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Astrology Observations

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🃏 Lilith square/opposition/conjunct/quincunx Neptune, the native has a hard time to come with their sexual desires and sexual illusions, you may fear that your sexual desires won't come true

🃏 Lilith aspecting the Moon (all aspects) cannot handle liars, they hate the lies and won't accept the dear people in their lives lying to them

🃏 Sun harshly aspecting Saturn natives can have a hard time with their fathers, the father's behavior/personality/mood etc...

🃏 Inner Libra Placements such as Sun or Moon can tend to be "people pleaser" because they just wanna unite people and make them happy but they can fall under others people manipulation if they're not aware enough

🃏 People often call Gemini Placements as being "two faced" but they don't realize how hard it can be for them to show themselves to the world

🃏 Capricorn & Aquarius Placements aren't cold or mean they just don't wanna waste their energy and time with people who don't deserve it

🃏 If you are a woman and you have Lilith - Mars aspects you can often find men being misogynistic or close minded around you

🃏 The dark side of the Cancer Degrees 4°, 16° and the 28° is wounded feminine energy, it can be hard for them to be in this energy sometimes

🃏 Pluto in the 10H or at 10° or 22° degrees. People hate the authority and power you have upon some things in your life so take care for others to not ruin it

🃏 Capricorn Moons or Moon in the 10H or at 10° 22° degrees often hide their pain to not worry the people in their lvies

🃏 Moon sextile/trine/conjunct the Ascendant can make the native extremely caring, but one thing about them is that you can see through the people and their emotions/feelings and fears

🃏 When someone has their 8th house sign in the same sign as your Sun, you can have a hateful relationship at first

🃏 Neptune conjunct the ascendant natives often find themselves creating their own world in their head so they forget about the bad world they live in

🃏 When you have Lilith aspecting Sun or Saturn it can feel like people don't do justice for you do you have to fight for your own rights and your own justice

🃏 Lilith/Pluto or Saturn in the 4H or 12H house don't really like to talk about their past. They better keep it only for themselves

🃏 Pluto in the 7H can attract toxic partners and sometimes even manipulative ones. You need to have higher standards when it comes to your relationships

🃏 Pluto in the 9H makes the native sensitive to others people needs and feelings, they have a very powerful intuition and feel that

🃏 Chiron in Sagittarius or in the 9H can make you to hate your own religion system or belief, can make you be close minded or not that open to others opinions, sometimes your freedom can be taken away from you

🃏 Chiron in the 11H or Chiron in Aquarius natives often attract people who want or need healing then those people leave and they basically wasted their energy to heal others for nothing

🃏 Uranus in your 2H, sometimes money come unexpectedly in your life. Sometimes they will leave. You need create a balance for your money

🃏 Virgo in the 4H natives can grow up in nurturing/naturist homes, where probably the mother had a naturist medicine for everything

🃏 The dark side of having Capricorn degrees in your chart such as 10° and 22° degrees can make you to feal weak instead of strong or powerful

🃏 Having heavy 6H placements or stelium can make the native to have a draining everyday life, you need a break and a hug for sure

🃏 Ascendant aspecting Pluto or Saturn can make you to be intimidating to others, sometimes even scary

🃏 Chiron in the 1st/2nd or 12th house have other people projecting their problems in these native's lives

🃏 Aries or Mars in your 3rd house may cause you to be overly aggressive or impulsive in communication and learning, your assertive personality may appear domineering to others

🃏 Jupiter in the 7th house natives can be the most happiest in their relationships/with their partners

🃏 Jupiter trine/sextile/conjunct Ascendant makes you a generous, supportive, and enthusiastic person. With physical good looks, charm, and an engaging personality

🃏 Natives with the Mercury in the 11th house or Mercury in Aquarius it fills their lives with peace also Mercury in the 11th house makes the native very friendly and loved among the people.

🃏 Mercury or Mars in the 9H or in Sagittarius good at mastering more or multiple languages

🃏 Uranus in the 12th house is a placement of intense transformation and spiritual growth. People with Uranus in the 12th house often find themselves exploring the unknown and pushing boundaries.

🃏 Chiron in the 5th house natives emphasizes themes related to creativity, self-expression, and romance and also self acceptance is very important for them

🃏 Chiron in Taurus natives brings a greater sense of neglect, especially about valuing themselves and their worth

🃏 Cancer MIDHEAVEN/Cancer in the 5th house/Cancer Moon are good indicators if you want to work as a teacher/pedagogue

🃏 Uranus square Midheaven makes the native fiercely independent and rebellious with almost everyone in their lives

🃏 Moon conjunct/trine/sextile Jupiter amplifies the native's intuition, wisdom and creativity. Is a great placement for discovering yourself

🃏 In my opinion I think the most luckiest time in your life astrologically talking is when Jupiter returns back into the sign where it was when you were born

🃏 Sun-Pluto aspects can indicate being exploited when young/maybe in childhood or in young ages

🃏 Pluto in the 11H natives can often be misunderstood by people, sometimes even by their friends or close people

🃏 Chiron square/opposite/quincunx Venus can have a hard time to express their feelings fearing they'll be rejected or simply out of embarrassment

🃏 Chiron in the 3rd house can get verbal bullying by other people, is important to not care about the harsh words and to not take them to heart

🃏 Having part of Fortune in the 10 H or in Capricorn indicates that a greater sense of happiness and contentment can come more easily through your achievements

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Lilith in Gemini/3rd House

this is intuitive astrology. meaning that i’m making these notes based on what i intuitively pick up about this astrological point being merged with these signs. take it with a grain of salt and understand that you might not relate to everything that i get from your placement 🖤

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gemini/3rd house is related to communication (writing and speaking), mental processing of information (learning new things), thought processes, adaptability, anything digital too - such as social media, teaching, public speaking, your local neighbourhood + short distant travels + transportation, and also the way that you build connections with your peers - like siblings, classmates, coworkers, etc. it can also represent close relatives (usually makes me think of aunts and uncles).

lilith being in this position can give you a curiosity that you were shamed out of having. you’ve been shamed for the questions that you asked your parents, your teachers, your peers, simply because these questions were perceived to be as taboo or inappropriate to ask. especially when you were a child.

the way that you speak and word your sentences can also be perceived as being quite rude. especially if you have lilith in aries in the 3rd house, or if your mars is conjunct your lilith or just in the 3rd house with your lilith. the things that you say to people can provoke a darkness out of them because you trigger a dark part of their mind with the things that you say or the things that you ask - even without meaning to.

an undeveloped and non-integrated lilith in this sign/house will result in someone who’s very manipulative through gossip and communication. the type of person who will spread lies about other people. the type of person who may even be a pathological liar, just for the sake of toying with information as a way of feeling like they have the upper hand in a conversation. someone who can turn people against each other with the gossip/lies that they spread - ESPECIALLY if lilith in gemini is in the 7th house or the 11th house. people with this placement could also lie for the sake of gaining information for themselves too. which leads me to my next point:

information is power here. and lilith here usually gives an obsession towards thinking and learning. she has an insatiable hunger for knowing information about things and people. and even for understanding her own mind when she finally dives deep into her own thought process.

your mind can be a very dark place. you could constantly think about the themes of rejection, shame, abuse, and are constantly aware of those themes in conversations between your peers. whether it’s directed towards you or it’s happening between other people.

since gemini/3rd house is also related to intelligence, you could’ve had an inferiority complex with your own intelligence in school. like you weren’t smart enough or you weren’t good at learning new things. the kids who struggled with writing essays and paying attention in class. the real issue was that you just had an unconventional and uncommon way of processing and expressing information. meaning that the way in which teachers expected you to learn was not compatible with what you needed to be able to learn. but you internalised this at some point and felt like you were just “dumb” in a way.

this could’ve definitely manifested in the opposite way and resulted in you feeling like you were one of the most intelligent people in the class. and you could’ve faced rejection from your peers and classmates due to them recognising the power that you held in your academic success - which made them feel inferior to you. but not quietly. this was probably the reason why you were picked on and even bullied, and this could’ve lead to you being less of a participant in class. suppressing your own expression of what you know and suppressing your own curiosity because how other children dealt with their inferiority complexes brought you pain and shame.

for people with a developed lilith here, this placement also makes me think of people who can read between the lines with the things that people say - very easily. it’s almost like you can see into the thought process that would cause someone to say something in the way that they did.

an underdeveloped lilith placement will be extremely susceptible to not just possibly being a gossiper/liar, but also being someone who’s very easily manipulated and gullible. someone who believes everything that people (especially their friends/peers) tell them. they can’t see through people’s lies and manipulations - and other people can see this clearly. this could be due to them suppressing their curiosity that would’ve made them question what they were told if they were to embrace being curious.

you could’ve also been cyber bullied too - or you were the one to cyber bully and troll online.

you may have siblings who are the embodiments of lilith energy - especially younger ones (unless your lilith is in sagittarius or capricorn, which would indicate that this applies to your older siblings too). meaning that they’re extremely rebellious, outcasted, possibly full of rage too. or for a select few, you could have siblings that are into the occult, witchcraft, or something like that - and if so, with a good relationship with this sibling, you would’ve learned a lot from them.

you might also feel ostracised from your siblings too. having a lot of conflicts with them - especially verbally. unless aries/mars is an influence to your third house. then verbal conflicts could easily turn into physical fights.

you may also have issues with your uncles and aunts. this placement makes me think of people with verbally mean aunts and uncles who always have some fucked up shit to say to them. could also indicate issues with your cousins too.

there’s also oppression or trauma related to your local neighbourhood here. or just constantly having issues with your neighbours - mainly for lilith in the 3rd house. you could feel like the black sheep in your local area for some reason. this could be due to being a different race, culture, ethnicity, sexuality, etc compared to everyone else.

[belog-grada-crna-princeza]

june 7th, 2023 in belgrade

Here's the thing. I was so dishonest, so full of sh*t. I built this world of make-believe. Maybe I wasn't dishonest. Maybe I was just a writer. Maybe all writers are liars. Anyway, I wrote a play, a script, characters, roles. Or were they assigned to me? I don't remember. Sometimes I (would) feel like a piece on a chessboard. I became obsessed with control. If I can make my own world and choose what comes in and out of it, maybe I can win this game. Except no one ever told me the rules. Every move I made was a losing one. Every move I made put me in a worse position than before. Everyone else was advancing and I would spin around in circles like a peg top. At first, interesting, exciting, new. But soon, I would be out of tricks and they would move on. I can entice everyone; I can't keep anyone. When the show is over, what's left is just me. So I invented more plotlines. More twists and turns. Better costumes, better lies. I became so good at it I even kept the truth from myself. It was always like staring into a fast flowing river. There would be glimpses here and there but nothing tangible, solid. Nothing I could make sense of. All those smoke and mirrors transformed into the weirdest f*cking symptoms. I would get this electric feeling in my stomach, like there was lighting inside of my body. I would get aches and pains but all my scans always showed up normal. I would stay up late at night haunted by memories I wasn't sure I didn't make up. It was all fragmented. I wanted to break all my mirrors and cut on my skin with the pieces to see if I bled. I was convinced there was no blood in my veins. I was filled with nothing, with air, with emptiness. A walking contradiction. An entity. But not human. I've been in therapy for years, you know? I was so resentful, so fed up. More clever, sneaky lies. I can't possibly be fixed, can I? She just believes my masks. Hell, I believe my masks. I would fantasize about her ripping off my face and looking directly at what lied underneath. No pun intended. I don't really know what eventually got through. It's the paradox of armour like mine. (My whole life is a paradox, if it wasn't obvious by now). It seemed heavy, big, strong, but it collapsed from the smallest speck of dust. I was bare, unprotected, exposed. Instead of building even higher walls, I lay down on the battlefield ready to bleed to death. And then it hit me. And I was euphoric. I AM BLEEDING!!!!!!! You can understand how exciting that was. I can bleed. I can die. Which means: I can live. There is no light without darkness and there is no darkness without light. It should've been obvious, right? But it wasn't, not until then. I had divided my world into absolutes. Good and evil. If I wasn't clean, pure, perfect then surely I was disgusting, horrifying, beastly. But for the first time, none of it was true. I bleed like the rest of them. I am killable, mortal, ordinary just like the rest of them. Which means, for the first time ever I was actually capable of being something more. You won't get it. Not until you feel it for yourself. I cannot explain it to you. But I look at the grass and the birds flying and the sun rising in the morning and it's filled with so much meaning for me now. I don't need another world. I am not afraid anymore. Not even of death. It's not self-destructive like before. It's peaceful. I don't tell fibs, I don't need to. I don't hide in the shadows. I don't need to rule the world anymore, or to hide from it. I can only love it. I can only be a part of it. To you maybe it was obvious. But to me, it's a revelation. I love my scars and I love remembering the war. Not because I won. Because I lost and it destroyed every illusion I had created and because the truth is more peaceful if you let it in. You can't explain it. You just live it.

[catmarlowastrology]

Armie Hammer's Natal Promise (Predictive astrology)

This post was requested! I tried to connect his birth chart to what we know of him now and to find some astrological explanation for his actions. It took me a while to put all the pieces together, so sorry for the delay anon'! ^^ I'll maybe do another one about his personality in the future.

This is just my analysis and is for entertainment purposes only (don't sue me Armie)!

Natal Promise (Predictive astrology)

His Part of Fortune in the 4th house shows that he was born lucky. His family is pretty wealthy, and this is shown by his Part of Fortune in Virgo (an earth sign - material wealth). The ruler of the 4th house (Mercury) is in the 3rd house in the sign of Leo (fame, wealth).

His Midheaven in Pisces and the ruler Neptune in the 7th house show that most of what we would know of him would be idealized (Pisces) and would have something to do with his relationships (7th house). Jupiter, the ruler of his 7th house, is also in the 10th house.

Interestingly, Pisces rules over photography and the cinema and Armie is an actor.

His Midheaven is conjunct his Uranus/Lilith Midpoint. He will be known for his weird and dark sexual fantasies. Jupiter is also conjunct his Lilith/Midheaven Midpoint, expanding the dark sexual energy that would be linked to his reputation at some point in his life.

His Pluto/Midheaven midpoint is in the 7th house. So this is another placement that confirms that his relationships will have a huge impact on his career and his reputation.

Another thing that confirms this prediction is the energy present in his Midheaven Persona Chart. He has Neptune (lies, illusions) in the 10th house, Mars (aggression) in the 1st house, and Pluto (power struggles, destruction) in the 7th house. His Sun falls in the 12th house, showing that he will lose his career.

Jupiter in the 10th house shows luck and expansion in regards to his career and his status. He didn't have to struggle that much.

His Ascendant in Gemini at a critical degree (29°) is conjunct the fixed star Menkalinan. This star is mostly an unfortunate one. It predicts someone who will cause their own destructions due to their rash behavior.

The 29th degree is also a Leo degree predicting popularity and recognition.

The ruler of his Ascendant, Mercury, is conjunct the fixed star Al Jabhah. This star is described as someone who is a profound liar and predicts scandals. In Armie's case, it would be attached to his physical appearance. What he does with his body would result in a scandal.

Moon square his Midheaven is an indicator of a wobbly reputation. The Moon represents women in a man's chart and here we can see that they would create problems in regards to his reputation, career, and status.

Moon in the 12th house of hidden enemies is also another indicator that women would come out at some point and expose his ass.

Mars and Neptune in the 7th house bring aggressive passion and Neptunian fantasies into his relationship sector. It's also an indicator of divorce (Neptune dissolves anything it touches) and of potential arguments and violence in a relationship (done to him or by him).

Gemini risings often have multiple long-term relationships or marriages. In his case, this pattern is present 3 times: the 2 planets in his 7th house, Jupiter (the ruler of this house) badly aspected (it receives multiple squares and an opposition), and Sinistra conjunct his DC.

His Sagittarius Descendant at 29° is conjunct the fixed star Sinistra. This blew my mind because this star predicts an immoral and shameless nature. Since it is touching the DC, it would apply to his relationships.

Pluto in the 5th house predicts power struggles in regards to things he finds pleasurable (which would indicate sex). His Pluto receives trines and sextiles from multiple planets and other points in the chart. All those aspects give even more power and energy to his Pluto. Pluto at 5° would also indicate that at some point in his life, he would be known (5th degree - fame degree) for that.

The 7th house can show our open enemies. In this case, Mars and Neptune would represent courageous and passionate enemies. Neptune could also represent other actors or artists.

His North Node in Aries is conjunct the fixed star Baten Kaitos. It is another unfortunate star and tends to predict ruin and humiliation. In Armie's chart, it falls in the 11th house of community. People will reject him. What is interesting is that his South Node (past life) is in the 5th house. When I analyzed his SN Persona Chart, I saw that he had a pretty good and powerful past life (Sun conjunct MC, Pluto and Venus in 10th, Jupiter in the 2nd). It was all about him (5th house = self-expression), who he was and what he created. But in this life, he had to devote himself to the collective (which he didn't).

He might lose all his money at some point in his life. The Moon rules over the 2nd house and is in the 12th house.

[rei-does-stuff]

Fate/faith lies infodump

Yea

Okay sooo

This is like gonna be a comic that I eventually do when I get good at art and shit BUT YEA

Gonna talk about the world first

So the world is dedicated to these 7 gods, there’s Odette, the god of Love and the sky, Astris, the god of forgiveness and the stars, Soraj the god of the Sun and Light, Rainier, the god of understanding and the moon, Dolion, the god of the Eclipse and Liars, Gaia the god of the Earth and wisdom, and Azalea the God of the darkness and change,

So the world is also separated into 6 (technically 7 but I’ll talk about that later) kingdoms and religions (the world is heavily religious based as well) There’s the Sun kingdom, the Moon kingdom, the star kingdom, the sky kingdom, the eclipse kingdom, and the earth kingdom. The 7th kingdom dedicated Azalea has been lost to time, in ruins and shambles and anyone who goes there ‘mysterious’ disappears so people tend not to go there, each of these kingdom has a religion dedicated to the gods with the exception of the Sun kingdom and the Sky kingdom. The Sun kingdom religion is split into two, the people who worship the actual god, and people who worship the King of the sun kingdom, Sehar, people think he’s a god reincarnated and therefore worship him. (His brother is the king of the eclipse kingdom) and The sky kingdom, whos entire thing is that they don’t need a god and rely on technology and stuff, though are those who worship Odette

The world has three races, Humans, Elves and Teiflings, however tieflings aren’t rlly a race of people, they’re essentially people who have died and have been technically ‘revived’ to be given a second chance.

I say technically because being a teifling isn’t very fun, you’re in constant pain from your death, and you basically have no memory of who you were, kinda like amnesia, this is so you can have a clean slate. You can’t die, stabbed shot etc, you’ll still live. The only way you can die is lack of oxygen.

The only way you can escape it is by becoming ‘worthy’ to the gods again, so they’ll turn you back into a human, though it’s never been done before. It’s essentially a punishment from the gods if you were too much of a horrible person when you were alive. Teiflings are also given special powers, given by the gods to at least ease their pains a bit. Examples are Hallucinations, duplications, invisibility and more. Tieflings also have multicolored skin, yellow, blue, green etc, though a few have regular skin tones

Humans are well- humans, and elves are very similar, except they have better hearing, and these markings/indents in their skin that glow and produce heat. Helps them deal with the cold. They can be different colors too, from blue to green to red and what-not

Also elves horns are wooden, whilst teiflings are ivory :)

Now here’s the deal with Azalea, he was always fascinated with earth, how people lived their lives and did things. He wanted to be a part of it really REALLY badly, but as gods they couldn’t really interact with earth. Especially not in that way. But azalea broke those rules, he possessed a human and lived life as a human, and MAN was he happy, the other gods however weren’t. Not only because he broke the rules but because his possession of the human essentially killed the human. So as punishment, they banished Azalea to the 7th kingdom, where he was not allowed to leave. He lost his god status so he could no longer speak to the other gods. (He became a demigod tho)

He essentially became lost to time eventually, only being known through folklore as ‘the wrench’

His goal is to become a god again and essentially reset the world, because to him humanity is being ‘tainted’ with too many bad people, so his idea is just get rid of anyone he deems unworthy which isn’t the greatest since gods dont rlly have the best moral code, he’s essentially the main villain of the story

More things abt the gods, they’re all kinda fucked up tbh, (funfact theyre all genderfluid as well which I think is neat and it’s implied they all were/are in a poly relationship with each other)

Soraj has kinda just like, abandoned humanity once Azalea left bc he was so sad his fucking boyfriend left and shit,

That’s the basic gist of the world

[sergeant-donny-donowitz]

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The boys muttered and cursed under their breaths as they marched through some mud on the outskirts of the forest. Their vulgar and amusing strings of words becoming frosty breaths in the winter evening.

There was an agent that the OSS had let the British intelligence "borrow". And now the basterds needed that agent for a mission, or two.

Hrischberg muttered, "I don't see why we gotta have this spy tag along. We've been doin' fine on our own!"

Omar nodded, "I hope he's not snobby about being an agent and being smart and all that."

Hugo huffed, "Unlikely." He mostly didn't feel like dealing with one more person than he already had to.

The basterds crossed into the empty back alleys of a questionable side of a small French town.

Smitty narrowed his eyes, making out the dark figures of shadier characters scattered about and slinking around in the shadows. "Aldo? How are we supposed to know who our contact is?"

Aldo was glad to hear something that wasn't a complaint...for the first time in a week. The only thing keeping him sane by then was his supply of tobacco, which was running dangerously low.

He sighed as he turned around, "Two allied airmen will be escortin' our spy."

Wicki raised an eyebrow. "Allied airmen? Under what flag?"

Smitty nodded, "Yeah? Canadian? British? Australian? Soviets? Brazilian? It could be any-"

Aldo sighed as he sat down, and inhaled the last of his snuff, hoping the newcomer would be a peacekeeper among them. "They don't fuckin’ tell me shit, son."

The basterds stood around, hoping their silence would draw less unwanted attention.

About an hour passed...

Omar narrowed his eyes, having an ear for accents, as he found three figures appraoching them. "Fuck...it's the tommy's."

The basterds groaned in annoyance, as they heard one of the airmen muttering under his breath, "Bloody hell...it's the yanks!"

As they came into the clearing, light from a shattered street lamp revealed the spy.

And it stopped Donny's heart.

He whispered, astounded, "Holy shit...it's her..."

Smitty turned to Donny in confusion, "Her?"

Omar followed in confusion, "Who's 'her'?"

Wicki, Aldo, Hugo, and Hirschberg turned to Donny. Analyzing the loosness in his stance, the loss of words in his parted lips, and the sheer panic in his eyes.

Her...

From the stories Donny had told them about you, the way he once lovingly and painfully drew your face with his words, they knew what you looked like...

Hugo looked to the two younger basterds... and murmured, "Her..."

The last time Donny saw you was back in 1941...

Pearl Harbor had just been bombed.

Stories about nazi Germany, and millions of broken, tear-stained, blood stained, stories made their way across the Atlantic.

The US had just declared war.

Donny had enlisted without hesitation. He had a baseball bat, signed with names of people he needed to avenge...

And there you stood, by his side, just as you had for years...

He didn't want you there anymore.

He looked down at you, his thumb pressed against your cheek. You were no longer what he wanted most in the world... At least, that's what he made you think.

He loved you more than anything, more than his own life, but he thought it was selfish to keep you tied down.

Especially if he didn't know if he'd ever come home...

The most painful part of it was seeing the love still in your eyes behind the broken depth of the world he'd built with you... He'd built up the courage to say goodbye to you, forever because he thought it would be easier if he saw that world in your eyes collapse and go up in flames. But he was wrong. Dead wrong. Your eyes were the same eyes that had loved him for years, and probably would for a million more.

You saw the reflection of that very love and life in his eyes.

He still loved you... You knew that, and that's what made it worse...

All you could manage to do was whisper a broken, "Why?"

Donny lied.

He lied blatantly to you, and to himself.

"It never would have worked out between us, doll, I'm sorry..."

You shook your head softly as tears streamed down your face, pleading quietly. Begging him to rethink everything with two simple words. Words he'd only listen from you, words only you could string together to break his heart, "Donny, baby..."

He looked down at you, the pain of his torn heart taking over his eyes...

He would never tell you why.

And you knew that....

On December 6th, 1941,  Donny was sneaking away from you, and hiding around the shops in downtown Boston, looking for the perfect ring. He wanted you by his side for the rest of his life. He wanted more than anything in the world to make you his wife...

Everything changed on December 7th.

On December 8th, the US entered the war. And Donny enlisted. He finally had a chance to make things right, for his family, his people, and every single name on the bat he'd gotten signed that morning. At that moment, that was what he wanted most: justice...

Justice...

He loved you, more than he loved anything else in the world, but it wasn't right to give you the ring then.

Not when there was a chance you would have to bury him in a coffin wrapped in a flag...

But you didn't know all that.

And you knew he'd never tell you any of it.

You just nodded, tears still streaming down your face as you stepped away from him. You turned your back on Donny Donowitz that night. Something that nobody ever did. You didn't answer the phone when he finally wanted you to know why. You didn't open the door when he wanted to say goodbye...

That was goodbye enough for you. Years passed, and somehow, there you were.

It was January, 1944...

Hugo nudged Donny rather crudely, and he snapped out of it.

Your hair was tied up with a bandana. You wore a jumpsuit, and boots. You packed a gun, a knife, and cigarettes. You stood at attention, saluting Aldo, your current lieutenant.

You were introduced to the other basterds...

You looked at Donny, and nodded once, without a trace of the past in your eyes as you acknowledged your sergeant, "Sergeant Donowitz."

Donny clenched his jaw... He never thought he'd hear your voice again. He'd never heard your voice so neutral...

So loveless...

He'd never heard you call him by his last name.

He didn't know what to call you... He couldn't call you doll anymore.

You weren't his.

You were a spy under the MI6, agent under the OSS, a soldier under the allies, and as of that moment, a basterd.

You were a hero and a fighter in your own right.

You weren't his.

He nodded once after faltering for a milisecond, "Private..." He trailed off, unable to even call you by your last name after calling you so many beautiful names for years. Things you'd never expect a boy like Donny Donowitz to have known...

You managed to keep the bare minimum of contact with him for the next few days. Seeing those eyes, hearing that same old voice... It was almost too much for you...

And seeing you, seeing what he lost, what he once wanted more than anything...

It was too painful for him,..

The night before your mission, the basterds were sitting around a campfire, drinking and laughing...

At some point, you and Donny made eye contact.

And for a moment...there was something. The flicker of an ember. A distant memory, echoing from the beat of his heart...

You blinked and turned away... It was the last thing you needed.

Feelings.

You bade the basterds goodnight, and slipped away,

You were just inside your tent when you heard a slight shuffle behind you. You would've thought nothing of it if you weren't a spy.  But you knew better. You knew it was him.

"Y/n...I can explain..."

His voice was soft. It was almost a whisper. It was urgent, and stern, like a sergeant's. But it was candid enough to hear the droning guilt and pain in his heart.

"And what makes you think I want an explanation?" You turned, you faced him, and looked him in the eyes, scorn sculpting the expression in your face.

He looked at you, seeing through a spy's act. He looked at you, not the double or triple identities you held around the world to shield yourself from what could have been. His head tilted slightly, as he murmured, "It's harder to love someone that's dead than to hate someone who's alive..."

You unclenched your jaw. You lowered your arms. Your fists opened. Your eyes lowered.

You understood then...

That was why he broke up with you.

To Donny, the hardest part of all of that was leaving you. He loved you, and had loved you all along.

You took a breath, and admitted something you couldn't have admitted to yourself a day sooner, or perhaps a moment later.  "I don't...I don't hate you."

The  light of a bright white cloud, every color of the sunrise, every simple joy in life was shining through Donny's eyes at that moment, as he looked at you with all the hope a soldier could have. "You still love me..."

In that moment, it broke you to see he never stopped loving you.

What was worse was that you didn't know what you felt for him. A love lost to tears, years before...

"Honestly, Donny...I don't know..."

He knew you. You weren't a liar. He could tell that was the best you could do, and he admired you for it...

You shook your head before anything more was unburied, "We... we have a long mission tomorrow," and stepped forward, ushering him out. The ember was gone. The memories were meaningless. "Goodnight, sergeant."

But he noted the false frigidity in your cold words when he saw the longing and rememberance in your eyes. *****

The mission went as planned, and the OSS sanctioned another one. Then another. And another. You were to stay with the basterds until further notice. Nearly a year passed...

The basterds ambushed a patrol, and held five nazis captive, hoping one of them would tell them more than what they needed to know.

As you all knew, the basterds weren't in the prisoner taking business...

As you waited around for Aldo's threats to take effect, Wicki's translations, and Donny's 'show,' you and Smitty got along well...

A little too well, for Donny's liking.

He eyed you from behind the line of nazis.

He glared at Smitty...his bat fell to the ground, as he trudged through the melting snow.

You knew that look...

He was jealous.

And when Donny Donowitz was jealous, no one was safe. Smitty froze up, only able to move his eyes...and he mistakenly looked up at Donny. Smithson Utivich had never been more afraid in his life than he was at that moment.

Donny ripped Smitty away from the boulder he was sitting on with you. Donny's fists were clenched around Smitty's sweater. "YOU'RE GONNA TALK TO Y/N LIKE THAT?! IN FRONT OF ME?! YOU'RE GONNA TALK TO MY GIRL LIKE THAT?! HUH?!"

The basterds piled onto Donny, trying to pry him away from Utivich, but they couldn't move him.

Not even Aldo's orders worked...

Only one thing in the world could make him listen.

"Donovan." Your voice was stern, demanding like only yours could be. But it was familiar, and almost loving. One that he had known many years before...

Once, when he was younger.

He immediately let go of Smitty... He slowly looked beyond the basterds, and met your eyes.

Everyone was silent...

Then Aldo cleared his throat, and suggested the basterds get right back to business.

You eyed Donny, as he muttered a questionable apology to Smitty, and patted him on the chest twice, attempting to roughly and quickly patch up their friendship.

He went back, and took up the bat.

You watched as Donny disposed of each nazi that Aldo deemed useless. Smitty....well...he kept his distance from you for about a month or two after that.

You watched Donny raise his bat, just as you had amillion times before. Some things never change...

You watched as a spray of nazi blood shot onto nearby trees, and brain matter leaked onto the snow below.

You cleared your throat, and shifted a little as you watched Donny. It was impressive.

Donny was an impressive man, to say the least... After everything, even you couldn't deny that...

You looked away, fearing the things in your heart that might return if you looked too long at him. And just like that, the basterds had the information they needed. Aldo marked a lone survivor with a swastika on his forehead. The basterds took the rest of the night off... You were rummaging through supplies, taking inventory for no reason. You just wanted to avoid any other sudden bouts of jealousy and misunderstandings. But of course, the buckets of water you kept in your camp were just beside the supplies. And of course, Donny felt like washing off some blood after that. You knew him all too well. His grunts and muttering made you lose track over and over until you set down your paper, and looked at him, "Why're you mad now?!" He had been splashing water on his face. He was startled hearing you speak to him first... He wiped the water away with his forearm, and turned to you, unexpectedly reproaching you, "You called me Donovan in front of them!" You kept your temper as you cooly remarked, "And you called me yours." "No I..." He narrowed his eyes as he made a futile denial, "I didn't..." Knowing damn well he did. He sighed as you looked back at the paper where you kept track of the inventory. You thought about Donny's Freudian slip... How he called you his after all that time... You looked at him, and thought of when you called him yours... You saw him joining Aldo and Omar by the fire. You looked down at your paper as you sighed and thought, "Some things never change, Donny baby..." ******* A few months passed... The basterds were ambushed by a group of nazis in the forest. You were all split up and cut off from any viable and possible escape routes, from your ammunitions, and from each other. You and Donny were cornered by two separate groups of nazis, and pushed together. So... It was you and Donny against the world, just as it used to be.

In the midst of the blood and the bullets, you and Donny fumbled into each other. He practically enveloped you in his arms, and pulled you down to the ground behind a dense line of trees, saving you from gunfire. His arms were wrapped around you protectively, and he fell on top of you. His cheeks were flaming red in embarassment. He looked down at you for a moment by accident, and his heart fluttered seeing the same eyes looking up at him from years before. It was as if nothing ever changed... You giggled a little, seeing his embarassment and remarked, "Donovan, darling, I'm sorry but it never would have worked out between us." He smirked a little, knowing damn well he never should have worded it like that years ago,  as he pulled you back to your feet, and you got back to the firefight... Seeing as the results may be bleak, Donny turned to you, and started shooting at the enemies lining behind you through the trees. He gritted his teeth as he looked away from the nazis, and to you for a moment, "Y/n. I can't do this anymore. I want you back and you want me back. No more games."

You looked at him with a smirk and a squint as you aimed your shotgun to a nazi approaching behind him. You took a shot, looked up at him with a smirk and remarked, "Apology accepted."

He saw the laugh caught in your smile, and he saw your forgiving and loving eyes and the cheeky grin.

He smiled softly, and looked at you, silently but visibly wondering if you meant it. Suddenly, his eyes went wide with realization at something you didn't quite catch on to yet. Donny took you in his arms, he held you, and he spun you over, taking your place, as he shot a round at the remaining nazis.

You didn't understand yet. He looked down at you, perhaps for the last time, and kissed you. You kissed him back... You assumed the love and passion that went into it was to make up for the years that were lost. It wasn't until you felt the warm blood pooling through the back of his shirt, soaking your hand over his back.

"Donny?!" You pulled your head away from his chest and looked up at him. His eyes were glazed over with dullness and pain, but you could still see your reflection in them. The love of his life.

He exhaled shakily as his knees buckled. You held onto him tightly, lowering him down gently, as the basterds started emerging from corners and bends of the forest. *** Donny was bandaged up, laying against the backboard of dusty, ancient mattress, in a hidden attic from one of your contact's homes. A medic working under the French resistance was called for Donny under the mask of the night. Donny, feverish from the bloodloss, pain, and fear of losing you, started to get up, "I need to see her!" The medic had just finished sewing up Donny's wound. Donny blacked out before he was sure all the nazis was dead. He wanted to make sure you were alright. Aldo’s word was not good enough for him. "Stay down, Donny!" Aldo stopped pacing back and forth as Hugo and Omar held Donny down. He hadn't stopped screaming in pain as the medic pulled the bullet out of his back, without any medication. Wicki was ordered to stay downstairs with you and the contact, and make sure you didn't go upstairs. Smitty and Hirschberg were stationed at the doors to make sure no one followed. You had sat with the contact, an elderly French woman who's seven grandchildren were fighting in the war, or with the resistance. She tried her best to comfort and distract you, but nothing could tear your mind away from Donny's muffled screams. You understood everything then. That was why he didn't want to stay in your life... This was exactly why... You heard heavy, slow boots stepping on the creaking, ancient ladder from the attic. You were tense... It felt like the whole night passed waiting for the news to reach the bottom of the steps. Hugo cleared his throat, and you stood up. Hirschberg peered in from the door. Omar stood at the top of the steps. You rushed to Hugo, looking for a sign, but you couldn't read him. He looked at you, forced to go downstairs by Aldo to tell you that, "Donny is alright." You took a breath, and sighed, smiling, clasping your hands over your lips. Hugo acknowledged what Donny had done for you...frankly Hugo'd never admit it, but he thought you were sweet together. Unbearable as he found other people, somehow seeing you and Donny together amused him. "He always gets dramatic when he's hurt." You nodded with a reminiscent smile, "Oh, I know." He walked back upstairs with you. You and Donny looked at each other... He was sweating from the hack job surgery, and running a low fever, but he would alright. And he smiled, when he saw you. He stopped fighting against Omar and laid back the moment he heard your footsteps coming up the stairs. Aldo sniffed some tobacco, walked past you, and gestured to Donny, "Humor him, would ya, Y/n?" You smiled and nodded, though it hurt you to see him like that. That bullet was meant for you... "Y/n, come here..." Donny reached out for you, his fist was balled around something. Aldo cleared his throat, catching the rest of the basterds' attention. Everyone grumbled as they filed downstairs with him, leaving you alone with him. "Donny?" You sat by him, laying your hand against his face, noting the fever. "You're gonna be ok." He nodded, but that didin't mean he didn't have a lot to say.  He took your hand, and put something in your palm, and closed your fingers around it, "This is yours." You opened your hand and found a beautiful silver ring, with what seemed like a million stars from the night sky, studded over it. You didn't understand. You thought he lost his mind. Maybe he'd found it somewhere, and was just delirious at the moment... You'd never even seen such a beautiful ring in your life. You shook your head, trying to give it back to him. He refused. "It's always been yours. My heart's always been yours, doll..." "Don, you lost a lot of blood, you're not..." You took a breath, "You don't know what you're saying." He smiled at you, "This is the only time I've been sure about what I was saying. I know you might have moved on...and I just want you to be happy But I need you to know, this was meant for you, and I'm sorry I left the day I should have given it to you." You looked at him, and realized what he meant. "Donny, baby..." "I was going to ask you to be my wife three years ago...then..." You nodded and spoke softly, "Then we went to war." "I didn't want you to be a widow. I  just wanted to save you from this." He sighed, in defeat, "From myself..." You smiled a little, as you held the side of his face, "Some things were just meant to happen, Donny." He looked up at you, his eyes reflecting his confusion. "I'm still here," You smiled softly. He nodded, smiling, "You're still here..." as he watched you slip the ring onto your left ring finger. Some things really were just meant to be. In the end, not even a war could keep you apart. You kissed him... You'd always be there, and with that kiss, Donny knew it to be true.

[chaoticqueen601]

Best Friend, But It’s Not Me

It’s a short story, it’s not real.

I had a perfect best friend but I never was one, I’ll tell you how.

It was typical: a pair of polar opposites. But the fun fact is that we didn’t know what a typical best friend is at 11, we had our own definition and we never knew.

 I was new in the city I hated (it’s been 5 years, I still hate it). 7th grade, worst year. I met a junior in the same building and started hanging out, she was best friends with a girl my age and they played lawn tennis together. We never clicked. We attended common birthday parties together and talked a few sentences here and there, she seemed too innocent for a frivolous child like me. 2 months after moving in, my mother started taking maths classes for students till 8th grade, both of them joined (same society you see). Us three used to study together but it got difficult for my mom so she split us into two batches- 6th grade and 7th grade. I was studying with the innocent one and then, we clicked. We started walking together after class, she was my opposite. I used to wear shorts- she was always in a jumpsuit, I was dark- she was fair, I was tall- she was short and many other things.

 She was a good student, but I wasn’t. In her family, all is fine if you get good marks, in my family all is fine if you are happy. Both of us struggled. She was on Facebook so everyday she would show me the memes she found. This went on for two years and then the tables turned, I got Instagram and she didn’t have Facebook anymore. My best friend was not in the same school with me. So I lied to everyone, I said school was fun, no one found out the truth. In 7th grade itself we became the perfect set of best friends. I got closer to her family, her front door was always open. Every day was like this- wave her bye from my bus on my way to school, wave her hi from my bus on my way home, call her at 3 pm, have class together, walk downstairs or chill at home. Very comfortable but then 9th grade started.

Soon we grew, I started going to her house more often- her mother wasn’t very fond of me but of my height, she came around tho- I was her only friend in the society but it wasn’t like that for me. I knew many people who walked downstairs, my best friend noticed how I greeted every third person we crossed. We were used to going to the mall together, ordering take out, I used to tidy up her room in high school, she stopped coming home for tuition was over.

I never told her that I had a serious bunking issue in 9th and 10th grade, I was MIA for weeks. She came from an affluent and loving family, she was the younger sister and I was the older one but I never let her feel the difference. There was a lot of problem in my family- dad had work load, I wasn’t doing well in school and my parents were always fighting. I am an exceptionally good liar, I know what others want to hear and I am very convincing. I used to cry at home but no one knew, not even my little sister.

I am very good at keeping myself collected, I never pushed or screamed at my friends and then it happened. I went to my mom one day and told her that I wanted a divorce regardless of her feelings, I got many slaps. My father had stopped talking to me and whenever he got to know that I wasn’t doing well at school, that night I would lose my appetite. I saw my sister suffering and I couldn’t handle it so I ran away. I used to sneak out at night, I never told anyone, not even my best friend.

I had so many memories with her, same jackets, shoes, skirts, accessories but she was on the greener side but I denied thinking about it, her mom used to introduce me as her daughter. I never fought with my best friend instead I agreed with her, I hid things. Soon enough, I was at her house every day but she never knew why. She treated me like a total best friend- saying whatever she wanted to, throw continuous insults, fed me properly- but there I was, I just listened to her, I never objected her opinions or thoughts and that’s probably why she is a brat. But I was proud of her, I didn’t deserve to have her but I did, so I showed off. She was truly a best friend, all of my friends knew her but none of her’s knew me, because I was not her best friend.

On her 16th birthday I acknowledged it, she’s rich. It hit me hard, I knew where this would end up a long time ago. At the party, I saw a side to her, how her friends treated her and how she didn’t have time to even look at me but I am a liar so I kept it to myself. The most difficult was the gift, I knew what her classmates would get her because she told me everything about them. I knew that at least two wold give her make up then there would be perfumes, nail polishes and stuff toys. I knew it already, that’s why I got her a very glittery bag. I knew her reaction the moment she felt the packaging, she hadn’t even opened it yet. Who was I kidding? I wanted to leave, I was embarrassed. My gift was at one corner and I knew she would never use it, in fact I knew she would have had buried it in her closet instead of throwing or giving it away because she would have had been embarrassed if I ever asked her about it.

The funniest thing is that even though our tutor spent 2 hours daily with us, she never found out that we were friends. I couldn’t believe it when she asked me who my best friend was while I was sitting right beside her. She was the only one who didn’t know, and she thought that it was impossible. Yet, I didn’t blame her. My dad got a transfer, we were moving back to where we came from. She didn’t even sound disappointed, let alone any tear. We don’t talk anymore, I knew we would end up that way. I tried for a few months but I didn’t have a single picture of her to put as my background. My mom talks to her mom more often than we do, both ladies talk once a month, I haven’t heard her voice in 4 or 5 months. I wish she knew. I wish she won't call.

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This is a fictional story. 

Title: Yours Truly, Fake Best Friend Forever 

let me know your views on the narrator

[chicagocityofclans]

Nathan Cleirigh → Hugh Dancy → Warlock

→ Basic Information 

Age: 766

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Gay/Questioning

Powers: Elenchus

Birthday: January 7th

Zodiac Sign: Capricorn 

Religion: Christian 

Mark: Cleirigh 

Generation: 2nd

→ His Personality Nathan is the black sleep of the Cleirigh mark and his family. Compared to his family, and most other witches and warlocks, Nathan is unreliant on his power. It's a helpful tool in his profession, but if he lost his power, he could go on. At times he forgets he even has it. Nathan is also unique in his resistance against the melancholia that pervades older witches and warlocks. Nathan appreciates every time period for what it was, and lives firmly in the present. With an ‘inactive’ mental power, Nathan has always turned to knowledge. He’s smart and excels at everything he tries. He is extremely thorough, responsible and dependable. Nathan also has a well-developed power of concentration. He truly loves life. 

→ His Personal Facts

Occupation: Psychiatrist at Cleirigh Psychiatry Center

Scars: Yes

Tattoos: None

Two Likes: Newborns and Midnight 

Two Dislikes: Pathological Liars and Deadbeat Parents

Two Fears: Being Burnt At The Stake and Losing Control 

Two Hobbies: Meditation and Crosswords/Sudoku 

Three Positive Traits: Romantic, Hopeful, Understanding

Three Negative Traits: Blunt, Unforgiving, Arrogant

→ His Connections

Parent Names:

Ronan Cleirigh (Father): Nathan bumps heads with his father often and their relationship has been strained since the disappearance of Nathan's younger brother Sean. He doesn’t agree with a lot of things he’s father does but is trying to mend their relationship.

Lilith Harlow (Mother): His mother is one of his best friends. Nathan grew past his hatred of her leaving him with his father and not trying to establish a relationship for him. She is married and works as a foster mother for unwanted or abandoned witches and warlocks. She refers most of her children to him.

Ishtar Cleirigh (Step Mother): Ishtar has tried many times to get on his good side but Nathan is content with just one mother. He doesn’t care for her but shows her the utmost respect as the mother of his siblings and the wife of his father.

Sibling Names:

Ethan Cleirigh (Brother): They don’t have much in common and are polar opposites but Ethan is his little brother and Nathan loves him. Nathan has an underlying jealousy of Ethan's close relationship with their father, brothers and other family members. 

Sean O’Payne-Cleirigh (Brother): Nathan doesn’t remember much about Sean anymore but he knows that his brother deserved better. 

Judson Cleirigh (Brother): Judson is his best friend and they’re the closest of their siblings. Lately, Nathan has been feeling Judson pulling away from him and he’s trying not to blame it on Ethan or Roman taking up his time.

Teyla Cleirigh (Sister): Nathan was surprised to find his father and step-mother were having another child. Teyla is sweet but there’s not much Nathan can do for her right now. He is her last line babysitter which is far too rare.

Altair Cleirigh (Borther): Altair wasn’t a surprise. After Ronan and Ishtar renewed their vows, Nathan knew another sibling wasn’t far behind. Unlike his relationship with Teyla, Nathan finds himself more active in Altair's life. 

Children Names:

None

Romantic Connections:

Richard Fili (Interest): Nathan and Fili have been going out on dates randomly for decades. Nathan does not know if what they have is an on again/off again relationship. That is mostly because they can never seem to make it past date number three without losing contact or Fili freaking out and calling things off. Nathan cannot remember if they have ever kissed or done anything more than hold hands. Fili has been sending Nathan gifts lately which Nathan has returned but Nathan can not help but to feel smitten by the gesture. Unable to trust Fili again, Nathan has been trying to avoid Fili and keep his own feeling about the vampire at bay. Fili showing interest again couldn’t have come at a worst time.  

Helenus Askeris (Ex-Lover): Both Nathan and Helenus were still reasonably young when they met. Their friendship quickly developed into something more. Over the years though, they found their lives pulling them along different paths and to completely different places. Before things got messy they decided they should break it off, and as a result they are still on good terms to this day. 

Matt Staton (Ex-Boyfriend): Matt nearly ruined Nathan’s life and tore him away from his family. Nathan placed Matt first on multiple occasions, including his own emotions. His wants were placed on the back burner by Matt and had ultimately led to their break up. Nathan nearly proposed to Matt and wanted to suggest that he take a vampire’s bite so that they could be together forever. Nathan’s hatred runs so deep that he wishes nothing but the worst for Matt.

Platonic Connections:

Talia Cleirigh (Co-Worker/Friend): Talia and Nathan have more than one connection outside of work. She is his father's former mentee, she is dating his little brother and she lives with and mentally cares full time for his uncle. Nathan considers her a true friend. Outside of work and his family, they would still be friends. 

Kady Gaines (Friend): Nathan formed an easy friendship with Kady as she mentored with Ronan. She finds his powers amusing and he finds her amusing. 

Lyra Cleirigh (Friend): Nathan and Lyra bonded while she mentored with Kaylor. He usually tries not to ‘shrink’ family and friends but he has convinced Lyra to come visit him and has promised that Dr. Cleirigh will stand apart from Nathan. 

Ryan Cleirigh (Nephew): Nathan tried to get Ryan not to rely on his magic as much but failed. He’s worried about his nephew but Ryan refuses to come in to talk to him. It's against the family rules to force himself on family members but Nathan is considering it for Ryan’s own good. 

Akasha Genesis (Cousin): Akasha’s wild and free spirit drives Nathan up the wall. She purposely tries his nerves and it drives him away from her every time. They were close when they were younger but Nathan has no idea what happened. 

Gennifer Genesis (Cousin): As a child, Nathan was once in love with Gennifer before he realized he couldn’t marry or date family and that he was more interested in men. 

Owen Genesis (Cousin): Owen is the brother Nathan always wanted but never had. Their friendship is blossoming more now that Judson is occupied. 

(Nathan does not see those he offers therapy as part of his platonic connections).

Hostile Connections:

Jia Hu Cleirigh (Annoyance): Nathan has made very little progress with Jia. Despite them being friends and technically family, Jia drives Nathan up the wall.

Clarisse Fields (Annoyance): Clara is in denial. Her lies give Nathan a headache. Even more so that she believes in most of her lies. She’s a good friend but lately she’s been more of an annoyance and Nathan dreads their sessions together. 

Dan Prior (Annoyance): Dan was in a dark place when he first came to Nathan nearly 30 years ago. Sometimes they make progress and sometimes Nathan finds himself blocked out completely. He is almost at a loss with Dan and that has never happened to him.

Pets:

Tyr and Fenrir (Brother Capybaras): Nathan mistakenly brought them both online thinking they were expensive stuffed animals for his child patients. Unable to return them and unwilling to send them to the zoo, Nathan kept them.

→ History Nathan didn’t have a hard life or a complicated life. Besides his father and mother being separated, Nathan lived and enjoyed the plain and simple life. While his younger brothers focused on magic, Nathan begged his father to let him attend the local schools, wanting to learn about the human world too. He enjoyed it and enjoyed a break from the constant buzzing of magic around him. He was almost 16 when he learned that he wouldn’t age like his friends. Nathan associated it with their constant moving, he wanted to abandon the supernatural path and his powers. Thanks to his powers he knew that wasn’t at all possible. That’s when he started refusing to rely on magic and it drove everyone mad. 

Nathan had always been interested in why people lied and what triggered such sadness in people. That curiosity led him to join the medical field. At first it was human biology that caught his attention, then neuroscience and pathology. It took him a while to settle into a field, as new ones popped up every decade, but Nathan had a knack for listening to people and helping them. In the early 1800’s Nathan entered psychiatry; the medical treatment of the soul. Nathan never changed his profession. Every 40 or 50 years returning to school and learning new findings. When his family settled in Chicago, Nathan opened up his own practice, to both humans and supernaturals. It took decades to get the local animal shifters, vampires and human shifters to trust him and he respects that trust above all else.

→ The Present Nathan has recently gotten out of a bad relationship that nearly ended him and placed him at odds with his family and friends. Nathan thought he was in love with Matt, a human and was blinded by his need for normalcy outside of the supernatural community. Although it has been nearly a year, he has yet to fully recover and still refuses to join the dating scene, especially with Fili. Nathan knows that his breakup with Matt has caused an unwarranted hate and distrust of humans within him. However, their break up also pushed him to be closer to his family and triggered a family oriented trait he was unaware he had. Never had he ever shown an interest in his father, uncles or brothers' work within the supernatural community. Now he finds during his free time he’s sitting around watching Judson or Roman mixing potions and asking questions and offering to help his father with the wards around the house and their establishments. Nathan's next step is rekindling friendships and a closer bond to his patients.

[blogironscepter]

WHO IS THE BRIDE OF CHRIST?

SHALOM, PLEASE ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE MYSELF. MY NAME IS ANNETTE LUKER. IF YOU THINK THE WORLD HAS BECOME INCREASINGLY EVIL AND DANGEROUS AND YOU ARE LOOKING FOR THE TRUTH (AND THE PEACE THAT FOLLOWS) THEN WELCOME TO NEW JERUSALEM AND TO MY BLOG; “THE IRON SCEPTER.”

PLEASE KEEP AN OPEN MIND AND RESEARCH FOR YOURSELF EVERYTHING I AM SAYING.  I CAN BACK UP EVERYTHING I SHARE HERE WITH SCRIPTURE. BUT I CAN NOT DO IT ALL IN A SINGLE POST. FORGET EVERYTHING MAN-MADE RELIGION HAS TAUGHT YOU AND START WITH A CLEAN SLATE, BY READING the Bible FOR YOURSELF WITH NO PRE-CONCEIVED IDEAS.

The Bible SAYS WE DO NOT NEED A MAN TO TEACH US BUT RATHER THE Holy Spirit WILL TEACH US. The Bible ALSO SAYS THE LORD IS DOING A “NEW” THING IN THE LAST DAYS AND THAT THE WISE WILL UNDERSTAND BUT THE WICKED WILL NOT UNDERSTAND. SO, AGAIN PLEASE KEEP AN OPEN MIND AND PRAY TO THE FATHER FOR WISDOM. HIS WORD SAYS HE WILL FREELY GIVE WISDOM TO THOSE WHO ASK WITH A SINCERE HEART.

WHEN I MAKE STATEMENTS LIKE “the Bible SAYS” YOU CAN GOOGLE MY STATEMENT FOR YOURSELF TO FIND THE SCRIPTURE REFERENCE IN the Bible. IT WOULD BE WAY TOO TIME CONSUMING FOR ME TO POST EVERY SCRIPTURE I REFERENCE, HOWEVER, I WILL POST SOME. SO, IF YOU ARE LOOKING FOR THE TRUTH YOU WILL NEED TO SPEND SOME TIME STUDYING the Bible FOR YOURSELF. 

I THINK WE CAN ALL AGREE THE WORLD IS A MESS. WHY IS IT SO EVIL? BECAUSE THIS IS SATAN’S KINGDOM. JESUS SAID HIS “KINGDOM IS NOT OF THIS WORLD.” THE ENEMY USURPED THE RIGHTFUL OWNERS AND HAS FORGED AN EVIL RACE OF LIARS WHO MOCK GOD’S PEOPLE. CHILDREN ARE NOT SAFE, POLITICIANS CONTINUE TO LIE TO US, BREAK THEIR PROMISES, AND MANUFACTURE INTENTIONAL WARS FOR FILTHY LUCRE WHICH STEAL OUR SONS AND DAUGHTERS. 

THE WORLD IS WAXING WORSE AND WORSE WHICH the Bible PREDICTED. THE WORD SAYS PEOPLE’S HEARTS WILL GROW COLDER, MORE EVIL AND THAT PEOPLE WILL ONLY BECOME MORE GREEDY, ARROGANT AND DISRESPECTFUL. IF YOU ARE TIRED OF THE LIES AND DECEPTION AND ARE CONFUSED AS TO WHY IT NEVER GETS BETTER THAN PLEASE KEEP READING.......

I AM THE DAUGHTER OF EL, (LARRY LEE LUKER) THE FATHER AND TRUE POTTER, AND THE BRIDE OF CHRIST, MITCHEL ANDREW (THE SON OF GOD). I WAS SUPERNATURALLY AWAKENED ON MONDAY, JAN 28TH, 2019. I DID NOT SEEK THIS ROLE, BUT RATHER WAS CALLED. I HAVE SPENT THE PAST YEAR DRIVING OVER 13K MILES ACROSS MULTIPLE STATES IN ORDER TO SPIRITUALLY RE-GATHER MY FAMILY (WHO WAS SCATTERED TO THE 4 CORNERS OF THE EARTH) AFTER A FIERCE SPIRITUAL BATTLE BETWEEN GOOD AND EVIL ON MAY 23, 2009.

ON THIS DATE, THE LAMB OF GOD (ANNETTE) WAS SLAUGHTERED (REV 13:8) AND THE TEMPLE (ANNETTE) WAS DEFILED BY THE 7TH AND 8TH BEASTS OF REVELATION, HIS SCORPION LORDS AND HIS FEMALE RIVALS (7-HEADED DRAGON). THIS BIBLICAL “EVENT” IS DEPICTED AND CELEBRATED BY THE ENEMY IN THE POPULAR YOUTUBE VIDEO “I PET GOAT.”  YOU CAN READ MORE ABOUT THIS ONGOING WAR IN DAN 11.  I WILL COVER THE “I PET GOAT” VIDEO IN ANOTHER POST.

I HAVE SINCE RE-LOCATED FROM THE HOME IN TEXAS (WHERE  SATAN’S THRONE IS LOCATED), AND HAVE MOVED TO COLORADO WHERE THE PEOPLE OF GOD HAVE BEEN RE-GATHERED TO RE-BUILD THE RUINS OF OUR ABANDON CITY.  WE ARE LIVING IN PEACE PLANTING AND RE-PAIRING BROKEN WALLS AND GATES.  ALL THIS HAS BEEN TAKING PLACE IN THE SPIRITUAL REALM BUT WILL SOON MANIFEST INTO THE PHYSICAL REALM. THE LORD GOD SAYS, “NOT BY MIGHT BUT BY MY SPIRIT.” ALSO JESUS SAID “I GO TO PREPARE A PLACE FOR YOU.”

I AM THE WOMAN IN THE WILDERNESS AND THE “IRON SCEPTER” FROM (REV 12).  WHO ACCORDING TO the Bible, WILL RULE AND REIGN WITH CHRIST IN THE HEAVENLY CITY OF NEW JERUSALEM. JERUSALEM LITERALLY TRANSLATES “CITY OF PEACE.” I SIT ON THE THRONE WITH CHRIST (THE PRINCE OF PEACE) AND SERVE AS HIS HIGH PRIESTESS. I AM THE PERSONIFICATION OF THE Holy Spirit AND WISDOM. PROVERBS CH 8.

MITCHEL AND I, ARE THE LION AND LAMB; TWO HALVES OF ONE SOUL XY.  The Bible SAYS EVE WAS TAKEN FROM ADAM’S SIDE AND “FORMED” BY THE POTTERS HANDS. (GEN 2) AGAIN, EL, (LARRY LEE LUKER) MY FATHER IS THE POTTER, MITCHEL ANDREW IS HIS SON, AND I AM THE Holy Spirit. WE COMPRISE THE TRINITY; GOD IN 3 PERSON.......

THE BOOK OF JOHN CH 1 “IN THE BEGINNING WAS THE WORD, THE WORD WAS GOD AND THE WORD WAS WITH GOD.”

EL WAS FORCED TO LAY DOWN HIS PHYSICAL BODY/STONE ON JAN 5, 2015 DUE TO THIS ONGOING WAR (READ DANIEL CH 11). BUT HE AND HIS SON HAVE BEEN WORKING BEHIND THE SCENES, IN THE SPIRITUAL REALM, TO COMPLETE THEIR PLAN OF SALVATION FOR THOSE WHO WOULD RECEIVE THIS FREE GIFT. I AM THE BRIDE AND HIS MESSENGER UNTIL CHRIST RETURNS FOR US (HIS BRIDE AND THE CHURCH).

MITCHEL LAID DOWN HIS PHYSICAL BODY AS WELL IN JAN 2019. THAT IS WHEN HIS SPIRIT CAME TO ME AND SUPERNATURALLY AWAKENED ME SO WE ARE NOW ONE MIND, ONE HEART AND ONE SOUL. JER 31:22 SAYS THAT “IN THE LAST DAYS A WOMAN SHALL COMPASS A MAN.” I AM THAT WOMAN AND MITCHEL IS THE MAN. WE ARE ONE IN THIS VESSEL UNTIL HIS RETURN. 

COMPASS MEANS TO SURROUND; TO ENCLOSE ON ALL SIDES.

MY NAME, ANNETTE, MEANS “FAVOR AND GRACE.” MY LAST NAME, LUKER, MEANS “GATE KEEPER AND SHEPERD.” THE LUKER FAMILY COAT OF ARMS IS A WHITE SHIELD WITH A RED STRIPE CONTAINING A GOLD CROSS, AND GREEN GARLAND SURROUNDS THE SHIELD. THE WHITE SHIELD IS FOR PURITY, THE RED STRIPE DOWN THE MIDDLE OF THE SHIELD IS FOR THE BLOOD OF THE TRUE HEIRS AND THE GOLD CROSS IS FOR FAITH WHICH IS MORE VALUABLE THAN GOLD. FINALLY, THE GREEN GARLAND IS SYMBOLIC FOR OUR EVERGREEN, ETERNAL SOULS.

WE ARE NO RESPECTER OF PERSONS, BUT RATHER JUDGE BY THE HEART. OUR CITY IS COMPRISED OF PEOPLE WHO LOVE OTHERS, ARE NOT DECEITFUL AND ARE HONESTLY SEEKING PEACE. The Bible SAYS THE WORLD IS FILLED WITH “A RACE OF LIARS” (IVAIN DOLS). THEY “COVER WITH A COVERING/FLESH, BUT ARE NOT OF MY SPIRIT SAYS THE LORD GOD.” ACCORDING TO the Bible. THIS RACE PRACTICES SORCERY/WITCHCRAFT UNDER THE GUISE OF “RELIGION” TO BRING HARM UPON INNOCENT PEOPLE AND TO MANIPULATE EVENTS FOR THEIR BENEFIT (REV 18).

THEIR NATURE IS EVIL AND THEY CAN NOT CHANGE IT. JESUS SAID  THEY DO NOT KNOW HIM OR THE FATHER AND NEVER HAVE. JUST LIKE A RATTLESNAKE CAN NOT CHANGE ITS NATURE. THIS RACE WAS CREATED BY SATAN (GEN 1) AND THEY HAVE BEEN MULTIPLYING RAPIDLY IN ORDER TO TAKE OVER THE FATHER’S CREATION, RULE OVER AND ENSLAVE THE MASSES AND MAKE THEIR OWN RULES.

THEY DESIRE LICENTIOUS FREEDOM (”DO AS THOU WILT”) AND HAVE REJECTED LEGITIMATE FREEDOM (LOVE THY NEIGHBOR AS THYSELF) WHICH IS WHAT THE FATHER INTENDED FOR HIS CREATION. The Bible ALSO STATES “THEY” PUT THEIR CHILDREN THROUGH THE FIRE AND SACRIFICE THEM TO MOLECH (AN EVIL DEITY). THIS FIRE IS SYMBOLIC OF THE RAPE AND TOTURE OF INNOCENT CHILDREN. GOOGLE “PIZZA-GATE.” ALSO THE MOVIE “TEMPLE OF DOOM” HAS A SCENE REFLECTING THIS OCCULT RITUAL FOR KALI.

THE HEARTS OF THESE CHILDREN ARE SHATTERED AS A RESULT OF THE TRAUMA. THIS EVIL RACE FEEDS ON THEIR ENERGY LIKE PARASITES LIVING OFF THE INNOCENT SOULS OF THESE TERRIFIED CHILDREN.  JESUS SAID “ANYONE WHO HARMS THE LEAST OF THESE WOULD BE BETTER OFF TO HAVE A MILL-STONE TIED AROUND THEIR NECK AND TOSSED IN THE SEA.” 

IT IS HEART BREAKING WHAT THEY HAVE BEEN DOING IN THE DARK SAYING “WHO SEES US WHO KNOWS US?” (ISAIAH 29:15) THEY THINK THEY ARE HIDDEN BUT THE FATHER AND THE SON HAVE SEEN ALL OF IT AND THEY WILL BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE ON JUDGEMENT DAY; WHICH IS UPON US....... THE TIME OF THE END IS HERE.

THANK. YOU FOR TAKING THE TIME TO READ MY INTRODUCTION FOR THE “CITY OF PEACE.”

BLESSINGS

ANNETTE LUKER/ THE IRON SCEPTER

[sirius-archive]

Hello! Prompts: 52,35,17, with a 7th year Marauder's Era Remus Lupin? I've been struggling with people insulting my appearance a lot lately and it really hurts,so having my favorite character comfort me would help loads! Thanks 💓

I am really on a roll today! I tried a slightly different writing style, just for fun. Enjoy

52. “Wow I can’t believe he said you were ugly, hun he is clearly blind.”, 35. “You don’t deserve this.” And 17. “What happened to you?”

When (Y/N) (Y/L/N) asked Remus Lupin for help with her Defence Against the Dark Arts assignment, Remus almost choked on his pumpkin juice.

(Y/N) asking him for help when she was easily the top of most, if not, all her classes? It didn’t make any sense. Maybe it was a trick question? A joke? He searched her expression and found nothing to suggest either of those were her true motive. But he laughed anyway, mostly because he was nervous. 

Her expression shifted from meek curiosity to puzzled offense, and Remus stops laughing immediately.

“Er– did I hear you right? Did you just ask me for help?”

“Yeah,” she remarked, “Maybe I shouldn’t have asked…”

“No, I’d love to help you!” Remus blurted, and he wants to slap himself for sounding so desperate. But a smile fills her lips and Remus stays on cloud nine for the rest of the day.

One assignment turned into two, and then three, until he was spending his Thursday afternoons with (Y/N) in the library. The more he saw of her, the more his fondness for her grew, until he found himself constantly thinking of her. It made being friends with his fellow Marauders torturous, especially Sirius, who likened Remus’ perfectly platonic feelings for (Y/N) to James’ infatuation with Lily Evans.

“Soon, you’ll be following her around like a lost puppy,” Sirius smirked, “Just…don’t take any advice from Prongs, he clearly knows nothing about women.”

“Blasphemy, I tell you!” James snapped, defensively, “Moony, don’t listen to a word of Padfoot’s slander.”

“If you knew anything about women, you’d have Lily Evans on your arm…”

“It’s a work in progress, okay?”

“You gotta admit though, Evans has warmed up to Prongs over the past year,” Peter piped up as he tossed a tennis ball against the wall. 

“Exactly, Wormtail. Wormy is what we call a true friend…” 

Remus snorted, shaking his head. He tuned out to most of James and Sirius’ argument, his mind drifting back to (Y/N)…

“Listen, I’m going to the Library. Don’t wait up for me…” Remus interrupts, collecting his books and hauling them out of the Dorm.

“Moony’s getting some tonight!” Sirius bellowed from behind him, his gleeful quip followed by childish snickering. Remus rolled his eyes but allowed a wry smile to tickle his lips. Sometimes, he really hated his friends…

When he found (Y/N) in the library, it almost didn’t feel right. There was something about her demeanour, her posture, maybe her expression that was strangely grey in contrast to her usual bubbly spirit.

“Hey, Remus,” (Y/N) mumbled, and Remus dropped into the seat beside her.

“Hey, (Y/N). Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” she snipped, too quickly for his liking, “Let’s begin, shall we?”

Remus nodded and opened his books, turning to the chapter. They read in silence, (Y/N)’s head bowed in concentration, and Remus couldn’t help but send her furtive glances. Something is wrong, he thought, as he watched her bite her lip and turn the page, and it irritated him like an itch he couldn’t reach because she was usually so radiant.

“Remus, why do you keep helping me?” (Y/N)’s voice splintered his reviere and he looked up at her, confusion knitting his brows.

“What?”

“Why do you keep meeting up with me? Is it because you pity me?”

“W-What?” Remus stuttered, stupidly, “What do you mean?”

(Y/N) sighed, exasperated, “I mean, why do you keep coming back to me when I’m nothing but an ugly, stupid bitch who doesn’t deserve your attention–”

“(Y/N)–”

“–Because that’s the truth, isn’t it? I’m just a disgusting wart who isn’t worth a second glance, because I’m dumb and no one likes me, and no one will ever like me–”

“(Y/N)–”

“–And I’ll just end up fat and alone because I’m ugly and no self-respecting wizard will ever want to marry me–”

“(Y/N)!” Remus interjected, and (Y/N) jumped at his tone, “Where is all of this coming from? What happened to you?”

(Y/N) stared at him, and it was then that he realised her gaze was watery, her eyes glassy from unshed tears. She gave a heavy sigh, blinking back the tears.

“Tracy Burton is what happened to me…” (Y/N) finally mumbled, staring down into her lap.

“Tracy? As in…my ex-girlfriend Tracy?”

“Yes,” (Y/N) whimpered, and a stray tear slipped from behind her lashes and rolled down her cheek. “She cornered me in the girls bathroom and told me everything that I already know. That I’m not smart or pretty…”

Tears poured from (Y/N)’s eyes and Remus wrapped an arm around her, pulling her into his chest. She sobbed onto his shoulder, her tears soaking his shirt, and Remus held her close to him like reassurance. She was none of the things Tracy claimed she was, and for (Y/N) to believe her made everything worse.

“Wow I can’t believe she said you were ugly, she is clearly blind,” Remus mumbled against her hair, “Tracy is a blind liar. And that’s why I broke up with her.” (Y/N) sniffled and gazed up at Remus, her eyes pools of melancholy.

“But she’s not the only one who has told me I’m ugly…” (Y/N) choked, “I’m constantly reminded of how pathetic I am, and that’s all I see when I look in the mirror; a failure of a witch who thinks she can play with magic…”

Remus sighed as (Y/N)’s body wracked beside him. He wanted to slaughter everyone who had ever insulted his (Y/N), because she deserved so much more than this. She deserved to be happy, not lied to and ridiculed. In his eyes, she was more beautiful than any sunset he had ever seen, any constellation sprawled across the night sky, any flower in all the rose gardens in the world. He planned on telling her so.

“You don’t deserve this…” Remus muttered as he began to unbutton his shirt, and (Y/N) leaned back, confusion shifting across her face.

“What are you doing?” She croaked.

“I’m going to show you something,” Remus explained, “I haven’t shown many people this, so please, keep this to yourself…”

“Of course,” she whimpered, wiping away her tears.

Remus shed his shirt and (Y/N)’s eyes widened in shock, her lips parted. On display for her eyes only was his bare chest, littered with scars. (Y/N) reached out and traced one with a nimble finger, her eyes following the curve against his skin.

“I’m very self-conscious of my scars,” Remus murmured, “Not only because they’re hideous, but also because they are a simple truth that I will always be hideous. I’m cursed with this…disease…and there is no cure. It’s a living nightmare, and I hate it.”

Remus slipped back into his shirt and buttoned it up. (Y/N) was still silent, so he continued. “This is ugly. Not you. And even if you were, I wouldn’t care. You don’t have to be pretty to be smart and strong, good looks is just an added bonus!” Remus reached up and cupped (Y/N)’s face, his thumb smearing a stray tear, “You are more beautiful than anything I’ve ever known, because you remind me that there is still beauty in this world. You give me hope, and that is worth more than anything you can buy.”

A weak smile graced (Y/N)’s features and Remus mimicked it, before he leaned in and kissed her.

She tasted like strawberries, like a gulp of fresh air, like chocolate after a full moon, and Remus couldn’t help but melt into the warm embrace of her lips. His hands tangled in her hair and her arms wrapped around his neck as he kissed her and she captured the air in his lungs. He wanted to do this forever, until the day he died, he wanted to kiss (Y/N) and feel her kiss him back too.

When they broke apart, and Remus’ eyes fluttered open, he found (Y/N) beaming back at him, her cheeks damp and her lips rosy. He loved the sight of her; he wanted to wake up to her and he wanted her to be the last thing he saw before he fell asleep.

“Woohoo, go Moony!” cheered voices from behind him, and Remus turned to find James, Sirius and Peter lined up in a row, beaming at him. (Y/N) giggled and Remus blushed bright red. The three Marauders sauntered toward their table in the empty library, and Remus scowled at his friends as they threw themselves into a seat.

“Told you they’d end up snogging,” Sirius winked, “Perfect location, too. You’ve chosen well, Moony, (Y/N) is quite the looker!”

“And if Sirius thinks you’re a looker, than he means it,” James grinned, “He doesn’t just go throwing compliments around aimlessly,”

“I didn’t realize it was such an honour to be complimented by Sirius Black!” (Y/N) remarked, sarcastically, her lips twisting into a grin.

“You best believe it, love,” Sirius smirked.

“Not that I don’t like you guys being here but…well…I actually don’t like you guys being here,” Remus grumbled and James leapt to his feet.

“Oh, of course! Our bad. We’re interrupting,” James waggled his brows suggestively, “As you were, children. And keep it chaste, I’m too handsome to be someone’s grandfather!”

The three of them slinked away, snickering to themselves, and a wry smile tugged his lips as he watched them go. With his arm slung around (Y/N), and her head on his shoulder, everything felt right.

Who knew Defence Against the Dark Arts could be so rewarding?

no more prompts, pls. 

[thedargonden]

[13] ABSOLUTE PERFECTION

November 7th, XX19

9:00 PM

PHOENIX: “It’s... It’s perfect.“

Phoenix stares intently at her masterpiece, for her days of work and attempts are finally complete.

A metal frame surrounds the graham cracker based dough. Below the dragonfruit topping, layers and layers of different types of cream cheese, separated by varied fruits like cherries and strawberries (all of which she picked from the mountain above the den).

The perfect cheesepie has been completed. Phoenix would finally see a smile on Orie’s face. She would be appreciated by her. She might even be called Orie’s BEST FRIEND. That would make her truly happy, if Orie called her a friend.

Phoenix holds the door frame and sticks her head down the hall.

PHOENIX: “Orie! Come here! I’ve got a surprise!”

She involuntarily squeals quietly and shuffles her feet. She can’t wait to see Orie’s face when she sees this.

Loud grumbles of annoyance come from the basement stairs down the hall.

PHOENIX: “Oh come on, Orie! Trust me!”

Orie uses her telepathy from downstairs with an angry tone.

ORIE: ⦕I already know about the “perfect cheesepie.” It’s impossible to block out all your annoying thoughts about it, even with my mystic eyes closed, muffling it all out.⦖

PHOENIX: ⦕But, have you seen it with your OWN EYES YET?⦖

ORIE: ⦕Yes, through my mystic eyes, as I’ve already said. I’m a fucking mindreader, Phoenix.⦖

Phoenix thinks to rephrase the question.

PHOENIX: ⦕Have you seen it IN PERSON YET?⦖

An sigh of anger resonates through the basement stairs and down the hall.

ORIE: ⦕If I come up there to look at it for one second, will you leave me alone for the rest of the night?⦖

PHOENIX: ⦕Of course!⦖

ORIE: ⦕UUUUUUGHHHH, OH MY DREK. FUCKING FINE!⦖

As Phoenix hears Orie’s bedroom door open and then shortly after, stomping up the stairs, she looks back toward the pie and realizes... she forgot to cut the pie!

She runs over to the counter and quickly grabs a kitchen knife as well as a plate from the cabinet. She cuts the pie and carefully takes the piece out of the pie tin. 

The piece of pie sags just slightly, but since this is something Phoenix invented herself to her knowledge, this could be considered normal for the dessert.

She examines the layers. It looks so delicious, she wishes she could taste it, but she promised herself that Orie would take the first bite before her own.

Phoenix turns around as Orie walks into the room with an angry huff. Phoenix gestures toward her creation.

PHOENIX: “Ta-daaaaaaa! I made you a cheesepie! It’s a cheesecake, but in PIE FORM! A Cheesecake flavored pie, with my own twist! You’ll love it!”

Orie looks at the plate from afar, with a strange half smirk of confusion. This is it! Smile incoming! For a split second, Phoenix swore Orie’s eyes turned static, but it was probably her imagination due to her excitement.

ORIE: “It looks... bad.”

Phoenix’s face drops. She wasn’t expecting this response to her creation.

PHOENIX: “L-... Looks aren’t everything! Trust me, it tastes amazing!”

ORIE: “How do you know that? I heard your thoughts about not wanting to taste it before me.”

PHOENIX: “I...

I spent so long trying to perfect it...

and... and-!”

ORIE: “-and you failed! Congratulations! Can I go now?”

Phoenix looked back at her creation. It didn’t look bad at all! What was Orie talking about? Maybe Orie was skeptical of Phoenix’s skills as a chef. No, she would not back down until Orie tried her cheesepie.

PHOENIX: “At-... At least try it! You never know, it could be the one taste you didn’t know you were missing from your life!”

Phoenix thought she saw static in Orie’s eyes again, right before Orie closed all her eyes and shook her head a bit. Orie’s face took on an angry look again.

ORIE: “Fine! Look, if I try your stupid pie, then can-”

PHOENIX: “CHEESEpie!”

Orie rolled all of her four eyes at once.

ORIE: “Ugh, cheesepie... then can I finally go back to my room in peace and not bother me?

I was kind of busy, you know.”

PHOENIX: “Yes, I would leave you alone, if you really want me to.”

Orie squinted at Phoenix for a couple of seconds, and then to the cheesepie.

ORIE: “Okay. Give me a fork, then.”

Phoenix bounces up and down in excitement, before realizing Orie’s giving her looks of disapproval and impatience. Phoenix quickly grabs a fork from the drawer and after she sets it on the plate, she brings it to Orie, who promptly sits on the floor with her arm out to grab the plate.

Orie holds the plate up to her snout and sniffs it with an interested look on her face. With her other hand, she takes the fork, and chops off the tiny tip of the pie and carefully puts the piece of cheesepie in her mouth.

The flavor. Immediately Orie notices the amazing flavor. It’s just the right amount of sweet and savory. the dragonfruit gives it the punch it needs. The various fruits and cream cheese compliment each other as if they were made for each other. How could Phoenix, of all dragons, master a cheesecake flavor this perfectly. In Orie’s opinion, it’s absolute perfection.

None of this information reached Orie’s active mind though, as the entire time she tasted it, it was ripped from her and subdued into static.

ORIE: “Huh. I was... not expecting that. It tastes like water.

It’s surprising how bland it is, despite all the fruit and cheese you put into it.

Thank you for wasting my time.”

Orie sets the plate in Phoenix’s hand, who is stuck in awe of all the work she just put into, only to have her work blow up in her face. She doesn’t even know how to react, as Orie starts to turn away.

PHOENIX: “W- WAIT! How could it taste like that!?! I put so much work... and heart... and blood and... and sweat and tears into this!”

ORIE: “Maybe you’re just not meant to be a chef, Phoenix. It’s bad. Deal with it.”

Phoenix can’t believe this. She sits down, takes the fork and cuts a big piece of the cheesepie and shoves it in her mouth, not even caring that Orie had used the same fork a second ago.

No way. No fucking way. Orie had lied. It didn’t taste bland. It didn’t taste like water. It was clear as day that Orie was a liar. Phoenix hated that Orie would lie like this to her face.

None of these negative thoughts reached Phoenix’s active mind though, as the entire time she felt these negative feelings toward Orie, they were ripped from her and subdued into static.

PHOENIX: “But! It really is good! You were supposed to like it and say, ‘wow, Phoenix, I can’t believe you made something this good!’

You were supposed to become my best friend!”

Orie turns around angrily with static filling her four eyes.

ORIE: “Phoenix. No matter how hard you try. No matter how long you live. I will never. EVER. Be your friend.”

Phoenix stares at Orie with static filling her own eyes now, not knowing how to deal with this situation.

No, Orie actually likes the cheesepie. She doesn’t mean what she had said. That’s just how Orie was. She just doesn’t know how to say thanks. That’s all. Right?

PHOENIX: “I... It’s okay Orie. I know you don’t mean that. You’ll learn to be nicer in time! Trust me! I’ll be your best friend!”

Just then, faint rustling in the ground followed by hurried wing beats interrupts their standoff. Orie, thinking quick, runs to the door and opens the door, before opening it and seeing the shadow of a dragon flying away into the moonlight. Phoenix steps toward the loungeroom kitchen window and sees the dragon too.

The dragon turns their head back for a second and their glowing red eyes catch a surprised look before hurrying away quicker and impossibly disappearing after a couple of seconds more.

ORIE: “Who the hell was that?”

Orie throws around the idea in her head that it was maybe Arakados, thinking of the most likely dark scales and red eyes, but then...

ARAKADOS: “MAAAAASHHH!”

Phoenix and Orie turn around to see Arakados with Phoenix’s cheesepie on the floor and crushing it with their hands.

PHOENIX: “NOOOOO!”

Phoenix rushes over to Arakados and takes the cheesepie tin away from them. Her work! All of her beautiful and delicious work! It’s... destroyed!

She sits down on the floor and after a couple of seconds of examining the destruction, she promptly smushes the pie into her face without any words and holds it there indefinitely. Arakados smiles with glee.

ARAKADOS: “Yesss! You get it! MMMMAAASSSSH!!!!!!!”

Orie quietly steps away and back into her room, ignoring the dragon she had just saw, for she had research to continue, especially after this new interaction with Phoenix.

She had been reading ‘DREKI STUDIES - What We Know So Far About Dragon Psychology’ for possible answers about what the whole static thing inside Phoenix’s dream meant. But, now she had a new theory about what was going on.

Orie felt it. She felt the static wash over her in that moment when Phoenix’s eyes were filled with static. She felt it rip something from her when she ate the cheesecake. The static ripped the flavor from her. She knows that wouldn’t happen under normal circumstances. She knows magic was involved, in some way or another.

Stepping into her bedroom, she walked toward the bookshelf next to her bed. she grabbed the book on the bed, making sure it was bookmarked, and then she slides it into the shelf neatly.

Orie examines the books from top to bottom for a couple of moments, and then... her eye catches the book she was looking for.

She picks up the quite large book labled ‘DREKI STUDIES - Myrkur Sorcery and its Affect On Dragons.’

ORIE: “Absolute Perfection.”

Orie smiles as her prophetic abilities confirm that this was the right book to pick up.

[someaveragechick]

a refined story on how love broke my place in this world

so how’d i come to be here typing up an essay which i know will go unread?   JULY 2016; a bad decision to move schools lead to spurts of bullying, turning a bubbly 15 year old into a 16 year old who quite bluntly, just wanted to die, which she tried very hard to do for quite some time. deteriorated self esteem lead to a thirst for love and acceptance, a need for emotional safety. so after being objectified by boys, mesmerized at the idea of an escape, and terrified of what i became capable of, i moved schools again. and this brought us to July, 2016.

new school, new opportunities, and then there was him. a boy with big brown eyes, soft lips and a heart of gold, and there i was, awkwardly standing in the way of his locker. fast forward past the early morning to late night conversations, weeks of bonding.... and we’re brought to SEPTEMBER 2016; i knew that id fallen deeply for him, further than i’d fallen before, or at least so i thought. but of course, i became fearful as memories of every guy who ever did me wrong flooded in and suddenly like the monster i’d become, he became just like every other guy in my eyes and i denied my true feelings for him, in the classic me way of dealing with my emotions, i messed everything up. i lost all my new friends, i lost him and i lost myself again, but i told myself he was just like the rest, except he wasn’t because i couldn’t just get over him. and so we stopped speaking. i sank back into a place far too familiar, numbness accompanied by blades and the dark part of tumblr, that go me through until:

NOVEMBER 2016; i started going to the gym to distract myself, and i felt like i could say with all honesty i was getting over him. last minute change of mind, and i decided to go to my schools formal, i wish i could say i wore white in the spirit of new beginnings but if i’m honest i just liked the dress, and apparently he did too, enough to come whisper in my ear that i ‘looked alright’.... BOOM FUCKING CRASH BANG, the smallest comment moved mountains for me and like an unrealistic cartoon, my heart flew out of my chest. so i messaged him that night and we spoke until the early hours of the morning, and every day since.

JANUARY 2017; it’s a fair way to skip but lets just cut it down to this, school holidays kicked in and like Romeo and Juliet we fought against how everyone felt about us being together, spent almost every day of the summer together and went on adventure after adventure, we even said how we could never get bored of each other, spoiler alert, i’m the only one who stuck to my word. so anyway, January, we became ‘official’, went on double dates with my best friend and when they broke up we would talk how our relationship was going to outlast everyone we knew.

FEBRUARY-JULY 2017; we did a lot together and created heaps of little traditions. painted walls, went rollerskating, drank and sung around campfires, walked on beaches, kicked the footy, cooked, adventured, lived together. we were each others bestfriends and we fell back on each other. i put every ounce of energy i had into him. any money i got would go towards dates or giving him little surprises to brighten his day. what can i say? i put him before my family and i truly believed with all my heart that we would be together forever. he got new friends and school stressed us both out, it would be an understatement to say we were both failing school, but we were trying. i believed in him, because he had so much potential to do great, with a kind heart and a great brain in that big head of his, i believed he could do anything he put his mind into, where it be football, school, work or photography, i wanted him to be happy, and its how i lived those months. wanting him to be happy and to love him. 

TIMELINE BREAK; people were cruel, and he was a big softy, he was my big softy and i thought that if i could put all my love and energy into him that i could protect him, we argued for a while, but for two weeks leading up to August, i learnt to be calm and stopped every argument because i just thought he was stressed over school and the assholes of the world. they told him he should drop out, they made him think less of himself and i hated them for it, because i thought he was worth so much more. 

AUGUST 5TH 2017; we went shopping to get ingredients for a recipe he really wanted to make, we danced and goofed around, then i dropped him home so he could get ready for a party he was going to. i’ll add that this was also the same day as my dogs birthday, so whilst he was out i was occupied singing happy birthday to a dog wearing a party hat, irrelevant but okay, back on track, the (supposed) love of my life kept calling me whilst he was drunk all night, every 15 minutes, he started to feel sick so i told him to go sit down somewhere and sip water, last i heard from him. i was worried sick because i couldn't be there to look after my drunk mess. AUGUST 6TH 2017; i went over to my hungover mess’s house, we were being cute, we had sex we cuddle we laughed, we were happy. my parents came and picked us up and took him to his footy final where i stood there in the rain watching him with my parents (side note, my parents hated him at first, but by this stage they loved him, like reeeeaaally fucking loved him). he came back to mine after and we did what we usually did, laughed and loved. that night he broke and decided he wanted to break up with me because he was having a meltdown over some older guys accusing him of throwing up on the carpet of the party he was at. so i did what i always did, i cared for him, loved him, tried to help him, and in return for loving him, he broke up with me, and gave me the biggest load of verbal abuse as he did so. i broke. AUGUST 7TH 2017; i ditched the first part of school to go see him, he got on the bus and moved closer to me and put his hand on my leg, i felt relieved, as if i actually believed in that moment that he realized how badly he’d been treating me, but nope. an hour later he basically said we were still over and he didn’t want anything to do with me. AUGUST 10TH 2017; gotta hurry this up, i was a mess i hadn’t eaten in days and i was imploding. so i reached out to someone who was at the party to find out if it was him who threw up at the party and if his meltdown was worth losing me, but i found out more than i was supposed to. this boy, this boy that i would've taken a bullet for and gave my everything to, cheated on me with some girl who had zero self respect, was in a committed relationship with ecstasy, but whatever right? she was known for doing that shit, but nah, next thing i know he is following her around like a lost puppy. THE REST OF THE STORY; so after not even 2 weeks we spoke again, we decided mutually that we would get back into a commitment but not be officially in a relationship. and this lasted for a while, we were having sex again, and a lot of it and then one night i rush to the hospital and watch my favorite family member pass away, i was a mess and i needed him, but here we go again,whilst i was trying to call him to tell him my grandad was just had emergency heart surgery and didn’t make it,  he was at a party getting with the same girl.  AND LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, I FORGAVE HIM, AGAIN. so we were committed again and he called me and i roasted him and so he begged for me not to go and said he didn't want that other girl and that she was just a distraction because he missed me, even added that he was going to cut ties with her because he loved me. so the next day he did, not... he did not, because if you haven't already realized this boy is the biggest liar i have ever met. so we were together again, and i later found out he was still messaging her pathetically, trying so desperately to get her attention, and he made me feel like shit he really did, some of the verbal abuse hit me deep down to my core. (i’ll just add here that he had sex with that girl whilst we were having sex) anyway, after he betrayed me 3 times, he promised it was never going to happen and that i’m all he wanted and that he would protect me. skip to the end, he went to a party and got with 4 different girls, lied about it, and then blocked me on everything when he found out that i had found out. that was a very short way to end it but it was dragging on. WHERE I AM NOW; am i still broken? yes very, unlike him i truly felt in love and that isn't something that is easy to brush off. what do i think of him now? let’s just say i really had hope for him to change, in fact i was the only one who believed in him in the end, i was the only one who cared deeply, but well now? lets just say a tiger can’t change its stripes. he found me as a bitter monster and left me when i became pure and sweet. i found him as a pure and sweet boy with potential, and when he left me he left me as a bitter, manipulative, lying, monster. funny how the world works.

 it’s a long journey and my heart still aches from time to time, but if he wanted to put that sort of life style before someone who truly cared and loved him, then i know that he doesn't deserve me. those big brown eyes are as cold as ice, his heart of gold turned to stone and the boy i fell in love with it not the same one that broke me.

he made me lose my place in the world, he made me second guess my worth and my right to wake up everyday, i felt like numb worthless space.  i know who i am now and i’m ridiculously proud of myself, and i can not wait until i find someone who i can love and not fear.  i will just keep adventuring until i bump into someone, the right someone, who appreciates every little thing i do, because if i could love the wrong person this much, i cant imagine how much i can love the right person.

 so until then i will keep growing, because there’s a bubbly 15 year old who deserves it. -S.a.o 6th of November 2017

[abysmallyawesome]

Ilvermorny “Pretty Little Liars” AU 

  Two can keep a secret when one of them is dead. 

Tina, Queenie, Jacob and Credence are part of the popular clique that used to run the school, but the friends drift apart after their leader, Abernathy, mysteriously disappears during his sixth year. 

One year later, after the arrival of transfer student Newt, the former friends are all drawn back together when they begin receiving letters from someone using the name “A” who threatens to expose all their secrets - including long hidden ones that they thought only Abernathy knew. Under the cut for more details

Jacob Kowalski:  Wampus, 7th year. His secret is that he’s Muggleborn/No-Maj, something that he’s managed to keep hidden for 7 years. 

Jacob met Abernathy on the train to Ilvermorny in their first year. When asked if his parents were wizards, he blurted out yes. Abernathy quickly saw through this lie, but reassured Jacob that he had done the right thing hiding his heritage as Muggleborns were often mistreated. He convinced Jacob to keep up the lie and helped him construct a plausible background - “It’s okay, let me do the talking.” 

The lies quickly spiral into a huge messy web and Jacob’s convinced that should they ever come to light he’ll be shunned, expelled and all his future prospects ruined, a notion that Abernathy fed into and encouraged.

Porpentina “Tina” Goldstein: Thunderbird, 7th year. Hiding a secret about her parents’ death. She and Abernathy dated on and off throughout their Ilvermorny career, and it’s during one of those times that she confessed her secret to him.  

Queenie Goldstein: Pukwudgie, 6th year. Her secret is that she’s a Legilimens. 

The two sisters joined the clique in Queenie’s second year when Abernathy discovered that Queenie could read minds and decided that she’d be useful. He was something of a natural Occlumens, so her powers didn’t work on him. Abernathy liked to play both sisters against each other, ‘pretty one vs the smart one’. He manipulated Queenie into having a brief fling with him during one of times when he was dating Tina and this further increased the friction between them. He used to pressure Queenie into reading other people’s minds for him, in exchange for keeping her secret.

Credence Barebone: Horned Serpent, 6th Year. 

 Credence started out as a tiny, shy little first year, who barely talked to anyone. But he’s incredibly powerful and prone to explosive rages. Abernathy sae him lose it and go medieval on some bullies and from that day onwards took him under his wing. Credence was the most loyal to Abernathy among the liars because he’s just so happy to have friends. He takes Abernathy’s disappearance the hardest and is the link between the remaining liars afterwards.   

Credence’s secret is that he’s having an affair with the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. 

Credence hits his growth spurt  when he turns sixteen and shoots up to 6 ft. It’s during that long, lonely summer after Abernathy’s disappearance that Credence meets Percival Graves. 

He meets "Percy” in a bar frequented by MACUSA workers, and when the older man assumes Credence is one of them, Credence doesn’t correct him. “Percy” tells Credence that he’s leaving New York at the end of the summer for a new job 'as a favour to a friend’, and he’s not looking for anything lasting. Nonetheless they have a brief, intense fling and promise that if they feel the same way in a year’s time they’ll meet again at the same bar the following summer. Credence returns to Ilvermorny convinced he’s met (and possibly lost) the love of his life. 

 He skips the welcome feast (because he always used to sit with Abernathy and he misses his friend and all he wants to do is lie in bed and daydream about his summer boyfriend) so it isn’t until the first day of class that they see each other.

Pukwudgie/Horned Serpent Double DADA:

Queenie: Oh cheer up, honey. Wait until you see how handsome the new Defense guy is. He’s just your type.  Credence: You don’t get it, Queenie. Nothing will ever cheer me up until I can see Percy again.  Graves, writing on the board: “Alright, settle down. My name is Professor Graves and for this year I’ll be your -” turns around and sees Credence “ -holy shit!” 

 (And of course they’re both horrified, and they both agree it can’t go on - a resolution that lasts a grand total of 30 seconds)

Newton Scamander: 7th Year, Thunderbird. 

Newt’s secret is the reason why he was expelled from Hogwarts. “A” threatens to tell the truth, that he actually took the blame for Leta, and as he’s still in love with her, he obviously doesn’t want that. 

Newt (and his elder brother Theseus) also knew Abernathy, their families were old friends and often spent part of their vacations with each other. Abernathy and Newt used to be pen pals, and so Newt not only knows (some) of the clique’s secrets, he’s also convinced that they know more about his disappearance than they’re letting on. 

Abernathy was the only person other than Leta who knew about the “Incident” so Newt believes once he finds out who Abernathy told, he will have found “A”.  

 And then to further complicate matters there’s “the Picquery thing”.

Seraphina Picquery, the new Headmistress, former DADA teacher and head of Horned Serpent. She doesn’t suffer fools gladly and as such was one of the few adults not to be taken in by Abernathy. During the fateful 5th/6th year, and shortly before his disappearance, Abernathy convinced his friends to take part in a prank that went horribly wrong, leading to Picquery getting severely injured (maybe that’s why she wears the turban, to hide the scars?) and the death of the previous headmaster.

Percival Graves: (Lets say his age about 24/25 here, ie old enough to convincingly be a teacher, but young enough that he can spend a year undercover and have no responsibilities that would suffer) 

Picquery is the friend, Graves is supposedly doing a favour for. Ostensibly, he’s taking a break from being an auror to teach DADA because she couldn’t find anyone to replace herself. But the real reason he’s there is to investigate the incident known as “the Picquery thing” and Abernathy’s disappearance. 

 He certainly didn’t intend to fall in love with one of his suspects, and a student to boot. Graves is rapidly losing control of the situation - every lead he has seems to point back to Credence and his little clique. 

And then, they find a body. 

One by one, five owls fly overhead dropping a letter for each of Abernathy’s former friends.

“I’m still here, bozos. And I know Everything.

-A”

[gothicastrology]

Lilith - The Black Moon

(these interpretations apply to everyone, despite your pronouns. she/her pronouns are often used to describe Lilith. these interpretations do not only apply to people with she/her pronouns)

Lilith influences our dark side. Our deepest fears, desires, and secrets lie with her. Lilith cannot bring happiness and she will not cause real life events, she can only influence us to cause them ourselves. We have a choice with Lilith. She lies in the emotional and subconscious realm, and if we focus, we can triumph over her temptations. If we indulge in her, she will ultimately lead to our destruction. The sign of Lilith determines how our dark energy is expressed and the house she lives in shows where that dark energy manifests itself. 

Lilith in Aries (Arrogance): Her darkest side is expressed in aggressive and arrogant ways. She is a belligerent being who rarely takes no for an answer. She will fight her way to the top and crush those in her way. Her enemies are usually her male peers and she has the karma of a murderer. She has an apparent obsession with her physical body and will use it to exploits others. If she fails to learn to control her dangerous tendencies, she will find herself severely harming those she loves. 

Lilith in Taurus (Avarice): She expresses a need for controlling everything. She wants everything. She craves material things and has a large appetite for whatever appeals to her. She is stubborn and will do anything to gain wealth and materials. She gives into sloth, greed, lust, and gluttony. Her enemies are her female counterparts and she has the karma of a hoarder. If she fails to learn to control her materialistic desires, she will only lead to her own destruction. 

Lilith in Gemini (Pomposity): Her dark side is selfish. She believes everyone is absorbed with her ideas and opinions. When interrupted, she can get violent. She wants her voice to be heard. She can often stretch the truth and is known for being a superficial liar. She is difficult to fool and can see straight through the lies of others. She will never offer her advice; she will instead violently force her advice upon all. She is known for having many enemies and possesses the karma of a gossiper. If she fails to learn to humble herself, listen, and refrain from deceiving others, she will find herself in a situation three times worse than those of her enemies.

Lilith in Cancer (Trickery): She exploits others feelings and uses this to express her dark side. She has such a great understanding of the emotional realm, that she wants to abuse that realm for others. She is a damsel in distress waiting for someone to help her, despite the fact that she is not in peril. She needs emotional ties to others, so she can harm them easily. She knows what she wants and she’ll be very specific, especially regarding domestic life. Because of her ultra precision, there is a chance that her immediate family members could become her enemies. She has the karma of a traitor. If she fails to learn to respect the emotional realm of others, her own realm will be slaughtered.

Lilith in Leo (Vanity): She is self-centered in every way, shape, and form. She expresses her darkness in dramatic ways. She believes she is one of the most important beings ever. She praises the things she loves and is known to worship objects and oppose god worshiping. She expects others to worship her, but she would never admit something like this. She will boast and she will make unimpressive situations as dramatic as possible. She resents brilliant and dignified people and has the karma of a gambler. If she fails to learn how to reduce the amount of jealousy and vanity she feels, she will lead to her quick destruction.

Lilith in Virgo (Cynicism): She is the most innocent of the 12, yet a great manipulator. She depends on others and will manipulate them when they believe they can trust her. She makes others feel powerful by playing the role of the underdog. If she advances to a position of power, she follows all rules. She is aware of her inner emotional tempest. She knows if it is unleashed, confrontation will arise. She is a critical and greedy being. She doesn’t get along with those she works with and has the karma of a lackey. If she fails to learn how to control her emotions and fails to rise to a position of power, she will forever be the underdog and ultimately meet her demise unsatisfied. 

Lilith in Libra (Elitism): Her dark side is expressed through her partner. She is a bad influence on her sexual and romantic partners and this will be very clear to her. She is an emotionally demanding person to be with. She won’t be ashamed, however. She believes that it is an honor for others to be around her. She believes herself to be higher than the rest in terms of social class. She considers her feelings to be the most important ones, despite their constant fluctuations. She has a hard time making decisions and is often uncertain. Her partners can quickly turn in her enemies and she struggles with them. She has the karma of an unjust judge.

Lilith in Scorpio (Oppressor): She exploits sexuality. She is a cunning and manipulative being. She is arguable of the most dangerous. She manipulates the emotions of others simply for pleasure. She wants to learn the deepest and darkest secrets of others. It is likely that she will use these to blackmail others. She is attracted to dark magic that can be used to harm others. She has great strength and power and abuses it. She’s a tyrant. Her enemies are the powerful and wealthy. If she refuses to learn how to find pleasure in more than emotional manipulation, she herself will be manipulative and brought to her painful demise.

Lilith in Sagittarius (Megalomania): She believes in absolutism, and she is the monarch. Like her sister, she believes everyone is simply begging to be spoon fed by her. Whatever her skills are, she believes herself to be the best. She expects others to treat her like a deity. She is incapable of making mistakes. She denotes liars and hypocrites, but she herself is often guilty of being both. Her enemies are scientific thinkers who try to prove things in a way she doesn’t accept. She has the karma of a false prophet. If she fails to learn how to exert herself as a positive, caring, and accepting leader, she will find herself falling into poverty and reaching her demise. 

Lilith in Capricorn (Machiavellian): She feels she is capable of completing even the most difficult tasks. She has much self confidence, which others perceive as selfishness. She has a cold heart and thinks in a rational way. She wants to rise to the top and will have a hard time accepting if she doesn’t. She doesn’t aggressively fight for the top, she instead strategically thinks of a way to crush her enemies and those in her way. She wrestles with emotions and rarely expresses them in a successful way. She has the karma of a despot and finds enemies in men older than she. She is tempted by power and it will ultimately lead to her demise if she isn’t careful.

Lilith in Aquarius (Protester): She is a disorderly being. She never strives for perfection, and instead, subconsciously strives for chaos. She aspires to be complete free and will do whatever it takes to achieve this. She will recklessly search for something new. She often gets bored and is seduced by anarchy. She shows irresponsibility and exaggerates her greatness. She belittles her closest friends and often finds past best friends as her current enemies. She has the karma of a anarchist. If she fails to learn from the past in order to thrive in the future, her future will be dark and unwelcoming. 

Lilith in Pisces (Fantasist): She lives in her dark dreams and ideas. She is close to incapable of separating her dreams from reality. She believes her dreams to be reality. She will convince others that her dreams contain truthfulness and she will deceive others willingly. She clings to her fantasies. She hides her true intentions and will create illusions simply for the pleasure of fooling others. She doesn’t always see the value in human life and often considers people to be indispensable. She possesses the karma of an addict. If she fails to overcome her addictions and fantasies, she will lead herself to her own destruction

My dark energy manifests in…

Lilith in the 1st House: My overall personality and ego

Lilith in the 2nd House: The way I treat the things I value

Lilith in the 3rd House: The way I communicate with others

Lilith in the 4th House: My domestic activities

Lilith in the 5th House: My creative outlets

Lilith in the 6th House: How I organize my life

Lilith in the 7th House: My intimate relationships

Lilith in the 8th House: My sexuality and hidden life

Lilith in the 9th House: My philosophical ideas and wishes

Lilith in the 10th House: How I express my authority

Lilith in the 11th House: The way I treat my friends and those in need

Lilith in the 12th House: My subconscious temptations

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[tuseriesdetv]

Guía de series: Estrenos y regresos de agosto 2017

Conocemos ahora los últimos estrenos antes de volver al torbellino de las networks en la nueva temporada. Es uno de los meses más desiertos, pero se puede encontrar mucha variedad. Comedias, thrillers, ciencia ficción, docudrama; tenemos de todo. ¿A qué esperas para subirte al carro?

¡Feliz agosto!

Leyenda:

Verde: series nuevas. 

Rojo: series de las que haremos reviews semanales. 

Negro: regresos de otras series. 

Naranja: miniseries. 

Amarillo: tvmovies, especiales o pilotos. 

Morado: season finales. 

Morado claro: midseason finales. 

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Calendario de series

1 de agosto: 

Manhunt: Unabomber (1T) en Discovery Channel

Casual (3T finale) en Hulu

2 de agosto: 

The Sinner (1T) en USA Network

Swedish Dicks (1T) en Pop

Kingdom (3T finale) en Audience Network

3 de agosto: 

What Would Diplo Do? en Viceland

The Guest Book (1T) en TBS

Saving Hope (series finale) en CTV

4 de agosto: Wet Hot American Summer: Ten Years Later y Icarus en Netflix

5 de agosto: Ill Behaviour en BBC Two

6 de agosto: 

Ray Donovan (5T) en Showtime

Cheseapeake Shores (2T) en Hallmark Channel

Sharknado 5: Global Swarming en Syfy

7 de agosto: Man In An Orange Shirt en BBC One

8 de agosto: Difficult People (3T) en Hulu

9 de agosto: 

Mr. Mercedes en Audience Network

The Story of Diana en ABC

The Carmichael Show (series finale) en NBC

10 de agosto: 

Nashville (5T finale) en CMT

The Story of Diana en ABC

11 de agosto: Atypical (1T) en Netflix

12 de agosto: 

Orphan Black (series finale) en BBC America

Turn (series finale) en AMC

Doubt (series finale) en CBS

13 de agosto: 

Get Shorty (1T) en Epix

I'm Dying Up Here (1T) en Showtime

Poldark (3T finale) en BBC One

14 de agosto: Stitchers (3T finale) en Freeform

15 de agosto: Greenleaf (2bT) en OWN

16 de agosto: 

Marlon (1T) en NBC

Greenleaf (cambio de día) en OWN

17 de agosto: 

Girlfriends' Guide to Divorce (4T) en Bravo

Riviera en Sky Atlantic

18 de agosto: The Defenders (1T) y What Happened to Monday? en Netflix

19 de agosto: Halt and Catch Fire (4T y última) en AMC

20 de agosto: 

Episodes (5T y última) y Dice (2T) en Showtime

The Last Ship (4T) en TNT

Survivor's Remorse (4T) en Starz

22 de agosto: Wrecked (2T finale) en TBS

23 de agosto: Midsomer Murders (19T finale) en ITV

24 de agosto: 

There's... Johnny! (1T) en Seeso

The Mist (1T finale) en Spike

25 de agosto: 

The Tick (1T) en Amazon

Disjointed (1T) y Death Note en Netflix

Dark Matter (3T finale) en Syfy

27 de agosto: 

Game of Thrones (7T finale) en HBO

Power (3T finale) en Starz

29 de agosto: Animal Kingdom (2T finale) en TNT

30 de agosto: Good Game (1T) en YouTube Red

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Estrenos de series

Man In An Orange Shirt (BBC One)

Michael (Oliver Jackson-Cohen; Emerald City, World Without End) y Thomas (James McArdle, Star Wars: The Force Awakens), dos soldados de la Segunda Guerra Mundial, se amaban en secreto, pero se vieron obligados a casarse con mujeres al volver a casa. Flora (Joanna Vanderham, The Paradise), la esposa de uno de ellos, descubrió el secreto y decidió ocultarlo hasta que, sesenta años después, su nieto (Julian Morris; Pretty Little Liars, Once Upon A Time) sale del armario. Completan el cast Vanessa Redgrave (Julia, Howards End), David Gyasi (Containment), Laura Carmichael (Downton Abbey, Marcella), Adrian Schiller (Victoria, The Danish Girl) y Frances de la Tour (Vicious, Hugo). Escrita por el novelista Patrick Gale. Dos episodios. Estreno: 31 de julio

A favor: Destaca la cruel actitud del gobierno contra la sexualidad.

En contra: Hasta 1967 era ilegal ser homosexual.

Manhunt: Unabomber (Discovery Channel)

Paul Bettany (The Da Vinci Code, A Beautiful Mind) interpreta a Ted Kaczynski, el terrorista conocido como Unabomber. Kaczynski es un neoludita, filósofo y matemático americano que envió dieciséis cartas bomba entre 1978 y 1995 y prometió acabar con su cometido si su manifiesto se publicaba en prensa. Antes conocida como Manifesto, la serie mostrará un caso en cada temporada. Ahora nos trae al agente Jim Fitzgerald (Sam Worthington; Avatar, Clash of the Titans) releyendo sus escritos para poder encontrar a uno de los mayores objetivos del FBI. Participan también Jane Lynch (Glee), Chris Noth (The Good Wife, Sex and the City), Mark Duplass (Togetherness, The Mindy Project), Lynn Collins (John Carter) y Jeremy Bobb (The Knick). Creada por Andrew Sodroski, cuenta con Greg Yaitanes (House, Banshee) como showrunner y director. Produce Kevin Spacey. Ocho episodios. Estreno: 1 de agosto

A favor: Llega en pleno boom de historias reales y documentales.

En contra: Se centra menos en el thriller y más en el proceso de investigación.

The Sinner (USA Network)

Adaptación de la novela de Petra Hammesfahr (2007). En un día de playa, una joven madre (Jessica Biel; 7th Heaven, The Illusionist) tiene un brote psicótico y comete un acto de violencia que hace preguntarse a todo el mundo por qué lo hizo. El detective Harry Ambrose (Bill Pullman; Independence Day, The Equalizer), que también tiene una vida algo peculiar, se obsesiona con el caso; necesita descubrir la verdad a toda costa. Les acompaña Christopher Abbott interpretando al marido de adorno. Ocho episodios.

Estreno: 2 de agosto

A favor: Biel y Pullman cumplen en sus (mal escritos) papeles.

En contra: Puede que el misterio atrape, pero el resto son sólo clichés que molestan y sobran.

Swedish Dicks (Pop)

Esta procedimental sobre dos investigadores privados sin licencia que trabajan en Los Ángeles llega a USA un año después de su estreno en Suecia como webserie. Un antiguo especialista de cine (Peter Stormare; American Gods, Prison Break) y un DJ muy optimista (Johan Glans) forman la firma de detectives Swedish Dicks para resolver los casos más extraños que jamás haya visto la ciudad. Keanu Reeves (The Matrix, John Wick) es recurrente, con cameos de Traci Lords, Margaret Cho, Anthony LaPaglia o Eric Roberts. Diez episodios. Ya está renovada por una segunda temporada. Estreno: 2 de agosto

A favor: Acción, misterio, comedia y Peter Stormare.

En contra: Demasiado ligera, aunque destaca entre las comedias dramáticas de hoy en día.

What Would Diplo Do? (Viceland)

Diplo es un exitoso DJ y productor que, por alguna razón, tiene ahora su propia serie. Y la quieren comparar con Louie. La primera comedia original de Viceland, idea de su presidente Spike Jonze -director de Her o Being John Malkovich-, cuenta una serie de parábolas sobre alguien que es capaz de reunir a 60.000 personas bajo sus pies pero apesta en el trato personal. James Van Der Beek (Dawson's Creek, Apartment 23) interpreta al protagonista. Completan el reparto Jamar Malachi Neighbors, H. Michael Croner (Review), Dora Madison (Chicago Fire, Friday Night Lights) y Dillon Francis. Seis episodios.

Estreno: 3 de agosto

A favor: Van Der Beek no teme hacer el ridículo.

En contra: Convencieron al DJ de que le convenía parecer estúpido.

The Guest Book (TBS)

En un pequeño pueblo de montaña vigilado por la oficial Kimberly Leahy (Kellie Martin, Life Goes On, ER), hay una pequeña casita de alquiler dirigida por Wilfrid (Charlie Robinson) y su mujer (Aloma Wright) y un bar regentado por Vivian (Carly Jibson). Por allí irán pasando distintos personajes interpretados por Danny Pudi, Jenna Fischer, Margo Martindale, Tommy Dewey, Lauren Lapkus, Michaela Watkins, Mary Lynn Rajskub, Michael Rapaport, Kate Micucci, Jaime Pressly, Stockard Channing, Andrew J. West, John Ortiz, David Zayas, Shannon Woodward o Stephnie Weir. Participan también Garrett Dillahunt (The Mindy Project, Raising Hope), Laura Bell Bundy (Anger Management, Hart of Dixie), Eddie Steeples (My Name Is Earl) y Lou Wilson. Creada, escrita y producida por Greg Garcia (My Name Is Earl, Raising Hope). Diez episodios. Estreno: 3 de agosto

A favor: Para fans de Inside No. 9 y Room 104, tal vez. Para los fans de los cameos, más bien.

En contra: Convencional, predecible y de risas escasas. Actores desaprovechados.

Mr. Mercedes (Audience Network)

Adaptación de la novela de Stephen King (2014) por David E. Kelley (Big Little Lies, Ally McBeal) dirigida por Jack Bender (Lost, Game of Thrones). Un Mercedes atropella a toda velocidad a los que esperan en la puerta de la oficina de empleo en una decadente ciudad americana y deja a su paso ocho muertos y quince heridos. Meses después, Bill Hodges (Brendan Gleeson, Harry Potter), un policía jubilado obsesionado con el caso, comienza a recibir e-mails y cartas del asesino (Harry Treadaway, Penny Dreadful). Completan el cast Mary Louise-Parker (Weeds, The West Wing), Holland Taylor (Two and a Half Men, The Truman Show), Kelly Lynch (The L Word, 90210) y Jharrel Jerome (Moonlight). Diez episodios. Estreno: 9 de agosto

A favor: Toma riesgos, quiere reflejar una forma de violencia muy actual.

En contra: ¿Y si ocurre algo parecido en la vida real? ¿Culparán a la serie? ¿Decidirá la cadena aplazar los episodios? Polémicas de hoy en día.

Atypical (Netflix)

Sam (Keir Gilchrist, United States of Tara, It Follows) es un adolescente autista que ha decidido salir en busca del amor y la independencia. Su madre (Jennifer Jason Leigh; The Hateful Eight, Single White Female) también comienza su propio camino, ya que la familia también debe preguntarse qué significa realmente ser normal. Les acompañan Michael Rapaport (Prison Break, Justified), Brigette Lundy-Paine, Amy Okuda (How to Get Away with Murder), Jenna Boyd (The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants), Nik Dodani (Kevin From Work) y Raúl Castillo (Looking). Creada por Robia Rashid (How I Met Your Mother). Ocho episodios. Estreno: 11 de agosto

A favor: Un actor protagonista fantástico y unos personajes tan dulces como imperfectos.

En contra: El resto del reparto no está tan bien elegido y el argumento es bastante básico.

Get Shorty (Epix)

Comedia negra escrita por Davey Holmes (Shameless, Damages) y dirigida por Allen Coulter (Damages, The Sopranos) adaptación de la novela de Elmore Leonard (1990) y la película de 1995. Miles Daly (Chris O'Dowd, Moone Boy) es un matón de Nevada que quiere convertirse en productor de Hollywood para dejar atrás su pasado criminal y recuperar a su familia. Entonces, conoce a Rick Moreweather (Ray Romano; Parenthood, Vinyl), un productor de películas de baja calidad y escasa relevancia que decide a disgusto formar equipo con Miles y guiarle en el mundillo. Completan el cast Sean Bridgers (Rectify), Megan Stevenson (Review), Lucy Walters (Power), Sarah Stiles (Superior Donuts, I'm Dying Up Here), Lidia Porto (American Housewife, Horrible Bosses 2), Goya Robles y Carolyn Dodd. Diez episodios.

Estreno: 13 de agosto

A favor: Seguro que encontramos algo bueno si buscamos todos a la vez.

En contra: La comparan con un bar completamente sucio al cierre. Se supone que eso es bueno.

Marlon (NBC)

Comedia ligeramente inspirada en la vida del actor Marlon Wayans (Scary Movie, White Chicks), sobre un padre inmaduro pero comprometido con la educación de sus dos hijos junto a su exmujer. Su familia es lo primero aunque su fama e incluso su propia personalidad se interpongan. Essence Atkins (Are We There Yet?), Bresha Webb (Grey's Anatomy), Diallo Riddle (Silicon Valley), Notlim Taylor y Amir O'Neil también participan. Escribe Christopher Moynihan (100 Questions). Diez episodios. Estreno: 16 de agosto

A favor: Wayans sigue viviendo en Scary Movie.

En contra: Es de los Upfronts del año pasado, ya no podían estrenarla más tarde.

The Defenders (Netflix)

Ya les conocemos por separado, y ahora llega la serie que reúne a Daredevil, Jessica Jones, Luke Cage y Iron Fist para combatir a Sigourney Weaver. Alexandra (Weaver) es una villana que hará todo lo posible por cumplir sus objetivos, sin importarle a quién se lleve por delante. Ocho episodios. Estreno: 18 de agosto

A favor: Menos episodios, más ritmo. Y tiene a Jessica Jones, claro.

En contra: Que después habrá que aguantarles por separado antes de volver a verles reunidos.

There's... Johnny! (Seeso)

Comedia sobre el día a día en los setenta en el backstage de The Tonight Show Starring Johnny Carson, el programa presentado por Carson desde 1962 hasta 1992 que estableció la estructura de los late night talk shows de hoy en día. Andy (Ian Nelson) es un joven de Nebraska que llega a la ciudad con la intención de trabajar en el programa de Johnny. Allí conocerá al legendario productor Fred de Cordova (Tony Danza, Who's the Boss), a la jefa de reparto (Jane Levy; Suburgatory, Don't Breathe) o al encargado del guardarropa (Roger Bart; Desperate Housewives, Revenge). Nadie interpretará a Johnny, la serie utilizará imágenes de archivo del famoso presentador. Creada por Paul Reiser -que apareció muchas veces en el programa- y David Steven Simon y dirigida y producida por David Gordon Green (Red Oaks, Pineapple Express). Siete episodios.

Estreno: 24 de agosto

A favor: Dicen que no es ni comedia ni drama ni un homenaje, que no es lo que esperas.

En contra: Cabe destacar que peligra el futuro de Seeso pese a la calidad de sus producciones.

The Tick (Amazon)

En un mundo de superhéroes, un contable sin poderes (Griffin Newman, Vinyl) se da cuenta de que su ciudad está controlada por un villano que se creía muerto. Este perdedor intentará hacer pública esta conspiración y unirá fuerzas con The Tick (Peter Serafinowicz, Guardians of the Galaxy), un héroe azul muy extraño. Completan el reparto Jackie Earle Haley (Watchmen), Valorie Curry (House of Lies), Yara Martinez (Jane the Virgin) y Brendan Hines (Scorpion). Sátira del género de superhéroes escrita por Ben Edlund (Supernatural), creador de la serie original emitida entre 1994 y 1996 y del cómic nacido en 1986. Producida por Edlund (Gotham, Revolution), Patrick Warburton -el anterior The Tick-, Barry Josephson (Bones) y Barry Sonnenfield (A Series of Unfortunate Events). Dirigida por Wally Pfister (Flaked). Seis episodios. Los seis restantes de la primera temporada llegarán en otoño. Su piloto está disponible desde agosto de 2016.

Estreno: 25 de agosto

A favor: Es la mejor representación del cómic.

En contra: Insuficiente. Fue el piloto más flojo de la Pilot Season. Por algo la descartaría FOX.

Disjointed (Netflix)

Ruth (Kathy Bates; American Horror Story, Misery) es la orgullosa dueña de un dispensario de marihuana en Los Ángeles. Es un negocio familiar con algunos trabajadores a sueldo que han logrado el mismo sueño que su jefa: estar colocados la mayor parte del tiempo. Acompañan a Bates Aaron Moten (The Night Of, Mozart in the Jungle), Tone Bell (The Flash, Truth Be Told), Elizabeth Alderfer (Better Off Single), Elizabeth Ho (Love Sick, Melissa & Joey), Chris Redd (Popstar), Dougie Baldwin (Nowhere Boys) y Michael Trucco (Battlestar Galactica). Creada y escrita por Chuck Lorre (The Big Bang Theory, Two and a Half Men) y David Javerbaum (The Daily Show, The Late Late Show). Veinte episodios.

Estreno: 25 de agosto

A favor: Poquita cosa.

En contra: ¿Hace un porrito?

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There are two things to be known about living in Shiganshina: there’s no such thing as privacy, and gossip never dies.

Eren Jaeger has lived in the same small town his entire life, and has always known this to be true. He’d never felt different, and had always believed that nothing exciting would ever happen, and every day would continue to be exactly the same as always.

At least, he used to, until the arrival of a mysterious man. A newcomer who seems to have an interest in the Jaeger family, and keeps his secrets close. A man who never answers questions, and has a dark history that spells trouble.

As demons from the past come racing to the present, Eren finds himself drawn into an inexplicable web of myths and deceit, protected by the one person he’s positive he shouldn’t trust.