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Let's Travel into the Duat, As the Initiates of Anubis do when they Say:

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Tumblr Games: OC Prompts: Profile: Mordecai Delacroix

Thank you so much for the tag, @inkednotebook. I loved Teddy's appearance and his goals in yours.

Rules: Answer the prompts for an OC

I choose to fill this out for my newest OC, Mordecai Delacroix, my incubus who fought against Asmodeus to save his wife and lost. Mordecai plays an important role in Fantasy Worlds Collide, as it shows that demons can resist the call of a primordial demon, like Asmodeus.

Matt Bomer is Mordecai's face claim

Full name: Mordecai Alessio Delacroix (formerly Atticus)

Age: Over 2,000 years

Gender: Male

Species: Vampiric Incubi

Appearance: Mordecai is 6'1" (185 cm) with a lean, muscular build. His skin is often pale with nearly trimmed dark brown hair. He has very sharp facial features, including a chisled jawline and piercing grey eyes. His eyes turn blood-red when he is anger or he is feeding. He likes to wear tailored suits in very dark colors.

Occupation: CEO of Dark Light Publishing, a publishing house that caters to supernatural beings, such as he.

Family Members:

Spouse/Partner: Bianca Moore (wife)

Parents: Unknown Roman parents

Siblings: None known

Demonic “Father”: Asmodeus (not biological but influential)

Best Friends:

Lucian Grey: An ancient vampire who works as Mordecai's right-hand man at the publishing company. He’s a bit of a trickster and the only person who dares to challenge Mordecai's serious nature.

Isabella Tremaine: An old lover who specializes in magical artifacts and occult research. Mordecai relies on her expertise in supernatural matters and considers her one of the few people he can trust, outside of Bianca and Lucian.

Pets: None. He prefers a minimalist lifestyle and hates the idea of owning pets.

Describing their bedroom: His bedroom is spacious and uncluttered. He has a king-sized bed draped in black satin sheets. A black marble fireplace stands across the bed. Next to it is a floor-to-ceiling bookshelf filled with ancient texts and modern literature. A sleek desk sits in one corner with a laptop and a few scattered papers. His walk-in closet is organized by color and occasion: featuring mostly suits and former wear. There is few personal items, save for a framed portrait of a night date to the coast with Bianca.

Way of speaking: Mordecai speaks with a refined, aristocratic tone. His speech is deliberate. He very rarely raises his voice, as he doesn't need to. He will occasionally use archaic phrases. When agitated, his accent subtly shifts, revealing his ancient Roman roots.

Physical characteristics: Beyond what is already mentioned, he has no visible scars. He has demonic healing abilities like Bianca. His nails are kept short, but occasionally grow into sharp claws when his demonic nature is triggered.

Items in their bag/purse: Mordecai doesn’t typically carry a bag, as he prefers to carry briefcases. If he does, it would contain:

a leather-bound journal for note-taking

a small vial of Bianca's blood for emergencies

the latest iphone.

ancient coins to remind him of who he really is

Hobbies: Mordecai enjoys fencing, historical research, martial arts, reading, and playing the piano. He likes to manage his publishing company, finding comfort through history and literature. In his free time, he is often honing his swordsmanship or reading obscure occult texts by Aleister Crowley and the Ordo Templi Orientis.

Favorite Sport: Mordecai is not a fan of modern sports, like hockey or football, but he has an interest in fencing.

Abilities: As he is a demon, he has enhances strength, speed, and healing. He also has an enhanced scent of smell, as do all demons. As an incubus, he can manipulate emotions and desires. He avoids using his incubus powers, due to his grief. He is also well-versed in ancient languages, rituals, and supernatural lore. Mordecai is probably the person who knows Asmodeus the best, as he has dedicated his life to finding a way to destroy the demonic prince once and for all.

Relationships:

Bianca Moore: His wife, whom he deeply loves and protects. Their bond is built on mutual respect and shared trauma. He never consummated the marriage, respecting Bianca’s boundaries.

Asmodeus: A figure from his past who turned him into a vampiric incubus and serves as a constant threat.

Lucian Grey: His right-hand man at Dark Light Publishing and a trusted confidant. Their relationship is founded on centuries of camaraderie and shared struggles.

Fears:

He is terrified that he won't be able to protect Bianca from Asmodeus or even his own dark nature. He had already murdered his mirrored soul when he was first turned, as he had no control over his powers.

Despite his centuries of discipline, he is haunted by the fear of losing control and harming someone he loves by his bloodlust, as he did centuries ago.

He is fearful of fire as it reminds him of his transformation. He is very uneasy around flames.

Faults:

Mordecai has an overwhelming sense of guilt which often prevents him from moving forward. He is afraid that if he becomes entangled with someone he will harm them. However, meeting Bianca, Asmodeus' biological daughter and his tool for ascension, shook up his life.

He keeps others at arm's lengths to avoid causing them harm or facing his own emotions

He prefers to handle problems himself, leading to difficulty in delegating tasks or trusting others.

Good points:

Although he is distant, he is fiercely protective of those he cares about. This is illustrated when he sacrificed himself for Bianca's well-being.

Due to his love of history and literature, Mordecai is very well-read and resourceful.

Despite his internal struggles and who he currently is, he continues to be a bastion of light against Asmodeus' darkness. He will never allow the demonic lord to take Bianca and her soul.

What they want more than anything else: Mordecai desires redemption and to rid the world of Asmodeus and the other demons' influences. His ultimate wish is to ensure Bianca's safety and happiness, even if it means that he will have to sacrifice himself and send her to another dimension.

[secret-diary-of-an-fa]

I Saw the TV Glow Review (Weirdly, It Works Better Without Subtext)

SPOILER ALERT

ALSO TRIGGER WARNING: Gender Dysphoria, Depression, 90s Television, Kid’s Parties, Rishi Sunak, Skittles (and the repackaging thereof), Unaliving Oneself onstage with a Prop, Ontological Dread and Birds Flying Into Windows.

So, there’s a bit of a buzz about I Saw the TV Glow in cult cinephile circles, and I’m a bit glad about that because it’s a genuinely interesting film and we don’t see genuinely interesting films get the attention they deserve very often. Note, however, that I said “attention” not “praise”. That’ll be important later. So… why is everyone talking about this film (and by ‘everyone’, I mean ‘like, maybe, me and eight other snooty movie weirdos’)? Well, we’ll get there, but first let me lay out the plot for you: protagonist Owen is a socially-awkward, doesn’t-fit-in-anywhere boy right out of the mumblecore ‘90s Indie Cinema Playbook and, during his middle-school years, he befriends a lass called Maddy (though ‘befriends’ might be wrong word for the weird codependence they strike up) and she introduces him to a show called The Pink Opaque: a dark, disturbing, supernaturally-inflected TV show about two psychic friends who fight ‘Mr. Melancholy’ (a sinister occult psychopath with a moon for a face- just go with it). Ostensibly, The Pink Opaque is meant to be for kids, but from the beginning, there’s something very obviously not quite right about it. Weirder still, when Maddy disappears in a doomed bid to find herself, the show gets cancelled, almost as if it was a part of her. Fast-forward, via a few narrative leaps and bounds, to Owen’s adulthood and Maddy reappears, claiming to have been inside the show, which is actually reality. She and Owen, she asserts, are the main characters from the programme and Mr. Melancholy has sent their minds to the ‘Midnight Realm’ of their present, false reality. In order to escape, they need to bury themselves alive, because that’s what’s happening to their real bodies and it’ll reestablish the connection (I’m adding the technobabble, by the way: the phrasing in the movie is nowhere near that logical or concise). Spoiler alert: Maddy does this and then vanishes from the plot, Owen doesn’t and we see him grow old, trapped in his own personal suburban nightmare… right up until the end of the film, where we see him leaving his place of work in a manner very open to interpretation. Is he finally about to wise up and go bury himself in order to emerge renewed, or is he just going home for a cuppa, a biscuit and a long overdue review of his mental health medication?

Now, clearly, all that sounds like a real fucking trip of a movie, but that’s not why it’s generating buzz. See, Maddy believes that she and Owen are the two main characters from The Pink Opaque, but both of those characters are female. Owen, as you can tell from the fact he’s called Owen, is not. Thus, the flick has been interpreted as a metaphor for gender dysphoria and the process of transitioning/ the decision not to. There’s a lot of allusions to Owen feeling like there’s something wrong with him (on one level reality) and feeling like he’s being buried alive and is dying while, er, that’s literally what’s happening to his meta-self on the Pink Opaque level of reality. There’s a bit where he has a break-down at a kid’s party and screams “HELP ME! I’M LITERALLY DYING RIGHT NOW!” Although, in fairness, kids’ parties make me feel like that too and I’m not even remotely trans. The point is, it’s a film with a big, fat, capital-I Issue at its centre, which has given people a license to enjoy it despite the fact it’s weird, schlocky, neon-doused pulp of the highest order. And, fair play to people suffering with gender dysphoria, if this film really speaks to you, you go right the fuck ahead and enjoy it on that level. But (and here I’m about to piss off the entire internet), I actually think it works a lot better if you just take it completely fucking literally. Like, forget the metaphorical nonsense and focus on the actual plot and it instantly becomes one of the best and most upsetting horror films of the last five years. Try and draw real-life parallels, however, and it starts to seem a bit overwrought and melodramatic.

Right. Time to try and explain what I mean without upsetting anyone more than I already have (please don’t send me hate-mail: I don’t read it and you’ll just give yourself carpal tunnel syndrome, which, trust me, is a bitch). It’s pretty obvious that there’s something wrong with the world Owen and Maddy inhabit from the get-go. The school they go to as sprogs is called Void High School, which (aside from having the initials VHS) is also just NOT A REAL NAME FOR A PLACE, and it has really creepy, weird text on its message boards in place of the usual papers and kids drawings (one strip that caught my eye, rendered in stark black-on-yellow font, simply reads ‘PAIN IS WEAKNESS LEAVING THE BODY’). There’s a supermarket that just seems like a giant, sprawling liminal space devoid of people. Characters from The Pink Opaque show-within-a-film get referenced in places that have nothing to do with the show. Daytime, though it never vanishes altogether, seems to become less and less frequent as though the characters are sinking into the deepening night of impending death. Characters who should be key to the protagonists formative years have no dialogue at all, as though they’re just set dressing in a shared delusion. The lore of The Pink Opaque shifts, so that the characters memories cease to align with the show itself, just (it seems) to fuck with them. And, creepiest of all, Owen has to continually narrate his own life straight to camera, like he might forget who and what he is and come unmoored from reality if he doesn’t constantly tell the story. As the clues stack up and the evidence becomes more and more incontrovertible, the realisation slowly dawns: this is not madness. This is not too mixed-up kids bonding over a crappy horror show on TV. This is the story of a person condemned to a slow, humiliating false life by a vengeful cosmic entity while their real body dies in a freshly-dug grave on another level of reality. In that context, the existence of the show The Pink Opaque, is their oxygen-deprived brain trying to warn them to get up! GET UP NOW! YOU ARE DYING! GET UP! And that’s genuinely terrifying. “What if reality isn’t reality?” is already one of the most disturbing questions you can ask yourself. Add to that the questions of “Who is perpetrating reality against you?”, “Why are they doing?” and “What if the real me is dying while this happens?” and you’ve got some pure, solipsistic, philosophical nightmare fuel to keep you up at night!

The gender dysphoria interpretation, in contrast, is probably the intended interpretation, but if you focus too much on that, it makes the whole thing feel a bit, well… silly. Don’t get me wrong. I’m sure gender dysphoria is very, very unpleasant. I’m sure being trapped in the wrong body and not knowing how to express the all-pervading feeling of wrongness is one of the most traumatic things a human being can go through. However, none of the trans people I know in real life have ever collapsed onto the floor in their place of work to scream “I’M LITERALLY DYING RIGHT NOW!” (although my sort-of-adopted trans daughter did once call me after a night of heavy drinking to claim “I’m sober now! I’m just putting these skittles back in their packet!” like it was the dexterity-challenge of the century and somehow proved something. That has nothing to do with this review, I just thought it was funny and that you’d like to know it happened). Nor, to the best of my knowledge, has burying oneself alive and popping back up out of the dirt like a jack-in-the-box ever been considered a useful, therapeutic part of the gender reassignment process. Meanwhile, Owen’s life isn’t just a bit constricting and mediocre, it’s downright oppressive, devoid of even the most fleeting moments of joy, and his only meaningful emotional connection is with someone who fucks off for a decade at a time and reappears claiming to have been living inside a TV show. Nobody could be that miserable all the time, even if they tried. Think about how long human beings live: the number of years and the number of days in each year and the number of hours in each day and the number of minutes in each hour. At the very least, at some point in all that, you’d accidentally catch a Monty Python rerun or see a bird fly into a window and then try and strut off like nothing happened and then… Whoops! You’re laughing like a fucking idiot and your perfect record of being resolutely unhappy is completely fucking ruined, you loser. My point is that, as a metaphor, I Saw the TV Glow feels a little hammy: like an actor beating his chest and wailing to express grief, possibly before committing fake-sepuku with a very obviously cardboard knife. But if you forget it’s a metaphor and remember that Owen’s life is so unremittingly miserable because it was created to be unremittingly miserable by a cosmic entity of terrifying malevolence and power, suddenly it all makes sense… and scares you badly enough to keep you up all night worrying that maybe we’re all trapped by Mr. Melancholy… or Prime Minister Rishi Sunak as we call him here in the dystopian wasteland that used to be Great Britain.

Anyway, I recommend I Saw the TV Glow. It’s stylish, weird, quite clever (though not as clever as it clearly thinks it is) and, frankly, some of the visuals have to be seen to be believed (the monster of the week made of melting ice-cream, for example, is the kind of thing that you’d normally have to neck quite a lot of absinth to see, but the film-makers have brought it to life here so that you don’t have to and, consequently, your liver won’t start to hate you like an abused spouse).

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Maybe 3 hours of sleep?

I can't stop thinking about them.....

Aziraphale and Crowley. Like seriously, I've been into relationships like this for .... a really long time. And usually it's maleXmale .... I thought after obsessing over any and all stories like it that it was purely hormonal. But I've been trying to fight the urge to it for quite a few years recently .... but this is more than just a similar "gendered" romance (especially since these are technically non-gendered beings). It's not about a hormonal connection. Not at all.

It's about a bond. A connection. A true relationship. Whether it is hetero or homosexsual, that doesn't matter anymore.

Admit it. Everyone saw the truth to their relationship before they kissed in season 2 episode 6. What is one of the most used scenes describing their romance that I fell on with season one?

This one! Whats the common phrase used?

"Sexsual tension?"

Arguable because they might not have the bits (shrug), but the point is made.

There is something there.

With Azi's long stares at Crowley like he's studying every inch of this demon, he cherishes so much. And Crowley's continuous yo-yo act of returning to Aziraphale, despite the frustration and constant rejection from his Angel encounters.

Then season two comes out, and the torture of the obvious reveal of their relationship starts to develop, bit by bit.

And finally the very abrupt manipulation of a couple of human girls, come in and innocently, unaware of the damage it evokes, try to get the two ethereal/occult beings to stay out of their loves lives by triggering Crowley's very damaged heart to open for a brief moment and reveal .... well, the truth. He loves his best friend. More than anything. More than his fear of rejection.

He really struggles. But, somewhat confesses his feelings.

I'm not blaming Nina and Maggie, nor am I supporting what they said. But what is done is done.

And ..... as well all know....

.... it failed and broke the toughest of hearts.

Now we have to wait and all we can do is talk, write, draw, and create to fill the cracks with super glue until Neil can write again and Amazon can approve of a third season. Then prey that it doesn't last as long as it took season 2 to come out for the season one fans.

I wasn't part of that group. Thank God.

But I am part of this new fandom and will continue to share my broken heart with everyone who follows, watches, reblogs, and comments over my posts and art.

Thank you. ❤️

[machineheralded]

This document may be subject to change.Vik | 21+ | he/they | EST [UTC−05:00] | medium-to-low activity

∙ Literate roleplayer with tendencies towards longer responses/novellas. ∙ Private, 18+, and mutuals only. ∙ Multi-ship, multi-verse, multi-muse, alternate universe, crossover, original character, and duplicate friendly. ∙ Writes for character development, to investigate dynamics, to process old wounds, and to flex creative muscles/improvisation. ∙ Is always up for writing AU’S! ∙ I am nonbinary, disabled + chronically ill (proud cripple!), and Sebsexual!

@futureforged is the only Jayce I will write with. Our narratives are too interwoven. If you write with my Viktor, expect Jayce to be mentioned.

TRIGGERS. The triggers present are drug use, body horror, occult/magical themes, terminal illness, violence, and sexual content (nsft cw). Toxic relationships may be present on this blog. If anything else needs to be tagged, or if I need to tag for any other sort of accessibility reason, let me know. I will typically only tag nsfw content. A reminder: mun does not equal muse, despite the fact me and Viktor are very similar. Writing these things does not mean I approve of them in real life. I am simply exploring things in a safe way, through the lens of fiction. I write to heal and explore.

BLOG LABELS. Private, mutuals and 18+ only. I am multi-ship, multi-muse, multi-verse, alternate universe, crossover, original character, and duplicate friendly. I love crossovers.

PERSONALS. Personals please do not interact with this blog unless you are a hub for an rp blog. I do not roleplay in IMS. I roleplay in asks or on posts.

REBLOGGING OTHER CONTENT. Please do not reblog any posts that are not rp related for our threads. This includes any musings, gifs, or rp memes. I like to keep my notifications clear. If I make you content, you are allowed to reblog that from me. I do not practice reblog karma, as things like rp memes should not be reblogged from me. If you do this, I will be more understanding if you are a beloved mutual/affiliate, and we have a good ooc relationship.

FOLLOWING. I will not interact with minors. I am 18+ only, because I enjoy writing smut (tagged as: nsft.) when it comes up. I also only write with mutuals. If I follow you, and you don’t follow me back, I’m not interested in writing with you. I may be selective, as I write primarily during a very busy work, home, and social life.

SHIPPING. When it comes to shipping, I ship chemistry, even if something is canon in source material. Please do not force ship with me. Asking about a ship is not force shipping - assuming a ship between our characters, or sending shippy asks when I say I don’t ship it is. I am multi-ship. Canon relationships will be kept, but whether we investigate a canon dynamic is up to our discretion, and chemistry. If there is a ship I really wanna investigate with another mun, we can go ahead and throw them into the ship. That isn't forceshipping to me. My main ship is JayVik, with my partner. As such, other romance is not a focus of this blog.

OPTIONAL RULES PHRASE. If you read all of this, and would like to let me know you have read my rules, feel free to send: “GLORIOUS EVOLUTION?” This is optional.

CREDITS AND OWNERSHIP. I do not profit from this blog in any way, shape, or form. Content belongs to their rightful creators. I just enjoy writing as Viktor. I don’t own any graphics, or the fonts or textures used. All I own is my writing, and it is not for profit.

DROPPING THREADS. For courtesy’s sake, if you do not feel a thread, or feel it isn’t going anywhere, you do not have to tell me that you’ve dropped it. Just simply don’t reply to it, and I will consider it dropped. I don't typically drop things, and keep them in the drafts indefinitely. The exception to this is if we have a ship, and you and I need to drop threads because we have so much content! I would rather we communicate to figure out a way to continue a thread.

COMMUNICATION. I have a discord that is available on request. I use asks primarily for memes or other in-character things, so I will stick primarily to tumblr IMs/Discord for plotting and chatting. I do not roleplay in ims.

ACTIVITY LEVEL. I PRIORITIZE FUTUREFORGED FOR RESPONSES! I follow where the muse takes me. If Viktor doesn't feel a thread, then I will not respond until I have muse for it. Just because I am online doesn't mean I will respond to your drafts - Viktor leads me. I am always down to chat, however, unless I am out of spoons. I am a medium-to-low activity roleplay blog. I am chronically ill, work a very busy schedule, and spend a great deal of time away from my laptop or phone.

OOC STUFF. I will not participate in callouts, drama, or other things of that nature. If you vague blog about other writers, I don’t want to write with you. Perception, especially online, is so easily manipulated. Please do not bring that here to this blog. I like keeping roleplay and my personal life separate, so please do not ask personal questions about me or my life unless I reblog a munday meme, or I give you the go ahead to do so. Bullying, aggression, or hostility is NOT welcome here. Coming at me with accusations or rudeness will get you blocked, no matter how valid your anger is. I am also not interested in groups or cliques, or weaving my lore with more than one person - a very bad experience in the past has put me off of sharing lore with anyone but Solis.

BLOCKING, THOSE I MAY NOT INTERACT WITH. I am liberal with my block button, as sometimes I feel like my writing style/our muses won’t mesh, or I use the block button to keep myself safe. I sometimes may preemptively block if I feel we won’t be fit as partners. No offense meant, just trying to make things easier, and I wish you good fun with writing. If someone breaks my rules, I usually give them a few chances before hard blocking. If you wish to stop writing with me, do not soft block, hard block. If you soft block me, I may refollow you and ask if Tumblr did something. If I block you, please do not try and contact me through a third party. Please move on.

GODMODDING. Please do not godmod my character. The exception is if to move a scene along (like having our muses walk side by side), and it has been discussed with me previously. Your muse seeing my muse's expression when I have otherwise not written it is totally fine, as long as you keep the essence of my muse in mind. Your muse may touch my muse, pin him, or otherwise touch him - even if those actions are unkind - without permission beforehand. Killing off characters or any other acts of extreme violence will be discussed beforehand, however. That being said, if a muse is engaging in torture or other situations on this blog, consent will be received from my rp partner before writing such content. I am all about consent here. I do write Viktor as an anti hero and villain here, and do not water him down. He will act accordingly in interactions.

FACECLAIMS. I am okay to write with animated and deceased faceclaims. I have no list of banned fcs at this time.

METAGAMING. Please do not metagame. Knowing my character's reputation is not metagaming, but knowing my muse’s innerworkings is metagaming. Do not use outside knowledge to influence things unless previously discussed.

WAIT TIMES/HOUSEKEEPING. If I write a starter for you, unless you have something come up, please try to respond to it within a week to two weeks, or communicate that you cannot get to it. I want my time to be valued, and I prioritize communication. Just let me know. I will try not to have you wait longer than a week for replies to a starter you have written me. If your starter is sitting in my drafts for longer than a week, you can talk to me about it. If you don't follow me back within a few days (unless specified in your rules), I will unfollow. I sometimes make housekeeping posts where I tag people in a list of starters owed, or if I have your starter in my drafts.

PLOTTING/MEMES. As a writer, I prefer plotting to memes. Memes are to get the ball rolling, but for me, the real magic happens when I plot with another writer. I AM ALWAYS ACCEPTING HEADCANON AND CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT MEMES, EVEN IF I AM NOT MUTUALS WITH ANOTHER MUN! If you approach me wanting to write, or open to plotting, please have an idea in mind. If you prefer memes, I can send them! I just prefer plotting, but am very flexible. If you send a meme, please send what the symbols mean. Please ask before continuing an ask into a thread. Affiliates do not have to ask. If you want to send a meme, send the meme. Fair warning, I may take a long time to get to them, as they are not my priority when it comes to writing - and I tend to answer memes when I am struggling to write plotted starters. Most meme responses, unless you are an affiliate, will be smaller content. As for threads, since you can trim reblogs from asks, I do not mind if you reblog asks, after you have asked to continue it. I also like my dash very trimmed, so please trim if you can. I won't post plotting or starter calls, as it eventually gets to be too heavy or irksome for me, and writing feels drab and boring if I do that.

WRITING STYLE. My writing style is versatile: though heavily novella influenced in length. I tend to monologue and filibuster in my writing. I expand, expand, expand. I favor the longer responses - one of my closest friends and I wrote the upwards of twenty paragraphs to each other - where I can really drive a story along, but I also enjoy one liners. I try to match length, but may end up overshooting you by a few paragraphs. I do not ask for matched length, I ask for matched quality (2-3 paragraph minimum in responses, please. Anything less will get you blocked, unless we are writing shorter content.)

WRITING/RESPONSE FORMATTING. I like using small text, or just using a top and bottom banner when writing things. I do not use icons, as I feel they hamper my writing, and are less accessible with the amount of muses I have. I like making the first sentence with fancy text, to make the first line stand out. I stole this formatting from my life partner. It is a fun little quirk for me. If, in writing with me, you need things to be more accessible, please let me know. I will drop formatting quirks for just your responses.

WHY I WRITE. If you wish to write with me, please approach/be open to me approaching with wanting to write compelling, character-developing content. I write to develop my muses, to process my own life experiences, and to have fun. I am not interested in just having our characters meet, or shipping. I am interested in CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT, not just roleplaying.

SPAM. Do not spam like any of my posts. It clogs up my notifications.

CHARACTER HATE/DISLIKE. If you hate Jayce Talis get away from me.

[unwelcome-ozian]

are you able to give an example of a code/trigger phrase? you dont have to give one thats used, you can make it up entirely, but im curious to see what it entails/how it works?

Here are some examples;

The word FOX code word. F-o-x consists of the 6th, 15th (1+5), & the 24th (2+ 4) letters of the alphabet, which yield 666.

Codes are specific to the individual for example: For example the programmer can use the pi code: 419716 and it means: “This”, I whispered quietly, “I ignore”.

To link the code to an alter would go something like this: 777FOX419716JAN Which would mean, spiritual programming, occult, ignore, temple of Janus.

Oz

[almarkiz]

Energized Enthusiasm, or Healing with Kink

Henry Rousseau, the duanier, was laughed at all his life. I laughed as heartily as the rest; though, almost despite myself, I kept on saying (as the phrase goes) "that I felt something; couldn't say what." — Aleister Crowley, Energized Enthusiasm

Great vitality has always been synonymous with high sex drive. John MacAfee or Rasputin are perfect embodiments of this rule, showing high sex drive, adventurous mind and almost supernatural physical abilities. But what if this sex drive was not a side effect of their power, but rather the source of their power?

Many writers use drugs and sex is a drug among others.

Of course, I will never judge anyone for flagging sexual energy as being a fraud. The topic of sexuality being one that can magically (Fenician Money Magic?) print views, attention and eventually $ from thin air, any content you see – especially if the author is alive – should be treated as being a fraud by default. But if you ever experienced the creative process as an erotic writer, posting on a forum, blog or just sending letters to your lover, you cannot deny its energetic nature, the capacity of words to produce energy and to trigger real world events with a lover, where this mysterious surplus of energy summoned by the creative process will be consumed.

This mysterious surplus of energy is well studied by the text of the occultist Aleister Crowley, Energised Enthusiasm. It's no coincidence that this topic of sexual energy ends up being exposed by an occultist. The Occult is the study of what is hidden, and we use to imagine this as being the result of some active conspiracies. But, in reality, such a topic just buries itself under layers of noise, scams and girl-bots. Energised Enthusiasm is an amazing text, read it.

But one problematic Energised Enthusiasm does not explore is the question of the medium. I think the medium (and also the person, the lover) through which you liberate this sexual energy is critical, especially those days with social media, virtual reality, augmented reality and for future readers brain/machine interfaces.

Domination, as a play, or even as a storytelling to the lover after a glass of wine is perfect. Writing, and songs end up as being continuities of this very medium.

On the contrary, drawing and photography – especially mixed with social media – are far too vampiric. By itself it creates gravity well. You just flow somewhere, getting energy from a corporate third-party, in a process that just gets over and over optimised by the competition for attention. All these Twitter accounts that specialise (optimise) in a very particular fetish will obviously end-up being replaced by an AI run by a prompt engineer – someone casting words, which is the definition of the magician. Magicians will certainly inherit the post-singularity world. Also notes that, at the contrary of the previous mediums, the pictorial one is not present as an attribute of the nine muses that, in the classical education, inspire poets and intellectuals.

The audience – the lover or the lovers – is also a crucial element killed by social media. In the race for audience, one could only crush the quality of his audience, eventually reversing this process of energy gathering, sucking out its precious life force. This kind of individual can only end up as a ghoulish, wrinkled vampire, lost in his pathetic castle. The lover, though its scarcity, achieves the opposite: its rejuvenation.

To my dear reader: Seek noble activities, like writing or telling erotic tales but in a vitalistic way, completely detach from the social media’s cybernetic loop. You shall not seek for neither the audience nor the algorithm. The goal of the teller is using the correct words, in the correct order, to the correct person (the lover), that would eventually open some unknown portal.

[tempest-toss]

Current List of Proposals: Framed as Title, what was the inspiration (not visible to muses), and then what the proposal is

.HACK_ACCESS_ACCEPTED - O5-13-ii - A scenario where the old Ai acquires access to the outside world and quickly assimilates knowledge and strength before taking over the planet's technology grid and the world of internet. With total control, he can now eliminate the worms of society.

Despair Pollution - O5-10 - An incident that is broadcast on international television drives the world to devolve into chaos, fear, and despair. During this the public dicovers and breaks into sites, releasing the contained from within.

Fear for All - an scp whose designation I'm forgetting whoops - An entity that represents fear escapes from the site that it's contained in, bringing fear to all humanity, and ultimately leading to the end of the world thanks to the paranoia from military officials.

TRIGGER PHRASE INITIATED - O5-7 - A hypothetical situation where a hidden trigger phrase is uttered and Seven eliminates the council, bringing the Foundation to its knees and securing a complete victory for the Chaos Insurgency.

The Archives - O5-1 - SCP 001 is the Archives of the Foundation, carrying knowledge of the universe and all things anomalous. The first overseer spot is reserved for those that can handle the knowledge and duty of the archivist.

The Embodiment of Nature - O5-4 - When pushed to his limit, Four loses his mind and control and is stuck as his Embodiment form. This not only breaks the masquerade but he begins ruling in favor of nature, leading to the downfall of the Foundation

The Last Occult War - O5-8 - A new Occult War occurs, and with the modern day technology it is a bloodshed and forces the hands of the Foundation and many GOI. It may in fact be possible that a loop has been established that lasts over 400 years.

The Loneliest Man on Earth - O5-14 - A scenario where Overseer Fourteen is the last person alive on Earth, where his only friend is the many duplicates of himself.

The Midas Infection - O5-3 - Three's Anomaly mutates, causing the things he transforms to transform items in close contact into gold. This continues until the Earth is no longer habitable by life.

The Moon's True Power - O5-4 - Four's cult (as well as himself) is bolstered by a supermoon and they use the night to break the masquerade by turning most of the world into werewolves. All the new turned empower Four to permanently retain his Embodiment form and like above, rules the world.

The NEO EDEN Program - O5-10 - To save the world, Ten uploads humanity's consciousness to a digital world where they can solve the problem in the real world. But with no one to get anyone out, the council and everyone else can only live in a virtual world indefinitely

The Pantheon - O5-4 - A scenario involving Four gaining enough husbands to ascend and reestablish a pantheon. Under this a new order in the world rises up.

They Came from our Flesh - O5-12 - A bug infestation from another world enters. Burrowing into the skin of hosts they multiple before bursting out, spreading the plague further and further.

We'll Do It for Papa - O5-12- Following the death of Twelve, everyone in Site-230 breaches to hunt down those responsible for his death. No morals are in tact and the veil is torn as the anomalous seek out the one(s) responsible for killing the man that never gave up on them.

What Lies Under the Arctic - O5-6 - An ancient Evil is reawoken underneath the Arctic circle, but it may just be Six who's undergoing a evolutionary transformation. The world can only pray that his mind carries over.

When Dusk Falls - O5-4 - An inverse to When Day Breaks, now the moonlight is dangerous, turning all that step into it into animalistic creatures. Four is not affected, but his mind seems to be swayed, and his ability to communicate with animals isn't looking to be as useful to those that hide from the moon's pull...

When Toys Attack - O5-5 - A scenario involving all of Five's toys coming alive in reaction to their Guardian Angel Protocol. Avenging their creator, they seek out those that transgessed her

[rosasanguinem]

Detective Jake Crane - Beyond My Salvation

by Rosa Sanguinem

"And then there's that moment, boy. You have that guy before your run that you've been chasing for months, years, that's become part of your life. That face that you saw when you closed your eyes when you were able to sleep at all. That damn bastard is standing there now, his life in your hands because you have the gun. He took innocent lives in bestial, unspeakable ways. Now your finger is on the trigger. You feel everything at once, anger , relief, tension, desperation and power...yes power boy. You think it would be easy to tell your co-workers he resisted and that's why you had to shoot him down with multiple shots.

Isn't it fair to fire your entire magazine at this guy who completely wrecked you and many others?

No, boy.

That's not justice. It doesn't end the shitty dreams or make your job easier.

Your life will be even more cruel if you think like this.

Don't forget that, boy. We have to be better than this, better than those we pursue. There is no guarantee of justice.

These cases will poison and eat you bit by bit if you let them.

The old man sitting in front of you has been poisoned many times and parts of him are completely eaten away.

So trust me when I tell you:

Don't make the same mistakes I did, Jake."

-

It was about a week after they buried the old man. My mind was still spinning around the autopsy report after his body was discovered nailed to the wall of St Martins Church. Discovered was the wrong word. The godly attendees at Sunday Mass that morning witnessed what was arguably the most traumatic sight of their lives.

"Inspiciamus per eam in abyssum, quia in sua altitudine est veritas."

That was written on the church door with his blood and shreds of his flesh.

"Let us look through it into the abyss, for in its depths lies truth."

I wasn't the type for cryptic metaphors or philosophical phrases. My faith was limited to bowing my head in devotion when I was a guest at a religious event.

To the others in the department, I was the hothead who inherited a case he couldn't possibly solve. A freshman who got the office of a cop legend and was totally unworthy of him.

The colleagues did not hold back their contempt. In fact, they thought the theory about the cult was utter bullshit, despite the evidence pointing to it. But there were clues. Symbols, prophetic messages, ritualistic crime scenes... this went far beyond a bunch of kids partying in a graveyard at night. There was something aggressively fanatical about it, and the murders my mentor investigated before he died were very well organized.

We groped in the dark. And I had to finish it, for him... for us.

In the 90's a real panic broke out in front of occult groups, which turned out to be a mistake.

Now, as I looked at the crime scene photos and flipped through the records, I wasn't so sure.

-

"He's looking for us, isn't he?"

"After all, the sect he is chasing is of a satanic and apocalyptic nature. If it's some kind of sick Bleeding Rose cult that sees the killer as the harbinger of hell and pays tribute to him, we could put Jake on his trail. He might even wisely discover that his mentor has already made links between the two cases, but due to a traumatic incident had to hand over the investigation into the case of the woman killer portraying his victims. The reason was that the daughter of his deceased colleague was one of the victims of the Bleeding Rose. She ran an art gallery, where the killer found her because she was in league with art thieves. She smuggled her partners into the shows under her direction, knowing the safety protocols and sharing in the profits from the black market sales. Of course, she had carefully selected the most valuable items in her care. The murderer had drawn the right conclusions, contrary to the authorities, since he recognized the lies of the gallery supervisor. He lured her into a trap and slaughtered her in the exhibition hall. The mutilated body was found grotesquely draped in front of an easel on which was her distorted portrait. The word "thief" was written in her blood on the floor.

Due to the murder, their machinations were exposed.

Jake's mentor, who had a difficult relationship with his daughter after his wife died from cancer, who always accused him of not being there enough for her and her mother, was broken by the fact that his daughter was dead and in this context it turned out what criminal energy she had.

He then threw himself into work.

However, he was barred from taking on his daughter's murder case due to his psychological condition. Instead, he was assigned a serious case of vandalism and desecration of graves, which was attributed to an occult group.

Little did he know at this point that the cases were meant to have a connection."

[junhecas]

@laplaces-lovecraftian-dick since you asked for it. You gotta be nice to me about it though, it still has first draft tier problems.

Hecatia has a whimsically easy life, honestly. Everything she could need materially is always right at her fingertips as soon as she cares to make a minor effort for it. Her staying power in the minds of new age occult movements and certain types of theater nerd make any need for faith a nonissue, though the way she's changed over time because of this is cause for note if not concern. Every time someone with fishnet leggings and piercings, or a desire to sneak out of the house to shoddily cut and dye their hair with their friends; every time one of her people picks up their first book on witchcraft, she's just a bit healthier for it. This isn't to say, though, that she lives a life free from desire. Desire, that root of all suffering as some would say, haunts her daily, ever since someone with a shockingly similar position to herself came into her life...

Junko...she's standing by the window again. Staring out into hell as she tends to in the mornings, a cup of tea in her hand. Her bad habit of simply ruminating when she's not much else to do, Hecatia hated that. For all their similarities in circumstance, she just can't let her hair down, put that crown on her nightstand for a few hours. It motivates her like nothing else, to be soft when she's so cruel to others, to gently walk up behind her even though the clacking of her chains and piercings would never allow her silence, and put her arms around her waist. Underneath Junko's robes she can feel her entire body tense for just a moment before relaxing again, reflexes she actively fights against now softened by time, allowing the titan to rest her head over the sea serpent's shoulder. It felt like only a hundred years ago where touching her unprompted would have triggered her fighting response, her decades of fearing retaliation having made her paranoid beyond belief, sending Hecatia flying back into the wall with golden honey seeping from her torso. This was hardly a negative quality to her, though. Someone so willing to fight back against her if need be, even if she could never realistically win...it's a quality nobody else in the world has. At least, nobody that's as gorgeous as her has it.

Cradling her head in Junko's neck, the embodiment of hell took this opportunity to smell her hair. Unlike the generally unwashed masses of the underworld, assuming they had any mass that needed washing, her compatriot keeps herself very clean. The smell of foreign flower petals and bathing salts was just enough to overtake the air of any room, but only if you're the type of close to her only Hecatia ever gets. Where she gets them remains a mystery even to her...but it's a delightful mystery, the kind you want to keep.

"...My most trusted Hecatia." She always starts conversations like this, very few things that come out of her mouth that are phrased like a question, it lends an air that she's aware of something you're not. A skill she honed over many years, no doubt.

"Mmmyeees~?" Hecatia's smile is likely felt, her cheeks pushing up and brushing against Junko's neck.

"You hang off me like a baboon."

"That's so meeeaaaannn!!" Her smile turns to a pout with a huff.

"They say insults hurt less when they're true."

"I'm pretty sure they don't say that."

"Would you care to disprove me?" Hecatia did not need to dislodge herself to understand there's a smug grin on her face right now.

"Fine, fiiine!" She stops hugging her and spins around on her heel to face the door. "Got any plans today, o snake of the peach trees?"

"...that one is new." She tilts her head, considering something. "Not in particular, apart from the usual planning and rumination. The ones who defended their home will die eventually, and I do not want that time wasted."

"Oh I love it when you're so ruthless~☆" She isn't lying! She's really not the lying type, more the 'white lies, misleading phrases, and being obtuse' type if she had to say so herself. But, for some reason she can't quite place, that gnawing feeling renews itself in her chest with a fervor. The peculiar thing called desire, but what did it want? What would sate the wolf in the heart of the god who has everything? "I was just hopin...ya know?" She gestures vaguely, as if that could ever communicate what she's actually feeling.

Would you guys like to see the first part of a junheca fic I'm writing. Unfortunately it's all the normal parts so far, it hasn't gotten weird yet.

[summertrashsplash]

Wow, our summer trash splash has resulted in 31 trashy works!  Here is the full roundup of the fics and artworks that have been added to the Summer Trash Splash AO3 collection during the SplashZone, in alphabetical order:

A Means to an End by Call_Me_Kayyyyy and HaniTrash (art + 1k words)

Zemo is using Bucky as a bargaining chip in Madripoor, which means Bucky must play along to get the information they need. He hadn't expected the Baron to take things this far...

a widow's tender bite by ghostlygun (2k words)

After the creation of new Winter Soldiers has failed in 1991, HYDRA finds a new partner in Dreykov and his Red Room, both parties determined to try again. Vasily Karpov doesn’t like those plans. Neither does the Soldier.

aftertastes by Lies_Unfurl (5k)

The Red Book didn't just contain the trigger words: it also had thorough accounts of all the many punishments that HYDRA inflicted upon the Winter Soldier. A not-insignificant amount of which involved food or drink.

While in Madripoor, Zemo sees a way to use scent and taste to draw out the Soldier he's certain still hides inside James.

ART Fill for "Collar/Leash" by BloodMooninSpace

ART Fill for "Enforced Chastity" by BloodMooninSpace

ART fill for "forniphilia" by BloodMooninSpace

ART Fill for "Magic/Occult" by EclipseArts (BloodMooninSpace)

ART fill for "Tentacles" by BloodMooninSpace for mumblemutter

Art of Steve Rogers in an Army Green Stealth Suit by BloodMooninSpace for NeonBat

Art for a piece that NeonBat wrote for Trash Splash 2022!!!

[Art] Recreational Use by Call_Me_Kayyyyy (many arts!)

Some art I made based on bingo prompts. No real explanation's given.

The Asset Mindset by buckybarnesdeservestobehappy and Call_Me_Kayyyyy (3.3k + art!)

The Asset has always been turned on by violence—so much so that Hydra’s been forced to keep him on ice. When an urgent mission means he needs to stay out of cryo, his handler orders him to bring in a high value target for his fuck toy. Soon enough, Steve Rogers is the Asset’s unruly, misbehaving pet who only needs to be broken in order to be properly trained.

bonding ritual(s) by cm (mumblemutter) (1.5k)

The one where Sam and Bucky bond in Europe.

For the squares: recreational function / public use, restraints, breeding

Bucky the dog by Neonbat (40k)

Bucky's life has never been his own. Pierce is his Uncle, his provider, his everything. A chance encounter one day calls everything into question, and after fate provides a chance at freedom, Bucky seizes it without hesitation.

But Bucky can't outrun his past forever, and soon it catches up. He will do whatever it takes to ensure Steve is safe and far away from his dark, cold world wrought with blood and violence.

caught in 4k by ghostlygun (4k)

John Walker releases some old Hydra footage to the public, proving that the Winter Soldier did a lot more for them than killing people, while looking far too happy in these videos. Word spreads, and soon everyone knows about Hydra's whore. Bucky and Sam have to deal with the fallout.

en pointe by cm (mumblemutter) (6k)

Steve finds the man unconscious in the woods.

Or: The one where Steve is the Stomper and Sam is the Red Falcon.

For the squares: shrinkyclinks, Tony Stark, secret trigger phrase, brainwashing (free space)

etiquette for beginners by cm (mumblemutter) (3.5k)

The one where Sam inherits a Bucky from Zemo.

Things go about as well as expected, really.

For the squares: gaslighting, friend = handler, trade sex for x

hard times by Lies_Unfurl (5.5k)

“Don’t make this weird,” says Bucky.

“…is that a cock cage?” asks Sam.

Bucky glares at him, in a single motion yanking up both his boxers and his sleep pants—the black checkered pair, the ones he wears in order to signal to Sam that he doesn’t want his dick touched, and doesn’t particularly want to discuss it. “What did I just say.”

(or: Sam, Bucky, and The Cock Cage Incident.)

heat. concrete. polaroid by cm (mumblemutter)

Or: The one where the author conveniently manages to fill their final two squares with a sequel to a fic that didn't need a sequel (except for the one where they have birbies).

I'm gonna just say that this is outside canon, and a completely self-indulgent alternate universe sequel to ice. hollow. nightfall.

For the squares: Johann Schmidt, reclaiming what HYDRA ruined

key issues by ghostlygun (2k)

“I didn’t get all the science stuff, but for him, it basically works like an aphrodisiac.” “Sorry, what?” “He’s horny. Do something, or he dies of a heart attack.”

Or: There's no safe house stay with the Soldier that doesn't include more-or-less unpleasant surprises.

man's worst by cm (mumblemutter)

The one in which Sam and Bucky talk about dogs.

For the square: dogs

(non)negotiation by cm (mumblemutter) (2.2k)

The one in which Rumlow makes a brief return.

For the squares: Rumlow / Rollins / STRIKE, self sacrifice

Parts of a Whole by writerkenna (14k)

When he first receives the part, the Asset does not allot much time to examining it. He’s had many adaptations made to him, most reversed eventually when they do not function as they should. This is no different. In fact, this part is hidden, tucked away under clothes, and creates no obvious distraction during missions. The Asset he sees no cause to look for trouble with it when there is none.

He doesn’t give his attention to it until it starts to bleed.

or

HYDRA outfits their Asset with a vagina and uterus. Bucky has to deal with that fact.

the plural of octopus shouldn't end with an "i" by cm (mumblemutter) (3k)

The one in which Sam has a secret, and Bucky finds out.

For the squares: magic/occult, tentacles

Reaching through shackles (Save me from the flames) by Neonbat (10k)

Steve never dreamt of what being turned over to Ross could lead to. Not only is he forced to give up the search for Bucky as soon as it's started, but give up all he holds dear. His friends. His body. His name.

A path diverges, and yet, through everything, the ending is always the same.

Til the end of the line.

rock meets scissors by cm (mumblemutter) (8k)

Bucky and Sam, in the Framework and out of it.

For the squares: orgasm control, impact play, triggered during recovery (flashbacks, etc), endurance torture (wooden horse, stress positions)

sleepless nights by ghostlygun (2k)

Bucky gasps for air, tries to move, tries to break free but he can’t, and the other person – the Asset, the Soldier, it’s him – squeezes until it hurts so much that the edges of his vision start fading to black. A rush of memories hits him like another punch; he knows he has done this too, crushed his target’s windpipes until they screamed and gasped and went limp in his grip.

“Who do you belong to,” the Asset growls. It’s not a question.

Some Like it Hot by HaniTrash (3.5k)

Steve has been captured by HYDRA. The STRIKE team is having a fun time trying to break him.

sore spot by cm (mumblemutter) (2k)

The one where Sam gets taken by John.

For the squares: John Walker, no place is safe

sweet as honey by ghostlygun (1k)

“Isn’t it tragic,” Dottie said as she took a step forward, “that every time we meet, we’re on different sides?”

Your Voice in my Head by thefilthiestpiglet (6k)

If someone cares about you deeply enough, you can hear snippets of their thoughts in your head. As a kid, Steve'd only ever heard his ma and Bucky.

So how come he still hears Bucky even now, when his best friend fell off a train 70 years ago?

Wow!!! A huge thank you to all the authors and artists who reveled in the dumpster this year!  Congratulations everyone!

[book-of-curse]

A Guide to Meditation: Mindfulness, Mantra, and Open Monitoring

Introduction

Meditation is the act of focusing our attention in a specific way and holding it as a mental exercise. This is considered a mild alteration in consciousness. Meditation has been used in various forms throughout history; sustaining focus on an intention in mystical practices can be considered a form of meditation, for instance.

Meditation has been the subject of significant scientific investigation, which has validated it as a psychological construct and with tangible applications and benefits. Engaging in a regular meditation practice can lead to measurable benefits, like a reduction in anxiety, a strengthening of one’s attention capacity,

Single-point Meditation

Single-point meditation is one of the simplest forms of meditation. In single-point meditation, you focus your attention on one single point to the exclusion of all other thoughts and sensory perceptions. The subject you choose can be whatever you want. It’s easy to pick out something that catches your eye in your immediate environment and focus on that. You could focus on a yellow floor tile that catches your eye, or feel the texture of the blanket on your couch. You could focus on something you visualized inside of your head.

Many people enjoy focusing on a repetitive physical sensation like breathing. They feel air flow into their lungs, and then feel the air leave as they exhale. Anytime they feel a distracting thought, they focus their attention on their breathing and let go of their thoughts. Some people close their eyes and imagine their breath as colored whisps of smoke, glowing blue as they inhale and then red as they exhale, flowing in and out.

Pick a comfortable position; some people like sitting or laying down, others like to stand. Set aside twenty minutes of time where you won’t be disturbed, and plan to repeat this exercise several times a week. The key to experiencing the full range of benefits from meditation is to practice regularly; multiple times a week is preferred.

Begin by focusing on your chosen subject. Focus on your subject and allow your thoughts to slip away. Allow your worries and present concerns to slip away, turning your thoughts back to your chosen subject each time something distracts you. It is okay to lose your focus and be distracted; this will happen many times, and it never really goes away. Anchor your entire existence around perceiving your subject; if your subject is breathing, allow your focus on that action to fill your entire perception of reality. Eventually, you should enter a calm state of mind where you are completely centered in the present, focused on your chosen subject.

Mindfulness

In mindfulness meditation, we focus on thought itself. Whenever a thought arises, we disengage from it and return to focusing on our thoughts. In many respects, we are focused on the act of disengagement from thought.

Engaging in mindfulness is incredibly simple. Pick a comfortable position and set aside twenty minutes of time where you won’t be disturbed. Consider using a timer so that you aren’t preoccupied with keeping track of the time.

Focus. You do not need to close your eyes. Rather, allow yourself to focus without a subject. What is demanding your attention? Sensory details, thoughts. Accept and disengage from each thought and environmental circumstance. Accept all thoughts and feelings without judgment, and let go of them without further engagement. Over time, your thoughts will begin to quiet, leaving you with a temporarily quiet mind free from anxiety that is completely anchored in the present.

Practicing mindfulness can lead to the development of a mindful mindset. In other words, the state of mindful acceptance provoked by mindfulness meditation becomes chronic. This helps aid an individual in managing mental health symptoms. People become used to letting go of thoughts and feelings, even difficult ones. The practice of nonjudgmental acceptance allows people to accept their thoughts more easily.

Mantra Meditation

Mantra meditations are very popular. Transcendental meditation is a form of mantra meditation. Many different types of mantras except, conceptually speaking. A mantra is a repetitive phrase, action, or idea that we focus on to the exclusion of all other thought. Because of the repetitive and cognitively exhausting nature of the mantra, it overwhelms our psychological defenses in a distinct way.

Choosing a mantra is simple. It can be anything from a word that means something to you to a nonsense string of letters and numbers. Pick your mantra, and begin meditating. Focus on the action of repeating your mantra under your breath to yourself. If necessary, you can repeat it in your mind (as opposed to out loud) for a similar effect. Focus on repeating your mantra for the duration of your meditation session. The repetition of your mantra should be the sole focus of your meditation session, all other thoughts should be ignored and drowned out with your mantra. Your mantra will very quickly drown out your thoughts, leaving you with a calm mind.

Open Monitoring

Open monitoring is a very useful form of meditation. In open monitoring, we watch our thoughts without judgment. We let our thoughts play out without intervention. Clearing our mind is not the goal of this form of meditation.

Begin meditating. Look at your thoughts, your imagination, your mind’s eye. Immerse yourself in this mental place, focusing solely on your thoughts. Do not engage with or judge your thoughts. Allow them to exist without interacting with them. Be an observer to your own thought processes. If you find yourself judging, engaging with, or otherwise interacting with your thoughts - step back and let go, then re-focus your attention on your thoughts.

Open monitoring is very useful for detecting the origin of trains of thought. If you watch your thoughts when something triggers an anxiety or PTSD response, you can see the train of associations back to the original memory (or something related to the original memory) there. You can see more mundane connections between everyday ideas when you monitor your thoughts. The way the mind is associatively connected is revealed to the person who learns to chronically watch their thoughts.

[if you thought this was good, check out my book on other occult and alt psych. techniques. https://www.amazon.com/Path-Psychomancy-Astora-Diam-ebook/dp/B08F2YD1GM ]

[recentanimenews]

FEATURE: Wanna Feel Old? Here's 10 Anime That Turned 10 This Year!

  Time flies when you're having fun, and in what seems like the blink of an eye a decade can come and go before you know it. At the time of this writing, the year 2010 was ten years ago. It was a great year for anime in many respects, but with the blazing speed with which new seasonal anime offerings pass through fandom's public consciousness, it can be difficult to realize that some of our favorite modern anime may now be considered “vintage” or “retro” by the younger fans.

  Presented in alphabetical order, here's a short list of ten anime from the far-flung, formerly future year of 2010, compiled and curated with the express purpose of making you feel old.

  Image via Funimation

  Black Lagoon: Roberta's Blood Trail

  Aw, geez. It's really been a decade since we last got an animated version of the adventures of Rock, Revy, Dutch, Benny, and the rest of the criminals and crazies that populate the gritty city of Roanapur? Is Rei Hiroe ever going to finish the original manga? Is it still on hiatus? This set of OAVs was super dark, even by Black Lagoon standards. Maybe it's best to leave things well enough alone ...

  Black Lagoon: Roberta's Blood Trail is distributed in the United States by Funimation.

    Durarara

  My interest in this show dropped off when it began focusing more on the rivalries between Dollars and other gang organizations rather than the scythe-wielding, motorcycle-riding dullahan and the bouncer guy who's so angry that he can lob vending machines at people. But to realize Durarara is a decade old (and by extension, Baccano! is even older) makes me feel like that dude who withers up when he sips from the wrong Grail in Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade.

    Occult Academy

  A cool, original anime full of ghosts, psychics, aliens, time travel, and a protagonist with a sneering distaste for all of the paranormal nonsense she has to deal with on a daily basis, Occult Academy is now in the double-digits category in terms of age. It's a fun and smart little show, but realizing it's been around for a decade makes my bones ache.

    Oreimo

  A light novel adaptation with a rather specific interpretation of the phrase “keeping it in the family,” I never watched Oreimo, but I remember it being both extremely popular and extremely controversial when it was initially being streamed and broadcast. To think the flame wars this show ignited on internet message boards have now been burning for a decade or more ...

  Image via Funimation

  Panty & Stocking with Garterbelt

  In the time since Panty & Stocking with Garterbelt premiered, most of the creative talent that put Gainax on the map has moved on to form their own studios (TRIGGER, Khara, etc.) and left that once-proud company as a shell of its former self, or two shells if you count Gaina (formerly Fukushima Gainax). After ten years, there's likely no longer any hope for a sequel, but I still love the rude, crude, and lewd adventures of this pair of fallen angels. I even love the notoriously trollish ending.

  Panty & Stocking with Garter Belt is distributed in the United States by Funimation.

  Image via Funimation

  Princess Jellyfish

  I love Princess Jellyfish to death, but the thought of the Sisterhood trapped in a full decade of awkwardness and isolation thanks to their poor social skills and weird hobbies is a terrifying one indeed. Will any of them ever get a real job? Will Tsukimi find happiness despite her romantic struggles? I really ought to finish the manga to find out ...

  Princess Jellyfish is distributed in the United States by Funimation.

  Image courtesy of GKIDS © 2010 Studio Ghibli - NDHDMTW

  The Secret World of Arrietty

  Wait a minute, I saw this in the theater during its first international run. That was back when Disney was still releasing Studio Ghibli's catalog, not GKIDS. Do movie theaters even exist any more? How many more films have they released since then? Does anyone remember The Secret World of Arrietty as a perfectly decent, non-Miyazaki, non-Takata Ghibli film?

  The Secret World of Arrietty is distributed in the United States by GKIDS.

  Image via Funimation

  The Tatami Galaxy

  Unlike some other entries in this list, The Tatami Galaxy has managed several spin-offs and sequels in the ten years since Tomihiko Morimi's novel was adapted into an anime by Masaaki Yuasa and MADHOUSE. A show that can be enjoyed on its own or as a complement to The Night is Short, Walk on Girl — The Tatami Galaxy is still great fun, even if you have to imagine that after a decade or more, the main character and the Raven-Haired Girl have probably each long-since graduated from college and may well be on their second or third divorce.

  The Tatami Galaxy is distributed in the United States by Funimation.

  Image via Hulu

  Trigun: Badlands Rumble

  Hey, remember how you loved watching Trigun on Adult Swim back in the day? That was in 2003. The original Japanese broadcast was in 1998. Trigun: Badlands Rumble, the most recent animated version of Trigun, was released in 2010. That was a decade ago. I am old. You are old. We're all old. Even the young ones among us are old ...

  Trigun: Badlands Rumble is distributed in the United States by Funimation.

  Image via Funimation

  Yamada's First Time: B Gata H Kei

  After a decade of effort, I wonder how well Yamada is doing in her quest to seduce 100 handsome members of the opposite sex? Judging by her level of success in the 2010 TV anime, she's probably still working on the first vertical line in that particular tally.

  Yamada's First Time: B Gata H Kei is distributed in the United States by Funimation.

  And there you have it, a nowhere near exhaustive list of 10-year-old anime to make you feel old. 2010 was a big year, and other honorable mentions include titles like Gintama: The Movie, Sound of the Sky, and Mobile Suit Gundam Unicorn, all of which are now old-school, whether we want them to be or not.

  Which titles from the year 2010 make you feel the existential horror of hearing the music you listened to in high school being played on the “classic rock” station? Let us know in the comments section below, and always remember to acknowledge the follies of youth.

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[chaosmagick101]

From Wikipedia:

Austin Osman Spare is largely the source of chaos magical theory and practice.[5][7][8][11] Specifically, Spare developed the use of sigils and the use of gnosis to empower these. Most basic sigil work recapitulates Spare's technique, including the construction of a phrase detailing the magical intent, the elimination of duplicate letters, and the artistic recombination of the remaining letters to form the sigil. Although Spare died before chaos magic emerged, many consider him to be the grandfather of chaos magic because of his repudiation of traditional magical systems in favor of a technique based on gnosis.

Aleister Crowley was a marginal yet early and ongoing influence, particularly for his syncretic approach to magic, and his emphasis on experimentation and deconditioning.[8] Other early influences include Discordianism, the punk movement, postmodernism and the writings of Robert Anton Wilson.[8]

Gran'Daddy AOS is the primary contributor to modern chaos magic because of his introduction of Sigils and the Alphabet of Desire to the magical scene. While himself an outlier AOS' works influenced both Peter J Caroll and Ray Sherwin in the creation of the IOT. Now, this statement often downplays the importance of Aleister Crowley's influence over the thought of almost all western (read English) magicians at the time. See, everyone who “does what thou wilt” or “in harms none” uses Thelemic magic to some extent. So though Uncle Al is a major creeper his magical influence is still there and is important for understanding the praxis of chaos magic.

So chaos magic is based off correspondences, links to magical personae that have a powerful impact on the Gnostic state. These correspondences where explored by crowley and company via a very rigid framework known as qabbalah (and its not even “real” Qabbalah, its english qabbalah based on Crowleys system). Now, this said, the system IS effective, though limited because of the stifiling affect of the qabbalah used.

The early attempts at reconciling the issues faced in these attempts resulted in the questions of the system's necessity to rely on religus paradigm; the qabbalah is mired in religus associations, can it function without those trappings? Well the answer is yes, and grandaddy spare had the reason why. The Alphabet of desire showcased the reality that the functions the english qabbalists where using the qaballah for did not at all require a religious correspondent to function! Huzzah! Only the drama of the gnostic state was necessary! With this newfound information the Chaos magicians of yore discarded the chains of religion and magical traditions, I mean, if the magic works without it why use it right? The glaring downside: the magic performed by the early chaos magicians was not exactly powerful as far as their own measurement of success was concerned. This was coupled with a feeling of being lost and going nowhere because of the lack of central direction within the community at large.

Now a second wave of thought came with the rise of the Grimoirists. These Grimoireists are often dedicated revivalists but use the results oriented ideology of the chaos magicians and begin to fill in a missing and rarely acknowledged aspect of chaos magic's form of “shamanism;”its distinct lack of tradition.

Wikipedia's jason miller quote sums it up well:

Jason Miller has argued that contemporary occultism has entered a "post-chaos" phase, in which chaos magicians are increasingly initiating into "very old lineage traditions", partially triggered by the realisation that "imaginary gods and spirits or fictional characters do not seem to have the same effect as traditional ones".[60] 

So now, we look to Grimoires to seek traditional methods to utilize for our chaos magic ends.

This often means engaging in the cultural framework of the magical tradition you are learning from and humbling yourself to be part of that tradition's community.

Provided one does this  lot more of chaos magic's techniques begin to make more sense. The cut up technique can be used as a tool for communicating with spirits and indeed bears great fruit when used alongside the goetic techniques of The True Grimoire  or with the enochian techniques of john dee.

Further the practice of synchromysticism (the art of realising meaningful coincidences in the seemingly mundane with mystical or esoteric significance ) takes on a newer power for chaos magicians when tradition is adapted as tradition offers an oral lineage of synchronistic parables ripe with magical knowledge of both the symbols themselves and how to use them effectively!

Trumping the grimoires are living traditions, practiced and used daily, not talked about and theorized. Now the danger are false and degenerate traditions that keep no records, traditions that insist on doing things for arbitrary reasons based around ego, and traditions based on trying to get you to have sex with clergy or other members of the parish. These predatory traditions dont want you to become better, they want you to be a perpetual victim.

Ok, so why all this?

Easy: you cannot effectively do chaos magic without studying the history and knowing why things are moving the way they are. The methods of chaos magic are based off of scientific illuminism, how many even know what that is? Does anyone know the egregore model is clearly a ripped off version of crowley and mather's goetia? The truth is knowing the source of these ideological models helps magicians to become better.

I guess just be better.

[mysteriousplanchette]

George Pearson’s second patent version “Cablegraph,” circa 1919, and patent. The Cablegraph operates by means of a pivoting handle that rests below the dial like the pendulum of a clock. Movement of the handle triggers an internal toothed gear that rotates the index of the dial, spelling out messages from the letters, numbers, and phrases there. It is a fairly complicated mechanism in the realm of talking board design, and a true beauty. It was designed as, in the inventor's own words, "an instrument for the communication between the world we now live in and and the world we live in after the change called death." #ouija #talkingboard #planchette #patent #spiritualism #seance #paranormal #occult #cablegraph #spirit #mediumship https://www.instagram.com/p/B7I_ZOml5bz/?igshid=1q94jb3cja5ry

[kira-7]

God is an ineffable shipper

An Ineffable Husbands Fanfiction

Characters: Aziraphale; Crowley; Oscar Wilde

Relationship: Aziraphale/Crowley; Minor Oscar Wilde/Alfred "Boise" Douglas; Platonic Aziraphale/Oscar Wilde

Rating: General

Triggers: /

Words Count: 1318

Summary: Each human, angel and demon has one half of a quote that is important to their relationship. For humans it's quite simple, but for ethereal and occult creatures? And what will happen if a demon is an angel's soulmate? It will take God six thousand years to discover it, but the wait was worth it.

At that time, Aziraphale didn't think about that sentence, he didn't understand what it could mean, and more importantly, why had he a phrase written in his wrist... He didn't ask himself about it, he had more things to do, for example gave his flaming sword to Adam, it was the best idea, according to him, but soon he was afraid to made a bad decision, and the only creature who knew that was a demon, with long red hair and gold serpentine eyes. It was the beginning.

Continue on: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20295100#main

For @ineffablehusbandsbingo