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Empress (Magical Drop)

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Don't let the tall anime waifu distract you from the fact that perspective in this drawing is all over the place.

[thedivinetarot]

Hold me, love me, touch me, honey be the first who ever did

Future spouse turn on +18

☆ How to chose your pile?

First clear your mind, take a deep breathe and close your eyes. Ask the question in your head "what will turn my future spouse on about me?". And shall the picture you are drawn to the most will be your pile.

☆ Disclaimer:

Please if you are under 18 do not interact or reblog this reading. This content is explicit and is not for you.

This is a general reading so don't put your life on hold for it. Also, this reading is written for the feminine (women, girls) if you are masculine or identify as a man this reading is NOT for you. This reading is for the feminine collective.

▪︎This reading was done using Raider Waite tarot deck and sexual magic tarot deck.

Lots of love 💕

Arya

Pile 1 - sleeping beauty

Your current energy

I feel like this pile’s energy is quite saddening. I see that you had a project to work on and nothing went as you hoped which made you clash with your team members and caused something unpleasant to face. I see that you feel quite empty and insecure towards your own thoughts. You have many creative thoughts to offer and you are so passionate about them but I see that because your team didn't listen to you or do anything you say it left you feeling unimportant or like a "chair's leg" idk how to explain it but they made you feel like an empty vase. Also you might have been feeling quite stuck and gloomy. I see that lately your self-esteem has dropped and you feel like nothing matter or you don't matter anymore. I'm so sorry for that pile one you deserve absolutely the best. Your thoughts and ideas are valuable and if someone didn't take them seriously that doesn't mean that they don't matter. Also, I see that you might be under a psychic attack or telepathy so be careful. I see that this person who is attacking you is quite naive and they are doing it with their whole will which means they know exactly what they are doing. I see that you are trying to get over them like your mind is trying to wash them off but they are like an ink stain that doesn't really go away. But eventually it will so don't worry. For others (people who are under psychic attack or telepathy) this person is trying to communicate telepathically with you so expect them to show up in your dreams or receivesigns from them. I see that what is between you two is not finished yet. You may see that everything has finished buuuttt it is not. This person may come with a love offer and communicate with you very soon. They may be working on themselves right now. Anyways the period of stagnation is almost over or it will be over by the end of this year.

☆ Placements for you:

Pisces, Capricorn, Taurus, Gemini, Libra, Cancer. Or you have Neptune, Saturn, Mercury prominent in your chart. Or you have 12th, 2nd, 10th, 7th, 3rd, 4th house stallium or your sun moon is there. I see also moon in cancer and saturn in libra.

☆ What will turn your future spouse on?

Right off the bat I see that your future spouse will be in love with your breasts. I see everything related to them. Massaging them, sucking them, grabbing them. They also looovvvee how the bra shape them especially corsets and push up bras and also they love how they look with no bra soo ;) anyways. This person is so down bad for you like they are an animal for that part. I keep hearing the song "Addicted to you by Shakira" weird I never listened to that song before but when I described the song to my sister she gave me the name. Also, your waist and belly button. They like how your waist is shaped. I see also that you are this person's dream girl. They see you as the empress, their empress. They like how beautiful you are whether you think it is true or not. I see that they see you the empress to their empror. I also got the collar bones too. Your spouse is going to see you as something so beautiful and otherworldly. I keep emphasizing on the upper body especially the breasts and waist. I see also that they like watching you getting undressed after an event or a party. They like your whole naked form too but mostly your breasts. They also like your size too, no matter how big or small you are they think that you complete them and the chemistry is off charts. I see that you guys may have wonderful sexual chemistry like you two can't keep your hands off of each other. You see those couple who gives off the vibe that they fuck every two minutes? You are like that pile 1 they adore you. This person also gets horny by the fact that you are intimate with them and only them. They get horny or turned on by dim lights and you getting undressed in front of candle lights. Also this person might get horny when you guys hug. They just feel soo hot and bothered whenever you are around. Their love language may be physically touch. They even get horny when you set on their lap too. I see that they might get turned on when you are applying lotion, perfume or even cream on your body they get weak in their knees.

I hope you enjoyed your reading💕.

☆ Placements for them:

Taurus, Capricorn, Aries, Leo, Cancer, Pisces. Also they have moon, Mars, Venus, Neptune prominent in their chart. Sun or moon or stallium in the 1st, 2nd, 5th, 4th, 12th, 10th. Venus in Aries, mars- moon, Venus- ascendant aspects in synastry.

Pile 2 - Woman posing

Your current energy

I see that you might be stuck on someone with Aquarius placements. I see that you have finally made peace with them and you feel kind of imbalanced by that. I see also that this person kept you stuck and out of place. I see also that you are in a place right now where you can't see the truth and you are very conflicted. This confection is keeping you feeling restless and tired. I see that you are fighting internally your anxiety about them. I see that this person knows how to tick your boxes and keep you on edge. Pile 2, this person's intentions aren't fully good towards you. I see that they are only here for fun and good times but believe me it will only end up with disappointment so be careful. I see that this person is manipulating you into thinking that they are so tired and can't live without you but they are not. They know that you'll get back to them, I see that you need to stop giving them the validation that they seek because each time you return to them it make their ego bigger. You are worthy of more than that pile 2. Also, the energy under the bottom of the deck is quite wicked. This person is doing everything in their power to torture you and manipulate you.

☆ Placements for you:

Aquarius, Pisces, Taurus, Virgo, moon in sagittarius, mars in leo, Venus in scorpio, Sagittarius, Venus in Aquarius. Venus, Uranus, Neptune, Mars, moon prominent in your chart or stallium in the 11th, 12th, 2nd, 6th house in your chart.

☆ What will turn your future spouse on?

I got a lot of 10s in this pile so I guess your spouse really feels turned on by the fact that they are making a family that is going to leave a legacy behind with you. Also, this person really gets turned on when you surrender to them, I see a lot of submission. Doesn't mean that they are dominant but they generally love to see you under them. They might be a soft dom. They won't force you to do anything against your will. This pile is quite vanilla, I see a lot of fluids here. They might feel turned on by your sex fluids or they generally like to play with it. They also get turned on when you tease them. This person is foodie, I am picturing the image of Louis and Peter griffin when they were feeding each other fruits in this scene check it out if you want to. You might feed each other grapes and fruits in general. I'm not getting this person enjoying a specific body part at all. I feel like they enjoy your presence during the act more. Also, they get turned on when you hug them tightly. I feel like this person is quite traditional, they enjoy it when you make dinner for them. I see them getting back from work were you are dressing up nicely and making them a very delicious dinner. Also, this person is into sexting. I see them getting very horny when you are teasing them with your nudes. Idk this person respectively is very traditional and vanilla. I see also that they are very mature emotionally. This person get turned on by eye contact and deep conversations they might spend hours making love and they last very long.

Enjoy your reading pile 2💕.

☆ Placements for them:

Leo, Mercury in virgo and sagittarius, Pisces, Aquarius, Venus in virgo, mars in Aries. Dominant planets in Mercury, Mars, Neptune, Uranus. Stallium/ sun or moon in 1st, 6th, 11th, 12th, 9th house in their chart.

Pile 3 - Lady with flowers

Your current energy

I see that this pile is surrendering to the divine. I see that you are trying to enjoy your life as much as possible. I feel like you are living in a routine, there's nothing much honestly. I see that you are anticipating something. I feel like you want something new in your life, something to break the routine without creeping you off. I see that you always lean towards routine and structure but somehow you desire change. I see that you want change but you are very resistant to it which is creating chaos energetically. Pile 3, set with your self and decide what exactly is holding you back from the change? What is scaring you this much? Writing this down can be really helpful I order for you to acknowledge what is wrong. I see that this duality of wanting change and fearing it is keeping you stuck and confused. But at the same time you are looking forward, you are looking for a sign from the universe or God to intervene and change it. You are deeply feeling optimistic about tomorrow. I see that your energy is quite happy and warm. You might have walked away from something that kept bothering you and now you feel like that thing have no power over you right now. I see that there might be a small health issue that faced you in the previous weeks like cold or fever. But you got better thanks to God or the Universe.

Placements for you:

Sagittarius, Gemini, Cancer, Scorpio, Taurus, Aquarius, Aries. Also, I'm picking up on Mars in Aries, Venus in scorpio, Moon in scorpio. Venus, Mercury, Sun, Mars, Pluto as dominant planets in your chart. Stallium in the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 8th, 11th house.

☆ What will turn your future spouse on?

Well first you got triple 888 which never happened in my readings. It means that you are going to experience infinite abundance with your spouse. I see that this person at first will be soft and sweet. They will make love to you softly, they will demand nude pictures of you and they will masturbate to it. They have breeding kink, they will imagine having a child with you while they are masturbating. They are going to make love like there's no tomorrow but as the relationship preced they are going to get scary honestly. I see that they are going to share their sexual fantasies with you. They will ask you to role play with them and the roles are going to be quite dark. Like, they might role play a r*pe scene or something very dark of course with your consent if you are comfortable with that type of stuff or not. With each day that pass they will show their kinkier side to you. I see them using their belt or whip on you. There will be hair pulling too, and heavy BDSM. I see that they will escape reality with you into the bedroom I see them really praising and encouraging you afterwards. They also might tie your hands. I see wax play too, this person is very naughty and kinky I can't with them. This pile’s future spouse might get turned on by pain. I'm picturing Angelina Jolie when she stabed her boyfriend to feel pleasure while they are doing it. This person might get horny when you are in pain. They might cause you pain too. This person is giving Christian Grey, I see that they like being in control and doing heavy stuff to their partner. Idk pile 3, if you might get uncomfortable with that try to communicate with them. You don't have to face all of this. Also, I see that this person will see you as their lover, I got the lover card and Judgement twice which is quite unusual. I see that it might mean that this relationship is meant to awaken something in you, something you are ignoring.

Enjoy your reading pile 3💕.

☆ Placements for them:

Air placements (Libra, Aquarius, Gemini). Mercury in sagittarius, and water placements (Cancer, Pisces and scorpio). Mercury, Pluto, Venus. Stallium in Air placements or houses and Stallium in water placements.

Pile 4 - Woman looking at the stars

Your current energy

I see that there's someone in your life that is spreading rumors about you. It might be a woman with leo placements or a man with Aquarius placements I'm not sure. I see that they feel very jealous of your achievements and how graceful you are. I see that you are the type of person who is very beautiful. You might be beauty with brains, someone who is very intelligent and smart. This person is spreading rumors about you and the cards are telling me that they will get their Karma so don't worry you don't have to do anything about it. The cards are advising you to have inner strength and calm down before engaging in any behavior that doesn't suit your public image. I see that you might be someone who is quite popular and known but very envied by others. Your skills and dedication are drawing the right people into your life and the right opportunities too. I see that if you are planning on traveling somewhere it will happen but also for that to happen you need to find closure and end a cycle in your life.

☆ Placements for you:

Leo, Virgo, Sagittarius, Aries, Pisces, Aquarius, Libra, Leo. Sun, Mars, Saturn, Venus prominent in your chart. Stallium in the 1st, 6th, 5th, 9th, 12th, 7th, 11th house in your chart.

☆ What will turn your future spouse on?

Okay, first thing is this person is very idealistic, very emotional and devoted. I see that they get horny when you tease them with your breasts like pressing them against him or showing them to him randomly make him sexually frustrated. I see that he gets really horny when they see you dressing up for them. A lot of emphasis on glam, they enjoy watching you dressing up, putting on perfume and makeup. You might be their type honestly. Like they were searching for someone like you and they found you soo it is a win win. This person is like pile 2, they are quite traditional. They don't have any weird kink at all. I see that they lean more to making love unlike pile 3 it was insane but anyways no judgment on my blog. I see that your ass is something that they like, they enjoy the size, shape and how soft and squishy it is. This person gets so horny when you are showering or under water. They see you as someone who is so ethereal like a mermaid. They like your body naked and wit under the shower. They might join you there too. I see that they really get turned on when you whisper in their ear and tease their neck. This person is in their head a lot when it comes to you. They might go to work and sit there imagining you two doing it nonstop and when they return home they'll be like a wild animal. He is so soft, like a soft dom again. I can't with him I try to provoke many cards but all I am getting is the cups suit which is linked to love and emotions. I see that this person is very emotional when it comes to you what matter for them is intimacy and how comfortable you are with them. Also, it keeps them going when you are in pleasure. They feel prideful when you reach your orgasm and moaning their name. Also, I'm getting Nikki Minaj here. He'll totally take it off of you after the party. Also I'm getting the song "something about you by eyedress, dent may" this person sees you like something so beautiful and ethereal. They have a lot of respect for you, they won't curse or cuss at you at all during sex. They see sex as something very sacred and romantic only shared between two people. They don't dare to call sex (sex) they'll say (love making) instead. This person is very poetic, they can and will write poems about you and set the right romantic mood for you two to enjoy.

Take care pile 4 💕.

☆ Placements for them:

Water signs (Scorpio, Pisces and cancer). Air signs (Aquarius, Gemini and Libra). Mercury, moon, Venus as prominent plants in their chart. Stallium in the 4th, 8th, 12th, 11th, 3rd, 7th house for them.

Post date: 24th of Nov -2024 Sun

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You’re Jealous

 Summary: You get jealous of someone else in his life.

Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Ace, Sabo, Law, and Kid

Genre: Slight Angst // Fluff

CW: None // SFW

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Luffy:

He never told you Boa Hancock was in love with him, and when you find out, you have to remove yourself from the situation before you have an emotional outburst and start something with the Pirate Empress. The problem is, you don’t even know which emotion will spill out of you. Finding out the world’s most beautiful woman, and a powerful Warlord, no less, is desperate to marry Luffy is a whirlwind, to say the least. Luffy can seem clueless at times, but his emotional intelligence is through the roof, and he picks up on what has you upset almost straight away. He knows to give you some space, and when he senses you’re ready, he approaches you with a handful of wildflowers he picked. He doesn’t really say much, just pulls you into a hug, presses a few kisses into your cheek and temple, and says in your ear, “you’re my girl.” 

Zoro:

He didn’t mention Perona was also at Mihawk’s castle for those two years until a few months after the crew gets together. He tells a story that features her, and you realize there was a woman keeping him company. Your heart drops into your stomach. Zoro insists he didn’t mention her because he didn’t think she was relevant; the only thing Perona did those two years was annoy him. He’s actually the one who won’t let it go, not you (even though you are pretty jealous). Whereas you’d prefer not to talk about it, Zoro is wracked with guilt because he’d never considered the whole thing in a relationship context. Him fretting constantly over it actually heals your jealousy because you realize you’ve never seen him panic over the prospect of hurting anyone else’s feelings. 

Sanji:

Even with a third eye, Pudding is stunning. And Sanji almost married her. It was before you two were together, but listening to the stories from Whole Cake, hearing how close he came to marrying another woman, knowing she really did fall in love with his kind heart and wonderful cooking, turns you into a little green monster. You know you shouldn’t feel jealous of a woman you’ve never met before, a woman Sanji chose not to marry, but you can’t help it. Sanji is completely shocked that you would feel jealous over his relationship (if it could even be called that) with Pudding, though after thinking about it some more, he does realize why you might be jealous that he had a fiancé. His solution is to bring you a bouquet of roses and walk you through the dark details of his life, telling you things he’s never outright told anyone, so you understand the special place you have in his life. 

Ace:

He collects people without trying, and often times, without realizing, either. Ace thinks he’s just making friends, but you see the way the women he laughs and shares drinks with are drawn to him like plants to the sun. He promises them freedom and adventure (and he has a very nice laugh), and you can see how it excites them. You don’t really mind it, knowing Ace well enough to see the way he holds those women at arm’s length, even if he seems close with them (such is the magic of Fire First Ace). But Yamato makes you jealous. It’s not hearing the way they laughed together but hearing the way they fought that gets to you. You know how Ace lives to fight and even just roughhouse, you know how he’s a rough and tumble guy, and you worry you’re not tough enough. Should you be punching his arm when he makes a joke? Should you be trying to trip him out on deck? What should you be doing? When you finally come clean with Ace about what’s been bothering you, he actually laughs. “If I wanted to be with someone who gives me hell, I’d be sleeping in Marco’s cabin every night. Besides,” he says, scooping you up in his arms, “I like being able to manhandle you.” 

Sabo:

Sabo is a flirt, and you knew that going into your relationship. It actually doesn’t bother you when he flashes that charming smile of his at someone else or swoops in to save a damsel in distress (a speciality of his) and even serves to entertain, especially on the rare occasions his flirtations are rebuked. What does bother you, though, is his tight relationship with Koala. You know it’s ridiculous to be envious, you know Koala would sooner saw off her arm than kiss the man she considers her irksome big brother, but they’ve known each other since they were little kids, and Koala has been through so much with Sabo that the pair have such a close bond. It’s not the angry kind of jealousy that bubbles up in you when Koala mentions something about Sabo’s past that she assumes you know but you don’t, just the sad kind that you try to keep to yourself. Surprisingly, Sabo notices, though you don’t realize until he hugs you from behind and mumbles in your ear that he’s glad you’re the only one who knows he has a skincare routine, his silly words diffusing your mood and acting as the exact affirmation you needed. If it’s not enough, though, he’ll happily prove his loyalty to you by challenging Koala to a karate match, though.  

Law:

Dr. Law and Dr. Robin sure do get along well- so well, in fact, you can’t help but wonder if they are better suited to each other than you and him. Even if they didn’t have such good chemistry, it would be impossible not to feel a touch of jealousy toward the archeologist. She’s intelligent, beautiful, fiercely loyal, a member of the Straw Hats, and has an impressive bounty that she earned even before she became a pirate. Needless to say, you find yourself brooding when the Robin brings him a beer and sits down beside him to discuss the immune systems of fishmen, a topic both are rather interested in. Of course, you’re interested in that, too, thus the reason Law realizes something is wrong when you don’t participate in the conversation. He ends up excusing the two of you and taking you to bed, worrying you had too much to drink, the thought you may be jealous never once occurring to him. You end up not saying anything (many thing in your relationship with Law being unspoken) and just sleeping it off, the fact that he excused the two of you proof enough of his loyalty. 

Kid:

He doesn’t ever talk about his first love, Victoria. In fact, you didn’t even know she existed until Killer got drunk one night and began speaking of his dearly departed. What he didn’t mention was that Kid, too, had been in love with her. It only comes up the next night when you mention it to Wire, who mentions it was the death of his first love, Victoria, that put Kid on the war path and united the first four members of the Kid Pirates. Realizing Wire messed up, Heat chimes in to say, “he’d do the same for you.” But you’re not convinced, mainly because Kid never told you any of this. It tears you apart, leaves you tossing and turning for nights on end, until you finally burst into Kid’s workshop one night ranting about how he doesn’t trust you and holds you at arm’s length. “Heat says you’d do the same for me, but-” Kid cuts you off and says, “I wouldn’t do the same, I’d do worse. Much, much worse.” And from the wicked gleam in his eye, you’re inclined to believe him. 

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Hope you enjoyed it! If you want more, you can check out my masterlist here!

[mommybard]

Okay yeah, sure. You COULD listen to the weird talking cat..bunny...thing that signed a contract with you and gave you magical powers to fight the forces of evil and try to save the world in the name of love and all things good. But wouldn't that be a waste?

You'd have to be ready to fight evil at the drop of a hat. All day. Every day. Always on the defensive. Always running off in the middle of important events. The stress that would cause. The worry.

Wouldn't it be easier to just...give in to the evil empress? You get to keep all your powers, but now instead of transforming secretly trying to run a double life you'd just permanently be in your magical form serving her. Being at her beck and call...and let's be honest here, that outfit of yours has absolutely already given her ideas on how to properly..."utilize" you.

You saw the effect you have on her, didn't you? Watched that bulge swelling in her skin tight outfit every time you transformed. Felt it pressed against you in those fights. I'll bet you even spent a few nights imagining what would happen if her outfit slipped and let it free~

Just imagine it. No more worrying about what you'll have to do to stop her evil plans. Instead you can devote your time to something better, like trying to fit her thick cock down your throat. To spreading her asscheeks and lapping at her hole. To getting bounced on her bitchbreaker in front of your former allies, making them watch as you cum your brains out and beg them to join you in your new bliss~

Sign up today and we'll throw in an evil outfit modification!

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SPOILERS!!! REFERENCES AND EASTER EGGS IN F&C ep. 8: JERRY

The last of four posts for today.

This episode has a very dark setting. This is the universe where The Lich wished for the extinction of all life. There is nothing here. This establishing shot features the Squirrel's apple cart, from a few episodes ago, but he is long dead and it is long abandoned.

We are introduced to a new cosmic entity, Orbo, who is Scarab's boss but is not to be mistaken for Prismo's boss, whose identity remains a mystery.

Simon name drops a whole bunch of magical items from the original Adventure Time series; the Armour of Zeldron from Blood Under the Skin, the Wand of Dispersement from Sons of Mars, the Porcelain Lamb from Beyond This Earthly Realm, and the magic beans from The Pods.

This episode suggests that the nature of Simon and Betty's relationship was initially quite unhealthy. He was one of her lecturers, and she had an infatuation with him from first sight.

This illustration features the ancient wizards who sealed Coconteppi beneath Wizard City in the Distant Lands episode of the same name.

Simon's expedition to find the Enchiridion was first mentioned in the newspaper clipping in I Remember You, and was mentioned again in Temple of Mars.

BMO apparently survived The Lich's wish because he isn't technically alive. I wonder where Neptr and the other MOs are. Cannibalised for batteries, perhaps. Also, that BRB note is very sad and is identical to the one Finn wrote in Blenanas.

There are various familiar items in the thawed out remains of the Ice Kingdom; ninja paraphernalia from The Chamber of Frozen Blades, Ice King's diary from The Empress Eyes, and of course the tape collection from Holly Jolly Secrets.

Here's a deep cut: That machine in the background to the right of Simon is the machine that held the lightning power that Finn went to steal in What is Life, so that he could power up Neptr. The Demonic Wishing Eye is also in this shot.

For a single frame, Ice King and Gunter can be seen reduced to skeletons. Presumably this was the exact moment that the Lich's wish took effect. Everyone died instantly, in less than a frame.

When I watched this episode for the first time I was confused about where Fionna got the working crown. But you can just about see it inside the drum in this shot, where Ice King mentioned he had put it in his tape.

This is the exact moment the photograph was taken for the newspaper clipping seen in I Remember You.

We first heard the story about how Simon met Betty after they tried to check out the same library book in Broke His Crown. It's cool to see it playing out for real.

Simon throws a pebble at the window and accidentally hits Babette in the face, exactly like Finn and Jake did to Kim Kil Whan in the episode Ocarina.

This is the second time Simon caused Betty to miss this research trip to Australia. She says in Temple of Mars that she never got the opportunity to go, and resolves that her life might not have been so messed up if she'd followed her own dreams instead of following Simon's.

The song in this scene, the motif of which has been heard throughout the series, is by Half Shy, who also wrote "Monster" for Obsidian.

BMO is buried with a paper flower because there are no real ones left alive. His death seemed pointlessly cruel.

THE LICH! He is in his half-disguised Billy form, confirming that this is his wish-altered reality. Like in his other appearances, the first line he speaks is a single word command. This time, the command is "Cease." But with nothing left to do he has become depressed, and he doesn't bother killing our protagonists.

And finally, we are left on this cliffhanger. Fionna and Cake have returned to their world. Scarab has convinced the boss that Simon must be destroyed. And GOLBetty is here to claim them both while the Lich watches on.

This episode's dream features a pair of Lich skulls either side an effigy of GOLB.

[theemissuniverse]

“IMPENDING DOOM” SHAO KAHN X FEM!READER PART 2

Here’s part 1

WARNINGS : (MDNI)! masterbation (male), p in v, some other things I probably forgot

MASTERLIST

When you woke up, Shao Kahn was not in bed with you. You looked around, confused. Then you realized that he was Kahn of Outworld so he probably had some business to attend to.

You were suppose to feel regret for what you did. You slept with the villain. The main antagonist in your life. But you didn’t. You didn’t even feel slightly bad for it. And that was a big problem.

The truth was you liked the power Shao Kahn had. You admired it. And you wanted some to yourself but you would never tell him that.

That would just go to his head.

You put on your black and red tightly fitted clothing that Shao had picked out for you. You were starting to see the returning pattern. He must’ve of really liked red.

As you put your earrings in, you noticed a note on the dresser. You picked it up.

I have unfinished business to attend to. I don’t care what you do but you are not to leave the palace.

- Your Emperor

You rolled your eyes a little and set the note down. “You can’t tell me what to do.” You grumbled under your breath. You finished putting the earrings in and decided that you hadn’t really taken a look around since you got there.

Opening your door, you walked out to the hallway and down the stairs. The palace was huge. Every room was double the size it should’ve been.

You went into the kitchen and grabbed yourself a water. When you turned around, you gasped. There was a woman dressed in all red, hair dyed red.

“Jesus Christ.” You mumbled.

The woman examines you up and down. “So, you will be the new Empress of Outworld?” You didn’t respond. She continued to stare at you as if she was uninterested. “I don’t see much.”

“Okay…creepy lady.”

You try to walk past her but she got in your way again. “I’m Skarlet.”

You wanted to be rude and say ‘I didn’t ask’ but you were gonna tell yourself to have a good day today. “(Y/N).”

“Shao Kahn took me in. Made me one of his own. He taught me the ways of blood magic.”

She holds out her hand and you watch as blood started to form out of thin air. You rose a brow at this. She then closed her hand up.

“Cool. All I got is a flying kick.” You say to her.

“You have no power?”

“I mean…technically I have telekinesis but I don’t exactly know how to control it yet.” You admitted.

Skarlet looked even more puzzled at you. “Weak. Why would the Emperor want a weak woman?” She was starting to irritate you but it seems like she was only getting started. “I would’ve made a great Empress by Shao Kahn’s side.”

To this, you looked at her confused. “Didn’t you say he took you in?”

“Yes.”

“So, he’s like a father figure to you then?” You questioned and she did not respond. “And you want to be at his side and…yeah it’s time for me to walk off from this conversation.” You said, leaving her.

Through out the day you were incredibly bored. As annoying as Shao Kahn was, he at least entertained you when he was around. How did he have a big palace with nothing to do?

Luckily for you, Shao Kahn was back. You were laying on the bed, reading a book. Shao Kahn walked into the room and closed the door behind him. You sighed in relief. “Thank god.”

Shao Kahn smirked at you. “Did my Empress miss me?”

“Miss is a strong word. You’re just mildly entertaining. Don’t let that go to your head.” You told him. Shao Kahn started to take his armor off. “I met your…whoever she is to you. Skarlet. Seems like a real peach.”

Shao Kahn chuckled. “She is clingy to me. I know.”

“Yeah maybe too clingy.” You closed the book in your hand and sat up on the bed. “She wants to take my place. Why don’t you just give her the throne instead of me?”

“Do not ask me such stupid questions.” When he said that, you threw the book directly at his head but he caught it with ease. Without looking. Your jaw dropped slightly and he placed it down on the dresser. “I do not view her in that light. And I chose you for a reason.”

You scoffed a little. “That girl can make blood come out of her hands meanwhile, I can barely fling a pencil across the room with my mind.”

Shao Kahn finished taking his armor off. He walked over to you some. “Are you jealous?”

“Me? Hell no.” You lied a little. Shao Kahn gave you a look as if he did not believe you and you sighed. “Not jealous just…confused.”

Your head was down. Shao Kahn leaned over and made you look at him dead in the eyes by placing his hand under your chin. “She is not you. That’s all you need to know.” Shao Kahn removed his hand and went into the bathroom. “You will learn your telekinetic gift eventually.”

Somehow you weren’t very confident in that. “Whatever you say. Hey, where were you today anyway?”

“I slaughtered all my concubines.” Shao Kahn said like it was the most casual thing in the world.

Your eyes went wide when he said this. You took up from the bed and walked over to the bathroom. There, he was looking at himself in the mirror with his helmet/crown on. “Um…slaughtered?!”

Shao Kahn shrugged. “I have no use for them anymore.”

“Tuh. I hope you kept one because let me just tell you, what happened last night was a freak accident. It’s not going to happen again. No matter how good it was.” Shao Kahn turned to smirk at what you had just said and you face palmed yourself for the last thing you said. “I hate it here.”

Shao took some steps towards you. He held onto your hips and brought you close to him. “Why must you fight the feeling you have? You know you crave for me. For my power.”

In a sense, you did. Very much. Again, you would not admit it. You would keep telling yourself that you are not a bad person. You are not the villain.

He was taller than you so you had to look up at him. You placed your hands on his chest. Your intention was to push him off but you felt all over his chest and it was glorious to you.

You felt yourself get sucked up in some kind of trance for him. Shao Kahn noticed and decided to not break the tension you two were having.

Shao Kahn bent down to your level and kissed on your neck softly. He began to suck on all the good places. You moan softly, immediately clutching onto him.

“Do not fight it. Give into it.” He licked on your neck and sucked on it one last time before pulling away. “I have changed my mind. We will marry soon.”

You had to catch your breath but when he said you two would marry soon, the wind felt like it got knocked out of you again. “Soon?”

“Yes. Too many mishaps could happen. I will not take any chances.” Shao Kahn turned so he could turn the water on to set his bath. “You should join me.”

You snickered at him for even having the audacity to say it. “Give you the privilege to see me naked? Absolutely not.”

Shao Kahn turned about around. He examined your curvy body and licked his lips at how tight the outfit was on you. “It is a privilege indeed.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere.” You told him and walked out of the bathroom so he could soak in the water.

Shao Kahn thought about you as he took his well deserved bath. He knew you being with him would be an adjustment but he would show you the way.

He knew you wanted to be there with him. Otherwise, you would had tried to at least attempt escape. You didn’t. You also allowed him to kiss all over you and rub his big hands over you.

Shao Kahn would never force you. Not in that way at least so that’s how he knew. You were just scared to embrace the dark side of yourself.

He will help you though.

Shao Kahn pictured you naked. He imagined the stretch marks on your ass looking like tiger stripes. He imagined him putting you in the position so your ass was firmly placed in the air and he stuck his long dick inside of you.

He thought of how nasty you would be. If you were a loud moaner. If you were a dirty talker. If you spoke during sex or none at all. He knew how you really were during intimacy but he knew you were holding back your first time with him.

Your moans were beautiful. Something that would sound like music to his ears. He’d bet that your ass would perfectly jiggle on himself making it impossible for him to hold his nut.

The Emperor was obsessed with the feeling of your hands on his chest as he now imagined a new position, you were riding him. You would throw your head back and your perfect breasts would bounce beautifully on your chest. He would reach up to grab them and you would smack his hand away due to how sensitive they were.

His hands would go to your hips and he would help you ride him like the good girl you were. He imagined how good it would feel for you to moan his name.

The position switched in his mind and he imagined him on top of you. Shao imagined him burying himself deep within you and your pretty fingernails would claw his back.

Usually he didn’t care about letting women cum but you looked so pretty when you came on him before that he’d love to get you to do it all over again.

Imaging you cumming made him finally cum.

Shao Kahn rode out his high, finally the tight feeling in his chest being gone.

He cleaned himself up. Most men feel shame after doing what he just did. He didn’t. No shame was on his mind.

Shao quickly got dressed and left the bathroom. He placed his crown over his head and walked further out to see you were not in the room.

He left his room and went downstairs to see you were speaking to Shang Tsung. He stood a little ways, listening to the conversation.

“You seem weary of the Emperor.” Shang Tsung said to you.

You looked at him with a ‘duh’ look. “He’s a malicious tyrant. Of course I am. And now I’m marrying the douchebag.”

“He is…a man of many things but he chose you. You should be honored.”

“Honored? Honored that I’m going to be by his side while he slaughters innocent people?”

“You could’ve escaped. No one was watching you. But you didn’t. Because deep down, you don’t want to go to the pathetic life you lived. Being second best. No-third best.” Shang Tsung walked in circles around you. “Because it goes Liu Kang then Kung Lao and then…you. Isn’t it strange that no one has bothered to save you from the ‘tyrant’ that is Shao Kahn?”

You went silent as he spoke. You didn’t seem to have one of your comebacks lined up. “They care about me. They’ll-“

“Then where are they?” When you went silent again, Shang Tsung spoke. “Trust that Shao Kahn, and only Shao Kahn, has your best interest at heart.”

Shao Kahn smirked to himself. He should congratulate the idiot sorcerer for talking you down from your Earthrealm friends.

He made his appearance known. He walked over to the two of you. “Have you made arrangements?” He asked Shang Tsung.

“They have been made.”

You looked between the two of them confused. “Arrangements for what?”

“Never you mind.” Shao told you.

He turned to walk away from you but you gripped his arm tightly. “How do you expect me to be your wife if you don’t tell me anything?”

Shao Kahn noticed how willingly you accepted the term wife but decided not to bring it up. “They are a surprise for you. Do not worry.”

You placed your hands on your hips, looking at him annoyed. “What surprise? I don’t want a surprise.”

Shao ignored you. He took your hand and made you walk with him.

He takes you into a big, spacious room. It reminded you of a ball room but you obviously knew it wasn’t one. You looked around confused. “Why are we here?”

Shao Kahn doesn’t respond. He brings his hammer into thin air and then throws it at you.

You dodge the hammer. You looked at the hammer and then looked at Shao as if he was crazy. “What the hell are you doing?”

“You cannot learn your telekinetic gift if you do not learn properly.” He simply said. With his hand, he made the hammer appear in his right hand.

Then he threw the hammer at you again and you once again dodged it. You ducked. “Throwing your stupid hammer is going to teach me!”

“Your instincts will come in.” Shao made the hammer once again appear in his hand. “Come on. Don’t tell me you were right. Maybe you shouldn’t have the throne.”

Something about what he said bothered you. You didn’t understand why. Why did you care? You didn’t even want the throne in the first place.

Shao Kahn threw his hammer at you again and you ducked to your left. This time you were a little mad. “Shut up.”

“Oh, I am merely speaking the truth, (Y/N).” Shao Kahn makes the hammer appear in his hand again. “Maybe my mistake was picking an Earthrealmer that couldn’t even beat me.”

Shao threw the hammer and this time you ducked to your right. You we’re beginning to get increasingly angry. “Stop.”

The Kahn makes the hammer appear in his hand and he steps closer to you. “Pathetic. Even Skarlet has better magic than you. I should call her in so she can show you the ropes.”

He throws his hammer at you and you jumped over it this time. You landed on your feet and this time your eyes looked deadly. “Stop talking.”

“Maybe you were right. I should’ve picked her for the throne. Far better than you. I believe she won’t fail me.”

When Shao Kahn threw the hammer at you, this time you held your hand out at him. You stopped the hammer in mid air.

He looked impressed with you but you weren’t done showing off. “I told you to stop talking.” You then waved your hand in the air, making the hammer cock back. Then you flung your hand forward making the hammer get thrown across the room.

Shao Kahn was knocked down by his hammer and thrown up again the wall. He groaned in pain as he slid down.

You smirked at him and fixed yourself. “You know, you look so much better when you’re in pain.”

Shao Kahn let out a deep chuckle and he stood up from the ground. “I knew you could do it.”

You gave him a look, not buying it. “Why did you say all that stuff then?”

“Because I knew it would make you angry.” He motioned for you to walk with him. “Come with me.”

His hand was held out for you. You stared at his hand, contemplating. For the first time, without a fuss, you let Shao guide you.

You took his hand.

[the-great-witch-shelby]

Hi there! I am the witch of the Evermore, Shelby! The great witch Shelby, if you want a title. I’m not exactlyy an empress but I’ll help you with any problems you have! After all, what else is a resident witch for?

My really cool friends!:

@therealsheriff

The sheriff of tumble town, who, admittedly is, uhm… quite small for the job, but don’t tell him I said that! I think he’d sue me or something..

@gemofdawn

She’s the princess of dawn! Very intimidating, very strong, I mean… she didn’t get the nickname “geminislay” for nothing. She also has the most magnificent butterfly wings, I should really study them one day.

@totally-human-mayor

The mayor of critter city! She swears she’s human, though she exhibits some not very… human behaviours… but hey, it’s not my place to say, sooo…

@fwhipunderthefloorboards

This silly little guy!! Fwip, the, uh… I don’t know, ruler? Of the goblin empire. Again, quite small, but at least he doesn’t seem to mind it. I… accidentally gave him really big ears one time, but we are not gonna talk about that! I swear my magic is better now! Promise!

@princess-of-glimmergrove

The awesome princess of glimmer grove! She’s strong and powerful and drop-dead gorgeous and she’s basically amazing at everything. But, uh I- I’m getting ahead of myself, sorry. Basically, Katherine is awesome and very sweet and you should definitely go check her out!

@im-to-dye-for

Scott! He’s very cool. Absolutely loves colours (and a certain sherif) and literally the sassiest man you’ll ever meet. He has not been giving me dating advice, what are you talking about.

//OOC//

I AM NOT ACTUALLY SHELBY!!

I’m just someone who loves her S2 character like A LOT and rlly wanted some nature wives content, alr? Coolio? Good. Also no asking NSFW asks or anything that’s just… weird, especially for a RP blog so keep it PG, or yk, as PG as it gets on empires lmao.

Also, CW for empiresshipping, mostly nature wives 🌻

Psstttt the blog belongs to: @emilynyaesmp

[arabellasleopardcoat]

The Empress (Rhaenyra Targaryen x Reader)

Summary: Turns out, the corpse in your bathroom is a Queen. A very annoyed one, who claims you are hers.

Warnings: Making out, nudity. Mature language.

A/N: Rhaenyra's Ending! Part of my Halloween celebration. Part 1 here.

The woman's screams remind Rhaenyra of her own during childbirth. Though, perhaps, less pained and more frightened. She looks up. All the noise seems to be coming out of a woman around her age, perhaps younger.

The woman is sweet looking, but gods, what a pair of lungs she has.

“What..? Why are you..?” Rhaenyra asks, eyeing your curious attire. You are naked, save for a sheet wrapped around you. The room appears to be one used for bathing, yet it has a strange artifact Rhaenyra has never seen before. It's like a seat. “Are you alright?”

“Me?!” You shriek, a little hysterical. You step closer to the wall, and suddenly, a blinding white light forces Rhaenyra to avert her eyes. “Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my bathroom?”

Ah. So Rhaenyra was right, she was in a bathing room. She is a bit unsure as for the why, though. More troubling is the fact that you don't recognize her.

“You don't recognize me?” She asks, blinking a bit to get used to the sudden shift in light. She gets into a kneeling position before rightening herself.

Your eyes narrow. You examine her face, and her clothes. Then, your expression morphs, lips stretching into an incredulous smile.

“Rhaenyra.” You mutter. Rhaenyra fights the urge to roll her eyes. She hates the familiarity in which you address her. She doesn't know you, and by the looks of it, you are a commoner. You are not allowed to call her by her given name.

“It's Princess to you. Don't be so familiar.” It comes out much more clipped than she would have liked, but your attitude angers her. She must reassert herself far too often, being a woman. No one would dare try calling her father or her uncle by their given names. She gives an arrogant tilt of the head. “And you are?”

You tell her your name, shakily sitting down on the seat. That, too, Rhaenyra doesn't like. She is the princess, the seat should be offered to her. Yet, when looking at you, shoulders slumped, she doesn't have the heart to reprimand you further.

“Are you alright?” Rhaenyra asks, getting up. For some reason she is unable to comprehend, she feels urged to comfort you. “Where are we? Did the light hurt you?”

Those are good questions. It made sense to ask them. You are a possible ally in a strange situation, one that won't hurt her. It has nothing to do with the sinking feeling on her stomach when your smile dropped. Not at all.

“No… I… I am not hurt. I made the light.” You explain, sounding still a bit dazed. Rhaenyra presses her hand to your forehead, checking for a fever. You don't seem to have one, but your cheeks are strangely rosy.

“You made the light?” She repeats, confused. It must mean you are some sort of witch, but she is not too sure why she would appear here. An enchantment gone wrong, perhaps? But if you were powerful enough to summon a princess, then it meant you could be useful.

“I… Oh, this went wrong.” You sigh, rubbing at your temples. You are still staring at her with surprise written all over you. Rhaenyra feels pleased at being right about you. A witch, but one unaware of the extent of her powers, or perhaps not educated. She could get someone to teach you. It never hurt a King to have a little magic on their side, after all.

“What did you intend to make?” She asks, tenderly brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. You are pretty, for a witch. Perhaps your uses could extend to somewhere else apart from fires and woods, and wherever witches worked. “You were about to bathe? Why am I here?”

“I am not sure.” You look absolutely disarmed by the tender touch, and so, Rhaenyra decides to keep at it. Her thumb brushes the slope of your nose. Your skin is soft as a petal. Poor thing, you must be starved for caresses, with the way you lean into her. “A witch did a spell for me. But it went wrong.”

That was unexpected. So you were not a witch yourself, but you consorted with them. It was alright, she supposed. Rhaenyra was not one of those Seven Pointed Star's fanatics, who couldn't tolerate a bit of…. Deviance.

“What was it meant to do?” This time, her finger traces your lips. As if enchanted, your mouth parts. Rhaenyra waits with bated breath. Fortune favors the bold, after all. Will you part your lips for her? Or will you move away?

You are not that bold quite yet. You scrunch up your nose and move your head away. Rhaenyra does not mind it. Most women are not, at first. They do not have the advantage of being introduced into the world of pleasure by the Rogue Prince himself.

“Unblock my love life.” You sigh, tiredly. Your eyes are kept firmly on one of the walls, unwilling to look her in the eyes. You are embarrassed about it, and Rhaenyra fights the urge to coo. You poor, poor thing. All by yourself. So caught up is she in that thought, she almost misses the explanation that follows. “This is not Westeros, Princess. You are not meant to exist here.”

“Where are we?” She asks you. Rhaenyra is starting to get an idea of what is happening here, and she thinks it's not as bad as you are making it sound. You are hers. It is good to know, but what is more interesting is knowing how to move forward from it.

“Another world. My world.” You look up at her, as if expecting to be yelled at. It saddens her. Rhaenyra brushes your cheek with her thumb. You tilt your head up, like a flower to her sun.

“I see. So you are meant to be mine?” She asks, almost predatory. She is probably scaring you, Rhaenyra can tell by the way your eyes widen. Perhaps she is coming on too strong. She doesn't care.

You being hers, now that was a nice thought. You were pretty, and untouched by the horrors of Westeros. An innocent, really. She understood now why her uncle liked his women young. There was something addicting about innocence.

Having already lost hers, Rhaenyra did not want to repeat it. But rather, experience the pleasure of losing it again. And you would be perfect for it.

“I… I do not think…” You mumble, but truly, you have already given in. Your eyes are dark with desire, she can practically taste the sweetness of your surrender.

Rhaenyra presses closer to you. She kisses you, slow and sweet. You can't help but melt into her, allowing her to hungrily lick inside your mouth.

“You are so kind.” She says, when she pulls away to allow you to catch your breath. Your eyes are still closed. You make an almost hurt sound, lips searching for hers already. “So good.”

Rhaenyra leans in, and kisses your neck. You sigh, sweetly. She perches herself on your lap, pressing steady kisses to your throat. Poor thing that you are, so touch starved. Her mind is already racing, thinking of ways to keep you. She won't leave such a precious girl as you are all alone again.

She wishes, not for the first time, that she were a man. Then, he could take you to wife, and no one would dare bat an eye. The Princes from House Targaryen have been doing as they please since they first took the Iron Throne. It's only the fact that she was born a woman that prevents her from doing the same.

Daemon would have taken you already, damn the consequences. Laenor could take you as his second wife, but with the lack of titles you sport, it's unlikely. No one believes him capable of handling one woman, much less two.

She knows what the court says about her children. Rhaenyra is not dumb, nor deaf. She doesn't understand why it is a sin, though. Why should it matter at all? They are only children in the Red Keep who had been born out of love.

No one is more loved than they are, no one has a more charmed childhood. It's a sad thing, but many boys in the Seven Kingdoms do not have the luck to have a single father in their life. What is so wrong with Jacaerys and Lucerys having two?

Your hand goes to her hair, softly directing her mouth to where it pleases you most. You are not made for the cold. That much is clear. Before she had kissed you, you had been a quiet, mousy thing. Sadness had oozed out of you in waves. Under her fire, you had bloomed. You need passion, something that shook you and made you vibrate. You are the perfect treasure for her to guard.

But how to take you with her without causing an even greater scandal? Perhaps, you could be her handmaid. Then Rhaenyra thinks of your pretty hands, getting all rough from the hard work, or the Seven forbid, a Lord raising his voice at you, and she dismisses the thought.

Your hands grasp softly at her waist, touch unbearably kind. Your eyes are slightly hooded, expression full of want and admiration. It reminds her of someone.

“How do you feel about being shared?” There was only one person she could trust for the job. Well, perhaps two. But there was no way her father would allow Daemon to marry a commoner. He had tried that already.

Harwin it was, then. He was as devoted as you were, terribly kind and warm. He understood how sex could mean worship, love, or nothing at all. Rhaenyra could picture it, already. How his hands would envelop your hips, how small you would look next to him. How he would treat you, as if you were made of spun glass. You would make cute children, all with his soft eyes and your gentle smile.

The thought aroused her as much as it frightened her. Sharing you… What if Harwin wanted to keep you? You would make a good wife to him, she could tell. A good couple, so his father would finally be off his back about marrying and producing his own heir.

If he were a Targaryen, he would try. Daemon, she knew, would try to steal you from right under her nose if he thought he had a chance. It was why she would not pick him to marry you, either.

Harwin wasn't like that, though. He was loyal and steadfast in her support. Adding you into the mix… He might grumble at first, but Harwin had always liked pretty things. That's why they worked so well.

It would mean fully committing to him, of course. Yet, was it really that different from what they now had? They shared children already. A wife could not hurt the dynamic.

“Shared?” You recoil a bit, nearly pushing her off your lap. Your face says it all.

“I can't… Women are not allowed to love other women, where I am from.” Rhaenyra explains, tucking a stray hair behind your ear. If you were free to love who you wished in this strange world, your behavior would make a little sense. It would explain why you had offered yourself so freely.

“Where you are from? I… I am not going there.” You shake your head, energetically. Being denied is not something Rhaenyra is used to, yet she likes you more for it. You had a spine. Good. It would serve you well in Westeros.

“You are. Aren't you meant to be mine?”

“Well, you are meant to be mine too.” You answer, petulant. Apparently, being reminded that you are hers has upset you in some matter. Perhaps, you disliked her tone. But you will have to get used to it. She is soon to be Queen. A Queen does not bow to pleas or arguments, no matter how sweet.

“I am the heir to the Iron Throne. I have children. I must go back.” The rest is unspoken. You seem to be unimportant, in the great scheme of things in your world. Why would you not want to follow?

Your face scrunches up. You look about to cry.

“Here, let me…” Her hands start to unwrap your towel. You look startled, but do not fight her. One of her hands squeezes at your thighs, smiling at the softness there. “Good. Harwin will love these.”

Rhaenyra is, of course, taking a bit of advantage of the situation. She had seen enough of your figure to know Harwin would want you. There is nothing that he loves more than being smothered between a woman's thighs. But she wanted to see for herself.

She, too, can't wait to bed you. But that would come with time. You need to get used to the idea of being hers, and exactly what that means, first.

“I find this very rude.” You scowl, pulling your towel back to cover yourself. “I do not want this Harwin.”

“I will take you with me. He is my current lover, and he is not yet wed. There is no better way for us to be together.” Rhaenyra kisses your stomach, over the towel. She kneels as she does so, pleadingly.

She hopes this might move you. There will be no negotiating on her end. You will come, and you will marry Harwin, because she orders it so.

You give her such a heartbroken look, though, it is hard to stay firm. Rhaenyra cups your cheek in her palm.

“Come on, sweet girl. Be mine. I beg you. You won't have to bed him if you don't want to.” She caresses your cheekbone, softly.

“I… I…” You hesitate, clearly torn. Rhaenyra coos at you. You are so sweet and kind, she can't help but feel bad about what she is about to say. But it is for your own good.

The alternative is, of course, just having tonight. A night, to keep you pushing forward from what's left of your lives. Rhaenyra doubts that she could be that strong. Having you a night, knowing you are his, but unable to keep you the next morning.

“Are you happy here? Knowing you could have… Could be so much more?”

“Pet to a Princess.” Your voice is bitter. You scowl at her, all pouty lips. She is used to that routine, it is one she had perfected herself, during her younger years. It amuses Rhaenyra greatly. Never in a million years she would have expected herself to take on the role of her uncle. History repeats itself. Or so they say.

“The love of my life.” She kisses the corner of your mouth. Right now, you need reassurance, but mostly, you need her to take charge. Gods know that when she was in your position, she would have loved for Daemon to resolve her problems. “Get dressed. We will find your witch.”

[adventuresofalgy]

For what had seemed like hours and hours and hours, Algy had been tossed about in the wild sky by the storm, battling on through the lightning and wind in the darkness as best he could, afraid to land lest he should fall into a deep loch or the mighty ocean.

But at some point – and Algy was far too exhausted to know what time of night it might have been – the storm began to abate, as all storms eventually will, and as the sky gradually cleared, the moon emerged from behind the clouds, timidly at first, and then more and more boldly as the wind died down.

At last Algy could see what lay beneath him, and he was profoundly grateful to discover that it was solid land. Descending rapidly, for he could fly no further, he was astonished to see that his glowing magic pumpkin was lying safely on the ground below, nestled up against a clump of moorland grass.

Algy had feared that he had dropped the pumpkin long ago, for he had been concentrating so hard on staying up in the air, and his beak had become so cold and numb, that he really hadn't known whether he was still carrying it or not. But it seemed that in fact he must have managed to hold on to it until his final descent, and as he came in to land he rejoiced in his good fortune, while offering his heartfelt thanks to the Empress of the NIght:

As a pale phantom with a lamp Ascends some ruin's haunted stair, So glides the moon along the damp Mysterious chambers of the air. Now hidden in cloud, and now revealed, As if this phantom, full of pain, Were by the crumbling walls concealed, And at the windows seen again. Until at last, serene and proud In all the splendor of her light, She walks the terraces of cloud, Supreme as Empress of the Night.

[Algy is thinking of the opening verses of the poem Moonlight by the 19th century American poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.]

[suzukiblu]

WIP excerpt behind the cut; Cassie makes a claybaby.

But also–what, was she not going to get Mae toys and clothes? Was she not going to get her anything but the absolute basics and nothing else? Is she just–is she–

Cassie doesn’t know what she’s going to do here. She doesn’t even know what she’s doing right now. She doesn’t have enough space in her place for kid stuff or a kid and she doesn’t have money or time for a kid and she doesn’t– 

“Good start,” Cissie says, brisk and efficient; squeezing Cassie’s hand again. Bart is already offering Mae a squishy-looking stuffed lawn gnome, because Bart is the kind of person who has a reason that giving the newborn toddler a stuffed lawn gnome makes sense, though hell if anyone else is going to understand said reason. Mae squeals delightedly and immediately hugs the lawn gnome like she thinks it’s the best thing since . . . well, since she was born, about five minutes ago. 

Cassie might laugh, if she weren’t about to have a panic attack. 

Gods, what has she done? What has she done, and how is she supposed to . . . she can’t “fix” this, there isn’t a fix here, what is she supposed to do here?! 

“God, how are you so cute,” Kon says, grinning at Mae. She squishes her new lawn gnome into his face. 

“Cute!” she declares proudly. “M’cute!” 

“The cutest,” Kon coos back, reaching into the folds of his jacket to tickle her stomach, and she giggles and kicks her legs. 

“Dada cute!” she says, and Kon laughs and tickles her again, curling in around her like she’s the most important thing in the world. Cassie doesn’t know how to do that. 

Gods, she’s gonna be the worst mom. 

“Nooo, Mae’s cute,” Kon teases Mae as she keeps giggling. “The cutest! Yes you are! The cutest little claybaby!” 

Mae laughs in absolute delight and–right, Cassie remembers vaguely in the midst of her borderline panic attack. Kon actually, like, has experience with little kids. Or at least a couple of them, anyway. 

That isn’t actually going to be as helpful as it could, she thinks, because she’s the one who’s gonna have to actually take care of Mae and it’s not like she can ask Kon to do split custody just because she accidentally gave the gods the wrong idea while he was in her immediate vicinity, so like . . . okay, well, maybe he’ll be willing to babysit sometime, at least? Like–just when he can, obviously. 

God, she’s gonna have to drop out and get a job and can she even keep being Wonder Girl with a baby, is that even a thing she can do? Anita isn’t Empress anymore, after all, and admittedly she was younger and also had two surprise magic toddlers dumped on her when that happened, but– 

“Why a lawn gnome, Bart?” Anita asks skeptically, raising an eyebrow as she watches Mae bap Kon in the face with it again. 

“Because those are clay people too,” Bart says, squinting doubtfully at her. “So she gets a little friend like her. Like–duh?” 

“. . . that’s actually surprisingly logical, coming from you,” Anita says grudgingly. “But also still godsdamn ridiculous, mon.” 

“Mae likes it,” Bart says, making a face at her. “You’re just mad I’m gonna be the favorite uncle over you.” 

“Excuse you, what do you mean ‘uncle’?” Anita snorts. 

“Well, obviously Cissie’s gonna be the favorite aunt,” Greta says reasonably, apparently back to functioning on Suzie-logic herself. 

“Obviously!” Bart huffs, folding his arms. “How’s that even a question?” 

“Isn’t Wonder Woman in the running here, technically?” Tim asks with a wry little quirk of his lips. “And also all of Themyscira?” 

“Shit, you’re right, I gotta outdo Wonder Woman,” Cissie groans like she’s not still holding Cassie’s hand like the exact lifeline she needs right now and at least earning her vote for “favorite”. “How am I supposed to do that?” 

“Ranged weapons and the element of surprise,” Bart says matter-of-factly. 

“Ice cream and ignoring bedtime,” Greta says just as matter-of-factly. 

“I can work with that,” Cissie mutters speculatively, narrowing her eyes in consideration. Cassie wants to laugh, again, but still can’t. 

She just doesn’t know what she’s gonna do.

[yukarinuniversaltraveler]

Magical Drop VI !!!

(copy-pasted from this post on my Newgrounds account: https://yukarinladyboss495.newgrounds.com/news/post/1354548)

Today's the release of Magical Drop VI!

I really like this game series, even though it's pretty much your typical average match 3 Puyo Puyo "ripoff" puzzle game(?).

I have nothing finished to celebrate this day, but here's a sneak peek of a WIP:

(The Empress!! My bf's fave character! I hope y'all like it ^^)

I'm hoping VI's better than V, and I wish Magical Drop gets more popular so it can finally step out of obscurity! ^^

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hey, you have helped me s much with my book. so in my book currently the mc is a new empress and she attends this ball where royals and the elite meet to celebrate the coming of spring but there will be like friendly trails (competition) kingdoms would have to go through to win to build allyship. the thing is i have no idea what trails do you have like examples?

Story Ideas for Friendly Royal Competitions

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I've branched out into a few different themes (depends on which one you want to emphasize) for this Spring Networking Ball, so feel free to choose one & come back to me with further questions if you want me as a sounding board for your ideas.

+ I'm going to assume that magic exists, or at least is believed in. I've tried to make the ideas as friendly/fun as possible.

Competition for the "New" Empress

This is where the fact that your MC is a newbie ruler plays a factor in what games is played.

A Chance To Play a New Game. Once two kings/lords decide they'd hold hands, it is customary for the trade deal/military deal/general allyship to last for life. Now that the new empress is here, other rulers are hoping to win the favor of the MC.

-Each royal/elite will bring their national/family animal to be sacrificed in the holy fire which changes color when a sacrifice is burned. The empress just picks her favorite color.

-The new empress will bring along three Holy Children who'll make a gift of flower garlands to three lords. They would get a chance to sit at the empress's table first. How do you win over three innocent children?

-A masked ball where the new empress picks her first ally without knowing the true identity of the other. The new empress must be wise...but it turns out she picked her worst enemy after all.

A Husband For the New Queen. It is the universally accepted truth that a new empress must be in search of a husband. All eyes on the empress, who will win her heart (and her empire's favor)?

-A poetry competition (kinda like a medieval rap battle?) to please the new empress

-The empress will provide a keyword like "kindness" or "chivalry", and each lord will prepare an elevator pitch about their heroics to be shared at the table during the feast. Subtle stares and (un)friendly kicks below the banquet table.

Competition for "Allyship"

This is where the focus of the competition is the distribution of military and natural resources.

Annual Betting Table. Each king/lord must bet a particular amount of their resources (like 3000 kilos of sheep wool, etc.) to be traded off. A game is played, and the winner takes more.

-Can be a card game, like poker.

-The "gaming chips" are represented by flowers (e.g. one blue rose = 100 sheep, 1 red rose = 3 golds), and the lords and ladies exchange flowers throughout the festival. Lovesick lords giving their father's wealth away to their lovers; ladies trying to flatter and steal roses.

-If a lord/lady wants to win something over, they have to make a payment by dancing with the person who has it. How long will our empress last in her twelve-inch heels? What if she simply hates the lord who has what she wants?

Allyship Turnover. The Spring Ball is an annual event where all sorts of contracts (trade deals, borrowing of ports, arranged marriages) must be renewed; each year a new contract is formed.

-The spring festival basically becomes speed dating. The orchestra will play, and the lords move one seat to the right at every interim. You can drop out of a round by drinking a cup of strong mulberry ale. Drunk ladies ripping flowers out of each others hair?

-A game of human chess where each person plays the role of a chess piece.

Competition for the "Spring" Festival

This is where the theme of spring is emphasized.

The Spring Goddess Decides.

-The goddess of spring will express her divine wish by giving each person a tatto on their left forearm. They must find someone with a matching tattoo, or intentionally hide theirs and lie.

-The goddess will "bless" her favored lords and ladies for the year by crowning their head with flowers/turning their dress (like Cinderella). Everyone will try to form allies with these handful of Chosen Ones and spend the year preparing to win the goddess's favor.

A friendly 1-1 duel between lords (they either choose their opponent beforehand or the eldest gets to choose first or something) on a holy patch of ground. If a drop of sweat/blood falls on the ground, a flower will bloom. The one to make a flower bloom first loses.

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Pleasure of Corruption

What they never warned you about corruption is how *good* it feels.

The magical girl 'elders' (in their middle age, for it was a young girl's business) always talked about the pain, the temptation of power. How you'd want it to stop, do anything to make it stop.

How the dark voices that whispered in your ear as you screamed would tell you the only way to make that pain go away was to accept the darkness, embrace it, inflict pain on others. A difficult task, but one a strong and pure heart could overcome.

But here and now, naked and bound to otherworldly magitech you couldn't even hope to understand, you don't feel pain at all. Pain would have been easy. You understood pain.

What you felt was pleasure. Endless, burning pleasure, all throughout your body.

The darkness had creeped into your body through every opening, and instead of the sharp pain it normally brought, it felt... nice. Amazing, even. Every part of you caressed, enveloped by what you had always thought of as your eternal enemy.

You squirmed and moaned, trying to resist as you felt your inner light dim, your purity being perverted... but it was so hard to care. The pleasure was overwhelming...

You could see the Dark Empress watching you, grinning. That same evil smirk as always, and yet…

It looked different to what it normally did. It didn't make the bile rise in your throat.

It made your heart flutter and your spine tingle. Had she always been so... pretty?

The darkness surged, and your arched your back in pleasure.

"Come on, my lovely new pet." She purred, and you felt your brain mush up even more. "Give in. It feels so nice, doesn't it?" She leaned in, and whispered in your ear, her breath hot on your neck. "This is only the beginning. I can show you *so* much more..."

You wanted to tell her you wouldn't. That you'd escape, defeat her, save the day... but the words wouldn't come, though the moans of ecstasy as the darkness filled you completely. Any thoughts of resistance melted away; all you could do was ride high on your lust.

The Empress leaned in and kissed you, and you felt your light shatter.

Darkness rushed to fill the void within your heart, that which was hers filling you, making you hers too. A new outfit formed on your body; tight, black, and deliciously skimpy.

You felt powerful, but not at all like with the power of light. This was something else. Not a flame that burned under your own power, but a vast ocean that you merely channeled. It was her power, that she had merely gifted to you.

At some point your restraints were released, and floated free of the wonderful device that had broken you. You dropped to the floor and to your knees, before your Empress. "I can feel it in me, your wonderful darkness! Thank you so much, Mistress!"

She leans down and pats your head. "You're welcome, pet. I could hardly let such a pretty thing like you labor under the light, now could I? Now you're *mine*, forever. My beautiful servant of darkness."

"Of course, Mistress." You echo. "Forever yours."

And yet, something something still nagged at you. "Mistress?" You ask. "I was... the older magical girls told us that corruption was painful. But for me, it was amazing. Why didn't they tell us it was so wonderful?"

She simply smiles. "Well, pet, isn't that obvious?"

"If you all knew how wonderful embracing the darkness was, why would anyone choose to serve the light?"

[rusquared]

drabble idea so i can enjoy the act of sharing my thoughts without the time investment of writing shit down:

han sooyoung stopped writing. she couldn't hold a pen with the same careless ease anymore. not after everything that her own hands had caused. she can grade essays and she'll even bicker with dokja about the quality of the random books he picks up. but she won't write. she still flinches when joonghyuk brushes past her and is so real. she won't write.

joonghyuk pisses her off, as usual, about something or the other. in return she leaves a sticky note on top of an embarrassing gift for him. something petty and annoying. joonghyuk tries to ignore her. so she starts leaving them on his door. "yjh is a bastard" "supreme king, 33, unemployed" etc. they increase every week and yjh, for all his cleanliness, never removes them.

sometimes she gets risky. "yoo joonghyuk will do as i, han sooyoung, command". she pretends she didn't already do this to him in two separate worldlines. "today, the supreme king shall make tteokbokki for the black flames empress" "tonight, the supreme king shall not complain about the dishes being done" "this week, the supreme king will not say no to karaoke night"

something about referring to him in the 3rd person is funny, and she keeps it up. but she finds herself leaving sticky notes in her room, too. "what does it mean to be an actor?" "young girl. creates underground fight club" "what's a good magic system in a world based in space?"

han sooyoung never prided herself for creativity, or passion. she just knew how to write, and how to write well (ignoring the one time she wrote in the sloppiest, most verbose, and most passionate way possible). so these little notes don't mean anything to her. it's nothing of note. the view from the window just looked interesting this afternoon. "kim dokja still uses government name in online forums" "yoo sangah -> sadist? enjoys arguing with senators" notes. notes. notes. she's just making observations, is all.

without the avatar skill, and with the system barely there, her mind is quiet. no predictions being made. whatever plot comes to mind is no longer the most probable or best written.

one day, dokja bursts into her room to complain about something or the other. she's asleep at her desk. in front of her, the wall is a rainbow of colors. dokja can't peel his eyes away. what he had always reached for. what none of the other books, as good as they were, could give him. tls123's writing.

it's disjointed and mixed, multiple plot ideas picked up and dropped, no coherent order to it all. but he gathers as many as he can without her noticing, and tiptoes to his room. joonghyuk, watching from the doorway, says nothing. he places the tea he had prepared next to sooyoung's sleeping figure and covers her with a blanket.

when sooyoung slips into dokja's bedroom on another sleepless night permeated by what if he's not there?, she freezes. he has placed all the sticky notes he could gather on his own wall. lovingly arranged in order. some even having miniature sticky notes of their own with his thoughts and questions. the boy so hungry for her stories went ahead and pieced them together on his own. han sooyoung won't write again. but kim dokja will always be her #1 reader.