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having a mild identity crisis rn 🫶
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can we get butchfemme sevika/reader hcs please :3
GAWD yes. Lord, I've been waiting for this day lessgo
ButchFemme Sevika/Reader Headcanons
⚢ In typical butch fashion, her love language is acts of service
⚢ Loves to be fawned over ! Like “Omfg babe you’re sooo strong helping me put together furniture” and trust she is melting even though her face is expressionless and immoveable
⚢ She likes when you graze your long nails over her skin for back scratches and its all nice and light and tingly
⚢ She’s not much of a prettyboy (prettybutch…?) so she doesn’t really have a skincare routine but you have an extensive regimen so she memorizes all ur million little bougie products and gets you an extra to keep at ur place so you don’t have to eff up your skincare routine in favor of spontaneous sleepovers
⚢ Yeah she’s not too particular about her grooming in general. She lets you cut her hair even if you’re not super experienced with clippers. She still hypes you up even if you nick her ear when doing up her side shave/undercut.
“Oops! Sorry babe I think I got your ear…”
“Didn’t even feel it. You’re doing great baby keep going.”
⚢ On that note, pet names: For Sevika, its baby alll dayyyyyy ! She calls you baby, my girl, my pretty girl, my woman, etc. And as for what you call her, she always loves a “omg babe” moment. And “settle down there, cowboy” but in like a jesting sorta way. Also: “my butch.”
⚢ Stone top/pillow princess anybody?
⚢ Also: she’s ur cash cow. She loves buying you expensive shit and showing you off and showing off the expensive shit. You breathed in the direction of a particularly nice perfume? Surprise! It’s in your bathroom the following day. Like. It’s a theme. Especially in ur pre-relationship courting era. “Baby anything you want I get for you. Say the word I’ll buy for you the moon, the stars, et cetera, no one can provide for you like I can” blah blah blah
⚢ But you can’t be interrupting her card games tho. She’s like a teenage boy on the xbox with those things. Probs something to be worried about tbh.
⚢ And I’ve written this into a fanfic already, but that bitch wears boyshorts. I was thinking boxers for a while but I think that would be too much bulk over them skinny little plants she wears. I am a Sevika boyshorts TRUTHER
⚢ And she works out. Matter of fact, forget the prettybutch comment because Sevika WORKS OUTTT and I think she has resistance bands. Like she goes to an actual gym but around the house you’ll find her repping with those damn resistance bands to relieve stress or just cause she sees them and remembers.
⚢ And she works out to like. Classical music. Cause she’s a classy mothafuckaaa just absolutely getting ripped and her face is in a scary ass sneer but there's like ode to joy in the background
⚢ You pack her lunch. She gets flamed at work cause her paper bag is covered in lil hearts and stickers and kissy lipstick marks and its filled with sugary baked goods like pink sparkly cupcakes and fruity pastries cause u can’t cook. But by gawd u can bake.
⚢ That being said, she’s the cook in the relationship. Especially when it comes to meat. It’s problematic. Sevika’s version of “girl dinner” is straight up protein. Her typical meal is like. A rotisserie chicken + hard boiled eggs. It made you gasp the first time you saw her pull out one of her meal prep tins and it was just that.
⚢ Oh yeah and she meal preps
⚢ Claims she “doesn’t get sick” because her “immune system is just built different.”
⚢ When she does get sick, she refuses to chill out and let herself be sick and she tries to speedrun her way to health by taking too much vitamin C and then working out and cranking the heat to “sweat it out quicker.”
⚢ She knits to relieve stress
⚢ Sleeps topless and in undies. And a wife pleaser tank if its chilly.
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are you planing on doing a part two for ‘hands off’? cause holly cow, i didn’t know I needed a mike x munson!reader until that, god bless you anon that made the request xx
Hands Off, part 2 - Mike Wheeler x reader
Pairing: Mike Wheeler (Stranger Things) x Munson!f!reader
Warnings: underage drinking, risky sex, lying to a loved one. (also kinda fluffy brother-sister dynamic, ‘cause I love Eddie as much as anybody else)
Summary: Mike attends Eddie’s birthday party at your place and ends up having a lot more fun than he had initially planned.
Love note from Nina: y’all’s response to Hands Off was so exciting that I simply had to write a part 2. Thank you so much, I love getting comments. My people ask and they shall receive 🫰🏻
Also: I know Eddie canonically lives in a trailer, but just humor me, right?
Your secret affair with Michael Wheeler was going strong and smoothly for a good two weeks or so - hooking up at his basement, sneaking up into his room, sending little notes to his school locker through a trusty acquaintance.
Mike was feeling over the moon lately - not only you were the hottest girl he’d ever seen, but also so nice to talk to, so smart, so sweet to him. He walked up to his locker on a Friday morning and, as he opened it, two little pieces of paper fell on the floor. He already knew what to expect, and quickly picked them up to read them.
One of the notes was a party invitation - Eddie’s birthday was this weekend, after all. The other one was yours, and his heart thumped as his eyes quickly scanned through your neat handwriting.
“You better come to Ed’s party, loverboy - I’ll find a way for us to sneak into my room and have a lot more fun than anybody else there. I don’t want you getting your hands off of me for longer than a minute”. He bit his lip, suppressing a smile, as he put both notes in one of his notebooks and walked back to class.
The day flew by, and soon, it was Saturday evening, and he had just rung the doorbell to the Munson’s house. Mike was well dressed and even wearing cologne - something Eddie didn’t let slide as he opened the front door.
“Wheeler, my paladin” he threw an arm around Mike’s shoulder. “All dressed up and smelling like a million bucks… Tryna get lucky with some girl?”
“One could only hope” he chuckled in response, trying to keep his cool. “Is the gang here already?”
“Nah, you’re early” Eddie shrugged. There were other people there, mostly his cousins and other older friends. “But make yourself at home, I’ll get you a drink”
Mike entered the house, quickly greeting the people sitting on the couch before heading to the kitchen. There, his eyes sparkled as he saw you - but he couldn’t say anything.
“There” Eddie said, as he entered the kitchen, “y/n is gonna fix you up with some good ol’ liquid courage, won’t you, kiddo?”
“Sure thing, birthday boy” you smiled at your big brother before locking eyes with Mike, “What’s your poison, Wheeler?”
“A-anything goes, I guess” Mike stuttered, trying to come off as nonchalant and failing. Eddie had left the kitchen to answer the front door again, and that sure made both of you drop your shoulders and relax.
“Why didn’t you call me back?” Mike whispered as you poured him a Cuba Libre.
“This house was packed from dawn to dusk today, lover boy” you shook your head, lips barely moving. It was risky to even talk like that with Eddie around. “But I’ll keep my promise, or you can fancy me a good spank to my ass to put me in my place” you winked, handing him the drink and leaving the kitchen to mingle with your cousins as if nothing had happened.
Not long after that, the rest of the gang showed up, and soon, the house was full of people and the music was blasting. Lights were slightly dimmed, creating the perfect atmosphere for a good make out - Mike had already seen Lucas grabbing Max to sit her on the kitchen counter whilst they kissed, and that was enough to make him crave you even more.
Ugh, where were you?
He was leaning against a wall with another drink in his lips when you passed by, alone, one of your hands seemingly balled up in a fist. You looked angry, and slowed down your pace, not fully stopping in front of him, but almost doing so.
You furtively shoved something in his right back pocket, walking towards the stairs as you gave him a dirty glance. Mike, still with his back mostly against the wall, discreetly reached for whatever it was that you had given him, not even pulling it out of his pocket to see it, only to suppress a gasp and get a painful erection: it was a tiny, lacey piece of fabric. You had just left your panties in his pocket.
The low cut top and red vinyl skirt you were wearing made his mouth water as soon as he saw you, but now, with nothing underneath the skirt, he felt hypnotized with lust. How could you be so naughty?
He waited a minute or so, until nobody could notice him, and quickly walked up the stairs to meet you in your bedroom.
“Finally, now I can get you all to myself” he said, arms around your waist as you let him in and locked the door. “You have no idea how much I need you”
Mike pressed you up against the door and kissed you, delighted, moaning onto your mouth as his hands grabbed your waist hungrily. You felt a shiver of pleasure down your spine, your hands pulling the hair of his nape gently, your hips bucking against his, desperate for any sort of contact.
You could barely breathe as he towered over you, right hand creeping up your thigh as you two made out. That vinyl skirt was surely driving him crazy, but as hot as you looked in it, he was desperate to see it hit the floor.
“Touch me, Mikey, I need you so much” you moaned in his ear, nibbling softly on his earlobe, giving him goosebumps. “I need to cum for you so bad, love”
Mike had had a drink or two that evening, but if truth had to be told, he was drunk on you. Drunk on your kiss, on your smell, on your body. His hand forced your legs further apart and two of his fingers found their way into your dripping cunt in a mere second.
You stifled a louder moan by biting his neck, your hands now under his t-shirt, scratching his back. His fingers thrusted into you a few times before circling your clit in a feather light motion, getting your knees to buckle.
“Right there, baby, yes” you moaned as he supported your faltering body.
“Right here, baby girl, yeah?” he whispered to your ear. Those risky moments really made him loosen up, it was always so good to hear him talk like that. “Are you gonna cum for me like the slutty little princess you are?”
He kept touching your clit in a perfect rhythm, biting his own swollen lips as the vision of you coming undone struck him. Your mouth opened and your eyes rolled, your vision growing white for a minute, as your body shook in pleasure. Mike thought he would never get used to seeing you cum for him - it was the perfect sight.
“Y/N, ARE YOU UP THERE???” Eddie yelled from down the stairs. “I REALLY NEED TO…” he finished the phrase, but you were too startled to hear it.
“Come again?!” you yelled, trying not to pay attention to Mike’s hand still up your skirt.
“You want to cum again, love? It’s my pleasure to help” he chuckled, fingers curling inside you in the perfect angle to get you to squirt in a couple more minutes. How did he get so good at that?
“No playing games, lover boy” you grabbed his face harshly, nearly slapping him. “We’ll continue this later. Now, if you want to save your skin, make sure you only leave my room after I get Eddie and everyone else out of the way, ok?”
Mike nodded, eyes widening and body squirming in panic as he heard knocking on the door. “Under the bed” you mouthed at him, quite startled yourself, as he complied immediately.
“Just a minute, Eds” you yelled, turning to the mirror and fixing yourself - quickly brushing your hair back in place with your fingers and cleaning the red lipstick smudges off your face.
You took a deep breath to recompose yourself, and as if nothing had happened, you opened the door.
“There you are” Eddie said, seeming a bit annoyed. “We’re about to sing happy birthday, why were you here all this time? I couldn’t find my lighter to light the candles, I was hoping to borrow yours”
“Oh” you shook your head. “It was nothing, just ran out of social battery, I guess.” You turned around to reach for your silver glittery lighter on your desk. “But my lighter is right here. Should we get downstairs then?”
“You’ve been so weird lately, munchkin” Eddie said, rubbing your cold arm, a worried expression on his face. “Is anyone bothering you?”
“W-what?” fuck, you stuttered. Now he wouldn’t be 100% convinced of that answer. Better think of an actual excuse. “No, totally not.” you fidgeted, trying to clear your mind. “I’m just really worried about school too, you know, the tests have been much harder this semester…”
“Don’t let that ruin your night, please” he punched your arm softly, big-brother style. “You work way too hard on your grades for that fancy school, you need to have some fun too. Now, let’s go light that ugly cake on fire”
“Hey! I made that cake” you slapped him, laughing, as he put his arm around your shoulder and guided you downstairs.
Mike waited for your voices to wane before discreetly walking downstairs. The happy birthday song started almost immediately, and after it was over and everyone was eating your cake (aesthetically dubious, yes, but pretty good taste-wise), Eddie spotted him.
“Wheeler boy, I didn’t see you all night” Eddie laughed, pulling him aside and handing him a piece of cake, which he took with a shy smile. “But that red lipstick on your face is pretty telling of your whereabouts… Got lucky with some girl, didn’t you? Who was it?”
“You know, I-I don’t kiss and tell” he laughed nervously as you cut more slices of the cake for the rest of the guests across the room.
“It’s better not to, you’re right” Eddie tapped his shoulders. “Uncle Wayne always says that those who keep quiet as they eat get to have both lunch and dinner” the boys laughed, and Eddie soon left to chat with other guests.
The night was far from over, and so was your lover boy’s lust. Now that the guests would start leaving, you had to come up with a plan to get him to spend the night.
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Love note from Nina: part 3 coming soon, lovelies, I promise 🎀
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Saturnians Who Love Animals 🦆🦀🐟🐂🐒🐼🐱🦊🦁🙀
In my first post about Saturnians, I had included examples of several Saturnian individuals who were known for abusing animals. It is a very sensitive topic and I did not intend to say that it is the nature of Saturn to abuse animals, only that it's one of the violent, brutal "dark" or "negative" manifestations of the planet. Claire's research had shown that Ketu ruled naks were most prominent among serial killers but that does not mean every Ketuvian is a potential criminal. Every planet and nakshatra has good and bad manifestations. The same qualities can be projected differently by different individuals. Saturn causes delay and obstructions, some pay turn to devotion and discipline in the face of it and others may turn cold, cruel and bitter. How you manifest your chart depends on what is in your heart as a human being.
All that said, I thought I'd include examples of some Saturnians who are complete animal lovers<333
Lisa from Blackpink, UBP Sun & stellium (Venus, Saturn, Ketu)
She has 5 cats (Leo, Luca, Lily, Louis, and Lego) and one dog (Love)
Salma Hayek, UBP Moon
Hayek loves animals and has over 30 pets, including dogs, cats, alpacas, parrots, chickens, fishes, horses, geese, rabbits, hamsters, one owl, and more.
Mariah Carey, UBP Sun at one point had 8 dogs. I am not sure how many she has right now but she def has at least 2 dogs
Jin from BTS, UBP Moon and his iconic dog, Jjangu
Miley Cyrus, Anuradha Sun & Mercury
She currently has eight dogs named Angel, Barbie, Happy, Bean, Emu, Kate Moss, Tani and Daisy, a pig named Puddles, two Horses named Pumpkin & Dumplin and three Cats named Lilo, Kiki and Harlem.
Angelina Jolie, Venus & Rising in Pushya
In my last post I had cited an interview of hers from the 90s where she openly admitted to hurting animals when she was younger but things seem different now that she has kids of her own.
She and her kids have a bunny, snake, and lizard. As of 2020, the family had an English bulldog, two pugs, and a Rottweiler.
Jane Goodall, Anuradha Moon & Rising
she is an iconic primatologist and anthropologist
Chrissy Teigen, Anuradha Moon & Mercury
She has four dogs and a bearded dragon
Selena Gomez, Pushya Sun & Rising
She has 2 dogs, Daisy & Winnie
Kaley Cuoco, Anuradha Sun & Stellium (Mercury & Saturn)
At Cuoco's ranch in Thousand Oaks, northwest of Los Angeles, there are horses, donkeys, chickens, goats, cows and pigs. she also has 4 rescue dogs.
#saturn#anuradha#ubp#pushya#jyotish#vedic astrology#vedic astro notes#sidereal astrology#nakshatras#astrology#astroblr#astrology observations#astrology notes#astro notes#astro observations
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💖Witchcraft Correspondence: Love💖
Love is one of the parts of life humans chase after in many ways. Not just in ways of romantic desire and sexual interactions but the love of family, friends and love of oneself. It is a common topic when it comes to magic and divination so with that - may this be an easy reference for all of you looking to incorporate love of any kind into your craft. Please note: this isn't every possible correspondence out there - this is more a quick reference guide. Happy witching~
💖Herbs for Love: Anise, Basil, Bay, Catnip, Chamomile, Cinnamon, Coriander/Cilantro, Clove, Damiana, Dill, Fennel, Ginger, Hawthorne, Hibiscus, Jasmine, Lavender, Lemon Balm, Meadowsweet, Myrrh, Parsley, Rose, Rose Hip, Rosemary, Saffron, Sage, Spearmint, Thyme, Vanilla, Valerian, Yarrow
💖 Flowers for Love: Aster, Baby's-Breath, Bleeding Heart, Carnation, Cherry Blossom, Daffodil, Geranium, Hyacinth, Iris, Jasmine, Lavender, Lilac, Orchid, Rose, Sunflower, Tulip
💖 Fruit for Love: Apple, Apricot, Avocado, Banana, Cherry, Cranberry, Fig, Guava, Lemon, Lime, Mango, Nectarine, Orange, Papaya, Passion Fruit, Pomegranate, Peach, Pear, Plum, Raspberry, Strawberry
💖 Vegetables for Love: Artichoke, Asparagus, Beet, Carrot, Celery, Cucumber, Endive, Leek, Lettuce, Onion, Peas, Pumpkin, Radish, Sweet Pea, Tomato, Zucchini
💖 Foods for Love: Chocolate, Pistachio, Rye Bread, Sugar (sweets), Wine
💖 Crystals for Love: Agate, Amber, Amethyst, Aquamarine, Carnelian, Emerald, Garnet, Green Aventurine, Kunzite, Lapis Lazuli, Malachite, Moonstone, Obsidian, Onyx, Pink Topaz, Pink Tourmaline, Pink Quartz (dyed), Rhodochrosite, Rhodonite, Tiger's Eye, Rose Quartz, Ruby
💖 Oils for Love: Anise, Basil, Bay, Birch, Cardamom, Clove, Ginger, Grapefruit, Jasmine, Juniper, Lemongrass, Lemon, Lime, Marjoram, Mints, Myrrh, Rose, Rosemary, Vanilla
💖 Incense/Scents for Love: Amber, Bamboo, Catnip, Cedarwood, Chamomile, Cinnamon, Dragon's Blood, Ginger, Jasmine, Lavender, Patchouli, Rose, Rosewood, Sandalwood, Vanilla, Ylang-ylang
💖 Colors for Love: Pink, Red, White, Orange, Purple, Gold, Silver
💖 Moon Phase for Love: New Moon, Waxing, Full Moon
💖 Day of Week for Love: Friday
💖 Elements for Love: Fire, Water
💖 Zodiac for Love Virgo, Taurus, Cancer, Leo, Gemini, Pisces
💖 Planets for Love: Venus, Moon
💖 Animals for Love: Beaver, Butterfly, Cow, Crane, Dolphin, Dove, Elephant, Flamingo, Hare, Horse, Ladybug, Lion, Lovebird, Owl, Penguin, Starfish, Swan
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#the true green queen
Lady Alyrie Hightower (née Florent) was no one’s fool, and she knew exactly the sort of man her husband Otto was when she married him and she loved him for it. She loved that even as he was being claimed by his illness he had their sweet little daughter whisper to the Old King that her mother would be such a good Hand, an honor to his Good Queen. All were stunned by the announcement, but Lady Alyrie did not let the whispers cow her.
Prince Viserys and Prince Daemon did her the honor of attending her husband’s funeral, although Daemon it seemed was there to taunt her. “The Tower of the Hand can be lonely, My Lady Hand. Do call on me… at any hour.”
She knew the man well enough to know what he wanted, a sting of the queen bee or the honey she guarded viciously. “I’m so grateful for your thoughtfulness, My Prince.”
She had surprised him, but she saw she had chosen right: he would follow her into the Seven Hells just to believe he had stolen her husband’s sweet wife.
He was not a patient man, too used to whores who spread their legs as soon as coin or status was proffered. It was easy to feign piety, the guilt of a woman conflicted by her soft heart and the weakness of needing comfort. The Prince ever sought to touch her, and ever she turned him away with a pained: “My Prince, I cannot.”
Close to a year of teasing came before she ‘allowed’ herself to be seduced, to have the Prince strip her enough to claim her breasts with sweet kisses, but as his hand slid up her thigh she grew frightened.
“I am sorry, My Prince, I am sorry.” She pulled away, covering herself and trembling with a fear she had never had even as a maiden. “You are married. It is a sin.”
He tried to convince her, but she remained firm. He did not want to take her, he wanted to steal away her husband’s prized wife willingly.
“Would that I could set aside my Lady Wife. She is no beauty and I have never desired to claim her as I do you, My Lady.”
She feigned hesitance again. This would need to be done carefully. “You… have not lain with her?”
“I would not.”
“It… it could be set aside…”
She watched his eyes, filled with triumph, but also hunger for her and a desperate need to have what her husband had.
The annulment was a trivial raven to the Starry Sept, the wedding modest as her year of mourning had barely ended. Poor Alicent was too young to understand, barely ten, sad and hurt, but Alyrie cooed over her and told her this was what ladies did: strengthen their husband’s houses, or their father’s houses.
She played the whore on her wedding night, every touch a revelation, he was so big, he was so deep, it was so good, while she thought of long and lean fingers and a man who actually knew how to use his cock for a woman’s pleasure. She got what she wanted from him: his seed, she was not yet thirty, and she had always quickened easily.
Alyrie suffered him only long enough to bear an heir, a spare, and a daughter. Her second husband sadly passed, stabbed by some back alley whore arranged by the White Worm. The Queen passed tragically as well, and by then her daughter knew how to pleasure herself and fake her ardor, and she knew how to take her moon tea without argument.
When he grew weakened, the King (with her sage guidance) named her boy Gaemon, rider of Vermathor, as his heir, her daughter Daenys, rider of Silverwing, to be his betrothed and future queen.
It was a simple matter to see his hippocras well-sweetened with lead.
After the coronation of her son, she wandered the halls of the Great Sept, going down to the tomb she often visited in secret.
“Mother?” Gaemon was still touch young, he still needed his mother and regent. “Who is this?”
She placed a hand on the grave. “My first Lord Husband, Alicent and Gwayne’s father. He was Hand before me, Otto Hightower. He was quite a wise man. You remember his house words?”
“We Light the Way!” Gaemon answered with clear pride at his good memory.
“I will do the same for you, my darling.”
ADORE THIS SO MUCH!!!!!!!!! No, seriously, we all should have been writing this show !
She is so good at manipulating the rogue Prince, whispering the words he desired to hear so well and acted so good for him.
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Hi!its my chart😊
Hello, thanks for participating.
Your divine archetype:
🌊🐉❄ The gentle, strong and purifying raw feminine⚔🕊🔥
Your goddesses:
Before I list them, I want to say that these first few goddesses are archetypically extremely similar and relate to your moon nakshatra_ Uttara Bhadrapada. Upon reflecting on your chart, I can filter out one or two that fit better with your unique energy overall, but you might connect with others more. Trust yourself
Frigg_ Norse goddess of love, marriage, fate, spinning, childbirth.
A well known figure in Norse mythology, wife of Odin, the highest standing deity in the pantheon(rivaled only by Freya). Frigg herself is a very influential figure, but her presence and power are still and silent.
Frigg carries a girdle and keys. She holds secrets but never speaks of them, and is said to know the fate of everyone and everything.
Her archetype is basically the same as that of Greco-Roman Hera/Juno. Although their husbands(Zeus and Jupiter) are the same archetype as Thor, unlike the Norse thunder god they're the highest standing in their pantheons. (In greek mythos the possible archetype of Odin_ Kronos had been defeated). And these goddesses are all their counterparts.
Another similar goddess who could be places within that archetype is Hathor, Egyptian goddess of motherhood, sky, love, dance, pleasure. She is often symbolised by and depicted as a cow, Uttara Bhadrapada's yoni animal.
Hera and Juno might resonate with you but I think Frigg and Hathor might resonate more. Hathor has strong Venusian qualities and is also associated with the evening star. Your ketu in P. Phalguni in the 4th house, as well as Venus atmakaraka in Purva Ashadha make you a very pleasure-loving person, also pretty private about it. Frigg also is a goddess of love but her silence and silent knowing is a big charachteristic that sets her apart, that makes her Ketu like in a sense, in my opinion(Pisces, U. Bhadra's sign, does have associations with Ketu) and might resonate with your Mula sun. Frigg and Hathor are also both giddesses of the sky. Uttara Bhadrapada is the stage of your primal(sexual) energy gaining wings and ascending, symbolised by the winged serpent.
If you want to find more goddesses with similar characteristics, look into sky, marriage, love goddesses with a queenly status.
Uttara Bhadrapada and Mula are both about the core/raw truth and the purity of it. They are the final stages of the two most passive planets(Saturn and Ketu) and both relate to mastery of the self. Krittika nakshatra, your ascendant, is the purification in order to achieve precision. It's also related to purity. All in all your energy is internally(or maybe sometimes externally too) fierce and determined, relentless and resilient, even though outwardly that strength might manifest as calm and tranquility. There is a strong urge to not settle and to get the core truth of anything and to maintain that state by any means possible.
Egyptian Ma'at is the goddess of truth related to Mula. She's the goddess who weighs deceased people's hearts against a feather to determine whether or not they're pure enough. The devourer_ Ammit is on her side, also sometimes recognized as a goddess, ready to consume the unworthy.
I have to mention the archetype of Hestia as well. She is the goddess that Cronos first devoured, the eldest child of the titan with Rhea. She respresents the burning fire of the hearth. Roman Vesta is her equivalent and in my opinion, Celtic Brigid belongs to their archetype too. Brigid is the smith, the poet, the nurturer, associated with fire and healing.
In a way, all three goddess archetypes of your big three nakshatras have a theme of purity, despite being different overall.
I also have to speak about the indicators of a fierce and discrimnatory nature in your chart. The Scorpio placements, including Mars in Jyeshta, Venus atmakaraka in Purva Ahadha and Ketu in Purva Phalguni_ these are the indicators of force and passion being what help you reach the state of truth and purity. So, fire and hearth goddesses seemed only right.
So, this is the description I could conjure with the chart😭 I hope it's helpful and interesting. As I said, this is not meant to make you connect with every single one of these, so apply your discernment and critical thinking here.
Please send a feedback💕 and have a nice day.
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Filthy smut abt jay/anwar with a dom gf that makes them genuinely overstimulated up to shivering/quivering point 🧍🧍🧍
Loml (Jay x f!reader, 18+)
Hey you 💕 It's my birthday today and I'm not having a good one. I've requested one fic for Jay Menha before and it was perfect! If was wondering if I can request another Jay fic? It can be whatever you want. Thank you, so, sooo much for bringing me such joy with your Rahul Kohli and Dev Patel fics 💜💜💜💜💜
A/N: It could be longer, could be filthier, but I'm still getting back into the swing of things. Enjoy xx
Jay Menha, since the moment you met, had been the epitome of a good boy. This had been demonstrated through your years-long relationship at him somehow finding a way to get every door for you. He carried your bags whenever his hands were free, and for you, they'd always be free.
And now he was underneath you, fighting for his life.
You didn't remember how exactly this disagreement started, but you weren't exactly wracking your brain to figure out how. He was completely bare underneath you, and you'd had the fantastic idea of keeping his member between the folds of you. He'd finished just a minute ago, stick and wet between the two of you, and you weren't intending on letting up.
Jay was so pretty when he pants, when he begs for you.
He leaned right up and you gave him a mean kiss, one that gets a loud, wet whine. He's so stoic, it's lovely that he can be safe with you. In a moment of inspiration, you take your teeth to his lower lip, and
He was throbbing, whining, trying not to let the frustration bubble up and out of him. You've got your fingers intertwined, tightly, as you ground down onto him
He was so pathetic, trying to speak. You knew Jay, better than anyone, and the look in his eyes when he was trying to get words out ... oh... he's such a romantic your heart could barely handle it.
Big, soft cow eyes staring up at you like you were the only woman in the world, wet eyes that want to promise you the moon, and deliver.
A dull squelch ekes out of your pussy, and it only makes you ride him harder, the pressure of your clit on the base of his cock? Immaculate.
The air was buzzing, Jay had long since lost track of time, the pleasant feeling under his skin, threatening to escape had taken hold.
Your lovely, your skin, your warmth your smell, and he smiled, which you return with all teeth, leaning down to bite his neck. You didn't stop until you tasted iron, just the way he likes.
You growled, like a proper succubus.
His moan was loud in your ear, his hair tickled your nose. He'd been letting it grow long, and you would never allow him to cut it again.
It was too much, and absolutely beautiful, feeling his hardness break into heat underneath you. Pathetic, you thought, what a sticky mess.
He twitched and shook under the prison of your thighs, gasping and twitching, fearing his heart would burst from his chest.
You'd nearly killed him, again. And you'd proceed to do so throughout the night.
You were absolutely evil, some sort of avenging goddess who saw fit to take what she wanted from him, and Jay fully intended to lay down and be of use to you.
That's all he wants really, to be of use to you.
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I got a wonderful comment on "Chalaza" today about how strong my Bdubs dialogue and his inner monologues come across!! :)
He's my favorite to dialogue for in the whole Pixels Imperfect series, so here's a compilation of Bdubs Bits I love in various 'fics of mine:
Martyn is dead, but unfortunately, no one's had the chance to tell that to Martyn. Martyn's in a fishbowl. Well, like… Martyn's soul is in the fishbowl- his skin fell in the Void. Or maybe got vaporized? Not sure. He looks like glowing blue smoothie stuff, complete with weird sprinkle colors, but Bdubs is pretty sure Etho would strangle him if he tried putting Martyn in a cup. Can you get drunk on real souls like you can on raw binary code? Huh…
Nobody in New Star Station's ever seen nothing like this. Or if they have, they sure haven't said that to Bdubs. Etho said the guy's trying to fight a system overload - Martyn; Martyn's trying (Etho says) - but it sure is violent. Geez…
"Chalaza" - Chapter 1
"Scar," Bdubs is saying, and Bdubs has his full wingspan on display. Saliva's dribbling from one corner of his mouth. His eyes are lanterns washing the road, electric green like lamps made of limes. "I love you. Oh, of course I love you… but it's not a full moon. That's our feed!"
[...]
"The hour's mine," Bdubs says again, trembling where he crouches on his hands and feet. His tail smacks once against the floor, wings flaring up. "I'm the devs' perfect killing machine. Aren't you scared?"
One and a Half Birds - Chapter 15
"Why… Why are we eating worms? Are we that low on resources already? I thought we had cows. Why would you do that?"
"Protein." Then, probably since Impulse still looks miffed and is getting miffed-er by the second, he tosses in, "Oh, quit complaining… The wheat is fresh! I just- Like, I just barely made it on the crafting table not five minutes ago. It's only got worms because I just pulled it from the dirt. Not because it's gone gross. It's got nothing to do with that. I don't eat old worms."
"You don't know how old those worms were."
"Babies. It's a new series, Impulse."
Scar, from the distance, "You ate a baby!?"
"Hickory (You Dick)ory Dock"
“Did you get the cobwebs?”
“Oh! Forgot. It was that witch, poking around here. She got me turned around.” Bdubs flapped his hand, already trotting off to get his sword. The sword should be a great way to pull cobwebs off the ceiling, right? You can twist ‘em up like cotton candy. If baby spiders are a thing, they probably crunch real nice on every bite. He checked back only once. And Etho stood there, shivering above a puddle on the floor. “Hey. You should strip. You’re gonna freeze to death.”
“S’okay. Spawn’s not that far.”
“All right… It’s your funeral. And if you die, I’m not burying your body in drippy clothes. That’s how you get mold. That’s how you respawn as a drowned or something.”
"Do Fish People Dream of Magic Gloves?"
"Um…" There's context here. Probably. Impulse pulls back anyway, exhaling hard. "I never had a flock before I joined the New Star portal hub. I had Skizz."
"You didn't have a flock?" Bdubs leans across the bed, eyes shining with invasive curiosity now. The mattress squeaks and dips. When Impulse tightens his lips, Bdubs throws his arms to either side. "Oh, no way! I was there when Skizz brought you to the station! They called me in to check you out! You were spawned beneath the full moon like me, right? 'Course you were; it shows. Only phantom hybrid I ever met whose wingspan beat out mine. 'Never had a flock;' Judas priest… I don't believe that for a second." He slaps the lower part of Impulse's back, which jolts them both as they briefly drain half a heart. They tick up again. Bdubs falls back on the bed with a whump. "Impulse, I was drooling over you and I wasn't even insecure about my status. You were captain material if ever I saw one."
"Like Newlyweds Do"
Getting Impulse into bed takes Herculean effort, and trying to cuddle him is a fight like you wouldn't believe. He's always so stubborn! For real, he acts like plopping his head down on actual pillows is an affront to nature and everything in it. And for what, huh? There's no way that makes him happy. Literally no way.
[...]
See, every relationship's gotta have that one guy who takes initiative. Otherwise, how are you gonna get anywhere? This is basic roleplay 101. He's the instigator; he'll break the ice. This is fine!
Aren't they supposed to be husbands in this game? Husbands should cuddle, probably. Bdubs pushes his shoulder again - shaking it, really - and whispers, "Hey… Are you still up?" in an attempt to get him to turn over.
[...]
"Shut up. Hey, come on. If you didn't want to roleplay married life with me, you wouldn't have agreed to be my husband. You're in love with me."
Impulse makes an excessively rude gesture over his shoulder with one hand, not turning over in the slightest. Bdubs sucks in a gasp, writhing up through the bed sheets, and shakes him back and forth again.
"Hey! You can't do that! What are you tryna say, huh?"
"You Can Sleep While I Drive"
Bdubs is the next to speak up, lifting his head. "Mom, we don't hunt in the Fox Dragon's territory. Scott's asked us not to leave the perimeter. So we don't."
"Your talents are wasted here, BdoubleO100."
"Not wasted." His hands are shaking, though. Martyn stretches out one foot, laying his ankle against Bdubs' own. I've got you, he says in the silence, and Bdubs relaxes his fingertips out from fists. He clears his throat. "I'm a proud captain. I hunt not only for my flock, but for anyone in New Star who can't. That's real noble."
"So it's about the sport?"
"It's about providing."
"Why is InTheLittleWood hungry?"
Another wave of silence crashes down around the table. Martyn's stare is on the numbers in his drinking glass. His hands are in his lap. Bdubs looks at Linda, then at Martyn. Then at Linda again. "Huh?"
Again: "Why is InTheLittleWood hungry?"
"Martyn's fine! He's got his own special hunting ground. He's fine."
"Mum's the Word"
"Why'd you come here in the middle of the night?" Bdubs asks, settling down on the bottom step. He folds his hands in his lap (in the wide, floppy hem of Impulse's shirt, which Etho is not looking at and certainly isn't jealous of). "Must be something big."
"Um." Etho didn't think he'd get this far. Maybe some part of him had still been operating on Yellow Etho instinct, because Yellow Etho wanders and bolts and flutters aimlessly around. He's grateful (maybe) that he opted not to put his chestplate on. He burrows his hands in the hem of his own shirt and kneads them together, much the way Bdubs is doing. "I just… need to talk. I'm having issues with my aggro. With Joel."
That gets Bdubs' attention. "Trouble in paradise? Oh, is this about the bite marks? I saw those. You know, I asked Joel at the pool party and he said you'd been hurting him just about every night. He seemed ready to kick you out. Take back his boat. Were those all from your aggro? He looked like he'd fallen in a pit of zombies!"
[...] "Um… I mean, I wouldn't say living with Joel is ever paradise… But I am having aggro problems. I can't… keep it down."
"I can go all night," Bdubs brags with a hand to his chest, and Impulse snorts on the landing above.
[... Etho] leaves down the hall to go clean. Bdubs follows him, leaving Impulse behind. As Etho starts scraping glass chunks together, Bdubs leans against the couch arm and shakes his head.
"I don't know why you get so worked up about it, Etho. Aggro's not gross. It's natural! We're all adults here; we've got needs! If Joel can't accept that, maybe he's not the right partner for you."
"I've been biting myself," Etho repeats, because Bdubs clearly got lost in the metaphor. Bdubs ignores him, tugging on the edge of his blindfold.
"Hey, there are plenty of salmon in the river. There are other husbands. I'll set you up. Grian and Scar are really going through it; do you like Scar?"
The glass makes a screeching sound as Etho scrapes it together with the broom. "Joel's not my husband." Etho doesn't know what relationship he and Joel are roleplaying. They're not roleplaying much of anything, which severely blurs the lines. Joel never did stop wearing Etho's shirt. He still does, and it's melded with the code of his current skin, and it's confusing and Etho never did ask. "He's my soulmate."
Bdubs shrugs, releasing the bandana. "If you're not comfortable… We could offer you a place to stay here. Impulse and I can put you up. You could join our polycule."
There's a shatter of glass in the kitchen. Followed by thumping palms on the counter, followed by an intake of breath. "Our. WHAT!?"
"Canadian Idiot"
The dogs. Oh, those stupid dogs. They snap at his heels as he tears through the pines as fast as his shoddy boots can take him. He lost one back in the river. He fell. Lost Impulse along the way- they're… they're separated now. Not in roleplay; not the marriage. The marriage is fine! Bdubs has the wedding oath clock on a gold chain around his neck, bouncing up and down against his chest with every flying step he takes. Impulse looked okay, though, like the 'maybe not drowning' kind of fine. He's not. Bdubs would feel it if he were drowning.
His crossbow bangs on every other tree trunk as he sprints across the snow. The dogs are freakin' everywhere. Is this all Pearl's been doing when they play? She never had a soulmate to cuddle up to, so she just kept breeding dogs? There's like a dozen of them, all with huge paws scooping the snow and flinging it behind them on every leap.
Gotta get outta the snow… Where's the- Where's this snowy forest end? I saw the drop-off just a second ago. The wolves prob'ly won't follow over the cliff. Bdubs has a water bucket. The dogs don't. And he'll let them fall. He will, maybe. He doesn't care- they're just stupid dogs. And he likes dogs, but these ones haven't been cuddly puppies in a long time.
"Seeing Scarlet"
I don't need NOBODY'S social approval or permission. That's my husband. Still gets his tail wagging and everything, even if he doesn't show it. Gosh, isn't he a sweetie? He and Impulse don't always wear their rings, 'cuz it's not like that as often in the Between dimension now like it used to be, but it's… You know. It's still clocks and hugs and elbows in the chest, even if it's not all mwah-mwahs and low-roaming, backside-squeezing hands.
Well. Sometimes it is. I mean, why shouldn't it be? They both had fun. No one's mad at them for it. See, that's the lovely thing about Impulse- ain't he sweet? Bdubs can turn the roleplay on and off with him, and Impulse just goes along with everything. He's wonderful. It's a real shame there aren't more Impulses, because everyone deserves to hang out with him from time to time.
Bdubs tries to find a better place to stand where he's not getting pushed at and stepped on. Not that he can feel it, but it's the principle of the thing. Since he is one of the two shortest in their gang (though he's loath to admit it), maybe he needs a place near the front.
He pushes forward. Souls blur together, blue and overlapping, and the glowing doesn't help with the identity stuff like at all. He can pick out Tango (facing away from him) by the enormous white gash scarred down his right shoulder. Not pointing fingers, but that one's a Bdubs original. You're welcome for helping you look so cool, you're turning heads.
"The Man He Sets His Spawn With"
Impulse keeps breathing. His chest heaves, eyes unraveling Bdubs' entire code and piecing him together again. His gaze dips low, then lifts like a boat at sea. His fingers clench tighter around the sword hilt, which rattles like broken glass in his hand.
"… If I kill you, you just respawn… and I've broken the rules. I'll get in trouble. That's not what I want." Impulse recites it like he's explaining all of this to his first-year self. One hand claws through Bdubs' hair, feeling for… something? It pulls. He's silent. Bdubs keeps breathing too. Then Impulse dips the sword tip lower, against the bobbing spot of his throat. He's really leaning forward funny to get the angle. Maybe 'cuz he's a slime, he's sticky and won't fall. Maybe he's got perma-crouched benefits. Maybe perma-Swift Sneak. At least he's blocking most the rain. Then Impulse whispers, "I think this… isn't how I fix this. Maybe we can just… talk about what happened in 3rd Life? About the betrayal?"
Bdubs gawks up at him, bleeding horror out from every shake. "Can't you just kill me?"
Sparks dribble from Impulse's cheeks, mingled with lightning static and slime blobs and the rain. He's still clutching Bdubs' hair, the sword all too tight against his neck. "Just apologize for betraying me! We were Day 1 alliance in 3rd Life- You, me, and Cleo!"
"Yeah? And I was Cleo's dearly devoted husband back then, and you our 'secret girlfriend' who wanted to get under the armor of everybody on the server; what's your point, Littlefinger?" Bdubs jabs a finger up at him. "Do you want a Get Well Soon card or something? Maybe a care package? A subscription to the Mod of the Month club?"
Dog's Life - Chapter 19
Bdubs paces between them, pulling the throat of his mossy cloak over and over again. A classy gold clock bounces on his hip. "You… you can't do that! You outrank her! This is- Oh, this is gonna be big… This is gonna be the biggest thing people talk about for months. You're getting fed by someone you outrank… Oh, wait 'til BigB finds out about this. Heck, wait 'til the rest of the flock finds out! They're gonna be all over you!" He throws his hands in the air- "Is everybody breaking rules today?"
Aw, geez… Martyn bristles. Cleo shuffles out of the way. "I'm hungry." It's a statement, not a whine. Did he forget I needed food tonight?
Bdubs shoots him a look of pure disgust, his nose all squashed and lip hooked high. "So? Go hunt something. I hunted tonight, and I don't even have wings. Cleo too! It's not like it's hard."
"Bdubs-" Cleo cuts in, but neither looks at her. Martyn flaps out his wings, but Bdubs stays stubborn and glowering all the while.
"Are you gonna watch the eggs while I do that?"
Bdubs laughs. It's a cackle, edged with ribbons of the infamous phantom shriek. He throws back his head. "Freakin' no! I'm not putting in the work just so you get credit for it!"
Dog's Life - Chapter 21
And a bonus sneak peek of this jungle duo scene coming in Dog's Life Chapter 61 (Give or take):
“That’s okay. I’m proud of you for trying. Do you want more?”
Grian shakes his head, pushing his plate across the table. “I shouldn’t. I’m an omnivore; I can eat other things. Anivores eat first. Isn’t that proper?”
“You don’t have to eat it,” Bdubs tells him, pushing the plate back. “But phantoms, we say the souls of insects are for the birds. It’s your right as much as mine. All predators can eat the prey. It’s the abandoned things that get snapped up by phantomkind.”
“Yeah, but I don’t need it.”
“Does your hunger meter fill when you eat souls?”
“That’s not the point.”
Bdubs shrugs. He stabs his fork in another piece of soul, then brings it to his mouth. “More for me, then. But I’m serious, G… You should figure out what you want in life. Unlearn shame! Why deny yourself the things that make you happy?” He takes the soul, tines sliding past teeth, as Grian watches with interest from across the table, his head tilted to one side. Bdubs reaches out to take another piece, and Grian’s breathing gets a little stronger. By this point, Bdubs is standing just to lean, stretching over the table and taking scraps two or three pieces at a time with the stabbing trident tines. As he draws them to his mouth, fangs on display and saliva dripping, he meets Grian’s wide eyes again. So the trident stalls.
“You want it, baby?”
“… Yes.”
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He is so ?!?? <3
#BdoubleO100#trafficfic#clock duo#impulseSV#Etho and Bdubs#Martyn InTheLittleWood#Double Life#The people love “Chalaza” for Bdubs opening Chapter 1 like a cannonball and you can hear every word skldfj#Chalaza#ridwriting#Dog's Life#Shout-out to#jungle duo#(My sillies)#Pixels Imperfect#Grian#trafficshipping#ridspoilers#Dog's Life spoilers#Long post#trafficblr#traffic life smp#mcyt
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Recommendation :
Jikook ABO pack dynamics
(oneshot series)
. Love is Blind by starlitberry, starlitvantae
. Starry eyes , a wolf thing by heyhosam
. your fingerprints on my heart by nimy
. There's No Accounting For Taste by mildlineurs
. The moon keeps calling out to me , but I only ever hear your name by fatal (cumrich)
. novis lupi by shadow_swan
. serious title (alt. bitch, I’m a cow) by rayfelle
. Lone wolf Jeon Jungkook in search of a pack and a mate by whalien_52 (Mockedspace)
. Worth the wait by kookministic
. Coming Back To You by puflkithes
. What I Would Give Up for You. (The World, if I Could) by bunchuu
. Beyond the River by sailingaway
. Silver Daisies by komii
. not by the moon by fallen_angles
. It's Always Been You by DiminieBun
. can't fight the moonlight by namusmoon (lunejoonie)
. Feral by MimiPeachy
. The Mountain by Gylliweed
. Cause I wanna (keep you close) by Nekka_Doka
. Moonlight piece of the forest by Nekka_Doka
. a sky full of stars by taexism (xxxism)
. Serenity by nimy
Hey guys!! Here is the the start of the abo series recommendations!
These are all one shot fictions.
I hope you like these fanfictions.
Please checkout the tags before reading the fiction.
Happy Reading ❤️💜
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I’m about to learn what the overlap is for Astrology and BG3 - I give to you my takes on the companions Big 3 (Sun, Moon, Rising)! Disclaimer: I did this on vibes alone
A quick break down for those unfamiliar: sun is ego, moon is emotional world both how we process and express emotion, rising is our house of self, how others perceive us., who we fundamentally come across as
Karlach: Taurus Sun, Leo Moon, Sag rising. Starting off strong and easy, girlie is a Sag rising without question, she loves spontaneity, good humor, trying new things, wants to explore and see the world and take it all in. Taurus sun, I think she’s a fairly grounded character and it takes a lot to make her angry - what she is angry about though are long standing grudges where people have done her quite dirty. Provoke the Bull, get the horns. Leo moon: she wants to illuminate and shine her optimism and love onto others. Has great hair, strong sense of humor, bold, a flair for the dramatic.
Gale: Pisces sun, Libra moon, Taurus rising. I had a surprisingly hard time with him. I think he’s a March Pisces specifically. He is a little delulu and has a huge imagination as well as capacity for empathy, humanitarianism. Romantic. Plus, baby cow eyes. Big water sign energy there. Taurus Rising: our boy is quite stubborn and enjoys a bit of lavishness from time to time. Conjures a bed instead of sex on the grass. The five senses matter a great deal to him - Taurus is ruled by Venus after all and is a very sensual sign. Great cook. The moon I struggled with and ultimately think he’s a Libra moon. He craves intellectual stimulation, strong people pleasing tendencies and also values relationships and partnerships. Very romantic. Libra moons thrive and seek out partnerships and as it’s an air sign, is also very intellectually driven and aroused by intelligence/harmony/beauty in all forms (arts, food, people)
Astarion: Cancer sun, Scorpio moon, Capricorn rising. No further questions your honor. In all seriousness, nothing screams moody, sarcastic vampire like Scorpio and cancer. Capricorn because of the restriction imposed upon him. All of these placements are really sweet to their people, everyone else.. well.. just keep your distance, darling
Shadowheart: Gemini Sun, Capricorn Moon, Scorpio rising. Girl is secretive and emo as heck, and emotionally cold and distant (AT FIRST!) Capricorn moons hold their cards close to their chest as do all Scorpio placements. Gemini for her fluctuating nature, enjoys talking, is a chameleon in many respects. Needs intellectual stimulation and likes the back and forth, can be a playful person
Lae’zel: Aries sun, Aqua Moon, Aries rising. As far as I’m concerned, she is the pinnical of Aries: head-strong, straightforward (sometimes at the expense of others), courageous, short tempered and outwardly aggressive as opposed to Scorpio or cap aggression which is more subtle. Lae’zel says what she means and means what she says. Impulsive. Can rub people the wrong way and is ultimately a lovey, soft hearted character once you get passed the sandpaper attitude. Aqua moon because they are humanitarian and look at the bigger picture, less squishy about their emotions yet have strong feelings. Tendency to Intellectualize emotions.
Wyll: Libra rising, Pisces moon, Sag sun. Sag because Wyll has a strong sense of duty and purpose, yet it’s coupled with a strong sense of freedom and zest for life. Expansive. Libra rising because he’s a good conversationalist, enjoys the arts and finer things, wants harmony and Justice, tries his best to avoid strong conflicts when he can. Pisces moon because I think our boy is so sweet and soft internally, and thinks and feels deeply about everything. Can feel misunderstood.
Bonus: (descriptions to come later if desired!)
Halsin: Gemini sun, Taurus Moon, Cancer rising
Minthara: Aqua Sun, Virgo Moon, Capricorn rising
Minsc: Leo sun, Gemini moon, Taurus rising
Jaheira: Capricorn sun, Cancer moon, Leo rising
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Yandere Dark Link with Shadow Zelda like S/O however the Shadow S/O can change appearance such as hiding from him and sometimes taunting him.
your wish is an order! But again remembering, sorry for my bad English, and I'm trying to get something more real and more horror :P
(problematic obsession, blood (if you squint), madness, I tried to do as much as I remembered from Legend of Zelda)
𝖄𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝕷𝖎𝖓𝖐 𝖂𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝔖/𝔒 𝕷𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖜 𝖅𝖊𝖑𝖉𝖆 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖂𝖍𝖔 𝕮𝖆𝖓 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊 𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖊
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂 (𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡)
Headcanon and Fanfic (in a more realistic way)
"I believe that Dark Link would have a greater interest in their significant other if they could shapeshift; their obsession would be intensified. Furthermore, I believe that now Dark Link would be more cautious with their significant other, always keeping an eye on them 24/7 to avoid being deceived. Additionally, I think Dark Link would use their significant other's shapeshifting abilities for themselves (cough, perhaps to confuse the original Link)."
Dark Link, a distorted reflection of Link's inner darkness, has always been drawn to the enigmatic Shadow S/O. This mysterious figure, resembling Zelda but with the ability to change appearance at will, was a constant source of fascination and obsession for him.
The ever-changing appearance of the S/O was both a blessing and a curse for Dark Link. It kept him on edge, always searching for the true form behind the shadows. At times, they would appear as a hauntingly beautiful vision of his ideal partner, seducing him with their charm and grace. Other times, they would transform into grotesque and terrifying forms, causing his heart to race with a mixture of fear and despair.
Dark Link's obsession grew with each encounter, his love becoming more distorted and maddening. He scoured the dark corners of Hyrule, desperate to find his indescribable S/O. He would face monsters and solve puzzles, all in the hope of capturing their hearts and preventing them from escaping once again.
If S/O attempted to escape using their powers, I believe Dark Link would become even more intense in this situation, likely marking some part of their S/O with a hot iron branded with his initials (those of a cow and with magic to last longer). This way, if they changed their form, Dark Link would know who his S/O was and to whom they belonged. Dark Link's obsession had blinded him to the danger of this twisted romance. He was willing to do anything to keep Shadow S/O by his side, even if it meant resorting to darker and more violent methods.
Dark Link was consumed by jealousy and despair. His desire to keep S/O by his side had turned into an insatiable hunger. He would leave dark gifts in hidden corners of their world, signs of his affection and devotion, but S/O always seemed to elude him.
Dark Link's obsession had reached a detrimental level to his health. He could feel the seductive presence of his beloved Shadow S/O, but he never knew when or how she would manifest. It was a tantalizing dance of love and madness from which he couldn't escape.
One night, as the moon cast mysterious shadows on the forest floor, Dark Link heard the gentle melody of a song. It was an eerie tune that touched his heart, and he followed the sound to a clearing. There, bathed in moonlight, was his beloved in the form of a radiant Kokiri girl.
"Ah, my dear," Dark Link whispered, his red eyes fixed on her. "You've finally come to me."
Shadow S/O smiled shyly, her form shifting slightly. "Maybe, but can you catch me?" she teased, disappearing into the shadows.
Dark Link's heart raced as he pursued her, the thrill of the chase intensifying his obsession. The forest seemed to conspire against him, with branches reaching out to slow his progress and twisted roots causing him to stumble. He could hear her laughter echoing through the trees, maddening and intoxicating.
Finally, he cornered her in a moonlit clearing. She appeared as a captivating Gerudo woman, her eyes filled with fear and desire. "You've won," she said breathlessly. "I surrender to your love." Dark Link, consumed by his passion, embraced her tightly, swearing eternal devotion. He pressed his lips to hers…
(I was in class when I wrote this, sorry if it's bad XD)
#★𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝕷𝖎𝖓𝖐#★𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕷𝖊𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖅𝖊𝖑𝖉𝖆#★𝕮𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖕𝖞𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖆#dark link x reader#yandere dark link#dark link#dark link x you#dark link yandere#yandere x reader#loz link#shadow link x reader#creepypasta x you#creepypasta x reader#the legend of zelda#loz dark link#dink x reader#dark zelda#shadow zelda#linked universe
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Something I used to do to express gender was just listing off random things, titles, and adjectives like it was a shopping list of a sort. So I encourage all to do the same. Here is my gender list;
Debutante, bug girl, siren, doe, shaking a bloodied slab of meat in my mouth like a dog and having the blood splat everywhere, hand of madness, an interlocking and puzzling cube simultaneously and continuously moving and changing dimensional shape, star dust, Rust, Succubus, Sharp crystal points, murderous clown, purple, florida morning skies, mania and dementia, mad god, monk, demon queen, priestess, plague (both the disease(s) and character from DBD), dirty doll found in an abandoned building, forest oak, rotting/rotten/rot, decayed log but with a whole city of life regarding bugs and worms, brain in a jar, jelly fish, tentacles, Pirate, holy knight, divine entity, balance, yin and yang, blades such as swords and sickles, bo staff, pink, bows and ribbons, puppeteer, puppet with torn strings, fire flies, a swarm of flies/bees/wasps (bugs that go bzzz), bones and tar, eldritch, ribcage, roots beneath the trees, royal blue, 333, 777, 222, 555. Angel girl with black wings, mother miranda, Daniela/bela/cassandra Dimitrescu, snow white/Narissa/vivian/Faith(The wolf among us), Louise/Tina/Bob (bobs burgers), A prism of white that shines rainbow, color wheel, every color through light, white diamond/Lapis Lazuli /Sapphire/Pink Diamond/Rose Quartz/Amethyst/Sugilite/Opal(SU), Hearts 🫀♥️, brain, sinew, mortal flesh but a immortal being, experiences but never anything more than a moment in time, embarrassed sad little woman, Crows, Cats, Snakes/Reptiles, Wisp, a cloud of star dust, forged iron, Black, pearls, clouds, melted wax, lit candles, white roses, black lilies, morning glories. Genderless cryptid, mothman, la lorona, ghost, a figment, non existent but present, a paradox in design. A moral fabric in a sea of cruelty, red/poisoned apples, soft humming, lanterns, Mileena/Sindel/Scarlett(MK), torches, keys, locks/door knobs, water, air, lightning. Botany, whimsical, fruity little creature, stained glass mural, red meat, strawberry cow, blood and snow driven woman, crazy cat lady, hollowed, stoic, solemn, eery, kind, loving, orchids, instead of organs its machinery and my heart is made of a giant carved ruby that glows when i open my torso, the little mermaid, Witch, shadows, Daisies, the sun and the moon; twilight, mystical af wizard in a leaning tower casting spells in a robe and pointy hat littered with glowing stars. And finally, Planets. Planetary orbit, Saturn, Uranus(shut it.), earth, venus. Andromeda, the milky way, the asteroid belt.
WRITE UP YOUR LIST I WISH TO SEE EVERYONES!!
Pronouns: Elle/Them
(elle is french for she, pronouns in other languages sound so much prettier then whatever the english language has going on.)
#gender ideology#transgender#transfem#transmasc#nonbinary#genderfluid#genderqueer#genderfae#gender stuff#lgbtqiia+#lgbtqia#asexual#aromantic#aroace#lists#random writing#fun!#silly goofy mood#gooning#im eepy
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Introducing all my (current) PCs!
Peony (She/Her)
Cow TF
My 100% playthrough (I maxed out her stats and tried to finish all the events and special stuff. I still play her and try to collect all the cool stuff.)
Keeps getting stuck on Remy's farm and breaking out
5'2"
Peony is naturally quiet and kind, but she won't turn a blind eye to anyone in trouble. (She fights everyone/anyone)
Got pregnant :/ (Harper's stupid fucking serum)
LI: Kylar (Low Jealousy)
Heart tattoo on breast, butterfly tattoo on inside of thigh, cattle brand on left butt cheek
Sasha (They/She)
Maxed their physical stats first and forgot to work on anything else lol
Fighter
Started a rebellion at the orphanage (beat the hell out of Bailey)
5'9"
Selective Mutism
Almost drowned during the first Blood Moon night :(
LI: Robin (High Confidence/Low Trauma)
Multiple scars across body, "Robin & I" tattoo on ribs, covered in freckles
Lillie (She/Her)
My first ever playthrough (her save got corrupted :/)
Looks sweet but is a total brat
Got stuck on Remy's farm and Briar's brothel
5'6"
Unusually horny
LI: None! (She doesn't like the idea of latching on to someone and prefers being independent)
"Breeder" tattoo above belly button (R.I.P Lillie, you would have loved the pregnancy update), scattered beauty marks on body, cattle brand on right butt cheek
Benny (They/Them)
Demon/Succubus TF
I was so focused on getting maxed skulldoggery (because I was so mad I got sent to the pillory in Peony's save) that I got turned around and ended up getting the demon transformation (>_>)
Crime Rat (Thanks Landry <3)
5'7"
Beat Wren at blackjack, burnt down Remy's farm (get got bitch. That's for Lillie.)
Rules the Brothel dance floor
LI: Whitney (Low Dominance)
Misty tendrils tattoo on back (wraps around wings and comes to her ribs), "Eat Me!" tattoo on pubic mound, pentagram scar on inside of thigh
Devin (He/They)
Wolf TF (used to have the Cat TF, got kidnapped by the wolf pack...)
Trans (Got the max breast reduction. Just let me have this, it's top surgery.)
Cowardly (I did NOT put anything into his physical stats. He can NOT fight.)
Ruled the school classes (call him a suck-up, but I refused to have him less than an A+ student)
5'0"
Fixed up Alex's farm and lives with him
LI: Alex (Gave virginity to him)
Top surgery scars, long thin scar that wraps around torso (the moors are not kind :[), beauty marks scattered across body, freckles
#dol#art#character art#original character#character design#degrees of lewdity#dol pc#Lillie#Peony#Sasha#Devin#Benny
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My headcanons of the losers favorite animals because I can.
Richie : I think that all his childhood, his favorite animal was the wolf. I mean, wolves are badass and cool. And because adhd and autism, I'm sure that he had done many research on them and was an expert. Wolves was his hyperfixation when he was little and when he heard about werewolves for the first time he was so excited because like 'I could be a wolf?!!?' Being a werewolf soon became his new purpose in life and he was waiting for the full moon every month in hope that he would transform into a wolf. He was disappointed each month. But then he get to see the horror movie with werewolves that he craved to see since a long time. He saw it with the losers and was left with a fear of werewolves and the losers had to comfort him for weeks before he got over it. He decided that wolves weren't his fav animal anymore and turned to ferrets because 'Look at them they're just like me I love them!!'
Georgie/Bill : I don't think that Bill had a favorite animal when he was little, but Georgie's was definitely the turtle. And after he passed away, it became Bill's fav too. He just felt like this animal was one of the only things that could connect him to his little brother somehow. And after a moment he realized why Georgie liked them so much. They look like tiny dinosaurs no?
Stanley : Well birds? I don't know shit about birds so I can't go any further and it's horrible because Stan is my fav-
Eddie : I think that Eddie is a dog person and you can't change my mind. It's just a compatible match. They both have a lot of energy, they're playful and I don't know how to explain it but I'm sure that older Eddie would go jog with his future dog all the mornings. Plus dogs are cleaner and they LiStEn. I'm sure that he despises cats for the reason that they're the opposite of dogs. They go in the trash, attack you if they feel like it and don't ever move their asses. I think he's a little scared of them too.
Ben : If you asked that question to Ben, he would respond to you that his favorite animal is the phoenix. But the phoenix isn't a real animal? He DoEsN't CaRe. He likes phoenixes. It's pretty, it has a beautiful meaning and it shines just like Beverly Marsh. Winter fire January embers guys. (Get him out of the library please he read to much romantasy).
Mike : Mike hang out with a lot of animals at the farm. There are sheep, cows, chickens, maybe horses? But none of them are his favorite. Not even a classic like a dog or a cat. Not even a cool tiger or a shark. No. Mike likes fishes, especially jellyfishes. Of all the animals on earth, it's these little guys that stole his heart. It doesn't do much except turning around but it's his fav neitherless. It's just calm, pretty and funny to look at.
Bev : When her dad wasn't at home, Bev would go out as much as she could. But before meeting the losers club she didn't have many friends so she would just go in some alley, take a cigarette and sit there waiting for the time to pass. But then one day, she saw a stray cat and she tried to pat it but the cat run away from her scared. So after that she began to bring food with her for the cat. The cat eventually went to her with other stray cats that wanted to eat and this became a routine where she would always bring them something to eat. They would cuddle with her until she had to get back home and wait for her to come back. They weren't pretty, most of them were sick actually because nobody was taking care of them besides Bev. But they were there. And Beverly loved them with all her heart. They were a little like her. And she would always pinch Eddie when he talks shit about them. So yeah, Bev's fav animal is cats.
#stan uris#bill denbrough#ben hanscom#beverly marsh#richie tozier#eddie kaspbrak#mike hanlon#it 2017#it fandom#losers club#georgie denbrough
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Ur welcome 🐦⬛ annon, let's commit crimes together<3
Either way I just think it's funny to make people sob and think about angst, enjoy even more sad stuff:
Tw: death/dying mention? Or at least he's in a bad mental place, poor cow Hobie man
He was only a kid, young, naive and yet he knew nothing of kindness or soft touches. Hobie the minotaur had barely an idea of what it meant to be loved. He loved he himself, he knew of love, the few flowers that grew around gave him solace and friendship. The few birds that dares to adventure close enjoyed burrowing into his hair/fur.
Yet ever since he was a child he had nothing but a cot made out of sharp straw with nothing soft or gentle to hold or soothe him. Many moons he'd quietly sob, the new scars and wounds of the day burning and itching. He felt as if he had been born to be hated. Because who looks at a kid and believes that they ought to fight him? That he is undeserving of love or platonic affections?
Perhaps he was monstrous, it's true that he didn't look like the others who'd adventure into his labyrinth. Maybe he was too hideous to be loved. Yet he could do nothing but shiver at night all alone in a "house" that showed him no love nor kindness. He'd only pain and anger for himself, Hobie could only resolve to curse his own being and flesh for being wrong.
His whole childhood he knew nothing of affection, no hugs, no small forehead kisses, no being held at night, no one to sing him songs or tell him stories as he fell asleep. He had the cool wind and the haunting silence of the labyrinth as his only mother, one that showed him no warmth. He was alone. He is alone. Perhaps he'll die alone when one of the gods so famous "heroes" slays him and takes his last breath. Will they at least hold his corpse once he dies? Will he get an embrace only then and there or will they throw him onto a cart and display him gruesomely as a monster.
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BROOOOOO I WILL TAKE REVENGE 😭😭😭😭😭
The last line got me sobbing for real like he's thinking that he'll finally be held once he's dead struck through my heart man 😭😭
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