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Spy X Family Part 2: Feng Shui for Sigma Males
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This week, we return from our perilous mission in Quoraland to re-focus on our main objective; finding fics we like from the Spy X Family fandom.
This week, Grace goes on a cruise and unlocks a new OTP she never expected to have. Nick finds the secret to world peace (more like world peach amirite?), and James discovers just how much Loid Forger is willing to go to make Anya believe in Christmas.
Fics and Approximate timestamps*:
Until Dinner Do Us Part by soulspirit at 12:45
Securing World Peace: One Simp at a Time by hamburphobia & submissive_escargot at 35:50
Sub-Operation St. Nicholas (or, So Hurry Down The Chimney Tonight) by audacious_stranger at 47:50
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And join us on Friday for more dramatic reading, and in two weeks for a new fandom and probably more sociopathic takes on house decor.
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alterego8ego · 1 year
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What if I told you after our decomposed body is reabsorbed into the very dirt that created them, and the soulspirit vacates in search for a new host; fulfilling the true ambition of higher consciousness, our mother earth cries in her state of destruction knowing her demise will become desolate with the over abundance of ebbs; permanently tipping the balance into eternal darkness.
Your inner ancestor pleads,
“Help me save you”.
Yet we’re actively ignoring the fear
to feel the pleasure.
Blind with conditioned old eyes.
Our internal power suffocated by division.
The choice begins with no longer turning away,
or ultimately suffer for eternity.
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convexicalcrow · 1 year
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A Discussion Between A Pharaoh And His Ba
a/n: ba = eternal soul a.k.a cam accounts; ka = the current life/incarnation a.k.a the player; akh = a ka who has passed judgement and become one of the ancestors; the kingly ka = a soulspirit of Horus that each king bears and makes them half-divine.
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The season was coming to a close, and weariness sunk into my bones. The kind of tiredness you can't shake, that eats away at you. My hands refused to build anymore; the very thought of finishing one last room was beyond them. I'd grown very used to feeling like this. The old man had always struggled a little, but this felt … different. Perhaps the Pharaoh's magic had exacerbated things, I don't know. All I know is that the sunset was closing in, and perhaps, there was a different fate waiting for me.
Did I want to know the answers? Well, probably not, but when you have a curious mind, that isn't really something you consider. So, perhaps against my better judgement, I took counsel with my ba, my eternal soul, sitting in the room I would never finish, seeking some resolution.
He looked like me in many ways, except for the much larger wings instead of arms, and the clawed bird feet. He carried scrolls under his wings, and he didn't speak so much as have words emanate and vibrate through the air into my mind. He looked at me with pity, though I would never quite understand why.
You fear death, were his first words. But why fear death when you will simply respawn? You are essentially immortal. Death means nothing but a temporary inconvenience. So why does your heart falter?, my ba said.
He was right, of course. Was it even death anymore? It never really felt like death. Just a large chunk of pain that faded fairly quickly after respawn. There were no penalties for it. You never stayed dead. But I'd come to understand death very differently this season. Perhaps it was the Pharoah's powers, or the presence of the Kingly Ka burning bright in my soul, I don't know. Certainly having all the old Kings on speed dial was a strange experience. I had only become Pharaoh for the theming of the pyramid base. I never expected to get the power and legitimacy that came with it. Those old kings spoke of so many things, and kept saying they'd be waiting for me once it was time for me to go West.
Me? Join the Kingly Ka? Hah! No way. Not me. I'm just some guy, I'm no king. And yet… The idea that the Pharaoh would die, no, the fact that he would whether I liked it or not? Yeah, it scared me. Permanent death is scary! No one ever just… died and never came back. We always come back. Which death would be my last? Would this be the last world I ever played on? Would this be the last time I saw my friends?
The time for this ka is coming to a close. A new ka is soon to be born, my ba said.
"What do you mean by that?" I asked.
This ka will be judged. This ka will become an akh. The ba will manifest a new ka. The old man's time is over. The fountain of youth is calling, my ba said.
"I'm going to become someone else? Is that what you're saying? I'm not sure I like that idea," I said.
The old man was already someone else. He served you well, but his time is up. There is nothing further he can do for you, my ba said.
"Wait, so I spend all this time building the Great Pyramid and this is how I'm rewarded? I just become someone else? Nah, no way. You have no power to do that to me," I said.
And yet, here I am. I am eternal. Death does not touch me. I will see all the lifetimes you lead whether you are aware of me or not, my ba said. Death beckons to the old man. It's okay. You can stop now. Your weary body can rest, my ba said.
I didn't reply as I took in the scope of his words. I did feel very tired and old, that's for sure. But the idea of just becoming someone else scared me. I didn't like to not be in control of that. I already knew who I was pretty well by now. I didn't want to have to do that all over again in a new body.
You can fight it if you want, but you'll have no choice in the end. The West beckons. It's time. Make your peace and come into the arms of the gods. All Pharaohs die, and you are not an exception, my ba said.
"But where will I go when I die? Into the void? Will I just be trapped there? I don't know if I want to be trapped in the void!" I said.
Your heart will be weighed against the feather of Ma'at, and that will decide your fate. Could be tricky, we both know the evils you've done in the name of greed. Your hands are stained with blood. Let's hope you have done enough good to balance out the bad, my ba said.
The Vex hissed angrily at my ba's accusations, but he was right. If I was brutally honest, getting other Hermits to fight a war for us and then selling them the weapons in which to do so, was definitely not up there with a good thing to have done. The Vex, too, were hardly nice. That's when I realised I might be in some kind of trouble, and in my panic, returned to my consciousess, not wishing to hear my ba's counsel on that particular point.
I shouldn't have asked. I should have just remained ignorant. Let things pan out however they wanted to pan out. But now that I know, I feel helpless. Ba, please, spare me from the Lake of Fire. Heart, speak true and do not betray me! Gods, spare me from the jaws of Ammit!
Oh, I really shouldn't have asked. I have had no sleep for a week, too scared to go to bed in case I never wake up. But the season's winding down fast, there's not much time left. The sun sits just above the western horizon. And yet, I am paralysed with fear. I will put my affairs in order while I still can, but… I didn't build a tomb in this pyramid for nothing. The guardian I left in there may become my executioner. The old man will rest here for all eternity. Who knows who I will become? Only my ba knows that, and I'm not sure I want to know this time.
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ao3feed-damianya · 2 years
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How Damian Became A Forger
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by soulspirit
A collection of stories inspired from "Always Anya" to show events leading up their wedding day.
Words: 2023, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: SPY x FAMILY (Manga), SPY x FAMILY (Anime)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M
Characters: Damian Desmond, Anya Forger, Becky Blackbell, Ewen Egeburg, Emile Elman
Relationships: Damian Desmond/Anya Forger
Additional Tags: Damian likes Anya, Anya likes Damian, Fluff, Simp Damian Desmond, Tags May Change, Love Letters, Secret Admirer, Except everyone knows who it is
2022-07-10T04:07:20Z
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luxmaeastra · 1 year
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Trystane leaned back in his chair, feet propped up on the table. One of his siblings needed to be here whenever any of Walder's children entertained his guests. He picked at his teeth watching Remelle watch the window for her uncle.
Perhaps he was also interested to see this cruel uncle Rhaegar had told him of once. He lowered his feet at his aunt's glare and stood to his feet.
Allura brushed past him frowning at her son.
"Oh darling what happened to your hand?"
Lothar looked up from his reports and frowned.
"Is he going to loose it?"
Allura tisked at her mate and Ramsay made a small noise as she prodded the greening skin.
"Domeric dared me to reach my hand in some of the pig's scat. He must have laced it with something Ma!"
Domeric stepped into the room and rolled his eyes at his brother.
"Not my fault he is so easily fooled Mama."
Ramsay and he bickered more but Trystane tuned them out. Remelle had shifted at the window, he was here.
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Keir walked up the gray castle, storming as always. He walked across the bridge stepping inside.
Lothar waited introducing his two eldest sons. Keir didn't spare them much attention but he did smile at Allura kissing her hand.
His tongue switched to the Old Tongue.
"You are looking as beautiful as ever Lady Allura."
Allura's lips twitched and Lothar rolled his eyes. But he wasn't threatened Keir used flattery like he breathed.
"Whike your flattery is welcomed and appreciated it is not needed. Look your niece is here."
Keir noted she spoke in the language of the Fae. Perhaps she wished Remelle to be included - good. Keir gave his niece s cursery glance before he looked back to them.
"She looks well, thank you."
Lothar gestured them all to sit. Keir waited till they had all drank their first glass of distilled Soulspirits.
"I have heard rumors from Rhysand that It has wakened. When I pressed he told me is bound to the Carynth's son-in-law."
Lothar leaned toward him.
"Why does he still breathe Keir? Surely you know he has -"
"While his loss wouldn't be entirely tragic, my brother is fond of him. I rather not cause anymore instability to my house."
Lothar snorted and fell back in his chair.
"Doesn't he have many of those little Nightlights running around? Surely he won't miss one?'
He wouldn't dare call Remelle out to ask if she was missed. She was a member of the royal family. Trystane would be well within his rights to kill him for the insult alone.
Keir shrugged. He wondered if Remelle thought of him the way her brothers did. That he was cruel and uncaring. But then she'd debuted in Hewn so maybe she understood that specific type of beauty like he did.
"The only reason he didn't come to check on his daughter was because I have the blood-ties here not him."
Ramsay coughed into his hand.
"Distantly."
Keir's eyes narrowed and Lothar side eyed his son.
"Something to say Ramsay?"
//Keir wanted to give it a special title but couldn't think of one. But he says the Valg desperately want in their hands. They see it as one of their own.//
It was honestly nice to see a member of her family, even if for the last few months, she had swapped letters with her mother and sisters, it did not make up for their absence. She wasn’t going to be ungrateful though, the welcome she had received from her new family was more than she could have asked for her. She was welcomed and treated fairly; she was given freedom she hadn’t expected.
Quietly she stood and awaited her turn alongside her beloved, her hands clasped in front of her as she stood tall. The Old Tongue, she had learned a few phrases and words over the years, she had started to strengthen that knowledge since she came to Rask. Though she was thankful for Allura, that they were including her by now cutting her out of the conversation.
She followed everyone else, sitting herself near her uncle so she could hear what was being said. It wasn’t hard to see the look of disdain that crossed her face at the mention of Rhysand, though she knew better than to vocalize her own feelings against her brother. “My father may have many of us, but it is my mother who would be the one to worry about if something happened to any of us,” she spoke up before sipping her drink. “She is slightly overprotective.”
Not that she intended to call her mother out, but it was the truth. Their father was the mind and charm of the pair, their mother was the brutal strength and the heart. Maybe that was what made them work so well, they balanced each other out. She hoped that was something she could maybe find with Trystane, a balance between them.
Remelle adjusted in her seat, she didn’t like how Ramsay trying to throw his weight around with her uncle. “Uncle Keir, you say you have blood-ties, I would love to know more.”
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Holy tongue licks sharp and brings forth blood which clots mindlessly (togetherness in pain) We unsharpen only against others but to ourselves I chop more then what feeds the pigs. Snuffling and snorting chewing on rubbering fat thick muscle only morose in the rotating jaws!
Ergo, we go on and on in pretty circles distracting from infathiomable sadness, and scabs crunch between teeth as a mark (to mark) without a cause (to know) and only you and i exist, or so, i believe myself as juror to whatever breathing fluid flowing into us all, sorry.
One day to be consumed (to hope) Soon i will arise (without this body, offer the tusked one ovary smells)
She lives each day with twintooth venom in her vein spitting horribly and i catch myself in the floe (I DIE) chipping desperately away at ice solemly engorged on salt from the body lover Goddamned Beautiful Tectonic Activity Silt Silver Bloodletting the soul to usher us all beneath the surface (Find the piscine,prove to us otherwise that canines remain short for something meaningful), weakness hopeful metal has the quality of absorbing soulspirit evilness so you walk left aimlessly wonder in licking tonues with not me but ancient fourleggeds who wereluckier that tbeir stomachs ached against what i call language, what we call, God gave us creatures hopefully.
I woke up and i was gagging and crying, I ran to Dad but the door was closed, and to open that door is to unseal an unfathomable disgusting evil that (with love) was slipped into an incision right at the topmost vertebrum, and it grew as I:M/vhaDmy s/&and spending enough time churning i'm reborn mindlessly day to day, happily! and I'm lost. No,Dad, keep the light on, please
And soothe me, kiss me, (said with drool pouring out the corner) or else It's likely i'm never to be seen again. One day you fall off the seat to pavement and its horrible and bloody but you find that touching till it stings brings a calmness about, it falls all over the sacred wells within your mind and oh, let me touch you.
Hungry mouths want be fed. Shovel it in. Your stomach and throat and chest could be as easily ripped and torn and mixed in with the feed empty souless cells no love or peace
So what if you remember what it was like to be full? Hazy eyed dreamer no life or cause,purposeless (elephants figured out long ago—walk walk) She doesn't want or need. Strive or deepthroat ivory
Peace Growth: Please Love Life Again
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softdevilry · 2 years
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The World of Enodia
Enodia is the setting of an in-the-works epic fantasy series; a world separated into two halves by the Great Desert that spans the entire equator, that no being, living or dead, spirit or not, has ever crossed. Two moons sit in its night skies. Sprites move between the realms of the physical and the magical. The Deephollows sit far below the surface of the planet, filled with ancient beasts and long lost secrets.
So! In an effort to be more organized and for ease of sharing information with my friends, I've decided to share workings on Enodia and the stories that'll take place there on this blog.
What might you find here?
Worldbuilding on the southern hemisphere of Enodia; about the humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, and spirits that inhabit this place
The elfaeden conlang I'm working on
Information or ideas about the story tentatively titled "What Returns"
Wild ramblings about all of the above
Tag Masterlist
#world of enodia -> basically everything about the setting & the story #what returns -> story-related posts #enodia geography -> stuff about, well, geography. maps, maybe #humankind -> stuff about the human race on Enodia #elfaeden -> stuff about the setting's elves #dwarves -> general stuff about the setting's dwarves #orcfolk -> stuff about the orcs of the world #pauldrani -> stuff about the pauldrani race. (pangolinfolk of the desert) #soulspirits -> stuff about the souls (tiny sprites) and spirits that inhabit Enodia #magic on enodia -> magic info #conlang -> at the moment, only Elfaeden conlang stuff; maybe more in the future
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thealioness · 4 years
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cosmic alignment
the divine in me meets the divine in you... 
the universe celebrates... 
a union of love
Alion Ess 
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mobinkhan14m · 2 years
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soulspiritfighter · 3 years
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عاقل مباش تاغمِ دیوانگان خوری دیو انباش تا غمِ تو عاقلاں خورند عاقل مت بنو تاکہ تمہیں دیوانوں کا غم کھانا پڑے دیوانے بن جاؤ تاکہ عقل مندوں کو تمہارا غم کھانا پڑے
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spritualpower · 3 years
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manifestationaddict · 3 years
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How to tap into your Intuition? You have nothing to lose and much to gain when you begin listening to, and trusting, your own inner knowing — your powerful, intuitive voice. Intuition is your inner calling, your inner self. To tap into it, you need to hear your inner voice, that tells you what is embodied deep within your soul. How to listen to your soul? It is so easy that anyone can do this. You just need to be patient and seek it within you. Here are some easy steps that you can follow to listen to your inner self:- 1. Gut Feeling When you are in a dilemma of choosing one thing out of two, what do you do? Close your eyes and think about the most favourable choice that you’d wish to make. If you feel good thinking about it ,it is a sign of your inner voice. 2. Journaling Sit with yourself and understand your feelings. Listen to what your inner self has to say, then take a pen and paper and write down whatever you are feeling, no matter good or bad. 3. Deep Breathing When we are breathing, we invite positivity, calmness and peace inside us. To make a mindful decision, while we are breathing in, we need to close our eyes and visualise. Whatever is best for us will automatically appear in front of the eyes. . . Follow @_manifestationpower . . . #soul #soulgrowth #soulcoach #soulhealing #soulguidance #spiritualityawakening #soulwisdom #soulpurpose #oldsoul #soulawakening #soulscripts #soulmanifestation #spiritualbeing #soulspirit #spiritualworld #spiritualcommunity #soulmusic #manifestation #powerofmanifestation #powerofmanifesting #manifestingmagic #makingspiritualitysimple #positiveaffirmations #affirmarionoftheweek #wordsofaffirmation #affirmationpositive #positiveenergy #mindsetcoach #dailyquotes #positivevibes (at California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRqlBTlHOH4/?utm_medium=tumblr
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healingandherbs · 6 years
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