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zegalba · 1 year
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nakamorijuan · 2 years
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第124話 「話迫り来る闇の恐怖!苦戦の8戦士」
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wulfskoll · 1 year
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My Freinds made me do it
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gogoltora · 2 years
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more money
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anthonyspage · 1 year
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🪬🧿👽🕉
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vivsruffles · 1 month
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saint if they were a darker shade of green and put into a mall with survivors and other entities and forced to beat each other to death
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saint + tailsmane from sharkco!! sharkcos a silly tdm/pvp/ffa game on roblox thats basically survivors and weird silly fluffy beings of synthetic life. i dont know how to explain but its fun even in an pre-alpha state
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oswednesday · 6 months
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lutari island didnt happen cause someone on staff clawed their way to upper management and with the last of their strength gripped someone in charge and said if you launch this neopets will die from racism poisoning
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grayanimates · 2 years
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TAILS DOOOLLLLLL
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counterorbit · 2 years
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02.07.21 + 02.21.21 + 03.28.21 + 07.12.22
dnd OC sea sorcerer; Yunyu 雲玉
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fraterzigmund · 4 months
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Table of Geomantic Figures
Table of the Sixteen Geomantic Figures used in divination and the making of talismans. Correspondences are sourced from The Art and Practice of Geomancy by John Michael Greer. Produced as part of my personal spiritual curriculum work in 2023.
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thefixisin · 9 months
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limerenceheart · 8 months
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thoughts on yandere jing yuan??!!! what would be his preferred method to ensnare his darling?
hello anon! I feel like Jing Yuan would goes through the stage of denial from the five stages of grief till their beloved does something unacceptable. Also, I feel like his approach would derived from his history with Jingliu so I'm jotting further details down below.
a/n - i accept requests so please some in since i enjoy doing them and my inbox is practically empty.
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The general never wanted to mingle anything relating in love.
The closet form he ever came across as love was pure admiration towards his mentor till that fateful day of vanquishing Jingliu forever.
Learnt lesson, never again but his young blonde mentee knocked everything out of balance.
If it wasn't for the young boy, he would never met the newest recruit to the knight clouds.
"Oh, (y/n) saw me dropped my tailsman and returned it to me but she have no idea who she was back then so she was super friendly."
Jing Yuan shouldn't had asked for more details but seeing her smile couldn't snuff out the spark of curiosity.
The general used the fact that she would never treated him normally if she found out his identity so he deliberately walked past her with other knight clouds in the bustling streets.
"General, what is the next move?"
It worked considering Jing Yuan could feel her lingering stare on his back.
The silver haired man should been relived but only a sense of disappointment lingered behind.
Why did he feel this? but he rather not know.
Y/N should disappear from his mind but a few weeks later, he found out his blond lieutenant have assigned her to another unit specialises in exploring the planet.
The idea of her leaving brought out another side of him.
"Yanqing, you are the subordinate, not the other way around." The general snapped at him and the blond was lucky that there were other cloud knights witnessing the exchange because Jing Yuan was sure he might have hit him out of rage.
The general couldn't stopped the incident from spreading but he didn't care since no one could over ride him.
Unfortunately, Jing Yuan knew this too well and (y/n) shortly found out that her new role is being the personal assistant of the mighty general.
The other cloud knights congratulated her with jealously hidden in their voices but seeing the evaluating look that Jing Yuan gave her on the first day made her feel like something was off.
"(y/n), do you have any questions?"
The question brought her back to earth and she stuttered on her reply.
"No, sir."
"No need for such formalities, just call by my name."
(y/n) should feel honoured to have that privilege but seeing the unnerving smile of Jing Yuan just seem like a red flag.
(y/n) could only keep it to herself so she sucked it up and decided to play the role till the very end.
The weeks passed but (y/n) gradually noticed a change towards how others treated her especially the male cloud knights along with Jing Yuan assigning her more tasks that required her to do it alone while he was away on his duties.
"Um lieutenant, is this how general Jing Yuan treated his past assistants?"
"I don't know, you're the only one that I met." And with that, Yanqing waved off her concerns.
(y/n) felt like screaming inside at the possibility that she may be his first one.
why?
(y/n) couldn't get her answer without it backfiring so once again, she accepted her fate and just did whatever Jing Yuan wanted like an obedient doll.
The general accidentally revealed his intentions when he found his adorable assistant slumped over his desk in his private study since he have been working her to the bone lately.
Jing Yuan should have stopped considering he have driven her exhaustion but he much prefer her to feel burnout than mingling with others.
The slight guilt still didn't stopped him from approaching the desk to swing his jacket across her shoulders but he took it to another step along with pressing a kiss to her forehead.
"You're all mine, (y/n)."
(y/n) eyes shot open and she automatically spring out of the chair to create distance from the enstranged man.
"General, what do you mean by that?" The girl may been shooting him a fierce look but her voice slightly trembled.
Jing Yuan could knocked her out and returned her to her sleeping quarters to play it off as a bad nigh-
ah, fuck it. (y/n) would connect the dots one day.
with that in mind, the general closed the gap between them and grasped her face to make her look him in the eye.
"I meant exactly what I said, you can never leave me."
(y/n) let out a gulp at the sinister look in his eyes along with his deadly tone.
but Jing Yuan prefer it this way and (y/n) would eventually warm up to his one day.
at least this way, she would never end up like his mentor since Jing Yuan would chain her to him side.
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mcmuerteflurry · 1 year
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Lobo/muerte/death handlers HC-GN victim reader- muerte speech
!CW: suggestive and possible NSFW and google translate!
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Whistling will be one of the most common sounds you’ll hear in a daily basis
You have to either be the most interesting being in existence or a Cupid must’ve used their most powerful arrow and ran out along the way
Perhaps one of, if not, the most dangerous in the Shrek universe
Would commonly call the victim conejito (bunny in Spanish) in a mocking tone
Running only motivates him to chase
An example you tried escaping him
“He will cling on to you like a demon in love with a religious woman”
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Possibly going to any religious professional or spiritual professional such as a shaman or a fortune teller would all have their thoughts and astral minds clouded on your situation
It is merely impossible to escape the images of muerte wether it’s paintings, cards, cups or even posters the victim will see him everywhere
No tailsman or any religious or protective relics can save you from the personification of fear and death
The victim should get use to being in a continuous state of fear
The first time the victim hears those answers they’re at the state of confusion or laughter either way it doesn’t end right
Victim’s first time hearing the whistle placed them in the state of panic attacks or even anxiety attacks for their words are true
“Do not indulge with him for his appearance is most appealing”
“Mi amor engulf yourself in my aura for there would be eternal safety” he would announce with open arms that he has completely not recited for hours before introducing himself
“Do not feed to the delusion of his for it will consume you”
“I am indeed your one true love”
Mirrors are the reader’s worst enemy because muerte can watch them via the mirrors (like how some Jinns and demons can watch through the mirrors)
Tú pensamiento pobre conejito
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Think someone can help nope! Not even witchcraft or a guillotine would get that wolf’s tongue out of your ass for as long as you cease to exist
Would destroy any form of communication with others because he believes “he knows better, he’s been on this planet since the beginning of time and knows every scenario by the”
He would hold the victim in his arms as a “protection” mechanism to make the victim feel safe in his delusions
“Mi amor, mi conejito I know what’s best for you, you don’t even have to repay me like those friends of yours just stay in my arms is all I’m asking for”
Any time you deny his assistance he would always find a way to get you to lean to him
Would purposely cause casualties to make sure you’re entirely dependent on them
“Mi conejito… I always knew they didn’t care for you only I care for you in the highest of levels because I am the only true love for you”
His sickles tallies the amount of family he has killed and is craving for many more to envelope their victim into isolation
I HC that he can interact with animals like how in some demonology books some demons can interact with someone via animals or revive and give messages
He says as the animal souls gave him the signal that your friend’s and family soul has reached the river to the ferrymen
Animal souls become a common visitor wether it is a message with gifts or regular message
You haven’t touched your drink you okay mate
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The victim is either avoiding some pubs or finding hidden ones
The victim attempted to stand up and walk away but was soon stopped by a pair of arms gripping the side of their waist
Muerte’s breathe brushes against the victim’s ears
“mi conejita donde pensaste que podías correr” (my bunny did you think you could run)
Muerte would coo nothing less than sweet things whilst their hand explore the victim’s body
The victim’s breathe hitch as they try to stabilise themselves causing the bartender to question them in concern
“No one can see us so why don’t we continue this somewhere”
I don’t want to do this to you but you need to learn
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If the victim managed to run that’s a miracle but disguised as a curse (Some NSFW)
Scenario A
The victim’s back has been slammed to the wall of an alleyway late at night during a festival
The victim’s hands above their head and Muerte’ touches teasing the victim under their cloak
The area getting steamy with huffing and yelps
Scenario B
The victim cannot find a proper disguise thus steals the poncho/cloak to hide in the crowd
The victim finally arrived to the back of a building to rest their breathing with their palms on the walls to avoid showing their face
“mi conejo, no puedes esconderte de mí, estoy tan en tu mente como en el área en la que resides” My rabbit, you can't hide from me, I'm as much in your mind as I am in the area in which you reside.
Was the last thing the victim heard before a leg was lifted and muffled moans escaped
“You look adorable in my poncho/cloak we should continue doing this for our ‘little sessions’ hm?”
Conclusion
“All I want from you is to act obedient and submissive under my rule is that too much to ask” he complains
He would throw the victim onto his back and walk back to an area where you cannot run nor hide
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3xen · 1 year
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tending to them after a mission; aamon & hayabusa
n. wrote this out of sheer boredom, it was not an idea to dismiss.
c. formality, bandages/bandaging, sickness, use of ‘love’ multiple times
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hayabusa
nightfall had quickly made its first appearance as you forge ahead towards hayabusa’s estate. you ensure you’ve brought your basket of supplies in your grasp by looking down at your hands, you could not afford forgetting any medical tool or ointment.
during his departure, hayabusa left in a haste. he spared no details about his mission. you didn’t press on the subject knowing it was disrespectful to distract any ninja on a journey, nonetheless a man of house. you decided it would be best to ignore the aching questions you had and wait for his arrival back at the scarlet shadow. 
the sight of tall hedges enter your line of sight, informing you that you were reaching closer. your nerves already jittering throughout your body, it was like meeting him for the first time again. 
you had yet to inform hayabusa about your visit, you hoped he’d at least be a little delighted to see you. hayabusa wasn’t a reckless fighter and he did not let his emotions deceive him while in combat, but he could get out of line sometimes. 
it was rare to ever be tending to his injuries. usually he’d come home unharmed and well but apparently he’d gone all out during this mission. he could be bloodied and beaten up now, or worse.
you drown those thoughts in thrill as you reach the entrance of the estate, being cautious as you step in. you know exactly where his room is, down the hall pass a few more rooms, marked with a protective tailsman. 
but instead of going straight to his room, you head toward the main room and pay respects to the shrine. it was a form of respect that honored the heart of the home. you knew hayabusa would do the same for you and your family. 
after paying your respects, you finally make your way towards his room, bowing to a few servants that pass by. your heart keeps panging in your chest, his room is right there! 
before even attempting to knock, you brush out your hair, straighten your yukata on the skirt and sleeves. you apply a little more gloss to your lips and fix your posture. 
“haya? it’s me, are you-“ 
“_____? come in.” you slide the door open, proceeding to take a few light steps into his room. your head hanging low, you slip your feet out of your sandals and carefully place them next to his. 
you slowly start to raise your head, stealing a glance at his form. until his eyes finally meet yours. you shift under his gaze, instantly rushing to his side apace. examining his state further, one can tell he’s obviously uncomfortable. 
“haya, are you alright? you wouldn’t mind tea would you?” his posture seems to soften as you suggest tea. he shakes his head, allowing you to grab the handle of the tea kettle sitting on the table in his room. 
you grab a few tea packets, dropping them in the liquid of the tea kettle. you hoped hayabusa didn’t mind the company, or would he rather be alone now? tea, and that was it? you're too preoccupied perfecting the tea, you don’t notice as he heavily tenses behind you. 
he clears his throat and you whip your gaze to him. did you do something wrong? you purse your lips, nerves on edge. 
“my shoulder.. it’s my shoulder.” he plainly admits, avoiding any contact between your eyes. you keep quiet, instead, sliding over to his side. he shifts mostly on his right side, indicating exactly where his injury was. your hands drag along his elbow, up to his shoulder to the hem of his yukata, eventually pulling it down with caution. 
he lets out a quiet groan, as your hands smoothly pull down the right side of his yukata. you decided you would ignore his cries of discomfort and instead focus on bandaging him up properly. 
the bandages, of course, looked horrid. it was wrapped poorly, starting from his left pec down to his abdomen. it hadn’t been rewrapped for days.
you began the unwrapping process. already, the bruises started to form of a blueish-purple hue. you're sure to be careful during the process, his body was tight enough. if he’s moving around too much, it is certain to become worse. 
“did that man deserve your time?” 
“he threatened you.” 
it was something new to hear, a small medical ninja like you? being the talk of the lands? oh no.
“kept spitting insults at you. i would never allow someone like him to make such comments about my wife.” you sigh, hayabusa was on a roll tonight. you’d like to shut him up with a smart remark, but his injuries needed care for. 
“said the times of medical ninjas were over, do you not feel enraged as you hear those words?” you scoop a bit of ointment onto your fingers from the metal tiny tin, applying loads of ointment on his chest where dark hues were becoming more visible. 
“infact, no.” you reply, still engrossed more into his injuries. you continue applying ointment to his splendid build and he doesn’t seem to mind at all. 
“are you sure he insulted me? or you?” 
“he got through your head, love. i thought you said no emotions on the battlefield.” you tighten the lid around the metal tin, placing it aside and moving to the next procedure. he frowns in his stance, shaking his head in disapproval. 
“i suppose you are right love.. just the thought of seeing that atrocious man once more irks me.” you unravel the newly roll of bandages and position yourself sitting in front of him.
smiling, “falling in love.. is something foolish. we do terrible things for the people we love.”
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aamon
you had informed all nurses to head back to their stations, this day specifically. the maids gossiped, and gossiped. so you could only assume word spread around here quick. aamon the duke of house paxley was being bedridden because of his latest mission. arriving back from yours aswell, your natural drive led you to head straight towards his quarters.
“oh aamon! are you in here by any chance?” he hears your voice chime through the wide walls and tall ceiling. he couldn’t be more overjoyed to see you. you had gone on a mission for what felt like ages. he was cooped up in his room without any company, even gusion refused to keep him company for a while!
“oh, my pretty girl.”
“you don’t look too handsome yourself.” at this point, his eye bags were heavier than you had ever seen them. he, overall, looked exhausted. you were extremely worried about him, it was a great thing you’d ever even think about cutting your mission short.
“how are you feeling?”
“fine, im taking it easy on my body.” you sit on the side of his bed, thinking of ways to get him feeling just a little better.
you abruptly stood up, marching toward the bathroom then out the double doors to his room. aamon was quite unsure of your actions, simply watching with curious eyes.
you come back shortly with a rag in hand and a bowl of soup. he looks unimpressed, but still complies as you order him to sit up
“valentina mentioned something about being prone to sickness in the paxley family.”
“what?”
“eat.” you bring a spoonful of chicken soup to his lips. he refuses the spoon and pushes it away from his lips.
“im okay _____, really. why don’t you get some rest?” aamon dodges your request by all means. he would like to not have worried you. he was informed you indeed made it back safely. but him being bedridden and all was no way of a ruler of his country. nor was it anything to bother you with. aamon knew you were tired yourself. he was not worth discarding sleep.
“what nonsense are you on about?” you were determined to nurse him back to health, whether he made a fuss about it or not.
“did you miss me?”
“perhaps.” forcing the spoon in his mouth, he hesitantly accepts it. you smile at his cooperation. your hands go for the wet rag and set it gently atop his forehead.
“now, please rest. our stories will have to wait for later, love.” aamon’s body relaxes at your words.
“im fine love. can you just accompany me for today?” he whines, tugging on the hem of your shirt.
“your hands are cold.” you mutter with a smile on your face. slipping under the covers with his hands wrapped around your waist.
it sealed your fate whenever you climbed into bed with him, who knew how long you were going to be here. you wished you could have prepared better if you knew of this.
“you won’t keep me for too long will you?” aamon nuzzled into your chest, ignoring all your remarks. he was comforted by your words. even if you were teasing.
“you were gone far too long. i sat in this empty room for days.”
“im sorry, i was lonely myself,”
“you were my only concern.”
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gogoltora · 2 years
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learning astrology better sigils
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unknown-ultimates · 6 months
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Kokichi popped up in Lishu's room, and God only knows how he got past everyone else, but he peered over at Lishu at an ungodly morning hour with a hint of playful excitement on his face. Curiously, he shows no intentions on actually trying to rouse anyone, but he does appear to just want to be around someone.
But also... he's a youkai... As dangerous as he is docile.
- @excitement-to-consumption (( Feel free to ignore! ))
*He finds Lishu sorting out his items, bottles containing odd substances, tailsmans, a few books, and a check list with a bunch of names on it. Lishu seems to be busy at the moment.*
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"You may come in." @excitement-to-consumption
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