I have decided to finally come with a Masterlist for paid readings, I saw some requests and asks about paid readings and decided to create a Masterlist for paid readings to help you out with your doubts and requirment ☺️
( Note - I'm starting the readings at low price currently, as I just started and only short reading options are available, it's your choice with the reading, ✨ I will update it after a month or two when I will have more time for detailed reading and to provide guidance 🙂)
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Vedic astrology -
Basic reading - About your personality, general love life, career and life mission or dreams.
( General D1 chart reading - $2.5)
Detailed D1 chart reading - About yourself , your career, your love life. ( From deep analysis of your D1 chart, by analysing planetary placements, exchange, aspects, conjunctions etc. ) - ( $4.5 )
D9 ( Navamsa chart reading) - I will read just your D9 in this and tell about your life after marriage and Dynamics with partner after marriage, inlaws and luck. - ($4)
D1 + D9 ( future spouse reading, Detailed) - ( 800- 1 k words) - ($8) - close for now.
Tropical astrology ( Western astro) -
Basic chart reading - $4 ( General love Life, career, about yourself)
Tarot reading -
Two simple question, Basic - $1
Basic guidance on love life, career, your self - $2
Future spouse reading ( short) - $2
Career reading ( short) - $2
Synastry compatibility reading -
( Dynamics between couple, chemistry, future of relationship - $8) - close for now.
Reading note - The readings will be send through email 🙂)
Note - I didn't added many detailed reading options or variety of reading for now, I'm going to be quite busy for a month or two and I don't wanna rush with anyone's reading. For now only short reading options are available if anyone is interested in getting the reading, Dm me. We can discuss details there).
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Seren watched the stone golem with a mix of exasperation and resignation. After a few seconds, they shook their head slightly, closing their eyes as if trying to push away an uncomfortable thought. 'Let it be,' one might think when observing the peculiar habits of Richiumu, but even for Seren, whose curiosity seemed insatiable, there were limits.
The air was still, as if the world itself had paused to listen to the whisper of shadows within the ruins. But that stillness wouldn’t last. Suddenly, something shot past Seren, like a bullet slicing through the inertia of the moment. Instinctively, their ears perked up, and their head turned toward the movement. It was small, about the size of a stone, but so fast that they barely had time to register its presence before it vanished.
Silence returned, but this time it carried a different weight, as if the very stillness was holding its breath. Then, without warning, a sharp thud broke the moment. Seren stumbled slightly forward as they felt the impact on their head: a larger piece of debris, dislodged from who knows where, had been flung through the air.
The improvised projectile crossed the gap between Seren and the ruins, crashing into what remained of the collapsed houses with a dull thud. Seren remained still, their short tail stiff like a coiled spring, while their eyes scanned the surroundings in search of an explanation.
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If I counted up the number of times I’ve been in BIG trouble, I’d open a Trouble Museum. Ma says it’s all coz I was born on a plane and caused quite a trouble to everyone aboard. Or as she calls it — bloody mess. ‘You are born to get in all the wrong places,’ she says and I say it wasn’t me in the first place who took that 14-hour flight drop-dead pregnant to the hell of a nowhere.
But maybe she does have the point. Coz I got to a TERRIBLY wrong place just yesterday and would rather prefer a 14-hour flight to nowhere, please. We’ve been to Hecta’s Gran’s on a visit at her Palace-like house in Ratyshche. The place is HUGE and full of people like a cucumber of seeds (her clan is like Golden Horde, and as barbaric). Nobody attacked our Amazons Army though, so we were dying of just boredom. But not until Heck had her *BRILLIANT IDEA* to play Hide and Seek.
‘Ew! We’re too big for that,’ Agnieszka retorted.
‘We play that or go for another round of Gran’s babble on Pan Grant cheating on his wife with a milkman,’ Hecta said and Neshka jumped to her feet with, ‘You count!’
We decided to cover only open rooms since we’d sooner grow with grass than get found in the back chambers. Still I was determined to give Heck a hell with that. I’m a master of disguise, ho-ho! So she went counting, One little gnome, two little gnomes, three big dragons burn their homes… Agnieszka stood behind the drapes with her fairy bowed shoes sticking out. She ALWAYS takes drapes! She’s too keen on all those romantic Victorian novels where drapes were everywhere and stuffed with people listening to all sorts of secrets, meh! I could do better, I thought and nosed into every box and basket around like a true fit-in-all cat but couldn’t find anything safe enough. Then I heard Hecta yelling, ‘READY OR NOT,’ panicked and slipped into some room at random.
It was rather small, and, damn, had no baskets. So I crawled under the bed, pushing aside one million and one pair of shoes, noisy tin cans and other inconceivable junk. Was right on the dot in time before the door creak opened. I held my breath, trying on my magic invisibility before Hecta AHA’s at my sticking out ass. Instead, I heard giggles, shuffling, feet rapping at the floor and the door click shut. Then Hecta’s auntie Christina’s voice murmured, ‘Your wife’s gonna kill me.’
‘Nobody’s gonna know, babe,’ Pan Grant’s voice replied, low and muffled. They put the lights off and plopped on top of the bed doing lots of funny animal noises. And I was like SHIVER ME TIMBLES!
WHAT was I gonna do?! Surely NOT jump out of there with a stiletto in each hand crying, Shoe Police, hands up, dicks down! Ugh, I’d better stayed there until Ragnarök hoping by the time I see the light in the tunnel, I’d finally manage to grow a proper beard for my true Viking looks. But Lady Doom said, Nah! and sent me the fattest ever fatso cockroach creeping there right under my nose. And y’know, cockroaches and I are mortal enemies. We’re like Saint Michael and Satan, just bound to battle. Honestly, I had no control over my archangelic muscles when I grabbed a shoe and slopped it dead.
‘What was that!’ Pani Christina shrieked, stopping the creak-squeak of the old matrass.
‘Someone downstairs,’ Pan Grant supposed-to-sleep-with-milkmen groaned. ‘Don’t mind it.’
And I wouldn’t mind it either but my sacred battle stirred all the dust down there and I had no control over that gigantic sneezing bursting out of my entire essence, bumping my spine against the bed roof. That sent them both jump in sheer total horror. Their screams echoed in every corner, and I think Pan Grant’s has killed every crystal glass in the house.
There was no point in waiting for Loki and Co. I shot out of there like a bullet, clattering with all the blasted tin cans and sneezing again so hard that bomb farted them right in the faces. Oh, BLOW ME DOWN. My only luck, the lights were out. I darted looking for the door, hearing them drop off the bed, still yelling like never. Just a mushroom salad little fart, why so panic, jeez!
I jumped through some door and hit the helluva mess of clothes and hangers. Some more carton junk fell on top of my head. SHIVER ME THIMBLES the wardrobe! I realized (quite sadly) there was no Narnia behind it. So I bumped back and found the door stuck. Blimey! I was trapped! TRAPPED in a wardrobe! I pressed a foot against it and gave it such a Viking kung fu push I tumbled out of there like a football and rolled hell out of there. Pani Christina fled to the bathroom and her lover still messed with his pants, still yelling.
I dashed along the corridor in fear they’d let down all the king’s horses and all the king’s men to catch me. Hell with the boxes, I jumped behind the first drape and, surprisingly, stood there for the whole forever. And screamed my bum away when Hecta and Neshka pounced at me out of the blue. ‘Where on Earth ‘ve you been!’ Agnieszka cried.
‘Just here!’ I lied my socks off.
‘And what’s this?’ Hecta took a nylon stocking off my shoulder that lovingly hugged me around the neck. What would you say to that, Dad? Surely not the truth.
All of these are Intuitive messages regarding current energy. No tarot was used just shufflemancy and clairs I can't spell :)
There are three piles to chose, and of course you can pick more than one if it applies
If it don't apply, let it fly 🧚🏿♀
Pile 1
Channeled songs:
Heather- Conan Gray
Placate- Arros
Saturnz Barz- Gorillaz
Are y'all good?? These songs are quite heavy in energy. Despite one not having lyrics at all you can just feel saddened by the vibe it gives off. Something I'm feeling is heaviness in my chest and like gaging. There's a heavy feeling of remorse in this pile. I heard the word "Patchu", when you look it up you get three definitions
1. A King (name wise)
2. Confusion
3. To try to patch up a relationship
Did someone recently leave your life, hence all the heaviness. There's a feeling of wanting to cry (sob specifically) and not doing so. Who hurt you? There's also a feeling of regret because something doesn't exist anymore.
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Man I hope y'all feel better this energy painful to even sit in.
Pile 2
Channeled songs
¿ (feat Halsey)- Bring Me the Horizon
I can't handle change- Roar
Have y'all been sleeping well lately? I started getting sleepy channeling this pile. You have to many responsibilities at the moment and its taking a physical toll on you. There's a sense of lack also. My head keeps nodding yet I'm not falling asleep because of the drive to do more. Winter brought a lot of change, some of it was painful I'm hearing. That's why you pushing yourself so much to make up for loss time. I heard the word "Nemity" for y'all
It has multiple definitions:
-Need for freedom
-New Beginning
There's a current feeling of loss also coming from this pile. However this is more internal and a matter of current direction.
(someone wants to punch a wall). You telling yourself to get a grip and its only prolonging everything.
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Imma be real with you, start journalling to at least be able to look back on what you did/happened
Pile 3
Channeled songs
Let's Go- Calvin Harris
Thinkin Bout You- Frank Ocean
To Build a Home- The Cinematic Orchestra
Aww y'all in love 😭 Who got you feeling like this? I heard there's a new interest in your life and they pushing you to be more active (with them). I heard the word "Gursin" its linked to:
*Joyfulness
*Being an expert
*Being an explorer
Awwe y'all so smitten right now. This new interest is helping you. You've discovered more about you and you love it. There's also some fear of fucking up. A bit of codependency is coming up as well. You don't need this person, they just fit you. Definitely a new love that makes you feel like a Morid (student, pupil etc). There's so much giddiness coming from y'all I feel sick bye this so cute.
Heard the names: Henry, Sammi, Keke, Fu.
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Don't be so worried about them leaving you, enjoy the ride and see how good it feels. The destination doesn't matter, its who you with.
"Morning Lo, How'd you sleep" Virgil ask knowing that Logan didn't really sleep, "Aright I guess, why?" Logan answers without thinking "Well just because you don't come to bed last night" Logan realizes that 'oh fuck Virgil and I were suppose to talk about something important to him last night when I fell asleep at my desk' Logan's heart sinks seeing how Virgil is looking at him "Logan you okay? 'Virgil looks sad, as he speaks "Oh yes of course" Logan looks down at his feet, he is still wearing his clothes from yesterday, Virgil backs Logan in to a corner "Logan, Really I'm not mad" Virgil throws his arm on wall by Logan "are you sure V?" Logan mutters with a hand over his mouth "Of course not"
Virgil being a bit taller than Logan, picks him up bridal style. Logan go's red as Virgil kisses his forehead. "Logan sunshine, I ned you to listen now okay" Virgil says seriously. Logan nods with a worried look. Virgil starts walking to their bedroom, and continues talking "Logan you rember that I wanted to talk to you about something important to me last night?" Virgil asks sadly, "Yeah?....." Logan mutters looking away to hide his bight red face.
Virgil sits Logan down on their bed and undresses him, he puts him in a T-shirt. They both laid down, and Virgil holds him close to his chest
"This was what it was about, I worried about you sunshine..... Please let me help"
"I need you to tell me when something is wrong or if something is stressing you out, Okay?"
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Seren didn't respond at first. They simply stood there, as still as a mannequin. Finally, they moved slowly, taking a couple of steps through the rubble without making a sound. Their paws barely disturbed the dust, and their plastic fur gleamed faintly.
Their short, stubby tail barely moved.
⌞U ̄ n... I... I don’t really know⌝ they finally said, their small, rounded ears, with darker fur tips, drooped slightly. They didn’t turn completely towards Richiumu, they kept looking, lost among the remains, as if trying to imagine people they had never met or stories that no one had told them.
⌞Besides, you know the Professor doesn't like to talk much about these things⌝
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Meanwhile, Richiumu had decided to take the time and effort to gather all the shards of glass that could be found and place them back into the frame. Well, not all of them; some were surely lost among the debris. The frame itself was split in two, but Richiumu would find a way to fix it later. Why was this being done? Even Richiumu wasn’t entirely sure.
⌞Partner Seren have their reasons⌝ came the murmur, as if that were explanation enough, and the frame was carefully leaned against the wall. There wasn’t a better place for it, at least not for now.
As Richiumu rose and brushed some of the accumulated moss from their hands, something caught their attention. From the shadows of their empty sockets, barely illuminated by the dim light of a firefly that seemed to never leave the stone golem, there was a glint. It wasn’t far, just beneath them. Richiumu leaned in a little, intrigued.
