#june god of craft

[tavtiers]

an analysis for an Heir of void please?

The Heir of Void [symbols: star, shadow]

The Heir class has its basis in the chosen one trope. An example would be Beowulf.

The Void aspect’s main theme is the unknown. You can find its official description here.

An Heir of Void is among those who explore knowing and perceiving. This is the “classpect group” they belong to. Members include: the Mage, Seer, Heir, and Witch of Void/Light. These classes are all opposites or inverses of each other that explore the Void/Light dichotomy (knowing and perceiving). A description of classpect groupings can be found here.

The Heir of Void passively manipulates the Void aspect. Passive classes are guided by others or act for the benefit of others. They are more likely to be kind, but less likely to stand up for themselves. Witches and Heirs possess great power over their aspect and everything it symbolizes that has been granted to them from an outside source. Simplified, the Heir of Void is motivated by others to manipulate the unknown.

In personality, the Heir of Void struggles with restraint, gets caught up easily, and is very independent. Personality descriptions can be found here.

Their archetype is the Child Spy, defined by uninhibited secrecy. Archetypes are explained here.

Their opposite is the Witch of Light, who actively manipulates awareness.

Their inverse is the Mage of Light, who actively knows awareness.

A classpect or “god tier” is an individual’s best self. All classpects go through a journey from unrealized, to struggle, to realized. When a character is unrealized, they neutrally exist as their inverse. On their struggle, they will wildly flip back and forth between their inverse and true classpect. In their worst moments they will act as their inverse, in their best their true classpect. When realized, they will stabilize as their true classpect. They will still have room to grow, but will become happier, more successful people.

This means that the Heir of Void begins life motivated by themselves to know awareness. When their struggle arrives and they are at their worst, they will continue this behavior in negative extremes. However, when at their best, they will find purpose in instead manipulating the unknown for others. When realized, they will stabilize and continue to manipulate the Void aspect passively, in a positive way.

They share their archetype with the Thief of Life, the Spy Child.

The Heir of Void would quest on a planet similar to the Land of Darkness [Heir] and Void [Aspect]. An example would be the Land of Rainclouds and Waves. An explanation of planet naming conventions can be found here.

Two possible gods, or denizens, to reign over their planet would be Nyx (Goddess of Night) or Poseidon (God of the Sea). Other Void aspect denizens can be found here.

When the Heir of Void completes their planet quests and dies on their quest bed, they would rise to ascension on the wings of bats (symbols of night). A list of soul animals can be found here.

The characters that I have currently classpected as Heirs of Void are: Equius Zahhak from Homestuck [canon example], Sten from Dragon Age, June from Dragon Age, Uncle Arthur from A Serious Man, Patrick Star from SpongeBob SquarePants, and Captain Haddock from Tintin.

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Official Aspect Descriptions

Personality Descriptions

Aspect Denizens

[bonesaints]

June, God of the Craft and Beauty ✨

[livingthedragonlife]

okay now that we have top surgery scars, the urge to create a trans dalish elf with June's Vallaslin because in some legends June created himself is like OOOOOO it's taking over my mind

[veatomis]

seeing just how seriously the andrastian and chantry lore is taken by the writers makes me pissed off that bioware not only dismissed the dalish at every turn but that it also did away completely with their religion

[bronsautracks]

Thinking about June and how maybe people wouldn’t log their children’s first (understood) words, because all words belonged to June and they were afraid he would steal their kids’ voices if he knew what their first words were.

[felassan]

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[varrictethrasoilytits]

Andruil and Harding (The Goddess of the Hunt - The Scout)

Elgar’nan and Bellara (The God of Vengeance and the Sun - The Veil Jumper)

June and Emmrich  (The Master of the Craft - The Necromancer)

Sylaise and Lucanis (The Hearthkeeper (Goddess of the Domestic Arts) - The Mage Killer (can cook)

Ghilan’nain and Davrin (The Goddess of Guides and Navigation (Mother of the Halla) - The Warden)

Falon’din and Taash (The God of Death and Fortune - The Dragon Hunter)

Dirthamen and Neve (The God of Knowledge and Secrets - The Detective)

Mosaics of the Evanuris and The Veilguard Companion Tiles

[greenwitchcrafts]

June 2024 witch guide

Full moon: June 21st

New moon: June 6th

Sabbats: Litha/Summer Solstice- June 20th

June Strawberry Moon

Known as: Aerra Litha, Birth Moon, Blooming Moon, Brachmanoth, Dyad Moon, Egg Laying Moon, Green Corn Moon, Hatching Moon, Hoer Moon, Honey Moon, Lovers Moon, Mead Moon, Moon of Horses, Moon of Making Fat, Partner Moon, Rose Moon & Strong Sun Moon

Element: Earth

Zodiac: Gemini & Cancer

Nature spirits: Sylphs & Zephyrs

Deities: Aine of Knockaine, Bendis, Cerridwen, Green Man, Ishtar, Isis, Neith & Persephone

Animals: Butterfly, frog, monkey & toad

Birds: Peacock & wren

Trees: Maple & Oak

Herbs: Dog grass, meadowsweet, moss, mugwort, parsley, skullcap & vervain

Flowers: Lavender, orchid, tansy & yarrow

Scents: Lavender & lily of the valley

Stones:  Agate, Alexandrite, cat's eye, chrysoberyl, emerald, fluorite, garnet, moonstone, ruby & topaz

Colors: Gold, green, orange & yellow

Energy:  Abundance, balance, change of residence, communication, decision making, education, family relations, full & restful energy, love, marriage, prosperity, positive transformation, prevention, protection, public relations, relationships, responsibility, strength, tides turning, travel & writing

While strawberries certainly are a reddish-pink color and are roundish in shape, the origin of the name “Strawberry Moon” has nothing to do with the Moon’s hue or appearance.

• June's full Moon is typically the last full moon of spring or the first of summer. The June Full Moon will be extraordinary. For the first time since 1985, Full Moon happens precisely on the summer solstice, when the Sun is highest up. Because the Full Moon is always opposite the Sun, this year, you will see that the Moon is 10 widths lower on the horizon than the Sun ever is. 

This “Strawberry Moon” name has been used by Native American Algonquian tribes that live in the northeastern United States as well as the Ojibwe, Dakota, and Lakota peoples to mark the ripening of “June-bearing” strawberries that are ready to be gathered. The Haida term Berries Ripen Moon reflects this as well. As flowers bloom and early fruit ripens, June is a time of great abundance for many.

Litha

Known as: Alban Heruin, Summer Solstice & Whit Sunday

Season: Summer

Element: Fire

Symbols: Besom, fairies, God's eyes, sunflowers & symbols of the sun

Colors: Blue, gold, green, orange, red, tan & yellow

Oils/Incense: Cinnamon, frankincense, heliotrope, lavender, lemon, lily of the valley, mint, musk, myrrh, orange, orange pine, pine, rose, saffron, sandalwood & wisteria

Animals: Cattle, crab, horse & octopus

Birds: Goldfinch, kingfisher, meadowlark, owl, robin & wren

Mythical: Fairies

Stones: Bloodstone, diamond, emerald, jade, lapis lazuli & tiger's eye

Food: Ale, bread, cheese, edible flowers, garden fresh vegetables & fruit, lemons, meade, milk, oranges, pumpernickel bread, summer squash & wine

Herbs/Plants: Anise, basil, betony, cinquefoil, copal, elder, fennel, fern, frankincense, galangal, hemp, ivy, larkspur, lemon, lemon balm, mistletoe, mugwort, mullien, nettle, orange, orpin, plantain, rue, saffron, sandalwood, St.John's wort, thyme, verbena, vervain, wild thyme & ylang-ylang

Flowers: Carnation, chamomile, daisy, heather, heliotrope, honeysuckle, lavender, lily, marigold, orchid, rose, wisteria & yarrow

Trees: Elder, holly, laurel, linden, oak & pine

Goddesses: Amaterasu, Aine, Anahita, Dea, Cerde, Dag, Dana, Eiru, Fenne, Gwydion, Kupala, Mabd, Phoebe, Skhmet & Sul

Gods: Apollo, Baal, Balder, Bel, The Dagda, Donnus, El, The Green Man, Helios, Huon, Jupiter, Llew, Loki, Lugh, Maui, Mithras, Oak/Holly King, Ogmios, Ra, Surya, Thor & Zeus

Issues, Intentions & Powers: Agriculture, changes, divination, ending, fertility, life, light, manifestation, power, purpose, strength, success & unity

Spellwork: Fire & water magick

Activities:

• Charge and cleanse your crystals in the solstice sun

• Make Sun water

• Create crafts with natural elements such as flowers

• Burn a paper with things that no longer serve you or that you are trying to let go

•  Invite friends & family over for a bonfire and/or feast

• Gather & dry herbs for the upcoming year

• Clean, decorate & cleanse your altar with summer symbols

• Brew some sun tea

• Take a ritual bath/shower with flowers

• Make your own sun dial

• Craft a door wreath out of flowers & herbs

• Enjoy some sunrise/sunset yoga

• Volunteer at a food kitchen or animal shelter

• Plant trees (especially ones that may provide fruit or berries to feed the wildlife)

• Watch the sunset & say a blessing to nature

• Make flower infused anointing/spell oils

• Eat fresh fruits & berries

• Participate in a handfasting

• Create shadow art

The history of Litha reveals its deep connections to ancient agricultural societies & their reliance on the sun's power. Celebrated as part of the Wheel of the Year, Litha symbolizes the balance between light & darkness. Throughout history  customs such as bonfires, herb gathering & the construction of sunwheels have marked this festival. Today, Litha continues to be celebrated by various communities, with gatherings at sacred sites & private rituals in natural settings. It serves as a reminder of our connection with nature and the cycles of life.

• The traditions of Litha appear to be borrowed from many cultures. Most ancient cultures celebrated the summer solstice in some way such as the Celts celebrated Litha with hilltop bonfires & dancing. Many people attempted to jump over or through the bonfires for good luck. Other European traditions included setting large wheels on fire & rolling them down a hill into a body of water.

Litha is often associated with Midsummer, a celebration that extends beyond the pagan and Wiccan traditions. Midsummer festivities are observed in many cultures around the world, including Scandinavian countries where it holds a prominent place in their cultural heritage. Midsummer dances, bonfires, & feasts are integral parts of these celebrations, often accompanied by folklore and traditional rituals that honor the sun's energy and the abundance of nature during this time.

The summer solstice is the longest day of the year & in some traditions, Litha is when The Sun(The God) is symbolically at it's peak time of power & the World will soon be ripe to harvest. It is also when The Goddess is pregnant with The God who is to be reborn at Yule.

• In the Northern Hemisphere the Summer Solstice occurs when the Sun reaches its highest and northernmost points in the sky. It marks the start of summer in the northern half of the globe. (In contrast, the June solstice in the Southern Hemisphere is when the Sun is at its lowest point in the sky, marking the start of winter.)

Some also believe the history & spirit of Litha revolve around two deities, The Oak King & The Holly King. In Wiccan and Neo-Pagan traditions, each King rules the Earth for half of the year. From Yule to Litha, the Oak King rules. On Litha, the two battled for the crown and it is then that the Holly King triumphs. The Holly King will rule through fall until Yule, and the cycle will begin again.

Related festivals:

• Vestalia- June 7th -15th

Was a Roman religious festival in honor of Vesta, the goddess of the hearth & the burning continuation of the sacred fire of Rome. It was held from 7–15 June & was reserved as a women's-only event. Domestic & family life in general were represented by the festival of the goddess of the house & of the spirits of the storechamber — Vesta & the Penates .

On the first day of festivities the penus Vestae (sanctum sanctorum of the temple of Vesta which was usually curtained off) was opened for the only time during the year, at which women offered sacrifices. As long as the curtain remained open, mothers could come, barefoot and disheveled, to leave offerings to the goddess in exchange for a blessing to them and their family.

For the last day, the penus Vestae was solemnly closed, the Flaminica Dialis observed mourning & the temple was subjected to a purification called stercoratio: the filth was swept from the temple and carried next by the route called clivus Capitolinus and then into the Tiber.

Sources:

Farmersalmanac .com

Llewellyn's Complete Book of Correspondences by Sandra Kines

Wikipedia

A Witch's Book of Correspondences by Viktorija Briggs

Encyclopedia britannica

Llewellyn 2024 magical almanac Practical magic for everyday living

[kateksmallcuteowl]

June 28: Canon Divergence (general) + Hairbeads/Beads

For a great event by @bagginshieldweek24

Exams are really hard this year, so I had no time for a full render. Hope you like flat coloured version though.

More headcanons and details under the cut

Headcanons:

— Thorin and Bilbo mixed their courting and marrying traditions, even if dwarfen courting guide has +100500 rules and strictly forbidden actions and hobbit’s just says “ok, you like the guy, make him good food and stay together for some evenings”

— Thorin will never tell anyone, but he liked the hobbit’s part more🌚🌝

— Bilbo made a marriage-bead himself. He pulled his full talent out for it but it still turned out “plain” by dwarfen standards. Thought Thorin thinks it’s the best piece of jewellery ever created in middle earth, as it has a part of his lovers soul. (The last person who allowed himself bad words about Bilbo’s craft disappeared mysteriously from Erebor)

— Thorin learnt how to make a special Baggins-Took-apple-pie. He’s now officially a part of the family.

— Everyone in hobbiton now thinks, that well, old Took was not the queerest (in all senses) hobbit of all times.

— Dwarves of Erebor genuinely like Bilbo for his diplomatic talent (any smallest bit of diplomacy is considered a talent for dwarves).

Details:

— Their flowers and clothes colours match.

— More grey hair to the gods of grey hair!

— The clothes have both fur and floral ornaments.

P.S. I’m still thinking about this colouring style, so I’ll be glad to know what you think of it.

[thebibliosphere]

Do you think Bruce was weird the first time Tim brought Bernard home? Not because of a man dating a man thing, but because he's just... a nice guy. Some kid. Normal teenager. And given the long list of villains and children of villains his kids have dated over the years, plus super dating is a nightmare. Bruce is like, teary-eyed with awe over a teen who likes video games, accidentally becomes the "need anything, snacks, a condom?" parent out of pure joy because "oh my god this one is NORMAL, Tim, you hang onto him!!"

Bruce being so thrown off his game at meeting Bernard that he temporarily channels June George is giving me so much life.

It'd be so painfully awkward, too, because he'd know. He knows he's not being cool about the situation, but he can't help it.

He's assessing himself against the constant internal perception checks he's always rolling to make sure he's being a Normal Person outside of the cowl, and they're all coming up 1s. He's trying too hard. Too chirpy. Too punny. Too Much. Too Dad.

Bernard doesn't seem to notice. As far as he's aware, it's normal for Bruce to be this cringingly enthusiastic and awkward around his kids' friends. Tim, on the other hand, is conveying clearly that he wants the floor to open up and swallow him whole and that Bruce -- whatever the fuck is wrong with him -- needs to fuck off.

He does not fuck off. He doesn't know how to. All his carefully crafted social schemas have fallen apart. This is Bruce, not knowing how to show approval but trying his hardest.

After several more minutes, Tim saves them all. They were going to play some video game Bernard brought over in the living room, but he takes Bernard by the hand instead and starts leading him up the stairs.

"Come on, we can play it in my room." He glances pointedly at Bruce, who watches them go, still beaming like an idiot. "Somewhere with a door."

"Have fun," Bruce calls after their retreating backs, leaning against the banister as he watches them go. "Let me know if you guys need anything. Snacks. Drinks. A condom. Whatever you want."

Bernard makes a sound like he's choking. The look Tim levels at him is murderous.

This is it. This is Tim's villain origin story. He can see the exact moment they both realize it. Bruce still can't wipe the smile off his face. He does fuck off, though.

[tavtiers]

A hypothetical god tier for June from Dragon Age: the Heir of Void.

An Heir of Void is among those who explore knowing and perceiving. They are motivated by others to manipulate the unknown. (x) The Heir of Void struggles with restraint, gets caught up easily, and is very independent. (x) They are the Child Spy, defined by uninhibited secrecy. (x) Their opposite is the Witch of Light. Their inverse is the Mage of Light. They share their personality with the Thief of Life. The Heir of Void would quest on a planet similar to the Land of Shade and Void, reigned over by Nyx (Goddess of Night) or Poseidon (God of the Sea). They would rise to ascension on the wings of bats. (x)(x)(x)

[bonesaints]

honestly the idea of the crafter god doubling as a tweaked out masc god of beauty and invention too is soooo fucking good because the guy literally crafted himself from lyrium

[thyme-in-a-bubble]

the taste

buttercup, chapter four

a/n: the smutty smut has arrived, folks!

summary: “look, all I’m saying is that he likes you, a lot. He’s never let himself be with anyone like you, anyone who truly made him happy, anyone he actually had a fighting chance of getting a stable and healthy relationship out of.”

warnings: matt murdock x baker!reader, smut, neighbours to lovers, rape recovery, ptsd, kissing, over the clothes fun, dry humping, fingering, dirty talk

word count: 2419

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It had been the end of June when your parents passed. You didn’t recall much from that summer, most of your memories had just kind of faded away as the brain occasionally does when it’s faced with trauma, but one thing that you’d never forget was the feeling of Howard, each and every morning, gently lifted you out of bed and attempted to let you sleep a little longer, holding you like a tiny baby bear against him, as they went to open up the bakery. 

School was out, and at only nine years old, you couldn’t just stay at home all alone, not with their long hours and especially not with the overwhelming grief you were dealing with. So, they brought you with them.

It didn’t take very long before you forgot about your toys and activity books in favour of just watching the magic that went on in the kitchen. Soon you were running around the place doing all matter of little tasks they could come up with for you and when they noticed the missing glint it brought back to your eye, they began to teach you and truly made you fall in love with the meditative craft. 

At the end of that summer when the next school year rolled around, you didn’t wanna leave. You’d grown up here, you’d healed here, the doorframe into the small lavatory in the back even had little chicken scratches documenting your height. This place was your home.

Sweeping a damp cloth over the steel tabletops, the music emanating from your phone that rested on the dark windowsill suddenly stopped as it buzzed with your ringtone. Putting it on speaker, you kept on wiping the surface down. 

“Matt, hi!”

“Hey,” his deep timbre filled the dim kitchen of the bakery. 

“I’m just about to lock up, if you’re still up for a little company.” 

“Yeah, about that,” he puffed out a heavy breath, “I’m still at the office.”

“Oh,” your moments froze a moment, “is everything alright?”

“Yeah, just swamped with this case prep.”

“Is it just you there?”

“No, the others are here too.”

“Well,” you exhaled a smile, “if you’re gonna burn the midnight oil, maybe I could come over with some of the leftovers from today to keep you guys going?”

Still in the doorway, your arms enclosed around Matt and the stuffed brown paper bag in your hand hung over his shoulder. 

Eyeing the goods, Foggy’s voice found your ears, “is that the–”

“Yeah,” you simply extended your arm in his direction, “here you go, take it.”

“Oh my god,” he snatched it out of your grasp and opened the crinkly bag up, nearly drooling as he glanced through the selections, “Karen, could you–”

“Get some plates? Yep,” the honey-haired woman then moved into the small kitchenette and grabbed some paper plates and napkins. 

Drawing back from the fleeting embrace, Matt then asked, “how was your day?” 

“It was fine,” you shrugged, your eyes briefly flickering over his attire, the tie tugged loose around his unbuttoned collar and his sleeves were rolled up past his burly forearms, “I kinda like it when I get to do the night shifts all alone. It’s so quiet–, oh, and I get to have full control over the music choice. It’s great,” a slight grin brightened your features, “how about you, huh?” you grabbed his hand in yours, “what’s this wild case about?”

A deep sigh flowed from his lips as he squeezed your hand, “uh, it’s this kid who–,” his phone then abruptly began to buzz in his pocket, “oh, sorry,” he fished it out, “I gotta take this.”

Letting go of his fingers, you said, “of course,” and watched as he ducked into his own office and answered the call. 

As you gazed at his visage still visible through the glass, Foggy’s words stirred you from your daydream.

“He’s happy.” 

Turning to blink back at him, you hummed, “huh?”

“You make him happy,” Foggy smiled from the humble conference room, “I don’t know if I’ve ever seen him smile that much with anyone else, but then again, you are quite different from his usual type.”

Passing over the threshold into the space, your brows furrowed, “I’m not his type?”

“No! Oh, that came out wrong,” he winced, “Matt just has a tendency to get involved with the wrong kind of girls. You’re just different,” hastily adding, “in a good way.” 

“Oh…” you sank down into one of the chairs, wondering tensely if he was still dating others since you’d never had a conversation about how exclusive you were or how serious this thing between you even was, “does Matt date a lot?” 

“I wouldn’t exactly call it that, since it never really lasts that long,” Foggy said, though when he noticed the look on your face, his features soured in regret, “wow, I’m really screwing all of this up, aren’t I… look, all I’m saying is that he likes you, a lot. He’s never let himself be with anyone like you, anyone who truly made him happy, anyone he actually had a fighting chance of getting a stable and healthy relationship out of.”

Just then, you heard Matt’s footsteps entering the room from behind you, “hey,” he called Foggy’s attention, “you mind going down to the station tomorrow morning, check if Brett can get us any files that might help?” coming to a stop just behind where you were seated, his touch grazed the back of the chair. Reaching back, you caught one of his hands and briefly craned your neck, bringing his palm up to your lips to press a small peck to his calloused skin. 

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll go buy some more cigars,” Foggy sighed, briefly turning his attention back to the computer before him, slumping slightly as the intimidating and tangled laws still flashed back at him on the screen from when he’d looked them up earlier, he then blinked back up at you, “hey, Y/n?”

“Hm?” you hummed, meeting his eye as you weaved your fingers with Matt’s. 

“Have I ever told you that my mom wanted me to be a butcher?” 

“Oh,” you heard Matt sigh dramatically behind you as Karen too bit down on her lip to suppress a smile, “not the butcher story.”

“Oh, yeah, I’m sorry to break the news,” you said light-heartedly as you chewed on the taste Matt had offered you of his curry, “but I definitely picked the better one.”

With his tinted glasses resting on the coffee table beside where your takeout container of Thai food rested, a smile twitched on Matt’s lips, “well, you do work in food, so it does make sense that you’re better at ordering.”

“Here,” you filled your spoon up with the red soup, catching one of the floating pieces of tofu, before bringing it up to his lips, “give it a taste.” 

An airy giggle bubbled out of you as a drop of soup clung to the corner of his lip and you instinctively reached out to wipe it clean, his chuckle swiftly mirroring your own. Though when you then froze, fingers staying close, your laughter faded. The fluorescent light that streamed in through the tall windows of his apartment illuminated his features as you watched him swallow the small taste. Ghosting your thumb across his skin, you traced his bottom lip. You weren’t sure who moved first, but the next thing you knew, you were locked in a kiss. 

You faintly heard him place his dinner down on the coffee table before his palms came up to cup your cheeks. You fumbled a bit, trying not to tip anything as you laid down the spoon in your grasp. 

A yearning whimper seeped from deep within your chest when you felt his tongue faintly ghost against your own before he breathlessly eased back a bit to utter, “you’re right,” stealing a soft peck before he went on, “It does taste really good.” 

Tilting your chin, you fervently captured his lips once more, your touch crumbled up his shirt till it found purchase in his already loosened tie, playing with it as your tongue danced against his. 

When he buried his hands in your hair, his short nails soothingly scraped over your scalp and a small moan flowed from you and vibrated against his kiss. 

The clear pulse that rocked throughout your body accumulated between your legs in a dizzying throb, an enchanting sensation that swayed you to get even closer and crawl into his lap. His wide palms dragged down the length of your spine in a way that caused a shiver to follow along.

Tangling your fingers in his hair as you kissed him back, your hips then instinctively sought to scratch and satisfy the itch that had grown so immense by rocking down against him and the noticeable hardness that tented his pants. 

Breathlessly in between kisses, Matt said, “you wanna enjoy the food before it gets cold?” offering you a gentle escape in case you needed it.

Ghosting the tip of your nose against his, you uttered, “I don’t mind popping it in the microwave,” deliberately rolling your hips against his once more, “do you?”

Sharing his hot breath, you were so close that your lips nearly crashed into one another once more, but they didn’t as your pelvis kept up their slow and teasing grinding. Matt’s eyes fluttered shut a moment as he let out a low groan, “no,” his touch slid further down and dug into the softness of your bottom, “no, I don’t mind.” 

Capturing your lips once more, he slowly began to grow more confident in his touch, though some weariness still lingered as he began to aid your movements. 

As his lips migrated down the length of your neck, you let out a moan, “fuck,” your frame shivering from the pleasure, “oh my god,” yet also out of a deep desire for more, “Matt…” 

“Yeah?” his low voice vibrated against your throbbing pulse on the side of your neck. 

“M-Matt–,” your eyes fluttered shut as he rocked you down harder against him, “oh, holy fuck… could you–, would you–”

“What?” the sound of his words made you feel dizzy, “what do you need?”

“Touch me,” you uttered hazily, head enchantingly tilted back. 

“Yeah?” he reeled back a bit as one of his hands scooped up to find your cheek. 

“Please,” you downright whined, “please, Matt.”

Keeping one hand fast in your hair, the other one moved to caress the soft peaks of your tits. 

“Here?” 

You let out a filthy whimper as he palmed you, “uhh, ngah–, lower–…” his hand teasingly complied, “lower…” till he finally cupped you through your pants. 

“Here?” he pressed down against the seam, “huh? Is it here, Y/n?

“Y-yes!” you shuttered on top of him as he rubbed your thrumming clit so perfectly through your clothing, “oh, f-fuck, you’re good at that–”

He stole a short, yet sloppy kiss from your lips before your head tilted down and buried itself in his neck. Your moans were muffled against the crook of his shoulder as you then glided your own fingers down along the length of his arm, feeling the muscles of his forearm tense beneath your touch as he worked you. Eventually, your hand found what it was looking for, your palm rested atop of his, almost like you were holding his hand as you felt it move beneath yours and stroke you silly. 

Your fingers then grasped his tighter as you plucked it further up and stuffed it into your waistband, guiding his reach all the way down till you soaked his digits. 

“Christ, you’re wet,” Matt groaned as your touch, ever atop of his, begged him to swirl your puffy pearl, “fuck…”

Without the barrier of clothing, your frame swiftly began to crumble from the ecstasy. Your right leg gave out and slid across Matt’s lap to where your other limb was. Your head drifted down as well as Matt’s arms only tightened around your slumped form, keeping you flush against him as you hid your features in the mass of his arm as your free hand clutched onto it. 

Curling into him as he cradled you, the way he petted your pussy nearly made you vibrate, “don’t stop, please,” you unintentionally kept wiggling down against the tent in his pants. 

“I won’t,” he breathed heavily as he kept on caressing you, occasional moans also flowing from his lips, “I’ve got you, I’ve got you.”

His long middle finger then slid down to tease your leaking hole before just shyly sinking in, just barely, keeping everything so light, before fluttering up to circle your clit again and then dropping down to repeat the motion till he had you on the edge. 

When you tumbled over, both of your hands joined at his bicep, digging into it as his name shined through your lewd moan.

Catching your breath, his fingers gently slipped out of your pants. Sluggishly, you clung closer and snaked your arms around him. 

“You okay?” he hugged you tight. 

“Mhm,” you hummed into his warmth.  

Planting a soft peck on your hairline, he then moved to readjust your embrace, lowering you both till you were lying on the leather couch. 

After a moment, your fingers twisted in the southern material of his shirt close to his belt, “do you want me to–…”

“No need,” he shook his head. 

Tilting your chin up, you glanced at his soft expression, “really?”

“Yeah,” a bright smirk tugged at his lips, “just the way you sounded was beautiful enough to do the trick for me.” 

Grinning wide, you felt your face grow hot at the compliment, haven not realised the power he had over you apparently went both ways. 

Cuddling him closer, you lifted yourself up a bit and pressed a slow kiss to his lips. 

When you laid your head back down, he asked, “do you want something to drink?” his warm palm drew slow and soothing patterns all along your spine, “some more to eat maybe?”

“No,” you blinked up at him, utterly spellbound, “could we maybe just stay here like this a little longer?”

“Of course,” he relaxed further beside you, “we can stay like this forever if you’d like.”

A smile then crept up on your lips as you pointed out, “forever’s a very long time…”

Chuckling lightly, Matt nodded, “it is…”

© 2024 thyme-in-a-bubble 

[pinayelf]

Davrin's Vallaslin

This is definitely not the first post about speculation on Davrin's vallaslin and I'm probably not the only person who has the same ideas but I wanted to write it down anyway.

Dav's vallaslin could either be June's or Ghilan'nain's and here's some good arguments for either:

Davrin's vallaslin is unique to him, Rook can't have it through the CC and there aren't other Dalish characters with it. The vallaslins in DAtV are the same as far as I know to the ones in DAI, probably to make it simple since you put your quizzie in. So this plays into the idea that clans have different designs from another - though ofc there will be similarities to the same gods.

June

The lines in Davrin's vallaslin is similar to the June vallaslin from DAI.

June was seen as the God of Craft, and whether or not Davrin sees himself as one - he's a skilled craftsman. He sketches and sculpts detailed figures with great accuracy. According to the art book his armor was designed with the idea that he customized it himself, so it represents him being a Warden, while also being utilitarian with his monster hunting job. Davrin is good with his hands (lol) and if this was something he's been good at since he was young, I see him choosing June.

Though being a craftsman isn't something he ended up dedicating his life to, he still carries it with him.

Ghilan'nain

While the lines in Davrin's vallaslin is more similar to June's, the shape and placement is nearly identical to the Ghilan'nain vallaslin from DAI.

It also features a lot of the shapes in Ghilan'nain's form - the horns, her pauldrons, the swooping lines reminiscent of her tentacles.

Eldrin said Davrin used to sing to the Halla when he was a kid. Despite his no-nonsense, dog eat world view of things now as an adult, it's obvious Davrin has always had a soft heart for animals. Despite swearing he's just Assan's (and the other griffons' bodyguard), he knows how to calm them, knows them all by name and cares deeply for them. He agrees with Taash when they say animals are better than people (disagree and not a big fan of the line myself lol but regardless).

Davrin's skill in training griffons, his expertise in hunting beasts and monsters possibly stemmed from his love of Halla as a kid. I even want to say his love for Halla jumpstarted his interests in animals, beasts and creatures. So it wouldn't be far off that he'd choose to dedicate his vallaslin to Ghilan'nain.

And that would be so narratively delicious - Davrin, with a dedication of Ghilan'nain permanently etched on his face, must kill her.

So who is the vallaslin?

Until a dev confirms, I think both options are good bets.

I'm leaning towards Ghilan'nain - because it's confirmed in canon lore that he's always loved Halla and animals, and narratively it's the best fit.

[hmslusitania]

I cannot guess how planned this was over the ten year gap etc BUT

Urthemiel, the archdemon of the Fifth Blight, the old god fought by the HoF, Morrigan, Alistair, etc. was apparently June’s archdemon right? June the god of crafts, who created eluvians.

So if Kieran exists due to the Dark Ritual, the old god’s soul he’s got in him is Urthemiel’s, an aspect of June.

And there’s the whole bit where he somehow manages to open the Skyhold eluvian into the raw fade and everyone involved there was like “I cannot guess how he did that”

Well! I have a theory now!

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DISCLAIMER!! this is pretty long and probably boring but if it interests you just scroll down to see my DR intros .. + a redo? yes it is.. i wanted to add my do and don’t support and more of my DRs and information !!)

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╭ ‧₊˚ˎ🕯️ˊ˗ 𓊆 A G E -

i am currently 16 and will be turning 17 this upcoming june the same day my sister turns 20!!

╭ ‧₊˚ˎ🕯️ˊ˗ 𓊆 S O C I A L S -

i have two tiktoks, two blogs, and a pinterest account dedicated to my shifting journey! not to mention my 20+ spotify playlists for my DRs.. my users are in my bio except my Pinterest which is my main tts user (@probablylucid) and i follow all shifters back on all my accounts!!

╭ ‧₊˚ˎ🕯️ˊ˗ 𓊆 L I K E S -

some of my favorite shows: brooklyn 99, bones, criminalsminds, my mad fat diary, community, gravity falls, anne with an e, and hunter x hunter | some of my favorite movies; kate, gunpowder milkshake, the craft, assassination nation, deadpool, ready or not, multiverse of madness, rush hour| other likes: hello kitty, halloween, music, making script headers/ dividers + outfit claims, night, stars,headphones, green, snow/rain, WINDD, youtube lolcow documentaries , youtube 5 hours family guy / american dad videos 

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i go by she/her!! bisexual?? i first started shifting in 2020 due to peak dracotok, and grew away from it for almost two years until my first truant case in 2022 and have been pretty active since!! i haven’t shifted yet (or else i’d be yap abt it) but will be soon!! also i accidentally deleted my entire notion like 5 months ago

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╭ ‧₊˚ˎ🕯️ˊ˗ 𓊆 D O S U P P O R T -

- species changing(monster, god, witch ect.)

- aging up/ down(for right reasons/not “excessively”)

- permashifting

- merging DRs

- multiple versions of one DR

- being overpowered

- not using methods/scripts

- not using/liking any form of shifting media

- face claims(i feel i have to say this one)

- all unique DRs

- prioritizing your mental heath and shifting journey

- asking for advice and tips!!

- DOING YOUR OWN RESEARCH!

- “too many” or “to little” DRs

- not liking/ interacting with shifting media

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- race changing

- aging down only to date minors

- scripting immense trauma for you or others

- not scripting out racism, homophobia, sexism(etc.)

- “you can’t script/do that” do what you want but don’t get mad when you get rightfully hated on

- murder/straight criminal DRs

- not giving respect to others that give it to you

- not treating people in your dr like they’re real

- scripting a mental illness that you don’t have

- comparing your shifting journey to others

- over working yourself (trying new methods every night /not giving yourself breaks)

- doubting yourself(i understand not being confident but don’t spread the doubt)

- spread misinformation

- “they’re my s/o not yours”

- “it’s just lucid dreaming” suck my ballz

╭ ‧₊˚ˎ🕯️ˊ˗ 𓊆 D R / S C R I P T I N F O -

~ i have 8 DRs total but will only be introducing 4 of them!! the other 4 are just not a priority for me and i wont be shifting there anytime soon no i felt no need to add them

~ because i mash my DRs so much i label them with angel numbers!! mainly because i can just call them one term (ex. “mcu DR” or “supernatural DR”) i been doing this for almost 3 years and honestly love it and connecting them to my DRs

~ i mash / merge all of my DRs!! basically taking typically more than 2 potentially completely separate DRs and merging them!!

~ i don’t have any scripted face claims or significant others!! for my appearance i just script traits and over all vibes/concepts, as for s/o’s i don’t really script anything but do have some intentions but could definitely not follow through on them or even switch interests / feelings

~ I ALWAYS script an older sister with the intention of her being like my OR sister(is that weird) idc she’s my soul sis

~ i have a pinterest board for all of my DRs with at least 6 sections in each!! the sections i always have is closet, tops, bottoms, accessories, items, claims and aesthetics!! but for some boards i have sections for “magical” items, realms, inventions, powers and insta posts

~ i have corresponding colors for all of my DRs? they typically match my powers and vibes of that DR / self

~ my only shifting flex is my “aesthetic” scripts fr. it just makes scripting fun for my procrastinating self.. i also typically have 10 pages in my scrips with no pages in them(if that makes sense??) idk i just like having all the relating info in the same page(just me?)

~ i always script im taller ( like 5’10/ 177cm) .. i also script excessive tattoos and piercings bc i luv being a baddie

~ lastly i also typically script two middle and last names.. for the plot??? for fun?? l don’t even know it’s just nice

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“HYSTERIA ALONE MARS SOLSTICE”

𓂃⋆🐞.˚⋆ MAIN INFO ~

18, born august 8th 1988 in athens greece, 5’9, ESTP, fake identity / name ~ aiden sloane irris, older sister, new head of the liaison unit at global investigation service agency (GISA) , color “theme” red mainly + brown , currently live in brooklyn, ill first shift on june 21st 2007

𓂃⋆📍.˚⋆ LIKES / VIBES ~

the neighborhood, ladybugs, fast cars, philosophy, vintage trinkets, messy hair, stacked jewelry, driving, analysis, pomegranate, art forms

𓂃⋆🩸.˚⋆ DR MAIN ~

brooklyn 99, bones, NCIS

𓂃⋆🪭.˚⋆ DR SIDES ~

criminal minds, NCIS, kate (movie) , bullet train, equalizer, ect.

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“SATURN WISTERIA BLUR NEVULA NIGHTFALL”

𓂃⋆🪐.˚⋆ MAIN INFO ~

16, born january 1st 2001, 5’9, ISTJ, 5th year mainly “mythic” high student, ravenclaw, cousin + aunt and older sister, color “theme” mainly purple + white, first shift on September 1st 2017, cosmic/night based powers

𓂃⋆🦷.˚⋆ LIKES / VIBES ~

lana del ray, stars, snow, cold weather, ripped clothes, cosmic energy, plants, the moon, night time, defending, astronomy, horror

𓂃⋆🔮.˚⋆ DR MAINS ~

harry potter, monster high

𓂃⋆🐦‍⬛.˚⋆ DR SIDES ~

owl house, lord of the rings, school for good and evil, adventure time, slumber land

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“ MERCURY CHAOS GEMINI GENESIS BONES”

𓂃⋆🌌.˚⋆ MAIN INFO ~

15,born on june 6th 2006, 5’10, ENTP, gotham central student, currently live in gotham/NYC (merged), one older sister and aunt, will “inherit” the MIB when i turn 16, first shift on october 9th 2021, air/“chaos”/force based powers, color “theme” black and white but blue for aesthetics

𓂃⋆🌬️.˚⋆ LIKES / VIBE ~

tame impala, spirals, wind, chaos, eyes, cities at night, connections, photoagraphy, animals, sour foods, tights + shorts, music, dreaming

𓂃⋆👁️‍🗨️.˚⋆ DR MAIN ~

marvel, DC, men in black

𓂃⋆🌪️.˚⋆ DR SIDE ~

starwars, gunpowder milkshake, dune

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“ LUCID-RAIN NOSTALGIA SALEM THEORIA”

𓂃⋆🌉.˚⋆ MAIN INFO ~

17, born march 13th 1993 in rome , 5’9, INFP, first shift on october 4th 2009, junior high school student, twin + older sister and mother, water / mind based powers , color “theme” orange + blue and brown

𓂃⋆🐟.˚⋆ LIKES / VIBES ~

funky combos, jellyfish, the ocean, rain, cloudy weather, “old” music, luck, gossip, deftones, piercings, investing supernatural, not talking

𓂃⋆🍂.˚⋆ DR MAINS ~

supernatural, gravity falls, twilight

𓂃⋆🪼.˚⋆ DR SIDES ~

the vampire diaries, teen wolf, the secret circle, etc.

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that’s pretty much it!! i hope you enjoyed and please share any feedback or suggestions you want!!