#thank you so much tumblr for ruining the quality of these gifs

[iracundiias]

BTS x BT21

[sugarpasteltmnt]

I have a feeling you are gonna traumatise us soon so here, a wholesome thing

Bleh

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OMG HE’S SO CUTE AHHHH 🩵💗💓💖💕🩷💞‼️‼️‼️omg I love the little cheeky wink so much HEHEH THANK U 🩵🩵🩵‼️‼️

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sorry for my lack of posting

i have started to do gif manips. if you’re interested in that, please request it! thank you very much. the psd is a little ugly, so i apologize

i promise that request will be done sometime around this month.

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[mary-shelley-1816]

"So I keep you at arm's length and let you go, but I don't want to give you away."

▷an angsty Hogwarts era DRACO × HERMIONE playlist

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[dancingazaleas]

douma || devout

ok i am slowly turning into a douma fucker and i hate IT but this is mostly for @xenihime cause they’re the biggest douma fucker i’ve ever seen

this was based off of this fanart

also fuck tumblr for always ruining the quality of my headers he looks so pretty

warnings/notes: cursing, nsfw, smut, mentions of cults, shower/bath sex, god complex, reader is a little stupid for liking douma, begging, crying, idk how to feel abt this

tall grass tickled your knees along with the soft petals of flowers in the estate’s garden. you reach onto your tip toes, carefully taking the clothes that hang on the wire off and into the woven basket you hold against your torso. when all the clothes are gathered into the basket, you sigh in exasperation and make your way back to the stone steps of the engawa.

with much struggle, you scurry across the engawa to get to servant’s quarters that bustle with hushed chatter. you almost groan aloud at the sight of the shut sliding door, pressing your knuckles into the indented handle while holding the basket and gently swinging it open. it makes a small bang against the framing and you watch as all the other women in the room flinch and look at you. they clear a path at the sight of the basket.

“douma-sama’s dirty cloths are in the corner,” a woman says, head turning to look at the duplicate woven basket.

“thank you,” you nod as you pass by, gently placing the basket you have in your hands down onto the tatami flooring.

you treat the clothes like they’re glass as you transfer the shirts to hangers and fold his pants along with his delicates. you stack his pants in the basket followed by his delicates, drooping the hung shirts over the opening of the basket. you grunt while picking the basket back up and walk back out of the door, listening to the soft pitter patter of your footsteps.

the journey to douma’s private estate was far enough to have you sigh in relief as you approached the charmed doorway. you look to the door only to find dread filling your heart when you realize that there are no women servants standing by the doorway. you’re forbidden from putting the basket onto the ground in fear that the clothing will be dirtied, even against the shiny wood. in the two years you’ve served this man, not once had there been servants missing from the doorway.

you furrow your eyebrows, maybe they’d gone out and just hadn’t said anything. you shift the basket into one arm like you did previously, using your newly free hand to knock at the door.

“douma-sama,” you speak softly, afraid he might be sleeping, “i’ve come with your laundry. there are no servants outside. do i have permission to enter?”

you hear douma sing out a ‘yes’, letting you quietly slide open the door and step inside. you turn around and close it behind you, shifting it back into both of your hands and walking further into the room.

douma sits upon the plush cushions of his bed, gold framing glistening in the light of the candles. a gentle, yet wide, smile is spread across his face as he ogles you and the basket in your arms. you place the basket onto the ground very carefully, proceeding to get onto your knees and hands.

you rest your forehead against your knuckles as you chant a greeting to him, getting back up only whenever he lets out a satisfied hum. silently, you hang his shirts up in his closet and ignore how his hungry eyes linger on your form.

“douma-sama,” you're immediately answered with a hum, “do i have permission to put away your delicates?”

unlike with the shirts and pants, you ask permission to put away his undergarments. no one has really explained it to you over the years, but you've made the assumption that douma likes to keep his privacy to an extent.

“of course,” his sultry voice chimes like the wind, tying up a knot inside your core.

you pad over to his dresser and put away his underwear, repeating the same process with the pants. you bow down to him again, thanking him for his presence and permission, just as you do every time.

“yes yes,” your thighs squeeze together when he speaks, finally able to stand and walk away.

————

you sit with your knees folded flawlessly, only staring straight ahead into douma’s eyes.

you weren't told as to why, but you were invited to eat dinner with the seductive man. of course, you accepted, douma was a god after all and this was a once in a million chance.

you listen to him talk, stiff as a board as you guide your chopsticks to your mouth.

“you can relax, you know,” his cheek rests against his fist.

“as you wish,” you relaxed your shoulders and chew quietly. it’s better to comply rather than question.

he pouts at you, obviously displeased with your formality even after he’s said something about it. and while he’s upset, you’re confused. douma’s a god, you’re just a human, one that worships him. why did he invite you to eat with him? why does he want you to relax?

“tell me about your life, dear,” he traces his fingertip around the rim of his glass, no doubt filled with grape wine.

“apologies, douma-sama, but i’m a bit perplexed as to why you wish to know about my life along with your invitation to dinner,” you look down at your hands folded in your lap, heat swarming your face.

“because i’ve caught an interest in you,” he chuckles as if it were nothing, which is not the case.

you ignore how the embarrassment claws at your head and look back up to him.

“i see,” you mumble, “what is it that you’d like to know? i’m an open book to you, my god.”

“tell me about your family, childhood. it’s something i’m deeply fascinated with,” his choice of words are just a tad concerning, but you brush it off.

you furrow your eyebrows while you think of a way to articulate your words. you didn’t exactly come from the best life, not many did, and just because douma had asked doesn’t mean he wanted to hear your trauma.

“my mother wasn’t exactly… the kindest woman whenever i was growing up. my grandmother was very loving and coddling, which i appreciated more than words can describe. one day, something happened to my grandmother along with my mother, who was the culprit of the disaster. after that, i ended up here.”

douma, once again, seemed displeased.

“why are you being so vague,” it’s the first you’ve seen him with a frown, “i want details.”

“apologies, but i figured since you spend so much time listening to others pouring out their hearts and troubles, you wouldn’t want to listen to mine. i feel it might be exhausting for you,” your smile is small, but it lights up the room in douma‘s eyes.

“i asked for a reason,” he softens his voice and his smile becomes fond along with the look that lingers in his eyes.

you nod and explain everything in more depth, the god in front of you nodding each time you pause to take a breath.

“so i wandered and wandered. sometimes high to the mountain plains, sometimes low into the humid caverns. it wasn’t until i was in a village i started looking for a place to stay. the mention that there was an almighty god that blessed his followers,” your look turns bashful.

“that’s how i ended up here.”

despite how much you’ve just spoken, and how much he’s already had to listen to others from earlier, douma finds himself clinging onto your words.

it’s so odd. unbelievable that douma’s even feeling. not once in his life had douma felt any emotion, always putting on a bunch of hand carved masks that were slowly starting to dent. he put on a polite smile and faux sympathy as he listened to those confessing.

he didn’t want to let you go. he didn’t want what happened with the other woman to happen again.

he’ll cling onto dear life if needed, just to have you stay.

————

the moon illuminates from the sky above when you’re told that you’re needed by douma. you shrug a little inside of your head but set off to the man who’s captivated your heart.

“douma-sama,” the sound of cicadas and owls follows after the soft greeting you make, sandals crunching against the stone walkway.

“hello,” he cheers, formality falling from his loose grip.

“i was told that you needed my presence,” your eyelashes flutter unintentionally and a ball forms deep in your stomach.

“indeed,��� he says, turning around and walking away. a symbol to follow, “i require assistance with something.”

you notice he’s loosely wearing a white and red yukata, as if he had done it himself. it throws you for a loop, considering he had no need to do anything himself.

“what is it,” you’re shortly answered by the distant heat and steam from in front of you.

“i invite you to a bath,” he holds out a hand towards the sight of the biggest ofuro you’ve probably ever seen.

servant’s didn’t even really get one, even in the shared bathroom. you all were mostly subjected to a small bucket of water with a rag and soaps of your choice.

“as long as it pleases you, douma-sama,” you smile and step closer to him, hands gently coming to the hemlines of his yukata.

you slowly push the fabric off of his shoulders, half lidded and seductive eyes getting lost in his own. he seems pleased based off of the sly smile spread on his face. your hands crawl down to the loosely tied obi, easily undoing it by tugging at it. he lets the yukata drop to the ground, standing there in all of his glory.

the knot in your stomach curls whenever he gets inside the ofuro, the view of his muscular backside further igniting the lust growing inside of you. he leans against the walls of it, watching you undress with a raised eyebrow.

you try to ignore the way you almost fall whenever you get in with douma, and thankfully he hasn’t noticed. he’s more distracted by your body.

“the water is so nice,” you sigh dreamily, throwing your head back against the wooden rim.

“i know something else nice,” his innuendo is not as smooth as he originally thought it would be, but you don’t seem to cringe.

“what’s that, douma-sama,” your voice is husky as you both scoot closer to one another.

“i’m looking at her,” his breath tickles the tip of your nose.

the first kiss is soft and experimental. lips finding refuge against each other along with the now wandering hands that slither up and down one another’s body. you grab at his neck and arms, and he squeezes the skin of your breast and thigh.

the second kiss is more heated than before. with him pulling you into his lap, hands flush against your hips. you’re moaning into his mouth and swinging your arms around his neck simultaneously, the sound of the water swishing as you rock against one of his thighs.

“douma-sama,” you sigh whenever he pulls away to look down at his fingers poking at your clit.

they rub against the nub and douma mouths at the soft flesh of your neck, bathing in your breathy moans rather than the heat of the water. he traces a sharp fingernail down your spine featherly, hissing through your gritted teeth.

“please,” you flutter your eyelashes and he rubs you faster, hips instinctively rolling faster. you’re too high off of the experience to realize the nails on this hand aren’t sharp.

he smirks against your collarbone while flicking his wrist to rub faster.

“d-douma-sama,” you cry out and clamp your thighs shut, the coil in your stomach snapping.

he shushes you while helping you ride out your orgasm, lips pecking at your chest. you pant and look him in the eye, a bashful grin sneaking up on your face.

“thank you, douma-sama,” humming and shaking his head, he spreads your legs further apart.

“it’s my turn,” he purrs, pumping his, now, hard cock under the water.

before you can ask what he means by that statement, he’s slamming your unready body down onto his cock. your cries are mixed with pleasure and pain, but this doesn’t affect douma. he revels in it, letting out a loud and satisfied hum whenever he sees you tremble on his lap.

with a tight grip on your hips, douma bounces you up and down in his cock. you whimper and dig your nails into his shoulders, crescent moons painting his pale skin.

“fuck,” you groan, shoving your face into the crook of his neck as to hide your face.

“such distasteful language.. and in front of your god,” douma sighs with faux disapproval, hand rubbing gently at your back.

he fastens his pace, as if it were a punishment, laughing at how your moans become louder and louder. his feet plant themselves onto the ground as he starts adjusting the angle of his thrusts and their landing.

you cry out unexpectedly at the new angle as the tip of his cock kisses feverishly at your cervix, painful pleasure shooting throughout your shaky body.

“that’s better isn’t it,” he coos in your ear, “is it to your perfection?”

the question was taunting in itself. anything douma did was perfect, he’s a god.

“y-yes! p-perfect, d-douma-sama,” you clench your thighs against his own, tears pricking from the corner of your eyes from how rough he is.

douma pauses his thrusts just for a moment, only for him to start jackhammering into you at a bruising speed. your scream of pleasure rings out throughout the area, something you can’t find yourself to even care for.

“g-gonna cum!! pl-please, lemme cum!” you babble, back arching and pushing your breasts against his chest.

“that’s right, beg for me. beg for your god,” he grunts at how your walls start to squeeze his cock, his own impending orgasm starting to sneak up on him.

“d-douma-sama, pl-please! le-lemme cum, i-i beg,” you whine wantonly, squeezing his shoulders.

“alright,” he hums and smiles with approval, “go ahead and come for me, my devout follower.”

and so you cum with a broken moan, thighs quivering at how douma doesn’t slow down his thrusting. you bury your head in his neck again, sobbing shakily while he chases his orgasm.

it isn’t until two minutes later that he does cum, shooting his hot load in your cunt with a surprisingly throaty moan.

“d-douma...,” you whimper when you feel the warmth of his cum spread inside you.

“your cunt is reserved for me now,” he mumbles against the skin of your shoulder, “along with your being.”

[spannersims]

Stay - A 200 Follower Gift!

Hey guys! Thank you so much for 200 followers, it means so much! Here's a little recolour I have been working on to say a big thank you for all of the love! It's my fave top from Cottage Living which I thought could use some more patterns! I hope you like it as much as I do! Let me know if you have any problems and as always, I'd love to see screenshots if you have any of my cc in your game! Happy simming lovelies 💕💕

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p.s - shout out to tumblr for once again ruining the quality of my preview... I promise they look a lot better in game 😅

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Sooo... like, we’ve all seen the subtle foreshadowing that Luz might be possessed by the Collector soon, but as we’ve seen in the latest episodes, it’s King who has an established connection with the Collector, which gave me a horrible thought:

What if KING is the intended target of the Collector’s possession, and it’s going to result in Luz sacrificing herself by either striking a bargain with them OR like, dramatically intervening ala ‘throwing themselves in front of a bullet’ trope to somehow transfer the connection/possession to HER instead of King?? 

Because I don’t think my heart could take that. 

20 notes - Posted May 25, 2022

#4

AW YISS HOMEMADE NACHOS AND RISE OF THE TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES MOVIE LET’S GOOOOOO

20 notes - Posted August 5, 2022

#3

Also I haven’t seen anyone talk about it yet but CAN we talk about how Alya telling Nino about Rena Furtive turned out to be a good thing because if she didn’t, if Carapace didn’t know Rena was watching them from there?

See the full post

49 notes - Posted March 11, 2022

#2

Quick ROTTMNT Review

Oh god... the tears running down my face are so real. I need to watch the movie a few more times to properly process everything, but here’s what I can get out right now. 

I just knew there would be some fresh Leo/Raph conflict for this movie, but I didn’t know how it would be handled. I was hoping for some nice support/angst combo and they freakin’ DELIVERED. And in a way I totally didn’t expect.

The tone was consistent with the show yet somehow managed to pull off the tears and angst SO WELL. 

My biggest fear from the initial trailers was how Foot Recruit/Cassandra was going to be handled. SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER: It was addressed, and it made me laugh. We’re good.

Okay like... it almost feels redundant to talk about the animation? But I will a bit anyway. It was FIRE. It was BOSS. It was EPIC. It was everything you could possibly hope, want, expect, and more. It stayed Movie Quality the entire time. 

Probably my biggest critique is while yes, Leo and Raph were intended to have a role reversal, something shown in the show was how while Raph was always doing and trying his best as leader, he wasn’t a very good strategist nine times out of ten? And while Leo was more laid back and lazy he WAS in fact a very good strategist when he set his mind to it. This movie seems to reverse that...? Leo was VERY ‘fly by the seat of his pants’ and Raph put in the effort to make actual plans. BUT I suppose this could be attributed to a more literal role reversal. Leo decides ‘now that i’m leader whatever i do is FINE i guess’ and Raph has to overcompensate like he does in Pizza Puffs. It would have been nice to see this addressed properly BUT it didn’t ruin my emersion.

All in all, I loved this movie with my whole heart. Thank-you so much to the cast and crew for giving us this gift. I hope my tears fuel your next endeavors. 

65 notes - Posted August 5, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Also anybody else catch this tiny Todd at the beginning of the movie kicking ass and taking names???

271 notes - Posted August 5, 2022

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no caption just hananene :D

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Old Indigo comic I redrew!

I can’t find the original quote but it was inspired by @offscreen-gloomverse-probably !!

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#3

Just finished Under the Whispering Door and was devastated to find absolutely no fan content :(

Guess I’ll have to make some myself

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#2

Has this been done yet…?

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My #1 post of 2022

Fanart of @koboldfactory ‘s dullahan cat oc!!

(also shoutout to @wootinaboot for the basketball idea)

Anyways, thank you so much for letting me draw her! Very nice to draw something again after months of nothing

—> Original

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[ariadnasdiary]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARI!!!

Yes, I know it's a little late, but I couldn't pass up Ari's birthday ╮⁠(⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠╭. You know I love your OC so much, and even though I know my art skills aren't the best I couldn't resist drawing your beautiful baby girl. I hope you like it and thank you for creating such a wonderful OC! ♡

(And I hope Tumblr doesn't ruin the quality).

Mun Ari: AWWW SUGAR DEAR!! It's never late and the intention is what it counts!!

Thank you so much for your kind words and gift! She looks lovely!! You draw super cute! I love the dress and those flower details you added!! Also the colors and the bow are cute cute!! It means the world to me!! I LOVE IT!!!

[ssaltbending]

Ok, guys, hear me out: Zuko is a Capricorn, Katara is a Cancer —and here’s why (it would be so poetic).

Part 1: Zuko

TW: explicit mentions of child abuse.

I know this statement might seem weird and out of place, but in the last couple weeks I’ve been digging a lot into astrology and, in order not to forget my roots, I thoroughly felt the need to combine both of my most recent obsessions in one post, given that this headcanon hasn’t been able to leave my mind ever since I came up with it: if we applied astrology to the Avatar world, I’m sure Cancer and Capricorn would be Katara and Zuko’s signs, respectively. And I don’t say this in a superficial way, just by looking at zodiac memes and associating Katara with the crybabies Cancers are portrayed as or saying Zuko is a Capricorn buzzkill as people who know astrology on a surface level would assume they are —those are some of the most common stereotypes about the signs. No, I’m saying that they embody those signs on an archetypal leve: in the way their stories, especially Zuko’s, resemble the myths that originate the zodiac signs and their respective traits.

Therefore, without further ado, let me explain.

The Capricorn archetype: the sins of the father...

As any casual astrology enthusiast may probably know, the sign of Capricorn is connected to qualities such as perseverance, integrity, resilience and ambition, typically treated as the CEO or boss of the zodiac. However, the sign itself has a richer and much more complex story as we look at the deities it is associated with as well as the planet that rules it: Saturn, linked to the Roman god of the same name and the greek gods Cronus, Zeus, Hestia and Pan. Some astrologers choose Cronus as Capricorn’s patron god and others prefer his children, but that can be explained very easily.

The myth goes like this: Cronus, a giant and father of what we would know as some of the main greek gods (Hestia, Demeter, Hades, Poseidon, Hera and Zeus), was actually the son of Uranos, who he subverted thanks to the advice of his mother Gaia to use an agricultural tool to kill him. But as time went by and Cronus had started having children with his partner, Rhea, the fear of his descendants becoming stronger than him and doing the same thing he had done to his father took over him, which led to his decision of swallowing them all whole. He started with Hestia all the way back to Zeus, whom he couldn’t swallow right after he was born, unlike his other children, because this time Rhea had hid him in the island of Crete to protect him from his father. To deceive him, Rhea then covered a rock in cloth to make it resemble a baby for Cronus to eat it, thinking that it was a newborn Zeus.

Time passed and Zeus grew stronger until he was ready to confront his father and save his siblings from his womb, and when he finally did it, he managed to force Cronus into disgorge them one by one, in the reverse order they had been swallowed —which left Hestia as the last sibling to be disgorged.

After that, Zeus was left with a prophecy, where he would also be possibly overthrown by a son of his. And after Métis, the woman he was told would bear said child, gave birth he swallowed the newborn whole just like Cronus had done with his brothers and sisters. The child in question, however, started giving him headaches as it grew older and bigger inside of him and would become the goddess we know as Athena. What Zeus did with her was the repetition of a cycle perpetuated by his forefathers, a cycle of abuse and trauma that seems inescapable. What this part of the duality of the Capricorn archetype shows one of the ways in which those ideas of tradition and legacy can be carried on (a very negative one, to be honest), but that’s not the only way they can manifest, which gives the archetype this… almost cinematic quality, in my opinion. (And if we take this into account, I might headcanon Azula as a Capricorn rising due not only to the archetypal coincidences but the overall mastermind outlook she has and how much of a natural, domineering and calculating leader she is, but that’s besides the point.)

Now, let’s talk about the other side of the archetype, which gives it this incredible dual quality: Hestia’s path. Unlike her brother Zeus, Hestia was the one who not only had been devoured by her father, but she had spent the most time inside him as well. This is often associated with the emotional isolation many Capricorns experience in their youth, the lack of warmth and love by one of their parents, along with the desire not to become the abusive parent they were exposed to. Hestia is the other side of the story, the unspoken leader of the Olympians, the one who broke the toxic cycle running in her family for generations, vowing to become an eternal virgin and protector of the earth. Besides, Hestia means “hearth”: the inner fire, the one that is never allowed to go out.

(art by @elisebrave​)

That is the soul of the Capricorn archetype: the crossroads of destiny, the moment when the child decides whether to become like their parents, or forge their own path like Hestia did. Do you guys see what I see now? Are the similarities clear enough?

As my dear friend @persephobeee​ points out in her Capricorn essay (a crucial source for this one): “The Capricorn archetype is a cycle of stuck parents putting stress on their children at such a young age so then their kid ends up making money in retaliation, but then treat their kids the same as well due to the lack of warmth and freedom they had in their own childhood. The intense pressure put onto them as a child [then] leads to isolation and depression. It’s a cycle. ‘I don’t want to be my parent, but also… how they have ruined me’. The chain can continue with Zeus (projecting sorrows and nightmares onto their own children) or it could break with Hestia (the path of love, light and protection).”

This is why Capricorn’s planetary ruler, Saturn, is also associated with ideas found in this myth: restriction, limitation, order, boundaries, leadership, responsibility… pretty much dad vibes, to be honest. Do you guys see what I see or do I have to dig deeper?

“But isn’t zuko a firebender?? Why would he be an earth sign??”, you may ask.

The way that I might be making headcanons about the Gaang’s western zodiac signs isn’t gonna be based on which element they bend, because that would be quite reductive and restrictive for me as an astrology junkie, but their similarities to each sign’s archetype and overall characteristics. And yes, I do see Zuko as an earth sun, but that wouldn’t be his only sign, there is also the moon and the rising sign, which also have an important impact on the individual. In my opinion, Zuko’s personality embodies the qualities of fire signs as well: competitiveness, drive, passion, impulsiveness and loyalty. But to me those qualities are better shown in his character through his moon sign: an Aries moon, to be specific. See those anger outbursts? The “I don’t need any [fucking] calming tea!!”? The “you never think these things through”? Aries moon behavior, right there. But I’m not going to focus on moon signs right now. Let’s get back to the behavior I am the most well-versed at: Capricorn behavior.

So, the sign of Capricorn is also a cardinal sign, a leader, since they are the ones that begin each season. In the Northern Hemisphere, Capricorn season starts right on the winter solstice, and the opposite happens in the South. However, since all the astrology lore comes from the North thanks to the Greeks, Babylonians and more, the seasonal connections are related to the seasons there. As a consequence, Capricorn is the cardinal sign that brings the coldest, darkest season of the year: winter. And incorporating that into Zuko’s character would be incredibly fitting, in my opinion, because of some stuff I’ve read here on Tumblr saying that making him being born during the coldest time of the year would make it a terrible omen for a firebender, worse in this case due to him being born into the royal family, symbols of the power and “supremacy” of the Fire Nation. The fact that he would be born in winter, if we follow this reasoning, would have made him seem as a disappointment to his father ever since birth. 

… or maybe I’m just cruel, guys.

Moreover, I think Zuko embodies many of the Capricorn qualities in the way he carries himself (because no, not all Capricorns are confident managers with the world in our hands) and how hard he has to work to earn everything he gets. A key part of what this sign represents is “the path of hardships the goat has to overcome in order to reach the top of the mountain”, which along with the myth I have described before, could easily be applied to Zuko. It describes values of endurance, hard work, discipline and drive in order to achieve your goals, something that can be seen in Zuko all throughout the series, but changes its focus as the seasons go by. Besides, uhm… have you guys seen “The Day of Black Sun, Part 2”? That is literally the positive outcome of the Capricorn myth made into animation: the confrontation between an abusive father figure and his abused child who has decided to part ways with him in order to become a better person.

On another note, I think it is important to highlight how the Capricorn in Zuko could be seen based on how the rest of the Gaang treats him as well when he changes sides and he’s accepted into the group. How?, you may be wondering: as a father figure, but in a positive way. In many scenes it can be noticed how he naturally takes a position of leadership within the group as well as he takes care of the younger members such as Aang and Toph but, especially in Aang’s case, tries to ground them and teach them. As examples, take the following: Zuko reminding Aang that soon he will have to face the fact that he might have to kill Ozai, him trying to get everyone to train when the comet is about to arrive; how when Aang gets lost, it is him the one people look to in order to lead the group, etc.

Another thing that is well-known in Capricorns is our resilience and perseverance and, honestly: do I even need to explain that? When it comes to the guy who would get his ass beaten again and again and again for one season straight in order to get what he wanted which would also give him the approval of his father, what he craved most? It screams earth sign behavior to me, but with a heavy saturnian influence due to Zuko’s background which, to me, can be quite an interesting reflection of the Saturn/Cronus myth with his children. Said tenacity could also be exacerbated by the willpower and energy brought by the possibility of him having a fire moon, I don’t know, think about it. I stick to that headcanon.

That perseverance can also be seen when it comes to Zuko’s firebending, given how much he’s always trying to improve his skills. Although it could be argued that in reality he’s doing so due to the expectations put on him to be a proficient bender just like his sister in order to be accepted by his father, and his constant training to the point of exhaustion is just a manifestation of that toxic behavior. I am sorry to tell you, but that’s textbook Capricorn behavior, associated with the symbolism of the hardworking goat in general: working the hardest in order to get what you want is always on-brand when it comes to important Capricorn placements, and in my opinion Zuko is no exception.

Final thoughts.

Anyway, what I think would be most relevant is what I mentioned before about the Capricorn archetype and how it could tie in nicely to Zuko’s character arc with him as a representation of Hestia, who could grow out of the abuse she experienced and got a chance not to make her father’s mistakes and break that horrendous cycle she had been a victim of. I would go into this more deeply, but I think it has been enough for now. However, I’ll be back soon with a part two, talking about my water queen Katara. What do you think about this headcanon? Do you agree? If not, why? 

Thanks for coming to my weird-ass TedTalk at 1am. I needed to vent and I haven’t been able to put the computer down since 9pm, I literally only stopped to eat, lol.

See you soon, 

a Capricorn sun.

[jisvnq]

[ 02:14AM ]

title | more to you

genre | angst, friends with benefits!au

warnings | swearing

word count | 0.8k

requested | by anonymous

description | where jisung wants you, yet at the same time, wants to be more to you.

parts | one [🍜] ; two-one ; two-two [🍧]

z.txt | i suppose this can be read alone, but it wouldn't hurt if you read part one too 🥰 and also, part two-two to this series has nothing to do with this part lol, just something i thought of off the bat, i guess jsdhs also wow tumblr really shits with my gifs' qualities huh

Jisung gulped when he felt you nibble his earlobe, kissing along his jaw and sucking in a few more marks that Jaemin would surely have a headache trying to help him cover up the next morning. But even throughout all this, he couldn't help but overthink.

Sure, he wanted you. What idiot wouldn't want your lingering kisses and fleeting touches?

But he had a problem. The two of you were nothing more than just best friends. And he wanted you. He wanted all of you.

Not just your kisses, not just your touches. He wanted more than that. He wanted to be more to you. Not just the best friend you made out with every night when you both felt like it.

"Y/n," Jisung sighed, gently pushing you away and making you look at him in confusion, concern washing over your features. "Look, I'm- I'm sorry, but I can't do this anymore."

"Jisung?" you whispered, sitting up beside him as he held his head in his hands. You put a hand on his shoulder and he sighed. "Ji, did I do something wrong? Tell me. Did I hurt you?"

Jisung would have laughed if it wasn't for the heavy tension now present in the air between you.

You couldn't hurt a fly, much less your best friend. But there you were. Somehow managing to strike him where it hurt the most, and you didn't even know it.

"Jisung, you can tell me, you know?" you told him worriedly. "We're still best friends past all this... right?"

"You- you didn't do anything wrong, N/n," Jisung finally said, absolutely refusing to look at you despite your insistent attempts to get him to meet your eyes. "In fact, you're doing everything right and it's driving me fucking crazy. I know you don't mean to hurt me, but I'm just fucking stupid."

"Doing everything— what do you mean, Jisung?" you asked him with furrowed eyebrows. "I hurt you? What did I do? What's wrong?"

"What's wrong is that I'm fucking in love with you, Y/n," Jisung finally let out, looking up at you with flushed cheeks. "God, every single night, it gets worse. I don't want to leave, I never do, but I know still have to if I don't want to ruin whatever the fuck we have going on right now."

He only glanced at you for a moment before instantly looking away, almost as if he couldn't stand seeing you. But really, it was the complete opposite. He knew he wouldn't be able to look away from you once he did.

"I- I don't want to let go of the thin little string that keeps me hoping you might like me back, even just a bit," he said, trying to lower his voice as much as he could as to not draw any unwanted attention from outside. "And whenever I see you with some random bastard who's so obviously hitting on you, and you- you're too nice to say anything, I just want to butt in, punch him in the stomach or something, and tell him to fuck off because you're my girl."

He sighed, finally meeting your eyes for a bit longer. "But I don't, Y/n. I don't because you aren't my girl."

Jisung took a deep breath and shook his head as he stood up, feeling his heart clench, dropping down to his stomach. "And now that I've ruined everything between us, I don't think you ever will be. Good night, Y/n."

He paused for a moment in front of your window and he wished, he hoped for you to tell him that you needed him, that you wanted him, to tell him to stay. He counted up to five in his head slowly, waiting for you to do something, to do anything to stop him from leaving.

But you didn't.

Maybe you just didn't like him back and he really did fuck everything up.

He snuck back out through your window without another word. He quickly ran across the slightly slippery rooftops that lead to his own window, almost falling over when he sees Jaemin peeking out to watch him. Jaemin watched sadly as the boy opened the window. Sighing, he already had an idea of what might have happened by the younger one's gloomy expression alone.

"Do you want to–"

"No, I'm not gonna talk about it," Jisung said, heaving out a tired sigh as soon as Jaemin opened his mouth to speak again.

Jaemin nodded, helping the boy back in and drawing the curtains back over the window, watching as the boy sighed once more, falling face-first into his bed.

"I'm gonna go try sleeping now," Jisung told the older boy. "And you should too. G'night, Jaem. Thanks for all the help..."

[navybrat817]

Seeing these two asks you just posted got me so mad!

Please don’t let things or people like that dampen your mood or ruin your day - not that day have the power too I just wanted to say it v.v

Your writing is amazing! YOU are amazing!

Quality takes time - and all you amazing writers have a life outside of tumblr too!

I appreciate you and your work so much! I would gladly wait months if I had to to read another piece from you! Also not just any specific fic, I’m in love with everything you put out there!

I owe you a BIG thank you for everything you’ve written so far - sending a big virtual hug your way 💕

Thank you, lovely anon. I honestly do feel guilty when I let time pass between fics. I have a few new things I want to share, but I don't plan to until they're finished. The peace of mind of knowing it's done outweighs the excitement right now of sharing quickly.

Between April and June so far, I shared 27 imagines, drabbles and one-shots. That may not be a lot to some, but it is to me and I'm proud of that. Even if there is something I post that I don't think is my best work or something very short, I put a lot of heart into it. Okay. I need to stop because I'm going to get emotional. ❤️😂❤️

But thank you again for the support. It means the world. Love, thanks and happy reading. ❤️

[tshifty]

So it feels a bit wild writing this because 20k has kinda been a personal goal of mine for a while and I finally hit it... not to mention some other pretty incredible things that happened see picture above, click for better quality bc tumblr decided to ruin that for us lmao. I can’t believe so many of yall follow this absolute mess of a blog lmao, thanks for sticking by me through all of the crazy times and 4am shitposting. 

Below the cut I have written up a little follow forever of some amazing people I’ve had the privilege of knowing and talking to on here. I really wanted to make it longer but tumblr has apparently limited tagging to 50 people per post so yeah. I didn’t really listen to that and there’s more than 50 people so like idk if it’s gonna even tag everyone so also pls check bc you might not get a notif but like if you aren’t tagged it truly truly doesn’t mean anything okay I love you and I hate that I can’t tag more people. Making these always stresses me bc it’s inevitable to forget to tag people and I don’t want anyone feeling bad!!!!! And also just like as a general statement here if we’re mutuals but we don’t talk but you wanna talk like please dm me!!!!! I’m so bad at that but I love talking with new people so really truly please dm me. Also like if we’re mutuals and we talk and like you want to trade ig like lmk lol!!

Because this is such a big milestone for me I’m also going to be doing a little celebration thing to thank you guys for helping me hit 20k!! I’ll be taking edit requests from anyone who follows me idk for how long but I’ll try to do as many as I can, all you have to do is send me your favorite Taylor lyric or quote!! 

And yeah, that’s just about it!! To sum this up I just want to thank Taylor again for all of the amazing things she does, particularly how she uses her platform to speak up for and help others, and spread important political messages. Keep up the amazing work, it truly makes a difference. We love you 💖

Okay this is in reverse alphabetical order bc I like being chaotic and honestly idk if this will even tag everyone but here is my small follow forever!!!!! And again like please please don’t be upset if you aren’t on here bc I really only put like a tiny portion of urls and also tried to keep it to 50 in the beginning before saying fuck it but still tried to keep it smallllllllllish. I love every single one of my mutuals so so so so much 💕

@youfitinmypoem @youareinlove @wouldfallfromgracie @weallknownow @wasafairytale @twinfiresiigns @t-swifts @tswiftbecky @thhearcher @thewaybilovedyou @thestoryfous @thelasttime @thefearlesstour @thearrcher @tehlorswift @taylorswiftz @taylorswiftdebut @taylorswift @taylorswifh @taylorsuift @tayloralison 

@swiftiemere @swiftchill @stumbleonhometomycats @stcrlghts @statecfgrace @starlighdt @spendsmychange @sixtiequeen @singinglonglive @shouldhavesaidno @shegavemeroses @shakeitoff @sadbeautifultragique @sadbeautifultragic @rainbowwithallofthecolours @rainbowswift 

@purpleswift @pureheroinelesbian @piecesintoplaces @paintedtaygolden @paintedmesgolden @paintedmegolden @ofrunningfoxes @officialtaylornation @nowyourdaisies @nowimhaunted @noitsydney @newrcmantlcs @magic-madness-heaven @madeurmarkonme @lovestory @loverdeluxe @llikestarlight @lcverswift 

@jumpthensfall @jokeswemade @jakeperalta @itwasntasingle @iseerighthroughme @ikywts @ikywt @idsb @hugeselenatorswiftie @howtodream @holygreund @holdsontoyous @headlightsshine @gotalktoyourfriends @friendlyneighborhoodpegacorn @fearlessworldtour @fearlessthealbum @enchantnd @enchantedswift13 

@drugismybaby @dreyblr @dont-read-thelastpage @diamondseaside @diagon-alli @dancingwithourshandstied @colorsinautumn @coldasyov @centralperkswift @carouselofswift @calmtheory @brandnewdress @blank-space-swiftie @bisexualgorgeous @bireputations @beginagain @backtodecembre @anotherdrama @afragileline @1989s

[lynn-does-stuff]

This took me way too long to do.

So when I found out about the new design for Ink, I was just like, “Let’s do something we’ve never done before and kill ourselves in the process!”

Yeah, um, I’m not good at animating-

Anyway, this took me about a month to make because I’m really slow at doing anything and I’m a procrastination BOSS, plus I get bored very quickly and tend to move on to other things.

But hey! It’s done! I really like the way it turned out. Although I don’t plan on animating again anytime soon XD

Ink!Sans belongs to @comyet / @myebi

Oh god the quality though-

Thank you Tumblr for ruining the quality of this akskfhdkf

The quality is much better on the online version of Tumblr

[cheeriosnuggles]

“He opened his eyes, a deep, dark violet under the soft glow of his skin, and Lance felt his throat go dry“ - The Dreaming Dark

(trying not to spoil anything with the quote for potential new readers, but then again the art itself is pretty spoiler-y ...so YEAH)

I have no words to describe how UTTERLY crazy I am over your fic @pterodotyl​ !!! Thank you so so much for the update, it was full of moments where I was yelling at my screen (in fear AND joy) 8D I’m very much looking forward to seeing how the story unravels~

[Please no reposting, ty!]