#additional spellings as well ig

[le-agent-egg]

dumbest fucking tierlist i’ve ever made

this is only for main 3 games + warriors of hope

#danganronpa #i’ll just tag the people in the top two tiers #kirumi tojo #masaru daimon #monaca towa #mikan tsumiki #maki harukawa #sakura oogami #kyoko kirigiri #byakuya togami #kiibo #gonta gokuhara #komaru naegi #toko fukawa #additional spellings as well ig #sakura ogami #k1 b0 #if you’re wondering for specifics: #monaca shares a birthday with the white album #masaru shares a birthday with van weezer #and kirumi shares a birthday with both the blue album and make believe #guys i am so sorry #zambling (zach rambling)

[retrodreamgirl]

free love | steve harrington x fem!reader

social etiquette...

summary: you aren't sure when things got so horrible, but you can always count on steve's love being free of charge [1.3k]

warnings: fem!reader, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, slight panic, pet names, established relationship

i wrote this for the social etiquette couple but ig you don't have to read it to understand (pls read it 🤍)

⤜♡→

“Oh, Stevie, you scared me.” You don’t sound scared and Steve made absolutely sure to sufficiently jostle the keyring on his backpack before he tapped your shoulder. You lay in your usual spot by the lake, probably thinking about something indiscernible to anyone but you. You shuffle so your head is resting in his lap when he lowers beside you, humming in kind when he leans over you for a quick kiss. 

“Sorry, I’ll be louder next time.” His knuckle coasts the edge of your jaw, skin cool and kissed by the wind. “Where’s your head?” 

“Screwed on extra tight today I think. I was just wondering, shouldn’t someone have rebuked Dr. Mabuse at the end of that movie?” Another reference that goes right over Steve’s head. He was there when you watched the film, but the fact that he doesn't speak a lick of German was entirely lost on him until the end of the movie when he resurfaced from his affections on your neck and down and down and down… “I mean, won’t he just do the same thing to the next person who walks through the door?” 

“That’s the guy with the cabinet, right?” 

“No, I’m talking about The Testament of Dr. Mabuse you’re thinking of The Cabinet of Dr Caligari.” 

“Baby, you should just write movies.” You scoff, something Steve doesn’t catch often unless you’re feeling especially put out. 

He’s constantly trying to impress you, flatter you with his endless arsenal of sweet nothings. You’re not so easily moved, often already onto your next thought or conjuring a swift response to avoid the reality of his words altogether. 

“I’m always writing movies. I don’t think anyone would like them.” 

“I would.” He’d gladly worship you at any altar, the sole collector of all your significance, a shrine to be created from his deepest affections. He’s still sheepish about admitting it, not always entirely sure you feel the same.

“You’re a puddle today. I’m getting all soggy.” You mean to tell him he’s pretty, but you don’t think he’d believe you and it’s better to lift your finger to the apple of his cheek so it sinks into the skin. 

“Well, I could take you inside and warm you up, but it’ll cost you.” It feels like a victory when you don’t think about it for more than a second. You stand, stretching your limbs in every direction until they pop. You hold out your hand, seriously curious that Steve is still sitting there staring up at you. 

“Sometimes I think you’ve forgotten your words just after you’ve said them.” You don’t blame him, your mind is too cluttered with every thought you’ve ever had. You constantly find it embarrassing to sift through the ones you’ve already shared so you just don’t say anything at all. 

“I haven’t told you the cost yet.” He falls onto his back, waiting for your inquisitiveness to get the better of you. 

“Oh. Well you know I was just thinking earlier today, why should there be a cost for anything? It’s awfully gross to be spending so much time worrying about the cost of things, it’ll make someone never wanna do anything at all.” 

“Baby, I just want a couple of kisses.” Steve says it in a way that doesn’t dismiss you. It’s never his intention to make you feel ignored or like he doesn’t value everything you say. If he were disciplined enough he’d carry a journal with every word you’ve ever uttered in his presence complete with his own personal touch of spelling mistakes and abbreviations for words he thinks he understands but still doesn’t quite catch and could never repeat. “But you’re right, we should just steal everything.” 

“Stevie-” You toe at his hip, not at all impressed with his addition to your small spiel. 

“How’s this, you can have my love for free. Yours forever.” He’s giving you a toothache, the heat of just a few words itching at your neck. He grabs at your ankle still pushing against his side, not too prudish to cuff your jeans enough to kiss your bare ankle. To Steve, nothing he gives you costs a thing and he’d do anything to get you to see it. 

You never know what to do with him, wondering how much of all this you actually deserve, so used to having things taken away the moment you learn to enjoy them. Steve doesn’t seem like one of those things, the taken away kind. 

It’s been months since you kissed in that theater and he’s made it his mission to show you just how much he wanted to stick around. It never made sense to you, but you’re too afraid to question it. Until now.

“Steve, you shouldn’t say things like that.” 

It breaks Steve’s heart when he hears how incredibly sad you are about it. He takes a second to decide how best to approach it because he’s not sure what you mean. Whether you don’t want his love or you think he doesn’t wanna give it to you. 

It feels silly to him that the latter could ever be true, suddenly scolded when all he wanted was cuddles and maybe a few kisses to warm you both up. You’ve done it now, hugging your torso and staring out at the lake so tortured with everything. Nothing either of you say could possibly be mild enough to ignore it.

“What’s going on?” Sue him, but Steve wants nothing more than to tackle you in the grass, smush kisses to every inch of your face until it’s all better, but he doesn’t think it would work. You’re too stuck in your own head and he loves it until he realizes he can’t crawl inside and get stuck there with you. 

“I’m just…well I don’t know. I think I must be being ridiculous, but I never know how to stop it and now I’ve taken it too far because you noticed!” You don’t know when it started to feel so dreadful that you started crying, but Steve is already there with his thumbs stealing the tears before they escape too far down your cheeks. 

“Baby, you’re not ridiculous! I’m your boyfriend, I’m supposed to notice everything. Especially when my best girl isn’t feeling too good.” He hushes you, lips soft where they rest prolonged on your forehead. He takes a moment to allow both of you the patience of steadying your breathing. 

“But I don’t even know what’s wrong.” You hiccup, sounding disappointed in yourself and it breaks Steve entirely. “I don’t think I’ve ever known what’s wrong and now I’m realizing how awful it is.” 

“It’s okay.”

“It’s not-”

“It is.” Steve is adamant, leaning back enough to see your eyes focused on the zipper of his hoodie, finger lifting enough to slip through the circled hole on the tiny metal contraption. “You don’t always have to know, but that doesn’t make the way you feel any less important.”

“You probably think I’m horrible.” 

“I’d never think that. You know if I could climb into your cute little ears and get rid of all those annoying things that make you feel like this I would.” Another kiss, this time a peck to the button of your nose. He can tell you’re coming down a little, but he’s not sure if the slight tremor in your shoulders is from the cold. He pulls you a little closer.

“You know, they aren’t so bad once you get to know them. Sometimes they’re a little nice to me.” He has the foresight to laugh, your humor something that constantly catches him off guard when you let him in on it so easily.

“Well until they’re always nice to you, don’t make you cry, I don’t wanna meet ‘em.” 

“Okay…Stevie?” 

“Yeah, beautiful?” 

“I think I’d love it if you could take me inside now. I don’t mind paying.” 

Steve is feeling lucky today, the second joke consoling the side of him that isn’t sure how to feel about how he handled things. He takes it as a small win when your hand softly settles on the curve of his jaw, angling it down enough so you can reach his lips for a sweet kiss.

“Anything you want, baby.” 

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington #steve harrington scenario #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington angst #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #stranger things imagine #stranger things fanfic #stranger things x reader #stranger things fic #stranger things

[xknivesandpensx]

Like Pieces of a Puzzle

Chapter 16

Summary: What if Harry wasn't the only extra student called upon to participate in the Triwizard Tournament? Far from the most popular candidate, Draco not only has to take on the trials but also deal with his unexpected feelings for Hermione. Will he be able to face the challenges as well as follow his heart? Chapter length will vary. I'll be referencing both the books and movie versions. Some things from what I've previously written will be mentioned, all of which you can find here.  And for those who asked to be tagged: @dayane245love

Two weeks had gone by and not much changed for Draco. Most of the Slytherins either kept their distance or overly asked questions regarding the tournament. He thought by now they’d given up pestering him. The first task was nearing and he hardly knew where to begin. No clues were spared, which only increased his in ability to concentrate.

He managed to maintain his focus during class, for the most part, but otherwise the stress started to get the better of him. Draco noticed the same with Harry, yet he had additional things to concern himself with.

For instance, Rita’s article. She went on about Harry and his tragic backstory. Hardly mentioned Fleur or Viktor (spelling both their names wrong), left out Cedric completely and bypassed Draco almost entirely. The part she mentioned described little. Rita even managed to mix up his wording. Luckily, she left out anything in regards to Death Eaters. He complained to his father soon after, having sent his owl home that evening. Surely, he took charge of the situation through the Ministry.

Worse though, Rita mentioned Harry being together and very much in love with Hermione. The mere sight of the words irked him, immediately sending a spark of anger throughout his body. Pansy openly teased her for Rita’s use of the word pretty to describe the teenager. Draco saw the description as the truth. He obviously kept silent on the subject.

Their first Hogsmeade trip did little to cheer him up. The weather changed to cooler winds and cloudy days. He wore a light jacket to keep himself warm, maintaining a scowl the entire length of the walk.

“How many times do I have to tell you, I don’t know,” Draco remarked for what felt like the hundredth time to Crabbe and Goyle. “Don’t you think if I knew who put my name in, I would’ve said something?” But the boys merely shrugged and he went off ahead.

Even those two started bugging him. Pansy, on the other hand, insisted to be by his side everywhere he went. Of course, he realized by now she had a crush on him and in hindsight matching them together made sense. Any pure-blood witch (within reason) would satisfy his family. Astoria also kept staring at him too, that kind of wide-eyed, nervous stare twelves-year-olds gave when they fancied someone. Daphne seemed indifferent about the whole thing, as did he.

Despite himself, he let Crabbe and Goyle catch up before going into any shops. Draco could admit he liked the afternoon away from Hogwarts. Being their second year going, he knew where everything was and made it a point to avoid going anyplace overly crowded.

But then he noticed Rita Skeeter walking around and he darted in the nearest building to avoid her annoying inquiries. The Three Broomsticks maintained a rustic sort of look. The adults who lived in town sat next to teachers, surely trying to get details concerning the competition. They’d fail the same as everyone else.

Otherwise, he spotted a few familiar faces seated in various tables. Cho, who he only recognized due to her popularity. Everyone knew of her. She sat alongside a few friends. Then he noticed Fred and George Weasley, in the far back corner, up to their usual antics, no doubt.

Just as he thought about getting a Butterbeer, Hermione came into view. Hagrid and Moody moved away from her table, passing him to head through the door. Surprisingly, she sat alone. A drink to her right as she jotted notes down.

Draco knew ignoring her was paramount, yet a part of him resisted the notion. As Crabbe and Goyle trailed right behind him, he felt it necessary to make some kind of rude remark merely to maintain his usual self. No matter how dimwitted the pair were, they’d notice if he simply bypassed her. Maybe. He thought them too distracted to pick up on such little details.

Still, he sauntered over and swiped the parchment from the table. Reading its contents, a frown came to his face. “You’re really going a bit overboard with this S.P.E.W. rubbish, you know? Perhaps if you actually took the time to ask them what they wanted, you attempting to save them from servitude wouldn’t be the answer.”

Hermione immediately stood, maintaining her distance. “Like I can really believe anything you say when it comes to house-elves, given the way you’ve treated Dobby,” she defended, despite only knowing details from Harry. Who currently sat on the chair next to her, stubbornly refusing to come along if not under his Invisibility Cloak. To avoid Ron, though mostly to keep himself from getting rushed at by other students.

“He’s a servant, they all are. And they happen to prefer it that way.” Draco shifted the paper above her reach, holding it between his fingers. In any case, Dobby no longer worked for his family. Lucius treated him horribly while Narcissa upheld a more placid attitude towards him. He simply knocked the elf around, tending to call out orders mostly.

Hermione resisted the urge to jump up to try and snatch it back. She’d look foolish making the attempt, knowing he’d pull it away quickly. “Says you. I happen to know a little more regarding the unjust they suffer from daily. Once they realize the opportunities they could have, no house-elf would ever think about being enslaved again. Just give it back already.”

Draco pretended to take a second to consider it. “I don’t think I will. Unless, you manage to persuade me. Though I’m not sure why you’d want it. It’s pathetic, really. Why not offer to do my homework or something of the sort. Everyone knows you help Weasley and Potter. Not like I’d accept, but seeing you attempt to barter may convince me to return your silly scribbles.”

She tried to take her own advice and ignore his teasing remarks. Hermione spent endless days trying to teach Harry a Summoning Charm, in hopes it might help him out, discussing various ways to keep students from staying up too late in the common room, given the conversation Sirius asked for. Which happened to be tonight, the very same that Hagrid asked about meeting him at midnight, leaving no more than an hour between the two appointments.

Viktor also started appearing in the library whenever she and Harry were searching through books. His fan club of over enthusiastic girls annoyed her more than his actual presence. Hermione doubted he was interested in reading. Viktor never checked anything out from what she knew of. He kind of hovered close by. She thought maybe his intent was to keep an eye on the competition, yet the first task hadn’t even begun.

“As if I’d stoop so low.” Moments such as these made Hermione question why she held onto her feelings for him so tightly, almost afraid to be without them. “Honestly, you’re acting childish. Just because you see no importance in house-elves, doesn’t mean they don’t matter.”

Harry began by simply watching the exchange, hoping it’d diminished quickly. However, sitting idly by why Malfoy harassed one of his friends didn’t settle well. He slowly slipped away from the chair he occupied (only those really paying attention would notice it slid from the table) and went to a secluded corner. Harry thought of trying to get rid of him while under his cloak, yet there were too many eyes on them. Reluctantly, he pulled the material off and stuck it in his pocket before emerging.

“I know you’re not above stealing, Malfoy, but Hermione has a point,” Harry replied after grabbing the parchment. Draco lowered his arm just before he came over, allowing his grip to lesson in time for Harry to step in. With a slight apologetic look, he handed her back the crinkled page.

“Come to defend your girlfriend, have you?” Draco spat, fighting to keep the sudden spike of jealousy from coloring his face. “It doesn’t surprise me or anyone really that you couldn’t do any better than Granger.” He wanted nothing more than to take Rita’s article as a lie, and perhaps it was, nevertheless neither one came outright and denied the story.

He saw Harry move forward and Hermione’s expression change as a flash of light hit. Squinting for a moment, Draco saw Rita standing there, smiling as if quite pleased. His stomach sank, already predicting her next headline.  

“A thrilling love triangle. The readers simply eat up those types of stories,” the blonde mentioned, her quill quick at work. “Harry Potter versus Draco Malfoy for the heart of one lucky girl. Of course, she only has eyes for one no matter how drawn to the other she is. Who prevails in the end, who can say, but I know where I stand.” Rita directed her gaze towards Harry for the last part, hoping to get a reaction from him.

“You can’t say any of that. None of it’s true,” Draco remarked, noticing the few glances he received from his slight raise of voice. Lucius warned him not to embarrass the family and this definitely fell under the category. “You’ll get sacked for false information. Not to mention stalking the competitors. I saw you sneaking around earlier. I’ll make sure of it myself if I must.”

“Note Draco is highly sensitive in relation to the subject of Hermione. So in love it blinds him,” Rita mentioned to her quill prior to addressing them. “My information is always true and well researched, as long as you know where to look. I think I’ll see myself out. I have an article to finish.”

At the word love, he felt his cheeks burn. Embarrassed while also angry, he glared at the pair. “This is all your fault, Potter. If you’d just mind your own business as I’ve said in the past, we could’ve avoided that mockery she’s going to print.”

“I can’t see how I caused this one.” Harry knew Cho witnessed the whole thing. He practically sensed her eyes on him now. “You came over and started bothering Hermione. Sorry I’ve got a problem with people going after my friends. I don’t usually sit back and do nothing.”

Hermione lowered her head, unsure how to calm her racing heart. Being put in the Daily Prophet for every witch and wizard to read, pinned down as Harry’s girlfriend no less, magnified her to be subjected to ridicule. Yes, she loved Harry, yet not in that sense. What will the world see her as once claimed as stringing two boys along? Especially, in regards to Draco. The three of them were likely in store for more taunting than they anticipated.

“I think we ought to go.” Hermione lightly tugged on Harry’s arm, hoping to detach them from the situation. But she paused mid-action, catching Ron’s gaze. His expression was unreadable and she wondered exactly how much he saw.

“Yeah, fine. I think I’m ready to go back to the castle.” Harry, not really thinking too much on it, took hold of her hand to lead them out of the building, in means of not losing her in the slowly growing crowd. He avoided passing by Cho directly, unsure if looking at her (and allowing himself to be utterly captivated) would aid in their escape.

Draco let out a huffed sort of breath. He saw Harry interweave his fingers with Hermione’s, proving in more ways than not, of them very much being together. He never should’ve gone over in the first place. A mixture of resentment and discomfort clung to his chest. Draco ran his hand through his blonde hair, hoping to relieve his frustration. Then he saw something Hermione left on the table. He reached for it, picking up a small box of candy, the very one he remembered telling her they still sold if she knew where to ask for it.

“There you are, Draco,” Pansy exclaimed, pushing past Crabbe and Goyle. “I’ve been looking for you everywhere. I wanted to ask you to come to Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop. I heard it’s a nice spot for people to talk and we never really get to.”

Draco stuffed the candy in his pocket, inwardly sighing. “You mean, where couples go to gawk at each other over cups of tea? Why would I want to go to ruddy place like that?” He started walking away, returning Ron’s glower in the process as he passed him. Despite his rudeness, Pansy followed him out, to which he could only roll his eyes at and deal with her company for the rest of the trip.

#dramione #hermione granger #draco malfoy #harry potter #the goblet of fire #i have to say this chapter took a really long time #mostly because i was still sick for a good portion of january #nice comments are always appreciated #sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes

[sapphyreopal5]

So there are some bloggers on here who have talked about Danneel and her dabbling into things like tarot, witchcraft, potentially black magic, things like that. It seems that Genevieve, Jared's wife is also doing the same thing. This reflects both in direct statements she's made in some recent posts and also implied in her taste of books and other things she's posted and discussed in her IG stories. Just thought this would be a fun fact part two to the post I made regarding Danneel and her having the Rider Waite tarot hanging on her wall in their now former home that was featured on AD. Disclosure: To be clear, I'm not against witchcraft, tarot or any of these things, as I myself have dabbled into spell work and such in the past and obviously do a lot of work with deities, divination, tarot, etc. I do hope however Gen does not or has not dabbled into the black magic side of things.

This IG post is dated Jan 7, 2022. The books I circled here is The All Souls Trilogy by Deborah Harkness. The books included in this trilogy are titled A Discovery of Witches, Shadow of Night, and The Book of Life. This trilogy was also seen in another post from March 8, 2023 and again in a couple other posts prior to that. Despite the fact that the author Deborah Harkness happens to be a historian who has published scholarly articles relating to women and medical practicing in early London, and discusses European history and science at the University of Southern California, I'm slightly surprised Deborah did not make an honorable mention on this post about Women's History month. Funnily enough, according to one reviewer for A Discovery of Witches, there was plenty of discussion about spells and enchantments. One book reviewer said on the goodreads.com site for A Discovery of Witches: "With so much discussion of spells and enchantment, I wouldn't be surprised if the book put a spell on me". This same reviewer also goes on to say "I think the author, in order to differentiate her witch/vampire/supernatural book from all the other supernatural books on the shelves, threw in everything, including the kitchen sink, into her novel."

The author's description for this same book trilogy on Amazon reads as: "Deborah Harkness is a #1 New York Times bestselling author who draws on her expertise as an historian of science, medicine, and the history of the book to create rich narratives steeped in magical realism, historical curiosity, and deeply human questions about what it is that makes us who we are. The first book in Harkness’s beloved All Souls series, A Discovery of Witches, was an instant New York Times bestseller and the series has since expanded with the addition of subsequent NYT bestsellers, Shadow of Night (2012), The Book of Life (2014), and Time’s Convert (2018), as well as the companion reader, The World of All Souls. The All Souls series has been translated in thirty-eight languages. The popular television adaptation of A Discovery of Witches, starring Teresa Palmer and Matthew Goode, was released in 2019 by Sky/Sundance Now, and also broadcast on AMC.

Having spent more than a quarter of a century as a student and scholar of history, Harkness holds degrees from Mount Holyoke College, Northwestern University, and the University of California at Davis. She is currently a professor at the University of Southern California in Los Angeles, where she teaches European history and the history of science. Harkness has published scholarly articles on topics such as the influence of theatrical conventions on the occult sciences, scientific households, female medical practice in early modern London, medical curiosity, and the influence of accounting practices on scientific record keeping. She has received Fulbright, Guggenheim, and National Humanities Center fellowships, and her most recent scholarly work is The Jewel House: Elizabethan London and the" (yes it does stop right there with an incomplete thought ha ha).

This story is under her Book Club saved stories. I don't know the exact date but it seems it was made the week of June 10, 2022. The Google preview for this book's description from simonteen.com is as follows: "The Last Magician meets The Lady's Guide to Petticoats and Piracy in this thrilling and atmospheric historical fantasy following a young woman who discovers she has magical powers and is thrust into a battle between witches and wizards."

The author's About page on Amazon.com states: "Sasha Peyton Smith grew up in the mountains of Utah surrounded by siblings, books, and one very old cat. She attended the University of Utah and the George Washington University where she studied biology and public health. She is not a witch, though she does own a lot of crystals and always knows what phase the moon is in. She lives in Washington D.C. with her partner and collection of porcelain hands. The Witch Haven, an instant New York Times best seller, is her debut novel. The Witch Hunt, the sequel to The Witch Haven, publishes October 11th, 2022". Hmm, similar to Gen perhaps?

This story was on her Instagram profile on Oct 1, 2023. I didn't click on the story at the time as I was at work but it is interesting and ties into at least keeping track of moon phases like the author Sasha does as aforementioned above. I can't seem to find the screenshot of this but I believe around this same time period Gen posted a photo of a crystal by the bathtub and implied using crystals in the bathtub. Hmm...

This post was made on Oct 5, 2023 on Twitter and on Instagram Oct 3, 2023. The Twitter post has an interesting description written by Gen saying "They say @breanne_randall’s debut novel “The Unfortunate Side Effects of Heartbreak & Magic” is like #GirlmoreGirls meets “Practical Magic.” As someone who loves magic (🙋🏻‍♀️) & someone who might know a thing or two about Gilmore Girls (🙋🏼‍♂️ @jarpad)… 1/3"

The book is titled "The Unfortunate Side Effects of Heartbreak and Magic" by Breanne Randall. The Amazon.com description of her states: "Breanne Randall is a freelance writer by trade and an author by vocation. She graduated with honors with degrees in English Literature, Psychology, and Religious Studies, and her articles have been published in national magazines such as Parents, Fit Pregnancy, Good Housekeeping, Family Circle et al. as well as regular contributions to sites such as Disney Family, SheKnows, Bustle, et al. A seasoned traveler, she imbues her stories with the magic and culture collected from the over forty countries she’s visited.

Breanne lives in the sleepy foothills of Northern California with her husband, two daughters, and a slew of farm animals. When she’s not writing, you can find her wandering the property searching for fairy portals or serving elaborate stuffed animal tea parties."

The book's description on Goodreads.com reads as: "Sadie Revelare has always believed that the curse of four heartbreaks that accompanies her magic would be worth the price. But when her grandmother is diagnosed with cancer with only weeks to live, and her first heartbreak, Jake McNealy, returns to town after a decade, her carefully structured life begins to unravel.

With the news of their grandmother's impending death, Sadie's estranged twin brother Seth returns to town, bringing with him deeply buried family secrets that threaten to tear Sadie's world apart. Their grandmother has been the backbone of the family for generations, and with her death, Sadie isn't sure she'll have the strength to keep the family, and her magic, together.

As feelings for Jake begin to rekindle, and her grandmother growing sicker by the day, Sadie faces the last of her heartbreaks, and she has to decide: is love more important than magic?"

Interestingly enough, Gen made her Instagram post about this book the day before Danneel and Hilarie had their book talk about Hilarie's book Grimoire Girl on the 4th in Barnes and Noble Tribeca in NYC, and the Twitter post the day after.

Saved the best for last... Gen in this story on Oct 23, 2023 (which was actually my 33rd birthday and I picked a white shirt with black stripes I barely wear as a nudge oddly enough ha ha) talks about parasite cleansing under the full moon and also mentions doing "witchy things" in this post.

#genevieve padalecki #spn family #supernatural #witchcraft #Instagram #fun facts #divination #tarot #anti danneel

[ts-witchy-archive]

hey! I hope you're doing well!

So for context, two years ago was the first time when I felt the urge to dabble in witchcraft and try to listen to my intuition, I started with small spell works, astrology and tarot. But due to some other reasons, i guess i placed too much importance on achieving stuff through spirituality rather than putting in my part, but i feel like i lost my faith. And even before wanting to practice witchcraft i was an agnostic, so my faith was lost very easily ig.

Now my question is, i wanted to get back into witchcraft because i can't deny that it feels like a part of me, i want to be able to have faith again, but i don't know where to start? And then there's other people who have made me feel like I'm less relevant or stupid for having such beliefs....

You don't need to answer anything but i would love it if you could....

Hope you have a nice week!!

Hi friend! Thanks for the ask, I really appreciate it.

I want to start off by saying this is incredibly relatable. Even though it's not necessarily talked about a lot, I think most people in the witchcraft community can say that they've lost faith in their beliefs and/or witchcraft at one point. You're definitely not alone in the feeling.

Now obviously, I don't know your preferred witchcraft practice and I don't fully know your belief system so please take this advice with a grain of salt. What I think you should start with is just asking for a sign. Ask for some angel numbers or another symbol or animal that feels relevant to you. It's easier to feel gain trust, faith and comfort when you have some concrete experience to build off.

Once you feel comfortable, I think it would be good for you to unpack why you lost faith and why you stopped practicing witchcraft. Dedicate some time to just write down all of your thoughts. they don't have to be coherent. You just need to get them out. And make sure you don't feel guilty about losing faith or pausing your witchcraft practice. As an additional question, why does what other people think of your beliefs effect you?

Next, personally, I would write down all things you used to do in your witchcraft practice that made you feel happy and content. What were your favourite parts of your practice? Start there. Do maybe 1 or 2 small things every few days or every week or so. The goal of this is just get you into the grove of practicing again, to help you feel connected to your craft. It's to help remind you why you practice witchcraft and to show that even the small practices can be fulfilling. This way you don't feel like you need to go straight back to putting a lot of weight on achieving these crazy workings.

Also, I just wanted to quickly touch on something you said specifically, "even before wanting to practice witchcraft i was an agnostic, so my faith was lost very easily ig". Being agnostic does not make your faith any weaker than anyone else's. I'm not sure if that was the intention behind that sentence but I wanted to mention it. You're not more likely to loose faith if you're agnostic. It's the same likelihood as everyone else.

Hopefully this is a nice jumping off point for you! I hope this helped! Have a lovely day :)

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First of all, I wanted to thank you for the great support you have given to the ask and to my tumblr in general. I never expected anything, I just did this for fun and to save these drawings somewhere JADJSKSK I'm so happy and excited to see that there are people who are interested in Pinkie and RD and genuinely want to know more! Thank you, it really is you who wrote this for now :')

Ok, now to the important thing; Why haven't there been more responses? The main reason why I haven't uploaded anything is because this year I managed to get into college and I'm in my first year of digital animation! I am very proud of myself and what I have achieved, and for that reason I am very focused on my studies. As I said before, I did this Ask for fun, not as something to go on forever, so I didn't have the time to continue.

Likewise, at the end of 2021 and the beginning of this year, I was in a very strong depression, to the point that I could barely get out of bed. Because of this, I didn't have the heart to continue with this Ask at the time.

And well, also one thing that delays responses in general is the fact that I am not an English speaker, my mother tongue is Spanish. That also hampers my writing and the thought process I have to translate each question/answer (I also apologize if I have any spelling or wording mistakes right now, as well as any answers, sorry!!!)

But well, I imagine that now you are wondering: And what will happen to the Ask? Will follow? And the answer is yes! Lately I have had more and more ideas to continue it, in addition to already having a somewhat constructed narrative line.

I really want to continue and bring to life everything that I have thought of for a long time. The truth is that I was excited about the idea of ​​continuing with this little project, and I hope that you will also support me in my return jshdks

Again I remind you that I am in college and I have a life outside of the internet, so if I am slow to respond or bring a new drawing, I ask for patience and understanding! Thanks again for your support and I promise you'll see an update to the ask very soon!

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#mlp #septiembre2022 #mlp ask blog #admin announcement

[achoshistor]

[totk] thyplo in greater context

ok basically what the title says. thyplo (did i even spell that right) and the ruins of faron in relation to everything else.

[exploring thyplo ruins side adventure spoiler and some main quest]

ok sorry for no pics this time but they're hopefully not needed. once u finish the quest the dude tells u that these monoliths were left by hylians to honor the sages which ok whatever if we didn't know anything else about the zonai. We now know that the hylians knew about the sages and were able to construct thingies that would react to their abilities. Ig these monoliths were placed there in post zonai times or at least after mineru was gone... but even then that raises the question of why the zonai ruins of the surface look so different to those elsewhere. In the last game there was a shroud over the area but idk maybe that was because link didnt need to know about all this during the calamity era so that is probably why the sheikha monks did this which isn't the first time that the monks did so because of thundra plateau and the shrines in the labyrinths. I've heard theories that the zonai were the ancestors of the sheikha and tbh that's really becoming feasible now, like rauru had white hair and so did the sheika monks. I wonder if the ruins on the surface were in fact made by the sheikha in order to like guide link when he needed (like the long necked dragons) in addition to the things left in the sky by mineru. I mean there's even zonai ruins right under kakariko village, somewhere u really wouldn't expect them to be. the surface ruins also have owl, dragon, and boar statues (seen in this reddit post) though the boar statues are not mentioned at all in totk from what I've seen. I guess the owl means wisdom/mineru and the dragon is rauru, and the boar is idk ganondorf wouldnt make sense but thats not important rn (not in this post). The only 2 dragon heads I saw in the depths were in the central mine and tbh those could have been added later since we know the sheika had access to the depths bc biridia tower is in one of those pits. Also, the statues in the depths have a much different style in comparison to those of the dragons, they're almost like made of rock solid poes which may represent the spirals on the big statues on the surface. And then we know that the upstairs temple of time was built on the surface and none of that looks remotely like the current ruins we see. The one thing though is the labyrinths those are all in the surface ruins style which really doesn't make any sense but its not super far fetched the sheika built them seeing that they had floating tech as well (vah medoh) and the labryniths of the depths are all built around lightroots. i think thats all i got for now and sorry for any uncaught spelling errors... i think i will make a second post on this soon brb

#botw totk theory #totk theory #tears of the kingdom #breath of the wild

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

Dark Forest Resident: Shiverberry

Aliases / Nicknames: The Perfect Deputy, Jealous She-cat

Gender: she-cat

Sexuality: bisexual

Family: Redbank (mother), unnamed father

Other Relations: unnamed mentor, unnamed apprentice

Clan: Shadowclan

Rank: warrior

Characteristics: kills those who like her competition for deputy, pressured by her parents, lost her mind a bit

Murder Motive: wants to be deputy

Number of Victims: 6

Number of Murders: 6

Murder Method: smashing on rocks, poisoning, tearing

Known Victims: Darkleaf, Eggperch, Parsleystem, Ulextree, Thrushflight, Yarrowbur

Victim Profile: those who liked Tulipwren and voiced their opinions that she should be deputy

Cause of Death: killed by Tulipwren

Cautionary Tale: ??

Story:

Well, Shiverberry was a popular Clanmate Hot bod,’ hot mate, best hunter, plus she was swift That mollie had everything 'til hiccup and hitch Tulipwren lost a leg in a wreck (amputated)

The nomination for Clan deputy came  Our Shiver’s prime years, and deputy was her claim  'Til gossip stirred Sandstar would name Tulipwren deputy for Shadowclan (pity choice)

"Shiver," her father said, "Life is a rank" "I know you won't disappoint me and Redbank"

You taste the silver Shiver, you taste the role You thirst for blood from the roses in paw You spoil for Stars and orders, words to dance As they name you deputy of Shadowclan

Name Shiver, choose Shiver, announce it Shiverberry Name Shiver, choose Shiver, announce it Shiverberry 

So obsessed, our Shiver near lost her mind To life un-rank related, Shiver was blind She shoved her squad, her clique, her mate behind Still Tulip had a hold on the lead (poor, poor, Tulip)

Soon Shiver's sanity was hung by a thread Her B.F.F.'s proclaimed her socially dead 'Til then, at last, her mate padded over and said "I'm sharing Tulip’s nest" (love, love, Tulip)

"Shiver, " her father said, "Why be so calm? There's just no future for a plain warrior in time"

You taste the silver Shiver, you taste the role

You thirst for blood from the roses in paw Whoa, you spoil for Stars and orders, words to dance As they name you deputy of Shadowclan

Some cats are rational but Shiver was not She stared in puddles thinking one single thought (Tulip) There's seven reasons this rank's not good as got And so the night of the choice, mercy, thus went her plot

"D" is for  Darkleaf drinking poisoned chipmunk "E" is for Eggperch dashed on a rock, crunch! "P" is for Parsleystem before Shiver bludgeoned her brains And "U" is for Ulextree’s marinated remains But, but! "T" is for Thrushflight, quiet, drowned in the lake And "Y" is for Yarrowbur's pieces spread round the field

But second "E's" are for the easy way in five minutes tops A one-leg'd mollie can bring an "N" for End by jumping from rocks

You got your silver Shiver, you got your role You got their blood on the roses in paw Whoa, you donned the Stars and order doing a dance As you named you deputy of Shadowclan 

They wrapped your wrists in silver, they took your role They washed the blood from each toe on paw Into a strictly watched, small prison den Screaming, "I'm the deputy of Shadowclan!”

At least in your head, you’re deputy of Shadowclan Oh, pity the dead, you're deputy of Shadowclan

Additional Information:

--very obviously a song lmao

it is the lyrics to The Ballard of Sara Berry, just Warrior-fied, and therefore not as catchy. “Second E” what is that spelling? also the rhyming is terrible but idc it’s fun

--I want to leave it mostly to interpretation, but I will say what I believe happened (or what actually happened ig so not exactly up to interpretation)

>Shiverberry’s parents always stated how important being deputy / leader is and that if you’re just another warrior, you’re basically not worth anything

>Shiverberry really wants to be deputy (previous one likely was sick, which is why it wasn’t an overnight picking new deputy decision)

>Rumours spread that Tulipwren would be chosen. 

>Shiverberry was pushed even more by her parents

>Shiver killed those who spoke well of Tulip. She didn’t kill just Tulip because she believes she’s already better than Tulip, and if these cats can’t see that, they won’t see that when Tulip is gone, and will voice their high thoughts of someone else unworthy

>She becomes 

>Tulip finds out (somehow)

>Tulip jumps from some rocks and attacks her

>Shiver is kept prisoner, and she’s angry because excuse you she’s the deputy (or did she lose her mind at this point? You’re say)

>Executed by Tulipwren, the new deputy

#shiverberry #tulipwren #shadowclan oc #almost a parody oc but I can see the character being taken seriously #like it's not a joke oc #but it is an oc story you can look at and think ha #warriors #wc #dark forest oc #warriors oc #warrior cats oc #warriorcatsoc #place of no stars oc

[macaronnya]

Fresh(?) Impressions (13)

Other parts: |Trickstar| |UNDEAD| |2wink| |Ra*bits| |Akatsuki| |fine| |Ryuseitai| |Knights| |Valkyrie| |Switch| |MaM/Double Face/Crazy:B| |Eden| |Alkaloid|

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Hello Enstarries~☆ Finally, the last part is here! Since Alkaloid is special in the sense that it's the main focus for the first 3 chapters in this game, I decided to also read the first chapter in addition to their Episode 1. And god did it take a long time to finish it. It makes sense for the main story to have each episode last long but the pacing is also quite slow. At least, to what I'm used to.

DISCLAIMER!: Everything said here is for entertainment purposes only and not meant to attack anyone. This is not an accurate description of any characters but my subjective rambling for fun, so please don't take it too seriously. (Just to be safe, I'm kinda scared of elite idol fans) Also, you will hear me mention other games a bunch of times bc I'm that bad and uncreative at explaining and I'm still grieving A3!EN's shutdown. Eng is my 2nd (or 3rd?) language so there might be some weird grammar or spelling mistakes. And I write at 3 am usually.

Without further ado....Let's Ensemble!☆

Hmmmmmm Alkaloid.....a unit compromised of "underachievers". Forced to comply to the higher ups like how card soldiers have to obey the Queen of Hearts. Well, I still don't know what exactly the theme is but the aesthetic is kinda cool Ig. I like their outfits. The colors go well together and the little differentiations aka the pips (and shoes too, but those are not that important) are a smart detail here, since there are 4 members for 4 symbols! And it's nice you can see them on their gloves & jacket as buttons and medals. Although the silhouette is pretty simple, it doesn't look boring at all through such details and and other things. I like the hats very much! Now, their songs are not really my thing, at first. They don't sound boring but I needed a bit of time to warm up to them. I'm not sure if it's just my lack of cultureness but it gives me strong Vocaloid vibes. And yes, I know Vocaloid is just j-pop and alt but that's just what came first to me. That goes especially for Distorted Heart and Believe 4 leaves, though I admit I haven't listened to them as much as others (similiar situation as 2wink). I kinda thought they were rivals or smth like that to Trickstar at first when I went through the whole enstars playlist and also saw comments saying they prefer Alkaloid as protags in contrast to Trickstar. All in all, I don't have a strong opinion on them yet but they get a pass 👍

6/10 - pretty alright I suppose

Hiiro Amagi

Man Idek what to say. He really just went "I'm gonna destroy a whole part of the entertainment industry bc my bro won't come home." And to think I thought he was just a normal guy.... I'm having a bit of a hard time describing him tbh. He's friendly, eager to learn new things, very optimistic, vvveeeerrrryyyy keen on getting along with everyone but switches tunes immediately the moment he disapproves of them, is pretty perceptive of potential danger or in serious situations and stubborn. His lack of common sense and him just thinking every new thing is a city thing & his bluntness is a funny running gag. Dude has no idea what a smartphone is, how did he even get recruited as an idol and make a resumé??? Spade fits him, since one popular speculation is that it represents knights and he's good at fighting and athletic stuff I'd say. That and he is the leader of the card soldiers (if that really is the theme). Smth about the clash of clear blue eyes and strong red hair and his hairstyle makes him pretty dashing.

6/10 - a pinch of psycho but he'd make a great neighbour

Aira Shiratori

His I love~ is kinda annoying, though it's kinda neat as a catchphrase bc it sounds like his name Aira. I wonder whether he cane up with that before or after starting his idol career 🤔 His obsession with idols is also slightly worrisome but at least he's relatively respectful (to the idols). He's average in the sense, that nothing stands out to me except those things. I got used to his voice eventually but it did remind me of a squeaking duck toy at first, in a bad way. I guess he's the heart bc I love~ and how he's just the most expressive emotionally? At least, you can read him the most easily out of the four. Although, clover would fit him more bc that's supposed to represent the commoners.

5/10 - he'd spam fancams on twitter

Mayoi Ayase

Mans was on the ceiling for the whole meeting and nobody blinked twice. If that doesn't tell you what you need to know about the cast already.... Anyways, I love his hair color so much! A strong purple for a strong personality! Everything about him leaves a strong impression but ironically, he's very shy. Or rather incredibly self-depricating for some reason. He's like Muku (A3!) but cranked up. Breath in the same room as him and he'll apologize. His sprite (the right one there) first made me think he's some unhinged crazy dude and, I mean, he's not but his Ep.1 did feel like a thriller. He's pure-hearted but he sure makes it hard to believe. Surprisingly, he has a powerful singing voice and I'd say the best in Alkaloid. He REALLY went off in Believe 4 leaves, which is such a banger btw. I heard he chomps people and all I can say is ouch with those teeth.....He's clover, which....I guess is OK. He seems more like a deadly shy spy or introverted eccentric alchemist than a normal commoner but I mean nothing speaks against it.

7/10 - he needs to work on his choice of words but I guess he's a cinnamon roll?????

Tatsumi Kazehaya

Who thought of adding a christian into the idol rooster??? So now we have son of a family tending to a temple and one tending to a church. Well, he's a chill and responsible guy. Kinda curious whether he's catholic or a protestant. My limited knowledge of taking (protestant) christian studies instead of ethics in school is finally coming to use!/jk (not a christian here but in school in Germany, you usually have to choose between christian or ethic studies and protestant christian studies usually had the more chill teachers so yeah). I'm slightly surprised by how often he mentions things of the bible in the correct context (I think). Makes me think the authors properly researched their stuff but who knows, not me that's for sure. Anyways, the way he speaks and sounds reminds me of lying on fresh soft green grass swaying in gentle wind. Actually, he reminds me awfully a lot of Libra (FE: Awakening) with how he's not to be taken easy just bc he has a gentle personality. Kinda sudden but I wanna kiss his beauty marks. I predict he's gonna consider stopping his idol activites due to his worsening injuries but the power of friendship somehow heals him. Diamond doesn't fit him much since that represents nobles and merchants. Hearts actually represent clergy, which is a missed opportunity but oh well.

7/10 - I'm gonna stick my hand in the fire and say he's the sort of christian who doesn't use religion as an excuse to oppress 80% of the human population but to make the world a better place

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Conclusion

So uhm. Cool group I suppose. I'll get to know them better after reading the main story but for now I don't have a strong opinion on them. I'm surprised to like the the christian guy and the ceiling guy so much. Especially Mayoi with his screen time of not even a 4th of the chapter lol.

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Afterwords!

After more than a month, I finally managed to read all unit stories and can at last begin reading the "!" and after that the "!!" main story. Only took me until the 4th event in the EN server.......

I have to say, there's solid worldbuilding and it's not all just happy idol stuff, which is pretty neat. That is more or less the norm for most idol games these days and I'm not saying that we need to have brutally serious real life stories but what stands out is that the characters feel.....more 3 dimensional Ig? Like, there are stereotypes of the cute baby one or the outgoing flirt but they're not just that. They have realistic worries that come from working in the idol industry, have other characteristics not exactly befitting that archetype or difficult relationship dynamics bc they're people. They can have real problematic flaws that aren't just "Oh I'm soooo clumsy ><" or "I'm such a glutton hehe" but that's just what I've heard so far, meaning that's not really a complete plus point yet. The mix of this and the wackiness of everything else makes it very interesting so far. (Just like A3! 🥲) Or maybe I just haven't played enough games and am just overrestimating an older franchise.

The music is really good as well. I feel like in idol franchises, the intrumental is often only there to support the singing but here it's actually doing more!!! Like, the instruments compliment the singing and have many layers on their own. I like following different instruments each time I listen to a song for the nth time and see in what way it enriches the song. I guess the fever time or whatever it's called highlights it. The wide range of genres and styles is also a big bonus. And just to say it here bc I can't do it anywhere else: the shuffle unit songs are godly. Not a single miss yet. Noir Neige and Moonlight Disco are the best! For the unit collabs, pretty much half of them are really hitting the spot. The rest is meh. The cover series is H I L A R I O U S and cool if nothing else.

Maybe I'll do a comparison in the future with how I'm feeling about everyone then and my past impressions. But for now, this is the end! If you have anything you wanna share or say, just keep in mind all is for fun and we're here for a good time ^^. Until we meet again~☆

#ensemble stars #enstars #Alkaloid #macaron rambles #it's past 12 am here but maybe somewhere in the world the week hasn't passed yet... #at least it's not at 3am yet #editing took so long...

[transannabeth]

,,,tentatively thinking of possibly modding for another zine (i say this as that wild anon who’s only had negative zine experiences if you remember me from your stream answering zine questions ig you could say i’m an optimist) as a writing mod this time tho and was wondering if you had insight to what writing mods usually do. thank you!!!

hello!!! i wish you the best of luck if you end up modding for this project, and i hope it goes significantly better than your last experience!

generally, the writing mod's main duty is keeping track of the writers, much like the art mod! they'll probably get slightly more say in the final line up of writing contributors, and if you have any writing guests, writing mods are usually who suggest the most options, since a lot are somewhat familiar with the fandom writing scene and who might be interested

writing mods will typically come up with the application requirements and guidelines for writers, as well as the contributor ones as well, working in tandem with formatting and finance to figure out the best wordcount for your project. if your project does a style guide, you'll likely be responsible for providing that!

writing mods are in charge of choosing the writer pitches and then keeping up with the writing contributors during check ins, both making sure people submit check ins and one of the biggest contributions is usually giving feedback throughout the creative process!

after final submissions, writing mods usually do the final beta for minor spag and any consistencies you might want to keep throughout your project (name and place spellings, capitalizations, 12 vs 24 hr time, etc) , and then making sure it all looks good during the pdf approval process (which you'll have help with from contributors too who check their own pieces, but it's good to have additional eyes since things always slip through)

let me know if you have any other questions, and good luck!

#anonymous #answered #zine talk #thanks from the argo! #hope this helped!!

[torque-witch]

Two bidders fell through on this candle snuffer this weekend as well, so it is now available in the shop!

Ornate brass candle snuffer decorated with jewel tone colors and Swarovski jewels. Perfect altar addition for the eccentric witch! Make spell work that much more fun 🌈

Measures 10 inches long by 3 inches tall.

IG: dhdivination

Visit the Shop ➡️

#deaths head divination #candles #candle magic #candle snuffer

[knchins]

Hunger - Todoroki S.

Summary: Todoroki Shouto doesn’t want to follow the footsteps of his father. On the brink of starvation, he hears the call of a witch who finds a way to fulfill both of their needs.

Pairing: Incubus!Shouto x Witch!Reader

Rating: E+

Word Count: 3.6k

Warnings: Sm*t, v*ginal fingering, v*ginal s*x, oral s*x, c*nnilingus, choking, some mentions of (consensual) breeding, soft!dom Shouto, some begging ig, some mentions of sugar daddy/baby, Shouto is several centuries old and is of age, oh and some fluff

Notes: This was my very first request I think??? I got it months ago lol so idk if this person if even still following me RIP. But I had a lot of fun writing it and I hope they enjoy it wherever they are <3 I did deviate a little bit but not TOO much.Censored words is so I can show up in the gd tags.

 Dealing with demons had become sort of a pastime for her, the young witch living in the secluded wood out in the countryside. She greatly enjoyed the remoteness, though sometimes it did come to a great disadvantage. Travelers would come, asking for potions or spell-work, something to help them with their troubles in life. As a grey witch (one who practiced both white and black magic), she tended to be able to help just about anyone with anything. Of course there were a few lines she wouldn’t cross such as raising the dead or directly causing death. She did have some morals after all, albeit somewhat controversial ones.

 Whenever she needed an item that she simply had no access to, then she would call upon demons to aid her in her work. The first couple times she had been a little reluctant and she would be lying if she didn’t say she had a few close calls, but ultimately demons could be bartered with just as humans could. The lower leveled ones were rarely smart enough to outwit her or ask for something she just couldn’t give. So far, dealings were good and they only became better when she met him.

 On the fourth or fifth time she called out for help, this time she needed a rare desert root for a drying spell, she followed the same procedure as always. She lit her candles, drew a summoning sigil on the floor, and chanted the words that would bring her the closest demonic being that felt the urge to heed her call. She specifically did it in a way that powerful demons would not be attracted. In fact, she would much prefer to keep them away for they were much smarter and more conniving, and ultimately not worth the risk. This time though...this time someone with a little more juice than what she normally found herself bargaining with appeared before her.

 Todoroki Shouto was an incubus with the most prestigious lineage of any sex demon that resided in hell. His father was known by all demonic beings. He was number one in his class, The closest to king that anyone of them could truly be. He had also fathered more children than any other demon, enjoying ruining human women to the point that they could no longer be satisfied by mortal men. Shouto found it distasteful. The way Enji wold flux his hormones so that any woman within a few hundred feet would simply beg for him to fuck her, to breed her, to make her his. He had more half-siblings than he could count in addition to the three full-blooded ones. His mother had also been a high class demon with a pedigree, though her whereabouts were currently unknown.

 He was minding his own business, taking a nice walk through the woods in the mortal realm when he heard the call. There was a tugging sensation on his chest and a melodic voice ringing in his ears. It was not a call for someone like him. Someone capable of such true  power. Yet, something drew him in. Something about that voice had his interest piqued. He couldn’t resist answering her quickly, less some other demon came to her first.

 He appeared before her, hair split down the middle perfectly. One half red like his father’s, the other white as his mother’s. One dark grey eye and another a brilliant blue, his white button-down shirt loose fitting with a few top buttons undone to show off his chest. If he wanted to lure in the opposite sex then he could with ease, but Todorki Shouto had a secret. One that made him much less powerful than he could be.

 The witch was taken aback by the demon in front of her. He was certainly the most handsome she had ever seen, most lower level ones were not very pleasing to look at. It made them easier to deal with. Her curious eyes blinked as if to make sure he was really there. Immediately she could sense that something was off about him. Something wasn’t quite right, however she could not pinpoint what it was.

 Shouto regretted answering the call immediately. The witch he had been summoned by was possibly the most beautiful creature he’d ever set eyes on. She was pure beauty and grace, more stunning than anyone residing in hell or earth. In fact, part of him wondered if maybe she was an angel. However the various bottles of herbs and assorted animal parts quickly led him to believe that she was not divine. She was simply mortal and in need of help.

 “Oh an incubus.” She said, still looking very bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. “What a surprise. I’m not sure if you can help me or not. You’re a little out of my league.” The last part seemed like a joke but Shouto wasn’t entirely sure.

 “Why did you call for me here?” He asked calmly, his face perfectly blank though his eyes were fixated on her.

 “I’m in need of something for a spell.” She said honestly, “Sometimes I call upon demons to help me gather items I cannot easily get.”

 “Is that not dangerous?” He asked, starting to look more intrigued than anything. “Do you not worry about your safety?”

 The witch let out a nervous laugh, “Well, lower levels ones aren’t much of a problem for me. You’re a bit more than I’m used to. I’m surprised you even heard it honestly.”

 Shouto knew immediately why he heard it. Because as it stood, his power level was that of some lower tier demon. He had only fed twice since coming of age. His hunger was almost maddening. It had been eating away at him for decades. But he would not be his father. He would not be a glutton for sex and breeding. He refused to follow in his very heavy footsteps.

 “I was simply within range.” He said, though she knew that him happening to be close by to her didn’t really mean much. The spell was designed to not be heard by anyone over a certain power level. Could an incubus really be below that? “What do you need?”

 “A root.” She replied, flipping through one of the many of her family’s grimoires. She found the page that had a drawn picture, name, and general description. “This one.”

 “You’re doing a drying spell.” He said out loud by mistake. He knew because he had had this particular spell cast on him many times throughout the years, though recently it seemed to be working less and less. It was to dry up sexual desire. It was one of the few things that helped him get by so long without feeding. Without it he would have been driven insane by lust many decades ago.

 The witch cocked her head at him curiously, “yes, I am. For a client. She’s tired of having children but her husband just won’t stay off of her. She’s hoping it’ll get him to stop.” She paused for a moment, “Can you get it?”

 “Yes.” he replied dumbly, as if it were totally obvious.

 “What is your price?” She asked then, realizing he didn’t catch the implied question.

 Shouto thought for a moment, it was about time to recast the spell judging by the lecherous thoughts that were starting to cross his mind. “Can you perform another one?”

 She looked perplexed for a moment before it dawned on her why he heard her incantation. He was starved. And he must have been for some time too. “I can but I think I can do something else for you that will be much more beneficial.”

 “And what is that?” Shouto asked, wondering if perhaps there was another spell or potion out there that was more powerful and thus would be more effective.

 “Just have sex with me.”

 That was how it started. Any time the young witch needed something, she’d do a more specific summoning spell, one that only Shouto could hear. And every time he’d come, no matter what he was doing, to aid her. She would often jokingly call him her demonic sugar daddy because he provided everything for her for the low low price of coitus.

 The first couple times had been a little awkward. Shouto’s abilities were almost dormant. He fumbled his way about her body which was quite embarrassing for a sex demon. However after a few practice rounds the two truly began to find what got the other off the most. And in half a dozen sessions Shouto was feeling power, but with power came hunger.

 When he appeared before her hearth one night, without an invitation, the woman nearly threw an old vase full of nightshade at him in terror. She only put it down when she realized it wasn’t just any random intruder, but her newfound lover. She hadn’t needed anything in quite some time now. Hadn’t called on him because business had been rather slow and the jobs she did get, she didn’t need anything from him. Perhaps it was a little cruel of her to not call on him regardless, but she honestly did not know how much his appetite had grown. How it began to consume him until all he could think about was her, naked and writhing beneath him as he pounded into her. He craved her and only her. It was not something that ever really happened to Incubi. After all they could have anyone they wanted. But he didn’t want anyone else. He only had eyes for her.

 “Shouto.” She breathed out, heart still racing as she set down the clay vase. “I wasn’t expecting you, did you need something?”

 His eyes were fiery as he stepped towards her and she could smell the faint scent of hell on him. She wondered if maybe he had another argument with his father. He had told her a little about his family life during post-sex cuddles. It wasn’t much but she knew he hated the demon that sired him. He always seemed to be wound extra tight after coming straight from hell, and that was usually the reason.

 “Go bend your ass over the bed.” He said, further unbuttoned the flowy shirt he typical wore. Her eyes grew wide, embarrassment heating her face as she took a small step away from him. It wasn’t really out of fear, just a simple reflex. He never really got demanding of her like this, maybe something was wrong.

 But the warmth pooling between her legs told her that despite the interruption, despite having not planned this whatsoever, hearing him order her to get into the bedroom had her flooding with desire, and he could smell it.

 Shouto didn’t really have to use his pheromones to seduce her. He was naturally attractive and had a body that looked as if it had been sculpted out of marble. No, he never used them before but he was definitely using them now and they had her weak in the knees as she trembled. She walked on shaky legs into her bedroom, keeping her thighs pressed together as she walked in an attempt to hide the wetness that was accumulating in her panties. It was pointless though. He could always tell.

 He left his shirt in the living room and kicked off his boots on his way to the bedroom. He lost his pants at the entryway, watching as she leaned over the side of the bed and resting on her forearms. Her eyes large and doe-like at the rush of adrenaline. Sex with with a sex demon was always an unforgettable experience. It was easy to see how people went mad over it. The way he made her feel, the orgasms he gave her, none of it compared to any other lover she had ever had. Perhaps that was one reason why she had been so willing to listen to him just now. She knew he’d make her feel good, and who didn’t like to feel good?

 Shouto padded over, dropping to his knees behind her as he pushed her skirt up over her ass so that the fabric could bunch at her waist. His nimble fingers hooked around the elastic of her panties and he slid them down with an odd amount of carefulness. He practically buried his nose into her sex, inhaling that sweet scent of arousal that had him feeling absolutely feral. His tongue came to prod at her clit, causing a small whimpering sound to come from her.

 He dragged his tongue over every inch of her pussy, savoring it fully until she was a quivering mess with shaking knees that threatened to make her fall down. “Let me breed you.” He said between kitten licks. “You can have anything in return.”

 They had been using protection until then. Sex demons were incredibly fertile and typically had no trouble creating offspring. But at the time when this started, Shouto didn’t want to sow his wild oats like his father had. This witch had him wanting to throw all of that to the wind. He just didn’t care. That drive to fuck without any sort of barrier was maddening.

 Anything from a demon was a very big price tag, and Shouto had never tried to deceive her. He had never been anything other than honest. And despite all her teachers to never trust a demon, she found herself trusting him. Every time their bodies intertwined she fell more and more in love, no matter how much she had tried to resist. She had thought some distance would have helped ease her feelings, but apparently it had been hard on both of them.

 “Y-yes,” She gasped out as he latched onto her clit to suck, “Ple-please, Shouto, fill me with your cum.” She was gripping the old quilt on her bed tightly to try and keep herself grounded, but the way he was eating her out, two lithe fingers now dipping into her dripping core made it impossible to even think straight. All she could think about was her simple need to have him inside of her.

 He didn’t stop working his fingers or tongue until she hit her first peak, moaning out for him in a way that had him nearly cumming prematurely. The strain in his underwear was painful now as he throbbed with need. After one long lick along her slit he stood up, grabbing onto the globes of her ass for pretend support.

 “Tell me what you want me to do, Little Witch.” He said as he pulled down his briefs and kicked them away as if they were the most offensive thing in the world to him. “You’re shaking like you want to say something. So say it.”

 “I need you,” She said, somehow sounding out of breath despite not having done anything besides orgasm. “Shouto, I need you so much.” He wrapped one hand around his cock, pumping in slowly as he watched her continue to tremble. “Please fuck me!”

 The amount of lust he was feeling for this one mortal woman was dizzying. No one had ever told him that one person could have this kind of effect on a demon. Neither his father nor his two older brothers. Was it that far fetched to think that something was happening to him that had never happened to them before? They all had a primal drive for sex but never towards one specific person. Shouto found that he desired no one else in any of the realms. He only wanted her.

 He pushed it without any hesitation, feeling her tense suddenly at his thickness stretching her out. He watched with fascination as he disappeared inside of her cunt, the warm, wet feeling enveloping him like summer rain. “Fuck,” He couldn’t stop himself from cursing and just how amazing it felt to be inside her. It was like taking that first breath of fresh air after being held underwater for an extended period of time. It was so damn freeing.

 The witch relaxed against the mattress, her eyes closed to focus on that beautiful feeling of him completing her with his cock. Shouto took hold of her hips to keep her upright and steady as he pulled out slowly before bottoming out all over again, her slick making for the best lubricant as he moved with ease.

 It started slow. Shouto wanted to revel in the heat. He wanted to drink in the feeling of her walls clamping down around him. The sound of her tiny whimpers when he pushed all the way in after pulling out. But this was much too slow for her, she couldn’t handle such a torturous rhythm. Shouto had eternity but his little mortal did not. Her time was limited and the thought of that made his heart suddenly ache.

 “F-Faster,” She dared to mumble to him, sometimes he’d punish her if she begged too much. If she didn’t let him enjoy himself properly. Today was not one of those days though. Today Shouto wanted to hear her cry for his cock.

 So he obliged, increasing his pace as his fingers dug into the flesh of her hips. His witch began to moan even louder as he hit that sweet spot again and again, making her dizzy with ecstasy. She never lasted long when it came to sex with Shouto, something he took great pride in. He loved nothing more than to give her multiple orgasms.

 But this view just wasn’t doing it for him. He pulled out abruptly, making her cry at the sudden emptiness. He flipped her over onto her back, ripping at her blouse so that it was torn wide open for him. Then he tugged down her bra to free her breasts before reinserting himself into her. He watched her face contort with pleasure, the glossy look in her eyes as he began to pound into her at a relentless pace. The hypnotizing way her tits bounced with every thrust, they were just so perfectly in sync with one another. It was the definition of beauty.

 Shouto brought a thumb to her clit, lightly pressing on it in a way that had her clamping down on him even more. It was as if she was trying to suck him in deeper, never wanting to be without him again. He grunted at this sensation, eyes burning with lust as her mouth made that perfect “o” formation with her eyes rolling back as her second orgasm overcame her.

 He never talked much during sex, choosing to be a silent observer. Every now and then he’d give a command or order, but that was about it. He had never been much one for dirty talk like his father or eldest brother. The witch was fine with this. He made it hard enough for her to think without adding the pressure of comprehending something as complex as language.

 Just when she thought he might be coming to his end, he increased his pace even more. She whined, still feeling incredibly sensitive from the first two orgasms. At least he had the decency to take his thumb from her aching clit. Instead he reached up and wrapped his hand around her bare throat, squeezing just enough to lessen the flow of oxygen and blood to her brain.

 She gasped for air, her moans less audible now as air came out in strangled puffs. He would loosen just enough to give her a small break before tightening back up again. She grabbed at his wrist, and he waited for her sign that it was too much. A double tap anywhere on his body with her pointer and middle finger, or their safe word if she could manage it was all he needed to tell him that he’d gone too far. But neither came and so he continued to abuse her pussy with a pace so fast no human could possibly keep up, and only when she was screaming his name a third time did he finally release himself.

 Shouto came inside her for the very first time. Normally he pulled out even with a condom on. He really wanted to take no risk. This time, this time he had to claim her as his somehow. If any other demon were to come to her then then they’d smell him all over her. They’d think twice before crossing a Todoroki, that was just how well known his family was.

 He removed his hand from her neck, before leaning down to kiss it softly. His nose nuzzled the underside of her jaw in a way that might have appeared to be loving if either of them knew what that word really meant. Her heavy breathing slowly calmed down, delicate fingers squeezing his biceps with care. A simple sign to tell him that she was alright and that he did good. She had found that sometimes he needed encouragement. Sometimes he wasn’t as confident as he pretended to be. But small reassurances were really all he needed to bounce back to normal.

 “Can you stay the night?” She mumbled. Any time she asked, any time she was feeling particularly weak for him, he would turn her down. Saying he had other things to do. Saying it just wouldn’t be proper. Making any excuse he could.

 This time Shouto did not move from on top of her. His mound clouded with the afterglow of such an intense orgasm. He knew then that he’d do anything for her. Anything at all. And because of that realization he hummed back a simple affirmative. He’d stay as long as she would have him.

#todoroki shouto #todoroki shoto #todoroki x reader #shouto x reader #todoroki shouto x reader #bnha #mha #bnha imagine #bnha x reader #todoroki shouto imagine #bnha requests

[the-wotog-collection]

some new(ish) kids

“new” as in they didn’t exist yet when we last posted. so some of them are at least 9 months old. anyway!

list under the cut:

CAS

- they’re a half-elf monk! but now that i think about it it would be kinda funny if they had a level or two in rogue

- honestly? they’re a frat boy, but one who drinks respect women (and everyone, really) juice

- complete thembo. they have a -1 int, but +5 dex and +3 cha so who’s really winning here

- seriously when i say they’re a thembo i mean it. cas can dodge bullets all day but they don’t know that a tomato is a fruit

- they’re a people person and respectful and are very much work hard play hard. i love them

PUMPKIN

- now this is a bastard right here

- he/they tiefling rogue. yes they stole that crown what about it

- very much like mollymauk tealeaf i’m not gonna lie. they’ll charm the pants off of you and run away with your whole coin pouch

- smth i love about pumpkin is 1) their last name is pye 2) they have aliases bc in nearly every town they’ve been in there’s a warrant out for his arrest

- pumpkin pye (persona), a flirty rapscallion. if they had to pick one alias to stay as, this would be that one

- apple pye, a quiet sweetheart. kinda country bumpkin-esque

- pecan pye, taciturn but honest (as he can be while using an alias and on the run from the law and generally up to no good) and a hard worker

 - underneath all the layers? he’s kinda sad and lonely, still a flirt and a rapscallion but considerably less, and sometimes he just wants to stay in bed instead of going out and getting into all kinds of trouble

- oh also! he’s self conscious about his freckles, and usually uses some kind of makeup to cover them up if hell brain is acting up/he’s causing trouble

TENJIN

- i’ll be honest i do not remember if i still have their picrew

- i do nvm

- this is tenjin! iirc they’re a drow enchanter (homebrew class my cousin made) but ig in a legal game they’d be a divination wizard

- he’s such a sweetie, oml

- fun fact he has autism! mostly nonverbal and gets overwhelmed super easily, and has a whole pouch full of trinkets that they fidget and stim with

- baby. baby boy

- really fun to play actually

BEE

- she’s here to kick names and take ass, and she’s all out of names

- a whole lesbian. most of why she does what she does is to protect pretty girls

- human (shocker, i know) cleric of a storm god that i forgot to write down

- anyway!

- do no harm but take no shit is her motto. her methods may be borderline illegal, but hey, as long as the thing gets done it’s fine

- usually.

- basically her only method is swing a bat around until people talk and if the bat hits anything/anyone, well. that’s not her business

- oh yeah her bat. it’s infused with electricity and deals lightning damage as well as bludgeoning. it’s sick as hell

- she’s pretty rad

RAY

- everyone needs a weed druid

- okay but seriously. they eat every plant they come across to 1) figure out what they do (they have insanely high con dw) and 2) for magical power

- are they high most of the time? yes. are they really sad actually? also yes

- they aren’t religious, but they do worship the deity their childhood best friend (turned lover, yes) worshipped

- i might talk about that more later :)

- anyway they’re super chill and also one of the few drows i have, iirc

WALKER

- okay now we’re starting to catch up

- his name isn’t actually walker, but it’s what everyone calls him so that’s what he goes by

- he/they (wow theres a lot of he/theys huh) fallen aasimar gloom stalker ranger

- basically think of the edgiest anime boy you can imagine and go “what if he went to therapy”

- he’s such a good boy! yes they still do the adventuring thing, but make a point of going to therapy every week

- they’re making some great progress :)

- while he’s basically a witcher and gets treated like one (i.e. poorly), he just wants to settle down somewhere quiet when there’s no more evil in the world to grow vegetables where the only one around to judge him for being mute is his crow

- the picrew didn’t have a crow so please pretend that’s what the pigeon is

VAL

- valor is a tiefling fighter who came into existence bc i rewatched netflix castlevania and was super gay for striga so i made a character inspired by her

- also has autism, but in addition, she has ptsd from her days in the royal army. she’s seen some shit yall

- isn’t very good with social interactions, a lot of stuff goes right over her head and she’s just awkward as hell, but get her talking about her special interest (military tactics) and she will talk for hours. please let her

- fun fact she met her wife bc she was fishing in a bog trying to catch dinner and fished out a wholeass lady instead

- she’s buff as hell. she could use literally anything as a weapon and make it hurt

UNNAMED WIZARD

- i don’t have a name for them yet BUT i do know that they’re a bitch

- yet another he/they, this time we have a neutral evil wizard who doesn’t care who gets hurt as long as they get results for their experiments

- think albedo genshinimpact but with almost no morals

- yes he’d cast ninth level spells on his party if he was researching something. no he would not feel remorse. probably

- idk i haven’t fleshed him out yet i just know that he’s a bitch

MOUSE

- finally! my favorite character on this list

- this is maisy, but she’s so tiny that everyone calls her mouse

- when i say tiny i mean she’s a halfling and also seven years old. she’s fucking little

- little human druid girl who basically raised herself in the forest and can & will make friends with literally any animal she comes across

- her arcane focus is her flower crown, which also has berries growing on it. they grow back every time she picks one to give to her friends :)

- she’s so fucking pure oh my god. actual cinnamon roll and everything that’s good in this world

- her rat’s name is rat. he’s her friend :)

- and also dog sized compared to her it’s hilarious. she has a little leash for him made of vines and particularly spry twigs

- have some bonus art bc oh my god cutie

#mod ash #oh boy here we go #cas #pumpkin pye #pumpkin #tenjin #bee #ray #walker #valor #val #maisy #mouse #art tag? art tag #ash doodles #that only applies to the art of cas. it's one of the few pieces i'm proud of klajdshlj

[sugar-petals]

A Tarot Reader’s Utensils

☞ Here go some classic paraphernalia that can aid your reading process or serve as multi-purpose decorations.

disclaimer ✸ none of those are obligatory, all they do is make card reader life easier and prettier 😄 this post serves to inspire whatever serves your taste, convenience, and affinity. 

- a latin dictionary. trust me, it’ll serve you well. 

- little treasure chests and mason jars. every tarot reader becomes an apothecary down the line. mason jars are great to put battery-driven fairy lights in, it’s a quick and easy tarot table decoration to light up your spreads.

- standard notebook. everyone regrets not photographing or writing down their reading results every time.

- plants. i feel like us tarot readers are drawn to cacti in particular. maybe it’s because their maintenance is easy and they give powers of self-protection. i mean what does a cactus do: guard itself with spikes and a stable exterior. every energy worker can benefit from that. we naturally gravitate towards it anyway.

- for some of us, runes are the next step and i honestly can’t recommend making your own set enough once you researched the essentials. they are so helpful and great to carry with you. portable magic if you will. mix VERY well with pulling tarot cards. 

- candles, you know the deal. homely lighting is one aspect, but it’s also great for inviting the energy of wands i.e. fire. needs proper 30cm distance to other utensils and 10cm between each other, keep that in mind.

- an item that connects you to your family lineage. the tarot likes people who know their roots. if you ask the cards about your ancestors, such an item is even more beneficial. pick something with extra use. example: my father’s family is connected to italy — that’s where the tarot came from, no item needed. but for my mother’s side, i have a matryoshka doll. i can put little folded spells and affirmation notes into it. the dolls in a row also circle my tarot table so they look like protectors 😅

- clear quartz and tarot decks are best friends. a larger point rested on top of the card pile will amplify it energetically and keep it together physically. a crystal’s benefits are derived from its physical setup, so in this case clear quartz makes your readings clear. don’t look for it, the stone comes into your life out of nowhere.

- magnifying glasses. the LWB (little white booklet) that comes with some decks is printed in tiny font.

- shells are great. not just for keeping crystals, pendulums, or smudge sticks in them. also, shells for casting yes or no questions in addition to the tarot, cowrie shells (e.g. cypraea tigris) are the usual pick. 

- for tray-like shells, e.g. look for: all types of pectinidae (classic scallops), haliotis (abalones), pinctada (blue mother-of-pearl inlay), hyriopsis (shell halves with enclosed pearls), veneridae (venus shells), mimachlamys sanguinea or potamilus purpuratus (pink).

- if the star, empress, high priestess or moon show up in your self-readings, a star map you can rotate comes in handy. all these cards have references to constellations. you wanna see what the night sky shows you on the horizon that night.

- books on deities, angels, ascended masters, and spirit guides. whatever pops up in your day-to-day life often. e.g. the tarot has a lot of cards with angel references, it’s good to know. if you work with oracle cards, i bet my cactus you will need all four types of books sooner or later.

- pretty boxes and baskets. for your decks, it’s good to keep it all in one spot. boxes without a lid however, keep your cards in sight so you use them regularly. using decks equals charging them.

- empty old perfume bottles (smaller ones) and vintage ceramic pieces. if your clear quartz is busy elsewhere, you can put them on resting decks. i also found worn-out keys to be just perfect for that. 

- paper, pencils, scissors, rulers, stickers, labels. gotta love making DIY decks.

- a large juice mug. repurposed as a huge glass of water. you forget time when you do readings and need prolonged focus. keeping it close will save you from having to get up grumpily. also: making gem water is the shit. check which crystals you can use for it. 

- fossils. a statement piece or several smaller ones (you’ll be surprised, they are quite cheap). fossils activate ancient knowledge which is what the tarot is all about. great to put into crystal grids, too. choose whatever you’re guided towards. maybe something found in your country to make it even more personal.

- tarot cloth. a huge duh but you can’t actually find it. it’ll come to you.

- a book of world religions and mythology. the tarot has so many references. e.g. the hierophant’s insignia. or the high priestess with the tora. the hanged man representing saints. the hermit being a druid. the wheel of fortune being karma. the sphinx depictions on the chariot. even if you’re not religious, knowing about these details can help you understand the full imagery.

- let me be a pop culture victim: selenite towers. a modern tarot reader’s antenna crystal. it’s in every pick-a-card youtube reading and all over ig. i think it’s clever marketing, but still not a hoax if you know what greek tradition it has. it’s connected to the moon and the high priestess because selenite shimmers just like our lunar friend in the sky. selene (Σελήνη) = greek for moon. it was said to change according to the moon phases. be careful because it’s more porous, selenite is a saline structure with a mohs hardness of merely 2 out of 10. 

- a meditation pillow. energy work and introspection/awareness go hand in hand. it’s great to chill out and observe your breath for a little while. tarot readings can be taxing, grounding is the right thing to do.

- if you don’t look it up online, an astrology book. so many astro details in tarot. e.g. the emperor has an aries-inspired throne. or, swords represent air signs.

- salt lamps. they’re affordable, their vibes are great, they’re beautiful. tarot readings with candles, fairy lights, and salt lamps on are a different level. salt has so many properties physically and metaphysically, where to start. you can only win if you have a salt lamp.

- fake fur. perfect for your tarot table if you don’t use candles. crystals, shells and runes will never roll away. it’s the ideal decor and easy to repurpose on your tarot chair, altar, or shelf if you want to change it up.

#tarot #tarot reading #learn tarot #tarot ed #witchblr #astrology #shells #crystals #references #pendulum #meditation #selenite #fossils #cacti #clear quartz #candles

[thatsmyjuman]

((Note: I originally posted this at like 12 AM, but then I noticed all of the grammatical and spelling errors after I woke up, so I just deleted the first post lol. This is the remade version uwu))

Replaying Jaehee’s route and seeing Jumin act the way he does is always a little hard and sad for me.

Mainly because (if you played his route) we know exactly why Jumin does the things that he does to Jaehee. We know why he overworks her, makes her adhere to a strict dress code, etc, etc. And it’s…sad. It’s sad to see Jumin raised in such a way that such behavior has become normalized to him,, or stuff that he has to do to protect himself.

But at the same time, it’s completely and utterly unfair to be an awful person just because you had an awful past. Jaehee is well within her rights to leave her toxic work environment.

But, it’s still really sad to empower Jaehee while letting Jumin fall deeper and deeper down the spiral. Let’s be real, at the end of Jaehee’s route, Jumin basically becomes an alcoholic and everything sucks for him.

Of course, Jaehee is not obligated to care for Jumin. She still thinks moderately highly of him, taking into consideration how poorly he treated her. Her needs and wants should come before anyone/anything else’s, and her whole route is centered on her figuring that out and growing from it.

I don’t know, I guess what I’m saying is that I wish there was a way to help both of them get through their issues, instead of constantly alienating both Jumin and Jaehee from each other.

For example, one important part of Zen’s Route is Zen making amends with Jumin. This represents Zen coming to terms with what his family has done to him and growing from that. (Or something like that lol. It’s been a while since I last played his route.) Zen’s and Jumin’s relationship is essential for Zen’s growth as a person, and I feel like the same could be said for Jaehee’s and Jumin’s relationship, as well.

Despite what they say, Jaehee and Jumin do care for each other, and to have Jaehee’s route just be about having the two of them end on bad terms puts a sour taste in my mouth.

Now, I’m not saying that we (or MC ig) have to go into depth about why Jumin treats Jaehee like that and try to solve all of his issues that stem from all of his trauma. It is Jaehee’s route, after all. The focus should be on her.

But, I would have much preferred Jaehee and Jumin to have an amicable split. It doesn’t have to be anything complicated.

Maybe something jarring happens to Jumin or maybe MC talks to him or something. Whatever it is (it doesn’t matter), Jumin realizes that, wow maybe he has been overworking Jaehee past the point that she can feasibly handle, after all. Since Jumin has low empathy (at least, I think he does?), he often has a lot of trouble understanding how other people feel, so he needs something (or someone?) to help him realize certain things.

Anyway, Jumin realizes that he has been a jerk and offers Jaehee a vacation. Instead, Jaehee quits (because she is ready to open a coffee shop with her new wife) and lives her own life. Jumin, while disappointed, understands and apologizes or whatever.

I know that this is like,, really similar to Jaehee’s bad ending 2 without Jaehee’s near-death and thinking that she is fundamentally broken for not being able to do the work assigned. But I really liked that ending, since it was the only one where Jumin fully understands how he was hurting Jaehee. Of course, that ending is far from happy, but it shows that Jumin is capable of changing and understanding Jaehee’s situation.

Also, Jumin doesn’t get completely screwed over from being betrayed by the people he trusts the most. You know how much he cares for and trusts the RFA. In the good ending, he still feels betrayed and backstabbed by his own family of sorts and I just :((

I just,,,really want Jaehee and Jumin to have a positive relationship. (And Jumin to be in a relatively good mental state but that’s beside that point.) In the end, they are a part of the RFA and to see their relationship to be bitter and cold hurt me a lot.

I guess you could argue that their relationship was never all that good to begin with: it was always fairly distant and cold, even from the beginning. After all, the only reason Jaehee joined the RFA was that Jumin thought she worked hard and well enough as his assistant. Their relationship is purely work-related.

And that’s what I’m saying!! In addition to learning to care and focus on her own needs and quitting her job, Jaehee’s route could have also been about making amends and becoming semi-friendly with Jumin. Instead of just…Jaehee betraying Jumin and leaving him at his weakest.

Also,,,having Jumin uhh actually learn from his mistakes would be great too?? Because, honestly, Jumin treats Yoosung the exact same way as he did with Jaehee in her After Ending. The only apparent difference is that Jumin is now an alcoholic (and is struggling with Jaehee leaving him and whatever). Like,, has Jumin not learned anything during Jaehee’s route??? Keep treating Yoosing like that and he’s about to leave too lol

Speaking of Jumin not learning from his mistakes, Jumin did seem a tad ooc in her route. I mean, I know that he overworks her and stuff because that’s referenced in other routes, but wow does Jumin go overboard. Like,,he hosts a meerkat project, but meerkats…are not even cats. It feels like that’s ignoring exactly why Jumin makes so many cat projects and makes Jumin seem almost crazy.

Also, in other routes, Jumin cares about everyone’s health and safety a lot. It’s one of his top priorities. But in Jaehee’s route, he almost lets her faint for some dumb meerkats.

This doesn’t exactly have anything to do with this post lol. I just wanted to mention it.

But, anyway, I just want both Jaehee and Jumin to both learn and grow from Jaehee’s route. I want Jumin to understand what he did wrong and try to fix it. And when it’s too late, I want Jumin to try to do better with his next assistant and to not be sad and hurt anymore.

Uh, I hope that this post doesn’t make me seem too hateful of Jaehee. I adore her and I adore her route. It’s amazing and seeing her get confident and learn to stand up for herself fills me up with such joy. I just get sad seeing Jumin getting screwed over.

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Anyway, thank you for listening to me rant, I suppose. I just wanted someplace to get my feelings out. It’s currently a little (as in 43 minutes) after midnight, so I’m so sorry for all the grammatical errors! I’m tired, so everything might not be very cohesive. I’ll just post it now and fix the errors when I wake up.

#Jumin Han #Jumin #Jaehee Kang #Jaehee #Jaehee Route #Mystic Messenger #Text #Me: I should save this to my drafts and edit it later #so I won't regret making this post #Also me: *posts it immediately and regrets it* #uhh I'm sorry if I said anything wrong pls correct me if I did #btw i still love Jaehee #and Jumin #i wanna hold...both of their hands 😳

[know-the-way]

Sorry to bother, through your posts I learned that SRB had an IG takeover yesterday but I missed it Ç_Ç Can you pls tell me if she said something relevant or hopeful about Zelda/Faustus/Spellwood? When I say hopeful I don't necessarily mean them ending up together. I'm not delusional, Faustus went too far in his madness and authors clearly submitted to fan wishes of having Z in a lesbian ship (a total asspull). I meant them having a plot wise proper closure as in they share history together.

I’m sure you’ve already hunted down the info shared in the takeover by now, but imo – there were positive and negative things shared about Zelda/Faustus. The ‘negative’ would be that when asked if there was a chance Spellwood could end up together, SRB said, “No spoilers, but y’know - after you put someone under a Caligari spell and kill them in a separate timeline, you are in the dog house, mister!” Which I think is incredibly fair, but it hints that we are probably not headed towards a happy ending for the two of them.

However, there was… a rather decent amount of talk regarding their past/potential feelings they had for one another. SRB was asked if Zelda ever loved Faustus and her response was ~*interesting*~, to say the least – 1. Because she implied that if Zelda ever did love him, she probably did not realize it since she would have felt “forbidden” to love someone and 2. She brought up the idea of Faustus loving Zelda without any prompting and said, “to be honest, I think he did.” Which is like… the closest we’ve ever come to “confirmation” that either of them ever had any kind of genuine affection for the other.

Ultimately, if I had to guess – I would say we probably are going to get some more insight into their past and I am hopeful that includes closure for them, but I think – no matter what – it is going to be hella tragic and hella painful. So I would just… be prepared for that. lol

In regards to Zelda’s “lesbian” relationship – I genuinely did not read the relationship as fan service. I personally feel that if they were giving in to fan service, Madam Spellman would have been canon 10 episodes ago. Everyone’s welcome to their own opinion, of course, but I think Marie serves a very important purpose and is going to help facilitate a lot of growth for the characters. The witches in Greendale are just breaking free of centuries upon centuries worth of oppression and darkness, with what I interpreted to be a path towards night AND light now. Hecate is “The Dark Mother,” but she also allows her followers to love and be loved. Which is entirely new territory for Zelda’s coven. Marie is a wonderful bridge for them in this uncertain time as she is a steward for the path of light. In addition, she seems to have some sort of mystical connection to whatever is coming in the next season, so that may prove to be very useful for them when they start to combat the Eldritch Terrors.

AND, in learning how to process and accept emotions better through Marie, this may help uncover some feelings of the past that were buried a long time ago in order to properly process them now. *looks in camera like I’m on The Office* If you catch my drift.

Also, just gonna say – and this not directed entirely at you or any other one person - as a bisexual woman, I am bothered by the repeated implication that being in a relationship with a woman automatically makes Zelda a lesbian. As much as it would bother me if someone said her being married to Faustus inherently made her heterosexual. We don’t know what Zelda’s sexual identity is for certain, but it is incredibly discouraging to see the conversations about her sexual identity limited to such polarizations (gay or straight), when bi/pansexual is a perfectly valid identity itself (so is choosing not to identify at all). You can simultaneously be attracted to both women and men – can personally attest to that fact – so this could certainly be the case for Zelda, as well. Sorry to go off on a tangent, it’s just that I’ve seen too many people try to label Zelda one way or the other based on her behavior and not who she/the writers declare herself to be, and that’s disappointing as someone who often feels the need to defend or “prove” my identity pretty regularly because I don’t look or act a certain way.

I don’t think it’s anyone’s direct intention to be dismissive of bi/pansexuality in these conversations, but I just needed to express that the way these conversations often play out (across the entire spectrum of the fandom, tbh)... can be indirectly hurtful. :/

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