#the kali multiverse

[the-whispers-of-death]

does it help that the monstrous king is like 3 meters tall? lol

Knight!Kali thinks it does help, mhm. He's very much in love right now, please forgive him.

He just can't help but love his tall, monstrous king. And well, we all know he loves men who are taller than him.

[sparklyeyedhimbo]

[fat-hedonistic-hogs]

Don't let Kali and Solus meet!

Kali meeting Solus and getting transformed into a Cybertronian.... they'll fatten every femme on cybertron+

[vanillawurld]

༊*·˚Not Too Late

✧.* Pair - Miguel O'hara x Fem! Reader

✧.* Tags & Warnings - Swearing, a tiny bit of violence, sexual and also little violent choking, implied smut at the end.

✧.* Summary - Miguel knew from the moment he laid eyes on her, she would cause a lot of trouble for him...

✧.* Extra - Reader is a variant of Black Cat. Also I was listening to Not Too Late by Kali Uchis while writing this so... do what you want with that.

✧.* Word Count - 1,012

Miguel has dealt with many creatures, bad guys, and anti-heroes in his life being in places where they shouldn't, but there was one specific situation that he couldn't get rid of. He was utterly confused as to why he couldn't simply send her home just like the others. According to him, she was annoying, arrogant, sneaky, infuriating, and downright a bitch. Lyla would always tell him to give her the benefit of the doubt, but he always just rolls his eyes whenever the hologram tells him that.

"If you hate Y/N so much, then why don't you send her back home?"

He always hears that question over and over again whenever he unknowingly goes on rants about her. Most of the time Miguel ignores the question or makes up a stupid excuse about her being useful in certain missions. He knew his excuses were bullshit. He would never send Y/N on any missions because he "doesn't trust her".

Yet, that little voice inside his head couldn't help but admire Y/N. She is an insanely strong human being. Good with sneaking around, had excellent vision and balance, had a unique ability to alter bad luck, attractive, plush thighs, plump lips, and soft skin. Miguel hated whenever he would think of something positive about Y/N, but he couldn't help it.

Some would think that Miguel's "hatred" for Y/N was love in disguise. Lyla would poke at him for "secretly being in love with Y/N". No matter how many times he would deny it, the little voice in the back of his head would only laugh at him denying it. There are moments Miguel would think about Y/N; how she would look outside of her tight latex suit, waiting for him in bed, ready for him to fuck her. But no matter how many times he would think of her that way, he would express his feelings of hatred towards her to the public.

She had sex appeal and he couldn't deny it. And if there was a chance, he would fuck her.

Y/N was a one-of-a-kind woman. The moment she laid her eyes on Miguel, she knew she had found the one... to pick at. She loved getting under his skin. Why? According to her, it was hot whenever he looked like he was on the verge of beating the shit out of her. She also loved arguing with him. It didn't matter the topic. She just loved the way he would raise his voice at her.

Y/N knew Miguel had sex appeal. She would do anything to get dicked down by him.

Well, luckily for Y/N, she was stuck in one of the situations where Miguel was mad at her. It all started when Miguel sensed her presence in his working headroom.

"Get out, L/N."

Y/N could only smirk, "Oh, but why would I do that, O'hara?" Y/n walked closer to him and stopped once she was about 2-3 feet away from him. He was looking at whatever boring multiverse task he needed to concentrate on with his back turned to her.

"Because I don't want you in here distracting me. Go bother someone else." He stated with annoyance in his voice.

"Why are you always so miserable, Miguel? The Spiderman on my earth is always open to listen to my jokes and have fun." Y/N said with a hint of teasing in her voice.

Miguel could only roll his eyes, "Then go to that Spiderman and leave me alone."

Y/N raised an eyebrow. She hated whenever he would say something like that because truth be told, she didn't really like hanging out with the other spider-people. Unless it was Jessica, Hobie, Peter B, or Gwen. She always wanted to be around Miguel because she loved messing with him.

Suddenly, she got an idea in her head. An idea that she knew would piss him off.

"I hope you know a lot of the spiders are running around, spreading that you have a little crush on me. And that's the reason why you won't kick me out because you secretly love being around me." Y/N imparted.

Miguel paused what he was doing, and his eyes became slightly wider. His entire world seems to have fallen apart, but why? He pretends to despise her, but does he also have romantic feelings for her that he is unaware of? Why was it so important to him that she told him that? Miguel turned around to look at Y/N.

"From the look on your face, I can see that-"

"Who is spreading this misinformation?" he asked in a demanding tone. Y/N could only smirk.

"Wipe that smug smile off your fucking face and-"

"That doesn't matter," she walked closer to him and started rubbing her fingers up and down his muscular arm, "It's okay to admit you love and need me. I know things could get a little lonely down here and-" but before Y/N could finish her sentence, Miguel grabbed her by the throat and slammed her on his table. (Lyla calls it his working table. ) Not too hard to hurt her, but to force her where she needed to be.

That was the moment he realized he was done hating. He was done ignoring the fact he was attracted to her. He was done ignoring the fact that there was always sexual tension between them. He wanted to shut her up and destroy her. Make her a whimpering and moaning mess because of him. He was finally happy to release all of his sexual frustration and anger on her body.

He got on top of her and started zipping down the zipper to her suit, exposing her tits and the black panties she wore underneath. He started to lower himself to the same level as her pussy and looked up at her with those venomous eyes. He started to slowly remove her panties and smirked at her reaction.

"Maybe this will finally shut you up."

˖◛. *. ⋆ Vanilla Speaks

yo

[rayinalex]

Y'know how fucked up Team Rainbow is on Arknights's timeline? Like ok, multiverses exist there and currently 6 people from Earth transported there (not gonna include Xiaohei and Dunmeshi collab, just wanna focus on R6), and coincidentally all 8 of them are in some elite multinational counterterrorism team.

Ash basically their leader, aside Six. She's like Amiya version of Rainbow Six (and Six themselves clearly like Kalt'sit). She's the leader of the team while Six lead the organization and connector to the governments. I'm sure Thermite, Mira, or someone else could cover Ash's position but I also can imagine the chaos on the team without Ash there. And then, after Ash and her team disappearance, the other team whose mission to bring them back gone missing, and this time, their main doctor was there.

Doc, of all I know, is main physician of the team. He's certified doctor who sometimes also treat the operators. Yes I'm aware that there's a whole of medic team within Rainbow, but like he's one of core member of Rainbow's medic team. Like Ash, there's someone to cover him, maybe like Lion or Finka, but those two are containment specialist. While they knew diseases, they not there to treat them. Ok maybe Lion and Finka can treat wounds and such but that's it.

Imagine Nighthaven conflict happen between these events. Kali must be try to 'lead' the team and 'taking over Rainbow'. With or without Ash, the team split into two, but this time I believe it's more chaotic than what it shown in the cinematic. Plus, IDK it's the theory were true or not, but Ela being the double agent and now she's disappear too.

While the real Team Rainbow is in shambles, here Ash found her own Rainbow in Terra and recruits any soldiers, merc, and agents that resembles her colleagues on Earth. And Doc? As soon as he got promoted, he ask files about Oripathy and work as medical personnel in Rhodes Island for time being.

[myfatmuses]

@slob-multiverse

It was a decent amount of time after the thanksgiving feast at the Belladonna residence and now the girls were all recovering. Starting with Kali who couldn’t close her kimono around her belly and whos butt was now wide enough even the biggest door ways in her home proved to be a squeeze.

Z

she didn't mind after all it had been a few years since they renovated their mansion it was necessary after a couple of years.

[glaciertea]

Masterlist here

Tales the Songs Weave

Ch.12<< >>Ch.14

Chapter 13: Every Time I Look into Your Eyes, I See It...

Word count: 4.9K

Miguel was always in his element. Handling anomalies, keeping the other spiders from straying off a beaten path, and having everything follow on that continuous track.

His operation of guarding the multiverse was priority number one.

However, that has slipped off the radar by a notch or two.

Now it was you.

You managed to wiggle your way to the top spots, and he would turn a slight blind eye to his work. You just happened to be as important to him.

You were the undisturbed composure he didn't know he truly wanted. No matter how bad the day was going or has gone, you would be there with that gentle, patient smile. This domestic lifestyle you present and bless him with.

It still baffles him that you chose to be with him among all people. That a person who is the elation of life and a soothing paradise picked someone who is as grim and disparaging as him.

You were someone who loved him.

A sentiment he hasn't encountered in any capacity since Gabriella. He replays the moment he finally found the courage to ask you about how you drowsily revealed that you loved him.

Miguel lied on your couch, listening to the sounds of your humming and clanking from pots and utensils. His mind was floating back to that night. Those three little words clung to him, daring not to evacuate.

“You know, I've been thinking of getting a pet. Maybe a cat or a parakeet will make the place a bit more lively. Do you think you're more of a cat or bird person? Well, you strike me as a cat, but a bird could also suit you.” 

He didn't catch anything that was said; he was still stuck on that confession.

Confused, you turned your attention to him when he didn't respond.

You eventually caught on that he was in an inattentive state, and you knew that once that mindset settled within him, you could only wait until he left the realm he succumbed himself to.

Piling his plate with risotto, you tip-toed by him and slid the food on the coffee table in front. You were cautious about not wanting to disturb him when, suddenly, his hand wrapped around yours.

His claws were drawn back, and those usual heavily bagged, fatigued red-brown eyes had an extra layer of passing curiosity. You stepped over until you were in front, pulling both hands in yours and loosely lacing your fingers in his.

“Did you mean it?” Miguel curled his down, fully interlocking them together.

“Did I mean what? Getting a pet companion?”

“No, no, when you said you…”

You blinked several times, staying hushed. Miguel veered his eyes away from yours but placed them back, wanting that gentleness.

“When you said you loved me, did you mean it? Or was it sleepiness? It must have been, right? I've been telling myself that the night you uttered that phrase, I couldn't stop thinking about it. Surely it was the tiredness; it had to be! My brain is convincing me that's the reason, but another part is saying that it's not–”

Thud.

Miguel stiffened at your display of affection. You moved his hands to your hips and yours to his shoulders.

Your comforting gaze melted away his spew instantly. Your nose rubbed against his—that beautiful smile he adored being blessed with seeing.

“Yes. I meant every word, Miguel. I know it's such a strong thing to say, but I feel that bond whenever I'm around you, mi Estrella. That love, that bliss, that safety, and so much more that you give. I always wonder to myself how I got so lucky to have someone like you in my life.”

Miguel gave a tilted smile. “That's what I should be saying about you. How did I get you?”

You both share a quick laugh, dwindling it faster than it began.

“Miguel, with all my heart, you mean everything to me, and if you also allow it, I want to be with you until the end of our olden days. Even when those marigolds and lavenders have bloomed, I will want to trek onward, finding more flowers just like them with you. Maybe even growing our own.”

“I-I…” Without fail, you made him speechless.

“And I will say this, I love you so much, truly, but you don't have to say it back if you're not comfortable. It is a terrifying yet amazing thing, so I understand if you don't. But I do know that what you've shown me and continue to do is enough for me.”

You moved your forehead and replaced it with your lips, grasping onto this for as long as you possibly could before moving away.

He could only gawk. Not a single sound left him, but you didn't mind.

“I love you, mi Estrella. Don't ever forget that.” You whispered and gave one more kiss to his lips. “Now, let's eat this risotto before it gets- Miguel!”

The next thing you knew, your back was on the sofa cushions. Miguel, with no hesitation, hungrily snatched off your pants and tore your white shirt to pieces.

“I think I'm craving something else. Something sweeter, something that brings sensations in more ways than she can count, mi Luna.” His hot breath pricked shudders from your head to your toes.

That night, you learned that it was possible for a couch and wooden floors to squeak and creak when exerted with too much pressure.

That, and you had downstairs neighbors to apologize to.

A complacent grin snuck its way on Miguel as he remembered every scream and cry of his name from your pretty little lips.

Shaking his head clear from those heavenly thoughts, he trailed his mind, wondering what the other yous were like in the multiverse. Was each one as sweet and compassionate as you? Silly and full of that lively energy?

Did they love him just as much as this one did? He would check on that soon enough.

Glancing over to check the time, he realized his 'mandatory break’ (a break he rarely even acknowledged until you) was creeping up.

“I can take it now.” 

He leapt off the platform and strided towards the exit of his office, debating whether he should surprise you at work. Would you enjoy that? You've dropped hints that you fancied when he makes random visits and how it brightens up your day.

He could make the trip and back before anyone noticed.

Passing by the many caged anomalies that've been accumulated, it was distressing how many have started appearing more frequently, but he calculated it up to a new wave of spiders being made within the multiverse, especially with the new rounds of drafted ones.

Stepping fully out of his domain, he didn’t take into account how crowded it was today. He had to be creative with stealthy sneaking out, but he would make it work. Determining which route to ensue, he made a sharp left, recalling that there were back rooms located behind a sector where the cameras were scarce so that anyone with vital awareness could know their locations.

And he was the one to have that necessary information.

Avoiding all sorts of traffic and calls for his attention, he took a quick glance behind, ready to disappear into the next section, when two certain voices made their unwelcoming appearance.

“So I finished that book you wanted me to read. I did skim through towards the end because it got too intense, and that’s saying a lot.”

“The intense parts are the ones that speak the most truth and show the true nature behind it all, Gwendy. It’s good to have the requisite facts; you don’t want Big Brother to know all that goes on behind. And speak of the main man himself.”

Miguel came to a halt, an immediate scowl on his face as Hobie placed his hands in his vest pockets and Gwen folded her arms.

“What are you two doing in this area?” He hissed at them, gaining no reaction from Hobie but an eye-roll from Gwen.

“If it’s allowed to the public, then there is nothing stopping us from exploring what goes on deep in this establishment.” Hobie retorted.

“This place is off-limits.”

“Since when?” Gwen raised her brow in a quizzical manner.

“Since now.” Miguel snapped back.

"Nah, mate, being a bit dodgy with that.” The Camden punk leaned against a nearby wall, entrapping Miguel from moving forward. “Where you headed in such a rush?”

“Don’t worry about it. Don’t you two have anything important to tend to?” Miguel casually side-stepped towards the walkway, eyeing his escape.

“Aren’t you the main one to, you know, give out the tasks at hand?” Gwen blocked him as well, unknowingly making Miguel’s left eye twitch. He was fighting everything in his power from violently raving.

“Yes, but right now I’m on my break, so you can communicate with either Lyla or Jess.”

“You take breaks? Well, from how Jess complains, I think you indulge in one too many.” Gwen mumbled under her breath, making Miguel give a hostile leer at the disinterested teen.

Didn’t he resolve that issue with Jess? All the reports were caught up, and most of the anomaly tracking was redirected to him 95 percent of the time. There was no reason for her to still be dissatisfied after all that they'd caught up on. He mentally pinned it so they could discuss what could be the problem now.

“Look, go find something to keep yourself busy, or just stay out of the way.” 

“We weren't in the way. We just happened to stroll out of the same place you are going, so shouldn't it be the other way around?” Hobie probed at his ‘leader,’ gaining a balled-up fist from him.

“Hobie.” Gwen elbowed him, shooting a grave look. A warning to quit while he was ahead.

“I’m just curious why he’s attacking us for just scouting the building he enforces us to know. Ya know what I mean? If it were off limits, wouldn’t there have been a sign up to direct us away from this particular area?” He poked the lion in his absurd, pseudo-dependent den, not caring about the aftermath that could potentially follow.

“If I said it’s off limits, it’s off limits. End. Of. Discussion.” 

“Hobie, please.” Gwen’s voice increased, only to fall flat.

“Why so sudden is what gets me. Just because you think you’re the ‘big boss,’ you believe that you can switch and swindle the rules around whenever they're applicable to you. So what are you trying to hide?”

 

WHAM.

 

Gwen flinched and silently sighed out as Miguel’s curled fist slammed against one of the support beams, leaving an indent on it. His breathing was uneven as he calmed himself.

“In. Out. In. Out…”

Gwen's face creased, and Hobie was stolid, though marginally baffled at the display in front. Miguel was crossed. His dreary eyes glazed over as he removed his fist to his side, still inhaling and exhaling sporadically.

“Can we leave? Please?” Gwen nudged Hobie, making him bow his head.

“Yeah.” 

And with that, they pivoted forward into the depths of the HQ, leaving the internally exhausted, battered man to himself.

“Was that really necessary?” Gwen furtively murmured to her friend.

“Yes. There’s something going on, whether he knows it or not. Only time will tell. I’m just giving it a kickstart.”

She could only groan at her instigator of a ‘mate’ and began to swing away, with him close behind.

He couldn’t understand why they couldn't leave him alone. Why couldn’t he just do the things they do on a daily basis? Why couldn’t he leave this hellhole of a life and go to someone who wants to participate in normal activities such as listening to records from decades ago or eating cheesy pizza while watching a cheesy film?

Why is that too much to ask for? Was it too much to ask?

Not seeking to remain any longer or allow that punk to get under his skin anymore than he already has, he headed towards the secret doorway, even more primed to spend the entirety of his break with you.

You bustled back and forth, arranging new clothing and novelty goodies all over the shop. It’s been extra busy, and it’s been taking a toll on your body. 

Ever since Jax and Freya, your other two co-workers, decided to simultaneously take a week and a half off, you had to pick up the extra hours to fulfill their duties.

“I swear they are fucking on the side, because this is ridiculous! Whatever you stack up is coming right out of their paycheck.” Ronnie nearly slammed a box of fragile ornaments on the counter before you rapidly caught her. “This is what happens when you hire lazy ass part-timers!”

“Ronnie! I’m upset too, but don’t take it out on the items, please.” You removed the package from her shaky hands into your still ones.

“Ronnie nearly breaking something? Sounds on par with her.”

Whipping your heads toward the voice. Miguel waved at the two, causing you to nearly drop the box on your foot until Ronnie took it back.

“Oh haha. You think you’re so funny. Where have you been these last few days? We could use the extra hands, you fuckfa-”

“Ronnie! Go in the back and take a breather; I can handle the register for a bit.” 

You patted the counter to alert her to leave the knickknacks, which she happily followed. Without saying another word, she stomped to her office and closed the door behind.

“I have never seen her that cynical and furious.” Miguel leaned against the wooden surface, planting a kiss on your forehead. “And why are you working again today? Aren't Thursdays your off days?”

“Two other employees dipped on us at the exact same time, and it’s been crazy busy, so the stress has been catching up to both of us.”

Miguel peered into your eyes and noticed how weary and depleted you were. You only told him that work had more customers than usual, and you would leave it there. 

It did make more sense now that he had context, as you were too tired to hang out or even stay on the phone because you would randomly pass out during the middle of a sentence.

“Ay Luna mía, ¿por qué no me dijiste que te estabas agobiando así? I would’ve come by and helped you relax these past few days. That explains why you told me not to come last night.” Miguel brushed your hair with his palms, making you shake your head.

“I didn't want you worrying. You already deal with so much; I don’t want you piling on more things, especially revolving around me.”

“Oye, no, no. You deserve to be worried about. I’m not going to have mi Luna beat and tire herself down. We can only have one of us doing that.” You and Miguel snorted at that before laying your foreheads on one another.

“I don’t want you doing that either, mi Estrella.” Your thumb caressed his sharp jawline.

Miguel planted a kiss on it. “Let me treat you, mi corazón.” 

There was no hesitation in that. He peeled his shades off and set them on the table. You timidly tilted your head, holding that adorable confusion that nearly broke him. 

“Treat me? No, you have to treat you! You go through more than me.”

“I’ve already made up my mind. This Saturday night, I’m taking you on a proper date. We haven’t really had one since the garden, so let me tend to you. Allow me to spoil one of the very few things that brightens up my life and sky.”

Now it was your turn to be left speechless. “But, but, I can’t leave Ronnie by herself.”

“If you don’t say yes to that date, I will take it for you!” Ronnie pulled her dull ginger hair into a messy bun, accentuating her gray, baggy eyes and square face.

“Besides, I’m closing the shop up early to go clubbing that day anyway. You can’t be the only one with eye candy all over you. So go.” She cheekily wiggled her eyebrows; that smug grin sat too comfortably on her face.

Miguel sauntered behind the counter and carefully squished your cheeks together.

“Por favor, mi corazón, permíteme hacer esto por ti. Por esta única noche. Déjame tratar mi cautivadora y brillante Luna."

“I-I took French…” You were greatly bashful.

“Just say yes, my girl!” Ronnie smacked a bare display model.

“Si, mi Estrella.” Your voice was hushed, but enough to be heard by him.

Two more broke on the floor.

His lips found yours for a brief second, until a rubber band was launched between you two.

“¡Oye! Sé que eres mezquino, ¡pero vamos!” Miguel growled at the owner, only receiving her tongue sticking out.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. No snogging in my store! If I can’t do it, neither can you two, so break it up. So nasty!”

Ronnie and Miguel went back and forth as you rubbed your lips with a coy smile dancing across them. Your brain was in space as you gleamed upon the one you were deeply in love with. He would always surround you in the galaxy, no matter what. That you were so lucky to have him.

That you two were lucky to have each other.

You regained your bearings when Ronnie began threatening Miguel over something nonsensical. You ended up separating the two when Ronnie plucked the undraped dress-form mannequin, nearly whacking him with it, as Miguel’s feet were planted proudly, ready for the strike.

You humorously scold the two, bossing Ronnie to take her break early.

“Fine! Not because you told me too.” She gathered her windbreaker and purse from behind the register.

“And no fucking in my store!” She snapped her fingers before darting fully when she was halfway out of the building.

Appalled by that declaration, Miguel shouted, and you eyed the register, intrigued if it could knock you out in one fell swoop. 

“Ay coño, I swear she is like a more vulgar version of Peter!” Miguel grumbled and rubbed his temples in a discontented way.

“Maybe I should meet Peter. Balance each other out.”

He scoffed at that. “And have you succumbed to that faith? No way, mi Luna, you are not suffering more than you already are.”

You blew a raspberry at him and knocked your hips into his. 

“I could handle one at a time, just not in the same vicinity.” You examined the fine figures after releasing them from their boxy prison.

“Now that I’ve witnessed Ronnie’s… tumultuous tendencies and principles, I wouldn't have them in the same proximity.” You and Miguel winced simultaneously.

You bantered back and forth, Miguel periodically slipping into the back when you had to handle a customer, appreciating the hoarded collections accumulated over the decades. Though he would get an occasional distraction when a shopper would flirt or chat with him, only to struggle when they were faced with an agitated frown or an empty glare and darkly tinted sunglasses.

When confronted or questioned about that ‘daunting, behemoth of a man’ in the back, you defended him by stating he isn’t much of a people person, and he prefers to be by himself. The few shrugged it off, refusing to go deeper, but one or two jostled, nearly causing a commotion, only to scurry when Miguel spooked them away.

How thankful you were for him.

“My break is nearly up; as much as I don’t want to leave, I have to before Jess comes at me.” Miguel checked his watch and tutted in resentment. “Will you be okay, mi corazón?”

Sprawling your arms, you dangle them off the edge of the counter.

“Nothing I can’t manage. I’ve been doing this for almost four years and I have the bat, remember? And besides, Ronnie will be back soon, so yes, I will survive!” You copied along to the song blasting overhead, tossing one arm in the air, and receiving a chesty laugh from him.

“Fair. That is fair, mi corazón.” He lifted both of your hands near his lips, grazing against them. “Saturday. I will pick you up around seven, and I will use the door.”

“Oh, you’re going to use the door? This is how I know it’ll be very romantic.” You both beamed and moved into your affectionate stance. “I’m excited to know what you’ll have up your sleeves, or should I say suit?” 

Miguel stole a kiss from your lips, triggering you to mildly quake your head back and forth on his forehead, getting him to grin even harder. “Mi Estrella, I love you so dearly. You be safe, okay?”

“You know I will, mi Luna. Now, tomorrow I’ll text you the details on what to expect without going too much into detail, got it?”

“Sir, yes, sir.” You saluted, earning a grunt from the spider.

“Mm–right. Saturday at seven, I’ll talk to you soon. Te adoro, mi Luna.” 

And with a wave and a blow of a kiss, Miguel was traversing back to his wretched domain. The spot where he isn’t warmly welcomed. Only dreaded or inwardly and outwardly met with snide remarks. Harassed constantly for tediously, miniscule activities.

He already missed you.

Friday managed to approach faster than he expected, as monitors surrounded him as he requested (mostly demanded) Lyla to search for fancy restaurants or romantic spots.

“Okay, this restaurant has four stars and serves Mediterr-"

“Too low! Higher, Lyla, she deserves only the best!” Miguel distraughtly swiped one screen away to the next.

“I found over fifty places, and you turned down each and everyone! I’m done, Miguel!”

“Maybe if you found better picks, I wouldn’t have to do that.” He snarked back at the A.I. companion.

She gave a dismissive scoff and tossed the tiny screens around her in an animated trash can.

“You know what? I am done with this. Good luck, boss. You are definitely going to need it.”

“Wait, where are you going?!” Miguel drove his talons down into a screen, creating spider-web cracks in it.

“All the luck!” She finger-gunned at her creator and blipped away back into her cyberhome.

Miguel hardened for several seconds and launched the screen he was holding at another one. It was nearly midnight, and for the past hour and a half, he scrambled to locate the perfect destination for the upcoming date.

And so far, luck has refused to be on his side.

Unleashing a cultivating yell, footsteps caught the rest in his throat.

“You know, I really have to stop coming in when something is going down with you. Or maybe it’s a sign that I have to be in here when you’re distressed in a high capacity.” Peter flung himself up to Miguel and scanned the iridescent PC displays.

Various restaurants, dinner cruises, and wineries with high ratings were showcased throughout. “Ah, doing something intimate with her. That’s why your suit is all up in a bunch. When’s the date?”

“Tomorrow, and I still haven’t found the right one for her.” Miguel mumbled behind his clawed hands.

“She doesn’t strike me as one who cares for lavish things. She definitely gives off those down-to-earth vibes, that no matter where you take her, she’ll be fine with it as long as you’re together.”

“But that’s why she should only get the best. She does so much and–wait. What did you just say?” Miguel whirled his neck in Peter’s direction. He didn’t discern himself from Miguel’s wary eyes as his brown eyes continued staring ahead.

“She wouldn’t care where you brought her. You all of the spiders should know, even with or without spidey senses.” He scrolled down some, clicking random tabs.

“And how would you know that?” Miguel’s fangs bared as his claws uncomfortably sank in and out.

Peter slumped his head, wishing Mayday was here to help with this blowout. “I accidentally met her at the job she works at.”

Miguel’s jaw dropped before his face twisted in outrage. “¡¿Por qué estabas en su trabajo?! ¡¿Estás acechando a mi paraeja?!”

He shriveled at his leader's vexing response. “No, I'm not stalking your girlfriend. Every time you would bring in those boxes with the goobers, I would always catch the name on them. So, I decided to go check it out. That's how I saw her. Now here, let me help you find something.”

That didn't sway Miguel's seething mood at all, as Peter sulked back from the monitors. He then tried to deliberately pull his puppy-dog eyes on the scorching, taut red ones before him, but that changed nothing.

Without even needing to utter a single phrase, Peter took the hint.

“Fine, the full story. Look, you live in the future, and where I'm from, antique shops are common. During my break today, I moseyed on down, curious if any items we had were considered ‘ancient’ here, right?”

Miguel crossed his arms, his brow jutting up, suggesting Peter keep talking.

“And as I was there peeking, I saw her in the back labeling, and then something in my brain went off! I remembered this girl, and I couldn't figure out why.”

He knocked on the side of his head. “I had to jog my memory on why she was so familiar when, I guess, she caught me staring and asked if everything was okay. I mean, everything was okay; I told her I was just browsing; I didn't want to come off as the weird guy–”

“Get to the point, Peter!” Miguel pounded his work desk after each word.

“Hold on! I'm getting there! So, after that, she gave a thumbs-up, and that's when it came all rushing back. I recalled her picture icon from your messages! She seemed shocked at first, and we awkwardly shuffled to the front. I still don't know how we exactly ended up there, but, yadda yadda, things in-between, I dropped your name, and she caught on to who I was!”

Peter's arms were outstretched after performing a one-man show replicating the events he experienced earlier. Miguel's shoulders collapse as he is suddenly overfilled with lethargy. He pinched the bridge of his nose, Spanish trickling down faster than Peter could translate, as the fuzzy-robe-wearing spider fidgeted with a loose string.

“Ay, Peter, I pray you didn't harass her. Please tell me she had a pleasant time.”

“We did! And she loved Mayday! Also, I'm actually talked about outside of work? I knew you were secretly fond of me.” Peter lifted a leg, his eyes twinkling, and clasped his hands together.

Miguel's body twitched.

“You took May with you?”

“Sure did! And she played with her so much while we all talked. She seems to know a thing or two about kids—well, enough to keep them entertained.”

His mind raced to you cuddling May, her big smiles as you cooed and giggled with the baby. Your gentle hold, letting May look at the wonders that held so many memories as you would lightly bounce her on your hip, taking the time to give a story behind each trinket, acting it out in an engaging manner as May would squeal with delight at the cute, dramatized acting.

Then his mind meandered to his kids. That same enthusiasm you’ll share with them as you unveil the phenomenon behind the world's creations. From a plain, shiny stone to a prehistoric fossil or an old CD player to a turntable. 

The smiles and giddy glee, the exhilarating hops, and the glinting awe they'll have with his red eyes.

A string lies snapped.

He tuned Peter back in, catching whatever he was rambling on in mid-sentence.

“And that Ronnie person—she reminds me of someone. I can't put a finger on who exactly, but man, she's a rambunctious individual. The amount of times we had to catch her from letting some non-PG things slip was astounding!”

Peter flailed his hands in exaggeration before being face-to-face with Miguel's withdrawn gaze. The usual fierce, no-nonsense commander appeared as a beaten and lost puppy.

Peter's nose flared, and he snatched up one of the monitors, typing away at the screen.

“Look, Miguel, you don't need to stress over this. She will still love you no matter what, you know.”

His ears perked at that. “She told you she loves me?”

“Yes! When I said the first syllable of your name, her face lit up as if millions of fireworks went off at once! She spoke fondly of you. Saying that there was this devotion that drifted whenever your name wormed its way into the conversation, words cannot describe. It was staggering to witness that glow whenever it happened! It reminds me of when Mary and I rekindle that flame.”

His lips quivered upward, then he shoved the screen in Miguel's face. “But, enough about that. If you're so keen on impressing her somehow more than before, then take a look at that.”

An unsure stare ran across Miguel, tearing away to look at what Peter had searched for.

A jazz lounge.

A lounge complete with multiple performances from singers and musicians, a sensual and inviting aura, comfy furniture, and savory cuisines. Just an overall quintessential venue.

It was perfect.

“From what I picked up, this seems to be up her alley. Take her there. I'm sure this would be a great time for you two. So no more worrying, please. I beg you! You over-thinker.”

“Peter, I don't know how to thank you."

“Thank me by going out and having fun.”

Another snapped string.

The spider companion nudged his shoulders with his as he viewed Miguel making reservations to it.

This was going to be a night you would never forget.

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@prozacgooble @ella-janehaven @sanguwuxyoonbummy

[hellovafatso]

@slob-multiverse

Blake is only 300lbs!? Kali is getting to work to make sure her little girl gets properly fed.

Foolish young kitten thanks being thin and healthy as acceptable she needs her mama's guidance to correct this

[bereft-of-frogs]

friday! 🌿

books:

(in progress) Salvation Day - Kali Wallace: I have started and not finished this book like 4 times. Which is probably a bad sign because I also didn't love the other book by this author I read. I've heard this is better though. But I couldn't pick anything else, officially DNF'd Kill Show, I skimmed a couple pages of the other book I took out of the library and I think I'm too much in A Mood to read it, so I am attempting this again.

(in progress) The Rising Storm - Cavan Scott: Not much to say, chugging along with catching up on the High Republic, extremely slowly. I'm just happy Bell and Indeera are back! Love them.

(finished) The Hobbit: Not my favorite, but I feel like it's good to revisit occasionally. Still hilarious when Tolkien kind of slips into that super epic fantasy voice, and then goes right back into 'kids adventure' tone

(in progress) The Silmarillion: Ngl, part of this reread is fueled by that person on the 'have you read this fantasy book' who for some reason didn't believe that 300 people (based on the results at the time of their comment) read The Silmarillion and accused us all of lying for clout. (which like...clout? what clout? why would I lie about this?) So I'm reading it again.

tv:

Constellations (AppleTV+): I LOVE this. LOVE it. I mean I'm always a sucker for space ghosts so that was a given, but this is really fun. The lost cosmonaut stuff, communicating through tapes, the fairy tale like elements. I love it Also my toxic trait is basically any multiverse thing I judge based on whether or not I think it could be a branch of The OA's multiverse tree and this passes that test, you can easily imagine Brit Marling and Jason Issacs chasing each other around the universes just off-screen. I only have one episode left, really interested to see where things are going (still wondering who the 'ghost' who appeared when the Soyuz disengaged from the ISS was, I have a Theory, but I'm not sure yet). Also bonus point for having some absolutely genuinely creepy scenes. I am so desensitized, it's always really fun when something manages to unsettle me.

You (Netflix): Trash fave, this is my current 'while I'm cooking/eating dinner' show, it's so cheesy but I love it. I never watched the latest season but revisiting season 1 is fun.

Under the Bridge (Hulu): Yeah so episode 1 I was like 'oh old friends? that would be hot. they'll never do it' and then episode 3 was like 'yeah they're *old friends* *wink* *they make out*' and I was like OH OK.

film:

They Cloned Tyrone (2023): I love movies where at the climax everything seems to go wrong and then it rewinds and shows you how it's really all going according to plan. Also, this was brilliant for the plan basically revolving around the villains seeing what they wanted to see, and the protagonists playing into that. And it recreated the vibe of those 70s exploitation films so well.

Palm Springs (2020): This kept appearing on 'what time loop media is your favorite' polls so I thought I'd rewatch it. Still SUCH a fun time loop movie. I did vote for it in both polls, despite the second also having 'that one episode of supernatural' as a possibility.

The Grudge (2019): ABYSMAL. Like truly terrible. I'm not saying the original US remakes were good, but they do have a special place in my heart because they were some of the first movies to really scare me. And also I thought maybe this wouldn't be so bad, I liked the Netflix Ju-On: Origins series that came out in 2020 fine despite it not getting very good reviews. But no. In this case, the reviews were correct, this was awful. In the running for the worst movie of the year and it's barely May.

The Stranger (2020): Maika Monroe has such a weird typecasting haha but I don't hate it. I learned that this was apparently supposed to be a Quibi series and was stitched back together after the fall of Quibi. It probably would have been more effective as short form content. I probably would have ate it up. But as a film it just felt like 'ok wtf is going on'.

to do:

work day: I'm hoping to get through my tasks fast so I can write on the clock. ('doesn't that mean you should be doing them and not making this post?' SILENCE.)

oh man so much writing because I set myself a deadline so now. there's that. well ok it is self-imposed and if things do go catastrophically wrong, I can JUST post the first chapter. That's for sure ready. ideally though: finish the last 2.5 chapters this weekend -> resolve comments (most of which are just 'come up with secondary character name', 'check spelling on wiki', but there is one I know I have to be clever for which...we'll see how clever I can be) -> full read-through. I'll eventually (sooner rather than later) have to rewrite the action sequences of chapter 9, but I think that should be enough to make me feel like I can start weekly posting.

I might go to my favorite thrift store tomorrow to look for some 'person who cares about their job' dresses/blouses/idk for annual corporate socializing event week

Star Wars day! lol remember how exactly a year ago I was like 'idk man, it's star wars day but I'm really not feeling it' and then had to eat my words like literally less than two weeks later? that was funny. cheers to that. Meeting my dad and brother at the movie theater and then we're going out for pizza just like it's 1999 (ok my brother was not actually there in 1999 because he was 4, but we welcome him to the nostalgia trip)

the monthly Big Clean (aka I fell behind on recycling so I have to take a lot down to the recycling bins, and the vacuum and mop are coming out)

pretend to care about my job for 3 days. Ok, no, I do care about my job in that I actually do like it and I want to do a good job, I just don't really care about like...*the company*. but I will get a lot of free food and probably wine if I pretend to care about the company for 3 days. so. fair exchange.

[the-whispers-of-death]

magician!reader but theyre a monster and the reason they refuse to live in the city is because the regular cityfolk want to hunt them down, despite them just chilling and wanting to buy new teas and whatnot

which also leads do less than favorable opinions of humans

or the humans having awful opinions about the few who do go out of their way to talk to them. so the protection charms are to ensure knight!kali wont be deemed a traitor and killed because of their frequent interactions

Knight!Kali: Why do you hide yourself away from the city?

Sir, I thought you weren't going to ask Magician!Reader that. I'm so sorry, he's being curious.

What kind of monster do we think Magician!Reader is?

[tenebrisdivina]

Cosmology and Paradigm of the Demonic Divine

This is an overview of my paradigm regarding demons and the demonic divine. This has been formed from research, insight, gnosis and conversations and connection with the demonic divine themselves, and other gods and spirits - alongside my soul level intuitive knowing and insight. I will first of all state these are my lived experiences, views and insights, I do not expect other to have experienced the same nor necessarily agree. If some things resonate with you then that’s great.  Please respect this space, I am not open for arguing about this topic.

All the Demonic divine beings I mention or talk about on my blog are spoken about from the level that I connect to them on. This is the outer multiversal realm. The demonic divine that I connect with are very high vibrational darkness. It is not where most will connect to the demonic divine. I am connected to this multiverse due to soul origin. Both my Husbands are from this outer multiverse realms as well. I use these terms as they are a way to help the human mind to conceptualise this however it doesn’t truly convey the nature of the worlds effectively.

What are demons?

There has been a lot of question around what demons actually are. This is something that has interested me since I began working with the demonic divine as there is no actual mythology or origin point people seem to agree upon with these beings. Of all the theories and ideas I came across, very few seemed correct and only one really resonated with me and it is something I have found to be true.

In my understanding and experience demons are beings that carry a certain specific type of dark energy (energy of darkness itself- a flavour of darkness energy if you will) and this can be labelled as “demonic” in category.

All actual demons- no matter the species, rank etc (labels humans have ascribed to them) have this energy and it is what makes them demonic. This energy comes from a certain source-well, that carries this specific energy. There are a few of these source-wells that are reflected in various realms/worlds etc. The more earthen demonic energy is a different ( though mirrored in a way) source-well then outer multiverse source well or other realms. Darkness as an energy has many different aspects and vibrations to it. Unfortunately, most humans have not learned to differentiate these types of dark energy- so very often you find many different “dark” beings labelled as demonic when they actually aren’t. Also, pagan gods are not demons- nor are demons simply demonised pagan gods. Having worked with pagan gods and dark deities at that, for many years, there is a distinct energetic difference between a pagan god and a demon. I do not believe that the church (or others) simply labelling (and treating) a being as a demon- changes the core vibration of that being. Humans do not have the power to do that no matter how strongly it is believed. And the result of this is that there are many egregores and illusory masks around these entities. However their core energy remains the same. Pagan gods specifically I have found, are more earthen bound and concerned with humans and life on the earthen planes- they are tied to seasons and natural phenomena, how humans live etc. The demons are generally not so tied.

 This is a brief overview of a complex topic but this is my general cosmogony and paradigm. In my cosmology there are many multiverses, many realms, and dimensions in existence. In this post I am talking here of two specific parts of things in existence. There is much more to this, and of course more than any one person can be aware of or know about- when existing as a human. When I began studying and connecting years ago in paganism Sutekh (who is a god of chaos among other things) and Kali ma (who is considered in some beliefs the creatrix, sustainer and destroyer of the worlds- as Maha Kali) were my main deities. My past studies have guided my current paradigm. I also am a polytheist, leaning towards hard polytheism- even though Netjer can be described as “squishy” as in they combine and syncretise with other Netjer. This cosmogony comes from my experiences, gnosis and discussions with the various gods, Demonic divine and spirits I have encountered, worked and spoken with. Most of my practice is based in divinity, and spirit work. I also astral travel and journey a la shamanic practices and hedge witchery almost daily. I have been a practicing pagan for around 12 years before coming home to the demonic divine, who I have been connecting with for the last 7 years.

My Cosmology

My current views are as follows; Most of things in creation began from the voids and chaos (this is quite complex so I won’t dive into it here.) Time and space are not as rigid or limited as humans in general, believe them to be. This earthen plane is just one of many existences and it is part of what I refer to as the inner realms. The inner realms also encompass the astral planes and many other dimensions, realms, planes and existences. The inner realms are connected to each other and interact. Things can link to each other, interrelate to be understood. On this earthen plane in human existence; just about everything can be seen as a way of growing (If one so chooses). Quite a number of beliefs on this earthen plane can revolve around “Oneness”, returning to source, reincarnation, cyclical nature or trusting the “universe” that everything will be okay. This world and its realms are just one small part of the inner multiverse/s though.  Setekh once showed me how to conceptualize these inner realms as a sphere. Divinity (as I knew it) being in the center and moving out from that. Also, this earthen realm and the outer most realms in the sphere metaphor, have very dense energies. Things move a lot slower and are more tangible and rigid in theses realms. However, while this structure proved useful at the time- since working with the demonic I needed to update my cosmology. The sphere idea does not work anymore to explain things. In fact, the idea of inner and outer realms; the inner realms can be seen as kind of a blip or single fish, in the ocean that is the outer realms (an inadequate metaphor for the complexity that this is). Earth and humans definitely aren’t the center of the universe/multiverses. This could be for some; quite the learning curve, of how little import humans and earthen realm actually have in the vastness of existence.

Beyond the inner realms there are the outer realms. The outer realms are other worlds multiverses etc that exist outside the inner realms. The outer realms are many different worlds and multiverses, some so incomprehensible to humans they can’t be conceptualized, due to how the minds and senses of humans work ( I am not being ableist here- that is not my intent). The outer realms and worlds are not interconnected like the inner realms are, not everything that is experienced in those places can be used for growth and it is not “safe” or “unified” in the way the inner realms can be seen as. The outer realms are where the demonic divine that I specifically connect to reside – in a specific multiverse out there. I connect to those realms specifically is that is where my soul origin is and so my core is aligned with those areas and those demons. These places are too massive for any one person to know all the answers. What I present here is what I have discovered and learned which is an ongoing process.

On the Demonic Divine

Firstly there are different species of demons- not just one type. The demons I connect with from the outer multiverse have no or very little connection to humans or life on this earthen realm. They have no ties to religious paradigms or viewpoints and quite frankly don’t care about humans in any particular way. These specific demonic divine beings do not connect with humans for the most part. If they do it is because they know someone here, or that persons soul origin is in that multiverse. For those humans not of soul origin or already connected; they can still access this multiverse and this level of Demonic divine being. However, it requires training to connect and especially to journey out there if you are not connected already. And as stated the demonic divine from that multiverse are mostly uninterested in working with humans. Because of the vastness and diversity of that multiverse and that it is a multiverse; some demons out there are not even aware humans exist. The demonic divine of this place, have lives of their own and are immortal god-level beings. They have various realms, societies, rulers, military, families etc. The Dark Lords and Ladies (Dls for short) do not often begin as Dark Lords and Ladies and go on a specific journey to become one. They end up being connected to a kind of energy source-well and this is what they are known to have dominion over and within. The joining process of this makes them more “god” like to the beings there. And while the DLs are often leaders of their realms/worlds and within their species, they are not always. To other demonic beings there, the DLS can be seen in a similar manner to how humans see celebrities. The DLs can be military leaders or public/ realm leaders. Most species of the demons in the outer realms, reside in a particular world of their species. An actual world like this one, not just a realm or dimension. And on those worlds, there are varying realms etc. There are certain species/ worlds that have formed an alliance and this alliance is under Lord/Emperor Satan (Lucifer and Satan are different beings). Though not all demons or worlds/demonic species (who exist in this particular multiverse) are aligned with Lord/Emperor Satan- He doesn’t have “jurisdiction” over them. The being who is Satan (there have been a few different Satan’s throughout time, as Satan is a title/position as well as a being) ends up connected to and being and embodiment of the demonic source well. So in a sense he is connected to all the demonic species, but he does not “rule” over them all. There is also of the alliance; a council of leadership- within which the Dl’s of those realms in the alliance sit.

How the Outer realm demons can connect on earthen plane

From what I have come to understand the demons from this outer realm can “come through” to connect to the humans they choose, or work with, via the demonic enns and sigils because the Names of the inner demonic beings have a like energy vibration to the outer demonic being. Kind of like a current the outer Demonic divine can “hop on” because the energy is most similar to theirs. As a bit more of an explanation: for Lord Lucifuge Rofocale (as I know Him) I call upon via the enn and a dukante sigil- which he prefers. However, Lucifuge Rofocale is not his actual real name. His actual name is not able to be pronounced by the human tongue nor conceptualized by the human mind- due to how demonic languages works. And this is true for all outer realm Demonic divine. So Lucifuge Rofocale is the name I call him and the “current” of energy this Being uses.

I believe fundamentally that people connect with who they are drawn to and where they vibrate at energetically. Not to say someone who does not vibrate at a certain level cannot connect to that energy, but that it requires more work and effort. In terms of soul alignment I believe you connect  spirit wise with where your soul is aligned, primarily. No vibration level is good or bad, better or worse then another, there is no judgement bias here. As everything is energy, everything vibrates, and like attracts like.

The "levels" of Demons and Demonic Energy

For those connecting with the demonic, from what I understand most people will generally connect with “earthen level” “demons”. But again there are different types. There are also egregores of the demonic beings, thoughtforms and things that mask or are labelled as demonic and are not. There is an energetic difference between a demon and these beings though. From my viewpoint egregores/thoughtforms ie human created beings - do not have a soul( humans cannot create one no matter how hard they believe). There is a felt hollowness to these beings’ centre and something is missing- this is however my experience of it and how my senses work. And there is a difference between a soul and a spirit. But unless someone has learned to discern the difference especially with egregores, it can be quite hard to tell. However, if working with a being- no matter what type, ends up helping and benefiting the person connecting, then it really doesn’t matter what they are connecting with. Personally I am interested in the differences but that is just my way of viewing and exploring things.

I also work with the qliphotic realms- in my personal view the qliphoth can act as a gateway and a kind of “settling point” for the demonic energy of the outer realms. Some of the Demonic divine from the outer realms find it more comfortable to come through the qlipoth because of the nature of its darkness, is easier to connect with then this earthen realms’. Even though the qliphoth and sephiroth, and other worlds trees/ axis act as a kind of matrix for this realm. The qliphothic realms also border on eldritch areas but that is a whole other topic. I also work with eldritch entities from time to time.

For the demonic hierarchies in the grimoires; mostly the hierarchy is a human idea. While the demonic does have a kind of hierarchy the labelling in the grimoires is completely a human idea. The outer realms are not hell realms and the demonic divine are not linked to “hell” at all. However that does not preclude “hellish” experiences from happening. For the demonic beings who are listed in the grimoires in my view the Goetic demons do exist but not in the context they are said to. They also have the most egregores. However, I am investigating more into their origins. What I have come across so far; Lord Lucifuge Rofocale once told me the Goetic demons volunteered to be here and connect with and guide humans. I do not believe the western earthen demons inhabit hell realms or are in anyway linked to Christianity. I also think that Solomonic workings are abhorrent and that what the “mages” actually got in their circles were lesser spirits who happened to be passing through or caught up in it. As you can’t actually bind or control the demonic divine- they are far too vast and powerful for that. I don’t believe the medieval grimoires actually connected with demons – unless for some reason the info needed to be seeded in human consciousness- which is a possibility. I think that perhaps they were originally spirits that over time became equated with certain energies and have a lot of illusion around them. This is a theory though and I’m still working on it.

On why demons are not pagan gods - S Connoly's views

Though I do understand S Connolly’s assertion of the original term daemon and its meaning. Which basically equated to any spirit- which could also include gods. And that is how she views her daemons. Which while I understand and feel to an extent can be true, it is far too nebulous and leads to actual gods (and other beings) being equated with demons ie Kali Ma who actually slays demons. I also find it somewhat insulting to say that pagan gods are demons. Especially when the pagan gods still exist and can be connected with. I never understood why someone would prefer to connect to a “demonised” version of a pagan god, (especially given how they became known as “demons”) and call it respectful, when the pagan god still exists and is able to be worked with. I’d have thought that connecting to the god in its original form would be more respectful than connecting to it as a demon. But people will do what they are going to do.

I did begin with connecting to the Dukante Heirachy who I had great experiences with. While I do not know the full extent of the energies etc, I would say that the dukante heirachy demons are legit and the info that we have on them is sound. I feel they are of the demonic divine energies. I do also work with some goetic beings and have connected to some from the grimoire verum (who I encourage more people try connecting with- they are great). That said, I still stand by my earlier mentioned info about how and why I personally connect the way I do, and this may not be the case for everyone of course. I also believe that there are multiple versions of the demons that can be connected with, not just one demon under one name. Nor only a multidimensional multifaceted version of the demon. (all demons are multifaceted though.) Some Dark Lords will even send a lesser demon or one who works for them, to interact with the person calling, instead of the Dark Lord Themselves. I still believe people connect with where they are drawn too, need too and are aligned with energetically. Back to topic; I know of a few different beings who go by Lucifer for example( I also suspect that “Lucifer” is somewhat of a title too)- not just a single multifaceted multidimensional being but actually separate beings and existences. And I would say this is common for all demons. Lucifer the roman god is not the same as Lucifer the Fallen angel/demon for example. While they have similar energies etc they are actually different beings. The Lucifer I connect with is also very different from the Lucifer most people connect with.

The Hell Realms and non-western "demons"

 In the inner worlds there are such places as hell realms- however to my understanding the christian hell is purely on the astral, it is a created place by the collective of human belief. However,  Helheim  for example does exist in the otherworld’s as it is Hela’s realm. There are various underworld realms- again a whole other post because it can be complicated. There are the Buddhist hells (and others) which to my understanding are also like an astral interpretation of an actual area- but its complex.

East Asian and non-western demons I don’t know a whole lot about, though I did work with yokai for a while. Yokai are not demonic, they are spirits. But it is interesting to see what other cultures concepts of “demons” are. As for them having demonic energy, from my little experience I do think the beings residing in the buddhist and Chinese hell realms may have earthen demonic energy, but it is not as dark as say the daevas from Zoroastrian faith. I have almost no experience with those beings so I’m really not sure though. Djinn to my understanding are not demonic as they don’t contain the energy. Though Shaitanic djinn and some others have a similar frequency. But it’s not specifically demonic energy.  Jotunfolk or beings from Yggdrasil are not demonic beings either.  I have seen in different faiths; “demons” being illness or disease beings or bringers and these beings I would consider more “devil” like or more parasite like and linked to miasma (from the Shinto idea). But I would consider them darker/”negative” spirits rather then demons. Though some demons are linked and work with disease. The thing is with a lot of these different cultures- within the culture and faith it makes sense for these beings to be called “demons”. But often it’s translated or interpreted wrongly from a western viewpoint. So, I would be cautious with these ideas. However, for the vast majority I would not equate them with carrying demonic darkness energy, and so they are not actually demonic.

As I go along on this blog I will be adding info and my understanding and experiences with the demonic divine. But please always remember this is at the level I personally connect with these beings at, and that is where my experience is from. It may or may not resonate with what you know or experience and that is fine. We all have different experiences etc and what works for me, may not for you. Please do not bother trying to convince me I am wrong or telling me that my experience and insights are not valid because you don’t agree. All of what I say is from my personal experience which is not for everyone. In fact, there are very few who do connect to the demonic divine the way I do and that is fine by me.  We are allowed to disagree. Every practitioner has their own experiences and gets to decide how valid they feel their or others experience are to themselves. Personally, I don’t believe this means every experience anyone has ever is true, valid, or real or even needs to be. There are edges to the spectrum of experiences, polarities if you will. Some things are true and/or correct and some things are false and/or incorrect (for practices/spirits, this can be applied to many things) and this is something that goes beyond personal bias. And while everyone walks their own path and personal discernment and bias differs via practitioner – it is important to be aware of. I do not agree with accepting everything that happens or that people say happens as truth or valid. A quote about “being too open minded that your brains fall out” comes to mind. There is a need for discernment when working with otherworldly beings and demonic divine even more so. I perceive this is especially relevant in modern times. Not everything is okay, nor is every way of working with or approaching the demonic. As a priestess of the demonic divine, part of my path is upholding a certain standard and boundaries and discernment is something I must have a good grasp on. Please be aware of this going forward.

[shivaom99]

🌿🌿🌺🌺🌼🌼🌺🌺🌿🌿BEAUTIFUL DEVI MAA SHITALA 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹from @krsnavallabha_art • 🙏🏻🌺||SRI SRI MATA SHITALA||🌺🙏🏻 वन्देऽहं शीतलां-देवीं, रासभस्थां दिगम्बराम् । मार्जनी-कलशोपेतां, शूर्पालङ्कृत-मस्तकाम् ॥ I I offer my obeisances to Mata Shitala, who sits on a donkey, who is digambara, who holds marjani and kalasha, decorated with shrupa on head and wears a garland of neem leaves 🌺🙏🏻 शीतले त्वं जगन्माता शीतले त्वं जगत्पिता। शीतले त्वं जगद्धात्री शीतलायै नमो नमः।। O Maa Shitala, you are the mother of this multiverse, O Maa Shitala, you are the father of this multiverse, O Maa Shitala, you are the bearer of this multiverse I bow down to you again and again🌺🙏🏻 Subh Shitala Ashtami 🥰🧡🙏 Collaboration with: @adyashakti4 Caption: @adyashakti4 Jai Maa 🥰🧡🌺 lg: @krsnavallabha_art Don't use this picture anywhere without permission. #shitalamaa #mahakali #kali #kaali #mahakalianthhiarambhhai #mahakal #tripurasundari #kalipuja #durga #digitalart #hinduism #art #jaimaakali #jaikalimaa #jaimatadi #dakshineshwar #adiparashakti #devi #vaishnodevi #adyashakti #pratyangira #shaktism #kalika #ambika #maakali #amman #jaimaadurga #artistoninstagram #mahamaya #mother https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp1FAwzpSGT/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[kalitheinksimp]

Ayyy so I just realized we (as in the public) know barely anything about Kali lore/backstory, so I wonder if you've done anything about that?

Pretty much all that is known is:

(added filter to make it clear that it's a screenshot)

Since I believe you made the post I grabbed this from a quite while ago I thought maybe you may have gotten some backstory done? Or idk

It's just curiosity!

On yeah! I never really focused on it huh-

So I'm glad you asked Io! Cause i never would have actually wote it down otherwise lol whoops --

So, that's basically the main thing, Kali is not exactly a part of a specific au (well, she was once-) but, like Ink, she mainly likes to stay at doodlesphere as well. I like to keep it pretty open to interpretation as to what exactly happened basically so I can fit it in different scenarios lmao

Now, about the aus, it's also like Ink (or any other character from directly in multiverse) there's some aus involving her despite not being a part of one au, and depending on it, her lore also changes.

For example, in the comfort story au of mine, she lives in a previously abandoned au where Ink created a big house and some other of the sans aus live with her (partly- they still go back to their own au and stuff but it's basically like, a break from their usual life's of sorts)

However, in the main au that I draw the most of, she lives with only Ink. But they are traveling to all sorts of places most of the time cause Ink can't freaking stay in one place (/affectionate)-

In the garden au the only difference (from main au) is that they get married and have kids-

And there's a bunch more aus that I've created in my head!-

So basically, most of her background can be up to interpretation, she's basically a blank slate exept for her personality.

Exept for one thing that never changes no matter the au.

Her love for Ink ♡

[divinecomedyproductions]

RWBY Saints of Remnant Notes: Redesign

My dumb ass is trying to think of a design for Ruby and Blake, for the latter I want to do some kinda french/ninja/pirate vibe for her

as for Blake, maybe a ninja/pirate combo because when she becomes queen of the South(Vaccou part of it) I was thinking at the end she looks like a tropical queen, maybe a pirate ninja queen or something

definately giving her one of those anime ninja scarfs maybe her late father Kuroto(Ghira) who was from Mistrial was more ninja themed while her mom Noire(Kali) who's from Vaccou, is more Pirate themed when they were young, thus Blake is a Ninja-Pirate combo

Thus reconciling the ancient conflict of Ninjas and Pirates...

I mean in my AU is set in the Narnia multiverse and humans and Faunus were descended from humans originally brought from Earth up to the Civil War era by The Storyteller

So maybe Blake's Earth Ancestry can be Ninjas and Samurai on her father's side while being of French Pirates on her mother's

Ruby and Blake are hard...

[galexial-scatteredstars]

Where has all the time gone?!

May I officially present DarkStarTale's main characters, Frisk & Chara (aka Miora & Kali), in their outcode outfits.

DarkStarTale was originally a concept created in December 2015. I am proud to announce that DST, ExcisionTale and Pacetale will be an animated series and is already in the works. Yay

Fun facts:

The lineart is actually 2 years old and I just coloured them recently.

If you invert either of the girls, you'll find they share an inverted colour scheme.

Miora went through 12 redesigns in total, Kali went through 3.

[DST!Frisk]

Miora

Age: 16 (Frisk form), 18 (Outcode)

Height: 3ft 8 (Frisk form), 5ft 6 (Outcode)

Soul Trait: Integrity masked by Determination (Original), 4 Parts Original, 1 Shard each soul trait of the other 6 (After Events)

Weapon of Choice : Scythe (forged from her stick)

After the events of DST, Miora is an outcode living in her Library, she's often found reading or carrying out maintenance of the multiverse with her brothers, Ace and Blink, and companion, Exit. She's a gentle person who's always willing to help.

[DST!Chara]

Kali

Age: 18 (Chara Form), 22 (Outcode)

Height: 3ft 9 (Chara Form), 5ft 10 (Outcode)

Soul Trait: Determination (Original, 9 Shards Determination, 1 Shard Miora's Integrity

Weapon of Choice : Knives

After the events of DST, Kali is an outcode living in Miora's Library but often found causing trouble in the multiverse. Kali actively deletes savepoints in other AUs out of envy. She is a stubborn soul with a quick temper at times and contradictory. Ace and Blink have a hard time figuring out her protectiveness over Frisk.

Extra Info :

Karma Awakening - When Miora and Kali's intentions align, they can fuse into Karma and use their option REWRITE.

Taken Over - Miora can call for the other souls for help. When they take over, their soul trait reflects in her eyes which switch into a HOLLOW state.

If you're looking for their Frisk & Chara forms, they've been posted on this blog much earlier!

DarkStarTale & ExcisionTale @galexial-scatteredstars (me!)

Pacetale @pacetale-official @cinnamon-art1

Socials :

Twitter @CzZeru_shiyo

Deviantart @CzZeru

Instagram @Czzeru_zetu

[theauthor0]

KATAKANA!VERSE

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GENERAL INFO

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Katakana!Verse is an alternate multiverse where a tree is the multiverse itself that created Ink and Error who is the first guardians of creation and destruction that created other guardian to help manage the multiverse/Tree

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THE MULTIVERSE/TREE

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The multiverse itself it like a giant tree surrounded in what looks to be smth similar to the doodle sphere

The Au’s hang from the tree branches of the tree like fruit

Any Au’s that become forgotten or unpopular fall from the tree into the roots of the tree which is connected to the void

To be clear the void is inside the space where the tree is and that the roots reach down into the void

The void is like the “dirt” for the roots with the Au’s falling through/into the void

The Tree maintains everything inside the multiverse however with one being maintaining every single thing in the multiverse became a problem as it caused mistakes

To prevent these sort of mistakes, the tree took parts of itself to create Ink and Error

Ink, The Guardian of Creation responsible for maintaining all of creation

Error, The Guardian of Destruction responsible for maintaining all of destruction

With there creation the tree was no longer responsible for maintaining those things, however this has a drawback as now if Ink or Error were to die through any event, it would cause disorder to the multiverse bringing it closer to destruction

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THE GUARDIANS

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The Tree created Ink and Error, who after some time created the second guardians

The Second Guardians are Guardians that were created by Ink or Error personally, theses guardians represent certain aspects of the multiverse that belong to their respective creators

If Ink or Error were to die, their creations (AKA the second guardians of their respective creators) will also start to slowly die

There can only exist 3 categories of guardians

-The First Guardian which are guardians that were directly created from the Tree with Ink and Error being the only ones

-The Second Guardians which are guardians that were created by Ink or Error aka the first guardians

-The Third Guardians which are guardians created by the Second guardians that represent a certain aspect of the Second guardian

Guardians themself are equal or comparable of that to gods being literal representation of those aspects with the weakest guardians being the Third Guardians

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CHARACTERS/GUARDIANS

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Ink (___: The First Guardian of Creation)

Error(___: The First Guardian of Destruction)

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Dream (Sans: The Second Guardian of Positive Emotions Created by Ink)

Nightmare (Sans: The Second Guardian of Negative Emotions Created by Ink)

Meta (Alphys: The Second Guardian of Code and Reality Created by Ink)

Aries (Asgore: The Second Guardian of Space and Time Created by Ink)

Athena (Toriel: The Second Guardian of Magic Created by Ink and Error)

Fara (Frisk: The Second Guardian of Life Created by Ink)

Kali (Chara: The Second Guardian of Death Created by Error)

Atrocity (Amalgamate: The Second Guardian of the Void Created by Error)

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Insanity (Papyrus: The Third Guardian of Insanity, Corruption, and Genocide Created by Nightmare)

Horror (Sans: The Third Guardian of Monstrosity’s Created by Nightmare)

Fallen (Undyne: The Third Guardian of Darkness and Vengeance Created by Nightmare and Kali)

Scrap (Glyde: The Third Guardian of Dead Worlds Created by Meta and Atrocity)

Anti (Madjick: The Third Guardian of Anti-Matter Created by Aries)

Glyphs (Madjick: The Third Guardian of Matter Created by Meta)

Shine (Papyrus: The Third Guardian of Light and Mercy Created by Dream and Athena)

Alma (Asriel: The Third Guardian of Souls Created by Fara and Kali)

Entropy (Flowey: The Third Guardian of Chaos and War Created by Nightmare and Kali)

Endri (Astigmatism: The Third Guardian of Dreams Created by Dream and Nightmare)

Ved (Gerson: The Third Guardian of Wisdom and intelligence Created by Athena and Fara)

Tem (Temmie: The Third Guardian of Energy Created by Meta and Athena)

Vega (KnightKnight: The Third Guardian of Gravity Created by Aries)

Monochrome (Grillby: The Third Guardian of Balance Created by Dream, Nightmare, Fara, and Kali)

Gaia (Muffet: The Third Guardian of Nature Created by Fara and Athena)

Pest (Moldsmal: The Third Guardian of Disease Created by Kali)

Terra (Mettaton: The Third Guardian of Earth and Steel Created by Fara and Athena)

Aeolus (Aaron: The Third Guardian of Storms and Weather Created by Fara and Athena)

Pele (Fuku: The Third Guardian of Fire and Lava Created by Fara and Athena)

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GUARDIANS BODIES/POWER INFO

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A Guardian body is immune to physical and magic attacks to that of lower beings

To be more clear, Third Guardians aren’t entirely immune to magic and physical attacks from normal beings or mortals, they more have a great resistance to it, however depending on what that third guardian represents they can be immune to certain things and weaker to other things

For example, The third guardian of Fire and Lave, Pele would be immune to all forms of fire and lava magic as well as physical attacks however she would be weak to water magic

Second and First Guardians are entirely immune to magic and physical attacks unless that attack comes from an other guardian

Second and First guardians would also be immune to the thing they represent for example, Kail who is the guardian of death, cannot be killed by death, if the attack itself causes death no matter what, it would not effect Kali due to being death itself, this applies to the other guardians as well

First guardians aren’t entirely immune to the second guardians attacks, they can resist it but are not fully immune, this is more apparent to Second guardians that were created by the opposite First Guardian

To be more clear, depending on the second guardian creator, there attacks can be more or less effective, for example, if the guardian of life were to attack Ink who is the guardian of creation and is Fara creator, there attacks would not be effective at all against Ink, however if Kali were to attack Ink, there attacks would be more effective since Kali is Error creation not Ink’s and there power directly opposes Ink power

Does this mean Kali wins against Ink in a fight, No it just means their attacks are more effective

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GUARDIANS SOULS

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Guardian Souls are entirely unique and separate from both Monster and Human souls

Each Guardian soul is looks entirely different and unique from each other however they are still considered a guardian type soul

A Guardian soul takes the form of whatever that guardian represents, there are even guardians that don’t have visible souls making them look soulless even tho their not

A Guardian soul is unaffected by normal soul manipulation, magic like blue magic, green magic, strings, and etc, this also extends too other types/kinds of soul manipulation

A Guardian is only effected by those things is by a guardian of a higher level, however the only guardians that can actually manipulate souls themselves are the guardians creators

For example, A Second Guardian can manipulate the soul of their creation Aka their Third Guardian, but that Second Guardian cannot manipulate the souls of other Second guardians and the souls of other third guardians that are not their own

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GUARDIANS POWERS

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Each Guardian has the different type of power and I don’t mean the obvious, I mean they have different ways on how they increase or maintain their power and depending on how that is, it makes some guardian’s extremely powerful

There are 3 ways of power a guardian might have

1. Diverse power- This means a guardians power is based the number of beings for example Dream power is dependent on the number of beings in the multiverse that are feeling positive emotions, this can either decrease or increase Dream power

2. Conditional Power- This means a guardians power can only increase in specific scenarios for example Entropy power requires that he has to be present in a war or conflict in some kind, this type of power makes it so his power only increases and when not present in a War or conflict his power decreases to his default state

3. Set Power- This means a guardians power cannot increase or decrease naturally making them have a set level of power for example Alma has a set power as no matter how many souls there are, there power will not increase or decrease

Each Guardian rule over the thing they were created for and have complete control over that thing but cannot surpass their representation

What I mean by that is for example Kali who rules over death, Her power of Death allows to kill anyone and anything that is alive or living in a sense, she can even kill being that cannot be killed normally

Kali can basically kill anyone that can experience death in some form but she cannot kill immortal beings

Immortal beings are well beings that surpass death so despite being a being of death, she can never really kill immortal beings

This doesn’t apply to all guardians but is best shown in Kali

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INK AND ERROR BACKSTORY/INFO

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Error once kept the balance of Destruction and Creation with Ink, in the past they were best friends or even brothers (not to say they didn't have any disagreements or fights)

While Error can create guardians despite being the guardian of destruction, he never really sought out in creating more guardians

Ink was the opposite as the guardian of creation, he loved to create as many guardians as possible

As the Guardian of Destruction, Error was responsible for destroying anomalies, mistakes in the multiverse that could possibly cause harm to the tree or cause chaos in the many universes

As the Guardian of Creation, Ink was responsible for correction or fixing of universes and the tree, anything that was missing or broken, Ink was their to fix it, Ink could also help the tree in creating more universes

While it is unknown what caused Error Corruption or his disappearance into the Anti-void, it caused a lot of problems

Due to Error corruption in the Anti-void, it corrupted his mind warping his goal of destruction into destroying the multiverse instead of maintaining it

Fortunately nothing happened to the guardians he created however with this change of mindset and goals of Error, it now caused Ink to try and take over Error original job which wasn't easy

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CREDITS

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Ink created by @comyet

Error created by @loverofpiggies

Dream and Nightmare created by @jokublog

Meta inspired by @infectionstale

Horror created by @horrortalecomic

Fallen inspired by @ask-dusttale

Corruption inspired by @rahafwabas

Scrap inspired by @askscrapsans

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