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pandoradoesotherstuff · 1 year

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The Church of Night

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A/N: Whaaaaat? Another Kollok: Council of the Gods fic?! You bet your ass it is! 😂😂 Also I think I always write Night as softer than he really is but it's nice and I like it. ☺️

Enjoy! ❤️

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You felt stupid standing before the round marble altar as you lit the long pale white candles in silence. The Church of Night was completely empty so at least no one could see your awkward attempt at remembering exactly how this was done. You hadn't set foot in this church for a very long time, never really believing in the old gods like your grandmother did.

She had brought you faithfully every weekend as a kid to pray to the God of Night for blessings, prosperity and to generally keep the God happy. As you got older though you drew back and eventually stopped going altogether, you just didn't believe anymore. It had felt like a complete waste of time. But now your grandmother was very sick in the hospital and you were running out of time and options fast.

So here you were back in the Church of Night after many years and feeling like a giant hypocrite about it. You close your eyes, bow your head slightly and clasp your hands tightly together, trying to ignore the feeling in the back of your mind that you were being watched.

"Oh great God of Night, mover of uh...mover of the stars and the...shit...the uh, the something of something". You let out an annoyed grunt. You'd said this at least a hundred times as a kid, how could you not remember this now?! You shake out your arms before clasping your hands together once more to try again.

"Oh great God of Night, mover of...you know what? I'm going to level with you here. I... I haven't prayed here in who knows how many years. Honestly, I'm not even sure there's anyone listening to this right now. I'm probably just talking to an empty room but..." You pause to let out a shaky breath before continuing. "But this isn't about me, I'm here for me gr-"

"-Grandmother, I know. I was starting to wonder where she was".

You freeze in place as the deep silky voice speaks from somewhere behind you, not even daring to breathe.

"My my my [Y/N], haven't you grown". The voice appears to circle around you to the other side of the altar but you didn't hear any footsteps. You didn't even hear anyone come in! How was this possible?! This had to be some sort of trick, a mean prank even.

You open your eyes slowly, worried about just what, or who, you were about to see. The man watches with a small smile of amusement as you gasp quietly. He was...he looked....he looked exactly as your grandmother has described!! Average height, wavey black hair, deep brown eyes and a red spiral marking on his surprisingly handsome face. Check, check and check! This couldn't be real, the gods weren't real, someone had to be fucking with you!

"W-who, fuck, who the hell are you?!" You demand, voice shaking slightly as you speak. The man still has that amused look on his face as he pretends to brush off the lapels of his jacket.

"Oh [Y/N], you know exactly who I am. I am the very God you prayed to tonight. Albeit terribly. Your grandma taught you better than that".

You feel as though you should apologise and avert your eyes but that was stupid. This guy couldn't really be a God, could he?

"Prove it". You say, standing up straighter and stealing your resolve to remain looking him right in the eye.

"Prove it?" He repeats, looking slightly annoyed as he does so. "You may regret that". The wannabe God ushers you over to the window, opening it up wide so that you have a clear view of the night sky. Then with a few hand movements on his part, the stars start moving seemingly of their own accord, swooping and twirling elegantly through the black sky. They spin around the moon itself making different complex patterns over and over again, faster and faster until you start to feel dizzy.

You stumble back slightly, feeling behind you until your hand closes round the solid wood of one of the long pews. The world feels as though it's spinning as you sit with your eyes closed, taking deep breaths to try and feel normal again.

"Now do you believe sweet heart?" The God of Night asks, finally breaking the oppressive silence.

"Yes". You whisper, mind reeling from the revelation that the Gods were very much real and you were in fact talking to one.

It was all too much for you to take in at once, your grandmother had been right after all! Your mind was reeling with hundreds of questions and the over whelming feeling to get as far away as humanly possible. Hah! Humanly possible. If you weren't feeling so shaken up right now you would laugh.

You pull yourself up into your feet, legs feeling like jelly as you hurry over to the door without even looking back at the God.

"I-I should get back", you mumble before stumbling out the door into the cold night air without a backwards glance.

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The next morning you wake up later than usual to a missed call and a voice mail from the hospital. Your heart is in your throat as you listen to the voice mail expecting the worse but what you hear instead brings back all the memories from the night before at the church of Night.

Your grandmother had improved tremendously over night and the Doctors were more than hopeful she'd now fully recover. Also did you happen to know the young man with a red marking on his face that visited late last night? You try to keep your voice level as you answer that yes, you did in fact know exactly who that was. And yes, it was perfectly fine for him to visit.

Shit shit shit shit shit shit! You were going to have to go back to the church and thank him. It was only polite after all...

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The Church of Night is just as silent and empty as it was the night before. You wonder briefly if that's because it's genuinely empty or because someone wants it to be. Either way you were thankful for the solitude, at least for the time being.

You light the same candles from the previous night having left them in a hurry before closing your eyes and clasping your hands once again.

"Oh great God of Night, mover of stars and bringer of knowledge. Please hear my prayer and...and..." You have to stop, voice wavering as you speak. The whole situation was overwhelming. You hadn't been in this church for years and now you'd been in twice. Not only finding out the god of Night was very much real and also knew exactly who you were but had also somehow miraculously healed your Grandma of the sickness that been ravaging her body. You laugh quietly under your breath at the absurdity of the situation, if anyone else had told you all this you'd think they were nuts. Yet here you were trying to wrap your brain around everything.

"What's so funny?" That silky smooth voice once again cuts through the silence sending a shiver down your spine. You glance over your shoulder to see the god of Night standing a little ways behind you.

"Nothing", you answer with a quiet sigh. "Just...the last few days has been a lot, you know?" You gently blow out the candles, watching the blue smoke dance in the air for a second or two before turning around to face him, leaning against the marble altar now behind you. "Thank you", you say with a soft smile. The words alone weren't anywhere near enough to express your gratitude but now with your mind slowly accepting that deities were clearly real, you almost felt shy in his presence. In quiet awe, you suppose. The fact that he was very handsome was also playing on your mind. Although you'd much rather keep that piece of information to yourself, a part of you wondering if it's blasphemous to think such things.

Night walks forward with quiet confidence, a smile playing on his lips as he mirrors your stance of leaning against the altar.

"You're very welcome little star".

"Little star?!" Your voice raises in pitch, your eyebrow along with it. There is almost a look of panic that crosses the God's face before it falls back into the confident smile, only a slight blush on his cheeks remains.

"Your grandma called you that once". He clears his throat before continuing with a mumble. "I guess the name stuck with me..."

"Did...did she talk about me a lot?" You ask, sheepishly looking down at your feet.

"Are you kidding me? I've heard about every one of your life events! Your grandma doesn't just pray and make offerings. She talks. She treats me like oldest friend and confidante. It's part of the reason why I lo-"

There's a pause as you both face each other: Night not wanting to continue the sentence and you wanting him to continue. His deep brown eyes are soft and warm as they look into yours, almost like they were looking for something. You have questions, but you can't bring yourself to break this moment. His eyes dart down as you briefly lick your lips, mouth dry with apprehension. The atmosphere felt heavy, like something was about to happen but you weren't sure what.

Night leans in slightly and you can't help but follow suit, his eyes never leaving yours, drawing you in like a moth to a flame.

"Little star..." He whispers just as your lips almost meet. The loud sound of the church door opening makes you spring back, head whipping round to see an older gentleman entering and taking a seat on one of the end pews. You turn back to mumble an excuse to the god about having to leave but he had already gone. Of course he had! You'd seen before he had the ability to come and go at will. You can't help but roll your eyes to yourself.

"I'll see you later". You whisper as quietly as you can, you might not be able to see him but you have the feeling he can still hear you.

Looks like you're going to be attending the church of Night rather faithfully from now on.

#kollok #kollok council of the gods #god of night #god of night x you #god of night x reader

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hoetolegist · 2 years

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Okay so… I have a twilight- JASPER HALE, request where it’s like, the reader (any gender- idc) and their Indian and their super insecure about their culture, looks, and skin color and their insecurities only get larger when JESSICA STANLEY insults them about being Indian and so they distances themself from Jasper and all the Cullens who love y/n more than Bella. And then Jasper, being heartbroken turns into the major and demands why they’ve been ignoring him and they’ll like, burst into tears and explained what happens and he’ll be so mad and feel bad for yelling at them it’s all cute and fluffy at the end cause he tells them HE LOVES them AND INDIA and it ends in rough, loving smut But it doesn’t have to be Jasper it can be Stefan Salvatore or Steve rogers or blah blah blah but i’d prefer one of those three especially the vampires

Title: You're beautiful to me

Summary: an Indian teenage girl moves to a small town where she's seen as different. Can she get through it with her best friend by her side

The smut is so anticlimactic I rushed the ending 😭 I'm sorry

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder" is what they always say. "Stop saying stuff like that, you're pretty" they repeat every time you feel off about yourself but none of that helps. None of that stops you from knowing that you just aren't that attractive and that guys wouldn't even look at you twice. You honestly wouldn't even consider yourself average, you have a big nose, thick eyebrows, big puffy lips, shabby hair and dark skin that irritates you to no end

Everyone around you has milky white skin that dazzled in the sunlight but you and your family are so dark. Your family moved to Forks, Washington a few years ago because your mom wanted to see things outside of India, she wanted to explore and make her pottery business worldwide. When you first moved here you immediately noticed how different it was. It was very dull, always raining and surrounded by rainforest

You eventually got used to it and the humidity stopped bothering you the way it did at first. Your first day of school was hectic, you saw and felt people staring at you all day. They were whispering and pointing and you didn't know wether it was because they liked you or because they disliked you. Now you've also gotten used to the stares which still often happen but now they probably stare more because of who your best friend is

"Hey! Are you ready to go?" You heard a deep voice shout from the other side of your door. You looked around, making sure that you had your backpack and your keys. You opened your door to a tall, gorgeous man smiling down at you, leaning up against the door frame. "Yes I'm ready Jas, we have to stop somewhere for breakfast though" you replied to him

Jasper Hale was your first friend here in this small town. When you first saw him you thought he was so beautiful and to this day he still has such inhuman beauty. There was just no way he could be real! He has this pale marble-like skin, wavey honey blonde hair that fell just a few inches above his collarbone and the prettiest golden brown eyes that glisten in the sun

Maybe you kind of had a tiny crush on him but you'd never even think about acting on it

Chemistry class is so boring and you have no friends in here. You looked toward the door and saw Jasper walk past, oh good he's out. Your hand quickly shot up "may I go to the restroom?" the teacher stopped talking and pushed her glasses up "yes go ahead. Take the pass and if you're gone for more than-" you were already out of the room before she could finish

You practically skipped down the hallway with the biggest smile on your face but your smile slowly faded as you turned the corner and spotted him walking hand in hand with the one person you hated most, Jessica Stanley. She's such a bitch! She always has something to say about you. She cracks non stop jokes about your hair, your clothes, your skin, everything. It's annoying

Before you could turn around and sneak back to class you saw her glance back then stop walking. "Oh if it isn't y/n" she said as she dramatically turned around, her hand still in Jaspers. You rolled your eyes and turned around to start walking back. "Don't even start Jessica" you said trying to stay confident. She can be intimidating sometimes, you just never know with her

"What kind of eye sore are you wearing today?" she shouted after you, you stopped walking and turned around. You kind of liked your outfit today - you wore a white lehenga, decorated with gold polka dots and a white and gold choli, a dupatta draped around your shoulder. You were always insecure about wearing your traditional Indian clothes and the main reason is because of Jessica but your mom never allows you to wear anything else

She looked you up and down and laughed "I can't believe you walked out of the house with that ugly skirt on and do you need a jacket? No one wants to see your mid drift it's ugly". You looked at Jasper but he just stood there, like he wanted to say something but couldn't. You scoffed and bit your lips to stop your tears from falling. You ran to the bathroom, the jingle of your many bracelets echoing off of the walls

Jessica's laugh rang in your ears, why does she have to be so mean? She has been ruining everything for you since you first got here

You started to think about that time you celebrated your 16th birthday at school with friends and classmates since your parents had no time for it. "Happy birthday to you!" This was the most attention you've ever gotten at this school, you smiled at everyone and blew the candles out as they cheered. "Thank you everyone I-" your thanks was cut off as a monotone voice spoke out "ew are we really going to eat that?" Of course it was Jessica Stanley, she never lets up on you

You sighed "it's red velvet cake Jessica, not poison"

Her face scrunched up in disgust "but it's homemade right?" You nodded slowly, not knowing what she's getting at

"We don't know what you people do to your foods" she eyed the cake like it was the most disgusting thing she's ever seen "I won't be touching it" she grabbed her bag and walked out of the classroom, a few people following close behind her

You shook you head to stop yourself from thinking about such moments and lifted a hand to wipe your cheek as a tear rolled down. You feel so much more ugly than you ever have in your whole life

Suddenly the bathroom door swung open and in front of you stood Jessica. "y/n I wanted to say sorry" you stood there in silence knowing that she had more to say

"I'm sorry that Jasper just doesn't like girls like you, he likes girls like me or Bella. You will never be more than a friend. Got it?" You had no more fight left in you, not like you had any to begin with, so you just nodded. She smiled and looked you up and down again hate etched into her features "oh and do us all a favor and stop wearing those horrendous sheets that you call clothes". She soon walked out of the bathroom, you couldn't hold your tears back this time

A few days passed by and you stayed away from Jasper and the Cullens completely. You started wearing baggy jeans and oversized sweaters, your mom begged and pleaded for you to not give up on your culture but she didn't understand what you were going through

You sat in the back of chemistry class, giving Jessica the satisfaction of changing you completely. You saw a figure standing at the door from the corner of your eye, looking up you saw Jasper waving you out but you quickly looked away. He's the last person you want to see and talk to

When you were walking to your car, you noticed someone leaning on the front of it. You recognized the silhouette, soon realizing that it was Jasper's brother Emmet. "fuck" you whispered to yourself as you closed the distance between you and your car

He smiled at you and laughed "you know I heard that right?"

You chuckled dryly, just standing there with your arms crossed "yeah your super hearing is so cool" you said sarcastically "can you move please?"

Emmet just stood there looking at you, studying your facial expressions and your body language. He knew something was up. "I've never saw you in jeans before y/n" he sighed. You looked at him dumbfounded, why does he care? It's none of his business what you wear

"I can wear what I want Emmet" you sneered "I saw the way you guys looked at my other clothes anyway, someone just let me know what all of you were too afraid to tell me" he looked shocked "so move" but he moved fairly quickly

You were getting angrier with every word that came out of you mouth. You didn't want to look at his face anymore. You jumped into your car, starting it as quick as you can and driving off

Emmet was one of the siblings that you were close to, alongside Rosalie. They were the ones you could talk to when you just couldn't talk to Jasper. You don't know why you had treated him like that and you wished you could take it back but what's done is done

Maybe this'll keep them away from you

Knock knock knock

Three soft bangs woke you up quickly. Was someone knocking on your window? You sat up in your bed and rubbed your eyes, the clock showed 2 am

Knock knock knock

You heard the knocking again, it sounded more frantic. What if it's a kidnapper? Or a robber? What if-

"I'm not a kidnapper y/n open the window" you knew that voice! It was Jasper, what was he doing here so late? You suddenly sprung into action thinking he might be hurt or someone got hurt. "What happened?" You questioned as he jumped inside "did someone get hurt?"

He looked like he had been crying for a couple of hours. He doesn't have that glow in his eyes that he usually has. "Talk to me, tell me what I did wrong please" he whispered in the hush of the night. You stood there confused

What were you supposed to say? You've never seen him cry before, he's never this vulnerable. "Come on Jas you have to go" you tried hard to make sure your voice doesn't waver "uh you probably just need some sleep okay?" You were trying to walk him back to the window

Jaspers sadness quickly turned to anger. He was upset with how you were treating him, he's heartbroken and now you're trying to just shove him back out the window? "I don't just need sleep y/n!" he shouted in your face "I need you to tell me why you've been ignoring me. What did I do to hurt you so bad that you would rather shut me out of your life completely!"

Your eyes watered, you were never able to take people yelling at you too well and you take Jasper yelling at you one hundred times worse. "Fucking say something y/n!" he continued. He saw the tear drop from your eye and he immediately softened

Jasper grabbed you, hugging you tight as you cried into his shoulder "I'm sorry" you eventually said. You started telling him everything that was happening "it's been going on for years so you would think I'd be use to it by now". He rubbed circles into your back as you spoke, telling him about how you felt in the hallway "...and you looked at me, you looked at me and said nothing while she said the most disgusting things about me"

He looked displeased with himself, like he could just kick himself right then and there.

"The bathroom...she said a lot of things" you told him everything that was said to you and he looked livid. His eyes went black and you knew exactly what was happening

"Hey, she's not worth it" he faced the window, trying not to show his fangs. When you first found out about him he was hesitant about being around but soon he became comfortable with you. Sometimes his lack of control over his emotions is what keeps him from fully showing his true self around you

Your voice calmed him down "it's not worth it Jas" you repeated. His breathing eventually evened out

The silence was deafening, you just wanted him to say something

"I love you" is all he said

You nodded "I love you too Jasper" you wrapped your arms around his waist from behind him, resting your cheek on his back "I'm sorry for not being the best best friend like I promised I would"

You could feel him inhale before you felt yourself being disconnected from him. Next thing you know it you're face to face with him, his arms wrapped around your waist this time "no y/n, I love you. I love you so much it hurts" you gasped and tried to step back but he just held your waist tighter

"I'm not the type of girl you want Jasper. I don't fit in with you or anyone else. I think it's best we stay friends" you softly spoke out, your voice shook despite your efforts to keep it from doing that. You managed to get out of his hold to go sit on your bed. "Please leave" you finished firmly

Silence washed over you. You felt your bed dip as Jasper sat next to you but neither of you said a word

Eventually he spoke up "I think you're beautiful". You looked at him with your mouth opened in what could possibly be shock or disbelief? You don't know it's a mix of emotions right now. Your eyes stared into his, trying to find a lie within them. No one has genuinely called you beautiful like this. "I love the clothes you wore, they were so colorful. They were what made me fall in love with you. The real you"

You stood up after he said that. Fall in love with? In love with? Oh my fuck. "Uhm" you were panicking now. What if he was just lying to you? Him and Jessica will probably laugh at you about this tomorrow. But now that you think about it Jasper has never laughed at you, even when he was stuck in the hallway situation with you he didn't even pretend to be amused

You slowly sat back down at the realization that he's being real with you right now. Jasper slowly brought his hand up to cup your cheek, his thumb slowly caressing it. "I love everything about you and where you're from. Did you know that I ordered a cookbook from India so I could learn how to prepare all of your favorite meals?" he smiled a small smile "that was going to be our first date"

He was going to do all of that for you? Really? You chuckled softly, flashing him a small smile "I had no idea" now you felt even worse for treating him the way you did. "I'm sorry Jasper. I didn't mean to push you away I just thought it would be better for you if I wasn't in your life anymore. I've had a crush on you for years and I always thought you wanted someone like Bella because she's like one hundred times prettier than me" you were talking too much, something you did when you were nervous

"No one is prettier than you. Not in my eyes" There was a moment when you just sat there looking at each other. Jasper shamelessly stared at your lips for a few minutes before looking back up at your eyes. You don't know who leaned in first but one second you were having a tension filled staring contest and the next second Jasper's soft lips were smushed up against yours. The kiss was hot and desperate and neither one one of you had came up for air yet

Jasper was the first to pull away "you don't know how long I've waited to do this" he breathed. You took that time to just look at him, admire his beauty but that didn't last long as his lips were back on yours in no time

He layed you down and began kissing your neck sucking a hickey under your ear which which you now know is a sensitive spot "Oh" you moaned. This is a new feeling for you

He kissed all the way down lifting your shirt up to kiss your stomach. When his lips touched your skin it felt amazing but you still panicked "wait wait stop" you cried out. Jasper stopped immediately upon hearing your voice, he looked up at you with concern. "It's just uh" you didn't know how to say this, you didn't want him too laugh at you

"I've never done this before" he just looked at you confused "I'm a virgin Jas" you finally said

His eyes grew wide for a split second before returning to normal size. "Oh I- uhm do you not want to do this?" He stood up awkwardly, scrambling to fix himself just in case you were going to kick him out. You grabbed his arm and pulled him back down "I know I want to do it and you're the one o want to do it with, I'm just scared that I'm not going to be what you are expecting"

Upon that confession he grabbed both of your hands and kissed them gently. "you're everything I've ever wanted y/n. We'll go slow and I'll be gentle if you want". You shook your head "okay, I trust you"

You began kissing again, this time slowly. You laid back and he smoothly started to kiss your jaw and down your neck. "Ah" you whined when he nipped a sensitive spot on your neck. He looked you in your eye as he kissed down, lifting your shirt up to place searing hot kisses on your chest. You sat up to take your top completely off, he practically drooled at the sight

You had no bra on "fuck your boobs are so pretty baby" you blushed at his words not knowing if you should say thank you or not. You moaned loudly as he wrapped his lips around one of your hardened nipples. His hand slowly crept down to tease the waistband of your shorts. He looked up at you for approval

Almost hesitant you shook your head yes. You shivered when his fingers slid between your soaked folds. You clawed at his shirt

"Off" you desperately pleaded, wanting to feel his skin against yours

His chest on yours felt nice, both of you were warm, this was nice for you. It was with someone you truly loved

"I want to be inside of you so bad" Jasper rubbed his cock between your wet folds

Once you guys were fully naked you were wondering if you should be having second thoughts about this but you don't. He had to talk to you about covering yourself up though "you're perfect, don't hide it" he had whispered against your lips

Your breathing was heavy as you waited for him to put the condom on. So far you had cum twice and you never knew how amazing that feeling was until now

Jasper rubbed your thighs gently sweat g to relax you "I'll talk you through it" he promised

You nodded and tried to lay as relaxed as possible. Okay it won't hurt too bad

Oh how wrong you were

The first few inches were hell, he whispered softly in your ear "you got this" and "just a little more, you can take it"

You looked at his face once he was fully in, he was sweating and breathing heavy. "y-you can move now"

Jasper tightened his grip on your waist and slowly pulled out then slammed back into you "fuck you're so tight" he moaned

You scratched his back as he thrusted harshly into you. Both of you had agreed on going slow but the pleasure mixed with a tinge of pain felt too good

"faster please" you panted, you were dripping with sweat. You didn't have to tell you twice he picked up the pace, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing through the once silent room

You felt dizzy with pleasure a bubble if heat was forming in the pit of your stomach. You knew that feeling all too well now

Jasper was now leaning over you, hands on wither side of your head, face in your neck. You held his hair out of your face as you both chased your highs. "Come for me baby" he whispered in your ear. His deep raspy voice was enough to pop that bubble instantly and you cried out as you came on his cock, your pussy squeezing him tight

"fuck fuck fuck" he squeezed his eyes shut as he continued to thrust in and out of you. You caressed his back and whispered sweet nothings in his ear. "I'm gonna cum, mm" he grunted before he stilled completely, filling you up

He collapsed on top of you, still holding himself up a little as to not crush you. You both were a mess of sweat and cum

He rolled off of you and layed next to you "I love you" he smiled at you softly

"I love you more" you threw your arm around his waist and cuddled up to him

Never in a million years would you have thought that this would be your life

#jasper hale #twilight #this is bad #the smut isn't that good forgive me #chrissy 🐾 🐾

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smutty-ki113r · 3 years

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Hi! I feel kinda bad for asking but uh-- can I get SFW and/or NSWF match-up with Creepypasta/Marble Hornets please? Sorry if I didn't put down enough lol

I'm a straight ally who likes men and is cisgender. I have natural light brown hair but I dyed it black with dark red highlights. My hair is midway down my back and it's frizzy as hell and wavey (would be really curly if it was short). My eyes are sometimes green, sometimes blue, and sometimes both. I'm 5'2 and 15ibs overweight. I got fkn baby hands too.

At my work, I usually volunteer to wear yellow 70s dresses but otherwise I usually wear shorts with an anime shirt. I don't care about shoes either. Also a friend gave me a rainbow hoodie that I like to wear a lot. Despite only wearing wearing at work, I do like dresses. I once considered myself genderqueer because I typically changed from masculine and feminine clothing, likes, and all that over and over again.

I try to stay hella loyal to my friends. I never ask for anything in return and have no problem buying them something stupid stupid because. I love them to death. I reframe from yelling at people because it causes unnecessary drama and I would rather watch a fight anyway. And I mean that I love to watch people fight-

I like to read, draw, write, and spam memes to my friends. I try to keep a playful part of me whenever I'm mad and end up always calming myself down by sending memes. I always try to have a pinch of seriousness whenever I'm playful as to not go overboard. I'm usually described as being pretty neutral and calm for that reason.

I also have tinnitus. I strugfle to besr over the sound of wHitE NoiSe sometimes sooo

I'm surprisingly able to defend myself despite being pretty lazy. It's sorta natural muscle that I got from my dad's side.

Whenever I write, it's typically romance. When I draw, it's of original characters. When I read, it's also prolly romance. I do also play sports every now and then, but that's it.

Sorry but my friends are closer than family. My cousin is the closest person to me though.

Great Im finally getting to you!!

I match you with…..💖MASKY💖 (suggestive themes)

Ok ok, so basically I think he would love the dresses. Yellow is a favorite color of his but he dosen’t say it, he likes to watch the dress switsh around your knees.

One thing he absolutely praises is loyalty, this man is with you though and through. So he admires that quality about you, and it would honestly be a good relationship for you. If you have trouble asking for something Masky is usually the type to provide, dosen’t nag, he just expects you to take his care.

Masky would probably grumble about you sending him too many memes but he honestly likes the messages you send him, they are reminders that you’re there to make him smile. He claims it distracts him from his work but in reality it becomes a stress reliever.

He likes that you’re strong, likes to play fight if you know what I mean 😏

You’re a hopeless romantic? Well, Masky isn’t one to indulge in those cheesy fantasies, but he is likely to sweep you off your feet and make you fall in love like nobody else could.

#creepypasta #matchup #creepypasta matchup #cp matchups #matchup cafe #masky #maskycreepypasta #cp masky #📯#♠️

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theunderworldsdragon · 5 years

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My Dragon

Ever since I was little I had this shadow that followed me around, it followed me anytime I got in any kind of vehicle or whenever I felt unsafe or angry it turned into this gargantuan beast that sheltered me or woke me when I had nightmares. As I got older it stopped following me and I saw my shadow friend less and less, until I was about 17 or 18 anyway, and then it wasn’t a shadow anymore. Whither or not it was the same shadow I was definitely intrigued.

At first I honestly thought I was crazy because all I would catch is the tail end (literally) or a fleck of cerulean blue eyes in the shadows at night, when I feel watched. I would set up my pocket altar at the time and take deep breaths when I would feel something settle in front of my lap on the floor. I remember at first, he appeared wavey and almost mist like he is about the size of my white cat, it had been a long time since I was able to see him that he had lost trust in me and didn’t want to expose himself to me if I wasn’t going to pay attention and heed his wisdom. Over time he would visit me in his wavey form in my dreams and through meditations (honestly I’ve yet to earn his trust again and he still remains cloaked) his energy visits me when I’m weak in my own energy and he helps keep my pain manageable.

I really wish I were an artist, he’s absolutely stunning. He seems very tiny when he’s trying to be sneaky, maybe about the size of a beetle. Through the mist I can see primarily blue, I also see specks of gold and sliver shining against the blue, I’m assuming it’s his scales (but you know what they say about assuming) when he’s small he has a slender body and walks around on all fours. When he’s big he has massive wings and is absolutely gargantuan (I’m honestly not sure how big he is, I’ll have to ask) it looks like he has horns and small spikes on the top of his head but they flow? If that makes since? They aren’t stationary horns, they’re almost like hair and they’re flowy and silver (I’m not sure if he has actual hair or if it’s just him changing his look, he seems to be a prankster). He’s really pretty you guys. I honestly can’t use any of the millions of words I know to describe him.

He loves to eat! hostess cupcakes, red wine, rum, watermelon, bananas, eggs, meat (any kind) the list is so long! He also likes to collect globes, seashells, jewels and crystals, books, maps, flowers (tropical specifically) and marbles. In his spare time he walks around the astral plane and in the dreamscape weaving stars in the sky or swimming in the trenches of the ocean in the pressure of the depths. He can also be found flying through the clouds into the very edge of the mesosphere just kissing the cosmos. Or sleeping in a blooming flower.

His name is Arget, and he’s my Dragon.

#witchcraft #witch #eclectic witch #witchblr #sea witch #water witch #dragon #dragon witch #draconic witch #my dragon #personal #draconic witchcraft #Arget

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frutee · 4 years

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ok my dream last night we’re not going to talk about how i fucked a gorilla but!

i wanted to watch this yaoi movie i heard of and it was a chinese anime movie and the bottom looked like me so i wanted to watch it (he had long red-brown hair he kept in a ponytail) and i was playing the intro on the tv at home to see if i would like it and then my family started watching it and i didn’t want them to see it cause i was pretty sure it had explicit sex scenes and i was embarrassed but i left after the intro and i guess they continued to watch it but i think i went to sleep and then i was in the movie and i had a 4th little sister and she like was going thru the forest or something and found this old modern estate (it was ugly because it was old modern- so like picture geometric sculpture structures made out of large rock gravel) and it was that we found the most elusive genius artist in the world and we were just chillin around the property then this old guy comes out who looks like on of my dads friends and my dad is laying on a bench resting and the old guy comes out surprised that ppl found him bc he’s been isolated for a while (except for the school he runs) and he said something to my dad and it was exactly my dads humor cause they were the same age and old white ppl u know? well they hit it off immediately and started talking and stuff and i got to roam the inside of the estate which was wayyyy more cool and modern inside- it was like wide expanse open space smooth white floors and walls- but also other areas made out of wood decks but still nice ugh idk how to explain ittt we were walking around on pointed toe. like having fun like ballerinas— bringing femininity to an old mans life which is like a gift (like being a girl near an old man is a gift- unfortunately :( its just like what i’ve observed in the world u know). his house was kinda like an exploratorium but also with lots of sculptures that made up the house- like there was one sculpture that was like wavey— sheets and huge made of black marble and u had to find ur way thru very particular cracks where the waves interacted. and there were gorillas and a school for gifted children (and the few teachers that led it probs his décuplés) i wanted to go to the aquarium part but then i think the dream shifted and i was back in my home and i smoked a bit and wanted to masturbate so i went to my living room for some reason and sat on a chair by the window and started jerking of my cock but it would phase between being a dildo and my actual dick connected to my body but i didn’t notice in the dream- rmemebered my fam was home and i was like what are u doing???? went back to my room- put the dildo away- went to the kitchen- got a pancake and some apple juice- went to the family room and saw the movie was over- my family said it was a beautiful movie (aparently it was just like a great movie as luck would have it) but i was worried about them watching it cause like my gay. but it was just a dream

#also the bottom who looked like me wanted to drop out of the best college that he and the top were at the entrance ceremony to #that was the opening #dream journal

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forthegothicheroine · 7 years

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Beyond Corpse Paint: Goth Perfume Houses, Part II

Since my last post on this topic, I’ve received a lot of feedback on my followers’ favorite perfume houses. Over the last several months I ordered samples from some of these companies, and have simply ogled the others with covetous intent. Behind the cut are my reviews of the samples I received from three offbeat perfume companies: Sarawen, Possets, and Deconstructing Eden.

The perfume companies I’ve had recommended but did not order from, along with the perfumes of theirs that look most interesting to me, are:

For Strange Women, which seems to specialize in solid perfumes in jewelry form. Most of their scents seem to be green and mossy in nature, but one of their floral scents, “Satin Corset”, looks quite lovely to me.

Lore Apothecary, which makes scents often inspired by mythical creatures. Or at least did in the past- most of the scents don’t seem to be on the website anymore. Maybe they’re reformulating them, or moving away from perfumes?

LVNEA is a company that describes its products as natural and ethereal using “pure plant essences”. “L’alchimie”, a blend of blood orange and amber, sounds right up my alley.

Alkemia is a favorite of many of my friends, with scents named poetically and illustrated by great works of art. Being a sucker for lilacs, if I were to order I would probably want to try “Lilacs Along the Winding Drive.”

Some companies not in this post but that I have enjoyed in the past, and which I would generally recommend to gothy types, would be CB I Hate Perfume (try “Burning Leaves”) and Sixteen92 (try “Black Sugar”). And of course, don’t forget about Tokyomilk and Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab from last time.

And now, on to the companies I’m actually reviewing!

Deconstructing Eden is an etsy company I’d been interested in since reading a review on Immaterial Girls. They have several categories of scents, but I chose Haunted (a ghostly scent from their Dark Love collection), as well as two scents from their line based on Kushiel’s Legacy (I chose the scents of my two favorite courtesan houses, Valerian and Eglantine.)

Haunted

What the site says: Sweet obsession and that love that you just can’t shake. This addition to the Love: Dark series is the memory of love. Ghostly roses, ethereal lilacs and wisteria. Pale, pale Asian lilies on a soft bed of delicate woods and ambergris.

How it smells: This is one of my new top fives. While (spoiler alert!) I wasn’t blown away by this company overall, this is exactly the ghostly lilac I’ve been looking for over the years (for some reason it drives The Byronic Hero wild as well). I’ll want a large bottle when my sample runs out.

Valerian House

What the site says: Deep and dark with patchouli and vetiver in the base notes. A kiss of leather whips, the lesson of the spice candies and blood red roses.

How it smells: Spiced candies and nothing else. I know Valerian House has a whole thing about how you’re only a True Submissive if you like spicy candies, which is a claim I find dubious to start with, but I was hoping for some of the leather and rose to poke through. This one was a pretty big disappointment.

Eglantine House

What the site says: This blend is honeyed roses, a touch of mahogany, plums, an elegant amber accord, Champaca flowers, and of course, Eglantine roses, on a lovely white musk.

How it smells: Like biting into beautiful, ripe plums at first, though it softens to a more general floral with time. This must have been a hard house to design for, as “performer courtesans” covers a lot of options, but what they convey is something fancy and sophisticated.

Bonus sample: Botany of Desire No. 3

What the site says: Dark chocolate, spiced with ginger, cinnamon, black pepper and orange peel.

How it smells: This limited edition is a pretty nice dark chocolate scent. I have others I prefer (including a few of my Sarawen samples), but I have nothing to say against it.

Possets was recommended to my by several people. If you care about the nature of their ingredients, they have their standard as well as “natural” lines, but I could only order a set of samples from one of them, so I chose the main one.

Silver Roses

What the site says: The fabulous "silver" base is now spun with some of the classiest rose accords and ottos I have ever encountered. The result is sheer magic. If you are a rose lover you must try Silver Roses. One of my first blends and a perennial favorite. Characteristics: Floral, vanilla, charming, scent locket, feminine, home scent, long lasting.

How it smells: A light rose scent. I was disappointed there wasn’t more vanilla in the mix.

Gingerbread Whorehouse

What the site says: Delighting adults since 2007, in the best and most childish way. Very foody, very sweet, very sexyThis is European Gingerbread given an American Cajun jolt with the spices: ginger, black pepper (!), clove, cinnamon, coriander, and a kiss of pink pepper. It's sweet but not cloying, cake-like but not too soft, it has a bite (but you would expect no less). This one was perfect right from the start and has remained so during the history of Possets. Sweet, foody, gourmand, spicy.

How it smells: Now this one is great! It’s sweet and spicy and everything I love about gingerbread. It’ll probably be a really comforting scent to wear in the winter.

Cygnus the Swan

What the site says: Cygnus (the Swan) is a very very very very sexy blend of the scent of real vanilla, rose, golden musk, sugar concentrate (do not eat this), an accord which smells a lot like fondant, and a pink musk which I have not used before. Very strong and very long lasting. Very. It is gorgeous, and I would say an instant classic.

How it smells: I’m a fan of sweet scents, but this one was too much for me. Maybe it was the musk.

Chocolate Incense

What the site says: No Valentine's Day would be complete without a foolish amount of chocolate! But this is the kind you can wear, a drug for your nose and an indulgence for your psyche. Sandalwood, amber, frankincense bring out the smokey tease in chocolate which you probably had no idea was there. Downright narcotic, it's so sensuous.

How it smells: As I’ve said before, I have lots of chocolate scents, but this is one of the best. Chocolate and incense is just a great combination, foody yet mysterious.

Cream

What the site says: Why settle for simple milk when you can have cream in all its glory? Thick and rich, light yellow and smooth. This adds a milky layer to any of the teas in our line. Again you can wear this one alone if you like and it is a blend of several different ingredients, all of them offering a beautiful facet of the thought of cream which you may not have considered. Luscious.

How it smells: A little...off. I’d hoped to use this with some of my tea-based scents, but it tended to make them smell worse rather than better.

Pre Raphealite Seductress

What the site says: Carnation , chocolate, incense, white musk. Sounds like a real recipe for seduction, combine that with long wavey locks, sumptuous gowns, arcane headgear, and a fragrance which is a damnation and then you know why they burned out! The flame was just too hot. Though there is carnation in this blend and a chocolate sort of vibe, I am calling it resinous because that is how it seems to me.

How it smells: Oh how this one broke my heart! On my skin this is all resin, no poetry or romance at all.

Bonus sample: Wallis Warfield Simpson

What the site says: The perfume is a paean to modern tastes and classic style. A rich carpet of three sandalwoods (a golden, a smoky, and a woody) gang up on a sparkle of pink grapefruit, all this is ringed around with a dry and delightful amber to set it off. A pinch of Sicilian myrtle to give it a bit of life (and remind us that they did indeed get married in the end...as myrtle is a marital ingredient).

How it smells: Questionable inspiration or not, this is a lovely scent. Pink grapefruit dipped in champagne, this is a perfume for a sophisticated party.

Sarawen is another small company with lots of scents inspired by various books, movies and tv shows. I picked a few from stories dear to my heart, as well as a few I wasn’t familiar with but which sounded appealing anyway.

The Maiden

What the site says: She sings true of her love for the Captain. Her scent starts with wildflowers and light mosses from the meadows, then deepened with woodsy vetiver and purple lilacs. Swirls of sweetened cream and delicate herb buds dance amongst the floral notes, completing her fragrance. This is a creamy floral scent inspired by Demelza Poldark, perfect for gallivanting across the meadows. Main notes: wildflowers, sweet cream, lilac, grassy moss, vetiver

How it smells: I’ve never read or watched Poldark, but this perfume could work for any kind-hearted ingenue. It’s fresh and sweet, the sort of thing a plucky Disney princess might wear, great for springtime.

The Empress

What the site says: A throne room, fragrant with the scent of blood-red roses strewn on the marble floors and the aroma of musk and spices. A dark, spicy blend of roses with hints of musk and amber. This scent is inspired by Livia Drusilla, the first Empress of Rome and wife of Augustus. She was said to have used poison to clear the way for her son to ascend the throne. Naughty woman! She would have made an excellent vampire. Main notes: roses, allspice, black pepper, musk, red wine

How it smells: I like all the ingredients in this on their own, but somehow it just didn’t come together for me. It was too cloying on my skin, but perhaps that’s just a matter of ingredients and body chemistry.

Silent Screen Vamp

What the site says: Inspired by the early ‘vamp’ type characters played by Theda Bara and Nita Naldi, this bold perfume captures their predatory allure. Mysterious chypre, gardenia flower, and musk form the base and combine with rich chocolate, dangerous absinthe, and honeyed pepper. Top notes of ylang ylang and rose accord add more glamour to this sexy floriental scent. Return to the 1920’s and turn some heads! Main notes: black pepper, musk, gardenia, chocolate, absinthe, honey

How it smells: Theda Bara obviously couldn’t have worn this perfume, but I sure feel like her when I wear it! Something about chocolate and alcohol makes me feel dangerous, enhanced by that note of pepper. Great stuff.

Mina

What the site says: The freshest blooming rose, cut down and corrupted with the taste of sinful depravity and wickedness. A seductive scent flushed with decayed roses, notes of myrrh, musk, dragon's blood, and dark temptations! Be on your guard when wearing this scent, lest you be spirited away by a handsome demon. Main notes: rose accord, musk, rosewood, incense, myrrh

How it smells: Why do I keep trying scents with dragons blood? I know I don’t like them, I know they smell like cherry cough syrup on me, but I keep thinking the next one will be different. Sadly, this one was not different.

Scandal in London

What the site says: She's seductive, secretive, and little dangerous! Feminine lilac and ylang ylang flowers blends with feisty dragonsblood with a light hint of eastern sandalwood. A touch of Holmes' favourite tobacco tops off this sultry floriental perfume.This perfume is inspired by the character of Irene Aldler from the world of Sherlock Holme. Main notes: lilac, blood orange, ylang ylang, tobacco, bay rum

How it smells: Another dragon’s blood perfume, but I found this one more tolerable than usual; the tobacco and rum kept it from being too sweet. Still, “more tolerable” isn’t exactly a recommendation.

Chocolate Rose

What the site says: Beauteous rich red roses mingled with the satisfying delights of French chocolates. Hints of white florals dance throughout, leaving a dry-down of both sweetness and botanic elegance. This fragrance is a rich gourmand blend with floral tones, perfect for either day or evening. Main notes: chocolate, rose accord, white florals

How it smells: I’ve been looking for a good chocolate rose scent for some time now and this one is perfect. If you’re not put off by something so frilly, please try this out.

#beyond corpse paint #perfume #kushiel's legacy

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