoulder at her, he finally sighs.

"being honest with myself has never been the easiest thing for me to do." that was putting things way too simply, but some of it was the barest truth. "if i say it out loud, there's a chance you don't feel the same. more than that, there's a chance that you do, and that makes all of this harder."

[crownedhopelesss]

continued from here. / @diviines​.

              KAI WAS NEVER ONE to celebrate traditional holidays such as new years but vanya seemed to bring out that side of him. besides, who was he to turn down a night of drinking with such a sexy woman ? he went out of his way to purchase the nicest bottle of champagne   -----   well, he didn’t exactly purchase it but details weren’t important. after he poured the both of them a bubbly glass, he offers it to her and smirks at her words. leaning down to press a wet, sloppy kiss against her lips, he responds,     ❛           if you’re lucky, i’ll kiss my favorite pair of lips on you     ❜    he teased then proceeding to bite her neck roughly. he could never help himself when it came to her.    ❛    if we’re going to actually celebrate this stupid holiday, can we go out and do something   ?     ❜    he asked, plopping himself down on the couch restlessly and sighing deeply, chugging the rest of his champagne.     ❛     let’s fuck some shit up, i’m bored.     ❜

[splinterdsoularc]

@diviines sent “I want you to ruin me.” / lilith to nica!chucky oops

oh. oh. five words, a request that almost sounds like an order. he swallows, tugs on the collar of the shirt he's wearing. had the tie always been that tight, or is his throat closing up? there's a faint clarity in the back of his mind as he checks in with nica. he's quite aware of how things are going to progress, but checking in never hurt. they're going to own your ass. yeah, i'm cool. she almost sounds excited, and chucky isn't quite sure what to make of that.

"i don't really have anything with me right now, but if you tell me what to do..." shit. wait. no, maybe it'll work out in his favor. chucky can almost sense the authority radiating off of them, and he's almost certain she's not going to have any trouble taking control. still, why the fuck is he feeling nervous? he hadn't felt like that with tiffany in a few years.

lilith can actually hurt us if she wants to. right.

[chaoticrebels]

✩༺♥༻✩ ━ ❝ Being your friend should come with a warning label. ❞

✪ 。゜ ⠀ ☆ 。゜ ⠀ ★ Answered » { Kat }

✦ —   * ⠀ / ⠀ 𝙁𝙄𝙇𝙀𝘿 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 ⠀﹕⠀ ❪ @diviines​​ ❫

Arms crossing across his chest as his lips thinned, couldn’t even begin to say how ridiculous Kat was being. But then again, Eddie knew how he could be so maybe she wasn’t be so ridiculous. However no one said she had to be his friend so really whose fault was it? No one but hers. ❝Hm, didn’t you get one? I am pretty sure I’ve heard enough warnings about me that I could probably write a resumé.❞ Munson remarked sarcastically. ❝If you can’t handle me then feel free to leave, no hard feelings.❞

[vegaprose]

❛  damn, if being sexy was a crime, you’d be guilty as charged.  ❜ / vanya to ledger joker !

@diviines | memes

HE   FINDS   DEEP   AMUSEMENT   IN   THE   SUDDEN   REMARK   enough   to   cackle   the   second   she   finishes   the   line   ,   smile   stretching   even   wider   than   it   already   was   as   he   takes   a   swaggering   step   closer   .   Joker   knows   she's   as   playful   as   he   is   ,   in   every   sense   of   the   word   ,   especially   when   it   comes   to   making   crude   comments   —   but   he   liked   that   one   .   It   gave   him   a   renewed   sense   of   self   worth   that   he   very   discreetly   dealt   with   a   severe   lack   of   on   the   regular   .   ❛   That's   a   bit   ..   uh   ,   corny   ,   don't   y'think?   even   for   you   ,   Van   .   But   still   ..   you   wanna   ,   um   ..   find   a   nice   soft   spot   'round   here   somewhere   n'   ride   it   till   dawn?   ❜   he   isn't   even   joking   when   he   says   this   ,   the   smirk   on   his   face   indicating   he's   deadly   serious   and   the   shift   in   the   colour   of   his   eyes   deepening   making   it   apparent   the   blood   is   pumping   elsewhere   right   now   .  

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

@diviines​ sent:  𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔢. 𝔦 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔢 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔰.

              ˜”*°•.       Anger .   There  was  nothing  but anger  painting  his mind .  Nothing  but aversion  creeping  into his  appearance .  And yet,  somewhere  deep down,  locked  away into  the  darkest chambers  of  his brain ,  there  was  care .  And he knew  it .  He knew  it  because , when  their  scheme had  been  almost revealed ,  he’d  felt  fear .  His life ,  his  future , his  fate ,  so unimportant ,  so  meaningless . And  yet,  Lizzie behind  bars ,  rotting in  a  cell as  dark  as his  own ,  meeting with  nothing  but ghosts  and  demons and  shadows  every night .  He  hadn’t  wanted  it -  wouldn’t  have  allowed  it .   ❝ What  else  can you  see  then ?  In  my eyes  ? ❞  Not an  agreement ,  not a  disagreement ;  just  a  question meeting  with  another question .  For  even if  he  knew, there  was  still care  making  it into  soul,  he’d  forgotten  how he  was  supposed to  speak  it out  loud .  How he  was  supposed to  embrace  this care .

[perceivedpast2]

@diviines​​​ ♥ ( CANDIE ) liked for a one liner starter

"Who's blood is that? That's not yours."

[transnats]

BOMBOCLATTTTTT. ❤️😍😝

ETHEL CAIN PHOTOGRAPHED BY JULIA HUIKESHOVEN

[noxporium]

What Does The Deck Say? May 3, 2024

"For playing card decks that include at least one Joker card, I treat that card as the Stop Card. As such, since a Joker is the first card on the table, there will be no reading of the remaining cards. You are on your own, so go forth and create your own luck."

The Corvid Romantic Playing Cards are a “poker” deck designed and illustrated by Megan Weber. Under the name of “Zaheroux“, she showcases her nature and magic inspired artwork. Please note that the Corvid Romantic’s Feathers are read as Clubs, the Bones are read as Spades, the Crystals are read as Diamonds, and the Roses are read as Hearts. The Corvid Romantic Playing Cards are ©Megan Weber.

“What Does The Deck Say” is a weekday series of 3 card pulls from a cartomancy deck. No context or query is given to frame what the cards say as the posts are reading samples and not personal instruction. The result is sometimes humorous, sometimes serious, and usually surprising. All readers are invited to leave a comment about what they perceive in the random spread as each person will interact with the cards in their own way.

Personalized, direct, and private cartomancy readings are available via Ko-Fi: Noxporium.

[transnats]

thinking about a fem in heels making me get on my knees for her and beg to eat her out. 😵‍💫

[zainab123]

Our mind has two parts: conscious and sub-conscious mind. The conscious mind is where thoughts and intentions exist that we are aware of. The subconscious, on the other hand, is the most powerful part of the human mind. It consists of awareness or memories that are not yet revealed, but hidden or forgotten.

[sprinqlockdarc]

@diviines

those brats. those f u c k i n g brats hadn't had the good sense to leave when he'd killed them. no, instead they decided to fuck with his livelihood. they fucked with his animatronics. they fucked with the things he'd put so much work into. now, they'd had him cornered in the old store room. its almost fitting, he supposes. he's brought back to where everything had started, and then his gaze falls on the suit. he hurriedly inspected it, making sure that the locks were tight against the inside of the suit itself. standard protocol - something he drilled into the heads of his employees when he first opened fredbear's family diner.

the suit is tighter than he remembers, the springlocks almost poking into his skin as he shifts. the spirits of the children disappear one by one, until he's just left staring at the first child he killed. william starts laughing, finally getting the last upper hand in a fight that's lasted for longer than he wanted.

then, everything shattered.

the locks give, age and his laughter jostling them to the point of no return, and the first spears through his right leg. its a cascade after that, the locks failing as he gets impaled in the suit of his own design. william stumbles, a strange and warm wetness registering in the back of his mind as he feels something piercing his chest. strangely, everything misses his heart and lungs, but the pain grows so intense as the last of the locks fail.

he finally falls, entering a sitting position as his head lolls to the side. the last ghost disappears, leaving him in a growing pool of his blood. everything grows black, vision fading around the edges until his head falls forward. he can almost feel the ears at the top of the head twitching as something pulls him back.

"no." an ethereal voice hisses. "no, you shall suffer as those souls suffered."

stumbling to his feet, afton takes a heavy step forward. blinking almost feels unnatural, like his eyelids were burned off in the trauma. he's trapped. trapped in the springs, but he's alive. the springs intersecting his spine twitch a little as he tries to straighten, getting to something resembling his natural height.

s p r i n g t r a p.

[lordfentongaming]

Final Fantasy VII Rebirth All Corel Region Divine Intel Alexander guide

[splinterdsoularc]

@diviines sent “ i could never hate you. not really. “ / lilith to nica !

the young woman raises a brow, looking at the other with something close to a quizzical expression. "that's the closest i'm going to get to hearing that you like me, isn't it?" she asks, looking at them before a smile quirks up at the corners of her mouth. she gives a small shrug, then leans back a little in her wheelchair. "i'll take it."