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slut4thebroken · 11 months

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Chapter one: Trophy

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Pairing | Arkham Knight/Jason Todd x Bruce’s daughter!reader

Summary | The Arkham Knight kidnapped you, but not for the reason you originally thought.

Warnings | Angst, fluff, a sprinkle of sexual tension, kidnapping, use of r word.

Words | 2.3 k

Notes | The wait is over!! I hope y’all like it. If it makes you happy, sad, or horny then consider commenting or reblogging :) Enjoy <3

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You weren’t a vigilante. No, you’d decided very early on that spending your nights fighting crime wasn’t something you really wanted to do. However, that didn’t stop your father from teaching you self defense and other important skills, even if you weren’t going to use them. He always wanted you to be prepared in case one day someone makes the connection and somehow finds out you’re Batman’s daughter.

Unfortunately, they did find out.

Your father had told you to leave Gotham, but you’re stubborn. Especially after Barbara was taken, you knew he was going to need more help. So you stayed, taking up Oracle’s position in the watchtower. The second he heard your voice, you were sure he was about to come here and drag you out of Gotham himself. The only reason he didn’t was because he got held up with another one of Gotham's villains causing chaos on the streets. You weren’t there long before glass was being broken and men were swarming the room, Arkham Knight included.

“I knew I’d find you here after I got rid of Oracle.” You narrowed your eyes at him and tried backing away to the panic button on the desk, but he stopped you. “Push that and Oracle’s dead. You don’t want that on your conscience do you?” You froze, furrowing your brows, wondering how he knew about it. He slowly stalked toward you and you eyed the men surrounding the room. Their guns were angled to the floor, but they still had their fingers on the triggers.

“You went through all the trouble of taking Oracle just so you could come back and take me?” You scoffed. This time when you started moving backwards, it was because of how close he was getting.

“That and she was becoming a bit of a thorn in my side.” He all but shrugged. Stopping right in front of you, you watched his helmet just barely tilt down before making its way back up, angled at your face.

“What do you want?” You spat, leaning your torso back after your legs met the desk.

“You.”

“Why?”

“Hedonism,” He shrugged, “self indulgence… spite.” You didn’t have time to ask what that meant. “Are you going to come willingly or am I going to have to make you?” Even though it didn’t seem like he had any intention of hurting you, you still tried to think of a way out of this.

You made the stupid, impulsive decision to reach for the panic button and you actually managed to press it before he grabbed your wrist. He spun you around, then pushed your torso against the desk with your arm twisted uncomfortably behind you. Stepping forward, he pressed his hips flush with your ass, making your cheeks grow warm from the compromising position. Suddenly the screen lit up, showing Batman.

When you started trying to speak, he lifted your body, one hand wrapping over your stomach and arms, the other covering your mouth.

“It’s a shame you raised such an independent, altruistic daughter. If you hadn’t, she wouldn’t be here right now.”

“What do you want? Do you want me to turn myself in? I will- just let her go.” His voice was laced with poorly concealed desperation and fear.

“This isn’t part of the main plan, it’s a personal thing. A trophy of sorts.” His hand started rubbing up and down your side, each time making its way closer to your breast and your pants. “See, people think you don’t have any fears, but you do. Something happening to your little girl is your biggest fear. But don’t worry, Dark Knight,” His hand made its way up your chest to your neck and he squeezed as he pulled you against his body, making you release a muffled whimper. “I’m going to take real good care of her.” He released you and pushed you against the desk again.

“Dad, don’t-“ Before you could finish, the man behind you was turning off the feed. He tied your wrists behind your back, then pulled you up again.

“Just like old times, isn’t it?” He said quietly, next to your ear, making you furrow your brows in confusion. Pulling you back, he spun both of you around and pushed you toward the men.

“He’ll kill you.” You said lowly, turning back to face him.

“Someone put a gag on her. Anyone hurts her… they’re a dead man.” He said, walking back to the desk and typing something into the computer. You didn’t get to see what he was doing before someone grabbed you from behind. You yanked yourself out of their grip, then turned around and kicked the man in the stomach, continuing like that. Anyone who approached you got a kick to the legs, stomach, or groin. Despite your bound hands, you still had an advantage because of the order they were given.

When you swung your leg at someone’s side, he grabbed it and pulled, making you land flat on your back with a grunt. The man froze and all eyes were either on him or the Arkham Knight. He sighed, then pulled out a gun and shot the man in the head.

“I’ll do it myself then.” He swiftly walked toward you and you backed away from him, still on the floor. Before you knew it, you were being gagged and pulled up, then dragged outside to a car. You weren’t sure why, but after getting in the vehicle, he removed the gag. Why did he go through all of that trouble just to immediately take it off once you were alone? You thought. After a few minutes of silence you couldn’t take it anymore.

“Why did you kill that man?”

“He had orders. He didn’t follow them.” He said simply.

“Where are you taking me?”

“Somewhere safe. Which reminds me,” He got out a black hood and moved toward you, making you lean back. “Either you let me put it on or you die. Up to you.”

“You seriously expect me to believe you’re going to kill me after all the trouble you went through?” You scoffed.

“No, I won’t be killing you. But I’m sure Scarecrow would love to have a chat with Batman’s daughter.” You debated it for a moment, then leaned back closer to him, letting him out the hood over your head.

After another few minutes of driving, he stopped and you heard his door open and close, then your door open before he was grabbing your arm and pulling you out, leading you somewhere. When he finally took the hood off, you saw what looked like an apartment, but it didn’t have any windows.

“Where are we?” You asked, turning to him.

“Safe house.” Was the only reply you got so you continued.

“Why did you take me?”

“It wasn’t safe. Especially if Crane found out you were helping your dad.” That made your brows furrow in confusion. He went through all of that just to take you somewhere safe?

“Then why did you say all of that stuff to him?” You asked, growing more nervous when you remembered his words.

“You didn’t actually think I brought you here to rape you, did you?” He scoffed. You didn’t respond, so he continued with a shrug, “It had to be believable.” When he started walking away, you moved forward and called out to him. He whipped around and put a hand on your neck to push you backwards until he had you against the wall. Your breath hitched at the second compromising position of the night.

“I’m done answering your questions. Either sit down and stay quiet or I’ll gag you again.”

“How am I supposed to sit if you’re pinning me to the wall?” You raised your brows, not bothering to hide the sass in your tone.

“Still have that fire in you.” He chuckled, making your brows furrow.

“Why are you doing that? Talking like you know me.” You asked quietly.

“Because I do know you. Better than most.” You just stared at him, waiting for him to answer your question. “I could give you a hint, princess…” He said lowly, trailing his freehand down your waist to your hip. Your eyes widened at the nickname- only one person has ever called you that. “Show you that I can still easily make you fall apart with just my fingers.” Because your hands were still bound, you couldn’t push his hand away, so you squirmed under him, trying to free yourself.

“Tone down the creepiness, perv.” You spat and he was silent for a moment.

“I figured you’d be in denial, but I didn’t think it would be this hard to convince you.” He said quietly, almost as if to himself. “Either that or you’ve just completely forgotten about me.” There was only one person he could be talking about. But he’s dead.

“I’ve never fucking met you before.” You spat. He didn’t respond as he reached a hand up to his helmet.

“Stop.” You said harshly, making his hand freeze. Despite your hard exterior, you were terrified that the Arkham Knight might be who you think. You had just finally started healing. You don't break down crying every single day anymore, you’re finally able to let yourself fall asleep, only a few nights a week having nightmares that your subconscious created since you didn’t truly know what happened to him- your father refused to show you. Which was probably for the best.

But even with your words, he continued, until the front part of his helmet was lifting. You squeezed your eyes shut before you could see him and his hand moved from your neck to cup your cheek.

“Princess.” He whispered.

“No- no,” You shook your head, still refusing to open your eyes even though his voice made it obvious. “I- I can’t… No.”

“Baby, look at me.” He uttered softly and you let out a choked sob. His other hand cupped your cheek as well, using his thumb to wipe the tear that had fallen. “Please.” You wanted to do what he said because you were so damn curious, but you were scared of what you’d find. Even with that fear though, you couldn’t stop your eyes from fluttering open. You took in his face, he looked older, that much was obvious, but still looked like your Jason. The only difference was the large J scar on his cheek.

“Jason,” You sobbed, feeling too many emotions at once. Happiness filled your chest knowing that he’s alive and came back for you, but nausea filled your stomach as your brain started to imagine all the ways he could’ve gotten that scar. “I-I don’t understand.” You whimpered, wishing your hands were free so you could feel him, make sure you weren’t just imagining this.

“I know. I’m sorry.” He said softly, pulling you into a hug. As your head laid on his chest, you noticed that he smelled different. But he still had that hint of Jason.

“He told me you were dead,” You cut yourself off as your crying intensified. When Jason stiffened, you pulled back to look at him. “What?” You croaked. He just let out a dry chuckle.

“I knew you wouldn’t stop looking for me. Figures he would’ve told you that.” He scoffed

“What? Jay, I don’t understand.” You sniffled, looking at him with furrowed brows.

“The only way to get you to stop was if you believed I was dead so that’s what he did.” He said simply.

“W- no! There was a video- Joker sent him the video of your death.” You vividly remember the day your father told you about it.

“Did he show you it?”

“He… No, he didn’t want me to see it.” He looked at you knowingly and you furrowed your brows in confusion. “He wouldn’t make that up, he wouldn’t do that.”

“You don’t know him as well as you think you do.”

“No! He- he wouldn’t…” Would he? You were in the batcave almost 24 hours a day, looking for him. You barely ate, you didn’t sleep, the only breaks you allowed yourself were going to the bathroom and when you couldn’t hold in the crying anymore.

“No, he wouldn’t do that to me- to you.” Shaking your head, you didn’t let yourself believe it. Your father spent months looking for him too.

“I didn’t want to believe it at first either, but that’s just who he is. He uses people, then leaves them for dead when they need his help.” You've never heard him sound so vindictive before. “I’m sure he was more than happy to get rid of the guy who was screwing his little girl.” He sneered, making you frown. “He never did approve of us, did he?”

“That’s not true.”

“No?”

“No! He knew you loved me and I loved you. He was just worried about my safety since I was the daughter and girlfriend of two vigilantes.”

“It wasn’t that.” He let out an unnerving chuckle before elaborating. “He had a talk with me, you know. He didn’t want me defiling his precious angel. Pretty ironic given your overly sexual nature.” That made you frown. He didn’t exactly say it like it was a bad thing, but it didn’t sound like a compliment either. “He disapproved from the start and things never truly went back to normal between us. But he played the part in front of you.”

“That doesn’t- He… Is that why you said those things to him?” His gaze hardened and you waited anxiously for his response. When he stepped away from you, you immediately missed his warmth.

“He deserves so much worse than thinking that someone kidnapped and raped his daughter. This is just the start.” When he started walking toward the door you pushed yourself off the wall.

“Jason, wait!” You called out, but he was already almost out the door.

“Don’t bother trying to escape.”

Chapter two

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just-my-latest-hyperfixation · 4 months

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The king's gift

Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles, day 24

Prompt: Birthday

Rated: T

CW: veeery light dubcon if you squint really hard; mild blood and violence

Tags: Time Travel; Magic AU; Fantasy AU; Royal Eddie; Time traveller Steve

Notes: Continued from day 15

A bird is singing outside the window, a cheerful melody of trills and chirps celebrating the sunshine.

Steve is gonna murder it.

The sun, too, while he's at it.

Even with his lids shut, the light feels like someone is trying to wedge a dagger into the space behind his eyes. Each new note from the stupid bird pounds in his skull like the blow of a hammer.

Or the chime of a giant clock.

He groans and scrubs a hand over his face as fuzzy memories trickle into his mind. Snarling monsters with giant fangs and claws, chasing him through the ruins of an ancient castle. A crumbling throne covered in vines, silver sigils glowing all around it. The sound of the clock in his bones, in his blood, and then … silence.

“Fucking hell … weirdest dream I've ever had.”

“Don't blame you,” someone says, and wait, he knows that voice. It was in the dream, too. “Making the acquaintance of those charming critters will do that to a guy.”

Steve freezes.

Then, very slowly, he peers out from behind his hand.

There's a guy in the bed with him, a vaguely familiar guy with long dark curls and eyes to match. He's lounging against the headboard, a book in his lap, but when he catches Steve gawking at him, he marks the page and puts it down on the nightstand.

The very unfamiliar nightstand. Right next to the very unfamiliar bed they're in.

“Hey, pretty thing,” the guy smiles, and one hand, heavily adorned in silver rings, tenderly smoothes Steve’s hair from his forehead. “Feeling better?”

“The fuck?” Steve shoots upright. “Where the hell am I?”

Because the room, as it turns out, is as unfamiliar as the bed. It looks like something out of the period pieces his mom watches - ornate furniture and plush carpets, walls covered in velvet tapestries. Like some medieval king's castle, and …

… oh, no.

No fucking way.

“Careful now,” the guy chuckles good-naturedly and grabs him by the scruff of his shirt. “They did quite the number on you. My head mage patched you up, but you don't wanna overdo it.”

He makes to pull him back into the pillows, but Steve twists from his grip and jumps out of the bed, ignoring the wave of vertigo that comes with the movement.

“Woah woah, wait!” he stammers. “What the fuck do you mean? That was real? What the hell is even- What am I wearing?”

Because his jeans and tee are gone. Instead, he's in some sort of wide, billowy shirt. It flows around his form and ends somewhere around his very naked thighs. It has frills.

He isn’t wearing anything else.

“You were somewhat covered in blood, darling,” the man laughs. He languidly unfolds himself from the bed, one long limb at a time, and steps into Steve’s space. “Didn't wanna risk an infection. Also doesn’t befit my gift to run around like that, all dirtied and-”

“Excuse the fuck outta me?” Steve squawks. “Your what?”

Anger flares low in his gut and he takes a step backwards. The man just smiles easily and follows, and then, suddenly, warm calloused hands are cradling his cheeks.

“My gift, sweetheart,” he repeats, like that isn't something only a complete fucking lunatic would say. His thumbs idly stroke Steve’s cheekbones. “It's my birthday and the magic gave you to me, just like the oracle said it would. I've been waiting so long for you. Didn't expect you to be this gorgeous, but that's an added bonus, isn't it?”

They're close, very close, so close that some errant strands of curly hair are tickling Steve’s flushed cheeks. And somehow the guy is still getting closer, head tilted ever so slightly, plush pink lips parted just enough to-

Steve isn't a violent guy, usually, but … he's going through a lot right now and he's panicking, okay?

He doesn’t even consciously process what happens. Just knows that a stranger whose bed he woke up in and who just called him his fucking birthday gift is pulling him in for a kiss. One second later, his knuckles are hurting and said stranger is in a heap on the floor, wiping blood from his split lip.

“Pretty and feisty,” he mutters. When he lifts his gaze, his eyes are full of awe. “You really are perfect, aren't you?”

“What the fuck?” Steve blurts. Again. He's starting to lose count of how often it's been. “Who do you even think you are, you fucking weirdo?”

The guy cocks his head in confusion, but only for a second. Then, that infuriating dimpled grin slips back on. He's handsome, in a dangerous and rugged way, with his wild hair and bruised lip.

“Apologies, he rumbles. "Where are my manners?”

And then, without getting up off the ground, he reaches out and takes Steve’s hand in his. Steve watches, heart in his throat and eyes wide with confusion, how the guy bends into a dramatic bow and reverently kisses his own blood off his raw knuckles.

“The name is Edward. King Edward Munson of the Woodland Mountains. Also oh-so-aptly known as Edward the Banished, though my friends just call me Eddie. And you, my dear …”

He looks up at him, all glinting eyes under dark lashes and Steve needs to swallow against the lump clogging his throat.

“You're going to be the one who saves me.”

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klaineharmony · 3 months

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Why We Ship: Neo/Trinity (The Matrix)

I have not felt compelled to write one of these posts for a long time, but I watched The Matrix: Resurrections again while I was working this afternoon, and Goddess, I have so many feelings about these two.

I think it's hard to convey how utterly capitating the original Matrix was, back in 1999. And I could not have said, then, everything I can say about it now, because I didn't have the knowledge of myself, or the vocabulary, or simply the experience to be able to articulate why Neo and Trinity (and Trinity especially, but that's a separate post) felt like everything. Even apart from the incredible worldbuilding and commentary on society that was The Matrix itself, they were something special.

A lot of people got really salty and irritated with Resurrections because they felt like it was "less about the Matrix" and "more just about Neo and Trinity." And god damn, if that doesn't say everything about two different audiences who watched the original trilogy. If you didn't see that the whole trilogy was about Neo and Trinity's love from the beginning, then we were not watching the same films. Neo is The One because Trinity loves him; that is established in the first movie. He cannot be The One without her; he cannot believe in himself as The One without her and her love. "The Oracle told me that I would fall in love, and that the man I loved would be The One. So you see, Neo, you can't be dead. You can't be . . . because I love you." She literally brings him back from the dead with her love; she makes him The One because she loves him. She is the driving force behind all of it. And it's not a coincidence that Neo does the same for her in Reloaded; he catches her in midair, he pulls a bullet out of her body and keeps her from dying because she is everything to him.

And here I am, still writing a post that is more about Trinity than about Neo and Trinity together. But this is what still strikes me about them after all of these years: their love is complete and beautiful and all-consuming, but it is also grounded very firmly in the grim reality they are living. They are not blind about the fact that they could die; they know that every minute of every day, and every minute the spend in The Matrix, could be the last one. They do everything they can to keep that from happening, and they train with everything they have to try and prevent it, but they know, all the time, that one of them could lose the other. They cherish every moment they have, because they are living in this terrible world where another day is never a certainty. But even with all of that, and all that they feel, they are willing to fight, to do whatever needs to be done to try and bring down the machines and the Matrix. They do not shy away from what they see as their mission and their duty to others, even while they are so anchored in each other.

And it's part of what makes Revolutions so tortorous (I hated that movie when it came out; it broke my heart). They know. They've known it's coming; they've been waiting for it, and they go to die together. They still hope that somehow, they will make it, but if they don't, their entire intent is to die together. Because they love each other, they have literally saved each other's lives and brought each other back from the dead, and they have spent their entire time together trying to dismantle the Matrix. If they have to give up their lives to do it, then they will. And I think the thing that hurt so much, when I watched Revolutions as a much younger person (and who am I kidding, it still hurts) is that they still died apart. Trinity died first, and then Neo, and while Neo was with Trinity when she died, he had already been blinded and couldn't see her, and he died alone. And it felt like a betrayal of everything they were in the most gut-wrenching, soul-destroying way. Their love not only changed the world, it saved the world and destroyed the Matrix and altered the relationship between the machines and humans - and they still died apart.

I remember being emotionally devastated by that last film, so much so that I couldn't watch the trilogy again for years. I was so shattered by the ending, it hurt so much, that I couldn't bear to revisit it. And again, I don't know that I could have said that at the time, but I felt it.

When the trailer for Resurrections came out, I was so emotional the first time I watched it that I felt a little blindsided. I had packed away everything Neo and Trinity meant, because their ending hurt so much - and then there they were, on my screen again, getting another chance. Getting the second chance and the ending they should have had - defying the odds with their love one more time, and in an even more epic way. Neither of them is living, in the Matrix. As Thomas and Tiffany, they're existing. They're brainwashed. They barely remember who they used to be - Thomas is convinced it's all in his head, and Tiff is only Trinity when she's working on and riding her bikes. It's only when they find each other that they start to find themselves again. And even when Neo escapes and he's back in the real world, the hope of Trinity and his love for her is the only thing that keeps him strong enough to keep fighting, the only thing that allows him to access his former powers as The One.

They help each other survive. And it's complicated and difficult and not always pretty, and it's always in the midst of a world that is against them and trying to destroy them - but they survive because their love survives. They love together and fight together and survive together, always.

#The Matrix #The Matrix Resurrections #Neo #Trinity #Neotrin #otp: I'm never letting go #Why We Ship

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empressgeekt · 7 months

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fic idea- batboys vs. Period cramp simulator

so, I am part of the half of the population that has a uterus. And as such once a month I am visited by the red demon, that makes my stomach like it's some how both a bottle of squirting ketchup and giving birth to a flipping jellyfish. To cope I watch videos of men using the period cramp simulator and laugh at their screams of pain.

So, I'm sitting on the couch, trying to ignore the deep rooting ache in my lower stomach, a cold pad on my head, heated pad on my stomach and back, eating all the chocolate ice-cream I want (don't you dare tell me that I shouldn't have caffeine, I'm eating all the treats I want), after popping advil like candy for the past few days, and thought; "how would the bat brothers would react to the cramp simulator."

So, the fic would start with spoiler asking the boys (dick, Tim and Jason, [Duke opted out and they didn't want to use the machine on an 8-year-old so Damien is also on the side-lines]), what they know about periods, and they know next too nothing. Oracle starts explaining the basics, what's in the blood, why it happens, and how it works. Dick and Tim getting more and more nervous as she continues.

Nightwing; so wait...it's like contractions? Like labor?

O: the uterus is a muscle, and the isn't just going to fall out.

RR: so it's like churning?

Spoiler: yep, best I can describ it is like a bunch of knife fingers clawing st the inside of your stomach.

Black bat:*holding thumb over start button on the pain simulator* ready?

N: not anymore....

RH: just press start already, I've been tortured and then blown up this can't be any worse.

After 5 minutes of cursing, cries of pain and stomach clutching, Cass reveals they were only on level 3 of 10.

After a wave of disbelief, and claims they the girls were in no way walking around like that. Steph puts a simulator on and sits calmly at a level 8 while Tim is curled up shaking on the floor next to her at a 4.

The brothers try to go through the whole day hooked up to the simulators, training, lunch, case work, patrol. They try to Google things that help with period pain. Needless to say they get pissed at how little information their is, Bruce joins in this part as he wants for know how help his daughters/niece if needed. Tim gets especially pissed at the "Shouldn't have caffeine" thing.

They don't last long when challenged to go to level ten....

In the end, Dick vows to treat his sisters like queens on their time of the month. Jason just said his respect for them has grown tenfold. Tim works on giving all uterus owning employees at WE three-days of menstrual leave a month. Bruce tells the girls that if they ever need a break because their cramps get debilitating, say the word and they'll be excused from anything.

Duke is just glad he chickened out and Damien stares at the simulators and swears he will concur them once he is old enough. Much to Tim dick and Jason's horror.

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mysteriouslytransparentwitch · 2 months

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energy prince william mornig 14 march2024 tarot

same process as Catherine, we start with the oracle of energies:

interesting, I came across Catherine's energy yet I asked for William! Ok, Catherine is trying to protect her social statue, she comes as queen of coins but she is accompanied by a black cat = she feels unlucky! she is surrounded by her team and is thinking about a transformation (slight because I only have one little butterfly) but she is studying many possibilities for spring. There is an opening emerging, a new energy, we hope to open the door to happy days. Lots of anxiety about a goal we would like to achieve! we are heartbroken because of a storm that is coming or that there is already happening that can disrupt the healing! We are limited in our movements but we are working on a communication strategy to open the doors again and let the light in. Well, I asked again for Prince William, I got 7 cards!!!

it's good, he recognizes that he screwed up, that he was wrong, well he is aware that he can't express his emotions too much but I'm happy to see that he recognizes that he screwed up completely, he is aware that communication has failed, he tries to regain control and work on the communication strategy. Watch out for your ego, William!!!!

with the Akashic tarot: before starting because the cards are very interesting, I am behind Catherine 100%, it is time that she teaches William a lesson, she may not be born with blue blood but believe me she is destined for royalty!!!

therefore, the soul sisters (william and catherine) will meet again physically between spring and winter. William is thinking about what path to take in terms of communication, direction… (he screwed up and he is aware) he comes in a humble way as the king of roses towards Catherine the queen of parchment with her 3rd eye open!!! William is aware that times are very turbulent and that a new communication scandal could happen, he must play intelligently with the help of his wife to get out of there!

he is aware that he must take a new path that he has never taken in relation to health and communication with the rest of the world! he tries to convince others of his idea, of how he imagines, what is interesting in this drawing is that I came across the Adsum card, on this card, you have a guide, two dead elderly people (one man = Philip and a woman = queen) then you have two living people, a man and woman around thirty years old. I imagine he is thinking about how the Queen and Prince Philip would have reacted to this fiasco (not good!!) but above all there is a notion of help and study with books (so learning) there will still be contradictory and turbulent communications (because it is a balance of power that currently exists) We are on a complex construction and transformation because it is their first real crisis as Prince and Princess of Wales (so what will it be like as King and Queen when there will be the government at stake) because I remind you that the united kingdom is a parliamentary monarchy and not an absolute monarchy the government can speak and demand accountability!!! (some people tend to forget this aspect on the forum)

the tarot cards, from a balance of power to a tendency to move away and make one feel alone, we feel diminished for Catherine because she is limited in her actions. She hopes for less criticism and attacks! there is a renewal and a new beginning (william apologized to catherine) in connection with the press, social networks… we try to forget the past and find a balance. Unfortunately for William I see yet another stupid decision that can further shake his status. we tend to play the selfish role when it comes to relationships. there is a press release or sincere information which will talk about the activities over the coming months where we hope to be able to do good but slowly

#british royal family #prince william #tarot reading

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gothfleur · 7 months

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The Prince’s Medic

noctis lucis caelum x gn!reader | sfw | fluff | 1,720 words

summary: after being added to the prince's retinue last minute, reader finds themselves having caught the prince's attention.

wanna read on ao3? read it here!

Everyday with the boys was a surprise.

You were a new addition to the princes’ retinue, being added last minute to look after the prince as a medic. If anything were to happen to him, you were the one who had to make sure he saw it through.

Looking after Noctis was a big responsibility, but being able to divide it with the others made it easier to handle.

It was only a few days into your journey to Altissia, and you quickly noticed the boys had a habit of getting off-track. Going on hunts, missions, fetch quests. They fought hard, and though they always came out victorious, they didn’t always come out unharmed. You had already treated so many wounds. And not just from the Prince, but from everyone else in the group!

After a long day of driving, the boys and you decided to pull over and set up camp for the night. This is a nice little spot... you thought to yourself. The camp overlooked Duscae, lake water sparkling as the sun dipped lower and lower under the horizon.

When Gladiolus was finished with setting up your tent, you stepped inside and immediately tossed your backpack on the folding table you used as a medical station. You had some time left until Ignis was done with dinner, so you decided you should take stock on the medical supplies in your bag.

At this rate, you’d probably gone through 3 packs of bandaids. Mostly on Noctis alone. Out of all the boys, it was him who seemed to visit your tent the most. He’d stop by with the smallest of cuts, ones that most certainly could be left to heal by themselves.

... And then he would often proceed to stay around after you patched him up.

He’d make small talk. Asking how your day was, if you’d eaten, what your interests were. You weren’t stupid, you knew this was his way of hanging out with you. He was just too nervous to ask for it directly, opting to cover it up with “just need a band-aid!”

You smiled to yourself. The prince certainly had caught your eye, and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t have at least a little bit of an interest in him. But, he was a prince. And he was on his way to marry the oracle, who was also his childhood friend.

Maybe his visits were out of platonic affection, maybe he had a romantic interest in you. Part of you wished he did, but you tried to push that thought away. He was practically married already! But then again, as much as you tried to ignore it, you couldn’t deny how his eyes were watching you as you tended to his wounds. Or how his breath seemed to hitch when you touched him. Or even how his skin warmed and his cheeks reddened as you took his temperature with the back of your hand. Or sometimes he’d-

“Y/N? Are you in there?”

A voice from outside the tent pulled you from your thoughts.

“Yup! What’cha need?”

Noctis pulled back the sheet and stepped inside. He clutched his right hand with a rag, a dark red splotch staining the white material.

Speak of the devil...

“Oh jeez, please, sit down.” You motioned to the chair in front of you.

“I was just trying to help Ignis with dinner... turns out I am not good at dicing vegetables. Like, at all.” He sat down and removed the rag, revealing a cut on his pointer finger.

“May I?” You asked, stretching your hand out to take his. Noctis nodded as you lightly took his wrist and observed the wound.

“You’re lucky it’s not deep, you would’ve needed stitches!” Noctis winced as you applied pressure to the still bleeding wound with some gauze.

“Sorry...’ you said, releasing your grip slightly, ‘Can you hold this here for me? I’ll find something to disinfect this with.”

Standing up, you turned to the medical table, finding a bottle of disinfectant and a sterile cloth in your small plastic item organizer.

“This may sting a bit...” you remark, unscrewing the bottle before turning it over onto the cloth.

“It’s okay, I’m stronger than I look, I swear.” The dark haired prince jokes, hand still covering the cut.

You smile, a quiet giggle escaping your mouth.

Crouching in front of him, Noctis removes the gauze. You take his wrist in your hand once again, and begin to clean the wound. You can feel his muscles tense as you gently wipe away the blood.

Looking up, you observe his face. His eyes are scrunched shut, and you can tell he’s biting his bottom lip so as to not let any noise escape.

“I’m sorry, I know how bad this hurts, but I'm almost done!” You say in an attempt to reassure him. However, Noctis just nods his head, eyes unopening as you remove the cloth. Clean enough!

You return to the plastic item organizer, this time grabbing bandages.

“It’s okay to tell me it hurts, you know.”

Noctis opens his eyes, his deep blue gaze piercing right through you. His lips part to speak, but he says nothing. His gaze drops to the floor as you crouch once more.

Slowly, you wrap the bandage around his finger, making sure to not tie it too tightly.

His skin is warm under yours. And surprisingly soft for a man who wields weapons for the better part of a day.

You look back up at him again, his eyes moving from your hands to your face. Warmth creeps up on your cheeks, you look back down and finish wrapping the bandage to escape the growing flutter of butterflies in your stomach.

“How does it feel? Not too tight?” You say, standing up and taking a few steps back.

“Feels a lot better. Thank you, Y/N.” Noctis bends his finger a couple times before looking back at you.

With your work done, Noctis should just head back outside. Your part in helping him was done, over. The smell of Ignis’ cooking began to permeate the air, signaling it was almost time to eat. Yet, neither of you moved. Noctis stayed seated as you kept your gaze on the floor.

“Is there anything else I can do for you?” You say, breaking the silence that had fallen over the two of you.

“There is one more thing... Could you check that cut on my chest? It’s been a few days. Was wondering if I could stop wearing the bandages now.”

“Oh! For sure. I can check that out.” You take a step forward as Noctis’ hands grasp the edge of his black shirt. You quickly averted your eyes to the floor.

Oh my god.

When you first looked after this wound, you weren’t nervous at all. But now, you could feel the tension in the room. There had been one too many wistful glances and the fluttering feeling from earlier was returning.

When you looked back up, Noctis was shirtless.

Don’t look at his face, don’t look at his face, don’t look at his face!

“Can you stand up for me?”

“Mm-hmm.”

Closing the distance, you begin to unwrap the bandages. You prayed he couldn’t see your nervousness. How your hands shook and your breath quickened. It felt as if every cell in your body was tingling, anticipating for something, anything to happen. Loosening the last wrap, the bandages fell to the floor. Leaving Noctis’ skin bare.

All that was left of the cut was a red scar. It was an angry red, a stark contrast against the rest of Noctis’ pale skin. The scarred skin is still a bit bumpy and scabbed, as expected for a healing wound. But hopefully as time passed, the redness would fade and the skin would smoothen.

“So...,’ Noctis began, you looked up at him to see his face was pink, awash with a shy blush, ‘Does it look okay?”

“It’s healed great so far.” You stammer, looking into his eyes.

You both stood still, though closer now. You could feel his breath lightly fanning your face. You could see each eyelash, each mole, how his lips were parted ever so slightly. You heard him inhale, and it felt as if your heart was about to burst from beating so fast. As he opened his mouth to speak, you caught yourself holding your breath.

“Y/N, can I- is it okay If I kiss you?”

“Yes, please.”

Noctis bent down tentatively. your lips only brushed at first, he pulled back briefly before leaning down again and pressing gently into your lips. His mouth was soft, almost pillowy against your own. Warmth spread across your entire body; from the top of your head, and to the tips of your toes. His hand reached up to cup the right side of your face, pulling you closer to him as the kiss deepened.

There was no desperation, no biting, no sloppy attempt at using tongue. There was just you and him, moving together in harmony

You placed your hand atop his while his thumb lightly stroked your face. When he broke the kiss, you immediately missed the feeling of his lips on yours. He pulled back once more, this time enough to look at you. Your tousled hair, your eyes, and your lips, which were now subtly pinker from the gentle pressure of his own.

“You don’t know how long I wanted to do that.” He smiled, looking down at you as you laid your face on his chest to hide your embarrassment. You could hear his heart beating, a rhythm so sweet it could lull you to sleep.

A hand came to rest on the back of your head, smoothing your hair.

You wanted nothing more than to stay here like this forever.

But just then, Prompto burst through the tent door.

“Ooooohhhhh... So that’s what was taking so long in here...’ Prompto’s lips curled into a devilish grin, ‘I’d love to let you have your moment, but like food is ready, so...”

“God! Prompto, get out!” Noct yelled, scrambling to grab his shirt from the chair. Prompto laughed, dashing out of the tent as he yelled for Gladiolus and Ignis.

“He is soooo never letting this go...” you whimper.

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The fear: Jason Todd x fem!reader part 4

part 1

part 2

part 3

Driving back to Gotham was…. Intense. A lot of memories started creeping inside Y/N mind, both wanted and unwanted, good and bad. Most of them were about her time with batboys, all the fun and fear combined, but on the other part there were recollections of her father’s lab, late nights working on some chemicals and substances.

Even the weather seemed to fit into her melancholic mood, since satisfying Gotham notoriety as the most depressing city in the world it started heavy raining the second she get into the car…..

“Oh, boys…. What did you got yourself into this time?” she sighed, trying to focus on the road.

One year ago.

The boys were out, as usual, doing their usual crime-fighting vigilante shit. All four of them, even if Y/N and Babs were repeatedly warning Bruce that making them work together was not a good idea. However, Batman was not known for his listening-to-reason skills. Instead of changing plans, he decided to involve Cass and Steph into the mission as well, treating them like some sort of safety valve in case his sons really started fighting themselves.

Chemist and Oracle stayed in the batcave, in front of the computer, shaking their heads in disapproval as they watched how the patrol was going. Bruce and Dick dealt with the problem head-on, Jason went rouge and solo within first five minutes, Tim was trying his best to hold back Damian, who became unhinged with his katana and only Cass and Steph were doing good work.

“This is a disaster….” Babs muttered rubbing her forehead

��Yeah, tell me something new.” Y/N muttered, biting on the cracker. She never cared about Bruce’s rule prohibiting food in the cave. “Maybe we should use…..”

“Y/N…..” Babs warned the other girl

“What?” Y/N shrugged “you know my mixtures never fail. And look at them, they are going to get hurt…”

“They always get hurt. Shall I remind you, your boyfriend got so badly hurt he actually died?”

“Well thanks for the reminder, Oracle. Do you wish for Dick to go through the same or do you want to actually be a life safer?”

“They would hate our interference….” Babs smiled mischievously

“And?” Y/N smirked, her eyes glistening

“Let’s do this.”

So the girls took matters into their own hands, sending one of Wayne’s remotely controlled robot loaded with Y/N’s chemicals to remedy the situation. Thankfully, all the Waynes were quick enough to wrap their heads around what was happening to cover their faces and not inhale any of it. Within seconds, all the criminals were unconscious on the ground.

“That’s a win for us, Babs!” Y/N smiled and high-fived her friends.

“Y/N……” Bruce warning tone reverberated in the comms.

“Oh, shit…..”

***

“Why am I the only one here? Babs was involved as well!” the second Batman got back from mission he summoned Y/N to have a conversation. And now, she was facing him, all alone, trying not to become intimidated.

“We both know it was your idea. You really know how to mess around.”

“And that makes me a perfect addition to the family, doesn’t it?”

“Y/n…..” Bruce sighed deeply. He hated to admit it, but he had soft spot for her.

“What, Bruce? Why are you like this? You know well enough you were outnumbered there. You had zero chances, even if you decided to work together. What was I supposed to do? Watch you all get beaten to death? I’ve …. I’ve been through it once when Jay….. “ she inhaled calming herself down. That was in the past. “Sorry.” She shook her head getting rid of the memories. That was not the way to convince Bruce “When you took me in, after my parents went haywire, the only thing I wanted was to be useful, to help. I am not a front-line fighter, but ever since I’ve been doing my best. Having your backs. And now you want to punish me for this?”

“I don’t want to punish you.” Bruce whispered

“What? You don’t?”

“No. It was a good call.”

“Um…. Thank you?”

“You can go now. “

“If that’s your way of thanking me, then you are welcome.” she smirked and Bruce mimicked this expression “Are you all right, Bruce? Anything broken?”

“I’m fine. But if there’s any of that healing serum of yours left then…..”

“I was supposed to save it for Jay, but he would probably refuse to take it, damn his ego.” Y/N shrugged “and since you asked so nicely….” She reached to her pocket and retrieved a small vial tossing it to Batman “enjoy.”

***

“Oh, there she is. Finally. I see you handled Bruce by yourself.” Jason was already in his room, laying on the bed on his back, turning towards the door when she came through them.

“I’ve been doing it for the last couple years. Unlike someone else I know, I learn from experience.” She came closer and sat on the bed, close enough to see his face in the dim room but not enough for him to touch her.

“Someone else, huh?” Jason scoffed trying to grab her, but hissed in pain and fell back immediately “Fuck.”

“Mhm. You’re just proving my point here. Stay down.”

“I thought you preferred me on top.” He smirked devilishly

“On top of your stupidity, for sure.” She rolled her eyes, but moved just a tiny-teeny bit closer.

“In comparison to anyone else in this family I am practically a genius.”

“A genius in the kindergarten.”

“Still, a genius.” He groaned when the change in position made the injured part of his abs hurt.

“Where does it hurt?” she asked calmly

“Nowhere.”

“Stop it, you fool. I told you hundreds of times – you don’t have to act stronger than you really are when you’re with me.”

“I don’t. I am the strongest one in the family.”

“The strongest and the smartest? God, how did I get so lucky to end up with you?”

“I keep asking myself the same question.”

“How did I get so lucky with you?” she raised an eyebrow in confusion

“Oh, you silly one….” He smiled and lifted himself up a bit (surprisingly noting hurt at the moment) capturing her lips in his. The kiss was soft, slow and gentle. He was never good with words, but his actions spoke for themselves and she knew it. She loved him and he loved her. He pulled away after a few seconds and cupped her cheek, connecting their foreheads “tease….” He whispered

“Look who’s talking.” Her hands sneaked up his arms and shoulders, locking on his neck not wanting to let him go, not just yet. Enjoying this little moment just between two of them, without interruption of his family, or the work or some sort of emergency.

“I missed you.”

“How could you missed me, if you saw me a few hours ago?”

“I don’t know. But I did. Can’t hold that against me. ” Jay rubbed her cheek affectionately.

“Good thing I missed you too, Jaybird.”

“Stay with me? I might need some comfort after I got so badly bruised.”

“I thought you were the strongest in the family?”

“And that is why you should stay with me. If anything happens I am the only one to protect you…..”

“I’ll stay with you” she pecked his lips quickly and he smiled lightly “but only because I want to see if you can live up to your words. Now scooch over, I need some place for myself if….”

“Oh, no, you don’t….” he grinned and pulled her on top of him, so that she was lying fully on his chest, his arms tightly wrapped around her, his breath steady and calming.

“Jay, what about your injuries…..”

“Irrelevant.” He muttered holding her even closer “You’re my only focus now. “

***

Now

She stopped her car in front of Wayne Manor, a tad anxious, not sure if she should rush to the door or rather prolong the moment of seeing him again. However, considering all the security cameras and her bat-friends instincts they already knew she was there. No turning back now she thought to herself and gathering all her confidence walked towards the door.

“Hello, Alfred” she smiled when familiar face showed on the other side

“Hello, miss Y/N. Welcome home.”

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THE HIGH LORD OF NIGHT COURT; SEO CHANGBIN

PAIRINGS. highfae!changbin x springcourt!reader

WC. 6.7k

SYNOPSIS. When you run away from spring court and cross the lines into night court, changbin immediately recognizes you as his enimies little sister. He lets you stay, saying it's just to make him mad, but in reality it's because his mating bond activated.

WARNINGS. oral (f receiving), multiple sex scenes (two), fingering, mentions of breeding, unprotected sex, mentions of mating (THIS IS NOT A A/BO FIC)

TAGLIST. @kosmoreads @hipsdofangirl @imhyvnjin @lovemepie67 @chvnnie @hgema @candiecans @my-name-is-namename @yourhwngness @midsoulz @jessyrdn @cutielittlepie @intomysoul-555 @cxentrxcks @yurippiefelix @missrobyn81 @stayinthemirohwoo @3retcha @lifeissteph @skzfelixlove @reiheis @chereshnyya @levantea @why-am-i-sad @blankdyean @kunstistliebchen @userbangchan @fairywriter-oracle @elmi-chan @compersian @mal-lunar-28 @n4tiii @ddazed-lhs @felixcharmerera @ch4nniebang @hyunibinnie @fairyyeo @reddesert-healourblues @fxckedupbitch

DISCLAIMER! THIS IS NOT AFFILIATED WITH THE BOOK SERIES BUT IT WILL HAVE REFERENCES TO THE BOOK.

You loved your brother, you did. but god was he controlling sometimes— he controlled everyone in spring court, he was a busy man and you were an adult, so why did he make it his mission to always be in your business.

"Lee know said he caught you trying to sneak back in through the border of the mortal realm." you scoffed, turning to lee know. "snitch." he shrugged.

"＿＿, you think this is a joke— you went there, knowing jaebum was recently murdered, have you learned nothing." you rolled your eyes.

"Please, like i'd let a mortal kill me." he sighed angrily, slamming his hands on the table, making you jump. "jesus chan!"

"Don't act like this is just you coming in late at night, you keep crossing the border, you're powerless- i can thank you for that." you mumbled. "you can thank yourself for that, i told you there are consequences for your actions—you disobeyed me, and i told you what would happen if you did."

"It wasn't that big of a deal."

"Wasn't that big of a deal— you tried to cross the border, you could've died!" you stood up, tired of his yelling. "but i didn't, let it go."

"How about you grow up, you're always claiming you're an adult, then act like one, or the next time you find yourself in a dangerous situation, i'll let you die like the idiot you are." it was silent, no one ever bothered to intervene when you got into these arguments.

"I hate you." you spat, walking away from the table, and making your way to your room, you weren't gonna stay here and take this, you were leaving, for good this time.

Waiting for everyone to fall asleep, you put on your shoes, making your way to the stables where the horses were stored.

"Hello midnight." you patted the horse you used to ride when you were younger. "long time no see, me and you are gonna get out of this wretched place." the animal huffed in response. "you don't have much of a choice."

You climbed on the back of the animal, shushing her when she began to make a lot of noise. "you're gonna wake up the staff hush." you held the strap, keeping her steady, "okay, let's get out of here." you slowly took off— just until you crossed the gate of the castle, then you commanded the horse to go faster, and you watch as the castle became smaller and smaller until it was no longer in sight.

You rode and rode throughout spring court, without a care in the world, you finally felt free from your brother and the spring court castle... well that was until midnight came to a stop.

"Midnight, what the hell?"

The steed nudged her head forward, almost as if it was trying to tell you something. "what is it?" you look forward, finally realizing that you were at the border... the border of night court.

"He'd never think i went into night court, he'd search the mortal realm first." you ushered the horse along, but she resisted. "go midnight." the horse huffed, before continuing on slowly.

You could definitely tell you weren't in the spring-court anymore, everything was covered in weird artwork. "we must be in the hewn city, it's just like they described it." you whispered, trying not alert anyone, walking further through the streets of the hwen city.

The more you walked, the more worked up midnight became. "midnight, calm down why are you act- i know a spring-couet faerie when i see one?" the voice sent shivers down your spine, and apparently midnights too, because before you could even react, midnight stood on her hind legs, sending you flying to the ground, before she took off in the other directions.

"Shit."

"That must've hurt." you could just tell he had ill intentions. "oh? that's a pretty gold necklace." his eyes raked down your body, making you feel uncomfortable. you quickly jumped to your feet as he walked closer to you.

"N-no it's mines." you rubbed your elbow that stung from your fall. his lips curled into a sinister smile. "oh, i didn't ask, give it." he backed you into a wall. "and i'll let you live."

You felt his hand on your waist, pulling you against him. "let me go!" his laugh showed you he didn't really care. "feisty one, maybe i'll keep you, see how long you can put up a fight." he held both your wrist together to keep you from hitting him. "see how long it takes to break you."

You tried to scream, but he just held his free hand over your mouth. "shut the fuck up." his hands were rough on your lips, as his hand reached up to grab your necklace.

"Come on, leave her alone."

A voice spoke from behind. "you can't be serious trying to rob her of a necklace." he was definitely more built then the asshole who was currently pining you to a wall.

"Aw come on, looks like she's having fun though, i'll share her." you locked eyes with the raven haired man, and he could tell you were scared. he walked closer towards you and the asshole, who still hadn't turned around yet, grabbing his shoulder.

"Look i don't normally even ask, if you don't want to share her then get the fuck-" his voice got caught in his throat once he locked eyes with the mystery man. "w-what a-are you doing h-here, in the h-hewn city?"

"My business here doesn't concern you, i told you to let her go." the asshole immediately let you go, trembling in fear. "no go before it's you who is pressed against the wall, but i'll snap your neck." his tone serious, sent the asshole running tail tucked between his thighs.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." you wiped all the dirt from your dress. "tha- don't worry about it." he interjected. "hold up, i know who you are." shit, you were caught. "what's chan's little sister doing here in night-court? you're a long way from home." he smirked, but it wasn't sinister like the previous guy, more so mischievous.

"It doesn't matter." you tried to walk away, but he grabbed your arm, preventing you from doing so. "let me go." you tried to pull away. "i could let you go, let the people here have there way with you, or you could come with me and you can get that elbow checked out, your choice spring-court." you snatched your arm away.

"My name is ＿＿." he quirked up an eyebrow. "and fine, i'll go—only because i don't want to run into that asshole again." he chuckled. "my carriage is over there, let's go." you stopped.

"You're carriage?" he rolled his eyes. "you're the high fae."

"Changbin is fine, now let's go before i change my mind." he led you to the carriage. you climbed up sitting on the opposite side of him, holding your elbow. "not much of a talker are you?"

"You're stranger." you stared out the window.

"But here you are, in my carriage, about to go to my castle." his tilted his head. "just drive please, my elbow is killing me." you snapped.

"Yikes. you are something else, you heard her, let's go."

Not much wasn't said on the way there, but changbin couldn't keep his eyes off of you. he was intrigued, why were you here? you're practically royalty yourself, so why were you alone, in the hewn village of all places, without guards? and where were your powers? you should've been able to easily throw that man off of you.

You eventually arrived at the doors of his castle, stepping out of the carriage, 3 of his servants waited at the door for him, one of them taking his jacket. "let's get that arm checked out, mrs.jung escort her to the left wing, the rest of you get back to work." he spoke with such dominance, everyone scrambled to do whatever they were instructed to do.

"Let's go, the left wing is that way." she walked and you took it as a sign to follow her.

"It's just some blood and bruise, you should be fine, the pain should decrease within a few days, the bleeding in a few hours." the woman stood up. "It's just a little boo boo." changbin stood in the threshold.

"Leave us mrs jung." the woman nodded, before leaving the room quietly, closing the room door. he moved over to the seat in front of you, eyes never leaving yours as he took a seat, crossing his arm, biceps flexing.

"What, why are you looking at me like that?" there we was again with that stupid smirk. "no need to be so uptight, just want to ask you some questions, that's all." he sat back in his seat.

"What?"

"Why are you in here in night-court, alone?" he questioned. "royalty like you just doesn't waltz into night-court without multiple guards surrounding you."

"I ran away." he sat up, intrigued. "ran away? why, and why'd you allow that asshole to pin you down like that—unless you like things like, but that guy should've been lightwork for a fae like you."

"You ask a lot of questions." who was he to ask all these questions, was he gonna tell on you or something. "but since you want to know so bad, i ran away because i wanted to get away from my controlling brother, he doesn't allow me to do what i want, then he yells at me to be an adult."

He shook his head, "and what is it that you wanted to do princess?" that new name sending a chill down your spine, changbin smirking, watching your eyes widen a bit. "c-cross t-the border to the mortal realm." he laughed.

"Why would you want to go to that wretched place?" he noticed your face, deciding not to press for now. "well, what about your abilities, what happened to them?" he changed the subject.

"i got them stripped away." he scoffed. "of course you did." He stood up, walking slowly over to you.

"W-what are you doing?..."

"The sister of my sworn enemy, i could have a alot of fun with this." it never stopped to occur to you that he was a enemy of you're brother. "y-you can't keep me prisoner here." he chuckled, bringing his hand to your cheek. "princess, if i wanted to imprison you, i could." you were about smack his hand away when he grabbed your hand.

"You're powerless, remember."

His laugh was tantalizing, he dropped your hand in your laugh, letting your cheek go. "but, i have a different agenda in mind, you can stay here." he said. you were confused, "stay here?"

He nodded. "sure. why not, first your brother will look in the mortal realm for you, thinking you finally crossed the border, for a few days, he'll be stressed , angry— and for me, that's the enough, then." it was your turn to scoff. "so you're doing this just to piss my brother off?"

"I could let you die out there, and call him to tell him, his cries of agony and mourning of your death would still make me smile for the next following months, either way i win." he looked at you with a 'what's it gonna be' look.

"where will i sleep?" you coughed awkwardly. "i'll get mrs. jung to show you to your room, don't worry, i'll sure it's fit for royalty such as yourself." you rolled your eyes, not noticing his smile as he walked out of the room.

—

Mrs. jung escorted you to your room, the decor much more darker than the your normal room back in spring-court. "he requested you have this room, it's one of the best rooms here." you sat down in the bed. "it's nice."

"Seeing as you don't have any clothes, he's taken it upon himself to request the tailor to design a few for you, be warned, they're fit to his liking." you rolled your eyes. "of course he did." she pointed to bed. "you'll find everything you need in there for tonight, it's late you should get ready for bed." she left you alone, closing the door behind her.

why did he make you feel like this.

You decided to take just a quick bath, just to wash the dirt from your fall off your body, stepping out, wrapping the towel around your body when the water grew cold.

You eyed the black night gown sitting on the bed, picking it up to feel the fabric. "pretty isn't it?" you whipped your body around so fast your towel almost fell down, but luckily you grabbed it tightening your grip on it.

"Oh wow, i didn't think we'd move this fast, i don't mind it though." you wanted to smack that smirk right off his face. "i'm kidding, i just wanted to see if you had gotten settled in." he said.

"I did, you can go now." instead he didn't leave, he just inched closer and closer, backing up you didn't realize the chair was behind you, until the back of your legs hit it. "g-go."

The close proximity was killing you, and he was aware of it "g-go."

"go before i- what?" he grabbed your arm. "what are you gonna do?" he whispered, you tried to pull your arm away, but his serious face made you stop immediately.

"Good girl, i just want to check the bandage on your elbow." he lifted your arm, you used the other to hold the towel.

"Why do you keep trying to cross the border to the mortal realm?" he unwrapped the bandage. " there must be a reason why you keep going back?" you shrugged.

"Because i've been told my entire life listen to your brother." "he's older than you, so he's right." "your brother just wants the best, it's so annoying, im my own person you know." he nodded, feeling for you.

"How close have you've gotten?" he questioned. you sighed. "not close, chan is always there to find me." he laughed, you stared blankly at him. "it isn't funny." you went to slap him, but like before he grabbed your hand.

"You'd have to let your towel go to use the other one, i have no problem if you want to be naked princess, but i bet it would be embarrassing for you." his eye's traveled down, smirking.

You looked down, horror evident in your face. how the hell did you forget you were naked? "get out!" he stood up, laughing on his way out. "good night princess." he closed the door.

"Asshole." you let out a yell of frustration, not knowing he was laughing on the other side of the door, he thought you were cute.

Sitting on the bed with a huff, you slipped into the night gown, noticing the little bit of blood poking through the badge, thinking about the minutes before, when changbin had just wrapped it.

"Idiot." you unrolled it, doing it the right way. "you did it wrong." a smile creeping up on your face, he was cute.

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The next morning you woke up pretty late, you weren't in your realm, so you didn't have any duties to do, why not sleep in a little late.

"You're up." mrs. jung stood in the door. "finally, I don't know if that's how they do it in the spring court, but here we get up on time for breakfast." you laughed, embarrassed. "for you, he made the cooks fix you breakfast, it's waiting for you." you nodded.

"Hurry and get dressed." she closed the door. "what a cold lady." you shook your head, deciding not to let it bother you, getting up to get ready for today.

"He has got to be kidding?" you scoffed as the tailor helped put the dress on, the black longsleeve dress, that went to the middle of your thighs, a slit in the side, with a deep plunge.

"Beautiful ain't it." you rolled your eyes at the familiar voice. "I knew you'd look amazing in it." he ordered the tailor to leave.

"Absolutely ravishing."

"A bit short, don't you think?" he shook his head no. "of course not! i personally think it should be shorter, maybe right..." you gasped as his hand touched the side of your thigh, slowly pulling up the fabric of the dress, stopping. "here." he smirked at your flustered face.

"I can see how frustrated you are, you thinking of something naughty princess?" he chuckled, pulling away. "s-shut up." you frowned. "it's okay if you are, i had a naughty thought about you too, i can't tell you though, i want to keep it to myself."

"I didn't ask."

"So mean princess, i get you all these nice clothes, and you treat me like this." he pouted, but your face still stayed stone. "what do you want?"

"I just wanted to see your beautiful face, i'll be out for the day, i'll be back later this evening, you may do whatever you want, but i wouldn't recommended going out to the city, cause you know." you nodded, "we're are you going?"

"Why will you miss me?"

"No, but i'd rather not be left here if you so happen to die." he grabbed his chest jokingly, which looked like it was about to burst from his black button up shirt. "ouch, that hurts princess." he smiled. "I'll be back soon, i promise." you nodded as he walked to the door, turning to face you once again.

"You really do look beautiful." You tried to contain the smile that crept up on your face, but he saw it, he chose to keep quiet though, closing the door, smiling to himself.

"Have you told her?" He turned, facing the woman. "About the mating bond? have you told her that she's your mate?" he sighed. "mrs. jung, i met her yesterday, how do just tell someone something like that, someone of another court, and your enemy's sister at that."

"She knows what it is, she isn't stupid." changbin walked away, her following right behind. "yeah well it hasn't even activated for her yet, so it might not even be her." the woman grabbed him, stopping.

"But it activated for you. you said it as soon as you heard her call out for help, it activated." he shrugged. "i don't know what's going on, besides she has a lot going on right now with her brother, she doesn't need this—so drop it for now, i'll figure it out later. i have to go." and like that, the man was gone.

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And he stayed gone for 2 whole days, leaving you lonely, and you had to admit— not having him around, you definitely felt a little ping in your heart that you couldn't understand why.

Not being able to do anything, you stayed in your room, reading the books mrs. jung bought you, even though she complained the entire time.

Quickly the new day bled into a new night, and you grew quite hungry.

You remember the words mrs. jung told you as she left for the evening 'the staff made deserts for you, if you want one, they're in the kitchen, ring for help if you need it.' you didn't need to ring for help, the kitchen wasn't that far away, sliding your slippers on, making your way to the kitchen.

You were greeting in the kitchen by the smell of different desserts sitting on the table, stomach rumbling with hunger. you picked up a chocolate chip cookie, taking a bite, moaning at sweet treat on your tongue.

"Such a pretty noise." changbin stood in the corridor of the kitchen. "you're back?" you said, mouth full of cookie, biting back a smile in relief. "where were you for two days?" he made is way over to you. "you missed me did you?" he smiled. "no, i was bored, there's nothing to do here."

"You're so cold." he pouted. "i missed you." you rolled your eyes. "i did." his voice a bit more deeper. "i was in agony for 2 days without you." he was getting closer and closer, much like this morning. "c-changbin, s-stop playing around." he was getting frustrated, he wished the mating bond would just activate already.

"I'm not playing around princess."

He knew he wasn't supposed to rush the mating bond, but no one said anything about having any fun— maybe the bond will activate.

He now was standing behind you, caging you in between him and the table. "you're wearing the nightgown i picked out for you." he held the end of the gown, slowly dragging his hand , the dress going up exposing your underwear. "you look so sexy."

"We shouldn't be doing this." you bit back a moan, as he turned you around, face him. "what's stopping us?" he pulled you into a hungry kiss, swallowing the moan in your throat.

"There's no one here." his hands danced across your panty line, "no one to stop us." his hands finding his way into your panties, cupping your heat. "changbin." you moaned, grabbing his shoulder to keep upright.

"You're so wet princess, you tried to resist me, but this whole time you're soaked down here."

He drew circles on your clit, letting you grind down on his hand. "that's it — fuck yourself on my hand." he attacked your neck with kisses. "im gonna add a finger, okay?" you moaned, nodding.

he slowly pushed a finger into your aching hole, you let out a whine as he pulled out, sliding back in. "So fucking tight, gonna let me split you open with my fat cock? hmm, fuck my cock into you." your mind was somewhere else, moaning in agreement.

"Yes! yes, fuck! im about to cum." he smirked, adding another finger, speeding up to get you to cum, so he could finally fuck you. "go a head and cum baby princess."

"Oh my- fuckkk!" you screamed, cumming on his fingers. "that's a good girl, keep cumming." he rode out your high.

He gently picked you up, sitting you on the counter, his clothed cock twitching against your heat. "changbin....i want you." you desperately grounded your hips against him, he bit back a groan, reaching under your dress pulling down your underwear.

"Jesus, you made such a big mess." he toyed with your clit, using his free hand to unbuckle his pants, pulling his cock out precum leaking from his tip. "please." you moaned when he pressed his cock at your entrance, your cunt fluttering just from the action.

"I'm not even in you yet and you're moaning so prettily." He slowly pushed the tip of his cock into you, watching your cunt swallow his cock. "princess you're taking me so well." you moaned, moving your hips, signaling for him to go faster. "please...please go faster."

"You want me to go faster?" he teased, you nodded. "p..please, changbin." he chuckled before picking up his pace. "oh fuck!" you screamed as he slammed into you. "that's it princess, let it all out." he raised his hands to squeeze your boobs, you clenched around him hard. "fuck- you're gonna cum princess again-" you cut him off with a moan. "yes!"

"fuck princess me too." he groaned, kissing you passionately. "cum for me." he whispered in your ear, biting the lobe a bit, sending you into another powerful orgasm. "that's it- fuck!" he pulled out, tugging at his cock, white pouring out of his cock, landing on your stomach.

You breathed heavily, eyes fluttering. "You felt so good princess." he held your exhausted body against his.

"Let's get you to bed okay?" he held you so gently as he carried you to his bedroom, not wanting to let you go, even for a second when he had to clean you up.

"Princess?" he noticed your sleeping body...it hadn't activated yet.

He felt his heart about to burst in sadness, he was so sure it was gonna activate. he heard of male fae going crazy if the mate bond was denied, but not when it hasn't even been activated yet.

Or has it? had you found out without him knowing and rejected it? his head was spinning, he was slowly losing his mind, coming out from his head when he felt your body shifted. "C...changbin." you sighed.

"It's okay, i'm here." he layed beside you, pulled your frame against his. "Please don't reject it." he whispered to himself, not even noticing the tear drops falling from his face.

"Please don't reject me."

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You woke up the next morning back against changbin's buff chest, arm around your waist tightly. "changbin i can barely-" it felt like the wind had been knocked out of you as you turned your body to face him.

It can't be...

"This can't be right." almost as if changbin felt it too, he slowly arouse from his slumber. "what's- this is wrong." you slid your body away from him. "this isn't possible."

Changbin could feel his mind slowly slip into more madness. "please... please listen to me, i know it was weird, but it can't be helped." he tried to grab your hand, but you pulled away.

"You knew already?"

"Since the day i saw you, but yours hadn't activated, well until now."

You were in shock, you didn't know what to feel, he was from a different court, you never heard of something like this before. "my brother won't allow this, and we need his blessing."

"b.but please don't reject it just yet, please i know you feel something too, you wouldn't have let me do what i did yesterday." he was right, you wouldn't just have sex with anybody, you felt something there for him.

"Just please give me a chance, just get dressed okay? i want to show you something." you could see the desperation in his eyes. "please."

"okay."

The staff helped you get ready for the day, a longer dress, similar style to the short one. "you look beautiful." changbin didn't have a flirty remark today, not when he was about to figure out if he was about to be rejected or not.

"thank you." he hesitantly took your hand. "we have to get there by winnowing, is that okay with you?" you nodded, "that's fine." you whispered, nodding he let out a deep shaking sigh, he closed his eyes, concentrating so that you'd get there safely.

Before you could blink, you were standing outside a building, no longer in the hwen city. "what is this?" you looked turned to changbin. "my home." he said, you looked at him with confusion. "what?'

"This is velaris, the house of wind to be exact, my real home." you were even more confused now. "but- please let's just get upstairs, i'll explain everything then."

"we have to fly up, winnowing isn't allowed in, and the only other way is climbing 10,000 stairs." he said, smiling when you chuckled for the first time that day at such a ridiculous thing. "well when chan took away my abilities, he took away all of them." he gently wrapped a protective arm around your waist. "i can fly us both up."

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, holding on tightly as you felt your legs leave the ground. "i won't let you fall, i promise." he whispered into your ear as he made his way up, slow that you wouldn't be too afraid.

"You can open your eyes now." he said once your feet hit solid ground, "see, we're safe." you looked around the new place, it was less extravagant than any castle you lived in, but it wasn't any less beautiful, it was comfortable, something you would love to live in.

"It's beautiful." you said. "but this doesn't explain it, you said this is your home, then what is the hewn city?"

"The hewn city is a dangerous place, but it's still part of night court." he started, "the faeries of hwen city never accepted me as the high-fae, due to me being half illyrian, but the fae of velaris did. so when my dad passed away, he put a spell on velaris, sealing it away from anyone outside of it, letting everyone believe that the hewn city is what night-court really is, and that im the scary evil high fae ." he explained.

"This place is a secret, so please, even if you decide to reject the mating bond, please keep this place a secret, for the faeries safety." he looked at you with soft caring eyes, he wasn't the scary guy everyone thought he was, he got scared to, he cared for people too." you nodded. "i promise." you smiled, grabbing his hand.

"My closest inner circle live here, from the dangers of everything else." he showed you around the house of wind. "meaning?" before you could get a answer, the door flew open.

"Changbin! you're home." A bunch of people crowded into the room, startling you. "it's only been a day, did you finish the secret business that quickly?" a raven haired boy went in for a handshake. "almost." he returned the handshake.

"Your family." everyone turned to you, finally noticing your presence. "yes, my family." he said.

"That's my sister." he pointed to a young girl. "yeonjun and chan but everyone calls him dino, they aren't blood related- hey, blood doesn't matter." the boys interrupted him. "i was gonma say that, if would've let me finish." you smiled.

"And, that's my- his mother." the older woman strided towards you in such a graceful manner. "i knew he wasn't just staying in the hewn city for fun." she smiled, taking your hand into hers, before turning to him.

"You met your mate, and decided to keep her in the hewn city?" everyone was silent again. "i..i didn't want her to reject me, and you guys watch me slowly go insane." he scratched the back of his neck.

"So you accepted?" you swallowed nervously. "well- she's a spring court faerie, her brother is bangchan." changbin quickly spoke up.

There was a collective 'oh'.

"She isn't sure what to do, her brother will never allow this, i wanted to show her this before she makes her decision." you lowered your head in embarrassment.

"I haven't made a decision yet." you finally spoke up. "well do you love my son?" his mother was talking to you again.

"I do feel something for him, my parents died when i was young and my brother has raised me practically all my life, it hasn't been the best, seeing as my predicament, so im not sure what love really is." you told her.

"Well whatever it is im sure you'll figure it out, i can understand where your brother is coming from, his father's parent weren't to happy with me being illyrian, but we didn't let it get in the way of our love, and you shouldn't either." you nodded. "thank you."

"I won't force you to accept my son and marry him just because he's your mate, but please take that into consideration." you could see the sadness in everyones eyes. "i will, i promise."

"You two have a lot to talk about, so we'll leave you be." everyone left the room, leaving you and changbin alone.

He showed you around velaris, the different shops and restaurants, everything, telling you different stories about his family; how he, yeonjun and chan would get in so much trouble, because they would sneak and fly away and eat snacks when they were supposed to be training, or his sister dressing him in her dresses when they were much younger.

"No she didn't!" you giggled as your feet touched the ground of the house of wind once more. "yes, yes she did, whenever she didn't want to play with her dolls, she would dress me up." he said in between laughs.

"Your family is beautiful." you spoke up after a few seconds of silence. "they are, i love them so much." he smiled, his family meant everything to him... you including. "and it's really beautiful here." you walked out on the balcony that over looked velaris.

"This would be our home, you'd be free here." he followed you, caging you in between him and the railing, just like yesterday. "i wouldn't allow you to feel any pain here." he wrapped his arms around your waist. "no worries." he softly kissed your neck. "c-changbin." you moaned soflty, but he shushed you by planting another soft kiss on your neck.

"wouldn't you like that?" kiss "have no worries?" kiss "being my cute little wife, letting me take care of everything?" kiss.

You heart felt like it was gonna burst, you wanted to say yes so bad, nothing was stopping you. "say yes." your head fell on his shoulders as his hands traveled up your dress, squeezing your boobs through the dress.

"don't fight it."

"Changbin, i want you." you wanted him, in everyway possible... you needed him. "i need you so bad."

"Then you have me." he turned you around kissing you, it much softer than last night, but not failing to make your head spin. "let go baby, i got you." he held right below your ass, lifting you up and carrying you to the bed.

"I told you i won't let you fall." he whispered into your ear, leaving a small kiss behind, working his way down your neck. "let's take this off you." he sat you up, unzipping the dress, pulling it over your head, throwing it somewhere. "so pretty, my princess so pretty." he undid your bra, you boobs falling, jiggling at the impact. "so fucking pretty."

He softly pushed you on your back, setting himself in between your legs. "c...changbin, p...please." you mewled impatiently. "i'll give you want princess, be patient." he kissed the inside of your thighs. "you smell amazing, i've been wanting to taste you since the moment i saw you." he pulled your underwear, leaving you fully naked.

He gave your clit a kiss before he spreaded your folds open, licking a stripe up your clit, eating you like a starved man. "fuck changbin!" your hands tangled in his hair, tugging at it everytime he teased the entrance of your cunt. "ple..lease."

changbin was in heaven, you tasted heavenly. "you want more?" the tip of his finger prodding at your entrance, you let out moan, as he slowly slid a finger in, continuing his assault on your pussy, eyes rolling to the back of your head as the knot in your tummy began to tighten.

"C...changbin, im gonna- cum go a head, i want you to cum on my tongue." his lewd words setting you off, grinding down his face as you came. "fuck." you tried to catch your breath. "i knew you taste so sweet." he left you even more breathless.

Changbin stood up to get rid of all his clothes, settling right in between your legs again, his cock standing tall on his abdomen, pink tip leaking. "p..please put it in." you begged so sweetly for him.

He grabbed the base of cock, lining his tip at your puffy cunt, your hips twitched. "look at your pretty cunt all ready for me." he slid right in.

"F...fuck s..so wet, j..just slid right in." he pulled out, pushing into you fully, groaning at the way your pussy tightened around him. "so t...tight, gonna fuck you everyday, until your cunt is used to me." his thrust becoming harsher and needier with every lewd word. "gonna let me stretch you open?"

"yes... yes- fuck!" you couldn't even think with the way he was fucking into. "then say you accept me." he was in the same boat you were, not being able to think, saying anything his brain could muster. "say it!"

"I accept you!" you screamed, it being cut off by his rough kissing. "then cum." he toyed with your clit. "fucking cum for me, my little wife." him calling you his wife set you off and you came with a scream. "g..good fucking girl." his hips stuttered before he pulled out cumming on your abused pussy.

"Oh fuck, i love you." he breathed.

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After accepting the mating bond, you and changbin lived in pure harming for the next few months. getting to know his family and him better; planning the mating ceremony with changbins mother and sister, and getting to see the dynamic between changbin and his friends, only for him to tell you to keep it a secret from everyone because he was supposed to be a "evil cold head fae", which you agreed to with a laugh.

But with the ceremony approaching soon, you knew you couldn't hold it off anymore; you needed to talk to chan, you need his blessing.

"He's gonna say no, i just know, i mean we have never gotten along." you and changbin stood outside of your old castle. "don't work yourself up, what happened to my "cold evil head fae"." he scoffed.

"You try being on this end." you laughed, grabbing his face, kissing his pouted lips. "come on, remember what you said huh? cute little wife." he kissed his teeth.

"Don't use what i say during sex against me." you smiled, grabbing his hand. "come on my big scary husband." you pushed the huge doors to the castle open.

"Mrs. jung!" you called out to the older lady.

"＿＿? is that you?" you heard the lady rush out of the room. "my heavens, it's you!" the woman who helped raise you, pulled in her embrace. "it's been months, we didn't know what happened, we thought you finally got into the mortal realm and something bad happened " she squeezed you.

"I'm fine, although a lot had happened." her eyes traveled to changbin. she was about to say something, when a voice boomed throughout the whole house.

"The hell are you doing here?" chan stomped down the step, heading straight towards changbin, a girl following behind him trying to stop him. "chan wait a minute." you stepped in front of both of them.

"Did you have something to do with this, did you hurt her?" you pushed him back. "stop it ch-" you suddenly taken aback when his arms wrapped tightly around you. "don't do that again, i thought you finally crossed the border to the mortal realm, i thought you died." he was squeezing you like you'd run away again.

"Before you rip my head off, i'm not here to mess with you." changbin spoke up, chan looked at you, and that back to changbin, putting two and two together.

"Absolutely not."

"I already accepted it."

"I don't care, you won't get my blessing." he stared at you. "Then i'll run away again." he huffed. "you know i will." he looked at changbin and then back at you. "you sure he isn't making you do this, compelling you or something." you scoffed.

"You can't compel someone who is so willing to accept you." you heard the growl in chans throat, turning back eyeing changbin. "sorry, i had to."

"Of course you did." you turned back to your brother. "so do we get your blessing?" he kissed his teeth, huffing. "fine." you hugged him. "whatever, i won't show up to your ceremony." he pouted, side eyeing changbin. "good thing i didn't invite you." changbin just had to tease, but you slapped his arm before chan could do anything.

"I see who wears the pants." you jumped in changing the subject. "who's that girl talking to mrs. jung? and why is lee know all over her like that?" your nose scrunched up in disgust.

Chan sighed, shaking his head "long story, now go, you're finally free from this house." he said. "what about my abilities?" you eyed him. "i'll give them back as a ceremony present, now go- lee know get off of her." chan yelled. "bye." he walked away.

"See was that too bad?" he nodded playfully. "yeah, you invited him to the ceremony." you rolled your eyes. "oh how will you ever live?" you teased, he wrapped his arms around your waist. "happily, because now we get to the best part." he kissed your neck. "what is it? the ceremony?" he nodded. "that too, but i was thinking of something else." another kiss.

"mmh, what is it?"

"fucking you full of my children after the ceremony."

©️LUVYENI

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Justice is Swift (Vengeance is Sweet) — Ch.1 Shitposts

master post || chapter 1 || ch.2 memes ->

obligatory memes & shitposts for chapter one of jisvis :)

Danny, finally experiencing the horrors that are ice-breakers: What in the fresh hell is this

Bernard, who has been subjected to miserable ice-breakers his entire life: Don't tell my boyfriend but I would literally rather be kidnapped by the cult I used to be a part of right now

Danny, realizing this guy might be as traumatized as himself: Jazz is going to be so proud of me for making a friend

Danny casually making a morbid joke: Shit, am I being weird?

Bernard, also uses comedy as a coping method: Oh mood.

Danny: Oh cool we're bonding :D

Danny, walking home from orientation dead on his feet: sees a mugging happening

Danny, supposed to be laying low: Well, I have no choice but to stop this

Danny: turns invisible and beats the crap out of the asshole

Mugger: Holy shit did I just get beat up by a ghost?

Oracle, watching surveillance: Holy shit did that dude just get beat up by a ghost?

Jazz: So how’s life going without ghost attacks to worry about?

Danny, actively punching a mugger: Uhhh, yeah it’s so peaceful :)

Jason, on patrol catching sight of a cute guy walking alone through an alley: This guy’s gonna get mugged I better stalk him and make sure he gets home safe

Danny, getting mugged because he was distracted by someone stalking him: uses his powers instinctively despite trying to lay low

Danny: Well, fuck.

Jason: Oh shit he’s a meta, Bruce is going to kill me when I bring him home

Jason, wanting to spend more time with the cute meta he’s intrigued by: I’ll walk you home

Danny: The fuck you will, stalker.

Jason: I must know all of this guy’s secrets, let me interrogate him and hope he knows I’m flirting

Danny, sweating because someone’s getting too close to the truth: TIME TO BULLSHIT MY WAY OUT OF THIS!

Danny: What a fucking discriminatory asshole, how dare you throw baseless accusations at me—

Jason: ABORT ABORT ABORT

Danny, furious: easily pushes Jason Built-Like-A-Tank Todd back with zero effort

Jason, turned on by people that can beat him up: Gee, I really hope this doesn’t awaken anything in me

Also Jason: Damn my heart must be beating that fast because that meta is unsettling

Jason, sweating and ignoring his boner: No other reason…

Babs: Tim I need your help

Tim: With what?

Babs: …There might be a ghost.

Tim, having flashbacks to his ghost hunter phase that he dropped because it was bullshit: Bullshit.

Tim, watching the video and already pulling out his whiteboards again: Holy shit there might be a ghost.

#jisvis #jisvis ch.1 shitposts #vee creates

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ariadne-mouse · 2 years

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i know this has been said already in a variety of ways, but I am struck over and over how much ExU: Calamity is the true essence of "it's not knowing the what, it's the how" storytelling. We all know the major events already. We know that the Calamity starts, what generally happens, and the long-lasting scars it leaves on civilization. But watching the characters discover the signs - the oracles are "unavailable", Vespin Chloras going missing, remains of failed containment rituals, Aeor ""testing something"", the ghost of unthinkable damage to celestial objects - it is all spellbinding (mage pun fully intended) to watch and the lens of these vibrant characters is a joy to experience. 10/10 will fall in love with them all and mourn their inevitable demise.

#cr spoilers #exu: calamity #critical role #op

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imaginita-est-omnibus · 4 months

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BEST. EPISODE. YET.

Aaaaaaaa loved episode 3 so much!!!! Big points as to why below the break in chronological order

Gabe being the voice of the Oracle. I can’t remember if that’s how it happened in the book, but either way it caught me off guard and I was cackling.

The fact that we got to see the second half of the prophecy after Percy asked Grover to come with. Really muddies the waters for newcomers as to who will betray Percy. I want to watch this with someone who has never interacted with the Riordanverse before so badly now.

Annabeth agonizing over the snacks. Really reinforcing how young and alienated she is. This episode finally made me truly love Leah’s portrayal.

Annabeth picking up on Alecto so quickly, and immediately analyzing and taking control of the situation. Having Alecto so casually chat with Annabeth works really well too, and sets up how Hades isn’t really the bad guy here.

The fact that Annabeth figures out who Aunty Em is immediately. They were all really dumb in the book, and while Riordan did justify it to an extent, it’s definitely a lot better for Annabeth to figure it out so quickly.

Medusa. My gods, her performance was outstanding! Relatable, yet still a monster in the end! Simultaneously doing the whole “you can’t judge people so easily” thing that Sally set up, while still being evil enough that we don’t feel bad when Percy beheads her. She’s the same Medusa from the books, but better. And she set up Annabeth to be resentful towards the gods! But if there was one character who was even better than Medusa this episode, it was…

Grover. Aryan was amazing this episode!!! The perfect mix of the adult in the room, but also the nervous, perpetually awkward kid! Hesitantly finishing his snack after Annabeth tells him to be ready to run, completely flubbing his plan with the winged shoes, being the fed up mediator between Annabeth and Percy… even the silly little song came off more cute than cringeworthy with Aryan’s sincerity! But more than any of that…

Grover finding his Uncle Ferdinand. I got so excited when he set that up in advance while talking about the satyr path, but… man. If there was one thing that bothered me in the TLT book, it was how quickly Grover got over realizing that Medusa had petrified his uncle. I am so glad they gave that the weight it deserved. Not only that Grover lost a beloved family member (and since he was turned to stone, there’s that extra awful implication that he didn’t even get to reincarnate into a plant!), but how badly it forebode Grover’s own journey. This satyr, clearly older and more experienced than young Grover, couldn’t even get past New Jersey? How is Grover supposed to succeed??? Of course he snaps at Percy and Annabeth after that! He’s has to be their guardian, while emotionally being basically the same age, and he’s filled with self-doubt and mourning, and even through that, he’s able to focus on the moment, on his charges. That hit. So hard. Aryan, you are officially my favorite actor on PJOTV (for now at least)

Defeating Medusa, Alecto, and shipping Em’s head off to Olympus was all perfectly done as well. I’m so glad defeating Medusa was a team effort, and all three main actors did Percy’s defiant scene perfectly. No notes.

And, of course, our first scene with a god and Olympus. I love that Hermes looks so mortal. I loved the effect on the reveal of the 600th floor. I was cackling at Hermes just waiting and humming along as the elevator went up, even though he definitely didn’t need to. And I can’t wait to see more of Olympus/the Olympians next episode. No wonder the chapter pace is slowing down significantly.

#tl:dr Grover was the best part of a perfect episode #percy jackson disney+#percy jackson spoilers #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #pjotv #pjo spoilers #pjotv spoilers

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specialagentlokitty · 4 months

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Giles x teen!reader - a demigods fate

Part 7:

After a long meeting with Synder, you were finally let out and Giles stood up from where he was sat.

“So? How did it go?” He asked.

“I have one more chance, and I’m to stay in the library where I can be kept an eye on and catch up on all my work.”

“I see, come along then.”

You followed Giles down the hallways.

“You knew he was going to put me in your watch.”

Giles pushed his glasses up, glancing at you before he turned around to open the door for you.

“Yes, well, he and I had a little talk before I set out to find you and Buffy, all he needed was a little convincing you need a fair chance.”

Giles pulled a chair out for you and you sat down.

“Why?”

“Because you do, and at least with you here I can ensure that you are not out there causing any trouble.”

“Giles I have a lot to do, a lot to research, I don’t know how long I have the oracle hasn’t told me anything about that yet.”

Giles sat down, picking up one of the books he had been reading.

“I suppose that’s why you stole those books?”

“I was going to bring them back…”

He smiled.

“I know you would, but here I can help you with whatever it is you need help with, you can train with Buffy, and we can come up with a plan, together.”

“Did you miss the part where you all die because your connection to me?”

Giles nodded slightly, setting the book down and taking his glasses off, setting them aside as he sighed.

“I am a watcher, Buffy is the slayer, Willow and Xander are friends with the slayer, death is inevitable to us all, something we all face on a daily basis (Y/N), helping you would be no different.”

“This isn’t your fight Giles, this fight doesn’t belong to any of you. I was sent here to prevent something from happening to the hellmouth, or at least die trying.”

Giles put his glasses back on.

“Is it common for demigods to die in these things?”

“They think it’s amazing to go on a quest, all them want to go on a quest, go out, serve the gods.”

“Your tone suggests you feel otherwise.”

You looked over at him.

“They’re stupid. Going on a quest to them it’s about the glory, to the gods it’s about somebody else doing their bidding.”

“And to you?”

“A sure fire way to get yourself killed.”

Giles sat forward, offering you a reassuring smile.

“That is not going to happen here.”

“You don’t know that, I don’t even know the whole prophecy here Giles, there’s loads that is missing.”

You picked up a book and began to look through it, looking at photos from all over the world.

“Then we take it one step at the time, for all we know the hellmouth might not open for years.”

“You and I both know that’s shit.”

He held out the jar and you put a dollar in there.

“Well, though your language my appalling, you are right. We don’t know how long we may have, but for now all we can do is keep searching.”

Resting your head on the table, you looked at him.

“I’ve been trying to make sense of it all…”

“Of what (Y/N)?”

You shrugged.

“Everything I guess… why we would be thrown into a life where we’re destined to die so young, without growing old, have families, the unlucky ones get hurt and do it all over again.”

“And the lucky ones die?” He asked.

“Yeah, they get to escape this life, get reborn as a human, or stay in Esylum if they really wanted too.”

Giles studied you for a moment.

“You want to be there?”

“I tried, I can’t.”

“You… you tried..?”

You nodded your head, pushing yourself up from the table and you took a deep breath.

“After Zeus found out Hades had a child, had me, he tried to take me out, my mother pushed me out of the way through the boundary of the camp and Zeus realised while I was there he couldn’t kill me. So, he cursed me.”

Giles furrowed his brows.

“I can’t die by monsters, I can’t die by my own hand. He thought it would be an appropriate punishment, as if it were my fault I was born.”

You clenched your jaw.

“He didn’t account for the fact that because of his curse even he couldn’t kill me, then the prophecy came.”

You looked at Giles, and you smiled a little.

“I’m not going to leave Sunnydale, that much I know…”

“You’ll.. you’ll die here…?”

“Guess a good a place as any right? There is something here that his curse never accounted for, something big. Who knows, maybe I’ll see my mom again…”

Giles reached over, placing his hand on your shoulder.

“You mustn’t think that, prophecies are rather ambiguous at best, they never tell the whole story you should know that better than anybody.”

“What does it matter Giles? When that hellmouth pops open, that’s it for me. No more child of hades, no more (Y/N), and hopefully no more Greek monsters here.”

“You still have no clue what will come?”

You shook your head and turned back to the text books, and Giles took his hand of your shoulder.

He rested his arms on the table to see what you were looking at.

You carried on flicking through the pages, and you stopped, turning to look at him.

“Giles?”

“What is it?”

You moved the books away.

“If I am to die there’s something I want you to do for me.”

“You aren’t going to die.”

“Giles, just listen.”

He heard the pleading in your voice, so he nodded his head and you got up, returning with a map of the state.

Taking your pen, you circled a part of it just outside of the town.

“I am to die here, I want you to bring my body here, to this lake.”

“Why? I thought water belong to your uncle, your father’s domain is the earth, the ground, the underworld.”

”Maybe, but this was my favourite place as a kid, there’s something mystical about it, waters so clear you can see perfectly underneath, no dangers, just peace.”

Giles took the map, and he looked at where the town was compared to the lake you wanted to go to.

“The lake links directly to the underworld, it used to be part of the river Styx. When the underworld moved, it cleared up and grew back with new life.”

Giles looked at you, giving you a soft smile.

“Of course, you have my word on the matter.”

“Don’t tell the others about this, not until… you know…”

“I won’t, this will stay between you and I. But allow me to ask one thing.”

You nodded.

“Why are you so convinced that you are going to die, isn’t there even a remote possibility that you may live?”

“Not from what I have of the prophecy so far, sounds pretty much like it’s set in in stone.”

“The parchment Hermes gave you the other night?”

“He’s been bringing me the prophecy bit by bit as it’s been announced.”

You rested your head back on the table, closing your eyes.

“At least I’d get a good sleep for once…”

Giles chuckled a little.

“You do have a rather dry sense of humour don’t you?” He asked.

“Gotta keep it light somehow.”

“Let is try to find a way around the prophecy, we’ve done it once, I’m sure we can do it again for you.”

You opened your eyes.

“What’s the use? It’s different for us, we don’t exactly get a choice in the matter.”

“You really are convinced of this, aren’t you?”

“The moment I found out what I was I knew the day would come.”

You got up, walking around the library, looking at all the books.

Giles watched you for a moment, and you walked back over to sit with the two hellhounds, letting them both.

“Does it scared you?”

You looked up at him.

“Death?”

“Yes, I understand you’re the child of Hades, your father rules the underworld, but, well... are you scared of it?”

You shook your head, smiling weakly as you turned your attention back to the hounds.

“No, it doesn’t scare me. I’ve had a long time to come to terms with it, I knew one day I would die, I knew I would die young. There’s no use of being scared in something you can’t stop, right?”

“Perhaps.”

Giles got up, sitting down in front of you, reaching out to pet Rig.

“There is nothing wrong with being scared.”

You looked up at him.

“You know what’s a bummer?”

He rose a brow in question.

“I’ve never seen a penguin.”

Giles chocked on the air, patting his chest a few times before he let out a laugh.

“Don’t laugh! It’s true!”

“The whole world, en entire world out there you haven’t see and you’re disappointed that you’ve never seen a penguin? You are aware there is a zoo here yes?”

Your eyes lit up with excitement.

“There is?!”

“You’ve never been to the zoo?”

You shook your head.

“No, my mom wanted us to stay away from people cause you know… the whole demigod thing…”

Giles nodded his head, and he looked up at the table before turning his attention back to you.

“How about we make a deal?”

“Colour me intrigued, go on.”

“We catch up on all the work you missed over the past few days, then we can go to the zoo, I will show you the penguins, does that sound fair?”

You jumped up, sitting in your seat and pulled all the books towards you.

Giles got up and sat back down at the table, you clearly weren’t ready to talk about what you knew just yet, and he was hoping over time you would be able to open up about it.

Yes, you were a demigod, you had powers that not even the slayer could compare to, you had built up walls around yourself, but under all of that you were still a teenager.

You were hiding behind these walls to protect yourself, you were a teenager and you were clearly scared.

While Buffy wore her heart on her sleeve you were the opposite, but still a teenager no less, still a child who was hiding behind all this power because you were scared, and you were alone.

Giles realised that if he wanted to earn your trust, this was the way to do it, you clearly had things you wanted to do but never had the chance.

He was convinced that you were convinced you would die, and if you were to die he wanted to make sure you did and saw as much as you wanted to, had a chance to be a teenager before you faced your fate.

With a lot of help you worked through everything you had to catch up on, and you jumped up.

“You said you’d take me to the zoo.”

“Yea, yes of course but we need to wait until the school day ends.”

“No! Giles! The penguins!”

He laughed, placing a hand on your shoulder to stop you from bouncing on the balls of your feet.

“They will still be there I promise, just another half an hour.”

“That’s so long!”

“And you need to remain on school grounds, that was the deal you had with Synder wasn’t it?”

“Yeah…”

The moment the bell rung you were on your feet ahah and Giles was gathering his belongings.

You and the hounds followed him to his car and you all got in, and he took you to the zoo where you tried to read the map you had gotten.

“Giles I don’t get it.”

“Well, we’re here, by the lions, we want the end of this path, where the penguins are.”

You looked straight head and ran off, Oris and Rig right behind you and he sighed.

“Yes, brilliant idea. Bring the hyperactive demigod to the zoo.” Giles mumbled.

He trailed behind you, eventually catching up to where you were kneeling down in front of the glass, watching the little animals swim around.

Putting his hands in his pockets Giles smiled softly as he crouched next to you.

“They’re so cool…”

“They are fascinating aren’t they?”

You looked at him.

“What does the board say?”

Giles got up, offering you his hand.

“Let’s go have a look.”

You took his hand and he helped you up, and you dragged him to the board before you let go of his hand, watching the penguins as he read the board for you.

Once he was finished he stood next to you.

“Would you like to see any other animals?”

“Do we have time?”

“We have all the time you’d like.” He smiled.

You ran off again, thankfully Rig and Oris were there to lead him to you each time.

This wasn’t a day for saving the world or fighting monsters, this was finally a day for you to be free of it, finally be able to act like a teenager like you so needed

#buffy the vampire slayer imagine #buffy the vampire slayer #Buffy the vampire slayer x reader #Buffy the vampire slayer x you #Rupert Giles #Rupert Giles x reader #Rupert Giles x you #Rupert Giles imagine

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So upset I have yet to see a kuroshitsuji edit to Brutus, like, ARE YOU KIDDING ME.

That song is SOOOO O!Ciel coded.

I could literally do a lyrics breakdown analysis of how each verse correlates with his backstory.

I've been watching him for my entire life

I hate the air he breathes, his foolish decrees

His words so contrived

And I hate the way the townspeople gather outside

They hang on every breath, cling to his chest

Home to his heart full of pride

Obviously, O!Ciel has been forced into his brother’s shadow, and watch how everyone adores his brother while he stays inside alone with a dog

The oracle told him to beware the Ides

And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't wishing

For untimely death or demise

Or am I just wishing I could be like you?

That the people would see me too as a poet

And not just the muse

The oracle could be Undertaker meeting the twins when they were young, foreboding a terrible fate to come. Also, O!Ciel had to face some pretty complicated feelings of being in R!Ciel’s shadow.

Oh, it's not true, I don't wish harm upon you

From birth we've been like brothers of different mothers

Within the spirit of the same womb

May the gods strike me down if I forsake you

Frater meus, you're beautifully made

And to you I'm forever grateful

O!Ciel does not actually wish harm upon his brother, but he does feel immense envy for being born as his sickly spare. But he is grateful to him for being his protector and light

I'll never forget that you showed me to make art

And I know the love you showed me came

From a pure and noble heart

I love you, and if you want, I'll call you King

But why do I lie awake each night thinking

"Instead of you, it should be me"?

O!Ciel knows his brother is kind, noble, and pure, but he cannot help but believe he is the one deserving Earldom

Something wicked this way comes

And as I set to face it, I'm unsure

Should I embrace it, should I run?

What motivates me? Hatred? Is it love?

What's more wrong; that I too wish to be great

Or my mother wished she'd had a son?

And even if I can't be the one

Maybe I could at least help make way for him

Until the day that he comes

Maybe my name could also be known

That I helped return good to the people

And restored greatness to Rome

I believe this could be where Sebastian is introduced and O!Ciel begins to grapple with survivors guilt, his own selfishness, and him forever being changed by what happened. He wants to be the one remembered.

My name is Brutus and my name means heavy

So with a heavy heart

I'll guide this dagger into the heart of my enemy

My whole life, you were a teacher and friend to me

Please know my actions are not motivated only by envy

I, too, have a destiny

This death will be art

The people will speak of this day from near and afar

This event will be history, and I'll be great too

I don't want what you have, I want to be you

I believe these lyrics for the most part are self explanatory, but I think this would be a cool part to bring back O!Ciel witnessing R!Ciel’s death (by a dagger), and him reclaiming his dead brother’s name and family ring

I always knew I could be the one

Though I feel the endless pain of being

And I am scorched by the Sun

Of humble origins and born of the cursed sex

My name is Brutus, but the people will call me Rex

That last lyric is the one that feels like the cherry on top for me. “My name is ___ but the people will call me Ciel” is a good alternative for a potential black butler animatic/edit whatever.

Idk, I’m an artist so I could def be the one to make this happen, but GRRRR I think this song fits him so well it drives me insane I haven’t seen anybody else make the connection

#black butler #kuroshitsuji #ciel phantomhive #sebastian michaelis #manga #o!ciel #r!ciel #Spotify

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tuliptic · 1 year

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Wonderland: On My My Way

To put it simply, pick an Ateez logo and let's see which phase of life you're in right now, are you on your way to where you wanna be. The entire motif behind is me wanting to use Ateez’s song titles as inspiration for my readings, as how they’ve inspired me to be better. So yeah, here’s something (again).

Close your eyes, meditate on this topic and ask yourself the question: “Where am I? Am I on my way to where I wanna be?” Breathe in and out, make sure your mind and heart is calm. Then, open your eyes to see which pile talks to you the most/draws you in the most. Once you’ve found your pile, scroll down to the respective parts to see what are the messages for you.

Piles go from left to right

Disclaimer: This is solely for my entertainment purposes. Take only whatever that you feel like it. If it doesn’t resonate, it’s okay to just drop it. That aside, I do not consent to my work or here to be used by third parties on this platform or other websites.

Decks used: Luna Cat Tarot Deck (Major Arcana), Linestrider Tarot Deck, Sweet Dreams Oracle Deck, Starcodes Astro Oracle Deck, self made lyrics deck.

Pile 1

Overall theme of querent: The Sun

First thing I’m picking up on is that you like bright things? Things that shine, glimmer, bright colours? Maybe not so bright colours but something that’s pretty striking? It’s like you like to stand out? Weirdly I’m picking up on fire (Leo) energy as well. Like, you’re known to be the light of the party, someone who’s always making the office lively, making other people laugh (not in the class clown way). If you aren’t, then it is someone that you’ve wanted to be. It’s just an adorably optimistic energy I’m picking up and making me smile here.

1. Where am I now? Queen of Cups

You're getting more and more in tune with yourself, allowing yourself to take time to meditate and heal yourself from your past traumas. Some of you may be on different stages, but you all know about the importance of healing and have taken action towards it. You’re slowly nurturing yourself. I’m also seeing some that may be healing through artistic means? Drawing? Colouring? You open yourself to inspiration and watch creativity flow through you. It’s a very warm, welcoming and flowy energy here, allowing yourself to adapt to whatever situations life throws at you.

2. Where do I wanna go? Queen of Pentacles

You want to be someone practical yet has a nurturing energy. Not so much of a femme fatale kinda energy, more like a teacher? Or a career counsellor kinda vibe? Where you use whatever you’ve learnt to help the future generation or anyone under you who wants to learn. You also want to achieve financial independence, so that you can help others the way others have helped you. I’m seeing you’ve received help before and hence, there’s this nurturing energy that’s heavy where you return the favour.

3. What should I prepare for this journey? Temperance

You need to learn the importance of balance. To achieve where you want to go, you need to balance your efforts and energy. Rest when you need to rest, move when you need to move. A journey is long, and you need time to let your car and yourself rest, add gas to your car before you embark on a long journey. Gain back the balance that you’ve once lost, or you’ve thought you’ve never needed. Cuz you’ll be needing that balance back.

I’m mainly seeing the balance of what you want and what you can. For example, you want to achieve level 5, but your current best is level 3. You can’t just burn yourself out to achieve level 5 with what you have. You can only accept whatever that’s happening, take your time to build yourself up to level 5 and get that. The balance between your physical wants and your mental wants, the balance between rest and work. You need some form of work-life balance back into your life. Clarify whatever you need to, make a list, see which aspect of life you’re lacking on and work on that.

4. How should I go on my way? Page of Cups

There will be creative opportunities coming your way. Let your curiosity lead you around and about. The Universe is dropping messages, opportunities, and help along your way. It’s up to you to catch them and to work towards it. Your curiosity will become your greatest asset. Use it wisely, make sure to let them guide you. If you have no dreams right now, time to write them down and work towards them. Once you’ve set your mind to do something, the Universe will help you out on your way. Think of yourself as the Universe’s beloved, let things fall in place for you. Things may be difficult right now, but there’s always a tomorrow that brings hope for you. You will not feel you’re alone, and you’ll not let anyone feel like they’re alone.

Overall energy: The Moon, The Fool rx

There’s The Sun earlier, and we have The Moon here. There’s a lot of unknown and uncertainty here. You’ve been charging ahead without thinking much earlier. You’ve realised what you’ve been doing was reckless, and now you gotta realign yourself. Know that you’ll need a lot of structure back in your life, and let your dreams give you inspiration and guidance. This pile may have prominent Saturn or is Saturn dominant (the nurturing yet practical energy).

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Pile 2

Overall theme of querent: Chariot rx

I have a feeling that life is speeding way too fast for you that you’re now having a hard time to juggle and to gain back the control. And what happens when you lose control? You crash, you get lost. So this is your current state, where you’re trying to pick yourself up and trying to find your way back on your track of life.

1. Where am I now? Knight of Wands

You're somewhere, and you’re on the way. “Where’re we going, no one knows it, we're just going, right? For glory, for victory, we can fight all night.” speaks about you right now. Yes I quoted Ateez again but it makes sense okay, since Knight of Wands talks about action, and you’re in the middle of a journey. I feel that you’re in the middle of a search, and once you’ve found your direction, you’ll charge towards it with strength and faith. You’re working with your dreams and spirit’s energy to reach your highest good, and the journey of searching for it seems fun.

2. Where do I wanna go? Page of Swords rx

You probably have some stubborn personalities in you, where you wanna walk on the road of self expression. I don’t think you have a fixed path, but you do have short goals in life. It’s like… You don’t set a goal like “I wanna be a CEO” kinda goal, but something more like “In five years I wanna reach managerial position, and then in ten years I wanna have my own house.” kinda thing. It’s more visualised, something that can be seen and measurable. You’re also someone who’s driven by your visions. So to have something like a short term goal would be helpful for you to reach where you wanted to go.

3. What should I prepare for this journey? Two of Swords

I’m getting the feeling that knowledge is needed. Not the book kinda knowledge, but knowledge you learn from being an adult, something that will not be taught in schools. It’s like… Learning how to recognise the needs of other people and answering to them, learning how to catch up on other people’s boundaries, learning how to read facial expressions. These will be the one of the two swords you’ll be wielding.

The other sword you’ll be wielding is the interpersonal relationships you’ve built on the way. The people you can trust, the people you can rely on, the people you can confide in. The reason is cuz there will be times that your eyes will be covered by the various promises life can give, but it all may be an illusion, and you’ll be needing these two swords to cut through the mist and to proceed in life. These are the abundance you’ll be bringing with you for this journey.

4. How should I go on my way? Three of Wands rx

First and foremost, you must remember you’re not alone on your journey. You need to stop playing small, start planning out your journey, plan for unexpected delays and what else can you do along the way. There may be side quests around you for you to complete, so do them. You might find some unexpected items that can help you level up or to help you out in your journey. Be aware of whatever that’s happening around you. Do remember to move forward, but don’t forget to enjoy the companionship and sceneries of the journey. Be at peace with yourself, create the peace you’ve wanted. You want something, then reach out to it and get them with your hands. Make your journey a pleasant one, follow your bliss and accept limitless joy.

Overall energy: Judgement, Queen of Swords rx

Overall speaking, I feel that you’ve been pretty harsh with yourself and have been judging yourself from your lack of success. See, you have not failed, you have not fallen. But you see lack of success as failure, which will mess your head up a bit cuz you’ll feel like you’re a disappointment when you’re not. You’re called to nurture yourself first, only then focus on the authoritative side of you and of your career. I’m seeing some of you may have 10H stellium as well, or heavy earth energy. This ended up very career-ish so Cap energy as well.

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Pile 3

Overall theme of querent: The Hierophant

First thing I’m seeing here is that you’re someone who fights for tradition. Not just uphold, but fight. You have a hard time accepting new things and rather do things in an old fashioned way, in the safest way possible. You rarely take risks unless the success rate is over 95%. Don’t ask me how I came up with that number.

1. Where am I now? Ten of Wands rx

You’re in a stage where you’ve been holding a lot of responsibilities on your shoulders. I’m seeing that you’ve gotten them on you because of a lack of trust? Like you have a problem trusting people to do things your required way, so you took everything up on you and take that extra burden on you. Know that you are capable, but you’re also capable of trusting others, to release and let you team members do the other work. Create your own peace by letting go of what needs to let go.

2. Where do I wanna go? Page of Pentacles

I’m seeing that you want to get better and better with whatever you’re doing, to attain skill development. This may be because you wanna catch whatever financial opportunities that come your way. There’s some sort of ambitious energy I’m also feeling here, where you may have focused too much of your energy in taking up tasks to make yourself better. You’ll want to work with your dreams and your spirit’s energy to reach your highest good, and you want to enjoy your journey in attaining financial independence as well as its opportunities.

3. What should I prepare for this journey? Knight of Pentacles

Hard work and practicality came to me first. You’ll need to put in the effort to improve in the various skills you’ve wanted to develop. But you’ll need to remain practical as well. You can develop the skills you want, but you also need to develop the skills you need. Be practical and balanced. Put yourself through the routine of learning, of practising. Get to know people, talk to them, learn about them. This may sound difficult for some of you as you may not be used to talking to people, listening to them even. But you’re called to do so as you need to learn how to create strong emotional connections with the people in your life, especially the important people.

I’m also seeing that you’ll need to prepare for a loooong journey. It’s gonna be a battle of stamina. You’ll be needing to build yourself up before you can head out, be prepared with your wisdom, with your faith, with whatever connections that you’ve made. Weirdly, the words “to gain something, you’ll need to lose something first” came into my mind. You need to lose the feeling of shame when you change from what you’ve done to something else. Sometimes, you know that being stubborn doesn’t help. But you fear the looks of other people, fear how they’ll sneer at you. Thing is, you won’t get things done if you fear that much. So yeah, lose that sense of shame and gain the success of the things you’re doing. I hope I’m making sense here.

4. How should I go on my way? Eight of Swords

Stop playing the victim, let go of those negative thoughts, let go of those self-imposed restrictions. There’s this ego that you’re holding and you need to open up your eyes to see them before everybody leaves you. You’re called to do some critical thinking and to do some introspection and act on them accordingly.

The energy here is very sharp. Usually people around will help to lead the blind, but people won’t want to help people who are trapping themselves, who don’t wanna leave the prison of swords they’ve built. There’s only so much others can help. It may seem like a painful journey but one day, when you look back, you’ll see how far you’ve journeyed.

Overall energy: Judgement, Ten of Swords

You’re going through some sort of judgement? I’m seeing this comes from outside and there’s some fear in you. As much as you wanna emphasise on loving yourself, that you’re on the right path, you still feel the stabbing pain from the swords that are on you. There’s this painful journey that you’re going through right now, but know that it’s to tell you that the end is here and there will be a new cycle where you can start things anew. Something may be amiss this time, and you can learn about it and to not repeat the same mistakes in the new cycle.

#tuliptic #🌷#pick a card #pick a pile #tarot reading #general tarot reading #anyways i'mma stop tagging much lmAO #me: I'll try to keep my atiny soul in check #also me: no #i'm going through my playlist to see what other titles i wanna do #planning to venture into mamamoo's song titles as well and i already have some ideas in mind #anyways time for me to nap #night night

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