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calltomuster · 3 years ago

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Star Wars Fic Recs Part the Fourth

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Been a few weeks since I've done one of these and I've read/reread some great fics recently so let me share them with you now!

And I Fear Nothing by @maiseey (Obi-Wan/Cody, WIP, 11/? chapters, 43.4k words) Picture this: I am sitting in the parking lot of my local grocery store, having just bought a load of perishables. I get the email that And I Fear Nothing has just been updated. What do I do: run home to preserve the food I just paid for, or sit in my car and read the new chapter right away? The answer is obvious, of course! That is exactly the situation I found myself in last week when chapter 11 dropped and I did in fact choose to read it in spite of my groceries, that's how much I love this fic. In this fic, Obi-Wan and Cody are raising Luke and Leia together on Tatooine, and they've got so much trauma, and new + old wounds, and love for each other and the children they're raising that it both warms your heart and tears it apart. But that's not all, this fic expands beyond just the small home in the middle of the Jundland Wastes and explores Ahsoka and Rex and their journey to de-chip as many clones as possible. I love this fic because it doesn't shy away from hard conversations, but it does it in a way that makes you want to cry and give everyone involved a hug. Plus, there are some fantastic minor clone characters that you will 100% want to die for by the time you finish reading. Cannot recommend this fic enough.

Obligate by @communistkenobi (gen, one-shot, 23.9k words, Obi-Wan & Anakin & Ahsoka) Just when you thought the Deception arc didn't have enough pain, this AU sees Anakin fake his death instead of Obi-Wan! My heart is physically ripped out of my chest just thinking about this fic, so imagine what it'd do to you actually reading it. Anything @communistkenobi writes is so well-done and I've gone through his works list on AO3 multiple times, but somehow I missed this when it was first posted and it was like a wonderfully delightful surprise when I ran into it the other day. So, so good. Highly recommend!

Moirai by damonkey (gen, WIP, 4/? chapters, 9.2k words, Obi-Wan & Qui-Gon) All I can really say about this fic without giving anything away is that it's a Phantom Menace AU and it's so intriguing. The author is very deliberate in having a vague summary and only tagging as the story progresses, so I truly have no idea what's ahead of me but it's so -- as I said -- intriguing that I'm happy to strap into the ride. Ahhhh I'm skimming through the fic and there are so many things I want to mention but I don't want to give anything away!

Almost Home by @frunbuns (gen, one-shot, 5.2k words, Obi-Wan & Anakin) You know, every time I recc a Modern AU I'm like "I don't usually like Modern AUs but..." and then proceed to gush over the fic. I went and checked and I've recced a Modern AU on almost every fic rec list I've made! Maybe I do like Modern AUs?? Or maybe the fics are just that good -- and this fic is definitely that good. In this fic, the first of a planned series of fics set in a modern Star Wars universe, Obi-Wan is reeling from the loss of his adoptive father Qui-Gon and has to care for a young Anakin. Ooooooof. Definitely hits you right in the feels, this one. Love the non-chronological storytelling too!

Naked and Not Paid by biscuitlevitation (Obi-Wan/212th Attack Battalion, WIP, 6/? chapters, 14.9k words) This fic is essentially ~15k words of the clones thirsting over Obi-Wan and it is the funniest thing I have read all year. I'm not kidding, I just read the last chapter which features space-church-lady!Anakin and I laughed so hard I cried. I'm cracking up just thinking about it. I promise you will have a good time reading this fic. And if the tag "Obi-Wan Kenobi/212th Attack Battalion" puts you off, let me just say there's no sex in this at all, it's just thirst. And it's hilarious.

Full Disclosure by @trixree (Obi-Wan/Cody, WIP, 2/3 chapters, 7.4k words) ROTS AU in which the Force bonds Obi-Wan has formed with a few members of the 212th save them from the chip and Order 66, but it doesn't stop the devastation from happening on a mass scale and they all have to try and deal with Mustafar and Luke and Leia. This fic manages to be both extremely soft and extremely gut-wrenching at the same time, and I wish I could leave more kudos. Full disclosure (get it, little pun there for ya), I will be dying until the final chapter comes out. Time to go listen to Olivia Rodrigo and reread this fic and just live in my feels.

Thirteen Days by @ewanmcgregorismyhomeboy12 (gen, one-shot, 4.1k words, Obi-Wan & Anakin) Post-Zygerria arc, Anakin dresses an unconscious Obi-Wan's injuries and struggles. Ahhhh this fic is one of my favorite Zygerria arc fics, and given that that's my favorite arc, that's saying a lot! Obi-Wan doesn't say a word in this fic, but his presence is very much there, if you know what I mean. And the descriptions of injuries here are pretty graphic at times, but it's so good that you'll want to keep reading even if you have to do it through the fingers covering your eyes.

brother, let me be your shelter by @kenobilovebot (gen, one-shot, 1.6k words, Obi-Wan & Anakin) This fic packs so much tenderness in a short amount of words. It covers an AU in which Obi-Wan's issues from Zigoola never really resolve, and Anakin finds out when -- well, you'll just have to read for yourself. I love Zigoola because it is such an excellent whumpfest for poor Obi-Wan and this fic is great for that, but also highlights Anakin and Obi-Wan's relationship.

A Padawan At War (Again) series by @itstimeforstarwars (gen, 3 parts, 100k words, Obi-Wan & Anakin) In this series, Obi-Wan and Anakin are transported from The Phantom Menace into the Clone Wars and have to deal with all that comes with it: fighting wars, discovering a Padawan you never knew you had, dueling your grandmaster who apparently is a Sith Lord now(?!) and all the rest. This series is a great ride, and I look forward to every update. Note: the first fic in this series is a one-shot that was expanded upon, and it drops you in media res. The second fic is a prequel that shows how they got to that point, and the third fic is the sequel that shows what comes after.

The Desert Storm series by @blue-sunshine-mauve-morning (complete, 24 parts, 1.144 million words) There has never been a better time to start reading this series. If you read Star Wars fics on AO3, then you've definitely seen the Desert Storm series before, but maybe you were daunted by the high word count, or felt like it would be too much effort to go all the way to the beginning of a series but couldn't just jump in halfway. Let me tell you, it's 100% worth it, and now is the perfect time to read this series if you haven't already. This series is complete, but it turns out it's all just Act 1 of the larger story, which will continue in the Rise and Fall series. @blue-sunshine-mauve-morning is taking a break right now before starting the next series, so you have ample time to get caught up, and YOU REALLY SHOULD. Let me tell you, this series had me on the edge of my seat more than any other piece of media I can remember. With the most recent chapters, where everything that has been building for a million words came to a head, I would get so worked up after each chapter that beforehand I would have to queue up calming things to watch afterwards, and it still wouldn't be enough and I'd be too full of feelings to get anything done the rest of the day. Seriously, this series is amazing. And if you HAVE read it before but haven't reread, now is the perfect time for that as well. I've reread this series multiple times and it's so rewarding because the author sprinkled in so many hints as to what will come that you only understand the second (or third) time around. I know I've written a lot for this rec but this is a long series and it deserves it. Go read! Now!

If you like any of these fics, please consider reblogging so they can get more exposure! And if you noticed I missed someone’s Tumblr account, or linked the wrong one, please let me know!

#star wars #fic recs #obi-wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #ahsoka tano #commander cody #qui-gon jinn #commander rex #jedi order #sw tcw

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fantasy-fields-bitty-center · 3 years ago

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What are the best bitties for (almost) any kind of house? Like they could adapt or is just naturally good at fitting in anywhere?

The best bitties for almost everywhere from each of our species are:

Lamia: Taibra - Taibra's are surprisingly sweet and can be calm gentle giants. But they will be protective at first, sometimes even overprotective. Any of your family members can quickly become his family, but at the same time he won't let others treat him wrong, so there's no chance anyone even dares to look down on him. Being nice does not equal getting disrespected, especially in this case.

Satyr: Mauve - These guys are really good at adapting to their current enviroment, so they'd be fine with lots of bitties, few or even being the only one. They do prefer company, but they'll be fine as long as you're not outside 24/7 without them. Take them with you whenever possible, nobody likes being constantly alone at home. And if you don't have the space to have a play area at home, going outside with them is the best you can do!

Spino: Splash - They're very tolerable and dont mind being the only bitty or being in anything from a small to a large family as long as they have a place to go to be alone when needed. And while they do need playtime, that can be as easy as having a toy they can chase. They are very good at entertaining themselves when needed and are also very affectionate for a Spino bitty.

#tem answers #satyr info #dino info #lamia info #bitty info #taibra lamia bitty #mauve satyr bitty #splash spino bitty #this ask is old #so i gotta update it in the future #tem rambles

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leafs-lover · 4 years ago

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Because Two People Got Drunk: 23

Series Masterlist

Chapter 23

Summary: Your trip in Greece is coming to an end; conversations of the future and the state of your relationship ensue.

Warning: Swearing, smut, oral sex (male and female receiving), kind of public smut but not really?

Word Count: 7200

“What do you think Ollie is doing?” you ask the next morning while looking into the closet for clothes.

“He is having a bath” Fred exclaims showing you a picture of Oliver in the bathtub at his parents’ house, bubbles surrounding him as he has a huge smile on his face. “Mom said when she turned her back to check on the pancakes he reached into the batter bowl to pull out a blueberry. The entire thing spilled on him so now he is having a bath.”

You both laugh as he shows you the pictures of your son covered in batter “he loves his blueberries” you say.

“Get dressed in something comfortable we have some walking today. But wear a bathing suit underneath” he places a quick kiss on your cheek before walking out of the room.

A few minutes later you are sitting in the passenger seat of the rental car, Fred’s hand gently resting on your thigh as he drives along the cliffside roads before stopping in a parking lot. You step out of the car and you and Fred begin the hike up to Akrotiri, his hand laced with yours.

Akrotiri is a village established in the Bronze Age as a fishing and farming village. A few centuries later the area had expanded into significant trade port with Cyprus and Minoan Crete. There is evidence of foreign pottery and copper discovered; indicative of the sophistication of the settlement. There is even paved streets and evidence of a drainage system.

When you arrive you see the village is built on the slopes of a hill, and has a view of the Caldera cliffs. In 16th Century BC there was a series of earthquakes which alerted the community of the possible eruption. The members of the community fled the area leaving behind many of their possessions. A volcanic eruption occurred and the town was covered in volcanic ash which preserved most of the settlement.

Archaeologists have been excavating the area since 1967; there is a path that connects the excavation site to the current town. Inside the excavation area there are walkways suspended above the remains. You explore the village and some of the buildings open to the public. The walls are decorated in magnificent wall-paintings, and there is a large majority of ceramic scattered around.

“This is incredible” you say looking around at the excavation. “Being in a place that is this old makes you really realize how small we are.”

Fred’s hand rests on the small of your back and he kisses your cheek “yeah how our lives are just a small moment in time.”

After a few hours you and Fred make the journey back to your car. He drives to a beach that has a few other patrons scattered around it, but is relatively quiet. He pulls out a blanket from the trunk and some sandwiches he had packed away, setting up a picnic on the beach.

After eating you sit on the blanket watching the deep blue water slowly crash against the shore. “You really are amazing” you say resting your head on his shoulder “you planned an incredible trip, all the details and I had no idea. Like genuinely zero clue you were doing this, you always surprise me.”

“I know I really am the best” Fred jokes placing a hand on your leg “let’s go swim” he says. You look to him and see that the heat is causing beads of sweat to fall down his forehead, glistening in the sunlight.

You both stand up and Fred peels his shirt off leaving him in his bathing suit, you smile as you breathe him in, his chiseled chest and broad shoulders. You step to your tip toes and kiss him, placing your hand lightly on his chest. Fred’s hand lightly touches your back as he kisses you back. You deepen the kiss bringing your other hand to the back of his neck. Fred pulls away, causing you to groan in displeasure. “Senere Kære, er vi ikke alene” he chuckles as he pulls your shirt over your head.

You step out of your shorts as Fred grins seeing you standing in your navy bikini. “Fuck your gorgeous” he says as he scans up and down your body. Your bikini hugs you in the right places, hangs low on your hips; your chest is practically popping out of the top. His eyes are locked on your chest as he pulls you in close to him placing a passionate kiss on your lips. He runs a finger up your side, playing with the knot on your bottoms while his other hands slide down your back stopping on your butt. You pull back slightly and whisper his words “later dear we are not alone” back to him.

He laughs “when did you start learning Danish?” he questions.

“Well my boyfriend kept saying things in Danish and I never knew what he was saying. So I decided to start learning the language. But so far I only know a little bit, still a lot to go.”

“Hmm, is that so?” he questions against your lips.

“My boyfriend and son are Danish; I figured it’s important I learn some. This way I can talk with some of your family members, It’s a part of you and Ollie and any other kids we have, so it should be a part of me too.”

“You are something babe” he mumbles kissing you.

“Also when you start to grumble under your breath in Danish about something I’m making you do I want to know what you’re saying” you joke.

“No idea what you’re talking about” he says staring at you with a smirk on his face.

“Really?” you question. “I remember a lot of grumbling and Danish being said when it came to hanging pictures in the living room. Wish I could have known what you were saying then.”

He looks down at you with his golden brown eyes, lingering as he grins down at you. “I don’t remember that at all” he says kissing you causing you to laugh into the kiss. You pull away and move into the water, you wade in the warmth occasionally stealing kisses. You spend a few hours on the beach before retreating to the hotel.

“You ready yet” Fred calls from the living room. You can see him in the living room sitting on his phone; he has called out to you 3 times already.

“You said we had to leave at 6:30, its only 6:20 so I still have time babe” you reply poking your head around the corner.

He turns his head to look at you “its 6:24 and you aren’t dressed. You aren’t going to be ready on time” he groans.

You walk away laughing and head to the bed where your dress is laid out. A few minutes later you exit the room in an emerald green satin maxi dress. It has adjustable spaghetti straps that crisscross at the back and has a mauve, red, peach, and green floral print. It has a high, fitted waist, with a flowing maxi skirt with a high front slit.

Fred hears you coming and stands up putting his phone in his pocket. When he finally sees’s you his jaw practically drops to the floor.

“Wow, you look incredible” he says walking over to you placing his hands on your hips. He gently kisses you on the lips “absolutely incredible.” You wrap your hands around his neck and kiss him back, “I still have 2 minutes to spare” you say when you pull back.

You turn around to walk when Fred pulls you back towards him “you’re missing something though elskede” he says. You shoot him a confused glance as Fred reaches into his pocket, and pulls out a small red jewelry box and hands it to you. You examine the box, noticing the gold border and Cartier painted across the top.

You look at Fred, and he smiles while raising his eyebrow at you while you open the box. Inside is a pair of white gold brilliant-cut diamond earrings. The main stone is surrounded by multiple smaller stones. The light shimmers off the diamonds no matter the angle you look at them.

“Freddie” you whisper “this is beautiful. It’s too much though.”

“Nothing is too much for you” he says. Your eyes finally meet his and you stand on your tippy toes kissing him. You bring one hand up into his hair and grip the back of his neck, while his hands slide around your waist. Your tongue dances in his mouth when you finally pull away.

“I’m going to put these on then I’ll be ready” you say walking to the mirror. You change the earrings with the ones you are currently wearing; Fred walks up behind you kissing your neck.

“They are stunning” you say clasping the second one. Fred runs his hands up your arms “just like you” he says kissing your cheek. You turn around and wrap your hands in his hair pulling his face closer to yours as your lips connect. Your hands grip his red hair, as he leans down, hands cupping your ass.

Your hands tangle as the kiss intensifies, you rolling your hips eliciting a soft moan from Fred’s lips. You finally pull away, you’re both gasping for air. A smile spreads across your face while you bring a hand up and wipe some lipstick you left on his lips. He glances to the clock behind which says 6:31 “told you we’d be late” he grabs your hand and leads you out of the room.

“Wow, look at this, it’s breathtaking” you say looking out at the view from the table. Fred booked you a table at an amazing romantic restaurant during sunset; it has dramatic views of the caldera and the deep blue Aegean sea.

“Yeah it is, but you even more beautiful” Fred says grabbing your hand and giving it a light squeeze.

“You are ridiculous you know that?” you joke rolling your eyes.

“I just don’t know if you know how beautiful you are” he says sipping his red wine.

“I mean you only tell me 5 times a day”

“Oh, I should be telling you more than that” he says causing you both to laugh.

You fall into a casual conversation as you sit at the end of the outdoor patio enjoying your dinner. You sit and watch the beautiful sunset, after dinner the waiter returns to your table to clear your table.

“Can I interest you in some dessert?” he asks returning to the table. You think back to the menu, and remember reading about the pies and cakes earlier. If the desert is half as good as the entre you know you are in for a treat, your mouth begins to water.

Without even waiting for your response Fred says yes and orders you the chocolate cake with caramel drizzle. “You know me so well” you say smiling at him.

“No you are just predictable with deserts, chocolate.”

A few minutes later the waiter returns setting down the plate with two forks.

“Oh this is amazing” you moan taking a bite of the decadent cake. Fred leans over the table and says in a hushed tone “I can’t wait to make those sounds later.”

Your eyes go wide, feeling wetness pool in your core. Fred keeps his eyes locked on you, a devilish grin on his face as he takes a small piece of cake on his fork. After swallowing a piece of cake, he sets his fork down and wipes the side of his mouth with the napkin.

He stands up, pulling you with him. He places a hand on the small of your back leading you out to the car. His hand slides down to your ass as he reaches around you for the door handle. Before opening the door you turn around and pull him against you.

Fred presses you against the car, his hands squeezing your hips tightly. You roll your hips into his, one hand squeezing his side the other firmly gripping his bicep. One of his hands slides to the high slip on your dress, pushing its way through the fabric. You bring your leg up and bend it, further exposing your skin.

Fred’s tongue continues to swirl around in your mouth, his large hand slides up your thigh, pushing through the slit. His finger grazes over your clothed core when you giggle and pull back. You hear Fred take a deep breath, before his mouth attaches to your neck.

“Freddie” you moan.

“Yes dear” he mumbles nipping your neck.

You playfully attempt to push him off you, but he overpowers you pushing you against the car chuckling against your neck.

“Babe come on” you groan as he sucks on your sweet spot one hand firmly squeezing your ass.

“Someone might come” you moan feeling his erection press into your pelvis.

“So” he says a finger slipping under your underwear.

“Ohh” you moan feeling him lightly graze your folds. “Our hotel is 10 minutes away” you say gripping his wrist pushing him off you. Fred smirks at you before re-adjusting himself and opening your door.

When you finally return to the hotel room Fred immediately pins you against the wall, his mouth attached to yours. Your hand untucks his shirt and makes it way to his hard stomach before finding his treasure line. Fred reaches down and grabs under your thighs, hoisting you up. Your mouth doesn’t leave his as he walks over to couch sitting down.

You sit on your knees and grab the hem of his shirt and pull it over his head before reconnecting your mouth to his chest. One of Fred’s hands slides up gently caressing your ass. His other returns to the slit of your dress, and begins to caress the exposed skin. He moves his hand to the zipper of your dress but before he can you slowly slide off Fred and onto your knees in front of him. You hear him mumbling in Danish as you start to undo his belt. After removing his belt you undo his pants and slide them off his large thighs.

Your hands slide up his thighs as you place soft kisses on his legs. Your hand begins to palm him over his boxers; you can feel his erection straining the thin fabric waiting to be freed. You gently toy with the elastic before looking up at him. You lock eyes and you pull them off, Fred lifts his hips to help you. As the fabric comes down you hear his hard cock slap against his stomach.

You bring your eyes down to look at it, precum dripping from the tip causing you to lick your lips. The tip is red and throbbing as you bring it to your mouth, licking him up. Your hands gently slide up and down his thigh as you place soft kisses on his cock. You open your mouth and move to take him in. You look up to him and Fred groans as you take him in your mouth. You start slow, gently bobbing on him, using your hand to take what your mouth can’t fit.

Your hand and mouth work together as you continue slowly bobbing on him. You pull your hand down to his thigh and begin stroking them up and down as you take more of him in your mouth. You continue your motions, taking more of him each time.

After a few minutes of having him in your mouth, you increase the pace. You hollow your cheek to take all of him; his hand comes to your hair moving it from your face. You look up at him through your lashes, locking eyes as he hits the back of your throat.

Fred rocks his hips, causing you to gag slightly as some spit dribbles out of your mouth. Some of your hair begins to fall in front of your face; Fred slides his hand in your hair pulling it into a ponytail behind your head. You continue sucking on him and stroking his thighs.

“Babe…I’m gonna…I’m” he starts to mumble. You feel his thighs tighten indicating he is almost done and you gently squeeze on them. You swirl your tongue around him a few times before you deep throat him and feel his warm cum hit the back of your throat.

You continue sucking on him until he stops. You lick him up and pull your mouth away and stand up. Fred pulls you into his lap and wipes some off your chin. He brings his finger to your mouth and you open it, swirling your tongue around his finger.

“Fucking hell” he says as you continue to suck on his finger. He pulls his hand from you and stands up throwing you over his shoulder; “Freddie” you squeal. He carries you down the hall to the bedroom, bringing a hand up to smack your ass. You giggle as he throws you on the bed, quickly crawling on top of you.

Today is your fourth and final full day in Santorini. The trip has been amazing, you and Fred have spent the days exploring the beautiful island learning about the history, and the nights tangled in the bed together. You fly back tomorrow at 3pm, so you plan on exploring the capital tomorrow.

You are in a light sleep when you begin to feel light kisses being placed on your core. Your eyes flutter open when you feel a tongue slip inside your walls. You look down and see a shirtless Fred lying on his stomach, your legs hooked over his shoulders; his hands gripping your ass.

A soft moan escapes your lips and you feel Fred smile between your legs. He gently licks the outside of your slit, tasting your juices. Fred moves his tongue from your left to the right dragging it across your entrance in the process, eliciting a sharp breath from you.

His tongue presses further inside your walls, his beard rubbing against your thighs. His hand slides under your shirt up your stomach along your rib cage, and along the outer edge of your breasts. He continues sliding his hand up and down the same trail a few more times getting closer and closer to your nipples each time, grazing your areolas.

He begins circling your breasts with his hands, occasionally pinching your nipples as his tongue applies more pressure. He begins exploring inside of you, finally pressing his tongue as far in as it could.

You begin to feel the ball building in your stomach, as you take in a few sharp breaths. Fred eases up the pressure, becoming gentler in his motions, earning a whimper from you as you were getting close to your release.

His tongue doesn’t move from you, continuing to fuck inside you with it. Your hands grip the bedsheets as his nose brushes against your clit. Your breathing becomes deeper; nipples are hard while beads of sweat develop on your forehead and neck.

You rotate your hips slightly, and clench your legs around his head. Fred increases the pressure, pinching your nipple.

“Holy shit” you moan; Fred increases his rhythm. Your orgasm washes over you; your knuckles go white as you tightly grip the sheets, your walls tense against his tongue. Fred doesn’t move, his tongue continues to thrust inside of you as your breathing becomes normal.

Fred releases your legs, and crawls up your body on his elbows. Sweat has gathered in sections across your body and you stare back at him with a smile on your face; you see some of your juices on his chin and in his beard. Fred closes the gap and kisses you; you taste yourself on him sliding your hands up his biceps as you scratch his back.

“Good morning” he mumbles against your lips.

“Definitely is a good morning. You should wake me up like that every day” you say kissing him again.

“I’ll see what I can do” he mumbles kissing your collarbone.

“You order breakfast?” you ask smelling the dark roast coffee.

“Mhm” he hums sucking on your neck his hand sliding under your shirt “breakfast is the most important meal skat.”

He lowers himself and begins kissing the exposed skin of your stomach eliciting soft moans from your lips. Your stomach growls loudly causing Fred to groan and laugh; “I guess you need to eat” he says crawling away pulling you out from under the duvet.

After breakfast you head to Mesa Pigadia a small, quiet beach with large pebbles and dark blue, crystal-clear waters where you take out some kayaks along coast. There is the occasional patron on the beach, but the area is relatively quiet. You pass by the red and black sand beaches along the way to some sea caves. “This is amazing” you say taking his hand as you step out of the kayak, “how long have you been planning this for?” you question.

“Not too long, just a couple weeks… or months” he says kissing your cheek.

“Is that all?” you question raising your eyebrow at him.

“Well I wanted this summer to be special, so I brought you to the place that I thought might compare to your beauty” he says placing a light kiss on your lips. “It doesn’t by the way” he whispers in your ear causing you to roll your eyes. Fred pulls his shirt over his head, leaving him in his bathing suit. You smile seeing his tanned and firm upper body.

“You know once you have the girl you can stop with the cheesy lines” you joke. Fred laughs wrapping his arms around your waist “not a cheesy line, it’s the truth” he places a soft kiss on your forehead. He hands you a snorkel and you strip down to your bathing suit before jumping into the clear blue water, Fred following behind you. You see the colourful coral and vibrant fish while you explore the caves. As you are swimming you feel Fred touch your arm, he points to your side, you follow his gaze with your eyes and you are taken back.

You see a 4 foot loggerhead turtle swimming a few feet away. It has a reddish-brown shell as it glides through the water with ease. You and Fred float in the water staring at it for what feels like forever but likely was only a minute before it swims out of view. You both pop up and Fred pulls out his mouthpiece “that was amazing!”

“I can’t believe we just saw that, that was incredible!” you say as Fred pulls you close and places a kiss on your lips. Your hands grip the back of his neck as you continue kissing him, floating in the calm waters of the cave. Fred pulls back “want to head back?” he questions. You nod as you swim back to the kayaks.

You step up onto the shore, water dripping down your sun kissed skin. You walk up to Fred and lock him in a deep, passionate kiss “we should get back” he whispers his hands lightly placed on your waist.

“You sure” you whisper, your hand sliding down his treasure line over the front of his bathing suit, you palm over him and feel him begin to harden under you. Fred grips your wrist and pushes it off of you, a grin on his face. You smirk at him; standing on your tippy toes you kiss Fred. Your hands snake into his hair, pulling his head down to you; you push your hips forward feeling him through his bathing suit.

His hands on your hip push you back onto flat feet, you grin up at Fred who pulls you in closer to his chest. “You’re lucky there is nothing in here for me to bend you over” he growls into your ear.

His hand slides down your back, under your bathing suit. He starts to stroke your bare ass as he begins sucking on your neck, a whimper leaving your lips. Fred grins before leaning down to kiss you, you feel his hands wander your body and don’t even notice what he is doing until you feel your bottoms hit your feet.

Your eyes go wide and you pull away from him slightly. Fred sucks on your bottom lip, as he brings a hand to your folds. He toys with the entrance, gently opening them up as you moan. He slips two fingers in and begins pumping them, your head falls back and Fred bites the newly exposed area of your neck.

“Fred…what if…what if someone comes” you barely manage to say as he thrusts his long fingers in and out. He uses a leg to spread your legs a little wider, bringing his thumb up to press circles into your clit.

“You should have thought of that before you teased me” he replies increasing the pace.

“Fuck” you mumble as is quickly pumping inside you. You rock your hips to increase the friction and hear Fred chuckle. He continues to fuck his fingers in and out of you and slips a third one in. The third finger brings you to the edge of your orgasm, the ball building in your stomach.

“Babe” you whine your hands gripping onto his biceps, trying to brace yourself for what you know is about to happen.

“You gonna cum?” Fred asks but you know he knows the answer. A whimper leaves your mouth as you feel your walls begin to tighten, just as you are about to fall over the edge everything stops. Fred pulls his fingers from you and wipes them on his bathing suit.

“What?” you ask unable to form a clear sentence. Fred steps away and over to the bag and pulls his shirt over his head.

“You think you get to do whatever you want. You think you can tease me all day long, well two can play at that game.” Before you have a chance to respond Fred kisses your cheek and hands you your clothes “sucks doesn’t it?”

You pull away; Fred has a large grin on his face. You stand there for a moment locked in a staring contest. Fred steps closer to you and places his mouth beside your ear “you can try to take care of yourself, but it won’t be the same. We both know you can’t take care of yourself the way I do, but if you want to try I’m not in a rush.”

He doesn’t move, his breath on your neck sending goosebumps down your spine. You consider his words, and you know he is right. You can get the job done yourself but you know it won’t be the same. And the fear of someone showing up is concerning to you. You take a step back from Fred who is still smirking at you; you shake your head and huff in disapproval before shimmying your wet bottoms back up your legs and throwing your clothes over top.

Fred smiles, knowing he has won and helps you get into your kayak to make the journey back. When you return the kayaks Fred stops at a small café on the way back to the hotel to grab some sandwiches and salad to eat back at the hotel.

After you finish eating on the patio you head inside to shower the salt water off of you. You curl your hair into beachy waves and apply your makeup in a natural fashion. You stand in your wrap trying to pick something to wear when Fred walks out from the bathroom. You watch him walk by, his towel hung low on his hips, water dripping down his abs. His wavy red hair is damp, and you can tell he hasn’t brushed it yet, merely running his hand through it to pull it from his eyes.

“You know you could wear nothing and you would look amazing” he mumbles wrapping his arms around you playfully pulling at the strings of your robe.

You laugh lightly “you say that because you love it when I wear nothing.”

“Very true, but I do love you in everything and anything. I ordered dinner, so you have 20 minutes babe” he kisses your cheek and places a light slap on your ass. You squeal and jump slightly while Fred walks to the other side of the room to his dresser. You turn around to say something but in that moment Fred drops the towel from his waist. You see his large thighs, his tan line from his bathing suit; and his butt, that is a lighter colour in comparison. You have the urge to walk over and cup his ass when he bends over to pick out a pair of boxers from the bottom drawer. You can see part of his member as it hangs before he stands up straight pulling it out of view.

Your eyes slowly walk up his back, before finding his eyes staring back at you. A devilish grin has spread across his face; you feel your cheeks immediately go red.

“I see you like it when I wear nothing too” he grins before pulling his boxers up over his toned ass. You turn away to your clothes as you hear Fred getting dressed behind you. You use all your willpower to not turn around and look at him because you know if you do you won’t be able to stop yourself. You hear silence and you finally will yourself to turn around and see that he has left the room.

About 10 minutes later you walk out to the balcony and see Fred in a tight white button up shirt tucked into his khaki pants. Your breath catches in your throat as you move toward him. Fred hears your heels and looks up “every day you get a little more beautiful” he says kissing you. You are dressed in a white and blue floral romper, it has thin straps with an intricate crochet overlaid on top. “But if we’re being honest I prefer you in nothing” he growls in your ear.

“Same babe” you whisper.

You sit outside eating dinner and drinking wine together when Fred moves to the food cart the hotel left earlier and places a decadent piece of chocolate cake on the table. Before sitting down he pulls you into his lap. He takes the fork and feeds both of you the cake, your mouth waters the entire time. But not because of the cake but the man that is feeding you.

He scoops the last piece on the fork and moves to feed it to you, but quickly puts it in his mouth. He slowly pulls the fork from his mouth as your jaw drops “Frederik I can’t believe –“ before you can finish Fred locks you in a deep kiss. You can taste the cake on his lips “you know what calling me Frederik does” he groans.

You move to place soft kisses on his neck below his ear “I don’t know what you’re talking about” you mumble sucking on his neck “Frederik.”

Fred abruptly stands up; you practically fall off and burst out laughing. Fred picks you up throwing you over his shoulder carrying you to the bedroom. You reach down to grab Fred’s ass, but before you can he brings a hand up and places a smack on yours causing you to squeal. When you reach the bedroom he throws you onto the bed and quickly is on top of you.

He rests his hands on either side of your head. He leans down locking you in a passionate kiss. Based on the playfulness of the last few hours and the 3 bottles of wine you have consumed you expect it to be rushed and sloppy but find it to be soft and tender. You moan into the kiss as his tongue dances in your mouth.

One of your hands slide under his shirt feeling his muscular back. Your nails lightly drag up and down his back as he begins lightly sucking on your neck. Your hand moves around to his chest and you begin unbuttoning his shirt. Fred’s right hand slips down to your leg and gently begins drawing circles on your thigh before slipping it up under the hem of your romper shorts. He lightly strokes his fingers over your clothed core.

Your back arches as you push his shirt off his shoulders. Fred brings his hand up and pushes your straps off your shoulders. He helps you slide out of your romper, placing soft kisses on your chest and stomach. Once he has removed your romper he kisses your neck while undoing your bra. Your hands explore his bare muscular back. Once he has removed your bra he begins to gently massage your breast before bringing his mouth down the suck on the other one.

“Fred" you moan out as your hands slide down to his belt making quick work of the buckle. When you unbutton his pants he lifts away and rids himself of them and his boxers leaving himself completely exposed. You lean on your elbows and stare at him. You look down at his hard cock while you lick your lips; you see the leaked precum and think about is having him in your mouth. “Not tonight baby” Fred says pushing you so you are lying on your back and pulls your panties down your legs “not tonight baby”

He returns to the bed, lifting your legs over his shoulder while lying down on his stomach. He stares into your dripping cunt; you feel his breath on it as his beard grazes your thighs. He licks a stripe up you and mumbles “fuck you’re so wet baby.”

“You do this to me baby” you say causing Fred to groan loudly.

He continues placing light licks on you for a few minutes before he brings two fingers and slowly slides them into you. You cry out as he begins to slowly thrust in and out of you, while sucking on your clit. Your hand falls down to his hair as he continues to gently pump in and out of you.

You can feel your ball beginning to form deep in your stomach, but you know it will take a while at this speed. Fred knows it too, but he doesn’t pick up his pace. His fingers slowly curl in and out hitting your spot every time. His mouth slides from your clit into your folds as he licks inside you. “Taste good too" he mumbles.

At that moment his pace picks up his fingers being thrust into you. “Fuck" you cry out gripping his hair tightly. The ball in your stomach is close to bubbling over and this encourages Fred. His thumb massages your clit as his fingers pump in and out hitting your sweet spot every time.

“Cum for me baby” he says. You bring a hand up and start playing with your perked breast. Fred sucks on your pubic bone, as his fingers continue pumping inside you.

Your orgasm comes crashing over you; you grip his hair while your toes curl. Your orgasm is long, and Fred doesn’t stop his hand until you have finished. He pulls his fingers from you and replaces them with his mouth.

You wince at the feeling, still sensitive from your first orgasm. He gently licks up your juices and places light kisses on your thigh and stomach. Your breathing has steadied and you have regained enough of yourself; you attempt to push Fred to his back.

You want him in your mouth, want to taste his precum, but Fred doesn’t let you.

Instead he crawls back up, placing his hands on both sides of your head. He leans down and kisses you passionately as your tongue swirls with his. Your hand attempts to grab his shaft, but Fred grabs your wrist. He brings it above your head, before grabbing your other. He holds both of them above your head with his left hand and uses his right to line himself up.

You can feel him poking at your entrance, and as he slides in he leans down locking you in a deep kiss. Your walls being stretched by him causes you to moan into the kiss as he begins to set a slow and steady pace.

He pulls his face away from yours, looking into your eyes while thrusting into you. Every time he bottoms out before almost pulling fully out. He slams back into you.

His eyes are dark as he continues the pace, his forehead pressed against yours. Normally the slower pace wouldn’t have you reaching your high, but the feeling of him deep inside you, hitting your g-spot has your second orgasm of the night approaching.

“Freddie" you moan arching your hips into him. You want nothing more than to feel his biceps under your nails but he still has your hands pinned above your head. He lowers his face and kisses you, while keeping his pace. Your orgasm continues to build.

“You close babygirl?” he whispers in your ear, although you know he knows the answer. You open your mouth to answer but no words come out only filthy sounds.

Fred lifts his head to look at you; a devilish grin has spread across his face. “Words babe, use your words.”

You moan again as his hips snap into you, but you finally manage to whimper “yes.” His mouth latches on your nipple sucking on it. Your back arches as you move in tandem with him. Your orgasm is right there and as you are about to let go Fred whispers “wait for me babe kay?”

You groan loudly, unsure if you are able to meet his request “you can do it skat" he says still thrusting into you. You lift your hips trying to push Fred to his high soon and it works, you feel him getting sloppy.

Your eyes snap closed from the feeling of trying to hold back, the pleasure becoming too much. You keep them closed trying to focus on breathing so you don’t release without him.

“Open your eyes (Y/N/N)” he says as you feel him stuttering inside you “for me babe.” You muster the energy to look at him as soon as you look into his eyes your high comes. You are unable to control yourself as you spasm around him.

Fred’s dick immediately twitches and you feel his warmth spills deep inside you paining your walls white. When you both finish Fred places light kisses on your nose and forehead.

He releases your hands, and runs his hands through your hair “I love watching you” he whispers as he lays on top of you but somehow you feel like that isn’t what he really wants to say.

You begin to lightly stroke his shoulder and bicep as you doze off. You wake up a few minutes later when you feel the bed shift. Fred leaves and walks to the bathroom; he comes back a few minutes later in his boxers. He has a damp cloth and gently cleans you up, placing soft kisses on your stomach at the same time.

When he finishes he finds a t-shirt for you and pulls it over your head. He lies on his back, you tucked tightly into his arm as you begin to doze off when you hear him whisper “jeg elsker dig.”

“What was that babe?” you mumble.

“Mm, oh nothing. Go to sleep babe.”

The next day you wake up early, and are sitting on the large living room couch drinking coffee while on your phone.

“What are you doing babe?” Fred asks sitting beside you.

“I’m using google translate” he raises an eye brow at you. “Well as you know my boyfriend speaks Danish and I’m trying to learn it.”

“Mhm, I might have been told that” he says, his finger touching your shoulder.

“Well I don’t know everything so I still need to google some things. But I don’t know how things are spelt in Danish.”

He laughs as you continue “I did figure out what smuk means though, you’ve been saying that one for a while.”

“Well you are very beautiful dear” he replies.

“I’m trying to figure out what you said last night. Actually you have said it a few times now. Something like jeg elesek, jeg du ekelse. Something like that I think.”

He looks at you and smiles saying “jeg elsker dig.”

“YES! How do you spell that?” you place your coffee on the table and be begins to spell it out, as soon as you press the translate button and you look up at him. “Freddie” you say softly as you shift to sit on his lap.

“I have loved you since you came to Denmark 2 years ago” he whispers.

A big smile comes across your face “I’m gonna butcher this but…jeg elsker dig.”

He smiles whispering “close enough” he pulls your face to his as he kisses you, but you hold back not fully leaning into it. Fred senses this and stops, looking into your eyes.

“Babe what -?”

“Remember when Auston visited us?” Fred nods. “You made a comment…uh…said something about having another baby.”

Fred takes a deep breath “yes I remember” he replies.

“Did...Did you uh- did you” you trail off before Fred finishes your question “mean it?”

“Yeah” you whisper.

“Of course I did, wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t. I want more babies with you; I mean how could I not? Our first one is the best. I told you a couple nights ago I want see us with more kids. Do you want more kids?”

“Of course I do Fred, our first one is pretty great and I love seeing you as a Dad. Watching you with Oliver makes my ovaries explode” you say not looking at him. “But do you want another one now? You said something not using birth control and putting another baby in me.”

Fred chuckles lightly “Okay the alcohol might have made me not say it the best way. But yes babe I want another baby with you. And I’m ready whenever you are.”

“You don’t think 2 young babies will be hard? Oliver isn’t even two yet.”

“Oh I know it will be, but I know if anyone can handle it, it’s us” he pulls you in and places a light kiss on your lips. “No pressure babe. Can be now, 6 months from now, 2 years from now. Just let me know when you’re ready.”

He leans in to place another light kiss on your lips “it’s your body, and you are the only one of us using birth control. So whenever you want to get off it just let me know.” You bring your hand up to this side of his face deepening it before finally pulling away as you whisper “okay.”

“Is that okay I’m ready, or okay I‘ll let you know when I am ready?”

Green dress:

The earrings:

Your romper:

Next Chapter

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faeryqueenwitch · 5 years ago

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⭐💎ZODIAC CRYSTALS AND ANGELS💎⭐

⭐ There are a number of different gems and crystals associated in various traditions for birth months with the zodiac signs under which we are born. I will give a more comprehensive list than usual, as I will suggest you also buy your zodiac crystal angel. If none of the birth crystals feel right, substitute a crystal in the color associated with your birth sign. I will describe your crystalline zodiac angel and the special strengths that can be absorbed either from the angel or the associated crystal. Small crystal angels are relatively cheap and are a very potent source of energy and protection. Some crystals are ruled by more than one zodiac sign.

⭐ Buy a small angel for each member of the family- present, absent, and departed loved ones- adding one for each new birth or new older family members in the future. These you can keep in a circle in your crystal place. Add also any angels whose crystalline zodiacal strengths you need, even though they are not your own sign- for example, a moonstone angel for Muriel, zodiac angel of Cancer, to bring quiet sleep. Wear or carry your zodiac stone in a bag of the zodiac color at any time you need strength, protection,extra luck, or healing or want to be noticed in a positive way.

⭐ 1. ARIES, THE RAM: MARCH 21-APRIL 20

GEMS AND CRYSTALS: Blood Agate, Orange Carnelian, Polished Gold Chalcopyrite, Diamond, Silver Iron Pyrites, Red Jasper, Rainbow, Gold or Silver Sheen Obsidian, Pink Rhodonite, Red Tiger’s Eye.

PLANET: Mars

ELEMENT: Fire

RULING ANGEL: Machidiel (or Malahidael), warrior angel with sparkling golden-red halo and wings.

ANGELIC CRYSTALLINE STRENGTHS: Self-confidence, Strong Identity, Innovation, Assertiveness, Action, Courage.

COLOR: Red

⭐ 2. TAURUS, THE BULL: APRIL 21- MAY 21

GEMS AND CRYSTALS: Pink Andean Opal, Green Chrysoprase , Pink Mangano Calcite, Emerald, Jade, Rainbow Moonstone, Rhodochrosite, Rose Quartz, Pink Tourmaline.

PLANET: Venus

ELEMENT: Earth

RULING ANGEL: Asmodel or Ashmodel, Angel of beauty surrounded by pink rays, creating what is of worth.

ANGELIC CRYSTALLINE STRENGTHS: Persistence, Patience, Reliability, Loyalty, Practical Abilities, Stability, Lovers of beauty.

COLOR: Pink

⭐ 3. GEMINI, THE HEAVENLY TWINS: MAY 22- JUNE 21

GEMS AND CRYSTALS: Agate, Alexandrite, Yellow Calcite, Lemon Chrysoprase, Citrine, Yellow Jasper, Labradorite, Opal, Lemon Quartz.

PLANET: Mercury

ELEMENT: Air

RULING ANGEL: Ambriel or Ambiel, the messenger and travel angel wearing colors of early morning sunlight

ANGELIC CYRSTALLINE STREGTHS: Excellent Communication Skills, Adaptability, Scientific/Technological Aptitude, Curiosity, Intelligence, Versatility.

COLOR: Pale Yellow/ Gray

⭐4. CANCER, THE CRAB: JUNE 22- JULY 22

GEMS AND CRYSTALS: White Coral, Moonstone, Opalite, Pearl, Satin Spar, Selenite, Cloudy or Milky White Quartz, Clear Topaz.

PLANET: Moon

ELEMENT: Water

RULING ANGEL: Muriel, the silvery and pearl-robed healer angel with her magic carpet of dreams.

ANGELIC CRYSTALLINE STRENGTHS: Sensitivity, Kindness, Imagination, Homemaker, Nurturer (especially of children), emotional security, ability to keep secrets, quiet sleep.

COLOR: Silver

⭐5. LEO, THE LION: JULY 23- AUGUST 23

GEMS AND CRYSTALS: Amber, Fire Opal, Fire Quartz, Rainbow Quartz, Red Spinel, Ruby, White Sapphire, Sardonyx, Sunstone.

PLANET: Sun

ELEMENT: Fire

RULING ANGEL: Verchiel, the golden joy bringer who is surrounded by sunbeams.

ANGELIC CRYSTALLINE STRENGTHS: Power, Courage, Generosity, Nobility, Idealism, Leadership, Protection of the weak, Ability to perform creatively in public.

COLOR: Gold

⭐6. VIRGO, THE MAIDEN: AUGUST 24- SEPTEMBER 22

GEMS AND CRYSTALS: Amazonite, Green Calcite, Green Garnet, Jade, White Howlite, Moss or Tree Agate, Olivine, Peridot, Serpentine, Snow Quartz.

PLANET: Mercury

ELEMENT: Earth

RULING ANGEL: Hamaliel or Hamaiel, angel of perfection, surrounded by misty forest green.

ANGELIC CRYSTALLINE STRENGTHS: Striving for perfection, Organizational skill, Methodical, Attention to detail, Efficiency, Healing Powers, Ability to persevere a routine but necessary task though to the end, Reliability.

COLORS: Green

⭐7. LIBRA, THE MAIDEN: SEPTEMBER 23- OCTOBER 23

GEMS AND CRYSTALS: Blue lace agate, Blue chalcedony, Chrysocolla, Lapis Lazuli, White or Rainbow Opal, Blue quartz, Rubellite/red tourmaline, Blue sapphire.

PLANET: Venus

ELEMENT: Air

RULING ANGEL: Zuriel, the teacher, the pale blue angel who brings calm and reason to any situation.

ANGELIC CRYSTALLINE STRENGTHS: Harmony, ability to see both sides of a situation, diplomacy peacemaking skills, a strong sense of justice and charisma.

COLOR: Light Blue

⭐8. SCORPIO, THE SCORPION: OCTOBER 24- NOVEMBER 22

GEMS AND CRYSTALS: Black and Red coral, hematite, mahogany obsidian, malachite, black obsidian, black opal, black pearl, red spinel, titanium aura, unakite.

PLANET: Pluto

ELEMENT: Water

RULING ANGEL: Bariel, the angel of small miracles, who wears the color of sunset.

ANGELIC CRYSTALLINE STRENGTHS: Intensity; Religious, Spiritual and Psychic awareness, ability to transform self and situations; the power to start over again or revive a stagnant situation.

COLOR: Indigo, Burgundy

⭐9. SAGITTARIUS, THE ARCHER: NOVEMBER 23- DECEMBER 21

GEMS AND CRYSTALS: Orange aragonite, Aqua aura, Azurite, Iridescent bornite or peacock ore, chrysocolla, blue goldstone, goldstone, blue howlite, clear quartz, golden topaz, turquoise.

PLANET: Jupiter

ELEMENT: Fire

RULING ANGEL: Adnachiel or Advachiel, the angel of learning and exploration with bright yellow robes.

ANGELIC CRYSTALLINE STRENGTHS: Expansiveness, love of travel and exploration, clear vision, seeker of truth, wide perspectives, flexibility, open-mindedness, optimism, enthusiasm, creativity, especially in writing.

COLOR: Bright Yellow

⭐10. CAPRICORN, THE GOAT: DECEMBER 22- JANUARY 20

GEMS AND CRYSTALS: Green Aventurine, Bronzite, Fossilized or petrified wood, Red Garnet, Onyx, Rubellite/Red Tourmaline, Smoky Quartz, Tiger’s Eye, Tourmalated Quartz, Black Tourmaline.

PLANET: Saturn

ELEMENT: Earth

RULING ANGEL: Anael or Hanael, the protector and archangel of love and fidelity, surrounded by green, silver, and roses.

ANGELIC CRYSTALLINE STRENGTHS: Wise caution, persistence regardless of opposition, respecter of tradition, ambition, self-discipline, loyalty, fidelity, and prudence with financial affairs.

COLORS: Indigo, Brown

⭐11. AQUARIUS, THE WATER CARRIER: JANUARY 21- FEBRUARY 18

GEMS AND CRYSTALS: Amethyst, Andean blue opal, Angelite, Blue Celestite, Blue Quartz, Sodalite, Sugilite, Titanium aura.

PLANET: Uranus

ELEMENT: Air

RULING ANGEL: Cambiel, tall shadowy watcher or guardian archangel, guards you day and night from your own mistakes as well as external dangers.

ANGELIC CRYSTALLINE STRENGTHS: Idealism, Independence , humanitarianism, inventiveness, detachment from swings of emotion and prejudices, unique perspective on the world.

COLOR: Dark Blue, Purple

⭐12. PISCES, THE FISH: FEBRUARY 19- MARCH 20

GEMS AND CRYSTALS: Aquamarine, clear aragonite, golden beryl, bloodstone, girosal quartz, pink and lilac kunzite, mother of pearl, ocean or orbicular jasper, watermelon tourmaline.

PLANET: Neptune

ELEMENT: Water

RULING ANGEL: Barakiel or Barchiel, the blue and gold archangel of lightning and good luck, who has lightning flashing from his halo.

ANGELIC CRYSTALLINE STRENGTHS: Evolved intuitive powers, sympathy and empathy with others, weaver of myths, awareness of hidden factors, ability to merge with surroundings, alternative spirituality.

COLOR: Soft white, mauve.

Thank you to my muse @squid-star ive been inspired by you lately amore~

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illuminatvm · 4 years ago

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INTRODUCE YOURSELF

Hello! I’m V, she/her, 25, EST, aquarius sun with an aries moon and rising. dumb as hell, illiterate as fuck. hobbies include buying books and never reading them, crying over the fact that i can't travel right now, and being consistently inconsistent with a hyperfixation.

DESCRIBE YOURSELF AS A WRITING PARTNER

oooh! okay, so i like to think i’m pretty laid back but that’s when i’ve gotten through all the nitty gritty of plotting. I love figuring out details and timelines, trading headcanons back and forth and really digging deep into a character and pushing their morals and beliefs and connections to others. I’m also a hoe for the aesthetique and love sending off musing inspo or instagram posts and quizzes between heart-wrenching angst. My writing style tends to veer towards the introspective prose at its best and at its most direct will focus on actions instead— which makes sense when my favourite threads to write are either emotionally harrowing or big fight scenes.

WHO ARE YOUR CHARACTERS?

𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡

Faded mauve and golden gray // a soft voice in a nearly-gone memory // perfectly made earl gray tea // long-gone chateaus and gilded walls // heavy silk and creamy marble // eyes so blue you’ll drown // the safest you’ve felt in years // curated clutter // chiffon cake and pearls // peony-fragile wings // breathless laughter // subtle power // smiles are merely animals baring their teeth

Species: guardian angel

Age: Appears to be in her early/mid-thirties, dates back to the 1400’s

Occupation: real estate developer. 1% for the planet board member. LVMH shareholder

Spoken languages: The better question is, what language does she not know?

Current place of residence: a penthouse suite in downtown seattle

Time in Seattle: 10 years

𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐀𝐲ş𝐞𝐠ü𝐥 𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐥

welcome to the club // deep crimson and glittering gold // the overwhelming ache of melancholia // neon lights and leather jackets // a life in the shadows // golden rings twisting with worry // sharp eyeliner or none at all // longing to belong // lithe hands of creation // more blankets than you need // starlight is the best light // half-truths and sharp knives // laughter that shakes your being // not dead yet barely alive

Species: shadow-graced

Age: 28. became shadow-graced at 24.

Occupation: jeweler. small-business owner

Spoken languages: English, Turkish, Italian

Current place of residence: apartment in capitol hill

Time in Seattle: four years

𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐢

half-finished lattes // black t-shirts // empty mirrors // cracked book bindings // piles of coffee beans // hair pomade // lingering hugs // tired eyes // chocolate fondue // cloud couches // a labyrinth in human-form // a smoke filled chest // mulberry and cedar // old leather // messy hair // a watch glinting in the light // wolfish grins // early mornings and late nights // commanding attention

Species: vampire

Age: appears to be in mid-thirties. At the age of 35. Born in 1820.

Occupation: owner of Regime du Matin, independent bookstore + cafe

Spoken languages: English, Italian, French, German, Russian

Current place of residence: top floor of Regime du Matin

Time in Seattle: two years

PLOT IDEAS / WANTED CONNECTIONS

Annora’s plot/wanted dynamics page

Feray’s plot/wanted dynamics page (coming tonight, i’m just being finicky)

Carmine’s plot/wanted dynamics page

PRESENT HEADCANONS

𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐚

To have lived for so long is both a blessing and curse. She remembers when palaces were built and bitterly recalls wars, can never hide the regret upon her features when she thinks of the fall of kingdoms and losses of beauty and majesty and brilliant minds. Devotion, steadfastness has matured, has evolved in the modern world and so too has Annora. Nowadays, you might see her working not merely to protect the people, but the place they inhabit. Technology and the divine have never been meant to mingle, but within her limits she involves herself with innovation— for the good of humanity. Of course, she is careful to remain in certain obscurity. Annora Leigh to mortals is a name forgettable and a face hardly seen. The world can not be saved by a single guardian angel, but she has not lived for so long that she can not try.

She likes to be busy, and she is. It isn’t uncommon for Annora to be in one city one day, then another the next. How she’s in Seattle continues to confuse the many as most of her real estate projects are on the eastern coast of the United States and Europe. But, she is here, and so far there are no signs of her leaving. An angel such as she isn’t so afraid of roaming the streets alone, not when her angelic lineage is so potent. If she isn’t working, she’s often volunteering, or spending time with those she considers her family— mortal or otherwise. If she could split herself into a legion, she could. Unfortunately, however, she is only one. Though that’s never quite stopped her from getting her way.

𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐲

She’d nearly died at the age of twenty-four while in London. In the years since, she and the entity she is bound to have settled here in Seattle, reverting to her birth-given name as she rediscovers herself in this new life, refining a new hobby of jewelry-making as she continues with a more quiet and subdued existence. Her workshop exists above the place where humans and supernatural-alike mingle, a club known for pleasure and indulgence. Lovers do no exist, friendships are distant if not fleeting. A love like her parents’ seems like an impossibility to her now. Her sins are her own, and watching love be wiped away by rage and betrayal was more than enough to cast herself away from the intimacy of knowing and being known. People couldn’t lose you, nor could you lose people if you weren’t present long enough for it to matter.

Though she lives in Capitol Hill, there are many days (and nights) that she’ll not stumble home until late. Her ties to the being that saved her from the brink of death are strangely pulled taut— so while her jewelry workshop (think brands like Sofia Zakia or Tippy Taste or Borcik Jewelry) and small storefront exists on the street level, an exclusive club of debauchery and sin exists below, its hours running until nearly dawn. Sometimes, you’ll find her posing as a bar girl, rarely will you see her indulging with or without the one who chose her for a life of the shadow-graced. But, she is loyal and indebted to them, and luckily in Seattle, everything is within arms reach.

𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞

Within him lies the great desire of perpetual warmth, and the ability to give that same warmth to others. That is what the cozy walls of his cafes evoke, what seeps from the man that seems wrapped in tarragon and cinnamon. No, he doesn’t have a girlfriend. Not when the last had left him so cold that he’d felt frozen from the inside out. The past few decades have been spent perfecting his craft, doing everything to feel warm and alive — from coffee, to spontaneous relocations, Carmine’s pursuit of never ending fire is never over. Perhaps there will be something, someone that will finally cause him to burn, to smolder brightly even in the light forever, something that’ll bring the restlessness within him to settle into sincere warmth. Or maybe he won’t, and he’ll lose his spark and suffer from an endless cold for the rest of his days.

Business as usual. The cafe caters to both humans and supernatural beings alike. However, humans only know of the main floor and upper two floors of the building. Supernatural creatures are able to access the two lower levels and the second-highest level of the cafe. Carmine lives on the uppermost floor, although all visitors have access to the roof. He’s far more content with his life here in Seattle than he assumed he would be. Although it’s largely in part to the environment he’s created for himself: not a bar, but a place to enjoy drinks and be with friends, curl up by a fire and get lost in a book that either you’d brought yourself or have pulled off of a shelf. He’s been known to be found lazing in the plush couches instead of returning to his own floor, but all staff members suggest you run when he picks up the guitar. The man has absolutely no musical talent. Please don’t ask him to sing.

DO YOU HAVE ANY INSPIRATIONS FOR YOUR MUSES

𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐚'𝐬 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝

𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐲'𝐬 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝

𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝

#bw.intro #[ whew ok this is HERE. ]

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the-sith-in-the-sky-with-diamond · 4 years ago

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I have been tagged by @tishinada so thanks a lot it was really kind! 🎶

(Also thanks for everyone who had tagged me and put answers on my ask box, I will answering one day :) )

GENERAL

name : Lethanna « Luhcy » Kallig-Shan

gender : Female

age : it’s not something that you had to ask to a lady

place of birth : Ziost

spoken languages : Basic, High Sith and Vulgar Sith

sexual orientation : Pansexual, ther

occupation : Leader of the Alliance, sithy mom

APPEARANCE

eye colour : Icy blue

hair colour : eggplant

height : Height didn’t count.

Scars and burn : a burn on the left of her face, from her ear to the middle of her cheek; she had a lot of various scars; but we can notice another burn of acid from her left foot sole to slightly upper her calf, a big round lightsaber through under her breast who match with a one on her back at the same spot; a lot of lightening/ other scars on her back, hand and legs. ,

overweight : Just cool curves

underweight : No

FAVOURITE

colour : grappe/mauve/plum

music genre : Rockabilly

tv show : documentary

food : Surprisingly she loves anything with spice. Anything who isn’t fish.

drink : Rum. Yaar. *wink to Andronikos*

book : historical, adventure

HAVE THEY

passed university : Yes.

had sex : Yes.

had sex in public : of course who haven’t?

gotten pregnant : yes

kissed a boy : Yes.

kissed a girl : Yes.

gotten tattoos : Yes *began to puts off her clothes, just to reveal her shoulders and belly*

had a broken heart : …*sigh* yeah

been in love : Yes

stayed up for longer than 24 hours : Yes

ARE THEY

a virgin : nope.

a cuddler : « if she can lived all the day on my arms, lifted like a koala hug she would be happy » answering Theron

a kisser : Sure

scared easily : No.

jealous easily : Depends.

trustworthy : Sure. I think so.

dominant : I guess yeah.

submissive : Sometimes. *smirks*

in love : Yes.

single : No *smile while moves her ring*

RANDOM QUESTIONS

have they harmed themselves : yes

thought of suicide : yes.

attempted suicide : Yes.

wanted to kill someone : And done it.

rode a horse : Yeah. I love ridding my nexu. The sensations isn’t the same at all from a basic speeder without any soul..

have / had a job : I was a member of the quark Council and now the leader of my own faction so, probably.

have any fears : too many. My biggest would be to not be able to protect everyone close to me.

FAMILY

sibling(s) : mmh.

parents : Next question.

children : Aw yes. I have got Praven a long time ago now, and the tiny Tasiele a few years ago now- she grow so fast! And the twins Ghanima and Leto recently [before the help for Satele/vitiate ship]

pets : I have a lot of babies with fur two. Eight nexu, two lothcath, one loth wolf, three kheldragon-she continues her list for a long time.

I m tagging everyone who wants to do it (yeah you who answering buuuut I haven’t been tagged) and @nusaran @melissagt @rainofaugustsith @insufficient-focus @abbienormal @outcastcommander @naaklasolus @greencrusader13 @chaosandwonder @roguescarlett @chubbyooo @anchanted-one @sheyshen @revol-legacy

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nucarnievents · 7 months ago

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Mauve Member Begins!

#MauveMember is officially here! Help celebrate Morvay's birthday with a week of happy and horny prompts. Be sure to tag the account to share and post your works to the AO3 collection if you're headed there!😈

Check out the calendar for the full list of prompts! Mix, match, and use as many or as few as you would like! Anything to celebrate Morvay's birthday.

#nucarni events #nucarnievents #mauve member 24 #mauve member 2024 #mauve member #mauvemember #nu carnival morvay #nu carnival #art prompt #writing prompt #prompt event #prompt week

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knitcrate · 4 years ago

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September 2020 Reveals

For our crates this month, we collaborated with crochet designer and all around inspiration, Maya Luna Corazon as our influencer partner! Maya creates her designs from the heart and with beautiful intentions to teach eager crafters how to be empowered by their creations. Inspired by the nature around her and the beauty of femininity, Maya brings beautiful designs to life with crochet in size inclusive designs. Her pieces often feature chic laciness and unique shapes that come together to create masterpieces. Maya's love of crochet has grown to inspire others to not only create but to share their love of crochet in return by teaching others how to run a successful crochet business. We are thrilled to be working with Maya this month and can’t wait to share her design for our Membership Crate with you!

The theme for September is Paradisio. It has us dreaming of cotton candy blooms on trees, crystal blue waters and vividly colored birds. This month's crates are hyper-colorful and bring intensity to your stash to jump start your creativity!

Ready to find your September inspiration? Let’s take a look at our reveal video.

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KnitCrate Membership

Our September Membership Crate features our Audine Wools Sleek: 55% Fine Merino Wool, 30% Baby Alpaca, 15% Mulberry Silk. This sumptuous yarn is worsted weight and 220 yds (201m) in each 100g skein. Each Membership Crate will have 2 matching skeins to bring elegance to your next project.

PLEASE NOTE: There is an error on the washing instructions for this yarn. It is not machine washable. Hand wash only, cool water, lay flat to dry.

Energize Me: Bliss

Just as its name implies, this blissful shade is one you’ll find in the orange tones of a late summer sunset.

Chill Out: Utopia

This soothing blue shade has us thinking of the most perfect day where you could sit for hours watching the waves gently roll by.

All Natural: Unwind

The fuzzy green feathers of tropical birds is what comes to mind with our All Natural colorway ideal for the softness of this yarn.

Membership Patterns

This month’s crochet pattern comes from our influencer partner, Matinee Maya Imchum (aka Maya Luna Corazon). Valentina is a set of fingerless gloves with small sections of lace in the arm and blooming rows of lace that can be worn around the hands or folded down as a cuff. They are sized from Small to 2X with size adjustments to help you find your best fit. Also included are 2 different closures: laced ties and buttons. Choose the closure that works best for you to create this beautiful piece!

CROCHET Pattern Details

Hook: US G/6 (4 mm)

Yarn Needed: 180 (195, 210, 220, 230)yds (165 (179, 192, 202, 211) m) used/ 1 (1, 1, 1, 2) skeins needed

Notions: Scissors, tape measure, tapestry needle, 0.5" (15mm)buttons (10)

Finished Size: Forearm circumference 1" (2.5 cm) below elbow: 8–9 (9.5–10.5, 10.5–11.5, 11.5–12.5, 12.5–13.5)" / 20–23 (24–26.5, 26.5–29, 29–32, 32–34) cm

This month’s knit design is brought to us by Katrina King of Threaded Dream Studio. The Cheerful Scarf & Mitts include gorgeous cables that pop in the Audine Wools Sleek. Perfect for the autumn months ahead!

KNIT Pattern Details

Needles: Mitts: US 5 (3.75mm) set of 4 dpns (for mitts); Scarf: US 5 (3.75mm) 10" (25 cm)straight needles

Yarn Needed: Mitts: 90 (107, 125) yds (82 (97, 114.5) m) 0.5 (0.5, 0.75) skeins needed; Scarf: 286 yds (261.5 m) 1.5 skeins needed

Notions: Stitch markers (2), locking stitch marker (1), cable needle, waste yarn or stitch holder, tapestry needle

Finished Size: Mitts: 7" / 18 cm long; 5 (6, 7)" / 13 (15, 18) cm) circumference; Scarf: 65” (165 cm) long x 4.5" (11.5 cm) wide

Not a member yet? Join today!

Sock Crate Membership

Our September Sock Crate Membership yarn is Knitologie Block Sock, 80% Superwash Merino Wool and 20% Nylon. Each 100g skein gives you 400 yds (366m) of self-striping joy for your next sock project.

Energize Me: Pep

You’ll definitely have a little pep in your step with these vibrant pinks, blues, and yellows cascading down your socks.

Chill Out: Terrace

This colorway has us dreaming of moonlit evenings as gentle winds breeze through trees and lull us to sleep.

All Natural: Buoy

Heathered mauves and purples stripe with pale natural tones throughout this colorway that will make for a stunning pair of everyday socks.

Sock Crate Membership Patterns

Katrina King also created the Puffy Socks this month that highlight the long color changes of the Knitologie Block Sock. A single crochet foot combines with a puffy, lacy cuff that is both cute and comfy.

CROCHET Sock Pattern Details

Hook: US F/5 (3.75 mm)

Yarn Needed: 240 (296, 360) yds(219.5 (270.5, 329) m) used / 1 skein needed for all sizes; additional yarn may be needed for longer foot sizes.

Notions: Tapestry needle, scissors, tape measure

Finished Size: Circumference: 7 (8, 9)" / (18 (20.5, 23) cm). Length is adjustable for your personal fit.

The ever-amazing Kate Atherley has truly spoiled us this month! The Serendipitous Socks don’t offer just one way to work with self-striping yarn, but two! You will have loads of fun creating this pair of cuff-down sock with a no-graft toe (SQUEAL!!).

KNIT Pattern Details

Needles: US 1.5 (2.5 mm) needles of choice for working small circumferences in the round, traditional or flexible DPNs, 1 long circular for magic loop, 2 shorter circulars, or sock-length circular with secondary method for heel and toe.

Yarn Needed: 204 (237, 270, 303, 336, 369,400) yds (186.5 (217, 247, 277, 307,337.5, 366) m) used / 1 skein needed for all sizes (longer cuff or foot sizes may need additional yarn)

Notions: Digital scale to weigh out the yarn, tapestry needle.

To fit foot/leg circumference: 6.5 (7,7.5, 8.5, 9, 9.5, 10)" / 16.5 (18, 19, 21.5,23, 24, 25.5) cm

Foot and leg circumference: 6 (6.5,7, 7.5, 8, 8.5, 9)" / 15 (16.5, 18, 19, 20.5,21.5, 23) cm

Foot length: adjustable to fit

Leg length: adjustable to preference

Want to join Sock Crate Membership? You can do it here!

Don’t Forget - Share Your Crates with Us!

Share the arrival of your KnitCrates with us on social media! Use the hashtag #unravelyourknitcrate on Facebook, Instagram, and Ravelry, and we’ll select one person from each platform each month to win 3 free months of KnitCrate!

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thehierophage · 5 years ago

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April 6, 2020 æ.v. Dies Lunæ , Sol 17° Aries, Luna 24° Virgo An Vvi æ.n.

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

The Day of Héh, the Day of the Star

Hebrew Letter: Héh

Numerical Value as Letter: 5

Numerical Value as Word: 10 (Héh+Héh)

Meaning: A Window.

Thoth Card: The Star (Atu XVII)

Alternate Title: The Daughter of the Firmament, The Dweller Between the Waters.

Image:

Correspondences:

Tree of Life Path Association: Key 15 - Tiphareth to Chokmah (from Sephira 6-2)

Astrological Sign: Aquarius

Element: Air

Egyptian Godforms: Nuit, Hapy/Ahepi, Aroueris, Taweret/Thooeris

Geomantic Figure: Tristitia

Gemstones: Chalcedony, Garnet, Jasper, Crystal

Perfumes: Euphorbium, Galbanum

Plants: Ramthorn, Dragonwort, Coconut

Animals: Man, Eagle, Peacock

Colors:

King Scale – Violet

Queen Scale – Sky blue

Prince Scale – Blueish mauve

Princess Scale – White tinged purple

The Secret Instruction of the Master:

Pour water on thyself: thus shalt thou be a Fountain to the Universe. Find thou thyself in every Star! Achieve thou every possibility!

Mnemonic:

Nuit, our Lady of the Stars! Event

Is all Thy play, sublime Experiment!

Recommended Text for Meditation:

Liber DCCCXIII ARARITA vel DLXX, Cap. 6

Liber DCCCXIII ARARITA

A.˙.A.˙. Publication in Class A. Imprimatur: N. Fra A.˙. A.˙.

0. Deeper and deeper into the mire of things! Farther and farther into the never-ending Expansion of the Abyss.

1. The great goddess that bendeth over the Universe is my mistress; I am the winged globe at her heart.

2. I contract ever as she ever expandeth;

3. At the end it is all one.

4. Our loves have brought to birth the Father and Creator of all things.

5. He hath established the elements; the aether, the air, the water, the earth, and the fire.

6. He hath established the wandering stars in their courses.

7. He hath ploughed with the seven stars of his Plough, that the Seven might move indeed, yet ever point to the unchanging One.

8. He hath established the Eight Belts, wherewith he hath girdled the globes.

9. He hath established the Trinity of Triads in all things, forcing fire into fire, and ordering all things in the Stable Abode of the Kings of Ægypt.

10. He hath established His rule in His kingdom.

11. Yet the Father also boweth unto the Power of the Star 418 and thereby

12. In his subtlety He expandeth it all into twelve rays of the Crown.

13. And these twelve rays are One.

Additional Suggested Reading:

Liber XXXIII - "An Account of A.•.A.•." An Account of A.·.A.·. sub figura XXXIII Publication in class C

First written in the language of his period by the Councillor Von Eckartshausen and now revised and rewritten in the Universal Cipher

A.·. A.·.

Official publication in Class C

Issued by Order:

D.D.S. 7deg. = 4deg.

O.S.V. 6deg. = 5deg.

N.S.F. 5deg. = 6deg.

AN ACCOUNT OF A.·. A.·.

IT is necessary, my dear brothers, to give you a clear idea of the interior Order; of that illuminated community which is scattered throughout the world, but which is governed by one truth and united in one spirit.

This community possesses a School, in which all who thirst for knowledge are instructed by the Spirit of Wisdom itself; and all the mysteries of nature are preserved in this school for the children of light. Perfect knowledge of nature and of humanity is taught in this school. It is from her that all truths penetrate into the world; she is the school of all who search for wisdom, and it is in this community alone that truth and the explantation of all mystery are to be found. It is the most hidden of communities, yet it contains members from many circles; nor is there any Centre of Thought whose activity is not due to the presence of one of ourselves. From all time there has been an exterior school based on the interior one, of which it is but the outer expression. From all time, therefore, there has been a hidden assembly, a society of the Elect, of those who sought for and had capacity for light, and this interior society was the Axle of the R.O.T.A. All that any external order possesses in symbol, ceremony, or rite is the letter expressive outwardly of that spirit of truth which dwelleth in the interior Sanctuary. Nor is the contradiction of the exterior any bar to the harmony of the interior.

Hence this Sanctuary, composed of members widely scattered indeed but united by the bonds of perfect love, has been occupied from the earliest ages in building the grand Temple (through the evolution of humanity) by which the reign of L.V.X. will be manifest. This society is in the communion of those who have most capacity for light; they are united in truth, and their Chief is the Light of the World himself, V.V.V.V.V., the One Anointed in Light, the single teacher for the human race, the Way, the Truth, and the Life.

The interior Order was formed immediately after the first perception of man's wider heritage had dawned upon the first of the adepts; it received from the Masters at first-hand the revelation of the means by which humanity could be raised to its rights and delivered from its misery. It received the primitive charge of all revelation and mystery; it received the key of true science, both divine and natural.

But as men multiplied, the frailty of man necessitated an exterior society which veiled the interior one, and concealed the spirit and the truth in the letter, because many people were not capable of comprehending great interior truth. Therefore, interior truths were wrapped in external and perceptible ceremonies, so that men, by the perception of the outer which is the symbol of the interior, might by degrees be enabled safely to approach the interior spiritual truths.

But the inner truth has always been confided to him who in his day had the most capacity for illumination, and he became the sole guardian of the original Trust, as High Priest of the Sanctuary.

When it became necessary that interior truths should be enfolded in exterior ceremony and symbol, on account of the real weakness of men who were not capable of hearing the Light of Light, then exterior worship began. It was, however, always the type or symbol of the interior, that is to say, the symbol of the true and Secret Sacrament.

The external worship would never have been separated from interior revel but for the weakness of man, which tends too easily to forget the spirit in the letter; but the Masters are vigilant to note in every nation those who are able to receive light, and such persons are employed as agents to spread the light according to man's capacity and to revivify the dead letter.

Through these instruments the interior truths of the Sanctuary were taken into every nation, and modified symbolically according to their customs, capacity for instruction, climate, and receptiveness. So that the external types of every religion, worship, ceremonies and Sacred Books in general have more or less clearly, as their object of instruction, the interior truths of the Sanctuary, by which man will be conducted to the universal knowledge of the one Absolute Truth.

The more the external worship of a people has remained united with the spirit of esoteric truth, the purer its religion; but the wider the difference between the symbolic letter and the invisible truth, the more imperfect has become the religion. Finally, it may be, the external form has entirely parted from its inner truth, so that ceremonial observances without soul or life have remained alone.

In the midst of all this, truth reposes inviolable in the inner Sanctuary.

Faithful to the spirit of truth, the members of the interior Order live in silence, but in real activity.

Yet, besides their secret holy work, they have from time to time decided upon political strategic action.

Thus, when the earth was night utterly corrupt by reason of the Great Sorcery, the Brethren sent Mohammed to bring freedom to mankind by the sword.

This being but partially a success, they raised up one Luther to teach freedom of thought. Yet this freedom soon turned into a heavier bondage than before.

Then the Brethren delivered unto man the knowledge of nature, and the keys thereof; yet this also was prevented by the Great Sorcery.

Now then finally in nameless ways, as one of our Brethren hath it now in mind to declare, have they raised up One to deliver unto men the keys of Spiritual Knowledge, and by His work shall He be judged.

This interior community of light is the reunion of all those capable of receiving light, and it is known as the Communion of Saints, the primitive receptacle for all strength and truth, confided to it from all time.

By it the agents of L.V.X. were formed in every age, passing from the interior to the exterior, and communicating spiritand life to the dead letter, as already said.

This illuminated community is the true school of L.V.X.; it has its Chair, its Doctors; it possesses a rule for students; it has forms and objects for study.

It has also its degrees for successive development to greater altitudes.

This school of wisdom has been for ever most secretly hidden from the world, because it is invisible and submissive solely to illuminated government.

It has never been exposed to the accidents of time and to the weakness of man, because only the most capable were chosen for it, and those who selected made no error.

Through this school were developed the germs of all the sublime sciences, which were first received by external schools, then clothed in other forms, and hence degenerated.

According to time and circumstances, the society of sages communicated unto the exterior societies their symbolic hieroglyphs, in order to attract man to the great truths of their Sanctuary.

But all exterior societies subsist only by virtue of this interior one. As soon as external societies wish to transform a temple of wisdom into a political edifice, the interior society retires and leaves only the letter without the spirit. It is thus that secret external societies of wisdom were nothing but hieroglyphic screens, the truth remaining inviolable in the Sanctuary so that she might never be profaned.

In this interior society man finds wisdom and with her All--- not the wisdom of this world, which is but scientific knowledge, which revolves round the outside but never touches the centre (in which is contained all strength), but true wisdom, understanding and knowledge, reflections of the supreme illumination.

All disputes, all controversies, all the things belonging to the false cares of this world, fruitless discussions, useless germs of opinions which spread the seeds of disunion, all error, schisms, and systems are banished. Neither calumny nor scandal is known. Every man is honoured. Love alone reigns.

We must not, however, imagine that this society resembles any secret society, meeting at certain times, choosing leaders and members, united by special objects. All societies, be what they may, can but come after this interior illuminated circle. This society knows none of the formalities which belong to the outer rings, the work of man. In this kingdom of power all outward forms cease.

L.V.X. is the Power always present. The greatest man of his times, the chief himself, does not always know all the members, but the moment when it is necessary that he should accomplish any object he finds them in the world with certainty ready to his hand.

This community has no outside barriers. He who may be chosen is as the first; he presents himself among the others without presumption, and he is received by the others without jealousy.

If it be necessary that real members should meet together, they find and recognize each other with perfect certainty.

No disguise can be used, neither hypocrisy nor dissimulation could hide the characteristic qualities which distinguish the members of this society. All illusion is gone, and things appear in their true form.

No one member can choose another; unanimous choice is required. Though not all men are called, many of called are chosen, and that as soon as they become fit for entrance.

Any man can look for the entrance, and any man who is within can teach another to seek for it; but only he who is fit can arrive within.

Unprepared men occasion disorder in a community, and disorder is not compatible with the Sanctuary. Thus it is impossible to profane the Sanctuary, since admission is not formal but real.

Worldly intelligence seeks this Sanctuary in vain; fruitless also will be the efforts of malice to penetrate these great mysteries; all is indecipherable to him who is not ripe; he can see nothing, read nothing in the interior.

He who is fit is joined to the chain, perhaps often where he though least likely, and at a point of which he knew nothing himself.

To become fit should be the sole effort of him who seeks wisdom.

But there are methods by which fitness is attained, for in this holy communion is the primitive storehouse of the most ancient and original science of the human race, with the primitive mysteries also of all science. It is the unique and really illuminated community which is absolutely in possession of the key to all mystery, which knows the centre and source of all nature. It is a society which unites superior strength to its own, and counts its members from more than one world. It is the society whose members form the republic of Genius, the Regent Mother of the whole World.

[The Revisers wish to acknowledge gratefully the translation of Madame de Steiger, which they have freely quoted.]

Love is the law, love under will.

#Thelema #Magick #Tarot #Occult

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