#Tassya

[thekinkyleopard]

Just This Once

A Zilya x Tass Canon Sequel

Sequel to Caught’cha!

⚠️Content Warning⚠️

Blood drinking kink, Casual Snz Insert, Smut,

Dom/Sub, induce

Description: Zilya took a huge risk choosing to punish Tass for snooping, rather than feeding themselves. They feel weak. Tass feels…guilty? Empathetic? He can’t place it but offers the vampire a taste to get them back on their feet….but it goes too far.

Author’s Notes: Horny on main! Horny on main! Horny on main! 🥳🥳 I just wanna write vampire smuuuuuut sorry not sorry 😂 @aller-geez did the cover art and owns Tassian!

It was miserable, Zilya couldn’t get out of their coffin, they hadn’t been this weak in centuries. Not since they had been a slave. Hunger hadn’t ever really been a problem but with the cold winter months turning everything to hibernation, and the hunting seasons getting longer, producing less and less for the vampire to consume. It was taking its toll. The last few days, not another animal in sight.

They tried, gripping the sides of the wooden containment taking a deep breath to heave themselves over but only managing to flop halfway out like a dead fish. Groaning with displeasure and disdain. “Whyyyyy…” they moaned through the horrendous inability to get to their feet. Suddenly, the sound of a gentle jingle began to titter its way across the space. Abyss, their little black papillon familiar, cautiously waltzing toward her master with an ever so softened look across her little puppy face.

“Mommy doesn’t feel…..right….little love…” Zilya sighed through lips that barely moved. The little dog whimpering softly, before brandishing their hand in tender dog kisses, almost offering herself to them. “Oh…my sweet girl….never you,” managing to muster up a loving smile toward his ever so faithful companion. “Too small….and precious…go, go back to bed….darling,” their voice was staggered as they fought between breathing and staying awake. They wouldn’t die. Vampires do not die from starvation, but they will go comatose until they are given blood. A defense mechanism of sorts.

The little black dog huffed helplessly through her tiny muzzle before tick tacking her way back to a very large and fluffy dog bed. She did not sleep but kept her worried gaze on her debilitated owner.

At this same moment of their pathetic current existence, Tassian came storming inside the room, flinging his dead cellular device back and forth, clearly distraught. “Look! We need electricity, I am SICK of having to go into town to charge my charging block, just to charge my phone. This is my litera-…” he paused, the creature that was normally so strong and alert, practically a puddle on the stone floor now. “H-Hey….?” His entire demeanor changed, what was this? This wasn’t normal? Tassian now fully concerned, got closer to the splayed vampiric lord.

“Leave me to dieeeeee…..” Zilya grumbled through a lazy throat, both of them surprised they could muster the strength to even speak they looked so poorly. Sunken eyes, more so than average, normally pale white scleras now blood shot, and their veins were almost bursting from behind their scarred flesh.

“Wait, no, seriously, Are you okay? Is there anything I can do?” Tassian asked with a more softened tone now, dismissing his previous woes.

“I-I’m just…so hungry….” The vampire responded, slowly shifting their gaze to look up at the other’s face.

“Shit that’s right….you haven’t fed…” The Jackalope cursed, looking down at the sunken creature with guilt, and slight frustration with themselves.

“Nope…. Too busy and-….” When they were suddenly cut off by the other’s nervous assumptions.

“Hey! I never asked you to-…” Zilya let out a breathless chuckle and shook their head.

“Food shortage as well….not your fault….” Tassian automatically feeling bad yet again for even suggesting he’d become a burden to the immortal within a few days.

“O-oh….right….” His gaze shifted, he looked toward the ground now, but still reaching over he to gently pat the weakened creature’s shoulder in an effort to comfort themselves both.

“Leave me….come spring…..bring blood….” Zilya spoke with genuine despair, trying to roll their eyes shut to accept a fate that wasn’t necessarily theirs for certain.

“Spring?? No way! I need you! What if someone invades the castle? You can’t expect me and Abyss to hold anyone back!” Aby looked up, her head turning sideways at the sound of her name, but without it being her master’s voice, she simply returned to her previous position. Tass panicked looking around and then furrowing his eyebrows with utter desperation he couldn’t stop the next sentence that came out his mouth. “What if I fed you?”

“You?” The vampire’s eyes now slowly slid back open, raising a thin brow curiously.

“Yeah, just this once, you could….drink from me….JUST !!!” He paused, his voice getting very loud, very serious, Zilya squinted in agony. “Don’t kill me please,” the other almost wanted to laugh at such an Insinuation, but it was valid. As intelligent as they were, they were so hungry they weren’t cognitive to the very real fact this would be their first time drinking from another person, ever.

“I….wont,” they spoke with a softened voice that still somehow exuded confidence, brows furrowed inward with determination. Still desperate to keep themselves conscious. 

“Okay well…uh…here let me….” He helped drag the vampire fully back into their coffin, but sliding Z into a sitting positon. The vampire helping by keeping themselves steady, gripping each side of the coffin’s edge. “Okay, and then I guess I’ll….just…” sliding into the coffin, getting themselves accompanied in Zilya’s lap.

They hadn’t been this close since Tass got busted snooping in places he shouldn’t. Which, as much as he enjoyed it, he couldn’t just let the vampire think they could just, own him. Pft. Right?…despite how much that secretly turned him on.

Despite his carnal lust, his natural instincts to adjust and adapt in relation to a predator, were far greater. He had learned relatively quick to ask permission for almost everything he did. It was slightly bothersome to the once lonely vampire. Someone always asking them to do, or for, something. Though, they had to admit, they did enjoy the influence they realized they now had on the castle guest. Being on the other end of this little, dance.

“Okay….” Zilya closed their eyes, responding back, to more than anything, keep themselves from passing back out and hibernating for the next several weeks. Tass took a deep breath in and slowly removed his shirt to make it all around easier to deal with.

“Okay…go uh…g-go ahead,” His legs trembled and his heart raced, Zilya reached out and placed a palm down upon it. They smiled.

“Thee is shaking….” Making a casual note out loud that almost sounded concerned.

“Well yeah! Not every damn day you feed a vampire on purpose! Can you just, okay?” Zilya chuckled breathlessly, shaking their head now with an almost solemn response.

“No,” a simple word, but one that carried enough weight to slap the other across his ego. What did the vampire mean NO.

“What?” His brows fell and crossed inward, the fuck was this guy’s problem?

“No,” Zilya repeated simply.

“Why?” Taking a slow deep breath in, Tassian thought maybe there was a reason, some sort of connection between the answer and his offer.

“Thee is scared….I can’t….it’s not….” Shaking their head slowly, trying not to make themselves too dizzy with the motion.

“I’m not scared,” his brows tightened at the other’s response, avoiding eye contact as he looked down at his hands, his body sitting across the weakened vampire’s lap.

“Thy legs….are shaking….heart racing….” Z simply didnt want Tassian to know what it felt like. To be used. To be a meal. It felt wrong. There was too many moral paradoxes to this situation, Zilya just didn’t want to scare the Jackalope away.

“Promise…it’s not fear,” he wasn’t lying, truthfully, it wasn’t every day that something like this came to be. He had just realized Vampires were real and if they’re hot, why not right? Couldn’t be that big of a deal.

“Okay…thou is certain?” Zilya looked back up to meet the other’s gaze, searching for any sparkle of doubt but only seemed to find first time jitters.

“Oh my g-…just…okay?” Tassian now mustered up the courage to look the vampire deep within their tired, glossy gaze and beg for it. Truthfully tired of playing this back and forth game, he was already more than mentally prepared. “Please,” confident now he repeated himself, his face freshly painted in a bright pink flush.

There was something that had long ago been locked down and snuffed out. A feral part of Zilya that they had not yet discovered til that moment a few days ago, and here it was. Back again. When that please dripped off Tassian’s lips. They leaned closer, mouth just barely grazing the soften skin of his neck, mere inches away, the sensation caused the Jackalope to tremble.

Tassian held his breath and within a few seconds as Zilya extended their long teeth with a stretch of their jaw, they pierced through the elastic flesh. A sharp gasp could be heard from the small male’s stuttering lips, hands shaking as they reached for the lapels on the vampire’s coat, gripping them desperately. The sharpened chill of Zilya’s teeth penetrating his neck, was a temporary feeling. The one that came after was what caused his body to suddenly start twitching and gently convulsing. Like a cold burn that ignited every one of his nerves to stand at attention.

Zilya had never drank blood from another living being beside his Masters, this was so incredibly new. They almost couldn’t believe the feeling of it. The taste, the connection, the power of it. Zilya’s fingers tightened within the little hybrid’s locks of hair, pulling the other’s neck closer to them. The vampire moaned, dangerously, a deep guttarl sound that surprised them both, their body feeling stronger every passing second they drank.

Tassian’s eyes rolled back in his head, mouth falling open while he squeaked another pleasured mewl from what little he could breathe. “Z-Zilya…” warning the other, unsure how long it had even been but his voice wasn’t very assertive, and the vampire ignored him. It fueled them.

Zilya grunted again, pushing, hovering, looming over the slowly shrinking Jackalope, overwhelmed with a sense of lust, intoxicated by it, realizing they could feel both theirs and his combined. The little hybrid wasn’t lying, he wasn’t scared. Gods. They weren’t sure they could stop. If ecstasy was a liquid, Zilya had found it. Slowly while the strength began to return to their body, Zilya’s grip tightened, and desperately they continued sucking the younger almost dry.

Tass moaned, pushing himself further into the numbing, ice cold pierce of Z’s fangs, his body twitched as his blood supply grew less, and less. Dancing on the edge of life and death they both let out a series of desperate grunts, moans and whimpers. Without conscious thought, Zilya began to move his hands away and tug at the jackalope’s jeans, and his own. The pleasure becoming too great, now they moved upon their hunger.

The frantic movement, the sudden exposure, Tassian began to fluster with several different emotions, but unable to push past the feral lust the two of them now shared. “W-wait….” he gasped his eyes fighting to open, fluttering, the other’s mouth tightening around his flesh. “Z-Zilya w-wait….” He tries again his palms pushing at the other’s chest. The vampire grunts, angrily, animalistically.

At this point they had stopped extracting blood, aware they were playing with fire if they stole but a drop more. Yet, Zilya refused to let go, now pushing their new connection, Tass, could hear the creature’s voice echo inside his skull.

“Hm? Is this not what thee desires? I can taste it in thy blood….thee wishes to be mine….” Like rhythms dancing and bouncing around his suddenly empty head, his body flushed, wanting. Tass whimpered as his resolves weakened, unable to brush through the fog. He couldn’t lie his way out, they were connected, he was exposed and as terrifying as that was to Tass, it was blatantly erotic. No one could ever have such control over him like this, no one else could make his body feel like it may just explode with so little to show for it. Zilya snarked from behind the tightened clench of his jaw, still clasped to Tass’s neck. “Figured as much…”

Once again, the vampire continued their motions to strip the other of his lower clothing, and ripping off the underwear that protected him underneath. Tassian blushed deeply, his eyes fluttering to stay alert, but his body had no problem responding to every slide of Zilya’s fingers across his heated flesh. “Hah~…” he gasped from behind his trembling lips, Z’s cold hands touched his inner thighs, spreading him apart and toying with the other’s clenching cheeks. “Surrender to thy wants my little prey….stop denying ourselves this moment…I can feel thy needs growing stronger…..” Tassian could hear the vampire’s chocolate tone melting inside his cranium, and they were right. He wanted it so terribly bad, for the first time in probably his entire life, he was desperate for it. If nothing really, he was just too chicken shit to admit it. His body trembling, palms grasping now at the fabric of Zilya’s ruffled shirt pulling them closer to him. Trying to signal the vampire in any way he could that he was slipping away from reality. Their bodies brushed up against one another, and Zilya took their opportunity.

Swiftly taking themselves out of their own pants, and teasingly rutting their rock hard length up against Tass’s own twitching cock. With hesitation, the vampire finally unlatches their mouth from the smaller’s now weeping neck. Lines of crimson trickled down his scarred and slashed shoulder. Zilya took notice of the other’s afflictions, curiously like their own. Was this what connected them? Two tortured souls, come to be one?

They spoke not a word as they stripped themselves of their shirt, exposing their bare scarred flesh. Littered in degreeing bite sizes. Tassian reaches up with shaking palms to trace them with the pads of his fingers tips.

Zilya’s eyes were brighter now, the blood having drained from their scleras. Yet, they avoided the other’s gaze when he laid touch upon their many scars. The dominant being suddenly a hint of shy, they weren’t used to this level of vulnerability, nor intimacy, neither of them were. As both bodies led with instinct rather than permission.

The vampire reached for the jackalope’s hand, bringing it upwards to place gentle kisses across the younger’s softened fingers. “I trust you,” fell out of Tassian’s mouth as he watched the other adorn his fingers.

Zilya let this sink in, reluctant yet lustful eyes brought themselves back to meet his little mate’s gaze. Neither of them said anything more, as Zilya’s tongue slid from between his lips and captured Tassian’s index and middle digits. Coating them, purposefully. The dark haired male could only gaze with a slightly agap jaw, lids fluttering as desire filled him. No one had ever done such a thing, he couldn’t look away, almost curiously, he slipped another digit in the mix. Zilya now taking the fingers into their mouth fully, slipping and twisting their dampened tongue around each finger.

Tassian whimpered almost soundlessly while he watched, his cheeks redder, unbelieving of the display, but as fast as the moment came, it also went when the fingers fell out of the warm cavern within seconds. “Take your fingers, and insert them….” They paused, grabbing the other’s wet hand and leading it toward Tass’s puckered entrance. “Here…..” pink eyes hungry as they gazed over the male’s twitching hole. As much as they hated to, they looked away but only to meet the other’s face once more. “Nothing else….fail to follow thine instructions….” Leaning closer, his words now trailing directly into the smaller’s ear drum. “And face consequences, understood?” Zilya asked with an authoritative calmness that brought Tassian to a shiver. “Understood?” Their tone tighter now, more aggressive, inpatient, as they awaited confirmation.

“U-Understood…” Tassian could hardly breathe, between being light headed from blood loss and euphoria. The Jackalope reached between his thighs and with slickened digits, pushed through his cheeks and started to tease and work his hole. His eyes slid shut, tight, squeezed with force, Zilya glared.

“Look at me,” voice commanding, almost cold. Tassian slowly slipped his orange orbs back open, only for his eyebrows to fold upward.

“H-Hn…I f-feel so…l-lewd…please Zilya….” Their gazes never broke, and the vampire’s lips spread into a thin, but satisfied smirk.

“I love the way my name sounds from thine lips….” They expressed this in more of a relieved sigh, than solid words. Zilya’s own lidded gaze sweeping upon his conquest’s movements. “Just stay like that, my dove,” licking their lips they reached down within the the pile of discarded clothing. Out they pulled from the inside of their crumpled jacket, that same, feather.

“Z-Z…?” Tassian questioned nervously, but unable to express himself properly as he felt his fingers massaging and wiggling inside his own body, length twitching and leaking against his stomach.

“I was considering a little treat for you, treasure, what do you say?” Licking their lips hungrily. “Don’t you want to feel really good?” The words were so tantalizing while they left the creature’s mouth and as Tassian watched with his glossy orange orbs, Zilya twisted and turned the familiar feather he had become acquainted to a few days prior. Looking between it, Zilya and trying to keep his eyes open as he pushed his fingers in and out of himself, all he could do was whimper pathetically in response.

“H-hAh ~…” silently inviting the other forward, Zilya leaned in, watching intently swiping the feather across his nostrils in a quick, teasing motion. It beckoned forth that feeling. That prickle, the static of an oncoming storm.

“Say please,” Zilya demanded gently, voice a bit tender as they leaned in close.

“Hnn….” It wasn’t that Tassian didn’t want to answer, it’s that he found himself at a cross roads of being unable to speak without finding himself fighting for his life not to blow. His nose scrunched, and his head tightened. He knew it was only a matter of seconds before it was to come flying out of him.

“Say, please,” The vampire persisted, causing the smaller male to make a decision. He chose, wisely.

“Please…” Zilya smirked at the success of having such an effect on the smaller male. Licking his lips again, they drew the feather closer once more, pushing and twisting the object into Tassian’s already huffing nose. The flickering gasps of air only causing the feather tendrils to split and tickle his inner walls. Watching the younger squirm helplessly underneath their antics and pleasuring himself was enough to send Zilya over the brink of control.

“Come on little rabbit, I know you have it in there…” praising the struggling Jackalope, leading him through it. “AHT, AHT, don’t get too distracted now, my darling Prey,” goading the black haired male while his fingers continued to twirl and shove the feather across the other’s twitching nose.

Tassian’s breathing hitched, and caught. His eyes watering and he couldn’t bring himself to speak. Actually, he went to open his lips to say something and all that came out was a loud, over due, unfiltered sneeze. “ehh’SCZTIEW!” He sprayed across Zilya’s flickering hand, the pressure that had built within his head finally releasing. It felt entirely too good as he continued to pleasure himself through it.

“Mmh, you can do better than that…” Zilya clicked their tongue with mild disappointment, slipping their body between Tassian’s legs and in between relentlessly tickling at the jackalope’s poor nostrils, that now started to leak, the other hand reached to stroke their length. “Give me something special, puppet,” purring with a lustfilled drawl, pushing the tip of their cock at the other’s fingers, signaling them to move with assertive action.

“Ah-…I-…H-hih’ESCH’iew!!” Releasing them as they came, Tassian felt the reserve of holding back at a loss while they both relished in the desires between them. “S-so full…it’s soo full….Zilya please….” Whimpering, he tried to sniffle his sinuses clear, loudly. “SNDdffF!!” To no use but the fact this was doing something for the vampire, made it acceptable for him to otherwise ditch the efforts.

“Shhh, that’s okay, little dove….feel how full you are…embrace it,” taking in a deep, sultry breath the vampire pushed their way forward, teasing, pricking and poking at his entrance. “I’m about to make you fuller…” Tassian whimpered weakly, the softened object still fluttering across his sensitive face. He blushed, he bit his lower lip, and his reddened nosey dribbled slowly as Zilya’s actions persisted.

“Z-Zily-Hhhhhh…..” his nose stretched and scrunched, another one almost stuck as he himself used what little strength he had left in his sore neck to alleviate it. Almost like a cat rubbing against their owner’s leg, the Jackalope pushed and nuzzled the feather, praying to get the stubborn sneeze out. In time Zilya watched this motion, sucking their lower lip with blissful agony, they couldn’t take it anymore.

Zilya plunged deep within the small male, who cried out in pleasure only for his echoing sounds to be cut off with an explosion. His body tightened, muscles clasped around the vampire’s hard, thrusting cock, they shuddered. A mistral cloud of saliva fell upon their flesh and Zilya’s delicate breaths became labored inhales and shaky exhales. Hips snapped forward to soak their cock in convulsions while Tassian spasmed around them. “HIXTTSHH’ieu!” Zilya dropped the feather and brought both their palms under Tass’s tightened jaw, using it as leverage, they also pushed their foreheads together.

“So fucking good for me, aren’t thee?” Their voice almost possessive the way it trickled out of Z’s mouth, the vampire snipped and licked at Tassian’s swollen, wet lips. “My delicious treat,”

“S-so….good,” the submissive repeated, almost completely broken from all the forcible pressure still ailing him.

“Hm, thy like that don’t thee? Like when I make thee release from thine head to thy groin?” The vampire snickered, eyes still casing the jackalope’s twisted face. Pleasured, mouth hanging slightly open, a small wet line that trailed from his left nostril, around his mouth, and down his jaw. “Thy looks so ravishing…certainly thee has another for me?” Never breaking eye contact as they spoke with a shakey, raspy voice. “I’m so close, puppet…” their hands grew tighter as they gripped his head. Tassian’s sinuses still swollen enough that he was almost certain he could oblige. Quickly, almost too quickly the smaller nodded his head in response and waited.

Unexpectedly, Zilya brought their face extremely close, brushing their lips just gently upon one another, dropping a soft, tender kiss, before breaking away. They then used the tip of their own nose to bump and skate past the other’s in a motion almost as light as the feather.

This was far more intimate than what he had pictured, had in mind, expected? He labored, gasping slowly, huffing. Zilya continued his movements, tenderly thrusting himself within the other’s flushed body while working delicately to squeeze one last blow from the melting jackalope.

“Hnnn…hmm….” Tassian focused, his eyes squeezed shut.

“You can do it, my little puppet, I know you can,” egging and encouraging the dark haired male, their bodies starting to glisten with sweat while Zilya’s hips worked to fill and pleasure Tassian’s hole.

“Aaahh…H-..Hh’Ik'shiew!” His throat had tightened up, and his eyes squeezed shut as the sneeze racked through him. Arms flexing and twitching with instinct to cover himself, but the vampire lay in his way.

“There it is, I’m so proud of thee…” Zilya’s eyes sparkled with admiration as their cock pulsed inside Tass’s tightened walls. “Shit…” they hesitated before their hips snapped wildly. “Shit I’m gonna fuckin….cum…fuck…” the jackalope had never heard so many foul words come out the other’s usually eloquent mouth. Tassian reached down and stroked himself loosely, fingers teasing and slipping over his sensitive head.

“M-Me too….” Responding breathlessly as his orange eyes locked onto Zilya’s pleasured expressions, watching their face twist the closer they reached their peak.

“Yeah? My little treasure’s going to blow? Hm? Tell me…tell me, I want to hear thy lips speak it…,” the words that fell out of their mouth were surely commanding but also a hint of desperate, needy.

“You’re going to make me cum, Zilya…” the words that echoed inside of the vampire’s ears were silky, erotic and while the smaller blushed brightly he used a tone that could only be described as utterly sinful.

Zilya’s hips buckled and shoveled themselves deep inside the other’s hole as far back as their cock would reach before spilling over. They continued to pump, loosely, in uncalculated motions while the jackalope continued to jerk his length, before also, completely over flowing himself. “Fuuuuuuuuck…..” Tassian whispered in a long, strained tone, moistened eyes had fallen back inside his head.

The vampire watched with hungry, lidded pupils, their hips still slowly rocking, almost unwilling to pull out. “I don’t want to stop….” They admitted lazily, tired eyes still drinking the other in.

“Then absolutely don’t…” this time Tassian wrapped his legs tightly around the vampire’s waist, ensuring there would be no where for the creature to go. Besides for round two.

“Good” taking the opportunity, Zilya moved to thrust their arms under the other’s motions. Lifting the jackalope’s legs now, they hooked at each of the vampire’s strong arms in a very tightened missionary position, their dribbling cock still hard as it continued to barrel through him.

“F-Fuck…Z-Zilya….” Their foreheads pressed together while lips barely touched one another. Savoring each the other’s hot, ragged breath against their own.

“Say it again…my name…say it again….” they couldn’t get enough. For once, someone wanted them, was desperate for them, was a pathetic mess, for them. The power, the ego. Zilya’s hips snapped harder, faster, as the smaller’s pleas fueled their hunger.

“Zilya….” Tassian carelessly gave in, it mattered not how much it inflated Zilya’s head, or how it made him look in fact. For once the jackalope was finding pleasure in sex, someone on the same wavelength as him.

“Again, ” the vampire growled from deep within the pit of his chest.

“Zilya,” the dark haired male obliged, every time, happy to provide, grateful to serve. He would say it a million times if needed.

“I want to carve the sound of thy voice into my brain…Say. It. Again” they almost spat with a lust fueled rage whilst they commanded more.

“Zillyyyaaa…” His body bounced while the vampire roughly fucked him into the tightened, yet cushioned space of Zilya’s wide coffin. Though it was made with the intention of extra elbow room, it served just enough space to plow the shorter jackalope.

“Shhhhh……it…” shoveling their arms underneath the smaller male now, Zilya hooked themselves around his arms and gripped the jackalope’s sweating and scarred shoulders. They pushed their hips upward once more and came again, this time sure the orange eyed prey would leak from overflow.

Tassian gasped, body tightening around them, he hadn’t felt pleasure like this before, continuous, desirable….it was almost addictive. Dangerously considering never stopping, almost completely hooked. Drunk off the Vampire’s essence and how every inch of motion just felt rightfully connected to him. This would easily become addictive. Tassian knew, this was only the start.

His back arched and he moaned helplessly at the feeling of Zilya’s cum filling him up. His own body succumbing to pleasure as he milked his length for a second orgasm, body pulsating, and twitching under the vampire that was trying to desperately keep themselves from collapsing onto the smaller’s frame.

“If I…don’t stop….” Pulling their twitching, leaking length out from Tass’s greedy hole, they both gasped for air, trying to peel themselves apart. “I never will….thy body is addictive…sweet treasure,” Zilya managed to crack a half smirk from his tired, and spent expression.

“I won’t lie…I’m pretty sure that was the best sex of my life…” finally taking a moment to catch his breath, the jackalope slumped from within the space.

“Me as well,” Zilya admitted, sitting back on their heels they ran their hands up to tie back the locs that had fallen from their once pinned state. Securing it all in a bun with a long stray loc.

“Hey, you don’t need to say that just because I did, you’re like what? 1000?” Chuckling with slight embarrassment. He couldn’t have been that good, surely the vampire had been around the block or two.

“700, and thy would be surprised….but I speak the truth, thee is truly a drug…I worry for thine safety if I can maintain my control,” raising a cocky brow, they snickered followed by a slow bite of their lip.

“W-well….uh…” blushing profusely, he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He was this immortal creature’s best? A drug? Someone so beautiful….so interesting….liked him? He cleared his throat. “Then, don’t,”

“Don’t control myself?” Zilya was incredibly confused, they’d never met someone like this, what did he mean?

“Yeah, don’t….I’ll be yours but…” now the other was looking away, avoiding eye contact as he stuck himself out on a limb.

“But?” Intrigued with what the other had to offer, Zilya listened closely, looking the other’s nervous body expression over for clues.

“You have to also be mine….” It came out sort of mumbled, not entirely the confidence he’d been going for but there was something so exotic about the immortal that flustered him.

“Deal,” Zilya shrugged simply, reaching a hand out to make it official.

“Deal?” Tassian looked over now, hesitantly, but looked over none the less, and slowly…took the other’s hand, as they shook on it.

“Deal…now get the absolute hells back over here…it’s been centuries I have a lot to make up for,” gripping the back of Tassian’s head the vampire initiated him back in for hours more of newly discovered bliss.

The End

Author’s Notes: OOPS IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG MY PRIORITIES HAVE BEEN WHACK AF. I’ve been playing Baldur’s Gate like an insatiable beast. WE ALLLLLL KNOW who Zilya is based off okay…..Don’t talk to me T^T anyways this was probably the hottest fic I’ve ever written, personally. 🫠🫠🫠🫠

[aller-geez]

I’m sure people don’t actually care, but—

I made this relationship chart to give people an idea about how all 20 of the characters of A Shifter’s Tale feel about one another 🩶

Maybe it was overkill to make a 400 slot chart, but O H W E L L ✨

For later reference, this chart will either be linked in the character masterlists, or I may just include the actual photo if I feel like getting my laptop~

@thekinkyleopard owns…… half of these ✨😂

[isadoralgcy]

O Álbum.

Capa:

Time Machine é o quarto álbum da banda “Four stations” que navega pelas águas do tempo, fundindo elementos do passado com visões futurísticas. Cada faixa é uma jornada sonora que captura a nostalgia e a esperança, celebrando os eventos que moldaram o presente e inspiraram o amanhã. “Analog hearts” é o lead single do álbum e ainda contém 3 outros singles.

Título: Time machine

Gênero: Pop/Alternativo

Lançado: 15/08/2006

Photoshot

Como o álbum é visual e fala sobre momentos e as várias faces do tempo, a estética tá mais anos 2000-2006 com os efeitos daquela época.

Com o intuito de levar sua música para o mundo e fazer com que suas vozes fossem valorizada por todos, a banda “Four Stations” realiza a turnê “Universal Time Machine Tour” por toda a américa latina, alguns países da Europa, e alguns da ásia.

De acordo com o álbum os looks decididos para a turnê de então aqui:

REBOOT

Quase duas décadas depois dos acontecimentos da turnê, a Netflix resolveu produzir um reboot contando os motivos a qual levou o afastamento dos integrantes, o elenco é composto por Millie Bob Brown, Tassya Teles, Zendaya e Harry Shun jr.

The temporal fragment

Quatro integrantes de uma banda super famosa e estourada pelo mundo todo encerram sua turnê do 4 álbum de estúdio lançado por eles, porém internautas e fãs da bande percebem um afastamento muito suspeito e repentino do grupo, acompanhe a série documental e descubra o desenrolar dessa história.

Narrativa

Após o último show da turnê “Universal Time Machine Tour”, ao misterioso aconteceu entre os integrantes e criou-se uma dúvida muito grande nos fãs que os acompanhavam por muitos anos e sabiam muito bem como eles eram bem unidos durante todo o tempo, até que um dia Cassie(Tassya Teles) vai a um programa e dá uma deixa sobre algo que poderia secretamente ter acontecido entre eles, mas não deixou muito na cara oq seria pois envolvia muitas outras coisas perigosas e que se fossem a tona, acabaria com o patrimônio e fama boa que todos eles tinham construído durante suas carreiras, Patrick( Harry shum Jr) não havia entendido muito bem oq ela quis dizer com tudo isso e a confrontou sobre a motivação da qual Cassia teria ido contar sobre em um programa que era muito assistido por todos na época em que tudo aconteceu, cassie então diz que não poderia contar para ele pois se tratava de um segredo em que envolvia Priscilla( Millie bob brown) e Andréia ( Zendaya), ele então pergunta novamente o motivo de n contar e ela segue relutante com aquilo. Priscilla e Andréia então ao ficarem sabendo de tudo fazem uma ligação para conversar e decidir oq fazer pois já estava em todos os jornais e holofotes, todos ansiosos pelo depoimento das ex integrantes da banda, para então finalmente descobrir a razão daquilo afastamento. Episódios se passam e o desenrolar dessa história vai ficando cada vez mais misterioso e tenso, no final acaba sendo revelado que o motivo pelo qual ocorreu o asfaltamento foi a encoberta tentativa de um assassinato envolvendo priscilla e Andréia, na qual as duas teriam feito acordo com um cara que era metido em tráfico e já teria feito outros trabalhos a troco de dinheiro pra várias pessoas, mas o pior chega depois, a pessoa que priscilla e Andréia queriam matar era seu próprio “amigo” e integrante de sua banda, por motivos de estar fazendo muito sucesso em grupo e de forma solo, e as duas não gostaram de ser ofuscadas, Cassie descobriu tudo e guardou esse segredo por muitos anos, resolvendo então jogar tudo no ventilador após n aguentar mais guardar.

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'Arwah terkena buatan orang di bahagian perut, oleh 6 orang' - Gadis ini kongsi kisah kakaknya meninggal dunia akibat disihir

Apabila dendam dan cemburu menguasai diri, manusia sanggup melakukan apa sahaja demi kepuasan dirinya. Walaupun langkah yang dilakukan bertentangan dengan agama, mereka seolah-olah tidak gentar dengan dosa yang dilakukan.

Dikhianati rakan. Itu antara kejadian yang terjadi pada kakak gadis ini. Pada awalnya, disangkakan kakaknya hanya mengalami sakit biasa. Tetapi lama kelamaan kesihatan kakaknya semakin merosot. Di penghujung umur arwah, mereka sekeluarga baru mengetahui arwah sebenarnya terkena buatan orang.

"KAKAK kau sakit apa?" A question that I can't answer and had my lips silence for a year. And today, finally, the strength has come. So I will tell you, the story of how, an angel of mine, left me.

So before I get started, please acknowledge that I write this because there's so many rumours of her death was from fake sources like, many people thought she had a serious sickness since she was a little but no. Definitely not.

Yusra Natassya. A name that when you mention it, people will take her as a sweet girl. From what I know, arwah memang banyak gila orang suka sampai adalah seorang dua orang yang sanggup datang rumah jumpa abah cakap nak berkawan but she's not that type yang cepat cair.

She also had many good friends yang arwah suka cerita kat I (shout out to kak Syakirah, Athirah, Hani, Arina, Mira, Hana and more). She's always grateful to have you guys in their heart, till the point she actually doesn't let me sleep just to tell how her day went with you guys.

She was a UiTM Puncak Perdana student, took a penulisan course if I'm not mistaken, had finished her degree, and had a boyfriend. Also a part-timer at 7 Eleven. Done describing her, moving on to the true story.

So basically, memang jadi rutin kitorang berdua, setiap bulan 12,kitorang akan balik Melaka. So this story was on December 2017. Melaka tu tempat tinggal mak ayah angkat kitorang, jadi kitorang pergi sana as a holiday for us. Macam balik kampung jugaklah.

Everything was so fine until one day. Macam biasa, kitorang memang akan tidur lambat as Korean variety shows memang syok tengok malam-malam. That night, arwah ada buat video instastory pasal triplets. However, sebelum sempat post, in that video, ada something melintas through the tv.

To tell in detail, dia macam, bila korang tengah tengok tv, tiba-tiba ada orang melintas. But in that video, it was a dark silhouette. My late-sister terus ajak I tidur and esoknya, baru dia cerita. We told Ayah about this and he was like "Ciptaan Allah ada macam-macam. Kita tak kacau dia, takpe."

Since ever that case, something weird jadi kat arwah. Masa dekat Melaka tak nampak sangat, time kat rumah kitorang, January, 2018, it started meluas. The weird thing is that arwah bila dia makan je, dia terus sakit perut. Literally everytime. She told me her concern and I said "Oh maybe it's normal. Go check kat doctor" She did but doctor said it was nothing.

So kitorang pun macam, oh okay then. Benda ni berlarutan sebulan. Kadang-kadang sakit, kadang-kadang tak. Masuk bulan 2, arwah start demam. Memang dalam bulan dua tu, arwah asyik demam je. Demam, elok. Demam, elok. Part ni I dah macam "Apa kena ngan sis ni, dia dahlah tak selalu sakit."

Pergi kat doctor lagi, dia cakap demam biasa. Once again, takpelah. Masuk je bulan 3, time ni arwah dah start ambil license. She memang pening everytime naik kereta. Arwah and my mom memang bila naik kereta je muntah, so in this case, I tak berapa hairan sangat.

Bila dia start ambil ujian memandu, dia memang dua tiga kali terpaksa balik awal sebab muntah. Selang seli dengan demam and sakit perut lagi. So macam, everything went bad for her.

Skip skip masuk bulan empat. Time tu arwah memang dah start kurus gila, kalau kawan-kawan arwah perasan, wrist and waist dia, memang betul-betul keding. Like muka pun cengkung. Arwah memang tak ada selera langsung nak makan.

Masuk May, arwah asyik terbaring, tak boleh bangun. Memang dia betul-betul  tak larat, my mom yang kena jaga dia. Nak pergi tandas, kena ada yang teman. Dia asyik mengadu dia betul-betul sakit. Sampai tahap dia cakap kat my mom, "Mak, tolonglah jangan pergi dulu. Nanti takde siapa jaga kita."

Memang macam-macam hospital kitorang pergi untuk rawat arwah. Arwah mengadu perut sakit, so kitorang upah tukang urut untuk urut arwah everyday. But little did you guys realize, we never take any step to jumpa ustaz. Pelik kan?

Ramadhan pun tiba. Arwah tak boleh nak puasa, sebab perut dia sakit. Makan sakit, tak makan pun sakit. Tapi better for her to makan, tak nak bagi angin masuk. Suddenly, ada satu malam tu, arwah nampak ada satu lembaga bentuk frame senyum sindir kat dia.

Bayangkan, time bulan puasa. Time arwah cerita, memang peliklah. Then time birthday dia, my bro semua balik to celebrate and tanya nak apa as a gift. "My healthy and happiness back," she said.

Kalau korang nak tahu, through all these months, dia tak layan kawan-kawan and boyfriend nicely because she's not in the mood at all. Ada satu hari tu, dia memang sakit teruk, kawan-kawan dia marah sebab tak reply message. Sedih sangat, orang tak tahu condition dia. She once said "Daripada sakit mcm ni, baik mati."

Straight to the day, the most painful day. Hari tu, arwah tengah tidur dalam bilik. I kejut arwah suruh tidur kat depan sebab nak kemas bilik. She opened her eyes,in shaking voice, she said, "Syah, gelap ni. Tak nampak. Mak, kita tak nampak, gelap. "Dia nampak hitam je.

Lepas kemas bilik, I took a nap. Bangun-bangun dengar bunyi bising kat depan. "Tassya bangun!" diiringi suara abah I nangis. I was so panicked and terkejut. I rushed to them and saw arwah dah kejang. Her feets and hands were all turned to blue and cold. We brought her to the hospital.

Remember I cakap we never took her to ustaz? That night, I dont know macam mana boleh terfikir,  kitorang pergi cari ustaz, tapi bulan puasa kan, semua tengah sibuk. So, my parents jaga arwah kat hospital, siblings pergi cari ustaz. Jumpa seorang ustaz ni, dia cakap arwah kena buatan orang.

Ustaz tu memang dari Pusat Rawatan Islam. Jadi dia tahu benda-benda macam ni. Arwah kena buatan orang dekat bahagian perut, oleh 6 orang. Basically sekumpulan, sebab tu arwah sakit perut. Allah je tahu betapa luluhnya hati kitorang bila dengar ada orang dengki.

Ustaz dah tak boleh tolong sebab dah lambat sangat. Dia cakap memang orang yang buat ni tutup mata ahli keluarga daripada nampak kesakitan arwah supaya tak bawak jumpa ustaz.

Forgot to add, malam sebelum dia pergi, dia ada muntah keluar warna hitam. Keesokan dia, bila I nak pergi buang dia punya muntah, plastik tu kosong, takde kesan langsung, seolah-olah plastik tu tak pernah digunakan.

Sumber: Aissyah

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SMA N 1 Air Pura Tassya Mayadia Meraih Juara III Pada Lomba Komsos Kreatif Irama Pahlawan di Makodim 0311/Pessel

SMA N 1 Air Pura Tassya Mayadia Meraih Juara III Pada Lomba Komsos Kreatif Irama Pahlawan di Makodim 0311/Pessel

Pesisir Selatan, Sumbarlivetv – SMA N 1 Air Pura Tassya Mayadia Meraih Juara III Pada Lomba Komsos Kreatif Irama Pahlawan di Makodim 0311/Pessel . Dengan diiringan lagu ‘Irama Pahlawan’ Tassya Mayadia datangi Makodim 0311/Pessel Jumat,n(12/11/2021). Pada kesempatan itu Tassya didampingi orang tuanya Tamrin (58) dan guru pendamping Firda Riki Ahta ( SMA N 1 Air Pura) atas undangan Dandim 0311/…

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ooops another Tassya snzario........ @thekinkyleopard

BDSM snz idea (will contain mess!) A Brat type with an obvious cold, runny/stuffy nose, face flushness, sore throat, sneezing and coughing. Their dom asks if their sick and the brat type denies it even though Dom knows they're sick. So dom decides to play keep away with the tissues until their sub admits it. Maybe they use their own shirt (or their dom's) until they can't take it anymore and begin to beg for a tissue. "pl-please sir/miss/mx, cad I-i haaah hah! have a tihhh hih! tissue?" But of course just this little ask isn't enough. the Dom wants more! "hm? but i though you weren't sick sweetheart, why would you need a tissue?!" The dom replies wanting to give their sub a taste of their own medicine (haha pun)

Thee sub keeps sniffling and snuffling to keep their runny nose in check as best they can but its only making the tickle in their nose worse. "pl-please I-I hih! I need th-them'b" "And why is that???" "b-behhh because i-i hahhh Have a c-cold" The dom chuckles and smirk widely. "oh you do?! why don't you tell me what doesn't feel good" The sub knows the dom's doing this to humiliate them and boy is it working. "M-my h-head h-hurts, s-so does my throat aaah hhhaaah! and! EEETCHIIIEW! EEETCHHIIIEEW! ugh my dn-dnose iiih! IITSHIIIEW!" The sub could hardly get a word out as each sneeze caused their nose to drip and leak with snot and spray wetly. Their breath still hitching signaling their nose still wasn't done making a mess out of them yet.

"Oh what about your nose, lil pet?" The sub begins to desperate fan at their face while they continue.

"It s-s-so stuuuuhh stuffy, ad ruddy aaahh ad so tiiih tih hih! IIH'CHIIEW! tickly!" The dom gets nice and close to their sub and chuckles a little. "oh yeah its all red and irritated honey, I think you do need a tissue" They slowly pull one from the box and press it to their sub's trembling and leaking nose. "go on, now right into the tissue" The sub gasped hugely and went into a fit. This quickly soaked the tissue, the dom could feel the wetness already seeping through and coating their hand but they kept going until the sub stopped. Pulling away the tissue caused many strings and cords of snot of varying thickness to follow. The dom laughs once more and says. "aaaw my poor baby, you really do have a bad cold. Look at the mess you made. All that snot oozing out of your nose, you got my hand all wet too! tsk tsk tsk what am i gonna do with you and that nose of yours~" The sub looks up at their dom, blushing in horny embarrassment. The dom kisses their forehead and pulls them to their chest. "Guess that means I'm gonna have to take care of you.~"

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The King: Blaize Pyrran

Pyrran is Jackson’s father, and an important character from The Lost Crown. I don’t really have his first introduction written yet, so here’s a brief paragraph where he’s telling a story to his son. I still haven’t quite found his voice yet, but he’s a fun character to write.

“Tassyae, she said it would happen during your childhood. Now, of course, an Aeldradan child is older than a human child. I wouldn’t call you a child, but to them you still are, so I suppose it makes sense. We thought the danger had passed, when so many years had gone by with no sign. But then the visions came back. It was shortly after that that we saw the first creature, we ha no idea what they are or where they came from. We were unprepared. When it got into the palace, we were grateful it was only a little one, but we knew we needed to leave. So we came here, to this underground city. The Aeldradai helped us build it, years ago, under the old King. He always thought about our people’s safety.”

@incandescent-creativity @knightedwriter 

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Roschell Tetap Pertahankan Keindahan City Pop Era 80an Lewat Debut EP ‘At the Time’

Roschell akhirnya secara resmi melepas debut EP yang bertajuk “At the Time” pada 16 Oktober. Melalui kabar baik ini pula, Roschell menyampaikan pesan sebagai salam selamat datang untuk Kemal sang gitaris yang resmi menjadi member ketiga mereka. At the Time berisikan empat track diantaranya Reviens, Perfect Time, Shimmering, dan satu single yang telah dilepas sebelumnya yakni Perspective.

Materi yang dimainkan masih dalam garis besar musik City Pop kental dengan vibes era 70-80an ditambahkan kemasan organic dari Roschell sendiri. “At the Time adalah kumpulan renungan dari sang vokalis, Tassya, yang sebagian besar didapatnya dari perjalanan seperempat hidupnya. Ini tentang bagaimana seseorang harus bertahan untuk memenuhi kebutuhannya, untuk membuat keputusan, lari dari kenyataan, dan pada akhirnya menyerah dan percaya bahwa segala sesuatu akan menjadi sempurna pada saat itu.” ungkap Roschell melalui rilis pers.

Streaming dan beli secara digital debut EPnya disini 

Ditulis oleh Fadly Zakaria.M

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Oh nooooo Tassya inspooooo 😏

hhh- h0rny nsfw hindbrain thought..

Dom edging a closeted snzfucker, repeatedly pushing them right to the brink of orgasm, then pulling back. Snzfucker is actually holding out quite well and resists the urge to cum…

..That is, until the dom’s allergies suddenly starts acting up and they begin to sneeze uncontrollably amidst their edging session.

Snzfucker gets immensely more turned on than they already were, and they’re already sooo sensitive and close to cumming… they’re too embarrassed about their kink to tell them right now, but in their gooned-up haze they stutter:

“P-please stop… I-if you keep.. unff- ..s-sneezing, I-I’m gonna…”

Dom has no idea and says between allergic hitching breaths:

“H-huh? I-I can’t stop.. my allergies.. sorry, i’m- HIH.. g-gonna…”

Both parties end up exploding simultaneously in different ways… and during aftercare the snzfucker has some explaining to do…

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Roschell : Rilis Single Bernuansa Disco 80-an

Photo Doc. Roschell

Setelah sebelumnya di tahun 2018 kemarin merilis single perdana bertajuk “Sense”. Kelompok music electronic pop asal Surabaya yang cukup banyak terinspirasi dari warna disko era 80an, Roschell mengawali kiprah di tahun 2019 ini dengan merilis single kedua yang diberi judul “Hingar”. Single terbaru ini dirilis dan telah diupload pada Official Youtube Channel Roschell pada tanggal 19 Januari 2019.

Berbeda dari single pertama yang berbahasa Inggris, untuk kali ini Roschell menggunakan lirik yang seluruhnya berbahasa Indonesia. “Di single ini kita bercerita tentang keresahan orang-orang dalam menjalani rutinitas hariannya, lalu perlahan mengerti realita hidup tidak sejalan dengan rencana dan keinginannya” ungkap Wira, bassist/synth Roschell. “Namun dibalik keresahan itu mereka percaya bahwa apa yang mereka lakukan akan berhasil suatu saat nanti”, tambah Tassya sang vokalis.

Artwork “Hingar” by Roschell

Single ini sendiri merupakan sebuah jalan pembuka di awal tahun 2019. Setelah namanya mulai mencuat di skena musik Surabaya menjelang akhir tahun 2018 kemarin, dan tampil di beberapa gigs lokal, Roschell berencana untuk membuat EP di tahun 2019 ini. “Kami lagi mulai mencicil materi-materi yang bisa dimasukkan ke EP, semoga bisa cepat selesai”, kata Wira.

Terima kasih atas perhatian dan dukungan dari semua pihak yang terlibat dalam produksi single ini, dan juga kepada semua teman-teman media. Jangan lupa untuk cek single “Hingar” di Youtube yang telah rilis pada 19 Januari 2019 !! Cheers !!!!

Contact us : Management: artventuremgmt@gmail.com

Youtube Channel : Roschell Music Instagram : @roschell.id Bandcamp : Roschell Music Soundcloud : Roschell Music Facebook : Roschell Music

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For the last round of OCs (Indigeaux doesn’t have one cause I haven’t developed her as an OC yet….. and of course Sy will not have one bc child OC)

We have Sven and Elex, Perry, and Zilya and Tassian~

(Keep an eye out for whenever I get the ambition to draw/conceptualize our newest Succubus & Fallen Angel lesbian OCS 😂)

@thekinkyleopard owns Elex and Zilya 🩶

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Wisuda dan Pembagian Hadiah PAUD-RA Darunnajah 2 Cipining 2018

Sabtu, 26 Mei 2018 Pendidikan Anak Usia Dini (PAUD) dan Raudhatul Athfal (RA) Darunnajah 2 Cipining menggelar acara Wisuda dan Pembagian Hadiah. Acara berlangsung di Aula kampus 3. Jumlah wisudawan/wati sebanyak 87 anak.

Acara tersebut dihadiri oleh pimpinan pondok pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining K.H Jamhari Abdul Jalal, Lc, seluruh dewan guru PAUD-RA serta tamu undangan.

K.H Jamhari Abdul Jalal, Lc menghadiri acara wisuda PAUD-RA Darunnajah 2 Cipining

Wisuda tahun ini turut dimeriahkan dengan adanya pembagian hadiah untuk wali murid dan anak didik, yang mana seminggu sebelum acara ini berlangsung diadakannya lomba-lomba, diantaranya : masak-masak dan membaca Al-qur’an untuk wali murid serta balap karung, kelereng, makan kerupuk dan lain-lain untuk anak didik.

Dengan semangat dan ceria anak-anak menampilkan penampilan yang luar biasa. Adapun penampilan-penampilan anak didik untuk meningkatkan kreatifitas dan dapat memberikan dorongan positif terhadap perkembangan anak dimasa yang akan datang,  diantaranya ada : Hafalan surat pendek, hafalan do’a harian, pidacil putra dan putri, tari daerah, tari islami, senam ceria, syair, berhitung, puitisasi Al-Qur’an, gerak lagu, drama musikal dan lain-lain.

Penampilan tari manuk dadali oleh siswa RA Darunnajah 2 Cipining

Tari Daerah

Hafalan surat pendek dan do’a-do’a harian

Senam ceria

Drama musikal

Setelah penampilan selesai, acara resmi pun dibuka oleh pembawa acara yakni Shohwatul Huda dan Aulia Pratami, dilanjut pembacaan ayat suci Al-Qur’an yang dilantunkan oleh ananda Siti Aliyatul Afifah dengan membaca surat Al-Fil ayat 1-5, setelah itu sambutan perwakilan dari wali murid, kepala sekolah, dan pimpinan pondok pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining.

Sambutan orang tua/wali disampaikan oleh mama Fairuz Tsajani. Mama Fairuz mengungkapkan rasa syukur yang luar biasa dan bangga atas pencapaian prestasi anak-anak, serta ucapan terima kasih kepada seluruh guru yang telah mendidik dengan penuh kesabaran dan keikhlasan.

Selanjutnya adalah sambutan Kepala Raudhatul Athfal Ibu Sri Purwati, S.Pd.I melaporkan hasil pembelajaran selama satu tahun terakhir. Beliau juga membacakan nama para wisudawan/wati peraih peringkat terbaik. Prosesi wisuda kemudian dilakukan oleh kepala sekolah PAUD dan RA serta menyanyikan lagu Mars Darunnajah dan Mars Madrasah.

Pimpinan pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining K.H Jamhari Abdul Jalal, Lc dalam tausiahnya kembali mengingatkan hadirin, betapa semakin sulit dan berat mendidik anak-anak, khususnya dalam segi agama (ibadah dan akhlak). “Penguasaan ilmu pengetahuan semata, belum menjamin kebahagiaan anak-anak dan ketenangan hati para orang tua, sebab itu disamping pendidikan kecerdasan anak perlu halnya anak-anak dididik dan ditanami nilai-nilai agama, dalam membaca Al-qur’an dan ibadah lainnya untuk masa depannya kelak serta untuk orang tuanya, baik kebaikan dunia maupun akhirat,” kata Pak Kyai dengan tegasnya. Salah satu kewajiban itu, menurut Kyai Jamhari adalah orang tua memilihkan sekolah yang peduli terhadap agama dan akademik anak.

Wisuda Paud-RA Darunnajah 2 Cipining 2018

Berikut siswa-siswi berprestasi tahun ajaran 2017-2018 :

A. Peringkat Kelas Pendidikan Anak Usia Dini 1. Sany Ridwan, Asal Banar 2. Ramdan Wahyu Saputro, Asal Banar 3. Tassya Himayatul Kaholqiyah, Asal Cipining

B. Peringkat Kelas Raudhatul Athfal (B1) 1. Dira Febriani Fadilah, Asal Cipining 2. Ezzat El-Wazira, Asal Cipining 3. Langit Adnan Nugraha, Asal Nanggung

C. Peringkat Kelas Raudhatul Athfal (B2) 1. Qaisya Arya Dila, Asal Cipining 2. Anggun Hepian, Asal Nanggung 3. Hafshah, Asal Nanggung

D. Peringkat Kelas Raudhatul Athfal (B3) 1. Mustika Febby Rizky, Cipining 2. Reyfan Sholeh Nuryakubi, Asal Nanggung 3. ‎Siti Aliyatul Afifah, Asal Bolang

(Wardan/Shohwa)

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Hosomaki Sushi

MALZEMELER:

  1 su bardağı Okomesan Sushi Pirinci

  1 su bardağı su

  Çeyrek su bardağı Amoy Pirinç Sirkesi

  1 yemek kaşığı toz şeker

  Yarım su bardağı ince doğranmış surumi

  1 yemek kaşığı mayonez

  8 yaprak Tassya Sushi Nori

  1 yemek kaşığı susam

  1 salatalık (ince şeritlere ayrılmış)

  2 avokado (soyulmuş ince şeritlere ayrılmış)

  Bambu Suşi Sarma Hasırı

  HAZIRLANIŞI :

  Okomesan Sushi…

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At Atjeh kupi

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March 03, 2017😞

It’s my moms birthday today. I didn’t figure that out till an hour ago… I’ve been so caught up with my own shit, that I haven’t been paying attention to my family. Actually, I guess I never have… I’m a terrible son, aren’t I? I don’t even remember my moms birthday. Fuck. I haven’t been sleeping well, actually, I haven’t really been sleeping. Going to bed at 5 and waking up an hour or two later. I’m not doing well. Whenever my girlfriend and get into a fight, I have worse nightmares and I don’t sleep. So many things are on my mind and I just don’t want to sleep. I’m so scared? Am I a bad boyfriend? 
I don’t trust her when she’s out with her friends. It freaks me the fuck our because even if she does cheat on me again, her friends are going to support her and that’s one of the scariest things and now that they think that I’m a shit boyfriend because of those messages that they didn’t understand, I feel like they are going to try and set her up with new guys and then she’ll actually start to like them and then just leave. I actually don’t trust her in general because so many things happen to where… trusting is so hard right now. 
I saw her today at work and I was just like… I don’t know, I was kind of mad when she said she was going out with Tassya because I feel like it’s going to escalate to a house party or something and… ugh. Call me paranoid but if you’ve ever been what I’ve been through and if your girlfriend ever put you through what mine put me through, you’d understand. I’m just scared. I cover up me being scared by acting mad even though I’m not. I’m just scared because I can’t trust or rely on anyone anymore. Nothing has been done so that I can heal or be happy, I mean, she tells me when they text her…. sometimes, but that sometimes isn’t helping much like… I don’t know. Maybe I need to over come it on my own? I don’t know. I’m still in so much pain and after what happened when he messaged her on instagram… like it was so casual, like they talked before. It just… fuck, dude. I don’t know what to believe anymore or what to trust. I feel like she unblocks him and talks to him, if I’m honest. I don’t know. I’m so scared. I don’t know if I can trust anymore. Too much has happened to make me see that everyone just thinks I’m worth lying to and that’s it… 
I feel like a bad son and a bad boyfriend. I don’t feel good enough for my mother or for my girlfriend or for my friends like yeah… I try my best but… look where I am. No one has tried there best for me. Zach, yeah, a couple times, I guess but it just seemed so rough because when he got back, nothing changed. 
Happy birthday, mom. I wish I was more. I wish I could give you more. I wish I was that perfect son you wanted. 
I’m sorry, Whitney. I’m sorry I’m not healed. I’m sorry I’m still hurt. I’m sorry I’m like this. I’m sorry I’m so paranoid. I’m sorry that I can’t do anything to make anything better. 
To everyone, I’m so sorry I’m alive. I’m so sorry I can’t give you more. I’ve tried my best, I have, is that not worth giving a little back though?