#Auxilium

[passuraplatonica]

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Auxilium

auxiliary, auxiliaric, auxiliarily

A form of attraction that is based in an unspoken, almost automatic drive to assist, protect, and provide for a mate, especially in fulfilling the roles required for their mutual survival and success as related to their species. This attraction is separate from platonic, romantic, sensual and sexual attraction, although someone may feel auxiliary attraction as well as another form of attraction. This form of attraction is most commonly, but not inherently, expressed monogamously, and is its own umbrella term, as well as being a standalone relationship descriptor.

“I am in an auxiliary relationship. They are my auxilium. I feel auxiliarily towards them.”

[theosphobia]

aux! :0? What’s that mean?

uhM !!! not to be cringe but Aux (Auxilium) is my own personal story w ocs (w friends!) and stuff for like 6 years now 💀 its been my fixation for so long its hard to pull away from.

DESPITE THAT ITS REALLY DIFFICULT TO EXPLAIN FSR im horrible at putting words together, basically demons and spirits and monsters and stuff (and humans haj)

basically a guy is trying to revive his brother who was killed when they were kids, eventually he gets a demon patron (the two guys in my pfp!) and they work together to bring him back but it goes wrong and his brother gets corrupted and doesnt remember him blah blah theres more ocs and stuff and ive mostly been working on "side characters" for the past couple years which is where i threw Caboose

I've actually written a little bit of stuff for Aux so while that Caboose fic was my first fanfic, it wasnt my first time writing ever lmao

I mostly post about Aux on my insta ^^ reminder that im an OC artist and rvb is just a really weird outlier LMAO

im slowly ocifyinf Caboose (accidentally) ,which is where aux!Caboose comes in lolol,

Using this ask as an excuse to share a bunch of Aux art ^^ thanks anon sorry in advance LMAO

[goombaenemy]

shellymarshhugecock said thiey still want to role play

sorry shellymarshhugecock i love you

[she-had-many-names]

Northa gets a long, thin silvery sword, with a pink bow on the hilt.

Easton gets a small, sleek, old-fashioned, silvery rifle with infinite ammunition. A small blue bow is tied on the handle.

Guinevere gets a new staff, made of smooth, polished white wood with pink blossoms on the short branches at the end. At the top is embedded a pink jewel.

Aoki gets a…caster’s halberd?… It’s made of elegant dark wood and has a few blue leaves on it. It’s shorter that Guinevere’s, but still over half of his height. A blue sapphire is embedded in the blade at the end.

As for Arthur?

He gets a sword. A beautiful, powerful sword, the kind of thing you’d see in old stories of heroes and knights. I’m sure we’ve all heard its name: Excalibur.

x1 Auxilium added to inventory!

x1 Custodio added to inventory!

x1 Avalon added to inventory!

x1 Quietus added to inventory!

x1 Excalibur added to inventory!

[entrepreneurstreet]

Auxilium Convent School, Dum Dum Ignites Young Minds with "Auxil Exhibicion 2024"

Auxilium Convent School, Dum Dum, Kolkata, hosted a groundbreaking event, "Auxil Exhibicion 2024," on November 8th and 9th, 2024, showcasing the incredible creativity, innovation, and talent of its students. This exhibition was a landmark achievement, going beyond traditional displays to incorporate cutting-edge technology and forward-thinking projects, setting a new standard for educational events in the region.

The event was a vibrant hub of activity, with students from various grades presenting creative models and innovative projects related to diverse subjects.  Attendees were captivated by a wide array of exhibits, ranging from science projects demonstrating complex concepts to intricate art installations that pushed the boundaries of creativity.

What set Auxil Exhibicion 2024 apart was its focus on integrating technology into education. Students presented prototypes and projects utilizing cutting-edge tools and techniques, showcasing their understanding of robotics, artificial intelligence, and other advanced fields. This not only highlighted the school's commitment to providing a future-ready education but also underscored the students' impressive ability to adapt and thrive in a rapidly evolving technological landscape.

The exhibition was a resounding success, drawing a large and enthusiastic crowd.  Eminent personalities, parents, well-wishers, and students and teachers from neighboring schools flocked to witness the impressive display of talent. The atmosphere was electric, filled with a sense of wonder and excitement as visitors interacted with the exhibits and engaged with the students.

"Auxil Exhibicion 2024" was a testament to Auxilium Convent School's dedication to fostering a holistic learning environment that encourages both academic excellence and creative exploration. By providing a platform for students to showcase their skills and innovative ideas, the school has set a shining example for other institutions in the region. This event served as an inspiration, demonstrating the immense potential of young minds when nurtured and empowered.

The impact of Auxil Exhibicion 2024 extended beyond the school walls, leaving a lasting impression on all who attended. It served as a powerful reminder of the importance of investing in education and providing students with the tools and opportunities they need to succeed in the 21st century.  By embracing innovation and encouraging creativity, Auxilium Convent School has paved the way for a brighter future for its students and the community as a whole.

Auxilium Convent School, Dum Dum, has emerged as a pioneer in providing futuristic education in the region, thanks to its collaboration with International STEAM Research (ISR LIFE, USA), the leading STEAM education company. This partnership aligns with the National Education Policy of India, emphasizing the importance of equipping students with essential 21st-century skills such as Critical Thinking, Collaboration, Communication, and Creativity.

The students of Auxilium Convent School have been actively participating in ISR STEAM Experiential Learning classes, where they have been exposed to a wide array of futuristic technologies, including Drones, Robotics, Artificial Intelligence, Coding, Internet of Things (IoT), Augmented Reality (AR), Virtual Reality (VR), and 3D Printing. These classes, conducted by ISR STEAM Experts, have provided students with hands-on experience and practical knowledge, preparing them for the future job market.

The Futuristic Technologies Exhibited at the event is the culmination of the regular STEAM sessions conducted by ISR STEAM Experts for the students of the school. For the first time in the Dum Dum region, students showcased their projects and innovations, demonstrating their proficiency in utilizing advanced technologies, with Auxilium Convent School leading the way. The exhibition featured a diverse range of projects, from drone demonstrations and robotic models to AI-powered applications and 3D-printed prototypes.

The success of this exhibition is a testament to the forward-thinking leadership of the Principal Sr. Aruna and the management of Auxilium Convent School, Dum Dum. Their openness to partnering and collaborating with ISR LIFE, USA, has been instrumental in bringing this transformative educational experience to the students. The school's commitment to providing the best guidance and resources has ensured that students receive top-notch training from experts in the field of STEAM education.

Through the ‘Auxil Exhibicion 2024’ showcasing futuristic technologies Auxilium Convent School has set a new benchmark for educational excellence in the region. The school has demonstrated its commitment to preparing students for the challenges of the future by equipping them with the skills and knowledge needed to thrive in a rapidly evolving world. This event has not only highlighted the students' achievements but also underscored the importance of innovative education in shaping the leaders of tomorrow.

[cristianesimocattolico]

Auxilium christianorum, ora pro nobis

Celebrando in questi giorni la festa di Santa Maria Ausiliatrice, meditiamo su quanto ognuno di noi abbia bisogno dell’aiuto della Madonna a cui poter chiedere tutto. I santi, questo, l’avevano compreso molto bene, ed infatti devono la loro santità proprio grazie alla sua intercessione. Continue reading Auxilium christianorum, ora pro nobis

[cruger2984]

THE DESCRIPTION OF MARY, HELP OF CHRISTIANS Feast Day: May 24

The Blessed Virgin Mary is venerated under the title of 'Help of Christians', because of her motherly protection, especially in times of danger and war.

In the Holy Gospel of John, Jesus entrusted the Church to the protection of Mary at the foot of the cross, when he said to John, who represented all Christians: 'This, is your Mother!'

In the Acts of the Apostles on the day of Pentecost, when the disciples gathered in the cenacle of Jerusalem with fear and trepidation, Mary was in their midst and to convey serenity and faith.

This Marian title was used for the first time in a homily by St. John Chrysostom in the year 345; and it is included in one of the oldest Marian prayers - Sub Tuum Praesidium, which is translated as 'Under Your Protection.'

As the Ottoman Turks were marching against Europe in 1571, Pope St. Pius V asked the faithful to invoked the Blessed Mother under the title of 'Mary, Help of Christians.'

The defeat of the Turks at the Battle of Lepanto on the 7th of October was attributed to her intercession, and the Pope inserted the title of 'Auxilium Christianorum' or 'Help of Christians' in the Litany of Loreto.

On May 24, 1814 to commemorate his return to Rome, Pope Pius VII instituted the liturgical feast of Mary, Help of Christians after six years of imprisonment at the hands of the anti-Christian emperor of France, Napoleon Bonaparte.

This Marian devotion was popularized by St. John Bosco, who built a great basilica in Turin, Italy in her honor, and founded, with Maria Domenica Mazzarello, a religious congregation under the title - The Daughters of Mary, Help of Christians (now called Salesian Sisters of Don Bosco).

[navysealt4t]

finale from hunchback of notre dame save me

[mariampoetry]

Join us as we hold an event in support of the women of Gaza.

We will be hosting former Nobel Peace Prize nominee & founder of Humanity Auxilium Dr. Fozia Alvi and Palestinian American OBGYN and member of PAMA board of directors Dr. Maram Said.

Also hear from Dr. Majdi Abu-Salih president of Al Huda Foundation on what our community is doing and can do to help with the efforts.

Hear our speakers while enjoying a traditional meal and partaking in a silent auction of Thobe dresses.

Thobe hand embroidered dresses will be brought in by Palestinian designer and business owner Ghada Daoud from Chicago.

All proceeds from the event will be divided between two nonprofit humanitarian American organizations with medical teams currently on the ground in Gaza.

People of all genders and faiths are welcome to our event to support the women of Gaza.

When : Sun Apr 28th 2024, 2:00 pm - 4:00 pm EDT

Where: Neidhammer Weddings & Events Center 2104 E Washington St, Indianapolis, IN 46201, USA

[rinixo]

variables

Tech/Reader | 1.5k | Rated E | smut, afab!reader, oral sex, Tech pov (mainly), Tech internal thoughts, slight possessive!Tech

He had never been one for flowery words, but as he closed his eyes he realized he understood now what the poets meant about devouring one another.

a/n: originally started out as a follow-up to auxilium, but ended up just being better as a stand-alone.

read on ao3

Tech’s sat on your floor, surrounded by communicator parts. He had offered to repair it for you when you mentioned it was malfunctioning. You had agreed, knowing that even if you said it was fine, you'd find it missing one day and returned, good as new, the next.

He comes over to your place more often, now. The first few times you had hovered anxiously, unsure of if you should find some way to entertain him, worried that you were boring him.

"I enjoy being in your company," Tech had stated matter-of-factly, halting your nervous fussing. Since then, you’d relaxed, going about your own activities while he worked on various projects.

He had built you some clever devices, intended to make your life easier. A tea kettle that would ping to your wrist comm, letting you know when it was at the perfect brewing temperature. A sensor on your door that actually worked, so you didn’t have to risk opening it up just to find some drunk passed out on your step.

Tech struggled to give voice to his feelings. He sometimes lacked the nuance that came easily to others regarding certain topics. It was easier for him to simply do. Every time he soldered a wire or tightened a bolt, it was a little testament to his affection towards you.

The sound of the bathroom door caught his attention. He watched as you emerged, toweling your damp hair, dressed only in underwear, content to let the rest of your body air dry.

He appreciated that you felt comfortable enough to share some of your quirks around him. In fact, Tech appreciated many of the small habits he observed in you - this one included, and not just because you were bare. Sometimes, he found himself musing about them while waiting for data to compile or during hyperspace journeys.

The way you flip your tools in your hands idly. There was a callus on one of your fingers, from the friction, and he could sometimes feel it when you touched him in certain sensitive places.

The lines between your eyes, when you frown. The subtle asymmetry of your brows, one rising higher than the other.

He likes that you don’t roll your eyes when he rambles, sitting through many impromptu lectures in good grace. The way that you’ll remember where he last left off, ask genuine questions, and invite him to continue.

He appreciated how he could sense when you wanted him to kiss you: your eyes darting to his lips, hands tensing and relaxing.

He cherished the tremble of your skin under his touch, whether his palm was spread over your abdomen or between your shoulder blades.

You sat on the edge of your bed, towel draped over your arm, looking humorously at the parts spread out on the ground.

“You’re going through a lot of trouble for me,” you joke. “I’d still like you even if you didn’t fix everything I own.”

“It’s no trouble,” Tech replies softly. Your knee is next to his head, droplets of water evaporating into the dry air. He can see the goose prickles on your skin.

A soft smile on your lips. “Don’t you have to go soon?”

Tech hums thoughtfully. His squamates were becoming suspicious of his increased absences. It was Echo who had approached the topic most directly, weeks ago on a long hyperspace transit back to Ord Mantell.

Tech didn’t know exactly why it bothered him or why he felt somewhat possessive over the knowledge. Over you. He had kept his tone neutral in response, hoping Echo would get the hint that it wasn’t something he wanted to talk about. The former ARC trooper didn’t look convinced but had dropped the subject.

It didn’t stop him from paying you a visit the very next day, however. And the day after that. And most days since then.

“Yes,” Tech decides. “But I want to be here.” Placing his hands on your knees, he pushes himself up and over you. You eye him, leaning back to keep his face in view.

He slots himself over your body, pressing his nose just above your belly button. Your skin, still slightly damp, smells wonderful.

“Tech," you mewl halfheartedly. “I just washed…”

He trails his nose down to the apex of your thighs. “You can wash again,” he breathes, kissing the fabric of your panties over your mound.

You must realize it’s a lost cause because you lean back with a sigh and throw an arm over your tired eyes.

He kisses you through the fabric, suckling softly, The fabric grows wetter between his tongue and your slick. He can see the color of your skin through the translucency, swollen and waiting for him. But he has the time, and the patience, and the desire to make this last.

Pulling the fabric to the side, he flicks his tongue over your clit, making you squirm. Your thighs twitch, and he knows you want to prop them up. He obliges you in this way, letting one of them lift over his shoulder. The other he pats, enjoying the plush way they mold under his hand.

More than one previous lover had made remarks about ‘using his mouth for other things’, insinuating that his clever tongue could be used for more than wit. It had never really sat well with him before, the suggestion that he was too much, too talkative, that his mouth would be more useful to them elsewhere.

Tech didn’t feel that way about you. He could spend hours between your legs, memorizing you through touch and taste alone. He took great offense at leaving any job half-done, and this was no exception. He wasn’t satisfied until you were satisfied, and even then he would be so hyper-focused at times that it wasn’t until you’d pry him away with shaking hands that he’d realize you were moments away from passing out from pleasured exhaustion.

Tech moves the hand on your thigh down to ease two long fingers into you. Glancing up, he can see those lines between your brows, eyes screwed shut. He feels you tense and then relax, caught between adjusting to the new sensation and giving in to the continued assault from his mouth.

He’s careful, delicate almost. His tongue curls around your clit, his teeth just barely creating pressure. You pulse with it and he releases, wanting to draw this out further. He likes when you’re desperate for it, writhing and rambling nonsense. It won’t be until you’ve begged, pleaded, bargained that he’ll let you come. Tech likes to be awash in your praise - it makes his cock throb to hear how good he does it, how good he makes you feel.

It’s more than just physical pleasure, too. Tech supposes he could have stopped himself from falling in love with you. Love was powerful and dangerous. It wasn’t predictable and defied attempts at pathology. It required one to give up control and give in to vulnerability. It wasn’t logical, and it wasn’t something he had ever prioritized before. Lust was much simpler in comparison.

You threw unknown variables into the carefully charted graph of his mind, his perception of who he was, and his place in the galaxy.

It was overwhelming, at times. Something that would need to be parsed out eventually, tallied, and taken inventory of. But for now, he channeled it into attending to your body, focusing solely not on what he thought but on what he could feel, on the lust coursing through him.

The shadows on the wall change and the dimmed lights click on before Tech’s finished with you, pulling back to see you panting. This was some of his best work so far, he thinks, wiping his chin absently. His cock, pressing against his blacks, is achingly hard. He lets it pulse as he watches you, enjoying the edging sensation. He’ll let you decide, once you’ve gathered yourself, if you’d like to go any further. And if you decide that you’re tapped out, that’s all right - just as much as he likes to feel your mouth on him or be buried in your cunt, he likes to sit back and have you watch him stroke himself until he’s coming hard over his hands or spraying over your stomach.

You’ll attempt to apologize later, but he’ll quiet you with his lips. Why should you apologize, when you’ve given him as much as you have? When he desires you so intensely? When you sate the monstrous appetite he didn’t know he possessed? He’d have to find the time, the courage, to figure out what it all meant. What he wanted, what you wanted, and what - realistically - was possible.

But now was not that time, he knows, as you push yourself up and pull him closer. Tech holds your head as your trembling hands pull down his blacks, breath leaving him shakily through his nose as you take him into your mouth.

He had never been one for flowery words, but as he closed his eyes he realized he understood now what the poets meant about devouring one another.

[honestlyijustfindhersocharming]

DBDA Promptober ... Day 5 - Magic @dbdpromptober

. . . . .

"No!"

Edwin barely processed the way that the shout rang through the air, eyes locked with the spell soaring through the air towards his chest. He was going to die.

Edwin hadn't thought much about his death since he started to regain his memories, but he doubted it'd be that bad. I mean, Niko and Crystal were still okay, right? They had each other, and their cases, and… God, from the little bit that David had eased him into regarding his life so far, Edwin wasn't sure that he'd miss much about living.

Well, there was one thing. One guy with a punky style, bright white curls, and the most beautifully radiant smile that Edwin had ever seen. Ghosts didn't age, right? What would that mean for him and Charles? Would the two of them drift apart as Charles grew into adulthood? Would they stay together even though Edwin would stay the same 16 forever? Would Edwin move on alone and leave Charles to grieve?

… He didn't want Charles to cry for him, face twisted in grief as he tried to fend off Mick and save Crystal. He didn't want-

Edwin was jostled from his thoughts as a form covered his view of the spell hurtling towards him, rooting itself right in front of Edwin as it-. "No!" The scream that Crystal let out forced the scene before him to click, everything in slow motion as Charles - sweet, wonderful, selfless Charles - slumped against Edwin. Edwin took hold of him, cradling him as the two crumpled to the floor under the taller's dead weight.

"Charles!" The scream ripped from his throat before he could stop it, before he could even think, and the entire world faded to Charles. His Charles, lips parted and brows furrowed as he whimpered in pain. "Charles." He repeated, name a prayer on his lips as he repositioned himself, cradling his friend's head with one hand as the other clung to his jacket. His eyes were frantic as he examined the younger's body because there had to be something that he could do. Something to stop the way that the crimson blood kept soaking through Charles' bright white shirt.

"Charles, you're gonna be okay. You have to be okay. Please." Edwin begged. He pleaded. Shame was lost to him as he shook Charles ever so slightly, refusing to accept the way that his breathing shallowed as the seconds ticked on and on and…

"Told you…" Charles croaked out, voice hoarse and face pained despite the way he tried so hard to smile for Edwin. "Was always gonna protect you, yeah?" Edwin heard himself sob at the reminder, because it was never supposed to be like this but then Charles' breathing shallowed even more and-

"No! No! Charles!" He cried, leaning over his friend - his love - to hold him because he couldn't be gone. He can't- "Charles…" Edwin sobbed, grief overtaking him because it should've been him that took that hit. Him that had to deal with that pain after everything that Charles had been through.

"Oh… how tragic." Edwin finally registered the world around him as Mick started speaking. "You know, it is your fault though." His hands shook as he held Charles closer, teeth gritting as his grief melted away into nothing but pure rage. "Bringing him here and all. You really should've seen this-"

"Shut up!" Edwin screamed, the familiar pull in his gut as he thrust his hand outward, shoving the man against the wall, before he reached back into his mind, pulling on the thread that connected him to the demon that he'd brought alongside him. "Dæmonium! Da mihi auxilium tuum!" He chanted, letting his magic meld with David's innate energy.

Thought you'd never ask. Edwin felt the demon respond. Edwin's gaze, now black as night, fell upon Mick, and immediately he knew which words to say. "Sedna! Hear me!" He called, magic sending his voice to the sea. "Your child has forsaken, thee. Will you stand for this injustice, for those outcasted to be defiled by his greed?"

Mick laughed, a horrible bitter sound, and Edwin steeled himself. No matter what happened after this point, he knew one thing for certain. He would not let this man hurt another one of his friends.

[fairuzfan]

just wanted to come on and say that i attended the Our Hearts are Crying for Gaza event in indianapolis after seeing it on your blog. not only was it incredibly unifying and a beautiful display of Palestinian culture--with poetry, food, and a silent Thobe auction--it also brought to light two organizations (the Palestinian American Medical Association or PAMA and the Humanity Auxilium) that are currently working to bring food and other aid into Gaza. they're nonprofit and staffed by volunteers so all donations go towards providing aid and don't get swallowed by administrative fees.

the speakers also attested firsthand to the resiliency and tremendous faith of Palestinians as a reminder of whom all of this is for.

thank you for sharing, I wouldn't have known it was happening if I didn't see it on your blog.

Thank you so much for sending me this! I'm so glad, I know the organizers worked really hard on it.

[fuckyeahmarxismleninism]

Los Angeles: What I saw in Gaza -- Report from doctors on the front line

Saturday, November 2 - 2:00 p.m.

Harriet Tubman Center, 5278 W. Pico Blvd, Los Angeles

Hear directly from doctors that work(ed) in Gaza during the current genocide: Dr Hina Syed - Internist, based in Baltimore, MD will join via zoom with a powerpoint presentation from Gaza. Dr Jawad Khan - Orthopedic surgeon that lives in Orange County, he will be present at the Harriet Tubman Center. Dr Ahmed Abdeen - Neurosurgeon, he just arrived in Southern California from Gaza. He too will be at the Center to discuss his experiences and answer questions. And there will be a special guest calling in from Gaza, Dr Khalil Khalidy - Orthopedic surgeon.

Please bring your questions, we look forward to hearing from the doctors and having a full discussion of what we can do here to support their work and build a movement in the U.S. to stop US arms and end US support to the zionist genocide in Palestine.

We will be collecting funds for Humanity Auxilium - Gaza Medical Aid project. All proceeds from the event and ticket sales will benefit this important charity. To learn more about Humanity Auxilium, https://www.humanityauxilium.com/donate-palestine

You can purchase tickets at Eventbrite, and/or RSVP at our website: harriettubmancenterla.org

Call or email for more information: 323-306-6240 or info@harriettubmancenterla.com

[latinare]

anon from before here. can we have a bunch of words to describe gory injuries with we love gory injuries give it up for Gory injuries woo yeay

I'd have to go hunting in my dictionary for specific words, but here's a lovely passage about Corineus fighting Gauls:

Sed et confestim irruens in caeteros, bipennem rotans, stragem acerrimam facit, et nunc hac nunc illac discurrens ictus recipere diffugit, nec hostes prosternere quiescit: huic brachium cum manu amputat: illi scapulas a corpore separat: alii caput uno ictu truncat: alteri crura a summo dissecat. Omnes in illum solum, et ipse solus in omnes irruebat. Quod Brutus aspiciens, motus amore viri, accurrit cum una turma ut ei auxilium subvectaret. Tunc oritur clamor inter diversas gentes, tunc crebri ictus inferuntur, tunc in utraque parte fit caedes durissima.

Now running headlong against the others, whirling his axe, he made bitter havoc indeed, and dodged blows by darting now this way, now that. Nor did he rest from cutting down the enemy: he swiped off one man's arm with the hand attached, clove another's shoulders from his trunk, took off another's head with a single blow, and split yet another's legs from his body. The lot of them were fighting against him alone, and he alone against all of them. Brutus, seeing this, was moved with love for the man and ran to back him up with a force of his own. Now a great shout went up between the two peoples, now the blows fell thick and fast, now cruel massacre was inflicted on both sides.

-Geoffrey of Monmouth, Historia Regum Britanniae (translation mine)

[bunnytornado]

Between a Desk and A Hard Place Chapter 4 TW: Blood, Violence, OC Death

Chapter 3 | Chapter 5 Cross Posted on Archive of Our Own

~~ Current Day ~~

“So…Your dear friend drugged you, how quaint. Seems humans haven’t changed much in the last few eons,” Lucifer muttered as he sipped his whiskey.

I frowned at him and tilted my head. “Seriously? Not all humans are bad. Some are still very kind and helpful.”

“For what reason,” Lucifer countered, a sad but dark smirk crossed his face. “Humans ever only do things for their own benefit.”

“I like to believe in Goodness, that folks can be kind,” I say and grin. “Greet the world with open arms.”

“Oh, how disgustingly naïve of a human. Please continue your story,” Lucifer groaned and shook his head.

A twitch of my eye was the only indication that I found his words aggravating, I took a deep breath before continuing my tale.

~~ 2 Weeks Prior ~~

As my eyes tried to open and focus, my groan came out muffled and dry. Darkness was the only thing I saw, no matter how much I tried to blink it away. I tried to sit up but found myself unable to move my legs or arms. My left hand hurt as I clenched my hands. I made a muffle cry and tried to get any help with my situation.

“Relax Christine, it’s better if you do,” Odessa’s voice could be heard. Her voice seemed to move, almost as if she was circling me. “I wasn’t expecting you to wake up so soon, but I suppose I got the majority of my work done. Such a shame though, the pain you will be feeling… I did try to ensure you wouldn’t feel it.”

I tried to plead for answers, but all that came out was muffled noises. I could feel the burning sting of tears forming, fear coursing through my veins. The blindfold I wore, soaking up any tears that did fall.

“Oh, poor Christine. I suppose I should give you an explanation, but I don’t think you quite need one,” Odessa sighed and struck out with her foot to roll me onto my back. Ignoring the cry of pain, her eyes rolled, and she started to walk around the circle once more. Her eyes scanned every inch of it, ensuring not a piece was out of place. “I do hope you make a better sacrifice than Vincent. He died within seconds. Sadly, I’m unsure if it was the ritual that had killed him or just how much blood he loss.”

Vincent… was dead? I started to squirm and try to get out of my bindings. Instantly, I felt a blade against my throat, forcing me to cease my squirm.

“Stop that. You’ll ruin the work I have done,” Odessa snarled and backed off again, ensuring her movement had no effect on the circle. “I hope you know that I’m fighting for something. It’s a shame that I have to sacrifice you, I really did just try to use Vincent.”

Without warning, Odessa slammed the knife into my arm and ripped it out, fresh blood oozing over the circle. As the dripped and oozed onto the circle, Odessa stood tall, and started to speak in Latin.

“O magne Asmodee, rex luxuriae.

Desiderii incendia das superque moras ardentes.

tuum auxilium peto ut longius abeam.

Praebe mihi quod gestio vicissim, hoc virginis sacrificium praestabo.

Quaeso praebe Incubum ut mea obsequere iussa et sequor lubidinem.

Finis iustificat medium, o magne rex Libidinis, Asmodee!”

With a burst of flames erupting from 5 candles, a gust of wind blew through the rooms. The candles placed around the pentagram within the circle slowly died out. One by one, their light flickered and blew out. As the last candle blew out, the circle glowed a bright pink, changing to purple, and then blue. With a blinding flash, Odessa had to cover her eyes. As she recovered from the flash, her eyes fell upon a tall figure.

Slowly, she stood and faced the pink-skinned Incubus. “Hello. My name is Odessa. I wish to make a pact with you,” Odessa said calmly. Assured her goal was in reach, she gave a dark smirk. The Incubus laughed and stepped over me.

“Oh, do you now? Well Odessa, I hate to be the bearer of bad news…but my King has specific rules for how we are to do dealings with mortals. See, if I was to make a deal with you, I would be in deep trouble since not only is this sacrifice made under duress, well…it was her blood that was used,” The Incubus stated and shrugged. “The name is Batter, and you my dear are now at my mercy.”

“W-what…but the grimoires... They did not mention this,” Odessa cried and backed away. “H-How dare you lie to me like this.”

“Do you realize how old those Grimoires are? Geez, humans always have to make things complicated,” Batter yawned out. “Always the same whines too.” Turning to the muffled noises of the bound human behind him, Batter turns and frowns. “Oh, hush for a bit. I’ll get to you next.” Batter’s clawed hand runs through his blonde spiked hair, a huff escaping him.

“R-Return to which you came demon. I have no use for an insubordinate Incubus,” Odessa snarled.

“Oh feisty. Normally I would just leave a warning. But you are incredibly rude...” Suddenly Batter was in Odessa’s face, a dark grin forming. “You must apologize to me mortal. Otherwise, I will take it from you by force.”

Odessa’s face fell instantly, realizing she was out of her depth. “G-Get away from me,” she demanded and backed away from the Incubus.

Swiftly, Batter grabbed the human, enjoying the distinct cry of fear before his other hand clasped over her throat, tightening. The sound of her gasping for air as he tightened his hand more, it was music to his ears. He always did love showing a human their place.

His tail flicked as a depraved grin filled his face. “Such a shame, if you would have just submitted, I would have let you enjoy. But alas you were rude. Plus, you did force another to be my treat for coming to Earth.”

He kept one hand on Odessa’s throat, the other coming up near her face. “Suppose I’ll have to seek you out when you fall to the Pride Ring. Hopefully you learn your place mortal.” With that, he let the human fall to the ground before shoving his claw through her chest. He grabbed her heart and crushed it, effectively killing the human. He pulled his hand free, and laughed as he watched the light fade from her eyes. “See you in Hell Odessa.”

Once the light was gone, Batter kicked the human away and turned to the bound one. “Such a shame about that one. She was kind of cute. Not a virgin like you, but virgins really aren’t my type.” Batter walked towards the me and grabbed me by the hair pulling me up by it. He ignored the muffled cries of pain as he thought of what he could do with his new toy.

“Hmm... What to do. Suppose I could just fuck you here and let you live to tell the tale. But, if I take you back home, I could just keep you as my little buffet. I think that would be better. I doubt a forced sacrifice would be much of a feast since you didn’t want to be involved from the start. But taking you home, I can train you. Teach you to be obedient and soon get all I need.”

“Yes, that is exactly what I will do.” With that, Batter threw me over his shoulder. The squirms I tried to do to get out of his grip, only ended up with me getting smacked on the ass.

“Stop, or I’ll just kill you too,” Batter snarled and snapped his fingers, stepping back onto the summoning circle. Within a blink, he was back to where he had been before, in his home. Dropping me on the bed, he got to work removing my bindings. With a swift movement of his claw, my bindings were released, and he removed my blindfold and gag just as quickly. “There, now you can see who will be your partner for eternity.”

I screamed and tried to back away, earning a harsh hair pull from the Incubus in front of me. “Listen here Human. You are MINE now. You will obey me, and you will submit. Otherwise, you will be ending up the same way as your friend.”

“Let me Go,” I cry and try to get loose. He tugged again, causing another cry.

“Fucking hell, shut up,” Batter snapped. Just as he was about to backhand me, his phone went off. “Batter,” he snapped into the phone. “Oh Lord Asmodeus…Yes. I did answer a summoning. I hand- Yes sir. I’ll come and give you a report of the summoning. I’ll be there soon.” He hung up and threw me to the bed. “Lucky bitch. I’ll be back to start taming you.”

Batter turned and left, leaving me alone in the room. He locked his bedroom door and left to meet with Asmodeus.

As I heard the lock click into place, I curled up crying. I didn’t understand what was happening, how any of this happened. Only that my life had turned to shit within a day.

After a few hours, I tried the door, it was indeed locked. I then checked the other doors in the room. There was one that led to a bathroom and another to a closet. I went to the window and saw we were on the ground floor.

I tried the window, and a gasp slipped from my lips as I found out I could open it. Slowly, I climbed out of it, and ran as fast as I could. Right out into the Hellhole that was the Pride Ring.

~~~~~~TRANSLATION OF LATIN ABOVE~~~~~~~~~~~

O great Asmodeus, king of lust.

You give the fires of desire and stay burning above.

I ask for your help to go further.

Give me what I have done in return, and I will perform this sacrifice of the virgin.

Please grant the Incubus to obey my orders and follow my will.

The end justifies the means, O great king of Lust, Asmodeus!

[abr]

L'esortazione papale "Laudate Deum" vuole imporre il dogma climatista (“L’origine umana del cambiamento climatico non può più essere messa in dubbio”) e ovviamente con metodi statalisti anzi sovrastatalisti, attraverso “organizzazioni mondiali più efficaci, dotate di autorità per assicurare il bene comune mondiale”. Un documento degno di una dittatura sudamericana, aizzante “forme vincolanti di transizione energetica. Al fine di avviare un nuovo processo che sia drastico”. Abbiamo dunque un papa che arriva a benedire la violenza dei gruppi ambientalisti: “Essi occupano un vuoto della società...”. Come se Papa Pio V avesse benedetto i giannizzeri di Alì Pascià. Madonna del Rosario, Auxilium christianorum, ti prego di riapparire e scomunicare questo osceno, ingombrante ideologo ai sensi del canone 1364 del codice di diritto canonico (ammesso tu abbia bisogno del codice di diritto canonico), affinché la pianti di frapporsi fra i cristiani e te, fra i cristiani e il figlio tuo.

Grande Langone via https://www.ilfoglio.it/preghiera/2023/10/07/news/questo-papa-ecologista-si-meriterebbe-una-bella-scomunica-5753408/