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[nevarroes]

Jacques Latour is a name associated with the dark underbelly of Tal, an elusive figure whose path many prefer to avoid crossing. But among the select few who pay attention, rumors circulate that he is held in high regard by the Emperor himself, operating as his right hand.

[riftwalker-limbro]

home from exam (went well!) and i need to regain my braincells but i Will be posting once i'm done filling out beautifully scathing course reviews.

[gravity-knight]

Ok

*ahem*

So it’s been literal years since I’ve played ffvii remake

Found out another game in the series was release and thought it was the continuation

Thought all the Seph/Cloud clips were either flashbacks or a DLC

Then found out the DLC was Yuffie

So I started Yuffie and completely forgot the mechanics and story but didn’t want to replay the remake

Then found out I got the remake on 4 but not 5 then panicked about my saves

Eventually got things worked out. Finished DLC. Which, um Fair?

Accidentally (this happens to me cause I’m dumb) bought rebirth…deluxe

Anyway just started, watched the Story Thus Far (which actually should’ve been a little more. Cause like where’s the in memoriam?)

Get through the first chapter and um things aren’t lining up with the bare minimum I know. Are two things happening at once? Is this new info or is this info I didn’t know. What and how much am I missing?

[jaggedjot]

There is a deep rooted bitterness underneath Claudia’s immediately infamous “two blood fat cocks slapping hands” line. After having spent more than a cumulative decade of her life searching for another vampire and being met with nothing but silence or pain, Claudia was welcomed by more than a dozen in one night, only to then be told by Louis that she should not see them again. It must reignite the resentment Claudia felt towards Louis’ open pessimism and misery while they travelled through Eastern Europe. The purposeful crudeness of the line, a sudden sour note after her teasing Louis’ fear “of your own lust”, suggests her frustration at being unable to fulfil her sexual desires. The disagreement the pair have in this scene about the significance of Lestat’s portrait reflects the larger rift in their relationship over Louis’ unwillingness to move past Lestat (“He's a hundred-and-something-year-old painting in a frame.” “They got a fսcking shrine to him!”). Claudia’s life was forcibly shaped time and time again to better serve Louis and Lestat’s love for each other; turned into a vampire so that they could repair their relationship, intimidated and hurt when she encouraged Louis to leave Lestat, made prisoner by Lestat ostensibly for Louis’ welfare, and now the memory of that relationship threatens her newfound kinship. It is galling enough that her long awaited introduction to a vampire community comes as an afterthought tacked onto Louis’ hand delivered invitation (“Come. And bring the petite beauty with you.”, “Monsieur de Pointe du Lac. Our finest seats.”), but the realisation that even that was determined by another man’s attraction to Louis has to be beyond infuriating. 

[puffcap-factory]

As night will find its day (Diluc x Reader)

Diluc x fem!reader; angst, established relationship, reader lost her memory ohno!, a little bit of comfort at the end but mostly angst (esp. on Diluc’s end) What if after an argument with Diluc, you fell into the abyss during your expedition not long after, and you went back to the surface after 6 months, but without your memory of him.

This story is based on the drabble I made (here). I used it as an introduction for this story as I prefer to post a completed version in one post, so some of you who had read the previous post can skip the first part if you like!

Words: 4.2k

Notes: Okay I clearly went overboard, I never thought I would write this long but I got carried away. At one point I really felt bad for Diluc and I even asked myself why. I've also set the reader into female because I felt like it somewhat refers a bit (if you squint hard enought tho... ) to the other Diluc fic I made. But of course, each story is separate and you can always enjoy each one separately.

So, is it really connected? is it not? who knows! haHaHA

As always, please enjoy the angst!

•~•~•~•

Where is this place…?

Your steps were heavy, each step sinking into the ground as you trudged along the ground. The rustling grass and the rich scent of soil tugged at something familiar inside you, whispering of a place you once knew. Perhaps, you had found your way back to your own world, after all?

With each step, you moved forward little by little, limping slightly, as you took your time to absorb the surroundings after being thrown out of a rift near the shores of Liyue. Your clothes were ragged after what had seemed like endless battles you had fought to survive in the abyss, and your body felt numb with exhaustion. Yet, in this moment of weariness, there was a bittersweet comfort in the familiar earth beneath your feet.

“I’m back…”

You mumbled, your voice barely audible. Your mind was like a blank canvas as your feet carried you aimlessly, trying to dig deep into the recesses of your memory. But, everything before the darkness in the abyss remained elusive. Everything was hazy, as if someone had locked your memory before your fall into the abyss in a box, with its key just out of reach. 

Hours slipped by as you wandered, until you finally found yourself at the foot of a small hill. The wind brought a gentle breeze, tousling your hair, and you reached up to brush it from your face. Before you lay a field of grapevines, their leaves rustling softly in the wind. At the top of the hill, nestled among the vineyards, stood a mansion, and you were strangely pulled towards into it.

You slowly stepped forward onto the pathway leading to the mansion, when a man suddenly appeared in front of you, his face etched with shock as if he had just seen a ghost. His mouth fell open, and his arms hung limply at his sides as he tried to process the sight before him. There was a pause before he decided to speak.

“…y/n...?”

You looked up into his face, noticing his red hair pulled back into a ponytail. What a pretty sight, you thought, before realizing that he had called your name.

Y/n… Right, that’s my name. At least I remember that.

The man rushed to you, pulling you into a gentle hug, supporting you as you struggled to stand. You could feel his uneven breaths, hear the panic in his attempts to calm himself. His hand trembled against your back, offering support as he whispered fragmented apologies into your ear. Despite your confusion, there was a strange comfort in his embrace, a feeling of safety that allowed the fatigue to finally seize you. 

He then pulled back slightly, his brows furrowed with worry as he noticed your dazed state. Despite the profound care you felt from his gaze, his face was a void in your memory. You tried to rake through your mind, but strangely found nothing. He lifted a trembling hand to your face, gently caressing your cheek, wishing at least you would somehow respond to his silent wail – call his name, anything. 

You opened your mouth, and with the last of your strength, you finally asked.

“Who are you…?”

•~•~•~•

It had been almost half a year since you disappeared. Diluc had been restless, pacing back and forth at the guild, exhausting every resource and contact in his search for you. He had poured all his energy into finding you, but every lead ended in nothing.

Then, on that day you finally reappeared, relief washed over him at seeing you alive, but the first words you said to him had shattered him.

You had not recognized him, nor the place you should be familiar with.

How? Why?  How could this happen? Is this even possible? Where does your memory stretch back to? This should be temporary, right…?

I haven’t lost you… have I?

Thousands of questions rushed through Diluc's mind, each one more painful than the last. He speculated endlessly, his thoughts spinning with countless what-ifs. However, the worst-case scenario, the thought he wouldn’t even dare to admit, scared him to the core. Recalling the moment he had held you in his arms and saw you looking at him as if he were a stranger, his heart sank deeper than it ever had before.

However, Diluc was quick with his action as to gather the servants to explain the situation after you were rested. While he acknowledged the possibility of memory loss, he instructed them to prioritize your care until you healed and not to push you. “Treat her like any guest with respect,” he had said, though uttering the word "guest" pained him deeply.

Diluc entered his bedroom to check on you, as he did every day. He sat next to the bed and gently lifted the cloth from your forehead to change it. His gaze lingered on your face, which seemed to be peacefully sleeping. Everything was still—the evening sun filtered through the window, casting a soft light around you, making you appear almost angelic, in contrast to the fear and anxiety gnawing at Diluc's mind.

He gently caressed your cheek, feeling the warmth of your skin against his, as if trying to salvage any dear moment with you. But then, his mind wandered back to when he had let his anger overtake him, leading to this outcome.

The time, when you two were shouting at each other, and the look on your face, hurt by his words...

He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to stop the flashbacks from flooding his mind. A storm of regret built inside him, reminding him of his past actions.

He exhaled deeply and stood up, finding it difficult to tear his gaze from you. As he looked at you one last time, he silently prayed for you to wake up soon, longing for a chance to make things right... if that was even possible in the first place.

•~•~•~•

A few days later, one afternoon, Diluc returned from his own expedition from the guild. As soon as he entered, Adelinde rushed to him.

"Master Diluc, she's awake. She has been since early morning," she said, her voice filled with both relief and worry.

Diluc's heart quickly raced with anticipation hearing what Adelinde had said. But dread crept in when she added, "But… she doesn’t seem to recognize me—or this place."

So, his suspicion was true.

"Where is she now?" he asked.

"At the garden table, in the backyard," Adelinde responded.

Without wasting a moment, he rushed into the backyard. He found you seated at the table, your back facing him as you were seemingly admiring the landscape beyond. Diluc carefully approached you from the side, his footsteps echoing softly on the stone tile. Hearing the sound, you turned your head to see him coming towards you.

"Good afternoon," Diluc greeted, trying to keep his voice steady.

"Oh... good afternoon," you replied as he took a seat opposite you, facing the landscape. 

"How are you feeling?" he asked, searching your face for any hint of recognition.

"I’m feeling… pretty well," you said hesitantly, clearly still confused. "The maid told me you rescued me when I fell unconscious. So... thank you."

“Don’t mention it, I did what I have to do,” he answered. You smiled weakly at him in response as he paused, contemplating his words whether to ask you about your past recollections. But you spoke first. 

"To be honest, I barely remember anything about where I came from, in case you’re wondering. Everything is foggy… All I remember is a constant struggle for survival in the abyss, before I came to this place, I... I—" You paused, trying to gather your thoughts. "I feel afraid... of all this…uncertainty."

His worst fear was confirmed, and his heart shattered upon hearing what you just said. Seeing the confusion and fear in your eyes, imagining what you must have endured in the abyss, suffocated him. Yet, he tried his best to maintain his calm exterior.

"...But," you continued, momentarily bringing him back from his thoughts.

He looked up, meeting your eyes.

"There is something calming about this place... I feel somewhat... safe."

Upon hearing your words, there was a mixture of relief and sorrow washing over Diluc. One part was relieved that you felt safe, but he couldn’t deny the ache he felt in his heart, reminding him the painful reality that all the memories he once shared with you might now only reside within him. It took every ounce of strength not to crumble in front of you.

Yet, he reached out, his hand gently resting on yours. "You are safe here," he whispered, his voice weighted with thousands of emotions swirling inside him. 

You looked at him rather curiously at first, taking in his genuine words, then gave a warm smile. “Thank you, I really do owe you.”

“No, you don’t owe me anything. Don’t worry about it,” he responded, shaking his head. “If you want to know about the city, I’d be glad to show you around. There are lots of good people there.”

Your face began to lit up at his offer, a smile widening across your face. “Really…? That would be great!”

Ah, how he had dearly missed that sight…

•~•~•~•

It had been almost three weeks since you began your stay at the Dawn Winery. Diluc had been treating you very well, helping you adjust to daily life, sometimes accompanying you to Mondstadt whenever he had spare time. Of course, the people who had apparently known you from before, already heard the story, as Diluc had already warned them not to scare you by overwhelming you with questions. You eventually learned that you were someone who had originally come from this very city. The people were warm and welcoming despite your inexistence of your past memories, much to your appreciation. 

Today, you found yourself seated in the winery gardens, reading a book that Lisa, the librarian, had lent you. The title read ‘History of Mondstadt’ — Lisa had recommended a lighter book for you to read, but you had insisted on this one, determined to fill in the gaps in your memory. After all, you didn’t want to burden Diluc for too long; he had done more than enough for you, and you planned to live independently as soon as you were ready.

As you flipped through the middle pages, Adelinde called out to you.

“My lady, it’s lunchtime,” she gently called from the main door.

“Ah, coming!” You closed the book and went inside. The manor was quieter than usual, as Diluc had been out for work since the day before, so you found yourself eating alone at the table.

“Please, enjoy, and if you need anything, just call me, alright?” Adelinde said with a slight bow before returning to her duties.

You nodded in thanks, taking a moment to observe your food and your surroundings. There was always a strange tug on your memory about this place that you couldn’t quite explain, but the manor felt serene, as if your body was oddly accustomed to it. After enjoying your meal, you decided to roam around the house, indulging to your curiosities.

As you wandered, you noticed that Diluc’s office door was slightly open. You had never seen what was inside, but you knew you shouldn't pry—you wanted to respect his privacy, especially given how well he had treated you. But the glimpse of the room inside seemed to call to you, and your feet unconsciously brought you closer.

Slowly, you stepped inside, taking your time to observe the room. The room was unlit, but the sunlight casting through the window made it seem almost… ethereal. You saw wooden carved cabinets containing files and books, all sorted neatly, and another cabinet holding some antiques. His desk was not the tidiest, with documents sprawled across the surface. You noticed a paper on the floor near his seat, so you carefully picked it up. As you placed it on the desk, you noticed a slightly open drawer, and one item inside particularly drew your attention. The sunlight reflected on a metallic object, making it hard to miss.

You hesitated, knowing you were already prying more than you should. But your curiosity got the better of you, and you decided to take a peek. You opened the drawer a bit more and saw that the glowing item was a golden pocket watch. Intrigued, you picked it up, examining its intricate carvings closely. Carefully, you opened it, and a bittersweet melody began to play, revealing a tiny music box inside. The melody seemed to stir something deep within you, an emotion you couldn’t quite place, as if you’ve heard it somewhere before… from a place buried deep inside your forgotten memories. Your eyes, however, were drawn to the upper part of the watch, where a small photo was wedged.

The photo was small but clear, showing two people laughing lovingly. One of them was unmistakably Diluc, and the other... you let out a silent gasp. The other person standing next to him looked just like you. Your brows furrowed as you tried to process this revelation. The sight of the familiar face in the photo, sent a rush of conflicting emotions through you. 

…Is this really… me? Why do I look so happy and close here? Who was I…?

You took a deep breath to quickly reassess yourself, realizing that up until now, there had been small things you found rather peculiar: the way the maids sometimes stumbled over their words, as if hiding something; the stock of female outfits in the manor that strangely suited your taste; the food, everything seemed to be in place to your liking. You had brushed these off before as mere coincidences, but now, seeing the photo, it all strangely began to make sense.

You stood silent at the room, observing the photo with the melody still playing on your hand. Questions rushed through your mind, and fear—of possibly having forgotten something important—slowly crept in. 

To your surprise, the partially open door swung wider, revealing Adelinde’s rather shocked face, which quickly relaxed upon seeing you. You panickedly closed the pocket watch, abruptly cutting the music.  “Ah, um—I…” you scrambled to explain, but she slowly approached you, gently taking your hand that held the pocket watch, and placed her other hand reassuringly on top.

“You see, I’ve known Master from his young age. He tends to keep his most cherished belongings hidden,” she smiled gently. “To think that you could find it…”

“I- I’m sorry, I know I’m not supposed to. Please don’t tell him,” you pleaded.

“No, don’t worry about that,” she paused, glancing at the pocket watch. “I’m the one who accidentally left the door open after cleaning the floor. I should be in the wrong.”

You were about to protest, but she continued calmly. “Master Diluc had warned us, the servants, not to tell you about your past status, given your situation, as he did not want to pressure you.”

You went silent, thinking back to how he had always been considerate and careful around you. If you were really someone that important to him—to think of what had been going through his mind all this time… words felt stuck in your throat.

“He isn’t the most expressive person, but he has been prioritizing your well-being above all else. He just wanted you to feel safe,” Adelinde added.

You took your time to process the information. It left you with one burning question. “…Then… who was I to him?”

Adelinde looked into your eyes. Though she kept her warm smile, her eyes masked a depth of emotion. “I believe that is a question Master himself should answer.” She paused before continuing. “I have desserts ready for you. Shall we?”

You nodded, placing the pocket watch back in the drawer, and instinctively followed her to the pantry. But your thoughts were tangled, processing all the information about your possible connection with Diluc. Everything in your mind was jumbled. You couldn’t find any memories to piece it all together, and you had even told him that you considered moving out at one point... but now, you felt like you couldn’t just leave now, not when you felt something tugging at your depths of your heart.

•~•~•~•

Diluc sighed as he headed back from his expedition, walking along the dirt path leading back to the winery.  As much as he had wished to spend more time with you, some urgent tasks couldn’t be left unattended.

During the time of his absence, he desperately hoped that you might magically regain your memory, but he had seen the joy you found in the city, the spark of curiosity and happiness that had returned to your eyes. He couldn't bear the thought of selfishly forcing you to stay with him, tethered by a past you couldn’t remember. It felt unfair to you. To you now, he was just someone else—a kind stranger, perhaps.

The painful truth was, as much as he dreaded it, that sooner or later, he would have to part ways with you, letting you live your own free life. Although the thought of losing you all over again tore him deeply, he would always prioritize your well-being. What it matters now is that you are safe and sound, he thought repeatedly, as if to convince himself more than anything.

As he passed the sign for the winery, Diluc spotted you seated under a big tree, reading a book. You were quite far from him, too engrossed in your book to even notice him, but he recognized that the spot you had chosen instantly. It was your favorite place to spend time outside, a place where you had often had picnics with him in the past. A small, wistful smile curved the edge of his lips as he reminisced. Back then, he would simply walk up to you, and you would welcome him with a warm embrace. But now, the fear of facing the painful reality kept him rooted in place, unable bring himself to you. With a heavy heart, he turned towards the manor, leaving you to your peaceful solitude under the tree.

Even though you had lost your memory, Diluc noticed that some things about you hadn't changed. Somehow, without realizing it, you still found yourself to your favorite places and sometimes performed small, mundane actions that felt like déjà vu to him. These familiar gestures gave him a bittersweet sense of comfort, a reassurance that, despite everything, you were still… you.

That night, Diluc found himself seated in his office, the golden pocket watch in his hand as he stared at the picture inside. The gentle melody played, filling the room with its bittersweet tune. He was lost in thought, the memories of better times flooding his mind. The joy in your eyes, the warmth of your embrace—all now felt like distant memories of a past life.

A knock on the door, already slightly open, pulled him back to reality. “Yes?” he called out, hastily composing himself and halting the melody as he closed the watch.

You hesitantly peeked into the room, the soft tune having drawn you in as you passed by. “I’m sorry, I heard the music, and...”

He looked at you, a mix of surprise and apprehension in his eyes. “It’s alright. Please, come in.”

You stepped inside, glancing around the room before your gaze settled on him. “I didn’t mean to intrude. I just... the melody sounded familiar.”

Diluc’s heart tightened at your words. He had hoped for a spark of recognition, a flicker of memory, but he knew better than to expect miracles. “It’s a keepsake,” he explained, his voice soft. “Something very dear to me.”

You nodded, sensing the weight of his words. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you,” you began, your voice trembling slightly. “There’s so much I don’t remember, and it’s been hard. But... I’ve felt strangely at home here. As if I belong.”

His eyes softened, and he motioned for you to sit. “I’m glad you feel that way,” he said, choosing his words carefully. “This place... it holds many memories.”

You took a seat, your curiosity and confusion evident in your eyes. "Adelinde mentioned that you didn’t want to overwhelm me with my past, and I really appreciate that. But I need to know...," you paused, your knuckles curling on top of your knees. "…Who was I to you?"

The question hung in the air, heavy with emotion. Diluc looked at you, his heart torn between the desire to protect you and the need to share the truth. “You were... you are someone very important to me,” he said finally, his voice thick with emotion as he glanced to the side, trying to maintain his composure.

You fell silent, feeling a tightness in your chest and a lump in your throat. “…I—I’m sorry, I don’t know what to say,” you managed, your voice trembling. You couldn’t place where exactly it came from, but sadness washed over you, as the weight of forgotten memories pressing down on you, giving you the feeling as if you really had lost something very, very dear.

Diluc immediately turned back to you, realizing he had made you feel worse. He cleared his throat and blinked rapidly, feeling his own tears forming in his eyes. “Don’t apologize. It was never your fault to begin with.” He rose, taking a deep breath to steady himself. “Oh, and I’ve talked to a landlord in Mondstadt. He said tomorrow—”

He tried to shift the topic to lighten the mood, but his words faltered as he noticed you still seated, head hung low, with tears silently dripping onto your clenched fists. His heart ached at the sight of you crying, his emotions threatening to spill over as his breathing grew ragged. He slowly went to your side and knelt beside you, his hand gently placed on your shoulder, as his gaze filled with deep concern.

Diluc’s grip on your shoulder tightened slightly as words seemed to fail him, too fragile to contain the depth of his emotions. Instead, he moved closer, enveloping you in a gentle embrace.

You let your emotions spill over, leaning into his arms and crying on his shoulder. The warmth of his embrace was strangely familiar and comforting. Diluc, on the other hand, sensing the futility of words, sought to soothe you as his hand traced slow, calming circles on your back. He looked up, his gaze unfocused and distant, as he felt a single tear stroke down his cheek.

 •~•~•~•

The sun streamed through the curtains, filling the living room with a warm, golden light as you descended the stairs. Diluc stood near the main exit door, waiting for you. Today was the day he had arranged for you to meet the landlord in Mondstadt. You had spent the night wide awake, drowning in your thoughts about the previous night.

As you reached the bottom, your eyes met his in a silent exchange. Diluc, composed as ever — befitting the master of the winery, but you noticed a fleeting softness in his gaze. Your steps slowed as you approached him, uncertainty weighing heavily on your heart.

You stopped at the edge of the stairs, gripping the rail and fidgeting with your hands. “Diluc, I…”

He turned his head towards you, his expression gentle. “What is it?” he asked softly, stepping closer, his voice filled with concern.

“…would you… have wished for me to stay rather than moving out?” you asked reluctantly, your voice barely above a whisper. 

Diluc’s eyes widened slightly, caught off guard by your question. He took a deep breath, his composure wavering for a moment. “If I were to be honest,” he began, his voice low and earnest, “I would wish for you to stay. But more than anything, I want you to find happiness and a sense of belonging, whether that’s here or in Mondstadt.”

You felt a lump form in your throat, again — as his words stirred a mix of emotions within you. The thought of leaving this place, leaving him, somewhat felt like abandoning a part of yourself, and you couldn't shake the desire to understand your past and your connection to him anymore.

Diluc reached out, gently taking your hands in his. “Your presence here has brought a light to this place, to my life,” he admitted, his eyes searching yours. “But I won't hold you back. The choice is yours, and I will support whatever you decide.”

Tears welled in your eyes, the weight of his words and the depth of his feelings finally enveloping you. For a moment, the world outside seemed distant, as if the only thing that mattered was the fragile bond that tethered you together, slowly finding its way back.

“Then…,” you began, your voice trembling, “I would like to stay a little longer. To understand more, to remember…”

Diluc’s expression softened, relief and gratitude shining in his eyes. “As long as you need,” he said, pulling you into a warm embrace.

In that moment, you felt a sense of peace, anxiety exiting your heart. You knew well that the journey ahead was uncertain, but for now, you were exactly where you needed to be.

“You’re always welcome here.”

•~•~•~•

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Pick a Card: Messages from your inner parent and inner child. [Pick a sailor moon character]

Top Left to Right- Pile 1-> Pile 2.

Bottom Left to Right- Pile 3-> Pile 4. [Bonus: Sailor Saturn Gifs for each pile]

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Introduction

Each of us have within, a soul version of our true essence of an inner mother, inner father and an inner child. While you can connect to these energies and aspects of your soul by participating in activities that involves loving on yourself, this pick a card reading forms to try to reach you with your closest & highest version of the above mentioned forms of being. Further an additional message regarding where your energy is headed at in terms of family is also mentioned.

Love on those who love on you. Life is a journey of learning to love along the way until we pass on to the next stage of existence. Make life worth living and loving.

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Pile 1

Message from Your Inner Mother

Card: The Empress Your inner mother wants you to embrace self-love and nurture your own needs. She encourages you to create a space of comfort and beauty in your life, where you can thrive and grow. This card suggests that you focus on self-care, creativity, and the nurturing aspects of your life.

Message from Your Inner Father

Card: The Emperor Your inner father advises you to establish boundaries and take control of your life. He urges you to be decisive, organized, and to build a solid foundation for your future. This card emphasizes the importance of structure, discipline, and taking responsibility for your actions.

Message from Your Inner Child

Card: The Sun Your inner child reminds you to find joy and playfulness in everyday life. Embrace your curiosity and allow yourself to have fun and explore the world with a sense of wonder. This card encourages you to reconnect with activities that make you happy and to let your inner light shine brightly.

Message on your Familial Relationships

Card: Temperance Healing your familial relationships requires balance and patience. Approach conflicts with a calm and understanding attitude, and strive to find a middle ground. This card suggests that by blending different perspectives and showing empathy, you can create harmony and heal rifts within your family.

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Pile 2

Message from Your Inner Mother

Card: Queen of Cups Your inner mother speaks to you about the importance of emotional healing and compassion. She encourages you to connect with your feelings and to be gentle with yourself. This card advises you to practice empathy and to nurture your emotional well-being through self-reflection and meditation.

Message from Your Inner Father

Card: King of Pentacles Your inner father emphasizes stability and security. He advises you to focus on practical matters and to work diligently towards your goals. This card suggests that by being reliable and resourceful, you can create a stable environment for yourself and those around you.

Message from Your Inner Child

Card: Six of Cups Your inner child encourages you to reconnect with your past and cherish fond memories. Nostalgia and a sense of innocence are important for your inner well-being. This card suggests that you take time to revisit joyful experiences from your childhood and let them bring comfort and inspiration.

Your Familial Relationships

Card: The Star To heal familial relationships, focus on hope and renewal. This card encourages you to have faith in the possibility of healing and to approach your family with a sense of optimism. By fostering open communication and showing unconditional love, you can mend broken bonds and inspire positive change.

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Pile 3

Message from Your Inner Mother

Card: The High Priestess Your inner mother wants you to trust your intuition and inner wisdom. She encourages you to listen to your inner voice and to embrace your spiritual side. This card suggests that by connecting with your higher self, you can gain profound insights and guidance.

Message from Your Inner Father

Card: The Hierophant Your inner father advises you to seek knowledge and follow your principles. He emphasizes the importance of tradition and moral values. This card suggests that by adhering to your beliefs and seeking wisdom from mentors or spiritual guides, you can navigate life with integrity and purpose.

Message from Your Inner Child

Card: Page of Wands Your inner child wants you to embrace adventure and creativity. Be open to new experiences and let your curiosity lead the way. This card encourages you to pursue your passions with enthusiasm and to approach life with a sense of excitement and wonder.

Your Familial Relationships

Card: Justice Healing familial relationships requires fairness and honesty. This card advises you to address any issues with a balanced perspective and to ensure that all parties feel heard and respected. By seeking justice and maintaining integrity, you can restore harmony and trust within your family.

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Pile 4

Message from Your Inner Mother

Card: Ten of Pentacles Your inner mother speaks to you about the importance of family and legacy. She encourages you to value your familial connections and to build a strong foundation for future generations. This card suggests that you focus on creating lasting bonds and ensuring the well-being of your family.

Message from Your Inner Father

Card: Nine of Wands Your inner father advises resilience and perseverance. He acknowledges the challenges you’ve faced and encourages you to stay strong and keep going. This card suggests that by maintaining your determination and protecting your boundaries, you can overcome obstacles and achieve your goals.

Message from Your Inner Child

Card: The Fool Your inner child wants you to embrace new beginnings and take risks. Approach life with a sense of adventure and be open to new possibilities. This card encourages you to let go of fear and to trust in the journey ahead, knowing that every step is an opportunity for growth and discovery.

Messages on ur Familial Relationships

Card: The Lovers Healing familial relationships requires love and connection. This card advises you to focus on building strong, loving bonds with your family members. By fostering mutual respect, open communication, and unconditional love, you can heal past wounds and create deeper connections.

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[twst-kumi]

Imagine Dreamlight Reader x Twst boys

This idea was stuck in my mind since talking with my friends. So I'm putting it there in case I may want to develop the idea . Don't know if I will do a series tho.

Imagine Reader who fell in a rift and are now stuck in Twisted wonderland. They appeared in middle of the ceremony through the coffin. The talking cat who opened/burned the coffin squashed under them before exploring.

Imagine the mirror recognizing you have magic but are unable to put you in any house. Your magic is also unknown for this world so you can't really go into a dorm. Plus you reveal you are not a student anyway. You got here on accident.

Imagine discovering that Dreamlight valley doesn't exist in this world. But you don't despair as you just have to find the door or another rift to go back. Reader isn't even surprised when they saw Ramshackle and comments passively how they saw worse.

Imagine after the Chandelier incident, Reader is quite confident that they could easily found magic stone. Ace and Deuce are confused when they just pick a pickaxe appear out of nowhere. After the whole ordeal, remember they had some Dreamlight shard and gem stone that could be used for repairing the chandelier. Also use some to repair the dorm.

Imagine Reader who couldn't help but laugh at the introduction of the great seven. Ace sometime look at them weirdly as they talk about them like they knew each historical figures personally.

Imagine Reader who couldn't help but comment how Malleus ressemble Maleficent but more friendly. They don't know who he is but can tell he is related to the fairy.

Imagine Reader who are the only one who can actually purify blot. Reader who love to go back to the mines and are actually able to get some gem in it.

Imagine Reader who use the mirror in Ramshackle to talk with Mickey and explain the situation. Also reader who turned a part of the garden into a vegetable garden and sell them both to Sam and Monstro lounge.

Imagine Reader who overall are so used to deal with other people problem and big crisis that they act like it's another Tuesday morning.

[superb-fox]

While Echoes of Wisdom really isn't for me (I absolutely cannot STAND the echo system, just let me swing a fucking sword or do magic spells), the game's main antagonist Null is such a fascinating introduction to Zelda lore.

Null is a godly entity on par with the Golden Goddesses and really seems like their opposite. It is consumption, erasure, nothingness while they are life, creation, and everything. The way they describe it existing makes me think that it won once, as in they consumed everything that existed reducing it all to nothingness and it was like that for a while before the Golden Goddesses stepped in and created the universe possibly all over again. Hell, I'd even bet this wasn't the first time Null just consumed all creation, it could be a cycle similar to the Link-Zelda-Ganon one but on a godly level. Though the lore isn't without issues, the game says ever since creation happened Null was making these rifts trying to consume everything but the Tri just kept patching it up only this time they got overwhelmed. I think it's WAAAAY too much of a stretch to believe, I think a better explanation is Null just figured out how to make echoes and that increased it's power enough to start making the rifts at all. But otherwise in game it's portrayed so good. It just wants to consume and devour everything, even the Triforce is just to keep devouring more. It's so cool we get an opposing godly force that's not evil it's just pure glutinous erasure. Other Zelda villains want power to rule and destroy but this entity doesn't hate the kingdom or have any real desires, it just wants to consume and what it consumes is all creation, a true and utter void of nothing. Hell, the only reason it's seeking power is so it can just consume more!

There is also the theory I see floating around that perhaps Demise was a creation of Null to lash out at the Goddesses creations. The evidence is his burning hatred for the goddesses and he came from a rift. And that would be cool if so! Like Demise is Null's chosen like Link and Zelda are the Goddesses chosen, a nice parallel. However I don't think Null is really in the business of creating... anything. The only thing we see it creating are imitations, anything it makes is something already existing. It doesn't seem capable of making anything besides copies because it's a being of nothingness. But yeah, overall I love Null as a villain and it's place in Zelda lore, great job with that.

[ominous-feychild]

✦ MY WRITEBLR INTRODUCTION ✦

Hey! I've been here for a while and I've somehow amassed a shocking amount of followers and mutuals, so I figured it's finally time for me to force one of these out for you guys!

(And you know... a masterpost... when I get around to it. 😅😭)

About me:

✦ Barlowe (she/her)

✦ In my early 20s

✦ A writer of 10 years ✦ working on novels for 6 of 10!

✦ Less dedicated to—but still interested in!—drawing, animation, photography, and cinematography

✦ AuDHD and a grey lesbian (aka I'm leaning asexual) ✦ (my writing may or may not be a special interest)

✦ I have a whole bunch of other neurodivergencies besides AuDHD but I don't think y'all want me to get into all of them, haha. ✦ oh, and I say "haha" a lot. I apologize in advance.

✦ I think I'm hilarious and make jokes constantly

✦ I use a lot of emojis and tone tags to help convey tone. Please forgive me if it's annoying, it's to cope with my inability to communicate. /lh /hj

Masterlists:

✦ General ✦ Worldbuilding ✦ Sun and Shadow ✦ The Arcane Rifts ✦ Rising From the Ashes

(will be added eventually)

My Obsessions:

✦ Fantasy, horror, mystery, action, and exploration of realistic characters' reactions to the things they go through.

✦ Fairy tales, mythology, and folklore

✦ "Ye Olde History" and language

✦ DIVERSITY!!!

✦ Explorations of "evil-coded" characters and abilities--aka, not just showing them as evil. Show them as people (for characters) and tools (for abilities)!

✦ Traumatizing my characters just like I've been

✦ Traumatizing my characters in ways I haven't been!

✦ Learning!!!

✦ Talking way too much about the things I like to the point that I need to make a whole separate post to share it so it doesn't clutter my intro post... oh, hey, why is this linked?

✦ THE AESTHETIC!!!!

My Aesthetics:

Those who've been following me for a bit probably know that I adore "the aesthetic" and try to make my posts look nice... even if there's no real reason to besides that it gives me a little serotonin. Here's my favorite aesthetics!

✦ Starry; night sky ✦ Dawn / dusk ✦ Sunrise / sunset

✦ Nature! ✦ Forestry ✦ Cottagecore ✦ Rustic ✦ Ocean

✦ Literally all of them, please and thank you

My Writing:

✎ Sun and Shadow

Everything goes wrong for Freya Ula when she leaves her simple life as a fisherwoman to get engaged overseas. Her ship gets wrecked, she finds out her dad's been hiding secrets from her for her whole life, and, oh, she gets framed for a terrorist attack. Wait, WHAT!? After the city's greatest detective is attacked and disappears before she could consult with him, Frey has to enlist the help of his kid and her would-be fiancée to find out who framed her and clear her name. If only Crow was half as good a detective their dad was supposed to be.

Main characters: Freya, Crow, Daleira

✦ Urban-esque high fantasy ✦ purposely very tropey in places ✦ however, as always, I love throwing in curveballs. Wonder what's played straight and what I'm going to emotionally destroy you with. Definitely won't be Crow.

✦ Slow-burn romance between Frey and Crow ✦ immediate interest between Frey / Daleira ✦ oh, look, it's a love triangle? ✦ JOKE'S ON YOU, IT'LL ACTUALLY BE POLY ✦ it's just... going to take a while.

✦ Lesbians, lesbians everywhere ✦ though Crow is actually genderfluid and uses they/them for the first book ✦ despite barely having anything written I've already plotted a bit of book 2 ✦ I desperately need help.

✦ Unsurprisingly is a detective mystery with action mixed in ✦ I'm not typically a romance writer, I excel in action fantasy ✦ please have mercy on my soul

✦ Lots of magic, it's high fantasy + victorian aesthetic ✦ (aka "gaslamp fantasy" if you've heard of it) ✦ Frey's got sun-themed magic ✦ gasp, I know ✦ Crow's got shadow magic ✦ wonder why this sounds familiar ✦ Daleira's got, hm, well it's also shadowy! ✦ spoilers 😘

✦ About to be updated en-masse for a writing contest!!!

✎ The Arcane Rifts

Ghosts of past tragedies haunt the town of Kavo after decades of neglect. Fantastical creatures desiring nothing but fear and destruction hide in invisible tears in reality. Gangs and the police are at constant war with one another, there's a shapeshifting monster running amok, and the mayor's assistant suddenly wants a disabled orphan kicked to the streets. A year ago, Gene was discovered in the forest on the outskirts of town, half dead, amnesiac, and unable to even speak the local language. As he had nowhere to go, he was brought to the orphanage of Kavo for a place to stay. Now Caspar, the assistant of the mayor and the man who funds the orphanage, wants him kicked out. When Gene's left to the cold, cruel streets of Kavo on his own, he has to navigate through a town ravaged by decades of neglect and intrigue. Has the corruption truly been purged from the government? Why are godly forces active in Kavo, a small town in a backwater country? And most importantly--will Gene survive?

Main Characters: Gene, Tazin, Mislav, Ludmila, Rada ❧ Gene and Tazin for book 1 ❧ the other 3 start being MCs books 2 and 3 ❧ I guess Nikolai is also a MC tho

❧ Industrial-era rustic high fantasy ❧ mixes fantasy, action, horror, and mystery! ❧ oh helloooooo "ominous feychild" origin? ❧ very strong folkloric and traditional fantasy inspo ❧ except I mean "traditional fantasy" as in ❧ "we don't understand this magic stuff but we're used to it" ❧ not "travel the world adventures!"

❧ VERY involved story with strong themes of discrimination, poverty, exploitation, trauma, and the recovery from trauma ❧ each main and secondary character is one flavor of discriminated against or another in-universe ❧ obviously I try to write it respectfully, but you can't really write bigots being bigots "respectfully"

❧ Has two "main plots" going on simultaneously; technically three ❧ I periodically give the reader updated "character guides" ❧ like they get more recent plot info added kinda like a red-string board to keep you, the audience, up-to-date with info you might've otherwise missed ❧ I think it's really cool and people seem to enjoy it ❧ I know it seems like a lot but please give it a chance

❧ I've literally plotted out pretty much the entirety of the first and second books, and know most of how book 3 will go, yet there's very little out for the current version of the story ❧ part of that is because I'm paused on the 3rd draft

❧ There's lots of timeskips throughout the first two books, but they're mostly to age up the protagonists! Gene, the MC, starts the series at 7. I promise it's not a kid's story though.

❧ The "secondary MC", Nikolai, is the police chief investigating magical stuff going on at the same time. They tie in with the main story involving Gene, though won't appear to for a long while.

❧ The "golden child" series I love more than SaS; however it's on hiatus because I promised people to work on SaS first and SaS is more popular as a romance-focused story. :/ ❧ I would never be salty about that.

Taglist:

For everything: @honeybewrites @the-golden-comet @illarian-rambling @ashirisu @urnumber1star

@the-letterbox-archives @48lexr @aalinaaaaaa @thecomfywriter @an-indecisive-nerd

For Worldbuilding: @paeliae-occasionally @pluppsauthor @thelovelymachinery

For the Existentials: N/A

For the Avatars: @thelovelymachinery

For Sun and Shadow: @mysticstarlightduck @paeliae-occasionally

For the Arcane Rifts: @paeliae-occasionally

For Rising From the Ashes: N/A

For the Storm Avatars: N/A

For the Order Avatars: @thelovelymachinery

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For the Water Avatars: N/A

To be tagged in tag games: @honeybewrites @aalinaaaaaa

Ask and ye shall be added

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[hyperactively-me]

regency era!ghost x reader (part 5.5, the letter)

My Dearest Lady,

I pray that you will permit me to trespass upon your time and patience to convey the deepest sentiments of my being. As I sit here, quill in hand, I find myself overwhelmed by the enormity of my sins against you, and I scarcely know where to begin. 

It is with utmost shame and remorse that I recall my conduct towards you since our initial introduction. I have behaved with a rudeness and presumption that are wholly unbecoming of a gentleman, let alone a Duke. I shudder to think of the disdain and hurt I must have caused you with my unkind words and actions. I am acutely aware that my behavior has been unjustifiable, and I am filled with profound regret for every instance in which I have disrespected your dignity and disregarded your autonomy.

I have wrong you grievously, and the realization of my behavior now pierces me with a pain sharper than any sword. I was blind, wholly consumed by my own pride and misplaced sense of superiority. Again, my conduct has been nothing short of deplorable. 

I am unworthy of redemption, this I know. My actions have left indelible scars, and no mere words can ever hope to erase them. Yet, here I am, on my hands and knees, begging for a chance to atone for my sins. I am a man undone, crumbling under the weight of my own guilt.

I have been tormented by the memory of my cruelty and your undeserved suffering. My heart is a tempest, my soul a wasteland, lacking peace until I can make amends. I can no longer bear the weight of my guilt without seeking your forgiveness. 

Please, my lady, grant me the opportunity to atone for my transgressions. I beg of you, allow me the chance to right my wrongs. Allow me to demonstrate my remorse and my earnest desire to make things right. Your forgiveness would be a balm to my troubled heart and a chance to mend the rift I have so thoughtlessly created. I offer you my sincerest apologies as a flawed and fallible man, one who has come to realize the true value of your character and the depth of his own failings. 

If it takes a lifetime, I shall devote myself to proving my repentance, to showing you that I can be a better man, one worthy of the grace and dignity you so effortlessly embody. Your forgiveness is not something I deserve, but it is something I yearn for with every fiber of my being.

I am, and shall remain, your most humble and contrite servant,

Simon Riley, the Duke

part 5 < > part 6

[legionofmyth]

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ch. lxxi - no <3

ghost!yeosang × reader

genre : ghost!au

rating, warning : mature; crude jokes and filthy language, physical fight

wc : 1.3 k

buy me coffee ?

a connection once had, broken with the expectation that the ending is final. but life has an odd proclivity of making attachments from detachments. in the end, we don't know what we lost until we look at what we have

"You're exaggerating!" You laughed loudly at the man before you. Well, the screen before you.

"No, I'm not! Hongjoong hyung said your cousin told him to tell me that he's a clumsy guy so he might drop me into the toilet bowl or something!" Yeosang squeaked, trying to convince you that your cousin had sent a messenger to threaten him. "Oh you're trusting the words of Kim Hongjoong? The guy who can't even remember where he put his things?" you raised an eyebrow at Yeosang who rolled his eyes on you, "And besides, Leo oppa still doesn't completely believe that you're actually stuck in a phone." Confused, Yeosang furrowed his eyebrows, "But he saw me the other day? Remember? We were all cooking and he walked by and we definitely made eye contact and all!" "Why does it matter? Why do you want him to acknowledge you so much? Do you have a crush on him or something?" Yeosang immediately made a gagging noise and pretended to choke himself. "Yeosang, stop that! You're acting stupid!" you laughed, snorting when you saw Yeosang trashing around on the small screen. Yeosang paused his acting to raise an eyebrow at you, "And make you stop laughing? No way, I have a lot to make up for and I'm starting now," he said pointedly.

Yeosang's words halted your laughter as the gravity of what he said struck you. "You're serious about that, huh?" the tone of your voice soften and Yeosang took notice of it, "Like a heart attack," he said with a faux serious face. Having been around you for a while, he picked up some of your quirks like how serious conversations make you nervous so he tried to make the situation more lighthearted. And it worked because you sputtered and laughed loudly at Yeosang who couldn't help but crack a grin at how comfortable you had gotten with him over time, "Don't you mean like a coma?" you teased which made Yeosang make a faux scandalized look.

Once your laughter subsided, you and Yeosang stared at each other for a bit before bursting out laughing out of the blue. It took a while until the two of you calmed down. The vibe made you suddenly think of the kind of relationship you had developed in recent times. It was almost impossible to think that there was animosity between the two of you. The rift between you existed due to trauma and it was almost ironic that you two reconciled with the help of another trauma.

"When you get out of this," you shuffled in your seat so you could lean closer to the screen, reaching a hand out as if to touch Yeosang, "We're gonna make up for lost time, okay? Fresh start. As if the past decade was a momentary break of insanity," you stated firmly. Yeosang had been the one to advocate for the two of you to reconcile and while he understood your hesitation, it still made him think that you may not want to reconcile. But seeing you taking the first step, Yeosang felt hopeful and absolutely grateful and he showed it by reaching a hand out as if to touch you through the screen. "I would really like that actually. And thank you for understanding, I'll be sure to be the one making things up to you once I go back," Yeosang's voice waivered a bit and it was obvious that he was trying to hold his tears back. Thankfully you didn't comment on it and even playfully rolled your eyes, "Well, I'm being genuine here. You did spend a bunch of time with Jung Wooyoung, you might have caught his crazy and I'll be honest, that worried me," you teased.

The serenity was ripped out of your hands the same way you were ripped from your seat all of a sudden with a yank to your hair which was hard enough that you and the chair fell sideways.

With your head spinning, you tried your best to focus your eyes, but everything still came out slightly blurred. But not even the sudden impact could make you miss the figure standing in front of you, holding your phone in his hands with shaky hands.

"I knew it, I knew I wasn't crazy," Wooyoung shuddered shakily, eyes wide and crazed as he stared at Yeosang inside your phone, too surprised to utter anything.

"That's debatable," you groaned as you tried to get up, stumbling as your brain was trying to regain your balance, "What the fuck is with you and breaking in, you fucking psycho?" Wooyoung snapped his gaze to you and looked at you from top to bottom with an expression that was more neutral than you liked, save for the shaky hands. Considering the surprising turn of events, the revelation, and also the gravity of the truth, the look on Wooyoung's face made him seem more unstable. Like someone who was beyond unhinged. The calm before the damn fucking sharknado.

"I know Leo hyung's passcode but that is not important right now because for WEEKS I thought I was going crazy because of that one night in Yeosang's room, I thought I was hallucinating because I was carrying the guilt of what happened in that alley but no, this proves that I'm not crazy and this proves that you people have it out on me. You people are trying to make it seem like I'm mentally incompetent because you all have it out on me so you can ruin me!" Wooyoung screamed out, pointing at you accusingly. "And you," Wooyoung then put the phone up to his face, "How are you doing this? What the fuck is going on? Are you even really in a coma?" he asked hurriedly. Yeosang stared at his friend (who he was sure would become his former friend once he went back to his body) incredulously, "Really? You really think I would fake being in a coma?" "Well, you WERE a fake friend to me, traitor!" Wooyoung screamed into the phone.

You regained your stability back rather quickly and once you did, you pushed Wooyoung down on the ground with a huff. "Stop being dramatic, you asshole. Yeosang was being your friend even when you covered up the person who got him hurt in middle school and then you even dared hurt him, both to cover your ass and until a while ago, he was still advocating for your mercy until you showed him just the kind of person you are."

Wooyoung was about to get up when you stepped on his chest, "What will it take for you to realize that you have gone too damn far that it truly seems like nothing can redeem you?" you asked, looking at him with disdain and pity. Disdain because he truly had gone over the rails and is now squatting in crazy town and pity because you realized that your parents had truly fucked up by investing all they have in the wrong child. "Stop being condescending you bitch," Wooyoung hissed and grabbed your leg that was on his chest, pulling it to the side so that you lost your balance and fall on your ass. Wooyoung shuffled to get away but you grabbed on his leg tightly, "Wooyoung, stop fucking resisting! Give up!" you yelled but he trashed around, refusing to give up, "No! I'm not going to go down over this! I now have proof that you were trying to ruin me!" "Oh give it a fucking rest you asshole, you're not that important in my life that I want to ruin you! I just want you to stop so you won't hurt more people! Try as you may, but there is no scenario where you'll get out of this unscathed, Wooyoung."

Your words rang deep in Wooyoung's head and as the thought sunk in, you took it as an opportunity for you to get up and get your phone back. Looking down at your twin brother, you shook your head and exhaled sharply, "Things would've been way easier if you had just cooperated during the intervention, Wooyoung. But you just HAD to complicate things for yourself," you averted your gaze down to your phone to see Yeosang looking panicked and perhaps slightly pale. You considered the possibility of him experiencing being shaken like a protein shake.

"Are you okay?" you asked, cringing at Yeosang who just nodded quickly, "I'll be even more okay if you call the authorities now and get Wooyoung booked," he pointed out. Realizing that, you quickly nodded in agreement, "Good idea."

Head buried in your phone as you type in the number for the authorities and tried to decide on what to say to the authorities, you completely missed Wooyoung standing back up and looking at you menacingly. His eyes zeroed in on you and his hands shakily reached for you. The last thing you heard was Yeosang screaming your name from the phone and boom, you were tackled and your head hit something hard.

What the hell just happened?

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[riftwalker-limbro]

keeping up my streak of 1k+ words/day but breaking the streak of posting a bit every day. vince is starting to fight back against the angst i'm inflicting on him. sorry buddy it'll only be for a few months. some of it.

and because i know this'll give a good bite to whoever reads it first thing in the morning, a snip below the cut

[dearcauti0n]

Wanted to redesign Zoia because her being an eagle angers me slightly + draw the new October update stuff because I can use it in the au !

More about my thoughts and update stuff below

Okay so yeah, Zoia is an eagle that almost looks like Mira. I really thought Zoia would be a good introduction for herons in animal jam. I may redesign her to a heron but a Jacana was also my second thought from a heron!

Also I'm glad we got some history / lore , especially with an NPC to be a librarian of it!

Peck looks miserable wherever she is. But each time she moves in a circle it makes me giggle, but I'm happy I'm seeing a model from an NPC move

Sir Gilbert is in two places at once

I hate, hate HATE THE RIFTS AROUND JAMAA!!! EACH TIME I THINK IM OKAY I SLIP AND FALL INTO THEM AND INTO THAT NEW LOCATION GRRR

I adore the phantom lore, I love how the signal thing was a head canon I thought of 2 years back. It's like the day and night cycle, they are reading my mind.

Also cauldrons around Jamaa since I think it's helpful to know it's not just the one in township:

- Jamaa Township

- Mt. Shiveer

- Art studio

- Fruit hut

- Hospital

- Claws n' Paws

- Tent in canyons

- Walls n' floors

- Gaming Arcade

- Chamber of Knowledge floor #3

That's all that I have found though!

Edit: just found out there's 10 locations

[secret-smut-sideblog]

(sooo thought I should probably masterlist these so here you go, have fuuun) nsfw in red, pg-13 in ourple

I'm also on ao3!

Dragon Age fics

It Happened Quiet - (a short slutty lucanis x f! rook drabble)

idk what to call this series yet

Please Be Rude - short and indulgent introduction to my rook and lucanis' dynamic. written pre-release so forgive ooc or contradictions. part one. lol. lmao even

House of Self-Undoing - After they came to an agreement to be bound to one another, Lucanis invites his deadly charge out for coffee...

The Wolf - Waking in a prison, Lavellan finds herself the captive, then leader, of a force trying to close a rift in the sky. Recruiting a gruff dark stranger in her journey...

Leave the Bodies Where They Lay - After receiving the gift of her touch, Lucanis finds himself raw with regret. And with another mourn watcher joining their ranks, Rook must endure her rage at being turned away from her home...

The Bear and The Dove (lavellan x blackwall, ANGST, slowburn, smut, completed (?) series)

The Raven - After her estranged clan contacts her, Vella loses her composure when the Chancellor spews hate at her. But her guard dog is all too happy to bite...

The Lamb - The rift set to be closed once and for all, Vella hopes to spend one last night in his arms. The world set to crash down around them, she must finally sleep...

The Sparrow - In her purgatory of snow, Vella tries to reach somewhere shaped like home. Her love and her cause lost to her, a voice guides her forward...

The Hound - Finally reaching Skyhold, Vella reaches her breaking point after Blackwall pulls and pushes her away again. Anger flaring hot into him when he comes to darken her balcony...

The Swan - Following the anger Vella had burned into him, and her silent forgiveness, Blackwall seeks her out to ask for something shaped like atonement. And to maybe, selfishly, hope for something more...

The Spider - Fallen through a rift, then back into the world, Vella finds herself wracked with grief. Her love there to catch her, and unravel some long held grief of his own...

The Halla - Reunited with a Dalish clan, Vella hopes to help any way she can. And, returned to the soft of his bed, hopes her love will let her help him as well...

The Dove - Using the full force of her foresight and the strife within decisions made, Celene's Grand Ball proves to be bloodstained and venomous. Leaving Vella exhausted to old and new injuries, tenderly caught by his soft love...

The Mockingbird - Chasing after the trail of her runaway love, Vella is forced to see his crimes firsthand...

The Phoenix - The trial to judge her lost love upon her, she must make two heavy choices with new eyes that will change everything...

The Fox - Still on the tender outskirts of her love, Blackwall struggles with regaining her full favor as they must venture to a monumental decision in the Arbor Wilds...

The Rabbit - The battle for all of Thedas nearly drawn to their door, Vella and her bear share an urgent night of passion before it all falls around them...

Monster Fucker fics

Bones of Ribbon - Headlights had been a consistent bother in her new home. On a rainy night, she had enough. Assuming an inconsiderate neighbor, she discovered something far different on the street below...

Tongues and Teeth - When her monster comes to her again, Merricat learns more about them. And as they are comforted in her, are drawn ever closer...

You've Seen The Butcher - Fate conspires to put Merricat in the path of Blackwood's hunger. To feed their need and their desire, and the intertwining of both, she opens herself to them...

Oneshots

Devourer - (astarion x f! reader) Your beloved vampire has gotten very comfortable with you. But you wonder of he's been holding back some of his more supernatural tendencies...

Bloodlust - (astarion x f! tav) Tav invites her bloodthirsty friend out for some late night reconnaissance, both of their cravings being fed...

Lay on Hands - (astarion x f! tav) In the early hours of the morning someone cant keep their hands to themselves...

Pulling Strings - (astarion x f! tav) Tav has caught on that her favorite vampire doesn't enjoy touching or being touched by others. But she has a suggestion to possibly help that piques his interest...

Satiated - (astarion x f! dark urge) With Astarion starving in the Underdark his bloodthirsty friend sees his hunger, knows it quite well. And with a promised death in their future, seeks to help him sate himself...

Cold Comfort - (astarion x f! dark urge) Finally reaching Moonrise Towers, she finds her urge overtaking her, taking an innocent life. Astarion seeks to keep her company through the long night...

Heavy Metal Lover - (karlach x f! tav) With her touch newly returned, Karlach is hungry for contact. Seeking out Tav for a little hand to hand combat that quickly turns heated...

What Lies Between - (gale x f! tav) After a magical misfire, Tav and Gale are trapped tight between stone. Weeks of sexual tension between sorcerer and wizard come to a head...

Possession - (gale x f! tav) With natural challenge and charge between them and a misstep at connection, an unexpected competitor appears in camp. Things must come to a burning head between sorcerer and wizard...

Night Wandering - (gale x f! tav) After Tav's little magic lesson from her favorite wizard and the heat momentarily shared between them, she's feeling pent up. If only his tent wasn't directly next to hers...

Black Out Days - (gale x f! tav) Tav's pain rising to an unbearable level, she indulges in some found herbs to find relief. But her sanctuary is laced with some heated side effects...

Supine Bound - (gale x f! tav) With Tav believing she's crossed a boundary of intimacy twice with Gale, she invites the wizard to get some retribution...

Warm Company (halsin x f! tav) With her crush on the vampire tearing her heart, a large kind druid seeks to make her feel wanted...

You Know Me Too Well (gortash x f! dark urge) After the coronation, she can't get the familiarity he showed her out of her mind. She needs answers, and the Archduke is more than happy to indulge her...

Eyes on Fire (gortash x f! dark urge) The visage of the Archduke won't leave her, and itching for blood, his favorite assassin is about to pay the Lord a very welcome visit...

North Star (kar'niss x f! tav) Finding a drider in the darkness, Tav offers for him to join her party. The safety and clarity he receives in her presence and her surprising admiration spurn his many legs to move much nearer...

Miniseries

When The Night Is Over - (1/2) Tav was no stranger to vampiric hunger and found her new companion in the throes of it. He held tightly to his mask, but her offer to guide him could crumble it...

Even If It Bleeds - (2/2) When a hunter threatens one of her own, Tav urges Astarion to take matters into his own hands. Further encouraging him to seek out his own needs, his own desire...

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Pillow Talk (1/2) Tav innocently offered to help Astarion with his morning routine. But things get very close, and Astarion is shocked how her sweet face belies the sinful mouth she has...

Lover, Please Stay (2/2) Tav keeping him at arms length, Astarion makes a plan to woo her back into his good graces. But his hunger, for her and her blood, proves distracting...

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Warm Water (gale x f! tav) 1/3 With one of Tav's love languages being physical affection, Gale tries to keep his touch hungry skin from her. The sirens call of her arms could overwhelm him, but he's far from the only one heeding her soft song...

Warm Honey (gale / halsin x f! tav) 2/3 Both druid and wizard seeking out her warmth, Gale makes a plan to win her affections. Yet both scent and sound could conspire to be his undoing...

Warm Blood (gale / astarion x f! tav) 3/3 With a sanguine competitor now circling with the large druid, Gale can no longer put off his advances...

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Girl Talk - (1/4) One late night Astarion turned their conversation to a more sensual topic and was delighted to discover Tav lacked experience with men. Naturally he was more than happy to lend a hand...

It Will Come Back - (2/4) Their shared night has been tormenting him, after staking his claim he found himself needing to be near her. And after a night of drinking, seeing her with someone else, he had to have her again...

Heat Signature - (karlach x tav, 3/4) After nearly freezing to death Tav needs Karlach near. Very near, it seems...

Unpunishable - (4/4) After Karlach spent the night with Tav, Astarion is feeling very normal about it. So normal that he needs her in his tent all night. Just to feed, he swears...

The Tav in question... (for reference)

Child Of Dawn series

(gale x f! tav, slow burn, completed)

Nightcall

Non Believer

Dream Girl Evil

Let Me Follow

To Build A Home

Bedroom Hymns

Listen Before I Go

Many Hands

Faith Consuming Hope

A Hole In the Earth

Keep the Rain

What The Water Gave Me

the girlypop... (aurum, my tav)

Gale and Aurum, Bad Ending (pain!)

Prayer Factory - (gale x f! tav, named) Aurum steels herself to face her old demons at the temple, with her love at her side. But the adrenaline of confrontation leaves her coiled, and a wizard very eager to take her wrath...

Gold Satin Dreamer - (gale x f! tav, named) Inviting his radiant wife to give a presentation at Blackstaff, Gale notices the longing gaze of his less than friendly colleague...

Hard Times - (gale x f! tav, named) After a venomous spat with Gale, Aurum finds herself in the prison of her dreams again. But with several pairs of hands cradling her, she doesn't have to weather it alone. And, perhaps, find her own vindication in the aftermath...

Nose to the Grindstone - (gale x f! tav, named) Aurum and Gale fucking in the dirt. They were left alone at camp, it's not their fault. Smh.

Exhale Inhale - (gale x f! tav, named) After Aurum took a hard hit in battle, Gale blames himself for a break in his concentration. Requesting they practice something a little rough for him to hone his skills...

House of the Rising Sun - (halsin x f! tav, named) After Gale received the Annuls of Karsus, and the subsequent break of Aurum's heart, she cannot shake the lingering betrayal. Driving her to the strong shoulder and warm arms of another...

AA Break Up Series

(ascended astarion x f! tav, drama and smut, completed)

We The Drowned

Take Me Back To Eden (shadowheart × f! tav)

Like Real People Do (halsin x f! tav)

I Should Hate You

Chokehold

What Kind Of Man (gale x f! tav)

Seven Devils

All I Wanted

The Moon Will Sing

Strawberry Wine (gale x f! tav)

As It Was

Astarion x Dark Urge

(astarion x f! durge, tenderness and smut, completed)

Dark Signs

Bite The Hand

Prey Drive

A Dangerous Thing

My Love Is A Dagger

Bloodcall

Little Miss Murder herself (my durge)

Distance

(astarion x f! plus fized tav, tenderness and smut, completed NOTE: these are old as hell lol)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

First Light (Prologue)

The Drow (indulgent prologue chapter)

My Portrait of Tav (I do be drawing..)

Tav Headcanons (being indulgent)