#look my ideas come in fragments and they don't always fit together

[esprei]

arceus’s blessing (curse)

#submas #subway boss emmet #emmet #kudari #my art #in which i make super glowing things #shhh it's ok emmet can fuse with arceus it's fine #nothing bad can come from this #don't worry #anyway been thinking about emmet either fused with arceus or infused with its power for a while #like called upon to go save ingo or something #look my ideas come in fragments and they don't always fit together #i just like fusions :D

[ettelenethelien]

My very conflicting feelings towards the Athrabeth

The thing with the Athrabeth is that it features a lot of beautiful quotes and ideas and, at the same time, a lot of it weirds me out. Maybe it's the outright attempt to approach Christianity which I think doesn't really work; the Legendarium isn't allegory and I don't think it should get that specific; maybe it's the way many of the theories Finrod and Andreth go through are supremely odd? (Of course, these rarely seem to be meant as statements that are true in-world, more like wild speculations of two people about things they can't really know). Anyway, the first time I read it, at 13 or so, it sent me into a very weird state, possibly coupled with an OCD episode? It's always hard for me to tell whether these mean I perceive something actually wrong or whether it's just OCD fear, but... well, my thoughts on the point are still very muddled.

That said, I do like to think such a document exists in the legendarium, whether based on the notes of either Finrod or Andreth from a single conversation, or cobbled together from several different instances, as seems very likely. I am however somewhat loath to accept it looks exactly like the Athrabeth we have.

Do I headcanon away the idea that elves are afraid their souls are limited to the life of the world? It feels a bit too important, but it does seem to have been one of the things that sent me into that... episode back then. Of course, it wouldn't be true anyway, but if they did believe that, I'd suppose the fear would be less "this is certain unless something might happen to make it otherwise", and more "we just have no idea and fear it might be that, although that's certainly looking at things the pessimistic way."

But the concept of Finrod's Dream/Vision must be a thing in-world, and I am even more sure that in-world it shall come true. After all, I more or less came up with it on my own ages before I read the Athrabeth, haha. And it really cannot be otherwise, and the full fragment is lovely.

‘And then suddenly I beheld as a vision Arda Remade; and there the Eldar completed but not ended could abide in the present for ever, and there walk, maybe, with the Children of Men, their deliverers, and sing to them such songs as, even in the Bliss beyond bliss, should make the green valleys ring and the everlasting mountain-tops to throb like harps.’

Then Andreth looked under her brows at Finrod: ‘And what, when ye were not singing, would ye say to us?’ she asked.

Finrod laughed. ‘I can only guess,’ he said. ‘Why, wise lady, I think that we should tell you tales of the Past and of Arda that was Before, of the perils and great deeds and the making of the Silmarils! We were the lordly ones then! But ye, ye would then be at home, looking at all things intently, as your own. Ye would be the lordly ones. “The eyes of Elves are always thinking of something else,” ye would say. But ye would know then of what we were reminded: of the days when we first met, and our hands touched in the dark. Beyond the End of the World we shall not change; for in memory is our great talent, as shall be seen ever more clearly as the ages of this Arda pass: a heavy burden to be, I fear; but in the Days of which we now speak a great wealth.’

And of course the star-crossed romance between Andreth and Aegnor is exquisite.

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When it comes to the "Tale of Adanel" I'm no less conflicted? A lot of it just doesn't fit, doesn't make sense -- and the "fall" presented there certainly seems more excusable than our own irl, or even than Númenor, because despite the "Voice", the way it's written, it feels like the Men don't know what they're doing, don't know any better -- and of course, ultimately, they make the wrong choice because of fear. And fear certainly can lead into evil, but -- original sins should be more than that.

Then, again, the first time I read this along with the Athrabeth it triggered what was certainly an OCD attack in me, and maybe one cannot call it the fault of the text per se, but on the other hand, I feel like the imagery is such that - well, it was more likely to be the cause of such than anything in the actual Silm.

However, I do like to think an equivalent of such a story existed in Gondor, probably something written post Akallabêth, given the similarities... An apocrypha of sorts no one actually considers true - yet in existence. But the actual tale is lost to time.

Although,

"Ye have abjured Me, but ye remain Mine. I gave you life. Now it shall be shortened, and each of you in a little while shall come to Me, to learn who is your Lord: the one ye worship, or I who made him."

is certainly an epic quote.

And,

But it is told that there were a few that escaped us, and went away into far countries, fleeing from the shadow... And they came at last to the land’s end and the shores of the impassable water; and behold! the Enemy was there before them.

is so awfully tragic, and definitely the truth of the matter, regardless what happened back then, in Hildorien.

(Also note: the story is presented as told by the Edain - and yet "we" refers to the evildoers and their own forefathers are referred to in the third person. To be honest, I think that's a characteristic part of the Gondorian psyche. It's always "our downfall" even though they are the Faithful. That assumption of responsibility for all the worst deeds of your people even when you should be able not to...)

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Athrabeth is such a lovely word though...

#my post #athrabeth finrod ah andreth #personal #athrabeth #tolkien #silm

[pityroadart]

Hey, what is your process when making collages? How do you collect things for them, how do you decide on quotes and what to draw/paint on and such? I really enjoy them :)

Hello! That's a very good question, I do it so automatically that I'm not entirely sure myself — but since I caught myself in the middle of a cut-and-stick sketchbook session, let's dive into it.

First up, I collect scraps like a trash magpie. Always have done, always will. Any paper items that I enjoy the colour/shape/texture of. Nowadays I tend to enjoy things with bold primary colours or black and white, pages from old maths textbooks or encyclopedias, flyers from local exhibitions, fragile tape and shipping labels from parcels, scraps found on the floor, old shopping lists, slips of paper from inside medicine packets or covid tests etc, anything that jumps out at me.

I collect these things in the pocket at the back of my sketchbook, or in a drawer (I have a whole drawer dedicated to scraps — some picked up from six or seven years ago, and some from last week). I hoard them like some sort of paper-loving dragon.

Other things I like adding are washi tapes, stickers, cinema tickets, drawings (whether straight in the sketchbook or stuck in), and anything else flat enough to fit in there.

Here are a few older sketchbook pages (from about 2014) showing some other types of scraps I've collated and used, and I think you can see where my current style has grown from.

The second part of your question is: but how do I put them all together? Again it's pretty much instinctive by now, but here are a few things I look for:

- Do I have a theme for the page? Is there a central object I want to build around? For the recent star trek pages I shared here, I'd been to see TMP and TWOK at the cinema and glued my tickets into my sketchbook, so I knew I wanted to theme the page around them

- Is there a colour palette? Either I pick colours from my central object, or I decide on a colour palette myself. Nowadays I keep my colour palettes very limited - one or two bolder colours and a range of cream/white/black/grey - but previously I've set the palette as pastel rainbow colours for example, when those were the colours I was more drawn to

- What words, symbols or drawings do I want to add? This can be lyrics that have been stuck in my head or that fit the theme, phrases I've come up with, fragments of found poetry clipped from textbooks, drawings that fit the theme (e.g star trek screencap thumbnails in the first example), etc. They don't have to fit the theme perfectly, or make sense to an external viewer - the important thing is that *you* want them on your page

This image below is a fragment of an as-yet-incomplete page - in which I swatched some leftover watercolour paint onto the page, found it complimented the colour of a sticker from a parcel perfectly (the small circular sticker), then I added an interesting-looking image from an old encyclopedia, which reminded me of a line from a Mountain Goats song: "the low pressure system brings the breezes in", and I wrote out another line from that same song on kraft paper and stuck it in. So it makes sense to me, or maybe someone familiar with the song, but to the average viewer it just looks kinda cool and/or they enjoy the line I've written out.

Then the next thing is to stick everything together! I'll confess, I rarely do this in one sitting - I currently have multiple pages I'm working on, one started the other month and almost complete, one started two weeks ago, and one just started today. I add to it whenever I get an idea or find a scrap that fits. But I used to do the pages in one sitting, and that absolutely works too.

As to how I decide what goes where on the page, that's just intuitive! I've made collage-y type art for at least fifteen years now (and longer if you count playing 'cut and stick' with old magazines as a kid), and I've very much learnt what sort of compositions please me, and how to tell if something feels too cluttered or lopsided or too spacious. But the beauty of this part is it's all personal preference! Shuffle your scraps around before gluing them down, and see what works for you.

Sometimes I add text or drawings first and use scraps in between, sometimes I stick the scraps down first and fill the gaps with text or drawings - there's no one way to do it! And hey, if there's something you don't like, you can always tear it out or stick something over it, that's the joy of mixed media.

Anyway this was a bit long-winded but I hope it makes at least a little bit of sense. Go forth and play with scraps!

#ask #art tips #mixed media #collage #sketchbook #faq

[issaxcharlie]

Something so right

Pairing: Alive! Luke x Fem reader

Summary: A date with the golden boy of the school reveals Y/N’s and Luke's true feelings for each other and they have no choice but to face what they feel. Who will take the first step?

(The fragments of the song are from Sparks Fly by Taylor Swift)

Luke Patterson was more impatient than usual. 7:30 pm and no sign of his best friend, the one who had never missed a Sunset Curve rehearsal in these two years that they had been playing together.

“Am I the only one worried about Y/N? She is not usually late."

Reggie slaps his forehead, a memory snapping back into his head. "I forgot to tell you she won't be here today, she said something about a date."

The guitarist feels a punch in the stomach, he tries to hide how bitter the news fell on him, but his friends know him better than that.

“A date? With who?” Alex asks, genuinely curious.

“Austin Grayson.”

“Ugh, really Y/N?” But of course it had to be the school's golden boy. Luke can't help not feeling insecure. Austin Grayson is everything Luke Patterson isn't, and that scares him. What if that's what she's really looking for in a partner? He just wouldn’t stand a chance.

“Nice, he really has to like her to invited her despite what everyone says." Bobby responds as he takes advantage of the short break to rest his hands. Reggie and Alex nodding in agreement.

“What do they say?” Luke asks, completely lost.

“Oh please, most of the school thinks you guys are dating. There isn't a day that I don't hear someone call her Patterson’s girl." Alex replies, and Luke looks even more lost.

He can somehow understand why they would think that, he always enjoys having her and feeling her close. Usually touching her hand or arm in some way, hugging her whenever he sees fit. Carrying her books in the hallways or supporting her at her basketball games, just like she accompanies them to all the band's rehearsals and performances, or how she sometimes wears to school the clothes that he 'accidentally' leaves at her home when her mom invites him to dinner. On second thought, it’s easy to understand the confusion.

You don’t know what is happening. Austin is sweet, handsome, smart, and yet you feel nothing. Forced yourself to laugh falsely all night, and couldn't help but think that it would have been more fun to join the boys in rehearsal, especially when they were only a few days away from Sunset Curve's first performance at school.

When you finally get home, you walk with your head on the floor, trying not to make eye contact with your date. Austin gently grabs your chin so you turn to see him.

A fake cough from behind causes you both to jump away from each other. You don't even have to turn to find out who owns that perfect timed cough.

“What are you doing here?” You refuse to turn around, but you know he's smirking anyway.

“It’s movie night, love.” You force one more smile towards Austin as you curse Luke under your breath, who emphasized the last word in that seductive deep voice he sometimes does when he sings and that secretly melts your legs.

“Patterson." Austin tries to get past the awkward moment by participating in the conversation, and Luke responds by approaching and placing his arm on your shoulder.

"Grayson. Thank you for bringing her safe and sound." He sounds sincere, and that makes you smile for real for the first time of the night.

“It was nothing... I should go. Goodnight Y/N, I had a great time.”

Luke lowers his arm from your shoulder and leans back, ashamed of his rare moment of insecurity and letting you say goodbye to the boy.

As soon as he leaves, you turn to see your best friend, who looks sadly at the ground, and you hug him tightly.

Luke has been through very difficult months, and it is easy for someone who is vulnerable to feel insecure, especially in situations new to them. Not to mention that you are definitely not going to fight with the person you love for putting his arm on your shoulder or calling you in an affectionate way, which are things that he usually does, guy in your doorstep or not. You decide that he showing a little jealousy for once is not the end of the world.

“I missed you so much, rockstar.” You murmur still against his chest, your statement only makes him hold you tighter. You can't help but think about how just hugging him for a few seconds makes you so much happier than the whole date you just had.

“I’m sorry for making a scene. No wonder everyone thinks we are dating.“

“I don’t mind. I couldn't wear your cool flannels or your necklaces if I was dating someone. Plus it would take away valuable time that I can use as the president of the Sunset Curve fan club.” He chuckles. You can feel his body relax and his heartbeat begins to calm down. He gives you a sweet kiss in your hair before letting you go.

Best friends walk into the house, and as Y/N goes to change into something more comfortable Luke sits at the kitchen counter to chat with his second female best friend.

"You have to do something quick, I don't want to have you here crying and eating ice cream while she's on some date with some graceless snob.”

The guitarist can't help but laugh. Y/N's mom has always been a music lover and one of his greatest inspirations. She gave him his first guitar and taught him how to play, always supporting him in each of his steps as a musician. She has always loved him like a son, believing in him with all her might and always blindly entrusting him with what she loves most in the world, her daughter Y/N.

“I know, I will I promise. What I felt today when I saw Grayson touch her face and so close to her lips... I never want to experience that again. I was thinking maybe at homecoming? Sunset Curve is going to perform.”

She wrinkles her nose in response and Luke laughs again.

"Yeah too much information, I’m sorry. And I know, but we have to start somewhere. As soon as we get booked at a good enough club you'll be the first guest.”

They both make a pinky promise and smile.

“I’ll make you proud someday. I swear.”

“I’m always proud of you, my sweet boy. I know you’ll do amazing things, just take good care of my princess during tours.”

“You know I will.” They pinky promise again and reunite with Y/N in the living room to watch movies til the teens fall asleep cuddling.

Homecoming day arrived and you don’t have a partner. It is not hard to imagine why, being surrounded by at least one of the Sunset Curve members 24/7, especially Luke who tries to be close to you as much as possible, as if he is afraid that you will forget him if you spend too much time separated. Which is actually something you like, if you are honest with yourself. Is not something you would tell him but feeling him close and having his attention devoted to you most of the time feels quite special.

The date with Austin didn’t feel right and only confirmed what you've been trying to deny yourself for months. You are in love with freakin Luke Patterson. And you are in really deep, loving the good, bad, fun, boring, charming, and annoying parts, absolutely every side of him. And now is the time to finally do something about it.

After the guys show tonight, even more girls will be raining down on them than usual and things could get really messy, it's best to make your move first. Inside your heart you know that he feels the same, and if he doesn't have the courage to act on it then you will.

The first and most important thing you need to do to get the operation going is to kidnap Reggie, Alex and Bobby.

After a little threatening session everyone sang about Luke's idea for tonight, which made you grin like an idiot and feel more confident about your plan. The surprise that he will get when he sees how you sabotaged his plan.

Convincing Luke that it was best for you to come on your own so that they would have more time to prepare was not easy, but in the end you succeeded.

He's not a suit kinda person, but you went along with him to get a dark blue one that looked unreal on him just a few weeks ago, and you knew he would find a way to wear it sleeveless so he will look even more irresistible. You opted for a black dress that fades beautifully to blue towards the bottom of the skirt and in which you really look pretty good If you can say it yourself.

Sunset Curve finishes singing the first song, Now or never. It's time for the song Luke wrote for you, but he turns to see his friends scared when he still can't find you in the crowd. They smile at him and start to play the song they practiced with you just a few hours before.

“The way you move is like a full on rainstorm, and I'm a house of cards. You're the kind of reckless that should send me running, but I kinda know that I won't get far.”

You walk onto the stage as you start the first verse, Luke is shocked for a few seconds but then grins from ear to ear.

“And you stood there in front of me just... close enough to touch.” He recovers much faster than expected and pulls you by the waist towards him, just the microphone separating you two while he looks at you with the most seductive face you’ve ever seen.

“'Cause I see, sparks fly, whenever you smile... Get me with those green eyes, baby as the lights go down.” He blushes a little and smiles while his eyes are locked on your lips, capturing every move.

After what seems like an eternity, the song ends and before you can even say thank you, Luke's lips crash against yours, and it’s even better than what you’ve dreamed plenty of times. All the people start screaming, but you especially hear Reggie and Alex a few steps away who sound pretty happy for you.

“Reggie, an issue occurred, I have to go, sing home is where my horse is if you want to.” Luke whispers to his friend, before effortlessly carrying you off the stage.

“Admit it, you just want to touch my legs.” You joke while he walks with you on his shoulder.

“I’m in love with a really smart girl.” You stay quiet, your heart wants to jump out of your chest and you don’t even want to imagine how red your face is right now.

The guitarist finally brings you down when you leave the building, and you both walk to the park next door, where you met when you were just kids.

"Do you remember exactly how we met?" He asks while taking your hand.

“Reggie and Alex teamed up to destroy you in a game they invented and I was the only one in the park, so you invited me to join your team. And when we managed to win you said that we were the best duo on the face of the earth, that we had to be best friends forever."

“I sound very intense.”

“You are.”

They both laugh at the memory.

"You were still right."

“When did you finally realize that you loved me?” Luke asks, smirking playfully.

“I've known for a long time, but I didn't dare to admit it until recently.”

He completely accepts my answer and sincerity and smiles at me.

“I always knew that we would end up together, you eat me with your eyes when I'm not wearing a shirt.”

His teasing takes effect and you blush just remembering him in that situation.

He smiles cheekily and then takes mercy on you and changes the subject.

“So, we are the best duo on the face of the earth, best friends forever, and now an official couple?”

“That’s right, handsome and smart. Nice.”

Both approach until their lips touch, the kiss begins calm but quickly becomes more passionate, his tongue claiming every inch of your mouth, his arms strong on your hips. You let this amazing sensations envelop you and you lose yourself in him, happier than you've ever been.

When you are with the right person, everything feels just right.

Thank you for reading!

Taglist:

@siennanoelle01 , @totomoshi , @kiss-themoongoodbye , @writerinlearning

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[kuroosatoru]

ribs ⇢ gojo satoru

in which he comes and goes as he pleases. based on the song ribs by lorde

cw: suggestive themes, curse words, angst

you hated him, despised of his being.

⇢ "the drink you spilt all over me, 'lovers spit' left on repeat "

he could never stay for long, always busy with missions. that's why he left jujutsu tech, so that he could be with you. your relationship had finally reached the point of the realization that you two only fit together at the school. after he had left, he had the chance to come back.

he didn't, and you hated him for it.

⇢ "we're reeling through the midnight streets, and ive never felt more alone"

if only you could tell him how you felt. if only you could cry in his arms, scream at him, beat on his chest, and tell him how fucking horrible he was, you would. he was a ghost, a fragment of the past now. a bandaid that got ripped off again and again eavch time he visited, leaving you horribly ruined. he was oblivious to this though, you could never muster up the courage to tell him.

taking one last drag from your cigarette you held in your hand, you creeped back into your apartment, getting ready for the difficult day ahead of you. he was coming back again, back to a place he didn't belong in anymore. 'what a fucking idiot' you whispered to yourself, shaking your head.

after all, you couldn't help but love him.

⇢ "we can talk it good, how you wish it would be all the time"

you begun walking up the steps of the school, tensing up with anticipation and fear.

"hey, y/n." a familiar voice behind you said softly, a voice that knew he should have remained silent.

"what do you want, satoru?" you replied angrily, not even bothering to turn around. 'i hate him, i hate him' you mumbled to yourself, speeding up without waiting for a response. you were done waiting for him.

gojo was here to see his students, and hopefully make up the years of pain he caused you.

"im sorry." he mumbled, loud enough for you to hear.

"are you fucking serious, satoru? you're going to apologize now, after years of leaving me in the dark. and for what? to test if ill let you in my bed? what? what do you fucking want." you snapped, finally turning around, fuming. he had the audacity to apologize now? of all times? as much as you didn't wwnt to admit it, you let him back in. back inside of your house, your bed, your mind.

"i- no. that's not it. i just, missed you."

you had finally had enough. you swung your fist at his face, landing a punch on his face. he let you hit him. the man could feel tears pricking their way out of his eyes, not out of pain, but of regret. oh how he wished your feelings toward him weren't real. but now, this is a reality he can't run away from and find shelter in you. and of course, you would never know.

⇢ "but that will never be enough"

you never made it up to the doors of the school, you turned around and went back home. deciding that you simply could not handle this today. you were now laying on your bed, crying, you just wanted him. his body, his love, his everything. you missed how your lips felt on his, you missed the way your fingers tapped against his abdomen when you two would finish aftercare. it wasn't fair how he could still be okay when you were ruined.

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you had been done crying for a while now, no longer findibg tears to shed. you heard a gentle knock at your bedroom door before it opened. of course, he still had his key to your apartment and when you saw him your heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

he saw you in the state you were in and couldn't help but wrap you in a hug, quickly backing away. he looked at you, making eye contact. you grabbed him by his collar and placed a harsh kiss on his lips.

"y/n." he said, shocked.

you shook your head, "as much as i hate saying this satoru, you need to get out of my apartment now. you don't have a place in my home anymore." it was the truth and he knew this. he nodded, placing the key on your bedside table and leaving.

once again, a huge thank you to @flowersbloominthedark for giving me everything from the song to the idea. muah muah muah. but yeah, first angsty thing ive written in a long long time lol.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #jjk x reader #gojo angst

[erosims]

𝕭𝖆𝖑𝖉𝖚𝖗'𝖘 𝕲𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝕴𝖓𝖘𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝕾𝖎𝖒𝖘

These sims were made for the awesome @sinfulwunders call to populate a world based on Baldur's Gate. Keen to submit your own? More info can be found here! Now then, introductions!

Aranis: Will you come on?! We're going to be late for the museum opening at this rate!

Corbin: Babe, you got to relax geesh

Aranis flustered, trying to hide his blush.

Aranis: How many times do I have to tell you not to call me th-

Corbin spinning around, snatched his glasses from his nose with a smirk. Aranis glared at him, the crystal facets glistening.

Corbin: You tell me not to do a lot of things, Aranis.

Grabbing a fistful of his shirt, he pulled him forward, placing a kiss lightly on his lips for all to see.

Aranis: I hate you. *smirks*

Corbin: I know. Let's get to the opening.

Aranis Terlath

Age: 75 years old (young adult) Gender: Male (he/him) Race: Drow Class: Wizard Aspiration: Archaeology Scholar Traits: Blunt / Researcher / Practical / Introvert / Tea Lover

"Oh my! Your eyes!" A common, annoying, phrase Aranis hears quite often. More than he'd like frankly. All too aware he doesn't fit the expectations of what a drow "should" look like, he tends to keep away from social situations all together. Preferring instead to lose himself in a book or work on one of his many creations.

Rule one: never touch the glasses. Simple. Not a request. And yet, Corbin is incapable of following it! No matter how many years passes, Aranis still finds himself wanting turn him into something more useful. In truth, Aranis cares deeply about Corbin but isn't quite ready to face that truth or what it's implications could hold for his work.

Aranis was always expected to marry well and continue his farm. This was not the life he wanted of course, and instead pleaded for a chance to study first. His father accepted the request, and he quickly started under his mentor. Much to his own surprise, cataloging ancient history quickly become a deep passion for Aranis and he loved his mentor dearly. He was an older drow and gifted in magic. Aranis even managed to learn some useful spells from the old man. That was before the "incident".

The pair were excavating an old tomb when the diggers came across a glowing crystal perched atop a pedestal. Aranis' mentor did not like the aura coming from it. Instructing Aranis to guard the crystal while he evacuated the diggers, less they succumb to the melody vibrating from the mysterious stone. Aranis however, fell into that lullaby, reaching out to touch the beautiful facets. The last audible thing he can remember was his mentor screaming "DON'T!" And then darkness.

The crystal had begun to consume his very soul when his mentor stepped in to counter the magical flow. Shattering glass echoed off the tomb walls in the magical explosion that followed. Particles of the crystal lodged into his eyes, rendering his vision black. The spell had worked to save Aranis, but in the process had ripped his mentor to shreds. Naturally the world has no use for a blind scholar, so he was shipped back to his fathers farm stead.

Life has interesting loops though, and fate had other plans for Aranis. By chance, as he sat in the back garden, he overheard some children playing with crystal fragments. They giggled at the spectacular rainbows the light shafts produced. It was then Aranis had an idea. As he began to concentrate on his magic, he could feel the crystal fragments in his eyes responding. With time and practice he was able to restore his vision, sort of. Any break in his concentration of magic will pull the veil over him again til the connection is restored.

Now Aranis is free to persue his work and of course has the company of the worlds most annoying vampire. Gosh, he's cute though....

Corbin Ralston

Age: 120 years old (young adult) Gender: Male (he/him) Race: Half-Elf Vampire Class: Warlock Aspiration: Freelance Botanist Traits: Non Committal / Child of Nature / Mysterious / Unpredictable / Seducer

Always the colorful character, Corbin has always lived his life as a free spirit. Much to the dismay of his family. He wanted to be left alone to tend his plants and court whomever he wished, of course the lady of the house would hear none of this. So Corbin did the most rational thing he could think of: make a pact with his patron to be rid of them all together.

Unfortunately, Corbin didn't quite read the fine print. He awoke to screaming while dark energies tore his family to shreds before him. Frozen in shock, all he could do was submit when the tendrils came for him. The most horrific pain you can imagine ripped through his veins as the dark gift was bestowed upon him.

After a few years wondering alone, he happened by chance to encounter a curious scholar. This scholar of course would turn out to be Aranis, and the pair have worked together ever since. Where Aranis is reserved and serious, Corbin could not be more polar opposite. He loves parties, plants, joking around and lust filled dance floors.

Many have always questioned his and Aranis' relationship to one another. A topic Aranis of course quickly shuts down, much to the grimace of Corbin who enjoys teasing him. In truth, the pair of shared a bed from time to time, but always left it there. Nothing more. Corbin however would like to change that if Aranis would let him...

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2021 Reading for BTS and the collective!!

Wow wow wow! I didn't disappear or get dragged away by a demon. No no, I just got thrust into unexpected shadow work and I now have an unhealthy obsession with sea shanties and a love of pasta.

I had this idea planned to be early in January but that didn't pan out so I'm doing it now. I have another yoongi reading in the works and another fun thing coming soon as well!!

I promise I won't bore you to death any longer but I hope you've all been doing well!!

Disclaimer: This is for entertainment purposes only and not to be taken as fact.

If this message doesn't apply, let it fly!

Cool cool cool.

Let's get it.

💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

Oki. I first want to say that this I gonna be long lol. I did a meditation and gathered some little pieces of things y'all might need to hear and then I pulled cards for every month. The fountain tarot deck is the cards for us, the collective, and the rider-waite cards are for bts. It'll make more sense when I add picks and stuff. I did a little extra card pull for yoongi for the month of May too :) I'll make sure to type out all the cards in text so you know what they are (the pics are kinda wack.) I also used my pendulum to ask if there was a bts related event for every month and that's at the bottom. It's just to take in the possible energy for the month and something that could result from that energy!

LETTUCE BEGIN (hehe)

Starting with the section for the channeled messages. I want to reiterate that this was collective so if it doesn't resonate with you, the message might not be for you! Use your intuition.

(Enough talking. Damn)

So. As I said this was through meditation and connecting to the big column tree thing (I told my cousin about the tree/pillar and they were like,, "so basically a big energy dildo in the æther?" .... I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT IT. h e l p m e) and asking if there was any messages or advice that needed to be delivered and it was... intresting?

Things came fragmented. So there was little messages like, "Its gonna be okay" and "things are changing for everyone" and "open your eyes if you want to see" (that's sassy.) There was one particular thing that was confusing me though. Straight up it was just "flower" on repeat and like a really bad picture of a flower? Like you could tell what it was but it was bad quality. Anyway, I was like "okay. Kindly shut the fuck up. Pls." And I wrote down flower, pink flower and rose. Sooo.... idk but there you go.

More messages were things like, "the block isn't in your head", "try calling forth that which you seek" and... February. Possibly there is specific (very very very loose) connection to the 10th-19th? I'm not to sure what or why but I'd say maybe look out for opportunities on these days and also maybe external events.

Continuing with dates. In the last this 21 and January 21 came up. It came up again but with 2 messages. So first, either 21st is a day where something is put into motion (possibly private or public) or announced and the second was "add them together dumbass" that's not very kind but 3. Again this has been discussed too but but but... maybe a signal of a third mixtape 👀 (not necessarily on the 21st per say but possibly in March? I'm really not sure).

Oki. I got side tracked like I always do and started thinking about tattoos and stuff and I really want koo to have a peony tattoo. I feel it in my BONES. It would suit him so well. and as I was thinking about tattoos I heard, "don't be surprised if yoongi gets/shows a tattoo this year" ??? What the fuck? I think maybe they messing with me but now I have hopes and I don't want them to be crushed and thrown to the wind :(

Back to normal stuff, "the theme is growth" I think that fits very well with the reading. "Blue might be a lucky color" self explanatory. It might be lucky. "Start practicing grounding and centering" this was LOUD. This will help you in how you react to events in the future. Really do practice this if you haven't.

This is where it gets a little weird. So, I got a message that said "start living as if you never existed." I am not a 100% sure what this means but I think I have a pretty good guess. I hate to make it sound weird like this but by sort of focusing on something that is so hard to comprehend (because our brains can't comprehend not existing very well) you kinda break the 4th wall? Like in Deadpool when he addresses the audience and is aware that he is a character played by Ryan Reynolds? anyway, focusing on something that seemingly impossible you kind of accidentally open up the floodgates for a lot of other things. I would say if you are not in the right headspace to do this don't do it but it can be a powerful way to break up the monotony of reality. The theory that everything happens simultaneously bc time isn't a linear progression events blah blah we are energy blah blah the multiverse blah blah.. Theres so so so so so so so so so much about this and how it applies to things that I could probably write you 10+ dictionaries worth of material but for the sake of simplicity and not wanting to write a novel right now, I will continue. The main lesson is to start challenging your perception of the world around you. Ask why and why and why and why. Essentially seeing cracks in the matrix. Pulling your head out of your cosmic ass, realizing that rose you're smelling is actually daffodil ect. It's not supposed to bring you fear but just kinda encouraging you to question all the things that you perceive as given truths.

I tried to make that sound cohesive but really it's such a big concept that I can't really wrap it up all nice and neat.

Oki. May and March are also important times.

Listen to your intuition and try not to take everything so seriously. I'm not saying to check out and go squat in the Himalayas but it's important to find joy in the now. Life is already tough enough so don't forget to watch a silly show that you like or change your hair to a style you've never tried, wear makeup in a very loud way. Just have fun and don't worry so much about things that you can't control. Listen to yourself and your intuition.

Well that was all over the place. Let's get on to the actual tarot part now.

For the record, the pictures are right to left.

January for the collective

We have the empress, the sun, 7 of swords and a fortune that says "act well your part; there the honor lies"

Hmm. Ngl I was a little confused to see the empress and the sun for January... I mean it hasn't been great. So I pulled clarity card 7 of swords. The 7 of swords is all about betrayal. It's about the deception and and actively getting away with things. This is people lying, cheating, sneaking and the works.

This makes much more sense!! The Sun card is usually about joy and success and happiness but in this case I see it as illuminating the betrayal. It's shining light on the deception and keeps the spotlight there. Its also an energetic card so I think that shows passion for uncovering the truth.

With the empress card too I think January is all about getting creative in all forms. Creative ways to protest, to mourn, to celebrate, to connect. Also taking in the abundance that we DO have. The beauty that surrounds us. I like to think of aphrodite energy for this. Its not just love and passion and creativity but is also asserting yourself and having strong passion for what you love and fighting for it. Did you know aphrodite was also called upon in ancient Greece in times of war? She was honored as a goddess of war but still a goddess of love, the sea, fertility ect. What I'm trying to say is that being a creative and "feminine" energy is in no way weak. Sometimes the most powerful things come from this energy. Love aggressively with good intentions. The point is that you should take whatever you're feeling and translate it into something creative or something you care about. The fact that covid is still a thing really sucks but take any rage, hurt, sadness, joy, love whatever and use that shit to make something amazing. Bake bread and punch the fuck out of it, paint your frustration, play hopscotch in higheels while you listen to heavy metal. You get the point.

Now January for BTS!!

We have the death card. (I only pulled one card bc I have things planned from this)

January has been... strange? To say the least.

This card can be a lot of things for them. I think this points to more maturity in their music? Like they've finally ditched the "shiny kpop boy band" label and are being taken seriously in the west. I also think that they're going through a musical/concept transformation~ I think it also signified the change in plans bc of the Grammys perhaps they had things planned an that fell through so they were forced to rapidly change plan/course.

For January: possible mixtape or announcement.

February for the collective

We have 8 of coins reverse and hanged man reverse.

The 8 of pentacles reverse talks a lot about self improvement. Doing that good good inner work and self care. Working on developing parts of you that you've maybe neglected. It's also learning how to work with how you are instead of wishing you weren't the way you are. If you have a therapist its a great time to maybe ask for any extra tips that you can practice daily to help you even more. Maybe exploring more into insecurities relating to finance or jobs or your passions. If you don't have a therapist but you have the means to get one I always highly recommend. You don't have to have "problems" to see a therapist. Everyone could use a non biased point of view that is literally trained to help you be you best self. If you can't get therapy, I get it. Shits tough rn but there's still things we can do to better ourselves like Journaling and reading therapy blogs or self help books (not the taky shit) or trying a hobby you fell out of touch with. There's also a lot of places where you can get therapy promise on the internet. Most importantly, better yourself in the way that you need. Take time in February to take notice of what you want to improve upon. The 8 of coins reversed does come with the warning not to get stuck in perfectionism. Go easy on yourself and if you find yourself getting frustrated when working on projects, try to take a step back and practice whatever it is in a fun way and then come back to it later

Hanged man reverse talks about knowing that you need to chill but you don't. You'll need too. Maybe you'll find yourself swept up in work and tasks and you're over whelmed and know you need to stop and catch your breath but you resist. Why? Well, perhaps you're trying to ignore reality by filling the empty spaces with things and stuff so you don't have to face what's bothering you. Not wise. Take time for yourself. There's also the flips side where people are just kinda stuck.. creative block. Maybe you want something to turn out one way and it just isn't, so your stuck and frustrated and can't move past it. Let go of your expectation of how it should be and let it be what it is. Go with the flow and maybe you'll see a new way to overcome your problem. You'll eventually get that break through that you need! The theme of February is about self improvement. Listen to yourself.

February for BTS

We have judgment.

Hehe yeah. This card is about rebirth and the inner calling. Letting go of the old to step into the new version of you. This is also a very spiritual card lol. This can talk about a new decision that you have to trust your gut on. This is a very significant card that screams comeback to me. It also can talk about sharing your struggles with a group of people and that to me sounds comeback ish. Maybe this will be an announcement in February, maybe they'll be working on it idk but this is ultimate comeback energy so I hope they utilize this for a big group project!!

February: possible BTS comeback (even my pendulum knows)

March for the collective

The chariot and justice

This plays directly off of February! With the chariot you're taking the self improvement that you've done and putting it to action! Now is the time to act on the dreams and passions that you have don't wait and hope for the best. March is about action and standing in your power.

Justice card is cause and effect and truth. What you do will have consequences good or bad. Not doing anything also has consequences. Cease the moment and make the best of it. You'll be taking responsibility for what you do. You start a business? Now you have the responsibility of running it and you get the credit. Stuff like that. Stand by your decisions with conviction and trust yourself.

There's also the side of justice that talks about bringing justice. If you've been wronged, you'll be brought justice if you stand up for yourself.

We also carry the continuous lesson of learning what we truly believe and challenge those beliefs!

March for BTS

Oki we have the hermit and the 6 of pentacles reverse.

Well... let's start with the 6 of pentacles reverse. This can really talk about being so generous and giving to everyone else that you forget about yourself. I think that maybe they might be over exerting themselves and giving so much that they're exhausted physically and emotionally as well. I think too, they take on so much of our pain like its their own? Idk but this would be a good time to do a large scale fan project to show them a little extra love!

With the hermit card it talks about a self introspection so they could be looking inward as a team and kinda evaluating their bond.

I also see this as maybe being alone as in they maybe can't physically go to the grammys? Or maybe they had been planning the rescheduled concerts and they had to be pushed back even further? Things like that. Regardless this signals re thinking/reevaluating the goals that they have and considering what direction to go in!

March: possible mixtape or solo project?

April for the collective

We have 6 of coins and 3 of cups reverse.

Let's start with the 6 of coins. It's about sharing. It can be about charity so sharing money via donation but also giving time, effort, energy to people as well. Giving knowledge is good too! It's an all round exchange. Maybe someone lends you money or you lend money to someone. It's give and take. It's a two way street. It's also a card of balanced finance. So money stuff should be looking promising around this time (for you U.S people this could point to more stimulus help as well)

And for the 3 of cups reversed... I see this as reopening of places and people struggling to find the balance. So think people who've been in lockdown celebrating by throwing a big party... yikes. This card reminds that we should be mindful of the long-term consequences that come with our actions.. maybe also people that are experiencing fear of being in public places now. This is only one facet though. Bc I think this also means in general, missing being with friends and having a renewed relationship because you've really realized how important it is to have these people that mean so much to you in your life. Don't forget that you have people that love you and want the best for you. Call them when you feel alone.

April for BTS

The heirophant

Mhmm. This one kinda gives me vibes that they'll be mentoring people? Idk but I see them more as the heirophant teaching what they've learned/ know to help guide others. HOWEVER this could also be them taking a new task under their belt. Learning something new. Since this is as a group reading I assume that this talks about the group as a whole. This card is also very tradition oriented so maybe they are taking lessons that are connected to traditional Korean culture? Maybe its for RUN or maybe its to incorporate into music and preformance. Think bts mma preformance but all of them learning together? Idk, it's just a thought (maybe wishful thinking). It also talks about seeking counseling so maybe they'll do yoongis idea from the most recent RUN.

This can also be them embracing this kind of leadership/ status.

April: I got nothing. It does feel like something though

May for the collective

Five of cups and queen of cups reversed

Five of cups is disappointment, regret and self pity. Now honestly this to me looks like possibly a tightening of restrictions yet again. Regardless of the situation that this is talking about, the best thing you can do is not wallow in the bullshit. You scrape yourself off the pavement and move foward. You'll need forgiveness of yourself and others and that if shit isn't going your way, you need to pull your head out of your ass and look around bc there's options out there. It's like drowning in a kiddie pool. Just stand up, dude. The water is like 5 inches.

Queen of cups reversed talks about self love and self care. It's more of that look inwards energy. Think about really taking care of yourself. May might be emotionally draining so you need to be ready to take care of you! Part of self care is making sure that your boundaries are well enforced.

Be on the look out for codependent behaviors. Check in with yourself.

The queen of cups is very intuitive and having it in reverse can talk about you not taking enough time to listen to it. Make an effort to meditate for like 5 minutes a day at least. Do something to let yourself connect to your intuition and higher self.

May for BTS

9 of pentacles

This about enjoying the fruits of your labor and absolute abundance and luxury. This could talk about them rolling in the dough after signing a new partnership or having a concert or something if the sort. This could also be a time where we see them buying new things like houses, cars and rings (lol) but also this could be them doing a very high production value project! Also namjoon and his bonsai army are thriving in this time!

May: possible concert or scheduled concert event. Activity of some kind.

Yoongi interlude

I asked for one card to give me an idea of what the mystical May 13th really is. I got: the star, 2 of cups, 4 of wands, the world and the sun.

Guys. I can't with this. 2 of cups is a card of union, romance, soulmate. 4 of wands is celebration, joy, homecoming, bliss. The world is completion and the sun is happiness, joy, marriage, enlightenment.

I've said it a billion times but that's some soulmate shit. So soft so cute and May will be eventful for his personal life.

June for the collective

Death and the heirophant reversed.

Wow wow wow death is transformation and a new chapter so a new way of life and something new/ different that changes how we see things. Again this could be relating to new covid things and new policies and stuff like that but also new as in new to all of us. Groundbreaking perhaps?

The heirophant reversed talks about teaching yourself. Being your own teacher and making your own path. This might be spiritual or otherwise. Challange what the world wants from you and instead listen to what you truly want bc you don't need anyone's approval. Continue to ask questions about why things are the way that they are.

June for BTS

Page of pentacles

Oki oki page of pentacles means a new creative venture and manifestation. Maybe something that they've been wanting for a while finally comes to fruition. This might be the start of a new project that they haven't done before or something cross genre? Idk but its a really good sign of being motivated for a new endeavor and manifesting any projects that they've ever wanted to do. Love this promising energy!!

June: idk

July for the collective

10 of swords and 9 of cups reversed.

10 of swords signals a painful ending. Also deceit. Its a necessary end to a long battle. The only thing you can do is control how you react in these situations. You just kinda gotta surrender into the pain and know that it's temporary. Take time to reflect on what happened and why and how it will help you grow.

The 9 of cups reversed talks about valuing stuff and material things over emotions and spiritual things. This can be talking about society in general, that we are becoming more aware to the fact that there is often more value placed on ephemeral items rather than humanity as a whole. This also can be talking about coming to the realization that we've been working so hard towards... something we don't really care about simply because we were told that it's what you do.

If you want something different to happen you have to put in effort. You can't be sitting in front of a water fountain being like, "damn. I'm thirsty. I really really want water so why isn't it in my mouth yet?" Like?? Hello? You have to take the first step, my dude.

Certainly don't try to do anything that would cost you finatial security or health.

You have the potential to find happiness within yourself. So try looking inside instead of looking outward.

July for BTS

4 of swords.

This is about rest and relaxation!

Taking time to meditate and take some time to look at what you've done objectively. Ots like the hermit in a way but much more focused on resting and relaxing so you can come back stronger and with better direction. Maybe they'll take a break for a couple days but I really see it as them reassessing options. Especially if July goes how I think it will. Maybe they'll film something like In The Soop again? Maybe we'll see bon voyage type thing? Idk. But it could be something kinda out of the spotlight? Maybe something more healing?

July: maybe something?? I'm not sure but it seems like something might be in store.

August for the collective

5 of coins and the wheel of fortune

Well let's see. 5 of pentacles talks about isolation and a negative mindset. This talks about falling on hard times but its a temporary set back. This energy can be talking about falling on hard times emotionally as well. In the card it shows a woman outside of a church shivering and cold but she's too busy thinking about all that she's lost that she doesn't notice the warm church that she could step into for shelter.

But then with he wheel of fortune that talks about fate/destiny, opportunity and luck so maybe this is a necessary loss so that a new door can open. This does kinda tie in with July as well. The end of something is painful but it's often a necessary thing. Might be a bit uncomfy but that's how things change. Again I see this maybe hinting more towards society but none the less it's definitely a theme for August to have doors closing and new ones opening so be on the lookout for that.

August for BTS

The devil.

Now don't fret. The devil talks a lot about choice. Most notably the choice between instant gratification and and something more substantial and the devil leans towards indulgence. It also has a lot to do with the shadow side. This could talk about ~scandal~ sure, but I think its more of a time where you become aware of negative patterns and you shine a light on that part you've ignored. On a much lighter note this card talks also about an incredible bond between people. It can be unhealthy if not given space or boundaries. Listen to pied piper and come back to me.

I also REALLY REALLY REALLY hope that this card points to this: sexuality. The boys have always been pretty pg when it comes to the topic of sex and embracing sexuality so I really do hope to see something more daring and grown up and exploring a tastefully sexy concept. On the same vain as sexuality this card also talks about kinks and stuff like that so don't be surprised if we get more outfits like fake love Era bondage harnesses.

August: ???

September for the collective

We have the world and 10 of wands reversed.

The 10 of wands reversed talks about carrying burden. Doing extra work and taking on more responsibility. Doing everything by yourself and carrying this heavy load alone will get you burnt out quicker than anything. You might be taking on too much and you'll need to prioritize what you really need to focus on. I also think there will just be a lot happening in September for a lot of people. It's a lot of working hard because you know it's good work or because it's what's right. This could be social responsibility that's placed on you or work responsibility. For whatever reason this burden isn't something you want to share with others because you think its yours alone to deal with. It's not though bc you'll figure out eventually that if it hurts so much you'll find a way to lessen the burden. 10 in tarot is all about the completion of a cycle and going through the wands cycle is hard work because for anything to be made of passion, you need to put the work behind it. The burden isn't forever, the heavy work load will lighten but this is you seeing things out. It's a good thing!

Especially considering this is paired with with world. The world is all about completion and that's what you're doing here is finding completion. You are seeing things out until the end but you just need to learn to give up some responsibility, lessen your burden.

This also talks about hard work being put into wider social spheres as well. Things like the vaccines becoming more widespread through the whole globe or at least better planing and infrastructures not related to covid. Things are looking up!

September for BTS

Knight of swords reverse

This bad boi is restless energy. It's being so pent up that you're ready to burst and you really want to take action but you can't because something is keeping you from taking that action. Again I do think this is kinda covid related in regards to touring bc if they do tour in 2021 its gonna look a lot different. This energy can be a bit impulsive and directionless so I think maybe they'll channel this into album material something? I'm not really sure tbh. I'm suprised this energy didn't show up earlier because it almost seems inevitable.

September: no clue

October for the collective

Ten of coins and the star reverse.

Welp let's start with the 10 of coins. Its about wealth, financial security, and long term success so this is a pretty prosperous time. This talks about the obvious monetary wealth and material wealth but also an abundance of opportunities. So this is definitely a good time to enjoy whatever consistency you have. This energy is really really abundant in the career space as well. So October could be very prosperous in the job field and you'll have likely found what it is you really want and could be successful at. This could be the actual act or just the idea. This is could also talk about investing in something for your future, this could be time or money.

With the star reversed it can talk about a loss of faith and a disconnection. This often points to feeling like you've just been forgotten or left out. Like the universe doesn't give a shit about you and left you out to die. Things might seem unfair but always try to look for the lesson that you can take from the experience. Seeing the 10 of coins and the star makes me think that a lot of people have kinda lost faith in their manifestations and also just in the concept of not living in a state of need. Especially if you see other people doing well and you've been trying so fucking hard but you haven't gotten a break. I know we hate to hear it but this can serve as a test of faith. Or rather an opportunity to get your shit in line and take a second to breath. Do something good for yourself and then continue on. This star in reverse serves to show you what no longer sparks joy and helps you find what does and what that initial spark was in the first place. Helps you get back to the original vision/ spark.

October for BTS

5 of pentacles reverse.

This signals the end of difficult times and getting that groove back. The last month was restless energy with no where to go but this month that energy is certainly put to good use. They might be figuring out what has been missing In their lives and starting to rectify that. They are definitely reminded that material wealth doesn't bring spiritual or emotional wealth. Might be also feeling a bit alienated too.

October: something is likely but idk

November for collective

Six of swords reversed and the moon.

Transition and change is prevalent. The 6 of swords is about leaving behind the familiar. Maune this is leaving a job, a new change in the status quo, leaving a relationship ect. The thing you have to keep in mind is just how amazing this is in terms of what it will do. It will alow growth!! And bring clarity!! Thos can also be societal as well, something being left behind in favor of something new. It's letting go and reflecting so that you can move foward.

This is strengthened by the moon card. The moon card is the subconscious and all the things that come with it. The anxiety, the illusion, the uncertainty. You'll want to deal with whatever emotions come up. The moon can signify a confusing time where things aren't what they seem to be. That's the illusions so you'll have rely more on intuition at a time like this. Your dreams might hold significance in this time as well. Listen to your guides and your own guidance because it will help you understand more than you did before this journey began. Using moon cycles to your advantage in November might really help you!!

November for BTS

7 of wands

Challenge and competition. People are envious of bts. We know this. But people will be challenging them for what they've gained: music industry domination. This might co.e in the way that people will spread vicious rumors in attempt to disenfanchise or possibly it will be a fair fight. It could also be a challenge/ battle for some other aspect that involves legal matters.

My best guess though is good old competition. Bts has proven again and again that they will continue to do what they do how they do but they will not be trampled over. In the best way this could renew some of that spirit in friendly competition. They will tear eachothers throats out for a pack of ramen so maybe a bit of competition will be good for them. It keeps life intresting.

November: nothin

December for the collective

Two of cups and the emperor!

Let's start off with the emperor card talks about stability and order. It can also signify being the "breadwinner" so its a good sign that you'll kinda be on top of your shit. The emperor is also an amazing leader so you might find yourself taking on a leadership role too! This is very organized energy that works very smoothly!

two of cups is such a lovely way to end out the year! It's love and partnership and attraction so if you aren't in a relationship by this time you might meet someone who strikes your fancy!! On a none romantic relationship note though, this card is also great for business partnership bc it signifies that you're on the same page and have the same goals in mind!

It's harmonious relationships and trust between them!! Love love love this energy so much! Cups are the suit of emotions and this card is so promising.

If you are in a relationship, this can talk about "falling in love all over again" like you're just reminded of how good they are.

December for BTS

Queen of cups

Intuition, creativity and emotional stability. They're using intuition to guide their moves foward with emotional maturity. They are in a place of knowing what they want and why. This would be a good time to work on an album or a book or to release them. The queen of cups is like the friend that you can tell absolutely anything and somehow they have a helpful answer. This card is really calm and it can also talk about subconscious thoughts.

I think that bts is maybe making more of a conscious effort to make sure that what they do is just as emotionally fulfilling for them as it is for us! They might be kinda pondering the future at this time and considering if this is what fills their emotional cup!

December: possibly a thing?

Now these cards are the vibe of the year and some advice.

For the collective (on the left)

Three of swords and judgment reverse.

The fortune says "accept the challenges, so that you may feel the exhilaration of victory"

The 3 of swords is about disappointment and hurt and heartbreak. It's about the emotional release that we all need when shit gets tough. Don't pretend to be strong. If you need to cry, fucking cry. This year is about letting go of expectations and do what you have to do to release so you can move foward and not have these things pile up.

You have to make an effort to not let yourself take on what other people think of you. You aren't defined by what some asshole says. You define yourself.

Judgment reverse is about self doubt and ignoring your path. It's being stagnant and being harsh on yourself. This year has a focus on building yourself up and noticing when you are not. Bring light to the things that are holding you back without harsh judgment for yourself. You can't beat yourself up. If you make a bad decision you know not to make it again. Take accountability and move on.

The oracle card is inner temple.

Seriously all the focus of this year is in self improvement and dear god, please take time to work on yourself spiritually!!! Everything you want to know is there if you take the time to listen. This should be a place where you feel safe and welcome. It definitely should not feel like something you HAVE to do.

For BTS

10 of swords and page of swords

The fortune says "you create your own stage. The audience is waiting" (how tje fuck?? This is the perfect fortune)

The 10 of swords is a painful but necessary end. This is accepting the current situation. They maintain focus for 2021 for them is adapting and keeping their spirits up.

With the page of swords it talks about new ideas and that kind of creativity. It's also a lot about communication so I really think that they'll be figuring out new ways to connect and new projects that will be prosperous.

The oracle card is Pleiades

This is what we talk about all the time. Bts has helped so many people want to be better and do better. They are uplifting humanity and giving people a sense if belonging. Bts finds you when you need them most 💜💜💜

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Wow I had to write this up over 2 days bc this was so fucking long. I need a nap. Idk if I'll proof read this before I post it so don't hate me for the mistakes (honestly, there's like 10,000 spelling and grammar mistakes in my other posts too 🙃)

I hope you guys enjoyed it and maybe this will be helpful to to have a forecast of some possible energy for you to look out for!!

Also bts bc I love them. I have another bts 2021 reading I'll do soon too!

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[indomitablemegnolia]

From on high, I look down, the world still moving; going through its petty pace. Life had left me behind so very long ago; sadly Madness asked me not to call, ironically. God, I miss them still. All I want to do is just fall; to let go, float out into nothing. Upon a time I thought it could not go on like this; as if the only way to breathe is perched on the edge of this universe. Moving forward seems impossible; not from lack of will, but time. Theoretically I know time is a fluid and as changeable as any other thing in this existence is, but isn't; does, but doesn't if only I had the power of theory, laws of physics, space and the probability of another day stands in defiance to my will. I was never one to want to go back, repeating the ills of living, every breath reminding me of the feckless nature of ... being. No this is not bravery, I know of no other choice, but when I wake, I breathe, but all I want to do is fall. Don't you ever do the same?

I have always been so particular about who was allowed in my space, understanding me was a duty; I would only allow to a select few ever constant souls, which number in small digits.

I take a horrible shuddering breath as that cold lonesome empty road feeling crept in. The breeze was light, the night was mellow, the only sound I could hear was a light hum of crickets and a dog barking in the distance. I lean far over the railing, I just leaned my head on my right shoulder and just listened. I fell in love for a moment with this changing season. Frozen winter nights gave way to something loving and horribly gentle; I fell in love with the softness on the breeze and the subtle change in the light because of the changing colours of the leaves. I smelled that haunting spice of organic decay on the soft breeze, and the same moment it pulled that soft feeling to the top of my senses, I banished the thought of spring, nauseated by the smell of cut grass; it triggered a terror.

A subtle warmth basked over me, the breeze kicked again, then his gentle breath as he spoke low, coaxing, "Ah, look at you," his hands rested on the rail, arms bracketing me in place; "wanting to fall again. I know; I know how you dream, sweet simple. I know you dream of having a home, a belonging; by the water. No expectations, no ambitions, no needs." He began to kiss my neck," ah Possibility, my heart swelled so much that it started to squeeze water from my eyes. "No need for having or making money... you know that is the next life and you don't quite belong there yet." Licking and kissing intent on the nerves of my neck.

I moan lightly, "So, you say."

Chuckling he bent me farther over the rail, "Some were born to run wild; you were born the wildest, so Wilde, always on the edge; you live from that edge, of heartbreak, of love, of loss on a neverending search for what? What are you looking for kitten? Syllables of words that no one knows; names of things no one know the words; tunes to songs no one remember; broken clocks; straightened springs; explanations to enigmas that people pondered for eons." Then as I was becoming used to the neck kisses. He took a deep breath, warm and damp behind my ear..

"I have always marveled at the motions of the people below;" I took a shivering breath ignoring my disappointment; I gasp as his hands had join this... distraction, "like mad little ants; where did they come from, where were they going, why; I wonder if any of them were in love?"

"Shhhh, Don't say anything. Just feel, you remember the last time I came; you were tied in emotional knots, much like now; wanting to fall and never land. All you wanted was delicious feelings; you lusted, thirsted to be experienced. I want to watch you revel in the feel of my hot breath against your ear; my fingers on your skin. Focus on the feelings." As if to highlight his words his hand slipped in past the hem of my shirt, teasing my belly; the other fondled idlely with my breast through my clothes; deliciously his mouth played at the cords on the side of my neck. The warm sun kissed my face, a cool breeze caressed my hair; his glorious hands gently rubbing and caressing, I roll my face skyward; my eyes soak in the perfect cerulean of the sky, light gray blue clouds with Opal edging floated like feathers on the breeze. Slowly skimming, one rather boldly audacious cloud subtly obstructed the sun, the edges refracting causing a tiny embrace of rainbow colors caught at just the right angle; his thumb grazed lightly over a welcoming wetness that had me panting.

“Come softly, darling.  Come to me, stay…” Crooned that baritone; he always mocks his singing voice, I suppose, thinking that only tenors sound pleasant.  I wrapped myself in his eroticly deep dark tone.

I grasped his hand smiling, guiding it, my will taking a mind of its own, I trace his hand over all the places that howl for Possibility's attention; suddenly I was Wilde, fulfilling all of my own little Wilde fantasies; I rock back against him. His stifled moan was enough to send me mindless; my soul following its own archaic rhythm; he gripped roughly stroking firmly. My body tensed, not yet fracturing, but it wasn't far; he laughed as he continued kissing, locking then as I tensed more he rocked me forward, biting lightly on the side of my neck.

Held tightly in his arms I floated high above the world, I fell, but just tumbled lightly on the air, gravity taking a holiday; "You see you couldn't fall, people fly when they take themselves lightly. It feels like I have waited for an eternity for your kiss.”  He kissed my lips softly.  “Soft, soft, oh soft,” his fingers like butterfly kisses made of nothing but air and intention, our conversation nothing but sighs and lips and space. His touch formed from an absence of substance, like lace and shadow, we hung together in that space between. Sweetly like the tendrils of the feathers tines, spaces shrink and grow with the rhythm of our breath, his fingers caress my every nerve, quieting my every fear, all becoming, blooming; the space between all things so relative, our skin only separated by thin layers of cotton and Xeno's paradox. All of those half spaces stripped away quickly, souls colliding.  The distance between planets, the distance between atoms; all existence is counted in blessedly tiny, enormously infinitismal increments.

Figments and fragments of symbols form, the space between thoughts and action those seconds of hesitation and the faulty steps, those things that berate a mind as it slowly drifts to slumber. The motions and caresses, our practiced ideas and those mindless grappling movements. Letting our instincts our bodies take command; we use those lifetimes lived between breaths and heartbeats, the horrible eternity that lasts between a yes and a no; between heartbreak and hope.  We ride high the tide of our true feelings, sensations, scents and flavours. I was smoke, I was air where his lips traced my neck, our bodies like water, their motion smooth natural.  The moments of survival counted in milliseconds. We let ourselves drift mindlessly outside of those countable seconds of time and space; the motion of the world and the ebbing of the tide; planets spinning and suns imploding, in the end, it wasn’t softly nor quietly we reach that exploding plateau.

Those spaces all fitting into that one second as I watch soft white feathers dance on a breeze as the vision returns to my eyes. The space between his fingertips and my skin is equal to the distance between our bodies our hearts, between lips and kisses from lips that kisses can only dream of we drifted on a soft kiss. The space between my fingers and his cheek in this moment is everything; to me, it is a thing like hope, lived, survived, desired for and then what is not to be;this was what it meant to be experienced, it exists only in possibility. The feeling was a poem that starts as a lump in my throat, a feeling of warmth, of love or heartsickness and peril; the fear, the idea that this would end in broken hearted homesickness.

Then my only want would be for the two of us to meet somewhere by chance one day, passing on the street or sitting on a bus and for that second we would feel this moment again. That space, all time, like faith, like lace, like those dancing feathers, a substance of things hoped for. That space, the suggestion of things not seen, only felt… only in Possibility.

@keeper0fthestars @pedeka @writernotwaiting @iamhisgloriouspurpose @littletesla

[aesirfalling]

A: How did you come up with the title to all of your fics (seriously your titles are so good)? H: How would you describe your style (don't say acid ok)? K: What's the angstiest idea you've ever come up with? R: Are there any writers (fanfic or otherwise) you consider an influence? S: Any fandom tropes you can't resist? okay I must stop or I might as well cut and paste the entire thing here and there's a word limi

RII NO

A: How did you come up with the title to all of your fics (seriously your titles are so good)?

Like the wannabe poet and symbolism addict that I am, I collect quotes and words on tumblr and in the things that I listen to or read. Some quotes and words just stay with me, and I keep track of them in various ways (including naming stupidly expensive fictional dragons after them - you should see my horde of dragons named after things like Eve, Rapture, Insomnia and Asterion). Some fics were written around their titles since the idea in the title was what inspired the fic in the first place (see: Zhi Yin, Oblique Asymptote, And the Sky Tonight is Luminous). Other fics take their names from the central ideas explored by said fics (see: Black Poppy, Episteme). Some fics reference a fitting emotion or line (Together We Brought the Moon Down, From What We Cannot Hold).

… And then some fics just were titled on the fly (And Light be the Path to Home, Ubuntu).

H: How would you describe your style (don’t say acid ok)?

BUT ACID LACED WITH RAW EMOTIONS IS SO ACCURATE

… Stylistically, I’m heavy on symbolism, metaphors, loooooong sentences, fragmented sentences, and short scenes. I like stream of consciousness/internal monologue stuff and feel the most at home in second person. I try to focus on character emotions and motivations before all else, and that often leads to botched plots and acid-y meandering.

K: What’s the angstiest idea you’ve ever come up with?

FWWCH’s sad ending? .w. or FWWCH’s premise in general?

My OC writing is heavy, heavy angst, although I rarely post it up here so no one except @voceanic will get it haha. Out of the things that I have posted… Euterpe is very angsty for a very simple premise (terminal illness) if just because I dissect it very thoroughly, my League Asylum AU with @sheriff-caitlyn is hyper angsty by virtue of how utterly broken Jayce becomes (I once called the writing process for that “taking a hammer to my own brain and trying to pick up the largest pieces”), and the Hope chapter in Together We Brought the Moon Down hurts me a lot even though it’s not the most meticulously crafted thing and also probably requires a reading of my Ark!Hope theory to even understand.

R: Are there any writers (fanfic or otherwise) you consider an influence? 

Oh man. A lot of writers have influenced me super heavily. My parents once owned a small book full of… scripts of famous movie scenes, English and Chinese side by side. I got bored as a child and read that book a lot. I got into Wuthering Heights. I read Wuthering Heights when I was like, 8 years old. And it’s never left me. All my obsession with irrational passionate characters and acid trip prose can be traced back to Emily Bronte.

My mother kept a subscription to a popular Chinese magazine when I was young, and it’s really influenced my writing style as well as general outlook. It was something in between Reader’s Digest or Chicken Soup for the Soul, and there were some seriously touching short stories in it. Those stories painted things like human pain and joy in truly meticulous and reverent ways and now I always strive to do the same.

东方骏真 was a Chinese writer in the Digimon fandom in the mid 2000s that I really admired. His Takari work referenced things from Greek myth to The Water Margin and included truly impressive ensemble casts, and showed me just how cool fanfiction could be. I started writing my first fic because of him and even now FWWCH heavily echoes his magnum opus. His depiction of things like loyalty, chivalry and love floored me when I was 12 and continues to floor me when I’m 23.

@voceanic is a blessing and I’m still so glad that we encountered each other and have become great friends. Their work (in the League fandom or original) has a Celtic myth quality that I simply adore, a storytelling mood that means I can sit and listen to them for hours and days, a heart that I want to just reach and hold, and… so many words.

I wrote this about her work a while ago so let me just copy it over now

“When she breathes she fills the air with broken winged doves and fiercely brilliant auroras.”

Dellaluce wrote briefly in the Homestuck fandom and their FFX crossover If the Sun Won’t Rise remains one of my favorite things ever. If you’ve read that you can probably catch glimpses of references littered everywhere in my work. The ending to that fic just blows me away every time and I just. I cry ok. That fic also got me interested in FF before I’ve played any of the games or read anything on the series…

S: Any fandom tropes you can’t resist?

I don’t know if they are “fandom tropes” (I tend to think of them as just “tropes” because I love them in everything) but:

Artists/poets falling in love, especially if it crashes and burns in spectacularly melodramatic fashion

Hope and Light as a symbolic pair, especially when some kind of divinity is involved

Trauma, Hurt-Comfort, and Survival (faith and a wish to survive are musts. I don’t like angst just for the sake of angst, it’s always about hope and a burning, living desperation for me)

Carpe Diem

The idealistic child (or adult acting like a child) with an insatiable thirst for knowledge, truth, and wonder

Abandoned people trusting and believing in love, and desperately seeking it at all costs

Idealistic self-sacrifice, especially when foiled (see: Yuna)

Self-fulfilling prophecies

Alternatively, just look at Hope Estheim because he probably embodies everything I’ve ever loved in a fandom character LOL

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[ecotone99]

Don't Open Your Eyes

⇾ Don’t Open Your Eyes. ⇽

… Hey. Open… your eyes. Open your eyes. Look… at me. Why won’t you look at me? Where are your manners? If a stranger asks for help… is it right to ignore them? Is that… how it is? I will share… a secret with you. I have never seen myself before. I don’t know if my face is ugly. I don’t know the color of my skin. I don’t know if I’m even here. That’s why I need you… to open your eyes. So you can tell me how I look. But… I’m also shy. So I might hide the moment you do. You won’t find me anywhere, and soon… you will forget. Like a faded dream. I know you’re not asleep. You listen, with those tiny ears of yours. They look so fragile. Like I could almost grab them… Put my fingers around them… and tear them off. If I do, will you scream? It was a joke. I’m joking. Don’t be scared.

… Hey. How do you think my eyes look? When our gazes finally meet… what will you find? Do my eyes look… broken? That may be so. I’m always straining my sight… to stare at what’s in front of me. Searching for that one, precious thing. It’s what drives me to look inside places… such as this. But sometimes I strain so hard… little pieces seem to fall off my face. Making a cracking sound as they go. In my desperation, I always attempt to piece them back together. I kneel and search for the missing fragments of myself… But they are never there. Maybe the wind takes them somewhere out of my reach. And that… makes me sad. So sad, I put my hand where my eyes should be. And I burrow my fingers. And I take it out. I take everything out. Every little piece that remains. Harder, furiously, and wallowing in sorrow. I pray to whoever’s listening to give back what’s mine. Not to make me lose more than what I’ve already lost. I don’t want to waste my time… and search for more than I care for. Yet no one delivers. No one is listening. And so I weep invisible tears. Until I can feel the sorrow no more.

… Hey. Have you ever strained yourself so hard to see what you want to see… that you end up blinding yourself to all? Have you? These eyes… Are these… my eyes? I want it to be so, yet there is only one way to know the truth. Open… your eyes. So you won’t open your eyes. Even though your eyes… are so pretty. I can’t see them. But I can imagine them, behind the veil of flesh. Round like pearls. And shiny like jewels. So, so pretty… It’s fine. We still have time. The night is still, and silent. People are good at closing their doors. Do you know… what a door is? Of course you know. You have one… right there. At the verge of your little world. A door is a barrier to keep the bad out. The bad can be anything. A bad person, a bad smell… And sometimes, me. I can’t open doors. I find them… tricky. Should I push, or pull? Should I turn the knob left, or right? Should I try to take it off its hinges? Should I chip away at it, hoping it will fall apart? And what happens… when it opens? Do I… close it behind me? Do I keep it open? But that might be rude to the person who had it closed. But then… how do I get out? And what happens… if the wind pushes it closed? What then? So many options. So many things that could go wrong. Whenever I stand in front of a closed door… it paralyzes me. I stare at it for a long time. And think of my excuses. Because that’s all they are. What bothers me the most about closed doors is the idea they exist… to keep me out. It fills me with the need… to go in. So I search for a crevice, or a window. Anything that might be open. Anything that might let me in. I’m not good with doors. But as long as there’s a place where I can fit… then I can go in anywhere. Usually it’s a cellar, an attic, anywhere with dust, with dirt. I feel at home there. But sometimes… Just sometimes… An urge swells inside of me… The urge… to be seen. So I search hard. For a door that’s open. For an entryway covered in darkness. And for someone to be at the other end… awake. As if… expecting me. But you won't look at me. Even though you had your door open for visitors. Why is that? Are you… afraid? Do I… scare you? No… that can’t be it. We have been chatting for so long. You haven’t chased me out. That means… you welcome me. So I’m certain that if I were to reach out my hand… You would reciprocate… and grasp it. I’m sure your hands are warm. So very warm. Because people… are always warm.

… Hey. How do my hands… look? When my warmth finally meets yours… how will it feel? Do they look… deceitful? That may be so. These hands of mine tend to squirm into places I could never imagine. Be it tiny holes in the walls, housing arachnids of all sizes… Or the pockets of midnight walkers, strolling the parks that sometimes serve me as home. These fingers squirm in… and drag out what they find. So now I carry all sorts of trinkets with me. Keys. Beeping gadgets. Notes with love poems in them. The corpse of one or two insects, eventually eaten away by those who come take their place. I keep everything with me, regardless of their use. But sometimes… I feel bad. Because maybe it was something important. The person I took them from could be distraught. Their happiness… shattered. Their lives… ended. So I consider, and consider… maybe dropping them somewhere in the park. But what if… I need them? What if the keys can one day open the door I want? What if the poems help me befriend a new partner? What if the arachnids serve me as unlikely sustenance? There are too many ifs… but I am also too afraid to find out the truth. So I let them stay with me. Slowly becoming… a part of me. Helping me grow. I’ve grown so much… I had to lower my head when entering your room. These fingers won't stop. Squirming and coiling around everything they feel. And I can only hope… they merely take what they need. I would be saddened… if my body grew too much. Because I wouldn’t get to enter rooms like yours anymore.

… Hey. Have you ever attempted to make yourself grow… By mercilessly taking away from someone else? Have you? These hands… Are these… my hands? Maybe, but there is only one way to know the truth. Open… your eyes. You won’t look at me. Even though my hands… could be the same as yours. Think about it. Maybe you and I are similar. No, I know we are. I can feel it… in my skin… Oh. Can you hear it? My skin is… pulsating. It has been long… since this happened. It is a sign of my innermost emotions flowing out. I wander the world, wanting to be seen. I’ll be satisfied as long as someone tells me how I look. But… it’s not like anyone will do. If it did, then it would be oh so easy. Since I can show myself… to everyone at once. Every living person in this land. And ask them all the same question. Someone will answer. There’s no doubt about it. But… it might not be the answer I wish for. Since I don’t want to be judged. I don’t want to be perceived as something I’m not. It scares me. That’s why… when someone is on the verge of looking at me… I shy away. I hide, fading into the dark. But you… might be different. If it’s you… it might be possible to stand still. If only for a second. That way you can help me. And we can both be fulfilled. Ahh… Just thinking about it… It makes me feel… Feel… Something. I cannot describe it. I am not good… with words. There was a person in my past… who taught me to speak like a person. They were not good at it either. And thinking back on it… they certainly didn’t enjoy it. To teach a wordless being how to talk must be a challenge. Yet… they did. Simply because they could. It is weird to remember. Because it makes me think of why I want to be seen. I don’t care much for my appearance. I don’t want to be judged… but if that were it, I could easily stay out of sight. So why is it? Why do I want someone… to recognise me so much? Maybe it’s only because I can. Because everyone gets to be recognised… but me. But I will. Soon. Once you open your eyes. Ahh… There it is again. Just thinking about the moment you unveil your sight onto me. And you finally take those bedsheets off your body. And you inspect every crevice of mine. And you finally, finally, finally open those tight lips of yours. To let me hear… what I am. And to maybe even… give me a name. It makes me feel. But I don’t know what. Surely it would be evident… if you were to look at my face.

… Hey. What does my expression… look like? When the veil of uncertainty finally disappears… what will we convey to each other? Perhaps… a cheerful… smile? That may be so. It would only make sense for the end of this journey to bring me joy. It has been so, so long. I can no longer remember… where it all began. But who’s to say it had a beginning? Maybe the starting point… is that faint memory. The earliest I can recall. I was… walking. And for some reason… it was daytime. I rarely travel during the daytime. Only when the fear of being seen isn’t there. So I must have believed… that was the case.

… Hey. Have you ever expressed honest happiness in your face… when in reality, you’re feeling anything but? Have you? This expression… Is this… my expression? I feel like it is. Thank you. You have truly… helped me tonight. These… are my eyes. These… are my hands. And this… is my expression. I consider these my most treasured features. And you have helped me picture them all. No one has done this for me. I feel… a connection with you. One born out of honest gratitude. But there is one step left. You need to make sure of the truth. It is the only way… to finally understand each other. So please… I beg of you. Open… your eyes. No? I see. I understand. No. It's fine. You have still helped me by answering my questions. No one has done that for me before. So I have no right… to ask for anything else… No. That is a lie. Ever since I stepped into this room. You have refused to engage with me. Not even once… Not even once, not even once, not even once, not even once, not even once. Not even once… did you open your eyes. Not even once… did you look at my face. You stayed there… acting as if you were asleep. Feigning ignorance and not moving an inch. At times making me believe that our conversation was just in my head. You haven’t opened your mouth. But you didn’t need to. I can hear far, far beyond what most others can. And I can see further than what others would consider the dark, empty bottom. That’s why… I know. That I wasn’t wrong. You are… like me. We are the same. You too… look for what’s not there. You too… reach out for what might hurt you. And you too… Are a liar. The type that shows one thing, and feels another. But you made a mistake. I know you’re lying. Because every answer you’ve given me so far… Has been wrong. I am not what you said I am. These eyes, these hands, this expression… They aren’t mine. Maybe... They are yours. But I do not care. Not anymore. Open… your eyes. I didn’t want to be judged. I didn’t want to be perceived for something I’m not. And that’s all you did. So now... you will open your eyes. And see me for what I truly am. You said so, remember? That in this room… you know how everything looks. It was those words… that brought me here. So you have to. You have to do it right… by that which you claimed. It is time. Open… your eyes. Open… your eyes.

OPEN

YOUR

EYES.

You had your chance. It’s not up to you… anymore. You won’t open your eyes.

… I will.

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