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sapphicreadsdb · 10 months

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Hi do you by chance have any sapphic fantasy recs? preferably adult fantasy but YA is fine too

sure! tho this could will get quite long... no links, sorry!, bc it was kicking up a fuss with those for some reason

+ = ya

pennyblade by j.l. worrad

lady hotspur by tessa gratton

sofi and the bone song by adrienne tooley (+)

she who became the sun by shelley parker chan

the scapegracers by h.a. clarke (+)

the third daughter by adrienne tooley (+)

the daughters of izdihar by hadeer elsbai

the malevolent seven by sebastien de castell

blackheart knights by laure eve

the warden by daniel m. ford

the unbroken by c.l. clark

dark earth by rebecca stott

witch king by martha wells

scorpica by g.r. macallister

the mirror empire by kameron hurley

now she is witch by kirsty logan

silverglass by j.f. rivkin

the woman who loved the moon and other stories by elizabeth a. lynn

...(this answer is how i discover there's a character limit per block so. doing this in chunks.)

fire logic by laurie j. marks

a restless truth by freya marske

when angels left the old country by sacha lamb (+)

the traitor baru cormorant by seth dickinson

an archive of brightness by kelsey socha

the bladed faith by david dalglish

the winged histories by sofia samatar

dragonoak by sam farren

the forever sea by joshua phillip johnson

into the broken lands by tanya huff

the jasmine throne by tasha suri

daughter of redwinter by ed mcdonald

the last magician by lisa maxwell (+)

the fire opal mechanism by fran wilde

...

the black coast by mike brooks

high times in the low parliament by kelly robson

foundryside by robert jackson bennett

the enterprise of death by jesse bullington

mamo by sas milledge (+)

from dust, a flame by rebecca podos (+)

uncommon charm by emily bergslien & kat weaver

wild and wicked things by francesca may

the unspoken name by a.k. larkwood

brother red by adrian selby

the final strife by saara el-arifi

way of the argosi by sebastien de castell (+)

the bone shard daughter by andrea stewart

ghost wood song by erica waters (+)

into the crooked place by alexandra christo (+)

ashes of the sun by django wexler

the midnight girls by alicia jasinska (+)

the midnight lie by marie rutkoski (+)

the never tilting world by rin chupeco (+)

water horse by melissa scott

...

a master of djinn by p. djeli clark

the good luck girls by charlotte nicole davis (+)

among thieves by m.j. kuhn

black water sister by zen cho

the velocity of revolution by marshall ryan maresca

sweet & bitter magic by adrienne tooley (+)

the dark tide by alicia jasinska (+)

the library of the unwritten by a.j. hackwith

a dark and hollow star by ashley shuttleworth (+)

the chosen and the beautiful by nghi vo

the councillor by e.j. beaton

these feathered flames by alexandra overy (+)

the factory witches of lowell by c.s. malerich

fireheart tiger by aliette de bodard

...

city of lies by sam hawke

bestiary by k-ming chang

the raven and the reindeer by t. kingfisher

the winter duke by claire eliza bartlett (+)

master of poisons by andrea hairston

the empress of salt and fortune by nghi vo

night flowers shirking from the light of the sun by li xing

down comes the night by allison saft (+)

wench by maxine kaplan (+)

girls made of snow and glass by melissa bashardoust (+)

girls of paper and fire by natasha ngan (+)

the impossible contract by k.a. doore

burning roses by s.l. huang

the house of shattered wings by aliette de bodard

not for use in navigation by iona datt sharma

weak heart by ban gilmartin

girl, serpent, thorn by melissa bashardoust (+)

the devil's blade by mark alder

...

we set the dark on fire by tehlor kay mejia (+)

the true queen by zen cho

moontangled by stephanie burgis

a portable shelter by kirsty logan

sing the four quarters by tanya huff

all the bad apples by moira fowley doyle (+)

the drowning eyes by emily foster

the priory of the orange tree by samantha shannon

miranda in milan by katharine duckett

the afterward by e.k. johnston (+)

thorn by anna burke

penhallow amid passing things by iona datt sharma

in the vanishers' palace by aliette de bodard

summer of salt by katrina leno (+)

the gracekeepers by kirsty logan

out of the blue by sophie cameron (+)

black wolves by kate elliott

the circle by sara b. elfgren & mats strandberg (+)

unspoken by sarah rees brennan (+)

thistlefoot by gennarose nethercott

passing strange by ellen klages

(and breathe)

#recs #q

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thrashkink-coven · 4 months

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Hi all,

Welcome to the last part of my 2024 altar tour! 4/4

What a year it has been! I have learned so much and made so many new friends! My altar has always been a reflection of my psyche, seeing it’s beauty reminds me of the beauty that exists within me. :)

So this is my final little work space where I do pendulum magick and tarot readings. There is a devotional mug to Lord Lucifer which I use for our morning coffee chats. There is also Lucifer’s devotional dragon statue, as well as the dual scrying mirror for him and Faviel.

There is a normal mirror and a statue of a pharaoh’s tomb. The board which the flowers and offerings are placed on dawns Faviel’s sigil and candle. To Faviel I have offered a palm stone, flowers, an acorn, smoky quartz, some black earrings, and some grubs.

Beside him is my pendulum in a selenite charging bowl along with my pendulum mat.

The black and white image you see was a piece of art I made for Archangel Jophiel after he gifted me a vision a year or so ago. I use it whenever I’m reaching out to him.

Beneath my altar is some space for storage where I keep my larger cauldron, mortar and pestle, larger candles, etc. There is also my stand where I keep my broom, fire poker, and shovel. My witch broom is wrapped in a protective seal. I use it to sweep ash from my prayer mat.

And finally, here are a few of the books I have in my collection that have greatly greatly aided me in my craft. Remember to do your research my dears!

The Arbatel of Magick- First English edition 1633, new edition 2013, edited by Earl Marwick

Healing with Form, Energy, and Light- Tenzin Wangyal Rinpoche

Gods and Goddesses- Hallam, Elizabeth

The Lesser Key of Solomon- S.L MacGregor Mathers and Aleister Crowley

The Dictionary of Alchemy- Diana Fernando

The Art of Angels- Howard Loxton

Backland’s Book of Spirit Communications- Raymond Buckland

Transcendental Magick- Éliphas Lévi

The Greater Key of Solomon- S.L MacGregor Mathers

A History of God- Karen Armstrong

A Dictionary of Angels, Including Fallen Angels- Gustav Davidson

Making Talismans- Nick Farrell

The Sixth and Seventh Books of Moses- Johann Scheibel

The Egyptian Book of the Dead

The Rise and Fall of the Nephilim- Scott Alan Roberts

Buckland’s Complete Book of Witchcraft- Raymond Buckland

Candle Burning Rituals- Raymond Buckland

The Complete Book of Black Magick and Witchcraft

Green Witchcraft, Folk Magick, Fairy Lore & Herb Craft- Ann Moura

The Book of Forbidden Knowledge, Black Magick, Superstition, Charms and Divination- First Edition 1910s Johnson Smith & co. New Edition 2016 edited by Earl Marwick

Three Books of Occult Philosophy- Henry Cornelius Agrippa

and of course, The Holy Bible- New Living Translation.

I have many other books in my collection on tarot and astrology in my living room, but these are the books that have had the greatest impact on my craft. Here are a few of those other ones:

Love Potions- Tatania Hardie

The Book of Destinies- Jane Struthers

The Crystal Bible 2- Judy Hall

The Tarot Bible- Sarah Barlett

The Wicca Bible- Ann Marie Gallagher

Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs- Scott Cunningham

Magic and Medicine of Plants- Reader’s Digest

The Power of Birthdays Stars and Numbers- Saffi Crawford and Geraldine Sullivan

The Witches’ Goddess- Janet and Stewart Farrar

The Witches’ God- Janet and Stewart Farrar

•••

I wanted to end this tour off with my reading material because I want to emphasize how important it is to understand that “magick” is not just “stuff”.

I really enjoy all of my magical tools and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with having and wanting pretty things or an aesthetically pleasing altar. In fact I believe aesthetic and care are acts of love in themselves. Don’t ever let someone shame you for wanting to decorate and indulge in the aesthetics of your craft.

But please do remember that our greatest magical tool is our minds, our senses, and our experiences- our brains. Remember to read read read lots of material from many different sources. Contemplate honestly on everything you read, hear and experience. Do not take everything you believe today as a fact, do not box yourself in to anything. (Maybe that’s the Luciferian in me speaking lol)

Learn how to do magick alone, without any tools. My magick is not my stuff, although my stuff greatly aids me in my magick. Does that make sense?

Thank you so much for reading! I look forward to growing and learning so much more this year! :)

Blessed be!

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space-helen · 1 year

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Eels

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Pairing: Fox Mulder x Reader

A/N: I think the ending is a bit weird but I do like this! It kinda made me miss the X Files. Also can we talk about this GIF ?!?!! DAMN

Request: Fox x Reader where they have to fake being a couple for some reason? Maybe like that one episode where him and Scully have to fake being a couple? - Anon

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"Excuse me." You looked the Fox dead in the eye, everyone else was quiet around you.

Skinner gently clear his throat before speaking "Y/L/N, you don't have to do this but it'd be really beneficial if you did."

You pondered it for a second. It would only be two days, two days of pretending to be Mulder's wife at a couples weekend retreat where people were returning with memory loss and burn like markings on their arms. Scully was already known by the retreat as she visited to try and speak to someone but had no luck, which meant that it had to be you and Mulder.

"Alright." You turned towards Skinner "but you all owe me."

"Am I really that bad?" Mulder teased.

"I don't think you want us answering that." Scully piped up.

"Yes, yes you are." Skinner deadpanned which had everyone letting out a brief laugh "Alright, get out of here. Bring us back something good."

Your car pulled up outside of the retreat. It was beautiful, you couldn't deny that. Opening the door Mulder and you were greeted by the owners, Mr and Mrs O'Donell who immediately welcomed you and asked if you had a reservation.

"Mr and Mrs Brent." You held out your hand to shake the owner's. The two of you had been given fake I.Ds for a Mr Scott Brent and Mrs Lucy Brent.

"We've heard so much about this place. I'm sorry we're late we hit a lot of traffic" Mulder added offering his own hand.

"We've been expecting you" Mrs O'Donell said kindly. "We do however, keep a strict schedule that we expect everyone to stick to, no exceptions."

"I thought this was supposed to be a relaxing retreat." Mulder attempted to joke.

"We understand" you chipped in and gave Mulder a nudge.

The older man gave the two of you a suspicious look and Mulder wrapped his arm around you bringing you into his side. All you could do was smile and look up to the man.

It must have been convincing enough because Mr O'Donell looked away and Mrs O'Donell smiled. She began to walk towards the entrance, her husband in step beside her. Mulder removed his arm from around you and offered you his hand. Taking it the two of you walked hand in hand into the building.

"Lovely place you have" you spoke as you admired the tall ceilings adorned with flowers and vines where they connected to the walls.

"Thank you" Mrs O'Donnell replied as she and her husband moved behind what you could only assume was the reception desk.

"Could we see some form of identification please" Mr O'Donell said roughly as his wife pulled out a book and a file which she quickly labelled 'Brent, S.L'

Mulder quickly pulled out the IDs you'd been given and you watched as they inspected them and scribbled down notes.

“Dinner will be in an hour on the dot, followed by introductions and a sample of what’s to come tomorrow.”

“We’ll be there.” you replied as Mulder looked around the room. Mrs O’Donell gave you a polite nod before disappearing and closing the door behind her.

“It’s a lot smaller than I thought it’d be.” you had to admit the man was right. There was a double bed, wardrobe and small desk with a TV on a dresser, barely enough room for the two of you to move around. The bathroom connected to the room was very much the same. Definitely a step down in quality compared to the rest of the resort.

“I suppose they don’t imagine us staying in here all that much so have made the rooms to reflect that and force us to join the activities.” you took a seat on the edge of the bed as you spoke, watching as Mulder switched on the TV and tried navigating some channels but was met with static and no service on most of them.

“Looks like we’re spoilt for choice.” the man spoke light heartedly as he turned the TV off and flopped onto the bed. Lying down he looked at the ceiling as you awkwardly looked around the room. He noticed this and turned his head towards you “Relax Y/N, we’ll be fine.”

“I know. Something feels really off about this place though. Almost sinister and we haven’t even been here an hour yet.”

The man patted the bed beside him and you relaxed a bit, reclining back so your back was against the headboard in a more relaxed position as Mulder scrambled to mirror you on the other side of the bed.

“We’ll do some proper exploring after dinner if they allow and if they don’t, we’ll find a way to explore anyway. The quicker we find stuff out the sooner we might be able to get home” he said nonchalantly.

You smiled “I suppose. Unless we actually really enjoy ourselves.”

“In a place where people have been losing their memory and get mysterious burns? How could we not enjoy ourselves.”

You laughed a little at his words. The two of you had always got on well, hell you couldn’t think a time where you hadn’t got along, your reaction to having the fake be Mulder’s wife had been a little over dramatic but you loved Mulder as a friend and didn’t want to jepordise that at all because you knew, if you had to act like his wife you might actually develop feelings for him and then after that? There was no way back.

“We should probably get ready for dinner.” his words brought you out of your thoughts. He pushed himself up off the bed. “I’ll get changed in the bathroom you can get changed out here.”

The meal and introductions were weird. Everyone else had been here much longer than you had and were planning on staying. One noticeable thing was that the longer they’d been here the less light they seemed to have behind their eyes. But everyone was still aware of their surroundings and very much ‘there’.

You noticed only a few of couples, the ones who were leaving soon, but not necessarily the ones who’d been here the longest, with the markings on them, but they seemed to be trying to hide them.

Introductions and dinner over, the O’Donells offered everyone some tea. “For our new guests today, the tea is drunk all throughout the retreat. It revitalises the body and mind and relaxes you to allow a full enjoyment of what we have to offer.”

You gave Mulder an unsure look, and watched as the O’Donells watched the two of you. You were both on the same page, you did not want to drink the tea.

“They’re watching us” you whispered under your breath.

The man nodded and smiled, pretending you’d just told him a joke. “Just take a sip and we’ll dump the rest.”

You did as instructed. Taking a sip of the tea and keeping the rest in your cup. Mulder stood and emptied his as he was talking to other people.

Mrs O’Donell approached you and asked why you hadn’t drunk the whole thing.

“I like to have a drink just before bed and I’m getting tired. I thought I’d keep it until just before bed if that’s ok with you?”

The woman thought it over for a second “I suppose so. But you must drink it, my dear. If you don’t you might risk losing your place here.”

You nodded “I’ll be sure to. I don’t want to miss out.” you gave her a sweet smile and she weaved through the crowd, talking to people as she passed.

Mulder was soon with you again. Taking your hand he gave it a squeeze and was soon guiding you back to your room. You could tell he had something to say.

“The other guests are totally brainwashed,” he whispered as he tried to find the room key.

“I have it.” you pulled out the key and unlocked the door “You let me lock up.” opening it slowly you tried to see if the string was still on the inside of the lock. An old trick you’d learnt to do when you weren’t sure of the security in a building. Noticing the string was on the floor, several feet away from the door you knew instantly someone had been in the room.

Your eyes went wide as you stepped inside. Dragging Mulder inside you closed the door and placed a finger to your lips a sign for him to stay quiet as you pointed at the string on the floor.

Confused he watched as you paced the room, looking at every surface and under them. When you found what you were looking for you gestured for Mulder to come and look. A bug, your room had been bugged while you were at dinner.

Dragging him into the bathroom you looked around before turning the shower on to hopefully cover up some noise.

“I knew it. I absolutely knew it.” you ran a hand over your hair.

“I guess we weren’t convincing enough earlier.” the man tried to joked but realised as soon as he’d said it that now wasn’t the right time.

You paced the tiny bathroom “We’ll have to act like a proper couple everywhere but in here and only ever with the shower on.”

The man agreed and noticed you were clutching your tea cup “Why do you still have that.”

You looked down at it. “I thought we could send a sample back to Scully, see what she can find out. Its definitely the tea.”

“And if the tea has something to do with it. Do you think the food does too? The potatoes tasted a little funny.”

You sighed “Probably. I guess we eat and drink as little as possible. It’s going to be tough but I’d rather not end up like the others.”

He nodded in agreement. “How’re you going to get that back to Scully.”

“I brought some vials with us. Hopefully they’ll let me run to the town to post it tomorrow morning.”

“And you could sneak us in some snacks.”

You laughed “Great thinking.” you relaxed slightly and placed the cup on the shelf above the sink. “You ready to go back in there and be Lucy and Scott Brent?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” the man winked.

You couldn’t help the wide smile that appeared on your face as you turned away to turn off the shower. Mulder smiled as well as he opened the bathroom door and entered the main bedroom.

Grabbing your things you quickly bottled up a sample for Scully and changed into your pyjamas in the bathroom while Mulder changed. Sorting out your bag you noticed Mulder was already under the covers.

He could see you hesitating to get into bed “Come here Sweetheart.” he said gently, opening his arms to you as his eyes softened.

You got into the bed carefully and let him put his arm over your shoulders. “Today was fun don’t you think? Everyone seems lovely and that tea was ok, I could get used to it.” you spoke, knowing you needed to play up to the listening devices.

Mulder laughed softly and you could hear the rumble from his chest. “I wasn’t a huge fan but if it’s going to make this weekend better I’ll drink all the tea you want me to.”

The man cuddled you to his side more and you instinctively leant into his warmth. You sat like this for a couple of minutes. The man rubbing his hand up and down your arm before he placed a very light kiss to the top of your head which took you by surprise but you couldn’t say it wasn’t welcomed.

“We should go to sleep. Early start tomorrow.”

You nodded in agreeance and moved down the bed so you were comfortable and the man did the same, the two of you not touching once you’d settled.

You were the first to fall asleep. Mulder could only assume from the way your breathing evened out. He struggled falling asleep to begin with, listening out for any noises in the corridor but before long he’d fallen asleep as well.

In the morning you were woken up by the sound of the alarm clock and you could feel the weight of Mulder’s arm over you. Smiling you moved your hand to his after shutting off the alarm clock. “Morning,” he mumbled.

Turning around to face him you mumbled your good morning’s as well. The two of you felt as if you’d done this one thousand times before.

After a second the man sat up and rubbed his eyes. It took you longer to sit up but you got straight out of bed and dashed to the bathroom to get ready for the day.

“What’s the rush?” he joked as he was pulling on a sweater as you emerged.

“I want to go send this quickly before our morning activity starts.”

“I’ll walk you down to reception. I’ll stay here and enjoy some breakfast.”

The two of you left the room and the man offered you his hand, once again you slipped yours into his and the two of you headed down to the reception area.

Surprisingly you were allowed to leave the premises but only after a grilling from the owners.

Mulder stayed behind on his own, realising the two of you hadn’t done any exploring the night before he began to poke around. What he saw he wished he’d never set eyes upon.

Tanks filled with eels. They didn’t look like a typical eel though, these were bright green with purple spots. He could only assume that these were either producing whatever was in the tea or caused the sting.

Upon further inspection he found pumps, pumps leading the water away and meeting the main water pumps and running alongside, further confirming his suspicion about the tea.

The man took a nearby sledgehammer and smashed through some of the pipes and made his way back up to the lobby.

As soon as you got back he wrapped you up in his arms and hugged you impossibly close for a moment before whispering “I’ve found some stuff. Definitely in the tea.” in your ear.

“Although this is a couple’s retreat we suggest that guests do not show public displays of affection as some of our couples are having hard times in their relationships.” Mrs O’Donell’s voice startled you slightly.

“I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.”

The woman frowned “The first activity is in fifteen minutes.” with her words she walked away.

Mulder began to take large strides back in the direction of your room and you were quick on his heels. Once inside the room he practically pushed you into the bathroom and shoved on the shower.

Closing the door as he did so you turned towards him “What did you find?”

“Eels, huge tanks of them in the basement. They were neon green with purple spots, they had pipes from the tanks running up to the water pipes and then alongside them. I’m pretty sure they’re using the water in the tea and the eels are possibly causing the burns.” he rushed out.

“that's it, it has to be it. We should get out of here."

"Definitely, I may or may not have smashed some pipes."

"What?"

"Grab your things." He turned off the shower and you did as instructed. The man guided you out of the room once you'd grabbed your bag.

Footsteps coming down the corridor had you both freaking out slightly. The man grabbed your wrist gently and hurried you along the corridor, the both of you practically breaking out into a run.

The two of you were sprinting to the car. Slipping into it you chucked your things onto the back seats as Mulder started the ignition and sped away.

Stopping in the nearby town you ran into the sheriff's office and called Scully while you sent the officers to go and arrest the O'Donells.

Eventually, it was quiet. You and Mulder were sat together waiting.

"You did some good work back there." You complimented the man "I don't know if I could have done another night"

"We make a good team Y/N" He shifted "Was being fake married to me all that bad?"

You shook your head "it wasn't awful" you admitted "I could think of worse people."

"Like Skinner?"

"Over my dead body."

"Good. Because I quite liked it as well. How about we grab dinner once this one is put to bed?"

"Sure." You smiled and the man locked eyes with you and they sparkled in a way they hadn't done before but the moment was soon broken by Scully walking through the door

"Modified eels! You have to be kidding me."

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