[Gemini Archetype OC]

Gemini season [May 21st - June 20th] ushers in an air of its actually not that deep. Ruled by the Trickster, Gemini carries an aura of mischief, often represented as two juxtaposed forces.

The twins.

While the twins of Gemini may have differing approaches, I assure you that when they set their sights on the same goal they become a very Dangerous Duo.

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Tenra expected the halls of the old Millcrest Castle to be darker, dirtier, maybe even stinkier. When she and her partner, Xan, had agreed to investigate the recent influx of unexplained calamity, she never considered it would lead her to a vast and empty throne room. It certainly never crossed her mind that she'd be staring at a set of twins who couldn't be more than half her age.

One twin, crowned in blond with wide blue eyes and a smile as bright as the sun. The other, far more stern in her gaze with blond locks that just barely betrayed her youth.

The twins had revealed their secret, the source of the recent catastrophes. Unseen creatures terrorizing countries all across Animathia, forces just barely kept at bay by the grace of the Goddesses who have now become stretched quite thin.

The twins elaborated on their trinket with glee, vaguely explaining the appearance of powerful and baneful new Gods citing causality and entanglements between worlds.

The Omnus.

Taurus season ends today and she bids you farewell with the reminder that life is an artful sensual experience but moderation is key. In the coming weeks things may feel lighter because the twins are coming to challenge your mind in the best way possible.

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[Taurus Archetype OC Part II]

Taurus Season [April 20th - May 20th] is coming to a close so today we offer a master Artisan who practices indulgence as an act of devotion.

There are always two sides to every coin and as they say; moderation is key.

Part I of Taurus season brought us Dragon who is more than pleased to rest on her laurels while collecting her dues, no matter the cost.

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Mistwood's Newest Addition is Rolling in the Dough!

By Hera Thorne, The Mistwood Press

When the unmistakable scent of caramelized apples and roasted hazelnuts wafts into the town square, the residents of Mistwood know that The Wildflour Bakery is open for business! Newcomer Flora has made it her business to teach Mistwood a thing or two about the fine culinary arts and the beauty of a morning ritual rooted in your senses. I had the absolute pleasure of sitting down with the Tiefling artisan behind the counter to talk technique, texture, and how she became the talk of the town.

Hera: Welcome to Mistwood, Flora! I have to tell you, the entire press room has been fueled entirely by your almond croissants this week. We are so happy to have you here.

Flora: (Laughs, adjusting her flour dusted apron) Thank you, Hera. Honestly, you'd think it would be scary seeing the locals at the door before the coffee even starts brewing. But I feel so honored to be welcomed to Mistwood.

Hera: You know, I remember the buzz about The Wildflour Bakery kicked up as soon as you hung that open sign. You snuck in and dove straight into the hearth! Was baking always your calling even before Mistwood?

Flora: Well, my parents are passionate florists. I never left the greenhouse as a child and while I did love it, when they expected me to follow the family roots... I quickly realized my passion wasn't in the bouquet. I grew up surrounded by delicate velvety petals but they never spoke to me quite like fresh silken flour. I chose the name Wildflour as a nod to them though.

Hera: That is a beautiful compromise. Your respect for your lineage and craft are deeply admirable. I think the people of Mistwood can taste that love and devotion when they indulge in the rich softness of your pastries. What's your secret to creating these experiences for people?

Flora: Time and quality. I refuse to compromise on either of those things. Just like coming to The Wildflour has become a ritual for the folks in Mistwood, baking is a ritual for me. It brings me a sense of peace when I spend hours sourcing the rye from the Northern Valleys and the fruit from this tiny southern town called Rheva. When my fingers work the dough and watch it rise like the morning sun I feel at home. When you bite into a pastry, you shouldn't just taste sugar. You should taste the sweetened crystals glossed in between the flaky layers, glazed in butter and paired with the sweetest, creamiest coffee known to man. It's not just a croissant or a cream puff, it's an indulgent experience.

Hera: Indulgence is definitely the word. (Nodding warmly) Flora, you've captured our hearts and stomachs all at once. We do hope you'll plant roots here for years to come. Before we let you get back to your ovens, do you have any parting words for fans of The Wildflour Bakery?

Flora: Just this: however you spend your days, make at least part of it a visceral, sensory experience. Don't rush through life and miss the beautiful things. Savor the scent of the coffee, feel the weight of the bread in your hands, and feed your soul with something made with care.

Your body is here to be lived in and life is too short for cheap ingredients.

[Taurus Archetype OC Part I]

Taurus Season [April 20th - May 20th] tempts us to indulge in the sweetest finery the world has to offer. Due to the nature of Venus, Taurus often runs the risk of unbridled indulgence.

There are always two sides to every coin and as they say; moderation is key.

Part I of Taurus season brings us Dragon who is more than pleased to rest on her laurels while collecting her dues, no matter the cost.

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They say a dangerous creature lies dormant within the Mistwood Pass. Behind the trees, beyond the brush, and within the hulking Mistwood Mountain lurks a shadow that feeds on the purity of children's souls. She peers out into the pass, waiting for the naughty children who disobey their parents so she can snatch them up and chew on their bones…

It's a bit of lovely, dramatic fiction, if you ask me. I have no interest in children. I find them quite sticky and loud, not worth the hassle for the price they fetch. But if the parents of Mistwood want to pay me in jewels, silks, and coin to be their neighborhood boogeyman, then who am I to turn down such a lucrative offer?

I listen as their tiny feet quicken across the Mountain Pass. Hearts beating thunderously as the weight of their past transgressions sit heavy in their chest. They pray the Mistwood Shadow Dragon can't smell their fear.

I can.

But beneath that sour odor is the visceral memory of saccharine sweets, savory meats, and the bitterest wine a dragon could handle. As the nervous pace draws further away, it's replaced by the faint tinkling of a heavy coin purse on its way to my hoard.

They think they're buying the blessing of a Terrasynn Sister. I let them think it.

I bear no greater divine power than any other centuries old dragon but the agreement is mutually beneficial.

They get the threat of harm to shape their children into obedience, while I get to swim in a hoard that grows heavier with every lie they tell.

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Sleight of Hand Persuasion History Perception

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Title: Lying For Your Life Series: Baldur's Gate 3 Pairing: Karlach (Sajora) x Tav Summary: "Karlach… What's it like… Being with someone like me? Someone who can…. See?" She murmured.

The quiet chatter of camp companions had begun to fall into hushed whispers as the party departed to sleep, one by one. A few feet away, watching the moonlight shimmer across the waters surface, sat Karlach and Sajora. Theirs bodies pressed close, thighs just barely touching, as their breathing flowed in gentle synchrony.

Karlach loved evenings like this. Even amongst the chaos of looking for a cure for brain eating tadpoles... She could have these moments of softness with someone she'd come to love dearly.

Sajora had her quirks, of course. And by quirks, she meant an ability to see infinite timelines and possibilities around her. Sajora saw things before they happened, after they happened, and while they happened somewhere else all at the same time... But her body always stayed put.

Karlach had come to notice when her body stayed but her mind strayed. She would get this empty look in her eyes even though she was still moving. It was as though her soul was gone, off into another timeline or reality. Recognizing the sudden distance made Karlach rather uneasy.

What if one day she didn't come back?

After a few moments of silence, the companions having all retired to their tents, Sajora spoke up. Her voice was soft and somewhat lost. Karlach could tell she was struggling to come back to the present.

"Karlach... What's it like... Being with someone like me? Someone who can.... See?" She murmured.

Karlach glanced down at her partner, her silvery eyes were trained on the mirrored moonlight of the water. A deep sense of dread threatened to consume her, but she also knew that if Sajora was asking then she wasn’t lost. She just needed help finding her way back.

As Karlach leaned into her wizard wife, she spoke softly. "Being with someone who can See ... Its comforting in some ways. It used to be more distressing, like somehow I'd lost control. Like you had power over me or knew things that I couldn't know."

She felt Sajora stir slightly, her soul resting back into her body like color returning to her cheeks. She filled her lungs with air, trying to flex her fingers as Karlach continued softly.

"But you've never weaponized your sight. Especially not against me. You've protected me relentlessly, found me in every reality possible... Sajora, I've been blessed by your sight. By you."

Sajora took a deep breath and released it, along with the weight of a million possibilities, even those that had long passed. Her eyes refocused as the heat of Karlach's infernal engine bled into her awareness once more. She looked up to the moon, wiggling her toes in the dirt beneath them before looking up at Karlach.

"Welcome back, soldier." She smiled.

As the diviner laid her head on Karlach's shoulder, she leaned further into the weight of her partner. Karlach was always so real, so warm and so bright. It was easier to forget the chains of the past, present, and future with someone like her close by.

"Ever since I told you the truth... I've been afraid that you'd think I was a freak. I don't want to see things... I just don't have a choice. And Ill always respect your autonomy, Karlach. I hope you know that." Sajora said solemnly.

Sajora felt a strong and warm arm wrap around her waist as she was pulled closer to Karlach’s chest.

Aries Season [March 20th - April 19th] is upon us, and the first sign of the zodiac arrives with a sharpened blade. As the child of Mars, this energy presents in many ways: the heavy burden of the pioneer and the relentless hunger of the conqueror.

In honor of Aries season, I’m exploring two sides of the Aries coin. One, a Blood Mage who has traded her humanity for the power to control her own fate.

The other, a General haunted by the future she fights to change.

Which path calls to you? The sacrifice or the ambition?

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When one is not blessed by the divine, yet seeks power and control, they will do whatever it takes to claim what they desire.

Cursed not by the weight of a divine burden, but rather by the hindrance of her own mortality, Brinda shamelessly spills the life she wields as a weapon.

Her philosophy is simple:

think once, cut twice.

Stolen Gift: Sanguine Siphon

The forbidden art of weaving life-force into weaponry; power bought with the ultimate currency

Current Objective:

Win.

Character Stats

Aggression: 10/10

A relentless drive for dominance that refuses to acknowledge the word "yield."

Regret: 0/10

A conscience wiped clean; she views every drop spilled as a necessary investment.

Empathy: 1/10

A flickering ember of humanity, long since smothered by the cold pursuit of power.

Combat Rank: Master

Aries Season [March 20th - April 19th] is upon us, and the first sign of the zodiac arrives with a sharpened blade. As the child of Mars, this energy presents in many ways: the heavy burden of the pioneer and the relentless hunger of the conqueror.

In honor of Aries season, I’m exploring two sides of the Aries coin. One, a General haunted by the future she fights to change.

The other, a Blood Mage who has traded her humanity for the power to control her own fate. [Coming Soon]

Which path calls to you? The sacrifice or the ambition?

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She dares not sleep, for behind her eyes lies the reality of all that she avoids.

She waits for the night in which the future in her dreams paints a new picture: one where lives aren’t lost; where blood doesn’t rain from the skies or skinless bones scatter among the streets.

And at the center she no longer stands, helpless against the aftermath of the Ragnarok she could not prevent.

Divine Curse: Future's Echo

In her sleep, Sovella walks the battlefields of tomorrow, returning with the weight of every life she cannot save.

Current Objective:

Delay the Inevitable

Character Stats

Insight: 10/10

A divine curse forces the weight of future visions upon her mind.

Vitality: 4/10

The grueling toll of chronic insomnia as she fights to stay awake.

Willpower: 8/10

Fueled by the horrors of her dreams, she is driven by a desperate resolve to change them.

Combat: S-Rank

Title: Lying For Your Life Series: Baldur's Gate 3 Pairing: Karlach (Sajora) x Tav Summary: Divination Wizard Sajora sees infinite timelines and possibilities. She’s also seen Karlach die far too many times and is now determined to save her. Dodging fate wasn’t really what she had in mind she had wished to live in more interesting times but here she is (again).

Who knew the snapping of such a small twig could sound like a thousand drums all banging in Sajora’s head at once. Her eyes widened in fear as Karlach, wreathed in flames, whipped her head around and watched the wizard with wild eyes.

Sajora failed to steady her breathing; she’d dreamed of this before. A moment in time where she startled Karlach just as she’d lost control. Sajora never woke up from that dream.

Perhaps it was the way her hands trembled at her sides, or the fear bubbling up her throat that made her eyes burn with tears. Either way, Karlach’s flames died down and her expression softened.

“You don’t look like a Paladin… or a Blade…” she murmured, scanning Sajora’s dingy wizard robes.

She shook her head, not daring to speak just yet.

Karlach frowned. “Ah hell, you looked terrified. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. I-” she sighed heavily and looked to the sky. “Did you fall out of that ship too?”

Sajora bit her lip. She’d rehearsed this many times before but lying was not her strong suit. She had always been the one who told the truth, even when others wanted the gentle caress of lies. But in this case, she had no choice but to lie to Karlach in order for them both to make it out alive.

When Sajora nodded silently, she felt acid pool in her stomach.

Starting off by lying to your soulmate, huh? You’re doing exceptionally well in this run, aren’t you?

Her mind hissed at her and she fought the urge to sneer back.

Instead, Sajora took in a deep breath to steady herself. She really didn’t have a choice here. What could she tell Karlach?

Oh, me? No, I didn’t fall from that ship. I don’t have a brain eating tadpole in my head either. But what I do have is an undying love for you and a soul that sees into every timeline imaginable. And I know that there are more realities where you don’t make it out of this alive than you do. And I know I can’t let that happen again.

“Shit… I didn’t think they’d take someone as small and soft as you. What the hell kind of army were they trying to make?” Karlach laughed, trying to ease the tension with humor. As she always had.

Sajora’s heart felt safer in Karlach’s presence and within a few moments, the acid in her stomach eased to a slightly nauseous sensation. At least she was no longer in danger of losing her footing… or her head based on the way Karlach’s hand had gone for her greataxe.

“We’d better shove off and try to find a way to get this thing out of our heads, yeah? I hear they move quick so we’d better be quicker.” Karlach’s tone was cheery, her feet light, but Sajora had spent enough lifetimes beside Karlach to sense the anxiety brewing beneath her horns.

“Wait.” Sajora finally croaked, falling in step behind Karlach. “My name is Sajora.”

Karlach stopped short and turned to the drow with furrowed brows. “Sajora…” she murmured before nodding, satisfaction on her tongue. “I’m Karlach!” she smiled.

Sajora nodded and smiled back.

I know things are really bad right now. So many of us are struggling with witnessing atrocities and then having to go to work like it's normal.

At the risk of sounding conspiratorial, I think that the government floods us with constant turmoil to keep our nervous systems in fight or flight mode so that this feeling of helplessness never leaves. And when we're constantly triggered, our prefrontal cortex (logical brain) shuts off. It's how our brains work.

It's hard to accept the level of helplessness that comes with drowning in our feelings and that's completely normal.

The system (capitalism) was designed to do this. Even when WW3 isn't knocking at our doors.

Give your nervous system a break. Designate some crying time (it's a regulation tool for our bodies, I'm done with cry shaming) and limit news/social media. Drink water and get air/sunshine. It sounds basic, I know. I wish there was a better answer.

I know it's hard but we do have to go back to functioning and caring for ourselves the next day. Because if we don't, who's gonna be here to fix things when those assholes finally die off?

~SKZ Astro Analysis Part 1~

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Note: This is by no means an exhaustive analysis of the members. It's just a few dots I connected when looking at their charts! This post is for fun and reflects my experience/opinions of the members.

Bang Chan

Libra Sun, Libra Moon, Libra Mercury, Scorpio Venus, Sagittarius Mars

Libra is often reduced to “peace and harmony,” but at its core it’s about justice. About equilibrium that feels fair. Chan carries that effortlessly as the leader of SKZ. The charm is obvious. The diplomacy is obvious. But underneath that is a very clear internal compass. With three personal planets in Libra, he doesn’t just mediate chaos, he calibrates it. There’s an instinct in him to restore balance when things tip too far in any direction.

And then there’s the Sagittarius Mars.

If Libra is the scale, Sagittarius is the arrow. A tip wreathed in flame; Not reckless, not explosive, but principled. Mars in Sagittarius is driven by growth, by truth, by expansion. It wants movement that means something. On paper, Libra’s careful weighing and Sagittarius’ blunt honesty could clash. But in practice, it creates someone who can push forward without destabilizing the foundation. Progress, presented in a way people can actually receive.

Now we need to talk about the Scorpio Venus. I will admit upfront that I am biased. I love Scorpio placements, especially Venus. As a Scorpio Rising with a stellium, I am not pretending neutrality here.

Scorpio does not do anything halfway, and when Venus moves through that terrain, love becomes devotion. Loyalty becomes protective. There have been plenty of comments over the years about the shift in Chan’s aura when he’s angry. I don’t think that’s accidental. Scorpio energy carries an undercurrent of intensity that doesn’t need to be loud to be felt.

Transformation is rarely soft. Rebirth requires something to end first. That energy isn’t always visible on him, but it’s there. He doesn’t broadcast it. He doesn’t weaponize it casually. But make no mistake, that dog can and will bite. And with Venus in Scorpio, interfering with the well-being of those he loves, the integrity of his work, or the love of stay is a great way to incur his wrath.

Lee Know

Scorpio Sun, Sagittarius Moon, Scorpio Mercury, Scorpio Venus, Virgo Mars

Here we find another stellium, but this time it lives in Scorpio. And if you want to understand Scorpio without the Instagram filter, look at Lee Know. Earlier I mentioned that heavy, undercurrent energy Scorpio carries. The kind that doesn’t announce itself but absolutely shifts the temperature of a room. That’s here. He’s a kind of weird that doesn’t care and maybe even delights in your squeamishness. 

Scorpio isn’t just “dark.” It’s perceptive. Strategic. It studies before it strikes. With multiple personal planets in this sign, there’s an instinct to observe first and react later. There is a controlled intensity here and likely an intense need to control. The weirdness mentioned before? That’s the intensity, escaping its cage only for a moment. Scorpio depth refuses to flatten itself and while I resonate with that deeply, I recognize this energy can feel exposing to people who prefer things light and easy.

Then we have the Sagittarius Moon.

Internally, that changes the flavor. Sagittarius Moons need honesty like oxygen. There’s a philosophical streak there, a need to understand life rather than just survive it. It gives him an internal compass that values truth over politeness. Scorpio may keep the cards close to the chest, but Sagittarius wants meaning. Together, it creates someone who feels deeply but processes through perspective.

And of course, Virgo Mars.

Mars is how we move. Virgo refines whatever it touches. Put them together and you get precision that borders on surgical. Dance is muscle memory, yes, but it’s also micro-adjustment. Timing. Detail. Repetition until it’s clean. Virgo Mars doesn’t settle for “good enough.” It edits. It sharpens. It perfects. His skill isn’t just talent. It’s refinement.

TLDR: Lee Know will find out. I don’t know what you’re hiding, but he will. Quietly and Efficiently. Good luck.

At least when it's done My chest feels lighter But I always stare too long until I think to myself "These colors should be brighter"

A new beast emerges Art is born anew I hate this one as much as the last Just like all artists do