Anonymous asked: hi!! can i please request some windbreakers?? i've seen a few of the rly cute pastel ones on storenvy but i can't find anything like them on ali :/ thank you!!
Divination is a complex art, even though sometimes it doesn’t look like it. As you all know, I do tarot readings and I noticed how this particular method of clairvoyance gets the same reaction as a piece of contemporary art: people look at me and say I could have done it myself, or something along the lines, to which it’s hard not to reply with a Fuck off, why don’t you do it then?
I must admit that when I first got into tarot reading, doubting my abilities was somehow legit, since I kept using just a single tarot spread to answer whatever question I got and the answers didn’t always stick to what I needed to know. Luckily, in the last few years I’ve improved my technique. But how did I reach my level of expertise?
I changed my perspective on tarots. This was really the first step. At the beginning of my practice the idea I had on tarot reading was completely different. The questions I usually asked all regarded my future, so I made readings whenever I had no idea about how things would turn. Don’t get me wrong, that is still divination, there is nothing wrong in it. But at the point tarot readings to me were just a game I’d like to play when I was bored and all alone or during sleepovers with my friends. Let’s see if he is gonna kiss me this weekend, and I was all ready to throw a tarot spread. It took a lot of years to understand that in tarots there is more than that. When you ask something to tarot cards what you are actually doing is asking for a consult, as if you were in a therapist’s office or talking with a helpline. Tarots gives advice. Which means you have to talk to them heart-to-heart and listen to their words accordingly.
I made tarot readings personal. Whenever a friend asked me for a consult, I wanted to give them the most accurate response there could possibly be. And in order to do that, I couldn’t just use that one and only tarot spread I knew, but I had to choose a spread that was specific to the case. So I decided it was time to start creating them all by myself and it turned out it wasn’t as hard as it seemed to be as long as you keep in mind these simple rules:
🔮 You need to understand where the Consultant mentally is, what they are facing in that moment, where does the question actually come from. Even when people say they just want to investigate their future, their desire probably comes out of something that buggers them. 🔮 You have to turn the Consultant’s request into a series of simple questions, that can help you get the hang of the situation. If the Consultant can’t find a job, I don’t ask the tarots the when’s and the if’s. Instead, I ask why they are blocked in the situation and what they can do to overcome the problem. 🔮 You should choose a layout that helps you get into the right mindset. Avoiding banalities (a heart-shaped layout for a spread about love can be a little too cliche), you can choose a shape that reminds you of the things you are inquiring on, like a Cupid’s bow if you’re asking about new love interests.
I turned off my rationality. As I said before divination really is an art form and, as most of the art forms, it’s easier to understand it if you don’t look at it through the eye of intellect. It might seems illogical, but that is the best way to let the meaning of the cards gets to you. No prejudice, no preconceptions. Sometimes the response could be hard to accept and that’s why I avoid to do readings about controversial or sensible matters.
Did I really become a pro in tarot readings? There aren’t any tips or tricks to be brilliant at it. It takes time and exercise, and even after decades of practice you’ll find you still have a lot to learn. Some people have a natural inclination, other requires more effort instead. But if you’re receptive enough, tarots will disclose their secrets to you without a hitch.
Just got this spooky deck by Llewellyn (2004, out of print)! I bought my copy second-hand so the box is a little rough but still good :)
First Impressions:
-The box inside of the box is very plain
-The deck and little guidebook are in both english and spanish
-It comes with a little card that has a spread on it and a notecard on care
-The deck also comes with a little black mesh bag
-One of the cards I THINK is a misprint? As all of the cards have the number, name and spanish translation, DEATH did not. While it bothers me a bit, it’s not worth making a big fuss over.
-The suits in the minor arcana are all kind of plain, following the same pattern. If its 6 of the suit, there 6 symbols on it without much extra art.
-The suits are pistols, (video) reels, pens, and coffins
-The Major Arcana is prettier than the minor with much more detail
-The cardstock is a bit thin, which I personally like. Means easier to shuffle :)
I first met Rose back in May during a business trip, but I literally had thirty minutes before I had to check out of my hotel. So naturally after hugging and getting to know each other a little bit, we started making out, I showed her my comfy hotel bed, and I quickly fingered her before she jacked me off, moaning into my ear about how much she wanted “Daddy to cum.”
I was pretty smitten. Things just felt so effortless, so we’d sext back and forth for a while, swapping vids, just overall playing for each other on like a long distance friends with benefits basis. At some point in time when I was groaning and stroking my thick tan dick for her, I growled
“You need to come visit me some weekend,”
“Next?” She offered coyly.
And plans were made.
Rose actually arrived early Friday morning, at like 2 AM. Which she honestly made some pretty good time from when she was leaving to come to my place. We chilled on my couch, relaxing, just enjoying the fact that we weren’t particularly rushed by anything. After binge watching the pilot episode of one of my favorite teen dramas, she quickly leapt against me, kissing me deeply and running a hand down my stomach to play with my ever-hardening dick.
She sucked my cock as I bit her lip and neck, and we eventually meandered to the bedrooms to fuck for the first time, and it was pretty perfect.
I know, I know. You’re thinking that I’m blah blah blah-in through the details, but this past week was so consistently sexual that I wanted to highlight one of my favorite moments.
The next day she was draping her ivory legs across my lap, and I couldn’t keep my hands off her. In between episodes we’d kiss hotly and roughly, and she made the mistake of trying to match me in lip bite intensity. I wrapped my fingers around her throat and bit down for about 10 seconds before moving her over my lap, slapping her ass hard as I pulled her short shorts tight against her. Her lily-white butt cheeks were so innocently exposed to me, as she felt my cock harden underneath her.
That white skin quickly because red as I spanked each cheek, back and forth.
“Daddy,” she moaned out in between spanks, “please let me ride your cock.”
She shifted in my lap as much as possible, just trying to feel how hard and throbbing I was.
“No,” I said simply.
But, stubborn as she was, she kept asking, and I kept spanking.
Harder.
And harder.
And harder.
Until I felt she had been punished for her wanton lust enough…and until I felt ready to truly fuck her the way she deserved.
“Get a condom,” I commanded as she eagerly bounded off of me and ran into my bedroom. I leaned back and casually stroked my thickness, as I worked myself out of my shorts.
She handed me the condom as she stripped out of her shorts and shirt, and eagerly crawled into my lap as I slid it on.
“Mhmmm fuck Daddy,” she moaned out as she sank slowly onto my length.
This girl is incredibly tight. Like fuck. My cock fits her like a glove.
I reached down to rub her clit as I played with her tits and she tried to ride me without succumbing to too much pleasure, but, well, like I said the dick fit her like a glove. Her hands were digging into my shoulders and she moaned our breathier and breathier.
“Can we go to the bed, please?” She asked as I smiled and nodded. Gleefully, she bounded off of me into the other room, kneeling on my bed as I headed in to lay down.
She lost herself on my cock in a variety of ways, riding me, grinding against me, and just sitting there feeling me throb. I just smiled up and grabbed her tits, occasionally humping in rhythm with her. At some point in time through the waves of orgasms she wound down, breathing heavily.
“Daddy? Please fuck me,”
I cracked a wry grin.
“You really want that?”
She bit her lip, looking down at me all lustfully helpless. And she giggled like the perfect little princess when I shoved her onto her back and sank in. My cock filled her up as she wrapped her legs around me and kissed me warmly.
I pumped in and out, casually and slowly, as she moaned underneath me. And when she asked for it harder and faster I definitively sank in. And out. And in, and out, before picking up speed and filling the room with sounds of our skin slapping and my heavy balls hitting the bottom of her pussy.
As I felt her cunt choke my cock through another orgasm I felt myself get closer than ever. I moaned out how close I was and she quickly was begging for Daddy’s cum once again. I slowed to a stop, dumping a load into the condom as I pulled out, kissing her softly and holding her tight.
We lazily fucked the rest of the weekend, but like I said this was a wonderful high point.
cool idea i had!! music inspired by what gerard listened to or might have listened to at the time. full playlist beneath the cut (ps it is very long beware)
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