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k-tarotz · 12 hours

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Things about your next partner˖ ࣪ .

Disc: this is a pac for everyone so only take what resonates with you (especially if you have a specific type) and leave what doesn't. Reblogs, likes and comments are highly appreciated, thank you! ♡

𐔌՞ᱹ ﹼ ̫ ᱹ՞𐦯 ꜀(　꜆´⌓`)꜆ 𐔌ᵔ⁔ ܸ. ̫ .⁔ ͡ 𐦯

Ko-fi Paid readings

Pile One:

Your next partner might be into photography, most likely just as a hobby but there is potential for a profession as well. Expect them to take a lot of pictures of you and most likely of the surroundings around you as well! This person also likes animals. Likes to wear some kind of accessories, prefers silver over gold. They can cook and like to do so but not too often, prefer it if their s/o cooks for them and also really likes take out. Golden retriever vibe. Naturally wavy hair, could be dyed but natural hair seems to be brown for most, red for others. Your person is outgoing but not necessarily extroverted. They like peaceful people and places. They don't have a specific style, they prefer neutral colors like black, white, grey, beige on themselves but will occasionally wear different colors as well. They have a piercing or a tattoo - or plan to get one. S/he could also be into dancing. This person likes daytime over night.

Pile Two:

This person has naturally darker hair, but could dye it from time to time. S/he is also really into music, listens to more than just one genre. The type of person to text back within a few minutes, as long as you are one of their beloved ones. They might appear cold or distant at times, but are really kind and warm hearted. This person also likes to take care of themselves, whether it's skincare or very good hygiene. This person seems rather introverted, but definitely has a "crazy" side to them that they only show the people they are close to. S/he has multiple beauty spots - more on the torso but for some it could be one or two right on the face or neck. For some of you, this person can also play a (or multiple) instrument. They also really like to sing! This person is the affectionate type of person, likes skinship. This person likes to sleep longer.

Pile Three:

This person is taller than you or has long legs. S/he might be into sports or just naturally has a slim body type. This person could also be a foreigner, someone with different backgrounds than you - for some this includes cultural differences, for others it's possible that this person grew up in the same country as you so they are used to those cultures, another possibility is that s/he is mixed. They most likely can speak more than just one language. This person is street smart. This person prefers to wear black. S/he has beauty spots on the arm(s). They could be somewhat into fashion. This person prefers calling over texting. S/he has many different kinds of interests. A good listener but not so good at comforting. This person prefers evening/night over day. S/he likes energy drinks.

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sagittariusmars2 · 1 day

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(Top to bottom) your future spouse’s deepest feelings for you

Pile 1

I see that your future spouse will feel very happy with you, they’ll feel like they can be their true self’s or they can really let their guard down with you. They’ll enjoy your humor or seeing you happy, they’ll love laughing with you and having fun. I see that they’ll enjoy talking or gossiping with you, they’ll really like talking to you about different things and hearing your opinions/perspective. I see that they’ll love your voice or they’ll feel like your voice is soothing, they’ll feel like you’re healing for their inner child. I see that they’ll really enjoy seeing how the connection transforms/transcends, they’ll love the feeling of falling deeply in love with you. Signs- Capricorn, Aries, Pisces. Initials- R, O, V, H, G

Pile 2

I see that your future spouse will feel safe with you and theyll know you’re loyal, they’ll feel like you so amazing that you can have anyone you want. They’ll enjoy making memories with you and reminiscing on them, they’ll enjoy looking at pictures/videos of you. I see that they’ll love flirting with you or having lighthearted fun, they’ll feel like they have a big crush on you that won’t go away. They’ll feel like they like and love you, they will think you’re a good friend and lover. They’ll feel like they’ve never had feelings for anyone the way they do for you and it kind of scares them, they’ll feel insecure sometimes especially if they feel like they have bad luck in love. Signs- Scorpio, Leo, Aries. Initials- Q, O, Y

Pile 3

I see that your future spouse will feel like they don’t have to mask or hide who they are or how they feel, I see that your future spouse will love being around you and they’ll love how good you make them feel. They’ll enjoy watching you or keeping tabs on you, they’ll like talking to you and hearing how you feel or what you’re thinking. They’ll always try to figure out how to make you happy and care for you the best way they can, they’ll feel like they don’t want to lose you and how they know they would never get over you if you guys broke up. They’ll feel like they want to be with you forever and they’ll their best to make it so. Signs- Sagittarius, Virgo, Pisces, Libra. Initial- Q, K, S, U, G

Personal readings always available

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blueskiestarot · 3 days

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How To Use Your Energy Wisely

Hi, friends! I have another cute little Earth Day themed reading for you today. It's part of the Earth Day series that I'm doing throughout this week! We're going to see how you can use your energy more wisely. So, pick the image you feel called to and then, find your pile below! Love, Tara

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fancyfade · 3 days

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Since it's common for batfam to have some computer skills and hacking, I think oracle babs should turn whoever the current robin is into her mini me hacker assistant. Give them the tedious jobs.

#i just saw some adorable babs and tim interaction panels today thanks to a friend so now #im thinking about it #obviously she wasn't oracle when jason or dick were robin but I'm thinking tim and damian #can't remember if steph has the generic bat computer skills or not #dc comics #barbara gordon #oracle #batfam #damian wayne #tim drake #robin

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publishinggoblin · 8 hours

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Publishing Goblin in Review

This year already we have a flurry of new projects that are in production, and available for pre-orders now!

Right now, you can pre-order the Normal Tarot's brand new 3rd edition! This full-color take by Ezra Kimbell is an all-new vision of @cryptotheism's original tarot deck, the Normal Tarot, which has seen gorgeous renditions by @worm-dark and @charminglyantiquated, which are also being reprinted here in the 2nd edition gold and silver foil decks, as well as the 1st edition deck! We are aiming to manufacture soon and ship by October!

Or you can slip into something spookier and pre-order the ghostly story-telling game, WHAT WE POSSESS! This card-run TTRPG is made for one-shots, and allows everyone to play as ghosts as a mystery unfolds at your table. Possess the living, use ghostly powers, and discover clues as you unwind this spectral tale. These are heading to manufacturing and should be shipping in July/August.

If ghosts are too spooky, maybe you need a punk punch to your gaming table! In that case, join the ZOETROPE Time Travel Agency in ZOETROPE: DEATH DIDN'T TAKE! This card-run TTRPG is likewise a one-shot machine made to take your group on time travel shenanigans as your agents screw up time and time again, resetting time to get the job done as necessary. These are shipping out at the same time as WHAT WE POSSESS in July/August, and you can even grab all the WHAT WE POSSESS items here on this campaign!

Or if you're a pin collector, now is the time for you to delve into the Alley for Alleyman's Tarot Pins! There are sets of 3 "tarot card" pins, as well as pins of the Alleyman and Alleyway Oracle themselves! Lots of goodies to grab, as well as pins from previous projects!

And stay tuned for the space to order the Alleyway Oracles, the followup project to the Alleyman's Tarot, as there are extras of all the decks and items to grab. You'll want to be watching www.alleymantarot.com for those, or check out the Alleyman's Tarot and Publishing Goblin's Oracle dice already up on that site!

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spooky-donut-ghost-house · 3 days

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Jason: "What is happening?"

Barbara: "They're overriding the mainframe!"

Jason: "In English, please!"

Barbara: "*sighs* They fuckin' our pussies!"

Jason: "*cocks guns* Now you're speaking my language!"

#dc #dc comics #dcu #dc universe #detective comics #barbara gordon #jason todd #red hood #batgirl #oracle #robin #dc oracle #dc robin

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livingdeadbat · 6 hours

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Okay, but let's get something straight

What batfamily member is hitting that vape like crazy and why?

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asteriaroot · 2 days

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Whenever i see people chalking barbara down to just being a love intrest for dick or such i EXPLODE She is so much more than that (and i fuckin love nightwing! and dickbabs!) but i feel the fandom and writers just use her as "nightwings girlfriend" now, give us a barbara centric comic, and i dont mean batgirl (love her) i want to see oracle, all about oracle.

#dc #dc comics #comics #barbara gordon #gordon #nightwing #dick grayson #batfam #rant #dickbabs #oracle

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kara-zor-els · 11 hours

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Roy and Babs' dynamic has the potential to be so funny. "I'm having a homoerotic relationship with your stepmother while you are having a homoerotic relationship with my boyfriend". Unhinged.

#barbra gordon #dinah lance #roy harper #dick grayson #oliver queen #dinahbabs #dickroy #black canary #nightwing #arsenal #oracle #green arrow #I'm not too familiar with dickroy admittedly (not a titans fan) but I still think it could be funny

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maccreadysbaby · 8 hours

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A Hundred Ways to Become a Wayne

batfamily + oc insert

tw: anxiety attacks

wanna read more? here’s the table of contents!

want to read the first fic in the hundred days series so you understand what’s going on here? here it is!

yall this is the chapter i’ve been waiting for

part thirty-eight

❝ AIR AND FIRE AND WATER (OH MY) ❞

THURSDAY — SEPTEMBER 3 — 1:00 PM

BENTLEY WAS SILENT ALL THE WAY HOME. He wasn’t quite sure what to do with himself. Other than the fact he was pretty much at a standstill regarding his father and the Secret Keeper and all that jazz, he was starting to feel strange. Like a part of him had been ripped out and thrown into the Gotham Harbor. Like one of his organs had been removed and replaced by one that didn’t fit quite right — like something wrong was inside of him now.

It was like he could feel his blood pumping in his veins. The entire car ride, he could hear it in his ears. He could hear the gasoline swishing in Jason’s gas tank. He could feel the windshield washing liquid like it was a part of him when Jason cleaned the bugs off the window. He could feel Jason’s blood pumping through Jason’s veins.

What the hell was wrong with him?

The wrongness just kept getting wronger when they pulled up at the Manor, because it went from Jason and Jason’s car to feeling the water moving through the whole house. Like he had an ear against every pipe in the Manor, listening to the liquid swish and move. He knew where it was. Where it was going. He knew where each and every toilet and sink and shower and fridge was from exactly where he was sitting in Jason’s car. Where every saline bag and liquid medicine and electrolyte drink was sitting in the cave. The drip Asten was on, how much was left in it, and every single time it dripped.

Why the hell did he know that?

Jason said something to him when he got out of the car, but he didn’t hear it. It sounded like there was a waterfall inside the Manor. When he went through the door, it just got worse — he could hear every bead, droplet, every liquid in the house screaming and sloshing and moving and churning and bubbling. He could feel it like it was all inside of him, like it was him, like he was made out of water. He could hear his blood moving. He could hear Jason’s blood. Asten’s blood. Nico’s blood. Bruce and Alfred and Dick and Damian and the animals and Duke and everything — could feel the blood, the water, everything. He could feel everything.

He walked up the stairs one step at a time, every rational thought — every thought at all — literally drowned out by the sound. The feelings. He felt like he was going to explode. Like he was going to die. By the time he got to the top of the stairs, he was shaking, and breathing wasn’t as easy as it should’ve been. Why did he feel so wrong? So wrong? So wrong?

His mind kinda-sorta came back to him when he ran face-first into someone in the hall. Someone with a purple hoodie and black sweatpants.

When Dick Grayson looked down at him, Bentley started crying.

“Whoa, hey there, kiddo, what’s wrong?” Dick questioned, kneeling down to the child’s height, his crystalline blue gaze bouncing around Bentley’s face. His hair was wet and floppy like he’d just showered, and it reminded him of the first night he ever met Dick Grayson in the pouring rain.

Bentley could hardly think enough to make a coherent sentence. Air wasn’t coming in or out right, and he was crying and sad and so overwhelmed, why could he hear everything? “I-I don’t fee-feel right.” Was what he ended up saying, wiping frantically at his eyes. (Stuttering, more like.)

Dick breathed in, a sad expression coming across his features. “I think you’re having a panic attack, buddy. Just breathe with-“

“No! Not that,” Bentley argued, batting away Dick’s hands that had been coming for his arms. “Something inside of me. I-I feel like I’m going to die. I think I… I- think I’m about to die.”

A few words were shared between Dick and someone else, and in one fluid movement, Bentley was picked up and deposited on a bed. But hadn’t they just been in the hallway? He didn’t know. He didn’t know anything. The only thing he did know was that everything hurt and he couldn’t breathe and it was so loud.

“Bentley, buddy, tell me what doesn’t feel right,” Dick ordered. Bentley was sitting on the edge of a bed (whose bed? No clue.), halfway in reality, half in his own world of blurry confusing pain. Dick was in front of him, his hands were searching Bentley’s frame for anything abnormal. Jason was near the closed door.

Between the crying and the panicking and the not working lungs, he couldn’t breathe. “Everything. Everything feels wrong.”

Jason said something about Bentley’s dad, but he didn’t really hear him. Dick was touching his shoulders.

“Bentley, keep talking to me,” He pleaded, rubbing Bentley’s arms lightly. He turned to Jason with a subtle: “Go get Bruce.”

Jason left the room.

Bentley couldn’t focus enough to do much of anything. With a groan of… desperation, maybe? He brought his hands up and covered his ears, trying to drown out all the noise. There was so much noise. Too much noise.

After an indecipherable amount of time passed, someone else was touching Bentley. Bigger hands, stronger grip. He peeled his eyes open just long enough to see Bruce’s face in front of him, icy blue eyes scanning him mechanically, robotically. His mouth moved but Bentley couldn’t hear him over the crashing waves in his own head.

Gently, his hands were removed from his ears. “Hey there, chum, it’s Bruce. Do you think you can tell me what’s going on?” He was doing a pretty good job masking the concern in his voice, but Bentley heard it anyways.

“I-I can… I…” Bentley choked on a few words and sobs at the same time, his hands shaking like leaves where they sat in Bruce’s grip. “I can… hear… I-I can feel… everything.”

Bentley thought he heard something in the room bang or pop, but he wasn’t sure, he couldn’t exactly hear very good. Bruce suddenly got a strange look on his face, and Jason and Dick, who were behind him, looked stunned.

“B, his eyes-”

“Shh,” Bruce ordered, one of his hands coming up to rest on the side of Bentley’s head. “It’s okay, chum. You’re going to be okay. Just look at me.”

Bentley looked at him as best he could through the tears and panic. He tried not to pay attention to Dick, who walked over to the bathroom door looking really, really confused.

“Breathe with me,” Bruce tried. He took a deep, calculated breath, and Bentley tried to follow suit. It only sort of worked. The roaring in his head wasn’t fading. If anything, it was starting to sound more… real?

“What the f-”

“Jason!”

Bentley’s attention broke away from Bruce just in time for him to glance at the closed bathroom door — was he in Dick’s room? — and see water. Water, just gushing out from under the door like the crack at the bottom was a pressure washer, straight into the bedroom and all over the floor.

“Bruce-“

“Bentley, just look at me,”

Bentley did. He just looked at Bruce, tracing the fractals of blue in his eyes, focusing on every hair in his eyebrows, every shade of his skin. Bentley just looked at Bruce as the water started to climb the legs of the bed like a slithering snake, curling and wrapping around until it made it onto the mattress. Dick and Jason were standing off to the side, stunned into silence. Bentley just looked at Bruce.

Bentley continued to just look at Bruce as the water started floating — yes, floating, actually suspended in the air — around the room. Some of it crawled up the walls like vines, some spun and danced in the middle of the air like trees in the breeze. It was getting easier to breathe. The roaring was getting quieter.

“That’s it, you’re okay,” Bruce uttered, his hand moving gently in Bentley’s hair. “You’re okay.”

Bentley finally broke his gaze to glance upward. There was water on the ceiling, spinning and churning in intricate swirls and designs there, and water floating through the air in strands like string. It was moving on the walls, the floor, the furniture like snakes.

Bruce rubbed a hand over his hair. “That’s it. There you go.”

Bentley breathed in deeply, hiccuping lightly, his brown eyes tracing the flying water. “Bruce…”

“It’s okay,”

He wasn’t… this wasn’t… he wasn’t doing that, was he? He couldn’t be. He wasn’t a metahuman. He hadn’t been in the machine long enough, Davis had said so. He was just Bentley. Just normal Bentley.

Normal Bentley focused on one specific snake of water on the ceiling. He imagined it moving left, and it went left. He imagined it moving right, and it went right. He imagined an intricate, beautiful chandelier, hanging from the ceiling, made entirely of water, and the liquid morphed and moved until it became that. Chains, dangling crystals, and metal galore, all shaped from crystal clear water.

“Oh my God,” Jason muttered. He and Dick were staring at the chandelier made of pure water, but Bruce wasn’t. Bruce was still looking at Bentley.

The water slowly moved from the chandelier back to its spot swirling on the ceiling.

There was absolutely no way Bentley was doing that. Right? There couldn’t be. He couldn’t be.

As a last ditch effort to prove that he wasn’t controlling the water, he imagined it going back where it came from.

And the water, ever-so-slowly, started to crawl off the bed, down from the ceiling and the walls, across the floor again at a glacial pace. Dick swung the bathroom door open. Bentley watched in a mixture of awe and terror as he watched the vines of water slither back into the toilet and faucets.

When all the water was gone, nothing was wet, not even the mattress, and the room was eerily silent. And Bentley was oddly drained.

Fire, Air, and Water. How clever, Mr. Whittaker.

Bentley looked back up at Bruce, who had a reassuring smile on his face.

“Are you going to get rid of me now?”

Before he heard the reply, everything faded to black.

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The first (and pretty much only) thing he got back was his hearing.

“-telling you, this is different. The whole structure of his DNA looks strange. It’s different from the last blood sample we have from him — It almost looks like a whole new strand,” That was Tim’s voice, he was pretty sure.

“So you’re saying that whoever kidnapped him changed his human DNA into metahuman DNA?”

“It looks like they… tore apart his original genome and spliced other parts in… like they manufactured synthetic DNA with the genetic mutation of a metahuman and replaced pieces of his own with it. It looks like… whoa,”

“What is it, Timmy?”

“It’s changing. The synthetic DNA is actually… turning the rest of his DNA into metahuman genomes. Spreading… like a virus,”

“Will that hurt him?”

“Let’s just say… I understand why he thought he was dying,”

“You think that could be why Asten-“

Bentley, had he been any more lucid, would’ve flinched at the absolutely gut-wrenching scream that ripped through the air. He was laying on something soft — it just sort of felt like his bed. A bed, at least. And the scream sounded strangely close to him.

“Well, his genes are being ripped apart and replaced, so, if I had to guess, yeah. That’s probably why he’s screaming,”

“What about Bentley?” He was pretty sure that voice was Dick, now that it said his name.

“It seems to be the beginning of the change. I don’t think there’s much we can do to help,”

Suddenly, Bentley’s eyes began to burn even though they were closed. He moved a hand to rub them, but as soon as he moved his fingers, his entire arm erupted into a blazing, fiery pain that made him whine.

“Are they going to be okay?” Came a third voice — the voice of Nico. Bentley felt a hand land on his shoulder, but instead of being soothing, it left a ripple of burning agony that made him choke out a strange sound. The hand jumped away.

“Yeah, they will,” Replied Dick. “We just have to get them through this. How are you feeling?”

There was a silence where all Bentley heard was his own bated breathing.

“Well, I… I was already a metahuman, so…”

“Oh… okay,”

Bentley tensed, gripping whoever’s covers he was under hard when a surge of absolute burning agony washed over him. It felt like when he was poisoned. Worse than when he was poisoned — like someone was searing his veins closed with a blowtorch. Another choking sound made it's way out of him, but he couldn’t produce words.

“You’re okay, kiddo. You’re going to be okay,”

Asten screamed again. Nico was suddenly crying.

Another wave of absolute searing agony came and went, and Bentley fought it good — he really did. He kept his whining to a minimum for a solid ten minutes.

But then the fire reached his head, and suddenly, two children’s screams were ripping through the halls of Wayne Manor.

And everyone inside just had to listen.

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ri-writes-if · 15 hours

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Mc (joking): What worried about me?

literally anyone: Yes.

Mc:

LMAO so true

#asks #Oracle #the abyssal song

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yukiwhitetm · 1 day

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I would love to hear what your favourite Batfamily fanstories are so, please, recommend them to me! I'm excited to read them.

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sagittariusmars2 · 3 days

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(Left to right) what makes you rare/unique

Pile 1

I see that what makes you rare/unique is your creativity and your intelligence, I see that the way you can have peace in solitude and you don’t feel the need to always be around people makes you unique. I see that the way you talk or your perspective makes you rare/unique, I see that you can have a talented voice or you draw people in with your voice or with what you say. What makes you rare/unique is how caring you are and how you like to help people even if they don’t need it, the way you take care of your body or your stamina/strength makes you unique. What makes you rare/unique is you inner strength and the way you face your fears, you don’t allow other to bully you or make you feel uncomfortable. What makes you rare/unique is your sense of humor or your optimism, you may have dark humor or make fun of your struggles/trauma. Signs- Sagittarius/cancer, initial- R, O, W, V, Q C

Pile 2

I see that what makes you rare/unique is your innocence, purity, and divinity. I see that your spiritual gifts or connection with the divine makes you rare/unique, I see that you may like to people watch or observe others. I see that you may like to read or you know a lot of things, you could be good at storytelling and you know a lot of people’s secrets which makes you rare/unique. I see that you are good at building others up and seeing the potential in things or people which makes you rare/unique, I see that you may lie sometimes or tell fake stories to entertain or trick people. Signs- Leo/libra. Initials- X, L, Y

Pile 3

I see that what makes you rare/unique is your healing energy and the way you strive to be better or become your best self, I see that you like to stand out and you don’t like authority which makes you rare/unique. I see that you’re good at transmuting energy and you have a lot of compassion/humility which makes you unique/rare, I see that you’re good at giving compliments and seeing things in others that they don’t see in themselves. You’re good at being kind to others and understanding which makes you unique. Signs- Taurus/Virgo. Initials- X, B, M, S

Pile 4

I see that what makes you rare/unique is that you don’t need a lot of money or resources to be happy, I see that you can pray for the things you need or God/the divine always provides the things you need. I see that your divinity/Godliness makes you rare/unique, the way you carry yourself and your compassion makes you unique. I see that what makes you rare/unique sis the way you can move on and forgive, I see that you don’t let your past or experiences define who you are or change you. What makes you rare/unique is the way you sacrifice yourself or they way you care so much about others that you compromise yourself, what makes you rare/unique is your blind faith and the way you go all in when it comes to things you want. Signs- Aries, Aquarius, Taurus, Gemini. Initials- V, F, N, E

Personal readings always available

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