#one creates matter/generates heat and energy

[bearforceone3]

firestorm and killer frost, from the time i thought it’d be neat if she was a counter-parallel to firestorm who’d reduce matter to its simplest forms

[lieslab]

This is a place where I feel at home

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Pairing: Og8 X gn reader

Summary: After dance practice, you collapse with a seizure.

Genre: 9th member AU

Word Count: 3K

A/N: Requestee, you specifically asked for this. I know seizures can look different and vary from person-to-person, based upon the type of seizures and diagnosis, so I just did a general overview. I hope I managed to write something, that's difficult irl for you, and create something that can make you smile <3 (actually, I hope it makes you laugh)

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Sweat seeped out of every pore. In the center of the group, all nine of you became a single entity. Breathing, moving, and creating movements that rippled through time. You were soaked in your own sweat. The collar of your shirt clung damply to your neck. It stuck between your armpits, but there wasn’t time to pull it away from your skin. 

Stomps echoed and the swell of music caused your fingers to stretch in front of you. You grabbed the open air before jerking your body back and fitting between an open pocket of empty space. Between Han and Seungmin, your lungs heaved for air, but none of you stopped. There wasn’t any time. 

You spun and rocked your weight from one foot to the other in a hop motion. Another twirl, bigger arm movements, and the facial expressions didn’t matter yet. You lost count of how many times you’d gone through all these motions. Another dance practice, another day spent losing yourself in the music. Your lungs ached, but you didn’t complain. 

You lived for this. All the sweat didn’t matter. You caught glimpses of everyone in the mirror. You still didn’t understand how one choreographer taught all nine of you the dance moves. Over and over again, she went over the moves and helped you turn your body on time. Each movement translated to the beat and you flew again. 

“Come on! You’re nearly finished! Keep up the energy!” 

Behind you, she stood in the corner watching your formation. Her eyes swayed from person-to-person, trying to make sure nothing seemed amiss. It all ran perfectly, just like she imagined it to go. Everyone moved like she wanted them to. 

When the song came to an end, loud claps came from the same corner. “Great job everyone! You did so well!” 

Han was the first to sink to his knees. Muscular arms stretched outward in his sleeveless black top. “Oh, god. My arms are on fire, I think I’m going to die.” 

The muscles in your arms felt the same way. No matter how much you danced, you weren’t sure if you’d ever get used to the burning sensation from swinging your arms around so much. You chuckled at his antics, shook your head, and went to your bag to grab your water.

Changbin’s laughter cut through the air. He pointed at Hyunjin, making fun of him. “Look at you, you’re practically drowning in your own sweat.” 

“I don’t have the energy to fight you right now.” 

“Looking good as per usual, hyung,” Felix teased. 

A hand ran through Hyunjin’s hair. Sweaty strands jerked back and fell right back into his face. He huffed and collapsed beside Han. “Ugh, I wanna go home, but I think I need to take five. Just a few minutes to catch my breath.” 

You’d been with the guys for so long, the scent of combined sweat didn’t bother you anymore. You’d gone nose blind to it, but you could feel the warmth of the room. The heat that built from moving bodies, flying limbs, and the stuffy contained feeling that caused your skin to itch. 

“Hey.” A finger reached out and poked you in the back of your shoulder blade. You turned around to find Minho staring at you. “Am I taking you home today, or are you going with one of the other guys?” 

“I wanted to go with you, if that’s okay. Chan, Changbin, and Han are all staying over. I don’t know what the rest of the guys are doing.” 

Minho spun around to face everyone else and his voice raised. “Who needs a ride back to the dorms?” 

Felix and Seungmin’s arms shot up. Jeongin glanced up from digging in his backpack. “Wait! Don’t make me drive back alone! Yongbok, be my passenger princess.” 

“Sounds good to me.” 

“I guess that means I’m with the cat and dog,” you mumbled beneath your breath. 

“What was that?” Minho asked. 

“Nothing.” 

He blinked multiple times and shook his head. “Alright, Seungmin, let’s go.” He walked beside the leather couch, grabbed his bag, and headed towards the door. 

You barely had time to grab your bag and follow him. Seungmin rushed after both of you. He waved to the guys, promised Felix he’d see him back home, and hurried into the hall. You and Minho were already halfway down it. From the practice room, Hyunjin grumbled, insisting that nobody loved him because nobody wanted to ride home with him. It didn’t take long for Changbin to straddle his back and confess his love. 

In the air conditioned hall, you grabbed your water bottle and slowly sipped, relishing the cool water. The insulated bottle kept your ice water cold. When it came to days like this, you were always thankful for it. You spent a pretty penny on it, but it came from the recommendation of Chan. He used the same brand and always liked having cold water at his disposal, no matter the day. 

“Can you two slow down?” Seungmin called out. “You’re acting like race horses and we have nowhere to be right now.” 

“I have a place to be, it’s called the shower. I don’t know about you, but it’s calling my name.” Minho rushed down the stairs. “I’m in a hurry to get there because, unlike you, I don’t try to attract people to me via my scent.” 

“Oh, shut up.” 

You chuckled at their antics and took your time going down the stairs. In the lobby, a group of trainees was being addressed by their own manager. When the group spotted the three seniors, they ducked into a respectful bow. You smiled and waved at them. Blushes and shy eyes looked away. Seungmin greeted them back and Minho dropped a respectable nod. 

All three of you knew what it was like meeting senior groups. The butterflies and nerves came fluttering back. It’d been years ago, but you remembered it like it was yesterday. As you walked past them, nostalgia hit you hard. 

Minho held the door open for you and you thanked him. When it came to Seungmin, he let the door go before he walked through the exit. The door started to retract and bumped into Seungmin as he left the building. “Real mature. Thanks a lot, hyung.” 

“Yeah, you’re welcome.” 

“I’m getting the passenger’s seat.” 

“No, you’re not.” 

“I’m calling dibs.” 

“Overruled. It’s my car and I pick the assigned seats.” Minho glanced back at you. “You can have the passenger’s seat.” 

Your head shook. “No, that’s okay. Seungmin can have it if he wants it.” 

“Did you not hear me? I said I pick the assigned seats. You’re up front with me.” 

“Yeah, okay. Seungmin?” You spun around. “Give me your bag and I’ll put it in the trunk.” He tossed his duffle bag in your direction, you caught it with a grunt. 

Minho pressed a button on his key fob and the back of his trunk retracted. Without complaint, you headed over and placed your bags in his trunk. Seungmin threw open the back door and slipped inside. Just as he was about to buckle, Minho tossed his bag between the driver and passenger’s seat, causing it to slam into Seungmin’s chest. “Hold that.” 

“Are you fucking serious?” 

“Did I stutter? Can you hear?” His eyes narrowed. “Should we take you to a doctor and get your ears cleaned out? They’re probably full of wax. No wonder why you don’t listen to what you’re told.”

“Real mature.” 

You shut the trunk and looked over. Afternoon slipped into an early evening. The tangerine sky laid with highlights of soft pink. Supple streaky white clouds rolled warmth into your heart. It’d been a while since you’d been out of work early enough to catch the sunset before it faded into darkness.  

Seungmin huffed and pushed Minho’s bag to his side. It stayed upright on the leather seats. Minho looked in the rearview mirror and glared. “Hey, I said hold onto that.” 

“I’m not holding your bag the entire drive home.” 

“You have no respect for your elders.” 

“And the only thing you’re good at is bossing today’s youth around. I’m sorry you're bitter because your joints creak and your back aches. Don’t take it out on me, take it up with your geriatrician and try some fish oil pills.” 

“What the hell did you just say to me, punk?” He unbuckled his seatbelt and jerked around in his seat. “Say it again and see what happens.” 

“I said take it up with the doctor that specializes in old people!” 

“Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” 

“Do you kiss anyone at all?” 

Minho lunged back, trying to smack the back of Seungmin’s head, but Seungmin ducked down, just narrowly avoiding it. “Missed me, asshole.” 

“Come here!” 

Meanwhile, your hand expanded outwards and you reached out for the side of the car. You mumbled Minho’s name, but he couldn’t hear it as he argued with Seungmin. It became a sixth sense, an inkling that you were on the verge of something happening. You tried again, softly calling out for Seungmin, but it didn’t work. 

Light fractured and your body caved in. Knees buckled and you tried to stay upright, but your fingers caught nothing, only the smooth black paint of Minho’s car. A loud thud and a sharp pain filled your head. The sharp colors of the sky blended into a watercolor painting. An empty static and then the eerie silence of nothingness. 

The moment a loud bang came from the back of the vehicle, Minho stopped reaching for Seungmin and glanced out the trunk window. “Hey, where’d they go?” 

“Weren’t they just putting the bags in the trunk?” 

“Yeah, but they did and– ah, shit.” 

Seungmin’s eyes widened and he jerked his car door open. It wasn’t always, but you did have seizures every so often. Usually, the guys tried to keep an eye on you, but their actions were limited. You couldn’t spend your whole life being watched twenty-four-seven. He slammed his car door shut and rushed around the car. 

Minho cursed and dropped down beside your shaking body. Every muscle in your body tensed and you jerked unconsciously. A faint noise left your throat. Unaware of it all, there was nothing you could do to stop your brain from firing in all the wrong ways. Muscles spasmed and your fingers twitched.  

“Help me get them onto their side!” Minho barked. 

Seungmin dropped down on your other side. Together, they worked to shift you onto your left side. One of your shoes dug into the cement and scraped across the pavement in the process. He popped up over your body, opened the truck, and quickly unzipped his bag. Minho glanced up in confusion. 

“Here, use this to stabilize their head.” He pulled out a hoodie and folded it into a square. 

Minho grabbed it and gently worked it beneath your head. “There you go. It’s okay, we’ve got you.” 

Seungmin’s hand reached out and grabbed your top ankle. He tried to be cautious, but also stop you from jerking back onto your back. The recovery position, laying on your side, is important when a seizure is active. Minho’s hand hovered above your shoulder. If you jerked back, he gently steadied you. 

“Should we call for an ambulance?” 

“Not unless it doesn’t stop. We’ve been over this, remember?” 

“I know, but I still worry.” 

“We have to trust that they know their own body.” 

For so long, you’d dealt with seizures. Your doctor tried medicine to stabilize you, but sometimes your brain had a mind of its own. You just had to wait for them to pass on their own. 

When it finally stopped, you didn’t know if you were still in your own body. Dance practice already made you sore, but a seizure and aggressive tensing muscles made it so much worse. You sucked in a sharp breath and your eyes fluttered open. 

Minho uttered your name and carefully cupped your face. You groggily looked up, but it sounded like you were beneath water. Whatever he said, you couldn’t understand it fully. Seungmin’s worried face appeared next to his. Your eyes shut. 

“What’s happening?” Seungmin whispered. 

“Exhaustion. Their body totally just freaked out on them. It’s not easy to handle.” Minho called your name again. This time, you could finally understand what he said. 

“Hmm?” 

“I’m going to pick you up and take you back inside, okay? We’re just going to make sure you’re stable before we put you in a moving car and take you home. Do you need anything?” 

“My water.” 

“Let’s get you inside and you can have some. This concrete can’t be comfortable. Seungmin, get the water. Is your head okay? There’s a red spot on your forehead. I think you slammed the bumper of my car when you fell.” 

You shrugged, still feeling a little out of it. Minho’s strong arms slipped beneath your body. He stood up, scooped you into his chest, and slowly walked back to the company building. “If you need something, just let me know.” 

“Okay.” 

You were quiet all the way back upstairs. The pair chose the elevator and Minho instructed Seungmin to press all the buttons. Chan, Changbin, and Han were all in one of the recording studios. When Minho arrived with you in tow, the three of them glanced over. 

“What happened?” Chan asked. 

“Seizure in the parking lot.”

They were up within seconds, worrying about you. You wanted to be embarrassed, but you couldn’t be. Your head felt so fuzzy and you were tired. Minho gently placed you onto the couch. Your eyes reopened. 

“Are you okay?” Changbin approached you first. “Do you need anything?” 

“My water.” 

Seungmin handed it to Changbin. He helped you sit up and watched as you took a few sips of the cool water. Multiple pairs of eyes fell on you, but you tried to ignore it. You didn’t like being the center of attention, but in times like this, you didn’t get a choice. 

Han finally appeared and slowly slipped behind your legs. “You’re sure you’re okay?” 

“Yeah, just tired.” 

“Do you want to stay here for a bit? Chan, Changbin, and I were just about to rearrange our next song. It’s a ballad, so it shouldn’t cause your head to ache.” 

“Or I can take you back home,” Minho added. “With Seungmin, it’s up to you.”

“Can I stay here? I just wanna rest.” 

“Of course. Seungmin, let’s head out and give them some space. We can’t have you stenching up the place with your wet dog scent.” 

“Excuse me?” 

Minho waved him to the door. He rolled his eyes, placed your bag beside the couch, and headed away. “Whatever. Take care, you know where to find us if you need us.” 

“If they make it home without murdering each other,” Chan joked. 

“Yeah, we’ll see about that.” 

Your eyes shut, but you listened to the bickering with amusement. Their taunts would never get old. Changbin glanced at you once more before heading back to one of the chairs in front of the recording booth. 

Han gently patted your legs. “I’m going to stay right here beside you. Maybe if I’m here, I can keep the seizures away. Like a mosquito repellant, but for seizures.” 

“You think so?” You asked.

“I hope so.” 

Chan shut the door and sighed. “I guess it could be worse. The other three went home earlier.” He headed back to the spot beside Changbin. “Maybe it’s better they’re not here because-” 

The door jerked open and Hyunjin rushed in, nearly tripping over himself. He called your name with worry and dropped in front of the couch. “Are you alive? Are you a ghost? Tell me you can still see me! How many fingers am I holding up?” 

“Hyung, Minho said not to bother them and let them rest.” Jeongin entered the room with crossed arms. “You’re going to stress them out more.”

“Am I not allowed to worry? How many fingers? You’re not responding!” 

“Probably because their eyes are shut.” 

Your eyes reopened at the sound of Felix’s voice. He placed an arm around Jeongin’s shoulder and waved at you. “Hey, we heard what happened from Minho. We just came to see if you’re okay.” 

“I thought the three of you went home?” Chan uttered from his spot. 

“Oh, yeah, we were going to, but-” 

“I don’t want to drive home alone!” Hyunjin whined. “It’s like nobody in this group loves me. I stole Jeongin’s car keys and he keeps chasing me and trying to get them back.” He called your name. “Tell Innie that he can’t drive home with Lix. I need a passenger princess, too.” 

The worry from your seizure melted away a little. Your seizures were serious and always would be, but with the antics of the guys, you couldn’t worry for long. Before you could speak, Minho appeared. “Hwang Hyunjin, I’m about to roast your ass in the airfryer. Get over here!” 

“I had to make sure they were still alive!” 

“I’m about to make ferret kabobs in the next five seconds if you don’t leave.” 

“But hyung!” 

Chan groaned and rubbed his face. “I can’t believe I picked all of you and have to put up with all of this years later.” 

“Who wants to try a wolf kabob next?” Minho asked. 

Every single hand went up, including yours.

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[thru-the-veil]

"How do you and your future spouce make up after a fight?" Pick a Pile Reading

I don't normally do love readings, but I got the urge to do a general collective love reading! This question I channeled and decided to move forwards with, because no people or relationship will ever be perfect, and what matters is how you heal after a disagreement.

This is not a replacement for professional help, discard any details that do not resonate, or pick a new pile if you need to!

Pile Number One:

You and your future spouce will probably both be really stubborn, at least when it comes to arguements. Neither one of you will initally want to back down. The best solution for you both, is to walk away.

I see that taking some time in seperate rooms to cool off is the first step. Maybe you communicate inital apologies through text messages or notes passed under doors, things to prevent raising your voice and getting a defensive tone.

Once things are calmed down, apologies are frequent. You may be apologizing to each other for days. You both work hard to overcome and understand where frustrations come from. Gift giving may be someone's love language, so expect gifts of flowers, good food, and maybe some spending money for a spa day.

Your arguements are something that gets heated very quickly, but love and introspection follows. Neither one of you wanted to hurt each other, and you continue to work hard to have a peaceful, happy relationship with as little fighting as possible.

Pile Number Two:

Your fights are VERY hot headed and intense. I am seeing you or your partner may have a more traditional outlook on relationships, despite if your relationship is queer. That doesn't mean that the both of you aren't fiercely independent, and both need your space. Boundaries may be a point of contention, one or both of you may have had your boundaries broken regularly by parental figures, making the concept of boundaries difficult to understand.

To pull yourselves out of the heated arguments, you may look to the future. Both of you have a magnetic pull to each other, and you want to make this work. Discussing future plans such as children, a new place to live together, or home renovation and decorating may be good discussions after you both have cooled off.

Saying simple phrases such as "I love you" or "I'm so sorry" will more than likely be enough to curb any leftover anger. Both of you have a very solid foundation, and have worked very hard to trust each other. Words of affection and apologies would mean the world to the both of you, and physical touch such as cuddling or kissing.

Things may be difficult sometimes, I see that it's very likely both of you would have trauma from your childhoods or from previous relationships that would make you both quick to get defensive. But, time and practice would settle your quarrels more and more, and allow you both to heal.

Pile Number Three:

Your fights with your spouce will be very far and few between. You may meet your spouce during or after a healing period. You both may go to couple's therapy frequently. Not because you have a bad relationship, just because you both value communication and each other's emotions. Any verbal altercation would be a shock to the other person, because you both would value mindfulness.

Sadness may occur after an arguement. I'm seeing that water energy is very present in your relationship, and both of your feelings would be hurt. Guilt is prevalent after bad communication. But, it wouldn't take long for both of you to talk it out.

Bonding exercises like sharing embarassing secrets or meditating together will help settle any animosity. I see that communication is free flowing between you both, and you would spend many hours talking about the situation. Creating art together would be another outlet. Quality time and acts of service like doing extra chores or massages are present.

Your relationship is very stable, but nothing is perfect. Emotions may run high, but healing is always in the room with you during times of high stress. You and your partner have all the skills you need to overcome this and continue to have a strong relationship.

Pile Number Four:

I see that one of you may be a dreamer, and the other is more grounded in logic and worldly pursuits. Your fights may manifest more like awkward silence. A cold shoulder and feeling like your home is far too quiet. It wouldn't mostly begin by a lack of clear communication or assumptions.

It's better for you both to stop disagreements before they start. Slowing down and approaching things with patience and understanding would be the first step. You both will love each other's differing perspectives on life, but sometimes you need to understand that you're not going to agree on everything.

The silence would be broken by one person apologizing. You both adore each other, and the periods of silence would become less and less as you both work on your egos during debates. You would both acknowledge each other's perspectives and keep an eye on each other after the fact. Giving gifts and spending some quality time with each other doing what you both love would help. Taking time to listen and bond with one another will be the driving force for remembering how much you both love each other.

Your differences may be clear, but you love and value your partner for their different perspectives. Focusing on your bond will help in the long run.

Thank you for reading, have a wonderful day!

[fishnapple]

Hello River! What are some synastry aspects that you enjoy seeing between romantic couples, and are there any aspects you don't find as favorable in a relationship?

Hi, hope you have a nice day! Below are my opinions on some synastry aspects, take them with a pinch of salt since these are my personal preferences, some can be controversial.

The "need to treasure" placements in synastry

(Bonus points for double whammy)

✿ Trine/Sexitle and in some cases, Conjuction to Moon: Since romance is an emotional affair, feeling emotionally fulfilled, safe and nurtured in a relationship top the list of importance. There's a sense of love, understanding between two people and wanting the best for each other, treating the other person's softest part with care.

✿ Conjunction between Moon-Mars, Moon-Saturn, Moon-Pluto is not for the faint of heart. It can feel uncomfortable and too triggering or too restrictive. But it definitely acts as a glue that binds the attraction and adds more depth to the connection. I prefer the softer aspects like trine or sextile.

✿ Sun trine/sextile Saturn/Pluto: Only one word "Trust".

✿ Sun/Mercury/Venus/Mars trine/sextile/(sometimes opposite) Uranus: Create the "unique", "can't be seen anywhere else" feeling. Surprisingly, can aid the longevity of a relationship because both partners always find each other exciting.

✿ Sun/Venus/Jupiter in 8H: Bring love and light to the deepest part of a person. Instant sense of attraction and closeness.

✿ Mercury trine/sextile/conjunct other planets: A strong communication is the backbone of any relationship.

✿ Venus - Mars/Jupiter/Pluto aspects: "Opposites attract". The meeting of the yin and yang energy between two people. Long lasting romantic/sexual attraction. Without Venus, the relationship, no matter how deep, feels too platonic.

✿ Jupiter aspects in general: Fun, expansion, benevolence, and a sense of "good fortune".

✿ Saturn trine/sextile aspects: Tolerance and acceptance for each other, devotion and patience.

✿ 3H/5H/11H synastry: Fun, uncomplicated, good sense of camaraderie, companionship, understanding, compassion, emotional/mental connection that just feel wholesome.

✿ 6H synastry: Safe, comforting and peaceful, teamwork, general compatibility in habits, working style (which is often overlooked when looking for platonic/romantic compatibility but is really important)

The "need to work harder" placements in synastry

The opposite of above placements I guess.

☁️ Moon square/opposite Mercury/Mars/Saturn aspects: Deep hurt (even unintentional) & feeling a lack of understanding and compassion.

☁️ Mercury square/opposite other planets: Incompatibility in communication that is hard for long-term commitment.

☁️ Venus square/opposite Saturn: Insecurities and the feeling of being unappreciated, can lead to resentment, bitterness. The commitment is there, but it can feel tiring, like a responsibility.

☁️ Square between two people's Venus, or Mars: Incompatibility in love languages, values and tastes, physical attraction is strong but the fights and arguments are ugly.

☁️ Mars in 1H or 7H: Attraction and aggression. Heated arguments and competitive spirit can get out of hand.

☁️ Neptune square/opposite Moon/Mercury/Venus aspects: Over-idealisation, unclear communication, confusion & misunderstanding, attraction based on projections and assumptions, deception (alter oneself to fit an ideal).

☁️ Several square/opposite/conjunct aspects made between Saturn + Pluto and other planets: Restriction, possessiveness, jealousy, power struggle, corrosive on various aspects of the psyche, codependency.

☁️ Too many Uranus/Neptune aspects: Instability and confusion, sense of ungroundedness in the relationship.

☁️ Packed 4H/8H/12H synastry: Too triggering and heavy. While the bond is deep, issues like codependency, manipulation, jealousy are hard to avoid. If the individual experience and value of each person don't align with each other's, there can be one-sided feeling in the relationship even when the the love is mutual.

☁️ Packed 1H synastry: At first it can feel wonderful and the attraction is intense, but overtime, the shadow sides of the planets in 1H will rear their heads and reveal themselves, which is not a problem in itself but the expression can be too aggressive and in-your-face. The energy of the planet person can feel invasive for the house person.

[maras-mischief]

To Hell with It…

Forty years. Forty goddamn, soul-crushing, ball-busting, and migraine-inducing years. And what did I have to show for it? I was a balding, middle-aged widower. I spent the best years of my life trying to raise two kids after the love of my life died in a hit and run. But being a single parent was no match for social media and the internet. Now I have two spoiled, entitled, cruel, and brainless leeches living in my house. No jobs, no ambition to higher education, just a selfish, delusional, narcissistic existence that they think actually matters. And don’t even get me started on the state of the world. Nothing but a veritable outhouse filled with hate-shitting mouth breathers. A dumpster fire filled with self-indulgent, petty, and recklessly retarded pseudo-people blundering in the darkness. When my ingrate children asked if they had to visit their mother’s grave on Mother’s Day, I lost it and said, TO HELL WITH IT!

I did the one thing every member in my family swore to never do, I opened Goody Bishop’s locket. My very distant grandmother was an accused witch in Salem. Her locket, said to be demonic in nature, was passed down the family. Every generation was swore to guard it and never open it. With my new found apathy to life, I opened it.

Ah, thank you mortal. I’ve been cooped up for so long in that accursed thing.

“Where are you?”

I do not possess the power yet to manifest my own corporeal self. I would need a host body.

“Okay. Take mine.”

What?

“You heard me. Take mine.”

Young descendant of Goody Bishop, you do not comprehend what you say.

“Let me take a stab at it. You’re a demon, probably a succubus based on the family stories. You used my great-grandmother’s body back in the day and almost got caught. She captured you in her locket so she wouldn’t be put to death. You need a body to consume enough sexual energy to create your demonic body. To do so, you possess a mortal.”

Okay, you know some things, but…

“But if you possess me you’ll change me. My soul will burn away as we consume the souls of the living by fucking them to death.”

Correct.

“Fine.”

Fine?

“Yes. I don’t want any of this anymore. Take my body. Take my soul, I don’t want the fucking thing. I want be free of this cursed fucking place and my horrible fucking life. Let’s tear some shit up. Let’s fuck and fight. Let’s enthrall and devour. Let’s ride this corrupt fucking world to the end with a smile on our face and glee in our corrupt heart.”

You are a strange mortal Lawrence Bishop.

“So. Is that a yes or a no?”

Oh, it’s a definite yes. This will hurt. The transformation always does. And the burning away of your soul will be agony.

“Good.”

Okay.

I don’t know what I expected to happen as I felt the demon enter my body. But the pure blue flames that encapsulated my body was certainly not it. The searing heat enveloped me and I felt skin, muscle, and fat burn away. There was pain, but there was also pleasure. I could feel the old me burning away. It was the burden of my life being consumed by the flames. I watched as the fire burned my manhood and scorched a channel into my body. The pain of having my cock burn away was replaced by the glorious searing pain of my vagina being branded into my feminine body. My scream echoed through the room as the demon snapped bones like twigs and remade them to be more subtle to its host needs.

You are a strange mortal, indeed. I’ve never seen a mortal enjoy the transformation before.

“Give me more.”

The flames dove into my psyche and my soul. I felt the demon’s archaic and arcane knowledge fill and expand my mind. I knew things about humanity only a denizens of the underworld could know. The azure flames delved into the core of my being and found the kernel of my essence, my soul. The bright burning flame poured over it like liquid corruption and burned it away a layer at a time.

Now, isn’t this interesting. Mortals repress so much.

As my soul and morals turned to char, repressed memories surfaced. The love of my life, the woman I’d convinced myself was my end-all, be-all was a cheating slut. I caught her coming out of a trashy motel with her lover and ran them both over with the family SUV. I told the kids that she’d been killed in a hit and run, which was true—I hit her and ran. With no guilt or shame weighing me down, I reveled in the memory of running the cheating bitch over. More guilt and shame evaporated as my soul was burned down to embers. My children were entitled little shits because I hadn’t raised them. I let their smart phones and social media parent them, I was too busy working and repressing my guilty conscience. As the last ember of my soul burned with a satisfying pop, I opened my eyes and grinned.

Well now, isn’t this interesting. I’ve never had a mortal embrace demonity before. We are a new breed of imp. What shall we do next, Lawrence?

“Lawrence is gone, Elsabeth. Yes, I know your name. We are neither and both. We shall be…Lillian, in honor of our Mother.”

My Mother.

“No, ours. Now shall we feed?”

Yes, I’m starving. Who shall we consume first?

——————————

Lisa heard the most obscene sounds coming for her brother’s bedroom. She’d fucked in her bedroom before with her Dad home, but she tried to keep it quiet. The bitch LJ was fucking was all but screaming in orgasm. The perverse part of Lisa needed to sneak a peek at her brother and his noisy slut. It was probably Meredith Osbourne—that fat skank had a reputation for fucking anyone and being a noisy bitch to boot.

Lisa opened the door slightly and saw a beautiful and sexy girl riding her brother’s cock. The look of joy on her brother’s face was beyond human. It looked like he was high as well as getting fucked. Lisa had never seen anything like it, not even in porn. Watching the mesmerizing woman fuck her brother made Lisa want to touch herself. As soon as the thought entered her mind, her hand was sliding into her already damp panties. Her other hand squeezed her tit as she fell into rhythm with the euphoric fornication on the bed.

Lillian felt Lisa’s presence in the doorway as she rode and slowly milked LJ’s essence out of his body. The seduction of LJ was bittersweet. Had he been Lawrence’s son, it would have made the copulation that more delicious. But from the first kiss, Lillian knew that LJ was not Lawrence’s kin. It was sweet in fucking and slowly consuming the cheating bitches love child, though. With every squeeze, her pussy cock milked more and more of LJ’s soul through his delving cock into Lillian’s ravenous body.

“Cum inside me. Surrender everything to me.”

“Yes.”

Lisa watched as her brother sat up and embraced the girl. He roared as he thrust as deep as possible and released every drop of cum into her nubile and salacious body.

“More.”

The roar evolved into a cry of panic as Lillian drained his body and soul. Lisa arousal turned to horror as she watched her brother’s arms wither around the woman. He kept pumping and crying as more and more of his essence poured into the girl. Lillian purred as she was filled and sated with the soul and life force of her lover. Her power unfurled in her new body and she felt a succubus tail slither from her tailbone and caress her desiccated lover.

“Enjoy the show?”

Lisa froze as the creatures eyes turned on her. The flesh colored tail curled and whipped around the creature as she pulled herself of LJ’s mummified corpse. Blue flames danced in her eyes as she locked onto Lisa. Satisfied with her meal, Lillian had a new plan for Lisa.

“Come here, Child.”

Lisa’s body moved involuntarily towards the creature who was now sitting on the edge of the bed. She wanted to scream and run away. She knew this thing was evil. It had just drained her brother dry of…everything. But the fire burning in the creature’s eyes had Lisa enthralled. She shuffled towards the naked being and knelt in front of her.

“So young and full of promise.”

Lisa gasped as a light and sensual touch caressed her face. The voice dripped into her ears like venomous honey and coated her mind. Lisa would surrender anything to that touch and that voice. She felt her pussy throb with need as the creature pulled Lisa into a passionate kiss. The last remnant of Lisa’s will evaporated as a bifurcated tongue danced in her mouth. The creature moaned as it savored the taste of Lisa’s lips. Lisa moaned in kind as her body quivered for more.

“You’re his kin; perfect. I need to corrupt and extend my powers in this world. You will be my first acolyte. You will hold a place of honor in my new world.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Lisa’s mind was already surrendering to the demoness before her. In her soul, she knew this creature was a succubus. She could also feel a kinship to the creature.

“Surrender yourself to me. Prove your loyalty.”

“Anything.”

Lillian smiled, her new longer canine teeth on display for the first time. She kissed Lisa on the lips sweetly then gently lowered Lisa’s face between her thighs. Lisa inhaled the scent of sex and cum as her face was pulled into Lillian’s dripping vagina. Lisa heard Lillian’s desire in her mind as she lapped up the rivulet of cum escaping from Lillian’s sated pussy. Lillian moaned as her new acolyte cleaned her pussy and consummated her devotion to her. New knowledge and power wormed into Lisa’s soul. She understood everything now. She knew who and what her Mistress was and desired. She knew that Lillian would slowly consume her soul over the years and if she proved a loyal and worthy acolyte Lisa would ascend herself.

Lisa stood and wiped a drop of her dead brother’s cum off her lips. Lillian purred as she felt her hold cement on her new minion. This world was ripe for the taking. It was corrupt and ignorant. She would have no trouble ascending to power. But first, she needed to discard the remains of her old life.

“Lisa, my dear.”

“Yes, Mistress?”

“Take your brother’s remains and put them in living room.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Then gather everything of value. We are moving on from this pathetic mortal dwelling.”

“Yes, Mistress. Where will we go?”

“Where ever we want. Where do you want to go?”

“I want to go to my boyfriend’s house. I want to give him to you as an offering.”

“Such a sweet Acolyte. No, you will take him in offering. You will be my scion. You will drain him and I will feed.”

“Yes, Mistress. But what of this place?”

“To hell with it. Let it burn.”

[bouquetface]

JULY 2024 PREDICTIONS

Keep in mind, entire chart influences accuracy. This is a general read not personal. Take it as entertainment.

Read for rising/ascendant sign.

ARIES RISING:

Your chart ruler, mars will conjunct uranus. For you, this can bring sudden financial changes. Mars brings a “cutting” energy. So you may be cutting ties with a source of income. You may be selling something/cutting ties with a possession. You may have a surprise expense coming up. Be careful with overspending this month especially around the 14-16th.

Venus is in opposition with Pluto. It’s possible the surprise financial change may involve kids or other 5th H topics. The opposition can create tension between 11th & 5th H topics. Pluto is slowly working on transforming your 11th H (social circles, long term goals). But Venus wants the energy to have fun & indulge in your 5th H. For some this can manifest as romantic feelings for a friend. When Mercury enters your 5th, you or someone else may want to communicate these feelings. However, a friends to lovers story isn’t for everyone if the natal does not indicate it.

Mars will later move into Gemini. Watch out for speeding & parking tickets, mars in 3rd can be a time you get caught. And watch for arguments especially involving siblings. On the bright side, this can be a good time to prepare a trip. You might want to plan a fun road trip or day trip with your friends &/or siblings.

You may have family visiting this month. You could receive a message from or about a family member. Might be a female family member. You might have a trip planned that involves a place near water. You could have plans to beautify the home in some kind of way early July. This could be a generally peaceful time at home.

TAURUS RISING:

Your chart ruler, Venus will begin in cancer and move to Leo. When Venus enters Leo, there will be opposition to Pluto. This creates tension in your 10th & 4th. There could be a tug & pull kind of energy between outside life (career, reputation) and inside life (home, family, personal matters).

Venus will trine Saturn. This can manifest as getting support from your social circle. Maybe some fun activities as well. May be near the water like a pool party.

When Mercury & Venus & Sun all enter leo, you may be more focused on home life. You could be buying things for the home. Beautifying the home in some way. Spending more time at home. However, you may have outside obligations that prevent you from fully relaxing and enjoying this energy. You could have visitors coming to your home as well. There could be some planning and cleaning up that needs to be done.

The other big thing for you this month is mars will conjunct uranus in your first house. This can make you prone to accidents especially involving heat or electricity. Be cautious. Watch for impulsive urges to make changes to your appearance.

Mars traditionally rules your 12th & 7th. If you have some repressed anger/frustration, it could be coming out suddenly. This could shock you or others. Watch out for this. Make sure you communicate effectively. If you know a scorpio rising, be aware this month especially around 14-16th, they may be the one who is blowing up.

GEMINI RISING:

At the end of the month, mercury will be in your 4th getting ready to retrograde. There may be changes or plans in family and home life. Maybe you consider moving or selling a property. Maybe you want to do a home renovation project. Or some simply reorganization. By early August, you may have to question or delay these plans. However, it won't be that bad as Mercury is comfortable in your 4th house.

Venus, Mercury and Sun all enter Leo. This puts focus on 3rd house topics - transportation, communication, community, siblings, etc. These planets will opposite Pluto for a short time. There may be some tension between 9th house and 3rd. Some heated conversations or feelings towards authority figures. Car troubles could appear. Some may be purchasing a car, you would like already know this is happening though.

Mars will conjunct Uranus in taurus. This is your 12th of whats hidden. There may be some unpredictable and hostile energy in the background this month. It is likely hidden though. Maybe you struggle to sleep. Mars tradtionally rules your 11th and 6th. Friends may be fighting, you could have some kind of flu that you are unaware. It likely does not affect you directly. You could be on the sidelines watching the drama go down.

CANCER RISING:

The month will begin with a new moon in your first house. You may notice things being cleared out before this. A fresh start is coming up. You could make changes to your appearance. Now is a good time to begin planning for the future. What do you want to manifest? Now is a good time to start working toward any goals.

Mercury & Venus & Sun will go into Leo. This is your 2nd house. You could be more focused on finances this month. This could be due to goals you have that involve transportation & home. It is a fixed sign opposing pluto in another fix sign (aqua). This indicates pressure. It may be due to pressure from family to get a job or better your finances.

Mars will conjunct uranus in your 11th. This is an explosive energy. It likely doesn’t involve most of you directly. It may be your social circle. You could simply be a bystander to some fights or drama. I’d suggest staying out of it because uranus & mars makes for an unpredictable and potentially agressive situation. If you know any scorpio risings or aries, they may the ones doing the exploding ( as they are naturally ruled by mars).

LEO RISINGS:

Okay so I immediately wanted to get to one specific transit for you guys. Mars conjunct Uranus in your 10th. If your MC is near 26 degrees Taurus, it’s even more likely to affect you. This energy is bringing sudden changes to your career and reputation. Personal life may somehow work itself into public life. Stuff from the past may come back up this month. There could be gossip about you. This month you aren’t likely to be perceived in the best possible light. Despite Venus entering your first house later. Venus in leo may soften the blow though.

If the gossip gets its way back to you, take a breath and know it’s just not that serious at the end of the day. If you are a public figure or someone who posts a lot, you may get some nasty comments this month. Negativity online is likely. Some of you may get screenshots of texts sent to you. Also be cautious of what you send to other people. It could be your photos or texts being sent around.

Mercury & Sun & Venus all enter Leo this month. That’s a lot of attention on you. Unfortunately, these will all opposite pluto for a little bit. This can create tension between you & your relationships (friends, business, romantic partner). And even family because pluto is associated with your 4th house. What others want for you may not align with what you want for yourself. Don’t let people intimidate you into doing what they want. Do what’s best for yourself.

A lot of stuff that happens this month may reappear in December. You could see some red flags and/or intuitively feel things are off. For most by the end of this year, you could feel so much has changed. Especially in regard to your life direction, appearance, your relationships & career. This isn’t necessarily bad.

VIRGO RISINGS:

Your chart ruler, mercury will start in cancer, go into leo than into virgo. So 11th, 12th and 1st topics may be big for you this month. You may have a period of physical or mental isolation. It would be for the best though as Venus will later enter your 12th. Venus will attempt to bring some peace into your sub conscious. Yet, you may still have some restless nights since mercury & sun are there too.

Mars will conjunct Uranus in taurus. This could be a surprise trip you have to plan. Mars does indicate a “cutting” energy though. So it may be plans being suddenly cancelled. You could make final choices on higher education as well.

Mars traditionally rules your 3rd & 8th. This can indicate sudden events in regard to vehicles or investments, inheritance & death. You could get into heated debate about your beliefs. You could fight with siblings, childhood friends, neighbours. To be honest, 14-16th is heated energy for everyone. Be cautious of driving and communicating. In general, people are more likely to be negative. If you know any scorpio rising or aries rising, they may be hotheads during this time. They are traditionally ruled by mars so this conjunction will affect them the most.

If you plan any long road trips, make sure you take a vehicle that you know won’t break down. Otherwise, those 12th H transits may manifest as being stranded while you wait for help. And be sure to not be speeding, you are likely to get caught.

LIBRA RISING:

Venus & Mercury & Sun will all enter Leo. Making it an 11th house focused month. You could be socializing. Having trips planned with friends. Having events to go to like weddings, birthdays, parties, etc. These planets will all opposite Pluto for a bit. This can create tension between 11th & 5th house topics. While Venus desires to socialize and have fun in the 11th, pluto is working transforming your 5th. There could be issues with children. There could be issues with friends and crushes or romantic partners. You could be involved. Or you could simply hear about the drama as you socialize with people.

Mars will conjunct Uranus in your 8th. Be careful as this can bring accidents especially involving heat and electricity. You could suddenly find yourself receiving money or being in debt. It’s hard to say because uranus is unpredictable. Mars traditionally rules your 2nd and 7th. This surprise event could involve friends, business or romantic partners. Mars can indicate “cutting ties”. A relationship could surprisingly end. A job could end. There could be problems with money. So watch out for overspending, you could have a surprise expense coming up. Uranus rules your 5th as well. So for some this could be finding out about a surprise pregnancy.

SCORPIO RISING:

Your traditional ruler, mars will conjunct uranus in your 7th. This can indicate you fighting with someone. Around 14-16th, you may feel really angry especially if you’ve been repressing anger. You might blow up so be cautious of communicating effectively. You could be the villain in some people’s story this month. Mars can indicate cutting ties. You may suddenly decide to break up with a lover, friend or even in business. Be careful to not be impulsive. Is this a choice you can make without regretting later.

Your modern ruler, Pluto will opposite Venus in Leo. This brings opposition between home and career. You may feel pressured to get a job. Relationship status may be changing.

Venus & Mercury & Sun all enter Leo this month. Bringing focus into career & reputation. There could be some news regarding career. It may create change in your family and home life. Maybe people are leaving the job = leaving you with more responsibility at work. You could be moving for career. You could be unable to make it to family events due to career.

SAG RISING:

Your ruler Jupiter is in Gemini until 2025. Here jupiter continues to gradually expand your relationships. This month there aren’t any jupiter aspects though.

This month is more focused on 9th topics. Venus & Mercury & Sun all will enter your 9th. This can have your focus on higher education and travel. These will all opposite pluto for a short time. This can bring heated debates with family, friends & partners. This can lead to a struggle when communicating. There could be issues regarding documents. Plan carefully.

Mars will conjunct uranus in taurus. Be careful of accidents especially involving heat and electricity. An accident or sudden illness could affect your ability to be your best at work. Mars traditionally rules your 12th and 5th. This matter could involve recreational activities affecting your health. For example a hang over. 5th is kids as well, some could hear of a surprise pregnancy. Mars is “cutting ties” energy. You could be ending something. It’s hard to say exactly because uranus is unpredictable. It could be a car issue or electricity going out.

CAPRICORN RISING:

Mars will conjunct uranus in your 5th. This can create unpredictable and hostile energy. Mars can indicate “terminating”. You may end a relationship. End involvement in a hobby you had. End your involvement in some kind of drama you feel is childish.

Venus, Mercury & Sun will all enter Leo. This creates a lot of focus on 8th H topics. Death, investments, inheritance, debt, etc. These planets will all opposite pluto for a bit. Pluto is trying to transform your finances and possessions. These planets in 8th could offer support in some way. Maybe a parent will pay for your tuition, vacation or something else.

Watch out for overspending and landing yourself in debt though. And be careful who you share passwords and personal information with this month. Someone could later use this to take your power or status away.

AQUA RISINGS:

Pluto in your first house will opposite Venus, Mercury and Sun when they enter Leo. This creates tension between you and your relationships. Pluto is attempting to slowly transform who you are. This might upset your relationships (friends business or romantic partner). There could be change in your status. Maybe you get into a relationship, end a relationship, marry, get engaged. Change in career could be likely. Or simply a personality / mindset change.

There could be pressure from the outside to make changes. You could refuse change. Leading to issues with others. Business clients friends or partners could be getting on your nerves this month. Or you could feel stressed due to you wanting to do right by them.

Mars conjunct Uranus in your 4th suggests a surprise event in home. Mars can be hostile and uranus can be unpredictable. You may have to suddenly move. You could get to fights in the home. Mars traditionally rules your 3rd and 10th. This surprise event could involve vehicle, career or siblings. Maybe you and your sibling fight over who gets the car.

PISCES RISING:

Mars will conjunct uranus in your 3rd. This can create fights with siblings or neighbours. Especially if you know scorpio or aries rising. They’re traditionally ruled by mars so they’ll be the most affected by the hostile & unpredictable transit. You could have a car break down. Don’t speed because you are likely to get caught. You may have an unexpected car expense.

Venus Mercury and Sun all enter Leo. This puts a lot of focus in your 6th. It all will opposite Pluto for a short time. There could be tension between 11th and 6th house. Maybe you have work or health issues & obligations. Maybe you get a pet this creates more responsibility for you.

Your social circle may want to have fun and socialize. You may have obligations that conflict with this.

[astra-ravana]

Portals

A portal is a doorway, a gateway from one place to another. It's a location where energy, matter, people, and spirits can transfer between one side and another. It's a crack in the veil, a place with a large funnel of energy coming in. Portals are openings in the Universe through which energy and information flow.

Types of Energy/Information That Comes Through A Portal:

• Hopes and desires of the collective unconscious

• Fears of the collective unconscious

• Revelations

• Divine energy

• Energy from the spirit world (or elsewhere)

• Spirits of all kinds

Portals are points with high currents, spiritual, and energetic activity. An individual, house, or location in the physical world containing this singular point of energy flow can often feel as though energy is drawing, swirling, or magnified in the space.

People who live near or in energy portals tend to feel more energetic and productive than others. They also tend to get a lot of creative work done. Portals are often great centers for the arts, for this reason. They are sometimes geographic, but they can also be created.

How Portals Can Be Created

Usually a transformative precipitator event causes energy to suddenly flow in a funnel shape. With a precipitator event, a large amount of energy moves or has rushed through space. A portal can ve created from that swift moving energy.

It happens in place-time, and it also occurs in space-time. Have you ever experienced a dramatic change in your life, where time seems to speed up? Occasionally, a portal opens within a place or a single beings energy field during these moments of sudden change.

Portals can exist anytime you have a dense layer, adjacent to a more quickly moving spiritual layer, and a barrier between them breaks away. Because of this, portals can exist in both physical locations and physical bodies.

Things That Can Open A Portal:

• Large geologic events

• Large atmospheric events

• Mass transition events

• Emotional events

They Can Exist In Natural Places Such As:

• Canyons

• Mountains

• Mesas

• Caves

• Lakes

• Other geologic locations/formations no matter how ancient

These are often called vortices or vortexes, places where energy from across the veil can come in and leave the physical world naturally, and exist in places with high geologic activity.

How A Property Becomes A Portal

If a cataclysmic event happened on a property, usually quite a deal of energy was expended during that event. As that energy is released, it may be translated to the geology, plants, and animals in the area, who all encode information as they receive feedback about their environment. Over time, these creatures' interpretation of the event can magnify, along with yours, and create a self-generating energy center. As long as the area goes undisturbed, this energy center has time to strengthen and grow. The more stories told about the area, the more a certain idea is reinforced in that spot, the more the energy grows. This is why lore locations can often be easily identified by energy sensors, dowsers, and land readers.

Once a portal has been opened, you can block it off, close your eyes, and walk away from it. But it typically doesn't go away and resisting it can sometimes make it more of a bother than anything else. Portals are more naturally worked with and tapped into than gotten rid of. If you had a geothermal pool near your house that generated lots of heat and was safe to use, would it be better to bask in it, or pretend it didn't exist? Some highly charged areas can be incredibly healing.

People Can Also Become Portals

Have you ever found yourself next to a high energy source? How did it feel at first? Did it leavr you feeling different than before? People who are portals are also known as energy generators in this lifetime. If you have had a sudden, soul-level, transformative event, your spirit is broken free from prior perceptions and limitations. When this happens a portal can be created within you, connecting you directly to spirit.

Self-Portal Creating Events Include:

• The birth of a child

• The death of a loved one

• A near-death experience

• A major breakup or divorce

• A major change in physical health

• A spiritual awakening event

Whenever the above events happen, a large amount of transformational energy flows through us. When that happens, your energy body is then open for other energies to flow through, making it easier for you to be a conduit for any energy around.

When you step into and acknowledge your body's portal, this is sometimes called 'stepping into your power', 'stepping into the light', or simply, spiritual ascension. It can seem like a rush of awareness and energy at first, or like a fast-moving stream of energy. Portals represent a lot of energy flowing into one spot at a time.

When properly understood, the energy of any portal can be tapped into and utilized for raising one's level of consciousness, communing with spirit, and accessing esoteric wisdom. Take the time to discover the portals near you and tap into their power to improve your workings.

[thejournallo]

Explain the basic: Energy manipulation

Disclaimer: in this chapter you are going to learn the physical and spiritual meaning of energy! Everything I will talk about is information that I got from books and sites online and even videos on YouTube. In my years of practice, I learned as much as I could out of curiosity and what works best for me. I suggest you do the same by learning as much as you can on your own (I will be here making posts teaching this kind of stuff) from multiple sources.

tags: @koda-manifesting

As always, I will love to hear your thoughts! and if you have any questions, I will be more than happy to answer them! If you liked it, leave a comment or reblog (that is always appreciated!). if you are intrested in more method check the masterlist!

When it comes to energy manipulation, we have to remember the 12 laws of the universe!  According to these laws, we are all connected; everyone vibrates at different rates, and energy is always changing! We can use the knowledge that those laws gave us to manipulate the energy that is around us in different aspects. Before we start to talk about what energy manipulation is, let's learn what energy is, even in a more scientific aspect.

witchcraft: 

"Energy" is often referred to as the life force or spiritual power that flows through all living things and the universe itself. People who practice witchcraft often work with this energy to bring about desired changes in their lives or the world around them. This energy is believed to be manipulable through various practices such as rituals, spells, meditation, and visualization.of course Different traditions and practitioners may have their own specific beliefs and terminology surrounding energy, but it is generally understood to be a fundamental aspect of the spiritual and metaphysical realms of witchcraft.

manipulating energy: 

More often than not, we manipulate this energy, which can happen on a daily basis without our knowledge. In a more visual explanation, we are surrounded by a bubble. Bubble = spiritual energy. When we go out and do our daily things and have our daily experiences, we give some piece of bubble. Energy manipulation is understood if we are using our bubble, understood when we have to use it and use it to our own advantage. for example, "If I feel this kind of bad feeling from a person, I will use a piece of my bubble to protect myself." I used my spiritual energy to protect myself from negativity.

science:

Energy is defined as the capacity to do work or produce heat. It exists in various forms such as kinetic energy (the energy of motion), potential energy (stored energy), thermal energy (the energy associated with temperature), chemical energy (energy stored in the bonds of chemical compounds), electromagnetic energy (energy carried by light and other electromagnetic waves), and many others.

The law of conservation of energy states that energy cannot be created or destroyed; it can only be transformed from one form to another. This means that the total energy within a closed system remains constant over time, even as it may change from one form to another.

Energy plays a fundamental role in all physical processes and is a central concept in fields such as physics, chemistry, and engineering. It's a crucial aspect of understanding the behavior of matter and the interactions between different systems in the universe.

Why am I talking about physical energy?

because we can use physical energy to practice witchcraft. Let me give you another visual example.  We are going on a walk to feel relaxed and release some tense energy. We are using kinetic energy to protect our peace.  It is all in the intention and the mindset when you use this kind of physical manipulation; even lighting a candle before a spell means using thermal energy to protect the space. (I'm saying protection as an example.) You can do pretty much anything; a walk can equal aboundance if that's what you want.

NSFW TALK AHEAD (MINOR DO NOT INTERACT)

It is a bit uncomfortable for me to talk about this, but it has to be said. Carnal acts like sex or masturbation can also be used to manipulate energy, and it is a whole practice in itself called red magic, where you use the build-up energy of the orgasm and the peak release to put your intention in the world. The tricky part is to actually concentrate on your intention until you release it. 

[vaquelin]

“I need to ask. Have you guys ever thought about it?”

The clinking of glasses and the low murmur of conversation from other tables created a soft buzz around them. Cyno was shuffling the cards once more even though no one wanted to play another round. It was his force of habit whenever he had drunk too much. But to be fair, they all were a little bit dizzy. It was late in the evening and they met not so long before sunset.

Only one person seemed equally—or perhaps even more—drunk than Cyno.

“About what?” answered Kaveh with an absent smile.

“You know, about that. With each other,” he briefly glanced at another side of the table.

Tighnari sighed and took Cyno’s half empty glass away from him. Alhaitham frowned. He couldn’t stand not knowing what is the topic of the conversation.

“What does it—?” spoke up the Scribe but Kaveh came in.

“Never about that!” Kaveh snapped.

They both repeated the word ‘about’ with those suggestive smirks as if they were twelve again.

“So about what?” Cyno repeated, just as insistent. Tighnari and Alhaitham understood nothing of their chit chat. The Forest Watcher didn’t seem to have any interest in them but Alhaitham was getting annoyed because of the unawareness. They both just sat in silence, counting the minutes to finally go home and get rid of these two chatty drunk men.

In the meantime Kaveh and Cyno seemed to have lost themselves in thought when suddenly the Architect tilted his head back, fixing his hair.

“I mean, when we were kids—“

“Where is it going?” Alhaitham silenced him.

While drunk, Kaveh loved starting the story with “when we were kids”, showing how much everything had changed between them much to the other man’s embarrassment. Alhaitham multiple times had told him to keep those things to himself, but his dizzy mind didn’t remember it.

Kaveh looked at the Scribe with a surprised look. “Cyno has asked—“

“We get it,” stormed in Tighnari, his ears laid down.

He also seemed to have enough of those stories. They always ended up in heated argument and tonight, none of them had energy to repeat this.

The Architect and General Mahamatra stared at each other for few seconds with stoic expressions. Then they both bursted with laughter for no genuine reason.

Alhaitham and Tighnari twisted their faces. Forest Watcher grabbed his ears, while the Scribe covered his with headphones. The two drunks were chuckling until they run out of breath.

When they both calmed down, Kaveh said:

“Wait, wait, wait, did you think about it?”

There was silence across the table but it didn’t last long. They both started to laugh even louder than previously.

“I hate them,” growled Tighnari, squeezing his ears. “Guess it’s time to head out.”

Alhaitham didn’t have to agree to that, he wanted to say it an hour ago. Alhaitham helped them both get up, Kaveh, slightly less stable on his feet, leaning against him for support while Cyno, almost smaller in stature, had his head barely reaching the height of Alhaitham's shoulder. Somehow he managed to lift up them both and they went out of the restaurant.

The streets outside were colder than they expected, but it didn’t matter—they were still laughing too hard to care. The cold didn’t help them to sober up. Their carefree bickering filled the air as they made their way to Alhaitham’s place. Even in front of the door, Kaveh and Cyno didn’t drop their silly conversation.

“I don’t know how about him but you for sure thought about that!”

“I bet you did too!”

Alhaitham and Tighnari were standing few metres away from them, but still could hear everything perfectly.

“What do you think they meant when they—?” wondered the Scribe, but Tighnari wasn’t keen on focusing on this topic.

“Nothing logical, that’s for sure. Don’t worry about it, they will forget it before tomorrow.”

Soon, he and Cyno left, bickering with each other as General was trying to lift up Tighnari’s mood at all costs much to the Forest Watcher’s despair.

As soon as they were alone Alhaitham noticed that Kaveh’s smile disappeared. Did the joke stop being funny when Cyno wasn’t around? The Scribe opened the door and let his roommate in. He just wanted peace and quiet now.

He let Kaveh go to the bathroom first and sat down on the couch. He felt the tiredness in all his limbs caused by the loud atmosphere. He was longing to already lay down his head on the pillow and fall asleep in his warm bed. When he slightly closed his eyes, he felt a hand running over his cheek and jaw.

“I may be thinking about it,” Kaveh said with a suggestive smile.

He bit his lips while looking Alhaitham’s face up and down. Then he went to the bathroom without any further explanation.

Alhaitham blinked, his mind racing to catch up. What did it mean? But before he could ask, Kaveh was already out the door.

“About what!?” shouted Alhaitham but there was no answer.

#kavetham 🌱🏛️

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All short stories on ao3 ☘️

[talonabraxas]

Etz Chayim - The Tree of Life Talon Abraxas

The four worlds of the kabbalah

In the Kabbalah we read: Yetzirah (also known as Olam Yetsirah, עוֹלָם יְצִירָה in Hebrew) is the third of four worlds in the Kabbalistic Tree of Life, following Atziluth and Beri’ah and preceding Assiah. It is known as the “World of Formation”.

Yetzirah is the foundation to our physical realm. It is what I call the lower Astral — or hell, higher astral and what we call heaven the third astral. These are the realms of Archetypes. They all make manifests the world of Archetype needed for us to live in our physical realm. All of these activities are conducted in the skies and beyond way overhead from the inhabitance living there. These Archetype life forms are not seen by the dwellers there, but alive as the energy inherited by the three Astrals. The fact is, if strawberries were killed there, no strawberries could possible grow on earth or elsewhere on the physical.

“Yetzirah” as in “formation” is as opposed to “Beriah” as in “creation”: actually taking whatever matter that was created in “Beriah” and shaping it into the basic elements.

The moment of formation, when the fetus’ form becomes apparent, is called “the formation of the child” and corresponds to the world of Yetzirah.The external state of consciousness in the World of Formation is called ״half good and half evil.״ The ��half evil” refers to the self-consciousness of the beings of this world. The “half good” refers to the emotional sensitivity of one to the other as expressed in the genuine desire to make the other happy. This external dimension of Yetzirah is the seat of heated emotion, of “hotheadedness.”

A more internal dimension of Yetzirah — based on the awareness that the true battleground between good and evil is within us — is the emotional imperative to pit the good inclination against the evil inclination. But in order for our good inclination to be victorious over our evil inclination, it must first be empowered by an input of Divine light and energy. God gives us this input in the merit of our first devoting ourselves to do good for our fellows.

The consciousness of the world of Yetzirah is that of communing with God, speaking to Him directly in prayer or indirectly through the study of His Torah and taking counsel with a true Torah sage. The perspective of the world of Yetzirah as a state of consciousness is based on general notions. At this level, particular definitions are not apparent. The sense of selfhood that is apparent at this level of consciousness can only be grasped in impersonal language.

Developing junior angels dwell in the worlds of Yetzirah, unlike archangels which reside in the self-mastering realms of Briah.

Whereas in the Zohar and elsewhere there are only four worlds or universes (planes of existence) the Lurianic system adds a fifth universe, Adam Kadmon, a s ort of manifest Godhead, that mediates between the En Sof and the four lower worlds.

In Lurianic cosmology therefore we have the following strata of reality:

En Sof — Tetragrammaton or Divine name — Absolute or Infinite — Beyond all archetypes — live far outside of all creations and is non physical. Dimensions ten and higher.

Atzilut — Sefirot or Divine Archetypes of emanation of the divine dominated by the sphiroth of Chokma and Partzufim or Divine Personas — higher dimensional life. This supernal revelation therefore precludes the souls and Divine emanations in Atziluth from sensing or perceiving their own existence as consciousness as being false. In Atziluth, the 10 sefirot emerge in revelation, with Chochma (Wisdom) dominating, all is nullification of essence (Bittul HaEtzem) to Divinity, not considered created and separate.

Beriah — creation and understandings or the Archangels and Divine Souls (neshamot) — live beyond our dimension. On this level is the first concept of creatio ex nihilo (Yesh miAyin), however without yet shape or form, as the creations of Beriah sense their own existence, though in nullification of being (Bittul HaMetziut) to Divinity. We gain the understanding that our source and never be known and to just return back to sanity with Him.

Assiah — The realm of actions. The four physical realms in our third dimension. Angels are in service to us here from their heavenly states for our benefit. Angelic actions in a way of service to all lower realms are enacted be it astral or physical realms. The final sefirot of Assiah are the point by which the physical universe derives — Malkuth.

Yetzirah –The foundation to the physical. Inferior Angels and Qlippot- evil being are present here;in the third Astras associate with each physical realms. The seraphim also serve here who are of divine emotions communicating with source.

Adam Kadmon — The divine man with all physical worlds in our universe. This is where the speech or word of God is located. The logi united all sefirot at as one here with mankind. Mankind is blessed with this ability. Adam Kadmon is the realm of “Keter Elyon” (Supernal Crown of Will), “the lucid and luminous light” (Tzachtzachot), “the pure lucid sefirot which are concealed and hidden” in potential. In regards to the future emergence of Creation, it represents Divine light with no vessels, the manifestation of the specific Divine plan for Existence, within Creation

[mysticstronomy]

WHAT CAUSES A STAR TO SHINE??

Blog#475

Wednesday, January 29th, 2025.

Welcome back,

Astronomers estimate that the universe could contain up to one septillion stars – that’s a one followed by 24 zeros. Our Milky Way alone contains more than 100 billion, including our most well-studied star, the Sun.

Stars are giant balls of hot gas – mostly hydrogen, with some helium and small amounts of other elements. Every star has its own life cycle, ranging from a few million to trillions of years, and its properties change as it ages.

Stars form in large clouds of gas and dust called molecular clouds. Molecular clouds range from 1,000 to 10 million times the mass of the Sun and can span as much as hundreds of light-years.

Molecular clouds are cold which causes gas to clump, creating high-density pockets. Some of these clumps can collide with each other or collect more matter, strengthening their gravitational force as their mass grows. Eventually, gravity causes some of these clumps to collapse. When this happens, friction causes the material to heat up, which eventually leads to the development of a protostar – a baby star. Batches of stars that have recently formed from molecular clouds are often called stellar clusters, and molecular clouds full of stellar clusters are called stellar nurseries.

At first, most of the protostar’s energy comes from heat released by its initial collapse. After millions of years, immense pressures and temperatures in the star’s core squeeze the nuclei of hydrogen atoms together to form helium, a process called nuclear fusion. Nuclear fusion releases energy, which heats the star and prevents it from further collapsing under the force of gravity.

Astronomers call stars that are stably undergoing nuclear fusion of hydrogen into helium main sequence stars. This is the longest phase of a star’s life. The star’s luminosity, size, and temperature will slowly change over millions or billions of years during this phase. Our Sun is roughly midway through its main sequence stage.

A star’s gas provides its fuel, and its mass determines how rapidly it runs through its supply, with lower-mass stars burning longer, dimmer, and cooler than very massive stars. More massive stars must burn fuel at a higher rate to generate the energy that keeps them from collapsing under their own weight. Some low-mass stars will shine for trillions of years – longer than the universe has currently existed – while some massive stars will live for only a few million years.

At the beginning of the end of a star’s life, its core runs out of hydrogen to convert into helium. The energy produced by fusion creates pressure inside the star that balances gravity’s tendency to pull matter together, so the core starts to collapse. But squeezing the core also increases its temperature and pressure, making the star slowly puff up. However, the details of the late stages of the star’s death depend strongly on its mass.

A low-mass star’s atmosphere will keep expanding until it becomes a subgiant or giant star while fusion converts helium into carbon in the core. (This will be the fate of our Sun, in several billion years.) Some giants become unstable and pulsate, periodically inflating and ejecting some of their atmospheres. Eventually, all the star’s outer layers blow away, creating an expanding cloud of dust and gas called a planetary nebula.

All that’s left of the star is its core, now called a white dwarf, a roughly Earth-sized stellar cinder that gradually cools over billions of years.

A high-mass star goes further. Fusion converts carbon into heavier elements like oxygen, neon, and magnesium, which will become future fuel for the core. For the largest stars, this chain continues until silicon fuses into iron. These processes produce energy that keeps the core from collapsing, but each new fuel buys it less and less time. The whole process takes just a few million years. By the time silicon fuses into iron, the star runs out of fuel in a matter of days. The next step would be fusing iron into some heavier element but doing so requires energy instead of releasing it.

The star’s iron core collapses until forces between the nuclei push the brakes, then it rebounds. This change creates a shock wave that travels outward through the star. The result is a huge explosion called a supernova. The core survives as an incredibly dense remnant, either a neutron star or a black hole.

Material cast into the cosmos by supernovae and other stellar events will enrich future molecular clouds and become incorporated into the next generation of stars.

Originally published on https://science.nasa.gov

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(Saturday, February 1st, 2025)

"WHAT WILL IT TAKE TO REACH ZERO SPACE DEBRIS??"

[alternate-real-ities]

Hi. It would be interesting to know how you look into other universes? Do you have any kind of device or magical abilities? Can you demonstrate this on me?

Hey there, cutie 😉. Thank you for your intriguing question about how I perceive other universes and realities beyond our own. While I do not possess any magical abilities, I have developed a remarkable device that allows me to peer into the multiverse. My machine utilizes advanced quantum computing technology coupled with exotic matter as the energy source. It allows me to access specific realities with decent clarity by calibrating it carefully.

To demonstrate this capability for you, I would be happy to show you some alternate realities where you're still as stunning as you are now, only in a different way:

Here's a universe where you are instead Filipino. Here, your hair is a deep black with just the slightest hint of waviness at the top, framing your heart-shaped face perfectly. You possess a boyish face that makes anyone weak in the knees at first glance. When you smile, it's like seeing a whole world open up.

Your chest is smooth and flat, leading down to your soft belly and then tapering off into elegant legs that show little signs of hair. You are so small and delicate that it's hard to imagine that below all that innocence hides a deep lust for a big strong man to hold you up and do with you as he pleases.

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Now, let's pay a visit to a previous dimension I like to call "Arab World". At the pinnacle of this society are the most perfectly engineered humans - those with Arab DNA that has been optimized through generations of careful selection, genetic tweaking and breeding to create individuals of unparalleled physical perfection and mental acuity. In this universe, you are an alpha of unparalleled might, your virility unmatched by any who have come before. You take great pride in your genetic superiority, knowing that no mere mortal could ever compare to your perfection.

You are blessed with a virile physique, muscular form sculpted by years of intense physical training. Your bulging chest and rock-hard abs speak to your boundless strength and vitality. In the gym at your lavish estate, you push yourself to the limits, determined to maintain peak condition.

But as much as you appreciate fine living and opulence, your true passion lies in power, conquest, and sexual domination of lesser beings. As an elite Arab alpha ruler, you take immense pride and pleasure in asserting your superiority over those beneath you, including your slaves.

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To end this showcase gracefully, let me show you one last reality which might be my favourite. In this dimension, one of your parents is black, and as such you were born to become an handsome lightskin man.

You are an absolute fuckboy, and you wouldn't have it any other way. Your life is one endless string of parties, workouts, flirting, and fucking. You are utterly shameless about flaunting your body to anyone who will look. At the gym, you make sure every single rep is perfectly calibrated for maximum muscle growth. You strike poses, flexing and posing with a confident swagger that lets everyone know just how goddamn hot you are. The mirror loves you as much as you do.

Your nightlife consists of endless nights out on the town. You're always down to hit up the trendiest clubs in the city, the hottest bars, the flashiest parties. Your social media is filled with steamy selfies showcasing off your bodacious physique - pecs popping from tight tank tops, washboard abs glistening as you do ab crunches against a wall. Fans and admirers drool over every inch of exposed skin.

You are always on the prowl for a special someone to show off and bring home - some unsuspecting twink who can't resist getting lost in your world of pleasure and excitement. The way you touch them, caress their skin with lingering fingertips, leans into them with smoldering intensity - it's enough to make even the most experienced bottom moan like a bitch in heat.

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These are just some examples of the diverse array of alternate realities that my machine allows me to access and observe from afar. Although, with the timeline converger project I'm currently working on, it may one day become possible for me to physically transform you as well if we both so desire.

As a side note, I'd like to thank you for your patience! I know I took a lot of time, but calibrating my machine takes quite some time if one wants to see realities that aren't as normal and boring as ours. I hope it was worth your time, because I'm sure it was worth mine 😉 See you next time!

[the-scientist-blog]

In the prior two posts, Mr. President-Elect, I summarized the facts pertaining to the cause of climate change, as well as its environmental destruction ingredients: excessive carbon dioxide, methane and plastic.

Now to explain why we shouldn’t have to be talking so much about severe weather in the first place…

I realize you don’t want to be reminded of this, and please don’t be upset with me as I go forward, but big oil and gas has formally acknowledged that as early as the mid 1950s to the 1960s, in-house scientists then warned its executive boards around the world about the environmental consequences brought on by burning oil, gas and coal. Long ago there was written documentation to prove the polluting damage caused by BOG’s products, not to mention plastic, was well known to those on the inside of its corporate hierarchy. And much like the tobacco industry, BOG unanimously agreed to remain silent about the unknown price a never ending consumer base would pay,both directly at the gas pump and climatewise. 

Beginning about 60-70 years ago, profit, not people, was all that mattered. BOG’s influential words (and your “climate hoax”) rang loud and clear until a few years ago when it became visibly obvious those two words no longer fooled enough people, thus forcing the energy sector to change its behavior regarding emissions coverup. No, its admission to the decades of hush-up pollution never made headlines. Rather, its climate denial simply came to an end. 

If The Right Thing To Do was ever discussed among BOG’s corporate leadership, the topic was soon extinguished in the black columns of smoke pouring out of the refineries.

Rather, BOG allowed its expanding customer base to relish getting from one place to another in the quickest most efficient manner possible, with no hint of what the chemicals were doing to the environment. Life was good and rich for BOG! No different than the other industries that spewed their pollutants to contaminate the world’s air, water and land. Thank God for the EPA which stood up to spank the polluters, and extinguished some of their greed. 

Otherwise, Sir, can you imagine the dirty chemical fix we’d all be in?

When The Right Thing To Do was intentionally omitted, humankind lost out to a  greenhouse gas by-product that caused an ecocide to the planet’s kingdom. 

Could this history of extreme polluting emissions never have happened?

Absolutely. Maybe some introductory emissions, but humans would have it under control by now. 

The damage caused by fossil fuel could have been made public early on, and then regulated in an orderly fashion as clean energy methods evolved. An example of what should have transpired long ago is given below.

Imagine if the following announcement actually occurred. It is 1964, and these words have just grabbed headlines around the globe:

A WARNING TO ALL FROM THE GLOBAL OIL, GAS AND COAL INDUSTRY

 While our production has created an unprecedented volume of energy to power up civilization and economies around our beloved planet, there will be consequences for the environment and therefore, all of humanity.

Unfortunately, our oil, gas and coal resources generate excessive carbon and methane emissions that form a level of pollution that will one day overwhelm the atmosphere and everything below it. The result will cause an increasing portion of the sun’s heat to remain trapped on Earth’s surface, thus warming the ice sheets, oceans, land and air forcing people to deal with far more frequent bouts of severe weather, aridity, and rising temperatures than we face today.

At the same time, we cannot stop production because world industrialization, transportation, homes and businesses would suffer without an energy source. Yet, it is up to us to lead the way out of a future livability predicament. There is still time for an irreversible change to our climate to be avoided...

www.thescientistblog.com

[scentedpepper]

Frozen Bonds

THE WINTER SOLDIER X GN READER

• credit to rightful owner

Summary: In the confinments of a sorry excuse for shelter, you and Bucky create a cricle of untouched energy.

Content Warnings: Slight descriptions of injuries.

Other Pairings: Steve Rogers x GN Reader, Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes, Sam mentioned

AUTHOR NOTE(S):

This is not the marvel fic I was talking about in my jasper post lol

Takes place after the events of Captain America: Winter Soldier in which Steve and Sam go searching for Bucky

Still disappointed that there wasn't some movie or series to highlight this, I wouldve killed to see more Steve and Bucky content but also just more Steve content

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You can handle an arctic environment well. You were constantly stuck in the arctic territories when you were still only a few thousand years old. Even with nothing but a tree or two, there were constant blizzards that would drop the temperatures to below zero fahrenheit and you struggled not to maintain a persistent living in the environment.

It was not the cold you were worried about, nor the snow blowing through the gap below the creaky old wooden door of the cabin and the floor. The structure felt claustrophobic and like a prison. It may have been centuries since you've ever worn a collar of any kind, but you had the idea that this was what it felt like to be back in those shackles again.

And yet, even these thoughts seem to cease to the back of your mind when you heard the thrashing and screeching as the Winter Soldier kicked and punched against his restraints behind you. He was making an absolute ruckus that you're half sure would prompt concern if it weren't for the sound of the storms blizzard blanketing any other noises he made.

You looked to him almost plainly, unimpressed by his antics but the disdain in your brow was quite obvious. It took a minute of his flailing against his restraints –bounds of thick, purple, dark purple that often was mistook for black, wounded tightly around his body, unbreakingly– for him to settle with the fact that his arm was no match to your divine powers.

Once he was silent, only but a livid panting that made his teeth chatter, did the harsh bite of frost in the air seem to calm. Slowly, the flurry dissipated and the room warmed– but only just slightly.

There was a piece of cloth tied around the lower half of his face but the way he stared at you, with eyes so pale in their darkness they made the ice they mimicked miniscule in comparison, made it known that he was intending to kill you.

He has no idea who you are. Letting him fume had hardly done you any favors besides the sense that the feeling is mutual.

With a rather annoyed sigh, you snapped your fingers, the tattered fabric disappearing into nothing but a fine mist.

There was a flash of some expression in Bucky's eyes, something similar to discomfort, but you're sure it's more from the fact that you can snap your fingers and practically strip him of his dignity than it is to the lack of comfort he might've had with a cloth over his face.

He's a lot more appealing than you remembered.

The silence settles with a prickling heat between your two equally stubborn bodies, Bucky refusing to say a word and you finding that the conversation would hardly flourish from a one-sided endeavor.

Your tempted to put something much harsher than a cloth over his mouth as he seems to grunt in your general direction with his gruffness and animalistic-like grit. He's like a broken lion. No wonder he was named as the Winter Soldier– he sure acts like one.

"Struggle all you want. You're not getting out of those bindings." Your tone leaves no room for further questions on the matter, but that did not stop him from growling further.

He did not speak back, only stared as you made way for the shabby window nearest to you. The view was that of only what you saw two hours prior, a never ending amount of tall white snow, the skies dull and cloudy with the flakes dropping off into dark spots where dropping temperatures naturally followed suit.

You felt a breath gather in your chest in anticipation, as if Steve and Sam might suddenly appear amongst the snow, only to release it with a sharp exhale, running a hand down your face and grasping at the wrinkles beginning to form in the skin.

It was just you and Bucky in these depths of nothingness.

And as the realization truly dawned on you the weight of your long past seemed to seep into every inch of your body, spreading a new chill across your bones even the hot blood pumping in your veins cannot thwart.

Silence.

He does not speak.

He does not shout.

Silence.

Save for the soft rustling of the howling wind and your thickening inhales and exhales, a sound that does not register into his ears.

Silence.

Barely anyone knows you're here except a distant pair who won't return for the foreseeable future. They don't know about the Winter Soldier and the mere thought of death does not seem to register within your mind.

You are not threatened by the man staring at you like a wild animal trapped in a cage, biding the perfect moment to strike. If you do not respond to his caging, you may become a potential hunter yourself, though the very idea of sinking your claws into his jugular crosses your mind more than once.

You resist, saving Steve from heartache had to be at the top of your list of priorities and until the struggle that brought the two of you here, you had no qualms about wanting to bring him home. But Bucky is in there somewhere and this has turned from finding the Soldier into saving him from the cage of his own mind.

Patience. You were nearly the last thing in the universe to have it, but at this very moment, saving someone's soul and life is a reason to gain a little bit.

It was just you and Bucky.

"We'll be here a while. I'm afraid the conditions are too harsh to go looking for Steve and Sam. " You turned to face him with crossed arms, standing away from the window. The sound of your voice is unfamiliar, more alien than a stranger and the sensation of foreignness spreads over your body. He did not look impressed with the situation or with the presence you pose, but he did not protest it. "Nor will I be leaving you to wreak havoc and harm. "

Bucky's gaze shifts to the window as he pulls at the restraints a final time before settling, but you swear you see a glare.

"Are you aware of your misdoings? Can you talk, soldier?" Your tone was brisk and non-nonsense, hands falling down to your waist as you shifted your weight from one foot to another. You didn't like just standing around to look pretty.

You would speak to him in terms he knew. Simple, clear and to the point. "Steve had informed me of the things Hydra did to you, including something similar to these bindings. "

"Soldier..." Bucky repeated hoarsely, squinting in your direction. Siff, riddled with so much thickness from lack of use.

It was a start.

"I am not an enemy. Steve and I are here to take you home. "

His expression melted as you scanned him, dark eyebrows pinching together as he seemed to not believe you. His body was insistently and involuntarily twitching, and every instant seemed to make his muscles more tense, more rigid, like he was fighting a losing battle in trying to keep himself still.

Your lip quirked, the slightest of a fraction that you're sure his boring eyes caught as you regarded the human before you.

Shivering.

You hadn't noticed in the whirlwind, but his shivering was nonstop, a convulsion you hadn't remembered because you had not been looking for the telltale signs.

Your eyes searched the room briefly before you decided on discarding your heavy cloak, pulling it over your head as his next exhale came out shaky and uneven. He blinked once, eyelids drooping, fluttering for a moment, but did not show a sign of questioning you in the slightest. He just followed you with those impossibly dark eyes, sharp like he might bite your face clean off at any minute.

When you successfully unraveled yourself from the knit, you took a large step toward him, one he evidently tried to back away from as his entire body did a grandiose shake. The purple restraints are only held by his arms and legs, like snakes they constrict closer and closer, preventing his back from going completely rigid.

Carefully you shifted yourself down in front of him, on your knees, so your face is aligned with his. His expression reads of horror, jaw clenching, neck making a painful vein appear, his only outlet of aggression. He is too tightly wound, too closely under these restraints that you doubt there was a chance he could take a swing.

He grumbles something under his breath, a curse or something, looking away from your face and that's when you start.

Bucky jerks violently at the first touch but doesn't pull away when you open up the soft bundle and cover him with it. He doesn't relax, he just stares and bares his teeth again as you smooth the fabric over every inch of body.

When you reach his neck to pull the front over his shoulders and part of his chest, he glares daggers.

You say nothing about the goosebumps that prick at his flesh, brushing your fingers down his collarbone. His partially exposed chest was bare, his clothing dangling off in a jagged tear, riddled with his own cuts and scrapes and burns and nicks.

After staring at the flesh that doesn't frost anymore due to the fabric, he blinks his long lashes up at you. He repeats you softly, slurring the syllables into one another.

"Soldier. "

Biting the inside of your cheek, you pulled away, nodding to him. "...yes. "

"Soldier...not a tool. "

Ah, a memory.

Bucky blinked around with his heavy lids, turning his head to look away from you and take in the small space of the cabin.

"Yes. “

This seemed to be all the exchange he wanted to have with you, for as soon as the words left his lips his head fell down and he closed his eyes. He was still panting, breaths even slower, but less ragged. He was giving up his fight. And losing whatever energy he had left.

"Steve will be very pleased. “

When he opened his eyes, so heavy like those of a drowned man, the blue looked at you a different way. Distant, yet seeping into your very skin.

He was a mess and needed a bath and fresh clothes. Blood painted the surface of his pants, browned from exposure, scraped and damaged. His hair was nearly a matted pile with flakes of what you imagined was old ice crystals and debris littering the strands.

A hand, metal and sturdy with rivets that shone bright against the chipped paint beneath the arm, reached up. You tensed, expecting an attack, a jarring tug at your throat as his arm fizzled against the bonds and extended far enough to grace your close proximity with just the edges of his fingertips.

Instead, your eyes flickered to where his touch didn't quite touch and it became apparent that there was a spark energy there that seemingly only you and he could feel. The way his eyelids flutter—he either feels that charge or he can feel your heartbeat from the heat.

With a scowl he jerked back his hand as if it burned and eyed his own limbs with a confused hatred. A whimper escaped past his lips, an animal sound, something that you've never even registered an animal making except an angry crow.

Before he could fall too far into the emotion you cupped your larger hand over his smaller, flesh one, and coaxed it forward so that his rough digits ran against the softer expanse of your skin. He locked eyes with you, fierce again as you guided his fingers to the pulse in your wrist.

"Do you remember Steve?"

In the moments he did not respond you regarded how strange this action you took was, and then, you considered what it would feel like to feel the life in a human. You began to bring your index and thumb to his neck to test the theory, but he flinched backwards, not letting you near.

"Do you recall when he rescued you, and all those people you'd killed when you shot at me?"

Another inhale.

"Shot..."

From the tension growing in your jaw and the way his brows started to shift and wiggle you know that in some part he did remember. There was such hate brewing in the deep of the winter of his eyes that you thought it could rival yours and perhaps not even the raging storm outside could surpass.

"That is why we are here. " You placed your hands on either side of your thigh, giving him an equally intense look. "Steve would tear down the ends of the Earth if it meant saving you. "

You could see his face break, a micro-expression barely there but noticeable. If he wasn't consciously trying to hide, if he had any more energy than what he contained, he would've shown more of a reaction.

"Do you know who I am?"

Bucky began to sweat at your lowered voice. The tension radiated through his skin and in the way his mouth tensed, but nothing else was given away.

Pursing your lips, you put your hand on his again, once more bringing it to you until you felt the energy. Steve had told you about the warmth radiating off of Bucky before the war, but it felt much different than what you'd expect, warm in his pulsating touch in a way that made your skin crawl.

You realized the first time around how ridiculous this act must look, yet you pushed his fingers down again, against your pulse.

"...beat. " He did not look at you when he spoke, only staring hard into his tarnished fingers. "Heart. Heartbeat. "

You turned his hand in yours and flattened his palm out on your chest, the center of his hand atop your heart, his fingers stretching over the expanse of your clothing. You began to hum deeply, focusing your breathing until the room fell silent for several seconds, save the occasional gust of wind.

"Steve told me that he thinks you and I will get along. “

Bucky stared dead on into the center of your face, a long look that's almost dreamy when his eyes begin to move and the skin over them soften, twitching when you blink and he registers the movement of your irises.

"You both are quite extraordinary. “ You murmur, sliding a hand over his shoulder and nudging him gently. "Bucky, " you say his name slowly, testing the waters with the human as you stare at his form. "forgive me for the pity but, you are not a toy. “

His shoulders drop a little, making his body fall slack, exhausted from whatever fighting he was doing on the inside, defensively protecting him from anything your presence might unexpectedly cause. He was so twitchy and it probably was that his body didn't have time to rest.

"Not a tool. "

That voice; low and jagged, that's a voice that's just pure gravel mixed with sandpaper. It just, oozes distrust and fatigue.

He's quiet for the rest of the minutes, still glancing up to you from time to time, but lets your comfort swallow him in, his breaths having since then calmed. He's stopped his trembling, as if in your company was a protection against the bite of cold.

And his hand still holds firm against your chest, feeling the rapid pace of your heart, your unnatural heartbeat, now seeming rather steady to him.

Bucky opens his mouth and it appears that the words are on the tip of his tongue, like a sponge taking up water, soaked in the ways of speaking but needing just a little push to release.

"You feel...different. "

You glance down at his hand, his knuckles covered in dust from the ground outside, caked thick around the scars and small holes torn into his flesh, hair sticking out in tufts at the junctures of his fingers. You are hesitant to shake his hand from your body, but it has become heavy and hot like a stone.

Your other hand raises up to close over his as you contemplate what exactly he meant, if he was regarding your alien heart, the tubes and arteries not functioning in the same ways his did, or something else. Something described in history as fate. But it was not your primary focus as you gently pull his hand from your sternum, lowering his arm down onto the mattress of his lap.

"You've no reason to fight me or harm me, Bucky. "

His jaw drops slightly, you hear an airy sound slip free before he frowns.

"Just you, Bucky. No soldier. "

There, he seems to register the repetition, his body visibly relaxing. It seemed you were talking him through and settling him down. His mind would not wander to the soldier tonight, nor would he struggle.

No response; you would make him one soon enough but for now you stayed with his hand in yours, keeping him there. If he really wanted to, he could maneuver himself away, but he didn't.

[miraluscinia]

yikes, how is it near the end of november already? i still havent made much progress with the next LIFE Team introduction since i've been busy and mostly distracted. I'm totally also NOT procrastinating NOPE! anyways...since i dont see me posting anything for the foreseeable future, have some notes i have for each of the LIFE Team before i get sucked in the pit called school again :) buckle up it's a long one...

Grian

Mind over matter, wings of steel,

The heart of a leader, the truth concealed.

Alias: The Architect

Power: Mind's Eye (Psychokinesis & Telepathy)

Status: Hero

Weapon/s: throwing daggers

Info:

leader of the L.I.F.E. Team

can shield allies' minds from mental attacks

the first official superhero to be known

was once part of the [REDACTED] but escaped

has wings but [REDACTED]

requires intense concentration to use telepathy for long periods

telepathy is difficult to use or is near ineffective against someone with strong mental defenses

the public doesn't know about his telepathy, and just think that his powers are his wings and psychokinesis

only the LIFE Team knows about his telepathy

Scar

A silver tongue, a voice that sways,

Peace before battle, in words he plays.

Alias: Vex

Power: Silver Tongue (ability to persuade/manipulate others' minds through voice)

Status: Vigilante

Weapon/s: sword disguised as a cane

Info:

powers are less effective against people who are aware of his abilities or can’t hear his voice

prefers to talk things out than fight

civilian name is Oscar “Scar” Goodwin

owner of the “Good Times Cafe”

Mumbo

Technology obeys, his will commands,

Where machines are present, his genius stands.

Alias: The Mechanic

Power: Technomancy (control, create & enhance machines/technology)

Status: Hero

Weapon/s: multi-function gauntlets

Info:

powers are useless with anything organic

can sense existing technology/machinery around him

the second official hero to be known, & Grian’s first partner

mostly stays in headquarters during missions to monitor things

can control multiple technology/machines at once, but requires intense concentration

Impulse

A snare unseen, a trap well laid,

Silent but deadly, in shadows he’s made.

Alias: Trapline

Power: Snare (create traps, either mechanical or energy-based, in immediate area)

Status: Vigilante

Weapon/s: batons & bo staff

Info:

more complex traps require more concentration to make

his bō staff and batons are made of metal that he can also trap, and are equipped with tasers

civilian name is Scott Maine

works as an automotive mechanic during the day

Pearl

Gravity bows to her lunar might,

A crescent blade, in scarlet night.

Alias: Scarlet Moon

Power: Lunar Pull (manipulate gravity of target person/object)

Status: Vigilante

Weapon/s: crescent-shaped sickles

Info:

she can use the moon's gravity to strengthen her powers at night

heavier objects are harder to lift with gravity

can use her powers to help her glide down, jump higher, or land heavier attacks

civilian name is Pearl Rivers

owns a small bookstore

Bdubs

Time bends where flowers bloom,

The clock ticks down to nature’s doom.

Alias: Timekeeper

Power: Chronoflora (manipulate time and plants in a localized area)

Status: Hero

Weapon/s: butterfly swords

Info:

he's not sure how exactly his powers work, just that it works more effectively as long as there is any kind of plant around

wears a poncho with sewn-in moss to allow his powers to work effectively

time powers is limited to small areas, and excessive use can drain him

the public only know that his powers is controlling time, but not that its effectivity is related to the amount of plants present around him

he can't really control plants, he can just speed up or slow down its decay/growth

Tango

Fire that burns, a heart ablaze,

Heat and flame, in fury’s daze.

Alias: Blaze

Power: Pyrokinesis (generate, manipulate & absorb fire and heat)

Status: Hero

Weapon/s: kusari-fundo

Info:

he is immune to fire and heat

powers are ineffective in wet or cold environments

overusing his powers can burn him out

can use his powers in bursts to fly temporarily

he can set his weapon on fire to deal more damage

Etho

Invisible steps, shadows in tow,

A silent strike, from darkness flow.

Alias: Phantom

Power: Spectre (turn invisible and create shadow clones)

Status: Vigilante

Weapon/s: kunai knives and shurikens

Info:

his shadow clones have limited movements and will disappear when touched

can make other people he touches directly, invisible

can only create around 5 clones, any more is harder

civilian name is Ethan Lowell

works as an IT Technician

Ren

Illusions dance, a show so grand,

Master of disguise, transform the land.

Alias: Maestro

Power: Theatrical Illusions (create illusions, change a person's appearance, & amplify voice)

Status: Hero

Weapon/s: rapier

Info:

making too much illusions or amplifying his voice for a long period of time can drain him

more complex illusions require more concentration

was formerly [REDACTED]

acts more of distraction/scout than actually fighting

his illusions are less effective if his target knows what to look for

he can change his voice to sound like someone else

Cleo

Strong as stone, yet swift to mend,

The walls stand firm, never to bend.

Alias: Fortress

Power: Survivalist (enhanced durability and self-regeneration)

Status: Hero

Weapon/s: battle axe

Info:

she can endure heavy damage, heal herself rapidly, and survive in hostile environments

her self-healing isn't effective on certain toxins or magic

she can't heal others

Martyn

Illusions twist, reality bends,

Truth and lies, in havoc descends.

Alias: Mirage

Power: Havoc (create realistic illusions & disrupt others' powers by confusing their minds)

Status: Vigilante

Weapon/s: bolas & twin daggers

Info:

is actually [REDACTED]

keeps his ability to disrupt powers a secret

used to be partners with Jimmy

his illusions focuses more on altering his target’s perception, making them either believe his illusions or be confused by what is real

his illusions work better on a small number of opponents (depending on the size of the illusion), any more would require intense concentration

he disrupts powers by confusing his target’s mind into losing control (he can either make the target lose control of specific aspects of the power, or the whole power in general)

civilian name is Martyn Littlewood

works as a radio host

Skizz

Blood and battle, strength reborn,

A healer’s hand, a warrior’s scorn.

Alias: Sanguine

Power: Dual Nature (heal others or gain enhanced strength and speed through bloodlust or battle intensity)

Status: Vigilante

Weapon/s: hand maces

Info:

can only do one part of his powers one at a time (can’t heal while going berserk, and vice versa)

healing ability still needs the wound/injury to be disinfected or set properly (broken bones still needs to be set before being healed, wounds needs to be disinfected before healing closes and mends it)

healing ability can only heal physical wounds and injuries, but can't heal or deal with pain, headaches, effects of blood loss, etc.

civilian name is Alex Skizzle

works as a store manager

Joel

Wolves that hunt, a leader’s call,

Strength in the pack, yet prone to fall.

Alias: Fenrir

Power: Pack Leader (create spectral wolves & gain enhanced speed and strength the more wolves are present)

Status: Vigilante

Weapon/s: pair of katars

Info:

was formerly a hero but left due to feeling constricted in what he can do

prefers to work alone

the more wolves are present, the more fragile and transparent they are (numerous wolves are only used for distraction or scouting, while fewer more solid looking wolves are used for attacks)

is married to Lizzie

civilian name is Joel Bran

works as an exterior designer

Scott

Stars align, energy pure,

A shield, a blade, a step so sure.

Alias: Starstrike

Power: Astral Wave (create energy blasts, shields, or constructs)

Status: Hero

Weapon/s: pair of chakrams

Info:

mostly acts as support, but can hold his own in a fight

has a habit of flirting with Martyn as their own way of banter (but they don't mean anything from it)

mostly sticks with Jimmy when the latter is out in the field with him

Jimmy

Songs of warning, visions unclear,

The first to fall when danger is near.

Alias: The Canary

Power: Premonition (see visions of danger ahead of time, & telepathic communication)

Status: Hero

Weapon/s: sword & collapsible shield

Info:

visions are not always clear, and can sometimes distract him if focused on too much

was formerly a vigilante but became a hero to help out more

BigB

A rumble deep, the ground obeys,

The earth itself moves to his ways.

Alias: Quake

Power: Terrashifter (manipulate & travel through earth and stone)

Status: Hero

Weapon/s: warhammer

Info:

powers are useless in areas with no earth or stone

can sense movement through vibrations when concentrated on

Gem

In roots and leaves, life she finds,

Nature’s strength in her entwines.

Alias: Flora

Power: Nature's Gift (connect with, and control over plants)

Status: Hero

Weapon/s: flail

Info:

powers are weak in barren environments and against fire

she can connect with plants to enhance her senses

she can’t heal herself nor others

powers are useless when there are no plants around

Lizzie

In darkness she dwells with deadly grace,

A hidden blade in shadow’s embrace.

Alias: Nightshade

Power: Shadowborn (manipulate, control & travel through shadows)

Status: Hero

Weapon/s: pair of kusarigamas

Info:

powers are useless in areas with no shadows

she can use her powers to melt into shadows and reappear in another shadow (the shadow size will have to fit her for this to be accomplished)

she can't turn invisible, she just covers herself with shadows

is married to Joel

Additional notes:

only the vigilantes have civilian names for now... idk yet if I'll give the heroes one or not since I don't think it's gonna be important to the actual story

the redacted parts are actual info I plan to reveal in the story, but I think you can guess some of it already

also, i haven't fleshed out most of the characters yet, that's why most have fewer information

I tried to balance out each power so no one is too overpowered

I had a hard time differentiating and explaining Ren and Martyn's powers, so if you're still confused, feel free to ask

I might come back and add onto this if I think of more

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🦋The Moonstone Twins🪷- an overveiw : 𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖✩࿐࿔

1/2 lore threads

Okay so basically In example to what the twins are, you know how in dofus book one: Julith, the two dofus are entrusted to joris to gaurd?? The Moonstone twins are like that but with the entirety of the eliatrope dofus in every life they live.

Basically, the two were originally created just to protect And nurture the dofus and the eliatrope council, but they could have lives outside of their jobs, which lasted for two lives and they were more appreciated and actually acknowledged by the eliatropes and dragons.

But qilby orchestrated a tragedy so awful, that the already intense need to protect the dofus got to a level so bad that it makes the moonstone twins sick whenever they are used. Now, the moonstone twins are spiritually connected to the eliatrope dofus, & the council by extent-

-& can track their location & power levels, as well as if they’re containing someone or not. The twins have a weird reincarnation cycle; only reincarnating whenever there is a danger to the dofus, no matter how small. This cycle is impacted by using the dofus excessively.

The use of the dofus before they are born delays their birth, sometimes by centuries, and throws them off kilter. However, in such lives, their own dofus will hold more power, & thus; they will too. Their dofus is special in the sense that it dissolves when not occupied.

Their dofus CAN be used like the other’s, but it harms the twins inside, and isn’t as powerful as the council’s. The moonstone dofus is a reoccurring legend in The eliatrope’s stories, and is generally considered a bad omen, and to be immediately given up to the council-

As it is born to different parents in every life time- always with at least one draconic parent.

The twins each have separate gifts that balance each other out. Nazalath has stasis transfer, & Cleomyn has foresight. Both twins share the ability to manipulate their respective energies into any kind of weapon they can think of, as long as they’ve seen it before.

They are also made up entirely of their respective energies, with Naz being entirely stasis, & Myn being entirely wakfu; a perfect balance. These gifts come with a price however, with myn having her sight sapped when she uses wakfu, doomed to go blind.

Naz’s situation is different, as he is continuously burning alive, at a temperature of 215 degrees Fahrenheit, burning anyone except myn, who’s grown used to his heat throughout reincarnations. Naz’s temperature zig-zags with his health & is EXTREMELY important to keep constant.

In the twins’ current life, they’ve very young, being roughly eight to nine years at the start and end. Their life takes place in an alternate timeline/reality, and is nicknamed the Cra arc, after the goddess, as she’s fallen from grace.

In this life, The twins are raised and mentored by Chibi and Grougal, until myn begins having dreams & visions about the dofus being used to reinstate a god back to power on the world of twelve. Chibi & grougal weren’t the best caretakers-

As the ancient texts about myn & naz are innexcessible, so only their legend remains, a legend promising doom & uncertainty for their people. Chibi & Grougal act accordingly, so Myn and Naz are semi-neglected, confined to a crumbling shrine. That is, until Myn has the visions.

Even with a reasonable excuse, the twins aren’t let go very easily, & end up escaping on their own, with little to no supplies. Basically, their season 1 arc starts with them wandering around the world of twelve, exploring and trying to find the dofus by sensation alone.

Along the way to find the dofus, the twins meet many people that they become friends with, forming a group that Naz jokingly names “The Arcane of the Dofus.”

This group consists of Pompona the eniripsa, Chekhovia the iop, Kronos the xelor, & Elinor the enutrof. Chekhovia & Elinor also have 2 shushus, named Iago and Phennex. The group has a ton of silly misadventures, & mess around until the twins fall ill from a spike in dofus usage.

The cra arc culminates in Myn losing her sight entirely and having her wings exposed to everyone without her consent, crushing her. Naz learns about their ability to form weapons out of their respective energies, & the twins agree to let cra re-ascend, just not using the dofus.

The arcane parts ways, with Myn & Naz reluctantly returning to the Eliatrope’s sanctuary with the dofus they had regained, only to find that there had been a raid, & Chibi & Grougal had been killed.

In an attempt to smooth things over, two demigods were sent, Odate Ombragé, a feca, & Atoroi, a ecaflip. They feel bad for the twins, and offer to take them in and care for them as their own. Having no other choice, the twins accept, & leave the only home they’d ever known.

This proves a good choice, as Atoroi and Odate genuinely love the twins, & treat them as if they were their own kids, eventually letting them serve as a ringbearer & flower girl in their wedding. The twins & Atoroi take on Odate’s surname, & later gain middle names of their own.

However, peace doesn’t last longer than their tenth birthday, as Myn suddenly gets multiple visions of an anonymous old eliatrope. She begs Naz to take a dofus & go to the woods nearby, & reluctantly, the dragonet agrees, stealing the dofus from the care of their parents.

They go out at midnight, & similarly to how yugo & adamai hatched chibi & grougal, end up hatching Mina & Phaeris, as well as releasing qilby from his second imprisonment in the white void. This feat is a difficult one, as the twins end up draining their own energy very rapidly.

Odate & Atoroi scramble to find their kids, after hearing a blast of wakfu, & when they find them, introduce themselves to Qilby after making sure the twins are okay.

They then give Mina & Phaeris to one of their neighbors, entrusting the responsibility of care to them, with Naz promising to visit phaeris often. Qilby is allowed to stay with The ombrage family, and he does so for around a year. He gets close with all of them besides Naz-

-who finds qilby to be suspicious and weird. This leads to Naz being isolated from his family for almost a year, as Atoroi & Odate are close with Qilby, friends even, & Myn is with him constantly. Eventually, Qilby offers to take Myn to see the zinit, & Naz snaps.

Him & Myn get into a huge fight, which culminates in Myn leaving with Qilby, rendering the rest of the Ombragé family shellshocked. The twins block their mental connection, & this continues for three years.

During that time, Qilby grows increasingly manipulative, even leading to Myn getting stuck in the white void for two years, while qilby acquires all the dofus. The twins grow more and more sick, with dofus fevers running rampant.

Eventually, with their mental states failing, their mental block falls, & Naz begs his parents to let him go after Myn. Begrudgingly, they do, & Naz calls the Arcane, & they go find the Zinit. The zinit has gained some guardians, & the arcane stays behind while Naz goes to Myn.

The twins have another confrontation which turns into a fight, & eventually, Myn breaks down crying, pausing the fight & telling Naz everything that had happened. Naz attempts to comfort her, & then says that it’s qilby’s fault, not hers, & that they should go fight him instead.

When they go do that, the arcane rushes in & helps them fight Qilby, who’s powered up by Shinonome’s dofus. Naz & Myn take the dofus back, & use them to put Qilby back in the white void. This much usage of the dofus takes it’s toll however, & the twins fall ill & are rushed home.

For the most part, the rest of the twin’s childhood is normal by village standards, & they help their parents with their shops- Naz learns to blacksmith & scuplt, & Myn learns how to scam people, &how to run a shop. Myn also shoplifts a beow meow named “Phay” because of Mina.

Multiple years later, Naz leaves the household in a rage. Months earlier, he’d discovered his other gift: stasis transfer. You see, Naz is not an ordinary stasis user, in fact, he is more akin to a Necrome, with stasis replacing plasma in his blood, which turns it purple.

He finds this fact out in a few ways- due to cuts and scrapes when he play-fights with Myn, Mina & Phaeris , & because of a more tragic event. In a particularly desperate time, Naz’s village is attacked by a few rogue eliotropes, who end up murdering Odate.

When he finds his mother dead, Naz flies into an uncontrollable rage and murders all of those eliotropes without a second thought, using his stasis in a gruesome display. Naz is injured in return, and when the eliotropes are dealt with, holds odate’s body and weeps.

In the midst of Naz’s smoky tears and grief, he doesn’t really see or feel one of his injured fingers slipping into odate’s wounds, and doesn’t realize that he transfuses stasis into her body, which is quickly converted to wakfu, reviving her, albeit giving her stasis poisoning.

Naz is so happy about his mother being revived that he neglects to see the village’s horror at the gruesome display, though when he comes to his senses, the villagers who he’d at one point helped, are now calling him an animal and savage, fearful of his display of stasis

This enrages Naz, and as a result he argues with the villagers until myn takes their side, defending them. Naz is shocked and betrayed and as such, declares that he doesn’t need this village and that it doesn’t suit a dragon anyway, deciding that he’s leaving-

-& won’t return until stasis is as normalized as wakfu is. He burns the dead eliotrope’s bodies, and goes to say goodbye to odate and atoroi, saying that he’s sorry, but he needs to do this, telling them that he loves them. He packs his bags & endures multiple arguments with myn-

but he doesn’t say goodbye, blocking off their mental connection and setting off. Naz’s anger and display of power catches the attention of a deity that he took after, the great dragon.

The great dragon remembers naz, who had consistently been one of his favorites, due to him openly using stasis, the energy that dragon was made of. He visits Naz in a dream and-

-offers him a solution; a way they can both benefit. Dragon wants to be known again, wants to be worshipped for once. He suggests Naz get stasis to be worshipped, so it may be normalized. Naz agrees, but says it will take time. Dragon agrees, and offers Naz a direction to go in.

Naz continues on his way, and begins to learn more about his gifts. Stasis transfer comes in handy a lot, and Naz begins to understand it more. For Naz to transfer stasis, He must cut open his flesh, and stick it in an open wound and wait until his blood goes into the wound.

This continues until a purple burn mark is evident in the receiver’s arm. Stasis transfer is tiring for Naz & for the receiver, but it can revive and heal, & so Naz uses it. It takes a bit, but the body sometimes converts the stasis injected into wakfu, or the stasis takes over-

-And the receiver finds themself feeling hungry, though they don’t know for what. Naz begins to become a legend- a dragon that can defy even death itself, & quickly forms a cult following, purely by chance. This cult begins to refer to themselves as “The Brotherhood of Stasis.”

He is quickly thrust into the role of a leader & a god at only fifteen, & fully ascends at sixteen years old. Naz grows up very quickly, & the brotherhood of stasis spreads even quicker, becoming an actual religious brotherhood. Naz is revered & loved, & he continues his pursuit.

But godhood is not what is promised- it turns Naz’s blood into molten gold, & burdens him with stasis chains that sap at his very being sometimes, & leads him into six relationships where Naz ends up being sexually coerced, multiple times. But he grows up & carries his burden.

Naz all but loses his mind, with all the pressure weighing on him, and he decides that it’s time to face myn, once and for all, so he gathers all of the eliatrope dofus, allowing myn to track him.

Now, myn has been tracking naz the entire time, as his brotherhood moves a lot. Myn’s gifts have been torturing her, leading to her being unable to eat, sleep or even function normally, her blood being mingled with wakfu and her tears pushed out of the way for her wakfu.

She’d been searching for naz nonstop, only sleeping for short increments of time. When she finally finds him, the two of them get into a battle, and Naz ends up using a stasis blast so powerful that it puts myn into a coma and permanently scars her. Ashamed and horrified by his-

-actions, hides myn in a shrine concealed in a cave, along with the eliatrope dofus, and stops the brotherhood from moving. He stays there with myn for about a year, until the great dragon finally gets bored and comes down to him, taking the form of Atoroi.

Dragon mocks Naz, encouraging him to keep going on their path, saying that they can help myn after Naz finishes. Naz is inconsolable however, & denies dragon’s offer. Dragon becomes furious, & in turn, the dofus react, sending Naz and myn back to the past, around three months-

-before the events of the wakfu ova. Myn wakes up a short while after, and her and Naz reconcile, right as harebourg spots them. Harebourg finds them interesting, and catches the two off guard, freezing myn, and tiring naz enough to the point where he’s unable to fight, due to-

-overusage of the dofus and the extertion of the fight. Harebourg freezes him too, and takes the two of them to frigost, right next to joris and his sons, where they remain until the first ova.

For the moonstone twins, the Ovas proceed pretty much the same, except for a few small details.

When the twins are unthawed, Naz helps warm myn up, & then they attack the brotherhood, Naz going for joris, his sons, & dally, & myn for the rest, mistaking them for people trying to harm them & the dofus. They only stop when Yugo, talking in shaky elialish, commands them to.

Now, Myn and Naz are from a different time, & thus there is a bit of a language barrier, but after a bit, Yugo manages to get them to stop attacking, & the dofus make their way to the guardians. After a while, they get accustomed to the dofus, & by extent, a bit of-

-Yugo’s language. Myn talks for the both of them, making sure that everything concerning the dofus is okay, and then informs the brotherhood that she & Naz are the guardians of the eliatrope dofus. Yugo is shocked, but seems to understand, & everything else continues normally-

Except Adamai and echo’s scene. Naz lands on the statue of cra, and when echo offers the dofus to Adamaï, he steals them away and reveals himself as the dofus’s sacred guardian. Echo smiles at him, then implies that he knows the dangers of the dofus, to which Naz nods.

Echo then proceeds to explain to adamai what those risks would be, & asks Naz to give the dofus to Adamaï. He refuses, & thus, him & Adamaï get into a brawl, in which echo & sipho take their leave. Eventually, Naz and Adamaï reach a truce, & fly back to the sadida kingdom

Everything else proceeds as normal, besides naz being talked about besides echo and yugo fighting him and myn after taking the dofus from adamai. At the end of the Ova, yugo entrusts the dofus to goultard, saying that it’s until the guardians can come and keep them safe.

After the ova, The twins attempt to make a home in the sadida forest, it isn’t easy, as Myn’s wakfu had been acting up since her coma, resulting in her being unable to form anything but a lance and a shield. Why yugo finds Myn, she almost ends up decapitating him.

Yugo apologizes for his actions, asking if Myn and Naz would like to come stay with him and alibert, as adamai had left, and grougal needed a dragon to mentor him, as well as being understaffed in the inn. Myn says she’d talk to naz about it, and reluctantly, he agrees.

The twins move in shortly after, & find out just how awful myn’s cooking is, so she sticks to helping serve the food alibert makes, & Naz helps in the kitchen when he’s at the inn. When he isn’t at the inn, him and yugo search for adamai & the dofus, & eventually, Naz finds him.

Naz confronts Adamai, and upon seeing that Adamai has a dofus with him, attacks him, interrogating him on where he got the dofus from. Adamai refuses to tell Naz, and only does so when Naz starts to strangle him. His answer is cryptic, and speaks of a better brotherhood.

Confused & a bit disgruntled, Naz lets Adamai go, but takes the dofus, refusing to give it back to Adamai. Adamai lunges at him, & they get into a brawl again, until Naz decides enough is enough. He burns a part of Adamai’s tail to get him off, & offers to make a compromise.

If Adamai tells him how & where he got the dofus, Naz would return it, & join the brotherhood Adamai had talked about, taking his place as the dofus’s rightful guardian. Adamai considers it for a bit, but agrees, telling Naz of how he got the dofus from Goultard’s care. Naz is-

-secretly pleased, still being upset about yugo’s handling of the dofus & entrusting them goultard, and says he’ll meet Adamai at this exact spot in two week’s time. Adamai agrees, & Naz returns the dofus, then goes back to alibert’s inn. He informs the others that he’s leaving-

& promises to stay in touch with Myn. When the time comes, he goes to Adamai, & is taken directly to the tower of dreams, where he is greeted by Echo. She recognizes Naz & welcomes him, saying he would be a valuable asset to the brotherhood, & commends Adamai for gaining his aid.

Naz is introduced to Oropo, and the two immediately clash heads, resulting in Naz having to share a level with Adamai. Naz doesn’t seem to care, and a year passes. Eventually though, when the time comes for Adamai to absorb the dofus, Naz takes on three of them-

-Hoping to lighten the burden. In doing so, him and Adamai get closer, and start to rely on eachother more, As Naz falls ill, and is forced to tell Adamai about his dofus fevers, and the stasis chains they sometimes trigger, inviting adamai to be vulnerable with Naz as well.

For season three, it basically plays out as usual besides the inclusion of Myn and Naz until the end, besides the pacing of the season and the weird love triangle plot being removed

Myn and Naz are reunited a bit before the finale, and this sets yugo and Adamai off, so they fight. But nothing changes besides that. In the end, when every member of the brotherhood of the forgotten has been gathered, oropo tells them his plan, and Myn sides with him

She wants to believe he is yugo & that he can help, as he had shown up in the temporal bubble & tried to comfort her, but she had lunged at him with her axe. Myn wants to give him one more chance, & she stays stubborn until echo decides to give in to her guilt & tell everything

Oropo is horrified, and Myn is too, trying to remain civil, but questioning him all the same. Naz loses his temper however, and yells at oropo, calling out all his mistakes. Naz and Oropo hadn’t had the best relationship throughout season three, with Oropo often treating Naz like he wasn’t there, or a stupid old dog. Naz is fed up, & decides to attack Oropo, but ends up being blocked by Adamai. The two argue intensely, but don’t actually physically fight. Adamai mentions a promise of shared tomorrows, & Naz yells at him that those tomorrows wouldn’t be achieved if Oropo did what he was planning, & states that he knows from his own experience what Oropo’s over-ambition would bring.

Oropo is fed up, and decides to silence Naz, but Echo gets a word in first. She confirms what Naz is saying, & Adamai is horrified & reacts in the same way as the show, leading Oropo to releasing the wakfu balls, restraining Naz, adamai & echo. Naz can’t seem to handle the overload of wakfu, but he struggles against it for a while until he inevitably passes out. Myn is horrified, & begs oropo to let Naz go & Oropo agrees on the condition that Myn would help him. Reluctantly, she agrees, and attempts to rush to Naz’s side, but Oropo restrains her, saying that there will be time later. Everything else plays out vaguely the same, & when a fight breaks out, myn rushes to Naz’s side

Naz has since regained consciousness,  & myn helps him get away from all the fighting, Naz takes a moment to rest, then decides that they should go help the brotherhood of the forgotten’s members, which is what they attempt to do until echo makes her final stand & the twins are sent to inglorioum. They pass out on the way there, and when they get up- far before anyone else, Naz’s chains have formed again, and he must go back to sleep to rest them away. This concludes the s3 arc. 

When Naz and Myn wake up again, everyone else is awake, exploring the area. The twins spot their parents, and run up to them, having a small reunion while everyone else is occupied with the books & Nora. Eventually, spotting Adamai, the Ombragé’s follow after the refugees And make their way to lokus’s temple. When lokus hurts adamai, Naz is immediately on the defensive, going as far to yell at yugo, asking what he’s done to Adamai. As Adamai comes out of it though, Naz calms down enough to mutter a reluctant apology to yugo, and Myn-

attempts to see if Lokus is sentient. Her attempts fail, and she ends up scouting around using wakfu vision. As they head into eliatrope’s temple, myn remarks that it looks familiar, and it probably does to her, as she has had a vision of meeting with eliatrope before, similarly to how Naz had dreams where he met with the great dragon. Eliatrope remarks on their changes, particularly over Naz having more of a spark then before. 

She calls him little godling, and remarks on his molten blood. He obviously doesn’t like that, and flies out of her grasp, wrapping his wings around himself. Myn on the other hand, is commented on, saying that she remembers myn from their conversation earlier. She sets myn down next to naz, and then everyone starts going back to their respective kingdoms. 

Later, when there’s the danger that Adamai and Nora go to face, Naz goes with them, and doesn’t help nora at all, simply watching. He leaves with adamai, sending myn a simple “take care” message through their mental connection, and then him and adamai go off on their own. 

I should mention that when qilby is brought forward, Naz and myn have differing reactions, with myn hesitantly going over to qilby to hug him, and Naz yelling at them both. Myn suffers from stockholm syndrome, and naz is aware of it, so he’s upset.

However, since myn and naz are from a future timeline and are now in the past, qilby doesn’t actually remember their current life, only the past ones.

Naz and adamai collect the eliatrope dofus, and Naz helps adamai get used to having them in his body again, however, he doesn’t split them with adamai this time, saying he doesn’t want to stop being alert for a second.

They have a moment together, & Naz tries to put a flower behind adamai’s ear & fails. They have a discussion over naz’s curse, & Naz asks Adamai if he really wants to share their tomorrows. They talk about the future and what they want for a while, and then they fall asleep.

When Adamai gets to the beach where the necromes are, Naz helps him fight the necromes, and then tries to break him out of the stasis bubble they trap him in. He doesn’t follow Adamai into the ocean when lance dur arrives, and stays silent but supportive most of the time.

Meanwhile, Yugo goes to alibert’s inn again, & Myn is there too. She says hello to alibert, but mainly is there for grougal & chibi, who greet her excitedly. Grougal asks where naz & adamai are, & myn has to say that they still aren’t back yet.

Yugo tells everything to alibert, & then the necromes attack. Myn struggles, as she’s used to attacking with wakfu, & freaks out when she realizes she can’t see the necromes’ wakfu. Yugo & myn try their best to hold off the necromes, & then qilby and nora come, bringing them 

Then, when Nora and yugo go to get all of the kingdoms, Myn comes with, as she misses exploring the world & hasn’t actually been in a kingdom before sadida. & When Yugo goes to the council’s meeting with eliatrope, Myn accompanies him, acting as a support for yugo’s story.

Amalia notices, & all three of them share a tender moment. The council of twelve’s meeting goes on as normal, with a lot of them questioning why Myn is there, leading to her declaring that she is the guardian of the eliatrope dofus alongside her twin brother.

The kingdoms clearly don’t like that, as the dofus have caused so many problems already, & Yugo has to smooth things over. Myn is understandably upset, & when the time comes for them to go to Sadida, she comes too, but refuses to speak to armand, only saying hello to amalia.

Myn helps them fight off the necromes when the time comes, & struggles a bit, as a few try to feed on her due to her excessive wakfu, leaving her terrified. After, she comes with yugo to retrieve adamai & naz, & hugs Naz, detailing what happened to her in their shared connection.

They all return to sadida, & go to the necrome portal. It all proceeds the same as canon, up until qilby uses the dofus. The twins instantly collapse, & Nora grabs her hand, hauling her back with her, but unfortunately, Naz is left behind, as no one saw him fall sick and pass out

Yugo is there with him, but Naz doesn’t realize until too late. Myn is unconscious when everyone returns to eliatrope’s temple, and she’s given to eliatrope to nurse, falling asleep in her hair, like the rest of her children.

Naz struggles to stay awake in the times he is in the necroworld, but he does stay awake for a bit, mainly because the necromes tear off part of his wing, as they can’t figure out if he contains wakfu or stasis. Toross realizes that Naz is similar to him & forces him to join him.

This is where naz’s curse comes into play. Naz’s temperature is extremely hot so that he can be distracted for the hunger for wakfu, as wakfu is physically impossible for him to touch or consume without hurting him. Essentially, Naz is a naturally occurring Necrome.

Toross recognizes this, and slowly begins to mold Naz to his side. Him and yugo stay in the necroworld for around a year together, before yugo breaks free, and Naz helps him escape.

As punishment, Naz’s hair is forcibly cut off, and he has a mental breakdown in front of toross, detailing everything he knows about everyone and everything he knows, desperate to remember his own identity, even without his hair.

He stays in the necroworld for a few more years, acting as Toross’s guardian prince, like efrim. Those are some of the worst years of his life, as Naz’s temperature decreases due to dofus fevers and a lack of actual food besides wakfu.

He gains a hunger for wakfu, and when he goes into the upper world, often kills his prey after draining their wakfu, consuming every part of them save for their bones.

Basically, he completely reverts to being feral. When toross decides to attack the sadida kingdom and eliatrope herself, Naz is right by his side, attacking anyone and everyone who isn’t a necrome.

Myn had only recently recovered & been let out of eliatrope’s hair when yugo returns, & she tries to help him get comfortable. She doesn’t know where Naz is, & she & Adamai have bonded over their shared loss, and when yugo comes back, they both dare to hope that Naz had returned.

They both have to realize that he had willingly decided to stay behind, as he didn’t feel he could atone for what he’d done to Yugo. When the necromes attack, she comes with Yugo to fight toross and find Naz.

This is where things get tricky, as I’m still figuring out the lore for myn, but , Eventually, Naz is pushed into a portal, and returns to the world of twelve, slipping into a coma from the nature of his imprisonment, where he sleeps for months on end.

Eventually, he recovers though, and leans on Adamai enough to be able to attend Yugo and Amalia’s wedding, and eventually become the Sadida-Eliatrope’s head general.

During this time, him and Adamai grow closer again, and eventually, Naz proposes in a playful sparring match, and they get married. 

And that is the story thus far! I’ll update it when I have more! i hope you enjoyed!