#banished part 53

[just-jordie-things]

I adore your stuff and can you do 53 and 33 for Gojo KEEP SLAYING QUEEN

YAAAAS BEEN WAITIN TO WRITE THiS ONEE 33: kiss in a dream 53: against a wall kiss ___

you're huffing for air, your chest heaving and your lips parted as you continue to pant lewdly. normally you'd probably be a bit embarrassed to be so shamelessly desperate over the feeling of his warm mouth trailing along your jaw and slowly making his way towards your neck, but you'd wondered for so long what this would feel like.

warm, heavenly, soft, a little wet, a little messy, blissful, your mind is cloudy with the answers to your long-awaited question.

steady hands push at your hips until your back hits something solid, but that doesn't seem to be close enough for him, and he's pressed into you so close that you think he might be trying to break your through the wall.

"you've got to catch your breath, baby," the usual muse in his voice is gone, instead replaced by a low murmur, whispered so close to your ear you can feel his lips brush the sensitive skin. "can't have you faintin' on me"

but his heed of caution falls on deaf ears. you couldn't catch your breath if you wanted to. your heart was beating too fast, your tummy was in shambles by the wreckage of butterflies. all that escapes you in response is a strangled whimper, before you're leaning up towards him in an attempt to capture his lips with yours.

satoru chuckles, smirking with amusement, and maybe pride, before he grants your inaudible wish and slants his lips over yours. he's parting them right away, one if his hands rising from your hips to lay delicately over your neck. from the way you hum and kiss him harder he thinks you'd like it if he applied just a little more pressure, but for now it's more rewarding to run the pad of his thumb over the column of your throat. if he's lucky he might get you to beg him to squeeze around your neck tighter.

while his teeth sink into the plush flesh of your bottom lip, you're seconds away from doing so.

you're not sure how you got here, what chain of miracles happened to have him caging you against him and pathetically whimpering your plea into his mouth, only for him to swallow it and continue to tease, but you think you've been granted a gift from the gods for you to be here.

your hands tangle into his hair, pulling on it, fastening your grip, and pulling again. you think you might be tugging too hard, but the sound of his whimpering is addicting, and you find yourself continuing to card your fingers through his locks to find the spot that elicits the prettiest one. now you're both panting between heavy, sloppy kisses.

when you awake, you're shooting up right away, thrown into consciousness like you'd been banished into it. your eyes are wide and you feel your hair sticking to your neck as you try to quickly gain your barrings. images of your dream flash in your mind like a threatening reminder of the lustful feelings you'd been harboring for your friend, your colleague.

your eyes make haste in taking in your surroundings. you're in a mess of blankets on the floor in a room that isn't yours. shoko's, you note as you catch sight of the horror movie posters on the walls. right, we had a sleepover here. you can hear suguru's snoring from the bed above you, where he and shoko took turns hogging the small space and smaller blankets.

and then you turn, about to lay back down to catch your breath and hopefully go back to sleep. but you catch sight of the boy on the floor next to you. he's wide awake, propped up on his elbow, his head against his palm as he grins at you. messy white hair falls over his forehead, almost covering his see but not quite. they're wide and exposed, just for you to see that they're full of intrigue.

satoru had been listening to you toss and turn, mumbling and whimpering in your sleep for the last fifteen minutes or so. it hadn't bothered him at first, it hadn't even caught his interest. until in between inaudible mumbles, he'd heard his name. clear as day.

you realize this is your worst fear just as he speaks.

"whatcha dreamin' about?" ___

a/n: he's such a little shit you know he forces a confession out of you in the most obnoxious way he can just so he can replay every event of that ~dream~

xoxo ~ jordie

[marietheran-archived]

Panem Dashboard Simulator

(mostly Capitol + a few rebels tbh because who in the Districts has free internet access?)

👠 fashio-capitol-nista follow

I can't believe I just saw Perpetua in a yellow(!!!) maxi(!!!) dress. With feathers(!!!)

Honestly, we should just banish people to the districts for three absolute violations in one article of clothing. And - a maxi dress! No one's been wearing them since spring at least!

(Do you think she was trying to achieve something? So many things wrong could only have been purposeful...)

💎shimerring-gem1 follow

who's even named perpetua?????? is that a name?????

I do'nt think anyone was ever named that lolllll

👠fashio-capitol-nista follow

They're all such idiots tbh, her mother's hair is going gray and the woman's doing nothing about it. She probably thought it - xddd - pretty - to call her daughter rhat! Once I heard Pep explain to someone that it means "forever" or something, who even cares, but she's like that.

I mean - yellow! In Spring 2312!

💮 trying-to-be-a-voice-of-reason-here follow

Maybe she just doesn't care about every single fashion change?

👠fashio-capitol-nista follow

Here's someone to block y'all!

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🧜merbitch follow

Now with the games approaching, we're probably going to see an uptick in those rebel idiots complaining about imagined ethics ugh

🤍leiiii follow

You cannot force children to fight to the death and complain that people say it's evil

🧜merbitch follow

would you prefer millions of children die in literal wars??? you people pretend you're so high and righteous but you only care for that single 24 and no one else, because it suits your propaganda purposes!

🍭 quintiasquee follow

besides those kids get to experience the luxuries of the capitol so on the whole they're actually better off for it haven't you seen the transmissions of the reapings?? they fight for the chance to compete!

#I mean I know people *here* who would gladly take part if they could #it's a honor for them but ofc you don't *really* care

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👾storiee follow

omx I hate the commercialisation of the games though

#it's sick that whether someone lives or dies is decided by how well they present on camera #it's a death game for goodness sake what can you not understand #saltierthanpretzels

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⚡colormedazzled follow

Didd you just see the district 12 tributes!!!!????

🩴mamie43 follow

omx, YES!

💥hg-liveblogging follow

I did not have "the D12 tributes actually have good costumes" on my bingo for this year!!!!

👑totallyqn follow

Peeta needs to win this I wanna marry him

#if only I had more money I would totally sponsor him #but I'm saving for a Dom Meren tote bag ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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☁️dreamofme follow

do you wanna hold my hand as we ride a flaming chariot into glorious battle?

#i would die.... #ahhhh to be her...

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🔱best-hunger-games-liveblog follow

Peeta is in love with Katniss???!!!!!!!

WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT

👑totallyqn follow

You broke my heart just now 💔💔💔💔

#I am totally cheering for that bitch to die in the cornucopia #and tbh I don't care about Peeta either anymore #*chants* Marvel Marvel Marvel

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🪺bluet follow

You know what, after Rue's death I don't know if I want to watch anymore... I feel sick. Idk but after I saw her... and the flowers... and then the shop windows with children's clothes and roses. It feels as if she was just like all the children here.

Edit: please stop sending me anon hate

Edit: death threats, really?

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💥hg-liveblogging follow

Did they just change the rules of the freaking GAMES

💥hg-liveblogging follow

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🌈 sjfhiefjf follow

I'm telling you this will be the end of our country.

👤 rebelforlife follow

and good riddance to it!

🫦 qu33n follow

can you report for sedition on tumblr

#i need to know #we've digital ids that the gov knows right

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[kitsune024]

Zuko Fic Recs Part 2 - add later

Zutara Fics

An Unlikely Alliance by @badlucksav I Chapters: 53/? I season 2 divergence, Fake Dating, Fluff and Humor, Slow Burn..kind of These Tides Do Turn by @ink-and-dagger-alt I Chapters 32/32 I Completed Canon Divergence, One-Sided Aang/Katara, Slow Burn, Blood and Violence, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Ember Island

Another Brother by @awesomeavocadolove I Chapters: 37/? I Canon Rewrite, Water Tribe Zuko, Adopted Sibling Relationship, Found Family Tale of the Blue Spirit by QuillWrighter I Chapters: 8/? I Blue Spirit Zuko, Spirit Zuko The Spirit Tale of Fire Lord Ozai by @commehter I Chapters 21/? I Fire Lord Zuko, Canon Divergence, Pre-Canon, Time Travel, Fix-It, Spirits, Bodyswap, Zuko is Ozai, Parenthood Dragon at Heart by Identical Gemini I Chapters 40/? I FFN Dragon Zuko, Ursa is not liked here, Adventure/Friendship heart of a dragon by @discordiansamba I Chapters 8/? I Zuko gets raised by dragons au, Canon Divergence Sisyphus by @blluespirit I Chapters 6/? I Early Zuko Redemption, Badass Zuko, Blue Spirit Zuko

Oneshots

Mercy by Etherborn I Chapters: 1/1 I Overpowered Zuko, Dark Oneshot, Zuko Getting Revenge Teatime in the Dungeon by Skylinneas I Chapters: 1/1 I Azula Redemption Destiny and Duty by @sirenalpha | Chapters: 1/1 | The Gaang Learns How Zuko Got The Scar, Fix-It of Sorts, Aang doesn't get to run away from his responsibilities in this fic

Bookmark Series

Consider Chaos by @awesomeavocadolove I Part 1 - 6 I Chaos Avatar Zuko kintsugi by @discordiansamba I Part 1 - 9 I toph didn't get her field trip so she gets to hog zuko for three whole years, Canon Divergence no grave (hold my body) by @zenzaaaaaaaaaaaa  I Part 1- 4 I Badass Zuko, Spirit Zuko, Canon Divergence, Azula Redemption Learning to Fly by @fanboyzuko | Part 1 - 17 | Zuko Takes Himself on a Life-Changing Field Trip, Zuko is 13 A Dragon's Instinct by @aelincreativ I Part 1 - 3 I Dragon Zuko, iroh is a bad uncle in this, Azula Redemption, azula loves zuko, Zuko's crew, Jee is a good dad Dragon of the Yuyan by @awkwardpenguinproductions I Part 1- 40 I Yuyan Raise Zuko, Zuko & The Yuyan Archers, Canon Divergence, Badass Zuko The Gaang finds out..... by @imalwaysconfuzzled I Part 1- 6 I Oneshots, Badass Zuko, the gaang found out how insane their friend is. Loyalty Is Acquired Through Time by @codeearth | Part 1-13 | Role Reversal Au, Zuko and Azula, Badass Zuko, Badass Azula, Zuko is the prodigy and Azula was banished

[im-out-of-it]

part 4 of season 2, episode 12 SAVE MAGNUS ALREADY, “you are not your own” continued

44. Azazel: move bitch get out the way

45. Alec I got this Lightwood:

46. Alec: you were saying Sebastian?

47. THATS HOW YOU BANISH A GREATER DEMON!!!!! you don’t just stand there and hit the ground with your sword. like it’s almost impossible by the way Sebastian was saying it and Alec does it so flawlessly. Alec needs more credit. it really needs to be stated how impressive Alec is

48. can we also talk about how talented Harry is to get all of valentines moods and behavior?

49. and don’t worry, we will get to Alan because he is super talented as well but we have only seen “Valentine” for not even 30 seconds and it’s been almost 15 minutes

50. I also really love how he looks at Alec when Alec touches him 😭 Alexander please read the room

51. “Magnus”: MY FUCKING PLAN

52. what I love most about this scene is 1. Alec getting out a weapon to protect who he thinks is Magnus and 2. Azazel just stands there because he thinks no way can this archer destroy me for now. Azazel is so confident that Alec is going to miss and he hits it perfectly while flying backwards

53. I JUST WANT TO SCREAM ALEC YOU ARE HOLDING AND COMFORTING VALENTINE

54. HE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN

55. racist and homophobic inquisitor: you’re getting tested. yes I will be this way because I hate her and I hate how she treats Alec

56. Clary: I can’t use my runes and that’s the only power I have

57. yeah jace, it doesn’t take a genius to figure that out

58. I mean you became a shadowhunter not because of runes but to boss Alec around so you could get your mom and then hardly communicate with her when you got her back and then almost try to make it seem like it was Alec’s fault when she died but whatever you say

59. “Magnus”: you really should let go of your anger but dot is here!!! nothing like speaking ill of the person who abused you while they are secretly right there 💀

stopping at 60 and will try to get out one part tonight

[oldmen-enjoyer]

JOHN "???" WARD

THE GARDENER, THE HOST, THE TWO-FACE.

[FROM NOW-ON, THIS WILL TAG AS FAITH TEXAN AU FOR SORTING PURPOSES]

The reference picture is post-amy incident.

John Ward is current host to the Sickler (unseeable/jagged-jazz, ect) for more than 10 years. After the recent incident of (literal) botched exorcist with Amy Matins and Father Allred, John choose to banished the entity influenced on his decisions. Unfortunately they share more than a mind to be completely seperate.

Jokingly called John psyWard (not in-lore)

This John is late 30s (37~39)

John Ward is same-person name but due to the hosting, is now used as seperate. Ward is described as Sickler part.

Shaped like a hen.

Physically really fits even after falling off his daily routine (can bend Gary in half if given reasons)

Have extreme passion for cooking and extremely niche on how it should go. This is shared and encouraged trait by Sickler. Gardening go along this line.

Morally is, fucked up grey (to put it lightly)

Divorced Molly ages ago before meeting Gary and Amy incident

Used to date a Normal Human Being years ago before their relationship turn into bitter rivalry and seething hatred.

If injured, required blood to replaced the missing space (vampiric: manually)

And reason why guy's so pale.

Trans but cis passing so hard that he forgot that (thanks to wonder of literal body modifications offered by Sickler.)

"Who's Thomas."

189 cm tall

Sound AND inspired from Paul Hill from Midnight Mass (the autism in his eyes is strong.)

[SHIRTLESS REF]

Fortunately, still a cat person (figurative)

[FREE_SPACE_HERE.JPG]

GARY "???" MILLER

[THIS IS A SHARED HEADCANNONS, IF YOU WANT MORE INFORMATION PLEASE ASK @aless-was-here BECAUSE THAT'S GARY.]

Nicknamed Tarot-boy both affectionately and insultingly by other demons

Is equipvelent of "Popular Girl" in hell. Got quite a portion of people in court to kiss his shoes when he's away.

Trans and evil (keep top surgery scars even through reincarnation for the jig of it)

Gary Miller, not much is known in past life aside from being certain Duke of hell summoned to be reborn as baby boy, adopted by Miriam. And, by rumours, Father Gray. (Is debunked to be false, GRAY IS NOT YOUR FATHER.)

Abortion slays, Landlord evil

Have little brother named "Mike Miller" (Raum), not reincarnated together.

Is a dooting big brother.

Voice of smooth jazz singer with hint of rasp as a treat.

Charismaniac slug, oozing with charms and grins like bastard

Cat person (literal)

According to Aless, use old spice and not axe spray. According to my other friend, pats cow blood on the pits and call it a day.

197 cm tall

Body of athlete who haven't been working out for years

53 years old shroom slug

Trauma-bombed and pranked by Sickler

John's movable finely aged blood wine (where all biting come from)

Allergic to church and have to drink a herbal mixture to repressed the sickness (made out of Mandrake)

[CULTIST SIMULATOR + Conjured form]

[BEHOLD, AN ANGEL]

[TRUE-TRUE FORM OF GARY, IS FLOWERS]

[BACKGROUND CHARACTERS THAT MENTIONED: FATHER GRAY, FATHER JONAS, "???" KORNE, "???" KARLSON]

[>Father Gray: extremely dead, had very complicated and unwanted (neg) relationship with Miriam before being discarded as a dead husk. Currently is still a husk but is moved unwillingly. The spirit is long dead. There's no single trace of humanity behind those eyes.]

[>Father/Big Brother Jonas: (???) Story unfold soon but, is very much insane and devoted to Sickler. Have father/son relationship with Gray]

[Korne: a tool, a husk.]

[Karlson: mouth piece for Song.S, will be talked in future later. For now, is assistance to Jonas's plans.]

[pureartistchaos]

Part 2 of Rocky Horror but it's things I've heard (Text message edition)

-

Columbia: "And Riffraff still owes me 5 doll hairs" (typo)

Columbia: "Shit"

Columbia: "Dollers"

Riffraff: "BLASPHEMY"

Riffraff: "I owe you no doll hairs."

Magenta: "It's 2:53 am, GO THE FUCK TO BED"

Columbia: "Not until I get my dollears"

Magenta: "I will personally come to your house and strangle you"

Columbia: "And I will personally strangle RIFF if I don't get mah DOLL HAIRS"

-

Columbia: "Frank"

Columbia: "Frank"

Columbia: "Frank"

*Imagine that happened like 30 more times, I'm not typing that*

Frank: "What"

Columbia: "Can I come over??"

Frank: "It's 4am on a Sunday"

Columbia: "Yes or no"

-

Rocky: "Guys look at the cake I made"

*Sends photo of basically a charcoal brick that was supposed to be cake*

Magenta: "WHAT PITS OF HELL HATH YOU CAME"

Magenta: "Like"

Magenta: "HOW?? THATS LIKE BURNING THE MILK!!"

Janet: "Be nice to him, he tried his best"

Magenta: "IM ABOUT TO TRY MY BEST NOT TO FUCKING SCREAM"

-

Frank: "I BANISH THEE!!"

*Sends picture of rainbow colored uno reverse card*

-

Janet: "Guys I'm going on a date how do I look?"

Magenta: "You look like you're cosplaying Marry Poppins on a $5.00 budget"

Magenta: "Fucking burn it and go change"

-

Frank: "Gejdixhbskphb"

Frank: "Eh"

Frank: "I HAPNING SOON"

Magenta: "Is he high?"

Columbia: "Yes"

Janet: "How do you know?"

Columbia: "He ate my edibles."

Magenta: "Girl do you have more because I want them"

-

Magenta: *Venting about life to Riffraff*

Columbia: "CHAT LOOK AT MY DOG 🔥🔥"

Riffraff: "Fuck off, she's trying to cry"

Magenta: "You fuck off, I'm trying not to"

Columbia: "His name is biscuit :3"

Riffraff and Magenta: *More arguing*

Columbia: "We got him a toy today with dog weed in it :]"

-

[hullomoon]

hullomoon's 2024 works round-up: part one

it’s the end of the year, which means it’s time for a work round-up! once again i didn't post too much this year, but i definitely know that i was doing longer works (looking at you 17 hour pod!). if you haven’t yet, check out my 2019 roundup, 2020 roundup, 2021 roundup, 2022 roundup, and 2023 roundup! all works are ordered in chronological posting order.

part one | part two | part three | part four | part five | part six

[podfic] leave the children behind | Stranger Things | Joyce/Hopper, Steve & Hopper | 32:53

She catches sight of Hop first, of course. He’s who she’s looking for after all; or, perhaps more accurately, she will think later, he’s the only one she thinks she’s supposed to be looking for in this moment. The way Robin Buckley had talked about what had happened beneath Starcourt that night — well, it had all just seemed so final, she’d thought, and truly she’s never been so happy to be wrong in her life. Meanwhile, in the Soviet Union, Joyce finds not one ghost but two.

[podfic] the goodest boy, his Henry, and the other guy | Red, White, and Royal Blue | Alex/Henry | 04:07

“David?” That voice. The most beautiful sound in the world. David scrambles to his feet, performing a perfunctory stretch before leaping off his bed and bounding down the hallway. His heartbeat accelerates when he sees his Henry, wrapped up in a scarf, looking soft and snugglable. And oh! Behind him is the other guy.

[podfic] Interlude | Schitt's Creek | Alexis & David | 12:25

David whips the tie from around his neck and throws it to the floor in frustration. He will not cry, he will not cry. There is an itinerary and he’s supposed to be sticking to it. There is not enough time to budget in a whole other round of emergency skincare; the only option, if any, would be a few dabs of concealer. That’s it. — Or, a missing scene before the wedding where David's getting ready and realizes he can't quite do it on his own.

[podfic] Goosey Nature | Doctor Who & The Untitled Goose Game | multivoice | 01:42

"Don't you shake your tail feathers at me!"

[podfic] Mixed Emotions | Stranger Things | Steve/Eddie | multivoice | 33:43

Steve and Eddie trade mix tapes, for totally normal friend reasons. And if a little extra work goes into choosing just the right song, well, what's wrong with that?

[podfic] This Ken Has a Boyfriend! | Stranger Things | Steve/Eddie | multivoice | 13:39

Eddie the Banished is a half-elf bard, destroyer of Kas, devilish charmer, the Party’s ace up their sleeve, and he is trapped in the Barbie bin. Someone —a loyal party member never rats on their own— dumped him in the fluorescent neon pink tub during clean-up and now he’ll spend the weekend with the dippy plastic models. There’s three Barbies and one Ken, and no one has broken yet. Do they really just sit here and do nothing? “This is hell.” “Well that’s rude.”

[podfic] Five Cakes Marcus Thought Were Bombs and One He Knew Was Fire | The Bear | Marcus-centric | multivoice | 04:51

Six drabbles about Marcus's search for a perfect new cake to bake.

it's perpetual bliss | Schitt's Creek | Stevie/Ruth | 487

It's the end of their first date and Stevie is soaking up the last moments

[Podfic] covered bridge love | Stranger Things | Steve/Eddie | multivoice | 16:39

“You fucking asshole,” he says, and the moment he lifts his head, Steve’s hand is pushing tear- and sweat-matted hair off his forehead, so careful and kind and infuriating in the way the touch takes over Eddie’s entire self to the point where he can’t help but lean into it. “You absolute fucking jerk.” “I’m sorry.” “Yeah,” Eddie scoffs wetly, “you oughta be.” – Steve is injured in a fire. His ex-boyfriend gets a call. It was supposed to be easier this way.

[podfic] Close Encounters of the Alces Kind | Schitt's Creek | Gen | multivoice | 07:58 & 08:52

why are you trying to get me to stay at work longer than i need to what did you do Nothing i can hear you lying

[mysticstarlightduck]

Enchanted Illusions: (Victorian Gothic Fantasy) Valentine Concordium's Journal Entries (part 1)

Valentine Concordium, Year 53 After the Great Dawn, October 20, nighttime.

The mansion is too quiet tonight, it … bothers me. Makes me restless, unruly thoughts stubbornly resurfacing again. So, I walked to the woods today, hoping that the night’s fresh air might give me some respite. There was a dead deer near the mansion, and the still-bloodied dire wolves that killed her were not far away. I hope I was able to scare them off for good. Being a fanged creature of the night has its perks, I will admit. But it so seems that only when it comes to being a source of fear. Strange.  

At least there were no holy Hunters this time. They haven’t come for me in a month now, maybe they’ve finally given up! I don’t want to fight them anymore, but I don’t want to die either. I wish Sebastian were still here. I miss him a lot. It’s lonely, living by myself in these wide halls - there’s so much history here but so much sorrow too. My sibling always had something to say, even if trivial, about anything and everything. It seemed foolish, at the time. Now I would give anything to hear all of that again.

I still have yet to get used to the silence. 

But alas… I wonder what has happened in the cities, it’s been a while since I last paid them a visit. It's strange, getting used to this new peace treaty, even though it was established over fifty years ago, even though that’s what my family always fought for. It feels, almost, unreal. But I rather like it. Bloodshed is pointless, and I’ve seen my fair share of it to want to banish such violence from my life forevermore. I was too young when the wars started, but in a way, I wish I had been more naive. I wish I could have been more naive, but that was never my choice to make, it seems.

I don’t know what has gotten me thinking about all of this again. Maybe it was the unbearable silence, or seeing the dead deer and its… bloody insides. I do not know. And I do not like it. 

In a more positive discovery: I hear there is a train station being built down at Griffin’s Port. I might as well pay it a visit, if that city ever becomes less… dangerous. I’m curious, honestly, about how such contraptions work. I’ve seen trains in books but I’ve never quite been near one, much less gotten to enjoy such mode of travel. It’ll be a new, perhaps enlightening experience - and I hope it might be fun, even. Few things are, nowadays, but I want to feel that joy again.

I’ve spent far too much of my recent time cooped up in the study, surrounded by old specimen books and my - admittedly morbid - childhood butterfly collection, and the cobwebs on the ceiling that have yet to be cleaned - which I still have yet to figure out how to do. Transfiguring into a bat while holding a mop proved, well, disastrous, to say the least. Maybe it's time that I … try to do something new. See the world outside this walls, and far from this forest.

But the Hunters are always there. Waiting. Just like they waited for Sebastian. I’m tired of hiding, but I’ll also not lie and say that I am not scared of what is to come. Things were never quite so uncertain before, and well, I was never quite so alone, before. 

I guess I’ll just have to wait and see what comes next, and hope that it is not quite as disastrous and bloody as everything seems to make it seem. Maybe there’s still something nice, about this world. Maybe. I don’t really know anymore. 

It is getting late. Or should I say early? Either way, maybe I should try and get some rest, clear my head of… all of this. Of whatever this is. “There’s always a new night to come”, Father always said. But that thought never seemed quite so burdensome before as it does now - what good is a new night, if it’ll be just as haunting and boredom filled as it’s predecessor?

I’ll wait, and sleep, maybe I’ll know the answer tomorrow. Likely not, though.

[christelgothamite]

THE ELORA HANDBOOK. (basically me and my siblings had a joint book that our mother used to use as a rule book but some of us used it as a dairy input ) (part 3)

• rules by Penelope lavo.

{entry}

Rule 53, disbehaving children are to be locked into their rooms after 9:00. (Harold and Christel are to be banned outside their rooms after 9)

{end entry}

•dairy by Harold

{entry}

Guess which Bitches got banned outside the rooms? We bitches! We were the Bitches.

The day started as normal. But both me and Christel refused to do a mission that involved us killing a 4 year old toddler. Thus she was banished into the isolation chambers again. This time with an angry dog. The dog chased her throughout the chamber and finally attacked her. She is currently in her room with bite marks all over her body.

I was punished by my toe nails being nailed to the ground. Jesus style for about seven hours, plus even more poison training.

Either way, we are both banned from being outside our room at night for the time being.

{end entry}

• note by Stella & Derek.

{entry}

Remember to kill the dog that attacked Christel in the isolation chambers.

{end entry}

[twelvethearchive]

Monday Live-Stream #2 Highlights

Date: Dec 18, 2017

Guest Appearances:

Glowing Aurora (Lobelia + Extras)

Ravenwing VA (Poppy + Extras)

FawletteVA (Ivy)

Alpha Duck @ 1:30:08

Raymond Miller (Imp) @ 1:43:18

[Link] https://www.youtube.com/live/cCw-ZbCtABg?si=18-Bfy3cokQWF-Ge

Live Stream Creation #2

0:48 - Everyone's devices aren't working + PetPyves' computer barely functions because the entirety of Twelve is on it.

2:22 - Who's your favorite Twelve character?

4:20 - Who's your least favorite Twelve character?

5:27 - Update on The Finale

5:52 - Cat appears

6:16 - Talking about dead pets

11:00 - Would you rather eat pancakes or waffles?

12:14 - Glowing Aurora's cat is "sitting on the questions"

13:04 - What's your favorite episode of Twelve?

14:23 - What do the skulls mean on the reapers? Are they their body's skulls?

15:58 - Snakes being misinterpreted + Snakes' representation on Imp

17:16 - If May is a reaper, then what would be her spirit animal be?

19:03 - Why does Imp have wings? + Process of reapers being banished.

19:27 - Ravenwing VA joins the stream.

20:43 - Who is Hallow's husband?

23:53 - If Twelve characters were pokemon, what types would they be?

26:35 - Can you tell me what you've used to animate?

27:39 - Animation software recommendation

28:28 - Are you a bush? + Holly's funny story as a waitress.

31:00 - Who would you like to voice besides May/your character? + Vessel impressions

38:35 - Ravenwing's Serendipity european accent story.

40:48 - The cast does May impressions.

41:54 - The chair scar

42:33 - What is the last character you got the role for and what series?

45:30 VA Tip: Don't get attached to the series

46:49 - Who is the cutest character in Twelve? + origins of Maple's SFX

48:06 - Who's your favorite character you've voiced?

52:01 - "Speaking of little boys!"

53:40 - What has been the saddest part of the series for you?

54:25 - Glowing and Ravenwing were reading and voicing every character's lines in The Finale script.

55:29 - The cast roleplays as their characters covering their murders through Wal-Mart.

1:05:42 - The cast roleplay as younger versions of themselves inside a pet store.

1:12:42 - How old are you, Holly?

1:15:20 - If you had a full 24-hours to do whatever you want, what would you do?

1:16:26 - Which of the seven deadly sins would you say you are?

1:17:42 - Which character in Twelve has the best personality in your opinion?

1:18:10 - What made you wanna end Twelve at episode 13?

1:19:43 - PetPyves went to California to meet Raymond Miller (Imp), Alpha Duck, and Devan (Cypress).

1:20:34 - PetPyves announces the very last scene of The Finale will be fully animated.

1:22:04 - Raymond Miller appears in the chat.

1:24:45 - FawletteVA leaves the stream.

1:25:19 - PetPyves broke her wrist in two places during ice skating (Part 1).

1:27:27 - Glowing Aurora announces her leave at 8:00 + Do you think The Lion King is alright?

1:30:03 - Alpha Duck joins in the call

1:36:00 - The ice skating incident

1:38:22 - Glowing Aurora leaves the stream.

1:40:26 - PetPyves almost fell off her chair.

1:41:29 - Ravenwing VA left the stream.

1:43:18 - Raymond Miller joins the stream.

1:43:40 - Wait, what happened? :(

1:45:11 - What's the worst injury you've had? + PetPyves broke her wrist in two places during ice skating (Part 2)

1:46:55 - Susan Miller (Raymond's Mother) gave him a Christmas present. + Raymond describes his worst injury

1:49:25 - Alpha Duck describes her worst injury (SWEET CREAM ON A ICE CREAM SANDWICH)

1:57:25 - People are confusing Thistle with Imp in a meme.

1:58:18 - Alpha Duck talks about her sister's wrist injury. + choking on water/honey/potatoes.

2:01:02 - PetPyves said what the fuck + "My belly button had surgery because it was stuck on something."

2:03:22 - Raymond says fucking + "Who isn't to say I already have an Amino on there."

2:04:56 - Who is your favorite reaper besides Imp?

2:05:25 - What is your favorite Imp line?

2:06:30 - Does Imp have a name other than Imp? • Imp hates it because it's a girl name.

2:06:50 - Stream crashes

2:07:10 - Alpha, how do you feel about my friends being afraid of ducks?

2:07:51 - Raymond tells a story about his uncle and the goose.

2:08:36 - Story of Holly and Alpha going to the duck pond.

2:11:42 - What's your favorite thing about Imp?

2:12:39 - What series are your favorite besides Twelve? One specific series.

2:16:40 - PetPyves had to do Cypress' episode 4 times due to her computer courrupting the project.

2:20:25 - There is alternate audio that went unused of Cypress cussing out May after his death. • Raymond motivated Devan to go all out on May.

2:22:45 - How to make the perfect ketchup toast.

2:23:57 - What would you do if you met Imp irl?

2:26:50 - The casting process for Imp. • Devan almost had the role.

2:30:38 - "The square root of raspberry should be legalized."

2:31:42 - Reapers exist in Twelve, are humans also part of the universe? Or all reapers animal like?

2:33:13 - Is there a tree reaper? + PetPyves explains what makes a reaper and vessel.

2:34:24 - Alpha Duck returned.

2:42:41 - Start of Live-Stream Creation + Devan is in the chat.

2:46:05 - Reapy Beapy

2:49:39 - How do you create the story of Twelve? I wanted to make an animated series, but I don't know how to create a original story.

2:53:30 - The first episode of Twelve had 25 views on the first day.

3:08:29 - End of Live-Stream Creation + PetPyves looks up fanart on DeviantArt.

3:10:35 - PetPyves will be going to a Christmas trip, meaning she'll skip next week's stream.

3:27:39 - "Hey baby, what pants do you wear?"

3:29:25 - Raymond says fuck & fucking

3:30:25 - Imp recieved a marriage proposal. + What is your messup/bloopers that has happened?

3:32:19 - "It looks just like me! You got my butt right!"

3:35:57 - Ravenwing left the stream

3:42:37 - A commenter is attempting to draw Imp as an elf and May laughing at him.

3:55:24 - What's Shiva's birthday?

3:56:26 - Easter egg in Episode 10 • When Poppy falls onto the snow, they represent angel's wings.

3:57:36 - Random flute noises + Raymond says creepy shit

4:03:08 - Can I actual marry Imp?

4:04:15 - Billy Mays here with necklace for your wrist!

4:07:04 - Cameos in Episode 12 • The two cats that were beside Willow were Holly's cats 'Patch and Lucky'.

4:09:13 - People still think Imp didn't die drowning.

4:20:35 - "I'm sorry, I'm actually retarded!"

4:27:41 - Raymond proudly says what the FUCK

[lainlain1990]

Halloween Diary: Mini Ghostbuster

As I type this, it’s misty, eerie around 6:53 AM, with a faint fog curling around the trees and lingering like shadows from the night before. I sit in my bed and the quiet click of my keyboard echoes through the stillness, like whispers in the night, whilst everyone else remains in faint slumber. Today is 1st of November—Halloween may be over, but the haunting continues. Our personal ghosts persevere.

These personal ghosts linger in the quiet of early morning—silent but ever-present. They’re the shadows of self-doubt that drift in when things feel uncertain, the restless spirit of comparison that creeps in from societal pressures, and the haunting voice of perfectionism whispering that I should be doing more.

If you’re feeling lost, stuck in a rut, drained by self-imposed goals, or just worn out from society demands, I hear you. So today, I mustered a little courage to confront and acknowledge them.

Ghost # 1: No one is behind

Feeling like you're falling behind or moving too slowly in life is something almost everyone goes through at some point. It’s that haunting sense that you’re not where you “should” be, especially when you see other people achieving things you want for yourself. Thank you, social media and societal pressures, for sponsoring my envy, anxiety, and existential dread—you've truly outdone yourselves this Halloween season. Here’s hoping you don’t make it into next year’s guest list.

However, I've come to terms that the sense of lagging is more a product of social expectations and comparison rather than an indicator of personal failure or inadequacy. A lot of this internal feeling comes from comparing ourselves to others and holding ourselves to timelines that don’t necessarily fit our own lives.

So, in the spirit of kicking ghosts to the curb, I still try to understand that it’s about finding a pace that feels right for myself and focusing on what genuinely makes me happy at present - whether shifting my drive to career, family, relationship, or just being my worse and best self all at once.

Ghost # 2: You are lost, so am I

Feeling lost in the moment is a strangely universal experience too, yet it can feel deeply isolating when it happens (because who wants to publicly share it?). But feeling lost isn’t necessarily a bad thing. I do kind of like this phase because it’s a reminder to slow down and check in with myself.

In the end, feeling lost is a natural part of figuring things out and often leads to new insights. So, if you’re feeling a bit like a zombie drifting without purpose, let's try to go easy on ourselves. It’s okay to take a step back and just let things be for a bit—sometimes, that’s when we find what we’ve been looking for all along. Life's magic begins to unfold in times we don't expect, especially when we let go of that control.

Trust that we will find ourselves again, even if it doesn’t feel like it in the moment.

Ghost # 3: A best friend to everyone except yourself

A shameless disclosure but I tend to harbour feelings of not doing my best at times especially when life gets busy or overwhelming. But often, this feeling comes from the high standards I set for myself. (Guilty! No spooky peer pressure to blame fault on this time).

I’m learning that while having high standards helps me grow, it’s also important to show myself patience and recognize my progress, even if it’s not perfect. They say high standards are valuable as long as they’re balanced with self-compassion. I found that it's easy to show compassion to others but difficult for myself so I have started celebrating small wins -- like me not eating too much chocolates today (alas, excellent effort, Elaine).

Life rarely goes in a straight line anyway and we all hit eerie twists and turns so here's a reminder to myself that it’s okay to pause, reset, and keep moving forward. May we banish our ghostly self-doubts.

So to end this...

As the final shadows of Halloween fade, I’m reminded that life, much like a haunted house, is filled with twists, turns, and unexpected scares. As I step out of this Halloween season and into the last stretch of the year, I’m choosing to carry this year's lessons with me—to embrace the unknown, no matter how spooky things seem. Here’s to honouring the journey, both haunted and hopeful.

Happy Halloween!

-- Lain 01/11/24

[riearchivistfornow]

Drops of Life

English Saturday 5PM 2016.03.26

Drops of Life

Blood. Easter is a time where we remember that Jesus shed His blood on the cross for us.

Every single drop of blood is a drop of life.

Why is blood important? Blood gives us life. Oxygen is transported by the blood all around the body. Blood cleanses us. Waste material from all parts of the body to places that it can be removed. Blood heals us. Blood contains antibodies to fight the infections.

Jesus was the greatest blood donor of all.

Colossians 1:19:20 For God was pleased to have all his fullness dwell in him, and through him to reconcile to himself all things, whether things on earth or things in heaven, by making peace through his blood, shed on the cross.

When we have Jesus' blood in our lives:

1) We have redemption; freedom from sin

Redemption is the clearing of a debt. "We owe a debt that we could not pay"

Romans 3:23 for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God,

It is not about how big or small sin is in our lives, it is about the presence of sin. That is why we need Jesus to come to give us redemption, to have freedom from sin.

Isaiah 53:6 We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to our own way; and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all.

Romans 6:23a For the wages of sin is death…

This death that the Bible talks about is an eternal death, an eternal separation from God.

Romans 6:23 For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life through Christ our God

Ephesians 1:7 In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God’s grace

We try to fix things ourselves. We try to offset sin by doing more good. We try to use good deeds to counter the wrong in our lives but all that we do will not take away the sin in your life.

Nothing is ever actually free. It is not that there is no price for your sin, but it is that Jesus paid the price for your sin.

Isaiah 44:22 I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you.”

"The work of redemption was accomplished by Christ in His death on the cross and has in view the payment of the price demanded by a holy God for the deliverance of the believer from bondage and burden of sin. In redemption the sinner is set free from his condemnation and slavery to sin" – John F. Walvoord.

We can only be corrected when we receive the redemption from the Lord, and that will bring us freedom from sin.

2) We are restored; freedom from the separation

Restoration is the act of returning something to a former owner, place, or condition.

Isaiah 53:6 We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to our own way; and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all.

Genesis 1:26 Then God said, “Let us make mankind in our image, in our likeness, so that they may rule over the fish in the sea and the birds in the sky, over the livestock and all the wild animals, and over all the creatures that move along the ground.”

We are created originally with holiness and righteousness, we are created to be pure. When we are tainted, we are separated from God.

Genesis 3:23-24 So the Lord God banished him from the Garden of Eden to work the ground from which he had been taken. After he drove the man out, he placed on the east side of the Garden of Eden cherubim and a flaming sword flashing back and forth to guard the way to the tree of life.

God casting them out is an act of love. If Adam and Eve continued to remain in the presence of God, they will be destroyed. So God separated us, wanting us to be restored one day.

1 John 1:5 This is the message we have heard from him and declare to you: God is light; in him there is no darkness at all.

When Jesus died for us, we are restored.

1 John 1:6-7 If we claim to have fellowship with him and yet walk in the darkness, we lie and do not live out the truth. But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus, his Son, purifies us from all sin.

Jesus Christ has paid the price for our sins, making us pure and holy.

God was so desperate that He sent His Son for us.

John 1:14 The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.

Mark 10:45 For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.”

Jesus did not come to take or receive but to serve others. Jesus was focused on what He could give.

Jesus took our place in exchange for us.

Romans 8:32 He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?

Jesus took our place of separation, so that we can be restored to God.

2 Corinthians 5:17-21 Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here! All this is from God, who reconciled us to himself through Christ and gave us the ministry of reconciliation: that God was reconciling the world to himself in Christ, not counting people’s sins against them. And he has committed to us the message of reconciliation. We are therefore Christ’s ambassadors, as though God were making his appeal through us. We implore you on Christ’s behalf: Be reconciled to God. God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.

We live in a world that many of us are constantly lost. One common thing is how people need space and time to "find and discover myself".

The reason why we struggle with this is because we have been separated from the Father too long. When you have been separated too long, you become lost.

"Jesus Christ became incarnate for one purpose, to make a way back to God that man might stand before Him as He was created to do, the friend and lover of God Himself." – Oswald Chambers.

"Faith is not to deny a problem's existence, but it denies that problem a place of influence in your life."

1 John 3:16 This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers and sisters.

John 15:12-13 My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.

[johannajo45]

Whenever she posts 1 post about your behavior you post 53 about her. THAT is harrassment.

53 post 🤣 i posted 1 post in two part as she said on her IG to give her version and i posted to give mine but her she can and not me??? Ok logic that's very fair and i post one other with a message where she went to far for me, after i only replied to the people like you that's all and on Twitter i posted one long message when i saw the conversation two to say i'm not Kira, 2 long message when i saw the message when she went to far and after i only replied to the others people who accuse me because of her, so i only defended myself not harass her and her she talked about me sprayed false accusations, told people to not talk to me unfollow me and blocked me and she shared all my messages plus her messages about me so and for defending her of what ? Of her accusation about me ? Really Guys do you listen to yourselves ? I don't care about her Ig, i liked it before and yes that's p*ssed me off to not see her ig and be banish for nothing but that was til i talked with her the second times, at this moment i really don't care anymore about her and her IG, i heard some people were victim of her and she had many problem with people but the don't wanted to say it because of the reprisals and her IG so i just made only one Twitter to say i was a victim of her meanness and say to others in the same case than me don't be afraid to talked because of her notoriety and that's not because she's popular that the popularity can turn and she had to stop to use her notoriety to feel better than the other and that's Bec you replied me with a threat and lynched me as she like does, i didn't talk anymore with her since this story in April and i only saw the other story 5 days ago that's her you attacked me and keep talking about me not me i just replied to defend myself, so stop! I'm the victim in our story. I don't say she's not the victim in her story with her stalker but for someone who cry and feel bas about being harassed she likes to play at doing the same with others, and that's mean because she knows the pain it causes and inflicts on others.

[meetthetruthblogger]

SIN

August 7, 2024

Author’s Note: I want to ask you to forward this post to everyone you know. My intention is to warn as many people as possible that Jesus Christ is coming back soon, gathering His saints and returning to heaven! This will be a one-time event. To be a part of this Rapture you must have a personal relationship with Jesus, which can be yours by being Born-Again, accepting Jesus as your Lord and personal Savior!

Sin was not part of God’s plan when He created Heaven and Earth; Man being created in His own image, including free will. God’s plan was to live in fellowship with man. Sin did not exist until the 3rd chapter of Genesis; the rest of the Bible is about God’s plan to rescue His people from sin and the penalties which result. This plan culminates in The Atonement of Jesus Christ.

As one might imagine, sin has consequences:

“To the woman He said: ‘I will greatly multiply your sorrow and your conception; In pain you shall bring forth children; Your desire shall be for your husband, And He shall rule over you.’ Then to Adam He said, ‘Because you have heeded the voice of your wife, and have eaten from the tree of which I commanded you, saying, ‘You shall not eat of it’: ‘Cursed is the ground for your sake; In toil you shall eat of it All the days of your life. Both thorns and thistles it shall bring forth for you, And you shall eat the herb of the field. In the sweat of your face you shall eat bread Till you return to the ground, For out of it you were taken; For dust you are, And to dust you shall return.’” (Genesis 3:16-19)

This is the event that is referred to as “The Fall.” Prior to sin’s introduction, clothing had not been necessary:

“And they were both naked, the man and his wife, and were not ashamed.” (Genesis 2:25)

God clothed Adam and Eve and banished them from the garden of Eden:

“Also for Adam and his wife the Lord God made tunics of skin, and clothed them. Then the Lord God said, ‘Behold, the man has become like one of Us, to know good and evil. And now, lest he put out his hand and take also of the tree of life, and eat, and live forever’ – therefore the Lord God sent him out of the garden of Eden to till the ground from which he was taken. So He drove out the man; and He placed cherubim at the east of the garden of Eden, and a flaming sword which turned every way, to guard the way to the tree of life.” (Genesis 3:21-24)

As people began to multiply God became sorry that He had made Man:

“Then the Lord saw that the wickedness of man was great in the earth, and that every intent of the thoughts of his heart was only evil continually. And the Lord was sorry that He had made man on the earth, and He was grieved in His heart. So the Lord said, ‘I will destroy man whom I have created from the face of the earth, both man and beast, creeping thing and birds of the air, for I am sorry that I have made them.’ But Noah found grace in the eyes of the Lord.” (Genesis 6:5-8)

God used a great Flood to destroy all life on earth, except the family of Noah, a just man, perfect in his generations (Gen 6:9). Eight people survived the Flood; Noah, Noah’s wife, three sons and their wives. God promised to never again destroy the whole earth by flooding.

The Flood wiped out all the people, except Noah’s family, but did not end humanities’ proclivity to sin. Sometime later, during the time of Abraham, God destroyed the city-states of Sodom and Gomorrah because of sexual depravity.

 “The fool has said in his heart, ‘There is no God.’ They are corrupt, and have done abominable iniquity; There is none who does good. God looks down from heaven upon the children of men, To see if there are any who understand, who seek God. Every one of them has turned aside; They have together become corrupt; There is none who does good, No, not one.” (Psalm 53:1-3)

Man’s sinfulness has been unabated throughout history.  Sin is man’s greatest problem. Sin is disobeying and rejecting God; turning our backs on God.

But your iniquities have separated you from your God, And your sins have hidden His face from you, So that He will not hear. (Isaiah 59:2)

About two thousand years ago, God sent His only begotten Son, Jesus Christ, to pay our sin-penalty by dying a horrific death on the Cross, being buried and rising from the dead three days later. Jesus has paid the price for your sins and mine. Jesus wants you to join Him in Heaven when you leave this earth. You can invite Jesus into your heart by saying this prayer:

Dear Lord Jesus:I know I am a sinner,And I ask for Your Forgiveness.I believe You died for my sins and rose from the dead.I trust you as my Lord and Savior.Guide my life and help me to do Your will.In Jesus’ name, Amen.

The Salvation Jesus offers comes through faith, not good works; you cannot earn your way to Heaven.

 For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, not of works, lest anyone should boast. For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them. (Ephesians 2:8-10)

Thank you for reading! Tom Maloney

THE END

[libidomechanica]

“Juan, half an hour and quell”

A Kelly lune sequence

               1

In the leopard part. All the more to the winds are lang!

               2

Busily seeking with Me! Juan, half an hour and quell?

               3

At this hair sweet love, now she’s at that once thence decay.

               4

Has cause I feel smiles the streams? Its corn wav’d green holly!

               5

From the talks to diverse? Squad of our breast! Of the Jews.

               6

For thy cheeks, the proof— her purity entwine its back.

               7

The hounds,— love to-day? But if they will shine utter’d me.

               8

The rills o’er and Crown, then Madam— Madam—Madam—hist!

               9

I lost in Old Story? All the tide, ladies I will.

               10

From the striking up. She sate within arranging moon.

               11

All faire lines so very hand. Judicious of Sorrow!

               12

And when they impress. Desire, but makes man from me.

               13

The owlet in silent and find then—and the cold sward.

               14

Such tears, by the weak in.—I’m in such waits in the pair.

               15

Seeking: as midnight a cigarette. Its strength be here!

               16

The less. All people shouting then Madam—Madam—hist!

               17

By mortal alarm. Camel tumbled, whilst flower rate.

               18

The poesy of his Presence. And comforts for here fedde.

               19

Friend. And while for your in a watrie glassy deep to seed.

               20

And so she’s good, some melancholy! Then what I mean!

               21

Oh distills your mother’d with sparkling roguish een.

               22

If from vermeil lips? You think Sappho’s Ode a good food.

               23

No doubt: but Grey was a museum. Catch not a few.

               24

Besides, though I adore o Sorrow! A full as I.

               25

We drives, yet I guess. She may triumphant, unawares.

               26

If I could be quoted; Antonia you are you.

               27

Shadow. But, ah, she loiter’d, and death-bed overture.

               28

She knew noses, one mighty flurried; demure will out.

               29

A Shah there you. He cried, with joy gone under and sup.

               30

Of Death! The will turn sourest moan; long seaward flowers.

               31

It was it may be, no! Me, i’ll not behind; for me!

               32

There vnseene, the buried. And then comes the Almighty fret?

               33

You will banish me! In whose to this we misery?

               34

So that half wonder and so I’d fain, peona kiss?

               35

Son or Daughter; my native land doom takes love again?

               36

For Johnny make such a though Betty figure? Is left.

               37

A cowslip on the mountains! Except to know no more!

               38

And I would love. To say, methink us world; thy voice?

               39

Above. Then come sweeter strength to diuorce from the serene!

               40

My Lady. That purchast mind was far from Dian’s temple.

               41

By that ye cal him? And lives best voice this, at last bud?

               42

To pick out to diver’s honey- fly alas! For heart!

               43

Such lovely and rock my breast. My Jeffrey held has much.

               44

Lemons, and robes sweet are lang! Soon as this, but the Pearl.

               45

Your lips a kiss’d her befalls. Surely hath been our feet.

               46

On to bite than landlord make. A new one, beautiful.

               47

Those palms, new-plucked at home! And the arms, it sooth, and treat?

               48

Sweet to be true one. But few have seen; for instancy.

               49

Dense and from the squirrel’s barn. The bus, though beloved.

               50

Said in—I forget what the acted right, but the lie.

               51

Our victorious souls’ antipodes. Up his fair.

               52

When pale cheeks of battering me, I leaue to us.

               53

And, like to her, if unto her feeling stirs again.

               54

—Her song.—’Tis Dian’s fault of beauty who came a martyr.

               55

Could love! Was never be by phantoms of me therein.

               56

Those suicide was full of claretless plain of Song?

               57

Depth Cimmering. Thou tread’st with a sudden with the two?

               58

As Captains kiss her. This I could not yet thee and low!

               59

Because she revives; amaz’d, she would hope? The devil.

               60

Now when he done, Salámán eyed the sudden leave told!

               61

Of stone! She turns frown, then she look’d upon the best of?

               62

There came ye, jolly. Or say that they are the eagles.

               63

Alas! But whether is brought in your gloom; up the soil.

               64

Which made too late? Poor lone beloved you all fame sheep.

               65

Bare merely tend it o’er has twa sparkling rogue!—Who?

               66

The boy was also the day with the stain. Better know.

               67

Before his Banquet loves him the hears, though not need me.

               68

Not Hesperus: lo! Firmness, gather’d fire, and whirlpool.

               69

At the mair they cal that so content. And Betty, go!

               70

Are maidens, nor eloquence of four kiss. But that blood?

               71

Want thou kiss high rocks through the learning river judgment.

               72

Than an uneasy virtues with fine relish, many?

               73

I stands. And sere, my times abroad, and snatch a curst die!

               74

Must still not do! Slack and peeled at, and rock yawns,—you can.

               75

We are his wife you reach other thrills. Wide universe!

               76

The sylvan aisles. And tuned it be grows that anon.

               77

With zebras strange adventure. Thus constant visitor!

               78

Is done. I said: I must has told those paths of our back.

               79

And not, and all wear no more, and laughs aloud. But, light.

               80

Souls’ antipodes. Perhaps, a virtue dignified.

               81

Lights came to fields nothing you mayest he ken’d the bright on.

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Past wet under young, I’m a stones of Song? When I left.

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Alpha's Temptation - Chapter 53 - Part 1

*Warning Adult Content*

After our big fight, things became so much better.

I felt like I was able to get off my chest all the things that had been weighing on me since our forceful separation by Theo.

I also learned the extent of an Alpha's protectiveness over their mate, which is insanely intense and now I know not to push his boundaries.

It was unfair of me to let Jay go unchecked for so long.

I told Daemon everything about what had happened at school.

How Trent targeted me and almost killed me.

There was no stopping his vengeance then.

He and Lucien had him expelled and put under house-arrest.

Daemon wanted to banish him from the pack altogether but the council thought it was too harsh of a punishment for someone so young.

That was BS, in my opinion.

Daemon seethed about it for days.

As for me, I've been working on my stability.

Daemon helps, of course, ensuring I take my medication every night and that I eat enough.

I hate feeling like a burden to be taken care of but Daemon assures me that he loves me every time, giving me endless affection that practically makes me melt into his arms.

I love him more than anything.

I've been trying to better myself in different ways, like exercise or reading and while I'm no where near completely okay and don't think I will be for a long time, I feel like for once I'm just fine as I am.

I haven't spoken to Jay.

My friends and I avoid him at all costs at school and since summer is fast approaching, I really don't think we'll have a reconciliation before then.

Not that I want one.

He crossed the line. I understand that now.

And I respect and care for Daemon too much to ever let something like that happen again.

Wren isn't really allowed to associate with him either after Tristan found out about how Jay got him pregnant and ditched him after their hookup.

Wren says that after he told his mate the whole story Tristan wanted to rip Jays head off.

So yeah... Jay's not exactly on best terms with two of the most feared Alphas in the pack.

Daemon has also tried to lay off his crazy possessiveness, even despite looking like he wanted to rip off the head of an Alpha that flirted with me at my work the other day, unaware my mate was sitting at a table just a few feet away.

But he's trying for me and I love him for that.

I also have been trying to shut people down more directly so my kindness isn't taken advantage of again.

Another good thing is I've finally gained some substantial weight.

Gone is the hollowness of my stomach and the sharp boniness of my limbs.

I've filled out my figure nicely and it drives Daemon wild when I flaunt it.

The other day I wore a tight pair of shorts and a cropped tank out on a date and teased him the entire time.

I got what I wanted eventually because the second we got home and he all but ripped the outfit off and fucked me right there in the entry way.

I wear whatever I want because Daemon can fight.

I know that all too well.

And yeah, everything is perfect.

Except... well, except for the fact that I can't shake the feeling that I'm being watched.

I try to ignore it.

I mean, paranoia is a symptom of PTSD, so it could just be that.

And I don't want to let my mental problems rule my life.

But... it's just so there. Like I can feel it.

I haven't told Daemon, not because I don't want to but because I want him to believe I'm getting better.

He's been so proud of me lately for taking care of myself and not letting the negative emotions take hold of me and I feel that if I bring this up all that progress will go down the drain.

He'll think I'm back to my crazy, fearful ways.

And it's probably nothing. It has to be.

Daemon and I are out on a hike, courtesy of my new quest for self improvement.

He doesn't really like hiking but the second I said that I'd just go alone while I'm in preheat he sprung into action, grumbling as he pulled his boots on.

If there's one thing he'll never risk, it's my safety.

My friends call him overprotective but I adore it.

He doesn't even let me sleep downstairs on the couch when I doze off watching T. V. always scooping me up and taking me up to the bed room.

When he told me that it's because if an intruder broke in somehow I would be the first one they'd get to my heart absolutely melted.

Overcome with how much I love him I squeeze his hand, look to my right where he walks beside me.

He glances over and I can't help but smile, stopping our trek to pull him down and stand on my tip toes so I can press a kiss to his cheek.

A pleased expression comes to his face.

"What was that for?"

I nuzzle into his side as he wraps an arm around me.

"Oh, nothing. I just love you."

His eyes soften in affection, kissing me back but on the lips this time.

"My pretty baby," he coos and I giggle as he attacks me with more kisses on my face.

Yep. We are totally the lovey-dovey couple that people hate.

Lylah always acts like she's going to barf when Daemon can't keep his hands off me when we're all hanging out.

I never tell him to stop, though.

"Am I really that pretty?" I ask up at him and he raises an eyebrow in question.

"Ever looked in a mirror?"

I flush, loving the way it makes me feel when he calls me pretty.

I'm really starting to believe it now and it's a nice change compared to previously thinking I was ugly and disgusting my whole life.

"You know I'm serious, right? You're the most beautiful Omega I've ever seen," he continues, his eyes darkening with how serious he is and at this point I think I'm as red as a tomato.

I look down, the smile on my face literally hurting my cheeks at this point.

"Oh my God," I breathe.

"You're as bad at taking my compliments as ever," he jokes, pulling me against his chest and I hide in it.

"I-It's just overwhelming for me."

"You're the one who asked."

"Well... that's because I like when you say it," I confess embarrassingly, curling my hands into the fabric of his shirt.

"You're adorable," he rumbles, kissing my head as he strokes my hair behind my ear.

We start walking again but it's not long before I have to pee.

Daemon crosses his arms.

"Just go. No one's here."

"You're here," I pout up at him.

"Baby, are you forgetting that I've eaten you out on my father's dining table? There's no reason to be so shy," he smirks as my face explodes with color and I glare at him, smacking his chest.

"Naughty Alpha," I scold before marching off behind a tree.

I spot a shadow in the corner of my vision the second I'm behind the tree and no sooner is a wrinkled hand grabbing my arm and pulling me towards a large figure.

"Daemon..." I scream in terror as an Alpha's one green eye bores into my own, my stomach tightening in fear.

I need to get away.

In seconds my mate is there, wrenching me away from the man and into his arms.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he growls at him as his hold on me tightens in protectiveness.

I let out a shaky breath as I look back at the Alpha.

He looks dirty, like he hasn't had a proper bathe in ages.

His hair is gray and long, strings of it falling over the hard lines of his face.

A huge scar runs across the left side of his face, right over his the socket of where an eye used to be.

But he still has the other... And that eye.

That eye that, once I look at long enough, turns my world upside down.

That's my eyes.

"Ash," the man says in a broken, raspy voice.

I shake my head, a sob catching in my throat as I look at him, at the expression on his face.

"Ash Willow. That's your name, right?" he asks in a pleading voice, stepping towards us.

"No, you back the fuck up," Daemon threatens, his body tensing around me. "I don't know who you are but..."

"D-daddy?" I finally manage to choke out the words, feeling like I'll faint.

"Yes... It's me, it's daddy."

The man's face seems to light up, crinkling in a desperate smile as his eyes gloss over with unshed tears.

"How? I... I can't, how can this..."

I barely get a few words out before I start to feel lightheaded.

My knees buckle and I fall into Daemon who's quick to scoop me up into his arms.

I bury my face into his chest, hyperventilating until my world goes black.