#the gods are based around the suns and moons

[angelslaughterz]

you're a dog ( and i'm your man ) - written by eric w.

( tw: probably everything you can think of tbh. it's based off of bones & all so... take that as you will. & please lmk what you think !! feel free to throw an ask in my inbox .)

cal eats the man who killed him first, sharp canine teeth sinking into the soft flesh of his throat. father-blood warm in his mouth, he feels something stir in him. he's covered in blood--in his fair blond hair, dripping down the pale line of his neck, staining the fabric of his shirt.

andre thinks he's beautiful, the way his blue eyes roll back at the first breaking of skin. he doesn't know why cal does it, just knows he's so angry, so hungry. andre cards his fingers through the blood-soaked hair, like he's a sick, feral dog.

blackflies swarm around them, drawn to the coppery scent of the blood. the room's sticky warmth is suffocating, the air thick with the smell of rot. cal's panting fills the silence, his eyes glazed with something wild. he pulls back, blood dripping from his chin.

"cal," andre whispers, his voice tight with a mix of fear and fascination. cal's eyes refocus on andre, and the feral, intoxicated look fades. he wipes the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, smearing it across his cheek like war paint.

cal stands, coltish legs trembling beneath him. he stares at his hands, the blood still wet. andre's eyes follow the crimson rivulets down cal's arms, over his trembling fingers, and onto the floorboards. he wants to kiss him, kill him, crawl under his skin. he doesn’t know which is worse.

the heat suffocates them as they bury his father. sunbaked earth, red as a fresh wound, crumbling beneath their boots.

his father's house, a tomb now. perhaps it always was.

andre's going 65 on the back roads. cal gets sick on the side of the road, rejects his father's flesh. andre holds his hair back, runs a hand along the curve of his spine.

they've been driving for hours, the radio static filling the silence between them. andre's jaw is set, dark eyes fixed on the road ahead. cal feels like he’s been pulled in a dozen directions, his emotions tangled and raw, nerves set on fire. he glances over at andre, takes in the way his broad shoulders hunch over the steering wheel, the way his dark hair falls over his forehead. he thinks about how they have killed together, bled together. they're like magnets, he thinks. opposites that somehow fit together.

they drive until the sun sets, casting the world in a bloody hue.

the motel is a blur of neon and shadows, dark wood panelling and stale cigarette smoke. the clerk, a tired-looking woman, doesn't bat an eye at their blood-spattered clothes or the wildness in their eyes. they pay in cash, and she slides the key across the counter.

cal scalds beneath the showerhead, scrubs until his skin is red and raw. the water runs red, then pink, until it finally runs clear. he stares at the drain, watching the last of his father's blood disappear down the pipes. it's a strange sort of purification, he thinks.

andre steps in behind him, his arms wrapping around cal's waist. cal jolts, gasps at the touch.

"it's me," andre murmurs, pressing his mouth against the downy nape of cal's neck. cal melts against him, his eyes slipping shut. "come to bed."

the moment andre touches him, he's all teeth and ache and need. all he wants is to crawl into andre's skin, to feel something other than his father's blood on his tongue. his hair's still damp when andre pushes him down, golden lamp-light shattering across his skin. he kisses hard enough to bruise, teeth clicking together.

cal tastes like iron and salt, and andre thinks maybe he's crying. they're both panting into each other's mouths, half-moon marks on cal's hips where andre's nails dig in. all cal can think is god god god he's so hungry. andre presses two fingers into him and it feels like the sweetest death. the animal-want claws its way out of cal's throat, a keening sound that's almost a sob, pools low in his belly. andre crooks his fingers, hits the spot that makes heat flood through him. it's too much, too much, too much, and he's so hungrysohungrysohungry he has to he has to he has to--

cal brings his forearm to his mouth, bites down hard. blood floods his mouth but it's different this time because it's his. his eyes roll back and he's shuddering apart, clawing at andre's shoulders. andre works him through it until cal gasps like a man drowned, until he's boneless and panting and sated.

andre withdraws, wipes his hand on the sheet. his eyes find cal's arm, dripping red. he takes it in his hand, turns it over to examine the wound. cal thinks he's going to bandage it, but instead, andre leans down, licks a slow line along the wound. his brown eyes lock with cal's, and something shifts between them, something raw and dark. everything blurs into a deep animal-want. andre can't remember whose hands are where, can't tell where one body ends and the other begins. just heat and teeth and blood.

it crashes down around them all at once until it destroys them both, until they go limp and collapse. it doesn't take long to fall into a dizzying sleep, tangled in each other.

cal wakes in the middle of the night with his body on fire, every nerve exposed and raw. he has to bite his lip to keep from crying out. it is the worst hunger he's ever felt, the kind that gnaws at his bones and makes his teeth ache.

andre sleeps beside him, and it takes every muscle in cal's body not to tear into his throat. he physically has to push himself away, an unconscious whine humming in his throat.

throwing on the first shirt he finds, cal stumbles out into the motel parking lot. the night air is thick and warm, a living thing that clings to him like a second skin. his eyes scan the shadows for something to sate the hunger, something to quiet the screaming in his head and cool the heat that burns him from the inside out.

a rabbit darts across the asphalt, and cal's breath catches. he used to catch rabbits with his bare hands when he was a kid, would hide in the tall grass by the house, waiting for one to get close enough. his father had taught him how to snap their necks with a quick twist.

the rabbit freezes, eyes wide and black as onyx in the motel's sickly lights.

cal moves, silent as a ghost, his feet barely touching the ground. the rabbit darts again, but cal is faster. he lunges, his hand closing around its soft fur. the creature struggles, its tiny heart hammering against his palm.

"m'sorry," cal whispers, voice strangled, before he snaps the rabbit's neck. the bleat of pain is pitifully small. he holds the limp body to his chest, feeling the warmth leak out of it. something sings in his veins, which scares him more than the kill.

the first bite lights him up, a spark of agony-pleasure that sends cal sinking slow to his knees. he doesn't think about how it would look if there were anyone around to see it--the blond boy with the dead eyes eating a rabbit raw under the sickly yellow lights.

his teeth tear through the fur and into the muscle, blood pooling in his mouth. he should be sick, should feel the horror of what he’s doing, but all he feels is an all-consuming relief. an oasis in the wasteland of himself.

cal hides the remains in the bushes and stumbles back to the room, his mouth and hands sticky with rabbit blood. the door opens with a soft creak, and he slinks inside, not wanting to wake andre.

andre stirs, eyes fluttering open. "cal?" he murmurs, voice groggy with sleep.

cal freezes, his hand hovering over the now-blood-smeared doorknob. "yeah," he whispers back, trying to keep the tremble out of his voice.

andre leans up on one elbow, turns on the bedside lamp, casting a soft glow across the room. at the sight of cal, his eyes widen, then narrow.

"what the fuck." andre says, his voice tight.

cal tries to wipe his mouth, but his hand comes away sticky. "i'm sorry," he whispers. "i just couldn't-"

andre sits up, the sheets pooling around his waist. "cal, the fuck did you do?" he demands, the words echoing in the quiet room. cal flinches, his eyes darting to the floor.

"i had to," cal whispers, his voice tight with pain and need. "i couldn't-" he can't find the words.

andre's gaze is hard, but there's something in his eyes that softens. he slides out of bed, his bare feet hitting the floor with a gentle thud. "did you kill someone else?"

cal shakes his head, the motion jerky. "a rabbit," he confesses, feels himself about to cry. "i had to, andre. it makes me--"

andre doesn't let him finish, instead crossing the room to wrap his arms around cal's trembling shoulders.

"it's okay," he whispers, pulling cal into a fierce embrace. "it's okay, i've got you."

[errol-banks]

Biting the bars of my enclosure please listen to me talk about the Gods on errols home planet

[astrobydalia]

The different inner placements for each sign — observations+ranking

by astrobydalia

Disclaimer: these are based on my personal experience and opinions!!

Aries

Mercury: so insanely smart and fast thinkers. Very real, straight to the point and say-it-like-it-is kind of people, love them. I could hear them talk all day

ASC: most authentic people you'll meet!!! What you see is what you get. Also very spontaneous and effortlessly fun

Venus: love, so fun to be around and specially the women with this placement they're soooo hot

Sun, Mars: these are very similar imo. so loyal and protective people but they tend to be pretty crass and often come across as rude unintentionally. Aries Suns are more blunt and outspoken while Aries Mars can be more chill but they're more prone to attracting hate. Great people to have in your corner overall.

Moon: Stubborn as fuck. Not open to understanding anything beyond themselves so they tend go around life with HUGE tunnel vision. Trying to reason/negotiate with them is nearly impossible

Taurus

Moon: my god, you won't know emotional intelligence, calmness and care until you meet a Taurus Moon like DAMN. Their patience, empathy and sense of boundaries is just impecable

ASC: their energy is sooooo soothing like ugh. They have a very cute and comforting aura, very magnetic people and naturally gorgeous

Mercury: they speak slow or not too much but once they let a full sentence out it's usually GOLD

Sun: hmmmm they do tend to be kinda full of themselves but they have BDE and are pretty hot so I'll give them that

Mars: VOICE is soooo good. However they tend to be low-key problematic tbh. Will get very snappy and petty real quick

Venus: I know this is venus's domicile but... most taurus venus I've seen were low-key kinda..... harsh and stern in their love style?? And not all that loyal if im honest with you, they're only loyal when they see personal benefit/satisfaction. It’s true that they’ll spoil you if they truly love you tho

Gemini

Mars: comeback queens/kings, also very multi-talented. What else can I say they always manage to be so iconic

Moon: out of all gemini placements they're the most likely to sit down and really listen to you. Can be too honest, another say-it-like-it-is placement. Comforting others is not their forte but they're very tolerant and patient

Venus: golden retriever energy, extroverted and popular and I've said this before but they can be very loyal!!

Sun: they are cool and so so funny but can also be veeeeery immature and a bit self-righteous. I love them but that bad press they have in pop culture exists for a reason that's all im gonna say

ASC: they're very intelligent and entertaining but gemini on the asc is such a messy placement imo cause they have an identity/existencial crisis at least twice a day which can make them kinda chaotic people to have in your life (love you guys tho)

Mercury: talking with them is VERY annoying tbh. They will just roughly listen to what you say just keep interrupting and eventually start their own monologue. They ain't listening they aren't even wanting for their turn to speak they're just waiting for whatever opportunity to speak

Cancer

Mercury: such good listeners!! also they are very honest and genuine with what they say like aries mercury but more tactful

Venus: this placement soothes down the most fiery personality. They are very loved and inexplicably magnetic

ASC: mommy issues. I love their intuition and they are really good at creating community wherever they go but my only complaint is they are defensive 24/7

Moon: hit or miss. Either really emotionally mature person that wants to take care of everyone or very immature and childish with a victim complex

Sun: huge attention seekers. Insecure, codependent and always looking for validation. Tend to portray themselves as innocent/clueless/harmless, etc.

Mars: these are SLY motherfuckers, they scare me more than scorpio mars

Leo

Moon: I have to admit this placement surprised me for the better. Yes they can be egotistical and entitled but when developed leo moons are very profound and passionate people with strong morals and are really good at inspiring others and lifting them up

Sun: the main character complex rumors may or may not be true but their magnetism and charm is undeniable

Mars: extremely prideful, my way or the highway kinda attitude, but they’re usually pretty harmless people from what I’ve seen. Their anger can be intense but they let it go easily after some dramatic moment. Dedicated.

ASC: daddy issues central. Known to be the most introverted leo placement but they’re very very very attached to their pride underneath. They really do wanna be/feel special and unique to the point of keeping most people at arm’s length cause that’s how much they wanna distinct themselves

Mercury: won’t hesitate to change topics if they don’t care what is being talked about or it has nothing to do with them. Laser focused on their interests tho that’s pretty cool

Venus: yeah they're generous but also a bit overbearing and low-key snotty. Tendency to associate themselves with people they don’t like all that much just because it gives them status or cause they get to receive lavish treatment

Virgo

Mars: omfg I love this placement so much. They handle conflict with SO much grace and embody all the good traits of virgo (capable, responsible, hard workers, great to work with, helpful, self-accountable....) *lady gaga's voice* talented brilliant incredible amazing show-stopping spectacular-

Venus: genuinely very responsable, dedicated and loyal in their relationships and commitments. I always find myself often complimenting their style and fashion choices

Mercury: a bit of a menace bc they can be good liars but they're always very very talented individuals in whatever it is they do

ASC: pretty self-serving tbh and often come across as goody-two-shoes or know-it-alls but they're alright for the most part. The virgo placement that has it the LEAST together tbh

Moon: they'll be there for you when you need help or advice but they can be pretty judgmental. They have a tendency to not really give people some grace. If they genuinely like you tho they’ll be extremely appreciative of everything you do right. Supportive

Sun: Very standoffish personality. Hard on themselves on the surface but probably also has a hidden superiority complex. The only placement where I prefer the men over the women

Libra

Moon: least superficial libra placement. Very introspective, sweet and find it really easy to understand other's emotions in an unbiased way

Mercury: invented the concept of understanding and voicing other perspectives with necessarily agreeing. Mind of their own.

Venus: superficial and obsessed with the opposite sex? Yes. Extremely devoted in all their relationships? Also yes.

Sun: meh. I keep having this experience with Libra Suns where I think they're great at first but then they end up being... not so great after some time. They're not bad really but their air-headedness makes them very unreliable

ASC: Their charm is manipulative and can easily hide a shitty personality underneath (not always the case tho). They're also the most emotionally superficial/detached of the bunch

Mars: hypocrates, huge huge hypocrates. Dubious morality. Playing devils advocate

Scorpio

Sun: they mind their own business and are really good at picking their battles wisely, only taking out their “dark” energy when it’s needed

Mars: don’t bother them and they won’t bother you. That’s the golden rule. Otherwise they’re pretty chill and unproblematic, dark humor enjoyers and strong-willed. I won’t say they’re completely drama free but hey

Mercury: they’ll be open to talk about anything, you can tell them literally anything and will listen intently without judgement. They can easily use info against others or withhold info tho so make sure they can be trusted

ASC: y’all low-key enjoy toxicity and drama but you don’t wanna admit it!!! They really thrive in uncomfortable situations and probably likes gossip too. One of the most black-or-white mindset placements

Venus: yeah not the best in relationships. They don’t really give their all and when they do give something it’s never unconditional. Relationships are always a power dynamic to them

Moon: Very tricky placement. Life has not been kind to them oof. Either they’re very traumatized people with a good heart deep down or very traumatized people with a really ugly and nasty soul. They also romanticize psychopaths and antisocial behaviors for some reason?????

Sagittarius

ASC: yes Im biased I don't care. But, be honest, when have you met a sag asc that wasn't cool af? Case closed. Life's good as a sag asc and when it's not, we make it that way

Sun: if you keep the men out of the equation sag suns are amazing!!! Their personality is like a breath of fresh air

Mercury: soso profound and intelligent. Will introduce you to new perspectives, great researchers. So good at finding answers and solutions!!!

Venus: Very open-minded, they are genuinely very accepting of literally any kind of person! They will applaud and celebrate your differences and quirks however they tend to be flighty and pretty light on their feet

Moon: Anger issues!!! Very volatile and defensive people underneath that chill and funny persona. They have well-known beef with someone. Don't like admitting their wrong, prone to ghosting everyone 99% of the times

Mars: the most entitled and rude out of all the sagittarius placements. The type to laugh in your face and never take accountability, their attitude can be revolting if you ask me

Capricorn

Venus: they make me MELT. So incredibly attractive, reliable, such an impecable taste, the way they treat you will bring you to your knees like ugh I can't

Mars: most resilient individuals I've seen truly!! Literally nothing will bring them down. So so ambitious, focused and have endless energy love them

Sun: cap suns and I have natural synergy. They're very level-headed, reliable, loyal and mature. However they are huge fatalists, very pessimistic and my jupiterian ass ain’t got time for that

ASC: too obsessed with their status and/or how they're perceived compared to others in their circle like sis stop caring sm what others think and live a little!!!

Mercury: listen, these folks can be very intelligent and well-read, but they tend to come across as narrow-minded or bigoted sometimes with the things the say or how they say things

Moon: I wanna root for y'all cap moons but being honest I've seen this placement is very common in really toxic personalities. They hold lots of past resentments and can be very judgmental and mean similar to virgo moons

Aquarius

ASC: socially adaptable but they stay true to themselves at the same time. Attractive, loyal and fresh personality/presence.

Mars: veeeery likable and popular. They really are dedicated to making an impact on the people

Sun: when they just simply focus on being themselves and doing their own thing they're very genuinely special and chill people and great friends! However when they care too much about being making themselves special they're very egocentric and unnecessarily problematic

Venus: messy placement. Very welcoming but they have big trust issues. They go back and forth between 'everyone loves me' and 'everyone hates me' and so they act accordingly....

Mercury: super intelligent, great in debates and very convincing, they always make great points. However the god complex is BLATANT here, they really think they're the only one that's right

Moon: another deeply traumatized placement. They can be great advocates for the collective however they tend to lack empathy specially when it comes to interpersonal relationships

Pisces

Sun: rough around the edges at first but they are a lot more helpless and vulnerable than they seem on the surface. Also they are genuinely really good at disappearing??? You won't even notice they're gone. Their presence is striking tho

Mercury: "idk what the fuck she's saying but girl I am living!". They have such a rich inner world I can't. SEDUCTIVE

ASC: they are... functioning humans. They go around life not being completely sure of what's going on but hey that Jupiter is somehow making everything work for them

Moon: "There is an idea of Pisces Moons, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real them. Only an entity, something illusory. And though they can hide their wondering gaze, and you can shake their hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense your life styles are probably comparable, they simply are not there"

Venus: I've already spilled the tea on this placement. Next.

Mars: ever person I've seen with this placement was mentally unwell like, severely. They're doormats for the most part but there's this hidden side of them that can turn into a total demon

by astrobydalia

[our-dumbass-of-sorrows]

very inconvenient that I have become fixated on the concept of robots and AI while trying to finish a high fantasy d&d campaign about religion

[pillowspace]

Celestial Sundown AU Moon

He is the god of night, and a guardian to children. This AU is based on a dream I had awhile back. I've finally DESIGNED him !!! I can rest easy now

Sun, god of day

(NOTE: spoilers ahead for people coming from the fic)

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After multiple children were sacrificed in his name for the request of aid (the interpretations of Sun and Moon vary from culture to culture, so in that particular culture, Moon was more known for having a detached liking rather than protectiveness), Moon slaughtered the entire town responsible, a town which had temples for varying gods and, therefore, held favour from the Celestial Realm. It was his final strike, and his right to travel to the Mortal Realm was officially revoked.

(You found the town's frightening aftermath while passing through when you were younger, but you and Moon did not cross paths.)

Moon now solely resides in the Celestial Realm, where Sun keeps him company and frequently brings him trinkets from the Mortal Realm to keep him from getting bored. Though while it mildly helps, Moon still feels aimless with his guardian role now obsolete.

Moon can turn any music he plays hypnotic, but the trance is not unbreakable. He can also blend into any dark space he wants by wrapping his clouds around himself. Both Moon and Sun can dismiss their clouds at will.

[thegnomelord]

the 141 would stand no chance with werewolf!reader and werewolf!soap. both of you scenting them and each other.

they come back from a mission you and soap weren’t on to find you both stinking of each other and lying in a heap.

god forbid you’re mated to each other, the displays you do borderline inappropriate as you shamelessly rub against each other, covering each other in marks

Oh yeah, you two have gotten SOOO much chastising from Price about your and his inappropriate touching of each other :D. And god help the rest of the team when the full moon draws near, you two just become cuddle bugs with each other and the team lol

CW:NSFW SubBot Soap, DomTop MReader

Before you came into the picture, it would take the entire team to wear Johnny out on a full moon, from wrestling to fucking to playing fetch, doing anything they could to keep Soap from gnawing on the walls of the base like some puppy just growing his permanent teeth.

Now it's simultaneously better and worse with you. You and Soap get on like a house on fire, touching and scenting each other on a regular day, but increasing it exponentially as the full moon draws near. It's the time of the month when the pack is supposed to come together so the rest of the lads find themselves with twice as many wagging tails and needy whines as you and Soap work to scent them all; Gaz laughing as he's trapped between you and Soap, your fur tickling his skin. Ghost grumbling under his breath as he scratches your neck while Soap nuzzles his entire body against him, Price purring deep and calming in his sleep while you two are curled around him.

They leave you alone when you chase Soap into the woods, your wolves fully taking over as you run and howl and snarl into the night. Growing tired of running you pin him down, your teeth clamping onto the scruff of his neck as you two tumble to the ground.

Soap snarls and thrashes like an eel, attempting to throw you off but you hold firm, claws scraping against his sides until the scent of blood enters your senses, your cock already slipping from it's sheath to rub against the swell of his ass.

You feel him shiver, a low pitched whine leaving his jaws as his body goes limp, large claws tearing into the dirt as he spreads his legs, tail curling up and slick already pearling the rim of his hole, wet and willing for you.

Your feral mind doesn't even think about prepping him, your hips humping against his ass until the tip of your cock catches on his hole and you're shoving your cock inside him in one rough move, a desperate yelp pushing out of Soap's lungs, his hole clenching down on you.

But he's not in pain, fully shifted he's more than able to take you, only needing a few seconds to get adjusted before he's pushing his hips back, a demanding snarl bubbling in his throat. You snarl in response, setting a brutal pace that has him growling and whining, his cock hard and leaking between his furry thighs.

You don't last long, your hips snapping against his ass, balls slapping his own, your teeth still holding him by the scruff as you cum inside him. But you don't stop.

Soap whines and whimpers when your hips continue to move, his hole wet with cum and slick as your hard cock, not even having softened, continues to saw into him. You go the entire night like that, cumming inside him again and again until the morning sun rises and the rest of the boys find you two back in your human forms, your body curled around his and your knot firmly lodged in his ass, the ground itself wet with your cum.

[where-does-the-heart-lie]

For @orange-artist ‘s ASL god AU DTIYS! (congrats on the milestone!)

This was really fun, I absolutely love drawing ethereal designs

Additional notes 👇

So i adjusted the original designs ... a bit... To draw in my style means that i have to make everything extra, sorry.

Ace:

I like the base design for Ace a lot! i looked at other posts to get more context to these outfits and i say this draping billowy pants design that i liked a lot more, so I used that instead of the ones he has in the picture.

I love his cute little star crown, i think it looks dope as hell. I wanted to bring it to other parts of him too, so I gave him an arm cuff with it, too! If i had drawn the front of him, you would also see that crown design around his waist as a belt, too.

i originally had him in a pose similar to the one he has in the original, but after i sketched out the other two poses i found he looked a little two flat, so i brought his hand out to the foreground.

I like the choice for his hair to gradient out to look like a comet! I had a lot of trouble trying to make it look Just Right, but i think I nailed it

Luffy:

I didn't change much about his design, I really just made him a little more yellow than he was before. Its hard to improve an already banger design. He's my ethereal silly guy...

I really love the idea of Luffy's scars looking like gold, that's really cool.

I wish I could've added that cold crown he has around his head, but i didn't know how to without it looking sloppy so i had to leave it out.

Sabo:

I changed so much about Sabo's design, i would like to send out a formal apology for it, I admit I went a little too ham. I had already completed the picture before i went back to look at the original post and saw the comments about how Sabo was supposed to look... discreet...... I... Did Not Make Him Discreet. In The Slightest. :DDD ehe

I needed help for Sabo's pose because i was having so much trouble with the hand, i called upon my good website friend JustSketchMe to get it right. I had this idea for the pose because i wanted the claw to look like a crescent moon, I think it looks pretty good.

I would've given him normal snakebite piercings too but i felt that the ring piercings looked more Crescent-like, so i went with that.

Moon belt. i want that moon belt. I have no outfits it would go with. but i still want it.

I love Sabo's whispies that he has in the original design, but when I put them in the art i had, it cluttered up the piece too much and I had to get rid of them. A moment of silence for the fallen whispies...

Noticing now I forgot Sabo's Cane..... oops.

General:

I shaded Luffy to be lighted by the sun, Sabo the moon, but i made Ace be the light for himself. There's some deep meaning to that, but I cant think of one right now.

I had a lot of fun drawing this, i hope i was failthful enough to the original designs even though i changed everything a lot :)

Drinking game: take a shot everytime I used the word "I", take a double shot each time i forgot to capitalize it, too. You will be Dead by the end of the post, though.

[vitaminkyeom]

[12:22]

PAIRING || Mingyu x Female Reader

GENRES || Fluff, Best Friends To Lovers AU

WARNINGS || none

WORD COUNT || 1k

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“shit.” you cursed as you flopped down on the hastily unfurled mat, grimacing as you saw the amount of sand your feet had collected when you had  dashed from the sea to the current spot. as much as you loved the beach, there was nothing you hated more than having sand stick to your wet skin which always resulted in that prickly feeling all over your legs. 

“done playing?” nayeon asked, looking up from the book she was reading. 

“yeah.” you muttered, trying to dust off your feet. “why doesn’t the sand come off?”

“give it some time. it will fall off on its own. are the others still playing?” she asked again, staring at the five figures pushing and pulling each other as the waves crashed against them.

“yeah, they’ve still got energy left in them.” you replied, following her gaze. you watched the sun dip at the horizon, making the water look like golden ink as it gently lapped against the sparkling sand. as you watched your friends play, your eyes fell on the tall muscular figure who was currently giggling and laughing way too much, and you felt your lips automatically pull into a smile. 

crossing your legs, sandy feet all forgotten, you watched kim mingyu as seungkwan tackled him into the water. you always knew the golden hour made your tanned friend look extra attractive but right now under the sparkling sea, he truly looked like a god.

as he came up to the surface his eyes met yours, toothy grin on full display as he stared back at you fondly. maybe because mingyu was such a sweet and lovely person, but you had noticed that an eye contact with him was more than enough for you to feel at complete ease. 

even now you could feel yourself slipping into that comfort zone as you watched him jog towards you. it was funny how much of an effect he had on you, but the last thing you expected was your stomach to flip when he shook his head, causing water droplets to fly off his hair and fall on you.

“hey!” you complained, causing mingyu to just laugh as he flopped down beside you.

“what’s wrong? are you okay?” you could hear the concern laced in his voice as he handed you a water bottle.

“you know what, guys? maybe i’m going to go dip my legs in the water too.” nayeon declared, standing up. giving the two of you a smile, she dashed off, leaving both of you alone.

“are you sure?” mingyu asked again. you cocked your head to the side, slightly confused about what he was talking. “sure about what?”

“you’re okay? is it too hot? or is it the sand pricking your skin?” 

you stared back at him. “how did you know?”

“how did i know what?” mingyu asked, already taking out a towel from his bag. 

“that the sand was pricking my skin?”

“because you always complain about it whenever we go to the beach, silly.” he said with a smile, and you felt your heart stutter a bit. he gently wrapped the towel around your legs and began wiping them. “i know it’s uncomfortable but don’t worry. once your leg dries off it will fall off on its own. but i’ll try my best to dust them off.”

up this close, you were hit by his tangy smell, the smell of the salty sea combined with his signature cologne that he always wore, something you had grown to like over the past few years. you could see the moles on his face, something you had always joked about by saying that the stars had decided to land on his face on those spots. 

“stop looking at me like that.” he chuckled, causing you to snap out of your daze. 

“like what?” you asked. 

mingyu looked up at you, his soft smile making you feel giddy. everything inside you felt light, like with him you could forget everything that bothered you in this world. 

“like you’re in love with me.” he joked.

and in that moment, it felt like you had just been struck by a huge wave, almost drowning you in the sea. but mingyu had held your hand tightly, easily pulling you out of it and everything felt clearer all of a sudden. it was like your head had finally come out of the water and was breathing fresh air, and all you could see was mingyu.

mingyu. the golden boy you apparently were in love with you.

mingyu, who did everything for you without even you asking him.

mingyu, who could understand all your feelings without you telling him.

mingyu, who always made you feel like you were on cloud nine.

“i’m in love with you.” you muttered, still staring at him in a daze as the realisation slowly ebbed away. and it was like the realisation had cleared your eyesight because now you could see how ethereal he looked under the golden sun with a thousand times more clarity.

and you could feel the way your heart stuttered at his looks, the way your stomach flipped at his every touch and the way you craved to collapse into his arms right now.

“earth to y/n.” 

blinking back, you forced a smile back onto your face. “yeah, i’m listening.”

“good. thought that joke killed you off.” he laughed, finally getting up. you laughed with him, trying not to look like you had just discovered the worst possible secret of your life, because how could you be in love with your friend?

mingyu extended his hand towards you. “want to go find some sea shells?”

you looked up at him, wondering if he was, is or will ever be in love with you the way you were with. shrugging the thought of with a smile, you took his hand as he pulled you up. “sure. let’s go search for some.”

why not just enjoy the moments you had with him, right?

A/N: Please do tell me what you think about this story!! I worked really hard on it and I would love to know everyone’s thoughts on it~ Comments and reblogs are appreciated!

© 𝐆𝐘𝐔-𝐄𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

[utterlyotterlyx]

Skin and Bones

Cassian x Fem!Reader

Summary - Cassian barely knew who you were let alone your affections toward him. Determined to not play the Lord of Bloodshed's puppy, you kept quiet, silently waiting for the Mother to give you your chance. But, one Starfall, everything changes.

Warnings - pining, fluff, alcohol use, swearing

Based of this ask

The teasing had become a common occurrence.

It wasn't often that you left the confinements of The Library, but when you did, for whatever reason that would be, you'd always find yourself in the same place as the Lord of Bloodshed, and his mere presence encapsulated your attention enough to shush to to complete silence.

Cassian was a god-like specimen, the curves of his taut, trained muscle contorting with each movement, his hair pulled back into a well-maintained bun with slices falling over his face that faded down the sides to that impeccable beard ; he was ruggedly handsome, rough-hewn with sun-kissed golden skin, and brown-green eyes that made you weak whenever they passed over you.

He had only spoken to you twice, once when he asked if you were alright after you had dropped a stack of books upon seeing him, little did he know that you weren't just some clumsy researcher, but that you were awestruck upon seeing that carved from the mountains complexion and those large membranous wings. The other time he had spoken to you was to ask for a book that Amren needed, a request you had quickly granted, your giddiness drifting like ash in the wind when he took the book from your grasp with a small thanks and looked right through you.

Other than those two instances, Cassian hadn't spoken to you, it was like you didn't even exist to him.

You weren't the most ongoing female, you didn't find joy in sauntering about the room and throwing yourself onto any male who deemed you worthy enough. You were reserved. You were quiet to all but the ones who truly knew you well enough to say that you were by far the most complex thing in all of Velaris.

And that was saying something.

"He's never going to notice you when you hole yourself up in the corner like that," Mari drawled, rolling her eyes at you as you had, yet again, found Cassian laughing thunderously across the room and set your sights on him, "Go and talk to him."

Your friends had consistently tried to convince you to talk to him, to try and give you the confidence you needed to walk right up to the Lord of Bloodshed and tell him exactly how you felt.

"How long are you going to look at him until you just do it?" Rita's was teething with thumping music and swirling talk, it was the night of Starfall, and the entire of Velaris had moved from their own private celebrations to dance and drink the night away at the city's favourite bar.

Not taking your eyes off of him as he stood between his brothers, laughing like a giddy child with his white canines shining in the glittering light, you told Sia, "As long as I need to."

Sia scoffed, pushing her moon white hair back over her shoulder and allowing her silver gaze to tear into you, "Not good enough, Y/N."

Humming in agreement, Mari leaned over the white marble table and grasped you chin in her delicate fingers, "You look insane tonight. Don't waste it by sitting in that corner. Even the High Lady doesn't outshine you in that dress," Mari's dark pools of onyx and blue winked, her voice was as soft as summer rain.

"I'm not going to be a puppy that chases him around-"

"It'll happen when it happens and all of that crap," Sia waved her hand, reciting your weekly words, "And looking at him like that every time is doing what exactly?" Heat crept up your cheeks and you scowled, "Come on, we're dancing," Sia sank her drink, the delightfully tropical concoction that was once in her glass dissipating, "I'm not asking."

Mari was right. You did look incredible.

Red fabric doused in diamonds clung to every curve and shimmered in the faelight with every movement you took, an off-the-shoulder neckline which highlighted the hollowness of your collarbones, a high slit that reached your right thigh, matching lace gloves that kissed your elbows. Absolute perfection.

With a sigh, you slid your covered hand into Sia's who wasted no time in hauling you up and dragging you through a sea of intoxicated bodies to the centre of the dancefloor, just in case you changed your mind. Caging in the little mouse with no means of escape.

They were lucky to have been able to convince you to treat yourself for once, to buy a new dress and put makeup on, to give yourself something to look forward to. Sia and Mari knew how lonely The Library could be, though of course knew that you didn't mind one bit, you loved what you did, it had enabled you to travel the world and find things no male ever could. It was always about perspective, you had told them.

Sia placed her hands on your waist, making you sway to the beat of the music with her, your bodies moving like a ripple down the Sidra. Light fell over you, drifting through the crowd who were becoming lost in the thumping melodies, falling victim to the alcohol in their systems. It was Starfall, how couldn't they?

Your friend reached behind you, pulling the pin from your delicately wound updo, allowing your hair to flow down your spine and smiling as you ran your fingers through it, twirling around and feeling every hit of bass reverberate through your body.

Too busy losing yourself in the moment, you didn't feel a certain gaze floating over your figure, drinking in your large smile and giggles as you danced, drinking in the curve of your breasts and hips, "Who are you looking at?" Mor appeared next to him, swaying slightly from the amount of alcohol she had drank, crouching beneath his chin like it would help her focus on who had stolen his attention. "Oh, please tell me you're looking at Y/N."

"Y/N?" Cassian asked, puzzled, he tilted his head to the side, looking at your closer, the pretty eyes and soft features, the pure joy as you jumped to the music with your friend.

"Y/N? Prythian's most accomplished researcher?" Mor barked incredulously, in disbelief that anyone could have the gall to not know who the female was, "She's the most impressive person I've ever met."

"More impressive than me?" Cassian smirked at the golden-haired blonde, it was suggestive, it was teasing, it earnt him a sharp jab to the arm, "Ow," he rubbed over the clothed patch of skin, enjoying the feel of the silk black shirt he had decided to adorn that night.

"Way more impressive than you, Lord of Bloodshed," Mor finished the last of her drink and leaned into him, "I'm surprised you haven't noticed her before, she's always helping Azriel and Amren out with whatever they need."

That's it. Y/N.

Cassian knew who you were. The ditzy researcher that worked within the library in the River House, the one who had gotten that book for him one time, the one who had dropped a stack of tomes on her toes and repressed the squeal until she'd gone red in the face.

But surely that female wasn't you. You looked- you looked so radiant, practically glowing like a star in a sea of darkness, completely different to the grey-blue tunic pants you wore alongside a thick black woven jumper that drowned you.

"That's Y/N?" Cassian asked, shocked, narrowing his eyes on you when Mor nodded, "But, I've barely even noticed her, she's so quiet."

Azriel laughed then, loudly too, one that rumbled through his chest as he clasped Cassian's shoulder, "Y/N is not quiet," he told his brother, looking to you fondly, "She's the loudest thing ever actually, funny too."

"I've never heard her. I've barely noticed her existence."

Mor reached a finger out and flicked the pendent dangling from his neck, "Because she's not loud when you're around, silly."

A beat passed and Azriel let out a small, knowing, "Oh," like a lightbulb had flashed on in his brain, the penny dropping in his mind, and a shit-eating grin pulling at the corners of his lips.

"What?" Cassian asked, his gaze flickering between Azriel and Mor who were silently communicating with their eyes.

Mor smiled, "I think you should go and talk to her, say hi, happy starfall and all of that stuff," Mor gave him little option, pushing him from their ledge and onto the dancefloor.

Cassian rolled his shoulders and turned to Mor and Azriel with a scowl, they had taken a step closer to one another, whispering between themselves.

She was right though, he should be polite and wish you a happy starfall. Adjusting the open collar of his silk shirt, he moved through the crowd that parted like the Sidra before him until he saw a straight line guiding him to you.

Your friend saw him coming and dipped her head to him before taking a step back, smirking to herself at your complete unawareness of the situation as you twirled back to where you thought she was, only to meet a wall of rock hard muscle and wings that cast a shadow over you.

Dark amber, smoke, and cloves stung their way down your nose and into your lungs, it was the deepest breath you had ever taken. Those brown-green eyes that stalked your dreams were now peering down on you with splendid wonder, his entire figure curled around you, and you felt your heart beating a mile a minute.

"Hi," his voice was low and rough, his breath smelt like aged whisky, and his entire body heat made you feel like your skin was on fire, "Y/N, right?"

It took you a moment to respond, "Yeah," you replied, gravity shifting around you and the music dimming into a hum in your ears.

Cassian grinned, "I'm Cassian."

"I know who you are," the movement of your lips had him entranced, like they were moving in slow motion, he watched them peel from one another, he watched the movement of your tongue with every sweet syllable that moved through them.

It wasn't often that Cassian found himself speechless, it wasn't often that he stood before such an accomplished female and knew little to nothing about her, "Mor mentioned that you're a researcher, that you help Amren and Azriel sometimes. How come I know nothing about you?"

His eyes were hypnotising, "You've never looked long enough."

Cassian smiled, eyes glistening with approval as he took a step forward, laying a hand on you waist and sending an electrifying current over every inch of your skin, "Maybe I should."

You hummed, "Maybe it's time you did," you were doing everything you could to keep your soul from trembling, to keep your voice calm and stoic, to throw that confident façade up like a shield.

His finger, as rough and calloused as you had dreamed it would be, took a strand of hair and pushed it over your shoulder, his fingers grazing your collarbone on their retreat. "Dance with me?"

You spent the remainder of the night in his arms, dancing with him to the music, allowing his large hands to roam your body and ask questions about you that no one had ever bothered to.

It happened to be the most magical Starfall that either of you had ever celebrated.

[punksocks]

Astrology Observations: No.28

*just based on my observations, only take what resonates

(Sorry it’s been a minute, I got my time back then I got sick- like same day! I’m good now, thank god, but it was absolutely insane and everything has been going on in the world, my God)

-If your moon opposes your ascendant you may be known for making the wrong impressions on people (especially first impressions) at some point in your life

-Not the first time I said this but I feel like Libra Asc tend to need to balance out aspects of their life more bc of their houses having the opposite signs over them.

-On the other hand I feel like Aries asc have a very straightforward, sometimes less complicated world view bc of their houses lining up with their traditional rulers.

-Mars in determemt and fall (Libra, cancer, 12th house) really gives you a finite amount of stamina

-I feel like cancer venus/moons tend to wax the most poetically and romantically about the nostalgia they feel. Even stronger for Venus.

-Men with cancer placements be like: I didn’t know I was manipulating you into being nice to me until it was already happening (lmao oof)

-I noticed Aries and Scorpio Sun men/masc folks can get romanticized a lot, I think this is bc their identity is ruled by mars traditionally, so they tend to be assigned more masculine traits/act their traits out in a more “traditionally” (or even just comfortably) masculine way

-Aqua Sun/asc/venus usually have some features that makes their face really stand out I noticed (unique brow/nose/head shape etc) (idk why I haven’t seen this with moons as much)

-Signs in your 8th house may come off as mysterious or hard to understand

-You may find it really easy to vibe with people that have Sun conjunct your Asc

-I’ve noticed that a lot of Virgo mars may eat like really spicy or punishing foods (especially if the mars is in a fire house)

-Saturn aspecting your big 3 can help you age really well- depending on how well you take care of yourself (extreme example: dick van dyke, he’s almost 100 and he’s still jumping around with so much energy)

-Pisces placements can be like incredibly intelligent and yet still come off as a bit spacey (one of my favorite YouTubers used to head extra credits and he is SO SMART, like just a seriously huge capacity for knowledge but he sounds spacey when he does his chill gameplays and pieces things together unscripted lol)

-Jupiter square/opposition Sun can make you come off as overly pessimistic, it can also make you come off as optimistic at the wrong times (laughing at serious moments, etc)

-Taurus placements are so motivated by food, it’s so real (the amount of times I’ve had a Taurus sun/moon/mars not hear a word I was saying bc they were scoping out a restaurant? Countless lol)

-I notice a lot of rappers & musicians (especially the innovative ones) have major Pisces placements

-Aries moons get emotional fulfillment by winning what they chase after (Aries in big 6 tends to make you go after things in general too imo)

-I noticed sometimes Leo moon can make you a bit self centered, like in the most literal sense, you may have trouble understanding perspectives outside of your own

-Virgos and Geminis and 3rd/6th house placements have great memory but they tend to forget certain aspects. They tend to forget or mix up details. (My ex took like 3 years to remember my middle name beyond the first initial lol god; also, I always remember zodiac signs but not birthdays lol)

-I love how Joe Pera has a cancer Mercury and his comedy is like the coziest comedy I’ve ever heard, he even got his following bc his helping people fall asleep and just talking through his chill podcast (did not expect him to have like the most fire in his chart tho?? Wouldn’t have guessed lol)- Pisces Mercury and Mercury with hard aspects to Neptune probably have a cozy affect on others when they communicate with them too

[trashmouth-richie]

➶ pt 1 1/2: DULEX (the gnat) a mid/prequel || emperor geta x reader

➶ 18+ smut 🥀 this takes place somewhere after reader meets caracalla and geta the first night she comes to Palatine Hill and where part one ended.

➶pt i: dulci ut rosa {sweet as a rose🥀 } pt ii: vitiosus + deliciosus

pt iii: frangere me

Licking up the hot spend that threatened to spill from your lips, you looked up at your Emperor. Your knees had gotten used to the stone floor, the sand no longer bothering you as it cut through your skin. Geta’s groans were low and guttural, every time. They never swayed, and neither did you as he pumped your mouth full every night. 

His chin was tilted upward giving you a clear view of his thick neck. It resembled a tree trunk, a knob in the center where it bobbed with satisfaction, veining with cords that would tighten when he denied himself the pleasure of release. Some nights were longer than others, but they all started and ended the same way. 

You told him every detail of what Caracalla had said during your evenings with him. Even the minute details of what he nibbled on during the vesperna, which was mostly fish, sucking the bones between his teeth and then using it as a tool to dig out the tender flesh between his gums. 

Geta sometimes laughed at the things you told him. Other times he was angry, brooding beneath that glorious wave of honeypot curls. 

Tonight, he didn’t ask for the secrets immediately on his arrival. Gets simply looked you over from head to toe, and when his eyes finished their feast he turned, cocking his head for you to follow him. 

He walked with hands behind his back as he strolled an inch ahead of you, so close that if your hands and his were loose, they’d touch. He showed you around the palace, paintings with various strokes of colors making up different frescoes along the great walls. All of which made up the Roman Gods. Apollo and Diana in one showcasing the sun and the moon. Neptune, riding a massive stallion, a hurricane in his wake. 

It was exquisite, the different materials used to makeup each piece was fascinating. Geta admired silently, and when he spoke in his native language, you were surprised.

Latin was becoming less and less common, but when he spoke, it rolled off his tongue in eloquence. Pure, unbroken, seductive. Flowing in a way you hadn’t heard in years. You could listen to him for hours.

Further down another corridor led to a great display of busts of Emperors before himself. He paused at one that looked fairly new, the marble uncracked and pristine. Geta, moved his fingers along the base of the heavy stone uttering quietly, “pater meus.”

You stood before the behemoth looking alter, taking in the intricate carvings of the handsome face, one that looked nearly identical to the man staring back at it. Turning towards him you managed,  “Ita, Quomodo mortuus est?” 

A ripple of shock wove like a needle across his face. Geta looked at you before you spoke, “mortuus est ex morbo.” It was no secret that Caracalla and Geta’s father fell ill and died unexpectedly. 

Still, you’d never lost someone close to you before. 

“Me paenitet,” you whispered. Even though Geta was a strange man to understand, you were still sorry for his loss. Emperor Septimius Severus was a great man, powerful and demanding to those around him, but still loved by Rome. 

Geta looked at you with narrowed eyes, “death isn’t feared by warriors, only those who are weak are afraid of what lies beyond our world.” 

He looked as if he would say something else, but he never did, only jerking his head as if to shrug clear his mind before turning on his heel walking quickly the way you came. This time, he walked further ahead of you, his feet slapping the marble floor as he went.  A rolling sensation spurring in his nerves. 

Geta had times of showing brute strength, other times he was almost kind to you, a friend perhaps. But his mind seem to change like the direction of the wind, like he pushed down anything that could possibly make him happy, make him let go.

“Tell me what he’s done on this day,” he suddenly ordered over his shoulder, his voice back to the bark it usually had, “from first light to his chamber.” 

Stumbling over your words you began the lengthy, and extremely boring explanation of how Caracalla had spent his day. Before you could finish and before getting to the closed off corridor, Geta grabbed your arm pulling you down past the massive stone pillars. Into the open.

The humid air hung thick and wet on your skin. The moon was draped with clouds, a poor night for prey. With his finger pointing to the dirt, he motioned for you to kneel, and you looked at him startled. Out here, anyone could see you and report your trickery to one of the generals or worse, to Caracalla. 

Raising his eyebrows in protest, the pieces of the puzzle  seemed to fit as he assembled your hesitation, “No one will see your whore mouth as I fuck it, they are all tucked into their beds, or drunk.” 

Nodding curtly, you obey, slinking to your knees, only to be stopped by his hand and brought back to standing before him. A look you couldn’t place was etched onto his features, as if he was fighting himself in his head, holding himself back. 

Geta had been pissed beyond belief after visit his father’s busy. All he could do was be reminded of how his father left him here to rule with his brother. Caracalla wasn’t fit to be an Emperor. He was barely fit to be anything more than a wet dog. 

Rage had filled his head as he stomped back to the hallway that was tainted with his moans and the slurp of your gags. He wanted to brutalize your mouth, maybe he’d end up knocking out one of your teeth, or bruise your throat so terribly that you couldn’t swallow anything but liquid for a weeks.

But now as you stood before him, he suddenly felt a sense of calm. Geta was always sure of what he wanted, what he desired. Since your arrival, you somehow seemed to put his maddening thoughts at ease. Just seeing your eyes and the way the suffocated moon shone in them… he couldn’t keep this act up much longer. 

“Don’t… don’t move just yet,” he nearly whispered, releasing your arm and moving his fingers across your collarbone. His thumb outlined the marrow beneath the skin, and he moved to the curve of your jaw before placing the pads of his fingers on your lips.

He was right. They felt like the most expensive silk gold could buy, and for the first time in Geta’s life, he wanted to feel them on his own. 

He’d fucked practically all the women of Rome, yet he never allowed them touch him in that way. But watching your lips move when you spoke the native tongue back to him made his cock jump, and his chest tighten. They moved in such a seductionous manner he felt as though he was in a trance. Your voice hypnotized him, your lips the object of his innermost desires.

Without thinking anymore of it, Geta leaned in, aligning his lips to yours, as he melted on the hot humid night beneath the Gods and anyone else to witness— he melted into his first actual kiss. As he pulled away from you, a delicate humming noise tickled his eardrum, a pestering sound, barely audible, something he’d been hearing more and more frequently…

-🔆part 3 is already being written besties

latin translation:

dulex— gnat

pater meus— my father

Ita, Quomodo mortuus est?— yes, how did he die?

mortuus est ex morbo— he died from an illness

me paentit— i’m sorry

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[k-4-ni]

4 WHOLE HOURS (NSFW)

Ever think about what DICK GRAYSON does when you're off to work?

Just dick being a dick (and a pervert)

When he builds up the courage to finally peel his eyes open, hissing through clenched teeth as the sun seeps through the curtains, it feels like it is poking his eyes out.

When he looks over his shoulder, expecting to wake up to your limp and sleepy state, expecting to snag a whiff of your expensive perfume that you insist on putting on before going to bed, expecting to catch a glimpse of your pretty complexion (that he came on multiple times the night before.)

But he didn't.

He found himself staring mindlessly at the vacant slot next to him, a harsh wave of bitter air spreading throughout his skin, his fingers lightly tracing over the wrinkles of the sheets— a trace of you before you left.

He hates— No, Abhors when you go to work, he understands that you have your problems and responsibilities to lay off but why was work so early in the morning? It's not like you'd get fired if you took a day off.

Dick pressed his lips into a tight frown, the realization of your absence dawning on him— the realization that you weren't going to join him in breakfast, or his daily run, or his daily 10-minute session of cuddling and oozing into your warmth, or—

Stop.

He'll be fine, it's not like you're gone for—4 hours.

4 whole hours, 240 whole minutes alone, waiting (im)patiently for you to come back home so he could tackle you to the floor and have a perfect excuse to fuck your brains out— And to jerk off to your panties.

He can't help it, he's the eldest son of Bruce Wayne, the one and only Batman himself, but he's one whiny orb of fuzz and sex when it comes to you, his precious girl, his moon and stars, his honey and his home— his tiny fleshlight he could pound into whenever he likes because he knows you'll be such a good girl and take it like one.

1 hour and a half into the dreadful waiting session as he already has your red-laced panties (his favourite pair) bunched up in his hands and smothered into his nose, Oh god— Your fucking scent.

His calloused hand jerks him off until his brain is absolute mush and his thighs tense and cramp as he feels his stomach coil with that familiar sensation of release, so close— on the rim, fumbling with each breathy word, your name spilling from his quivering lips, over and over again.

The base of his cock drooling with a white and milky ring, his reddened tip oozing pre-cum, wishing it was you and your warm tongue cleaning him up of his mess, his chubby balls pulling taut with each stroke, his brain all fuzzy and a putty mess of filthy thoughts and all sorts of dirty fantasies playing in his head.

One of them, feeling your silky walls tightening and grope around his meaty cock, his tip angry and bulging out with a deep red hue— evidence of his desperate edging as his hips bucked furiously against his fingers, a jolt of electricity surging through his bones— moans and moans dribbling from his lips, heavy breaths and whimpers as he near his blinding release, a sigh of pure bliss and a slimy layer of slick sweat trickling down his eyebrows and temples.

Oh, what he would do just to feel your tight cunt keeping his cock nice and warm, smooching your pelvis with each deep plunge and thrust of his hips.

He was too lost in his fantasies of you, too lost to realize he dribbled a gooey mess of his thighs and the sheets, his tongue hungry for the sweet nectar of sex.

There was no way he was making it.

And there was no way you were going to walk tomorrow.

[harmoonix]

🪽Angelic Astrology 🪽

• A N G E L I C •

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🪽Having the next following aspects can mean that you have an enchanting/angelic aura around you and you can warm up people with your energy;

Neptune - Moon aspects 🪽

Neptune - Sun aspects 🪽

Neptune - Ascendant aspects 🪽

Cancer in big 3 (Sun, Moon, Rising)🪽

Pisces in big 3 (Sun, Moon Rising) 🪽

Saturn - Moon aspects🪽

Saturn - Ascendant aspects 🪽

Uranus - Ascendant aspects 🪽

🪽 Having Moon aspecting the ascendant can make you to look very ✨ Ethereal ✨ you can have really soft skin and big eyes because of this aspect also very gracious gestures

🪽Having Moon aspecting the South Node means that you can be very attached to your past and often you can be quite sensible, is very hard for you get rid of toxic habits/patterns also this aspect gives you high intuition about things going on in your life you are and you were very connected to your soul

🪽Moon represents your soul and you inner world, the sign you have under the moon can tell you about your past lives and how you lived them based on the house you have your moon sign in

🤍The 9th house in your chart is the house of God, having the Moon/Sun in the 9th house can make you connected to God and to religion/spirituality, you can have this *child of God* allure around you as well you can possess talents related to those things 🤍

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I don't wanna go

But baby, we both know

This is not our time

It's time to say goodbye

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🤍Mercury can also represent youthfulness, having Mercury aspecting the ascendant/sun can often make you young - looking and people can be confused knowing your age

🤍 Mercury - Moon aspects can have talents related to music and art, they can be very good at singing and their voices can also be quite unique

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🪽Having the next following aspects can mean you can be very lovely and intense + nurturing

Asteroid Ceres [1] in a water Sign

Water placements/Stelliums

Earth in big 3 [Sun, Moon, Rising]

Earth Venus/Venus in 2nd/6th/10th houses

Venus aspecting Pluto

Moon aspecting Pluto

Asteroid Ceres in an Earth Sign

🪽Having Taurus/Libra placements makes you to be someone very romantic and passionate yet also someone who can make a good first impression, people see you as someone very elegant and respected 🌼

🪽Having Capricorn placements is never easy due to the high lessons these natives need to learn, no one knows what's in their heart, no one knows how much they cried or teared for some things no one knows how much pain was in their lives, but one thing is sure they are the most powerful people out there !! You got this Cap Placements!!🤍😇🤍 Never forget how powerful you are

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~ H E A V E N ~

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🪽Having Aquarius Placements is not that easy either because to their differences and uniqueness these people had this stereotype of being "weird" just for doing things they find good for themselves they have their own struggles and their own problems but one thing is clear...Never stop being yourself, be yourself everyday, everyday when you look in the mirror tell yourself how beautiful you are ♥️✨

🪽Having Cancer/Moon prominent in your chart can make you a very sensible person with a very nurturing and warm vibe, you can be like a mother to others with your energy 🪽🤍

Some angelic placements with angel asteroid 🌼

Asteroid Angel [11911] - ascendant aspects

Asteroid Angel [11911] - moon aspects

Asteroid Angel [11911] in the 1st/4th/8th/12th houses

Asteroid Angel [11911] - sun aspects

Asteroid Angel [11911] in the 7th/9th houses

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🪽 Asteroid Angel [11911] in contact with Uranus or Neptune can make the native to have prophetic dreams, they can recieve messages through their dreams

🪽 If you have Asteroid Angel [11911] in the 8th house and someone from your family/someone close to you died, they can give you signs with their presence and you can feel it, you can feel them close when they are near

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It will come a day

When we will find our way

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🪽 Recently i discovered that natives with Sun in the 12th house suffered a lot in their past lives and it was mostly an emotional pain, that's why you can feel very emotional in this life, it is from your past life. You were hurt, very hurt in some cases and the lesson is to heal the wounds and toxicity that is around you

🪽 Asteroid Angel [11911] in aspect with Venus: Your angel/spirit guides can send you messages and signs through songs/music, you can listen to a song when you are sad/when you feel bad and to find something you needed in the lyrics of that song [When you listen music while being sad the brain focus on lyrics more]. It can also show that the native is very loved by their angels/spirit guides

🪽Having Asteroid Angel and Asteroid Juno aspecting or under the same sign makes your relationship protected by the guides/angels, the divinity takes care of you 2

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{ D I V I N E }

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🪽Asteroid Angel [11911] - Pluto aspects in very tight orbs = Your guides/angels can be very powerful and destructive if someone will want to do harm upon you, also they are here to make sure you learn your lessons and you find you power when you are low/at your lowest

🪽Asteroid Angel [11911] - Aspecting the Asteroid Hekate [100] in the 1st, 4th, 8th or 12th houses can make the native extremely intuitive, you are that intuitive that you can feel warning signs if something bad is gonna happen, also Hekate can team up with your angels to protect you

🪽Asteroid Angel [11911] - Aspecting the Aphrodite Asteroid [1388], your spirit guides/angels can give you confidence over you looks and the way you look, you are very beautiful and so is your soul with your angels/guides, you can have a very lovely/beautiful spiritual family

🪽Asteroid Angel [11911] - Aspecting the Lilith asteroid [1181], your angel/spirit guides can be half angel half demon and can hold a great power in these 2, these can be fallen angels who are your guides or extremely powerful sources from heaven, they are the type of guides who can get very mad when someone does harm upon you [These 2 aspecting eachother is so powerful]

🪽Asteroid Angel [11911] - Aspecting the Asteroid Archangel Raphaela [708] have an extremely powerful healing soul, you can heal other people and you can heal yourself from all the pain, also your soul is protected from pain, even if you can experience pain sometimes the feeling can disappear fast

🪽Having these angelic asteroids in your 1st/12th houses can make you an angel on earth vibe/energy

🪽 Having Angel in Retrogade [Rx] your spirit guides/guardian angels need to work with you in this life in order to finish your earth lesson

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🪽 Howwww y'all have been doinggg, July started to show up and the North Node return is coming closer than ever 🔥🥹 need to prepare. Anyway enjoy this Heavenly Post Part II since so many of you liked the 1st part 🪽🪽🪽🪽🪽 Some placements can have this kind of energy in them 🤍🤍🤍🤍 and because the angels are very beautiful and harmonious why to not make an post about them 🤍

🤍🌼 Hope everyone reading my notes has a good day full of love and peace 🤍🌼

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Here is part I for those who didn't see it

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[mediumgayitalian]

In his head he is brave enough to say it: gods, you are beautiful in the moonlight. He is. He has made Nico weak in the knees since they were fifteen and new and fragile as spun glass, and he does now. In the moonlight his radiance is much subtler; he is opal and pearl and quartz, he is shining and multifaceted.

Instead he traces the bob of Will’s throat, his long, freckly neck, cratered with burn scars and cupped with a raised white scar from years of endless picking; follows the wild winding wisps of his hair, barely held back by his old sunglasses, compressed in coils around his head like a pen spring squished to the size of its threads, creaking with the weight of its own potential energy, brimming with the imagined burst of its future; memorizes the fluttering flap of his feathering eyelashes, the delicate dips of his deepened Cupid’s bow, the roughened raze of his wide rowdy hands. All of him is in motion, always, but now especially, hands twitching on the wheel, head thrown back, mouth wide and shaking along with his shoulders.

“I really like your laugh,” and it’s quick, vowels tumbling over each other and tripping the consonants, a queue of clumsy hopefuls scrambling over shoulders and clasping hands. The pretty laughter fades and arched eyebrows replace it, poorly hidden surprise, twitching smile lines, and Nico looks deliberately forward, mortification cackling along each of his wire-tense muscles, dancing along the shimmering heat of his face. “It’s. Wide.”

“Wide?” asks Will carefully, craning his neck to glance in his blind spot, whispering chuckles dancing along to the beat of the blinker.

“Wide,” Nico confirms, flicking out his hands. His fingers are not nearly as long, nor as wiry or corded, but the scarring is mirrored. Nicks and scratches and burn marks and calluses, topographic maps of time spent.

Will’s turn is successful — the strawberry baskets dip dangerously from their precarious perch on backseats, but don’t fall, shifting over and around each other to burst tiny globules of stretched taut flesh, rubbing against rough reed ribbons. Nico inhales deeply, and the sweet is almost nauseating, summer fruit twisting in the air along with lavender body wash and Blistex and Texas summer sun.

“You take up space.”

“My laugh?”

Laughter in his words in his hands in his skin, in his eyes, in the coils of his hair, in his grass-stained heels, in the bends of his scar-bleached knees. In the dancing dots of his face arms chest legs. In the dip of his bottom lip, crater under his too-big front teeth. In the jut of his crooked spine and wide hips.

“What about my laugh?”

It is in his words more often than not and in Nico’s dreams even more so. It curls around the blurry edges of his dreams and weaves into daisy-strong chains, dangling from the too-high ceilings of his nightmares, coiling around his arms and chest and back and yanking with the force of breaking ribs, the force of bellows, the force of clasped bloodless hands. Dragging him across trench gouged ground to bright light and clear air and the distant memory of summer rain.

“That you like, I mean.”

“It’s snorting,” Nico confesses. Will reddens, and Nico smiles, under the heat of it grows sunflower and dandelion and tinted brown-eyes Susans. “Um. Loud.”

“Geez,” Will grumbles, “tell a guy the truth, why don’t you.”

Nico has never seen gold under silver nightlight and it fascinates him, how Will sparks and shimmers, how when the sun sets it does not fade away. How the tiny specks of precious metal weave through him like tinsel and glow in veins of sweet summer memory; how the warm night billows and blows around him lovingly, how the breeze from the open window greets him like a precious grandchild, a beloved nephew. Seedchild; beloved of the earth and sun, performer under the moon, the stars.

Will’s wide hands inch across the dash, brushing over the ancient radio dials and dipping over the skipping cassette, pausing by the base of the gearshift and resting, limply, palm open, fingers cracked and spread. Knuckles popping and chittering amongst themselves, hiding in the bent hoods of wrinkled skin. Nico lowers his heavy hands on the heated hopeful hesitance, curling his cool fingers around much longer ones, and squeezing, once, twice, thrice.

“I like your laugh,” he repeats. He rolls his shoulders, hands flexing, twitching, pulling.

Will’s hand tightens. The road opens up and the Atlantic glimmers beside them, moon whispering to its rippling waves, and he smiles, grins, wider than before, and he is laughing, again, and it is wider even this time, as wide as the sparkling silver water.

“I hear you.”

He squeezes.

You are beautiful in the moonlight. You are beautiful all the time.

Nico squeezes back.

[sonarspace]

wishes

a/n: it’s my birthday :3 so this is just a very self indulgent post. you can imagine whoever you want :). content: jjk x reader. kinda soft birthday sex (nsfw). wc: ~ 500

𓇼 ⋆. 𓆝⋆. 𓇼 ˚｡𓆉 ⋆𓇼 ⋆. 𓆝⋆. 𓇼 ˚｡𓆉 ⋆𓇼 ⋆. 𓆝⋆. 𓇼 ˚｡𓆉 ⋆𓇼 ⋆. 𓆝⋆. 𓇼 ˚｡𓆉 ⋆𓇼 ⋆. you feel soft lips littering kisses on your face. you blink your eyes open to his gleaming face “happy birthday,” he whispers. his fingers trace your skin, pushing back the hair sticking to your face trying to see you in your entire beauty. the sleepiness evident in your slightly heavy eyes. your smile bright enough to make the sun shy away.

the moon shines through the curtains just enough that he’s sure you’re an angel fallen from heaven. and he thinks god must exist cause you exist. and you’re here in his bed — every night. he makes a silent promise to himself to never take you for granted and love you with his entire being.

one peck. two pecks. three pecks. a silent vow to love you forever. you giggle his name. it sounded so sweet from your lips, he never wants it uttered by anyone but you. “thank you,” you whisper shyly a blush creeping up your neck when he looks at you like you’re the only thing tethering him to the world.

overwhelmed by love, he grabs your face and kisses you fully. his lips slot over yours like they were made to only kiss you. needy and wanting to be as close as he can — his hands move under your tank. his finger tips draw mindless patterns on the expanse of your skin of your stomach. your legs wrap around his waist pulling him in closer to you.

his tongue moves over yours. trying memorize every little papillae. he sucks in your tongue into his mouth after a while. trying to imprint your taste into his taste buds. he whines when he feels you buck up into him. your nipples perked through your tank and hitting his bare chest.

he pulls away and licks a stripe from the base of your throat to the underside of your jaw. he sucks at the tender flesh there — a love bite. you push down his boxers impatiently. a shiver passes through your body when you feel him chuckle into your shoulder at your eagerness. he grabs your hands and laces them together. his callouses rough and your hand soft, gripped into his as he slowly pushes into you.

the initial push has him seeing white. so warm and snug around him. he breathes heavily as he asks you for a minute. soon he starts moving in and out of you. “faster,” you whimper after a while. his name on your lips begging him to bring you closer to your orgasm. “shh. birthday girls don’t beg”. he replies cheekily. your hand grips his tightly as he angles his thrusts to bring you as much as pleasure as he could. pressing against that one spot that has you quickly unraveling.

your clenching has him following suit and he moans your name continuously like a prayer. leaving a kiss wherever he could. his head takes home in your neck once more. he’s still in you as he wraps himself around you like a koala bear wraps a tree branch and whispers ‘i love you’s into your skin.

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© SONARSPACE 2023 | DO NOT COPY, TRANSLATE, OR REPOST MY WORK ON OTHER PLATFORMS!

[pillowspace]

Celestial Sundown AU Eclipse

I designed the fella that's been rattling around my brain for the past week. I am gently holding him out to you, please treat him with love and care

He is made up of the sun and moon gods Sunna and Meno, not Day and Night. Yeah, my AU gets TWO sets of Daycare Attendants, look at me go

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Sun and Moon are the gods of day and night, but they're only called Sun and Moon in certain cultures, one of those being your own. Technically, though it holds great importance to their roles, they are not, in title, the actual gods of the sun and the moon. Eclipse is a fusion between the sun god and the moon god, Sunna and Meno.

Meno was mistakenly created very weak, and was sure to pass away in many, many years. When they created the sun god, Sunna was made to be twice as strong, so that when Meno inevitably ceased to be, Sunna would still be able to use the day to push the night away and continue the sun and moon's cycle after its counterpart was gone. This was agreed upon, and understood.

They ended up loving each other very deeply over the years, though. And so when the moon's life finally came to an end, the sun refused and used all of the doubled power it was created with to fuse the moon's life to its own. Sunna turned the two of them into a horrible, painful abomination of all eyes just to keep his loved one alive. The other gods attempted to destroy this form multiple times, but Sunna would always piece their form back together again until they stopped trying. Eclipse was instead locked away until he woke back up, hence the broken chains.

Their dynamic has since then grown strained within their shared body, Meno insistent that they just rest already and to stop messing with the natural order of things. We prepared for this, you knew this would happen. Why would you do this to us now? And Sunna adamant that Meno is GOING to survive, no matter what. They often argue, frustrated in their poorly-made existence, but they still love each other more than anything, and will frequently remind each other that they do and always will.

Sunna is often more in control of the body than Meno is, but Meno still unconsciously affects the body's behaviours and mannerisms. Eclipse can still be referred to as one person, because Sunna and Meno can slip into the background and merge their personalities into one. Sunna's extreme will to survive combined with Meno's lack of mortal fear can make Eclipse... a tad feral, if you will.

Sun and Moon (also known as Day and Night) were created because of this, and were somewhat based off of Sunna and Meno in creation. The day and night cycle came to a halt without the sun and moon gods, and so Day and Night were created to put things back in working order.

You meet Eclipse while searching the Celestial Realm for Sun, temporarily mistaking Eclipse for him instead.

Guy who makes you think of Golden Antlers by Glass Animals and Evelyn Evelyn.