#Tour Egypt Last Minute

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again 10/1/2024

come getcher BOY in HOUSTON TX limited time DEAL he will be going to the shelter where they hopefully have more resources to place FIV+ cats on FRIDAY!!! he has gotten so sleek and healthy looking after only a month of unlimited kibble he will be SUCH a nice silly companion for someone but unfortunately that someone is not me

^worried about the air purifier turning on

listening

OWW. feat BUBBLE by Halo Boy is fun bc it’s fun to yell “gimme love bites like OWW!” brain empty just songs that are fun to blast in the car. not quite a candidate for the “SOMEBODY COME FUCK THIS (GAY)” playlist but certainly worthy of inclusion on the “SOMEBODY COME FUCK THIS (NOT GAY)” playlist

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reading

i have a lot of uncomplimentary thoughts about frank lloyd wright. part of them revolve around the fact that buildings are really not meant to last forever, especially experimental buildings made with experimental materials. i am furious, however, that a cryptocurrency grifter couple bought his only skyscraper for $10 to "save it from bankruptcy" from a tiny nonprofit, seem to be hacking it up to sell the furnishings in pieces, and have put the building up for commercial sale on a site mostly used for fast food franchises and strip malls. the building, like many frank lloyd wright buildings, is in pretty rough shape. i've seen some walkthroughs and video tours and there's a ton of water damage and then extra water damage from oklahoma winter ice. i do not know if the building as a whole is reasonably salvageable without tens of millions put into it and a new foundation put in place to take care of it.

Liz Waytkus, the executive director of Docomomo US, an organization that works to preserve modern architecture, said it strongly opposes any sale of the Wright materials. “They’re trafficked goods,” Waytkus said. “The same that you would say of pottery or vases from Egypt or Mesopotamia that were obtained through illegal ways, these pieces from Frank Lloyd Wright should be thought of in the same exact way.”

i think the above quote is a little dramatic. what the crypto couple are doing is more in bad taste than anything, bc they do own the building. in my heart of hearts, i do think pieces and fixtures designed specifically for a site should stay with the site as long as reasonably possible. they're not going to look or function quite the same anywhere else. this is the unfortunate reality of getting a superstar architect to design The Whole Site and not just the building, you're kind of (in good taste and not legally) obligated to continue to preserve The Whole Site and not just the building.

another in the "not technically illegal but in bad taste" file, for both sides imo but i do think the misbehavior is greater on one side. idk if matt is like Unwell, or if he has tech founder brain and it's simply been more visible lately. oh my god i looked up how old he was (40) and he is local to me. ive probably seen him patio dining somewhere or walked past him at the rodeo and simply haven't noticed

But in a dispute that’s meant to clarify what is and isn’t WordPress, Mullenweg risks blurring the lines even more. WordPress.org and WordPress.com both have a point — but it looks an awful lot like they’re working together to make it.

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watching

kind of a light week? i don’t have anything particularly interesting to say about any of these.

i did not plan this bc i was kidnapped last minute by my bestie to see Howl’s Moving Castle in theaters, which was a very fun movie to see on the big screen. i have not seen a movie in theaters since Birds of Prey in early 2020, kind of scary to be inside a theater again! wish covid had not so thoroughly broken my health and confidence and i also wish covid was Over over instead of a constantly rolling crisis!!

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playing

i am going to preface this section with two facts: 1) i have been playing genshin impact since version 1.0, before the second major region in the game came out and 2) i have been unemployed since january and have spent more hours per day playing this game than really anyone should in the past couple months.

ive set a bunch of very silly goals for myself bc genshin impact is largely a game about making your own fun within the grindy gacha framework and i have hit two and a half of them. you can "ascend" a character six different times to up stats by a decent percentage, and i have now ascended all 64 characters the maximum 6 times. the last one was heizou bc 1) fuck a cop and 2) fuck the machine boss in the chasm for his mats. why did THREE characters need these mats. wretched.

my next goal is to get all my characters to friendship level 10. you can increase this mostly by spending the in-game renewable resource "resin". getting your characters to friendship level 10 has no in-game benefits but does give you a fun little namecard for ur profile. i have been prioritizing my five-star characters and then going through the nations' characters in order. ive been done with the mondstadt kids for a while, i just maxed out my last five-star (dehya) today. as u can see by this list sorted by friendship level, i have five liyue characters and two inazuma characters left and just buckets and oodles of sumeru and fontaine characters.

i haven't really done much with the newest natlan character, kachina, bc i do not enjoy playing as the small children characters. there are so many tall hot ladies in this game. speaking of, the next character i will be pulling for is this tall drink of water

i have also caught one of every catachable animal! this one was very irritating bc u can only buy five nets a week. finding this one specific lizard was also very irritating. none of the point in the desert the official game map assured me were spawn points were actually spawning for some reason. had to go to several underwater caves and cross my fingers

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making

fallow week

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery

chapter 3

warnings: swearing, divorce, suggestive jokes, Roman makes self deprecating jokes (mostly about his weight), smoking 

I tapped my pencil on the desk, staring at the clock and counting down the seconds until I could go on break. A school tour walked in as the clock chimed and I shot out of my seat. Waving to the other receptionist, I headed towards the employee's only door.

"(Y/N)?" I turned when I heard my name called. Roman waved with a smile and I changed direction. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lifted me off the ground in a hug.

"You have no idea how happy I am to see you." I whispered. Roman pulled back with a frown. "Bad day. Like really bad. Boss is a jerk. Anyway." I waved it off as I stepped back from him. "What are you doing here?" Roman chuckled and looked behind him. Two little girls were staring at him confused.

"Uh well school trip. I managed to get permission since Kate didn't want to go and they needed one more chaperone or they would cancel." He shrugged, turning back to me. "Figured it would give me some time with my girls." I nodded with a smile.

"I'm happy for you." I said, squeezing his arm. "They'll have fun. Make sure they check out the Ancient Egypt wing. It's really cool. If the girls are as much like me as you say, they'll love it." Roman chuckled.

"Cheap school." He said conspiratorially. "They didn't pay for that." I nodded and looked over at the girls. They stood slightly off from the rest of the kids, watching their dad. "We had to drive the kids down here on our own too. Pay for lunch."

"What time is everyone leaving?" I asked, tearing my eyes away from the girls. Roman smirked.

"Technically, the school says the trip is over in two hours." He said. I nodded, a smile forming. "But they are hosting today as a half day for the kids. They don't have to go back to the school after this."

"So technically speaking you can spend the whole day in the museum if you wanted." I tacked on. Roman nodded. "What are you doing after the tour?" Roman's smirk grew into a smile.

"Nothing." He said. "I have the girls all day. At least until I have to go to work. Then their uncle is going to watch them until Kate can pick them up. But I mean I can call off work if I need to." Roman shrugged. I smiled at him and grabbed his hand.

"Come with me." I said. Roman followed me, checking on the girls and motioning for them to wait a minute. "Hey Shelly. Eric running the school tour?"

"Yep." Shelly answered. "Why? What's up?" She looked at Roman behind me and gave him a small smile.

"When he's done, can you block out some time for me to take Mr. Craig and his girls through whatever they missed? Including the Ancient Egypt wing." I asked. Shelly gave me a look. "Please Shelly. It would mean a lot to me." I let go of Roman's hand to put mine together.

"You know what happened last time." Shelly said. "We both got in trouble." I pouted and leaned over the desk some.

"Come on Shelly. I'll cover you next time you and Eric wanna sneak off." I said. "I'll buy you lunch. I'll pay for your next date. I'll even clean Eric's car. I'll go to one of his gigs. Come on. Please?" Shelly sighed.

"Fine. I'll take the date money and you coming to a gig." Shelly said, typing in the schedule. "But it's your ass on the line. You're never going to get into archives like this kid." I leaned fully over the desk and hugged her, pulling Shelly dangerously close to her computer.

"Oh thank you!" I squealed. "Thank you!" Shelly pried me off her and laughed.

"Alright. Alright." She made a shoo motion at me. "Now go enjoy what's left of your break and I'll let you know when Eric is done." I nodded eagerly and turned back to Roman. He was trying not to laugh as I took his hand again and pulled him away from reception. "You got your hands full with that one Mr. Craig I tell ya!" Shelly called, winking as Roman turned back to look at her.

"You told her about me?" He asked. I nodded, stopping back by the employee door.

"Yeah. Well I mean..." I trailed off. "I don't have many other friends so who was I going to tell about the handsome waiter who was hitting on me?" I shrugged, feeling my cheeks heat up. Roman ducked his head as he blushed.

"Yeah. Well." He chuckled and turned to look at the girls. "I should uh let you get to your break..." Roman looked back at me, cheeks still dusted pink. I nodded and bit my lip.

"Yeah. I'll be at the desk when you guys finish up so..." Roman nodded, glancing at the girls again before smiling at me.

"Ah fuck it." He said, wrapping his arms around my waist. Smiling to myself, I slipped my arms under his and gripped his shoulders. I closed my eyes in bliss as he held me close. "I didn’t want the girls to meet you this way. But I’m glad that they are going to. Doing what you love.” Roman pulled back and cupped my cheeks. I smiled at him and nodded.

“I’ll do my best for a good first impression.” I promised. Roman nodded and leaned in to kiss my forehead.

“I have no doubt you will sweetie.” My cheeks heated up as he gave me another quick hug and ran off to join his girls. He pointed over by me and the girls nodded. Roman waved as Eric led them off and I ducked into the staff room for the last few minutes of my break. After my break, I dived into my work. Eric tapped the top of my computer. I looked up slowly and frowned when he smiled at me, dangling the keys to the ancient Egypt exhibit.

“your cute waiter is waiting for you.” He teased. I rolled my eyes and took the keys from him. “So the kids…”

“don’t bother me.” I said. “Besides mom sounds like a deadbeat. He’s trying his best.”

“hmm so you’re saying if this works out you’re gonna want Shelly and me to hang out a bit more?” Eric added. I gave him a shy smile.

“yeah?” I offered. “Just so they can see a stable relationship and what they should look for.” I said. Eric nodded.

“You two are still in the honeymoon phase.” I nodded. “And you’re worried they might think that’s normal, which it isn’t, or they’re gonna see their mom as…” I nodded, seeing Roman coming over. On either side was a little girl, holding his hands like their lives depended on it.

“thanks Eric.” I squeezed his hand before meeting Roman in the middle of the lobby. “Hi.” I smiled brightly at the girls, watching Roman gently urge them forward. Kneeling down I held out my hands. “I’m (Y/N).” The girls turned to look at Roman and he nodded, a smile on his face. Both girls shook my hand before going to hide behind Roman. He sighed, defeated and shook his head.

“so much for that.” He muttered. Looking at me, his smile returned and he reached down to put his hands on the girls heads. “The one climbing my leg is mara. And the one who thinks she can disappear into my coat is Cara.” Both girls looked up at him, faces scrunched up at being caught. I smiled softly and nodded. “Girls this is the person I told you about. That’s going to give us the tour? That I…” Roman trailed off and looked at me, cheeks turning pink.

“is this the person you keep talking about at the diner?” Cara asked. “The one you think is the most attractive person you’ve ever seen?” Roman turned red before gulping and nodding.

“Yep.” He said. “Even though that was between me and your uncle Chet. This is them.” Mara looked up at me with her eyebrow raised. I bit my lip to stop from laughing. It was like looking at a miniature Roman. The smile had returned to his face as he watched me fight the urge to laugh at him.

“you girls ready to see some cool stuff?” I asked. I held up the keys. “Some mummies and the inside of a tomb perhaps?” The girls perked up and moved away from Roman. I stood up and nodded towards the hallway behind reception. Roman took the girls' hands again and followed me. "So this is all on loan, which means we don't own it. Another museum is letting us borrow it for another week or so." I turned around so I could talk to them while still walking. The girls nodded and I gave them a small smile. I kept my eyes on them as I continued talking. "Some of it will be here permanently since it was donated like the inside of the tomb and a few pieces of jewelry. But those are going to be moved so they don't get sent out by mistake." Roman chuckled.

"That happen before?" He asked. I nodded, pretending to look sheepish.

"Maybe." I said. "Maybe not. I'm not telling. But there's a reason Eric is a tour guide."

"I heard that!" Eric called as he closed the staff door. I sent him a wave and the girls laughed.

"Anyway..." I trailed off as I turned around to unlock the exhibit. "Be very careful girls. From what your dad has told me, there's enough places for the three of us to get in trouble in here. So stick close to me and we'll be just fine." Roman's eyes went wide.

"Uh I think maybe they..." I turned around and gave him a smile.

"It'll be fine Roman. Promise." I said. Roman looked at me then the girls before furrowing his eyebrows.

"I think maybe..." He looked at me again before closing his eyes and nodding. "Alright. You listen to (Y/N) girls. And keep her out of trouble." Gently pushing the girls towards me, Roman took a deep breath. The girls reached for my hands and I smiled a them. I gave Roman a look before entering the exhibit.

"Alright!" I cheered. "So what first? Mummy? Tomb? Jewelry?"

"Mummy!" The girls cheered. I laughed and nodded.

"That's my favorite too." I said. "We've got him in the sarcophagus. But there's a window where you can still see him. And we've got some pictures." We walked over to the sarcophagus and I let go of their hands. Mara tried to jump to see into the window while Cara turned to look at the pictures. Roman stepped up and picked up Mara. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned forward to get a better look.

“(Y/N)?” Cara called. I looked at Roman and he nodded, smiling at Mara as she pointed at something in the window. I walked over and knelt down by Cara. “This picture…” she pointed in front of her. “Why are there things sticking out of him?” I looked over at Roman and he raised his eyebrows. There was a smile on his face as he looked at me. I bit my lip and opened my mouth before closing it. Roman nodded at me and I took a deep breath.

“well uh that’s because they’re…” I chewed on my lip, trying to think of a way to explain mummification to her. Roman laughed and turned back to the mummy with Mara. They started talking as I shot him a glare I knew he could see in the reflection. “Well. When someone chose to become a mummy…uh…Roman help me out.” I turned towards him and frowned. Roman chuckled as he put Mara down and walked over.

“they ripped their guts out and put them in jars.” Roman shrugged. My eyes went wide and the girls nodded, walking off to look at the jars in question. “I’ve always just been up front with them. Kate didn’t like it but they are smart for their age so…” he shrugged again.

“I mean…” I stood up and blinked at him. “It’s not so much that you just flat out told them. It’s more…” I looked over at them, happily inspecting the fake jars we had on display. “You don’t hide much from them do you?” I asked, turning back to Roman with a smile. He shook his head.

“not really. I mean I hid you for a bit. But apparently not well.” Roman agreed. “And hey, I’m sorry for barging in. I had a chance and I took it. It slipped my mind you worked here. I got so excited…” I leaned over and kissed his cheek.

“Roman, I understand. More than you think.” I said, patting his chest. “They’re worth it.” Roman blushed.

“thank you.” He whispered. He took my hand and squeezed. “And if you want to just meet up at the apartment I can still take you to dinner tonight. After Kate picks up the girls.” Roman looked so hopefully that I could help but smile.

“of course.” I said, squeezing his hand back. “I can’t wait.”

[tubbypeddle]

Jojo's Bizarre Adventures matchup with @graveyard-dash!!

(author's note: I'm so sorry this took forever, i'm going thru an awful burnout phase right now, and almost forgot about this. but I remembered! so here I am! credits to original gif owners, as well, I did not make them.)

I'm so sorry this took so so long 😭

seriously, someone told me I looked happier today, and I told him he must be mistaken bc I've been so drained for the longest time there's no way I look happier than the last time u saw me

Anyway!

let's get into it!

You find yourself wandering around Hong Kong.

It's 1989.

It's scary all by yourself.

Of course, you find yourself in the middle of a battle you had no idea was going to happen.

And you're saved by the man who'd been on fire five minutes ago,

Jean-Pierre Polnareff

You found yourself in the middle of his battle by accident. You followed the noises of commotion, hoping for a story to tell your friends.

Instead, you find this tall Frenchman in some weird battle that you can't really fully make out with some Japanese teenager and an intimidating Muslim man.

He finds you absolutely charming. You're probably not all dressed up, but that's not what draws him in to you. It's not your piercings, or your clothes, or your makeup, or your pretty dark hair.

It's your eyes. There's something in your eyes that reminds him of a life he's always wanted to live out when he was a kid.

A 'happy wife, happy life' kinda life.

It's after the fight that he promises to find you. He has to leave to follow them on their journey to Egypt, but he promises to come back to you, wherever you are.

It's a big scene, dramatic and filled with what you thought were empty promises, however charming he was.

But he keeps to his word.

You've since returned to your home country after touring around Hong Kong, but he still managed to find you. Showed up to your door with a big bouquet of flowers and everything.

Your relationship from there is beautiful.

You're both pretty touchy people. Polnareff likes to have his hands on you whenever he can. An arm around your shoulders, a hand in your back pocket. Just holding hands. He won't ever let you do anything without him hovering behind you.

You're drawing? He probably has his chin hooked over your shoulder, just watching as you draw. (He definitely asks you to draw him)

You're baking? He's right behind you, clinging onto you like a lost puppy.

He stays away while you're cooking though. He's scared of the Gordon Ramsay in you. Absolutely terrified.

You know his saying. 'Happy wife, happy life'. I mean, you're not his wife yet, but you will be. He has no intentions of ever living a life without you, so you'll have to marry him eventually. When he inevitably pops that special question.

The two of you are absolute gossip QUEENS.

Polnareff always has the juiciest tea, since he's started working with the Speedwagon Foundation. He likes to eavesdrop on classified conversations just so he can report back to you.

He used to gossip like this with Sherry all the time, and since finding you, he's just happy he can gossip away without being hardcore judged for it (Kakyoin)

He absolutely adores the gifts you get him. They're always on display somewhere in his house back in France. (To be honest, he probably takes you back to France with him as soon as possible. Sweeps you off your feet back to the city of love)

Tough, be careful, because as soon as he gets that Speedwagon paycheck, he's spoiling you as often as he can. Any little thing that you even look at with any sort of interest, Polnareff will buy it for you. So I hope you have plenty of storage room for his dramatic gifts.

It's absolutely perfect that you find humor to be one of your favorite traits in other people, and yourself.

Because get ready for plenty of laughter in your relationship with him.

He loves telling jokes, and loves making you laugh in any way he can. And he loves that you're the same. Aside from having his hands on you at all times, another requirement for a relationship with him is the laughter.

He's a silly guy. He doesn't mind being the butt of the joke at times, if it means you'll laugh.

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again, I literally cannot say it enough, I am so sorry for the ridiculously long wait

i, like, speedran this in the span of two nights bc I didn't want to keep you waiting any longer than you had to

I HOPE YOU LIKED IT

[daphnefisherofficial]

bugna: TAKIPSILIM | destiny's twilight

CHAPTER SEVEN

Pairing: MCU Moon Knight System (Marc/Jake/Steven) x Avatar Fem!Reader

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CHAPTER SEVEN - A NIGHT OF DISCOVERY, HISTORY & CONNECTION.

As you and Steven Grant made your way through the dimly lit and quiet corridors of the British Museum, you could sense his anticipation building with each step. The soft echo of your combined footsteps on the marble floor reverberated through the air, signaling the beginning of a journey into the heart of history. 

"This way," you whispered, leading Steven toward the gallery section that was still off-limits to the public. Here, you had meticulously designed and curated a mockup of the upcoming Ennead exhibit, a tribute to ancient Egypt's timeless legacy. Your heart quickened with excitement, knowing that you were about to unveil this hidden treasure to a kindred spirit.

The cool, hallowed air of the museum seemed to envelop you both as you approached the exhibit room, and Steven’s eyes widened as he took in the grandeur of the entrance. You then pushed open the imposing wooden doors with a hushed creak, finally gesturing to your last tour guide applicant to follow you.

Steven's jaw nearly dropped at the sight that greeted him. Before him sprawled a vast expanse of Egyptian artifacts and relics, each meticulously and elegantly arranged in their respective glass display case. The room itself was a treasure trove of ancient Egyptian culture, a silent testament to the civilization that had once flourished along the banks of the Nile. The golden hieroglyphics on the nearby relic gleamed, and statues of pharaohs stood frozen in time. The room was bathed in soft, ambient lighting, casting an ethereal glow and making the room feel like a sanctuary for history enthusiasts.

"This... this is incredible," Steven whispered in awe, his voice barely more than a breath. His eyes were wide with wonder as he looked around the exquisite artifacts, unable to believe that he would now have the opportunity to study and talk about the subject matter he felt most passionately about. “I can’t believe I’m actually here, this is mental”

You couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm. His reaction was exactly the response you had hoped for. "I'm glad you like it," you replied, your voice equally hushed. "I’ve been putting this exhibit together for the past month, and I’m really proud of it”

“You should be proud, Mira”, Steven turned to you, his eyes shining with gratitude. “I can’t believe this, it’s like walking through a dream”

“You better believe it. This is just a taste of what the next few weeks will offer", you replied, feeling a swell of pride at his words before shifting to the next phase of the tour guide application process. “Are you ready to break this down?”

“I’m aces, yeah”, Steven affirmed eagerly. With an eager gleam in your eye, you went on to explain the task at hand.

"Now, let me explain how tonight’s guided tour will work for the evaluation”, you started to say, clapping your hands together. “You see, Steven, I want you to experience this room as our visitors will. I’ll give you fifteen minutes to explore these curated pieces and come up with your own tour plan. Imagine you're guiding a group of five-year old children through this exhibit. What would you show them first? What stories would you tell?"

Steven nodded once more, his face a portrait of concentration as his eyes were already scanning the exhibit room. He then pulled out his phone, ready to absorb as much information as he could.

"I want you to pick out the artifacts that resonate with you the most, the ones you believe will captivate our visitors”, you couldn't help but smile at his actions, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction in sharing this moment with him. “Take notes, capture your thoughts, and when you're ready, we'll go through your plan together."

"I think I get it," he said, his excitement growing. His nimble fingers tapped open a note-taking app. "I'll start jotting down some ideas right away."

“I’ll be back here after fifteen minutes”, you started to walk away from him, heading towards the doors and looking back at him one more time. “Let’s roleplay your guided tour for the evaluation. I will be a five-year old tourist walking through the exhibit for the first time. Good luck, Steven”

“Thanks, Mira”, Steven nodded eagerly, his eyes already darting from one exhibit to another. “See you in a bit”

You watched him for a moment, admiring his dedication to the task at hand, before slipping out of the room. As you left, you couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. You had high hopes for Steven, and you were eager to see how he would approach the challenge.

Fifteen minutes later, you returned to the exhibit room to find Steven fully absorbed in his role as a potential museum tour guide. Gone was the casual, unassuming man you had met just minutes ago. In his place stood a charismatic and knowledgeable museum tour guide, ready to lead you through the intricate tapestry of Egyptian history.

His face lit up as he saw you, and he welcomed you with open arms and a contagious vigor.

"Welcome, dear visitor," he said with a playful bow, his British accent lending an air of sophistication to his words. "I'm Steven Grant, and I'll be your guide on this journey through the wonders of ancient Egypt."

You couldn't help but be charmed by his enthusiasm. "I'm ready to be amazed, Steven."

And amazed you were. As Steven began his tour, his voice filled the room with a soft-spoken eloquence that drew you in. Needless to say, you were blown away by his vast knowledge of Egyptian history and culture. 

Steven didn't simply overload you with information, facts and figures. Instead, he engaged you in a captivating dialogue, his teaching style reminiscent of a master storyteller. He approached and presented each artifact with finesse and a creative flair, his unique way with his words introducing a little back-and-forth as he encouraged you to share your thoughts and ask questions. It was a cerebral dance, an intellectual tango that left you spellbound.

"Did you know," he began, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm, "that the goddess Isis was often depicted as a woman with a throne-shaped headdress and an ankh—the symbol of life—in her hand? It's a powerful representation of fertility and rebirth."

You nodded, genuinely intrigued. "I've always found the symbolism in Egyptian art to be so captivating."

As you discussed the intricacies of an ornate golden necklace next, you couldn't help but be drawn into Steven's world. "This piece," he explained, his voice tinged with a hint of mystery, "is believed to have belonged to a high priestess of the 18th dynasty. Can you imagine the ceremonies she must have officiated, adorned in this exquisite jewelry?"

You were entranced by his words, your imagination running wild. "It's truly remarkable," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper. "The craftsmanship is impeccable."

Steven's eyes sparkled with appreciation for your observation. "Indeed, it is. And the hieroglyphics inscribed on it tell a story of devotion and spirituality that transcends time."

As the tour continued, you found yourself drawn deeper into the world Steven had created within the exhibit room. Time seemed to slip away as you discussed the significance of papyrus scrolls, marveled at ancient pottery, and examined intricate sculptures. The exhibit you’ve curated came to life under Steven's guidance, with him sharing anecdotes and historical insights along the way.

Finally, as you stood before a life-sized replica of the Rosetta Stone, Steven concluded the tour with a flourish. "And here we have the key to unlocking the mysteries of ancient Egypt," he declared, his voice filled with reverence. "The Rosetta Stone, with its inscriptions in three different scripts, allowed scholars to decipher the hieroglyphs and unlock the stories of this incredible civilization."

"Steven, this is incredible”, you said, unable to contain your admiration any longer. “I must say, this has been one of the most engaging and informative museum tours I've ever experienced"

"Thank you so much”, He bowed and smiled modestly, clearly pleased by your praise. "I’m glad you’ve had fun and enjoyed the tour”

“That horrible manager of yours really wasted your skills away in the museum back office”, you then added, shaking your head in disbelief. “If we ever meet, I’m going to have words”

“There’s no need for that”, Steven muttered bashfully, his cheeks starting to taint pink at your mild outburst. “I’m truly honored to have this opportunity, really. I’m just happy to get to tour you at your best work”

"You have a unique gift for this, Steven”, you spoke softly, your tone filled with admiration. “Your passion and ability to bring history to life are remarkable."

"Thank you again”, Steven replied with a gracious nod. “That's really high praise coming from you."

You didn't hesitate to offer professional feedback after, drawing from your own experience as a seasoned guide and curator. Steven welcomed your input, appreciating your perspective as a fellow enthusiast of the museum world. It was a meeting of minds, a shared passion for history and culture. 

“I’ll send you an email next week regarding your application result”, you said, briefly glancing at your watch as the digital numbers blinked back at you: 8:15 PM. It was dinner time, and the city of London was slowly being cloaked in the shroud of night. 

You turned to Steven, your companion for the evening, and extended an invitation with a warm smile.

"How about we continue our conversation over dinner?" you asked, your voice filled with genuine warmth. “My treat”

Steven hesitated for a moment, his eyes flickering with uncertainty and apprehension. He’s well aware of Marc’s complicated feelings about you, and he didn't want to add to the tension. However, he couldn't bring himself to decline your invitation, not when you looked at him with those inviting eyes. 

"That sounds lovely," he replied with a genuine smile, his voice tinged with gratitude.

The two of you began to stroll through the dimly lit night streets of London, your footsteps echoing against the cobblestone pavement. The city's bustling energy contrasted with the serenity of your conversation as random small talks between you filled the air. Ranging from subjects as diverse as your knowledge of ancient Egypt to the rich history of the Philippines, especially during the times before the colonizers discovered and invaded your home country.

You had much to share about the latter topic which seemed to captivate Steven as he listened intently and hung on to your every word, your passionate words painting vivid pictures of your home country's rich tapestry for him. Little did he know that he was in the company of someone who was a living testament to the powerful times you spoke of. 

Eventually, you both arrived at a cozy steakhouse restaurant, its warm lighting and inviting atmosphere embracing you as you entered. For Steven, this place held a slightly painful memory from a failed date with a museum tour guide named Dylan from the National Art Gallery. But tonight, as he held the door open for you, he couldn't help but feel a sense of hope and nostalgia wash over him. He didn't feel melancholic anymore, but rather hopeful and sentimental, a new chapter unfolding before him.

A vaguely familiar waiter, an elderly man with a warm smile and a twinkle in his eye, greeted both of you as you were seated. He looked at you and Steven, making a quick assumption. 

"A new couple, I presume?" he said with a wink. "You two make a lovely pair. And may I say, you, young lady, are timelessly beautiful."

Steven blushed, his cheeks turning a shade of crimson with embarrassment as he fumbled for words. The compliment itself made your heart flutter, even though you knew it was a misunderstanding. 

“Thank you, kind sir”, you let out a small breathless laugh, graciously accepting the compliment as your eyes sparkled with amusement. Steven's heart skipped a beat, not only because of the old man's assumption but because you didn't correct him.

Recovering himself, Steven pulled out a chair with all the grace of a proper gentleman, and you took your seat with a grateful smile. Seated across from each other, the waiter handed you both menus to finally select your future dinner choices.

"Do you have any dietary restrictions, Steven?", you asked, briefly looking up to meet his eyes. “Or any preferences I should know?”

Steven was immediately taken aback by your kindness and compassion, looking genuinely touched by your consideration. "Actually, I'm vegan," he admitted, eyes sparkling with gratitude.

"I respect that. I try to eat healthy, though I'm not completely vegan myself”, you smiled, nodding in understanding. “We'll find something delicious for you here, I'm sure."

After placing your orders, you continued your animated conversation as the night unfolded in a delightful dance of words and laughter. You and Steven navigated through a wide range of topics, shifting from ancient civilizations to contemporary art, from travel anecdotes to favorite books. Your discussions were punctuated by soft laughs and animated chuckles, creating a warm and intimate atmosphere in the restaurant.

The hours passed in a delightful blur as you savored both the food and the company. And as you sat there, surrounded by the soft glow of the restaurant, sharing stories and laughter, it was becoming clear that this evening was something more than just a simple dinner. It was an enchanting connection, a budding friendship, and a beautiful memory in the making.

As you glanced at the clock, you realized that it was well past midnight. The evening had flown by, and you weren't ready for it to end. After you settled the bill with the waiter and prepared to leave the restaurant, you then turned to Steven, a smile playing on your lips.

"Steven, this has been an incredible night," you said sincerely. "I can't remember the last time I enjoyed a dinner so much."

His eyes twinkled with a warmth that mirrored your own feelings, knowing now for a fact that there’s a light at the end of the tunnel from his failed date with Dylan. He realized now that the pain of that night was all worth it as it led him to finally know what a true good company is.

"I feel the same way. Thank you so much for tonight."

END OF CHAPTER SEVEN.

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[kjs-s]

A familiar stranger

Pairing: Marc Spector x reader platonic

Steve Grant x reader platonic

Summary: The reader meets Marc again after years but he acts strange

 Word Count: 2130

Warnings: none I can think of

Prompt: “Are we still friends?”

A/N This is my third and last entry for @caplanbuckybarnes's  foreverwriting challenge. This is set after the show that's why I had Steven work in a different museum.

A/N Special thanks to @girl-next-door-writes who inspired the reader's job with this great post with the cutect HC i have ever read. Gif is mine

''Does everyone remember the rules we talked about yesterday?'' You heard your best friend Jessica who was also the teacher of the class ask the kids. She had spent the whole week previous to that day planning the field trip to the Petrie Museum of Egyptian archaeology. And being the teaching assistant you had made sure everything was set. You would accompany the class to the museum and hap planned some of the activities the kids would take part in during the field trip.

The school was within a walking distance from the museum so you pitched the idea of just walking there and not taking a bus. Jessica led the way and you walked behind the kids to make sure nobody will stay behind. Field trips were always fun for you and you loved them more now considering you could hear hilarious conversations among the kids. Some of them were wondering whether the things in the museum would be asleep or able to talk to them. Another kid had asked you to keep his lunchbox safe while you were in the museum so he wouldn't lose it. He pointed out that not only it was his favorite lunchbox but that his mom had put in his favorite sandwich as well. Reassuring him that his lunch would be safe in an empty museum was not the right thing to say. It triggered a million questions about why would the museum be empty. Gladly Jessica explained to the kids that the reason was for them to have as much fun as possible.

You made it there just five minutes before ten o'clock and you were immediately let inside. A polite elderly man approached you and introduced himself as Joseph, your tour guide. He led everyone to the lockers so you could put your things away for safekeeping and because food wasn't allowed in the museum.

''We won't eat our lunch here?'' The same kid from earlier asked you while close to whining.

''Not inside the museum. We have set some tables in our garden at the back for you to have lunch after the tour.'' Joseph explained and questioned if everyone was ready to begin the tour.

After half an hour of looking at the exhibits, you were led to the last part of the museum tour. Joseph quizzed the group on a few things and answered all the questions the kids had. One of the girls came to you for help with tying her shoelaces when you heard Joseph say something about one of his coworkers.

''I can ask Steven over there for verification on everything I just told you. He is brilliant and knows a lot about Egypt. Almost as much as I do. I am about to train him to become my replacement for when I want to work less.''

That's when all the kids turned to look at Steven. He noticed them and felt embarrassed about interrupting the tour. He didn't want to get reprimanded for leaving the gift shop to hear the tour. That's why he turned around to leave just as you finished helping the girl. That resulted in you only seeing the back of his head. However, you couldn't place the faint feeling of him being vaguely familiar. You were sure it would come to you on the off chance you would see him again. But the thing that didn't cross your mind was that the person you almost saw was one that you used to call your best friend some years ago.

After the tour, you and Jessica took the kids to the area in which the staff had provided you with activities. It was cute to see every child excited about drawing and playing games. They were given two drawing sheets, a true or false quiz, and an activity with Egyptian gods and goddesses. Everyone had fun during those and afterward, the kids got a little tired. So you and Jessica asked them if they wanted to do the scavenger hunt that was the last activity before lunch. Of course, they loved the idea and formed groups of three to look around the museum for the exhibition they were assigned to search. During the hunt, you took the chance to visit the gift shop in order to buy a souvenir for the classroom.

You looked around for a moment before a soft-spoken voice sounded behind you.

''Do you need assistance with anything?''

You turned to look at the person hoping he would help you choose something appropriate for a classroom. However, before you could muster a word you froze. You stared at the man in front of you with wide eyes and your mouth stayed open for a few seconds. You snapped out of your daze and whispered the first thing that came to your mind.

''Marc is it really you?''

Steven looked at you with narrow eyes and tilted his head. He had no idea who you were and how you apparently knew Marc. You took a step toward him and you noticed a slight change in his demeanor before he took off. You went after him but couldn't see where he went. Not wanting to leave Jessica alone with the kids any longer you purchased a small statue of Tawaret and returned to the class.

You ran into one of the groups of kids still looking around for the exhibit they had been assigned. It was a bronze statue of a cat sitting upright. The exhibit was near the stairs and since you remembered having seen it earlier you helped them finish the hunt. But you couldn't get Marc out of your mind and why he looked so confused when he saw you.

After all the activities were over, you all took your things out of the lockers and went to the garden to have your lunch before returning to school. There you spotted Joseph and approached him to thank him for the tour.

''I hope our kids didn't tire you too much.''

''Not at all. I enjoy it when people ask me questions. And kids always are so eager to learn new things. Their excitement made me happy to do this job, they were lovely.''

''Could I ask you something? When I was at the gift shop I saw someone I recognized. I think his name was Marc. Good looking guy around this height.'' You showed him Marc's height with your hand.

''We don't have anyone with that name working here. Although your description sounds like you're talking about Steven who works at the gift shop.''

''I must have been mistaken then. Thank you again and sorry to bother you.'' You went back to your class hoping Steven would still be at the gift shop when you were to return to the museum later so you could talk to him.

And that's exactly what you did after the field trip was over. You went back to the museum looking for Steven.

You were certain he was your friend and that he had changed his name after being discharged from the military. Your superiors hadn't offered any explanations for Marc's discharge but you only cared about what happened to him after that. Or if he had changed at all during those years.

You found him at the gift shop and approached him slowly hoping he wouldn't flee again.

''Excuse me, can I talk to you? Please Marc don't leave again. I just want to ask you one question considering you remember who I am. Are we still friends?''

He looked down and asked his supervisor if he could step away for a moment. She noticed the time and that they would close in twenty minutes. So she let him leave early to have a word with you.

You left the museum and took a seat on a bench on Gordon Square Part to talk.

''So apparently you are or were friends with Marc. I am not Marc, my name is Steven.''

''I'm (Y/N). I was in the marines with Marc. Are you two twins? I don't recall him mentioning anything about having a brother. And a British one at that.''

''We are not twins. How much information do you know about the reason Marc left the marines?''

''Nothing at all. The higher-ups told us nothing afterward. They shot down any questions we had about the subject. I was devastated about him leaving. You see he was my mentor. I quit almost a month after he left due to the pressure and not having him there to help and support me. I even looked for him after I left but it was like he disappeared.'' You started tearing up and Steven begged Marc to take his place to explain everything to you. Marc refused due to feeling guilty about what had happened to you.

''I am sorry (Y/N). The reason Marc was discharged what that he has DID. I am his other personality. And if it makes you feel a little bit better he feels awful you had to go through all of this because of him.''

''He can hear me?'' Steve nodded at you and you pointed out that you still wanted your earlier question about whether you were still friends answered. Also, you mentioned that you didn't want Marc to feel bad about what had happened to you since it wasn't his fault.

''He says yes if you want to. You seem like a nice person so I wouldn't mind getting to know you better as well.''

You smiled at him and then took moment to study Steven. His demeanor looked nothing like the way you remembered Marc. Marc was always more serious and not so open about his feelings. The person in front of you seemed more introverted than that, sweet and cute. You felt like he was someone you would like to know more about.

Steven noticed your silence and got worried about what he had said.

''I don't mean that in a creepy way. I just felt like we could talk about things. Maybe about how the kids liked the tour today. Or something else.''

''They loved it. And the statue I bought of Tawaret. The one you didn't help me pick since you ran away. She took her place on the desk to watch over the kids.'' Steven laughed a little at the comment since he was surprised Marc had run away from you.

''I am sure Layla would love t hear that.''

''Who's Layla, if I'm allowed to ask.''

''Right you don't know her. She is Marc's wife.''

''Marc is married?'' You raised your voice due to how surprised you were. When the two of you were in the marines Marc was adamant he would never get married and you were happily surprised to hear how much he had changed on the topic.

''Yes, he is. And Layla is great. I enjoy talking to her about Egypt since it's her home and she is also able to read hieroglyphics.''

''She sounds perfect. If Marc is ok with it I would love to meet her. And I am really happy I met you, Steven, I am sure we will become friends. I just hope Marc will decide to speak to me soon as well. We used to enjoy talking about our hobbies and I was trying to get back into drawing. Maybe I can convince one of you or maybe Layla to model for me in the future.''

Steven looked a little flustered at the thought so you decided to save him from the embarrassment.

''You don't have to say yes if you don't want to. I don't want to make you uncomfortable.''

''Thank you and I promise to tell Layla about you soon so we will arrange for you two to meet.''

''Sounds great. I just hope I'm not imposing on you. I only wanted to see Marc again. I have missed him for such a long time. But I get it if he doesn't want to. At least I got my answers about what happened to him.'' You checked your phone because you received a notification about an errand you had totally forgotten about. ''He wants you to be friends again. And I want that too. It will be good for him to have someone that knew him for as long as you have beside me. I will let you go to your appointment.''

You thanked him for his kind words and you exchanged numbers promising to contact each other soon.

You left feeling happy about not only finding Marc again but also meeting Steven.

Steven on the other hand stayed there a little more wondering if you would react that calmly to finding out about all the adventures they had been on.

[kathyprior4200]

Heavenly Boss S2: "Heavenly Tour"

A divine courtroom of Thrones in the High Halo of Diligence…floors, columns and ceiling are black marble, with stained glass windows etched in gold. A golden set of scales gleams on a pedestal.

“Demons arriving to Earth unattended! This is an outrage!”

“Look closer through the hovering sphere. They’re not harming any mortals; they are just having fun! Besides, they are allowed to come up to Earth on Halloween like all spirits do.”

“So what? There’s always the risk of demons possessing humans or tricking them! No spirit should be allowed to invade Earth!”

“Like ancestors and spirit guides haven’t ‘invaded’ Earth for thousands of years to support and visit their loved ones which is perfectly acceptable!”

“Maybe in another universe. Have you forgotten that only lost souls stay on Earth and the rest go to Heaven or Hell?”

“Don’t forget about Purgatory and the other afterlives in Egypt, Norse, India…”

“Enough with going off-topic, we don’t have eternity, you know!”

“And I suppose angels aren’t allowed to interfere either?”

“If the demons cause any trouble, then I say angels should absolutely keep watch!”

“Don’t you think we’re getting a little too concerned about humans? Perhaps we should leave them be…”

“Oh no. We may be more detached from human emotions, but as keepers of divine order, it is our duty to make sure mortals don’t cause any trouble either. After all, they have a chance at salvation.”

“Only a slim chance! A majority go to Hell! Why waste time over God’s flawed creation?”

“Yeah, you’re right, angels are the superior species…”

“And yet demons came from angels. And God wanted Eden to be made for humans. He gave them free will.”

“When they should’ve listened and obeyed God from the beginning.”

“God knew they would eat the fruit. So why punish Lucifer and Lilith, the ones he created?”

“Going off topic, here. Demon spies partying on Earth. Allow or cease?”

“Trying to stop demons from going to Earth would rise a debate with the princes of Hell. Do we really want to complicate matters again?”

“Here’s a proposition. We further discuss the matter with the elders of Hazbin Heaven.”

“Not advisable. They are currently in mourning over their lost general Adam. They are trying to decide if the Exterminations should continue.”

“No doubt a Heaven-Hell war will occur again in their world. How will that affect us?”

(50 minutes later)

“Again, off topic. In my opinion, I think I’d trust our council of elders rather than Sera…Roo’s influencing her and she’s hiding the truth from the rest of Heaven.”

“So, if demons can be killed by angels in Hell, can we…I don’t know, take care of the wild party demons going to Earth?”

“We shall keep a close watch on them. If there is even a hint of them trying to influence mortals, we will act.”

“Also, we have another case to send the Exorcist Eagles down to confront Leviathan. I’m tired of hearing about hauntings and possessions. In a few days, we will inquire of the deeds of Camael’s anti-Asmodean cherubs.”

“So, if angels possessed humans, would that also be bad? Perhaps we could do that as a last resort.”

“Doesn’t matter. If we do decide to act, there should be ordinance from the Archangels, the Cherubim and Seraphim from the Primum Mobile and higher spheres. And God of course.”

“And there’s the parallel timeline problem, too. We can’t kill anyone from the canon worlds.”

“And we won’t. But no matter what, all the worlds need to be as balanced as possible.”

“All in favor of biding for now and keeping watch on mortals and demons from both realms?”

“Here.”

“Aye.”

“Aye.”

“Yes.”

“Yes.”

“Absolutely.”

“A unanimous vote. Let’s get back to our tasks and families. Thank you for your time and may God bless us all. Meeting adjourned.”

0 0 0

“YOU’RE INVITED!!”  “Has Blitzo broken your fucking heart? Do you desire revenge and Halloween fun? Come on over to our Halloween party in the human world (located at 666 South Maple Avenue) for closure and to indulge in our shared hatred for that miserable fuckboy. Enjoy Blitzo body cake, Beelzejuice drinks, music and fun! Also featuring yours truly in concert! Hope to see you there. Verosika Mayday.”

Verosika handed out invitations to her anti-Blitzo party. Incubi and succubi flew off through the Lust Ring, handing out the invites or posting them online for more demons to see. Several succubi and incubi grinned with excitement and started to plan their Halloween costumes.

“I’m so gonna be a mermaid this year!”

“I’m thinking…high school cheerleader!”

“Haha! Witch, please!”

“How about…an angel. The goofy kind, not, you know…”

“That’s a great idea! There’s a spider shopkeeper that sells great sex toys, I bet he could weave up some outfits for us!”

“Me and my brother will make the Blitzo voodoo dolls! My mom’s side of the family comes from Envy.”

“You wanna come with us, too?”

“Nah. I much prefer Hell’s Halloween tradition of surprise-attacking the weaker ones and trick-or-treating for hearts and guts!”

“Your loss, buddy!”

“Hey, Ver,” said a succubus band member. “Where will it be at?”

“Me and my crew have been searching the mortal world and we found this nice mansion on a hill near a forest. The people are out for the night, so thankfully there will be no intervention needed. We got our Asmodean crystals ready for the portal. It begins after sundown.”

“I hear it’s a full moon, too! Extra spooky and special!”

“Hey, Verosika, girl! Great to hear from you! A party in the human world, very unique! I’ll send over some Beelzejuice for you, on the house!”

“Thanks, Bee! I think me and my crew have the perfect idea for the cake, hahahaha!”

“I’ll see you soon, Ver. The band equipment is working, and the stage will soon be set up.”

“Thanks, Tex, I know I can always count on you!”

The invitations spread far and wide throughout the Rings. Several goat demons with candles on their heads peered at theirs with curiosity from the Sloth Ring. Hellhounds from Gluttony howled in excitement and gathered bags of candy and alcoholic drinks.

In the Wrath Ring, a group of muscular imps laughed while sitting in a wooden tavern.

“Check it out, man,” one of them said, holding up an invite. “A Halloween party in the mortal world! Let’s go!”

“Can’t wait to swing my fists at some Blitzo targets,” another chimed in. The scrawny imp Dennis walked with a group of imps with their invites. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew Dennis’ invitation from his hands.

“Way to go, Dennis,” one of them rolled his eyes. “You just lost your invite!”

“You suck, Dennis,” added the other. Dennis flinched with a sad look on his face.

The invitation blew in the air, throughout the desert, until it landed on the dusty ground. A shadow hovered over the card.

0 0 0

(A card with a smiling Docile posing on the front) “YOU’RE INVITED!!  Let’s celebrate our Employer of the Year: Docile! As founder of E.L.F., he is committed to helping mortals heal, saving them from danger, battling demons, and being a source of inspiration for all angels, especially saints, winners, and ex-humans. For his birthday, we’ll celebrate in the human world on Halloween (at 777 North Maple Avenue). Feel free to dress up in costume. There will be drinks, music, singing and fun. Be sure to greet the humans and be on the lookout for any demons roaming Earth. Hope to see you there! – Docile (Be there or be Tirred)”

Note: All E.L.F. staff are required to attend.

Tirred scowled. “F**k my afterlife.” He held back against the temptation to rip the piece of paper.

“Oh, come on, Tirred! This party will be fun!” said Sunna. She was dressed in a Greek-style white dress and her thick hair was in ringlets and gold bands. “They’ll be drinks, music, maybe some diluted alcohol.”

“Every year, we have to go to that stupid party and listen to Docile brag about his accomplishments! It’s worse than all our regular work meetings!”

Docile grinned at Tirred. “I have to have all you guys there. You know it makes our company look good. Reputation.”

“Can’t I have just one day where everyone worships me instead?” Tirred asked.

“Well, feel free to celebrate your birthday…by yourself!” Timmid muttered out loud with a glare. Timmid and Tirred were still going back and forth in their frosted relationship.

Tirred sighed. “Well, if I do have to go…I guess it’s not too different from watching mortals in the human world. I suppose I could…”

“Pranking mortals? Absolutely not, Tir,” Docile chided, jabbing a finger at him.

“Reading my mind, how rude!” Tirred spat. “It’s called ‘trick-or-treat’ for a reason…and it’d be a real treat to trick some people!”

“Remember the last time?” Docile glared. “You thought that wrapping up a bunch of bullies in toilet paper and hanging them from a tree was a good idea.”

Tirred smirked. “It certainly was…”

“Not!” Docile barked. “It took forever to untangle them.”

“Oh, remember that one time I spiked some candy with ‘Haniel’s Hallelujah’ serum? It made several of the kids confess their love and their darkest secrets!” Tirred chuckled.

Docile rolled his eyes. “Oh, it was real fun, until the parents almost called the police on us! And I had to undo the spell. You’re lucky I didn’t force you to drink some of it yourself.”

“It was pretty funny,” Sunna admitted. Even Timmid smiled a bit.

“Anyway,” Docile said, waving a finger at Tirred. “I’m keeping a very close eye on you. Stay out of trouble and maybe, I’ll give you an extra raise.”

A pause.

“Fine,” Tirred huffed, slouching away.

“Yeah, like that’s gonna happen,” Timmid said.

“I heard that!”

So Docile sent out the invitations to his party and, naturally, many angels were thrilled. Soon, the costumes were ready. Some angels dressed like demons, some like angels, some wore cheerleader outfits and dresses and knight armor, and of course, the classic costumes of ghosts, vampires, mummies, witches, and various monsters. Archangel Haniel, the ruling Virtue of the Temperance Halo sent over some sweet drinks to share: bottles with the Venus sign on them. Some were alcoholic and some were not. There was a note that came with them, “Have fun! Drink in moderation! – Haniel.”

 Timmid smiled as she twirled in a light blue princess dress with a blonde wig and a crown. Sunna, dressed in her Greek goddess outfit eyed catnip candy, but looked away after Docile glanced her way. Docile was dressing as himself, of course. The three E.L.F. members laughed as they carved pumpkins at the round worktable, making jack-o-lanterns shaped like grinning elves with large eyes and sharp teeth.

“Oh, your eyes look like lopsided triangles, Sunna,” Docile mentioned.

Sunna shrugged and continued carving.

“Oh Sunna, don’t eat the pumpkin seeds.”

“Oh, sorry sir,” Sunna blinked, putting down a messy brown paw before licking it.

“Maybe some humans will enjoy our works of art,” said Timmid.

“Maybe if me make them more angelic…” Docile wondered.

Sunna added, “Nah. Keep them unique. Some humans may appreciate the more primal forms of angels.”

“Good point, Sunny.”  Docile kissed his adoptive daughter and she purred softly.

“Anyone wanna smash pumpkins that look like Tirred?” Timmid asked with a wink.

“Sure!” Docile called while Sunna countered, “No! That’s not nice!”

Docile grinned anyway and tossed a grumpy Tirred-shaped jack-o-lantern to the floor. Timmid and Docile laughed out loud. Sunna rolled her eyes. “You guys are so immature.” She grabbed a catnip candy and popped it into her mouth. Her pupils rolled around, and she let out several whispers of meows.

“There goes your big ego head!” Timmid laughed.

“Hey, Tirred!” Docile called with a laugh. “Clean up this mess, will ya? We gotta get our things through the Camaelean Crystal portal!” He displayed a pink crystal inside a small black box with Camael’s sigil on top.

“How’d you get the crystal?” asked Sunna.

“My airheaded sister sent it with a cheesy ‘sorry’ note.” He spoke in a high babyish voice, “’Oh special bro, I’m so sowy, pwease accept this crystal and help me convert humans to my ridiculous evangelical fantasies!’” Sunna and Timmid giggled.

Docile smiled and called. “Come on, Tirred, those pumpkin guts ain’t gonna clean themselves!”

“Plus, you have a stack of overdue paperwork on your desk to do!” Sunna added.

Docile blinked. “Tirred? Where’d you go?”

Tirred, having seen the sickening spectacle, somberly sunk into the shadows and out of the office.

0 0 0

“Hello, hello, hello, Samael!” Tirred called.

Samael was currently relaxing in his own private backyard on a golden lawn chair decorated with bloodred gems. A nearby stream of lava bubbled into a pool. Several trees hung fruits of immortality from them, granting knowledge and a fresh boost for immortals. On a side table was a glass of red wine. Next to that was a small portrait of Lilith, her long red hair, red lips, pale white skin and smooth chest kept Samael peeking. In his lap was a book: “Methods of Judgement For Mortals, Gods and Everyone In-Between.” His short blonde hair shone in the sun, and he wore a dark black robe and comfortable black shoes. Hie eyes simmered like calm hot coals.

“Hey, that’s not Lilith from Hazbin,” Tirred mentioned.

“Oh, an annoying elf,” Samael called, still staring at the pages. “I don’t need to talk to things like those.”

With effort, Tirred climbed over the black iron fence, landing on the ground, somehow without falling.

“How wonderful to see you too, Your Grace.” He brushed himself off. “I suppose if I were my boss, you’d have that crazed lust thing going on with me.”

“And I suppose you do? Why would I have any interest in a subordinate elf who always complains in the background?”

Tirred walked over, despite his trembling legs. “And why are you so interested in our business of helping mortals? All you seem to care about is punishment. What satisfaction do you get out of punishing my boss? He clearly doesn’t enjoy it.”

Samael looked over and smirked. “He’s not really supposed to. Like I.M.P. he’s technically going to Earth without permission.”

“And he’ll do so again at his stupid birthday party on Earth! Doesn’t that deserve some reprimanding?”

“Demons are allowed on Earth every Hallow’s Eve. Angels are spirits, too, so I see no difference.”

“But you’d love to torture the black hearts out of demons,” Tirred said, posing by the side table. He lowered the book so Samael could see his face. “And frankly, I would, too.” He spoke seductively, “Perhaps we could have some fun and I could…suffer for my sins?” He winked.

Samael chuckled. “Docile can barely hold his own against me. I’d roast you alive in minutes.”

“So, you’re saying…I’m good enough to eat?”

Samael went back to his book.

“Seriously, sir? Have you even tried me out? You think I’m petty and weak, but you don’t even know me!”

Samael closed the book and got up. “It brings me pleasure to see Docile’s goal to help and redeem Sinners and humans temporarily extinguish in his eyes when he faces my wrath. I wish I could say the same for you.”

Tirred fumed as Samael walked toward one of the trees.

“With all due respect, sir. If you don’t care for mortals, why allow us to keep our business in the first place?”

Samael sighed. “While I’d love to exterminate all the Sinners in Hazbin Hell and the other Hell for that matter and expose every human on Earth, that’d bring things out of balance. Like the Angel of Death Azrael, I only help determine who’s worthy for Heaven and let humans deal with their karma on their own.” He plucked a red apple and took a bite. “Like imps, you elves are of common nature, unpredictable. The succubi, cherubs, and other official beings work exclusively for the higher powers like the Archangel Virtues and the Deadly Sins.”

Samael savored the juice before continuing. “If elves and imps get killed or cast out, we’ll always have more for work. But…Docile’s determination to aid in the quest to preserve Earth and redeem God’s creation…I guess it’s admirable in its own way.”

Tirred sighed. “Heaven and Hell’s rules and roles are confusing. So…are you going to the party?”

“Certainly not!” Samael waved a hand. “Frivolous parties in the mortal world are nothing compared to my more important matters.”

“Believe me, sir, I’d rather be roasted by you, than have to go to that required party!”

Samael chuckled some more. “Here’s this for a roast: if you’re required to celebrate your boss, are you Docile’s jester or are you the one who gets violently drunk that he has to carry home?”

Tirred fumed again. “T-that’s not the kind of roasting I meant!”

Samael enjoyed his apple some more.

“Is there anything I can do to make me worthy of your attention?” Tirred asked.

“Hmm…being your own boss? Becoming an Exorcist? Bringing back the heads of my enemies?”

“I’d gladly work for you, sir!”

“Your loyalty is to Docile. And his agony is loyal to me.”

“Are we just pawns for your pleasure?!”

Samael shrugged. “Pretty much.”

Tirred fell on his knees. “Please let me prove my worth to you! I’ll be your prey at the New Moon! I can bring your Bible just as easily! I’ll take charge of E.L.F. if I have to!”

Samael waved a dismissive hand. “Strange little man. Go have fun at the party and come back when you’re a true leader with a sexy girl at your side.”

“Oh, f**k you.” Tirred glowered, stomping away.

Samael called, “I’ll promote you if you can magically uncensor all swearing in Heaven!”

“Go to Hell!”

“I can go where I please, unlike you! Hahahaha!”

Tirred sat on his bed, glowering and hurt. Samael had considered him unworthy once again, Docile was getting all the praise, Timmid was giving him the cold shoulder, Sunna was…being Sunna, and his mother was convinced he was no better than a demon unless he could become an Exorcist and kill one.

It was an everyday ordeal: following Docile’s orders to help mortal strangers, remembering the times where he was both spoiled and reprimanded by his mother, realizing that Timmid was never as timid as he thought…

Putting up a bravado of superiority and ignorance to hide the darkness welling up inside…it was no wonder Tirred was tired all the time.

He tried his best to push aside the feelings of loneliness and unworthiness, but to no avail. The last thing he wanted was to go to the party a sobbing mess.

What could he do before he had to go to the party?

Strangely enough, Tirred had an urge to apologize to people. Not profusely but…perhaps a little bit to show he wasn’t a complete jackass to everyone. He missed Timmid’s warm embraces, and the comforting looks she would give him when he got too over his head.

He knew that simply saying sorry to Timmid wouldn’t be enough. He’d have to save her life or work for the community and use a lot of poetic words to win her back over. At least, that’s what he figured. He’d never been really good at apologizing…but at least he could try.

Did she secretly miss him as much as he missed her?

Timmid had saved his life when he was possessed by Kiva at the beach. Docile had reminded him that his duty to those strange humans and to the few elves and cat he could call semi-friends, was worth more than his parents’ ambitions for him or his own distorted dreams.

“Timmid, I’m sorry, so, so, sorry,” he whimpered into the blackness. He meant it the more he dwelled on it. It was only silence that seemed to truly understand and comfort him. Was he destined to be alone in the fake paradises they called the two Heavens?

He tried texting Timmid three times, but he always erased the message before he could send it. ‘Why am I such a wimp at this?!’

He then paused in thought. Docile still used the Bible to travel to the human world and in his interaction with Samael. But he also knew that his sister Holly Wata sent him a Camaelean crystal, hoping he would reunite with her and join her cause. (He hadn’t.) The crystal could not only create portals to Earth, but also to other Halos in Heaven.

Tirred also wondered if Hell and the Hazbin world were also included, but he brushed his curiosity aside. With that crystal, he could sneak out of the party and go pretty much anywhere!

‘Wait, I can’t steal Docile’s crystal,’ he thought. ‘He’d read my thoughts once I was in the door! I have nowhere to go…’

Tirred took a breath and headed glumly back to the office. A fox angel suddenly appeared in his path, wearing a gray coat and top hat. He spread out his arms, revealing rusty trinkets.

“Hidey ho, little elf!”

“Move it, foxy,” Tirred seethed.

The scammer fox posed with a shiny pink crystal attached to his wrist. Tirred’s eyes lit up.

‘How illogically convenient,’ Tirred thought.

“Want a handy watch, or a screwdriver, or a genuine bottlecap bracelet?”

Tirred glared.

 “Or…perhaps my magic one-of-a-kind crystal?”

“Yeah,” Tirred said, holding out a hand.

The sly fox grinned. “You have 1000 spirits?”

Tirred glared.

“No? Oh dear. No crystal for you, sir! Perhaps you could offer me something else…”

The fox appeared behind him and was about to swipe at his wallet in his pocket…

WHACK!

With a powerful punch, Tirred turned around and sent the trickster flying backwards into a nearby brick wall. He fell with a thud onto the ground.

“Tut tut,” he said, walking over to the groaning fox. “And I thought angels were supposed to be non-deceivers.”

He reached down and unlatched the crystal from the fox’s wrist. “I’ll take that.”

“Give that back, you snot-faced freak!”

“Oh really?” Tirred asked as the fox stood up. He waved the crystal. “I bet you stole this, didn’t you?” He noticed a concerning thin black crack running along the crystal’s surface.

“Duh. How else am I supposed to see if my loved ones on Earth are okay? I miss them very much. Plus, I really am broke right now.”

Tirred paused. There were rumors of some Saints and Winners wondering what happened with their remaining families in Hell and on Earth. For those in Hazbin Heaven, most were so bedazzled by the golden perfection, they had no idea of how humans got into Hazbin Heaven nor of their memory erasures and the elder angel council keeping things under wraps. Their Sinner ex-family members practically did not exist to them anymore.

Tirred wasn’t sure if the fox’s sorrowful tale was true or not, but he wasn’t going to stick around and find out.

“Here’s a deal for ya, how about you leave me alone and I won’t report you to Michael’s police armada in Charity?”

“You wouldn’t dare!”

Tirred bellowed. “Fox thief over here! This crystal’s not registered in his name!”

“F**k!” The fox swore and darted away like a coward.

Tirred smirked. “Just as I thought.” He grinned as he rubbed the crystal, now attached to his wrist. He didn’t have time to try and register the crystal, he had other matters to attend.

“Come on, come on,” he muttered, rubbing harder.

After a few minutes, a pink energy diamond with a hole flickered and appeared before him. He walked through and it soon closed.

“A glitchy crystal…well at least it’s better than nothing.”

0 0 0

Tirred tumbled through the portal and ended up inside a large building with a strange symbol on one wall, a black C within an upward blue triangle.

From a control panel, two people in white business suits turned around and glanced at him.

Tirred blinked. One was a man with dark skin and short blonde hair. The other was a woman with white skin with curly black short hair.

“Wait a minute, I’ve seen you guys before,” said Tirred.

Negative Agent One, the man, peered at Tirred. “An elf angel? How’d you get in here?”

“You’re the one working for those D.H.O.R.K.S!” spat Negative Agent Two.

Tirred gasped. “C.H.A.R.M.E.R.S? N-no!” said Tirred. “We only sided with them because you guys attacked us.”

“Listen,” said Negative Agent One, “We may have been bullies to them in the past, but those nerds are dangerous. Tell us about them and we may just let you go.”

“Well for one,” Tirred folded his arms, “D.H.O.R.K.S. are not creating an army of cloned priests to invade Hazbin Hell…uh…shit…”

Tirred flinched and covered his mouth. The C.H.A.R.M.E.R.S agents looked at each other.

“Well leave it to them to do something crazy like that,�� remarked Negative Agent Two.

“Them and those cheesy fallen cherub angels, they’ll do anything to get back into Heaven, even if it puts demons and humans in harm’s way. I gotta say, though, anything to get rid of demons is fine by me.”

“How do you know all this?” asked Negative Agent One.

“Those cherubs created a portal to our Heaven in an attempt to get back to theirs. I saw the priests being grown in the lab. Me and my crew tried to make them see reason but…we got sent back.”

“Wow,” Negative Agent Two breathed.

“I don’t like demons either,” said Negative Agent One, “but maybe we could work with antagonists of those cherubs…”

“D.I.A.B.L.O.? Trust me, no way. Those abominations want to see all the realms at war!”

“I see,” said Negative Agent Two. Then she grinned. “Well, you’ve been a big help, little angel. How about you bring your crew over and work for us.”

Negative Agent One spoke. “We’ve created a portal to allow angels to come to Earth. Perhaps they can put an end to the cloned priests. Leave demon hunting to the celestial experts, ya know?”

“Anything to counteract those dorks,” added Negative Agent Two.

Tirred stepped back, laughing nervously. “J-just wanted to apologize for attacking you guys earlier. I’d love to stay and help, but I really have to go…”

He frantically rubbed the crystal.

Tirred stepped further back from the agents’ outstretched hands. Negative Agent One’s thoughts flooded into Tirred’s head. ‘Perhaps we could hold you here and wait for your friends to show up. You’ll help us put an end to those dorks and chaotic imps whether you want to or not!’

“S-sorry again, bye!” Tirred cried in fear. Thankfully, the portal glitched to life in front of him and he leaped through the opening.

“Come back here you little…” began Negative Agent Two before the agents vanished as the portal closed.

Tirred caught his breath, shaking all over. “W-what have I done?!”

Another pause.

“T-that was f**king close. Wait…I’m back in Heaven, aren’t I? I can’t swear!”

Tirred froze. ‘Let’s see…’ He waved his crystal and saw glimpses of different places through the holes.

‘Ellie seems to be doing alright,’ he observed. Ellie, the former convict on Earth, was flying around with some other angel kids, her former human parents now reunited with her.

Tirred called through the portal, “Hey, Ellie, sorry for being a jerk back at the E.L.F. office!”

Ellie turned around and spotted him. “Who are you, again?”

The portal closed before Tirred could answer. “Shoot!”

Through another portal, Tirred spied Mrs. Mayberry teaching little angel kids how to fly. Tirred made eye contact with Mary and her two kids, formerly humans.

“Hey, guys! Sorry about being mean and failing to save your lives on Earth!”

Mrs. Mayberry just smiled, and her kids just made silly faces at Tirred. “Oh, it’s quite alright! You were under a lot of stress. I’m still very thankful of your boss’ E.L.F. company, they are truly life savers…or afterlife savers I should say.”

Tirred sighed in relief.

“You wanna play with us?!” shouted the kids. The kids then looked at each other.

“I saw him first!”

“No, I did!”

“Did not!”

Thankfully the portal closed as well.

The next portal showed…

The grinning sharp teeth and glowing blue eyes of Bio-Rizz.

“Nope,” Tirred decided, facing away from the portal.

Kiva Perdera and Holly Wata sighed in annoyance as they did some menial tasks around Camael’s Corner. They spotted Tirred through the portal and glared.

Tirred was almost going to be the mature one…

…but instead, he laughed and spat, “Have fun, suckers!”

The cherub and the elf roared in anger, but the portal soon closed.

Tirred briefly spotted Soother talking with Menadel in Menadel’s office. On a piece of paper on the desk was, “Meet with Holly, Blau, and Kiva.”

The portal, of course, closed before Tirred could see any more.

And through another portal…

“No, no, no, no!” Tirred screamed as he dodged the grabbing hands of more C.H.A.R.M.E.R.S agents. “Why won’t these blasted portals work?!”

Thankfully, no more portals shimmered around him once he flew off further away.

Once Tirred got back to the office, Timmid, Docile, and Sunna were waiting for him.

“Oh heck, no, I’m not wearing that!” Tirred seethed. A clown costume with “Tirred” on a note was lying on his work desk.

“You have no choice, Tir,” Docile smiled. “It’s what I decided, since you’d otherwise wear no costume at all! Or an Exorcist one.”

“But you’re not wearing one!”

“This is my costume! Me! Isn’t it great?”

“Since when did you become such a selfish prat?”

“Hey, it’s only once a year that I can push more pride up to the front,” Docile grinned. “Now I have my pose: the jester, the princess, and the goddess.”

“Why can’t you be the werewolf, like last year?” Tirred asked Sunna.

“We get to choose different ones. Besides, the clown costume fits you, perhaps even more than that old cowboy costume you chose!”

“Only because the store ran out of Exorcist costumes!”

“The last time you dressed up like an Exorcist, you actually wanted to sneak into Hell and kill demons that very day!” Docile remembered. “Man, your childhood programming has dome a num…”

“So has yours, now shut up, sir!” Tirred barked.

“No time to argue!” Timmid spoke up. “Tirred, get into your costume and meet us by the portal!”

“If you don’t show up, I swear Tirred, you’ll be filing and filling out every overdue paper for the next eternity!” Docile warned.

Tirred grabbed his costume and headed into the other room. From out the window, Docile drove the E.L.F. van through the portal that was created from his crystal. On the other side, many angels dressed in costumes cheered as they strolled by the van in a sort of parade for Docile. The angels carried more Docile merchandise, food, drinks, a stereo, and plenty of candy. Halloween music played as they headed toward a mansion on a hill at 777 North Maple Avenue. Several humans in costume cheered as well.

“Nice parade, guys!” they called.

“My colleagues, best for last!” Docile telepathically called to each of them after about ten minutes.

Timmid and Sunna stood in their costumes, holding a large banner that read, “Docile Answers Your Prayers!”

Tirred hovered in the air, flying from the open window, clown costume still in his hands.

Sunna looked up and hissed, “That’s your cue, Tirred! Hurry up!”

“Get that costume on before Docile sees!” Timmid added.

The two females walked through the portal.

‘I’ll just change into the costume on Earth,’ thought Tirred, ‘scare some mortals, and sleep through Docile’s speeches. And if he makes me announce him again…’

Suddenly, the hole before him glitched and blinked in and out.

“What is up with this thing?!” Tirred seethed as his crystal seemed to negatively interfere with Docile’s portal. To Tirred’s horror, he saw the backs of Sunna and Timmid’s heads before the portal closed where he landed!

“No!”

Tirred panted, eyes darting in fear. Docile was so gonna kill him for not making it on time!

Tirred took a breath. “Alright, crystal, work with me here…”

He rubbed it and noticed an even bigger crack than before.

“Please…just one more time…please take me to Earth…”

At last, a small hole appeared! Yes!

Tirred darted through it, flying through the night sky…and accidentally dropping his clown costume into a campfire below. Several guys flinched back as sparks and smoke flew in all directions.

“Alien!” one of them pointed at the screaming Tirred.

Tirred feared for his life…the fire coming closer and closer as he fell…but then he remembered that he was immune to mortal fire…and that would make those humans suspicious.

“To Docile, please!”

He rubbed the crystal again…

…flying through colorful clouds and spotting a sad Lute, Sera, and Exorcists mourning by a golden statue of their leader Adam.

“I regret to inform Heaven, that for the greater good, the Exterminations must continue,” said Sera somberly. “I wish Emily would understand…”

“Those demons will pay for what they’ve done!” Lute cried, holding up Adam’s golden guitar. “We will avenge his death and destroy that hotel once and for all! Demons can kiss redemption goodbye!”

Lute then spotted him and raised her spear…

“S**t!” Tirred cried.

He rubbed it again…

…narrowly avoiding the jaws of an eldritch monster in a watery world…

“Come on! To Earth, to Earth!” he screamed.

He rubbed the crystal as hard as he could…

…tumbling through the final hole and landing with a thud in a forest.

0 0 0 0 0

The world blurred in and out of focus. Very dizzy…pain throbbing in his head…

Tirred slowly sat up, groaning. “Owww…..”

The world came back into focus. He stood up on shaky legs and spotted many straight pine trees around him. An owl hooted ominously on a branch. Above him in the clear starry sky, a white full moon illuminated the sky. A few bats screeched and flapped their wings across the sky.

“It’s Halloween, alright,” Tirred said. “Shit, where am I?”

Tirred paused. “Shit, shit, shit…hey I’m on Earth, it worked.”

Tirred looked down at his wrist…and his heart almost stopped. The crystal was now broken. Several pink pieces glinted on the grassy ground. His wrist was bare.

“No, no, no,” Tirred breathed, trying in vain to put the pieces back together.

Now there was no turning back.

“Docile! Where are you?” Tirred called. A lone wolf howled in response.

Tirred shivered in the dark as he tried to make his way through the trees. Though he could see in the dark much better than humans, he still felt incredibly lost.

Tirred brushed himself off. His outfit and face were covered in dirt. A few twigs got stuck in his black hair.

He stretched his white wings, and they were still intact.

“I shouldn’t have taken that fox’s crystal. Now I’m stuck in this pathetic Earth world. What if I can’t get back to Heaven? I don’t think I can stomach doing mortal jobs or eating mortal foods, gross…”

He brushed aside pine branches, trying to find any hint of a town or houses.

“Maybe if I die here, I’ll reappear back in Heaven. But then, I wouldn’t be able to go back to Earth…and I heard that dying many times can do a great damage on the body and…”

“RRRAAAGHH!” echoed a voice in the distance.

“Mind…” Tirred breathed softly, feeling goosebumps on his skin. Normally he wasn’t terrified of anything…but this night seemed especially unnerving. Even his wings felt too sore for him to lift.

Thankfully, Tirred had packed a holy knife with him.

“Great, now I get to kill a wild bear. Maybe Samael will be semi-impressed this time.”

The sound of heavy breathing rose up, darting through the forest. A shadow whizzed past.

Tirred feared he’d never see Timmid or his friends again.

Tirred’s eyes darted around. He wasn’t ready to become a bear’s meal. He had to get back to E.L.F. He moved quicker, maneuvering around the trees and nearly tripping over a log. Several crows cawed and flapped their wings as Tirred pressed onward.

After what felt like forever, Tirred finally came to a clearing. He looked ahead from behind a bush. There was a suburban neighborhood of houses, covered with Halloween decorations. Trick-or-treaters were out and about, munching on candy, tossing toilet paper into trees, lighting jack-o-lanterns and happily posing for selfies.

‘Guess I won’t need any disguise then,’ Tirred thought as he carefully stepped out onto the asphalt street.

Right away, there were two things that froze him with fear to the spot. One was the green and white street signs, one which read “666 South Maple Avenue.”

The other was a hunched figure several feet away to his left. The figure growled and stared straight ahead.

Tirred quietly stepped back, hoping the figure would not look his…

“BLITZO! DIE!”

Glowing eyes bore into Tirred’s soul, and the creature leapt right at him with an open mouth of sharp teeth.

0 0 0

Meanwhile at 777 North Maple Avenue, the Docile Halloween party was in full swing. Spotlights glowed green, teal, and blue, as they swayed back and forth near the mansion. The mansion looked very similar to the one where Verosika’s party was hosted, except the windows were tinted teal and there was no liter on the lawn. Candles lined the stairs and a blue banner hung over the front door: “WE LOVE DOCILE, OUR HEAVENLY BOSS!”

Sully Serious was selling t-shirts with “LUV DOCILE,” “DOCILE DA GOAT,” “DOCILE FTW,” “E.L.F. ON THE SHELF!” and “DOCILE RULZ” on them with Docile’s smiling face.

Inside, Halloween music played, and angels of all kinds were dancing in Halloween costumes. There were costumes of vampires, monsters, ballerinas, ghosts, mummies, demons, and countless others. Many angels danced and wore shirts with “I LUV DOCILE,” “DOCILE DA BEST,” and “DOCILE PEACE 4 EVER” on them. Angels danced to “Thriller,” “Monster Mash,” “Spooky Scary Skeletons,” “This Is Halloween,” “Ghostbusters,” “Nightmare Night,” “I Put A Spell On You,” “Psycho Killer,” and even to Verosika’s “Over You.”

Several angels got drunk, but several gulps of nearby Holy Water sobered them up.

“Man, I wish we could help humans with this stuff,” one angel sighed, dressed like a pink succubus.

On a white tablecloth sat bottles of drinks from Haniel: Cloud Nine Wine, Bliss Booze, Holy Spirit, Throne’s Light, Jesus Juice, Blisskey Whiskey and Venusian Delights. Plus, there was apple cider, pumpkin juice and other non-alcoholic drinks. A magnificent cake was shaped like the white E.L.F. office, with “HAPPY DOCILE DAY!”  written in blue. On top was a figure of a smiling posing Docile wearing a blue cape and holding a golden cross in his hand.

Outside, angels flew around and played various games: bobbing for golden apples, “Pin the Tail on the Demon”, carving jack-o-lanterns, and having a pumpkin pie-eating contest.

Docile appeared on the outdoor stage, with Timmid, Sunna, and Veronica by his side. Even Portal, the white Heavencat showed up. The stage was decorated with strings of teal lights. The blue curtains had bats and black cats on it, along with “DOCILE RULES!” in bold white letters. Another sign read “EMPLOYER OF THE YEAR!” An angelic band was in the background. One member had a drum set with a halo design on the drum, one had a white guitar with a harp shape to it, and another had a golden guitar with angel wings as part of the design.

“Thank you all for coming,” Docile said. “As we celebrate another year of E.L.F. working hard to save mortals, and to celebrate…well its founder, me!”

The crowd clapped.

“I’d like to thank my colleagues, Tirred, Timmid, and Sunna for their hard work and unwavering loyalty!”

Sunna and Timmid posed on the stage and did a few flips as the audience cheered. Docile pulled Veronica, Sunna, and Timmid into a hug.

“Get all the ladies, Docile!” Someone hollered with a wolf whistle.

“Um, thanks, but I’m asexual,” Docile mentioned, stuttering slightly.

“Tirred’s running late again,” Docile muttered, changing the topic. “Apologies.”

Docile then smiled at Veronica. The band strummed as Docile sang a song about Docile and E.L.F.s’ accomplishments. (“Humanity’s Angel”) A teal spotlight shone on him as he sang into the microphone.

“Saints, Winners, Thrones, Powers, Cherubs, Seraphims,

Angels of all kinds,

As we sing and frolic in paradise

Let us not forget

Our loving and incredible brethren

Living in the world under our feet…”

“Demons?!” asked an angel in the back.

“No! Humans!” Docile said, taken aback, the microphone making feedback noises. “And…the former if they can prove themselves.”

“Oh.”

Docile cleared his throat and hummed the song. “Ooooooh, oooooooh…”

“Humanity angel, na, na na, na na na,

Humanity angel, na, na na, na na na.” harmonized Veronica, Timmid, and Sunna.

“Once I was lonely.

I didn’t know what to do.

Making my day

Toiling every day

Thought my dream would never come true.”

“But then I saw the light.

Determined to do what was right.

Go beyond expectations.

Trust my sensations

Began to help men of all nations.”

“Humanity angel, na, na na, na na na,

Humanity angel, na, na na, na na na.

“Humanity angel, na, na na, na na na,

Humanity angel, na, na na, na na na.”

“Heaven and Earth both intertwined

An eternal dance so sublime

Humans below are divine like us

Make mistakes, eat cakes, shine like us.”

“All worlds should be as one

Love and laugh under the same sun.

Helping all people I can be…someone,”

(“Someone, someone…”)

(“Someone, someone…”)

“Cherish every child of God

Every form of life you see

Don’t let anyone hold you back

From your own divinity.”

“I Docile, with a smile

Shall dedicate my life to our good for a while.

My accomplishments in a list to compile.

The bigots who try to bring those down, so vile

They won’t stand a chance

(Won’t stand a chance…)”

“Now I sing this with style…”

Angels happily waved glowsticks in the air.

“Humanity angel, na, na na, na na na,

Humanity angel, na, na na, na na na.”

“I love you all like sisters and brothers…”

“He’s humanity’s angel,” sang Veronica, Sunna, and Timmid.

“Devoted to wellbeing like fathers and mothers…”

“He’s humanity’s angel,” sang Veronica, Sunna, and Timmid.

“If you can’t be anything else, be an angel…”

“Be humanity’s angel,” sang the three.

“If you can’t be anything else, be an angel…”

“Be humanity’s angel.”

“Humanity angel, na, na na, na na na,

Humanity angel, na, na na, na na na.

“Docile, Docile, Docile, Docile, Docile!”

Docile bowed and the crowd stood up and applauded. “Thank you everyone! Let’s keep enjoying ourselves! May God bless us all!”

Sunna looked worried as Docile left the stage.  She spoke in a whisper. “Why hasn’t Tirred shown up, yet?”

Docile folded his arms. “He is supposed to be here. Even in a bad mood, he hasn’t missed a meeting. Probably running late on purpose again! He’s so not getting that raise!”

“Calm down, sir,” Sunna said. “He’s probably out pranking mortals again.”

Docile narrowed his eyes. “Of course! Just as I suspected. Bring him over.”

Sunna nodded and flew into the air. After several minutes, she rushed back down, worried.

“Sir! Tirred is in trouble!”

“In trouble with the mortals again? I’ll be sure to have a word…”

Sunna cupped his face. “No. Serious trouble. A demon has him!”

Docile’s blood turned cold. “What?!”

0 0 0

Tirred was pinned to the ground, and a deranged figure was cackling above him.

Tirred looked up at the monster. He was dressed like a cowboy and wore tall black boots with red trim, torn white pants, a light gray jacket covering a navy-blue undershirt, and a red bandana around his neck. His long, pointed tail hissed like a rattlesnake and was covered with spikes and black stripes. He had white hair, jagged horns with black and white stripes and hypnotic eyes that glowed yellow. He had two small black hairs on either side that made a thin mustache from his pointed nose.

Striker.

Striker’s face and skin, once a tannish color, were now covered in painful white spots and scars from where the green fire burned him in the Greed Ring. His clothes were also worn and covered with black spots and holes.

Striker then paused. “Wait, you’re not Blitzo.” He grinned evilly. “Here to have me finish you off, Moxxie?”

“Moxxie?! I’m not…”

Tirred yelped as Striker dug into his white wings with his claws. Gold blood splattered. “You always were a weak little pussy. Blitzo could’ve done better without scum like ya!”

Tirred slapped Striker in the face and in response, Striker wrapped his tail around Tirred’s neck. Tirred struggled and waited for any human to notice. Instead, several kids casually filmed the fight with their cell phones.

“Blitzo will have no choice but to surrender to me and Crimson after he learns of your demise! I’ll be fucking rich!”

“Get off!” Tirred choked as he kneed Striker hard in the stomach. As Striker grimaced, Tirred bit his tail, causing him to let him go. Tirred slowly stood up at the same time as Striker. Black blood dripped from his tail, but just as quickly, it sprouted back intact.

“Filthy demon!” Tirred seethed, trying to hide his terror. He pulled out his holy knife with shaking hands.

“That the best you got?” Striker roared, kicking Tirred backwards. He fell to the ground and rolled to the right, barely avoiding Striker’s blessed-tipped knife. “I’ll cut your cheap wings off of ya!”

Tirred looked at the weapon with concern. How was a demon imp like him gaining access to a weapon that could kill any demon and any angel? If enough demons got such lucrative weapons, both Heavens would be in trouble…and maybe Earth as well…

“TELL ME WHERE BLITZO IS, MOXXIE!”

Tirred swiped at Striker with his knife, managing to slice off some of his white hair. He ran for his life as an angry Striker raced after him. Striker smashed pumpkins, knocked over candles and broke glass windows as he went. Little kids screamed and parents gasped as they carried the kids toward safety inside their homes.

With shaking arms, Tirred waved his staff in his other hand and magically put out the fires and repaired the windows.

But for every good deed, Striker inched closer. He held up one of his black pistols with angelic white light bands on it and fired it into the air. He laughed as more humans and kids screamed.

Just then, Tirred spotted the place he was looking for, the mansion where E.L.F. were hosting the party. He stretched out his wings, ready to fly…

“I’m done losin’ these fights!” Striker bellowed.

A strong kick to the back made Tirred gasp painfully for breath. He had fought demons a few times before, but this man was abnormally strong. He tumbled to the ground, Striker gripping his wrists.

“And after you’re gone, I’ll finish off Blitzo, and Stolas, AND EVERY FILTHY ROYAL THAT EXISTS IN HELL!”

Tirred managed to cut Striker on the arm with his knife, black blood dripping onto the blade. The imp seethed in pain, but only grew angrier. In response, Striker smacked Tirred’s head hard to the ground several times, causing black spots to dance across his vision. He could feel golden blood tricking down his cheek.

“Tirred! Tirred!”

Tirred paused and thought he heard the voices of Docile, Timmid and Sunna in the distance.

More children screaming and crying at the sight of Striker.

Striker turned around and spotted Timmid on the sidewalk, holding two kids dressed like devils with protective arms.

“But first…I think I’ll have a little MORTAL SNACK!”

The kids whimpered beside her, but Timmid held her ground in her princess outfit.

“S-scary goblin cowboy!” they cried. “Don’t eat us!”

Tirred forced open his eyes. Docile blocked Striker’s way, aiming his magic staff at him. With a swipe of his arm, the staff clanked out of Docile’s hands and rolled to the ground. A few punches and well-aimed kicks sent a stunned Docile off to the side.

The human kids screamed and ran in either direction as Striker jumped toward Timmid, knife posed and jaw open.

“NO!”

Timmid braced herself for the jaws of death…only to find someone teleporting in front of her…Tirred…

Tirred gasped as Striker sunk his teeth into his neck. The knife dug into his chest…

Timmid covered her mouth as Tirred tumbled to the ground. Golden blood spilled from his neck and chest. Striker chuckled evilly and raced off.

A wounded Tirred coughed on the ground. Timmid leaned over him.

“T-Tim,” Tirred said, gasping. “I-I’m sorry…”

“None of that,” Timmid said, as she and Docile placed their hands over him for healing.

“If I die…”

“You’re not going to,” Timmid assured. Light and energy hummed over Tirred.

“Timmid…I’ve wanted to tell you…I saw what you guys did…with the pumpkins. I’ve been such an ass all these years, always absorbed in myself and my issues. You, you don’t deserve someone like me…someone who’s stuck in thi…this war mindset all the time…I admire you…your beauty, your courage…how you’d never think twice about saving a human…or even a demon…”

Tears flowed down Timmid’s face. “Y-you saved my life. We may have gotten into fights, but we keep finding our way back together. And…despite you being a jerk, you never stop redeeming…I’ve missed you…”

“I-I-missed you too. D-d-don’t leave me…”

“I’m right here, Tirred, right here…”

And through the pain of the wound and the heat of the magic angelic energy pouring into him, Timmid’s soft kiss on his lips was the most sensational of all.

“Happy Halloween, Tim,” Tirred grinned, before his eyes rolled back and his head flopped to the side.

The light faded from their hands and the world was dark once more. The kids hurried back to their parents’ houses. No sound except the wind whistling through the red, yellow, and orange trees. Sunna appeared and lowered herself next to Timmid. Dark Halloween music played on a set of speakers outside a house.

Sunna spoke, “Is he…”

Docile waved a hand and the somber Halloween music stopped. “Of course not! He’s just unconscious. He’ll recover once we get him back to Heaven.”

Docile handed Tirred’s limp form to Sunna.

Docile then sighed. “Remind me never to host stupid parties like this again.” He waved his wrist and a portal back to the E.L.F. office appeared.

Sunna blinked in confusion but then turned around and walked through the portal. The portal closed after Sunna walked back through. Tirred’s Apology Tour was complete…for the moment.

Sunna then looked around with worry. “Where’s the demon?”

The three E.L.F. members looked on with horror as they rose up into the air. Striker was rushing and pouncing like an animal, up the street…

…straight toward the parked I.M.P. van with Blitzo inside!

Sunna gasped as she saw the mansion with pink spotlights where Verosika Mayday was hosting the anti-Blitzo party.

Sunna telepathically sent a message to the other angels, ‘Demonic intruder! One of my friends is down! Make sure he doesn’t crash the demon party next door!’

In flashes of light, several bi-pedal dove angels appeared before them. They were invisible to demons and humans, though could still be seen by the angels.

‘Oh no, the humans!’ thought Sunna.

The angels flew off around the neighborhood, watching over the humans to make sure they were safe. The angels used their magic to ease away the scary thoughts that had plagued the humans earlier. The humans smiled as the angels waved their hands, restoring the human parties to normal.

“He’s going to kill that imp that everyone at that party hates!” cried Sunna.

“I bet they’d all love to see that!” Docile remarked.

“His name is Blitzo!” said Sunna.

“Who just happens to be my biggest rival,” Docile scoffed. “And now we’re saving him?!”

“Yep.”

“So…we defeat a demon and save dozens more?” asked Timmid.

“Exactly!” Sunna grinned. “We’ll have to send him back to Hell. Hazbin Hell. I bet he came through the portal following those other demons!”

Docile sighed. “This is why there’s still debate on letting demons on Earth. But whatever it takes to keep the humans safe, I’ll help.”

“How are we going to send the cowboy back?” asked Timmid. “It’ll take too long for our Camaelean crystals to create a portal to Hazbin Hell!”

Sunna’s eyes glowed as she spotted several succubi in the front yard, with Asmodean crystals on their wrists.

“I’ve got it!”

Sunna teleported to the mansion and ducked her head. The two succubi were talking, and the crystal was just within reach.

‘Easy, Sunna…almost…’ She reached out her paw and slowly grasped it in her claws…

“Hey, cat!”

Sunna yanked it off the demon’s wrist and the succubi turned. “What are you doing?!”

Sunna chuckled nervously; her invisibility had worn off.

“Give my crystal back, thief!”

Sunna flipped over in the air, waving the Asmodean crystal. The Lust Ring appeared. Docile waved his staff from the sidewalk, sending the succubi through the hole with invisible force. The portal closed.

“Docile!” Sunna called, tossing the Asmodean crystal through the air. It slowly flew and spun, Docile reaching up to grab it. His hand wrapped around it as he jumped into the air, his wings holding him up. He looked down and saw Striker about to burst through the van window toward a sullen Blitzo…

He zoomed down and waved it in front of Striker. Miraculously, the hole opened to the Greed Ring.

Striker roared in protest before he tumbled back into Hazbin Hell. The portal closed.

Docile panted and realized that there were several demons staring at him.

“Oh, heh, don’t mind me…just…practicing my tricks to show how much I hate Blitzo!”

A pause.

Another pause.

“Cool dude,” smiled an incubus. “Spread the Blitzo hate!”

Docile stepped back and breathed a sigh of relief with Sunna and Timmid.

“That was too fucking close,” Docile breathed.

“Ooooh, you just swore again!” Sunna gasped.

“He’s not in Heaven, it’s fine,” Timmid mentioned.

“I can’t believe we just saved the founder of our rival company!” Docile gripped his face. “And almost lost Tirred! Oh, my party was a disaster this year!”

Timmid let out a small smile. “I think it was kinda fun this time.”

Docile blinked. “Really?”

“I mean, we fought an actual demon…well, Tirred did…and we survived! E.L.F. is back again!”

“Yeah, we did it!” Sunna smiled, licking her paw and picking up a bottle of Beelzejuice.

“What do we do now?” Timmid asked.

“I, for one, would love to go searching for more catnip candy!” Sunna exclaimed. “Also, we need more selfies to post on my blog about the human world. It’s so fascinating to be here.”

“I think we need to check on Tirred first,” mentioned Timmid.

“Good point,” said Sunna. “Docile, are you ready to…?”

She paused. Docile froze in the act, holding several Blitzo hate t-shirts in his arms.

“Dad?! Did you seriously buy all those?!”

“What? I had to!” Docile shrugged. “Gotta let others in Heaven know how vile and dangerous that imp is!”

Sunna narrowed her eyes, paws on her hips. “And to think you claim to be accepting of all races! We’re going back, now!”

Sunna dragged her adoptive father through the portal, Timmid following.

Docile protested as his colleagues dragged him through. “Wait, Sunny! I really wanna sing with Verosika about my hateful feelings about Blitzoooo!” The portal closed behind them. After Docile recovered, he put the pink Camaelean crystal and the orange Asmodean crystal in a safe spot in his office.

Tirred woke up and found himself in his bed with a smiling Docie, Sunna, and Timmid by his side. There was a banner on the wall which read, “Tirred The Hero!”

Tirred briefly thought he was in a dream. He showed a small smile. “What’s all this?”

Docile grinned. “We…figured it be about time you got some true recognition. I…haven’t really been appreciating you guys enough, so…congrats Tirred. Thanks for saving us.”

“Yeah…if you hadn’t gotten that broken crystal…” Timmid began. “Who knows what might have happened.”

Tirred smiled. “Wow…guys…I don’t know what to say…uh…”

“Say that I’ll give you that raise and go enjoy yourself.” Docile folded his hands together. “I’m sorry, too…for not trusting in you more, Tir.”

“Thank you, sir,” Tirred said, happy tears in his eyes. Timmid gave him a gentle hug.

“See, Tirred? You don’t need to go off searching for your destiny or family. You have one…right here.”

Tirred leaned down and bit into a delicious brown cake on a plate.

 “Mmm…delicious. Angel food cake again?”

“Devil’s food cake,” Docile grinned and winked. “I know it’s not allowed but…it’s Halloween and it’s Docile day…I can make exceptions.”

Soon, all the E.L.F. members were enjoying the Devil’s food cake, bonding and recovering from the experience.

“Say, Docile,” Tirred grinned. “Wanna prank some humans at a haunted house next year?”

Docile winked. “Who said anything about next year?”

To Tirred’s delight, about an hour later, all four angels found themselves back on Earth at a haunted house. They roared at the touring teens and kids with their natural dark teal elf faces and sharp teeth. Many of the mortals screamed, then laughed.

“Great costumes, guys!” they praised, handing out candy. The angels stuffed their faces rather un-holy-like.

“Say, we should do this ‘pranking mortals thing’ more often,” Docile smiled as the people left.

“Who are you and what have you done with Docile?” Timmid laughed, chocolate around her mouth.

“Still,” said Sunna, “I think we should give worthy mortals a blessing and allow their loved ones in spirit to visit them.”

“Wholeheartedly agree,” said Docile. “Though perhaps it should include everyone, not just the worthy.”

“Yes. In both Heaven and Hell!” said Timmid, hope in her eyes.

Docile paused. “Still working on the ‘Hell,’ part.” He posed with a grin, eyes appearing on his white angel wings.

“Alright, gang,” he called, eyes glowing, voice turning angelic. “Let’s give some humans an awakening!”

They happily burst through the castle-like roof and into the air, morphing into their higher angelic forms, letting out eerie choir-sounding yells and zooming off in silhouettes against the full moon.

[lunar-soldier]

O Sol E A Lua (a moonknight x reader fanfic)

(The future chapters for this fanfic shall be posted via wattpad and AO3, but I wanted to give the tumblr people a taste of the first chapter on here!)

(Also, two things:

>I write very spaced out, mainly because it’s easier for me to process while reading. if you don’t enjoy reading fanfics in that style, this will NOT be for you

>this fanfic will include ALL alters, not just one, so keep that in mind!

Other than that, enjoy! :-) )

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You fiddled with the ring on your finger while looking out the window. The sound of chattering kids on the bus had caused you to space out, so you we're occupying yourself with your own thoughts once again. If past you had seen current you, they would be laughing at how silly your whole situation was at this moment. You, a previous military soldier, now watching over a bunch of kids on a field trip to the museum? You were definitely too overqualified for this job. However, your mother had insisted you volunteer for this to watch over your youngest sibling. You don't know if she had noticed you distancing yourself from everyone again, or if she saw this as a prime opportunity to have you and your little brother bond, but both were completely in the realm of possibility. After all, she knew how this month was hard for you.

It was the month he died.

A loud hiss snapped you out of your trance-like thoughts as you realized you had made it to your destination. Once the last kid had walked out, you quickly followed behind as you helped guide the kids up the stairs to the looming building ahead. It was huge, you had never seen a museum as expansive up close before. Hell, you hadn't seen the inside of a museum at ALL, save for watching the Night at the Museum franchise, but you highly doubted you would see any little cowboys or Roman soldiers in here. As far as you knew, this place specialized in some ancient civilization or another, but you forgot which one they-

Oh

Towering pillars with various drawings and a few ancient sarcophagus remnants hinted at the theme of the whole place. Ancient Egypt. You knew that you were going to some art museum, but it seems they currently had some Egyptian exhibit going on. Fate had some sick sense of humor, considering how his last mission was related to such ruins. And of all the months too, it had to be this one.

A sheet of ice coated over your heart as you continued through the tour with the rest of the children. It's just for an hour, you could survive this!! Adjusting your blue jean button up, you walk past a brightly lit gift shop, noticing a couple of people in your peripheral.

"...looks like another school is comin' in today! Aww, don't they look cute Donna?"

"Steve, if I wanted to spend my time at work watching some kids, I'd be a stay at home mom. Just keep tagging those plushies, please!"

You paid no mind to the conversation from the gift shop, maybe once you cleared your head you could stop by, but your main goal was to stop yourself from crying in front of everyone.

.

.

"...it is said that Hathor was not only the goddess of love, but also music!"

Ok yeah, this was getting very boring

After about 45 minutes of chatter about things that you had almost no interest about, you decided to actually take a peak at the gift shop. With no one in sight as you walked in, you wondered if everyone from earlier had went to lunch? Never the less, you gazed at all of the cheap Knick Knacks and plushies. God, these were all way too cheaply made for WAY too high a price.

Fossil digging kits, gem stone creation kits...slime kits? How is any of this actually history related?

However, one little thing did catch your eye.

It was a small pair of earrings, that had a circle with a line along the bottom, and both shapes being wrapped together with another small piece of metal.  You assumed it had to be some type of god's symbol, or even some symbol of death or whatever, but again, Egyptian mythos was NEVER one of your strong suits. You were more of a Norse and Roman mythology person yourself.

But no matter, it was cute, way too expensive, and would mark the day you actually braved through an entire exhibit that reminded you of nothing but your previous heartbreak. If that was something to even commemorate.

As you walked up to the counter, still not a soul in sight, you began fiddling with the other toys around the check out stand. One thing in particular was this wooden popping rifle, which reminded you of your old military days. you pretended to fight off swarms of enemies, popping the gun every now and again, when some footsteps from behind caused you to swing your whole body around.

Including the toy gun.

"He-OW!"

As the victim of your swing covered their now injured face, you dropped the toy to tend to their wound

"OHMYGOD I am SO sorry!-"

"Nonono! It's ok I shouldn't have scared you-"

"No I shouldn't have been playing with that stupid toy-"

"I-it's fine, really! It's just my nose, no biggie!!"

As the male figure revealed his face, you had to take a second to realize who was standing in front of you.

It was a man, who wore clothing that almost seemed too big for him, maybe hand-me-downs? He had black curly hair, much too ruffled for it to even seem slightly professional-

And the exact face of your old friend.

Too stunned to speak, you stared at the man as he awkwardly cleaned himself up as best as possible, before giving you a smile, a bandaid now covering his nose

"See? All better! Just a wee little mark, ill get by!"

This man sounded nothing like the man you knew, but had, seemingly, the same exact face? What kind of shit day is this?

"N-names Steven by the way! Friends call me Steve. Or, well, more like my boss does. Everyone else just calls me ol' Steven!"

This man was also WAY too dorky to be him too

"Hey, a-are you ok? I didn't mean to scare you, honest!"

Shaking you out of your thoughts, you give a polite smile anyway.

"Nono, your ok!! You just...look so familiar? But it's probably just my bad memory gettin' to me."

"Oh!" Steven remarked, a sigh of relief escaping him. Had he really been anxious about upsetting you, even though YOU hit HIM in the face?

"I actually get that a lot. Many people say I got the strikin' resemblance to a celebrity or two! Mainly my mum, but I still get it every now and again!"

Looking down, the man's face lit up at seeing the little trinket you had in your hands.

"OH!! You're gettin' some Shen Ring earrings?? That's actually a very fascinating symbol! In many cases it was used as a symbol of protection, so it's very fitting to wear it on some jewelry!"

This caused you to raise an eyebrow

"You actually know about this kind of stuff?"

"W-well ya! I love Ancient Egypt. I actually originally applied to be a guide through the museum's Egyptian section, However they told me the only space open was in the gift shop."

"Sooo they thought you weren't qualified?"

"I'mean, I doubt it was because of that," he clarified, clearing his throat a little. "but I wouldn't give it up for the world though! Being close to what I love makes me so happy, and I love the people who come through here!"

Seeing someone gush about something the way he was was almost adorable. Most people you've met absolutely HATE their jobs, so seeing someone so invested was almost...refreshing? Even if it wasn't something you were passionate about, It made you happy seeing someone so invested.

Running his thumb over the earrings, he then snapped himself out of his own trance

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hold you up so long! Here, I'll check you out over here!"

Walking over to the counter, a familiar beep summoned the total onto the screen.

"You know, I'd actually be interested in learning about Egyptian facts."

This response from you made Steven's face beam

"Really?"

"I mean yeah. I've never met someone so invested about this stuff in person. Plus I want to go to Egypt one day-" a lie. "So maybe, you could...teach me?"

Growing a grin from ear to ear, he excitedly shook his head in agreement.

"Yeahyeah!! I-I would love that actually! I've never met someone ACTUALLY interested in learning about it, it would be such an honor!"

"Sweet! When are you usually here?"

"Oh, all the time!"

"You work...every day?"

"Oh-well-not really! I have one day usually, but it goes by so fast I can barely remember those days, so it feels like I'm here every day, haha!"

That was a really weird response, but you decide to push that worry to the side. Fuck, maybe he was just scared that his boss was around and didn't want to get fired for "gossiping" about his job.

"Well ok then! I'll come by tomorrow then. Oh, what kinda coffee do you like?"

The response took Steven back as he furiously shook his head

"Ohnono, you don't have to! I really don't need a coffee-"

"Nonsense! You're here all the time! There has to be something you like!"

He pondered the question hard.

"Well...I really enjoy a good chai latte?"

"Perfect, a Chai latte will greet you first thing tomorrow then!"

As soon as you said that, the group of kids you had walked in with began walking to the busses

"Oh shit. I gotta bounce. But hey! I'm free tomorrow, so I'll see you then!"

Steven nodded as you put the earrings in your pocket, waving you goodbye before he got startled from being yelled by his boss from the back room.

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What made you think this was a good idea?! You DON'T like Egypt, why would you agree to that! This was stupid, YOU are stupid!

Deep down, you knew the reason why you even decided to interact with the man. But you felt...guilty? Did he look like your old crush? Yes. Did he bring back all those old memories you thought you buried in the depths of your brain? Also yes.

But he was 100% different, you were certain. He was timid, shy, but also would not stop talking about something he was passionate about. He was never like that, for as long as you knew him.

Walking back to your apartment, you clicked on the old vintage lamp in the corner of your room, sighing before flopping onto your couch. On the coffee table, a small picture lay upside down, the back reading:

Spector and(L/N). Circa 2010

Always together, never apart

Maybe in distance, but never in heart.

"Ugh, forgot to put that cheesy shit away..."

Shoving the old picture into the side table drawer, you turned on the tv and poured yourself a strong drink.

"Things have to change, and me along with it. I can't keep being stuck like this."

You glanced at the earrings you had placed down.

"...maybe this will be for the better?"

[blackrainbowblade]

I've never stayed in a five star hotel in Egypt before. This holiday comes courtesy of my dad. There's no way I'd have the cash for it. And after much discussion, Dad opted for comfort, because he is Dad and dads need comfort apparently.

A week before departure, we'd met and I'd given him a printed itinerary. I'd made it look like one of the ones you'd get for a package holiday, but I wasn't sure if he'd like it or want to stick with it. So I was rather pleased, on Day 1, that he pointed to the itinerary and said, we're doing this. Awesome. I had opted to take him round Egypt by time period, at least, as close as I could get, so the Great Pyramids would have to wait for Day 2. Day 1, we would go and see Djoser's and Snofru's pyramids, which predate the Great Pyramids.

My last trip to Saqqara was with a tour. We walked into his Sed festival temple, we’re given a talk by a guide, five minutes to take pictures of the Step Pyramid, then out. This trip I was shocked at how much we'd just completely ignored most of the site back then. Dad was determined to see everything (good) so bought a ticket to every monument we could go into (optimistic, but I was on it).

Our first stop was the tomb of Mehu.

I had this notion Dad would come away with expert knowledge of Egyptian history and art, so excitedly started to try and explain Old Kingdom art styles to him, the somewhat blockier figures that you see in the Middle and New Kingdom. I'm pretty sure he let my words drift over him. He liked the colours though.

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Don’t miss out on the chance to sail along the world’s longest river—book your Felucca trip now and enjoy the beauty of Cairo from the Nile!

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Cairo New Year Holiday Package

Cairo New Year Holiday Package

Celebrate the New Year in the heart of Egypt with our Cairo New Year Holiday Package, designed to immerse you in the rich history and vibrant culture of this fascinating city. As you arrive in Cairo, you’ll be greeted by our friendly guide and taken to your luxurious hotel, where you can unwind and prepare for an exciting adventure. The festive atmosphere of the city during this time is truly enchanting, with lights, decorations, and celebrations around every corner.

Your journey begins with guided tours of Cairo's most iconic landmarks. Explore the majestic Pyramids of Giza and the Sphinx, marveling at the ancient wonders that have stood for thousands of years. Visit the Egyptian Museum, home to an extraordinary collection of artifacts, including the treasures of Tutankhamun. As you wander through the bustling streets, don’t miss the chance to shop at the famous Khan El Khalili Bazaar, where you can find unique souvenirs and experience the local culture.

On New Year’s Eve, prepare for a night of celebration! Enjoy a festive gala dinner at a top local restaurant, featuring delicious Egyptian cuisine and live entertainment. As midnight approaches, join in the excitement with locals and travelers alike, welcoming the New Year amidst fireworks and joyous festivities. This vibrant celebration creates an unforgettable atmosphere, marking the beginning of a new year filled with hope and adventure.

Throughout your stay, you'll have the opportunity to experience Cairo's rich cultural heritage, from traditional music performances to guided explorations of historic neighborhoods. Discover the stunning architecture of Islamic Cairo, including the beautiful mosques and ancient churches that tell the story of the city’s diverse past. Engage with locals and savor traditional dishes that showcase the flavors of Egypt, making your holiday truly immersive.

As your Cairo New Year holiday comes to an end, take some time for last-minute sightseeing or shopping before your departure. This unforgettable experience not only offers a glimpse into Egypt’s ancient history but also creates lasting memories filled with celebration, culture, and connection. Start the New Year with the magic of Cairo, a destination that promises adventure and inspiration at every turn.

Cairo New Year Holiday Package by Maestro Online Travel to celebrate New Year's Eve in Cairo through our fanciful Cairo Tours in New Year exploring the pharaonic history in ravishing ambience for Xmas or New Year in Egypt.

Itinerary

Day 1 Arrival Cairo/ Welcome to Egypt

You will start your New Year Holiday in Cairo with a meeting and assistance service upon arrival at Cairo airport by Maestro Online Travel REP. Transfer to your hotel in Cairo Welcome drink upon arrival at the hotel in Cairo and Check in with free time to relax, Optional tours are available, Overnight in Cairo

Day 2: Pyramids, Memphis, Saqqara Day Tour

Breakfast at a hotel in Cairo, Meet up with a personal Egyptology guide, and explore the wonders of the great Giza Pyramids area which are the most famous monument of the world & of Egypt, Necropolis of Sakkara where you start by visiting the step pyramid in Egypt, then Memphis which was the first capital of all Egypt after the unification between South Egypt and north Egypt 3500b.c. Enjoy Shopping tours in Giza. Back to hotel for overnight

Day 3: Cairo Day Tour

Breakfast at a hotel in Cairo, Meet up with your personal guide Private tours in Cairo to visit: Egyptian Museum, the richest museum of Egyptian antiquities in the world, visit Citadel of Saladin, the great fortress of Saladin where you can visit Mohamed Ali Alabaster Mosque, your last stop will be at Khan El Khalili Bazaars. Then transfer back to the hotel, and overnight stay

Day 4: Free day in Cairo

Breakfast, leisure time in Cairo, Optional visit to Alexandria highlights from Cairo via Car, Overnight in Cairo

Day 5: Final departure

Breakfast, check out and leave your room before 12PM, Maestro Online Travel representative escort you to the Cairo Airport terminal for the final departure

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Plan Your Perfect Vacation: Best Time to Travel to Jordan and Egypt

Discover the Ideal Seasons for Exploring Jordan and Egypt

Jordan and Egypt are two of the most fascinating destinations in the Middle East, each offering a unique blend of ancient history, vibrant culture, and stunning landscapes. Whether you’re drawn to the majestic pyramids of Egypt or the ancient city of Petra in Jordan, planning your trip during the right season can make a significant difference in your overall experience. Here are some tips to help you determine the best time to travel to Jordan and Egypt.

Why Timing Matters

The climate in both Jordan and Egypt can vary greatly depending on the time of year, impacting everything from the comfort of exploring outdoor attractions to the cost of travel. Understanding the seasonal weather patterns, tourist seasons, and local events can help you plan a more enjoyable and cost-effective trip.

Best Time to Visit Jordan

Spring (March to May)

Spring is one of the best times to visit Jordan. The weather is pleasantly warm, with daytime temperatures ranging from 20°C to 25°C (68°F to 77°F). The landscapes are lush and vibrant, especially in areas like Petra and Wadi Rum. This is also a great time for outdoor activities like hiking and exploring ancient ruins.

Autumn (September to November)

Similar to spring, autumn offers mild and comfortable temperatures, making it another ideal season for visiting Jordan. The summer heat begins to wane, and the landscapes are still green from the recent rainy season. This is a perfect time to explore the historical sites and natural beauty without the peak summer crowds.

Best Time to Visit Egypt

Winter (October to April)

Winter is considered the best time to visit Egypt, especially if you plan to explore outdoor attractions like the pyramids, temples, and the Nile River. The weather is cooler and more pleasant, with temperatures ranging from 15°C to 25°C (59°F to 77°F). This period also coincides with the peak tourist season, so it's advisable to book accommodations and tours in advance.

Spring (March to May)

Spring is another excellent time to visit Egypt. The temperatures start to rise, but they are still manageable, making it comfortable for sightseeing. The crowds are fewer compared to the winter season, allowing for a more relaxed experience at popular sites.

5 Quick Tips for Your Travel

1. Book in Advance

If you plan to travel during the peak seasons, it's essential to book your flights, accommodations, and tours well in advance. This will ensure you get the best options and avoid last-minute price hikes.

2. Pack Accordingly

Depending on the season, pack appropriate clothing and accessories. In winter and spring, light layers are ideal for Egypt, while Jordan might require slightly warmer clothing for the evenings. Don’t forget essentials like sunscreen, hats, and comfortable walking shoes.

3. Stay Hydrated

Regardless of the season, staying hydrated is crucial when exploring the deserts and ancient sites of Jordan and Egypt. Carry a reusable water bottle and drink plenty of fluids throughout the day.

4. Plan Your Itinerary

Make the most of your trip by planning a well-structured itinerary. Include the must-see attractions like Petra, Wadi Rum, and the Dead Sea in Jordan, and the Pyramids of Giza, Luxor, and the Nile Cruise in Egypt. Allocate time for rest and relaxation to avoid travel fatigue.

5. Respect Local Customs

Both Jordan and Egypt have rich cultural traditions and customs. Dress modestly, especially when visiting religious sites, and be mindful of local etiquette. Learning a few basic phrases in Arabic can also enhance your travel experience and show respect to the locals.

Popular Attractions to Include in Your Itinerary

Jordan

Petra: The ancient Nabatean city of Petra is a UNESCO World Heritage site and one of the New Seven Wonders of the World. Explore the stunning rock-cut architecture, including the iconic Treasury and Monastery.

Wadi Rum: Known as the Valley of the Moon, Wadi Rum offers breathtaking desert landscapes, perfect for jeep tours, camel rides, and stargazing.

Dead Sea: Experience the unique sensation of floating in the mineral-rich waters of the Dead Sea, the lowest point on Earth.

Egypt

Pyramids of Giza: Visit the Great Pyramid, the Sphinx, and the surrounding pyramids, which are among the most iconic landmarks in the world.

Luxor: Explore the ancient temples and tombs in Luxor, including the Valley of the Kings, Karnak Temple, and Luxor Temple.

Nile Cruise: Enjoy a relaxing cruise on the Nile River, taking in the beautiful scenery and visiting historical sites along the way.

Conclusion

Choosing the best time to travel to Jordan and Egypt can significantly enhance your travel experience, allowing you to enjoy the beauty and history of these remarkable destinations in comfort. For more detailed information and tips on planning your trip, check out our comprehensive guide on the Best time to travel to Jordan and Egypt. Start planning your adventure today and create unforgettable memories in the heart of the Middle East.

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Egypt luxury tours,

Egypt luxury tours,

Egypt, the land of pharaohs, pyramids, and ancient wonders, has long been a magnet for travelers seeking to immerse themselves in its rich history and cultural heritage. But beyond the allure of its historic sites, Egypt offers an unparalleled experience for those seeking luxury and indulgence. Luxury tours in Egypt promise a blend of opulence, exclusivity, and personalized service, ensuring an unforgettable journey through this mesmerizing country.

Exquisite Accommodations Luxury tours in Egypt start with the finest accommodations. From the iconic Nile Ritz-Carlton in Cairo, with its breathtaking views of the Nile River, to the historic Sofitel Legend Old Cataract in Aswan, where Agatha Christie penned "Death on the Nile," travelers can expect nothing but the best. These five-star hotels and resorts offer lavish suites, world-class dining, and impeccable service, providing a perfect retreat after a day of exploration.

Private Tours of Ancient Wonders One of the highlights of an Egyptian luxury tour is the opportunity to explore the country's ancient wonders in style. Imagine a private, guided tour of the Pyramids of Giza, where you can marvel at the grandeur of these architectural masterpieces without the crowds. Luxury tour operators arrange exclusive access to sites like the Sphinx, the Valley of the Kings, and the temples of Luxor and Karnak, ensuring a personalized and enriching experience.

Cruising the Nile in Elegance A quintessential part of any Egyptian luxury tour is a Nile River cruise. However, these are not just any cruises; luxury cruises on the Nile offer an experience of unparalleled elegance. Aboard a private dahabiya, a traditional Egyptian sailboat, or a luxury river cruise ship, guests can relax in sumptuous surroundings while drifting past the timeless landscapes of Upper Egypt. With gourmet dining, spacious cabins, and personalized service, a Nile cruise is a journey back in time with all the comforts of modern luxury.

Exclusive Experiences Luxury tours in Egypt are all about exclusive experiences. Whether it's a private dinner under the stars at the foot of the Great Pyramid, a hot air balloon ride over the temples of Luxor at sunrise, or a personal shopping tour in Cairo's bustling Khan El Khalili bazaar, these tours are tailored to create unforgettable memories. Expert Egyptologists accompany travelers, providing deep insights into the country's history and culture, making each visit to a historic site a unique learning experience.

Gourmet Dining Egyptian luxury tours offer a culinary journey as rich as its history. From dining in Michelin-starred restaurants in Cairo to enjoying a private, chef-prepared meal aboard a Nile cruise, travelers are treated to the best of Egyptian and international cuisine. Enjoy traditional dishes like koshari and falafel, alongside gourmet creations that highlight the flavors of the Mediterranean and the Middle East.

Wellness and Relaxation For those seeking relaxation and rejuvenation, Egypt's luxury tours include world-class spa experiences. Many luxury hotels and resorts feature state-of-the-art wellness centers offering a range of treatments, from traditional Egyptian therapies to modern spa treatments. Imagine indulging in a relaxing massage with views of the Nile or unwinding in a luxurious hammam after a day of sightseeing.

Personalized Service What sets luxury tours in Egypt apart is the level of personalized service. From the moment you arrive until your departure, every detail is meticulously planned and executed. Private transfers, personalized itineraries, and a dedicated concierge ensure that your journey is seamless and stress-free. Whether you need assistance with special requests or last-minute changes to your itinerary, the staff is always at your service.

Conclusion A luxury tour of Egypt offers a unique blend of history, culture, and opulence. It is an opportunity to explore one of the world's most fascinating destinations in the most luxurious way possible. Whether you are a history enthusiast, a luxury traveler, or someone seeking an unforgettable vacation, Egypt's luxury tours promise an experience like no other. Indulge in the finest accommodations, exclusive experiences, and personalized service, and embark on a journey through the timeless beauty of Egypt.

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dove prenotare escursioni a sharm è facile e conveniente grazie alla vasta gamma di opzioni disponibili. Ecco alcuni dei migliori modi per farlo:

Agenzie di Viaggi Locali:

Sharm Excursions: Offre una varietà di tour e attività, dai safari nel deserto alle immersioni subacquee.

Sharm Wonders: Specializzata in escursioni culturali, avventure e attività acquatiche.

Hotel e Resort:

Molti hotel e resort a Sharm el-Sheikh hanno desk dedicati alle escursioni dove è possibile prenotare tour direttamente. Questo è conveniente e spesso garantisce un trasporto facile dall'hotel.

Tour Operator Internazionali:

Viator: Una piattaforma globale che offre numerose opzioni di tour a Sharm el-Sheikh, con recensioni e valutazioni dei clienti.

GetYourGuide: Un altro servizio popolare che permette di prenotare escursioni e attività in anticipo.

Siti Web Locali:

Sharm Adventures: Offre una vasta gamma di escursioni e attività, tra cui snorkeling, gite in barca e tour nel deserto.

Egypt Excursions Online: Specializzato in tour personalizzati e pacchetti escursioni per visitare le attrazioni principali di Sharm el-Sheikh.

App di Viaggio:

TripAdvisor: Oltre a fornire recensioni e suggerimenti, permette anche di prenotare tour e attività.

Klook: Offre una varietà di opzioni di escursioni e spesso ha offerte speciali.

Direttamente sul Posto:

Molti operatori di escursioni locali offrono servizi di prenotazione direttamente nei principali punti turistici di Sharm el-Sheikh. Questa opzione può essere vantaggiosa per negoziare prezzi e ottenere sconti last-minute.

Assicurati di leggere le recensioni e confrontare i prezzi prima di prenotare, per garantire la migliore esperienza possibile durante la tua visita a Sharm el-Sheikh. https://sharmstation.it/