#vocare

[madd-draws]

Sho and his big girlfriend

Vocare is a trainer-owned Gardevoir that works as a "Pokemon therapist." While she normally works directly with trainers who are having difficulty communicating with their Pokemon, Vocare is also known to take "wild" Pokemon clients against her trainer's knowledge. Sho was recommended to Vocare's services by Lance after Sho's mental health declined following his breakup with Oakley. Vocare and Sho start off as a professional, therapeutic relationship.

Through their sessions Sho comes to the realization that he and Vocare share a lot in common: a vague sense of identity, a lack of kinship with their own kind, and a longing for close companionship. Sho often encourages Vocare to defy the expectations imposed on her by the humans around her. The two come to a better understanding of themselves through their relationship.

[phsolomon]

Read Vocare by Kate Ridley @KateRidleyAuthor #Fantasy #Dragons #MythicalCreatures

Title Of Book: Vocare Series: Portum Book 2 By: Kate Ridley Genre: Fantasy Sub-Genre: Dragons & Mythical Creatures Blurb: With their rescue missions completed, surely the residents of Portum can look forward to a peaceful time for a while? Dannica has other ideas. Sitting atop the cliffs with Parvus, she sings a sweet song for her new friends. But there are consequences to her song. Consequences…

[cringedaddy]

My players are heading to Tovag soon, so this is my take on Vocar! I can't wait to play his snively ass!!!

[vocalolz]

Going absolutely feral over rins vocals yet again like go girl give us depression and suicidal tendencies 🤩

[fankawashitpost]

just listened to AWAODORI for the first time in like a year and god that build up still shreds so fucking hard. i will never shut up about old vocaloid songs

[8-billion-wishes]

[mocharoll]

The game plan: If all goes well, these series will eventually cover both « routes », and lead both relationships where I want them to go, that is, until they overlap with the events leading to Harry Potter. I’ll diverge from that line every once in a while for miscellaneous events such as intermediate scenes or even a poly timeline somewhere along the way.

Titles of the Series:

Sebastian’s Route: Glass Heart

Ominis’ Route: The Gaunt who Loved

I’ll continue playing the game to keep me immersed and take breaks when needed to focus on individual characters, because the more I play the game the more my writing will be saturated in spoilers and the more Sebastian-centric it will be because of increased exposure to him. Which isn’t a bad thing, since that is I will do eventually.

That being said, I’d love to hear what you guys want to see first! I know Sebastian’s more popular, but there might be increasing demand for content featuring Ominis.

[Answers to questions below]

Why not go with Seb’s first time?: Simply put, I don’t know him enough yet. I’ll need to explore his character more and set the foundation of the relationship. I know how the scene is going to turn out, but I still need to flesh him out before I age him up and move on to one-on-one intimacy.

Why Omi first?: Ominis happened to appear clearer in my head, and what’s revealed of his character in-game is specific yet flexible enough that it gives you wiggle room for writing him.

Purpose of writing an intermediate scene: I’d been thinking of writing that scene in front of the Three Broomsticks ever since it randomly played out in my head while exploring Hogsmeade, and it helped me familiarise myself with the characters, set the tone for future writing, and get a sense of what their natural dynamic feels like with their chemistry stabilised as opposed to that of a totally fresh relationship.

That is also something I’d recommend for anyone who’s new to writing close relationships and would like their chemistry to feel more natural; take your characters out and place them somewhere random, see how they walk, watch how they interact in a casual manner, notice their love language and learn where they like to be kissed. You don’t even need to publish it. Have fun without worrying about whether people will like it. If you know the baseline, you’ll get a feel of how to deviate from them realistically (in conflict, celebration, tragedy, beginning/end of the relationship).

[satorusugurugurl]

The Incantation

Summary: You’re bored on a Saturday night with a book of spells? Might as well try to summon an Incubus, but your world is turned upside down when it actually works!

Pairing: Incubus!Gojo Satoru X AFAB!Reader

Warnings: incubus, witch craft, spells, demons, sex, unprotected sex, creampie,

Word Count: 2.7K

A/N: Kinktober day twelve! Incubus! If I could summon incubus Gojo I would drain him like a succubus!! 💚💚💚

The chalk was a stark white against the wood flooring of your bedroom, only illuminated by the glow of the candles that had been placed north, south, east, and west. You kind of felt stupid, like this was a waste of time, but when you found this old Latin book in the bookshop you worked at, you figured it was a Saturday night; you didn't have a date, so why not try to embrace the Halloween spirit?

Besides, it wasn't like anything would happen with this phony spell in an old book!

You sat on the outside of the circle, humming as you flipped through the pages of the book. “Alright, magic circle, check. Candles are in each direct; check, check! And last but not least, an offering.” You looked around your room, pursing your lips together, thinking of what you could use as an offering. A can of Coke and a bar of chocolate caught your eye.

The coke and chocolate were meant for a little treat after work. But you got so caught up in this book that you hadn’t touched it either. The thought of going downstairs to grab a raw steak wasn't appealing. Especially when you knew deep down, this wasn't going to work.

“Fuck it!”

Grabbing them and putting them inside the circle before flipping back to the book. “Alright, so let's see. With the offering placed, I can now say the incantation and summon an incubus.” You took a deep breath, holding the book in front of you. “Latinam ignore, ideo simulare carmen magicum vocare Gojo Incubus calidum!!” You chanted as you stared at the circle, waiting for nothing to happen like you thought it would. A minute passed before you hummed, looking back at the book. “Latinam ignore, ideo simulare carmen magicum vocare Gojo Incubus calidum?” Again, nothing happened. “Hmm, maybe my pronunciation is o—”

Blue flames rose from the chalk, crackling and burning. You screamed in shock, sitting back and dropping the book as a dark form materialized out of the fire, standing over six feet tall. Smoke rose as a beautiful man yawned, stretching his hands about his head before he reached up, rubbing at the icy blue horns with white tips that grew from his head. His eyes were glowing a bright cerulean blue, framed by long white lashes.

He is so hot!? His hair looked soft, and his pristine white skin reminded you of fresh snow. His pale skin almost shimmered in the blaze of the candles around him. He was flawless in every way one could imagine, which was a stark contrast to the black tunic he was wearing.

“Hi~” His voice was a smooth ass, honey. “You called Sweetheart?”

“I-I—!!”

You were too stunned to speak as this incubus reached down, cracking open the Coke and chugging it down before he ripped open the chocolate bar. “Let me guess.” He skeptically, taking in your curves and the beautiful tone of your skin and your hair. “You found a book, didn’t think the spell would work, and now you’re too shocked to see me.” You watched as clawed fingers the same shade of blue as his eyes and horns worked at the wrapper of the chocolate bar.

“Y-You’re an incubus!” You flipped through the book you had called a fake. “A real-life incubus!”

“Uh-huh~ and I need to break it to you, but chocolate and soda will not satisfy my hunger.”

“O-Oh—“a nervous laugh rose from your lungs. “Uhm, I am so sorry, but this is a misunderstanding. I didn’t think this would work. I never meant actually to summon you.”

“Well, you did, and I used up a lot of energy getting here.” You squeaked as he bit into the chocolate bar, revealing sharp teeth. “Besides, I can smell how pent-up you are.”

You wanted to be disgusted with his assumption, but you were intrigued. Because you were pent up, it had been so long since you had been with anybody. If you were being honest, you weren’t even cutting it out anymore. The depth of your soul, you were hoping this would happen because how hot would it be to have sex with an incubus? The creatures you had read about in your smutty novels.

But now that an actual incubus was standing before you, you weren’t sure if you were as excited as you were at the prospect of it. You knew what incubus were. They were literal demons that feast off of the sexual desire of women. They fed off sex. Suppose you were to go through this, which was a terrible idea. Would you survive? Or would your roommates find you days later? Shriveled up like a raisin.

“I might be bent up, but that doesn’t mean I’m just gonna give it to you.”

“Oh, sure you will.” The demon said with a grin, taking another bite of the chocolate. “Because no one in their right mind would turn down a night with the infamous Gojo Satoru.”

You tilted your head to the side. “The Gojo Satoru? I’ve never heard of you before.” His forked tongue darted out past his lips, running over his bottom one.

“What do you say we change that then? I would love to get more acquainted with you and your body.”

You cross your arms over your chest effectively, pushing your breasts together. “How do I know you’re not going to kill me? Isn’t that what you’re humans until they’re nothing more than empty husks?” That had the demon licking almost insulted at your mischaracterization of him.

“I would never do that! If anything, this might turn into a regular business deal. So what do you say? Aren’t you tired of using those plastic silicone toys of yours? Wouldn’t you rather have the real thing?”

“I don’t know.”

Gojo hummed, finishing the chocolate bar and tossing the wrapper. “How about we make a deal?” Gojo could see the way your eyes brightened.

“A deal?”

“Yeah, I won’t kill you in an exchange. I get to use you every once in a while.” He crouched down, leg spread wide as he eyed you up and down. “I honestly believe it would be beneficial to both of us. You get to get dicked down whenever you do that incantation. And I get to feed from your lust and sex until I’ve had my fill of it.”

You still eyed him like you didn’t trust him all the way, which was brilliant because, as nice as he may be, he was still an incubus. A very hot delicious looking incubus. You sat on your knees, leaning in closer to him.

“You promise?”

“I cross my heart. He did exactly that: a blue glowing ‘x’ formed over his heart. “You have my word, mortal. So what shall it be?”

You continued to stare at each other, heat and tension rising as Gojo eyed your body up and down. Gojo couldn’t remember the last time he had a mortal woman. But he was growing hungrier as he eyed the woman sitting in front of him. He needed you, and he was going to eat you up. He just needed to use a little more of his charm.

In a sudden jolt, you were leaning over the manic circle, grabbing him by the black tunic and slamming your lips against his. They were so soft and sweet, tasting like the chocolate he had eaten minutes before. Your hand tightened around the silky fabric, pulling him closer towards you. The lust and desire flooded the room like a fragrant candle. Both of you lost yourselves in it.

Gojo reached up, cupping both sides of your face as he stepped outside of the magic circle, carrying you to the desk, sitting you down on your ass. In the process of doing so, however, he knocked the stacks of books off your desk, sending them clattering to the floor, which you couldn’t care about because all you wanted was him, this insanely hot incubus.

“Holy shit,” you whispered, pulling away from his lips and running your fingers over his smooth skin. He chuckled, running his fingers through your hair and tugging it gently.

“Oh, sweetie, we’re just getting started.” He was fucking smirking, causing your core to throb; he began trailing kisses down the side of your neck, causing you to shudder against him. His sharp teeth graze your skin. “Want to know the best part?” All you could do was hum in response as he cupped your breasts, long, sharp nails ripping at your t-shirt, “I’m going to be the best fuck you’ve ever had.”

You moaned in anticipation as you reached down, unbuttoning his pants, “Less talking,” you shoved your hand inside his pants, smirking at the hiss that liege his lips as you found his thick massive cock nice and hard, “and more of that fucking you keep bragging about.” You stroked his cock, winning a growl from him.

“Shit,” he stabbed his nail through the center of your shirt, dragging it down to rip off of you. “You’re one kinky mortal, aren’t you? Look like I’ll be enjoying a feast.” He reached behind you, unclasping your bra and dropping it to the ground.

“Oooh~ I’m a BookTok girlie; I think you’re going to find out you’re my feast.” You stroked him harder, moaning softly as his large hands reached down, cupping your breasts.

“Well, I can’t complain about that.” He cooed, a forked tongue darting out and flicking over one of your nipples. “ I may not know what a BookTok girl is by fuck you're beautiful.” He grunted as you twisted your hand softly around his shaft, “Fuck,” He growled, pressing his forehead against yours, “Are you trying to excite me?”

He trailed his fingers over the sides of your breasts, causing you to shiver under his touch, “Maybe,” you responded, gripping his cock tighter as he began kneading at your breasts, “Oh God, that feels so good.” He squeezed them harder, drawing a gasp from you, “Gojo.”

“Satoru~,” he whispered in your earth, teeth grazing your earlobe. “My name is Satoru~” The pads of his thumbs rubbed over the peaks of your nipples, taking in the way you jumped. “Try saying it while I play with your amazing tits.”

“Satoru,” you growled, pushing his pants down past his amazing ass, “fuck me, please.” Satoru could taste the sugary sweetness of your lust and desire. It made our mouth water as he pulled his cock out, stroking it quickly.

“I’m going to fuck you so good, Sweetheart.” You whined as he pulled your shorts and panties to the side, licking his lips, “Looks like this pretty girl is already wet for me.” He laughed, rubbing his fingers up and down your slit, watching your slick-coat his fingers. Your intoxicating scent makes his mouth water. “Fuck I can taste you. I need to be inside of you.”

He grabbed your hips, scooting you closer to the edge of the desk, forcing your legs apart., “I need you too.” Gojo’s fingers dug into the sin of your hips, pulling you towards him, allowing the head of his cock to rub against your slickened opening, “please hurry, I need you inside me.”

He slowly eased into you, growling as your walls clamped down on his thick long cock. Your walls twitched, stretching to accommodate his impressive length. You yearned for more, one of your hands gripping the edge of the desk while the other grabbed a handful of his glorious ass easing him deeper inside of you. The two of you were a panting and horny mess as you grew used to the other's body.

“Fuck,” he groans into your ear, his breath tickling your neck, “you're so tight.” He rests his head against the crook of your neck as he bucks his hips into yours.

You're moaning and writhing against him, desperate and hungry for more. His hips are snapping forward faster and harder with every slide of his cock inside of you. Your breasts bounce up and down with every thrust. Your nipples are rubbing against the fabric of his tunic, making them feel insanely sensitive with every brush against the fabric.

Digging your nails into his ass, you start bucking against him, “Faster, fuck me faster.” You tilt your head back as he growls deep from inside his chest as he thrusts faster, “Yeah, just like that, fuck me, Gojo.” and he does as you tell him to do.

He fucked you harder and faster against the desk to the point where it was shaking violently. Sending more books and pends falling to the ground. You should be concerned about your laptop falling to the ground, but that's the last thing on your mind. All that's on your mind is Gojo and his FUCKING monster cock inside of you, stretching you like you've never been stretching. Bringing out a new burning desire you’d never felt before. He was fucking you like you'd never been fucked before.

“You taste so good,” he whispered as he planted kisses against your flushed skin, “your lust is so tasty~ and you. Fuuuck, you’re so beautiful and hot,” he chuckled and growled as you tightened yourself around him, “oh and you’re sexy as hell. “Trust me~ I know.”

“You're,” you whimper, “one,” more whimpers slip past your swollen lips, “to talk.” you finally manage to get out before a scream of absolute pleasure rips through your throat as he slams into you. He was hitting every sweet spot with each thrust, bringing you closer and closer to a lovely yet intense orgasm, “oh my fuck,” you whispered against his forehead, “Oh my fucking God, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum Satoru! Fucking I-I’m gonna,” your train of thought trailed off as he dug his fingers harder into your hips thrusting deeper inside of you.

He could taste it. Your desire was filling him up. Satisfying the hunger that was so deep, he never thought it would be fulfilled, but you, fuck, you were an exception. One he wasn’t sure he could give up. “Cum for me, pretty girl~,” he grunted, his voice hoarse and ragged in pleasure, “cum all over my cock, cum for me.”

“S-Satoru!” You screamed out loud as you reached up, holding his head flush against your neck as you threw your head back. Waves of pleasure rushed through you as that coil in your abdomen snapped, drawing out gasps and whimpers of pleasure from you, “Fuck, Fuck, fuck!” you whimpered, feeling him twitch inside of you as your inner walls squeezed and clamped down around him.

With a final snap of his hips, Satoru buried himself completely inside of your hot wet pussy. His body stiffened as he growled your name through his teeth. He continued to thrust and roll his hips as he filled you with his seed, and he didn't let up until both of you were gasping for air.

“Now that,” you inhaled deeply, stroking his head, “that's what I call sex.” He laughed slowly, still trying to regain whatever composure he could, “And having hot sex on my desk, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that for.”

He somehow managed to pull himself away from your body, his hands reaching up to cup your face, “Well, you have me for the rest of the night.” He growled, the sound causing you to clamp down around him.

“Oh, Toru~ I’m going to make sure you don’t leave here hungry.”

He blinked, tilting his head to the side as you pushed him back. He walked back until the back of his legs hit the bed, and he fell back against it. “Oof!” He huffed as you straddled either side of his face, your dripping pussy inches from his mouth. “O-Ooh fuck.” He whispered as you smirked down at him.

“Enjoy the meal, Mr. Demon.” Gojo swallowed hard before he brought you down in his mouth, starting to wonder if you were a succubus yourself.

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[nemonihilominus]

Is This Good Latin? Agatha All Along Edition #2

So obviously I binged the five episodes that are out, it is two a.m. and I need to tell you about the other Latin stuff that happened. I caught four spells, two I can analyze no problem, the two others I couldn't quite catch. But I'll tell you about them anyway. In this post - one that I get and one that I don't and tomorrow I'll write about the other two.

Summoning a green witch

The spell in its entirety goes like this:

Advocamus sororem viridem, supra, infra, intra, extra. Esse viridis non est facile.

I love this because besides making sense grammatically and otherwise, it is also a joke. It means:

We call forward a green sister, above, below, inside, outside. It's not easy being green.

As for the grammar commentary, it is pretty straightforward. Advocamus is the first person plural (we) of the verb advocare. That is vocare (to call) + prefix ad- (towards, to). The word advocate comes from it. This verb just like many others require an object in accusative case. Sororem viridem is accusative from soror viridis (a green sister). Then they list directions I suppose, and why not? I suppose Rio chose the "infra" road... Or is it "supra"...?

Next up – non est facile (it is not easy) esse (to be) viridis (green). Really very nice and simple. That's how I like it.

EDIT: I have been made aware of a glaring mistake I did not notice. The second sentence should be Non est facile esse viridem. Basically after non est facile, you get a phrase formed by infinitive and accusative, which is a very common structure. viridis is a nominative, so it needs to change.

Expelling a demon or a curse

This spell only has two words and yet... The first word is Expelle, which you would probably guess, since it's the same in English. And then it's something that sounds like *omphalum, possibly? The word omphalos exists, it's Greek and means a navel. The ending -um suggests it is supposed to be an object to expelle but I have no idea how these two could fit together semantically, so I assume I misheard.

EDIT: This one got solved, because I was made aware of the correct sentence:

Expelle hoc malum.

This translates to:

Expell this evil.

The verb expellere requires accusative, as usual, and hoc malum is accusative, so everything is in order.

This one is good Latin! The previous spell was good Latin until someone made me aware that it has a mistake in it. So mediocre Latin. Good enough, I think.

[polybbiuss]

huzzah! huzzah! gaze upon me mortals and witness my wondrous spell! behold! vocare vermis! *worm appears*

[kradogsrats]

Where DO the fabled Great Ones hide?

So recently pulling together that in Xadia there were initially only the first elves, then there were primal elves, and then eventually there were no more first elves... we've been left with the question of how and why did primal elves come into being, and correspondingly, where did the first elves go?

To get a sense of timeline: if Aaravos is, as he claims in the Book One novelization prologue, one of the first elves, there were presumably still at least a few around as recently as 1000 years before series time—at least, if we're to believe that Ziard's "one of the great ones" answer for who gave him the staff is obfuscating that it was Aaravos for anyone other than the audience (which it may not be). The shift from "first elves" to "great ones" implies that they are, at the least, vastly inferior in population to the primal elves. Then by 300 years pre-series, all but Aaravos are gone—when push comes to shove, only the archdragons contend with him (there are none of his kind standing against him) and he has no allies (there are none of his kind standing with him).

The neatest, though by no means only, conclusion to draw is that the first elves somehow became the primal elves. But why would they do that? By all accounts, it's a definite step down—Aaravos can draw magic from any primal source, but we have yet to see a primal elf with magic beyond their own primal. Star, if it can truly be considered a primal source, is also implied to be stronger than the others, so cutting it off in order to dedicate yourself to another single primal isn't doing you any favors. And I mean, come on—primal elves are mortal, and we're given to believe the first elves were not. If some of the first elves became the initial primal elves, it seems like it would have to have been either a significant sacrifice on their part or something that was done unwillingly. Which means we're getting juicy.

Here's five far-fetched but 100% serious theories:

Theory 1: Primal elves for primal stones

This depends a bit on the exact relationship between the first elves and primal magic, which we don't know for certain—one possibility is that the first elves had equal access to all available primal sources as well as deep magic, but another is that primal magic was the sole domain of the dragons and other mortal creatures of Xadia. Aaravos has mastered magic of all primal sources, but I have to wonder if that was only because he was "fallen" and stripped of much of his natural power. Given that we see him cast primal magic with runes, it seems possible that primal magic is not native to the first elves the way it is to the dragons—Zubeia doesn't need a rune to cast Vocare Nimbum. If first elves had a similar natural ability with deep magic, that could put them on par with the archdragons in their power... and even if Aaravos was stripped of his deep magic ability, becoming an archmage of all primal sources would still make him a formidable opponent for Avizandum and Zubeia.

Anyway, if there were the first elves, with only/primarily deep magic, the dragons/creatures native to Xadia with only primal magic, and then humans with no magic, giving the suffering humans access to primal magic as a leg up makes sense in that it puts them on equal ground with their peers (the other mortals of Xadia) without elevating them too far. So what if, to craft the first primal stones and teach humans primal magic, Leola and her cohort had to become primal elves and bind themselves to a single primal source in order to understand it so thoroughly that they could trap it for use? I've theorized before that creating a primal stone requires star magic, but it definitely also requires magic of the primal that is being stored—if the first elves were not naturally primal mages, it may have been a necessary sacrifice. This would also complicate the "gift" of primal magic in that not only was it not intended for humans to receive, it wasn't Leola's to give in the first place.

Theory 2: Punishment that suits the crime

a.k.a. "well if you love primal magic and mortals so much, why don't you marry them"

Short and sweet counterpart to Theory 1: the punishment for Leola and her cohort after giving humans primal magic was to have most of their power and natures removed through becoming primal elves, mortal and chained to a single primal source.

Theory 3: Pacifier for the archdragons

At the time of the show, the primal elves don't seem to worship the archdragons, but they do serve and revere them. However, it's strongly implied that at least some primal elf cultures worshiped at least "their" archdragon—the specter of Sol Regem is basically inextricable from Sunfire elf rituals, and Rex Igneous demands extensive tribute essentially in sacrifice to him. Also, if there's one thing we know about archdragons, it's that they're proud to the point of arrogance. With the first elves as their peers, how would the dragons feel about humans directing their attention and worship to the stars? Probably not thrilled!

In that situation, it's possible that the first elves decided to create new elves in their own image, but bound to the primal sources and subservient to the archdragons, as a gesture of goodwill (possibly while rolling their eyes) to keep the peace (and stop their whining). Those primal elves then multiplied, formed their own societies, etc.

This one does leave the question of "... then what happened to the first elves?" but still. Though it could coexist nicely with the next...

Theory 4: Imitation is flattery

Honestly kind of stupid counterpart to Theory 3: it's the archdragons who decide to create their own primal servant copies of the first elves. Could they do that? Big shrug. Could they do it with the help of Someone(tm) among the first elves? ... slightly less big shrug.

Theory 5: A Lost Midnight War

I fully admit that I'm going kind of insane, BUT hear me out. In Patience, Aaravos asserts that after the gift of primal magic:

Humans would come to build great cities and fell great foes. They would thrive.

"Build great cities?" Yeah yeah, Elarion, we've all seen it... but wait, what was that second part? Exactly what great foes were humans felling? That seems kinda important, given how the politics of the time are described, but Aaravos chooses not to elaborate.

Then in Midnight Star we have the story of a situation where Elarion, in her tenacity and kindled power, attracts the ire of the dragons and is abandoned by the stars that she thought were her benefactors—except for Aaravos, who gives the saving gift of dark magic. The poem has a kind of compressed and figurative timeline, in that (as known from Ripples) humans received primal magic before Elarion's rise, so the impending doom in Midnight Star can't be the calamity of Ripples. That was also a punishment meted out by the stars rather than the dragons. The threat in Midnight Star also can't be the implied razing of Elarion concurrent with or following the human expulsion, because the implication is also that this is when Aaravos offered dark magic—he can't be only just now offering the thing that was the cause of the dragon's wrath in the first place.

So here's a theory: sometime in the intervening however many thousand years between humans receiving primal magic and dark magic, some kind of conflict arose between the remaining first elves and the archdragons. Humans having been given primal magic by some faction of the first elves (whether or not they were punished for it) and their subsequent rise did not help matters, and could possibly even have been the cause of the conflict in the first place. The archdragons, for whatever reason, came out on top—maybe there was internal strife among the first elves, or maybe their numbers had already diminished. The remaining first elves are given the choice of submitting to the archdragons as primal elves ("donned their masks") or leaving Xadia forever ("turned their backs"). Either way, humans were abandoned to their fate, and Aaravos is the "last" star remaining on Xadia proper.

The poem is very figurative overall, but particularly in its final stanzas—Elarion is a "dying husk," but Aaravos's gift revitalizes her to be more powerful than ever. My interpretation is that for the entire poem, "Elarion" has been a stand-in for humanity in general, possibly without any relation to the city of Elarion at all, and what is being described by "dying husk" could be the period of human suffering that preceded dark magic. We know that Elarion had a prolonged rise and golden age of literally a thousand years before humans were expelled from Xadia, and yet we are told that before dark magic, humans were weak and starving—either that's a straight-up lie (entirely possible) or something happened to cause human fortunes to change from good to bad. Something like... a period of direct and brutal punishment and oppression from the archdragons and their servants. Maybe at the time the poem is describing, Elarion the city was destroyed or hadn't even been built yet, and the eventual flourishing city humans are exiled from is built on the strength of dark magic, after all. (As I mentioned elsewhere, it's getting more and more to a point where the timeline simply doesn't make sense if Ziard was truly the first dark mage ever, rather than just the first one Aaravos manipulated into causing problems on purpose.)

Anyway: the first elves, facing defeat, either assimilated as primal elves or left Xadia entirely. (Or a secret third thing, as with Aaravos, possibly related to his "fallen" status.)

Also "elves either depart the world forever or choose to become mortal" is another very Tolkien thing, like just saying.

Bonus cursed theory: primal elves are the extremely unlikely offspring of first elves breeding with humans. I'll actually be really mad if the real answer is something that garbage, but if I have to think about it then you do, too.

Double-bonus EXTRA-cursed theory: primal elves are the extremely unlikely offspring of first elves breeding with dragons. I'd still be mad about this one but also kind of impressed that they went there for real.

[bitter-bats-cult-of-the-moon]

Invocation And Evocation

Invocation and Evocation are English words that are often used interchangeably.

They are both derived from the Latin word, "vocare" which means to call forth.

Both words can deal with summoning interaction with non-human entities.

Yet, many people, especially those with knowledge of the occult, believe there are differences.

Evocation

With an evocation, a non-human entity is summoned, but is not linked to the caller. The entity remains in an outer area. The energy that is used to summon the entity is also believed to be derived from outside of the caller.

Invocation

With an invocation, the caller becomes a medium. The entity that she summons is meant to come forth within her. This person is generally believed to use inner resources or energies to allow this to happen.

When the process of invocation is successful and a non-human entity is acting through a person, a number of changes are believed to be possible. The person’s voice, for example, may be altered. Her physical appearance and demeanor may change.

Legal Terms

Law is another area where both of these words can have relevance and may be confused. In legal terms, an invocation involves summoning something from another case. This could be documents or physical evidence. An evocation involves transferring a case from a lower to higher court. If a case, for example, is removed from a district court and taken to a supreme court, it has been evoked.

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Vocareon -- Metaphysical Term for Plurals

Vocareon

[noun - /vo·ka·ray·on/]

Prefix: [vocare-] meaning "to call" or "to summon" in Latin. This is a reference to how a vocareon becomes part of a system. Suffix: [-eon] meaning "age" or "eternity" in Latin. This is a reference to vocareons typically being metaphysical entities.

Detailed description and flags below the cut!

A sysmate, headmate, or member of a plural collective that was summoned into said collective as a subconscious distress call during a traumatic event. Somewhat similar to walk-ins, a vocareon does not come from the system's mind, but rather from an outside source (not to be confused with introjects; vocareons are entirely separate beings that initially have little or nothing to do with the system in question.)

Vocareons can be spirits, deities, or other entities. These entities frequently have some sort of significance to the system they are called to, but not always. Most often, vocareons are "pulled into" the mind of a system due to that system sending out a subconscious call for help while undergoing a trauma. Not all vocareons intend to respond to the distress call, though some do. In many cases, the vocareon is suddenly pulled into the system's mind, which can be very distressing for both the system and the vocareon, regardless of whether or not joining the system was the intention of the entity.

Vocareons may leave the system after the trauma has ended, after the system has recovered from the trauma, or at any time they are able to do so. As such, systems may describe them as temporary headmates or walk-ins/walk-outs. Vocareons who stay in the system after the traumatic event may do so of their own accord, or because they aren't able to leave.

Vocareons may front to act as a buffer for the trauma the system is experiencing. They may also comfort other headmates in-system or protect the system's physical body.

The term vocareon is intended for any plurals that have experienced trauma, regardless of what labels they may use.

Vocareon Flag

The colors in the vocareon flag represent the following: Black: the summoning of the vocareon Dark red: vocareons who did not intend to become part of a system Bright red: vocareons who intended to become part of a system French grey: vocareons who leave the system once their job is done White: vocareons who become a permanent member of their system

DNI: queerphobes, sysmedicalists / anti-endogenics, TERFs / SWERFs, racists, radexclus, transx / transid

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INTRO POST !

Hello!! This is a sideblog, with my main being @mrswagtastic ( ´ ▽ ` )

This is a very reblog heavy account, but I sometimes post stuff on here too!!! It'll mainly be edits, drawings, and me yapping about vocaloid lmao. Hope you enjoy! (ᵔ◡ᵔ)

Tags ☆

Vocareblogs - anything I reblog!

Vocarants - me blabbering about random vocaloid stuff

Vocart - any art I make!!

Will add more tags if needed !!

Blinkies + stamps

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Bye-bye ^_^

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kowai mono ga mitai by shannon completely re-circuited my brain.. this is your sign to listen to voca-ps who are more on the obscure side as well PLEASE thank you

also to add on to this,, so many of them are nice and sweet and so grateful for your attention on their songs! It makes everyone feel good. if we want to see new great things, we have to support the people who are dipping their toes in and experimenting in the voca scene! watch a voca song with 360 views today

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Estuans interius Ira vehementi Estuans interius Ira vehementi Sephiroth Sephiroth Estuans interius Ira vehementi Estuans interius Ira vehementi Sephiroth Sephiroth Sors immanis Et inanis Sors immanis Et inanis Estuans interius Ira vehementi Estuans interius Ira vehementi Sephiroth Sephiroth Veni, veni, venias, Ne me mori facias Veni, veni, venias, Ne me mori facias Veni, veni, venias, Ne me mori facias Veni, veni, venias, Ne me mori facias Veni, veni, venias, gloriosa Ne me mori facias generosa Veni, veni, venias, gloriosa Ne me mori facias generosa Veni, veni, venias, gloriosa Ne me mori facias generosa Veni, veni, venias, gloriosa Ne me mori facias generosa Sephiroth Sephiroth Sephiroth

Noli manere, manere in memoria Noli manere, manere in memoria Sephiroth Sephiroth

Saevam iram, iram et dolorem Saevam iram, iram et dolorem Sephiroth Sephiroth

Ferum terribile, terribile fatum Noli manere, manere in memoria Noli manere, manere in memoria Sephiroth Sephiroth Ooh

Veni, mi fili, veni, mi fili Hic veni, da mihi mortem iterum Veni, mi fili, veni, mi fili Hic veni, da mihi

Noli manere in memoria Saevam iram et dolorem Ferum terribile fatum Ille iterum veniet

Mi fili, veni, veni, veni, mi fili Mi fili, veni, veni, veni, mi fili Mi fili, veni, veni, veni, mi fili Mi fili, veni, veni, veni, mi fili

Qui mortem invitavit (mi fili, veni, veni, veni, mi fili) Poena funesta natus (mi fili, veni, veni, veni, mi fili) Noli nomen vocare (mi fili, veni, veni, veni, mi fili) Ille iterum veniet (mi fili, veni, veni, veni, mi fili) Sephiroth Sephiroth Sephiroth

STOP SINGING IN MY ASK BOX EVERY TIME I PICK A FIGHT WITH @heraldofcrow , SHE IS NOT SEPHIROTH AND YOU ARE NOT SILVER ELITE!!!!!!!!!!!!