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quornesha · 1 month

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Brandt's Cormorants Prophecy And Symbolism

The Following Channel is from higher powers, Divine, the ancestral plane and is prophetic through Quornesha S. Lemon|

Whether the Brandts Cormorants appears in dreams, visions, waking life, or synchronicities, it is a sign and message that sometimes, people, negative people come into your life thinking they’re here to destroy you. And because of their long line of tormenting history, the jig is up. Your anointing has put heaven on notice. So. every negative thing that has been weighing you down will now go with them.

Because of what they did to you. justice for everyone before you that they put their mouth and hands towards, is coming against them. Including what they thought they did to you. Until they do what they said they were going to do, and even if you don't want it. Trouble will follow them. You're coming into a season where everything that comes against you will transmute into success, prosperity, blessings, and joy. You are not to worry about how you will eat, what you will wear, where you will live, what you will drive.

Updates to your income and living arrangements, as well as your family life, are coming. Good things can and will happen to you. Pay close attention to the words you allow into your atmosphere. Brandt’s Cormorants is a sign and prophecy that you are about to be lifted up. If there’s an idea or goal that you’ve been longing to achieve, it will manifest now. The Brandt’s Cormorant is a reminder that even though something or someone has left your life, the best is still yet to come. Whatever is ending, just allow it. As It is meant to end. You will experience relief from the storms and pressures of life. Get ready, big things are

This message isn't, obviously resonant with all whose paths it crosses, as perhaps you may encounter someone of this vernacular, mastery or skill. Therefore, it is a sign from the universe that you're meant to work with such a person.

Need further clarity or your own queries answered? Book your own reading as my schedule is full and I do not guarantee a reply on social media regarding this post.

If this is not you, then it is time to get clear to rejoin your tribe or the rest of the world of infinite beings. It's time to bring your light to the forefront. However, if you aren't able to invoke, heal or otherwise on your own, call on the assistance of shamans, healers, intuitive people, etc. to assist you. This synchronicity can possibly have specific meanings for you, it's time to get insight.

The Gift that Quornesha Has can never be duplicated, She is a Shaman, Writer, Healer, And Teacher with incredible prophetic/healing gifts. Please do not infringe upon her rights as the author. You are not permitted to reuse, nor are you to sale as you wish. This information has been made available to you for the purpose of introduction and demonstration. All rights reserved. If you'd like to use this in a magazine, online publication, or other, please ask for permission first. Legal actions will be taken if you proceed to impose. Be blessed, bless others and be at peace on your journey. What you do is coming back on you. Make sure that it is good, and all is well within you, through you and around you. The source sees all and knows what you think it does not. Image credit: Wikipedia

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the-sciences · 3 months

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Unlocking the Power of Ancestry: Exploring Astrological Family Therapy

#ancestors #power of the ancestors #power of ancestors dub #the power of the ancestors #the power of knowing your ancestors #importance of ancestors #power of the ancestral spirit #energy of your ancestors #the magic of the ancestors #power of words #history of power of words #jungian power of words #magical power of a name #how to talk to your ancestors #the power of shamanism summit #power of money #power #prophetic power of naming #ancestor meditation

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iphoneshoppers · 1 year

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Cosmic Energy Is Available! Check It Out

#youtube #cosmicenergyhealing #angel energy #Chakra Cleansing Energy #dragon energy #Magickal Tarot Energy For Money #Shamanic Ritual Healing Energy #relationship energy #Western Astrology Zodiac Energy #spirit animal energy

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thepoetoaster · 2 years

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I know I’m posting a lot today but I’m fired up and feel like people struggling with debt need to hear this message ❤️ I know talking about finances often makes people uncomfortable but if it’s going to rule our very existence I think we should change that! I know debt causes a great deal of anxiety and fear for many people to the point where they’re worried sick and feel like they’re being controlled by it. Read the post again, the debt lenders don’t care if you live or die!!! Your life is so precious and worth so much more than a dollar sign, I can’t stress that enough! If people didn’t have to pay for rent and basic expenses anymore that would really help manage debt and ease the anxiety and fear greatly! As I mentioned yesterday a lot of debt is caused by ego, wanting to fit in and impress others but sometimes unexpected expenses and emergencies come up and with the way the world is, debt just seems unavoidable! I guess my message is that we should stop letting it control our lives and stop worrying about it so much because the banks don’t care if you live or die. ❤️ #debtfreecommunity #debtfreejourney #money #finance #cash #freepublichousing #studentloans #revolution #writing #writer #shaman #shamanism (at United States) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChqF1TZOnPG/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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cosmicpuzzle · 1 month

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5th Ruler and What you Love 💞

The 5th lord or 5th ruler shows what you love. This house is traditionally associated with sign of Leo and thus symbolizes your heart, what touches you most deeply.

The 5th ruler brings heartfelt joy, love, keeps you alive, inspired and refreshed by doing those house things it influences.

5th ruler in 1st : You love children, you love to express yourself through some art like dance, music, painting etc. You are likely to keep a youthful disposition throughout your life.

5th ruler in 2nd: You love money, the things it can buy, you love your family, you love food. You love being heard.

5th ruler in 3rd : You love sibling interactions, cousins, you love to do short trips with partner, you love writing, you love to read, you love playing games and sports.

5th ruler in 4th: You love your mother, family. You love spacious homes, cars, comforts, furniture. You love learning, education. You love gardening.

5th ruler in 5th: You love having fun, watching movies, sports, games. You are in love with love. You love attention, fame, politics, celebrities and fashion.

5th ruler in 6th: You love exercise, diets, nutrition, small pets, your uncles and relatives. You love to compete, so sports and adventure. You love working on your inspirations as well

5th ruler in 7th: You love to form relationships, you love your husband/wife, you love public and getting famous, you love foreign travels, bureaucrats, foreign relations, international politics, doing business and shopping.

5th ruler in 8th: You love crime novels, detective stories, crime movies, fiction books, occult, astrology, metaphysics, psychology, medicine, trauma healing, shamanism, reseach and investigation, complex mathematics.

5th ruler in 9th: You love long travels, foreign journeys, your father, attending ivy league universities, flight trips, religious ceremonies, weddings (where you can dress as per culture), foreign music and movies, grandparents, elders, you love commitments, philosophy and spirituality.

5th ruler in 10th: You love working on creative projects, you love status and authority, you love being known for your work, you love politics, power and ambition, you love your public image.

5th ruler in 11th: You love your friends, elder siblings, socializing, networking, attending conferences, seminars, you love joining groups, social organizations, social media, you love the stock market, gains, your father's siblings.

5th ruler in 12th: You love solitude, watching movies in your bed in dark, web series, you love making love, sex, you love imagining things, contemplating, spirituality, God, romance, past lives, music, and reading literature.

For Readings -DM

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intuitive-divinations · 11 months

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Are you in the mood for love? 😘

Hello darlings😙! I got a new gorgeous oracle deck today😻! It’s art inspired me to do a tarot spread on your next relationship❤️‍🔥. Take a few deep breaths 😮‍💨 and use your intuition 👁️ .

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#26 Full Spectrum, 4 of Coins reversed, 5 of Cups, 4 of Swords, Ace of cups

Group 1, can I give you a hug first ? 🫂. Omg it seems like you’ve been going through it when it comes to your relationships😭. I sense that you gave so much of yourself to a past relationship such as an ex or situationship, etc. Now you’re feeling the loss of yourself/resources you gave. I’m seeing your energy is a battery and it’s EMPTY 🪫 . I get the feeling that this past person was deceitful in some ways. That deceit motivated you to isolate yourself and have a negative view on love. It honestly feels like you’re somewhat lonely group 1🥺. On the brightside, your next relationship will fulfill all your wants and desires. Maybe you’re past person cheated on you? I’m hearing your next person is VERY LOYAL and they’d never do you like that 💀! They literally only have eyes for you. This person also won’t be afraid to display their love for you whether it’s in public or private. They could have alot of Leo/fire placements ♌️ 🔥 . They’re going to be proud to have you🤭. Your spread is also telling me that you have to look at the bigger picture of this situation. Understand that these past failed relationships are only preparing you for the best. No more giving 100% of your love and getting only 5% back. It’s making sure that you attract someone new who is willing to make you a priority and show you how to be loved. 😮‍💨❤️‍🔥

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#30 Healing, 7 of Swords, Ace of Wands, The Devil, The Magician

Whew 😮‍💨! Group 2 your next relationship is so co-creative 🧬 . Your next person is going to be a source of healing for you. I actually sensed angels during this reading 😇 . I got goosebumps all over my body when I asked to feel their energy as confirmation✅. You’re very protected group 2! I’m seeing that your angels are guiding you towards someone who might actually be a healer on earth 🌎 . I’m picking up on reiki masters, shamans, breathwork specialists, etc. They could also be a doctor but they would be different in some way. For example, instead of western medicine they could specialize in Ayurveda or traditional Chinese medicine. I got curious and asked what your next person will help heal within you and it said your attachments⛓️! You have some very addictive/obsessive attachments. It could go from physical attachments like drugs or it could be mental attachments like self-sabotaging beliefs etc. Regardless of what it is, your next person will trigger your healing🪬. They’ll help you discover your highest potential. It’s going to suck because you’ll be forced to overcome these things but it will be worth it in the end! 🪄Your person has a beautiful energy and it feels like they are a gift from your spirit team 🎁 . After your healing journey you could start a business venture with this person or even have children. You’ll be creating alot of things with your person🗝️. This is definitely going to be a journey for you so buckle up. 11:11 could be significant.

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#25 Freedom, 6 of Coins, 10 of Coins, The Hermit, 3 of Wands

Group 3, y’all are my sugar babies😚! Get ready because you’re next person has alot of sugar to give🤣. They are going to offer you financial freedom. You’re next relationship is going to be with a rich person who’s very GENEROUS! They don’t mind spreading the wealth because they have a lot of it. One word to describe your persons personality would be introvert. Literally, their daily routine is getting that money and then going home and relaxing🏠. They really don’t play about getting their money💀. Taurus/Virgo placements could be significant ♉️ ♍️ . Right now your person may feel kinda lonely. They aren’t really a social party person. They still want someone to have fun with though. Someone they can create memorable experiences with🧳. Traveling is also significant🧭. I’m seeing so many trips and vacations. You are EXACTLY the person they’ve been desiring. You both will be goofy together. Im seeing that your relationship is also full of laughter. I feel like this person is manifesting you subconsciously. They are an extremely powerful manifestor. They could’ve even subconsciously manifested their wealth😳. I’m imagining their energy as a magnet 🧲. You’ll have a day where your normal routine is messed up which will then cause you to meet this person unexpectedly. Yeah they are quite literally going to manifest you into their life💀because they don’t want to change their own routine. Also you and your next person could have an age gap 🙈. Angel number for this group is 222.

Thanks so much 😽 !!

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bvidzsoo · 6 months

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Hello my fwiend!

I would like you to write me a story with Devil Hongjoong himself 👀😈

With the numbers 6 and 20 HEHET 🤭

Anyways thanxx and you are the best bye! ❤️‍🔥

◆Devil!Hongjoong (is not for the weak hearted)◆

↳6. I liked the stories more about you.

↳20. If I go with you...nothing will happen to me, right?

A/N: Orsi, you gave me a kick in the ass with this one, but I managed to come up with something good (hopefully), hehet. Hope you like it! (and everyone else who stumbles upon this) Requests are open until the 1st of November!

TW: mentions of suicide

◆Halloween Prompts◆

The strong wind whipped my hair all over my face, getting in my eyes and open mouth as my lungs heaved desperately for more air. Nothing seemed to be working anymore, I couldn't breathe, as if someone was squeezing my windpipe with their hand, tightening and tightening their grip with each passing second. Why did it have to be me? Why wasn't I good enough? Why did things never work in my favor? My dream job...it was right in front of my nose, everything went well, I passed the interview, I got introduced to my colleagues and then...it just all slipped through my fingers. That dreaded call this morning turned everything upside down. I had been barely working there for a few days, and I was already fired. Why? They didn't want to tell me, it sounded like they didn't have one good reason, they just didn't want me anymore. Just like everyone else, apparently. Nobody liked me, nobody wanted to be my friend, nobody loved me. My family disowned me the second I turned eighteen, I had nowhere to go. Nobody to go to. If I didn't have a job, I didn't have money and I wouldn't survive on the streets for long as winter was rapidly approaching.

Another choked up sob left my lips as I grabbed the railing of the building, thirty stories up, a certain death in front of me. I was scared. My whole being trembled as my knuckles turned white by the force I was gripping the railing with, I didn't necessarily want to do this, but there was no other way out. I didn't want to live this miserable life anymore. I just couldn't. Not when I felt so alone, so tired and scared. My family always told me I bring misfortune to everyone around me and thus I'd live a lonely and torturous life, perhaps they were right. Perhaps, I truly was cursed, like a shaman has told my mother once. I hiccupped at the thought and wiped at my face with the sleeve of my blouse, too thin for this harsh weather, not that it mattered for much longer. I braced myself and closed my eyes, shivering when another strong gust of wind blew against my fragile body, slightly pushing me forward. There was something weird about it, it almost felt like bony fingers wrapped around my hips for a mere second, pushing me forward lightly. Perhaps my brain couldn't tell what was real and what wasn't anymore, so without much thought, I swung one leg over the railing, gulping anxiously. I had nothing to lose. Nobody would miss me. Nobody would care. I'd just make it into the statistics of some bored researcher at the end of the year. I closed my eyes and went to haul my other leg over the railing as well, when smoke invaded my nose. Cigarette smoke, as it chewed at my throat, the smell something I could never digest. My muscles tensed and I gasped when I heard the loud exhale then inhale to my left. Was...was someone here? How did I not notice? My eyes flew open alarmed and as I turned my head to the left, I was met with the face of a stranger staring back at me. My mouth fell open and I stumbled backwards in fright, hissing when my leg caught between the bars of the railing slightly, pulling on the muscles of my shin. The stranger smirked before turning his head forward, exhaling the smoke of his cigarette again. His black hair was blonde at the ends and it was spikey, disheveled as it stood up in odd directions. It looked as if it was styled like that, but the stranger didn't seem like he cared much about his hair. His black leather pants clung to his body and as I lay on the cold ground, I noticed the black fur coat around him, making his shoulders seem wider than any human's I have met so far. There was something dark about his aura, as if shadows swum around him, blocking the streetlights from falling on him for too long. My heart was thumping fast in my ribcage.

"You humans are so quick to throw away something so precious," The stranger's voice was smooth, not too deep, "Life."

Was he here to scold me? To try and change my mind?

"This," He motioned at the cigar between his bony fingers, "is just a slow way of killing yourself, did you know?"

"If you care so much about life," I couldn't help the hostility in my voice as I snapped back at him, "then why are you killing yourself with it?"

The stranger fell silent for a second before straining his neck to look over the railing, then threw his cigar down, still burning. My eyes widened, what if someone was walking by right now?

"That thing can't kill something which isn't human." The stranger answered quizzically, turning to face me. My body seemed to be on high alert, something in my gut dropping at the full sight of him. His cat-like eyes were dark, looked soulless even, as the dark eyeshadow deepened his stare. His skin was fair, almost too much, and had zero blemishes. His high nose looked perfect and his lips were burgundy red, the only real color on his face. How were his cheeks not flushed in such cold weather? A silver piercing decorated the center of his lips and he had matching jewelry on his ears, around his neck and fingers. If I previously felt poorly dressed, the stranger made me shiver just by the sight of the absence of anything underneath his fur coat or his barefoot. His bony fingers extended towards me, nails painted black, and despite the screaming voice in my head telling me to refuse the help and bolt for the door, I ignored it. I gripped his hand and allowed him to pull me up to my feet, a bone chilling tremble traveling through my hand at the contact.

"You're going to catch a cold." I found myself muttering as I swiftly pulled my hand out of his, subtly rubbing it against my side as it felt frozen out of nowhere.

"No, human, I won't." The stranger chuckled, tilting his head and widening his eyes, "You, though, will. But I suppose you don't care as you were just about to throw yourself off a building before I interrupted."

"I—" I stuttered, eyebrows furrowing at the lack of an excuse, "I wasn't—"

"Yes, you were." The stranger chuckled lowly, a chill running down my spine, "I don't blame you, though, anyone with a cursed soul breaks at some point in their life. You were lucky enough to last this long."

My eyebrows furrowed at his words, and I found myself taking a step backwards when the stranger took a step towards me. What did he mean? Cursed soul? How did he know about that? It probably wasn't even true.

"What are you talking about?" I asked in a whisper, wrapping my arms around my frozen body, desperate for a little warmth. Perhaps I should've worn my fluffy jacket when I decided to come up here. But then again, I didn't think I wouldn't be able to go through with my plan.

"Your soul," The stranger spoke up as he started approaching me, sending my heart in a frenzy, dread filling my whole being, "is black, that means it's cursed. I don't have to see it to know, I could smell it from miles away, human."

My eyebrows furrowed as I listened to this crazy man talk nonsense, still backing away from him, until my back crashed into the door which lead downstairs, "Whatever you're saying makes no sense, whatsoever, you sound like a crazy man right now."

"That's what people think of you too, did you know?" A wide smirk spread onto the stranger's lips, making him look scary, "A crazed woman, her eyes and stare empty, void of life. Did you know you don't have a shadow?"

I gaped at this crazy man, shaking my head no, hand searching for the doorknob behind me, "You never had one. It's here, with me, actually."

My eyebrows furrowed as I looked around, trying to understand what the man was saying. How was it here with him? And since when did I not have a shadow? I always had one...didn't I? My hand finally found the doorknob and I gripped it tightly.

"Which asylum did you escape from?" The question was rude and I would've never asked anyone that in a normal scenario, but the man was freaking me out. What was he going on about? My words, however, make the man laugh and I jumped, his laughter loud and high-pitched as the wind carried it away, making him look crazed. When his eyes connected with mine again, I could swear they were glinting and pulsating with darkness.

"What are you?" I whispered as I turned the doorknob, only for it to not open. No. I was stuck here with this deranged man, and all I could do was stand and watch the crazed look overtake his whole features. His nose flared and I could swear he got taller in just a few seconds, suddenly towering over me as his lips parted, sharp fangs bared menacingly at me. Was this a bad dream?

"The Devil." He whispered as he leaned closer, bony fingers grabbing my hips as sharp nails tore through my clothes. I froze as his nose came in contact with my neck, inhaling deeply, moaning lowly as he pulled back enough to stare into my eyes, "I haven't met a human like you in centuries."

I couldn't help but gulp, mind running at miles per hour, trying to find a way to escape. The Devil? This man standing in front of me? Besides the deranged look on his face and his odd behavior, he didn't exactly look like the Devil. At least, the stories people told about him described him nothing like this.

"You're too nice to be the Devil." I found myself muttering, the dread in my stomach settling, becoming familiar at this point. Everything in my body was in fight or flight mode, yet I couldn't move, the man in front of me kept me locked in one place.

"Don't let my appearance fool you, human." He mused sweetly, his grip around my hips tightening, nails digging into my skin, breath hitching, "If you're not afraid of such a dark entity, perhaps the name Kim Hongjoong will frighten you."

Indeed, the name, Kim Hongjoong, did frighten me as my eyes turned into saucers, gaping at the deranged man calling himself the Devil in front of me, "You're—you're Kim Hongjoong?"

He was a very dangerous man, everyone in the city feared him. Nobody knew what he looked like or who he was, he was almost like a myth. A story to scare children, except that he was real. As real as anyone else could be. And he wasn't afraid of anyone or anything. He killed whomever he wished, he tortured whomever he felt like, and he prayed on innocent people.

"They aren't innocent." Hongjoong's whisper reached my ears just a second after my own thought and my breathing stuttered for a second.

"How did you—what—" My mind was a jumbled mess. A few minutes ago, I just wanted to end my life. To disappear forever. Now, I was pinned against a door by Kim Hongjoong...and the Devil himself?

"Your mind is a loud place, human, your scent isn't the only thing which drew me here, you know?" A smirk crossed his lips and I gulped, averting my eyes when his intimidating gaze became too much.

"What do you want from me?" I found myself asking, curious whether I'll get to see tomorrow's sunrise. Hongjoong just hummed, sharp nails retracting from my skin, soft fingertips the only things pressing into my hips now.

"I haven't decided yet, human." He answered honestly and I looked at him, biting my lower lip, debating what I wanted him to do with me. I couldn't stay here. I had nothing left here for me anymore. If I didn't die tonight, I'd be dead next week by this time. There really was no other end to my story, and perhaps, this man in front of me was my escape from the curse.

"And if..." My voice faltered a little and I gulped as Hongjoong raised his eyebrows, a sly smile appearing on his lips, "And if you take me with you?"

"Where to?" Hongjoong asked amused, clicking his tongue and stepping away, the shadows which seemed to swirl around us disappearing with him. Suddenly, it wasn't so cold anymore.

"I don't know..." I shrugged and hugged myself, "Anywhere."

"You don't know what you're asking for, little one." The beam was back in his eyes, pupils pulsing as more darkness seemed to wrap around his body, blocking the streetlights from my view, pulling me into his own darkness. I shivered at the sudden warmth, glancing around, but seeing nothing. Were we still on the rooftop? My muscles cried in agony at the warmth, grateful that I finally stopped killing my body. But would it last?

"If I go with you..." I gulped and looked down, avoiding Hongjoong's piercing eyes, "nothing will happen to me, right?"

For a second it was silent, until Hongjoong started giggling. He sounded amused, but something told me to avoid his gaze right now, limbs trembling slightly in fear. I just asked the Devil to take me away, to where, I had no idea. Probably to hell. Could a human willingly go to hell if they were still alive?

"If you wove to stay by my side until the end of days," Suddenly, Hongjoong's lips were pressing against my ear, his words slurred as his voice dropped, "Nobody and nothing will be able to destroy you. Not even the curse placed on you. I'll allow you to take revenge on whoever did that to you."

Hope. A flicker of hope in my chest was spreading like wildfire. Suddenly, he gave me a new purpose. Suddenly, I was glad I didn't jump off the building. Suddenly, as I looked up into Hongjoong's eyes, I felt a desperate need to grasp onto life and find out who cursed me, to have my revenge on them. Suddenly, Hongjoong's darkness seeped into my own skin, leaving me breathless for a second as I felt my whole body glowing.

I chuckled, looking down at my arms before feeling Hongjoong's cold hand cupping my cheek. I looked at him and smiled, I couldn't remember the last time I have smiled so genuinely, "And for a second, I thought I liked the stories more about you."

Hongjoong's lips parted as he chuckled and then pressed his forehead against mine, our world going black for a second, before thunder rumbled the earth beneath our feet, "Those stories are half the truth you could ever understand with your little brain, human. Let me take you to my World."

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acidmatze · 2 years

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Yeah i should probably explain at least a little bit what the comic is about.

Shamans. And demons. Its about shamans and demons, in more detail shamans fighting demons and spirits, in even more detail about a school where fighting demons and spirits is being taught to anyone who wants to learn it. (Please come to the West Aberdeen college for shamanism and natural magic, our staff keeps dying we're hiring, we're hiring WE'RE HIRING!!!!)

Is it gay? I dont know. Is that important? Its about fighting demons and spirits, isnt that enough? Its also about fighting your inner demons and spirits and beating the shit out of depression after losing your will to live and just going through the motions day by day because thats the only thing you've been taught all your life, but now you're slowly starting to see meaning in what you do again.

Why does the MC have wings? God Helen, you can't just ask people why they have wings!

Why is the art so bad? Because my brain is bad. Really bad. I dont mean mental illness bad i mean brain damage bad.

It shows. Thanks.

This reads like a xyz reference It Is most likely a reference

#battle shaman #please read my comic i spend money on clip studio

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sooniebby · 6 months

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yichen pulling up to reader's house wearing a baggy t shirt, jogging pants, and sandals and reader not taking him seriously when he's like "im the shaman you hired" sounds hilarious

Wait—

You couldn’t believe it. You raised an eyebrow at the supposed “shaman” at your front door. He was tall, maybe 6’5? He simply walked inside your house and began looking around.

“Uh… hey, man, if you need some money I got a couple of dollars…” You said, walking after him.

The man looked at you before turning back to staring at the glass door that led to your backyard. “If you want me to find this ghost, I’d advise you to let me do my job.”

You frowned. Okay, attitude?! You stormed after him as he opened the sliding door and walked outside.

It was cold. The moon light from above shined down on you both as you watched this “shaman” look around. You weren’t even sure what he was looking for.

The ghost was inside the house..

“Really, sir..”

“Yichen.”

“Yichen… you can’t just come in my house like this. I’m waiting for the actual shaman. And almost everyone knows the shaman is an older guy.”

Yichen was crouching down when he suddenly stood up straight. You felt yourself stiffen, wondering what suddenly got his attention. He turned his head over to you.

But he wasn’t looking at you.

He was looking behind you…

You could feel the familiar chill. That feeling of something trailing its hand up your back to rest on your neck, threatening to choke you.

You didn’t know what to do, could this ghost even come outside?

It all happened so fast. The glass doors shattered as a shrieking scream was heard. You could faintly hear the sound of footsteps on the grass as something rushed towards you.

Yichen grabbed your hand and spun you away from whatever coming. He pulled something out of his pocket and it turned into a long stick with a blade at the end.

And that blade was used to slice something in half. The thing was moving so fast, you couldn’t even make out what it was. But what you could make out was the feeling of blood splatter over your face.

You coughed, disgusted that some of the blood got into your mouth. As you spat it out, you glanced up at Yichen, noticing you were in his arms.

His face was also splattered in blood as well. You could see the blood was a black substance. He helped you steady yourself before his weapon suddenly disappeared back into his pocket.

“You were wrong. It wasn’t a ghost. And the old shaman died, I took over for him. Now, if that’s all, my payment?”

He held his hand and stared straight at you. You suddenly felt odd. You could get a nice look at his face now. His hair was no longer covering his face as much as before.

His eyes were a dark brown that somehow looked pretty with the light specks of light brown mixed in with it. His long black hair was unruly and a bit curly at some ends but somehow it suits him.

Yichen’s eyebrow raised as he noticed your staring.

“My payment.”

You couldn’t help but blurt out. “You’re hot! Why are you a shaman?”

Yichen stared at you for a moment before sighing.

“If you’re done being weird, my payment”.

Dick. A handsome dick… speaking of dick… if he’s that tall…?

You shook the thought away. “I’ll send it electronically.”

Yichen seemed to hate the idea but he simply sighed. Once he used his shirt to wipe the blood off his face, you got a decent look into his abs, he was leaving.

“Wh.. wait! Can I get… your number?” You asked just as he was about to leave.

Yichen didn’t turn back to face you.

“Just focus on giving me my payment. And possibly learn the difference between ghosts and monsters. I would’ve came faster if I had known such a dangerous creature was living in your home.”

And then he was gone…

Shit… no way in hell were you going to leave it at this…

You quickly pulled out your phone and searched:

“How does one get cursed on purpose”

#drabble #bottom male reader

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