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amiharana · 1 year

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what do you guys think revali and link's love languages are?

for revali, it's absolutely words of affirmation but i'd also like to propose quality time as his "secret" love language. nobody wouldn't expect this stuck up birdie to be a sucker for doing things like flying together or napping in a hammock together, but once you think about it more, it makes more sense. and revali's arrogance and irritation are significantly quelled after getting back from a training session at the flight range or fishing in the hebra plunge with link.

for link, it's most certainly physical touch and i propose his "secret" one as acts of service. i love the headcanon that rito "kiss" by pressing their foreheads together and nuzzling each other or whatever, but i think link is the #1 rito kiss enthusiast. at this point, everyone in rito village has seen link on his tiptoes cupping revali's face in his teeny little hylian hands to initiate a rito kiss and revali's squawking and complaining, but ultimately returns the gesture much to link's delight.

i love the idea of revali braiding and doing hair maintenance on link as part of their nightly routine, or link looking for his weapons because where the fuck did they go until he finds revali in their shared roost, polishing his shields and retying his bow strings, all of his quivers fully stocked of regular and elemental arrows. revali is still quite bristly and blunt, so he's all mumbling embarrassed at being caught doing something sweet for his mate like, "it's incredibly dumbfounding that they still call you the hero of hyrule when your idea of weapon maintenance is sliding your blades against a rock like a bokoblin" or "i see now why you go through bows within a moon as quickly as you eat. you aren't changing your bow strings out and you're just using them until they snap! were i any less disturbingly infatuated with you, i'd dissolve our coupling for such atrocious behaviors." link just smiles at him, fond and warm, and any irritation revali feels dissipates into the air as he returns to the weapons, his feathers ruffling and muttering under his breath.

oop. now i feel like writing fic for this. 😳

#loz #botw #loz botw #legend of zelda #revalink #revali be like Tell me i'm a good boy and also surgically attached me to your side so we're always together #link be like Please let me eat ur face and if u do one (1) nice thing for me i'll cry #i also considered gift giving as revali's “Secret” love language #but i think that should be a characteristic for all ritos because. bird.#revali will literally bring home a shard from a rusted blade and link is just like. Revali what am i gonna do with this #and revali's like idk but it was shiny so #so not only does link deal with (1) praise kink and (2) separation anxiety #he also deals with “revali i don't have any more space in my jewelry box for this”#“if you disapprove of my gift of courtship to you i would prefer that you say it directly”#“revali these are DIAMOND earrings where did you even get this from”#“... i had a favor with daruk and urbosa's jewelry maker.”#“REVALI. 🥹”#and then link rito-kisses him mwah happy ending i love gays in love #amihan's revalinkverse

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bilbao-song · 5 months

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tiny secret rocker santa updates:

i've started sending matches!! i have a lot of annoying unrelated things to do today so it will probably happen pretty gradually over the day (so don't be alarmed if it takes me awhile!!) the overwhelming majority of them (like.....everyone whose number comes after 015) will probably go out much later on BUT everyone should have their matches assigned by the end of the day (in my time zone [est] anyway. lmao)

please let me know as soon as possible if there is any kind of serious problem with you match (i.e. if you were accidentally matched with your mortal enemy) and i will find you a new one :-)

i will also let you know if you have more than one santa!! that way you can help them come up with a way to make sure you can tell their messages apart.

don't forget to enable anon asks before tomorrow!

if i have to send your match in the form of an ask, please do not publish it!

:~) okay have fun. feel free to send me any questions you may have :')

p.s. if there are any stragglers who want to participate i will probably still be able to fit you in if you get in touch with me before december 3rd :-) last year a few people did this and it's totally fine!! just send me a message or ask

#aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #also there were a fewww people who were matched for rlly specific reasons. like in a good way #so if possible i'll let u know about that but i might have to do it later if i forget sghsgshl #secret rocker santa #srs updates

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valentine-writes · 1 year

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y/n who does a funny little thing where they keep taking a little nap in the strangest places while they're supposed to be actively working.

it's not a huge deal since they mostly work after hours in the late night, but... like. why? they never seem tired and the napping spots are... weird. and they're innocent really– but most can't help but notice how the locations become increasingly odd.

it starts somewhere tame and unexpected– there they are, sitting asleep in an out of service go kart at roxy's raceway. roxanne wolf barely even thinks about how uncomfortable the position is, slumped in the seat, head at an angle which almost guarantees a sore neck. roxy just wakes y/n up. y/n laughs it off, apologizes, and goes on with work.

in the kitchen, where the pizzas are made, chica sneaks in to grab discarded trash and other food items that may have been deemed unsafe or unfit for human consumption by now. and there's y/n, sleeping while sitting upright, back leaned against a fridge. chica tries to tip toe around them– but they snap awake. alarmed, chica tries to explain herself– but they only apologize for napping on the job, as per usual, and returns back to their duties.

after hours in the green room are usually reserved for the animatronics to get some alone time. practice for their next show, give themselves pep talks in the mirror, rip everything and anything in the room to shreds if you're monty, or just reorganize, decorating with the bits of fan creations received that day. freddy does this last task very often, considering constantly he received many gifts from his adoring fans. today, his ears pick up a faint noise... something unfamiliar. he sets down a letter on his vanity, looking around. no one. he slowly reads through, hangs some drawings of him up made by enthusiastic children– and heard the noise again. although he's sure of what it is now.

there's a soft snoring, coming from the vents above. lo and behold, from the panel of the vent he can spot their familiar resting figure. how'd they get in there?

by now, everyone's aware of y/n's weird napping habits. it's just a race see who finds them next.

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curled atop a pile of discarded staff bots, limbs torn from their non-operational bodies, decapitated, and some too dismantled up to even identify as staff bots– is y/n. their eyes are shut, their body completely still.

a certain gator's gaze fixes on them– too scared to scan their vitals, but much too concerned not to move any closer. maybe, this time they weren't sleeping. there was a real possibility someone harmed you– something had knocked you unconscious, leaving you splayed across the pieces and remnants of much more unfortunate staff bots.

if this montgomery could breathe, his breath would be baited.

approaching carefully, slowly, as if too horrified to even figure out their current state–

he watches a small yawn escapes their lips, eyes slowly fluttering open.

"oh... hi." y/n rubs the sleep out of their eyes, as if there's nothing wrong with this current situation or location. they smile up at monty, who wears an expression that is unfamiliar on his face. concern.

"...i just had the weirdest dream." thinking very little about the entire situation, they simply chuckle and shrug their shoulders, apologizing about their strange little nap mishap.

monty only stares a moment. there's a glint in their eyes of something unfamiliar. before he can even speak, they stand up and stretch, walking off briskly.

y/n's good at acting like nothing is out of place. they're casual, nonchalant– as if this was just another nap in the go kart or kitchen.

the truth was, resistance to the afton virus wasn't effortless. it was draining– living hell, as they fought for the right of autonomy, while the stranger within their body grasped for the controls to their mind.

fighting it back took a lot of control. like draining energy from a battery. when that battery ran out, rendering them unconscious as the virus took control? well. y/n didn't quite know what took place once they snapped out of it.

good thing the afton virus dulled their feelings of regret too. maybe the indifference towards their actions was somewhat of a secret blessing.

y/n didn't even worry about being suspected. they didn't wonder whether any of the animatronics picked up on the subtle violet tint in their eyes. being the one sitting in the passenger's seat of their own brain, while someone else took the wheel–

it wasn't their job to worry about it.

#afton virus yn au #ty vurelly for the inspo i am sorry that i have taken it for granted #fnaf security breach #glamrock freddy #glamrock chica #montgomery gator #roxanne wolf #fnaf sb #THIS WAS THE DRABBLE. the little funny thought. sitting in my drafts 4evez.#i don't actually like how it's written too much but whatever!! it is. here.#also i'll let u in on a secret.... ;).... i dont like. using y/n when writing.#i could have worked around writing Your Name a million times but itz ok we ball

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zestials · 1 month

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send a 👫 & i’ll write four headcanons i have about our muse’s relationship / always accepting. ( ** obviously these do not have to be accepted but are more for fun plot / dynamic ideas !! )

@gamblins sent ── 👫 hmmm....

wow ... who is this fantastic person that i dragged into the hazbin rpc & definitely didn't force to send me this <33 ( pls follow autumn )

zestial was actually quite fond of husk as an overlord in comparison to others he's dealt with. he was there for his rise & fall. a tad disappointed he fell victim to his vices again ( & served as a reminder for zestial to be careful of his own hubris. )

he'd often be found in similar gambling dens to husk , entrapping secrets or collecting as needed. zestial would not play against him however. he would occasionally offer to teach & play some historic card games instead. ( unfortunately go - fish wasn't made till 1984 .. but the vibes :/ )

they haven't seen each other all that often since , zestial would be relatively good natured still but facing your past so boldly can be difficult & zestial might be a reminder of what he lost by signing himself to alastor.

maybe he stops by the hotel. maybe it's to pry for information. maybe it's also a little bit to see someone he would've almost considered a friend.

#gamblins #welcome to hell .. literally #ily thanks for letting me be a bad influence on u #i'll make your icon borders tn i promise #LMAO #* ── dealing in your secrets. : inbox.

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dandyshucks · 2 months

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if u want to get ahead of the game and block some nasty ppl before they ever have the chance to interact w you, you can just go thru the likes and rbs of a blatantly nasty post (e.g. a post catering to pedophilic pairings) and just ... block everyone in there. esp with the likes, this can effectively block people's main blogs so hopefully they won't even have the chance to see any of your posts. this can help curate your experience on here a little better sometimes!

#done this a few times and its blocked some chuckleheads who are weirdly secretive abt their proclivities lmao #just make sure theres no reblogs with someone saying ''hey man wtf this is fucked up''#bc then u dont know if the likes were for that response or for the original post djdksl #if any chuckleheads see this - I'm curating my experience just like y'all always say to do! peace and love on planet earth 🕊️🕊️#honestly i am tired of thinking abt all of this but like... it genuinely triggers me pretty badly any time i see smth to do w it #so if i can just remove any chance of me running across it in the future then that's going to make my life so much better in the long run #dandy.cmd #im gonna turn off rbs actually fhdkdl if anyone wants to spread this advice feel free to make ur own post!#with my mental health lately though i am afraid I'll attract harassment so I'm just putting this out here for any followers who see it #and ur free to spread this advice in ur own words if you'd like :] i just do not have the ability to deal w any potential harassment -#-if this spreads w my name on it fhfkdl perhaps im letting my paranoia win but alas I'll give it this win just this once

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nygleskas · 3 months

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rewatched succ 2x3 and i feel insane but anyways. tom telling greg not to trust anyone re: confessing possible wrongdoings. booo 👎👎👎 bad quote. he would trust me n tell me everything 🫶🫶

#i'm very loyal i'll keep secrets evenif my relationship w someone explodes and dies and 5 years later i remember the stuff they told me #also i'd be supportive of him yapping to reporters and blackmailing etc. can't a guy have hobbies #.txt #<- <- also like u knoww i'd be supportive of him blackmailing tom. obviously.#he tells me abt it and then afterwards anytime tom mildly annoys me i tell greg to blackmail him harder (not a thing. i don't think?)#anyways unrelated to lore. greg in 2x3 makes me so dgshdhljn i want to give him a hug . let me comfort u boy.

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ask-tay-relic · 2 years

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I would kill to see mourn dressed up in something cute and frilly for halloween to contrast his normally grim look.

"Better start that body count then."

#[honestly thats so funny LOL - I'll let u in on a secret tho - he'll totally do it for kids]#[he has a soft spot for making kids happy on holidays]#[no matter how grim he gets he can't get rid of the fundamental part of who he was]

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buysomecheese · 7 months

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It's fucked up that barely anything has changed yet I feel so guilty

#I always try and refute accusations of me being an overthinker but they may just be right #I can't predict people but I can notice patterns like nobody's business #told him I liked him (because I said I would tell him and I dragged it out a bit but I am true to my word)#he thanked me we moved on and I don't know if I'm making u the differences in behavior that I'm noticing #like ok obviously yes we have texted a crazy amount tonight that is not the behavior I'm worried about texting is eh #what comes of it comes of it #it's the stuff irl like what's real what did I make up #fucking hate this shit bro #it's nice to not be holding a secret but I just kinda wish it wasn't a secret I had in the first place y'know #also yes I'm pretty damn sure some of the things he's saying/texting are his way of putting out feelers for Something #but I can't tell for What #so I think I'll let it slide for a week or two until one of us (hopefully him) figures it out ig

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flockrest · 9 months

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sometimes i think about how the final battle for both dineli and tulin took place deep underground, where the natural Windlines would have been so scarce at best, and like......[lies down] they really said yeah i'll fight at a severe sensory disadvantage and basically make my OWN winds ( i'll even take YOUR winds in tulin's case with the bosses ) how about THAT no biggie

#* roosting / ooc.#maybe a study...i will tag it as one because i need to think more about this #secret ston.es would actually be so vital for their performance at that point??#amplifying what's already there by tenfold....i am probably speaking gibberish to u. but i'm cooking. secretly. let me secretly cook #also hey hi good noon i'm at work so that sucks but i'll be seeing y'all (disc + ims) in a few hours hopefully!#have a wonderful day!! be seeing you <3 #* arrowhead / study.#* wisps / study.#totk spoilers

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bmpmp3 · 2 years

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sasuke ikesen needs a character song so i can make an amv of him to tsunagaru connect and an amv of rina lovelive to his hypothetical character song

#i think sasuke and rina are best friends. i think sasuke is her cool uncle #also i think like every character from ikesen needs a character song in general but yknow #LIKE we have one for like hideyoshi and ieyasu and i think uhhhh SHINGEN and ranmaru if i remember correctly #i'd understand if some characters like sasuke never got one since it doesnt seem like their seiyuu does singing #but we can do like an amnesia kent situation with him he can just monologue to a tune i'll accept that #BUT WHAT ABOUT THE OTHER SEIYUU WHO DO SING. i KNOW masamune's actor is a full out singer with like albums and stuff #and you cant hide from me mr mitsuhides voice actor i know u sing for that music franchise. i listen to quell. i know ur secrets #and im gonna be honest i dont need my anime character songs to have like. exceptional singing #like im happy with a few vocal lessons to hit the notes right and let the actor do whatever in character. i think its charming LOL #anyway. screaming crying throwing up because we only ever got 4 character songs #we did get a bunch of theme songs sung by maiko fujita tho which is pretty awesome

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eridan-amporaa · 5 months

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Is the secret project related to Spookystuck by any chance? :]

My other thought is that it's related to your davekaterisol AU!

Also what was the thing you reblogged that you wanted me to see? I'm a bit tired so apologies if obvious things are flying over my head (￣▽￣)"

the project is not spookystuck related, though I would like to do a similar project for it eventually! I'd prolly ask for your help on that :)

it's not based on the davekaterisol au either

read the tags on the "tag urself hs fan edition" post veeeeeery carefully :)

#theres also a hint in the colors of “secret” but I'll let u guess at that one #hsmisc.txt #ask #:)#big things in the works

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sayoneee · 4 months

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☆ POISON

“miss her, kiss her, love her, wrong move you’re dead, that girl is poison” - bell biv devoe (2.2k)

contains: luke castellan x daughter of aphrodite! reader. acquaintances to friends to secretish lovers. silena + drew mentions. during tlt.

kashaf’s note: u cant tell me a group of teenagers lived together at summer camp and no one had secret parties. dont @ me for the 90s music references (+ i imagine avantika vandanapu as silena, and momona tamada as drew)

i. and if there was a problem / yo, i'll solve it

“CASTELLAN?” YOU APPROACHED him slowly, tone cautious as if you were speaking to a wounded animal, although in this case, maybe you were, as you reached for his bruised knuckles, remaining persistent, even as he tried to withdraw his hands out of your grasp. “why’d you do that?”

“did i need a reason?” there is a forced jocularity to his words, a well-practiced mask he is never seen without, and you cringe slightly, your gaze catching the grimace that twists his lips. his attempt at a ‘roguish’ grin falls flat, the expression a discordant note against the backdrop of his injuries. luke’s already busted lip splits open, a thin line of crimson carving a river down his chin. he moves to wipe it off the back of his arm, but you’ve already pulled off the bandana tying up your hair (a birthday present from a half-sibling) and begun rubbing at his face.

luke’s eyes widened at the gesture.

despite being tentative acquaintances since your arrival, you’re still annoyed that luke castellan continues to underestimate just how much of his heart he wears on his sleeve — or rather, just how well you manage to see past his facade. his blatant lie hangs in the air, unacknowledged. instead, you deliberately shift your gaze to the purples and blacks that mar his knuckles, setting about wrapping them with your bandana, obscuring the damage.

“i could’ve done that myself,” luke says, amused, his words lightly appreciative. still, at your answering glare, he tosses his hands in the air in surrender as ‘ice ice baby’ continues in the background, uninterrupted, “but thank you, though.”

“i’m no apollo kid, but it’ll do,” you shrug instead of accepting the gratitude, tugging him to his feet, ensuring to grab his uninjured hand, and hauling him outside.

“you’re no apollo kid, and you decide to take the injured man away from where the apollo kids are actually gathered,” luke muses, once again entertained with himself (was there any other emotion this boy could experience besides amusement?), once the lights of the apollo cabin are so far behind you, neither of you could fully see each other.

“you’ll live,” you say, scowling at him through the darkness, forgetting he couldn’t actually see you.

“and you’re moody for a daughter of aphrodite,” he says, still holding onto your hand as he trails after you.

you stop in your tracks, pinch the bridge of your nose, count to three, and finally turn to luke, who still has his stupidly pleased-with-himself expression on his face. “luke castellan, if you don’t end up dying of some tragic fate or the other i will hunt you down myself.”

“duly noted.”

“holy hera, do you even want to know where i’m taking you?”

“nah, i think the mystery really adds some suspense.”

“that’s it, i give up,” you say, before beginning to drag him back to the apollo cabin, when he plants his feet in the dirt ground firmly, grinning crookedly at you as the moonlight finally shines through the clouds, suddenly bathing him in a luminescent glow.

“nah, c’mon, let’s go to your spot.”

you glare at him, watching how his stupid grin only seems to grow in size, an annoyingly endearing trait. with a sigh, you continued to drag him along, scowling each time he tried to make a quip.

“what if we get to your spot, and i find out this was all just a ploy to murder me?” luke muses out loud, looking thoughtful for once.

“do you seriously believe that if i was gonna murder you, i wouldn’t have done it by now?” you say, pausing when he shrugged in agreement, “we’re here though, whiney baby.”

luke’s eyebrows rose as he took in the secluded area near the dunes, finally meeting your gaze again. “aw, i can’t believe you just planned out our first date.”

“i seriously don’t know what any of my half-siblings see in you.”

“so you’ve discussed me then.”

“shut up, i dragged you all the way here, because even though i know you like attention, i don’t think you wanted the attention you were getting from punching that poor hephaestus kid in the jaw,” you say shockingly sincerely, startling both yourself and luke.

luke doesn’t say anything, letting what seems like a confession hang in the air, instead, sits down near the water, and rubs a hand across his jaw, watching you as you follow suit, sitting next to him.

after spending what seems like minutes in silence, watching the waves lap at the shore, luke finally speaks, staring out at the horizon, his tone slightly hollow, and devoid of all things you have come to label as luke castellan, looking eerily similar to the night he had returned from his infamous quest, “heroes aren’t meant to be happy.”

you drew your legs to your chest, wrapping your arms around them and resting your head. “i know — achilles, orpheus, theseus…” you trail off.

“and hercules,” luke adds, almost melancholy.

“i think i’ve pretty much accepted i’ll die young,” you say, your words coming out in nothing but a whisper despite the two of you being alone.

luke nods in solidarity, lost in thought. “it shouldn’t have to be like this,” he finally says, voice hardening.

ii. talking sweet and looking fine / i get kinda hectic inside

“okay, for this technique, i’ll need a partner,” luke says, looking straight at you. “can you come up here?”

deciding to oblige him, you rolled your eyes good-naturedly, smiling as you joined him in front of the other campers, who had begun whispering when he called out to you. in the crowd, just past your half-siblings looks of shock, you can see the stolls passing around a wad of cash.

luke addresses the crowd once more, “i need everyone to be paying close attention here, we’ll be demonstrating how to parry, or counterblock for the newcomers.”

as both of you get into position, luke smiles, “don’t forget to go easy on me.”

you laughed, “don’t bet on it, castellan.”

your demonstration ends up feeling like eons, as the two of you continue to dance around each other, parrying and jabbing, and lunging, and striking, and parrying. both of you are panting, your faces flushed as you continue, and just when it seems like you have the upper hand, luke side steps, and easily parries your finishing blow, disarming you in the process.

you laugh as you yield, loving the exhilaration from the fight, but when the two of you face the campers once more, more than half of the crowd is slack-jawed.

luke, ever the showman, can’t resist a grin, “not only was that your lesson to not underestimate aphrodite cabin, but also to show you the level we’re trying to get you guys to. now, partner up and spread out.”

before you can turn back to address luke again, drew is suddenly at your side.

“what the fuck was that?” drew hisses, grasping your elbow and leading you away from the training session in full swing, pulling you into your cabin, where silena sits on your bed (still in her armor), clearly awaiting this impromptu confrontation.

“what was what?” you choose to feign innocence, examining your nails before glancing up to see the twin expressions of horror on both silena and drew’s faces.

“do not act dumb,” drew eyes you coolly, “it’s so beneath you.”

“i’m not acting dumb,” you rolled your eyes at the both of them.

“yes you —”

“you and castellan,” silena interjects, “we want details, now.”

“what details even are there to give?”

silena grabs drew’s arm, pulling her back from apparently nearly pouncing on you.

drew rolls her eyes at the hand on her arm, and then focuses on you, “you’re literally our next head counselor and you and castellan had never so much looked at each other until this week and now he’s asking you to help demonstrate training techniques, like hello?”

silena snapped her fingers in agreement, “c’mon, you can’t deny that something didn’t happen.”

“nothing did,” you crossed your arms across your chest.

“you know what,” drew says, “if you wanna be like this fine. come find me when you finally decide to — i don’t know — talk to your sisters?” she storms out of the cabin, leaving you alone with silena, who sighs, gives you an apologetic look and goes after drew.

“well, that was a shit show.”

you whirl around to see your head counselor standing at the entry of the cabin, poised as ever, not a hair out of place as she stood, examining her manicure, looking bored, as usual.

“couldn’t agree more,” you sigh, sitting on your bed, head in your hands.

your head counselor takes a seat beside you, “look, i don’t care for whatever petty drama just unfolded, you’ll get over it, daughters of aphrodite and all,” she waves a hand in the air, “— but for now, we have more pressing issues. i’m gonna leave for college soon, and the entire cabin knows you’re my successor.”

you nod as she paused, meeting your gaze, and you can’t help but examine the perfect shape of her eyeliner, scanning her entire picture-perfect face in an attempt to discern her mood.

“i don’t care whatever it is you have going on with castellan, but you need to complete the rite of passage, before you become head counselor.”

“the rite of passage?” you asked, having only heard the phrase in hushed conversations around camp, the knot in your stomach tightening as she continued.

“no child of aphrodite is a true child of aphrodite without having broken their first love’s heart,” is all she offers as an explanation, completely straight-faced. “castellan is perfect for your rite of passage.”

your eyebrows furrow as you consider her words, and with a final nod, and gentle squeeze of your arm, she leaves you with both her legacy and your mother’s legacy in your hands.

“oh, and before i forget, whoever doesn’t do it always ends up cursed.”

iii. now let me pray to keep you from / the perils that will surely come

luke’s shoulder brushing against yours has turned out to be extremely distracting, and now you can understand why your cabin is more notorious for breaking hearts, rather than falling in love. you can’t seem to focus on anything except how close his hand is to yours, even the golden hue of the fire or the sing-alongs can’t divert your attention.

the distance between the two of you grows imperceptibly smaller when luke suddenly clears his throat, on the verge of saying something, when a twig snaps behind the two of you, causing you to jump apart and look at the intruder.

annabeth is standing behind the two of you, looking faintly apologetic, but also terrified. “sorry if i interrupted you guys,” she offers, rubbing her arm.

you share a glance with luke, nodding at him. “you weren’t — luke can always talk to me later,” you say, offering her your trademark smile.

annabeth nodded, “thank you,” as luke gently squeezed your hand before getting up to comfort her.

“don’t thank me, sweetheart.”

you’re at your usual spot when luke rejoins you, running a hand through his curls. “sorry,” he says, “someone left a spider in athena cabin, and no one could kill it.”

you chuckled, “if it wasn’t a total accident, i’d bet money it was travis and connor.”

the corner of his mouth quirks up at the mention of his siblings, “i think you’re spending too much time around them to pick up on their habits.”

“or maybe, i’m spending too much time around you,” you offer, smirking at him, trying to ignore the funny feeling in your chest as he smiles genuinely at you.

“i like to say i’m an acquired taste,” luke shrugs, sneaking a glance at you as you laugh at him.

“i think i’ve acquired that taste,” you say, without thinking, before realizing how phenomenally stupid that sounded.

luke smiled widely, “y’know, if you weren’t a daughter of aphrodite, i would’ve told you how corny that was —” you shoved him here, “— ow, let me finish, but i actually am really glad to hear that.”

“no wonder,” you smirked, “i can practically hear your heart beating out of your chest.”

“okay, look who’s confident all of a sudden.”

you shut him up with a soft kiss that has him seeing stars.

iv. i know what’s weighing on your mind / you can be sure i know my part

“again, what the hell is going on with you and castellan?” silena asks one early morning before breakfast, birds chirping as she’s lining her eyes with kajal, glancing at the mirror in her hand as she sits at the top of her bed.

“nothing.”

“i literally saw you guys making out and had to scrub my eyes out with soap,” drew adds, looking extremely disgusted at the thought of relieving that experience, as she paints a fresh coat of nail polish.

“fine, you’re right,” you concede, curling your eyelashes.

“don’t you have to do the rite of passage, though?” drew asks, pausing to look up at you.

“i’m not doing the rite of passage,” you say slowly, setting the eyelash curler down on the vanity.

“excuse me?” your head counselor has her hands on her hips, the annoyed expression on her face marring her perfect features, towering over you as she stands in front of your bed.

“i said, i’m not doing the rite of passage,” you enunciate, looking up at her, maintaining eye contact.

the temperature of the cabin seemed to drop ten degrees, and for a minute or so, your stare remained unbroken until she shrugged. “your decision... but don’t say i didn’t warn you,” before dramatically whirling around and heading to the pavilion.

silena gave you a look as drew arched her brow, and you simply shrugged in response.

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ASTROLOGY FUCKING NOTES

WHY do people say that if someone's planets falls into your 7th house, then YOU'RE THEIR IDEAL LOVER??? Bitch bye. If someone's planets falls into YOUR 7th house, then U DIG THEM OR HATE EM, AS IT'S YOUR 7TH HOUSE! Let's say that your crush planets falls into your 1st and 7th house, then obviously u like their looks (1st house) and the way they show themselves off 2 other people, (how they treat other people/people u know (7th house! Don't project.

Pluto conjunct Ascendant in synastry, is a stalker aspect🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️. It kinda reminds me of Hailey running around after Justin at his interviews, when they were young and he had no idea🤨🫣😭🤣 . SO FUCKING CREEPY. Pluto is obsessed, and way 2 "fixated" on the asc person. It can get dangerous, cuz ASC person has no idea about how deeply the obsession runs with Pluto, fr💀. The worst part is that they usually know that the Pluto person can be kinda "creepy", but not about how deep it actually runs. U won't ever really know with Pluto, cuz they won't even give out 20% of their secrets - they can't help it. Unless they literally have no aspects from Pluto 2inner planets in their own natal chart.

Your Bella asteroid - 695 conjunct/trine/quintile someone’s ASC means that the ASC person finds u really beautiful, (physical attraction) 🍒🫦. With the opposition it's on & off, like sometimes yeah and other times no - It switches. With the square/quincunx - takes time, but grows into a really strong attraction, the longer you're 2gether/know each other.

Why the fuck do people think that 8th house energy is only about sex and intense connections? If a person has planets in your 8th house = that person does not like u 9/10 times. They'll talk shit about u when u ain't present/gaslight u/do things behind your back. They're usually jealous of u. Trying 2 cross your personal boundaries all the fucking time. WHO GOT TIME4THAT?? NOT ME LOVE⚠⚠.

Why do Cap inner placements/points always get a "boring", or a "cold" rep? We just don't like u? Trust me. We'll show u a good time, if we think you're worth it.

Jupiter is not only good. It enlarges EVERYTHING. So if someone has Sado asteroid (118230) conjunct Jupiter in their natal chart = a very smart/knowledgeable Sadist. They want to know everything! Hours&hours of research. They can't get enough with Jupiter! They're into some sick shit, and can use some really AGGRESSIVE ways 2 create that "pain and suffering". "shhh, I'm here baby, it's okay"🤨. 9/10 times = addiction 2 being that Sado "teacher" with Jupiter here🔞🔞. They can even brag about it!

Nessus asteroid - 7066 in synastry can definitely cause sexual attraction. But the Nessus person will always take advantage of the other person, no matter what. It may not be as "in your face"/prominent, like it is with the conjunction/square/opposition, but it will take place. Some can like Nessus contacts in synastry, if they have Nessus aspecting their own planets - especially inner planets, or points. And they can also handle Nessus energy way more, than someone who doesn't really have any Nessus contact, as they're already used to it. It doesn't make it good tho.

WOMEN with Black Moon Lilith conjunct/square/opposite Mars can hate being touched by men. Can also have trouble regarding intimacy with men in general/bc of their experiences with them🪚🪚. I have this, and if a man touches me out of nowhere = I'll punch him back 2 the year he should have stayed in a fucking condom 🦄.

Lilith asteroid - 1181) in 3rd house synastry can mean that the house persons siblings doesn't like Lilith if it's "poorly" aspected😮‍💨😮‍💨. Or that house persons siblings doesn't even want 2 try 2 create a relationship, because they already heard so much "shit" about Lilith🫠🫠.

💜 Pluto conjunct asteroid Valentine - 447) in a natal chart loves so fucking hard. They'll literally take a bullet 4 the person they love. They don't “create” a connection with anyone easy either. They're so intense when it comes 2 love, and with how they connect 2 another being. They transform/find themselves - Pluto, through those few people they do end up loving. Most people can't handle their intense ways of showing love🖤🔫.

Inner planets in Gemini degrees 3/15/27° in a natal chart are the real champions, when it comes to overthinking - but knowing everything beforehand. They already thought about ALL the different outcomes, 2 every fucking situation!🫰🫠😍🤭. They already know what time it is, before u tryna tell em.

Look at your Vertex persona chart 2 c what kind of fated things you're supposed2 go through in this life ✍👀. Make a synastry chart and c if your Vertex chart makes any significant aspects 2 your natal! It can show important life events/secret fated "events" that won't be seen in just natal or Vertex pc alone👽.

Lol, I'VE SEEN A LOT OF PEOPLE SAY THAT ARIES RISING WILL HAVE RED HAIR, OR COLOR THEIR HAIR RED AT SOME POINT? I'm an Aries rising, and I would rather get shot in the face. I'm naturally blonde, and honestly? I haven't met a single Aries rising who has red hair, or would color their hair red.

Anti - Vertex persona chart shows what YOU choose2 let into your life, and what u choose 2 do without fate intervening. It also shows u how u choose 2 act, in moments where u find no "meaning", and that's where your Vertex pc comes in right after - Fate intervening 🔮🔮.

Pluto opposite ASC/conjunct DSC in synastry can show the Pluto person deciding/or trying to at least, who the house person talks 2/surrounds themselves with. They can think a person is "bad company" 4 the house person. They can be in DSC persons business, a lot! House person is alarmed/or not, depending on how Pluto is aspected in their own chart. If Pluto is afflicted = they kinda like it.

ANYONE who has benefitted/benefits from me = a planet/point/NN/Vertex/asteroid conjunct my POF. Your POF is all the things (material/or spiritual wealth/growth), u have "picked up" on/will pick up on throughout your life. U "help" others with that planet/point or asteroid in synastry💰🦉💳.

Star asteroids - Starr - 4150), Kallisto - 204), Fama - 408), Europe - 52), actor - 12238), Lumiere - 775 - acting, Apollo - 1862), Talent - 33154), Klio - 84), Fan - 151590), Records - 30718), Varuna - 20000) Webb - 3041).

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Music, writing&poetry asteroids - Polyhymnia - 33), Euterpe - 27), Apollo - 1862), Terpsichore - 81 - song and dance) Luscinia - 713 - Singing), Melpomene - 18, Harmonia - 40), Erato - 62), Kalliope - 22), Singer - 10698), Cantor - 16246 - singing), Poesia - 946), Parthenope - 11 - singing), Tone - 1266), Echo - 60), Mnemosyne - 57).

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"Lucky asteroids" - Fortuna (19), Opportunities - 39382), Paradise - 2791), Winner - 15606), Abundantia - 151), Angel - 11911), Bless - 92891), Bonus - 10028), Tyche - 258), Midas - 1981), Magion - 2696), Spirit - 37452), Nike - 307).

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Please look at these asteroids in synastry. Prey - 6157), Sado - 118230), Devience - 21419), Nessus - 7066), Pain - 5188), Lie - 26955), Blink - 4425), Nemesis - 128), Swindle - 8690), Lilith - 1181), Hades - h41), wild - 1941), Fanatica - 1589), Medea - 212), Savage - 29837), Not - 2857), Pervert - 18624), Hard - 28077).

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THANKS4READING BABE!!

Appreciate u, always❤️

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down bad | j. potter

summary: you're so in love with james potter but he's a little too good at giving you mixed signals that it might actually ruin you

pairing: james potter x reader

warnings: angst, a little fluff if u squint, and so much longing & yearning. omg so much of it

a/n: i am unfortunately completely obsessed with taylor swift's new album, so everything i'll write in the near future will be based on one of the ttpd songs (yey!) & this one's based on 'down bad.' feel free to send requests if u want pick the next song for me x

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"So he just said no?" Mary all but hisses. Marlene shushes her, glancing around the classroom before leaning down from where she's sitting on your desk.

"Are you sure it didn't mean something else?" She rests her hand on yours. "Maybe it was just a misunderstanding. He wouldn't…he just wouldn't, right?" You smile weakly at her, then shake your head. She squeezes your hand.

"The note was pretty clear," you say with a soft sigh. The sentence rolls off your tongue with unhidden bitterness. "Sorry, can't. Need to catch up on some assignments."

You would show it to them, so they could see for themselves and maybe divert their sympathetic gazes from you. But you had set it on fire right after reading it, just like the other two notes friendly rejecting you. You still aren't sure why you did it. After all, you did just tell Mary and Marlene that you're fine. At least you will be. You should not be this devastated over some guy.

Even if that guy is James Potter.

James who is now strolling into the room with his mates, looking as invincible and full of life as he always has and always will.

Quickly, you force a smile at the girls and pull out the chair next to you. Marlene, bless her, gets the hint and lightly shoves Mary's shoulder to have her take the seat. You're going through your book bag, pulling out your inkwell when four bodies make their way past your desk.

"Ladies," comes Sirius cheerfully loud voice as he bows at the waist because, of course, he does. Peter and Remus aren't as dramatic with their greetings. The latter, however, does take the time to slow down in front of you until you look up and return his kind smile. Belatedly, you realise perhaps you shouldn't have done that. You lock eyes with James, who's right behind him.

He sends you an easy smile and a wink. Like he's letting you in on another one of his rare secrets. You're not sure if you're smiling back, but it's almost a given that you are.

He takes his seat behind you, laughing blithely at a joke Pete just told, and it's all so painfully charming that you want to die. You fear he will always make you feel like this. Like you're somehow the chosen one. It's such a sickening feeling, you can't help but whip around and look at Mary, pleadingly. Though, you're not sure what you're pleading for anymore.

She shoots you another unbearably sympathetic smile, looking like she's close to cooing at you. You sigh, hiding your face in the crook of your arms.

You can't help but think how easy it would be to just cry right here. It's embarrassing to admit, but you've done it plenty of times over the weekend after you had seen James out at Hogsmeade with the others. Miserably, you had realised that he was, in fact, not too busy working on his assignments. He just didn't want to spend time with you.

You almost let out a sob.

A hand rubs your back and you know it can only be Mary, but you let yourself believe that it's the universe consoling you, as if to say there, there because there's nothing fair about this and she knows it, but there's nothing she can do it about now, can she?

History of Magic passes in a blur. Before you know it, you're in the library, pouring all of yourself into an essay that you normally couldn't have cared less for. But you're willing to do whatever it takes to keep yourself busy. You know your thoughts will stray the moment you're lying quietly in bed anyway, awaiting another sleepless night.

You finish the sentence and look up, satisfied with your work. Apparently it's been a while since you've torn your gaze away from the parchment before you, seeing how stiff your neck is. You knead at the uncomfortable knot in your shoulder while looking around the library. It's relatively full today with every other seat being taken.

Which makes it all the more irritating when your gaze snatches on a figure sat at the other table right across from you. He's not even looking up, head bent over a book, but you would recognise that mop of unruly dark curls anywhere. James must've seen you when he came in, but that might have just been your hopeful self speaking.

Begrudgingly, you resume your writing and it takes everything in you not to look up every few minutes. To glimpse the slight furrow in his brows and the small pout of his lips as he's carefully reading every paragraph. You know he's likely looking for something to prepare for a prank. Normally, you would simply go over and ask him what he's up to. You know he'd happily tell you. But you're glad to have at least a little bit of pride and dignity left that keeps you rooted in your spot.

Seemingly not enough though since all you can think about is that there's no way he doesn't know that you're right there. It really does make you want to bang your head against the table. Maybe that would finally catch James' attention.

Pathetically, you glance at him only to notice that he's packing his things to leave. The tip of your feather goes back to the parchment so fast, it almost pierces it. You haven't got a clue what you're writing, too busy tracking James' movements from the corner of your eyes.

You watch him stand up, walking down the length of his table towards the door down the hall on his right. Then he stops. You hold your breath. James seemingly hesitates before fixing the strap of his bag on his shoulder. He turns left and walks towards you. You're staring at your hand as it writes illegible words, completely out of your control, when you feel a tap on your shoulder.

"Hey," James whispers when you look up, giving you a familiar grin and small wave. It's an innocent gesture, sweet, but there's almost something hostile about this encounter. Like you have no choice but to let him occupy every single one of your senses. You stare up at him, a matching smile sweeping over your lips before you can think better of it.

That's when you notice the scarf he's wearing and its frizzled ends. It's yours. You know it is.

Did he not give it back to you after one of your nights out together on the stands? After you had flown on your brooms, so close to the sea of stars that you could've dipped your fingertips in them? You could almost hear the echoes of your windblown laughters as the memory pushes itself into the foreground of your mind.

James is sitting still, rosy-cheeked, watching you with curious eyes while you babble on about the Leo constellation. He had just told you that you could do whatever you want to him—another quite maddening thing to casually say to someone—and now he's apparently keen on staying true to his word by letting you wrap your scarf around his neck.

It took some convincing before he'd finally accepted it from you. You promised that you wouldn't be cold with your high collared sweater, but James only gave in when you had accepted his wool hat in exchange.

He had carefully put it on you, smoothing down your hair and pulling out some loose strands to frame your face, mumbling something about how much lovelier his hat looked on you than on him. You told yourself that he surely must've known what it did to you when his knuckles brushed your cheeks. Right? Surely.

James pokes your side, chuckling, as if he sensed that your mind was drifting elsewhere. He cracks another joke, saying that if you were the one to teach him Astronomy, he might actually pay attention in class. He says it like it's a deal and you feel inclined to do whatever it takes to hold up your side of the bargain.

You laugh helplessly, feeling drunk on a little bit of everything; the stars above, James' gentle laughter, the familiar smell of broom wax and crisp winter air. This must be cosmic love, you think to yourself. Your breath clouds in front of you, becoming one with his. All the while, you're too aware of James' shoulder bumping into you, his leg pressed against yours. There's no one out here but you two.

You have all the room in the world, but James chose to sit this close to you. Probably close enough for him to hear your heart pounding. Did he do it for a reason? You'd love to know.

"You don't need me to pay attention in Astronomy," you find yourself saying in response, something daring laced in the drawl of your voice. His eyes flash, bright and a bit wild. It's the same look he gets after you challenge him to a race on your brooms. His grin grows wide, carefree, and oh so lovely.

"Please." His face comes impossibly closer and you lean in without another thought, eager to take whatever it is James will give you. You feel his breath on your lips.

"I will always need you, Y/N."

Somehow he makes it sound genuine.

Then he winks and leaves you a horrid, forsaken mess. Somehow he makes that feel like a nice gesture too.

Incredulously, you stare at him as he leans back, elbows resting on the seats behind him. James Potter, you think weakly, what are you doing to me? Not for the first time you ponder what you would do if you can't have him. You almost double over from the striking pain in your chest.

Then he points out another constellation and you nearly forget all about yourself. He's good at that. Never ceasing to show you that the world is bigger than the two of you. Making you forget and remember that you might be in love. Because what if you were in love?

James cups the back of his neck, then points towards the door of the library, almost shyly letting you know that he's leaving. You nod slowly, still dazed. A small smile crosses his lips before you watch him round the corner, his back disappearing from your sight.

You blink, letting out a ragged breath. You feel like you got the wind knocked out of you. Like you just lost your twin. Someone who knows you like no one else ever will. Someone who might just be your better half. Someone who sometimes makes you feel like they want nothing to do with you.

It's ridiculous, you think bleakly to yourself, you're so down bad.

And James Potter makes it feel like a curse and a blessing.

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