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wanderingsimsfinds · 1 year ago
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WanderingSims Fave CC - Clutter Pt. 2 List
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32 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Kaihana Onyx Set Decorative Box Candle
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36 - Over-waxedBanister - 4t3 MXIMS Soy Candle
38 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 Leosims Free September 2023 Content Venus Books
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41 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 KerriganHouseDesigns Ralph Lauren Hurricane Candle
49 - Mutske - Aria Study 6 Books (TSR)
50 - Over-waxedBanister - 4t3 Gleamer Isobel Wall Shelf
51 - Onyx - Gibsonton Pillow Storage (TSR)
52-53 - SimsDeoGloria - 4t3 Pierism Oak House Large Leather Shelf & Narrow Leather Shelf
54-55 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 MintyJinx VHS Set (Player & Player with Items)
56 - Martassimsbook - 4t3 MeinKatz Platform Tray by Muuto
58 - LemyLou - Curtains Eyelet Long, Mid, Short
59 - kriss - Savoy Curtains L&R Sheer & Tieback Versions (TSR)
60 - SimsDeoGloria - 4t3 Pierisim Oak House Part 1 Dining Room (Curtains Large & Low)
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simstorian-blog · 9 months ago
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fuckzachariah · 22 days ago
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Zach was restless, blood racing, jumping under his inked sheath; the closer Alex and her fiancé seemed, the more agitated he became. Two truths existed within him, and he was sure Alex would echo the sentiment: he loved Kylie, but not even love, as pure and as easy as it could be, could hold a candle to what he knew existed between the two of them. There were no other two people in the world who could understand this nuance the way they did. He had agreed to see through his and Andrew’s business relationship, but had not necessarily sworn himself to angelicism while doing so. He had been so good for so long. Stability was nice, sobriety was safe, ordinary love was sweet. But nothing was he and Alex, together. He knew this. He was sure she did, too, but when Andrew hushed something sticky sweet in her ear and she giggled, flushed, Zach found himself ravenous to prove it to her. To hear her say it. His tongue anxiously folded between his lips as he avoided looking at them too long, those two tooth-sized divots pacifying him.
He was so mindful of Kylie, usually. He thought about her, considered her in most things he did. But with Alex, he was singular-minded. She was the only thing in the room to him, no matter what room that might be. Perhaps, then, she was right to caution him off of her. Perhaps it was only wise, to be wary around a man who would burn down any part of his life, or anyone else’s life, just to have her. Zach’s eyes canted back into his head as he luxuriated in the faint buzz of the champagne, attempting to temper himself into satisfaction with just enough without reaching for another. Though he’d claim otherwise, he did value Andrew’s faith in him, his limitless investment in him and his pursuits. To ruin a perfectly lovely, celebratory dinner by flying off the handle and over-indulging may not lend well to retaining this favor. His glass was re-filled with the soft stuff, and Zach swilled it listlessly, chucking the whole thing back in two gulps and pushing the flute away.
When he spoke, Alex kept her gaze downcast, but he was attuned to her body as though it were merely an extension of his own. The subtle shifting of her weight, the fleeting glances, the sharp breaths, the tension of her fingers around her crockery. Though his eyes remained serious, his lip twitched. He was under her skin, where he so adored to be. At Jennifer’s input, Zach’s mouth upturned in silent admittance, head cocking. “Something like that,” he humored. Kylie knocked into his side. He pushed his half-eaten plate away. Alex, Alex, Alex, his mind chanted like a hymnal. Look at me. And she did. There was a new sass to her, a hardness returned she had fought to find, and he received it welcomely. They were mirror images; as she leaned back in her seat, so did Zach, their gazes meeting squarely. Her brow arched, his smile loomed.
“Likely off somewhere, dreaming of me,” he countered lightly. The elevator, again. Her slow, hard heartbeat, a soft sigh in the red darkness. “Or maybe they’re nightmares. As long as they haven't forgotten what it was like, I don't really care.” His eyes rolled over the keen arc of her throat to her shoulder, the sharp dip of her collarbones. His stomach warmed. Kylie, pushing food around on her plate, gave a light snort. “Ryan and Eden could be here in 5 minutes flat, if you called them,” she argued, her bright eyes jumping around the table. She pulled the fork up to her mouth, the bare prongs dragging on her lower lip. “But I know there were others, I remember…” Her face slackened, memory cast back to their earliest early days. Before they were anything at all, when her heart was set on him and his heart was in a locked box under Alex's bed, inaccessible. When he’d woken up in the hospital, after the car crash, and Kylie had been at his side – who else was there? “A few girls, their cling-on boys. I guess they mostly scarpered eventually. Once the partying stopped.” She shrugged. Little did she know, Alex had been some corridors away, recovering from the very same incident. 
His circle, once a wide-casted net snatching up anyone he crossed paths with more than a couple of times, was now tight-knit and impenetrable. Ryan, Eden, Kylie, Loni. Everyone else he had either abandoned or they’d turned heed in fear when it all got too hard. And he’d had a little brother to look after, he didn’t have time for much else. He pulled a face, like grim acceptance, eyes passing over Alex. “I still know the ones who matter,” he posited sincerely, fixed on her face like it was the first time he'd seen it. “What about you?” he pivoted, a feigned veil of innocent ignorance affecting his tone. “What do you make of all this?” He gestured loosely to the room at large with a single, ringed digit. “After your history at – what was it you said, Luxe Lounge? – I’d think the big, cushy parties and knocking shoulders with walking wallets wouldn’t be your speed anymore.”
Zach and Kylie settled into their seats. The room seemed to collectively hold its breath, captivated by Hollywood’s royal couple. Alex studied the expressions of the onlookers, curiosity piqued by the layers behind their admiration. What were they really thinking? Everyone knew Zach’s history. His reputation as a playboy wasn’t exactly a secret. He had never acknowledged a public relationship, despite being sporadically photographed with a rotating roster of women, never the same one twice. That was, of course, until Alexandra Burton. Their time together had caused a stir, but his team had gone to great lengths to erase any trace of it. They had scrubbed the Internet clean, likely spending obscene amounts on hush money to cover their tracks. It was a calculated strategy, though not without its cracks. And now, here he was, unapologetically arm-in-arm with Kylie French, the stunning and enviable pop princess, parading their overly saccharine love story across every red carpet in Los Angeles.
To some, it reeked of a PR maneuver, a carefully constructed charade designed to rehabilitate his image. After all, Zach’s public persona had been marred by a string of controversies — a drug overdose, a near-fatal car accident, and a litany of reckless escapades. Kylie, with her angelic reputation and squeaky-clean record, had seemingly been cast as his savior, bathing him in a gilded light that dulled the tarnish of his past. It worked. He cleaned up his act, stayed on the straight and narrow, and adopted the role of doting boyfriend to music’s most beloved rising star. Ironically, his decision to take a backseat only made the world crave him more. Yet, there was another narrative whispered in certain circles. The possibility that their relationship wasn’t just a glossy PR stunt. Perhaps it was real. Kylie wasn’t just talented; she was a force to be reckoned with, the kind of woman who could do the impossible: take Zach off the market for good.
No one would have suspected that the real reason for Zach’s rehabilitation sat quietly to the right of the CEO, unknown, unassuming, and veiled in secrecy. Yet, despite his apparent devotion to his bubbly, golden-haired girlfriend, he seemed determined to stoke unresolved emotions in his former flame. Thankfully, her attention was drawn away by the rich timbre of Andrew’s voice as he addressed Zach once more. She turned toward him, immediately catching the subtle insinuation in his words. While the evening’s opening act required tradition, a seated dinner with a flowing river of champagne, Andrew had promised the night would transform into something far less restrained. The venue’s hidden speakeasy-style bar awaited, a retreat dressed up in sumptuous jewel tones, soft velvet, and the flickering glow of candles. Its fully stocked bar beckoned those willing to abandon decorum in favor of a little indulgence. Alex had already caught glimpses of the intimate space earlier, the possibilities of what might unfold stirring her curiosity. The anticipation of witnessing the inevitable mischief made her lips curl into the faintest of smirks. For now, she was content to play the observer.
Alex lifted her champagne flute, the delicate stem balanced between her slender fingers, and took a slow sip. Across the table, Kylie chattered about how events like this often brought out an unsavory side of Zach. Alex suppressed a quiet laugh, her lips grazing the rim of her glass as a single brow arched in silent agreement. Oh, she knew that side of him all too well. But did Kylie really? Another sip, and her glass was empty. A familiar warmth spread through her petite frame, starting at the crown of her head and cascading to the very tips of her toes. It loosened her muscles and likely her tongue. Alex’s gaze drifted toward Zach, her eyes tracing the faint swirls of ink that teased out from under his rolled-up sleeves. The overhead light glinted against the chain of his gold necklace, the same one that now dipped just below the neckline of his slightly unbuttoned shirt.
The sight stirred a memory: the cool weight of that chain brushing against her skin, a fleeting chill in the heat of his touch as he hovered over her. She blinked, forcing herself back to the present as her gaze continued upward, landing on his face. Impossibly handsome, even now. She wasn’t surprised to find him already watching her, a smug grin pulling at the corner of his lips. Her stomach tightened. It wasn’t the first time she’d caught him staring tonight, and it likely wouldn’t be the last. But now, her attention was on the faint smudge of baby-pink lipstick marking his cheek. The stain seemed to mock her, a physical reminder of the bubbly, tipsy blonde who had claimed her territory with a kiss. Alex’s warm expression cooled, her sharp features hardening as a wave of something bitter surged within her. She turned away from Zach, her focus snapping instead to Andrew.
She slid her hand into his, guiding it to her lap and giving it a gentle squeeze. Andrew turned to her, his blue eyes sparkling with pride, and perhaps a touch of lust. The champagne must have gotten to him as well because he leaned in, his breath warm against the curve of her ear as he murmured a salacious comment about her dress. “You know,” he began, his voice low and teasing, ��now that I think about it, it does look uncomfortable. We can leave anytime. Just say the word. There’s a suite waiting.” His lips brushed against her neck in a fleeting kiss, sending a shiver down her spine. This was unlike him, to be so bold. It must have been the champagne, the high he felt from the evening’s success. Alex let out a soft laugh, giving him a playful shove to his chest. “Only you would pay thousands to throw a party and then try to leave halfway through,” she teased. Andrew leaned back in his chair, a crooked grin stretching across his rugged face.
“For good reason,” he replied smoothly. “There are about a million other things I’d rather be doing right now… like helping you out of that dress.” Her laughter faltered, and she felt the familiar tug-of-war within her heart. Whiplash. She was caught in the push and pull between Zach and their complicated past and Andrew and the future they were building. The contrast left her reeling and confused. Across the table, Jennifer had launched into a conversation, directing a question at Zach about his apparent distaste for industry events. Andrew, shaking off his lingering haze of desire, leaned in to listen politely. Alex, however, kept her gaze fixed downward, mindlessly nudging a piece of bread around her plate with her fork. Somewhere along the way, her appetite had vanished, leaving only a hollow ache in its place. And yet, she, too, listened; every word from Zach’s lips pulling her in, even as she willed herself not to look up.
Though Zach spoke in vague terms, Alex knew exactly what — or who he was alluding to. She shifted in her seat, uneasy under the weight of their old memories. Moments that spanned from playful innocence to audacious acts brazen enough to make even the most shameless blush. Her heart raced as she chanced a brief glance up from her plate, her curiosity overriding her caution. Would he dare continue? His expression answered her unspoken question. He was smiling, a quiet, knowing smile that hinted at fond recollection. The confession that followed sent her stomach into a dizzying pirouette, her fingers tightening around the handle of her fork.
She swallowed hard, feeling the air thicken around her. Looking away quickly, she tried to compose herself, though her breath quickened. An overwhelming impulse surged within her: get up, leave the table, and take a moment to collect herself. But that would be too conspicuous, wouldn’t it? Her sudden absence would draw precisely the kind of attention she couldn’t afford. Jennifer, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing beneath the surface, chimed in with her lighthearted tone. “Well, they sound like a damn good time.” Alex seized the reprieve offered by another sip of champagne, the sweet liquid like a balm for her nerves. As the glass clinked softly against the table, she felt her courage return. She tilted her chin, her gaze sharp and defiant as her sass bubbled to the surface. “Great question," she mused, her voice honeyed with mock innocence. She leaned back slightly, arching a brow. “Where are they now, Zach? This crowd you didn’t appreciate.”
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michaeldark22 · 1 year ago
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Home Decoration: Floralcraft 30cm Square Mirror Plate | Table Centerpiece | Party Decoration
Enhance the ambiance of your home with the exquisite Square Mirror Candle Holder, designed to create stunning displays that illuminate your living space. Crafted with simplicity and elegance in mind, this candle holder serves as an ideal pedestal for pillar candles. Its circular glass plate features a reflective pattern, effortlessly bouncing light upwards and seamlessly blending with the style of any interior decor. Transform your home into a haven of tranquility and beauty with this captivating piece.
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danishkhan786 · 2 years ago
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userholland · 2 years ago
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watching glee so i have a small idea, peter giving reader a promise ring :) or even the other way around!
pairing- college!peter parker x fem!reader [established relationship]
contains-basically, just the reader and peter being shy and adorable! very cheeky ♡ (this is in honor of peter parker's b-day today so hope it's sugary sweet!)
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A year was a long time. Habits changed, people rotated out of your life and maybe even things in your routine have changed yet when it came to the idea of giving a promise ring- Peter thought it was almost too soon.
At first, he rehearsed in his bathroom mirror what he was going to say at dinner. He couldn't just go out on a whim with his explanation for this small ring that was a big deal.
"Y/N, we've had the best year together and..." His smile fell, "No, that's bad." He cut himself off and tried to think of something else.
He paced for a good hour before rushing down to his nearby subway with a bouquet of flowers in hand. Even the strong scents on the cart couldn't distract him from what he deeply wanted to say.
He thought, I want to be with you for a long time and...
"Nope, still bad. Kind of creepy. Jesus..." Peter muttered under his breath, completely nervous with only three more stops until he had to get off and face, what felt like, his not-so finest hour.
Even walking down the sidewalk, he uttered the same words but in different sentences. Peter felt like he was just spiraling by this point, the room spinning around him as he stayed still. It was only until he knocked on the door that he realized he should have written something down.
"Aw, hey, babe." You grinned, "You got me flowers on your birthday?" You jeered, still taking the beautiful arrangement.
He shrugged, "I appreciate you. What can I say." Peter jeered.
You cracked a small smile before pecking his cheek, "Always so thoughtful. That's what I love about you, Parker."
After putting the flowers in a nice vase with some water, the two of you headed to the restaurant where you had reservations. The whole time, Peter fiddled with the small box in his pocket. When you went to the bathroom, he moved it from his pants pocket to his nice jacket, then back to his pants pocket.
When you came back, you smiled at him, "Don't get mad at me."
"Why would I get mad?" He innocently asked.
Before you could defend yourself, a group of waiters exited the kitchen doors and one of them held a plate with a piece of chocolate cake with ice cream on the side. The single candle's warm light highlighted their happy faces as they sang Happy Birthday.
You smirked, and Peter chuckled as a pink tinted on his cheeks.
He loved you so much and this was just another instance where his love grew a bit more than he thought it could.
It was his first birthday he wasn't alone. Since everyone had forgotten him by his own request, this past year was a memorable one with you and he wouldn't change a thing about it. This was why he needed to prove that you meant so much to him with the gift of a promise ring.
But, he knew he didn't want to do it in front of anyone else so, the two of you headed toward Washington Square Park. The sunset was beautifully setting as you sat down on a bench, watching a few people pass by and kids run around the fountain.
"Time to open your present." You grinned, setting the festive bag on his lap.
"Let me guess... socks." He chuckled.
You playfully punched his shoulder before he pulled up the gift out of the bag. His smile turned up when he unwrapped a Star Wars mug with R2D2 as the design.
"And there's another surprise inside it." You added.
Peter reached inside, seeing a small box (just like the one he had in his back pocket).
He opened the top, and it was a ring, but there was a necklace laced through it. You didn't.
"Is it a-"
"I know, I know. But, before you say anything, I just think things are going really well. Like, really well and... I love you, Peter."
You thought your face was on fire if you didn't know how oddly embarrassed you felt about confessing your feelings through a birthday gift.
He chuckled, feeling more relaxed, "Funny you should say that."
You furrowed your eyebrows as you watched him reach into his back pocket before pulling out the same size box. At first, you were shocked, but the both of you ended up making a laugh about it.
You slowly opened it, seeing a thin, silver band with three of your birthstone gems along it. Your heart thumped against your chest, full of love and pure adoration.
"First flowers, now a promise ring? Do I have to keep reminding you that it's still your birthday." You giggled, a bit teary-eyed.
"I love you, Y/N." He said. It was all he wanted to say with the purest and sweetest smile.
You tilted his chin before leaning in, sharing a passionate kiss before the sun set on a perfect, but coincidental, birthday.
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holylulusworld · 2 years ago
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Clingy Love
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Title: Clingy Love
Rating: Mature
Square filled for @mcukinkbingo​: N3: Free Space - A/B/O
Square filled for @steverogersbingo​: D3: Cooking/Food
Summary: You’ve got two clingy omegas.
Pairing: Omega!Stucky (implied) x Alpha!Reader (plus-sized)
Warnings: angst, clingy omegas, implied Stucky, polyamory, a/b/o, scenting, implied smut, cuddling & snuggling, hurt & comfort
A/N: For my story Steve and Bucky retired after Endgame. Sam is now Captain America. Everyone is still alive. Steve never left for Peggy.
A/N2: It was a struggle to turn both into omegas. They are natural alphas to me most of the time. I hope the requester likes it, though.
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“Alpha,” Bucky immediately is by your side when you enter your shared apartment. “How was your day? Did you get the promotion? I bet you did,” he whimpers as you ignore him.
You had a long and stressful day at work. All you want to do is have a bubble bath and cuddle with your omegas. It’s just, you need some alone time first.
“ALPHA!” Steve happily makes his way toward you to wrap you in a hug. He tries to bury his face in your neck to inhale your scent, but you step away to place your bag on the ground and remove your coat. “How was your day? Did you get the promotion?”
“I already asked our alpha how their day was,” the brunette complains. He whines as Steve had the chance to scent you first. Bucky was antsy to show you the new table he built for your dining room and now, it seems that you ignore him.
“It was a long day,” you step toward Bucky to pat his chest. “My boss said he’ll tell me about their decision at the end of the week. I have a good chance to get the promotion, though.”
“You’ll get it, Y/N,” Bucky tries to scent you again, but you turn to walk toward the bedroom. “Alpha…”
“I’ll be right back. We can talk later,” making your way inside the bedroom, you yawn. You’re just too tired. “Just give me a minute.”
“Oh-okay,” the brunette sighs. He walks back toward the kitchen to check on the food he prepared for dinner. “Dinner will be ready soon, alpha.”
“Alpha,” Steve whines low in his throat. He wanted to show you the new picture he drew of you and Bucky. Now he doesn’t know if you even want to see it.
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“Fuck, that’s good,” you enjoy the warm water, and the scented candles you lit. Your omegas bought them for you. Closing your eyes, you moan.
The warm water relaxes your sore muscles, and you are sure, you’ll be in a better mood when you leave the bathroom.
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“Do you think alpha will like the food?” Bucky looks at the plates he placed on the table. Steve is busy lighting the candles as Bucky tries to hide he’s unsure about his place in your relationship at the moment.
“She will love it, Buck. You know how hungry our alpha gets after a hard day at work,” Steve sighs deeply. “I just hope she will like the dessert I made.”
“She’ll love it,” nodding to himself Bucky tries to assure Steve, and himself, that you love them. That you only had a bad day…
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“How’s the food?” Bucky watches you poke the food he cooked for hours with your fork. You don’t feel well but try to at least eat a few bites. You know Bucky cooked all day and went for a grocery run only for you.
“Very good,” forcing a smile on your lips, you look at Bucky. He looks sad, but you’re a little dizzy, and so tired. Tonight, you are an awful alpha, and you know it.
“Bucky made it with love, only for you,” Steve scoots a little closer to nuzzle his nose in your hair. He purrs low in his throat, as Bucky mirrors his behavior. The brunette buries his face in your neck to inhale your scent deeply.
“Okay, that is enough,” you grumble. It’s hard to focus when your omegas try to get your attention. They are extra needy lately, clingy even. “I need some me-time. The food was good but I need sleep and all…”
“Alpha,” Bucky whimpers. His lower lip wobbles as you get up from the chair and leave your omegas in the dining room.
“Alpha,” Steve sniffles. He had hoped you’ll praise him for the dessert he made. And now, you didn’t even try it. “Bucky…”
“Stevie,” they get up from their chairs to soothe each other. Your omegas hug and try to scent each other. It’s not the same as scenting you, but I’ll do…for now.
“What if she doesn’t love us anymore?” Steve whispers.
“What if she never loved us?” Bucky sniffles. “I-I can’t Steve. I can’t lose her too. What if alpha rejects us?”
“Maybe we were bad omegas?” the blonde whispers. “What if we are not good enough for alpha?”
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Over the next few days, you pulled away from your omegas. You’re stressed as you didn’t get the promotion. On top of all, you still feel sick, and their constant attention overwhelms you.
In the past, most of the men you met never showed interest.
Being a female alpha is not easy. Being a plus-sized female alpha is even worse.
“Alpha?” Steve and Bucky whine in front of your door once again. You locked yourself into your office to work in silence. Now your omegas whine for your attention and you cannot focus.
“I need to work, omegas,” you rub your tired eyes. “I’ll be there for you when I got more time. Just let me work. Maybe next time I’ll get the promotion.”
You can’t see the sad look in your omegas' eyes as they look at each other. That night, you will sleep at your office, too tired to go back to your shared bedroom.
Your omegas whine and whimper while holding each other in their arms.
Slowly they lost hope. If you don’t want them anymore. Where shall they go?
Who will love them? Who will make them feel like they belong in this world that isn’t theirs any longer? Only clinging to each other just isn’t enough to them...
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“What a shitty day,” you plop down onto your plush sofa, huffing as silence greets you this time. “Steve? Bucky?”
“We are here,” his voice barely above a whisper Bucky walks into the living room. “I…no, we cooked. If you want some food. We will be in our rooms if you need us.”
“Bucky?” you frown as Steve only pokes his head in. “Stevie?”
“Uh-what Bucky said. We don’t want to bug you, alpha,” Steve swallows thickly as he turns to follow Bucky. They agreed on giving you time and space to think about your bond.
“Bug me…” you whisper as you must watch your omegas walk away from you. Your heart aches as you can hear them whine low in their throats. “No…fuck…”
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“Bucky? Steve?” you silently open the door to Steve’s room. When you moved in together, you decided to make sure that all of you have your own room. Now your omegas are cuddling on Steve’s bed and you feel left out. “Omegas?”
“Alpha?” their heads immediately snap upward to look at you. “Y/N…alpha…”
“Why are you not in our room? I know I got home late again. Are you mad at me?”
“We thought you don’t want us anymore,” Bucky sniffles. “Stevie and I thought we should give you space. If we are not enough, please tell us so.”
“Oh my god!” whining you look at your omegas. “I-I’m just not to used to being in the middle of attention. You’re so affectionate and I got a little overwhelmed.”
“Alpha,” your omegas get up from the bed to crowd you. Bucky whimpers next to you. He needs to touch and scent you. Steve is no better. He longingly looks at you, hoping you’ll invite them to your bedroom.
“Can we go to our room?” you softly ask. “I was a terrible alpha lately. I was stressed and didn’t feel well. Please forgive me.”
“Alpha,” Bucky immediately picks you up in bridal style to run toward the bedroom with you in his arms. “My alpha.”
“Hey…wait!” Steve chases after Bucky. He doesn’t want to miss the chance to touch and scent you too…
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“Much better,” you lie in the middle of your bed, watching your omegas sleep peacefully next to you. Steve lies to your left, and Bucky to your right.
You did more than scenting and cuddling. Tonight, you let your omegas take over control and worship their alpha in any way.  
Smiling you watch over them. You’re tired, but you don’t want to miss seeing your omegas so relaxed and sated. “Good night. I love you. Both of you…”
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ack3rlady · 3 years ago
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Happy Birthday, My Love
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Summary:  Everyone helps Levi prepare for your birthday!
Notes: Angst/Comfort, Post War - Spoiler Free, Character death.
Word Count: ~900
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Levi cringed a little when he saw his reflection in the mirror. It had been a year since the war ended. But he couldn’t seem to get used to his appearance. He was no stranger to scars. But the ones on his face were ugly reminders of the bloodshed from his past that he was desperately trying to forget.
Two hands made a splat sound on his head, making him flinch once again. Gabi’s reflection appeared behind his own, her eyes enlarged to twice their size as she furiously tried to set his hair with something called ‘hair gel’ that Marley manufactured. An alarmed Falco fruitlessly tried to slow her down, afraid that the stoic man would lose his temper at her. But Levi was cool as a cucumber, since today was a special day.
After spending a small eternity trying to tame the one stray lock of midnight hair that wouldn’t budge, Gabi finally gave a nod of approval to Levi’s new sleek hairstyle once it joined the rest of his strands being his ears. Falco then carefully helped him slip on the charcoal grey blazer and topped his head with a matching fedora, that was a gift from you when you first visited Marley. Levi couldn’t help but wonder how the two teens’ personalities were poles apart from each other.
The strange but fragrant perfume that Connie sprayed on his clothes made his eyes water. Jean assured that it wouldn’t make him go blind in his remaining eye. The sheer chaos inside his tea-shop was striking down the bars of his patience one by one; only the thought of seeing you soon keeping him sane.
The bell above the front door of the shop chimed when Armin and Annie walked in with a bouquet of fragrant red roses that they knew you would love, and handed them to the former captain. Armin’s cheery face always calmed Levi down, much like the thought of being in your company soon.
The couple was shortly followed by Onyankopon who entered holding a powder-blue box in his hands. That would be your favorite cake from the bakery down the street. He held it open before Levi, showcasing the words ‘Happy Birthday’ delicately piped on top of the decadent chocolate cake in vanilla icing. He nodded in approval, giving a gentle pat to his friend’s arm.
Levi was relieved. Everything was going just as he planned. Everyone showed up on time and fulfilled the duties he had meticulously delegated amongst them to make your birthday special. He had been eagerly waiting for this day for weeks, planning out each and every detail of how he wanted the evening to go. He couldn’t wait to see you. All this excitement was condensed into the smallest upward curve on his lips, barely noticeable to anyone who wasn’t paying attention.
Finally, Mikasa’s figure appeared hurrying down the stairs, ready to take the man to the woman he loved. Reiner and Pieck stayed back with the kids for they had been assigned the Herculean task of not letting Gabi and Falco burn the tea-shop down in Levi’s absence. Just as they were about to leave, Historia stepped before them to straighten up Levi’s bow tie. Everyone was beaming at him as he waved them goodbye.
Mikasa wheeled him through the busy streets of Marley’s market, where his gaze wandered from store to store in search of the perfect gift for you. A shiny moon stone necklace caught his eye. Its features were soft, and delicate, just like yours. What better gift for you than the stone that stands for all things serene, mirroring the effect of your presence in his life.
Now it was finally time to see you. Mikasa finally wheeled him over to the spot where he met you every weekend. She helped him spread out the red and white checkered blanket on the lush grass, and arranged the cake, and bouquet on it along with smoked salmon sandwiches and the flask of black tea that she packed for the day. She helped Levi sit down on it before leaving with the promise of returning in a couple of hours to pick him up.
He neatly organized the sandwich squares on a plate, and poured out two cups of steaming black tea, one for you and one for him. He then fished out a small pack of birthday candles that Connie harshly shoved inside his blazer’s pocket just before they left, and lit them over the cake. He finished setting up just as the sun began setting over the horizon.
“Ahh. Just in time. You know how much I love watching the sunset with you. Reminds me of the good old days. Well, just the old days.”, he smiled.
Levi gathered the roses that Armin and Annie so lovingly bought, and laid them before you. He then picked up picked up his cup of tea and clinked it against the weathering granite. He scrutinized the stone, brushing away any dust that was beginning to collect within the letters engraved on it. His gaze ran over your name etched into the stone.
‘Beloved Wife
Ours is a love without an end.’
He gingerly ran his fingers over the letters, a lone tear escaping his eyes shone like a gleaming pearl rolling down his cheek. Just then, a gust of wind blew the candles out, bringing the smile back to his face.
“Happy birthday, my love.”, he whispered.
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A/N: Wrote this on a whim. Sorry I keep killing the reader off in all my fics lately 😅 I may or may not be PMSing. 😅
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jlilycorbie · 2 years ago
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Promises to Keep
[#FFF180 Promise You'll Write @flashfictionfridayofficial​]
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Neither of us knew, could possibly know, they would be her last words to me. Amity said it more than once, and as we hugged fiercely, she pressed her face against my throat and whispered it one more time: "Promise you'll write." Even before I got the news, the words clung to me like spider webs, more even than the taste of her kisses, the smell of her skin.
It was just like her to make that promise impossible to fulfill.
I tried anyway. I spent hours composing emails, agonized over message windows. But she didn't say email or DM or chat. She said write. And all I could think about was all the other inboxes that would never be checked again, all the marketing and spam and the occasional sad message sent off into the void to never be read. I couldn't do it.
Strange as it seems now, I wasn't even thinking about her while I browsed a rack of postcards. But I saw one and before I could catch myself I thought, Amity would love this.
So I bought it. It took a few days, but eventually I sat down and lit a tea light and I wrote. In tiny, cramped writing, I told Amity about everything she'd missed. About how much I missed her. About how angry I was at her, and how I knew that wasn't fair, but I couldn't help it. She was leaving, but she wasn't supposed to leave.
I wrote over the address block. I wrote over the square where the stamp was supposed to go. My hand cramped and I kept going. Who even wrote anything by hand anymore? But I had so much to say, and I even wrote on the front of the postcard, and when I was finished, I held a corner of it over the tea light until it caught.
It seemed like such a good idea until I realized the fire was creeping toward my fingers and I had nowhere safe to drop the postcard. Cursing, I scrambled and grabbed a ceramic plate in the kitchen, dropping it just before I scorched myself. This was exactly the sort of thing Amity would want to know about.
Blinking away tears, I set the plate by the candle. I bent to blow out the little flame, then changed my mind. I'd lit the candle for Amity, it felt wrong to snuff it out before its time. I left the ashes to cool and the candle to burn out.
The next day, when I went to clean up my mess, I discovered a heart in the ashes, like someone had dragged a finger through them the same way someone might trace a picture in fog on a mirror.
Like Amity used to do.
I was thinking about her so much lately. Had I don't it without thinking while I stirred the ashes to see if they were cool? That had to be it.
Still, a few days later, I found myself lighting another tea light and writing again, this time on a regular piece of paper. I told her about how I tried to set myself on fire, and how hard it was that I couldn't just call her whenever I wanted. I had the plate waiting this time, and I sat there for hours while the candle burned down, staring at the ashes.
Nothing happened.
I should have stopped. Should have accepted it as a fluke, as a slip in my memory because I missed Amity so much. But I started carrying a little notebook, and whenever I had one of those moments–I have to tell Amity about this–I'd write it down. And at the end of the day or the week or the month, I'd take those notes and I'd burn them.
And as long as I walked away and let the candle burn down, when I came back, I'd find a message from her. Another heart, a smiley face. A word here or there. When I told her some particularly exciting news, the next day !!! greeted me.
During an especially rough patch when I told her maybe I should come visit her sooner rather than later, she answered, No rush.
I had questions for her. So many questions, but it seemed at best all she could send me were a few words. A bigger candle, an easier surface to mark, those seemed to give her more words, but not enough.
Still, one day I sat for a long time at my desk, staring at a candle with a blank piece of paper in front of me. Finally, I asked my most pressing question. Just one word: Why?
The next day, the answer waited. I promised, too.
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jeontaehui · 4 years ago
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 TAEHEE WITH SUPERM
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baekhyun baekhee
there was this tension at the start. you wouldn’t notice it at first glance but when you really pay attention to how the both of them act around each other ,,, you’ll just wonder how they are off-cam.
taehee mentioned during wgu era baekhyun was one of her role models when it came to the entertainment industry ,, so some fans wondered maybe there was still this senior-junior relationship between them while the rest were getting close with her.
but baekhyun hates awkward. luckily, they were roommates when they came to the states for their debut. 
he figured he could get closer to taehee by making her laugh a lot, and he succeeded !!! it was easy since they basically shared the same humor.
he also took her out to eat when they came back to korea ,, discovered her love for playing video games and that they had a lot more in common
taehee enjoys playing hard to get when it comes to baekhyun.
(superm midterm exam ep. 1) “but you said i was your role model!!!” “when it came to being funny, yes...?” “W H A T !!!!”
as much as possible, baekhyun wants taehee to show off or be given attention to. whether that came to lines on the script or bragging about what she can do, not only does he do this as a leader but as someone who wants to show that taehee is as capable as them.
(200913 vlive) taehee comes up to the camera and nervously laughs, “yah, how do i do this?!” she turns around to face the rest of the boys who have challenged her into doing taemin’s killing part in the ‘criminal’ mv. “just do it like you would usually do!” baekhyun encourages cheerfully. “don’t act shy! you know you can do it.”
iconic moment (mtopia ep. 11-2) "whoever competes with baekhyun hyung is likely to lose,” kai says, watching as the eldest prep himself for the game. hearing this, taehee instantly shot up from her seat and moved to the red square opposite of baekhyun. though determined, she lets out a casual remark, “i’ll fight him,” and the others laugh. 
ever since the first game of the night, baekhyun and taehee teased each other back and forth, trying to get the other off their game. the scoreboard between the two of them was currently 2:1, with taehee having won the paper cup game and the team game with mark and the others. baekhyun glances to the side nervously, until an idea pops in his head. 
he lights up her candle shortly and hands it to her, “here.” taehee accepts the candle without protest as she sat down, until kai says, “he gave you the weaker candle.” her head snaps up to see baekhyun dead set on making his flame stronger than hers, his fierce expression making all of them crack up. “oppa!” taehee complains but she laughs. “yah, baekhyun hyung, that’s unfair!” taeyong backs the maknae up, well aware of the feeling of losing quickly to their leader. “jeon taehee, you better win this,” taeyong tells her, his tone was laced with seriousness yet his pout said otherwise. “avenge me,” and taehee gives him a salute and a wink in return. 
not sooner than later, their match begins. their hot battle keeping the members on their toes, they too were aware of their rivalry from earlier. “jeon taehee, let’s go!” mark cheers. although taehee could barely see with the water getting in her eyes and hair, she moved her candle in all directions in defense to her opponent’s shooting (at this point, taehee figured baekhyun was just trying to shoot at her face but she’s not complaining... that much). with a sharp aim, taehee was able to distinguish baekhyun’s candle in just less than a minute. 
“i think water went into my nose,” taehee giggles as she lowers her candle down, removing any excess water from her eyes once her other hand was free. meanwhile baekhyun looked shell-shocked, taemin and the others laughing more at the result. “hyung, you looked like you won!” kai teases him further. “i won,” baekhyun jokingly seethes, “I WON!”
taehee laughs, “알았어, loser.” the team breaks off into a louder fit while baekhyun smiles in disbelief. taehee sure was different. 
song falling by trevor daniel
taemin 2tae
despite both of them being the most quiet during the first meeting, the both of them got closer the quickest !!!!
first day they were like ‘hi hello annyeong’. next day, they’re sharing recipes, having inside jokes, mini-handshake (courtesy of taehee), play-fighting, making funny faces at each other whenever they make eye contact during dance practices ....
dance prodigies !!! amazing, talented, remarkable dance prodigies !!! aces at everything !!!! their stage presence !!!!
(superm reveal which member has the best hair and who is the funniest of the group | billboard) “these two,” taeyong gestures to taehee and to taemin, “how do i say this? they look immoral on stage.” the others chuckle at his bluntness, “i think that would be the best term for it.”
taehee finds taemin very cute and would willingly watch his aegyo.
(’one’ dance practice behind) “hyung, you are honestly so cute,” taehee centers the camera to taemin, “times like these, i wish you were my younger brother.” he laughs. 
meanwhile, taemin finds himself laughing at taehee’s antics most of the time (totally didn’t expect the chaotic energy coming from this one).
taehee always manages to find her place next to taemin somehow, and when taemin turns to find out she was beside him this whole time, he’d smile at her and pat the top of her head. 
taemin became one of taehee’s comfort people !!!! from having a senior-junior relationship to being one of taehee’s most trusted friends, they grew really close after time and related well with each other.
iconic moment (’one’ dance practice behind) “woah, oppa you look really pretty from this angle,” taehee tilts the camera to the sides until taemin starts doing aegyo, causing laughter to bubble from the girl. “hey! hyung, why are you seriously so cute?”
taemin recalls the other day he and taehee hung out together, and he sits up straight before telling the story. “you know what taehee did the other day?” his lips break into a wide smile, his tone piquing interest from ten and mark. “what did she say?” mark said. 
“she said, ‘hyung, it think it would be nice if you were my dongsaeng.’ and i haven’t said anything yet and she said, ‘yaja time? start. taeminnie, what do you want to do?’”
mark and ten burst out laughing, taehee feigns ignorance. “what? when was that? i don’t remember that.”
taemin chuckles, “taehee is really so precious.”
song it’s tricky by run d.m.c
kai kaihee
kai was a bit awkward with taehee too at first.
he was very cautious around her, even if it was just standing close to her during photoshoots.
kai, keeping his distance: “is this okay?”
director: “closer!!!!”
kai: fuck
but now he teases the hell out of her you’d probably mistake them for being friends for a long time.
(superm on knowing bros) “baekhyun hyung? baekhyun . hyung???? you seriously find him the most attractive out of all of us?????” “BEAUTY IS IN THE EYES OF THE BEHOLDER!!!!!!” “YOU NEED TO GET YOUR EYES CHECKED THEN”
he makes fun of her accent (jokingly ofc) but also loves it.
“how do you say ‘귤’ in english?” “tangerine” “ahh you are so cute !!!!!!”
also teases her by wrapping his arm around her shoulders and proceeding to shake her aggressively.
before superm, kai already found taehee super cool .... he was probably intimidated by her.
when kai is not teasing taehee, they’re both teasing mark.
in the end, there is an i-will-tease-the-heck-out-of-you-until-your-ears-turn-red kai and a im-her-father-no-one-touch-her kai
iconic moment (mtopia ep. 11-1) “i feel like taehee would get this though,” baekhyun says and the others agree with him, taehee’s agile. they all watch as she puts her hands on each side of the toaster, preparing herself by biting on thin air. “okay, i’ll start now!”
using her left thumb, she pushed the press handle down and released. but instead of catching the piece of bread, she caught her tongue in between her teeth. she immediately pulled back and brought her hands to her mouth, walking away the pain as the members pointed out she wasn’t able to succeed. kai was the first to notice her, “what’s wrong, taehee?”
“i bit my tongue and it hurts so much,” she winces. kai cackles, “바보! taehee!”
“it was an accident!” she exclaims. “i know but you don’t put your tongue out like that!”
taehee grumbles at kai’s remark as she sat beside him. the latter pulls her close by the shoulder and ruffles her hair, laughing as she poked her cheek. “you want to eat bread?” kai smiles at her, already reaching out for the plate of extras. 
“i’m gonna eat bread.”
song mambo no. 5 (a little bit of ....) by lou bega
taeyong yonghee
taehee’s all up for the ‘taeyong babie’ agenda since it’s so cute to see the older members tease and baby taeyong.
knowing that baekhyun likes to poke the fun out of these two, taeyong and taehee would team up against him.
(superm mtopia ep. 1) “taehee, let’s make baekhyun hyung out,” taeyong tells her, taehee mirroring the determined look on his face. “we got this.”
taeyong hypes taehee up like a stage dad or something lol he’d go like, “WOOOO!!! THAT’S MY BABY,” and taehee would find herself smiling before resuming to whatever she was doing. 
taehee had to stop herself from clowning taeyong when they went surfing for mtopia and instead gave him tips and all. of course, she tries to bite her lip from laughing while doing so.
(mtopia ep. 3) taehee goes to sit beside a nervous taeyong on the dock as he waits for his turn. chuckling, she says, “hyung, just pace yourself, alright? don’t rush—“ but then kai cuts her off, also noticing the scared look on the rapper’s expression, “you won’t die anyways.” taehee whips her head back to glare at kai, though it was clear she was trying to hold in her laughs. “HEY!”
iconic moment (mtopia ep. 2) taehee was the first to pick out of the eight of them. whether she’ll start shedding tears or not, her fate relies on the fifth sushi she had chosen, hoping that it wasn’t the one with wasabi. “it’s the one. she lost it,” baekhyun says as he tries to throw taehee off guard. “it’s not,” she replies, though her eyes said otherwise.
once she grabs the piece of sushi in between her chopsticks, she takes a tentative glance towards the staff and keeps her eyes on them as she took it in whole. taehee knew she was doomed on the first chew, the spiciness of the paste burns her tongue and brings tears to her face. she laughs dryly as a few tears slipped down her face and sniffs, “i never knew wasabi was this spicy.” the boys behind her laugh at the crack in her voice, the staff handing her a tissue as she staggered back to her place beside taeyong who immediately wrapped his arms around her to comfort her. “taehee can’t handle spicy foods well,” taeyong chuckles, “are you okay?”
“yeah, my mouth just feels like it’s burning!,” taehee exclaims, her wild gestures adding humor to her expression. taeyong lets out a hearty laugh as he gave her water, “have this.” he watches her down the water in one go, though there were still tears in her eyes, “taehee, you are too cute. i’m serious.” taehee laughs as she wiped her eyes, and they continue with the game. 
song train wreck by james arthur
ten tnt
they are literal geniuses !!!! but... they have their moments.
(200930 live) “he’s the main character in ‘aladdin’, right?,” and with knowing smiles, the others nod at ten’s question. clueless, ten decides to ask more, “what was his name? a whole new world~” and baekhyun and mark tell him he’s right, but ten has literally no clue. chuckling at his cuteness, taehee speaks up, “hyung! he’s the main character in ‘aladdin’! aladdin!” mark and kai laugh loudly at her hint, she was already giving him an answer. kai notices that, like ten, taehee hadn’t got her question correct yet with all the obvious hints they were giving her, and so he laughs harder. “taehee! don’t act like you’ve got you’re question correct!,” the said girl shrugs exaggeratedly, bringing her hands up in the air as if to question the heavens. “you told me he was powerful! so is he like a superhero or something? thor?,” she exclaims, and the others began laughing at her guess, the maknae unaware of the large ‘LEE SOOMAN’ on her cap. “who is it?!”
their banter that goes back and forth are one of the things that make the members’ stomachs hurt from laughing. 
(superm: ready to fly in la) “the three maknaes are my babies,” ten tells the camera, tilting his head to look taehee into the eye before continuing, “but then you’d be my least favorite.”
taehee knows that ten secretly has her as the favorite loves her too, so she always makes it a point to call him cute or something to throw him off guard. 
iconic moment (superm as we wish ep. 1) it was very obvious how taehee felt about ten’s drama. she tried to hold back her smiles but ten was just too cute, it made her heart run in circles. when his drama ended, the boys praised ten’s performance, but baekhyun noticed how much taehee liked it. he calls her out,  “taehee-ssi, you seem to like this very much.” 
a surprised ‘really?’ comes from ten while taehee spoke. “ten oppa just looked so.... natural while doing it,” taehee says, her words and expressions assuring ten he really did a great job. “my heart is doing flips right now?”
the boys laughed, “did you fall for him?” and before taehee got to answer their leader’s question, ten said, “i’ll date you based on your performance.”
“i didn’t even say yes!”
song positions by ariana grande
lucas luhee
lucas took one look at him, mark, and taehee and just went, “you know if someone took a look at us, they’d think taehee was the oldest.” (taehee had punched him on the shoulder while mark hit the table, laughing)
but then he clarified that it was just because taehee had this motherly aura around her and that she takes care of him and mark really well. 
from then on, lucas would accidentally call taehee ‘noona’; sometimes, he would call her that intentionally when asking for the snacks that were kept in her bag, or teasing her.
(superm as we wish ep. 2) “unnie,” they hear taehee say from the monitor. while the boys accompanied each other in different work environments, taehee went alone to a little café to try out the experience herself. she found herself well acquainted with one of the staff members that had showed her around, and she found herself asking, “how old are you?” the boys erupted into choruses of ‘ooh’s’ when they heard her, baekhyun jokingly asking if she was there to find a date. taehee shakes her head shyly, but she busts out laughing when lucas shouts, “NOONA, FIGHTING!”
we see more of taehee being a baby with lucas in superm :(
he’d give her piggyback rides or ask her if she’s eaten yet, and if she says no, lucas would be like, “come on, man! the last time i saw you eat was breakfast but you only ate a sandwich. wait for me here, i’ll get you a plate.”
iconic moment (mtopia ep. 11-2) as mark and kai shoot each other’s candles out with their water guns, taehee leans into lucas’ side as she laughs with her head buried into his shoulder. it was an endearing sight to see them comparing hand sizes, both of their eyes widening at the size difference. “you’re hand is so small!,” lucas says. “well, duh. your hand is like the size of my face!”
song rather be by clean bandit (ft. jess glynne)
mark markhee
taehee knows so well that superm mark lee is a different breed
(the story of ‘jopping’) “you look so handsome these days,” taehee said to mark as she took in his appearance, causing the latter to become shy and flustered, “really?”
but mark caught onto it this year and ‘complained’ that taehee had favoritism .... to superm mark
“you’re cute in 127 and dream!!!! you’re different here, what’s wrong with that?”
taehee LOVED ‘talk about’. she posted a video of her jamming to it in her manager’s car on twitter.
in mtopia, taehee literally took a glance at mark’s quiz in the first episode and said, “ahh you should get this one the first try, it’s easy.” cue a pouty mark
during games, mark knows taehee in and out so it comes off as an advantage to him and a disadvantage to her. 
(mtopia ep. 6) “it’s taehee. taehee is the liar.”
mark and taehee are roommates most of the time and their nightly routines just consist of putting face masks on each other and listening to music while waiting!
iconic moment (mtopia ep. 11-2) “sleepover!!!!,” taehee says excitedly as she sat on the bed with mark. she had just finished brushing her teeth while mark brought out facemasks from his bag. “you wanna put them on each other?,” mark asks, tearing one of the packets open already. 
he turns his head to his right and giggles. taehee had her bangs tied up in a short ponytail, her eyebrows arched in a cheery smile. “you look like 뚱이!,” mark laughs, “dude, seriously. you’re so cute.”
“whatever, just put it on,” taehee rolls her eyes playfully as she hit mark’s shoulder. she closes her eyes but hears mark chuckle again. opening only her left eye, she says, “what’s wrong?”
“you’re really cute,” mark repeats, both of taehee’s eyes now wide open at his compliment. she goes to say something but chooses against it, closing her eyes back again when mark begins putting the mask on her face. 
song until the last falling star by matthew perryman jones
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simstorian-blog · 1 year ago
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World Map: Oasis Springs
Area: Parched Prospect
Lot Size: 30 x 20
(3-bedroom, 2 Bathroom)
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Wedding Stories
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Felixandre – London (Chandelier, Panelling)
Felixandre – Grove Pt. (Plaster Floor)
Harlix – Bafroom (Mirrors, Windows)
Harlix – Harluxe (Used Throughout)
Harlix – Orjanic Pt. 1 (Column)
Harlix – Tiny Twavellers (Mural Wall)
Harrie – Kwatei Pt. 1 (Doors, Windows)
Max20 – Polished Sandstone Trim
Peacemaker – Curly Koa Flooring
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BlueTeas – Rivers Bedroom (Base, Headboard)
CharlyPancakes – Lavish (Shopping Bag)
ClutterCat – BusyBee Pt. 2 (FlatBox)
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avayarising · 4 years ago
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Map of Zuko's cabin
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[A pencil sketch of Zuko's cabin, as seen from above, with labelled items. At the top of the picture is the port wall, with a long, narrow horizontal window, a red and gold dragon image (presumably a religious icon), and the altar with candles; there is a lamp mounted on the wall to either side of the window. Right is the fore wall, with a door and a long banner either side. On the floor in front of the wall is a series of square plates. At the bottom of the picture is the starboard wall, with the large Fire Nation banner and a lamp mounted on the wall to either side of it. Zuko's pallet and mattress are in the left corner along with an additional banner that may be temporary; in the right corner are a set of storage jars and bowls and a low cupboard. On the left of the picture is the aft wall, with Zuko's dual dao mounted in the centre of the wall and a long banner either side. In front of the dual dao is a writing desk. In the centre of the room, running from port to starboard (top to bottom of the picture) is a rough rug made of coir or equivalent. At the bottom of the picture is a label reading 'not shown: grated vent in centre of ceiling'.]
So when I mentioned sketching a map of Zuko's cabin so I could work out how to frame this picture, @lynzine wanted to see the map. Well, that map was in no state to view, so I've drawn up and labelled a neater, clearer copy.
Incredibly long and detailed explanation and highlighting of various oddities follows.
I've used screenshots from Episode 1:02 The Avatar Returns, Episode 1:04 The Warriors of Kyoshi, and Episode 1:13 The Blue Spirit in putting together this map. There are some differences; most notably, in The Blue Spirit Zuko's bed is centred on the starboard wall, directly under the large banner, and the additional banner in the aft starboard corner appears to be missing.
I labelled Zuko's bed as 'pallet and mattress', because in this shot (Aang and Zuko facing off in The Avatar Returns):
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it looks like the mattress is on a thin base of some kind. But when Aang blows the mattress into the air to hit Zuko:
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it's plain that there is actually nothing under it but the coir mat. There's no bunk, frame, lip, or fastening to hold it in place, which seems odd given that this is a seafaring vessel – which does have bunks in another room Aang looks into:
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So why not in Zuko's? I can imagine that mattress really slipping about in a storm, even with the rug underneath it. (Similarly, all those clay jars in the corners of the cabin, which don't seem to be fastened to the floor or enclosed in frames, seem rather hazardous.)
However, it being loose means that it's feasible for Zuko to have moved it (or for it to have slid) to directly under the Fire Nation banner in The Blue Spirit:
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There's also no sign in The Blue Spirit of the grey banner with the central red band that hangs above the bed in The Avatar Returns. I wonder whether it might be there temporarily to help retain a little extra heat by the bed when they're in the cold South Pole. Though I'd have thought that, since the mattress can be moved easily, Zuko would have moved it away from the aft wall, which is clearly an external wall and will be colder than the centre of the room.
Zuko's cabin has at least two external walls, port and aft:
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This shot (above) from The Avatar Returns shows the ship from the outside. The vessel is moving from right to left across the screen, which means we're looking at the port side. A window halfway up the high tower is lit in orange – this is from Zuko's firebending as he fights Aang, so this is the window in Zuko's cabin. It's noticeably off-centre and located towards the aft of the ship, but from the inside it's clear that the window is centred on the wall of the room. The remaining space forward is taken up with a corridor which the cabin door lets onto.
(I want to also point out here that Zuko's room being so high up must, again, make it truly awful to be in during a storm or high seas. It's a good job Zuko never seems to suffer from sea-sickness.)
The starboard wall of Zuko's cabin abuts either a staircase or another cabin – I'm not sure which – it depends on how wide that tower actually is. But note that, in The Avatar Returns, Aang is crossing the screen from right to left both when he opens Iroh's door and when he passes Zuko's open door (and doubles back when he spots his staff). This suggests that (a) he's going from one to the other and (b) there is somewhere past Zuko's cabin worth going to. So I'm guessing Iroh's cabin is next to Zuko's, and at the end of the corridor there's a ladder or very steep stair, mirroring one that must also exist where Aang came from.
(Although against that, the lighting level behind Aang is very different when he opens Iroh's door from when he opens Zuko's door, suggesting that there's a window on the corridor giving on to Iroh's room but not in the corridor by Zuko's room.)
There seems to be a worrying lack of storage space. There is one small, low cupboard (to the left as you enter the door), one wide shallow drawer (in the writing desk under the dao), and the aforementioned jars and bowls, none of which have any visible contents (and I'm not sure what they could contain in any case). There's no sea-chest, trunk, or wardrobe. Does Zuko have a separate dressing-room/armoury? (No; when he's helped into his armour near the start of The Avatar Returns, that's happening in his cabin.) Where does he put his clothes when he goes to bed; does he hang them on the floor?
There are four long narrow red and black banners, all of the same design, two on either side of the door and two on either side of the mounted dual dao. Aang wraps Zuko up in one of these (the one to the left of the door) in The Avatar Returns, and Zuko burns it away completely to escape from it. But looking at the shots of the cabin in The Blue Spirit and The Waterbending Master, none is missing, so it looks like Zuko got it replaced.
Another thing I can't work out is how the heating and lighting system works. There are glowing squares in a line on the floor forward, including one right in front of the door:
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I assume these are meant to be heating plates or vents, because I can't think why else you'd have a row of glowing squares in your floor. One would have thought it would be most efficient to run the heating as a hot water system, but these are definitely panels glowing reddish-pink, the same sort of colour as the lights on the port and starboard walls. I have no idea what is going on with either.
They could be piping gas or petroleum round the ship and burning it locally for light and heat (the lamps are attached to piping), but for heating that's less efficient than burning it in one place (the engine) and them moving the heat around. In any case, if they're using gas or oil for heat and light then surely they'd use it for the engine too, and the smoke would be cleaner.
Unless they are electric lights/heat panels? The glow in the floor panels does look rather like a heating element. But that seems rather inefficient too, compared to using the engine to run a central heating system, and there's no sign of electricity in use in the rest of the Fire Nation, not even the Palace.
Finally, the ceiling has large convex cornices down the fore and aft sides, which I assume contain beams for structural stability. There's a large grated vent in the ceiling, which implies a gap between the ceiling and the floor of the level above.
So that's what I've been able to work out about the layout of Zuko's room and its position on the ship. If anyone can shed any light on the areas I'm not sure of, please feel free!
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michaeldark22 · 3 years ago
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princelycannibalfiction · 3 years ago
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🍂 Warming 🍂
[A short story from a collection I’m writing! I’ve already shown a few friends and I’m really proud of it, so I thought it would be a nice first real post :) ]
"Aggy."
The light is warm, coming in wide streams through the window, blunting the chilling air. There are birds outside, singing songs that fade into the back of your mind, distant and quiet. Your darling comes to your bedside, running her hands over your shoulder. Your hand is being taken and held so gingerly, it's as though you've been touched by the wind. She takes your hand in hers, but doesn't pull, waiting for you to look up to her. 
"Aggy," She smiles so warmly, "Will you come with me?"
She raises you up, steadying you when you waver on exhausted legs. When you look to face her, there are feathers in her hair from tending to the chickens. She doesn't stop you by the tarnished mirror or take you into the bathing room, but straight to the sweet smelling kitchen of your small home. 
She sits you down at the table and runs soft hands through your hair, separating the bed tangles and undoing your sleeping braid.  There's a large bowl of berries on the table, shiny and freshly washed. She hums so sweetly, laying your dark hair against your shoulder, making you painfully aware that you're still in your nightgown, while she's been dressed for hours, choring and cooking in her honey orange dress, copper hair braided and pinned up in a bun. You make to say something, to apologize, when she walks away. You hope your hair covers the flush in your cheeks.
You watch her rummage about, grabbing jars and plates to set on the table. She brings the honey and jam, plates and forks for you and her, and finally, a small woven basket lined with fabric. She lifts the lid of the basket and laughs as steam plumes in her face, waving it away. She lifts a plate from the basket, piled high with griddle cakes, making the whole room just a bit warmer. 
"The eggs from the other day were about to go off," She explains, as if she needed to explain, laying a short stack on each plate, "And those boys from the valley came up to see if we wanted any of their strawberries, so I thought I would make something sweet to go with them."
You nod, understanding. You had heard her answer the door, it felt like hours ago while you laid in bed, though you couldn't make out what they had said.
"Did-" you croaked, quickly closing your mouth. You swallow, trying to wet your throat so you could speak, "Did they want anything in return, Dorothy?"
"Oh, no," She smiles, moving back into the kitchen to get your mugs and the water pitcher, "They were quite adamant that the berries were a gift, but I insisted they come to me next time they need clothes mended."
You nod. She's so kind.
"Oh, they asked about you, Aggy," She pours you a drink, whisps of hair falling into her face, "They asked about your lovely garden and if they could take a few clippings."
You smile, taking a sip of water. You remember tending the garden in the summer, how the boys from the valley would walk up to their hill to talk and trade honey and fruits. The taller one, Edmund, would ask for clipped leaves and flowers to preserve in his books. 
He could talk for hours about the beautiful blooms and would sometimes bring up his notebook to show her sketches he had done of his own garden, comparing the two. His partner, William seemed more interested in the worms peeking their little heads out from the soil.
"I know you like to indulge him, so I said he could," Dorothy's voice shakes you from your thoughts, "I hope that was alright."
You smile, nodding, and you both tuck in to eat. 
***
"Agnes."
You look up from the garden, the sounds of the world fading back into your mind. You realize you've been staring at a bee on a daisy, not yet beginning to wilt. Dorothy smiles at you, warming something inside you didn't realize was cold. Her lips are stained pink from the strawberries and jam at breakfast. 
"I'm to deliver some mending and letters to the general store," She gestures to the basket in her hand, "Will you come with me, Aggy?"
You look down at your hands, the dark soil under your fingernails and between the wrinkles in your palms. You finished your work already, though you couldn't say how long ago. 
You stand, ignoring the way your face flushes and you waver, knees buckling after kneeling for so long. You dust your hands on your dress, frowning at the brown smudges now staining the fabric. Dorothy had made this dress, she liked to give you clothes as gifts. You worry your lip, suddenly scared she would say something, tell you to go change or to wash up before you go, that she would rescind the invitation and leave you alone.
She grabs your hand as though you haven’t stood there silently for a good minute, staring at your thighs. "Are you ready?" 
You nod, and she leads you up out of the garden and past the small fence you had put up last spring to stop the chickens from running loose over the hill. She zig zags through the untamed grass, taking care, as she likes to do, to not step on any wildflowers. Your eyes wander down to your linked hands, how her fingers are stained with berry juice and ink. Further down, you watch the hem of her skirt move along with her steps, perpetually discoloured from kneeling in the chicken pen and rolling in the wildflowers and suddenly you feel so silly for worrying about your dirty hands. 
“I’ve written to a woman in the other valley,” Dorothy speaks, “We met at the market not last week. She seemed interested in learning to tend to bees, so I thought I would help.”
You’re not sure what to say. You open your mouth but nothing comes of it, so you just nod, smiling. 
“She was trading fig preserves, Aggy,” She looks at you, light in her eyes, “I don’t even think I’ve ever had a fig before.”
“Well, I-” You clear your throat, “Maybe you could get some? Next time you go down to market.”
“I think I will!” She thinks for a second, shifting your hands so your fingers interlock, “She told me some figs have wasps in them, did you know that?”
You shake your head and get ready to listen to her talk about figs all the way down the hill.
***
You come to the general store, a building you tend to avoid, and she pulls away from you gently, leaving you to stand by the door while she goes to the owner. You watch her, how she pulls the basket up to the counter, smiling up to Mister Clement, unpacking the freshly mended pants and undershirts. He takes them and gestures to the sweets, offering whatever she chooses as payment, and you know without looking that she’ll choose to take a bag of candied petals and a square of bitter chocolate (the same as she always does.)
Clement bags the sweets, placing them into the basket while he and Dorothy chat, something about his young son, Henry and the piles of falling leaves around the back of the store. He doesn't pay you any mind except a polite wave when you walked in (and even then, it seemed mostly from politeness). 
You wait by the door, already expecting that your darling will take some time to get her catching ups out of the way, but as time goes on and you stand alone by the door, you feel yourself wilt. The warmth in your chest from the walk down begins to fall, leaving a chill to breeze through you. You don't say anything, even as you feel something in you fall like a stone into your stomach, uncomfortable and heavy.
Your eyes fall away from Dorothy, peering down at your dirt brushed skirt and hands. You feel dirty. You feel like you shouldn't be there, that you should have stayed home. Maybe you made a mistake going out, maybe you shouldn't have gotten out of bed at all. 
Your mind swirls with doubt and dull pain, eating up your thoughts until it’s the only thing going around your head. You feel like you're going to be ill. You want to leave, more than anything, but you can’t bring yourself to interrupt Dorothy’s conversation. You don’t want to be a bother.
“-ggy,” You hear her sweet voice fading into your attention, “Aggy?”
You look up to her, standing in front of you with such clear care in her face, and you feel horrible to have worried her. You become suddenly aware of the mist of tears forming in your eyes, telling and embarrassing. You try to wipe them away quickly, hissing when you get dirt in your eyes. 
"Agnes." She takes your hand from your eye, rubbing the gathering tears away with her thumb. "Are you alright?"
You nod, not trusting your voice. You don't know how to explain to her that you're fine, you were fine, that for some reason your mind just sunk and you don't know why or how to fix it. You don't understand why you're like this. 
She holds your face in her soft hands and smiles so warm and so sad, "Stay here for just a moment, and we can be going."
You don't argue, but you feel a dagger in your chest, knowing that she went through all the trouble of bringing you out with her and you ruined it. 
She goes up to the counter, handing over the letters and asking Clement something you can't hear. He nods and goes to the back for a moment, coming out with a large bag he puts into the basket. She thanks him and turns to leave, coming to link her hand with yours before you leave the store. 
“Let’s be going, Aggy,” She smiles as you walk into the sunlight.
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“Oh, Agatha,”  You hear her voice from the doorway, so sweet and light. She comes to your bedside, carrying a candle to see you in the dark. 
When you arrived home from the general store, you had drifted to the bed room, Dorothy trailing after you to help you remove your dress, corset and drawers. She laid you down in bed, hushed away your quiet apologies and wiped your tears. You don't know what you would do without her. 
"Aggy," She rubs at your shoulder, warming you just slightly, "Will you come with me?" 
She takes you up, allowing you to redress yourself before bringing you to the kitchen. The house is dark, shadows cast wide around every room, only pushed away by the light of the candle. The sun is nearly set. 
Instead of sitting you at the table, she goes to carefully lift the basket on it, steam rising barely visible in the low light, and pulls you into the back yard. You walk with her past the chickens and the bees and the low vegetable garden, freshly replanted for the autumn, down to a patch of fog grass among the wildflowers, half down the hill, facing the sun. There's a blanket laid in the grass, pinned down by your water pitcher and two bowls. 
She places the basket down and goes to sit on the blanket, urging you to follow with a soft smile and a pat on the ground. You go to her, as if you had a choice, and take the candle from her hand, placing it down in as stable a place as you can find. Her eyes sparkle in the light, a pretty honey brown in the day darkened to near black. They suck you in, as they always have, and you can't help smiling back. 
"What is this, Dory?" You ask, eyes flicking to the basket and bowls. 
"Well, I figured it's been so nice out today, we should try to enjoy it before the chill really begins to set in," She lifts the basket lid, pulling out a large dish, "I forgot how long it takes to make potato soup though, so it got a bit dark."
She uncovers the dish, and the heat and smell of the soup hits you immediately, making you realize just how hungry you are. Your stomach growls and you almost hide your face in your hands. 
"Well, I suppose we should start right away," She laughs, spooning healthy portions into both of your bowls, handing you one. 
You both dig in, Dorothy blowing on your bowl with a smile after you burn your tongue. The soup warms you from the inside, the soft touches she gives you warming your skin and something deep in your chest until you can't tell you had ever felt cold. 
Between bites, she talks about little nothings, how the chickens chased around a beetle instead of filing into their pen, how the wood for the fire had popped along with her humming for just a moment while cooking but oh, how it felt magical. You listened intently, taking in her words and voice, so sweet.
You're done before you realize you've hit the bottom of the bowl and it's being refilled before you can ask. Dorothy pulls away to reach for the basket, pulling out two rolls, warm from the fire and being set next to the soup. She breaks one open, passing half of it to you and dipping the other in her soup. 
"What's better than this?" She asks, taking a bite of her roll, "a warm meal, a beautiful view." 
"A pretty girl," you mumble, cheeks warming when she looks to you, red faced. "I- I mean-"
She pulls herself up and places a kiss to your lips, quick and soft, and you feel like you’re spinning. You smile despite yourself, leaning over to press your forehead against hers, both of you leaning against each other. 
Dinner is finished slowly, peppered with laughing, one sided conversations and stolen kisses, and ends with Dorothy laying with her head in you lap, laughing up at you with tired, smiling eyes. She had taken the final bag from the basket, the candied petals and chocolate square. When she looks up at you, mouth open, you give her a petal and in return she breaks you off a piece of chocolate. It's cool, hard and bitter, but it melts on your tongue all the same. 
You feel, laying in the dying sun with your darling, that you've never felt so light.
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Unusual Divination Methods
A long ass list of methods of divination, just in case you’re curious ~~~~~~
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Divination is the method of discerning answers beyond a direct interaction. It can be used for foreseeing future outcomes or problems, but that isn’t inherent. It can also be used to commune with entities like deities or spirits, or even for delving deeper into the self (like shadow work).
There are many forms of divination. So many. There are even many forms of what would be considered “unusual” beyond the more commonly practices like cartomancy, runes, or stichomancy. Today I shall be focusing on ones I’m familiar with so I can better elaborate and answer questions.
The methods I will be exploring today:

Aleuromancy: divination using flour (or a flour substitute!)

Catoptromancy: a form of scrying using a mirror (my method uses a cast iron pan actually!)

Osteomancy: divination using bones
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Aleuromancy
A form of divination using flour that’s mentioned in some Mesopotamian cunefiorms, as well as being practiced in Greece and Rome. There are a couple ways this can be done. Firstly is when you pour out the dry flour and look at the way it falls into a bowl or on a plate or surface. Much like tea leaf reading (tasseography), you seek out shapes in the flour and interpret based on that. Another variation is doing the same but after you’ve mixed the flour with the liquids you’re baking with and kneaded it/mixed it and then taken it away to be baked. You examine the remaining streaks of wet dough on your surfaces for shapes and patterns.
The third method is to actually put slips of paper into the items you’re baking to be taken at random and broken open to answers questions after they’re cooked (akin to fortune cookies). This can be a tricky process depending on what sort of paper or ink you’ve used (speaking from experience :-X). The historical Greek version of this used excerpts of famous philosophy and mixed the balls of doughs nine times (a significant number in Ancient Greece)
It can take a lot of patience to try and find shapes and patterns in flour and admittedly it’s much easier with tea leaves. No wonder that became the standard. Don’t get disheartened if it isn’t something you have success with. You might have more fun and results experimenting with the baking slips of paper into dough methods. Great for ritual cookies!
The kind of divining using this method is very simple, more “omen-like” than detailed q&as like in Tarot or runes. Expect to see simple images that may give insight to something coming your way (a boat or bird showing a trip) or warn of a specific type of trouble that may be on the horizon (a money sign showing finances) rather than getting a formulated question clearly answered. However, you can dabble in that methodology when using the slips of paper instead. That way is more akin to stichomancy where you get a general idea or snapshot of the emotion or proverb-like metaphor to your question.
The type of flour can be tailored to help “fine tune” the reading as well- much like a certain flavor or tea or a certain deck of cards. Keep in mind that all types of grains/flours have a baseline association with prosperity and material gain/finances so this method of divination is especially good for those type of questions!


Flour Correspondences:

Acorn: An uncommon one in stores of course, but has deep wildcrafting results if you have the time and patience to grind some yourself. Associated with protection, health, money, healing, potency, fertility, luck, wealth, wisdom, and personal power.

Almond: creativity, luck, wisdom, spiritual understanding, nostalgia
Buckwheat: Money, protection, dreams and sleep

Flaxseed: health, finances, prosperity, beauty, psychic powers
Oat: family, home, hearth, money
Potato: protection, banishing, soothing/healing

Rice: prosperity, career/job, travel, romantic relationships/sex
Wheat: general prosperity, rebirth/renewal, solar energy
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Catoptromancy
From the Greek word katoptron, meaning mirror, this is a form of scrying that specifically uses a mirror rather than flame, water, or crystal ball. However, my version is a bit of a kitchen witch twist on it. We’ll get to that in a moment!

 The Wikipedia article on it refers to a Greek temple that used this method but it was also practiced in many other countries in history. There’s references to the “true seeing” of Hathor/Het-Hert/ḥwt-ḥr mirrors as well, despite them being mainly for practical purposes. The divination is practiced most commonly by placing a mirror near water, outside in moonlight, or near a candle flame. Then the reader looks into the mirror and interprets the images seen. They can be direct appearance-based (how you look) or seeing other images. The mirror can be a standard one, a painted one, or one made of a more opaque substance like obsidian or metal.
I will say personally, I practice catoptromancy in an “inner eye” scrying way rather than a pattern/tasseography way. That means that I am the conduit and the mirror/surface is to help me get into a trance state and what I “see” will be from my mind’s eye or may likely be added to what little I see on the surface through intuition and that sixth sense. But either method is absolutely fine.
I also don’t use a mirror. I use a well loved, well seasoned cast iron skillet for my catoptromancy, with a lighted candle usually. The glossy surface is mostly black iron but is just mirrored enough from being soaked in fat over the past decades of seasoning that it performs quite well for scrying. And the sentimental value helps it’s power. You may want to select an object in a similar fashion. You can choose an important mirror (the size doesn’t matter) or pick something that is mirror-like. The reflective ability is all that matters.
Get settled down in a comfortable spot without too much light. Get your one light source ready; a candle, the moon, a small table lamp or booklight even. You’ll want to be grounded, centered, and calm and then let yourself “zone out” in order to get into the mindset for scrying. Then examine your own reflection for certain aspects that stand out or look past yourself (or angle the mirror to not be looking right at you) to see other shapes or patterns that you expand upon with your trance state. Keeping a journal for this method is especially important. There’s an emotional and internal reflection aspect that can be helpful to refer back to and examine how things went in your life after certain sessions. It can also pair well with dream magic. What you were seeking might manifest after the trance mirror session in your dreams. This method of divination is especially good for shadow work as well.
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Osteomancy
Bones, bones bones! Throwing the bones! Examining the bones! Reading the bones! This is a divination method that obviously uses bones in order to determine associations and messages. It was prevalent in so many cultures throughout ancient and more recent history that it’s hard to pin down a single source. However, there are definitely methods that have particular cultural ties and those should be respected when it comes to closed ones. 

Much like runes or staves, the most common method counts upon both the appearance of the bones themselves as well as their placement in a “casting” (when you gently toss them onto a flat surface). Casting sets also frequently include items that aren’t just bones like small stones, coins, shells, pieces of jewelry, etc.
You can carve, mark, paint or stain the bones in ways that have personal associations to you to help in reading them. You can obtain these bones in any ethical way you are comfortable with. I don’t believe they have to be remains you have processed yourself; though that can add a different spiritual component. You should be considerate in collecting your set though. There is no set number of objects to have (even a single piece can answer yes/no questions) but I don’t recommend starting out of the gate with a pile. You should get comfortable with each piece and determine its associations before moving on to a new one.
Unlike Tarot, they don’t come with set meanings. Though there are sometimes obvious ones: a coin for finances, a seedpod or nut for fertility/prosperity, a sharp tooth for protection, etc. Think about what creature the bone is from, what part of the body, what shape it has when helping determine your personal associations. Treat it like a correspondence for herbs or crystals and that way you can have a more organic “sliding scale” type meaning for when you cast rather than a rigidly detailed one like with Tarot. For example: a meaning like “luck” or “prosperity” is better than “success in work”. It’s also common to have objects touch and then their meanings are joined. In the previous example you could get promotion/raise at work from having a work piece crossing with a prosperity or luck piece.
It is also up to you on what level of ritualized dedication and/or care you would like to give your set. Many people like to do a special dedication ritual to almost “welcome” the item to its new job as a divination tool (my own is what I call “Massaging the Bones”). You can also regularly cleanse and “feed” the casting set (energy that is- not literal food, though you could give it energy from something you’ve cooked in a non-literal way!). I do recommend a special bag or box to keep everything in as well as a soft thicker cloth to cast on. Just so the items don’t get damaged. Be careful in your casting. Practice a lot to know your strength level to throw while still keeping the objects safe. There may be a couple pieces (like baculums or thinner bird bones) that you need to wrap in a square of cloth before storing with the rest of your set for extra protection. This is especially true if you plan to take your set anywhere where it’ll be traveling in a bag or purse.
You can have a ritual circle of string or another material (embroidery hoop!) you lay out to help organize your cast if you like too. This is usually treated one of two ways. Like the face of a clock and items “closer” to certain times are more immediate and further away items around the imaginary numerals are more in the future. Or it’s concentric and the closer to the center of the circle are more important/relevant and then less relevant or immediate as you get closer to the edge. Those that fall outside the circle aren’t relevant to the reading.
This is a divination method you need an large amount of patience for as it is basically creating a tool yourself from scratch, even if you buy the supplies from elsewhere. The framework is laid by you. And just like someone designing a Tarot deck from scratch; be gentle with yourself and allow yourself the room to practice, change, grow, have fallow periods, return, get bored, become fanatic, etc. It’s a process sort of divination that grows like a living thing. This makes it a bittersweet one- rewarding and frustrating but mostly immensely satisfying.
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Divination is something that can be tailored to your desires, needs, and supplies. It can be made personal. You can create a whole new type if you like! Use what inspires you, what works for you. Use the marks on toast, the recommendations of Netflix, steam in a bathroom mirror after a shower. The world is your oyster!
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