#cat-fishy speaks

[cat-fishy]

Capcom is doing a "top monster" contest where everyone votes for their favorite monster but it's heartwarming bc it's like the Pokémon phrase people say that every Pokémon is somebody's favorite Pokémon, it's true for monster hunter as well.

Hunters if u see this post put ur fav monstie in the tags!!!!!!!!! I wanna know!!!!

#monster hunter #mh world #mh rise #mh sunbreak #cat-fishy speaks #shoutout to the person who voted for vespoid queen fr #i voted tetsucabra!!!

[margaritalaux-antille]

kinda wanna get fish again but I think it'd be a mistake

#kit speaks #i miss having fishies but i also have a cat with the temperament of a 6 month old Labrador and i think it wouldn't go well #maybe next year when morrigan has settled down a bit more

[omnicide-blog]

how did he do rhat

#omnicide posts #the fishy speaks #cats #video #tiktok

[ladyyatexel]

Friends, Romans, Tumblrites, lend me your reblogs.

I'm Xel and I live in a society! I think there's a solid chance you do also! So you may relate to the profoundly crappy thing that happened to me and that I once again need a community assist.

I lost a temporary job that was supposed to turn into a permanent job in June because no one there felt safe enough to retire. Only two of us in the apartment were under 50. One of the crew was over 70. Three were chronically ill/disabled. No one felt safe enough to leave in order for me to stay, so I was trained for basically 6 months for nothing.

I have survived on savings from that job until this point, but I'm at the point where I cannot pay rent. I'm looking into getting help from sources more local to me but the internet has always felt like people who cared about me more than the people I share DNA with, really.

Many of the social services that I was signed up for expired the day that I was supposed to be told that I would be a permanent hire, and since that didn't go down, now I have to start it all again from the beginning, and there are gaps in my security net.

I tell you all of that just to say that I am actually trying to do things, I'm not here to just beg and coast along on some sort of lavish lifestyle where I, uh. Keep living in this dodgy apartment with my cat.

I don't want to bore you with an itemized list, but like 2,000 US dollars would get me through September and October without being worried about it like every 3 minutes. My rent is 700 and change, if you would like to know that. So I'm looking for like September and October rent and money to renew my driver's license, pay a few utility bills, buy a bag of cat food, and refill my medications.

If you have the notion to toss help at an internet pal or the extended reblogged acquaintance of an Internet pal, as is more likely the case, probably, that would be super rad of you.

I'm an artist! You could get things with images on them from me! I sell buttons, prints, and commissioned illustrations if that's your thing. My commissions are going a bit slow as of late - I only recovered from being not really able to walk like 2 months ago, and so I'm doing a lot of catch up like everywhere else in my whole life and trying not to spend too much time at a desk since it aggravates the spine thing that was the problem in the first place.

To be honest, it would be a greater help to me to just receive some Aid rather than full-on commissions, but I completely understand feeling fishy about people getting something for nothing and also feeling bad for being a charity case on the internet, so I'm not opposed! If you want to chat about that, I have a commissions post on the side or top of my blog depending on where you're looking at this!

Ko-fi contains my buttons and is a good place to toss digital dead American presidents if that suits you. I will get hit by some PayPal fees in this process but, I'm willing to call that a call for help on the internet tax.

I promise I'm a real person and not a bot who has made up a cat and is pretending to have interests. My blog has been here since 2010! I've met people on this website in person and everything. I've had embarrassing obsessions no bot would bother coming up with. Speaking of:

Similarly to times before, I would like to be able to do something in order to feel like I have earned some kind of support, and as of my birthday last week I have resolved to try very hard in the next year to conquer my fear and absolute mortification about many of the things I make, so I will once again go digging into my archives for things I can post for you to enjoy as thanks and tribute! I also have a poll running right now to see what kind of buttons people want!

Thanks for taking a look! Be nice out there, take care of your spines!

#help #assistance #donations #commissions #help out your local weirdo with the worst luck imaginable!

[hello-ello-ello]

MAGGOTS UNITE!

Movement name: Maggotism

News reporter: @cawdra

Press reports:

Maggot revolution:

Leader: @patoslover

Known revolutionaries: @lxvenderjewel @garnetgoose0-0 @ivory--raven

Lawsuit:

Lawsuit establisher: @howmanyholesinswisscheese

Case helper: @an-ace-on-the-case

Lawsuit endorser: @eybefioro

Devil's advocate cum Court Fool: @samlikeslawnchairs (SUCK IT SAM'S MIDDLE SCHOOL COUNSELLOR)

Maggot union:

Motto: WE ALL DESERVE AN HONEST MAGGOT'S DAY'S WAGES FOR AN HONEST MAGGOT'S DAY'S WORK

President: @sounds-void-fishy

President's emotional support cat: @apollos-dodgeball-target

Secretary: @dandelionchaos

Union notes:

Official Song: Unioning is hungry work (sung to the tune of Hozier's take me to church)

Official Bard: @koboldkatalyst

Official logo: FISHFLOPS

Songstress and Gartic phone rep: @lxvenderjewel

Snacks committee: @ivory--raven (head), @just-a-bloody-bagel

Official Diplomat: @random-doctor-on-the-internet

Official Cheshire Cat: @voids-ideas

Official bagel: @just-a-bloody-bagel

Other Instigators, insurrectionists, revolutionaries, union members, bewildered witnesses and general chaos-maggots: @queermarzipan @thearoacemess, @goodomensduh @soleilpirate @prettycottagequeer @the-beard-of-edward-teach @empressumbreon @harbinger-of-existential-dread @im-sorry--what , @robinprinceofchaos et. al. (make yourself known if you should be in the list, or if you want a different role, this is a living document)

Union Demands:

1. Snacks (we now have @just-a-bloody-bagel and Eccles cakes from mod @orpiknight)

2. Asmi takes proper care of himself so Tommy can scarper

3. Francois be the mascot of our discord server something something (we don't want to displace Dissapointment)

4. Infinite Hugs (and chocolate malt milkshakes)

5. Ability to speak (void and moot now lockdown is over)

6. Financial compensation (still needs figuring out: @garnetgoose0-0 and @arkytiorlecter bring up valid logistical points )

7. Bragging rights

8. Maggot summer camp

9. Granddyke for president of the galaxy 2024

10. MORE CATS!

EDITED AT SOME O'CLOCK IN SOME TIMEZONE

#maggot union #apocalypselockdown #maggots unionize #maggotism

[kittybroker]

I wanted to submit my cat Ombra, and his sister Serafina.

Unfortunately, Ombra passed away a day or two before new years last year, after struggling with kidney disease.

As a PSA (nothing graphic but it is sad), I want everyone to know that kidney disease is a common cause of death among cats, however it’s not always fatal if you catch it early enough, so they can be on the look out for it. The instant you notice them having strange bodily emissions (runny when it should be solid, etc.), and drinking water in desperate amounts, among other symptoms, you should get them to a vet as quickly as possible. But if the cat has already stopped eating, it’s probably too late. Treatment would be prohibitively expensive, and extremely painful and stressful for the cat, with a very very low success rate (if they do live longer because of it, it won’t be a happy life).

Unfortunately, we didn’t realise in time, and he passed away.

Serafina is very healthy today, however, and while she misses her brother, she makes up for it by spending even more time with us.

Anyway, Serafina is a silly goose who likes putting herself directly in your path (and the path of moving furniture [it hasn’t hit her ever, so why should she bother moving?]), everytime she yawns she emits a burst of fishy cat breath, and as soon as my father starts speaking in his low voice she immediately needs to sit on his lap. And Heaven forBID you not let her in when she screams and scratches at your door!

Ombra was not so great at bathing himself, but Serafina loved to do it for him, and in return he ate more than his fair share of the food and took up way more space than needed, often splaying and wiggling around into silly positions and nearly pushing her off whatever they were sitting on, though Serafina would promptly sit on him instead. He aslo had a terrible love for crashing into the backs of people’s legs to really get them worked up just before the person you were calling picked up the phone, while Serafina only recently learned to use the scratching posts instead of the couch! Ombra was a very loud purrer, my friend could hear his motorcycle rumble through the landline. He also had a broken tail from before they were rescued from the streets, meaning the very tip was crooked.

So how much for my kitties?

(I hope the picture loads properly)

Ombra and Serafina the perfect pair! Ombra may only be here in spirit, but that's enough to sell! Get these two kitties for only $47.62!

#crazy kitty #valuable kitty #asks

[marlynnofmany]

Scary Stories in Space

If you’ve ever wanted to experience the rapt attention of bodybuilder-shaped swamp monster/goldfish crosses, who are equal parts muscles, fins, and floaty silk clothes with absolutely zero interest in blinking, then I can’t speak highly enough of telling ghosts stories to a pair of Frillians.

That hadn’t been the plan; it just came up in conversation while we tidied the storage hold. Our ship was going to take on a lot of cargo soon. There were things on the floor that needing picking up, which was boring, so we passed the time with stories.

As it turns out, Frillians love ghost stories.

“Then what happened??” asked Blip when I paused for effect. She’d frozen in place holding a wrench and a heat sensor, wide-eyed in a cloud of fluttering silks and fins, all electric blue and bright red and deeply invested in my story. Her brother Blop was her mirror in aqua and lavender.

“Then,” I said, picking up a crowbar, “When he went to let her out of the car, he found a hook on the door handle!” I caught the crowbar on my hand dramatically.

“Ohhh!” they chorused with a gratifying flinch, for all the world like frat bros watching someone get hit in the nuts. “Near miss! Oh, wow!”

I grinned and put the crowbar in a cabinet while they rehashed the very simple story to each other. I’d already told them a few others, and I was going to run out of stories before they ran out of enthusiasm.

Blip asked, “What do you think they did when they found that?”

With a shudder like a bird fluffing feathers, Blop suggested, “Throw it as far away as possible? Run into the house?”

Blip nodded, fins still flared slightly. “Maybe both. Then call the authorities.”

I walked past to collect a stray cable. “I don’t know about the authorities where you’re from, but mine wouldn’t have been much help.”

The twins discussed this some more, then agreed that the best response would be to run screaming into the house and lock every door they could find. Only then did they remember that they were supposed to be cleaning, and resume putting stuff away.

After three seconds of silence, Blop asked, “Know any more?”

“Maybe,” I said. “Lemme think.” I shelved a box and looked around the room for inspiration. No ghosts hid in this storage hold, though it had been home to many an animal cargo. The reinforced clear pen was still empty, and had been for a while — our cargos were mostly boxes these days. The door to the hallway stood open, and I almost had a thought about some doorway-based haunting, but couldn’t pin it down. I moved to stack a few stale tubs of animal food while I thought.

Then my cat Telly walked in, recently free to roam the ship on a provisional basis, and I had an idea. The fact that Telly had made a beeline for Blip’s spare overcoat helped. She burrowed right under, sniffing out the shrimp sticks that were undoubtedly hidden in several pockets.

Neither Frillian noticed.

“There was one story,” I said, watching them both perk up like meerkats. Fishy, musclebound meerkats. “The legend of the Pants With Nobody Inside Them.”

“Pants With Nobody Inside Them?” they dutifully asked.

I tugged at my own pant leg. “People where I’m from wear a lot of clothes that are shaped to fit our bodies, and have the same silhouette when they’re empty. Just imagine how creepy and unsettling it must have been for the first person to venture into a dark forest at night, and see the shape of another human — but only the bottom half. Walking … steadily … towards them.” I took slow and deliberate strides toward the far side of the animal pen, drawing their gaze away from the shrimp stick excavation.

“That sounds terrifying,” Blip declared. “Did they run?”

“Oh, you bet they did!” I said, jogging slowly in place, then speeding up. “But the pants ran after.”

Blop squeaked in fear, muscly arms bent to bring his hands to his mouth.

They had no idea how hard I was working not to laugh. “That first person got away, and so did the next. But it kept happening, and the pants got faster each time. People started to worry about going outside, and wonder about their own clothes — they’d look at a pair of pants on the floor, and imagine it starting to get up on its own. Then OH JEEZ WHAT’S THAT?!” I pointed through the clear walls of the pen.

Both Frillians whirled and screamed at the sight of — as promised — an item of clothing moving around.

Telly bolted in panic, with one shrimp stick in her mouth and several others scattering in all directions. I heard someone down the hall yelp, though it was hard to make out over the Frillians screaming.

“WHAT WAS THAT?”

“WAS THAT AN ANIMAL?”

“WAIT, THAT WAS YOUR ANIMAL, WASN’T IT?”

“WHAT WAS IT DOING IN MY COAT??”

I leaned against a wall, laughing. I couldn’t hold it back any more. “Stealing your shrimp sticks,” I managed. “Sorry.”

After a little more yelling and hyperventilating, during which three other crew members came to see what the emergency was, they finally calmed down. The rest of the crew was waved away.

“So,” Blip said, clearly determined to speak evenly, “How does the story end?”

I was still grinning. “Somebody makes friends with the pants. They were chasing after people because they were lonely.”

“What!” Blip exclaimed, fins spread and eyes wide, which just made me burst into laughter again. Blop echoed her.

“It’s a children’s story,” I explained. “I think the pants wanted to dance with other people. Or they wanted someone to wear them; I honestly don’t remember the details. But they were lonely.”

Blop shook his head. “Lonely haunted clothing,” he said. “Your planet sure has some memorable ones.”

Blip picked up her coat at arm’s length, and I couldn’t tell if she was looking for damage or ghosts. “Maybe it was hungry,” she suggested.

“I’m sure many ghosts like shrimp sticks,” I said, picking one up from the floor. “I’ll bet we could think up a new story about that. Maybe they’re haunted by the ghosts of the shrimp, mad about being eaten?”

Their dismayed expressions told me that such a story might ruin their favorite snack for them.

“Or,” I said, turning on my heel, “We could think up a story about a haunted… stun gun! Maybe it keeps a ghostly copy of all the people it’s stunned. How do you think a story like that would work?”

To my delight, Blip and Blop proved just as interested in composing new stories as listening to old ones. The rest of the tidying session passed quickly.

I take no responsibility for the nightmares they inflicted on the rest of the crew.

~~~

The ongoing backstory adventures of the main character from this book. More to come!

(And yes that’s a reference to the Dr Seuss story.)

#my writing #The Token Human #humans are weird #haso #hfy #eiad #humans are space orcs #humans are storytellers #ghost stories #featuring the return of everybody's favorite space himbos #even though one's a girl #their species handles gender differently anyway #they definitely qualify #writeblr #writers on Tumblr

[ritcchamadayo]

A Look Into The Past

Jade Leech x Reader ;

What happens when you find out that Jade used to have piercings before he came into NRC with you?

(yes this is to feed myself as well tskr Yana-sensei for giving us the idea of Jade with piercings...)

reader is a sophomore in this fic! same year as the twins!

Read Part 2 here! Read Part 3 here!

You were hanging around at Mostro Lounge, your hands busy stirring the drink that you had ordered for yourself while you studied for the upcoming exams. You also had earphones in while you worked, making sure no one was around to bother. Although, that didn’t stop Floyd barreling in and calling out to you. ”Koi-chan~!”

You jumped from the shock and comically threw your pen up in the moment, stumbling over the table to catch it. “F-Floyd! At least give me a heads up before running towards me like that..!” Floyd giggles from the reaction, bending down to rest his arm on the table. He was still in his basketball uniform- his hair strewn wildly across his head and face. 

“Nee~ Umihebi-kun and Kani-chan were talking about their childhood photos earlier! They showed photos of when they were a tiiiny little fishie~” Floyd says, grinning. “Does Koi-chan have any pictures too?”

“Well that’s random..? None that I’ll show you for free tho!” you spat, crossing your arms. “I’ll show you mine and Jade’s! He won’t know~”

Hearing the name of the other eel, you can’t help but be intrigued. “Well, I guess two of you against one is good enough...” You took out your phone from your pocket, scrolling down the gallery to find any old pictures you could use. “Oh god, this is an embarrassing picture..”

In the picture is you at 4-year old, running around the beachside chasing a lost butterfly. Your hair was blown around by the wind while you had the biggest grin plastered on your face, the biggest Floyd’s ever seen. 

“Hee, so Koi-chan can actually smile!”

“Oh shut it! Just because I don’t smile as much nowadays doesn’t mean I can’t!” You yell back, pouting at Floyd. “That’s a picture of me from when I was four. I think I have another one…” You pull up another picture, this time you were much older and in your junior high’s uniform. “This is… 4 years ago?” Floyd cooed at the sight. “D’aww, Koi-chan’s so tiny back then!”

“Hey, hold up your end of the bargain! Where’s your picture?” Floyd smirked and held up his phone, showing a picture of him in junior high holding onto what you assume would be one of Azul’s tentacles. 

“So cute…! You and Jade used to look like this?? Adorable!!” 

“Ah, but we don’t always look like each other. We had a phase~ We tried changing up our styles to see what fits~ Jade looks way different that he does now!”

“He does? I mean, how would it be so different?”

“Nn? You never knew?”

“Knew what?” You asked, leaning on the table and taking a sip from the drink.

“That Jade used to have a shit ton of piercings?”

You outright choked on your beverage, gripping the edge of the table. “He WHAT?!”

Floyd laughs, throwing himself on the sofa while cackling. “Yeah! It was easier to tell us apart~ He used to style his hair backwards and his ears were chock full of piercings!” 

You were still sputtering in disbelief. “Ain’t no way. *That* Jade?! The one who always looks so prim and proper?!”

“Yeah~ I got pics, wanna see~?”

Curiosity kills the cat, so to speak. As soon as Floyd pulls up a picture of his twin in his merform, his hair slicked back messily and a bunch of piercings on his left ear alongside the sturgeon scale earring he still dons, you could feel your soul leave your body. Not just that, Jade had stuck out his tongue showcasing the silver piercing on the flesh, along with the one on his bottom lip. 

“W-Wh- Hhuh-?! Aaa.. ?! That’s Jade?!”

“In the flesh.”

The silver and blacks of the metal seemingly made his teal hair pop out more. The countless studs on the inner side of his ear and above his eyebrow were shining under the lighting, and you could identify other types of piercings like a helix and an industrial piercing on the top of his ear. Oddly, it also made the fins on the side of his head look much more ethereal. Not only that, he had an undercut instead of his current hairstyle. Floyd says they were in the phase of trying out hairstyles, though.

It was almost as if something unlocked within you, your cheeks heating up as you stared at the picture with a hand over your mouth.

“Shit, he’s kinda hot.” Floyd laughs.

But what's Mostro Lounge without Jade being around to serve? The noises from your table has gathered his attention, watching intently from afar while you chat animatedly with his twin. There's something about the volume of your voices that echoes through the empty lounge, as Jade picks up the words "piercings" and his name being mentioned.

"My, I don't really take well for people who talk about me behind my back." Jade approached the table, a hand on his chest as he fake sniffles.

"Urk- Jade! H-hey there...!" You greet, flailing your arms around. "Hey Jade~ I was just showing Koi-chan our old pics! See?" Floyd took your phone from the table, showing Jade your old pictures as well. "Fufu, how adorable. Which picture of us did you show her, Floyd?"

"The one where we played tag with Azul~ Oh but I showed her a picture of you with your old piercings!"

You held out Floyd's phone towards Jade, and he gracefully picks it up and examines the picture. "Ah, this one. I didn't want to tell anyone here about the piercings, but... I do miss having them around."

Jade leans down, and you could see a few faint scars where his piercings would have been in the past.

"Dont'cha still have them somewhere in our room?"

"I think so. I'll look into it when I have the time, maybe."

-----

You had found yourself thinking and imagining the sight of Jade with his piercings more and more ever since that day. You daydreamed about it, drew sketches, even caught yourself staring at the eel-mer sometimes.

Even with all that, you truly didn't imagine to see a huge crowd in front of Mostro Lounge today waiting for said man.

"Eh? What's with the long line?"

"Haven't you heard? They said their vice-housewarden suddenly came into class with a totally different look!"

"Dude, I wanna see how he looks!"

That has gotten you more confused than anything. It wasn't until the crowd started going crazy and bumping against each other that you realize the person in question walking in, a hand reaching up to take off his hat.

"J-Jade?!"

"Oya, how nice for you to have come again."

You almost rolled your eyes, since you were practically a regular there. But you couldn't bring yourself to answer or get a witty remark out, with how Jade looked at you smugly.

His hair was partly slicked back, leaving his bangs naturally on the left side, giving him a slightly mature yet playful aura. On his left ear, along with the sturgeon scale earring, was a bunch of his old piercings relocated back onto his ear. There were a few additions you never saw on the old picture though- like the pair of silver studs attached to a line of chain that went from on top of his ear down to the lobe. The lip piercing was also back on the left side of his lips, even though it was just a clip-on.

"H...Holy shit."

"I assume you like my new look, yes?" He smirked, putting his hat back on his head.

You didn't even have to reply, your head just automatically nodded as you stared at his new look.

(somehow, his lips just looked even more kissable.)

It felt unreal for you as you sat down in the lounge, watching him work. Maybe ogling is the better word, seeing how you couldn't take your eyes off the man. You had a hand over your mouth as well, trying to hide the pink tint in your face.

Floyd notices and smirks, leaning on the side of your table after delivering a few drinks to a nearby table.

"So? What'cha think?"

"He's hotter in person."

Jade overheard the conversation while serving another table, and had to stop a sheepish laugh from coming out.

"Pfft- fufu, perhaps I should dress up like this more often."

#HOLY MOLY YANA-SENSEI HE'S HOT #I CAN'T GET THE THOUGHTS OUTTA MY MIND #✨RitcchanWrites #✨RitcchanDreams #✨TwistedRitchuland #twisted wonderland #twst #jade leech #jade leech x reader #jade x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #floyd leech #octavinelle #twst jade #✨ritcchama's crazy simpery

[tunabesimpin]

🐟 TWST SONA INFO 🐟

Did I rush this a lil cause i was struggling to focus? maybe- BUT HERE IS NEW TUNA REF! (no major changes but a few minor lore tweaks, I just felt a new one would be nice to do ^v^)

BASIC INFO

TAG : #twst tuna

Name : Tuna Class : 3-A (Student no. 28) Birthday : September 8th Age: 18 Height : 160 cm Dominant Hand : right Best Subject : PE Hobby : art Dislikes : Being told what to do! Favorite Food: Potato dishes and Cheesecake! Least Favorite Food : Eggplant! Talents : Fast Learner

Quick Summary: Curious and a constant day dreamer at heart. Despite their quietness, Tuna is happy to jump in to help, especially so if the it seems like something interesting. Often off doing their own thing, they aren't fond of crowds and try hard to avoid group speaking. However they'd speak up or take leadership if truly necessary.

APPEARANCE

Hair is natural gray with blue dyed tips, styled short in length. Overall body type is rectangular and flat, they have a slightly lean build with strong thighs and forearms. Kinda short, but height isn't anything they care for on themselves. Prescription glasses that only come off if Tuna is exercising or have lost them LOL. Has a few piercings; belly button piercing, dimple piercings, 0g Gauges, helix on right ear, and extra lobe piercing above gauges. Overall Fashion tends to be comfy/ baggy clothes with no design on them OR color coded outfits. Has an interest in big/ chunky shoes and mary janes.

PERSONALITY + BACKGROUND

Tuna is originally a non-magical human from the Shaftlands. Unfortunately curiosity got the best of them and while watching a big magic fight they got caught in the middle of things. This ended in them getting cursed! What's the curse? They turn into a catfish if strong magic is used near or at them. (Did they turn into one while overblots were happening? yes. Were they confused? absolutely) On the bright side for some reason they can use a magic now!

With the new discovery of magic their family sent Tuna off to NRC to hopefully let them learn how to make the most of things! They end up in Octavinelle dorm. Sexuality and identity wise, Tuna is asexual and nonbinary, they/them are preferred pronouns!

Personality wise Tuna is often seen aloof, but don't let that scare you off! They actually just are really bad at talking and opt to listen rather than talk. This also leads to them having few close friends and tending to go off and do things on their own. They can be a bit stubborn, but are easy to coax into doing things if you have the right reasoning or reward for them.

Academically, they've got good grades. However harder subjects like math tend to drop as they refuse to do work outside of class. If they can't finish the homework in class they're doing it at lunch or in between classes to avoid doing it during their free time.

In their free time Tuna likes to go adventuring, seeing animals in nature, hopping around trails, or just wandering the school grounds accompanied by their fav tunes. At night though they like to practice tumbling and flips. Outside of these they do art or listen to music.

ABILITIES

UM- Curiosity Killed the Cat! "I simply can't help myself! It's a matter of need, a matter of greed! Fulfil my Curiosity! Curiosity killed the cat!" -This unique magic allows Tuna to cast a veil over themselves and others within their touch to become undetectable! -It provides a stealth buff and hearing buff, allowing the users sounds to be muted and for other surrounding people to be easier to hone in and listen to. -This spell is hefty and excessive use (from using for too long or just too often) can cause major blot and other side effects. -side effects include: other senses become slightly weaker, ears may ring or be sensitive to loud noises, phantom noises/ lingering noises -Strong magic users with high spatial awareness may be able to see through this UM if they happen to look directly at the caster. Fishy Beginnings - Insight into just how Tuna received their curse and how they figured out the details into how to activate the curse as well as their own unique magic!

Fast Learner- They're quick to adapt and learn new things. A sort of jack of all trades, but never really excelling above and beyond in anything.

Strength + Flexiblity + Tolerance- Not super strong, but not exactly weak. They can get to a stand-off with Floyd (as long as he isn't out for blood) and lift most their classmates.

Extremely flexible and double jointed. They also have a high pain tolerance and tend not to realize when they get injured or are sick.

RELATIONSHIPS

Full Relationship & character Sprite chart -> here!

Notable relationships! :

Rook & Tuna: They sometimes share the same brain cell. They are classmates and Rook is one of Tunas fav people. Tuna loves hearing Rooks rambles and follows him around sometimes when he is stalking looking out for other students. Tuna is very curious and Rooks habits only fuels their curiosity.

Kalim & Tuna: Best friends. Their hyper happy go lucky natures bounce off of each other to create the ultra sunshine pair. This duo can be very irresponsible and can get caught up in their excitement. At the end of the day though, Tuna will make sure to protect Kalim from harm!

Floyd & Tuna: Tuna has a big fat platonic crush. They're tend to let themself be lax and free when with Floyd. They hangout a lot and will cause a commotion more often then not, whether it be from playing around or from butting heads. Floyd hasn't realized Tunas feelings... or has he?

Thanks for reading and taking interest in Tuna! ^V^ I greatly appreciate your support and time <3 !!!

#tuna be talkin #twst tuna #twisted wonderland #twst #twst oc #twst fanart #twisted wonderland oc

[bloo-the-dragon]

British dragon steals a couple of weird fish twins more at- yeah ok that jokes getting old.

SO ANYWAY! Here’s my contribution for mermay hjdkfg brain went big brrr on this one lol

Some basic lore info and backstory will be under the cut!

~~~

We’ll start with the backstory:

- Sun and Moon were found washed up ashore as lil bby fishies by a circus owner years ago and he rescued them. They stayed with him (not necessarily out of their own choice) and would do performances as part of the circus show.

- They were treated decently enough until the circus owner passed away, and the circus and all its assets were passed down to his son who was not so kind.

- His treatment of Sun and Moon would cause them to greatly distrust humans in the future. One day though he would be found dead, drowned under ‘mysterious circumstances’ in one of the tanks used for performances. Sun and Moon were in another tank however so there was little suspicion they had anything to do with it. (they did)

- The circus was disbanded, and all its assets were sold, including the celestial mer brothers who were bought by an exotics aquarium and put on display.

- At this point though, they had grown tired of being used as attractions. Life at the aquarium wasn’t too bad but they were treated more as animals than intelligent creatures and their distrust of humans had only grown since the incident with their last owner.

And this is where Bloo (my sona) comes in.

Being a non-human creature herself (fairy dragon) she could sense they were in distress and after having an encounter with them during a visit to the aquarium, decided to help them. That help coming in the form of breaking into the highly guarded exotics aquarium, stealing their highly valued sirens (she’s not one for planning ahead lol) and taking them home (and getting them some heckin therapy)

And now for the lore facts:

- They communicate with each other via telepathy (twin thing and all that) and while they can perfectly understand human speech, they can only speak a little of it themselves.

- Being mer/sirens they can sing, and they can sing very well. Moon’s singing can put you to sleep, while Sun’s singing can make you feel energized.

- As for what fish they are based on- i have no idea lol i mostly improvised xD but i did want to add in a mix of koi and shark themes! The ‘wings’ on their backs were inspired by flying fish. Since the robot versions can hook up to cables to ‘fly around’ the pizzaplex i figured the mer versions could have flying fish wings so they could fly and glide like flying fish do when they jump out of the water.

- Their pupils/irises disappeared as a result of neglect and poor care (they’re still there but faded) but they would slowly reappear again over time with enough care and attention (and no small amount of hugs and cuddles)

- After they are released back into the ocean, they’d still be pretty much like domesticated cats by this point though lol so they’d stick around Bloo alot by hanging around the shore near her home.

- They can form legs albeit temporarily, but doing so takes a lot of energy and so they very rarely do it. (Walking is a great struggle for them too so they’d rather crawl if the situation required them moving out of water)

That’s all for now! But i’m not done with it yet lol got more sketches in the works and will have them up and posted when i can. :3

(If you read it this far i giv u a cookie!)

#fnaf #fnaf security breach #five nights at freddy's #five nights at freddy's security breach #fnaf sun #fnaf sundrop #fnaf moon #fnaf moondrop #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf fanart #mermay #sona #Bloo's Art #celestial merfolk #I was very tempted to go with an idea where she just buys two weird little fish from a pet shop #and they grow into two giant sirens hfdfjg #but i chose the aquarium one instead #because as funny as the other option was the chaotic one was more appealing #i might do some mini fish jester doodles though at some point lol

[ao3-deviance]

Blindfolds and Curry

(Also on ao3)

For @bsdfanweek Day 3 - Secret Relationship

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Chuuya sighed the moment he stepped into his apartment, the scent of brine in the air. 

"Can you not today? Boss had me basically tortured all day to make me swear I haven't seen you."

"Well then," a familiar fishy voice came from behind him just as a silken cloth crossed his vision. He felt it being tied comfortably behind his head. "Let's make sure you don't see me."

"Asshole," Chuuya grumbled, but he didn't fight the other as Dazai maneuvered him out of his coat before kneeling to take off his shoes. "You better be putting those away correctly.”

"Yes, yes,” Dazai waved off his complaints, and Chuuya leaned into the kiss he gave him. Something soft and domestic, a simple I'm home. Chuuya slumped with exhaustion, not even yelling when he heard the predictable careless thump of his shoes being dropped into a disarray. 

Dazai's hands rubbed at his shoulders, a silently asked are you okay? Chuuya shrugged off his touch after a moment, walking by memory towards his kitchen. Being tortured because of his partner's betrayal of the Port Mafia wasn't fun, but Chuuya had had worse, and it definitely helped knowing that while Dazia had betrayed everyone else, he hadn't betrayed Chuuya. He'd even gone so far as to risk coming back to Chuuya's apartment the night Chuuya returned from overseas just to warn him of what had happened. 

Chuuya pulled out a bottle of wine, using his ability to pop the cork. He was almost tempted to drink straight from the bottle, but then he felt the coolness of glass being pressed to his free hand and he curled his fingers around the stem. 

“I'll order something delivered,” Dazai murmured, pressing his heat against Chuuya's back while speaking against the top of his head. Dazai's hands soothed Chuuya's sore shoulders, running up and down his arms and chest possessively. Chuuya grimaced as the movement agitated the wounds under his clothes, and he could feel the aura of malice coming from behind him. “Go, sit. Get comfy,” Dazai said nonchalantly, tone betraying nothing of his mood.

Chuuya didn't argue, moving towards the living area to rest. He heard the sounds of Dazai calling in for curry at the local place nearby before he felt the other's presence join him on the couch. Chuuya sipped at his dry red, breathing deeply and taking a few moments to just exist in this moment with his partner. Beneath the blindfold, his eyes were shut. 

Dazai's touch didn't startle him as the other reached for his hand, playing with his fingers for a few moments before tracing up his wrists, forearms. Then those fingers moved to his shirt, slowly unbuttoning it to reveal the damage Chuuya had borne due to Dazai's betrayal. 

“I could kill him,” Dazai stated, empty of emotion. 

“No, you couldn't,” Chuuya denied him tiredly. “Oda would be disappointed.” 

Dazai hissed quietly, like a cat pet the wrong way, and Chuuya felt him duck under his chin, kissing over Chuuya's throat where the signs of a recent strangulation attempt remained. 

“I could. For you.” 

“I wouldn't ask you to,” Chuuya said, “and I don't need you to, either. I can protect myself, Mackerel.”

“You should have pulverized him for touching you. For daring to–”

“No more work talk,” Chuuya cut him off, hearing the words Dazai wasn't saying. The I hate to see you hurt, the I'm sorry, and I feel useless. “Just…come here.” Chuuya lifted his arm, reaching out, and Dazai eventually shuffled closer. He pressed against his side, curling up as if he could make himself smaller than Chuuya, head nestling against his shoulder. 

Chuuya sighed, nosing against Dazai's hair and taking in the scent of the sea. “Did you try drowning today?” he asked, unimpressed. 

“No,” Dazai mumbled, petulant. “I just sat on the beach for a while. Too cold.”

Chuuya hummed in agreement. “Good. Last thing your weak ass needs is to get sick.” 

Dazai's fingers slipped between his open shirt, tracing the bandages decorating Chuuya's ribcage. He peeled one corner away to reveal their truth. Even and methodical, the cuts beneath could only have been made by a sharp weapon, something small and precise. A scalpel. 

Chuuya's hand covered Dazai's, pressing the bandage back to his chest. He nipped the tip of Dazai's ear, surprising the brunet enough that he was pulled from his thoughts, realizing he'd been grinding his teeth tightly. He unlocked his jaw, opening and closing his mouth a few times, and Chuuya offered a slight brush of lips against his jaw as a silent reward. 

“He'll give up eventually,” Chuuya reminded him. “He's just mad at himself for pushing you away.”

“He doesn't get to take that out on you,” Dazai snarled lowly. “If he wants to offer recompense, I'll gladly take my pound of flesh from him.”

“No. You won't,” Chuuya denied him again. 

“...I want to.” Chuuya could hear his pout. 

“I know. But he's not worth that; you giving up.”

“I'm not even on the good side yet. Couldn't I kill him and then start my two years underground?” 

“And if you kill him, who's going to lead the Port Mafia? You? Me?”

“Ane-san could–”

“You know damn well that she doesn't want to, and she won't if you try to make her.”

“...Verlaine?” Chuuya snorted at the idea, and he felt Dazai lose some of his tension, giggling a little at the thought himself. “You're right, he'd never do something that required him to leave his precious basement.” 

Chuuya laughed, shaking his head. “Just forget it. Boss is the best leader available right now, even if he is a bit of a bastard sometimes.”

“ All the time,” Dazai corrected. 

“Shush. Just focus on your light shit. I can handle the dark, partner.”

Dazai shivered against him at the title, pulling Chuuya closer as his arms wrapped around his waist. Chuuya let him, idly playing with Dazai's hair until their doorbell rang. 

“Food's here. Go get it,” Chuuya said, tugging lightly on Dazai's hair to make him move. 

Dazai complained the whole way, but he did get up, moving to answer the door. Chuuya reached for his glass of wine, taking a slow sip, frowning when Dazai didn't immediately return. He sat up, head cocked towards the foyer but he couldn't even hear the mumble of voices. He was reaching up to remove the blindfold before a familiar hand stopped him. 

“I got sushi!” Dazai sang, and the crinkle of bags joined him. 

Chuuya hummed, relaxing, before his brow furrowed. “I thought you ordered curry?”

“Nope! Did Chuuya want curry?” 

“I don't care. I just thought–”

The doorbell rang again. Chuuya stiffened, hearing Dazai rush to the door before returning with the sounds of more bags. 

“I got curry!” Dazai sang, “since my little doggie wanted it so badly.”

Chuuya scowled, tearing off the blindfold to glare at Dazai. There was a bag of sushi–enough for one–on the table between them, and a bag of curry for two in Dazai's hands. 

“Where did the sushi come from?” Chuuya demanded. 

“I ordered it.”

Chuuya's eyes narrowed. Dazai's face gave nothing away. “No, you didn't.”

“Just because Chibi didn't hear me, doesn't mean–”

“Who was at the door, Dazai?”

“The food delivery person.”

“Who brought the sushi?”  

“...a food delivery person.” 

Chuuya's lip curled. “Don't lie to me.”

Dazai was silent, watching him. His eyes were dark, but Chuuya could see the storm of fury underneath that spoke of his anger. 

“I'm not,” Dazai said evenly, carefully. “The sushi was brought by someone delivering you food. Someone who thought you might've had trouble getting food tonight.”

Chuuya exhaled slowly. There had only been one person present for his questioning today: the Boss himself. Mori has even kept it secret from Kouyou, no doubt because she would have never allowed it. 

“Dazai–”

“He's not dead,” Dazai immediately cut him off. “I let him leave.”

Chuuya eyed him doubtfully. 

“...and he won't touch you again,” Dazai added. Then he smiled. It was wrong, mean and twisted, and Chuuya didn't like the look of it on the other's face. He grabbed a pillow from the couch, throwing it and hitting Dazai square in the face. When it fell to the ground, the smile was gone, replaced by a familiar pout. “Chuuya!” Dazai whined, stomping his foot dramatically, “So mean!”

“Shut up and come eat,” Chuuya said, resigned. He'd deal with whatever mess Dazai had stirred up tomorrow. 

—--

Dazai opened the door with a pleasant grin, one that immediately froze over and shattered the moment his eyes landed on the man at the door. Mori's eyes widened with genuine surprise before a smirk began to twist his lips up. 

“Ah, I kn–”

Dazai shoved him back, stepping out the door and closing it soundlessly behind him. 

“You touch him again, you won't like it when I come back,” Dazai cut him off, darkly pleased by the way the smirk fell from Mori's face. 

“When?” Mori questioned, brow rising in interest. “So you would return?”

“I would,” Dazai nodded, eyes steady, “to send us both sailing off the top of your building. I'd even hold onto you the whole way down so your precious Elise wouldn't interfere.”

Mori stiffened. “A threat? Really, Dazai, haven't you grown past those?”

“Not a threat,” Dazai murmured, stepping closer until they were practically breathing the same air. “A promise.”

Mori frowned. “There's no need for such hostility.”

“Right now, Mori-sensei, there's only one goddamned reason left for me to even try to keep breathing, and he's waiting for me to bring him curry for dinner.” Dazai narrowed his eyes in challenge. “Take that reason away. I dare you.” 

Mori paused, studying Dazai for a moment before offering the white plastic bag Dazai hadn't realized he was holding. “Well then. You best bring him dinner, hm? It's sushi, not curry. I thought he might have some difficulty procuring food tonight. He…had a rough day.”

Dazai smiled sharply, cutting. “How thoughtful.” He accepted the bag. “He just needs some rest. I'm sure a day like today won't happen again.” 

Mori studied Dazai for a long moment. He tilted his head in acknowledgment, turning to leave. 

He passed a food delivery person in the lobby; it smelled like curry. 

#soukoku #bsd #my writing #nakahara chuuya #dazai osamu

[cat-fishy]

I would like to formally shoutout Thistle Dungeon meshi and the Canaries for curing my gender dysphoria for this semester. Could I tell they were men when I first read it? No. And that's okay 😌 feminine men presented in a way that didn't make me feel gross for the first time I can remember

#cat-fishy speaks #dungeon meshi

[glass-noodle]

Oh yeahhh you think Hank and Connor could learn sign language together??? Connor can’t speak human, so sign language would be a nice way to communicate! Hank would slowly realise the sea creature love of his life is a big fucking nerd lol. ‘Give me math Hank 😞’, ‘I yearn for more knowledgeable books to be read to me Hank’, ‘scratch that I want to learn how to read Hank’ - kamski think a like

Kamski-think-a-like!!! *throws hands up like one would upon seeing that the neighbourhood cat has visited their yard*

He’s a huge fuckin’ nerd and Hank’s definitely been realizing that throughout their time together. Connor is insatiable (in more ways than one *cough*); I’m imagining his eyes going all big and dilated like a cat’s when Hank starts teaching him something haha. He starts bringing in some old textbooks to read to him and practically sees his fishy lil brain light up

They could definitely learn sign language together!! Maybe Hank borrows a textbook or downloads an app on his phone and they both learn together 🥺 Opening up a world of communication between them, allowing Hank to finally really delve into Connor’s mind. There’s something special about Hank having learned how to read Connor (and vice versa, though to a lesser extent since Connor can understand a little bit of English) just through body language and vocalizations, but the opportunity to really get to know what Connor is thinking? Too great to pass up.

Once again anon you are so right. I think he even says that he doesn’t know how to work his phone at some point in the game?? Which is totally unbelievable as a millennial, lmao. Still, despite the Cage Writing, I can’t help but like that stupid car and its stupid old-fashioned owner. I do like the idea of Hank getting a completely tech-less car after Cole’s death, or maybe just having been pretty anti-technology in general even before that (evidenced by his interest in “real” books, or having a house that’s as void of technology as you can get). Maybe he’s always had a passion for old cars, or things with an older charm. Picturing a young Hank who likes tinkering with old models even though his friends tease him about it, sleeves rolled up and covered in engine grease…..him refusing to give up his car for a newer one even when it sputters and takes five minutes to start (not at all related to his inability to let things go…)

And then this shiny, new-fangled piece of cutting-edge technology rocks up on his doorstep and sends his world into a tailspin 😌

#noodle talk #hankcon #lab merman au #‘give me math Hank 😔’ is making me feral it’s so cute hmfgb #THANK YOU for your detailed asks as usual it’s an honour to get these!!!! #love talking in-depth about both the au and the game itself #because sometimes my thoughts get scrambled like an egg and I struggle to put them into words lol 😖 #so I looove reading about what other people think #<33333

[artificial-sleep]

Denki and Hitoshi that share an apartment and try to collect all of the stray cats nearby.

They have a system down pat: putting fresh food and water out for them every evening and trying to sweetly lure them in with "pspsps"s and light pats to slowly gain their trust.

They've been trying overtime recently to catch a particularly skiddish orange tabby. But Hitoshi  hasn't even managed to get close enough to pet it yet. But he sees its cute lil eyes from behind a bush or beneath a car and continues his relentless pursuit nonetheless.

"Did you see Pumpkin this morning?" Denki asks that night as they both settle in after their shifts. Hitoshi laughs.

"Really? You're going to the name the orange cat we found in October Pumpkin? How very original of you, baby," he teases, and Denki pouts.

"Shut up. I think it's cute!" he whines, crossing his arms in mock distress.

"Yeah, saw him lingering around the dumpster. Went under the fence before I could get close enough. I had to skip my run so I wouldn't be late," he says with a sigh. Denki looks sympathetic.

"It's starting to get colder out," Hitoshi says quietly, and Denki nods in understanding.

"It's okay, Tosh. We'll get him," he reassures with a small smile.

They continue setting food out each night and find it gone by morning, so at least they can hope Pumpkin has been fed.

But still no luck in luring her inside, bathing her, making sure she isn't sick, and is well-watered, fed, and nurtured.

After a few weeks, the entire community is in on the hunt. Hitoshi had a reputation for being the apartment complex's "crazy cat lady" even before Denki moved in and became his accomplice. Everyone sends strays his way and asks him questions about their cats and kittens since he probably has the answer. He's always eager to help.

But no one has been able to catch Pumpkin.

Days of this turn into weeks, and Hitoshi starts to lose hope.

But then one night, Hitoshi getting home a little later than usual having been tied up with a particularly challenging villian with a quirk that gave his opponents something like hives when making contact, something changes.

Hitoshi is sore, itchy all over, and tired, but that doesn't stop him from sweeping the parameter with the hope of finding Pumpkin. The cat is nowhere to be seen.

He sighs, feeling defeated as he makes it up to his doorstep.

He is taken aback when Denki squeals as the door opens, startling Hitoshi a bit, but Denki hardly notices, coursing with excitement.

"Tosh! You're home! Guess what?! I have the most amazing surprise!!" he beams, and Hitoshi can't help but smile. "You're not gonna believe it."

Hitoshi is about to say something like, 'Aww baby... What? You didn't have to do anything special" when he hears a very distinct "meow" that has him tilting his head and squinting his eyes, trying to listen closer.

That doesn't sound like any of his cats. "Who was that?" he asks Denki, confused, looking around him to see what new friend Denki had brought home.

And as soon as he sees it, Denki nearly bounces off of his feet, shaking with enthusiasm as he exclaims, "IT'S PUMPKIN! TOSHI, I GOT PUMPKIN!!" Hitoshi's mouth drops in surprise, and for a moment, he can't speak until the sweet cat meows again and an automatic "aw" falls from his lips as he drops to his knees and extends his hand to the cat.

"She's still a little stand-offish, but..." 

"She?" Hitoshi asks, looking up at Denki with watery eyes like he's just seen their daughter for the first time. Pumpkin very hesitantly bumps the tip of her nose against the ends of Hitoshi’s fingers, smelling and getting a feel for if she wants to get any closer.

And then she does, nestling her head under his hand, and Hitoshi nearly sobs. She's so darn sweet.

"Yeah, she's a girl! And she's wild for wet food. I laid some out this morning, the real fishy smelling one since Princess doesn't like that kind, and I thought maybe we could just get rid if it, and within the hour, I caught her on the porch."

Hitoshi is just beaming with joy.

Denki and Hitoshi spend the night playing with their cats, sprawled out on the floor together, watching Princess and Bonbon, their two domestic, in-door cats, swatting at toys and showing Pumpkin the ropes as she watches hesitantly.

Within a few days, Pumpkin is happily adapted, and they allow her to go in and out freely as they do most of their foster kitties once they're sure she's clean, but Pumpkin prefers to stay inside, close to her new family.

She even gets along with Princess and Bonbon and she stays plenty warm all winter long under the pumpkin-print throw blanket Denki insisted on buying for her. Oh, and she of course gets ALL the pets and tuna-flavored wet food her heart contends.

- E N D -

Bonus: Just imagine when it gets really cold out and Hitoshi lets ALL of the feral strays come in, and it's just him and Denki in a one bedroom apartment holed up with like 12 cats. 🤣 I LOVE them ugh (also Denki is responsible for naming all of their cats)

~meow~

#shinkami #shinsou hitoshi #denki kaminari #cats #bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #fluff

[threadsun]

Fishie Asks: "god i have ehlers danlos and my joints are wack as shit so i feel u sun, joints were a mistake actually. anyways i dont go here (john doe fandom) but i was reading that recent fic and it made me go -blushing emoji- theres just something about those kinks, i swear. speaking of kinks, what do u think the squads most like. extreme and "taboo" kink is, the type that might not even be possible in real life but u just love reading/seeing art about it (like "every" hole filled)- fishie"

Oh I'm getting tested for hypermobile eds currently! I've got pots and they go hand in hand most of the time, and my joints keep slidin' around in there. It's always a wild time!

Also >:3c the highest compliment to me is someone getting into one of my fics even though it's for a fandom they're not part of~

I'm gonna specifically go with their biggest unrealistic kink, just cause I'm bad at ranking how extreme/"taboo" different kinks are

Jack:

Microphilia. The thought of fucking someone so small he can hold them in the palm of his hand... it gets him.

Ian:

Ear fucking. He'd love to hold someone's head while he fucks their ear, and fills their head with cum~

Shaun:

Catpeople. Like catboys, catgirls, catfolk! Something about someone having actual cat ears and a tail is very appealing to him...

Nick:

Succubus/incubus. He'd jump at the chance to fuck an incubus or a succubus or any other sort of horny sex demon~

Joseph:

Sex pollen (and fuck-or-die situations). Something that creates a sense of need and urgency, that makes it necessary to fuck.

Jean:

Wound fucking. Like using a knife to cut a nice hole in his sweetheart to fuck~ (I know you can technically do it, but I'm counting it as unrealistic cause you shouldn't do it)

Rory:

Cum inflation. He's really into the idea of filling someone with his cum until they're all swollen and round for him, tummy bulging.

#something's wrong with sunny day jack #swwsdj #sdj jack #sdj ian #sdj shaun #sdj nick #sdj joseph #sdj jean #sdj rory #sdj headcanons #18+ only #sunshine #fishie

[mysticalfairylamb]

Astrology Observations!!!

Musicians with water in their chart who make love songs , s3x vibes, or just songs for emotions specifically sadness hit different , and hit deep!!! Ex: Drake, Rhianna, Olivia Rodrigo, SZA, Doja cat ( scorpio venus ), the weeknd ( scorpio moon ), Billie Eilish ( pisces moon ), Ariana Grande , Selena Gomez ( I know more so of her old music like the heart wants what it wants, etc. ), Ari Lennox ( Cancer asc, moon at scorpio degree, mercury pisces degree), < i think it’s estimated. Summer walker ( Cancer asc) < i think one website says sag asc the other says cancer you get it though . Michael Jackson, Pisces moon Pisces ASC.

Musicians with air in their chart have such HUGE influence in the music community and in the public eye. Ex: Kendrick Lamar, Kanye West, Biggie, Tupac, Snoop Dog, The Weeknd, Doja Cat, Olivia Rodrigo ( libra moon ), Nicki Minaj ( aquarius asc ), etc. Even besides music air signs just are so known and receive SO much attention to the point where it would be kinda shocking if someone DIDN’T know who they are. like Kim K for example, Marilyn Monroe, etc. Air sign energy makes IMPACT 👏👏👏

Taurus moons tend to hold back on what they wanna say, find more comfort speaking up on their needs & wants if someone else already announced they have the same needs & wants. Some of chillest people I’ve came across. Their moon is also in my 1H. Can be pretty introverted and to themselves , the types to not show out & show off for attention , also may have trouble being direct & assertive. can come off super introverted and to themselves , sometimes may even come off secretive or mysterious cause of how closed off they are. The type you just wanna ask questions to, to find more about. What’s the truth type of question. 🤣 They hold water about themselves and it’s not easy for them to crack !!! They mask emotions well too.

MUTABLE moons and their laughs , pisces stands out the most to me. 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Pisces mercurys can say the most random stuff during conversation , we can be talking about clothes then a couple seconds later “ Do you think dinosaurs even EXISTED? “ Funny ash though to see how our minds process things, can say random outbursts too, random noises, say something completely off topic. The fishy’s mind IS SWIMMING 😚😚💜

Taurus venus have really gorgeous voices and don’t like to yell a lot. I haven’t met a taurus venus who screams like a maniac. In arguments their voices probably have little to no hostility in it , or anger. Check mars sign too. Anyone I know with a taurus venus has a fire mars but they really don’t be loud. It’s very interesting 🧡🧡

Why are Gemini ASC , placements, either so nosy, messy, or they can’t hold their tongue back & gotta keep it real. Which i’m not surprised because mercury is the planet of messages & communication. Gemini/ mercury energy can get a bit messy & gossipy. Mercury is the planet of talk talk talk. It is pretty stereotypical but literally every gemini placement i’ve met INSTIGATES in arguments, or is like “ oooooou “ , it’s SOMETHING WITH THEM 🤣🤣🤣 whether it’s in public or in private but one thing about my good gemini placements is they ready to get down when it’s TIME. 🤣

Libra risings are so tall and slim. Especially with their sun being an earth sign.

Scorpio Venus and their seductive , HEAVILY sensual, “ I’m the best & everyone wants to kiss me “ music. Embracing that wild sexy feminine energy. Ex: Doja Cat, Nelly Furtado.

Aquarius moons just need a hug deep down, they probably will never admit it cause the way they just neutrally mask their emotions but trust they got a lot going on inside & can use work to distract themselves or to feel more productive.

Y’all !!! Watch out for the people who’s sun falls into your 7th, 12H!!!! Seriously, people don’t be lying when they say they the ones who be talking or plotting. Be safe & be AWARE ☺️

Scorpio placements and their tolerance to physical pain.

Scorpio energy & Psychology JUST GO ALONG.

Leo risings in whole sign have cancer in their 12H, these folks probably deal with their emotions and family issues on their own. Too complex or messy to talk about with just anyone sometimes .

Dear water venus <3 ( PISCES VENUS 111% ) please stop making false situations in your head I know you admire them and love them but sometimes always seeing the best in people only sabotages you. Yes, they have potential but where are they at NOW. In real life, in reality what’s the situation , stop convincing yourself other wise bby. ❤️

Squared Mercurys in synastry during arguments are so stubborn. Can end up going DAYS without talking after the argument from tension & the heat still being turnt up.

Practice embodying your solar return chart placements , i have an aquarius stellium and aquarius ASC and since practicing embodying the traits of aquarius since it’s super significant to me , i’ve been gaining tons of followings and views/likes on my social media platforms. Plus for me practicing the energy of the cosmos aligns me more with the universe , with my natal , solar return & persona.

Sun in the 12H can be confused about their personality , aesthetic , and being in stable in their “ presentation “ of themselves . Get told “ You don’t act like you’re a * enter sun sign * “. Sometimes these folks don’t feel like their sun sign either and resonate more with something else in their chart, or even don’t feel like ANYTHING 🤣🤣🤣 This doesn’t mean they’ll never feel stable in their identity but this is something they could struggle with in life at som point.

6H can show our animals , how our animals are with us, our bonds with our animals, and how people view our animals .

Detriment / Fall placements aren’t tragedy, domicile / Exalt placements aren’t heaven. 🤣

If you don’t feel like your natal chart, check your persona chart !!! I’m a Leo stellium in persona chart and everything in my persona resonates with me. I am a pisces stellium natal so that could be another reason why EVERYTHING resonates with me , feeling the emotions , and shapeshifting internally. Pisces isn’t just water BABY PISCES MUTABLE ALSAAKKAKA.

Wanna know someone’s Venus sign? Observe the colors that look really good on them or that they often wear. Mutable Venus may be a bit more harder to pinpoint. Also may cause confusion on the persons sun sign.

Venus/2H/7H can show the tattoo style someone likes. Or the placement/ body part. of the tattoo I’m a Scorpio 7H and I used to be attracted to crow tattoos, very dark , symbolic tattoos that have a story behind it. My moms a Sag 7H and has traveled good distances for her tattoos. My brothers a taurus venus and has a throat tattoo, taurus rules tongue, tonsils etc. My other brothers a Leo Venus and has a tattoo on his upper back of his zodiac sign, something that has to do with himself. 🤣

11H can show the genre of movies someone likes to watch. Check degree too, and whole sign. Or how they are when watching a movie, the scenes that stand out to them or make impact to them.

Gemini mars energy is very raw when they are irritated. Even when we’re quiet , our faces , tone our whole EXPRESSION shows. Get stimulated by hand activities , ( may apply to other air mars too ) cross word puzzles , video games, games that have to do with hand & eye in union. Check degree & house too.

Thank you for reading my loves !!! Feedback & constructive criticism is welcomed ! Please don’t be a d!ck. ❤️❤️❤️

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