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leviathans-watching · 10 months

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omg i never realized you did requests... do you think you could do a fic of a gn!reader and belphegor going out on a late night picnic in the human world so mc can teach belphegor about the human world constellations?

showing belphie constellations

includes: belphie x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

wc: .4k | rated g | m.list

a/n: omg i love constellations, and these are going to be north american ones since that's where i'm from. i did this mostly from memory so i hope its correct lol. thanks for requesting!

please reblog!!!

“quiet, quiet,” you hiss past giggles, steady belphie as he nearly trips over the shoes mammon had left in the entryway. “or do you want to wake all of your brothers up?”

“i am being quiet!” belphie replies. “as quiet as i can be given that i’m the one holding everything right now.”

“hey, you offered,” you say, rolling your eyes. you get the door for him, and the two of you let out a sigh of relief when you’re finally on serenity manor’s lawn. belphie spreads out the blankets while you squint up at the sky, orienting yourself. once you’ve spotted the big dipper, you lay down next to belphie, satisfied.

“alright,” you begin at your normal volume, snuggling into his side. “do you see that really bright star there? that’s the handle of the little dipper, or ursa minor. if you go from the north star, you can see the edge of ursa major, or the big dipper. see them?” belphie nods, so you go on.

“if you go the other way from the north star,” you say, demonstrating the path with your finger, “you’ll see casseopia. she was a very vain woman who posidon punished by chaining her to a throne in the heavens. she’s supposed to be sitting but it just looks like a crooked ‘w’ to me. then, past that, near jupitor, which is that vaguely reddish bright one out there, you can see pisces, the two fish.”

“hey, that’s what beel and i are,” belphie says, and you chuckle.

“you only know that because i told you. now, going back to the big dipper, if you go down from the inward part of the ladle, you’ll see leo. the backward question mark-looking part is his mane.”

you continue to point out planets and stars, explaining the history and stories behind the contellations as belphie asks. it’s only when he stops responding, breath evening out, that you stop, honestly surprised he lasted so long without falling asleep.

giving one last look to the stars, thinking of orion and the pleiades, or the hero and the seven nymphs, you turn onto your side, burrowing even deeper into his warmth, grateful that zeus hadn’t interfered with your pleiades.

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arianatwycross · 11 months

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A Sweet Meet Cute

because I'm a sucker for these two flirting, this was dreamt up.

“Please tell me you have one left.” Lily’s bag hits the counter with a loud, unceremonious thud. “I’m in desperate need for a caramel doughnut, preferably one with those caramelised pecans on top.”

Her friend Mary looks over from across the counter of the Cafe. “Early morning meeting again?”

“We’re still working on that project with Australia, which means one of us has to deal with the short stick. It was a 5am start today.” The stool squeaks as Lily sits down, the sound ripping at her temple, adding to the heavy fatigue of the start of her day.

“I don’t envy you.”

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Lily shrugs, “If I actually want to do some good in the world, working with the Australian researchers is the way to go. I’m going to need the biggest cup of coffee you can find too.”

“The coffee I can do. The doughnut, though. That’s going to be a problem.”

“Come on, Mary,” Lily says, sniffing the air. “You have one, I smell it.”

“You can’t smell it.”

“You underestimate my senses.”

Mary glances under the counter. Her attention settles on a spot near the end of the bar, where the doughnuts are kept beneath a heavy glass dome. They’re a speciality at Casseopia Cafe - handmade pieces of pure joy created by the owner's wife.

The look in Mary’s eye tells Lily that one of her favourites is left. The problem is, they’re her favourite too.

“I’ll jump the bar and get it myself,” Lily warns. Mary laughs, filling the mostly vacant front of house. “There’s one left, but-”

“No buts- None,” Lily says, talking fast so her friend can’t interrupt her. “I. Need. That. Doughnut. This morning’s meeting has already fried my brain and I just need something to make me feel alive again, ok?”

“You need to get laid. That would help you feel alive.” Mary grins.

Lily frowns, “Doughnuts are enough for me. At least, at the moment.”

Lily holds her hand out, palm up, and looks Mary in the eye. She waits for Lily to crack. When a few long seconds pass and Mary still hasn’t even blinked, Lily sighs.

“Someone bought it,” Mary says.

Brushing a strand of her long red hair out of her face as if preparing for battle, she narrows her gaze, “No.”

“No?”

“You aren’t allowed to keep the doughnuts for yourself if a paying customer wants them.” Lily chides.

“Lily-”

“And not more than doughnuts on a day like today.”

“It’s sold,” Mary states, a little more seriously this time.

Lily shoo’s her away. Like a child, Lily climbs onto the stool, knees on the seat, and peers over the bar. Just as Lily suspected, perched on a baby blue ceramic plate, sits a glorious pecan-topped caramel doughnut.

The sight alone makes Lily’s mouth water. Stress slipping from her shoulders already. Staring at the pecans, Lily almost forgets about the missed calls from her sister this morning and how much work she still needs to do from a deadline that week.

“Want me to go ahead and grab it?” Lily asks. The words come out strangled because of her inverted position. When Mary doesn’t answer, she looks up.

She’s looking behind Lily, smoothing out her pink apron. The flirty smile on Mary’s lips clearly isn't for her.

“Hey,” Lily says in an attempt to draw her attention back, “Give it to me.”

“If you insist.”

Lily freezes.

The voice, all gravelly and deep, isn't Mary’s. And unless Mary has become a ventriloquist with a penchant for a leather-scented cologne that sends chills racing down her spine to her gym leggings behind - a behind that’s currently up in the air...

Oh, shit.

Lily’s body tilts over the bar as she tries to find the internal switch from awe to action.

She swallows as she surveys the situation from her precarious position. Mary’s cheeks are tinted pink as she drops her gaze to Lily’s. The giggle hidden by a twist of her lips tells Lily one thing that she knows to be true: whoever is behind Lily is seriously good-looking to warrant the sparkle lighting up her friend's face.

Lowering herself to the stool slowly, she keeps her gaze focused on the blackboard of menu items adorning the wall behind Mary’s head.

“I’ll take the doughnut to go, please,” Lily says with a gulp.

“And I’ll have mine here.”

His voice must be inches behind her, and the proximity makes Lily jump. He chuckles before sitting down.

The richness of his scent blends with the honeyness of his voice - she can hear a slight plummy accent, and she considers what will happen if she dissolves into the barstool right then and there. It’s too early in the day to be humiliating herself in front of cute strangers.

She grabs her bag and digs deep. Sorting through receipts and sweet wrappers (particularly fruit salad sweets) only reminds her how much life is a jumbled mess right now, but it's better than looking at the guy who just saw her arse up in the air. In the thinnest pair of leggings she owns, and with the brightest pair of pink knickers she owns.

A muscled forearm extends across the counter, taking a cup of coffee from Mary. “Thank you,” he says.

Hands still stuck in her bag, wrapped around her purse, she looks at Mary.

Mary grins, “Did you say you wanted coffee?”

Lily clears her throat, trying to ignore the pull of energy from the man beside her. “Yes, please. I'll take it with me.”

Mary scoops up the doughnut. As soon as she’s gone, focusing on the coffee machine at the front of the store, the room seems to shrink around her. Fidgeting in her seat, knowing the guy just saw her in a very unflattering position, she starts to stand.

“You aren’t from around here either. I take it,” he says, before I can execute my plan to flee. “I mean with your accent and all.”

She considers pretending he isn’t talking to her and ignoring him altogether, but that would be rude. And as things are going, his voice might be the highlight of her day, so she sits again.

“You mean, I don’t sound like I’m from Manchester or from Bollington?” She asks, still not looking at him. “I’m shocked, I thought I had my northern accent spot on.”

He chuckles. “Sorry. You sound very Southern, or even just from London.”

“I’m from Brighton actually, but I’ve lived here a long time...” The words drift away along with all coherent thought, as her gaze is snagged. Despite ascertaining from Mary’s reaction that he’s cute. She’s wholly unprepared for the delicious package in front of her.

Staring back at her are the prettiest eyes she’s ever seen. A gorgeous mix of green and brown. His brows are heavy, his lashes thick and if she could find her voice, she would compliment them. Smooth, tanned skin is highlighted by a brilliant white smile. A sturdy jaw is softened by laugh lines at the corner of his full lips and his dark curls leave even her smuttiest dreams lacking.

She untangles her gaze from his just in time to see Mary coming around the corner with her doughnut on a plate. Just like that, everything comes rushing back.

She doesn’t realise her shoulders had relaxed or the throb in her temple has eased, but she’s well aware when they slam back into her again.

“Did I forget to tell you that I wanted that to go?” She asks, rubbing the side of her head.

“You told me.” She says, and sets the plate down in front of him.

“Hey,” Lily says pointing at the plate, “That’s mine.”

He looks at the doughnut and then at her. Lily fully expects him to slide the plate her way. There’s not part of her, not a piece the size of those caramelised pecans, that thinks he won't.

But he doesn’t.

Instead, he smirks.

“At the risk of you stabbing me with a fork. I beg to differ.” He then tells Mary, “This looks delicious, thank you.”

“You are so welcome.” Mary chirps back.

Lily glares at her friend. “You can’t give that to him because he’s cute, Mary.”

“Hey now,” he interrupts with a furrowed brow. “I’m not sure I like ‘cute’. Ruggedly handsome? Roguishly attractive, maybe?”

“Thief?” Lily offers.

He lifts his fork like he’s taunting her, but doesn’t touch the doughnut.

“Um, maybe I gave it to him because he ordered it first,” Mary offers.

Mary's snip cracks open the dam holding the trickle of her last patience. Lily half stands and half sits on the stool, “Do you even know what happened to me this morning, Mary?”

“No.”

“Let me fill you in,” Lily says through clenched teeth. “Not only did I have a very important meeting at 5 in the morning, but my smoke detector started chirping at 3 in the morning, because the battery went flat, despite me changing them last week. Ok? And I was too short to reach it without climbing on a chair, but because it was 3 in the morning, I fell. Hit my knee, bumped my elbow and cried. Like a baby.”

Mary bites her bottom lip to keep from laughing.

“Then-”

“Hold up,” he says.

“Shush, doughnut thief,” Lily says, waving her hand at him. “Then, I couldn’t make my coffee because SOMEONE used my last Nespresso pod yesterday - which I like to add you work at a cafe so you can afford not to use MY coffee when you decide to visit in the mornings. AND, because my 5am meeting wasn’t hard enough, my deadline got pushed forward to the end of this week.” Lily takes a lungful of air. “I’m over today, and it’s not even really started yet.”

“Ouch,” the man says, taking Lily’s need for oxygen as a cue to add his opinion, “That is a rough morning.”

“Oh, it gets better,” she insists, feeling her blood shoot through her veins. “Then Ben messages me.”

“Sticky notes Ben?”

“Stop calling him that.”

“That’s what Marlene called him the entire time you were dating him.”

“Sticky notes?” the man asks.

“I didn’t date him.” Lily glares at her friend.

“Want to know what's the most surprising about this entire morning? I’ve managed to act like a lady and haven’t taken that doughnut right off your plate.”

He chuckles.

“This isn’t funny.” Lily bounces in her seat, trying not to beg while also trying not to snatch the doughnut off his plate. It’s not so much that she needs the doughnut itself, it’s the comfort of the sweet carbs that will remind her of her Mum’s homemade caramel pecan tarts that can give her the illusion that everything is going to be ok.

Ignoring Lily’s puppy dog eyes, he digs his phone out of the pocket of his trousers. His fingers flying across the screen.

Lily takes the moment to study him from the side. The light catches the lighter strands of brown in his hair. His face is freshly shaved, and she wonders vaguely what he would look like with a good three-day stubble.

For a moment, the doughnut is forgotten. In its place is a thought as delicious as the caramel icing - of the taste of the theifs lips on hers. Her little daydream is halted when he slips his phone back into his pocket.

“How much do I owe you?” He asks Mary.

“6 quid.”

He fishes the change out of his wallet and passes it over to her. “Pay for her coffee too. Can I get a coffee to go though?”

“Sure,” Mary says, taking the money and strolling to the register, leaving the thief and Lily alone.

“Did you just buy my coffee?” She asks.

“Yes.”

“You know what goes good with coffee...” She looks at his plate and then back at him. All he does is laugh.

He gets to his feet, unfolding a body that’s taller and harder than she expected. His trousers are coupled with a smart linen shirt, tight enough against his body that she can see the curve of his biceps and the dip of his waist.

“Are you finished?” He asks.

Lily zips a line from his polished shoes to his face. “What do you mean?”

“I don’t want to walk out of here until you’ve finished appreciating me.” He grins, “If you’re done, I need to go.”

A very hot blush covers her body, and when he laughs, she wonders if he's thinking it's the same colour as her knickers. That makes her blush more.

“You are not the gentlemen I hoped you were.”

He smiles devilishly, assessing her as he shoves his wallet back into his pocket. Then, with a pained expression and a dose of hesitation for her benefit, he slides his plate in front of her. “Here. You can have my doughnut. I know it's not all you wanted but it will have to do.” He takes the coffee cup from Mary for the road.

“I didn’t hear anything you said after, “You can have my doughnut,” Lily says, sticking her finger through the thick icing on top. “But thanks.”

“They have forks you know.”

“I know, but I wanted to make sure you didn’t ask for it back.” A warmth spreads through her tummy as he smiles. “Thanks for this.”

“You’re welcome, Brighton.” He heads to the door but stops before exiting. Looking at Lily over his shoulder, he narrows his eyes. The feel of his attention on her changes. It’s thicker. Not uncomfortable, but it makes her squirm nonetheless. “I’m James Potter, by the way. What’s your name?”

“I’m Lily.” Her voice is breathier than usual, and if she wasn’t still flushed from getting caught staring at him, she might blush again, “Lily Evans.”

“It was nice to meet you.” His features soften as he steps into the sunlight. “Oh, If I didn’t mention it, you owe me for the doughnut.”

And with a final grin that makes Lily sink into her seat, he’s gone.

#jily #jily fanfic #meet cute #my fanfics #muggle AU #a small town story

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paradoxcase · 5 months

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@wellhappybirthdaytomeiguess:

Sorry, I meant the notes from Harrow the Ninth. In one of them, Wake mentions that she started the affair with Pyrrha and then Gideon without at first realizing they were two different people. I KISSED YOU AND LATER I WOULD KISS HIM TOO BEFORE I UNDERSTOOD WHAT YOU WERE, AND ALL THREE OF US LIVED TO REGRET IT—BUT WHEN I AM IN HEAVEN I WILL REMEMBER YOUR MOUTH, AND WHEN YOU ROAST DOWN IN HELL I THINK YOU WILL REMEMBER MINE

Oh, those. Yeah, I see. But it's still not clear from that if she figured it out on her own or if Pyrrha told her

Fandom theory is that the 'break clause' was in the contract between the 6th House and the Emperor, giving them the right to leave the Empire if circumstances warrant. Mostly because of what we learn about the pre-Ressurection background of Casseopia....

Well, in John 20:8 he says they brought her on "for contracts", but I don't know much beyond that right now

Should make of note of the line 'We lost people. Ships. Something very important.'

Yeah, I did notice that, but then I forgot about it when trying to get a big-picture idea of what had happened. I don't think they lost any major characters, because Nona knows both Corona and Judith and We Suffer seems to still be around. I guess "something important" could refer to Harrow or Gideon's souls, maybe? Or maybe to Gideon's body, which hasn't been mentioned at all in this book. Except, while I'm sure Gideon's body is important to the story I'm not sure it's actually important to any of the characters we currently have. It would obviously be important to Gideon herself and probably also to Harrow, but neither of them seem to be around right now (unless Nona actually is one or both of them) and I don't think the other characters have much reason to care about it. Camilla had it brought along for some reason, but I'm guessing she probably just wanted to bury it properly and Pyrrha only knew Gideon for like five minutes, and it doesn't sound from As Yet Unsent that any of the BOE folks realized Gideon was Commander Wake's daughter? But I don't know, maybe Camilla wanting to bury the body and Pyrrha having thought of Gideon as possibly being her kid for 20 years is enough to make Gideon's body "very important"

#the locked tomb #wellhappybirthdaytomeiguess

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book-girl4eva · 16 days

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hiii congrats on 100!!! can i req pictor and casseopia?? casual for casseopia pls

Thank you!

Here's your mood board:

And here's your outfit! (I couldn't choose between 2 lol)

I hope you like it!

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corduroy-leggings · 20 days

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Just found out that Sugar Dream Dome (one of my dream dresses) has a constellation pattern in the print and one of the constellations is Casseopia (my favourite constellation) and now I want it even more 😭😭

#this is becoming a problem #I need Sugar Dream Dome so bad #sugar dream dome #lolita fashion #egl #sweet lolita #angelic pretty #opera omnia

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super-ion · 6 months

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Lisa's Story

Part 5

Context: in the latest session of Outside Us Nothing, we wrapped up a story arc where my character, Lisa, was reunited with her long lost sibling. Through the power of love and friendship and murder, we somehow managed to save Gwen from a cult of tentacle monsters.

Jo squinted at the game board. They thought they saw a clear path to victory, but they had thought the same in the previous game of go, and the one before that, and the hundred before that. Sierra was just too good at this, but Jo had never been able to back down from a challenge.

Sierra, for their part, was staring unblinking at the board in that distant, unblinking, not-quite-there way that they looked at everything. They had their head tilted, listening to some inaudible melody, foot tapping along arhythmically.

Jo barely even liked this game, and they hated losing, but the fact was Jo was bored. It was the sad truth that self described hotshot pilot, Josephine Casseopia Bergan della Briar Rose, was stuck doing milk runs.

Meanwhile, their sister, if she was to be believed, was off living out episodes of some Freetraveler fantasy dreams. For that matter, Lisa wasn't particularly prone to exaggeration, which made her stories all the more aggravating.

Jo sighed, carefully picked up a black stone and placed it on the board. Sierra's lips quirked in a tiny smile and Jo groaned inwardly, knowing the trap was about to be sprung.

The voidworker picked up a white stone, but froze, blinking in surprise an instant before the intercom pinged.

"Hey babe," ZX736 said over the intercom. "Long range comm for you."

Oh thank the gods, Jo wouldn't have to deal with the humiliation of losing again.

"It's your sister," Z added. "Says it's urgent."

Jo paused. They were siblings, all manner of practical joke passed between them. Phrases like "very important", "deadly serious", and "critical danger" weren't at all uncommon. "Urgent" however was one they had agreed to keep in reserve. It was off limits except in situations that were, in fact, urgent.

"Yeah, I'll be there in one sec," Jo replied, "thanks love."

"Should I save the board?" Sierra interjected. The voidworker had set the stone and Jo could see the beginnings of the end.

Jo sighed, "don't bother…"

They shifted their attention away from the common area into the cockpit, where the mass of Jo had completely engulfed every surface, eyes and tentacles everywhere. It was Jo's space, their domain, closed to all except them and their wife.

"She on?" Jo asked.

"Yeah," Z replied. "She's rambling a little about… honey… I think? Whatever she wants to say might be private. I'll be right outside if you need me."

The long range comm crackled and Lisa's voice, distant and tinny, came through.

"Jo?"

She sounded like she'd been crying. Oh, this can't be good.

"Hey sis, Z said it was urgent. Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Lisa replied. "I mean no, not really, my girlfriend just had to go away for some indeterminate amount of time and I've just been an accessory to another war crime… but this is good news, I swear."

This raised so many questions and Jo was certain Lisa would be more than happy to elaborate, but something about her tone seemed almost cagey.

"Yes?" Jo prompted after a moment of silence that stretched uncomfortably.

"Well, um… the thing is…"

"Oh my god, dude, spit it out," Jo grumbled.

"Gwen is alive!" Lisa blurted. "I found them and we got in a fight and I thought I ruined everything but I went back and… oh gods, I thought I got them killed, but my friend saved them and…"

Lisa's words faded to incoherent sobbing.

Jo struggled to comprehend.

"Wait, back up," Jo interrupted. "You found Gwen?"

A welter of guilt surged in Jo's core. Jo was the reason Gwen had run away in the first place. To be fair, Lisa hadn't been perfect either and deserved… maybe thirty percent of the credit, but Jo had been the one to drive both of them off the ship.

"Jo," Lisa repeated, "Gwen is alive and they are on my ship right now and I'm bringing them home."

#lisa the teuth #my writing #outside us nothing #science fiction

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naranja-uva-student-council · 7 months

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Wait, Nemona figured it out first? How?

Hey! No hay necesidad de ser grosero!

Anyway, it was pretty hard but battling's all about recognizing patterns and small details, you know! Even the smallest thing can gain you the advantage so you gotta pay attention!

I noticed that Casseopia and Penny talked the same! Sure she used a fancy shmancy device to make her voice sound different but she couldn't mask the fact that she speaks Paldean like a foreigner!

Hey! I'm getting better!

Calmate, Penny! Second, even though the room she was recording in was in complete darkness, I could still see the sillouhette of her backpack's ears! They were just barely noticable.

And third! Her glasses did the shiny thing Penny's do when she's about to hack something!

Still can't believe you figured out all that but can't recognize a basic social cue.

Es lo que es.

#pokeblogging #pkmn irl #irl pkmn #pokemon irl #the prez answers #treasurer answers #secretary answers

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obiwanwhat · 9 months

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9 people you'd like to know more

Thanks for tagging me, @stellanslashgeode

Last song: Casseopia by Layla

Currently reading: Thrawn Ascendancy: Chaos Rising. I was going to read the Thrawn books before the Ahsoka show came out but am only just finishing the first book now. I've seen people rave about the Thrawn books for years so it's been fun to see what all the fuss is about

Currently Watching: The new Ahsoka show!! I also just finished the latest season of Strange New Worlds. Oh, I guess I'm also in the middle of watching Carnival Row with some friends.

Next on my Watchlist: Not a lot of shows at the moment - at some point I need to watch season 3 of Picard. Movie wise, I still need to watch Everything Everywhere All At Once and Guardians of the Galaxy 3.

Current Obsessions: Ahsoka show brainrot is STRONG, I caught covid two weeks ago and i think being in isolation for the 10 days leading up to the show's release and not having anything to think about but the show fundamentally altered my brain chemistry lol.

I'm also getting deeper and deeper into the AU idea of "Luke and Ahsoka meet and don't get along" (see this post), I think Disney really missed so many opportunities for character development and just fascinating interactions between the two of them with the one scene we got of them together in BOBF. I also wanna spend some time exploring "Leia and Ahsoka meet and it's a little less sad because they don't have the same clashes over the Jedi thing but still ~complicated~" after I've beat the Ahsoka and Luke interactions to death. I'm starting to tag everything related to that as "#Nothing Can Ever Be Simple AU" if anyone wants to follow along!

Wolfwren is also starting to get my attention because holy shit that fight was so fucking gay. Like I've never seen a lightsaber fight with That Much Homoerotic tension holy shit. Not getting super into fic yet because I don't think we know enough about Shin's character yet (or even about how Sabine has changed and who she is now) for a romance to be believable or interesting, but I suspect I'll get there as the show goes on.

Tagging anyone who wants to do it!

#tag game #star wars #lilac accidentally talks personal #lilac accidentally talks writing

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pluralswagbracket · 1 year

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Trying to think up any special pokemon guy who may be implied to have did. How has t this happened yet I am in shock.

WAIT

I mean in all fairness I thought for a hot minute [redacted for spoilers] from Pokemon Scarlet and Violet had a Casseopia introject. If you've played the game you know the bit I'm talking about.

#word of mod #tbh I'm keeping it

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the-fire-bubble · 7 months

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They used your body in life and in death.

You never deserved to be tossed into the realm of monsters

your crime was thinking your goddess would protect you

and being woman in front of a predator.....

Me? Medusa? Me? Medusa?

I'm not sure who I'm addressing in this prose anymore,

but I hope the goddesses pity me.... Their pity would an honor.

Let me turn to a gold statue, as if Medusa's gaze were Midas' touch.

At least then, my beauty would be something valuable to behold.

My shadow holds hatred in the back of my heart,

I'm scared of the monster I would unleash, if I let my thirst for vengeance take hold.

Damn that window, the doorless bedroom, the broken things,....

Promises, Guitar string, phones, holes in walls and doors, car keys, mirrors, car windows, glassware I've no name for beyond "shattered"....

The threads of manipulation feel like a noose on my neck

I would kill to no longer be cuffed to memories that haunt me...

Like Casseopia's daughter on the cliffs of the sea, consumed by what lives below....

I never deserved this curse, this punishment,

and neither did you.

#poetic writings #poetic writing #poetry #spilled thoughts #spilled ink #writings #dv #sa #tw dv mention #cw violence

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walkfromhome · 11 months

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This is the start of a Reference thread for Starseeds. Information from LL threads will be collated here. (especially from IQ.)

To begin with, here is something from the Lyran Ring Nebula M57 thread:

There is a celestial object known as the Starseed Ring Nebula (aka M57 or Messier 57) in the constellation Lyra which has special significance for all Starseeds and Cosmic Wanderers. It is located at 20 degrees Capricorn between the Lyran fixed stars Sheliak and Sulaphat.

The reason why this beautiful nebula is so special is because it is the physical remnants of a super nova explosion of the Lyran homeland which, in galactic myth, was the original location of all humanoid races before it was destroyed by the Draco's, thus triggering the diaspora to new planets such as those civilizations located in the Pleiades, Andromeda, Casseopia, Sirius amongst many others.

Thus, strong contacts with the Ring Nebula literally points to the birthplace of humanoid star origins. This is the place from which many streams of consciousness, rays of extraterrestrial starseed races, began their evolutionary journey.

If you have a strong aspect with Sun, Moon, a personal planet, Sun/Moon midpoint, an Angle or a Node with the Lyran Ring Nebula M57 as well as strong aspects to one of the Royal Stars (Regulus, Alderbaran, Formalhaut, Antares) and the Great Attractor, I believe this is proof of a humanoid starseed identity.

For example : Sun conjunct/opposite M57 :Your essence and sense of personal power is strongly identified with your star origin.

Moon conjunct/opposite M57 : instinctual understanding/ subliminal memories of your extraterrestial origins.

South Node conjunct M57 : A highly evolved starseed/ cosmic wanderer who brings to this incarnation past life memories, knowledge and understanding of star origins which underpin current life purpose and direction.

North Node conjunct M57 : Aspiring towards an understanding of star origins being prominent in shaping life purpose/direction.

Prominent alignments with the Lyran Ring Nebula can also indicate involvement with the music of the spheres - the use of natural astronomically and resonant harmonics for healing, illumination, and for greater evolutionary purpose. You might find, for example that a person with South Node conjunct M57 brings to this incarnation a natural aptitude in this area, based on past life extra-terrestrial experience. Similarly, strong contacts are often found in the charts of musicians, artists and those involved with arts and sciences where the intention is to use harmonics of light, sound, and geometry for the expansion of consciousness. In addition, these individuals may be gifted in understanding the relationship between geometry and time--all working intelligently together. Forty octaves up from our middle musical scale lies the spectrum of visible color--light-sound musical harmonics originate from the mathematical unfoldment of time in geometric proportion. M57 inspires multi-spectral creative expression--a multiplicity of opportunity for fulfillment when individuality is creatively amalgamated into a greater expression than one could achieve alone. M57 also holds the memory pattern that unifies our diversity--reminding us that all rays of color and creed ultimately comprise and fulfill the unbounded expression of One Unified Creative Intelligence.

Use tight orbs - for Nodes, angles and luminaries - less than 1.5 or maybe 2 degrees; for other personal planets less than 1 degree.

Also important in the constellation Lyra are the fixed stars Sheliak at 18 Capricorn 53 and Sulaphat at 21 Capricorn 55. These are known as the points or horns of the Tortoise Lyre, which is the structure that carries the resonant strings of the harp which is the the Ring Nebula itself. Although important alignments with these points are not in themselves starseed indicators, they do carry their own Lyran symbolism. Sheliak embodies the wisdom of light/sound harmonics. Physically, this extremely fast rotating binary star radiates a remarkable and spectacular optical show of brilliantly changing color. Sulaphat on the other hand embodies geometric resonance in form and the ancient wisdom of the Turtle.

The other important star in Lyra is the alpha fixed star Vega at 15 Capricorn 19 - this points to where the re-unifying harmonic spectra of the Elohim (the shining ones) culminate--a new home for some upon completion of their galactic missions. Vega is stargate to Mansion Universes of Light--and represents the fulfillment and radiance of starseed missions completed. If strongly aspected along with other Royal Star contacts, this could indicate a lineline in which the influence of the Elohim is strong, along with aspirations to use this to complete the mission assigned to this incarnation. With a South Node contact to Vega, the individual may even be a fully ascended and conscious Elohim starseed master on an earth mission, assuming that there there are also strong alignments with the Great Attractor, Royal Stars and the M57.

A word on the Great Attractor - this is the most powerful point in the Universe, so powerful that it makes the Galactic Centre look miniscule. It is at 14 Sagittarius. While the Galactic Centre is the "sun of our sun", the central rotating point of the Milky Way ... the Great Attractor is a supercluster of 100,000 galaxies 250 million light years from our solar system. It is the grand central sun of a much larger group of galaxies- and it is a point that we are all being pulled towards (we are literally hurling in that direction at insane speeds). In astrology the great attractor represents the key to the mystery of the Universe. it's a very intense point that has mystical and metaphysical properties.

As such, the Great Attractor should feature strongly - preferably a tightly orbed conjunction or opposition with personal planets, angles, nodes or sun/moon midpoint in all Starseed charts where there is awakening as it points to divine harmony and the fulfulment of our spiritual destiny.

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