#yes divine ruler

[cult-princess]

i’d fold immediately no questions asked

(helpful hint: use headphones bc there’s moaning in this!!)

#kai anderson #yes divine ruler #evan peters #american horror story cult #ahs cult #yes sir

[yes-divine-ruler]

Boy Next Door

part 11: so perfect

pairing: alex (from adult world) x fem!reader

CW: smut using sex toys

Taglist/ @v-love @evanpetersfav @demxnicprxncess @kitwalkersgfff @quicksilversg1rl @dahmevan @iruzias @alexxavicry @soaringcloud @laynna-mcknight t @humdrumexistence @simp4petermaximoff @sultrysullen @evan4ever @zoebens0ncult @therewasnothinginthekoolaid @therealsagasenior

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"So what are we gonna do with this little guy?" Alex held Weston in his arms so effortlessly I couldn't help but cross my arms over my chest and pout. He'd never took a liking to me, but as soon as Alex walked in, Weston padded straight over to him. I guess it's a good sign.

"Um well, my parents are in Hawaii so I have to take care of him," I explained, tilting my head to the side to admire how sweet it looked that Alex was holding Weston so comfortably.

"Let's take him for a walk?" He suggested, placing Weston back down on the ground and letting him sniff around my apartment again.

"Good idea, not sure how far he'll go though, you might need to carry him back home," I joked, walking over to the kitchen counter to retrieve Weston's leash and collar.

Weston let me secure his collar and leash, but stood still when I tried to guide him over to the door, even beginning to growl when I tugged gently.

"Oh, he's not a fan of you," Alex joked, taking the leash from my hand and easily following Weston out the front door of my apartment. I rolled my eyes with a small smile, and followed the pair to the elevator.

It had just turned dusk, the sun almost entirely set, the small line of warm orange sat at the bottom of the sky. I wouldn't usually walk at this time, but with Alex, I knew I was safe.

At the lobby of our apartment building, Alex held out his hand, and I laced our fingers seamlessly. His hand was so warm, and his fingers slid between mine perfectly. He smiled down at me, and together we began to walk Weston down the busy street.

It was nothing short of perfect, being with Alex in this moment, spending quality time together, making something that wasn't particularly interesting or different, feel special.

When Weston got tired, like I thought his 12-year-old legs might get, Alex didn't complain when he had to carry him all the way home.

"I'm just glad it wasn't me who had to do it," I teased as Alex placed him back down on the floor of my apartment once we'd made it home.

He laughed as we both watched Weston lap at his water bowl.

"You'd think he'd done all the work by how thirsty he is," Alex rolled his eyes playfully, and we both sat back down on the sofa.

"So..." Alex begins, resting an arm on the backrest of the sofa, "what did you think of your present?"

My cheeks heated at the mention of the vibrator, and I found myself not being able to make eye contact with him. It still laid untouched in the packaging, after Alex's offer to "help me if I needed it", I was kinda expecting to first use it with him. I was still unsure about everything, but after how good he made me feel when he went down on me, I felt more comfortable with him seeing me in that state.

"I'm..." I let out an awkward cough, touching my flaming cheek with my cold fingertips, "I like the thought of it, but I'm not sure I know how to use it."

I finally looked up at Alex, noticing the way his eyes began to sparkle lustily. He stood suddenly, outstretching his arm and offering me his hand to follow him.

"How about I show you now?"

I took his hand without another word showing my willingness, and followed him into my bedroom. He noticed the box on my nightstand, and I saw a small smile light up his face.

He sat on the bed beside me, and before I knew it, he was leaning in to connect our lips.

He kissed me softly at first, his velvet lips sliding against mine as I laid back on the bed, his fingertips caressing the exposed skin at my hip. I allowed his tongue access to my mouth, and the kiss heated as his tongue massaged my own.

His hand trailed from my hip to the waistband of my panties, and in one swift motion, the pads of his fingers were applying pleasure to my clit. I gasped against his mouth, my fingers tangling in his soft hair as he began to rub small figure-8s on my sensitive bundle of nerves. It felt out of this world, and so much better than anything I could ever do to myself. His finger dipped, and for a moment my stomach dropped when I thought he might enter me, knowing it was the first time that had ever happened. But instead, he collected my pooling arousal from my entrance, and used it to slick my already throbbing clit. I almost cried at how good it felt, softly moaning against his lips as he built a steady rhythm.

Suddenly, his fingers abandoned me, and I was left yearning for more. I whimpered as he pulled away, not realising how down bad I was for his touch.

"This is when this comes in," Alex chuckled softly, reaching over to the vibrator on the nightstand and taking in into his big hand. I watched with my bottom lip wedged tightly between my teeth as he sat at the end of the bed, his fingers hooking into the waistband of my sweatpants and panties. I arched my back as he pulled them down, closing my legs once they were discarded onto the floor.

"You're so shy," he teased, "you don't need to be, everything about you is so perfect."

I smiled at his compliment, feeling so warm inside already, and only feeling warmer now.

I let him part my legs, and covered my face with my hands as his thumb reached forwards and nudged my clit.

"You get wet so easily," he teased, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Just hurry up and stop teasing me," I whined, reaching to wrap my fingers around his bicep.

"Okay okay," he replied, kissing my fingers before clicking on the vibrator. It began to hum, and the noise alone sent a shiver up my spine.

"This is how it feels," Alex introduced me to its soft buzz by placing it on my inner thigh. I almost jumped from the contact, but settled in deeper into the mattress as he began to draw small circles with it.

My eyelids suddenly felt heavy, as he brought the vibrator further up towards my raging heat. He settled it just above my clit, his dark eyes bearing into mine as if he was waiting for permission.

I nodded, and then all the vibration settled on my clit. My eyelids shot open, the buzzing coursing through my core. He chuckled at my reaction, but it felt too amazing to let him get to me. He began to move it in small, intricate circles, a small groan leaving his own lips as my body reacted to his touch.

"How's that feel?" He asked, his eyes flickering from my pussy to my parted lips as I let out small moans almost uncontrollably.

"I think you can tell, Alex," I breathed out, spreading my legs wider to allow him access to more of me.

"Shit," he whispered, bringing the vibrator down to my entrance and eyeing the arousal that had dripped down to bedspread beneath us. He nudged it inside me, only a tiny bit, before bringing it back up to my clit. My stomach had formed into a tight knot, and suddenly I got the overwhelming feeling to just let go.

"Alex, oh my god," my eyes shut tightly as I arched my back into his touch, and soon, I was at my climax. The first orgasm Alex gave me felt amazing, but this one felt much more than the other. It felt different, and I hadn't realised how until Alex swore under his breath.

When my eyes opened again, and the effect of my orgasm had worn off, I could see the surprised look on Alex's face. He looked absolutely bewildered, it almost scared me.

"What?" I asked, sitting up and reaching for Alex again.

As if he'd snapped out a daze, Alex looked at me and his face softened.

"Y/N, you squirted."

My eyes followed his gaze down to the patch I'd formed on my bedspread, and I let out a small gasp. I didn't think I could even do that.

"Oops?" I joked, as Alex put the vibrator back on the nightstand for me to wash later.

"Oops? More like, fuck yeah, fuck I didn't think you could get anymore sexy," Alex tackled me down onto the bed, and his lips attached to mine feverishly. I laughed into the kiss and pushed him off by the chest.

"That's so embarrassing," I whined, getting up from the bed and pulling my sweats back up. Alex could not be more opposed, following me and wrapping his arms around me.

"No, not embarrassing, fucking hot," he breathed out, placing a kiss on my head.

"Now let me go change my sheets," I groaned, walking off to the linen cupboard, not without a slap on the ass by Alex.

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[hazelfoureyes]

Ok I need a Lucifer x Reader fic based on Griftwood by ghost pretty please ( just listen if you haven’t heard it you’ll understand)

Listen, I went the opposite direction I think you wanted? Lol gonna work on brevity and get more snack sized smut out on weekdays and entrees on he weekends

[Warnings/Promises: snack sized, Lucifer x GN!AngelReader, lil smut smut, Fuck Sera, Luci corrupts absolutely, all hail dat dick, sacrilegious as fuck]

🫸🏼minors DNI🫷🏼

Lucifer avoided the heavenly embassy for obvious reasons. The vast halls, the empty and useless pews, it was, in a word, 

“Creepy,” He hissed. 

He was surprised to find the reception desk manned. Very rarely did heaven actually send anyone down to hell. Oh, wait.

You were stunned already to see Lucifer, so when he poked your nose you let out a tiny squeal.

“Oh shit! You’re real!” Lucifer took a step back, “Sorry about that! Not used to an … actual person.” He gave a little bow, “Forgive me?”

The fact is no one wanted to go to hell for desk duty, so the job was actually a punishment reserved for the most misbehaved. You had to intentionally set fire to Sera’s robes to get that severe of a scolding. She was reluctant, but it had been threatened (promised) to you last time you (intentionally) caused trouble. Rumors were abuzz about Lucifer, and you just had to see for yourself what the Great Big Boss of Hell was like.

Rosey cheeks, bright sharp smile. He didn’t look as scary as you had imagined. You expected a seven foot eight inch tall behemoth with fire pouring from his mouth and blood stained horns.

The devil, the real one, looked quite sweet.

A tiny existential crisis washed over you. Maybe there was a reason they didn’t want people down here. Why they made it sound oh-so-terrible.

“You still in there?” He leaned over the counter, tapping at your forehead. Your hands flew up, capturing his finger and bringing it down.

Warm. 

He froze, a little shocked you would touch him. Your smile went crooked, cheeks blushed. 

“Uhhh you good?” He pointed with his free hand to where you still gripped his finger. You nodded, a hum of confirmation. The blush rose up until you were fully red in the face.

The realization struck Lucifer like heavenly lightning, “Oooh, I see what’s going on here.” A wicked smirk taking you by surprise. “Did you want to meet me, little one?”

You broke out into a sweat, “Yes.”

Lie! Why didn’t you lie?!

He leaned over the counter, “Did you do something bad to get sent here?” Was there fire behind his eyes?

Uneven breaths, “… yes.”

Lucifer’s knee came up and over as he crawled onto the desk, “Should the King of Hell reward you for such bad deeds?” His eyes had gone red now, your hand still on his finger.

Your knees began to shake, “Y-yes.”

His face was inches from yours when your legs gave out, both of you falling to the floor.

Horns tall, yellow pupils dilated as he straddled you. “I think you’ll find I’m a generous ruler.”

It made sense. As Lucifer bent you over the reception desk and fucked you from behind, you could completely understand why they made this job posting sound horrid. Heaven would be empty if every winner could freely interact with Lucifer. You’d damn humanity too, if that was the cost. His hips snapped against your ass with divine determination, sweet praises on his forked tongue. 

The sounds of your gasps and his skin on yours echoed through the pristine white and gold halls. Like a pastor giving his sermon, he made the most delicious promises as you bent at the altar. 

Could heaven hear you? Your chants of “God, Oh God,” shifting to, “Lucifer! Luci—fer”, when one of his hands came down, fingers stroking your heat?

“What do you pray for, my curious Angel?” He growled, a flame you couldn’t see licking past his lips. “I’ll grant you anything”

Your cheek was sliding across the marble, small line of drool smearing on your face. Claws raked down your back, the stimulation making you shake.

Your fingers reached for his thighs, failing to take purchase. Lucifer took both of your wrists in one hand and held them at the small of your back for leverage. Your legs bent up, toes curling as you came around his sweetly punishing cock.

Taking a few deep breaths, you rolled your hips back against him, “More.”

Lucifer laughed and lifted one foot onto the desk to add more force behind his thrusts, “Say please.”

am I too horny? No. No, the cardiologist is wrong.

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[gold-rhine]

i keep seeing posts about how furina was Actually Competent As A Ruler, which i think are misguided, even if they are coming from well-intentioned place. like, ppl love furina, and so they have an impulse to advocate her good qualities, which is v understandable, but where it derails i think is in assumption that agency = power, so ppl feel the need to prove that she was Actually Good At Power.

This also shows bc these posts *always* bring up neuvi, to either compare furina to him and say that he Did Her Dirty By Stealing Her Power, or to be like, actually they were Dual Rulers, and even if he was running the government, she was Girlbossing Too, like she was handling diplomatic relations or smth else, we just never got to see The Girlbossing.

both Stealing Power and Girlbossing Off Screen takes, I think, are not only textually incorrect, but also miss one of the central points of Fontaine, which is that its government was a hot mess and NO ONE there was Good At Power. Neuvi was absolutely not Girlbossing himself. Whats the point of like trying to prove furina was in charge of More Things, when all of the things were in shambles. The only efficiently run institution in fontaine is autonomous prison.

like, Furina is Marie Antoinette coded for a reason. She is a critique of monarchy, literally a divinely appointed monarch, that shows that putting in power a random person just bc of their birth circumstances, while they are not qualified at all, and then forcing them to be a figurehead under intense scrutiny of society that expects them to somehow be More Divinely Special than normal ppl, will be horrible no-good for both that person AND society. We had to watch her cry every day for 500 years cut scene for a reason. losing archonhood *frees* her to be what she actually wants.

Neuvi on the other hand, is a thesis of how impartiality for a ruler turns into indifference and inaction. Yes, he was incorruptibly fair in his judgements, but he was judging using the flawed laws inside of a flawed system, and this lead to tragic cases like Navia's dad' death and general bureaucratic and inept government. Like we had to listen to Navia yell at neuvi about it for like 5 minutes straight, come on. He realized that the system was flawed (his stories mention his disdain for courts being run like opera performances), that laws were often nonsensical, but he didn't try to change it, because as a dragon, it was basically not his circus, not his monkeys. only when he started to care about humans and forced by a crisis, he challenged the system, and his final ruling as he ascended to the power of god of life again, is markedly NOT impartial, but made with favor for humans. The thesis is that the judge should rule from a position of caring FOR the judged.

these two are explicitly not Cool Divine Bosses Ruling Together or Neuvi Stealing Furina's Importance As An Archon, but two sides of one miserable coin about how badly run fontaine actually was.

#rhine talks #furina #neuvillette #neuvi #im sorry but the only actual girlboss in fontaine was rizzley #and later navia

[weavewithshadow]

I've been thinking about how the bg3 wiki lists this as Gortash's singular spell as a boss.

Dazzling Ray, y'all. A bright beam of radiant light. Supremely sun-coded.

And I'm thinking about how even though I've seen that mid-transformation, Gortash's new Avatar of Bane has green eyes with black sclera (very Bane-coded!), his full transformation has these, sourced from this Twitter post.

Not to mention how there is LESS Bane iconography on his Avatar Of Bane form than his jacket, previously. That it is more gold than black, and that its curves (while reminiscent of Steel Watchers) are all knight- or paladin-coded, not tyrant-coded.

Because is that not the way of him? Always designing things to look heroic. Always playing at being a just ruler, but never able to enact that in truth.

But still shining radiant light at people. Still. Still.

And I am thinking how Raphael, like Viconia - personally motivated against Gortash, like Viconia was to Shadowheart - also has Punish Divinity as a passive ability.

And I am thinking about a boy who was sun-coded from the moment he was named. An artificer, yes - whose magical attacks are coded with the same radiance as his earliest youth. Whose eyes burn gold like the sun, after changing to green with black sclera. The gold overtakes them. But why not a dark glow? Why not something dark and inky like the half-illithid transformation?

And why, pray tell... why is the crest over his heart white, and inscribed not with Bane, but with what looks like radiant lines?

My conclusion: Enver Gortash might be an artificer, but he's living out the arc of an Oathbeaker paladin to an evil god. Where, all along, even his Avatar of Bane suggests that there is something light at his core, contrasting the dark swallowing the rest of him.

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[kakiastro]

12h + the type of dreams you have

Can’t talk about dreams without Morpheus💜

Hey yall! I wanted to talk about how the 12h and the type of dream themes you will have based on the sign it’s in. The 12h rules our subconscious dream state while we are sleeping. The sign it’s in can be repeated themes and patterns you see in them. The 12h is ruled by Pisces which is ruled Neptune and traditionally Jupiter. Some people believe your dreams represent what’s going on in your conscious world, some believe they’re messages from a divine figure and others believe it’s your soul traveling to different timelines. Whatever your personal beliefs are, the 12h can give us clues on the type of themes we can expect.

To get a better analysis on your own 12h; look at your 12h sign + 12h sign ruler and house + degree + aspects to your 12h sign ruler. If you write out your dreams in a journal, see if there’s a connection to your 12h

Today, I’m just going to breakdown 12h signs just to give you an idea, write down and observe the things you remember .

ELEMENT THEMES:

12h Air dreams-fast paced. intellectual, may involve you coming to a decision on something that’s been bothering you mentally. Dreams may involve the sky, tornadoes, animals that fly, you could be flying.

12h Earth dreams- slow paced. grounded and stability. May involve you feeling out of wack and to find some sort of grounding in your life. Dreams can involve forest, trees, the ground, earthquakes.

12h Fire dreams- intense and fast paced. passion and creativity. May involve you lacking the passion for something in your life. If you’re creatively blocked, it will show up in your dreams. Fire, arguing and fighting, romance can be some of the themes

12h Water dreams- fast or slow paced. emotional. It may involve some sort of emotional disturbance that’s bothering you. Water also represents memory and reflection so you can dream about things that’s mirroring you. Dreams about water, your mom, your home, tsunamis, ocean, lakes can be involved

ARIES

-dreams may be very action oriented, there’s a a lot going on in them. You may have a lot of dreams that include arguing or fighting involved. The dreams could be fast paced as well so you may have trouble remembering them due to how quick they are. Dreams may be fiery or heated. You may have had dreams where you were dressed as a warrior or fighter. Dreams can also involve knifes, blood, leaders in your community (which can include you if you’re one) you may wake up with a headache.

TAURUS

-slow paced dreams that involves houses (external), maybe you’re always traveling to different houses. Houses being built or collapsing. Food may also be a big thing in your dreams, either you or someone else is doing the cooking. You may have ability to taste food in your dreams. You can be at different types of restaurants in your dreams.Money is another thing that may appear in your dreams, such as dreams of being at a bank or you working at a bank. It can literally be you surrounded by money. Jewelry can be another thing you see, dreams of fashion shows.

GEMINI

- very fast dreams that’s very airy. May have dreams that change from one thing to another in an instant. It’s like a tv show, switch from one episode to another. May have dreams that involve your siblings, your school with former classmates, aunts and uncles. Dreams of you traveling in a car or bus to different places in your neighborhood. Lots of communication and talking going on in your dreams. You may remember the conversations than the actual dream itself. Dreams can also take place in a library

-I have this placement and a lot of my dreams takes place at my old high school. I also have had dreams of my late uncle who’s passed visit me and we have conversations. A few cousins have come to visit me as well. Yes, I usually have several dreams in one night and they’re all connected to each other. The most I’ve had that I can remember was 7 in one night. Crazy!🤪

CANCER

-I feel like this can be either slow or faced paced lol. May have dreams of close family members especially your mom. Dreams may take place in your home or childhood home. May have had dreams that involves family reunions or get together. Dreams can include babies or nursery rhymes. Young children (age 0-4) , the moon, elephants or wolves can pop up. Being around water such as ponds, waterfalls and rivers. People may be really emotional such as crying or being angry in your dreams. Dreams of women in your life or just women in general.

- I have an intercepted chart so cancer is also in my 12h. I have dreams of my family all the time! Elephants have appeared in my dreams as well. My dreams has also taken place in my childhood neighborhood or home. I’ve also had dreams of childhood friends due to the Gemini influence in this house as well.

LEO

-fast but intense. Dreams may involve a lot of your childhood memories and all the things you liked as a kid. You can relive your childhood through your dreams. May have had dreams where you or someone is getting lots of attention. Dreams of meeting famous people and having conversations with them. You having your picture taken, lions or big cats may appear in your dreams. You being at the playground or around a playground. Children may pop up, if you don’t already have children, you may have had of dream of what they’ll look life before they are conceived.

VIRGO

-slow moving. Pay attention to the smaller details in your dreams because they’re more important than the larger scheme of things. Dreams may include spacious type of areas, libraries, at your job. Your Co-workers may pop up, your manager or supervisor as well. Dreams where you’re at the doctors office or talking to one. Conversations will be important in this sign as well because it’s also a mercurial sign. Conversations may be more detailed like

for example: you may talk a lot about sweets but chocolate cake may get brought up in your dream. The chocolate cake is the important part because that’s probably what you’re craving or what you need to slow down on.

The “devil is in the details” as the old saying goes

LIBRA

-dreams may include the people that you are closest too outside of your family members. If you’re a business owner, your dreams may take place there. If you’re in a serious relationship or married, you may dream of your partner a lot. Even if you’re single, you may have lots of dreams of your future partner before actually meeting them in person. Lawyers can appear as well.

SCORPIO

- you may have lots of nightmares or see lots of nightmarish things in your dreams. Sex dreams is really common with placement. You may have lots of “spiritual sex” with people you are attracted too 😝. Your dreams may take place in dark themed places such as night clubs, night time, in abandoned places, alleyways and dark corners. Dreams will be intense and will feel overwhelming when you wake up. You can also dream of death and birth as well. The phoenix may appear in your dreams.

SAGITTARIUS

-dreams can take place on a plane or in a different country/area from where you’re from. You can have dreams where you’re sitting in an airplane flying somewhere. Traveling could be a big theme in your dreams. If you go to church, your church may appear in your dreams, people from your church may appear. Even if you don’t go to church, it may pop up in your dreams or you being in one. Horses may show up in your dreams a lot, you may have had dreams of centaurs before. Running can also play a huge part, whether it’s you or the people in your dreams.

CAPRICORN

-dreams may take place at your job setting. Your boss may show up in your dreams. You may dream a lot of your grandparents especially your grandma. Dreams may take place in cooperate type of buildings. Dreams may take place in an area where there’s lots of big corporations such as New York. Dreams can also take place home but the home feels cold or you’re alone in it. Mountains can also show up, whether it’s you on top of one or just the image of them. Capricorn has water energy due to the symbol being a Sea Goat so you may have dreams of water. Goats, Crocodiles, Bats may appear. Bones such as your teeth falling out can be a theme.

AQUARIUS

- dreams that involve lots of people moving in your dreams. Dreams may not make a lick of sense with this placement😅 speeding, such as your driving fast or the dream is going a mile a minute. Out of all of the signs, I think Aquarius may be the toughest to remember and pin down due to the fact that aqua rules over abstract 🥴. Your social circle and your acquaintance may pop up. You may have random ass people pop up in your dreams like uhhh “who you?” LOL. Funny enough, those random people may actually appear In your life or if you believe in reincarnation, they could be past life people. Your dreams may be futuristic, you can dream of big events before it actually happen. Water, you carrying it or someone else can be a them.

PISCES

-Pisces is right at home here so you may have remember your dreams with ease. You may have the ability to astra project easily as well. The ocean (internal) may be huge theme. You probably have seen the depth of the ocean in your dreams. Fish or sea life in general may appear in your dreams a lot such as whales, Starfish and Sea horses. Music may show up in your dreams, like you may hear full lyrics to a song. You may dream of musicians. You may have dreams where the setting is taking place in a hospital or some type of asylum.

What type of dreams do you have?

I’m also open for readings, information in my pinned post

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[circeyoru]

Collection of Overlords _ Part 7 = Requested

[Alastor x Soul Owner of All Overlords!Reader]

Part 1 — Part 1.5 — Part 2 — Part 3 — Part 4 — Part 5 — Part 6 — Part 7 (here)

Song Used: "They're Only Human" ; in Death Note: The Musical (I've attached a link here, but there's also a video format later on when that part comes)

You hummed a tune while reading through a book and laying on your black cloud platform like a beach chair. Your little moment only cut short when your book was suddenly snatched away. You tilted your head up and saw a pair of silver wings with golden highlights before you saw your book burst into flames in the robber’s hand

“You sure took your time.” You teased as you got up from your comfortable position, opting to sit on your platform. “Trick.”

“Come on! Like you don’t know why!” The being exclaimed enraged with their wings getting puffed up, they took a deep breath and sighed deeply. “Your little Hell made too much of a commotion, Sil. And I told you to call me Noir!”

You shrugged, “That’s not fitting for a character such as yourself, Trick sounds better anyways.”

Trick was similar to you. Actually, he was your opposite. You being the true ruler of Hell makes them the true ruler of Heaven. Of course, unlike how you keep your identity in the shadows, theirs was more well known. Trick was the God that everyone made a big deal around

If one were to see you two together, they’s say the two of you were night and day, good and evil, yin and yang. Not in terms of element, but in appearance as well

While Trick has a pair of lovely giant wings, you had none and would use a black cloud platform to ‘fly’ in some sense. While Trick has hair above the shoulder, you had hair below it. Trick’s eyes remain opened while yours are closed. Trick dons a causal and chill look while you had a more formal and elegant look

Still, whatever you two may appear, those weren’t important as the personalities you two had. If Trick’s name wasn’t an obvious indicator, they are not the holy entity the humans and angels painted them to be

Like you, Trick is absent from a direct presence in your respective realms. However, they love playing around with ‘divine interventions’ or ‘sacred messages’ from the God of this world. Truly, no one was aware of a balance. Even there’s Heaven and Hell, and God is in Heaven overseeing ‘his children’, what of hell?

Yes. You are the ‘God’ of Hell. Though either of you like that title. Since Trick was the one more in the open, you love teasing them about it every time you meet. To you, it’s truly entertaining to see them groan and whine over it

“So~ How was the sleep? Good?” Trick leaned over as their wings flapped from time to time to keep them hovering in the air. 

“Like Hell it was, you put me out of commission for no reason and with no warning! I have souls to watch over unlike your lazy holiness.” You snapped with your eyebrows furrowed.

Trick raised his hands in ressurender, “Hey, I was out of commission as well! It’s not a one-side thing.”

Your eyes squeezed even tighter as if you’re glaring at the jerk of a partner. “You started it!”

The two of you were Supreme Beings of your realm and entities as holy and cursed element. You can’t have one without the other. While it’s true that you were weak to holy powers, Trick was weak to cursed powers. You two were each other’s weakness no matter the situation

And the two of you aren’t as immortal as people would think. The two of you can be killed and healed by each other. Killing involves falling into a deep sleep when one side dies and healing involves transfering the other’s wounds onto themselves to heal more naturally as wounds can only be done by the opposite element

If one asks how to describe the two of you. You both were inseparable, can’t have one without the other. The concept of yin and yang comes to play

You are yin, in darkness there’s kindness. You are the unknown, you are negativity, you are darkness. You collect and control the souls marked for Hell without letting them go so long as they worth something to you. Even when you do it wasn’t for mercy and you’ll cage them into a torture unlike any other

Though, you were kind. You offer advice to those that deserve it and give opportunities for people to change. Why else would you let a soul be redeemed and let it leave Hell to go to Heaven? Why else would you allow Alastor to remind at the hotel even after your presence is back? Why else would you give Husk that little hope at a better future?

Trick was yang, in light there’s evil. They are the known, they are positivity, they are light. Trick judges and provides the souls marked for Heaven without letting them feel any negativity and only joy and happiness. Giving those worthy souls that lived life accordingly to enter a paradise fitting of Winners

Though, they were wicked and twisted. They enjoy a good trickery here and there, opting to let their high ranking angels deal with everything rather than rule as the ‘God’ they were named. They cared for none but their own interest and entertainment. If anything, Trick doesn’t see souls to be worth anything. To them, souls were nothing but actors on a stage to perform a good show for beings that was you and them to enjoy watching

“Fine, fine. I won’t do that again, unless you want a little rest.” Trick smirked as he looked your way. “So how’s your collection?”

“Hm… There will be some changes with what I have now. It’s a work in progress.” You told as you thought it over, “How’s your Emily?”

Trick’s smile widened, “Oh, miserable. But admirable. The sweet thing. She found out about the exterminations and sided with that Hell Princess during court! I told you she’s worth paying attention to.”

You hummed, “That’s what you said about Lucifer and he ended up falling to Hell. I wonder if Emily will be casted out as well.” You sensed the dark aura around your dear long-time friend spike and you turned your head over, “Don’t worry, I know not to accept her into Hell. She’s your prized one. Even if she’s casted out, I’ll push her back into Heaven.”

Trick huffed, clenching and unclenching his fists, “Good. Cause I will so remove those stupid higher angels if they did that to the only worthy angel in Heaven.” He looked over to you as well, “Don’t worry, it’s the same for your collections, I won’t let them into Heaven unless you want them do.”

Your smile widened, “Oh, I’ll never let them go~ But thanks for that safety net.”

You both picked your focus. While yours was on a hand-picked group, Trick focused on that one. Your little soul owning had one amazing benefit that none knew. It was the protection against angelic weapons

Back then when Alastor was hit by Adam’s attack in the chest, the slash should have eaten away at his body and soul. The angelic weapons or steel was created to aim directly at the soul of a being, that’s why it could kill both demons and angels. There was nothing angelic to it, merely a combine of yours and Trick’s power to create something that kills the soul

Now, your protection that to limit the effect of the wound till they can reach you for healing. But the best part was that your Overlords have no soul within their bodies so they wouldn’t be killed! Even if their head was chopped off by an angelic spear, it will just take time to grow back

You’ll never tell them that benefit nor do you plan to let them know about it. That’s why you made your appearance at the hotel. It was the sole reason of healing Alastor on your own terms. You thought of leaving soon later but you just couldn’t leave the poor deer when he was that desperate for your presence

The thing you can’t understand was why Trick only picks the one being to care for. Emily was what their supposed to be honestly. If someone met Trick and it was revealed that they were the God, no one would believe it. There was so much chaos and twisted nature in them that it was impossible that they were God

Yet you as the one by their time since the beginning of time knew the change was because of time. Time changed their view on the world and humans. So many time, they were disappointed that they just gave up and decided to laugh at all the misery. Maybe, you and Trick could switch places

But Trick will never agree because they never liked what you have set up in Hell already, plus there wouldn’t be an ‘Emily’ there. It was proposed once, and Trick shot it down without a thought. So to cure their boredom, there are meet-ups like this

Of course, the two of you end up going to Earth to see what the humans were up to while marking souls on whether they go to Heaven or Hell when they die

Trick smirked and flapped his wings to fly over, and gestures to the humans minding their own business in the city, ♫ Look at how they crawl around, upon the ground, like little ants ♫

♫ Yes, but how they fascinate, ♫ You floated over with your smokey platform, slapping away his hand to touch a mortal, ♫ Confusing fate, With what is merely chance ♫

♫ Isn’t it a laugh? ♫ Trick nudged you.

You pushed him away, ♫ Isn’t it a shame? ♫

♫ Thinking there is someone in Heaven to blame ♫ Trick pointed at themselves. 

You rolled your eyes, ♫ Yes, but even while blaming fate for the lives that they lead. They hope for the lives that they need ♫

Trick snapped their fingers, both of them appearing in a cemetery with a heavy mood in the air. They carried a white umbrella while you carried a black one, staying at the back of the group that was grieving while a coffin was lowered, ♫ Living every day ‘til the day they die. Never getting answers ♫

♫ Yet still asking why ♫ You snapped your fingers and appeared on the roof of a building that oversaw a group of religious individuals praying, ♫ Going through the motions as if there will be a reward ♫

♫ While we stay, ♫ Trick made a bored and disgusted face at the scene, grabbing your hand so the two of you fall, ♫ Eternally bored! ♫

♫ They’re only human. They don’t see ♫ The two of you sang, Trick with their signature smirk and you with a bored look. ♫ Who they are is who they’ll always be. Only human, after all ♫

Trick brought you to a scene in front of a murder scene, ♫ So they push and they shove ♫

You showed Trick a scene with a romantic couple on a date, ♫ With this thing they call love ♫

♫ ‘Til they fall! ♫ You both watched as soldiers fall and their souls going to where they were picked to.

♫ Isn’t it a farce? ♫ Trick shrugged while the scene changed to that of a hospital room with a weak man on the bed.

♫ Isn’t it a waste? ♫ You eyed the crying humans around the man, listening as the monitor beep softer and longer with each pause. 

♫ Struggling to Face what can never be faced ♫ Trick leaned against the wall with crossed arms. 

♫ Yes, but maybe Death can release something more than we share ♫ You blinked at the man as he tried his best to hold the closest family member of his.

♫ I really don’t know ♫ Trick came over, their wing slapped at the man over the face and the lifeline fell flat, ♫ and don’t care ♫

You shook your head while the room bursted in tears and doctors and nurses rushed in, Trick was as indifferent as already with his grin on his face, ♫ They’re only Human. Standing still. Doomed to live pushing boulders uphill. Only Human, after all ♫

With a snap of Trick’s finger, the two of you arrived at a temple with a number of offerings, Trick picked up one and threw it to you then took one for themselves, ♫ So they give and we take ♫

You caught it with one hand and eyed it, then to the elderly women that was bowing to statue, ♫ Hoping someone will help break their fall ♫

Trick brought you to a gang meeting of sorts, the topic seemingly deciding on someone’s death, ♫ They will pray, curse, live, die. Never knowing their Truth is another Man’s Lie ♫

♫ Eat, sleep, love, hate ♫ You changed the scene to one where a group of friends were enjoying themselves in a forest, ♫ Like a Leaf blowing in the Wind ♫

Trick switched to a scene where students are forced to pick a career for the future, gesturing to all the troubled humans for you. ♫ Watch them all vacillate! ♫ 

The both of you sang, ♫ They’re only human. They can’t see ♫

♫ All the fun they could give you and me ♫ Trick laughed darkly while you smiled at his amusement.

♫ Only human, after all ♫ You both continued as you two picked out a wave of souls destined for Hell without another thought while Trick only picked a small group of them.

♫ So they give and we take ♫ You had your palms opened at the vast souls that would be doomed for Hell under your thoughtless choosing.

Trick nodded approvingly over your future collection, a twisted smile forming, ♫ ‘Til their silly hearts break ♫ 

♫ Looking down from above. I’m intrigued by their love ♫ An equally dark smile appeared on your face as you took Trick’s offered hand for a short sway. 

Trick suggested while taking you into their arms. ♫ So let’s play! ♫

You nodded along, ♫ Let’s play! ♫

Trick chuckled while dipping you down, “Hmm, let’s enjoy ourselves with these foolish souls.”

Since the beginning of time, there were two beings. A being that symbolizes light and a being that symbolizes dark. They were two sides of the same coin and co-exist together contary to what humans would theorize or write in their little works of art

“So I’ll assume you want me to put Heaven’s little business on hold? Not that they can do much with a redeemed soul in their ranks.” Trick smirked at you, their wings flapping at their little jab at their realm’s higher ranked angels. “So Hell gets some peace for the moment.”

Your smiled back, eyes peeking open to that revealed a cosmos from within, “Yes, that is much appreciated. There’s gonna be some interesting change in my collection.”

“Love it when your eyes does that.” Trick’s wings opened up to show the view of a night sky.

“Yours is not too bad. Quite the sight.”

“Only a sight for the two of us though. None is more worthy of it.”

“I’ll agree.”

Everything happening on these two beings’ whims and wants, nothing’s done with clear purpose, and anything’s fair game. As divine and just as the humans painted them to be, they are nothing like the holy one that cares for all’s interest from above. As cruel and evil as the humans painted you to be, you are anything but the cold and heartless tormentor of prisoners of Hell

Note: New character!! I'll get to the request that were about this concept in a bit. First! The character design for Trick and you will be out in a moment~

Now then~ You guys feeling op yet?

Oh yeah!! I'm more interested with the song format too!! First time trying this, what you guys think???

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[fear-is-truth]

TEAR YOU APART || kai anderson x fem!reader

【𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆】: kai anderson x fem!reader

【𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒】: 18+; mdni | profanity, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected p in v, degradation, choking, accidental voyeurism, implied daddy kink, implied size kink

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【𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘】: @kaislittlelamb

“Now, ladies! Time to make yourselves useful in the kitchen..”

Kai's falsely cheerful voice cut through the air, signaling with a brisk wave of his hand. He was being more of than an misogynistic asshole than usual, but no one dared object, not unless they had a death wish. As Winter, Beverly, and Ivy reluctantly made their way toward the kitchen, you began to follow suit.

“No, not you. Come over,” he said sharply, halting you in your tracks.

“Sorry, me?”

“Yes you, you and I are gonna have a little talk.”

He replied in a clipped tone before turning back to the other women, who were staring.

“Didn’t I make myself clear? Kitchen. Now.”

A silent exchange of confusion flitted between you and Winter, her offering you a small, resigned shrug that translated into ‘I-don’t-know-what-the-fuck-he’s-up-to-but-good-luck’ before she disappeared into the kitchen after the others.

Kai strode through the back of the restaurant, you trailing after him. The stony look on his face left no room for questions as he swung open the pantry door, waiting for you to step inside. Panic fluttered in your belly, leaving you rooted to the spot.

You've always tried to keep a low profile, contributing where needed and never seeking any special attention. There was no logical reasoning behind his anger towards you, and the fact that you had no clue of what you had actually done to piss him off made the situation all the more dangerous.

“Just get in there already,” he growled, shoving you inside roughly before stepping after you. The anger emanating from him seemed to fill the small space on its own.

“I saw your little game earlier,” he slammed the door behind him with ominous finality, “With Aerosmith.” He turned to face you, jaw rigid and eyes narrowed. Fury coming off him like a stench.

“Think I haven't noticed? Laughing alongside him, or whoever else catches your eye. Like a goddamn two-dollar whore.”

Your stomach dropped. You hadn't even considered that your interactions with other cult members might draw such scrutiny from Kai. Mind racing, you quickly replayed the conversation you'd shared with Aerosmith–No, screw that stupid nickname– Ethan earlier that day, a harmless exchange that you'd assumed was nothing more than banter.

“I didn't encourage anyone, Divine Ruler. My loyalty lies with you and your cause, I never realised-” Kai slammed an open palm against the wall beside him, causing you to flinch. 

“You never do! I don’t know if you’re playing dumb or you really are so fucking oblivious!”

His cheeks flushed with colour, nostrils flaring. A sudden terror flooded over you, that Kai might actually strike you; he’d done it to other women, after all. He seemed to notice your fearful expression, taking a moment to collect himself: a deep breath in, pinching the bridge of his nose, as if trying to ward off a headache.

When he opened his mouth again, it was in a low drawl. Menacing. Dangerously calm.

“You've always been my favourite.”

Advancing with slow, measured steps toward you, his boots echoing against the floor.

“Those missions—I gave you the most difficult ones for a reason. To toughen you up, make you stronger. I’ve made you a better, perfected version of yourself.”

Like a wolf slowly closing in on its prey.

“I've singled you out, given you my special attention,” he sighed, his voice filled with disappointment and hurt. Genuine or not, you couldn’t really tell. Looming over, he trapped you against the pantry shelves. Your faces inches apart.

“…do I really have to spell it out for you?”

He paused, taking a moment to study you, large hand lifting to cup your cheek. The gesture itself was oddly tender; that fleeting touch of intimacy. Juxtaposing his aggression mere seconds before. There was a moment that he looked like he might say something more, but then he quickly snapped out of it, breaking the spell. His hand moved down to your neck, giving it a gentle squeeze before he leaned forward, crushing his lips against yours. 

For a moment, there was just dry pressure, an awkward clash of teeth. His hands found your upper arms, hoisting you to a sitting position on the folding table. With a low growl, he forcefully worked your mouth open, coaxing your tongue against his. The acrid tang of Adderall invaded your senses, intermingling with his lust, frustration and jealousy. A gentle warmth blossomed, slowly unfurling from your lips, to your chest and ultimately settling in your belly.

His grip on you loosened briefly, tongue slipping out of your mouth as he mumbled gruffly against your lips,

“You have no idea what you do to me. No. Fucking. Clue.”

He let the words hang in the air for a second, before crashing his lips back onto yours, swallowing any further protests you might have had. Nudging your head to the side, he ravaged your neck with a series of wet kisses interspersed with sharp nips of his teeth. Mouth swiftly moving down your neck, hungrily marking any exposed patch of skin he had access to.

With one hand entangled in your hair and the other securing your waist, he systematically disheveled your composed appearance. The bruises and bite marks adorning your neck conveyed a clear message: Kai was staking his claim, marking his territory.

You were his; always have been, from the start.

Perhaps this realisation had only just dawned on you, but from the moment Kai set his sights on you, he’d already decided that you belonged to him.

To your utter bewilderment, he sank to his knees before you, staring up with those penetrating dark eyes. Pale face peeked out from behind a veil of stringy blue hair, illuminated by the dim overhead lighting which formed some sort of fucked-up blue halo. Hands finding their way to your hips, long fingers gently hooking themselves under your waistband. His throat bobbed once, a subtle rise and fall before he spoke up:

“Let me worship you,” 

Your jeans and panties fell to the floor with a muffled thud that was barely registered; the only sound was the pounding of your own heart. Kai took small intake of breath, wetting his lips as he took in the sight of your nether regions. Hands placed firmly on your knees as his head dipped between your thighs.

“Fuck.. I’ve barely even touched you and you're already drenched,” he muttered, lips grazing over the sensitive skin of your inner thigh.

You gasped, eyes fluttering open to glance down at him. His nose was gently bumping against your sex, akin to nuzzling a lover. An act that you found to be incredibly repulsive and arousing at the same time. A sudden thought made your blood run cold.

“Wait, Kai. The door—” you yelped, eyes darting nervously toward the door.

“Can't lock from the inside, yeah.” Kai finished your sentence matter-of-factly. Then he licked a hot stripe between your folds. Clenching the sleeve of your sweater, you pressed it against your mouth to stifle a moan. Praying that nobody could hear the debauchery that was occurring. 

Kai dipped his head to nibble teasingly at your clit, eliciting a small whimper. “Mhm.. you taste so fuckin..” he inhaled deeply before diving back between your thighs. “So fucking delicious,” he groaned, words reverberating against your throbbing core. 

The doorknob clicked, and you hastily tried to kick him away from you. Kai’s bruising grip on your hips was unrelenting as he continued to lap greedily between your thighs. 

Seconds later the door flew open. A shriek, followed by the clattering of a large metal bowl as it tumbled to the floor, a cloud of spices billowing into the air. Ivy Mayfair-Richards stood frozen by the doorway, her perpetually pinched-up face now flushed a bright shade of pink, eyes wide like saucers. She stumbled back, slamming the pantry door shut.

Cheeks aflame with embarrassment, you slapped your hands over face. At least it wasn't Winter, or Beverly who had walked in. The idea of either of them witnessing Divine Ruler stationed between your thighs and devouring your pussy like an ice cream cone was nothing short of mortifying. Ivy, on the other hand; you didn’t really gave a shit about. A small part of you even wished it was Meadow who had barged in. It was a pity that she had blown her own brains off just two weeks ago. Too bad, really. Too bad.

“You enjoyed that, didn't you?” Kai mumbled, as if he had read your thoughts. You could practically feel his smirk against your pussy.

“Fuck, taking my tongue so good, little slut.” He continued his attack on your cunt, a mix of kitten licks and hungry swipes. Taking his sweet time to torture you methodically. Tremors built in your thighs as he gradually picked up pace, your fingers tangling in his hair, nails digging into his scalp, which prompted a low groan from him.

You wanted to beg, plead with him to let you cum, but you also knew any words from your mouth would encourage him to do the exact opposite. 

Kai had a fine skill in both bestowing pleasure and meting out punishment. It was his way.

A soft whimper left your lips as he sucked harshly on your clit, picking up pace. It was enough to send you over the edge. You were close, painfully close. Kai seemed to know as much, because he stopped abruptly and rose to his feet when you started trembling.

“Now, not yet. This isn’t how it works.”

He spun you around roughly, forcing you to bend over the table. He kicked apart your legs and lined himself behind you. The sound of his fly being yanked open reached your ears and finally, finally, the feel of his cock; every ridge and vein rubbing tantalisingly against your dripping entrance.

“Ah.. P-please..” you groaned, trying to buck your hips backwards. No such luck. Kai had pressed the flat of his palms against your shoulders, anchoring you firmly against the table. “Please what?” he whispered, tongue flicking lazily at the lobe of your ear.

“Tell me what you want, lamb.”

The very end of his tip pressed agaist you, eliciting a whimper from your lips.

“I want.. want you inside me. Please,”

“There you go,”

The moment he slid inside, you both let out a simultaneous groan. The sensation of his hot, panting mouth at your ear, his sack smacking rhythmically against your cunt was so exquisitely sinful yet heavenly, you'd willingly descended into the deepest depths of hell for it.

“Mnngh! O-oh..-” He pressed in deeper and circled his hips, squelching inside you as more wanton moans escaped your mouth.

“You really are...” he chuckled, voice strained, “my hot little slut. So fucking greedy for daddy’s cock. You know that? I love it,” He reached around, slowly curling his fingers around your windpipe possessively.

“Tell me. Whose tight little pussy is this, huh? Who does it belong to?”

“You, divine ruler, only you- I swear!” A guttural moan ripped from your chest when his tip pressed right up against your cervix.

“That’s right. Took you so long to figure it out. That this pussy was being held in trust, aching for my cock.” He pressed himself so deep inside you could feel his every throb and twitch, his eagerness to pump you full.

“To carve out a space for myself here. Right here,” Hand sliding down to press between your hipbones, grazing against the slight bulge on your belly as his cock settled in there, where it belonged. He paused for a second to keep himself from coming too soon, tugging irritably at his balls to adjust.

As he panted into your sweat-slicked shoulder, you took the advantage to ease to your forearms and work yourself back on his cock.

Arching your back like a cat, you made languid figure eights with your hips. The wet schlick shlick sounds of your cunt swallowing his cock and your combined moaning ricocheted off the pantry walls, a steady cadence.

A downright animalistic groan escaped his lips.

“Oh my- f-fuck...”

If his gruff voice was sexy, then Kai Anderson moaning in your ear as he neared climax was a filthy, sinful delight. Abandoning all efforts to last longer, Kai went completely feral. Gauging his nails into your hips with bruising force as he scrambled for control. With each powerful thrust, the table lurched forward, tipping dangerously. You had no choice but to grip the sides, bracing yourself against it as he drove into you again and again. His movements became sloppy and less calculated as he neared his peak.

“Cum for me, babygirl,”

“Oh god… Kai!” You wailed as you reach your climax, clenching his cock tight with your slick channel as he drove into you one last time, burying himself to the hilt before releasing a torrent of thick, warm cum inside you.

He bucked his hips languidly a few more times, spending himself in a series of residual jerks inside you. Meanwhile, his hand stayed pressed to your belly, rubbing circles as his cock continued to twitch and spasm, grinding his creamy cum as deep as it could go.

Heavy breathing. Wet, sloppy kisses on the nape of your neck, your shoulder. The lingering scent of exotic spice mixed with sex heavy in the air.

“You’re mine now,” he grunted against the back of your neck.

“Fucking get used to it.” 

【𝐀/𝐍】: thanks for reading!! english is not my first language, i apologise for the grammatical/spelling errors. i really tried.

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[tootsmcscoots]

OK, so. I'm not sure if it just isn't in my circles, but I haven't seen enough people talking about Chronos' design in Hades II and I need to point out an interesting design choice or I'm going to implode. Okay? Okay.

So what do y'all know about Kintsugi? For those who don't know, Kintsugi is an art form wherein pottery that has been broken or shattered is repaired with gold.

Here is an example of a piece, notice how the gold is filling in the cracks of the pottery, not just covering them up, rhe gold is taking the place of the broken ceramics. That is the point of Kintsugi, to highlight the fractures with the gold and show that, yes, once this was broken, but the gold made it whole again and better than before.

Now, what's some baseline knowledge about Chronos? King of the Titans, ruler of Time, ate his kids, and was torn asunder by his children with his own sickle. This is where that design choice comes in.

At first, I just assumed it was just a nice little flourish in the design, he has scars from his dismembering and the scar tissue was a gold hue because of his divine blood. But no, Chronos, over however many eons he spent in Tartarus filled in his missing flesh with gold, like a piece of shattered pottery.

It just... it just works on so many levels to me. Given his personality and self-importance, he treats his body like its a piece of fine pottery repairing it as such. It also helps to show off his overwhelming nature, these wounds that took all Six of the original Olympians, hundreds of Giants, and the Hecatoncheires to inflict meant absolutely nothing in the end, only making it so that he may be more glorious still, illuminating his wounds and showing that he is truly invincible and unstoppable.

God Supergiant is so good at character design.

(Source for Pottery below cutoff)

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[skyscrapergods]

Is the Sun proud, or perhaps even envious, of the way her student can connect to mortal ponies? (Thinking specifically of the Alicorn Twilight summary post, and her being able to have in-depth conversations with multiple ponies that "can last hours")

Celestia is proud of Twilight, yes. She is not envious, as having a relationship with tiny mortals is beyond what the sun cares about. They are so small, like motes of dust. She barely even misses them. She knows she is disconnected from mortal affairs and the chasm is far too deep for her light to reach.

Which is precisely why the sun took notice of Twilight Sparkle: she saw hope for a generation of magic where it's very definition is connection with mortals. Twilight created a friend for herself out of a rock, that's how important friendship was to her. If the gods could nurture this ache, could craft her life's path around connection with her fellow ponies, then she could become a bridge between gods and mortals for eternity.

It came with some unexpected consequences though. A goddess who cares first and foremost for mortal affairs is going to disagree with the way the other goddesses ran things for millennia. Celestia and Luna installed their own budding ruler as monarch of the crystal empire. But Twilight came in, listened to the subject's wishes, and convinced Cadance and the others to step down and allow a crystal pony to lead the crystal ponies instead of a colonist.

So rather than envy, there is a certain level of irritation. Twilight is here to promote the will of the people rather than the will of the gods. It's a direct consequence of her divine essence. She is the goddess of friendship, not of the sun or moon or romance. So of course she would have different priorities than the others. She is doing exactly what she was chosen to do and so much more.

As Twilight grows, Celestia and Luna realize more and more they are disconnected from mortals, and their will in picking rulers and making laws is out of touch, confusing, and damaging. They begin work to leave the kingdom in her hooves, trusting her to handle mortal affairs for the benefit of all. They shouldn't be surprised, then, when she dismantles the monarchy and steps down herself.

It's still shocking! But by now they've learned to listen to Twilight when she tells them of her conversations with tiny, insignificant ponies. They trust her to always prioritize harmony even at the expense of her own power.

This is why she was chosen, after all. To be what the sun could not be: a friend.

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[unbidden-yidden]

I mentioned this in the tags of an earlier post, but I wanted to explain a bit more about the alienated, shattered, exiled, othered imagery of the Divine in Judaism, and how that image of the Divine speaks deeply to me as a queer, non-binary Jew.

The Shechinah, the Divine Presence, is described in feminine terms and She goes with the Jewish people into galus, exile, at the destruction of the Temple in Jerusalem. What does it mean, for us to imagine G-d as being in exile with us? It's a profound image. We are exiled from our land, from the Beis HaMikdash and the closeness to the Divine Presence that it allowed, yes. But we are not totally cut off; the grief we feel is shared by Hashem Herself as we build a sacred remnant together in the diaspora. What does it mean, for the Divine Presence to be in exile with us, instead of whole? What do we learn from the idea that the sacred feminine is broken, exiled, and alienated along with the rest of klal Yisrael from the masculine Malchus? What does it say that the world will only be perfected (takken olam) when Hashem is One and Ha-Shem is One?

There is another image of the Divine that I've described here before, the holy darkness. The sacred dark that was before the beginning, that begins our days with ma'ariv, and that teaches us the lessons of infinity as the backdrop of the universe. To me it is a beautiful image, this idea that we are all sheltering under the wings of the Shechinah - that our darkness is the protective dark of an embrace. That we are held in a sukkat shalom - a shelter of peace. Like our sukkot, this does not mean we are safe or protected from the elements, but more that our home - our true home - is under the stars, and that no matter what, we are not alone. This article had a lot more fascinating things to say about this as well.

And finally, this image of a hidden G-d, a G-d that weeps for our suffering in G-d's hidden place (mistarim), who speaks silently, in the still small voice within our hearts. There's a drash that I'm still trying to track down about this because it was from several years ago, but it was about this hidden place of Hashem that G-d retreats to in order to grieve the sorrows of the world and how, if we truly want to be close to G-d, we will sit silently in that hidden place alongside Him.

These images and metaphors for G-d are not what is typically imagined. Most concepts of G-d are majestic in scope and elevated in stature. They are filled with the piercing bright light of clarity and gilded with the gold of the Mishkan, the First Temple, and the Second Temple. But we live in a humbler time. Hashem is Avinu Malkeinu - our compassionate, forgiving Father and the Ruler of the Universe, but what does that divine concept do for us when we live in a broken and unredeemed world? How can that traditional understanding of G-d speak to us when we are calling out to G-d from the depths? And especially for those of us who are seen as broken, dwelling in darkness, often hiding our true selves, and exiled from where we belong, how much more powerful is an understanding of G-d that goes into that exile with us and holds us in our grief and hard-won joy, as we endure together?

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[cult-princess]

doggy, missionary, spooning, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, lotus, upside down, inside out, one leg up, two legs up, in public, on a spaceship, in the garden, on the grass, in a car, in the theater, in the jungle, in the hunger games, on a kitchen counter. no lube, no protection, all day, all night, from the back, from the front, upside down, sideways, in a chair, standing up, from the bed to the carpeted floor, from the kitchen to the bathroom, from the dining table to the laundry room.

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[yes-divine-ruler]

Boy Next Door

part 12: Alex’s POV

pairing: alex (from adult world) x fem!reader

CW: fluff

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"Don't you think you guys should go out on a date?"

I stood across from Amy, my arms crossed over my chest as I leaned a hip against the front counter. I had been keeping my work colleague, Amy, up-to-date on my current situation-ship with Y/N. She was so excited for me to come into work every day and give her the spiel, that she bombarded me with questions every-time I'd walk through the door.

"Yeah, I think we should," I took into deep consideration her suggestion, realising that apart from walking Weston, hanging out at our apartments and grocery shopping, we hadn't been anywhere formally. I had to admit, I wasn't a formal person, I never really took anything too seriously.

"Go to the new restaurant down the road from here, it looks fun, or maybe a movie? I dont know what does she like?" Amy asked, stacking porn magazines into our sliding glass door shelving.

"I don't-" it dawned on me that I wasn't really too sure what she liked, apart from cooking, and hanging out at home. She seemed like she came from money, and if I'm being honest, totally innocent and naive. I wasn't even sure what kind of movie she'd like and we'd spent so much time together over the last few weeks.

"I don't really know," I confessed, rubbing a hand over my face and greeting a customer as they walked in. I flashed them a big smile but, inside I was nervous and kind of concerned with this new revelation.

I really liked Y/N, we seemed almost polar opposites, but we got on like a house on fire. She taught me how to be responsible, more mature and adult like, and I showed her how to... orgasm and smoke weed?

"A safe bet would be dinner, but I'm sure she'll like anything you plan. She seems to really like you," Amy was good at putting my anxieties at ease, and I really appreciated her reassurance.

"Thanks Ams," I shot her a genuine smile, ruffling her hair as I passed her to serve our lone customer.

—-

"What do you want?" Y/N was good at humbling me when I came to her door shirtless with my hair wet at random times in the evening. She always looked good, her hair over her shoulder, her lips curled into a mischievous grin. She wasn't as hard to crack as I originally thought though, but she was still keeping me on my toes even after all this time.

"I have a proposition, my little squirter," I felt like I was always risking upsetting her with my playfulness, but maybe she was getting used to it, because she only rolled her eyes in response.

"What might that be?" Her cheeks were now a hue of red, and I know that I did a good job at flustering her. She was so easy to work up.

"Dinner, maybe movie after?" After much deliberation I decided that maybe I'd go out on a whim and go with both options so that if one disappointed, there was always the other to fall back on.

But like Amy had said, Y/N's eyes sparkled with intrigue and her lips formed into a little smile. Her smile only made me smile more; it was so contagious. I raised my eyebrows waiting for a response, tapping my wrist with my forefinger to let her know she was taking her time.

"Okay-" she tucked a sole strand of her hair behind her ear, tucking her bottom lip between her teeth, "what time?"

"7? Movie is at 8.30," I knew she liked when I was forward and took charge. I was always like that anyway, I didn't like fucking around to try and come to a plan.

"Okay, see you then," she closed the door as I saluted her, and walked back to my apartment to change my clothes and maybe have a bowl or two. I hadn't been on a proper date in years, and I didn't want to fuck this up. The pot should be able to calm the nerves that were rampant in my stomach like a swarm of giant butterflies.

—-

"What movie have you been wanting to see?" I hadn't revealed to Y/N what movie we were watching because frankly, I hadn't chosen one. Call me a genius, but I thought I'd just buy the tickets there so that the movie definitely couldn't disappoint.

The restaurant I'd taken her to was the one Amy had suggested, fairly new and actually quite hipster. I should've known she'd suggest something so alternative, when she told me I'd have to really look out for it because it was off the beaten track. I was worried enough when they didn't answer the phone to book a reservation, let alone have to scour the Main Street for its location.

"Nothing really calls out to me, maybe the new rom-com," she smirked at me as if she knew I'd hate having to sit through a romantic comedy, but she was dearly wrong.

"I've been looking at that too, sounds cool," I smirked back when she pouted in defeat. She was just too cute.

"How's the food?" I looked down at the supposed lasagna on my plate, that had been unnecessarily deconstructed to look different. To say it didn't look too appetising was an understatement. I couldn't wait to devour a large popcorn and a pack of Reese's in the theatre.

"Pretty good," she was simple in her response, but I'd noticed she hadn't eaten as much as I did. I knew she didn't want to be rude, I was paying an abnormally big price for two unpalatable meals, and she already felt bad pushing it around mindlessly on her plate with her fork.

"You don't have to lie to me you know? You can say it's shit," I let out a laugh, not caring even an ounce that she didn't enjoy her meal because I didn't either.

"Okay," she pushed her plate into the middle of the table with a light giggle, "it's shit."

"Good," I let out a sigh of relief, "let's head to the earlier screening then, I can't even tell who's working here and who's a patron."

She held my hand tightly as we left the restaurant. Her palm was slightly clammy, but I didn't mind it. She was probably intimidated by the sight of the dingy alleyway that led us back to the street from the restaurant. Even in such dim lighting she looked undeniably beautiful, and honestly, all I could think about was making her cum again.

"Alex?"

She gave my hand a squeeze to bring me back to reality, looking up at me all doe-eyed and almost concerned. I didn't realise that I'd fallen victim to my x-rated thoughts.

"2 tickets to.. that one please," I found it too embarrassing to say the actual name of the movie, opting to point to the movie poster above our heads instead.

The guy behind the counter gave me a slight scoff before going to print our tickets. I almost wanted to punch him just for looking at me like that. It wasn't a side of me that Y/N had ever seen before and I was hoping to keep it that way. I took a deep breath, smiling through grit teeth as I snatched our tickets and led her to the snack station.

"What was that about?" She asked me, giving my hand another squeeze. She was too smart to let anything slide passed her, and for that I only adored her more. I was never really a relationship guy, I always just slept around, preferring to having my fun and then not have to wake up next to them in the morning. But something about Y/N made me want to wake up next to her and stroke her hair and make her breakfast in bed. It was a weird feeling to say the least and I didn't know how to push it back down.

"Oh nothing, he was just scoffing like an idiot, I'm not gonna stand for that shit," I was entirely honest with her, and she seemed to agree when she nodded her head.

"Yeah what was his problem?" She let out a tiny chuckle as my eyes bugged out at the sight of the popcorn, bursting from their cardboard boxes and spilling with golden-buttery-crunchy goodness. I had to grab two, and maybe that was me changing the subject, but it worked.

She followed me as I paid, grabbing a measly bottle of cold water and setting it down next to my mega-sized coke and raspberry slushy. It was almost ironic, our drinks perfectly representing our person.

She was already snacking on her popcorn, holding both boxes to her chest and trying to eat the pieces that were falling from the top. She looked like a little mouse, but in a cute way.

"Okay Stewart Little, save some for the movie," I joked, as we slid through the aisle and sat in our designated seats, way up the top and right in the back corner. Why would I want to sit anywhere else?

"Shut up Alex," she snapped back, as the previews started and she snuggled up to my side. I held my breath as I wrapped an arm around her shoulder, seeing if it would stop the hard thumping in my chest. I was always afraid she'd hear it and know how I was feeling. Why was I so afraid to show my feelings?

"Thanks for taking me out on a date, Alex," she smiled with her pearly whites and it was almost all I could notice illuminated by the movie screen.

"You're welcome sweetheart," I had to keep it cool, turning back to the screen and digging my hand in the popcorn, pretending I didn't notice the way her face heated up. My god, was she probably going to be the death of me.

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[marchswifey]

Kai Anderson’s NSFW alphabet

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

You don't get any, go to bed, all he's going to do is say ‘I love you. good night bitch’ or something like that

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

On himself he likes his hands, he loves squeezing your ass with his big hands. On you he likes your ass, he loves to slap it and he probably just likes to look at it

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

Kai likes a lot to cum on your ass or on the bottom of your stomach, but when you suck it he likes when you swallow it. He basically loves to cum everywhere to get you dirty

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He secretly has an album of your nudes :)

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Kai has had a lot of bitches before you so he’s a lot experienced.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

He loves doggy style because he gets a big veiw of your ass and has full control

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

NO he’s very serious, the most goofy you'll have is him teasing you

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Doesn't do anything, he just leaves it there

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.)

For him it depends. He can be one day then not the next day. It depends on his mood

J = Jack off (Masturbation Headcanon)

As I said he has a secret album of you so yees, but not often

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Everything he will do everything.

Pet kink, degrading kink, bondage, breeding kink, & more

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

He will do it everywhere to be honest, but his favorite place to do it is in the shower

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Your ass, he finds it hot

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He'll do anything to you

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He prefers to receive he just likes to see you on your knees chocking on it

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He is very fast and rough with you, he loves to make you scream and if you ask him to slow down he will surely accelerate his pace.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Yes, if he's feeling excited and just wants you for a bit, he'll make a quikie

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

He can be quite risky, he's not afraid of being caught "I'm the divine ruler, I can do whatever I want".

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

He work out so he has a good endurance

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Yes, he owns so many

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

A lot. He will tease you all day and then fuck the life out of you at night



V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He actually only moans when you suck it, but they're very soft the rest of the time he growls or grunts

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon for the character)

Sometimes he records you two having sex

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s a 8 inches, very thick

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is through the roof. He will fuck any time he can and wherever he can

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Usually he just rolls over to his side and fall asleep but if he’s (rarely) feeling a bit romantic he will push you to his chest, in the morning you’d wake up alone in the room though because he’s already awake making plans for the cult

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[little-ratsnake]

Thinking about Scaramouche in SAGAU.

Because he is. He is one of, if not, the best characters to deal with in SAGAU because of his complex character and beliefs lining up beautifully with how SAGAU works.

Scaramouche, I'll be calling him that for now because it's more natural than Wanderer for me, would not be an acolyte. He would not be religious. The idea of a Creator is ridiculous to him. He wasn't given life by some unknown force, he was created by an absent ruler and thrown away by said ruler.

In my version of SAGAU, where the player is a Guide rather than a Creator, he can't deny their existence. He's seen Childe's sudden boost in power, the Traveler's abilities in person, and the almost divine weapons being given to the chosen are no joke either.

But he finds them, and their vessels, to be pathetic. If you were truly strong, you wouldn't need the help of an interdimensional being to prove your worth. He doesn't like the idea of being pitied, and perhaps that's why he detests the idea of a Guide.

So imagine his surprise when turns out, he was a favorite of yours all along. Your personal favorite, in fact.

He laughs at the idea. Him? A murderer who'd killed your beloved Traveler's friends, and more? Your favorite? If anything, he's even more inclined to dislike you. After all, what sort of benevolent god adores those who hurt their believers?

He mocks you when you find him irritating, claiming that if he really was your favorite, you'd accept him without being annoyed. You only tug his cheek in response, not giving him the satisfaction of seeing you lose it and turn him into a stress toy.

Scaramouche doesn't mind being wanted, especially if it's by the person that the universe adores. He doesn't dislike the little glances you give him, the way you lighten up when you see him coming your way. He most certainly doesn't hate the way the Traveler glowers at him, angry that their Guide would love a little cretin such as himself.

Scaramouche doesn't worship you. He doesn't kiss your feet, he doesn't fawn over the dirt you walk on.

If anything, he's kind of scared.

Because you know him. You've been inside his mind. You know his secrets, his past, his insecurities and his hatreds. You've seen him when he was weak, vulnerable.

And he does not like being vulnerable.

Maybe that's why he ramps up the bratty behavior whenever you're around. Maybe that's why he's more of an asshole to you than anyone else. Maybe that's why he threatens to bite your fingers off, but never does.

It's to drive you off, to stomp on that favoritism. He could've manipulated you, yes. He could've laughed in the faces of the archons as their Guide clearly favors him, a mere throwaway.

But he doesn't.

So when you hold his face gingerly, smiling at him like he's the world and more, he doesn't know how to respond.

Rather, he grabs your wrists, pushing you away (gingerly, I might add).

He runs. He flees. He flies away to the highest peak of Dragonspine, to the darkest depths of the Chasm.

Because he'd rather be alone than confront the emotions he'd left behind.

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