Cartomancy: Playing Card Meanings And Info

cartomancy: playing card meanings and info

cartomancy is a form of divination done with cards, tarot and oracle cards are used in cartomancy but regular playing cards (like poker or go fish cards) are also an option!

playing cards tend to be easier to read and a lot more straight to the point when it comes to readings. there are some overlaps with card meanings but that’s where your intuition comes in. what really matters is how you learn interpret the cards as you go.

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♥️ hearts: represents feelings, love, relationships, home, and family

ace - new friendships or relationships coming your way

two - good luck in friendships and relationships

three - be cautious towards people trying to get closer to you

four - future change or travel

five - someone is jealous of something you have

six - a surprise new relationship is forming

seven - broken promises

eight - new visitors and possible new invitations to things

nine - your wishes are on their way to coming true

ten - good fortune is coming for you and those around you

jack - represents a good friend

queen - a kind blonde woman in your life

king - a kind blond man in your life

♠️ spades: represents challenges that may be coming in the future

ace - chapters ending or misfortune

two - a tough decision is coming, change and deceit may follow

three - possible trouble in relationships

four - personal illness or broken promises

five - obstacles followed by eventual success

six - improvements and small wins to build confidence

seven - bad advice from someone close to you, can lead to grief or loss

eight - be cautious, danger may be closer than you think

nine - bad luck, depression and anxiety might try to take hold

ten - bad news that will cause lots of worry

jack - an unpleasant, immature person in your life

queen - a selfish dark haired woman in your life

king - a selfish dark haired man in your life

♦️diamonds: represents money and finances

ace - you may receive an unexpected gift soon

two - disapproval of a friendship or relationship

three - possible legal trouble or arguments regarding money

four - you might stumble upon some unexpected money soon

five - improvements in your business or career

six - relationship troubles due to finances

seven - challenges at work

eight - surprise travel with money you didn’t know you had

nine - new business opportunities are around the corner

ten - good fortune and prosperity are coming to you

jack - a possibly unreliable light haired friend

queen - an outgoing light haired woman in your life

king - an accomplished light haired man in your life

♣️ clubs: positive things in your future

ace - financial gains and good news to come

two - possible challenges or maybe gossip about you

three - a wealthy partner may be on their way to you

four - betrayal by someone you trust

five - new friends and a new support system

six - success and prosperity in every aspect of your life

seven - success in business that leads to promotion and recognition

eight - difficulty in business, followed by a slow progression of growth

nine - new opportunities

ten - unexpected travel opportunities

jack - a reliable dark haired friend

queen - a helpful dark haired woman in your life

king - a strong dark haired man in your life

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you may notice there is no solid meaning for the joker card, that’s because the joker can be used with a number of different meanings or not used at all. i personally don’t use the joker card, but it can represent surprise events outside of your control, foolishness, immaturity, secrets being kept from you, etc. it’s all in your interpretation and intuition.

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Stanford Pines x Self-Insert

Summary ;; Ford Pines discovers a strange glowing red flower, obviously he brings it back to the shack to bring it underground and study it. But Stanley has other plans, seeing it as a business opportunity, but of course he messes it up

~~~~ (I'm sorry I forgot to use they/them pronouns so this is a Stan x female self insert)~~~~

EdIt;: Im rly sorry if its bad, its been a long while since I wrote fanfic but I love this man to death I need this ;( y'all would tell me if this is shit or not right? pls hlp

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Stanley's POV

Ford comes barreling in with something glowing red in his hands "the hell is that?" his brother didn't reply, instead he neatly stacked his books and gently places on the diner table a black pot with a large glowing flower.

Similar to a Lily, three long tubes with large pollen balls on each end gently emited small visible spores. I get irritated that he's ignoring me, again, and turn the tv off to lessen the noise "hey dick face!".

He looks at me with the highest form of disrespect, "Can you please tell me what the hell that thing is doing in my living room?" Ford huffed and straightened his glasses.

"techniqly this is my house Stanley. secondly! I don't know! I found it today. But I do know that I need to drive to my lab and retrieve some nessecary equipment items that I think would be beneficial of concealing this thing until I can learn more~"

The nerdy Pine brother looked 'too' excited about this research, "riiiiight, because playing with a flower is scientific?" my brother groans again "god why are you so childish! Just let me be happy about this discovery" I held my hands up in defense.

As he packed somethings up, he takes a step and looks at me very seriously, "listen Stan, I'm gonna be gone a while. Please, do not sell the damn flower in your freak shop. And more importantly. Do. Not. Touch. It."

I look back at the flower, everything about it calling to me to not sell it but cause general mischief for my brother and his nerdy hobbies. "yeah yeah, I promise! Jeez, you really think so low of your own blood?" he rolls his eyes and exits the living room with a sarcastic "yes.".

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Self-Insert's POV

My cold wet hair dripped down my hot skin, I wrapped the towel around my chest, securing it well, then clipping the bottom, for no unnecessary 'drafts' of wind.

I combed my hair back out of my face and misted some perfume on before leaving the bathroom with the intention of going to my room and getting dressed. Until, !CRASH!

Rushing down the stairs with zero regards for slipping on my ass, I make it to the bottom to find Stanley Pines, my dear close friend, face covered in what looked like red spray paint and a broken flower pot with soil on the ground.

"Stan! What the- " I run to his side, holding his face with my hands to inspect the damage. I sprint to the kitchen and get some wet paper towels, trying to gently remove the mystery color from his face.

"Yeah yeah I know, Ford told me not to touch it already. But I didn't techniqly!" As I am dabbing his nose with the wet towel I give him a 'bruh' look. He protests "I'm serious! That damn flower basically farted this stuff in my face!" I laugh at his explanation.

As I finish cleaning the last of the flower spores from his eyes and nose, I notice an unfamiliar heat radiating from him like he was a mobile fireplace. Looking at his face, I see without the spores he is very flushed and red faces, a gentle sweat beginning at his bushy silver brows.

I put my lips to his forehead to feel his temperture, only to be met with an iron skillet burning my face, "Ow! Good Lord, how are you still alive! Your burning like grits with no butter!" I push the hair from his dripping face, to better see, he seems shy and sheepish? Stanley Pines? Shy?

Stanley's POV

I can't handle it, god this was such a mistake, I should have listened to Ford! Her glowing skin was the only thing I could pay attention to, as she spoke it was like how adults speak in cartoons.

When she was cleaning my eyes with the paper towel, I felt her breath, it sent chills through my whole body, like I was a teenager again! Her neck looked so... exposed... My body was turning up the heat like it was thanksgiving day.

I unconsciously trailed my eyes downward, (Self-Insert) continued her health assessment check with me, all my senses got more and more sensative. The TV volume was on low but it sounded like it was wracking inside my skull.

The living room light looked so bright and yellow for my eyes, I thought they were gonna dry away to dust. (Self-Insert)'s smell, fueling me into my lungs and straight to my member, so sweet, like honey and vanilla.

Her touch, as she nervously holds onto my arm for foundation, I can't think about anything else but the electrical storm going on with her beautiful body being pressed up against my old ass having a stroke on the floor in my fucking boxers. Real charming Stanley.

I unknowingly found myself gripping her wrist to bring her closer, hooking my arm around her waist and cupping each hip perversely. "T-Toots-... I can't... think... I don't think I... can even breath right now... but-" looking up deep into her eyes, the tent on me rises high to the sky.

Self-Insert's POV

The elder man aggressively shoved me, falling to my back but not hitting my head, thanks to his hand engulfing the back of my skull. Stanley's arms were firmly planted next to my head, his girtle not present but his very, very large lower half pushing past my legs, nothing but the thin blue and white striped cloth gently laying against my womanhood like a dog sitting on top of the bun.

"I can't explain how much I want- no..." Stanley falls forward, dipping his head to my throat like he's gonna rip it all out, "Need you~" I watch carefully, scared but, weirdly excited? His giant hands engulfing my wrists, the heart violently beating against his palm, "Stan." I say, to try and get his attention.

Suddenly rocking his hips to an imaginary song, he shifted his hands from my wrists to my biceps, pushing his weight on me as both our pre-cum juices covered and soaked his boxers. I couldn't run, the man was 5x larger than me, and I mean, It's not like it doesn't feel good~

Stanley grunted exhastedly, looking like a horny boy humping his pillow. The stubble on his face scratched all over me as he open mouth licked me like a loli-pop and drunkenly sucked hickies from my throat to my collarbones, he kept saying stuff like "I swear. you taste so good.", "I wish I could eat you like cake~", "say my name again, and I think I'll bust".

Gently removing himself from licking my neck, Stan suddenly rips my towel open, my no longer steaming body, hitting the freezing cold ac air of the mystery shack. Not saying a word, a small dripple of saliva dripping from his lip as sweat poured from his face.

His calloused fingers found their way to my chest with no hesitation, picking each bud with his pointer and thumb and rolling them around, my breath hitched as he pulled and let them fall back watching the buds grow stuffer and pinker "pretty, pink, buds" he murmurs.

While he gawked and played with my titties, I open my legs a bit more, adding to the closeness, his shaft firmly pressed to my soaking entrance. Reaching for the elastic of his boxers, I stick my thumbs in, circling around his waist and intending to push them down, feeling his swelled tip bed for attention.

!!EHEM!!-

Stanley's POV

(Self-Insert) sat in my lap as we watched my favorite romantic drama movie, my brother sat at the table next to us, toying with his glowing flower, that surprisingly lived.

Ford gagged once more, like he did for the 100th time, "I fucking hate you Stanley.".

I groan and drop my arm from the air dramatically, "Jesus fucking Christ Ford I already said I was in the wrong and I was sorry. How was I supposed to know it was gonna spit some sexy love juice in my face!" (Self-Insert) chuckled nervously as her face turned beat read again.

"Lets all of us just forget it okay. Please? Ugh~"

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Mermaid!Otto Octavius x Reader Chap 2

"RAISE THE SAIL AND PUT YOUR LIFE JACKET ON!" my fathers voice, almost unheard through the destructive thunder and deadly waves "WE NEED TO TURN AROUND DAD! OR WE'LL NEVER GET BACK!" "I'M WORKING ON IT!!" waters soaking us both as our slippery bodies held onto Sally, but it seemed like she was kicking us off with her own mind.

I held my breath and closed my eyes as I held on to the mast "C'mon baby. Bring us home. Bring us home" I watched as the fear in my fathers eyes drowned him in panic, I cave in and start to chant with him "Bring us home. Bring us home. BRING US HOME"

CRASH!!!!!

It was quiet. Too quiet. Eyes still closed I try and reach for my dad, which in reply he clutches for dear life "Are you alright?" I sigh In relief "heh, y-yeah. I'm alright" I open my eyes to find his wrinkled crows feet and his tanned face be pulled into a smile "You alright da- AD!?" I look down to find my own poor father be skewered in his arm with his own spear.

I felt myself shut down "DAD! OH MY GOD! DAD ARE YOU OKAY?" As the short lived breaths raced in and out of my lungs my brain started to go numb and I couldn't feel my fingers, everything started to spin and the salt water dried on my face started to sweat again. I looked around to find we were magically on shore again "UNCLE JAY! UNCLE JAY!" I turn back to my dad whose caramel skin now looks like a ghost.

"It's okay! We'll get get you fixed up. I promise!" his smile never leaving his face "It's okay Y/n. I'll be fine. It's just my arm. I'll be fine sweet heart" The realization setting in, I look down to see the bottom on the boat being covered in thick deep red blood. I didn't know what to do.

So i ran. I ran to the Sheriff's office. My heart pounding in my ears and my face flushed, I have to get there, his life is in my hands, I have to save him, I have to save him! The same words pounding in my skull like a bad Taylor Swift song.

As I busted through the doors, every cop, busty mom and creepy criminal were staring at me. "Where's Officer Jay!" I almost scream my voice was so filled with panic. Everyone pointed towards his office. I run in and find him making out with some brunette on his desk "Y/n!" His flustered face.

I tried to get the words out but I was still trying to catch my breath "What is it Y/n! Spit it out you idiot!" tears running down my face I grab him by the collar and snatch him away "DAD!" his eyes dilated and shoved past me, leaving the woman dazed and confused. I run back to the main office and yell at the other officers "Get an ambulance by the docks" They looked at me like I was psychotic "HELLO ARE YOU STUPID FUCKS DEAF? CALL A GOD DAMN AMBULANCE! SOMEONE IS DIEING!" they then started running around like maniacs, picking up phones and typing on their computers.

Once I get back to the docks, my father was just barley conscious "Jay! I'm so sorry! I don't know what to do?! I'm sorry! I'm so so sorry!" His back was turned to me and nothing was said. The day was coming to an end when finally the ambulance came, they swooped him up and took us with him.

Jay held his hand the whole way, I was too scared to touch him, as if I would break him. I felt his rugged fingers reach for mine, "Don't cry dear." his sunken weary eyes looked deep into mine, like it would be the last time he'd ever see me "I'm okay. I can take it. It's just a spear. I've had worse" I chuckle but the tears don't fade, they stain my face with the rest of my scars.

"you know I met a mermaid once?" Jay scoffed "C'mon Michel now's not the time for your stupid stories" he lifted his arm to flick him off but was unsuccessful because of obvious reasons "They're not stories you moron! I met one! His name was Otto Octavius!" My dads eyes were filled with wonder and hope, it made me think that he could make it, it was just an arm, nowhere vital.

He will live, I know it. I have to keep hope. Like mom.  "Lemme guess. Was he an octopus?" he laughed like a little kid "yes! His bottom half had tentacles! and his upper half was huge! His eyes were a bright gold! and his hair was a dark brown" Jay looks at me with a half smile "He's been telling this story for ages, I think after all that blood loss he's finally lost it".

He finally got the strength and smacked his brother "If you say they are fairy tales one more time I will take this spear out and kill you myself!" He turns to me and wraps his finger around the pearls Jay gave me "Octavius gave me these pearls! He told me to give them to a person I loved more than my own life. So I gave them to your mother." I smiled and held them in my fingers "Octavius was my best friend." He held my hand close.

"He saved my life. I almost drowned and he took me to his home. Deep in the pacific waters." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small key with a gold plate on it, the numbers 000 read on it "If I die-" "Your not gonna die Michel!" Jay interrupted.

"If I die. Find this mail box. It'll have the very thing that keeps their existence alive" I gulped and looked at Jay "Dad?" I sighed and looked down in shame, should I really tell him?  He seems so hopeful "Mermaids... Don't really exist dad? I thought you of all people would know that as a fisherman?" He groaned in annoyance.

"I should have known. Society has rotted your brain. There is a kingdom out there filled with mer-people! I've seen it myself Y/n! Please you have to believe me! I'm on my friggen death bed!" I slapped his arm "Your aren't going to die dad! I won't let it happen!" He slouches into his hospital bed.

"Please. You have to find it" He looked into my eyes with tears "You have to find Octavius" He grip tighter "I knew this day would come, but I didn't think so soon." he looks out to the sea in a distant voice "We are all in danger" I looked down at the key again, something felt familiar, like I've seen this key before.

"well" Jay and Michel looked at me "I always wanted to become an adventurer?" Jay looked shocked "Y/n? Seriously? You're gonna get yourself killed going on this stupid trip. They aren't real! Your going to be running in circles!" I stand to stretch my weary bones and try to put on a bright face for my dad "Are you sure they are real dad?" His eyes have never been happier, not since mom passed, they we're so filled with hope and happiness.

"Please. When you find him. Tell Otto that Michael says we are in trouble" I let the deep sigh flow in and out as I look to Jay and shrug "There's no harm in just having a little look see" The Sheriff plops down in the hospital chair "Well I'm not falling for your two's bull shittery. While you are off in lala land playing with captin' hook and peter pan lookin' for mermaids. I'm gonna be here paying for your stupid bills to get you better" I grab my bag and put the keys inside "Where's the box dad?".

He sits up and points towards the town "Go to Ruby. She will give you the lock box at the café" just in time the nurse walks in with her clip board. "Mr Jay, Ms Y/n. Michael will be just fine. We'll keep him a few more days to monitor his health to make sure and we will send him on his way" Jay takes his phone out and starts dialing numbers "I'll take care of Michael, just go and do your dumb mission so we can leave".

30 minutes later

"Thank you Ruby really it means a lot that I can do this for my father" she continued serving people "No problem dearie, just make sure to bring back something good from your adventure hehe" As the moon slowly rose to shine, I felt at peace, like everything was going to okay. But I knew something was wrong, I need to find this guy, and fast. I don't know why, but I need to.

I pulled out the white polished marble tablet, but the writing had nothing but gibberish on it, "fuck. How am I supposed to read this?" as I looked up again the moon seemed to shine on the tablet "Is this a fucking Disney movie?" The light shone into a dark close book store.

"You want me to go in there? Great. How the fuck am I supposed to get in there? There's alarms dick head" I walked to the dusty glass door and peeked through. Looks like no one had been there for years, "I am so no Indiana Jones". As the door creaked open, a thick cloud of dust could be seen.

After what felt like hours of aimless wandering around the dusty book store, I saw something that peeked my interest. "Forgotten Languages. How fucking ironic" After following the directions of how to decode this bullshit, It told me to follow the red coral on the south shore. It also said to bring the cave monster an offering to stop it from ripping out and eating your intestines and taking your heart as a sacrifice to the ocean gods.

How pleasant. Octavius sounds like my cup of tea.