#sort d'amour

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[bahabaki]

RENDRE SON AMOUREUX FIDELE .

L'amour est un bien précieux avec lequel il ne fait jamais s'amuser. Il est comme un œuf et quand cela se casse, il ne se ramasse plus. Mais pour que cela ne se casse pas tout dépendra de vous car l'amour se protège. En conséquence, il est bon de fidéliser votre mari ou votre femme. En fidélisant votre mari ou femme :

*Il sera à vous et à vous seule

*Il ou elle écoutera tout ce que vous lui direz

*Vous vivrez un amour éternel avec lui ou avec elle

*Plus personne ne lui plaira au dehors...

Celui chez qui il faut faire cela et bien est le plus célèbre marabout guérisseur du monde et de l'Afrique.

Nom: Bah Abaki Mail: magievaudoun@gmail.com Site: https://retourdamour.me.ma/ Tél/ WhatsApp: +229 69553390

[dotster001]

La Chasseur d'Amour , Chapter One

Summary: Rook x gn!reader. You vanished just as quickly as you appeared. But Rook will find his love.

A/N:I know what you all are thinking. "Dot, don't you have like ten other series You've started and haven't finished yet?" Yes, and shut up 😂

CW:therapy, discussions of trauma (it's not real, but just in case), self gaslighting

Chapters: Two Three Four Five

As you crossed the stage for your NRC Graduation, and received your diploma from a very proud, very tearful, Crowley, you made eye contact with Rook. He was the photographer for the graduation, obviously, because Crowley wasn't going to hire someone he couldn't guilt into pro bono. 

His eyes twinkled with delight as you grinned at him, and he shot a picture. You always looked good in pictures he took. He said it was because you could see his love for you in the photo. And, at this point, you were inclined to believe him. 

Your friends who had been there since the beginning cheered raucously, even Jack, who had been against obnoxious cheering when Ace had suggested it. 

You shot them a smile, and then the floor fell out from under you, and all you saw was black.

5 years later….

"There's these twins," you said, eyes closed, and searching for lost memories.

"What do they look like?" Your therapist asked, taking some notes.

"They're tall, and they have blue hair."

It'd taken two years for you to accept that Twisted Wonderland wasn't real. You had to be thankful to your therapist for her patience. Your parents certainly weren't as patient with you as she was.

"One is serious, and the other is kind of goofy…like he marches to the beat of his own drum."

The hospital had suggested therapy the moment you started talking about magic. They told your parents that the trauma you had gone through, during your kidnapping, had lead to you creating a fictional world to protect yourself in.

"What does the serious one do?"

"I think he eats mushrooms…"

Your therapist had gently waited for you to be willing to give up the illusion on your own. Your parents hadn't, though. The colder the case got, the more they pushed for you to remember any details.

Again, your therapist was patient. Both of you had figured overblots were particularly traumatic moments, so you hadn't touched them yet. For now you were sorting through memories to see if anything coincided with the real world.

"I think the goofy one likes hugs, and shrimp…"

"That's an odd combo. And what do we say about odd combos?"

"Probably important, ha ha."

The problem was, just like with real memories, over the course of five years the memories of Twisted Wonderland had started to fade. It was harder to pick them apart because you couldn't be sure what you properly remembered.

"They both eat octopus."

"The twins?"

"Uh huh."

You had one clear memory. A man with emerald eyes, and blond hair, who often wore a silly hat. Rook. That was his name. Everytime he looked at you, you felt so loved and safe. So many of your "memories" revolved around him.

"Anything else?"

"That's all I have today, I'm sorry."

Which is why you never told your therapist about him. You were, in full honesty, terrified. Because if so many of your "memories" revolved around him, it probably meant that…

"I don't think either of the twins were the ones who took you, but we'll definitely talk about them later. Now open your eyes and slowly bring yourself back to me."

You followed the instructions, squinting in the sudden burst of light, and slowly sat up from the couch you were laying on.

"Good work today," your therapist smiled warmly. "I'll see you next week, Y/N."

You were such a coward. This might all be over if you weren't so terrified of losing him.

….

"This one isn't it," Rook said firmly, staring at a mirror portal.

"How can you be so sure?" Vil asked in exasperation.

"I don't feel Y/N in there," he said before turning back to his table full of viles, making a quick note, and resuming his prior work of mixing different potions.

"Rook, I'm saying this as a friend. It's time to let go."

"You know I can't do that," Rook muttered under his breath.

"Rook!" He grabbed him by the shoulders, forcing him to look at him. "I came to visit you because we're all worried, and you need to hear someone say it. It's time to let go of Y/N."

Rook shoved him away.

"Roi du poison, with all due respect-"

"Rook, when was the last time you ate-"

"I'll eat later-"

"When is later?"

Rook slammed the potion he was working on down on the table.

"You don't understand what it's like!" He shouted. "I can feel them! I just…I just need the bridge to make the final push!" 

He hastily grabbed a pile of books, and stacked them into stairs. He laid a piece of paper at the base of the stairs, drawing a circle.

"This is us."

He placed another piece of paper at the top of the stack.

"That's where Y/N is. The closest portal I've come to is," he placed a paper on the book step right below the top, "here. So I just need to work with that potion. Just a couple more tweaks-"

"How can you possibly even know that!" Vil shouted. "you don't even go through any of them, how do you know it's not where Y/N is?"

"My signature spell-"

"And that's another thing! You're not keeping how much blot you produce in check! You've been at this five years! It's not good for you!"

"I'm so close," Rook muttered, adding an ingredient to his vile.

"Are you? What if you go through the portal and Y/N has moved on?"

Rook threw the potion at the mirror, instantly creating a shimmering pink portal. He stared awestruck.

"That's it."

....

Tag list- @shytastemakerthing @eccedentesiast-sapphic @leoll @stygianoir

[octoberbluegates-fr]

Les six contes du solstice d'été sont bientôt terminés!

Click here for the english poll

Nous y sommes enfin! Les contes sont écrits et seront publiés la semaine prochaine en autoédition ^^ Il ne reste plus qu'à décider de quelle histoire sera le bonus, et pour cela, je vous laisse choisir!

Un très rapide résumé des contes pour vous aider :

Pas de repos pour le soleil

Un jeune sorcier jette un sort au soleil pour que le jour dure tous les jours aussi longtemps qu'au solstice d'été

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La couronne de fleurs et les sept roussalki

L'histoire d'amour d'une princesse et des sept jeunes filles qui la comprenaient le mieux, inspirée du folklore d'Europe de l'Est

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Le vampire qui se languissait du soleil

Un malheureux vampire, guidé par une gentille sorcière, part à la recherche du soleil qui ne le brûlera pas

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Les gâteaux au miel

Une petite fille, en rentrant chez elle le soir du solstice, est très heureuse de découvrir le royaume des fées.

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Le soleil qui ne se levait pas

Trois sorcières partent à la recherche du coq magique capable de réveiller le Roi Chêne.

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Le chat d'Hélios

Comment Hélios reçut et perdit son chat bien-aimé qui était un peu trop bon chasseur.

[beyescollector]

PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT

My birthday is in August 1st, and thus I would kindly ask you to send me kisses, best wishes, asks, art and bruises that I will post on that day. This one has been a ROUGH year and I would certainly like some love.

I will also start reblogging in my queue all my nudes. You can unfollow me now, I won't apologize for the spam. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.

Be well 😊

INFORMATION D'INTÉRÊT PUBLIC

Mon anniversaire cest le 1er Août ! Je voudrais vous inviter à m'envoyer tout sorte de messages, des questions, de l'art, vous souhaits, des bleus,etc. Celle-ci a été une année éprouvante et j'aurais besoin d'un peu d'amour.

Je vais également remettre tous mes billets nu dans la file d'attente. Vous pouvez arrêter de me suivre maintenant, je ne vais pas demander pardon à cause du spam. VOUS AVEZ ÉTÉ AVERTIS.

Gros bisous

[jeanchrisosme]

Il y a toutes sortes d'amours et, à l'intérieur de chacun d'entre eux, une infinité de degrés et de paliers, qui s'appellent affection, adoration, attachement, inclination, tendresse, passion et le reste.

Jean Simard

[sabinerondissime]

Tellement d'amour qui se perd. Toute sorte d'amour...

[jamie-007]

Douce soirée ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ 💕

Elle sort de la salle de bain, ajuste sa serviette, les cheveux encore mouillés, la peau perlée d'eau.

- Dis, à quoi tu penses quand tu me regardes comme ça ?

Il sourit.

- A rien, je te regarde, c'est tout.

- Et qu'est ce que tu vois ?

- Tu paraîs si heureuse chaque matin.

- C'est parce que je me réveille à tes côtés et que dans tes yeux, je lis l'amour.

Et ça me donne envie de chanter et de danser. Et de sourire aussi, comme ça, pour rien.

Parce que nous ce n'est pas une simple histoire d'amour.

Nous, c'est de l'amour dans une belle histoire.

Et tous les jours c'est comme un conte qui commencerait par "il était une fois",

Mais c'est beaucoup plus que ça, c'est "notre fois".

- Tu es si forte et si fragile à la fois et je ne sais pas si c'est la rêveuse madone ou l'envoûtante diablesse que je préfère en toi.

- Tu ne peux séparer les deux, je suis comme ça et...

Laissant glisser la serviette sur le sol.

- Je suis toute à toi...

JM ♥️

[kilfeur]

Ce qu'un enfant ferait pour ses parents

Lors de l'épisode 8 de la saison 3, Rayla décide de rester à la flèche de tempête pour payer le prix de la faute de ses parents et Callum voit sa raison de rester comme une fierté. Dans l'épisode 9 de la saison 6, Callum a fait un bracelet de phoenix de lune pour qu'elle puisse revenir dans le monde des vivants. Dans le nid de Zubeia, Callum a utilisé un sort de lune pour connaître la vérité sur ce qui s'est passé ! C'est grâce cette information que Rayla a pu dire que c'est grâce à ses parents que l'oeuf est en sécurité et qu'ils ont pu le ramener à sa mère. Malheureusement, elle se sépare d'eux et bien que ça lui brise le coeur. Ses parents comprennent mais ils savent qu'elle aura une bonne vie. Ce qui contraste avec Claudia qui retrouve Viren car elle a besoin qu'elle lui montre le bon chemin, que c'est grâce lui, qu'elle a pu se construire. Mais Terry essaie de la raisonner car un mort ne peut pas donner de réponses. Viren était son phare qui s'est éteint dans les flammes.

Rayla décide de sauver Runaan lui rappelant qui il était, l'assassin mais aussi le père qui l'a élevée. Et par son amour et celui d'Ethari, elle le ramène dans le monde des vivants auprès de Callum. Tandis que Claudia en apprenant le passé d'un père aimant sa défunte fille. Cela lui permet de retrouver l'amour nécessaire, celui malsain et auto destructeur, pour exécuter le sort. Encore une fois leurs amours envers leurs parents se confrontent à nouveau (J'en parle plus ici). Rayla peut enfin tourner la page concernant ses parents. Elle avait quitté Callum pour traquer Viren, qualifiant même de vengeance dans la saison 4 pour avoir des réponses concernant sa famille. Alors que Claudia qui voit son modèle détruit, elle trouve du réconfort avec Aaravos en sympathisant avec sa peine. Quand à Terry, il trouve que cette histoire d'amour est devenu tordu par la suite. Aaravos la manipule en choisissant les bons mots pour décrire Leola mais aussi Viren. Il le qualifie d'un père aimant, un grand homme qui était prêt à tout sacrifié quitte à être mal compris. Ce qui se complète avec la phrase "peu importe si c'est ignoble ou dangereux".

En parlant avec mon ami, il trouve qu'il y a un contraste entre ces deux là, sur comment elles gèrent leurs deuils :

Claudia a longtemps été dans le déni en étant obsédé de ressusciter son père que quand ce dernier voit toute les erreurs qu’il a faite et qu'il décide d’en subir les conséquences, dans la paranoïa, sa fille croit que tout le monde l’abandonne pour au final essayer d’accepter la vérité.

Rayla se résigne à la mort de ses parents au début car elle les voyait comme des traîtres. Avant que Claudia lui donne les pièces deux ans plus tard pour qu'au final elle accepte qu'ils se soient sacrifiés en héros. Ramener ses parents aurait été égoïste de la part de Rayla, alors qu'Ethari attend toujours le retour de Runnan. Donc au final c’est Claudia qui a agit par égoïsme et Rayla par abnégation.

What would a child do for their parents

In episode 8 of season 3, Rayla decides to stay at the storm spire to pay the price for her parents' wrongdoing, and Callum sees her reason for staying as pride. In episode 9 of season 6, Callum made a moon phoenix bracelet so she could return to the world of the living. In Zubeia's nest, Callum used a moon spell to learn the truth about what happened! With this information, Rayla was able to say that it was thanks to her parents that the egg was safe and that they were able to return it to his mother. Unfortunately, she's parting ways with them and although it breaks her heart. Her parents understand, but they know she'll have a good life. This contrasts with Claudia, who finds Viren because she needs him to show her the right path, that it's thanks to him that she's been able to build herself. But Terry tries to reason with her, because a dead man can't give answers. Viren was her lighthouse, which was consumed by flames.

Rayla decides to save Runaan, reminding him of who he was, the murderer but also the father who raised her. And through her love and that of Ethari, she brings him back to the world of the living, back to Callum. Claudia, on the other hand, learns of the past of a father who loved his deceased daughter. This allows her to regain the love she needs - the unhealthy, self-destructive love - to carry out the spell. Once again, their love for their parents collides (more on that here). Rayla can finally turn the page on her parents. She had left Callum to track down Viren, even calling it vengeance in season 4 to get answers about her family. While Claudia sees her role model destroyed, she finds comfort in Aaravos, sympathizing with his grief. As for Terry, he finds the love affair twisted in the aftermath. Aaravos manipulates her by choosing the right words to describe both Leola and Viren. He calls him a loving father, a great man who was ready to sacrifice everything even if it meant being misunderstood. This is complemented by the phrase “no matter how vile or dangerous”.

Talking with my friend, he finds that there's a contrast between the two of them, in terms of how they deal with grief:

Claudia has long been in denial, obsessed with bringing her father back to life, but when he sees all the mistakes he's made and decides to face the consequences, in paranoia, her daughter believes that everyone has abandoned her, and finally tries to accept the truth.

Rayla resigns herself to her parents' death at first, seeing them as traitors. Then, two years later, Claudia gives her the coins, and she finally accepts that they sacrificed themselves as heroes. Bringing back her parents would have been selfish on Rayla's part, while Ethari is still waiting for Runnan's return. So in the end it was Claudia who acted out of selfishness and Rayla out of self-sacrifice.

[sammyjomcl]

Bonjour!

Je passe par ici pour vous parler de Memory of Souls, un visual novel qui sort demain !

Nine a fait des jeu pour Beemoov pendant des années dont le visual novel Le Secret d'Henri 1 et 2. J'avais beaucoup aimé Henri! Et y avait de l'amour 🥰🥰🥰

Nine a pris son envol et travaille sur son nouveau visual novel depuis pas mal de temps maintenant.

J'ai joué à la bêta, qui représente le premier chapitre du jeu. Il faut préciser que Nine a ses protagonistes en tête depuis de nombreuses années ! Arthur et Élise seront au centre de l'histoire qui va toucher à la fantaisie et, bien entendu, à l'amour.

Le premier chapitre pose les bases : On rencontre les personnages, on commence doucement à comprendre qui est qui.

Il faut aussi noter que Nine a énormément travaillé ses dessins; tout est super détaillé! Et le tout, en musiques.

Il y a pas mal de choix à faire dans le jeu, qui détermineront certaines scènes. Du coup, si on aime le jeu on peut facilement se prendre à refaire un chapitre pour changer des choix.

J'ai hâte de voir comment la relation d'Arthur et Élise va évoluer!

Nine stresse beaucoup car ce jeu est le fruit d'un long travail parti d'une histoire qui s'est développée en elle depuis très longtemps. Si jamais vous passez sur insta, allez lui faire coucou!

Et demain ça se passe ici:

https://www.instagram.com/nineland_officiel?igsh=MWQ1NXA1YjV6enh1Ng==

[rendy-a]

Holiday Traditions with your Pomefiore Househusband

It’s a Househusband AU fic!  There is just something soft about thinking of your fav as a devoted spouse, waiting for you when you get home.  Please enjoy these small musings about Househusbands.

Vil enjoys choosing a new theme each year and going all out to decorate the house for the holidays.    Like a grand celebrity party, Vil plans the details over weeks to source proper decorations, food and clothing.  Sometimes its even large furniture items that get changed up.  No detail is too large or small for Vil!

Several days leading up to the big reveal, you may be instructed firmly not to go into certain rooms of the house.   He may be retired from the stage, but he is still a showman at heart.  There is no audience he wants to get a reaction out of more than you!  So, won’t you allow him the satisfaction of a big reveal?  That means no sneak peeks!

When every piece of the plan is in place, he’ll wait for you to go to work before starting.  By the time you get home, the whole house is transformed into a themed holiday paradise.  Do let him meet you at the door and show you around.  He has worked so hard to make it perfect, please don’t be shy, let him know what a good job he has done.

As cold as it is, you see your husband Vil waiting outside for you to get home.  You know that today is the big day, and he is excited to see your reaction to every part of the house; that starts with the front door.  You collect your welcome-home kiss and gesture for him to start your traditional holiday tour.  This year’s theme is red and gold, Vil explains as he starts you off at the holiday wreath bedecked in red baubles and gold ribbon. 

Vil holds your hand as he escorts you around the house, pointing out tiny details that may escape your attention.  The pattern on that cloth is a traditional motif from the Shaftlands.  The spices used to scent the potpourri are from the Scalding Sands.  You also look each year for where he has incorporated the Pomefiore dorm symbol.  Vil is awful sentimental about your time together at Night Raven College and likes to remember the old dorm; its where he met you, after all!  This year, you find an ornament carved from applewood on the tree.  You wonder if it was a gift from Epel.

Your tour ends in the master bedroom where you take in a new set of linens adorning the bed.  The thick comforter is in shades of red and gold and reminds you of something you’ve seen before.  “Vil, are these stage curtains?”  He looks at you and asks if you remember that show he was in several years ago.  “The stage designer owed me a favor, so I thought I’d have this surprise prepared for you.”  You give him a seductive smile.  “Well Mr. Schoenheit, I wonder what sort of show you have planned for such a fine stage.”  A knowing smile is all the answer you get.

Rook can’t be content with giving his precious spouse just one gift for the holiday.  You’ll find secret gifts left all over the house for you.  There may be a box of chocolates tucked in your shoe before heading to work.  A book of poems under your pillow.  One year, you do your spring cleaning and find a jewelry box tucked in the couch cushions.  He could have told you, but he says the surprise is part of the gift.

The forest is a second home to your hunter husband, so it’s no surprise that he brings the forest home for the holidays.  There are boughs of pine all around your living space.  The scent of fresh cut pine scents your space and gives it that holiday sparkle.

Of course, the real highlight of the season for Rook is mistletoe.  For the self-proclaimed Le chasseur d'amour, nothing beats luring your spouse under the mistletoe for a sweet kiss.  That’s why Rook keeps no fewer than 3 sprigs of mistletoe in the house at all times.  He moves it around frequently; you never know when he’ll pop up at your side to announce you’ve fallen into his amorous trap.

You were running behind this morning, which always gets you frazzled.  You rush out of your bedroom to the kitchen to grab the lunch Rook has prepared for you to eat at work.  “Mon ange, have you forgotten something?”  You jump at his voice, right at your side.  “I’m sorry dearest, I’m so late today,” you say as you lean over to give him a quick peek on the cheek.  “I’ll make sure I give you a proper kiss next time.”  He smiles at you indulgently.  “I will look forward to that mon amour, but I am speaking of your scarf.”  Oh!  You dash off into your office to grab the missing garment. 

You tie the scarf securely about your next and give yourself one last run-down.  Keys, check! Lunch, check! Coat, check!  All set to go.  You open the door and head outside at last.  “Mon ange!” you hear your husband call out.  You turn to see what he has brought you this time, as you are sure you’ve forgotten something else.  Instead, you see Rook pointing up to where he has secured a bundle of mistletoe above you.  You start to form an apology about how you really don’t have time for that kiss now but before you can speak the words, Rook takes action. 

A hand finds its way to the small of your back and another on your shoulder.  With a sweeping twist, he swings you into a deep dip and places a toe-curling kiss on your lips.  You’re left breathless and gasping by the time your lips part.  “Ah,” you pant, “well, I guess I might have had time for one last kiss after all.” Rook smiles indulgently at you before pulling you back up and sending you on your way to work.  Then he sweeps off his hat and gives a small bow to your neighbor, who seems more taken aback by the sudden production than you.  ‘Oh well, what’s a little more neighborhood gossip?’ you think as you head off to work.  Your fingers lightly brushing your lips and the ghost of your last magnificent kiss.  That will get you through your day.

The holidays get Epel to thinking about family and thinking about family always gets him to thinking about apples.  Don't be surprised to see a sudden jump in the number of carved apples around the house.  Reindeer, snowflakes, stars…whatever catches his fancy.  He might even get crafty some afternoon and dry decorative apple slices to incorporate into your wreaths and garlands. 

Epel is also a fan of popcorn garlands.  Being from such a small town, he isn’t used to going out to a store to buy decorations, he prefers to make them instead.  Sometimes they are straight white kernels and other times he’ll treat them with sugar syrups to give them festive colors.  He’ll string them up while you are at work but, if you want, he’d also be delighted to have his spouse sit down and help them with them.  He says there is just something special about doing a project with your darlin’.

Epel’s favorite holiday tradition though is holiday movies!  Every week, he’ll wait for the end of your workday to pull you over to the couch for a marathon.  He sets you both up on a blanket his me-maw crocheted for you as a wedding gift.  When you are wrapped up tight, it’s movie time!  You always pick classics, like Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer.  Epel picks the same movie every year, Die Hard.  He swears it’s a holiday movie!  Its set in December, after all!  You indulge him in his action movie.

You walk in the door, tired from a long day’s work, and you are tackled in an embrace by your husband, Epel.  “Welcome home!” he shouts, giving you a smacking kiss.  “I hope you are ready for this because I’ve got everything all planned out!”  He takes your jacket and lets you remove your shoes and such yourself.  Then he drags you into the living room, eager to get the night started. 

On the table in front of the TV is a HUGE bowl of popcorn with a smaller bowl of dried apple slices beside it.  There is also a pizza and some plates.  Epel sees the pizza and gives a start, like he wasn’t the one who had ordered the pizza in the first place.  “Eh, well…you don’t mind, I hope, but I was too busy making all the popcorn to cook.” You assure him that pizza is just fine as you give him a kiss on the cheek.  With that, you settle in for your movie night and popcorn-garland making session. 

Epel is excited about the movie and enjoys keeping his hands busy with the craft but honestly, you’ve had a long day and are getting sleepy.  Stringing popcorn while sleepy isn’t the best combination.  As you start nodding off, you prick yourself on the finger.  “Ouch,” you mumble quietly.  Epel decides to cut you off and gently takes your half-finished string from you.  You put up a token effort to insist you can tough it out but are secretly happy when Epel declares you are done.  You smile and pull the blanket closer around you both as Epel goes about his crafts and you lean your head on his shoulder. 

When the exciting climax of the movie starts, Epel turns to remind you that this is the good part! and sees that you are out like a light.  He chuckles to himself and sets his garland aside.  Then he puts a pillow in his lap and lays you down instead.  Taking care of his spouse is far more important than finishing some silly garland.  Plus, when the movie is done, he’ll get to remind you how strong he is by carrying you to bed.  Now he has something even better to look forward to than the end of his favorite movie.

[thepatchworkcreature]

A comforting sort of darkness

Inspired by Salut d'Amour Op.12 by @absoluteminimum

This is one of my all time favourite fics and I've wanted to draw something for it since I first read it. I must have read this fic a dozen times in the last year and it has completely ruined my brain

I highly recomend the fic and everything else they've written, it's all wonderfull

[arcadia-of-pluto]

☆Milky-Way Corner☆

Hey guys! I thought this would be a nice way to make a more...evenly (?) formatted masterlist or sorts.

So in this essay I will...

This is just a nice compilation of everything, but also including my mini introduction and details on my ask section and future projects!

So, first things first, hi. It's me, your boy—

The name's Pluto, or just Abby if you're more comfortable with a "normal" sounding name. You can use either, to be honest. I'm twenty-three at the time of writing this (2024).

I'm afab non-binary, so born a female but I don't really care how I'm addressed.

I don't really think adding my sexuality here matters, but right up-front I'm demisexual, which basically means (at least for me) that you're only sexually attracted to people whom you've formed an emotional bond with. So you can't just find a stranger on the street and go "let's bang" or "hey, date me". It's both sexually and romantically my mind-state (but also commitment issues– that's a different can of worms though).

Other than being demi, I'm also bi with a masc preference (I've said i was pan for the longer, but I'm going to be honest here...My definition of attractive is just hot masc people. So I'm either one with a masc preference. Regardless of your gender, if you're masc, I'm chill).

(You're going to see this ^ divider a lot, I apologize but I really like it)

Now on the the asks portion of this!

So my asks (which I called "The Fields of Asphodel" to keep on with my theme) are for whatever you want, if I'm honest.

If you're going to request a certain type of dribble or even mini-oneshot idea, please be respectful and if I can think of something to write for it, I'll definitely do it!

If you do make a request, just be patient. It may take a few days after your ask, since I do have a job and I tend to be pretty forgetful, and will put off stuff until I can no longer push them aside.

I will write 18+ requests, but i do have limits. Also, if you're under 18, i won't tell you what you can and cannot read, however...Just don't comment on a smut and say "I'm reading this and blah blah", you know? I won't police underaged people who read smut, because I was a kid at one point and I also read smut when I clearly wasn't supposed to, so I don't see the problem with it. Just don't let me know, because I will feel uncomfortable.

Anyway, right, the limits.

So, I won't write anything with watersports (so golden showers, scat, etc.), i find it difficult to write a dom reader so it's not a limit but this is more so a "i can't do this", I won't do a mommy kink (sorry to all yall mommys out there), knife play is a limit when it comes to physically hurting the reader (but if it's just cutting clothes off then that's fine), I'd like to add action as a limit (by this i mean fighting scenes, i can't write them to save my life), angst is okay but I won't do major character deaths (this just means I won't do the reader or any love interest dying, even if they're not the main character of the request) — any angst i write will have a happy ending because I don't like hurting my characters but I can make you cry <3, I also find it difficult to write yanderes (but i will try), and, honestly, I can't think of much else right now but if I discover anymore, I'll come back to this to add them to it!

Other than that, I do want to say that none of my writing is discontinued so far! I may not be currently working on stuff, but it's still in the back of my mind and I will write it eventually. 💜

Now, finally, the masterlist for the masterlist!

Main Masterlist

Twist of Fate Masterlist

^ ToF Future Plans

Strings of Fate Masterlist

Divisa Masterlist

Drabbles Masterlist

aeternus eternus (fated) mini-series Masterlist

tropes d'amour (tropes) mini-series Masterlist

My Fated and Trope series's are described more in depth here, along with other stuff I probably haven't mentioned!

And to make it easier to find, here's the excerpt for Zayne's trope and if I find Rafayel's excerpt, I'll add it here!

Unnamed Future Projects

male! reader x LADS OT4 (this will be a possible series, but it could just be a one-off story)

A LADS Headcanons Masterlist (like what Pokémon team they'd have, etc. Because Rafayel would 110% have a Grafaiai and a Smeargle)

Vothad, Odura (this will be a separate project all on it's own. An original story with original gods, with some ties to other mythos of the world and Game of Thrones)

Other miscellaneous isekai type stories

Possibly some S-rank hunter/dungeon-y stories (think of the anime "Solo Leveling")

Possibly some BTS x readers in the future? 🤔

And that should be about it!

I hope no one got too excited thinking there was an update today...but also, ToF will be a little late this Friday, just because I didn't finish the next chapter and i won't have time to write it until the weekend.

However, I'll have more than enough time to post next week since I'll be off work for a week for Thanksgiving! I'll try my best to write as much as I can (while also chilling out and playing some games on the side), so hopefully I can have my tropes mini-series written and I can work on my fate one since it's the one I've been waiting for the most!

But also so I can update Divisa since I know it's been so long since the last update and I don't want people to forget about it.

Anyways, let me know if you want to hear more about anything and I'll be sure to reply! You can ask anonymously or not, though I'd hope you let me know who you are so you can know that you're appreciated! 💜

(I also don't know how to properly tag so I'm winging it 🤷🏻‍♀️)

Also, let me add that this is my only Tumblr account and I only repost my stories to my wattpad and AO3, which are under similar usernames!

[b-satela-star]

Mes premiers rituels

I Le sort d'amour et d'attraction

(from : pinterest)

Pour ce rituel, il est conseillé de le faire un vendredi de pleine lune ou de lune ascendante.

Vous aurez besoin :

Stylo rouge-rose

Papier vierge de type parchemin

Quelques plantes relatives au désir (rose, jasmin, cannelle, basilic)/des encens naturels

Des bougies rouges ou roses

Un chaudron (ou récipient pour une combustion)

Charbon à encens

Une divinité à honorer (relative à l'amour, la sexualité, le désir, le succès, ...)

Une formule* (exemple ci dessous)

D'espoir :)

Pour ma part j'honorerai ici Lilith en guise d'exemple, mais vous pouvez adapter la divinité à vos croyances, l'important est la sincérité de vos actes.

Comment procéder :

Allumer la bougie et inscrire le nom et prénom de la personne aimée sur la feuille. Puis inscrire son propre nom et prénom et entourer les tout 3 fois.

Plier le papier 3 fois puis inscrire un symbole lié à l'amour dessus.

Une fois le charbon allumé, faire brûler les plantes/encens et réciter la formule*, papier en mains et faire brûler intégralement. Il vous est possible de faire tomber quelques gouttes de cire de bougie pour sceller le sort.

Après que les cendres aient refroidi, vous devez les déposer au pied d'une rosier.

Pour ce qui est de la formule voici un exemple :

"Je vous invoque Lilith, ô déesse de la passion, de la liberté et du courage, faîte que ma labeur et mes efforts permettent à {ses noms} de venir à moi. Ouvrez pour moi le chemin de son coeur, de l'amour et du bonheur. Très sincèrement, prochainement et pour toujours, merci."

Gardez en tête que la démarche doit être personnelle et sincère :)

II Le sort pour appeler la chance

(from : pinterest)

Pour ce rituel, il est conseillé de le faire un jeudi de pleine lune ou de lune ascendante.

Vous aurez besoin :

1 pochon en tissu naturel

2 bougies vertes (ou une verte et l'autre liée à l'aspect (rouge-amour, jaune-famille, ...))

1 encens fait maison (pissenlit ou trèfle)

Du sel (de même, la couleur/variété représente un aspect)

Une feuille de laurier où il faudra inscrire d'un côté ses nom et prénom et de l'autre ses initiales (+éventuellement un chiffre lié à ce qu'on recherche (7 pour en général, 9 pour la famille)

Une pierre précieuse pour mettre dans le pochon (pyrite, ambre, agate, émeraude, béryl)

1 objet marquant (une pièce, un trèfle à 4 feuilles, un bijou)

1 papier avec un sigil/symbole/sceau de chance

Une ou plusieurs runes ou symboles de chance à inscrire sur ses mains avant le rituel.

Une formule* (+éventuellement une divinité à honorer)

Exemple de formule : "Uolo felicitatem in uita habere"

Pour ma part j'honore Fortuna, déesse de la chance et du destin.

Procédé :

Installation : Jambes non croisées dans une pièce suffisamment sombre.

Allumez les bougies et brûler les plantes/encens en récitant la formule (jusqu'à la fin du rituel).

Mettre dans le pochon dans l'ordre : sel puis laurier puis plantes (au moins 3 différentes) et enfin le minerais.

Ajoutez l'objet et le papier en même temps dans le pochon et le nouer 3 fois avec une corde naturelle.

Garder le pochon en mains et se concentrer (rien ne doit rester, seules les intentions et l'incantation) charger d'énergie grâce aux mains et déposer sur un symbole de géométrie sacrée (pentagramme, Métatron, Merkaba ... ).

Laisser charger 3 jours et 3 nuits puis vous pouvez garder le pochon sur vous ou dans un endroit comme votre chambre.

Bonne chance ;)

[frangipanilove]

The Love Apple and Agape

More On The Apple Symbolism in TWDU

@wdway shared something really interesting with me after my post on apple symbolism yesterday. In my post, I talked primarily about the apple symbolism around TWD 10x13 and TOWL, which of course were all Richonne-centered episodes. But as we know, there's plenty of apple references on the show, some are heavily tied up with TD/Bethyl stuff and thangs.

I just wanted to share @wdway's discovery because there were connections there that I hadn't been aware of, and maybe others will find it interesting as well.

@wdway has been talking about how the French sometimes refer to the tomato as a "love apple", "pomme d'amour" for years, and she suggested that just as the Apple iPhone is synonymous with the apple symbolism in some cases, one could say that in other cases, tomatoes could also be synonymous with apple symbolism.

And for TD, this is particularly interesting in light of episodes 4x12 Still and 4x13 Alone, where we saw cans of tomato sause several times:

As we know, Beth and Daryl's time in the funeral home was paralleled with Sasha and Bob's budding romance, and they had the same type of tomato sauce can-on-strings symbolism around them.

One thing that was completely new to me was that the number "26", seen here feature prominently on the front porch of the funeral home, has some really intriguing connotations to it:

@wdway had discovered years ago that the number "26" corresponds with the word "agape" in the Bible:

Strong's concordance refers to an index over words in the original Greek and Hebrew languages in the Bible, and word number 26 is "agape", which means "love"...

Do with that what you will...

...but I'm inclined to side-eye that HEAVILY! Beth and Daryl's shelter, literally marked with a number that means "love"...?

Keep in mind that while Daryl is arranging the can-on-string alarm system with the cans of tomato sauce, or should I say "love apple-sauce"...

...he gets a visit from the one-eyed dog, the "celestial being", the "heavenly beast with a star in its eye, as poet Robert Frost would have said:

I've talked about how Sirius symbolism is resurrection symbolism in many posts, how it tells a story of reunion, resurrection and rebirth, and in yesterday's post I elaborated on how apple symbolism ties into the same themes of reunion, resurrection and rebirth. Keep that in mind as I remind you that the French call tomatoes "love apples".

So, we have cans of "love apple-sause", directly underneath a large number "26", which means "love" on Beth and Daryl's shelter for the night , and we have a Sirius dog that heralds reunion, resurrection and rebirth.

And, speaking of tomato sauce as "love apple-sauce"...

As @danaredbeard commented on my apple post from yesterday, Aaron actually brought apple sause when trying to recruit TF in 5x10 Them. We saw that in the episode after, when Rick forced him to eat it to prove it wasn't poisoned:

Aaron wasn't personally a fan of apple sauce, but he "argeed" (under some pressure, but still...) to eat a spoon-full to demonstrate that it was safe for human consumption.

Aaron ultimately came with an offer of a new start for TF in Alexandria, a "rebirth"...

...and it came at a time when they needed it the most...

Aaron came with "good news", as though he was spreading the literal Gospel:

And as every TD'er ever will remember, what happend next was a "resurrection” of sorts:

The broken music box responded to Aaron's "good news" by spontaniously resurrecting...

There's actually one more thing, and interestingly, it ties into themes of "good news" and "Gospel":

Yes, it turns out that the number "26" also represents the Hebrew word for God, "Yahweh".

I didn't know any of this, so thanks @wdway for sharing. Hopefully someone else will also find it interesting.

@wdway also has thoughts on how the apple symbolism relates to the story about Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden, and a certain apple there that caused quite a stir. We did see symbolism relating to that in TWDDD:

That's probably a post for a different day, but I did touch on in in this post from last year.

Finally, I thought I'd add a little tidbit of my own, something I discovered some time ago, which actually does relate to all the canned tomato/love-apple sauce stuff.

Take a look at the can of tomato sauce/love apple-sause in this shot, right next to the wine bottle (cough *ethanol* cough):

I'd say thats a number 10 can:

Could it be that these cans we see all the time in TWDU are convoluted references to the number 10?

Everyone who's been in TD for any length of time know how we obsess over the 10:10 Slabtown clock seen behind Beth and Dr. Edwards here:

There are plenty of theories on what those numbers on that clock means, here's a recent theory of mine that touches on the subject (X).

Anybody's guess is as good as mine, but some obvious interpretations include 10 as in Roman Numeral X, which obviously is a cross, which obviously is resurrection symbolism. An "X" is also obviously an iteration of a cross such as the one found on the back of the Grady cars, which again ties the symbolism around crosses/X’s directly to Beth.

I also personally love the "X" as in the branding mark Daryl and Michonne suffered in season 9:

Interestingly, in Daryl's case the X seen next to his already existing scars, forms Roman Numerals X II, which could be a foreshadow of episode 10x11 Morningstar. I've explained why that is interesting here, and I also touched on it here. Long story short, "Morningstar", among other things, refers to Revelation 22.16, in which Christ is called the Morning Star. So again, there's resurrection symbolism all over the place.

And while we're on the subject of Morning Stars, I have to mention the Sirius symbolism and the Venus symbolism we keep seeing, as Venus and Sirius are both referred to as Morningstars.

Also, the kind of branding Michonne and Daryl experienced, is technically a form of cauterization, which I discussed here.

Read more about the cauterization and the symbolism around fire and how it relates to a "cure" here, here and here.

And for anyone looking forward to TWDDD season 2, it's reassuring to see that the apple symbolism is alive and well over in France as well:

[rayondelun3]

Sting ? STING ? JE HURLE C'ÉTAIT BIEN STING !!!!!! PUTAIN MAIS LA TUERIE C'EST QUOI CETTE SÉRIE DE MALADE LÀ ????? DINGUERIE JE HURLE LÀ J'VAIS PAS M'EN REMETTRE SA MÈRE LA PUTAIN DE SES MORTS. JE CHIALE MA RACE À L'INTÉRIEUR. MEILLEUR DUO JE VEUX RIEN SAVOIR.

Silco putain je t'aime. Jinx ma chérie toi et moi we are fucking sadly the same. Putain. Silco meilleur père j'en ai rien à foutre. Jamais il aurait donné Jinx. J'le sais. Jamais il aurait donné Jinx. Putain Silco. Silco t'as raison Jinx est parfaite t'as failli me mettre les larmes enculé. Silco putain... Jinx putain... Comment elle va vivre avec ça ma bichette ? Même s'il la rassuré en agonisant et tout en mode « c'est pas ta faute » et tout plus belle déclaration d'amour. Il aura essayé de la protéger jusqu'au bout. Putain. SILCO JE REFUSE MAIS EN MÊME TEMPS C'EST TROP BIEN QU'ELLE T'AIT TUÉ. Putain. J'écoute la musique en boucle je HURLE PUTAIN. Putain... J'me répète mais putain. Wah. Et cette musique là c'est pour me tuer.

J'ai dit à mon père c'est la première j'en ai rien à foutre des personnages gays + la masc me sort par les yeux il m'a dit ah ouais à ce point ? J'ai dit bah oui la salope elle a abandonné sa petite sœur ! Connasse ! Et mon père normal « ah oui c'est pour ça... » parce que évidemment j'ai fait un transfert jamais JAMAIS J'ABANDONNERAI LIAM LA VIE DE MA MÈRE OK ELLE A BUTÉ LA TEAM MAIS OUESH C'EST UNE GAMINE T'ES LA GRANDE SŒUR ET TU L'ABANDONNE J'EN AI RIEN À FOUTRE J'ESPÈRE QUE VI VA CREVER ELLE ME CASSE LES COUILLES SI ELLE AVAIT PAS FAIT ÇA JINX AURAIT PAS AUTANT SOUFFERT. Bref je m'emporte. Je relate tellement sur Jinx ça m'inquiète. Je suis au bout de ma vie. Je hurle. Vraiment la chanson me tue de l'intérieur mais j'aime trop.