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[longwuzhere]

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I've decided the first thing i'll paint with my new paints from @quarkstocomics will be this piece up for auction in my EBAY LINK link on profile that INCLUDES AN ADDITIONAL 11x 14 COMMISSION of YOUR CHOICE to the winning bid. bidding starts at $1- NO RESERVE As for the additional art- you decide- you want b&w only- OK, watercolor? cool whatever the fuck you want. want to make my life easier and just support a cause? ask for just a sketch of my choice and you might be surprised at what you get. all proceeds after fees will go to YOUR choice of charity or any cause to aid Palestine of your choosing - and it HAS to be towards aiding Palestine. Please don't try to pull some fast shit on me or I'll refund immediately and start this over again and waste both our times. Leaving the comments open here so all the haters can comment. let arguments ensue, I'm more than glad to know who to block, unfollow, and ignore. again, bidding starts at a buck. end in 6 days above art measures roughly 6x9, Harmonia watercolor on 250g/m2 Japanese bamboo and wood pulp paper please note, if you're smart you'd understand this isn't about antisemitism- it's about working towards a cause that is in current need of aid. Just like BLM, yes-all lives matter, but at the moment, black lives matter.

[lord-vermin]

Oh shit I don’t think I’ve actually told this fucking story on here BUT (and this story is totally made up for many reasons) I ~accidentally~ kinda stole(?) a painting/tile worth iirc 15,000

So this was back at my old shop and basically it used to be an art gallery, the building was old as shit and I had a theory that the loft (attic) of the building connected to the other two buildings & my boss wanted me to store some furniture but we were so limited on space in this tiny fucking studio that I decided hey - I’m going to strategically break (gently rip it open) the door to the loft & see if we can get away with storing the furniture upstairs.

I get up there and it’s creepy as shit but my theory is true it’s HUGE up there & because it’s not the same building we can store stuff up there & hopefully the landlord won’t have a clue. But on my exploration into the world of black mould and asbestos I find these cardboard boxes filled with pictures, frames, tiles, etc.

(Fictional pictures to help your imagination)

& bc the building used to be a gallery up until the 80(?)s when the guy who owned the gallery passed away. I immediately start seeing what’s good - I decide ‘hey let’s not go crazy’ and I took 3 downstairs for people to look at.

Alas I only have pictures of the two that aren’t relevant to this story & not the third one which was the once that caused all the fucking trouble in the first place.

But I take them downstairs wayyy too eager to please my boss and I’m like “hey these are cool maybe we should put them on the wall?” I mostly just liked the one with the crows Ngl. We all agree they’d be good to fill some gaps on the wall and they go into a plastic bag on the floor while we all procrastinate on actually putting them up. Which turned out to be a fucking miracle.

So the landlord comes by and this is the first time in years he’s stopped by, first time I’ve ever seen the dude and he’s PISSED because SOMEONE broke into upstairs and has gone through all his paintings (no idea who that would be) and even worse some are missing. We own up to using it as a cheeky storage space which he says is fine. And I SOMEHOW had to look this man in the eye, with said paintings wrapped in a plastic bag on the floor in front of him and go “no clue mate sorry” while this painting shaped plastic bag sat on the floor in front of him. My boss decides he will keep the paintings because they’re his bc he pays the rent despite me saying maybe we should just put them back upstairs.

So the dude apparently reports the paintings as stolen & takes everything he had from upstairs and removes it. And my boss on a slow day tasks me with finding out what the fuck is up with these paintings and why this guy lost his shit. The first two paintings, the ones pictured above - worth £100 at a stretch. Valued at that but no one is buying. But the other one was this ceramic tile that I end up bringing to a gallery and I’m like “do you know anything about this” the guy immediately is like “oh my god where did you get this I haven’t seen one of these in forever” I lie. Just frantically making shit up as I’m starting to realise it’s probably been reported nicked and I’m getting it fucking checked out. And he tells me the artists name & some info and I get back to the studio and we do about 5 seconds of googling and this guys incredibly well known & his stuff goes for a lot. This piece was part of a set and some of the other pieces of the same set had been sold at auction for roughly 15,000. I am fucking mortified.

This is where the realisation that I’ve fucked up really starts to set in. We don’t want this anymore. We wrap it up in plastic & bubble wrap - put it in the store room and never speak of it. Kinda running off the logic of ‘it’s never left the building so it’s not stolen it’s just misplaced’

until one of the tat-artists who decided to secretly move studios steals a bunch of shit including the tile-painting-thing. But then he suffered a psychotic break and gave it to someone. So now it’s just out there somewhere??? The other two got put back up stairs into storage.

[mymbios]

Freya Bernadotte Age: 28 Occupation: Cultural Preservation Advocate & Women’s Rights Activist Family:

Mother: Queen Ingrid Bernadotte, 57

Father: King Johan Bernadotte, 60

Younger Brother: Prince Alrik Bernadotte, 25

Freya Bernadotte, a modern princess with a deep reverence for Sweden’s past and an ardent voice for change, grew up with the weight of tradition on her shoulders. Raised in Stockholm’s Royal Palace, she experienced both the grandeur of royal life and the quiet dedication that her family poured into Sweden’s culture and people. Her father, King Johan, is known for his diplomacy and strategic foresight, while her mother, Queen Ingrid, is admired for her grace and devotion to women’s rights. Her younger brother, Prince Alrik, three years her junior, has always admired Freya’s sense of conviction and often describes her as “the heart of the family.”

From a young age, Freya was taught the importance of family history, and her parents filled her childhood with tales of Swedish folklore, stories of Viking explorers, and visits to historic sites. Her grandmother played a significant role in cultivating Freya’s love for the arts and Sweden’s cultural heritage. Every summer, Freya and her family would spend weeks on their ancestral lands in Dalarna, exploring ancient villages and traditional crafts, instilling in her a commitment to cultural preservation.

When Freya entered her teens, Queen Ingrid involved her in advocacy work, particularly around women’s rights. Seeing her mother’s dedication to issues like gender equality and education, Freya felt a growing desire to effect real change, even within the formal confines of her royal position. As she grew, she recognized that her title allowed her to amplify voices often unheard, and her natural empathy and determination made her a fierce advocate. Rather than being at the forefront, Freya preferred working quietly with grassroots organizations, lending her influence discreetly to empower those working directly on the ground. She pursued an education in history and social sciences, with studies at Uppsala University, and then further specialized in Scandinavian studies.

Now at 28, Freya has made a name for herself as both a cultural preservation advocate and a committed women’s rights activist. Her foundation, the Bernadotte Cultural Trust, focuses on preserving historic sites and cultural traditions, particularly in rural Sweden, which have faced challenges due to modernization. She has spearheaded initiatives to document endangered dialects, archive traditional folk music, and promote traditional Swedish crafts, offering workshops to educate the younger generation on their significance. Freya’s goal is to ensure that her country’s heritage remains alive, while also ensuring that her advocacy work for women’s rights continues to be relevant in modern Sweden.

Freya is known for her calm demeanor and quiet strength. While she is warm and approachable, she is also private and thoughtful, choosing her words carefully. She often displays a lighthearted sense of humor, especially with her close family and friends, but her serious nature emerges in her work. Freya’s empathy drives her approach to advocacy; she believes in understanding the challenges others face before attempting to solve them, which has earned her respect in both her philanthropic and activist circles.

In her free time, Freya is an avid reader with a deep love for historical literature and mythology. She enjoys hiking through Sweden’s diverse landscapes, which she finds grounding, and she often sketches scenes from nature as a way to unwind. Freya has a passion for traditional Swedish embroidery and frequently donates her handmade pieces to charity auctions. Her musical interest in folk songs, an art her grandmother instilled in her, keeps her connected to Sweden’s past, and she often joins local choirs to practice traditional Swedish songs when time allows.

While Freya maintains a strong relationship with her brother Alrik, the two are different in many ways. Alrik is outgoing and sociable, often called the “life of the palace,” while Freya prefers quieter gatherings and one-on-one interactions. Still, they share a close bond, with Alrik frequently supporting his sister’s initiatives and acting as a bridge between her quiet advocacy and his more public role.

Freya Bernadotte’s commitment to her country’s history and her advocacy for women’s rights have shaped her life’s purpose. Her compassion and intelligence make her an influential figure, using her role to preserve Sweden’s legacy while promoting progress and empowerment. For Freya, being a royal means honoring the past while actively working toward a more equitable future.

[mawaharin]

ophie wanted a tarot card concept so she got a tarot card concept ok. thanks.

gpose + art both by me.

[mthofferings2020]

MassiveSpaceWren

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Preferred contact methods: Email: massivespacewren@gmail.com Tumblr: MassiveSpaceWren Discord: MassiveSpaceWren#7494

Preferred organizations: - 350.org - Amazon Conservation Association - Rainbow Railroad (See the list of approved organizations here)

Will create works that contain: I'm mostly open to many prompts. If you are unsure, feel free to ask! Happy couple-y scenes, Fighting together, fighting against each other, fluff, angst, armor or no armor, both good! I like AUs too, especially medieval/fantasy AUs, fairy tale, Canon AUs, western AU, Roman AU, viking AU, etc.

Will not create works that contain: NSFW content, Mpreg, D/s AU, eye gore/eye stuff, general heavy gore, kids, dogs, actual major character death, Superior Iron Man (unless AU), smoking, I prefer Tony with goatee instead of just mustache, but will make exceptions in digital art.

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Auction ID: 1195

Will create works for the following relationships: Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark - 616, 1872, AvAc, AA, Bullet Points, IM:AA, Marvel 1602, MCU, Next Avengers, Noir, Secret Wars: Civil War Steve Rogers/Tony Stark - 616, 1872, AvAc, AA, Bullet Points, IM:AA, Marvel Adventures, MCU, Marvel's Avengers (video game), Next Avengers, Noir, Earth-TRN193, Secret Wars: Civil War Loki/Tony Stark - 616, AvAc, MCU, Noir Teddy Altman/Billy Kaplan - 616 Kamala Khan any gen - 616, Marvel's Avengers (video game) Doreen Green & Tony Stark - 616 Doreen Green any gen - 616

Work Description: Welcome to MassiveSpaceWren's auction sheet! This auction is for a custom piece of art, that is: If the bids stay under 70$ A black&white or greyscale or lineart style drawing, maximum of 2 characters with no complicated background. (traditional or digital) If the bids reach 70$ or more: A full colour drawing/painting, maximum of 2 characters with no complicated background. (traditional or digital) If you want a more complicated background, please talk to me beforehand :) You can find general examples of my art here. - Black and white style - Lineart style - Watercolour style - Digital art Digital or traditional is up to you, in either case you will receive a digital file. It will take a while to finish it, since my reallife takes a lot of attention, and other events also exist. I might get to it soon-ish, but please be patient if it takes until the new year or such. Feel free to ask questions, I'm up for drawing almost anything! If you want a ship I don't have listed, you can still ask (preferably beforehand). Good luck bidding and have fun with all of the great content in all of MTH! :)

Ratings: Gen, Teen, Mature

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Auction ID: 4001

Will create works for the following relationships: Tony Stark/Victor von Doom - 616 M'Baku/Tony Stark - MCU Bucky Barnes/M'Baku - MCU James "Rhodey" Rhodes/Tony Stark - MCU, 616, Earth-57289 (aka the AU with Rhodes Labs International, shown in civil war II choosing sides issue 2) Carol Danvers/Maria Rambeau - MCU Carol Danvers/Jessica Drew - 616 Teddy Altman/Billy Kaplan - 616 Bucky Barnes/Toro Raymond - 616 Kate Bishop/America Chavez - 616

Work Description: Welcome to MassiveSpaceWren's auction sheet, this time the rare pair version <3 !<br>I may not have drawn all of these characters super often, so you may have to give me some reference. If you want a friendship with characters not listed (especially for female comic characters), I am likely up for it, just send me a message to ask maybe :D This auction is for a custom piece of art, that is: If the bids stay under 70$ - A black&white or greyscale or lineart style drawing, maximum of 2 characters with no complicated background. (traditional or digital) If the bids reach 70$ or more - A full colour drawing/painting, maximum of 2 characters with no complicated background. (traditional or digital) If you want a more complicated background, please talk to me beforehand :) You can find general examples of my art here. - Black and white style - Lineart style - Watercolour style - Digital art Digital or traditional is up to you, in either case you will receive a digital file. It will take a while to finish it, since my reallife takes a lot of attention, and other events also exist. I might get to it soon-ish, but please be patient if it takes until the new year or such. Feel free to ask questions, I'm up for drawing almost anything! If you want a ship I don't have listed, you can still ask (preferably beforehand). Good luck bidding and have fun with all of the great content in all of MTH! :)

Ratings: Gen, Teen, Mature

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[magicalsalamander]

The Rabbit on the Moon Part 3

Pairing: Jungkook  x Reader

Genre: Fluff | Angst | Smut | Police officer | Mafia | Hybrid

Warning: mature; depictions of abuse, Illegal activity, drinking, non-consensual groping with instant karma, fighting.

Words: 9.8K

Summary: The moon was your sun. You’ve grown up working under the moonlight as long as you could remember. You served a man, who controlled the monsters that roamed the city at day and night, or rather the devil himself. When the others around you slowly start disappearing, you start wondering if it’ll soon be your turn. A hand reaches out to you, the hand of a gentle rabbit disguised as a wolf, offering a way out. 

Will you be able to escape the clutches of the devil in time?

A/N: I apologize for the grammatical errors! There are quite a few easter eggs in this chapter, a treat for those who read the other series! Let me know if you catch them! 

 I (M). II. III. IV. V. IV (M/Final) | Masterlist

The room fell silent. The lights return, centering to a spotlight on stage. A tall, lanky man stood at the center of the stage silhouetted by the harsh light. He brought the mike up shouting, “Ladies and Gentlemen, Welcome to Weaver’s Nest.” A light applause followed, and he shushed the audience by bringing a finger to his lips. He circled around the stage, “we have a variety backstage tonight, tigers, lions and for you kinky bastards, kitten’s.” A laughter rung throughout the area, exciting the host.

Yates pulled me tighter into his embrace, sliding his hands up and down my sides affectionately. I felt his hot breath on the nape of my neck. It sent an involuntary shiver down my spine causing him to chuckle. He became more daring by traveling his thick palms up my front but trailed down again before they touch the swells of my breast. His thick tongue licked up the side of my neck and mouthed small kisses along the skin. I reached over once more and gripped onto anything that’ll give me enough distance. I held onto Mr. Shin’s crossed leg, squeezing his thigh enough to leave nail marks.

Without causing a scene, he shifted his eyes over to the rendezvous. He noticed the wild hands and could even hear the disgusting sounds coming from Yate’s grimy lips. The small trail of saliva, like a snail’s slime trail, glistened thickly from the spotlight. I let go when Yates shifted me on his lap, so I sat directly on his lumpy crotch. He lowly grinded against my ass, trying to fill every curve with himself. My face scrunched in disgust from his small chub. I attempted to lean away, but his grip on my hips was strong.

Jungkook bounced his leg and fiddled his thumb over his watch; time was going too slow. Once the auctioneer finished his intro speech, a cage emerged from the depths of the stage. The metal device raised, clanking with every turn of the rusty mechanism, and exposed the anxious panther to the arena. The panther was thin, but evidence of his once muscular stature was obvious. The hybrid crouched, stalking the host. The host mirrored by rounding about the cage, taunting the beast. The host spun to the audience, “ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the shadow of the jungle, the Panther!” The host started the auction at a low price of $350,000. Gentlemen raised their paddles and the auctioneer called out prices; slowly the bid rose. “Do I hear, $500,00? Going once, going twice…,” he searched the audience waiting for the bets to rise, but no offers were made.

Yates grumbled in my ear, cursing under his breath, the pacing was too slow for him, so he moved me out of his lap and stood up. He turned towards the audience, “that’s how you’re setting the tone for the night ladies and gentlemen? I think this show should start off with a bang! A real wow factor, who will be the brave hero and take the glory!” He waved around a glass of champagne cheering the sky awaiting a fool to spend their money. A paddle towards the back of the room raised and called out, “$800,000!” Yates swung his arm, spilling half the contents in his cup, “that’s the spirit!” He sat back down and pulled me into his lap whispered, “sucker”.

I couldn’t help it, I couldn’t take my eyes off the panther. The distress in his eyes wasn’t different from mine.  I started to lose confidence, will Jungkook chicken out and not save us? Was there really help on the way? Was this a set up?

I was taken out of my thoughts when wandering hands became more daring. His fingers traced the jewels on my stomach. He nudged at my ear with his nose, “Kitty, can you be a good girl for me?” His breath smelled heavily of alcohol and cigarettes that it was almost inhuman. I remained unresponsive, so he took my breast in both hands groping tightly. I whimpered loudly enough for the others at the table to turn, but Yates was unashamed and bravado about his action. I lowered my head, blocking my face from onlookers, this was too much. Yates released his grip when a final price was called, “sold! At 1.2 million dollars!” Yates cheered loudly and turned to Jungkook patting him on the back, “told you a million would be a piece of cake.” Jungkook smiled at Yates, who laughed like a child at a candy store, then turned to the helpless cat in the bastard’s lap. The moment I locked eyes with Mr. Shin I knew the sternness in his eyes meant more than words could ever express. Maybe it was an animal thing? Something you could feel in the air? I knew whatever it was, he was going to protect us…me.

The lights went out a second time; the tides were going to change.

The lights took longer than anticipated to come back on. The audience in the dark began to murmur. The hair on my arms rose in goosebumps. Yate called out towards the direction of the stage, “what’s the hold up?” When the lights switched back on, guards were being held in a chokehold. S.W.A.T surrounded the edges of the arena with their guns up ready at will. In the center of the arena Captain Im held the auctioneer in a chokehold. The Rottweiler kept a stoic face as he released the unconscious auctioneer, who dropped to the floor with a thud, stared straight at Yates. The Rottweiler cooed, “times up, Yates.”

Under his breath Yates muttered out, “shit.” He tossed me off his lap, unceremoniously tossed me to the floor, running away towards an escape. In a split-second reaction, I grabbed the edge of his pant leg and dragged along with him for a step before I tripped Master. Chaos ensued, masked figures ran, and guards raced towards officers. Master kicked me in the jaw and out of reflex I released with a yelping in pain. One of Mr. Shin’s associate rounded the table and helped me up. I thanked him before he left to join the rumble. Jungkook stood with his hands in his pocket and walked towards the man clawing away at the floor. He walked calmly taking a hand out of his pocket and pulled the wig off exposing his long ears. He dropped the wig and slammed his foot dead center on Yates. The rotund man grunted mumbling out, “you fucker! You set me up this whole time! Fuck you, Shin!” Jeon laughed, “sorry Yates, but not--,” Jungkook dipped when a Doberman swung at him.

Jungkook lifted same foot off Yates’s back and swung his leg round housing the guard. Yates took advantage of the distraction, taking the moment to escape. I stood off the side as I watched two Doberman’s trying to join into the fight between Jungkook and the guard. I looked around at nearby table and yanked the table cloth towards me. I pulled the iron pan, holding a lit candle, towards me dismounting the candle. I blew out the candle and following the momentum of my turn, I splashed the hot wax over the approaching guards. They howled out in pain and while they were inebriated I smashed them across the face with the pan. By the time I turned around to Jungkook, he was racing after Yates. He called back to me, “Kitty, get to safety! I’ll come for you soon!”

I looked around the room and found his associates with their wigs off, fighting against the guards. They were canines after all. The Rottweiler, at the epicenter of the riot, was deep in battle. I was off no use here, I needed to get out of the arena. Luna, Luna, Luna. I zig zagged through the tables, making way back towards the employee’s staff door. I hopped over disgruntled guards, zipping past airborne punches and ran to press up against the metal door. I stumbled into a silent, empty hallway. In the distance I could hear the shouting voices of the kitchen staff. I gathered the ends of my pleated robe into my arms and ran down the bleak hall. The fluorescent lights flashed in blimps above me. I could feel my heartbeat thrumming in my ears, pounding with each step forward. I almost skid into the wall as I turned towards the stairs. I leapt two steps at a time into the kitchen. The kitchen staff was stealing whatever they could from the Kitchen, making their way out of the estate. I made it past the thieves and ran towards the first-floor hallways.

I called out to Luna, hoping for a response amongst the sea of scattering individuals. I opened rooms calling into each, but there wasn’t an answer. I shoved on and felt my throat tightening with each unsuccessful door. I began pushing past sweaty individuals, where could she have gone? I heard an officer in the lobby call out, “all hybrids, please move to the courtyard!” No, not yet, I had to find Luna. I changed my direction and ran towards the stairs taking the right side up. I stopped on the landing momentarily looking up to the obnoxious portrait of a man whom I once called Master. My heels were becoming painful and slowing me down, so I ripped them off gripping the throat of each shoe. With all the force I could conjure up, I lunged the shoe directly at the painting, grunting with the toss. The second shoe landed in an eye, I shouted at the painting, “take that!” I picked up my robe again and continued up the stairs. I ran down the hall looking left and right, “Luna! Please, baby, come out! Where are you Luna? Luna!”

The hallway seemed to twist bringing me further into the vortex. As I approached the end of the hall I heard rustling, it was faint, but I heard it. I slowed listening in closer twisting and turning my ears to accommodate for the sound. I came closer to a storage closet and outstretched my hand holding onto the knob of the handle and depressed. A small, frightened kitten looked up at me through long coats crying out, “Mama!” I drop to my knees bringing the scrambling kitten into my embrace rocking her back and forth, “we’re going to be okay. We’re going to be okay. We’re going to be okay.”

I lost track of time, I held Luna in my arms until men in Kevlar vest approached us. “Miss, Miss?” I turned towards the voices and recognized the figures, “Miss, I’m officer Wang and this is Officer Bhuwakul. We’re here to take you to safety.” I pulled away from Luna wrapping her hand in mine lifting her up. They offered us a smile, “you’ve done well.” We followed them out of the house blinded by the flashing blue and red lights. Officers of different kinds surround vehicles apprehending different creatures that disguised themselves as humans. Two busses sat just beyond the cars, Officer Wang and Bhuwakul escorted us towards the bus. I looked towards one of the vans catching a glimpse of Mr. Shin shoving Yates into the back and slamming the door shut. Shin looked like he went for a light jog compared to the wreck that Yates was. Mistress was fighting in the holds of different officers, “I’m innocent! Let go of me you filthy mongrels! Yates, explain to them!” No one, much less Yates, bothered to give her an answer or sympathy, and just shoved her into one of the many filled police vehicles. Jungkook dusted his hands off smoothing his ears down. He turned to me, smiling for a moment, before the Rottweiler called him,” Cottontail!”

We walked towards an officer standing outside the bus doors. We waited in line watching as he took down information and gave out a temporary ID code. I pushed the kitten forward and allowed her to board first. After they took the little information I could offer, I turned to the two escorts, “thank you, truly, thank you.” I offered a smile and the tails of the officers wagged excitedly. “No problem, Miss,” maintaining professionalism they saluted trying to be serious, but their tails were a huge contrast from how serious they attempted to be. For the first time in a long time, I laughed, genuinely laughed. I boarded the bus finding my seat next to the smiling kitten. Her white ears were twitching, and I couldn’t help but mimic the slight twinge of excitement. I didn’t know what was going to happen next, but Luna wasn’t in danger anymore, and that’s all that mattered.

Last night we were taken to a hospital, before being transported to the station. Even though it took hours, all of us had a routine medical exam. The doctors were accommodating and patient with us, putting up with the hisses and thumping. With as much resources they could offer us, they handed out mismatched scrubs to wear instead of our “uniforms”. I discarded the robe and leotard as soon as I received something more appropriate to wear. As soon as I slipped on the pair of pants and shirt, I felt safe. We spent the night in a large room where some slept on beds while others slept on futons. They had nowhere else to put us for the night. If freedom awaits, one more night sleeping on the floor was nothing.

The following morning all of us were loaded back on the bus and taken to the police station. In a single file line, we shuffled towards a waiting room attached to the offices of all the unit operations. They took a hybrid, one at a time, to have an officer help dictate their future. Luna rested her head on my shoulder sleeping softly with light rises and falls to her chest. I pulled her closer when real criminals walk by in cuffs glaring at us. I stroked the back of my knuckles against her cheek to evoke a rumbling purr from her throat. She will always be precious, my little moon.  

An officer walked towards the rows flipping through papers on his clipboard, “89? Is 89 here?” I raised my hand letting him know I’m here. I shook Luna slightly waking her, “it’s my turn I’ll be right back.” Her eyes opened wide, dilating to a full black, and lunged at my arm, “no! Don’t leave me!” I looked back to the officer, who’s taped his pen against the clipboard, impatiently checking his watch. “I’ll only be gone for a few seconds…,” I pleaded to her, but she wasn’t having it. In full tantrum, she played dirty by giving me those eyes weren’t possible to say no to. I caved in taking her hand in mine muttering, “the things I do for you Luna.” I walked towards the officer with my tail between my leg, “can she come along with me?” He looked back to the crowded station and sighed, “ma’am, unless she’s related, I can’t allow that.” Her grip on my hand tightened and a loud whine left her. She stomped her feet causing the officers eyebrows to scrunch in irritation, “what’s her number?” She answered for me, “88.” He bite his lip contemplating and weighing the pros and cons. I could feel the hesitation, so I pulled the sympathy card on him, “she’s my baby, please, just let her be with me.” His attitude takes a 180 and changes fast, “oh, oh, o—okay. Why didn’t you say so earlier? Go over to officer Jeon, the third desk in in the hybrid unit.”

I bowed politely to the officer in respect and lead Luna’s towards the hybrid department. The overhanging sign read out “Hybrid Unit,” so we followed to the third desk in. A man was crouched down rummaging through bottom cabinets, “excuse me…officer Jeon?” The clumsy man banged his head on an open drawer, “ouch, God, why do I keep hitting that?” He scooted and righted himself in his flimsy chair. It took a second, even blinking a few times, before I recognized him. It was Mr. Shin…. but this man wasn’t Mr. Shin? I looked him over, up and down, but I’m sure this was or should be Officer Shin. The buck stood up looming over us, but this time around with no façade introduced himself, “hello, let me introduce myself properly, I’m officer Jeon Jungkook, not Mr. Shin. It’s nice to meet you both.” I couldn’t stop staring at him. The rex rabbit’s ears stood at attention matching his brown hair. His sharp jawline was prickled by a five o’clock shadow. I couldn’t place my eyes on a single spot jumping from his doe brown eyes, buck front teeth, and scar on his cheek. It should’ve been obvious that was an alias. I offered him a smile nudging Luna to do the same babbling out, “yes, yes, it’s nice to meet you, officer Jeon.” He pointed his hand towards nearby chairs offering us both a seat, “Jungkook, Jungkook will do just fine. This must be…your daughter, right?”

I turned to Luna, who’s eyes could barely stay open, then back to officer Jeon, “No, but I take care of her as if she was. She’s my little moon…my Luna.” A smiled erupted across him, showing off his teeth to me. To him the resemblance was uncanny between the both of you, it was more shocking to hear there wasn’t a relation. He spoke lowly to me, “I’m sorry I didn’t find you immediately afterwards. I had some legalities to take care of. I want to thank you for helping.” I held up my hands and shook them in defiance, “no, no, no, I did nothing. Thank you for saving everyone.”

The love in the beautiful cat eyes was infectious. Jungkook wanted to embrace her and promise her the world. She was the sweetest and had the most courage he’s seen in any being, man or animal. Her selflessness was aweing. Despite her knowing the cold from being cradled by the devil, she still shined brighter than the sun. She was a angel walking on Earth. With adoration in his eyes, he stated proudly, “it’s my job to protect you. Don’t thank me.”

He shook the mouse of his computer waking it, “alright, let’s get this figured out.” Jungkook opened a registration form on his desktop and tabbed to the first line. One of his ears flopped carelessly, while the other stood at attention. His head swayed to a tune he hummed as he typed in generic biographic info. Officer Kim walked by with a steaming cup of joe in his hands, “morning guys…and misses.” I turned to the lab and caught myself staring a bit too long. Seeing them with their features still took me by surprise. The lab noticed and cheekily winked towards me. I looked away with a sunburnt type of blush covering my cheeks. Jungkook takes a sip of his coffee, amused at her expression, and cheers it towards his partner, “morning Yugyeom.” Jungkook sat his coffee down and while studying the screen asked, “name?” His humming stopped when there wasn’t a response. He glanced over to the blank cat as she stopped stroking her Kitten. I answered earnestly in a low tone, “I don’t have one.” To clear his tightening throat, he sipped his coffee again. Without provoking insult, he raised his eyebrows over the brim of his cup, “no name? Nothing you went by?” I shook my head slowly, “they called the cats kitty and the rabbits bunny; it was straightforward.” Anger boiled thickly within him, like molasses, rumbling along with an inner growl. He rested an elbow on the desk, running his hand through his hair to calm himself. He stuck his tongue against his inner cheek, “they didn’t give you names.” He enunciated each word pointedly. It wasn’t a question, but a statement. Yates. When he gets the chance to interrogate him, he’s going to make sure the surveillance cameras are conveniently off. Depriving someone so basic and toying with their dignity... the vile creature dares to breathe!

I shied away sensing the change in his diction. I didn’t want to be punished for not having a name. Luna whined slightly, curling towards me when I stopped petting her. Jungkook lowered his hand and softened his eyes, going back to an affable buck, “no. No, I’m not upset with you. I’m sorry. I—I just,” he couldn’t finish his statement without wanting to growl out an angry grunt. Settling his expression, he sat back biting his lip in thought. A name?

A light bulb went off in his head showing in his eyes; he turned back to his computer, typing fast. He pressed enter and sat back, he puckered his lips in disapproval and then randomized once more. He still wasn’t satisfied with the result, it didn’t suit her, so he pressed once more. This time his expression didn’t seem to strongly disagree. He twisted the edges of his desktop towards the both of you and waiting eagerly. “I used a random name generator to pick a name for you. Do you like this one?” I read the screen testing the name out in my mind different ways, “Y/N Y/L/N. Y/N Y/L/N. Y/N Y/L/N.” I had to jumble it on my tongue out loud. The more I said it, the more I liked it. A name! My very own name! A name! I nodded my head like a bobble toy, “yes, yes, I like it very, very, very much!” A short, breathy laugh left him, and for the first time you heard, “It’s nice to meet you Ms. Y/L/N.” I cheekily smiled, “Y/N would be just fine.”

It sent tingles down my spine hearing my name, my name, spoken by someone else. Luna tested it on her lips, twitching her ears at each syllable, “that’s the one Mama!” Jeon couldn’t help smiling along with this little family, unconditional love radiated between them. It was something he’s always looked for. He blinked away the giggly image in front of him and turned back to the form. He asked how old you were and other biographic information he couldn’t guess. Once he reached the end of the form, he scooted back to the filing cabinet and fished out two sets of thick documents. He placed the documents face downwards, “Y/N, regardless of what you choose you will be given an identification card along with a social security. I want you to really think over the options I’m about to give to you.”

I nodded waiting for him to continue. “You have two choices you can take from here. The first option is being assigned a shelter and awaiting adoption to another home to live out the rest of your life under a new owner.” I looked at him expectantly, letting the first option go in and out my ears, waiting for my next option. “The second option is applying for D.A.H.; D.A.H. is deferred action for hybrids. It’s a policy set up by the government to give hybrids, conditionally, a way of living life without ownership.” I lit up, that’s what I wanted! He continued placing a hand over the documents,” but there’s a catch, under D.A.H. you have to pursue education and receive a high school equivalent diploma at minimum. From there you can pursue higher education or obtain a job. It’s to provide evidence to the government that you are self-sustainable. The policy will give you a residency card and the ability to live without ownership after maintaining proficiency under the program for a few years.”

This! This was what I’ve always been looking for! I could provide a home, a way of life and stability for Luna. I couldn’t contain my happiness, “yes! Yes! This is exactly what I want!” Jungkook smiled at her enthusiasm, and slid a packet towards Y/N, but retracted suddenly. In warning, “the filing process takes about two weeks and then you will be given government housing until you find a job. In the meantime, you will be asked to stay at a shelter until you have been formally admitted into the program.” There it was…that made me hesitate for a second. I would have to live in a shelter…again. However, my first concern was, “Luna, can she apply to this program as well?” Jungkook nodded, “yes, she can. However, how old are you sweetie?” He turned to Luna who stared at the ceiling in wonder, so Y/N answered for her, “thirteen.” He filtered through the files to reassure himself, “she is still young enough to take a placement test and be admitted into regular public education. Same to earlier, she will have to keep her promise to work and better herself to maintain a residency card.”

I looked towards Luna making sure she was following along, but her eyes bolted left and right fast searching for answers. I simplified it for her, “Luna, if you sign up you can go to school. Do you want to go to school and live with me?” Her eyes lit up like stars against the night sky, and her white ears twitched excitedly, “really officer Jeon! I can go to school!” He laughed at her innocence, “yes, Luna, you can go to school.” I elaborated, “like I said, it will take a few weeks to file the paperwork, but when that’s done you can go to school, okay?” She nodded turning towards officer Jeon with the same smile. He pushed the packets towards us, “sign here…here…,” flipping the pages twice, “here…here… and done.” He picked up the documents, “all that’s left is sorting you out to a shelter for the mean time.” He scrolled through the list of shelters in the local area. He scrunched up his face thumping his one leg against the floor, “my friend runs a shelter, but there’s only one opening left. Would either of you like to go there?”

Luna stood in fright, “no, no, I can’t be without Mama. I don’t want to be alone.” Jungkook stood along with her, calming her down urging her to sit. “Okay, we’ll find a better spot.” He kept scrolling looking for a shelter that had enough openings, but the only one available was a city away. “I found one that has openings for two more.” Before selecting admit, he opened a registration form for Luna. He followed the same questions with her, “I want the last name as Mama!” Jeon turned to her with a cheeky smile, “good choice, kiddo.” He turned to me wiggling his brows as if her choice wasn’t obvious enough. He submitted the applications, transferring the information to the shelter and D.A.H. program. “I will need to mail these in physically, but the basics should be covered. The shelter will let you know when all processing has been complete. In a few weeks’ time you will be transferred to housing and start on your way to freedom Y/N.” I shifted in my seat with excitement, “thank you for all you’ve done.”

He wrote down on two sticky notes the same shelter ID number, then stood up straightening his clothing out. He shook both our hands, “the pleasure was all mine Luna…and Y/N.” He held my hand longer releasing and gliding our fingers against eachother. He pointed towards another officer, “follow Officer Wang and give him that number. He will know where to take you. Goodbye and good luck.” The golden retriever who was already waving in our direction. I didn’t want to leave so soon, but I responded none the less, “goodbye, Jungkook.” I swished my tail in happiness.

He watched as Y/N walked away with a pep in her step and Luna jumped for joy; finally something kids her age should be doing. He couldn’t help it as his smile reached his ears. His cottontail waged along with Y/N’s white, long tail. Officer Kim left his desk and came over to Jeon’s desk, sitting on the edge playing with paper weights. “God, will you stop with the googly eyes? I feel like I always catch you staring at women.” Jungkook scoffed at the lab, “I just care about my victims.” Yugyeom rolled his eyes, “sure, sure, just like that time you kissed that lawyer, right?” Jungkook sputtered out his spit, “that was conditional! Besides, she’s a close friend and it meant nothing. Mostly importantly, I can’t come in between that thing she’s got going on with Taehyung.” Yugyeom was taken aback, “there’s something go on between them?” Jungkook shrugs, “not explicitly, but it’s hard to ignore the way Taehyung looks at her and he asks every opportunity he gets what we talk about.”

Humming in though Yugyeom changed the subject, pointing to the now empty waiting room, ”what shelter they get?” Jungkook looked towards his best friend, “Riverwood County Shelter.” Officer Kim almost dropped the weight, “recent reports came out from there with abuse claims. They’re still under investigation, but with the way--.” Yugyeom couldn’t finish his statement, Jungkook was already rounding the corner. He ran, pumping his thick thighs as fast as he could, channeling his agility to reach Y/N as fast as possible. By the time he made it outside the buses were already out of the parking lot. He runs his hands in his hair in frustration. He didn’t have any jurisdiction once she was gone. He would have to keep tabs on them until they get sectioned into housing. As he watched nothing he asked himself over and over again how he could have not known. He can’t let them go through that again, never again.

We boarded a small bus with a few other familiar faces. The journey was about an hour and forty-five minutes from the station. The area slowly turned from cityscape to a forest, then a suburban town. It had a true quaint, home town feel. The bus stopped in front of a white building somewhere in the center of the town. The seven of us evacuated being welcomed by a few staff members. They went through roll call calling and accounting for us. The disinterest in their tone was alarming, but I passed it off as exhaustion.

We followed them through the entrance into a hallway, they then further divided the males and females. The males were taken to a different ward on the opposite side. We, the four of us, followed a staff member into a large room with rows of bunkbeds along the walls. They asked us to pick our own beds that weren’t already taken. As a typical teenager Luna chose a top bunk. I preferred to be on the bottom anyways, I needed to be grounded. This place reminded me too much of our last home. Luna was too young to remember that place, but I will never forget.

The staff member called us to stand at attention near the edge of our beds. “Ladies, you’ll find your pant and shirt set folded at the end of your bed. I will come around giving each of you a bracelet. If you’re a D.A.H. applicant, make sure you get the blue bracelet.” She stopped at each hybrid typing information on a tablet and printed to a sticker instantly. She pulled out a tamper resistant snap ID band and stuck the ID sticker onto the band. We were officially branded and tagged like cattle. The staff member was smart enough to locked it around the non-dominant hand. We were the only ones to have blue bands in our group. This was going to be a long two weeks.

The first week at the shelter wasn’t easy. I was often confused and mistook the shelter staff like I was living at the estate. The female staff was cattier than the cat hybrids themselves. Whenever I noticed a staff member harassing a hybrid, I stepped in mediating the situation. I would pull the hybrid away from the situation as calmly as possible. They often looked at me with a glare, but they didn’t know the taste of leather. I would often find myself watching from the two-way window in the interior hallway, peering into the “play room” at the hybrids to be adopted. I watched the children and adults congregate in the same room and observe as spectators would come by picking from the crop. In my short time here, I found out there was more green and only few blue bracelet holders. This made me stand by and watch the others. I would wonder, would that be a better option? Should I have chosen that life for myself and Luna again? Would I be happier? Somedays a few would leave, other days no one left. Luna came up behind me, squeezing me in a back hug, “Mama, what are you doing?” I looked at her and cupped her face rotating my thumb on the apples of her cheek, “nothing, my love. Let’s go back to our room, okay?” The innocent light within her never dimmed, even if the ones around her grew darker.

That night I couldn’t sleep, in fact I couldn’t sleep well ever since we’ve arrived. I tossed and turned in my bunk. Out of frustration I got up, sitting in my narrow bed. Everyone else was asleep, so I tipped toed towards the door and cracked it open. I needed a distraction. We weren’t allowed up to wander at night, so I stayed within the shadows. I listened and watched the hallway; stilling all my movements except to twist and turn my ears to listen for life. I closed the door further when I heard footsteps nearing. I left a sliver open and leaned my ear against the door eavesdropping into the soft murmur of the voices. “When is the order due?” A male voice asked, causing the other half of the pair to pause. “Soon, by tomorrow morning the latest. We won’t have enough hybrids to adopt out to the customer, so I’m thinking we can change some of the blues to green. It’s just a few hybrids, no one cares about them.” They laughed nudging the other, “you’re right; file it tonight then.”

I slumped to the floor as they rounded the corner. It was happening again. My eyes narrowed, ears flattened, and my tail curled around my waist. But not again, not this time, not ever. I rotated the bracelet around to the snaps and pulled and pulled making my wrist blister red until the plastic snapped. I tossed it under someone’s bed and jogged softly towards Luna. I climbed the short ladder and shook her awake whispering harshly, “wake up, Luna, wake up.” I couldn’t take everyone with me, so I had to get away and find help. She blinked lazily towards me, “Mama? What’s wrong?” I shushed her and climbed down. Over the banister I tossed her slip-on canvas shoes, and slipping mine on as quietly as possible, “put these on.” She put them on obediently, but still waited for me to answer her, “Mama, what’s going on?” I shushed her again and helped her climb down the ladder reducing sound as much as possible. I looked her in the eyes, “we have to leave, now.” Her eyes widened, “what’s wrong?” I shook my head, “later, just follow me.” I could tell she had a million questions, but there wasn’t time for that. We had to get out of here, and fast. The night staff were few compared to the regular day staff, so this was our only chance.

I pulled her behind me, tightening my sweaty hand in hers creeping towards the door again. During my time here, I’ve learned the hallways and the spaces of frequency; old habits die hard. I waited again for a second passing of the night watch. Once they rounded the corner and the steps were far enough, we crept into the hallway sticking to the wall. We edged closer to the main lobby, hiding in dark shadows of allowing staff to pass. Receptionist sat at the front desk, one of them was already asleep and the other had her face buried in a novel munching on treats. I was banking on their indifference to the world around them. The front door was right here!

I turned to Luna holding my finger up to my lip and pointed towards the door. She nodded and wrapped her tail around her waist tightly like mine. We crouched, creeping, step by step along the curve of the front desk. The front door was less than ten steps away, but it felt like a million miles away. I peeked over the edge of the desk making sure the two were still fully distracted and crouched again when the coast was clear.

With a silent deep breath, I held onto that and crept forward, fast and calculated towards freedom. I pushed the door open letting Luna go through first and looked back to make sure we still were in the clear. I crab walked out the door through the small crack out into the cold of the night. I allowed the door to close holding it carefully with two hands, but it wasn’t silent. It dinged close. My heart dropped, so I abandoned stealth and grabbed Luna’s hand and ran into the night. I caught a brief glimpse of the receptionist dropping her book in shock pointing towards us, “Stop right there!”

It wasn’t long before I heard the barking of hounds following us and sirens. We had to get away, we’re not livestock! We ran through the empty streets passing by neon illuminated store front signs. The small, suburban downtown ended after a few blocks, falling into a residential area. I pulled Luna with me towards a home, jumping over the fence into someone’s back yard. I figured it would be harder to chase if they had to go through obstacles. We hoped over a few more fences, trailing through different yards, and ended up on another side street. There was a dense tree line just beyond the homes, so I yelled to Luna, “Luna, keep running baby. Don’t slow down okay!” In pants she mumbled out a sound similar to yes and kept towards the forest.

We kept moving forward driven by the sounds of the dogs. Our feet tripped and slipped every now then, but our momentum and will was stronger. My heart was beating so fast, all sounds just blended and rang into a high pitch white noise. To our side we could see the flickering of flashlights in the distance, so I clenched my teeth harder and thrusted with all my might. We ran and ran until we passed a patch of mud. I stopped Luna asking her to follow my lead. I ripped her badge with my trembling hands. Our thin, canvas scrubs carried our scents, if we leave them here we can gain an advantage. When we were fully stripped, I buried the contents under some tree foliage. The air was crisp against our nude bodies, but it would help mislead the hounds. I picked up mud and began rubbing it all over her then myself haphazardly. This wouldn’t help for long, but it was something. Luna’s scent was dulled to my sensitive nose. I grabbed her hand again and began running again. My thighs screamed in protest, but this was something that quickly became secondary. The further into the forest the frantic sounds became nothing more than a distant echo. We slowed when the sounds were silent and the only thing we could hear, and smell was ourselves. I searched around our standing for something to act like a shelter. In search I noticed a rock configurated that had a small cave. I lead her into the cavern after checking for any dangers and held Luna close to me. We were both panting and trembling. I cupped over our mouths attempting to silence our breathes. I pet her head in comfort. My muscles ached from overuse and lungs felt like they were on fire. I waited and waited for hours for the hounds and pound officers, but none came by.

I slumped to the floor carrying Luna with me. She was already fast asleep on my chest, so I shifted carefully. I found sleep difficult, waking up at every small sound. When day broke, I watched for a while, until the sun was in the sky. We eased out of the cave inspecting our surroundings. Luna finally ask me through a groggy voice, “why are we running Mama?” Without looking back, “they wanted to sell us again.” She remains silent but caught up to me sliding her hand in mine. She whispered, “I love you, Mama.” I smiled choking back the knot in my throat, “forever and always.”

We walked for miles and through the trees we noticed a cabin. Behind the cabin clothes hung on a clothes line fresh laundry filling the area with fresh aromas. We hid behind trees watching for any sign of life in the windows. When I noticed no movement I commanded, “stay here. I’ll get us some clothes.” She whined but let go of my hand to cling to the oak tree. I stepped towards the house watching carefully, stayed light on my toes. The dried mud on my skin made my moves rigid, but gave me some camouflage.

I crept through a dead garden and came up to the drying laundry. I unhooked a damp, long shirt, I was able to smell the male owner still on it and looked for anything else to fit. I heard the backdoor creak open and an older woman stepped out. She dropped her basket and uttered, ”oh! Oh my, hello.” I stepped back hissing at her clutching the once clean shirt to my dirty body. In a calm, collected voice, “I mean no harm, dear. I want to help you. Don’t run, please.” I didn’t trust her and just kept creeping backwards stepping over dead vegetation. She began, “I—I once had a daughter named Aure. She was like you, a shifter…but she’s been gone for a while. I can’t sit back and do nothing about it again. My husband is gone. Let me help you.” I paused, mulling over her words. She had someone like us. Maybe, we could trust her. I relaxed a bit straightening up from my hunched position. I looked towards Luna and the older woman clues in, “oh, you have a friend?” I didn’t respond, but she nods anyways, “they’re more than welcome to come as well.”

Luna emerged from behind the tree coming to cling to me. I turned to the old woman,” can we please get some clothing and we’ll be on our way?” She scrunches her brows, “that’s nonsense. You must wash up first, then I will give you something to wear.” I hesitated, but Luna was trembling violently from the cold. I couldn’t let her get sick. I complied then, “okay, thank you.” She led us into the empty house directing us towards the bathroom. I’ve never smelled this heavenly combination of cinnamon and vanilla before, somehow, it felt like home; even if I never knew what that was like, I just knew. “Let me take that shirt from you dear, I will put fresh clothing outside the door for you both. Aure left some clothing here, I’m sure you’ll fit her stuff, so collect it when you’re done.” I nodded to her waiting for the moment of change in her, but it never came. I offered another thank you and slipped into the bathroom. I even locked the door to ease my conscious.

We showered together ensuring that every last bit of mud went down the drain, and as promised fresh clothes was outside the door. We walked into the living room where the older woman was knitting happily. We stood a bit away, and I told her, “thank you, we’ll be going now.” She tsked to herself stopping her fast pace technique, “eat before you leave. I’m not letting you go knowing I didn’t feed you.” Luna’s and my stomach growled giving away our stance on leaving easily. She laughed and pointed with a knitting needle, “I prepared some sandwiches, please feel free to eat them they’re on the table.”

We meandered over and sniffing the sandwiches for anything strange, but when there was nothing alarming. Both of us chow down like vacuum cleaners. The four sandwiches turned into nothing , not even crumbs. The older woman shuffled into the dining area, “I like it when a woman can eat.” She sits next to us and Luna thanked the woman for her kindness personally, twitching her ears and purring lightly. I bowed politely to her, “thank you so much.” She waves her hand to us,” if you thank me one more time honey, you’re going to run out of thanks to give. Now tell me, where are you both heading?” I sit and think about it, “I don’t know exactly… I know we want to go to the police station in the city? We need to talk to an officer there, he can help us.” She nodded in thought, carefully listening to each word, “my husband is out on a fishing trip with friends, I can give you a ride to the city. It’s not that far.” My eyes bulged, “oh, no, that would be too much.” She scowls, “no, I insist, give this old woman a reason to have an adventure, dear.” Luna smiled and laughed, the older woman laughed along with her pinching Luna’s cheeks. Luna asked, “ma’am, what is your name?” The older woman wrinkles deepened and her smile lines extended softly, “call me Nana.”

It isn’t long before Nana has us in the cabin of the pickup truck. Luna sat in the middle chatting away with Nana as we drove to the city. Once Luna fell asleep on my shoulder, the she spoke candidly, “she must be special to you?” With a hum I cooed, “yes, she’s my daughter.” The older woman hummed back in approval, “children are a blessing…you don’t have to answer, but why were you out there?” I remained silent watching the tree pass by rapidly and stared at the random shapes of the clouds in the dark sky. As I watched the world flash by, “I was owned by the devil for years and I was rescued. The shelter we were at temporarily…they wanted to sell us off again.” Again, the older woman hummed in though mumbling off, “I hope Aure found somewhere were she belongs.” I didn’t know who Aure may be, but I sympathize, if I lost Luna it would be the end of me.

The rest of the ride was quiet except for the dull voice of the radio announcer. The tree line slowly turned into cityscape. The buildings we passed by a week ago all become familiar again. The older woman drove until she reached the parking lot of the downtown station. She parked in pick up/drop off section. I woke Luna, “love, we’re here, wake up.” The small Kitten stirred awake mumbling and wiped drool off her chin. I turned to our host, who had adoration in her eyes, “thank you for everything. I don’t know how I’ll be every able to repay you.” Not changing her expression, “you don’t ever have to. Live well and that’ll be enough for me.” Luna hugged her, “thank you Nana.” I opened the rusted door allowing us both to hit concrete. We watched until she rounded the corner and bracing ourselves for the worst walked towards the entrance of the station. I clenched Luna’s hand tightly in mine. I wasn’t sure if it was for her, or myself. I knew one thing and one things only: we needed to find officer Jeon.

We walked up the steep steps melting into the bustle of the station after reading a directory. We rounded a corner, flowing into a hallway that opened up to the busy office. In each department police men and women were chanting back and forth, and of course the burnt-out officers slept at their desk. I read the overhanging signs as we walked past the others. I smelled them before we read the familiar words: Hybrid Unit. I led Luna towards the desk, where hybrids were hard at work at their desk. Officer Wang looks up first from his computer and did a double take when he saw us both, “Kitties? What are you doing here?” His call interrupted everyone watching as pairs of eyes fell on the both of you in succession. My eyes land on the handsome buck.

I wanted to stay strong, but I couldn’t do it anymore. I started crying letting the tears blur my vision, finally letting it all go. All officers approach, but one particular bunny shoved his way through and engulfed me in a tight hug. I sobbed into the chest of the bunny and his hand eased up and down my back to comfort. His warmth reminded me of how I felt at NaNa’s home. He looked over to Luna, “are you okay kiddo?” She nodded tearing up herself hiccupping slightly. He looked over to the team, “guys, can you take care of her for a bit?” Officer Wang and Kim went into action and escorted her towards their desk. He keeps soothing me whispering soft coos of safety and it’s all going to be okay. When my sobs died down, he asked in a rush, “Y/N, what’s wrong? Why are you here? Why are you not at the shelter?”

I pulled away from the bunny with my ears flat, I couldn’t speak yet. I stared straight ahead and noticed his shirt was stained with my tears. “I’m sorry about your shirt, I didn’t—I didn’t mean—,” I rambled on not quite aware of the question he asked. He shakes my shoulders a bit, “Y/N, it’s fine, but why, why are you here?” I look up at him with rosy cheeks and dark circles, “they, they wanted to sell us too. They said that they didn’t have enough, so we were going too.” I begin sobbing halfway through the confession. Jungkook brought me into his embrace again, tighter than before. His ears dropped against this head. He knew he should’ve pursued it further, he should’ve never let any of you leave. He hugged you tighter yet, “I’m sorry Y/N. I really am, I’m so, so sorry.”

He lets you cry it out until you don’t have any tears left and are just dry heaving. He didn’t think he’d ever see the sun dim, but today there were clouds and rain. He sat you in front of his desk asking you to wait a second. He reports to his Captain, letting him know they can’t wait on those claims anymore. Captain Im nods along then comes over to you, he crouched down to my level and sweetly spoke, “I’m very sorry that happened to you Ms. Y/L/N. I promise that our team will do everything in our power to prevent anything like that from happening again. For tonight, we will direct you and Luna to another shelter.” My eyes widen looking towards Jungkook, who placed a hand on my shoulder reassuringly, “don’t worry Y/N. This time it’ll be different.”

I stand up knocking the chair over with a crack in my voice, “how will it be different? I don’t think the next time it’ll be different. Those people are all the same!” Jungkook tried to reason with me, but I didn’t want reason, I wanted justice. His foot thumped lightly and grinded his teeth. The last thing he wanted was for you to feel unsafe. His bunny ears loose some of their spunk, “Y/N, this is a promise. My friend, he can take you in! Remember, I tried sending you there last time? He’s a hybrid himself. He owns a shelter.” The Rottweiler raised his brows at Cotton tail’s bold claim but shrugged letting him dig his own grave.

I relaxed a bit, a hybrid and a shelter owner? The Rottweiler stood up patting my shoulder, “not all humans are terrible and not all beings are either. We promise Ms. Y/L/N, we will take care of you.” I’m left with Jungkook, who was still grinding his teeth. In embarrassment I lowered my head, “I’m sorry for my behavior.” I curled my tail around me, making myself smaller any way possible. His teeth stopped chattering and he approached me with a raised hand and out of instinct I winced. He pet my head gently raking his hands against my scalp, an unexpected long purr escaped my throat. I choked back in embarrassment, but he laughed letting go, “Y/N, please, I will protect you.”

I wanted him to keep petting me. I stared at his hand waiting for more, but it never came as he rounded his desk. I whined softly, and his ears twitched at the sound, “are you hurt Y/N?” I snap out of my want for affection, blushing violently, and shook my head in a no. Jungkook stared a moment too long, he wanted to pet her longer. To feel her snow-white ears between his fingers and teach you that there is more to life. They looked so soft, like clouds. He looked at the clock, “I’ll give my friend a call and get you a place to stay there. For the meanwhile, stay in the station. Would you like to sleep in a cell? It’ll give you and Luna some privacy.” My eyes water slightly again, I didn’t want to stay in a cell again, “can we please just stay in the waiting room? I don’t want to sleep in a cell anymore.” That broke his heart. Jungkook looked away from you for a moment, re-centering himself. He may be a strong, tough person, but this was chipping away at him. It felt like everything he was doing for you was wrong. He nodded towards you and glimpsed towards a giggling Luna with a smile, “yes, you can. I’ll check up on you frequently. We’ll go in the morning.” He stood with you holding out his pinky. I tilted my head in confusion examining his hand, “is something wrong with your hand officer Jeon?” He was a bit taken a back then laughed, “hold out your hand too, just like mine.” I complied even though his request was odd. He laced his pinky with mine locking the hold, “this is a pinky promise. This is something you can’t ever break, no matter what. This is my promise to you Y/N. I will protect you.” I smiled and tightened my pinky in his, “it’s a promise Jungkook.”

I let Luna play with the officers until she got bored. I leaned up against a wall closing my eyes trying to find some peace. Officer Kim and came over with Luna fiddling with some paper origami. I sat up straight, blinking away the tiredness and outstretched my arms to receive the happy-go-lucky kitten. She fell into place, “Mama, look I made a flower, do you like it?” I hummed and groggily replied, “you really made that all on your own?” She shook her head, “no, officer Tuan showed me how. He has a lot around his desk.” I pet her head and turned towards the officers, “thank you for watching her.” Officer Kim’s tail was wagging, “no problem, I like having her around, please come by more often.” I laughed ruffling her hair, she has them wrapped around her finger. Officer Jeon spoke up, “Y/N, we will be out for a bit. When I come back, l’ll take you to your new temporary home.” I nodded genuinely wishing, “be safe.” Jungkook’s ears came to life saluting Y/N as they walked away. Kim pulled Jungkook under his arm locking him in place giving him a well-deserved knucklehead sandwich. I could hear echoes of laughter chiming. It brought me comfort knowing that they guard the city.

I woke up in an awkward position crinkled into a make shift pretzel with Luna using my lap as a pillow. I opened my eyes as a casually dressed officer Jeon approached us. “Morning sleepy heads. Here, eat this before we leave.” I mumbled back something similar to a greeting and took the breakfast sandwiches from him. I wake Luna handing her a sandwich. Jungkook watched you with a onset grin on his face as you waited for Luna to eat first before you did. After a good bite I asked him, “did you eat?” He stopped mid gulp of his coffee, not expecting that question. “Oh, I’m fine I already ate,“ in fact he ate two for himself. I eyed him skeptically but ate continuously, not completely willing to let go of my meal. He almost choked again at Y/N’s cute side eye. This cat would be the death of him.

Once everyone was ready to go, the brigade waved you all off asking you to visit them, especially Luna. Jungkook let me ride next to him in the passenger seat. I looked around taking in the millions of gadgets like a child in a candy shop. He drove off complete amused. It took twenty minutes to reach the shelter because of traffic. This time around it looked like a home rather than an industrial building repurposed. Everything about the place felt inviting. Jungkook parked allowing us to follow him to the entrance. The estate was large with four floors and a yard. Jungkook neared the receptionist introducing himself and asking for a man named “Jin.” The woman directed you all out to the backyard. Jungkook waved his hand signaling us to follow him. His tail was swishing back in forth through a cut in his skinny jeans.

The sun was blinding as I walked hand in hand with Luna out the back doors. They weren’t metal, but a friendly, white door, the type you see in homes. Jungkook turned back to me smiling, “he should be just around here.” I followed behind the buck, stepping with caution, Luna always slightly behind my back. I walked off the cement trailing through lush, green grass towards a jungle gym. Children screamed about in delight swinging, climbing, sliding all around in happiness. Even when one of them tripped they still carried a wide grin on their face helping the fallen one up. The buck suddenly picked up speed towards one of the adults, lighting up, “Jin! Jin!” The tall, broad shouldered man turned around exposing his round, brown ears in the typical brown bear fashion. Two sugar gliders hung off his arms giggling as they roamed around him, climbing him like a tree. He tried to calm them, but they kept whizzing around him like cars on a racetrack. Despite the chaos, he seemed to be used to their antics. Jungkook got closer to the bear, “hyung, I brought your newest guest.” Jin turned to us, the apprehension in my eyes sticking out like a sore thumb, smiling beautifully. “Hello, welcome home.”

Copyright 2018 © by magicalsalamander. All rights reserved.

[cielpurrple]

MAKE ME 18

Pairing: Jimin x Reader Word count: 5055 Warnings: Mentions of alcohol

After your stroll at the arboretum, you went to dinner at a nearby restaurant. The two of you enjoyed some more time together and after that, he took you home.

When you arrived, he even took his time to walk you until the front door.

“I just wanted to say that I enjoyed tonight,” You gave him a sincere smile which he reciprocated by clutching his heart and smiling cutely at you.

“I’m glad that you appreciate my efforts, princess.” He replied.

��Drive safely,” you said as you let go of his hand.

“I will. And I’ll call you when I get home,” he looked at you with a sweet smile.

You waved at him and when he’s inside his car, you enetered the house and went to your bedroom to change clothes but since it’s you, you’ll have your way to the bathroom and spend a good amount of time relaxing while cleaning yourself and this time, you chose the the bubble bath  that’s vanilla scented.

You returned to your bedroom dressed in pink pajamas,  one of his grandmother’s present for you this Christmas. You really love the soft and light feeling of the fabric against your skin and it makes you warm at the same time.

You dried your hair and called your mother but the one who answered is your father.

[Yes, Hello?]

“Hey dad, how are you?”

[We’re fine, great even. Our vacation there made us miss home.]

“I miss the house too.” you pouted.

[Ah, really? I doubt it, how are you and ahem, Jimin living together?] he probed.

“Well, we’re not together yet dad, not after his graduation.”

[Oh, I see.] he said with a hint of relief.

[I know it’s still a holiday for students but don’t stay late too much,] he added.

“Don’t worry dad, I won’t. Say hello to mom and Potchi for me, oh and tell them I miss them too,” you said.

[I will. Good night love.]

“’night dad,”

There you ended the call.

You don’t know how long you stared at the ceiling, you can’t sleep. What you did instead was to turn on one side and stare at your memory wall. Identical with Jimin’s on the next room.

Then it hit you, you haven’t even had a chance to do some christmas shopping, it made you sat down in an instant.

“Ah, I forgot their gifts and it’s almost new year,” you sighed, but an idea popped into your mind, and went downstairs.

You checked if there’s enough ingredients for your planned gift but you’re lacking some  so you changed and headed outside.

You rushed towards the grocery and looked for the items that you need. You’re reaching for some baking powder but you couldn’t reach it when somebody hovered behind you and handed you a pack.

“Here you go,” he said.

You turned around and you recognized him but you cannot recall his name. He flashed a bright smile and walked away.

As you wrap up your shopping, you tried recalling his name, and when you began to walk back, you remembered.

He was the one who ‘bought’ you on the auction.

“Hoseok? Jung Heosok.” You whispered to yourself. Then you noticed a vhicle slowly approached you, you started walking faster.

It honked once at you, so you gripped your phone, ready to dial the police hotline.

You heard the enigine died, then the car door slam, you wanted to run but your legs doesn’t cooperate.

You now heard footsteps, then when you couldn’t take it, you looked back.

It’s Hoseok.

“Hey, sorry I didn’t recognized you until I remembered where I’ve seen you,” he said while huffing.

“Jung Hoseok right? Do you need something from me?” you tried staring at his eyes.

Again, he gave you a birght smile, as if he’s embarrassed.

“Ah, no, no, I was just concerend, a lady walking at this hour and weather, that’s all.” He explained.

“Ah you don’t have to worry, my house is just around here. Thanks for the concern by the way, goonight,” you ended the conversation there and walked towards the entrance where your house is.

On the other hand, Hoseok just watch you as you walk away from him.

As you reach home, you immediately locked the doors and checked the other doors if it’s locked. A sense of security made you focus on what you’re planning to do.

You prepared all the ingredients and other tools while you preheat the oven and began making your personalized gifts for them.

After several tasting of the batter, when you think it’s perfect, you formed it into different shapes.

You made three batches and all of it has different flavors which are vanilla, chocolate, and lemon.

When it’s already cooled down into room temperature, you began decorating it, chilling it for some time and finally placing it into cute paper bags.

“It’s done!” you smiled to yourself proudly. It’s already morning when you finish everything including cleaning up so when you hit the mattress, you instantly fell asleep.

When you woke up, there are several missed calls from Jimin and a bunch of texts from him, Jungkook, and Taehyung. Even Jin sent you two. You  replied to them as fast as you could when Jimin called in.

“Hey,” you greeted him.

[Are you okay? I’ve been messaging and calling you,] he sounded worried.

You smiled as you heard his words, making you feel quite warm inside.

“I’m okay, I just stayed a little bit late, that’s why I just woke up,” you responded.

[Oh, okay, get ready, we’re going somewhere. Wear something nice but comfortable for you, I’ll be there as soon as I can.] he said.

“Okay, but let me strectch and have my hot chocolate first, okay?” you bargained.

[Anything for you, princess. I’ll see you later.]

He hang up.

So you run downstairs to enjoy a cup of warm hot chocolate and took a bath. You looked at your closet and decided to wear jeans and a nice blouse and a cute pastel colored coat. You put on a little bit of color on your lips and let your hair down. When you went downstairs, you placed your gifts on a larger paper bag so if in case you’ll be meeting the boys, you can hand it over to them.

A few minutes has passed and you heard a car honked followed by the sound of the gates opening, and a knock on your door.

And just to make sure, you asked who it is, and of course it’s none other than Jimin.

“Looking good baby, ready to go?” he smiled.

You nodded and he automatically linked his hands to yours.

You did not bother asking him as to where you two are going, you knew that he’d just either smile or give you funny faces as an answer. Probably at the mall or he just wanted to hang out but you were wronged when he turned on a different direction. Not the one you usually take going to the mall or to Taehyung’s.

A few minutes have passed and your eyes are greeted with nothing but residential alleyways, a few expensive looking establishments and higher walls and tall gates.

You looked at him, and it seems that he’s relaxed. As you watch him drive, you can’t resist to stare at him and admire how handsome he is.

“Stop staring princes, it’s kinda rude.” he said while a smirk formed on his lips.

“I-I’m not staring! Can you tell me where are we going?” you tried to change the subject.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” he said as he slowly turned, a tall gate facing you. It automatically opened, so Jimin entered the property. The people dressed in what you think is a uniform for security, showed respect to him by giving him a salute, which he returned with a nod. Your eyes starts to wander and admire the place that’s insanely spacious.

When the engine died, he unbuckled his seatbelt and went to your side to guide you out. He clasped your hand and closed the door. He guided you to the marble set of stairs so you can enter the front door.

“Don’t tell me this is your house,” you whispered.

He smiled at you as he shook his head.

“Well, this is my house too technically, but this is not the house that I live in,” he said.

“Oh, so what are we doing here then?” you asked.

“Let’s get inside so you can find out,” he replied.

As he pushed the door, several people in uniforms are in line, as if they’re expecting Jimin. They greeted him and as the two of you pass, you remained looking at the sparkling tiled floor. ‘When the line of people’ was at it’s end, that’s the time you looked around and noticed that the place was designed in a western manner, everything looks so elegant and expensive.

“Are you pranking me, Jimin?” you asked.

“Pranking? What are you talking about, princess?” he asked confused.

You’re about to give him a long response but you were quickly shut down when you heard a group of people coming from upstairs.

The familiar voice of his grandmother giving orders in a businesslike manner make you admire the old lady even more.

She was in the middle of telling one of the people something about her investments when she landed her eyes on the both of you, her features changed into the bright and cheerful ‘gram’ that you know.

It’s as if she gained tons of energy, she tried going down as fast as she could, making several of her ‘medical team’ panic and rushed towards her. When she reached the landing, you just looked at her, too shy to do anything in front of many people.

“What are you two standing there, I didn’t run from up there just to earn a stare. Come on, give gram a hug!” she exclaimed.

Jimin autoamtically went to her and do fulfilled her request, giving his grandmother a tight hug and she responded with hugging him back and patting his back. When she noticed that you’re still not moving, she called you.

“And what are you doing there, darling? Give gram a hug.” She said.

You smiled at her and slowly embraced the old lady but she instead pulled you and hugged you tightly.

“I am so happy for the both of you.” she whispered.

“Thank you, gram.” You replied.

“I’m getting jealous, gram. I want my girlfriend back,” Jimin said behind you two.

You almost died in embarrassment when you heard his remark, you wanted to kick him on his leg while his grandmother laughed. She guided you to the living room, which is adorned with even more beautiful pieces of furniture. Most of it are with embellishments of gold and floral patterns.

Jimin found his place on one of the cushioned chairs while his grandmother brought you to the victorian styled sofa.

“I am so glad that Jimin finally took you here,” she smiled as she grabbed your hands.

“I’m very happy to see you agan too, gram.” You honestly replied.

“Oh, your parents, did they enjoyed their vacation here?”

“Yes, yes they did. They’re always out, availing all of what’s on their package. Thank you.” you said.

A few minutes has passed and she started sharing funny stories about Jimin which made you think of funny ways to tease him later.

He excused himself when he received an incoming call so you two ladies were left alone. She stood up and invited you on a house tour. She enthusiastically introduced you to her staffs in whichever part she showed you until she brought you to the garden she’s been talking about ever since she began the tour.

And timely, the food’s just being served as you approach the beautiful outdoor table.

After all of the people who served you food left, she began making tea.

“I’ve heard about Jimin’s plans on you, moving in with him,” she said as she poured tea on two cups.

Your lips were pursed as you listen to her, since you don’t know what to say, you just looked down.

“He asked permission from me properly and I said ‘yes’ to him,” she added.

Your gaze suddenly looked for the older lady’s expression and it showed pure love.

“R-really, gram?” was all you could say to her.

“Yes, really. I know that my precious grandson is in good hands when he’s with you, and dear, I know that you’re a good girl that’s why I said yes.” She said.

“But, you will not move in until he graduates. Can you wait until then?” she looked aand sounded serious this time.

“Yes gram, I understand.” You replied.

She smiled at you and handed you a dessert plate when you remembered your gift.

You handed it to her and you were happy as she excitedly opened it and she was so happy receiving a set of cookies that she agreed that looked like her. She tasted the vanilla flavored one and she enjoyed it very much, making you very happy as well.

You were enjoying your cake when Jimin came back, smiling in an instant as he approaches the table.

“I hoped you enjoyed this day with her, gram.” He said as he sat beside you, hold your hands and kissed it, which you quickly pulled back due to embarrassment.

The old lady only gave you a hearty laugh when she saw your reaction.

“Yes son, I had a wonderful time with her. And I hope this will be frequent.” She said as she rub your back.

“We should get going gram, it’s getting dark.” he stood up, and offered you his hand which you gladly took. You then offered a hand to the old lady.

“What a nice lady. Good choice, my dear.” She winked at you and the three of you laughed.

She walked you two from the garden until the main entrance. Her medical team forbid her to go outside anymore so  she just waved goodbye to you as you leave her house.

You were quiet ever since you left the old lady’s house when Jimin suddenly broke the silence.

“Talk to me, princess?”

“Oh, okay, I enjoyed today. Your grandmother is reall nice,” you replied.

“She mentioned out plan, yeah?” his eyes focused on the road.

“Yes, and she told me that I’m not gonna move until you graduated, just like what you’ve told me.”

You noticed Jimin’s face became serious so you assured him that it won’t be that long.

He didn’t actually returned you home but instead, you went to Taehyung’s house to hang out.

You gave Taehyung his present and just as expected, he jumped for joy when you told him that you made it. Jungkook seemed to be happy as well receiving some rabbit – shaped cookies with chocolate chips for eyes.

You approached Yoongi who’s upstairs and when you gave him his gift, he showed you a cute gummy smile which made you feel a lot more comfortable around him.

When Jin came around midnight, he was so happy receiving the cookies from you that shaped like clouds, he added some facial features and it turned into an alpaca whom he claimed that he somewhat looked like and it would never leave your mind anymore.

They began enjoying alcohol around thr time Jin came but you feel sleepy so you told them that you’ll just take a rest.

When you woke up, it was surprisingly quiet so you checked the boys and you saw Jimin sleeping on the couch, in a curled  position. When you saw this, you quickly came back to the guest room and grabbed the blanket and put it over him. You checked the fridge for food and you began preparing breakfast for them.

You heard footsteps and when you turned, a sleepy Yoongi waved at you.

“Good morning, breakfast’s almost ready,” you said to him as you placed bread on the toaster.

The smell of coffee made Yoongi smile a bit and his eyes began to open.

He went to the coffee machine and poured himself some, went to the counter and watched you.

“Ah perfect, thank you.” he commented.

Yoongi didn’t left you but instead helped you in preparing breakfast. He assigned himself in making the toast and chopping some sausages that you added in the omelette that you made he kept quiet most of the time.

You just smiled at him and returned into finishing your task in preparing food for hungry and boys with hangovers.

“It’s done, thank you Yoongi for helping.” You looked at him with a smile on your face.

“Anytime, ah I don’t think they’d be awake soon, I’ll go upstairs wanna come?” he asked.

You nod and followed him. The two of you stayed at a shaded area. You took a seat on one of the end of the bench while he took the other side.

He cleard his throat and looked into your direction.

“I hope I wouldn’t looke like I’m meddling but how—how did you knew you had feelings for Jimin?”

It was a question you always think he would drop but not in the way that he said it. His manner of saying it is careful and full of respect so you don’t mind answering him.

“We had a rough start by the way-- he tried flirting  with me which got me into different kinds of trouble, plus my friendly relationship with Taehyung and Jungkook—“ you shook your head and chuckled as you recalled what happened. “---it was the time when he ignored me and showed me he’s having a great time with another girl.” You began.

You watch him lean towards your direction, all of his attention’s on you.

“I tried denying it but when I saw a girl danced in a provocative way towards him, I realized that I was being jealous. He’s not hard to love you know.” you ended.

Yoongi seemed to be satisfied on your answer, he nods with a smile.

“I am glad you’re getting comfortable around me,” he said.

“Well, you’re not that bad. Just don’t do it again, okay?” you playfully said to him.

He nods and the both of you shared a small laugh.

When you came down, Jin is already awake, a toast on his mouth. He greeted you with a wave and you smiled back.

After that, Taehyung appeared behind you and hugged you. You hugged him back, as well as Jungkook.

“That boyfriend of yours will not wake up unless you literally shout at his face.” Jungkook said in between his mouthfuls of omelette.

“Or shout at his ear,” Jin added.

You sat on the carpeted area near his face and tried to wake him up but you failed.

“See? Just shout at him.” Jungkook said.

You continued waking him up until he opened his eyes gently. His face brightens when he saw you.

“Good morning Jiminie,” you smiled at him.

“Hey, princess. Is everybody awake?” he looked at you.

You nod in response and pointed behind him.

When he looked back, the two of you were greeted by funny comments from Jungkook who’s chanting: ‘get a room, make out already!’

After you ate breakfast, you stayed for a little bit to clean up but Taehyung said that they’ll take over from there. So, you and Jimin went to your house.

When you arrived, he again opened the car door for you, just like what he did on his grandmother’s house.

You walked slowly as he joined you, holding your hand. He even helped you unlock the door so you wouldn’t let go of his hand.

“Aren’t you coming in?” you expect that he would this time.

“I can make breakfast again, I know what you ate is not enough,” you tried to convince him.

“Sure, baby.” He smiled at you.

“Really, you’re staying?” you confirmed and when he nodded, you smiled widely and pulled him inside.

“Make yourself at home while I make breakfast okay?” after that you rushed to the kitchen, quickly putting on some apron, letting the stove warm up, as you pull items from the fridge. You didn’t notice that he’s on the counter, eyeing your every move.

“Don’t rush baby, you might get hurt.” He said behind you.

You just replied a ‘yes’ without looking at him while you make pancakes for the two of you so he wouldn’t see the blush that resulted by calling you ‘baby’.

When you’re done, you two transferred to the table and sat beside each other. You added some strawberries on his plate while yours are blueberries.

“Sorry I wasn’t able to join you guys last night—“ you said as you divide your three layered pancake into small little triangles “—I got tired I don’t know why,” you explained.

“That’s alright, you might have given them several injuries if you were awake last night.” He simled.

“Why, did they made fun of us again?” you looked at him.

“Yeah,” he replied.

He asked for a taste of  your pancake and you pushed your plate to his derection. He liked it, so you ended up exchanging.

He helped you clean up and this made you feel a little sad because you knew in a few more minutes, he’ll leave.

But were surprised that he even turned on the TV and started looking for something to watch.

When he saw you, he pat the empty spot beside him so you sat down there, your eyes on the TV.

The both of you agreed to watch The Space Between Us.

As the movie began, you watch him get focused on the show. He looked so cute whenever he looked serious about something. Then you watch him run his hand trhough is hair, which you always find so attractive to watch.

“Stop staring baby, that’s kinda rude,” he combed his hair as he looked at you. And you felt something inside, it made you gulp.

“Was I staring? I just glanced at you and you’re telling me that I’m staring?” you tried concealing your embarrassment.

“Yes you are, can’t get enough of this?” he placed his hands on both of his cheeks and winked at you which made you roll your eyes.

“C’mon admit it,” he teased.

“No, I just glanced—“ he began tickling you. You tried catching his hands or blocking it but he’s fast and stronger than you. He didn’t stop when you fell on the carpeted floor but tickled you more instead.

Until you both noticed that he’s on top of you, he looked serious while you a huff.

“I swear, I didn’t stared at you please stop tickling me,” you said as you wipe the tear from too much laughing.

“Okay, let’s get you back up,” he held your hands and he pulled you with slight force so you’re now on a sitting position but, instead of pulling you up, he closed the distance from your face to his and he started kissing you.

Your hands automatically travelled to his face, while he began moving his lips in a slow manner, he adjusted his hand and placed one at the back of your neck, the other at the small of your back. He slowly pushed you towards him, so you adjusted, your legs in between his thighs. His kisses starts to hasten up, your hands now locked on his neck, as you try to keep up. He then added some tongue, this was his first time doing this and you instantly let him in, and you didn’t regret for the sensation that it gave you was satisfying.

You were both panting when you stopped, quite shy about what you did but as you look at him, it made you feel relieved that he was smiling.

“I’ve been controlling myself since yesterday, I haven’t got a chance to kiss you,” he admitted.

Instead of saying anything, you traced his lips that’s a little red from the makeout session that you just did and gave him another peck, which made him smile wider.

“Ah, I can’t get enough of you, princess,” he whispered in your ear.

His hot breath ignited something inside of you once again. Whatever it is, you’re not sure.

“As much I wanted to stay and cuddle here with you, I must do some things,” he said as he stood up and grabbed his jacket.

“Okay, take care,” you smiled at him and he kissed you on the cheek and left.

When you’re sure he’s away, you palced your hands on your cheeks.

“Ah, Park Jimin, what are you doing to me?” you said to yourself.

It has been two days since Jimin came to hang out and it’s New Year’s Eve. You don’t know what you’d prepare since you expect that you’ll just gonna celebrate by yourself. You made your way to the grocery and you’re overwhelmed by the volume of people busy buying probably for their celebration later so you didn’t bother to go inside but went to the mall instead.

You’re busy checking some cute stuffs at the department store when somebody hugged you from behind, her sweet scent was a giveaway, it’s Z.

“Heya, unnie,” you greeted her.

“Ow, how’dya know?” she pouted.

You just smiled at her and hugged her properly which she happliy returned.

She linked her arms with you, as if you were supposed to spend the day with her.

“Are you busy? Stay with unnie until lunch, please?” she begged.

“I was just strolling and probably gonna buy a cake for later, but okay, I’ll stay with you.” you replied.

She  led the way and started picking up clothes that matched her taste. You’re all giggles and smiles until you two went inside an expensive brand of intimates.

You studied several pieces and most of them are with lace and suddenly, your mind began thinking about something, which made your face heat up.

“Which style is better?” Z looked at you as she showed you one that’s plain, and the other, with intricate design.

You pointed the plain one and as she looked around, you find a piece that you kinda liked. You approached it, and looked at the price, you knew it’ll be expensive but not to the point that it should cost more than what you earn at the atelier.

When Z’s done, she treated you for lunch, she told you she’s graduating soon so you congratulated her.

When you part ways, you stayed inside the mall to look for an affordable cake when Taehyung called you.

[Don’t bother looking for cakes, Jin – hyung will be at home later. Expect he’ll bring a lot of food.] he said.

You looked around to spot him but you couldn’t.

“So, where are you?”

[Behind you.]

So you looked behind you, and saw him waving from the other side. He told you to stay so you did. It’s not just him but he’s with Yoongi.

“Hey, Yoongi.” You greeted him.

He gave you a nod and made a space for you in between them.

Taehyung told you that they’re there to buy beer for later. He invited you to celebrate New Year’s at his house and you gladly agreed.

You went back home so you can look more decent for the party later, with the hopes that Jimin would be there.

Jin came to pick you up.

When you arrived, they’re already in a festive mood, and you quickly felt excited for the coming year.

You helped in preparing the foods while the others cleared the snow upstairs.

You finished cooking some food around 6PM so you still have time to rest. You took a picture of Taehyung’s kitchen and sent it to your parents telling them you miss them and you’re fine.

You played some video gams with Jungkook to kill the time but you fell asleep as soon as you became comfortable. Taehyung took a picture of you, and immediately sent it to Jimin.

[To: Jimin-hyung

Sleeping Beauty in the house for NYE party later!

Photo1001]

[From: Jimin

I’m coming. Just let me finish my business here.]

Taehyung smiled triumphantly and let you sleep in peace as tried to shush Jungkook as he played.

You were woken up by Jin, when you looked at the clock, it’s 10: 30PM.

You freshened up, and get back into playing with Jungkook once again until Taehyung told you to go upstairs.

You all danced and sang to different songs that played. Indeed, it’s a lot of fun.

“Alright, ten minutes until new year!” Jin announced.

You’re all cheering and laughing until the last minute came.

“Ten, nine, eight,--“ Jungkook chased Taehyung for putting a chunk of snow at his back. You giggled as you watched them.

As you count to one, somebody pulled you and kissed you, just in time for the fireworks to illuminate the sky.

“Happy New Year, princess.” Jimin said as he looked into your eyes.

“Happy New Year, Jiminie.” You smiled at him when Jungkook splashed some champagne.

“Get married already!” he teased.

The boys became more ecstatic when Namjoon came. He asked everybody to gather around for a toast.

“To new and exciting adventures,” Jungkook started.

“To more success.” Namjoon continued.

“More happiness in each and every one of us,” Yoongi said.

“May our friendship last forever!” Taehyung chimed.

“To love,” Jimin looked at you with such cute expression you became embarrassed.

“To all of us, CHEERS!” you said lastly.

And all of you celebrated the new year with positive hopes for the upcoming months.

Meanwhile, as Z went to her car, someone got in the passenger seat.

“Who is she?” the other person asked.

“She’s none of your business,” she sighed.

“Oh, really? I’ll make her my business then.” He chuckled.

“Don’t you dare touch her.” she hissed.

“Oh, we’ll see. You know I can dig up a thing about her.

Z gulped, as if someone poured cold water on her.

“A thing or two,” he said.

“Get out!” she screamed and the man left.

As she drive away from the mall’s parking lot, she became worried for you.

A/N

UGH WHO IS THIS PERSON WHO MADE Z WORRIED FOR Y/N!?

And why is that person seemed like a ‘threat’?

why is Hoseok not with the rest of the boys?

let’s find out together, shall we?

[snjonm-blog]

Fake bell ross

Paris-based   Fake bell ross   has always been a fashionable brand, and products like the BR 03-92 White Camo (reference BR0392-CG-CE/SCA) help prove it. Even though Bell & Ross products are all deeply inspired by tools and the people who use them, the brand is rarely shy to release timepieces which are patently artistic or merely fashionable when the situation merits it.

The BR 03-92 Camo is a new limited edition take on the core BR 03-92 Instrument watch that is the smaller, 42mm wide version of the larger BR 01-03 (46mm wide). For this particular product Fake bell ross begins with a matte black ceramic case, and then renders the cockpit clock-style dial in white and gray urban-style camouflage. The watch comes with two straps. One being a black rubber strap, and other other being a leather strap with the same white camo pattern printed on it. Fake Watches UK

2015 was a year when Bell & Ross firm took their design a step further with the unique design of their Fake Watches UK BR 01 Skull Bronze which is to be a part of the Only Watch auction. From the sword-shaped hands to the bronze skull and crossbones, this watch looks like the kind of pirate watch that Captain Jack Sparrow would wear, with its historical design that fits beautifully in a retro-futuristic Steampunk style.Fake Watches UK

Although the unique timepiece celebrates the legend of a two-hundred-year-old iconic pirate, Bartholomew Hawkins, whose pirate ship known as "Black Wind" sank off the coast of Monaco in 1815. Captain Bart Hawkins owned a watch that he had custom made with the notorious pirate's logo, the Skull & Crossbones and wore this watch during every confrontation. Rumor has it that the face of the watch he wore held a piece of bronze that he took from a cannon that once belonged to one of his adversaries.

[southernchicstyle]

Black Friday/Cyber Monday Sales

With full hearts and bellies, now we turn our attention to Christmas shopping! Thankful for each of you, and hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving. With 26 days until Christmas, I’ve been trying to focus on gifts before Thanksgiving but ended up buying more for myself or the kids for now vs gifts. But, that’s ok because there’s some great savings online right now!

*Updating with Cyber Monday

- Amazon  ● Black Friday and Cyber Monday deals including the item linked here I just bought!

- Anthropologie  ● 30% off Everything, Extra 50% off Sale for Cyber Monday

- ASOS  ● 30% off Everything with code BIG30 (continued on Cyber Monday)

- Banana Republic  ● CYBER MONDAY: 50% off EVERYTHING! BLACK FRIDAY 50% OFF reg. price with no BR merchandise exclusions. No code needed.

- Barneys  ● “Entire store on sale” Take an extra 20% off purchase (ends 12/2/19)

- Bed Bath & Beyond  ● Cyber Week Deals like KitchenAid. Black Friday deals on select products like iRobot

- Bergdorf Goodman  ● Extra 25% off Cyber Monday Sale Items, Designer Sale: Save up to 60% off, Spend More Save More on Beauty

- BOOHOO  ● Cyber Monday: 30% off everything, Black Friday: Up to 75% off + extra 10% off with code EXTRA 

- Crate & Barrel  ● 20-30% off sitewide (furniture and select items excluded) plus free shipping over $49  (through 12/2)

- Express  ● 50% off everything + free shipping (same for Cyber Monday)

- Farfetch  ● thousands of pieces with an extra 30% off with code FFX30 (same for Cyber Monday)

- Forever 21  ● 40% off  plus get an extra 50% off sale with code GOWILD

- H&M  ● Cyber Monday - 30% off everything. Black Friday deals (expect delays on the website) 

- Intermix  ● 30% off everything for Cyber Monday

- Macy's  ● Cyber Monday Specials. Black Friday Doorbusters

- Madewell  ● 30% off your purchase plus an extra 10% off for Cyber Monday

- MANGO  ● 30% off everything with code CYBER19

- MATCHESFASHION ● Extra 10% off sale with code EXTRA10 through Cyber Monday

- Moda Operandi  ● Extra 30% off sale with code X30 through Cyber Monday

- Neiman Marcus  ● Extra 25% off sale Cyber Monday, Up to 65% off sale and additional beauty savings

- Net-A-Porter  ● Extra 15% off marked sale items 

- Nordstrom  ● Cyber Sale up to 50% off

- Old Navy  ● 50% off everything through 12/2/19 at 11:59 pm PT

- Pottery Barn  ●  25% off 12/2 use code CYBER and up to 70% off

- Saks Fifth Avenue  ● Cyber Monday: $50 off every $200 with code CYBER19SF (12/2/19), Designer sale up to 50% off, earn a $75 gift card with $150 purchase (code THANK19SF, ends 11/29)

- Sephora  ● Cyber Monday deals, Up to 50% off select items every day until 12/2, $15 and under Black Friday Deals

- Shopbop  ● Up to 25% off full priced items, up to 75% off sale, 15% off orders of $200+, 20% off $500+, 25% off $800+ plus an additional 10% off with code MORE19

- Show Me Your Mumu  ● All sale styles $80 and under 

- Target  ● Cyber Monday deals like Save up to $150 on video consoles

- Urban Outfitters  ● $10 off $50 purchase, $50 off $150, $75 off $200

- Walmart  ●  Cyber Monday Deals like 65″ 4K LED Smart TV for $449

- Wayfair  ● Cyber Monday Blowout up to 80% off ● Up to 70% off new deals every day from 10AM-10PM EST 

- Williams Sonoma  ● Buy More Save More with code SAVEMORE

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My Outfit from The Avenue, my daughter in Sanna Baby and Child, and my son in a Smocked Auctions Jon Jon

[nazaninlankarani]

A Brand of Steel: A Paris Watchmaker Varies Its Look

Bell & Ross adds what it calls an “urban” stainless steel collection to its sporty models.

Bruno Belamich, left, and Carlos A. Rosillo, co-founders of Bell & Ross.© Elliott Verdier for The New York Times

PARIS — It is an (urban) jungle out there. So to accessorize the intrepid city dweller, the French watch brand Bell & Ross, which specializes in timepieces for extreme environments, has introduced what it calls an “urban” collection.

“Our usual territory is that of professional watches for Formula One drivers, pilots and deep-sea divers,” Carlos A. Rosillo, chief executive and co-founder of Bell & Ross, said in an interview. “The time had come for a new urban instrument that would be sporty yet sophisticated and exude confidence and energy.”

The BR 05 collection has 10 models, each with a 40-millimeter case, slightly smaller than the 42 millimeters or 46 millimeters of the brand’s older models. They come in stainless steel or rose gold, with a choice of rubber strap or integrated metal bracelet. (Integrated is the term used in the industry when the first link of the bracelet is a part of the case.) In stainless steel, the heart of the collection, the dial comes in blue, black or gray, and 500 pieces were made in a skeleton version.

The mechanical movement is an automatic one made by Sellita in La Chaux-de-Fonds, Switzerland.

“The idea with the BR 05 was to move from the professional world to the urban landscape, like transitioning from off-road to on-road,” said Bruno Belamich, Bell & Ross’s co-founder and creative director, who designed the BR 05. The watch, with its clean lines, soft angles and perfectly flat, satin-finished surfaces, was introduced in September at the company’s Paris headquarters — with the hope it will detour some of the attention being given to stainless-steel sports watches.

That market segment is booming at the moment, and long waiting lists are de rigueur, especially for the Royal Oak by Audemars Piguet and the Nautilus Ref. 5711 by Patek Philippe.

But the BR 05 has also generated much controversy on social media, including on the brand’s official Instagram account, @bellrosswatches, where some have suggested that its design is too similar to the Royal Oak and the Nautilus, both designed (in 1972 and 1976) by Gerald Genta.

Mr. Rosillo wearing a new BR 05 watch from Bell & Ross.© Elliott Verdier for The New York Times

“Someone said if Gerald Genta had designed a watch for Bell & Ross, this would be it,” Mr. Rosillo said.

But the BR 05’s rounded-square case frame, visible screws and integrated bracelet are so prevalent among steel watches that they are part of a universal design vernacular — which Mr. Rosillo defines as “cultural” — and hardly proprietary to any one brand.

“The BR 05 may remind you of many things, but that is what designing is all about,” Mr. Rosillo said. “You absorb certain cultural elements and you make them your own.”

For example, the watches in Bulgari’s Octo range, with the same circle-within-a-square case shape from Mr. Genta’s imagination, resemble Hublot’s Big Bang and its porthole-shaped case, which, in turn, is often compared with Audemars Piguet’s Royal Oak Offshore. Integrated metal bracelets are a staple at Rolex. Cartier’s Santos has visible screws on its bezel. And earlier this month, Chopard introduced its Alpine Eagle, another stainless steel watch with visible screws on the bezel and an integrated bracelet.

Bell & Ross, however, has defended its design choices. “The BR 05 collection reflects the evolution of the BR 03, but not just” that model, Mr. Belamich said. “It is true that integrated bracelets are reminiscent of the 1970s, but we had already developed integrated bracelets for the Type Démineur and the Hydromax.”

As for the BR 05 case, several of the brand’s models, including the BR 01, the BR S and the BR 03-92 Diver, have circle-within-a-square cases and visible screws.

“Our goal with the BR 05 was to develop an intermediate model between the square, our own utilitarian design, and the circle, which is a universal and generic shape,” Mr. Belamich said. “This was the missing link between other existing collections and case shapes.”

The collection’s prices also could make it attractive. The steel model with an integrated metal bracelet is $4,900, $4,400 with a rubber strap. The gold version is $32,500.

From left: the Hydromax Professional, the BR 05 Black Steel and the BR 01-92 Steel.© Elliott Verdier for The New York Times

(And a one-of-a-kind version, the BR 05 Skeleton Gold Blue, in rose gold with a blue skeleton dial on a blue rubber strap with a sapphire caseback, will be offered in the Only Watch charity auction, scheduled Nov. 9 in Geneva. It is estimated to sell for $20,000 to $25,000.)

When the brand was founded in 1994, the first syllables of the founders’ last names — Belamich and Rosillo — were combined to create the Bell & Ross name. “Function shapes form” became its driving design principle.

During its first decade, the company designed models like the Space 1, the Type Démineur and the Hydro Challenger, all made by Sinn Spezialuhren, a German watch manufacturer now based in Frankfurt. In 1997, Chanel took a minority stake in the company and made its watch production facilities in La Chaux-de-Fonds available to Bell & Ross so that, for the first time, it could introduce a watch with Swiss Made inscribed on the dial (its BR 01 aviator chronograph). The BR 02 marine watches and BR 03 aviator timekeepers followed.

The idea to extend its reach rose in 2104, but it took five years before the BR 05 collection was ready. (And, “we skipped ‘BR 04’ because the number four is not auspicious in Asia,” Mr. Rosillo said.)

“What is nice about the BR 05,” he said, “is that even without our name on the dial, you can tell it’s a Bell & Ross.”

[Source]

[amusement-equipment]

Bryant Park's FrostFest is a winter oasis with bumper cars, igloos and moreicon-search | Bumper Car For Kids

‘Game of Thrones’ Delivers One of Its All-Time-Best Episodes With “A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms” According to Traders Village, the hand-carved wooden carousel is one of 148 such merry-go-rounds still in existence in the United States and Canada. One of the few remaining gear-driven carousels, the ride’s colorful horses coast beneath a crown of ornamental lights and painted winter vistas. “There has been keen interest about the auction sale since the signs were installed a few days ago, mostly from folks that spent time in the past at the water park,” Skrip said. “ It can be a lucky day for them if they purchase a piece of the park as a souvenir.” “I swore after growing up there that I would never have anything to do with it as a an adult," Guy Drollinger said. "That was a real life-changing moment when I bought that park, and I remember it all quite fondly." 

Okpo Land in Okpo-dong was once very popular, but in 1999 it was shut down due to a number of fatal accidents. A duck-themed ride from the photo above was a cause of at two fatalities in the park and then the owner of the park mysteriously disappeared to never be found. Shortly after it, the park closed and was left to decay. With all the attention paid to The Shining, it’s easy to miss the allusion to Kubrick’s earlier film. But both Us and Orange feature a sequence in which a crisp, clean, upper-class dwelling is invaded by attackers to incongruent music (“Singin’ in the Rain” in Orange, “Good Vibrations,” and “Fuck Tha Police” in Us). The Evenflo Big Kid Amp High-Back Booster is popular due to its budget-friendly price, and it also comes bursting with brilliant colors that light up car seats stained by pets and children. It has six adjustable height positions and includes a belt clip that helps with the correct positioning of the vehicle’s seat belt on the child’s shoulder. It‘s the best booster seat for a six-year-old (or above) since it can transition into a backless booster for an older kid that can correctly use the vehicle’s seat belt when given a boost. WESTFIELD, NJ – The state, county and town are chipping in for the repaving of a part of Rahway ...

Sure, it's much cheaper to snag Disney apparel at your local big box chain store, but it's not nearly as much fun … or special. As a former Disneyland cast member told INSIDER, "I would say my best souvenir was a black sweatshirt decorated with Sleeping Beauty Castle and fireworks on the front, and the words 'Part of the Magic at Disneyland!' printed above the Castle." She explained that she wore it for "years" until she lost track of it during a move, so if you're coveting that Donald Duck tee, be sure to grab it before you head home. There are a ton of small details: the cast member uniforms, John Williams new original score, etc. The fact that (the DLR version) was positioned so guest can't see another areas / land of the park. So many things that suggest this was just an average land they added to the park. But it'd still rather go to Star Wars scenes I know, like Tattooine. Visit the cantina. Search for the smoldering remains of Owen and Beru. Scope out some moisture vaporators. “It’s very expensive,” Wishnatzki said of the process of getting visas for temporary agricultural workers—they are issued under a program called H-2A —because of all the red tape and the cost of housing. (“Expensive” is a relative term: H-2A workers are still among the lowest paid in the country.) “But at least it guarantees that we have workers, so we’re able to plant a crop,” he continued. Read the full article

[downthetubes]

"Charley’s War" auctioned art defies estimates, sells for over £1000

“Charley’s War” auctioned art defies estimates, sells for over £1000

“Charley’s War” original artwork by Joe Colquhoun for Battle-Action No 297 “Charley’s War” artwork does not come onto the market very often and Pat Mills stories of World War One’s Charley Bourne, brilliantly illustrated by Joe Colquhoun, first published in Battle Picture Weekly, have legions of admirers. From a conservative estimate of £250-300 an action piece featuring Charley and rebel French…

[riverdamien]

Little by Little

The Feast of St. Francis Little by Little . "But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far off have been brought near by the blood of Christ. For he himself is our peace, who has made us both one and has broken down in his flesh the dividing wall of hostility, by abolishing the law of commandments expressed in ordinances, that he might create in himself one new person in place of the two, so making peace, and might reconcile us both to God in one body through the cross, thereby killing the hostility." Ephesians 2:13-16 There were two incidents in my childhood which have guided my life. They transformed my life. One evening at sunset when I was six, my family and I were driving through Sequoia Park in Southern California, on the edge of the road we viewed a person sitting, looking worn out. My dad finding him homeless, took the gentleman to a nearby motel and paid for his room, and the second was in Memphis when I was nine, we were coming out of a down town hotel, and another homeless person approached my dad for money. Again my dad fed her. These two incidents haunted me as I attended seminary, ordained, and served middle class churches; and suddenly I found myself on the streets, because of being "intrinsically evil" as the Church described being queer, and in that journey encountered St. Francis, and Dorothy Day, both of them seeped into my very being, their words of living a life of simplicity, seeing everyone as equals, without reference to any of our man made guidelines, respect for nature, and of living with those who have so little. My call to ministry began at six in Sequoia Park, I was reminded of that call at nine in Memphis, and at twelve, the call was confirmed in the warming of my heart at camp, and through the years since each day little by little am reminded that being a priest is "being a keeper of the mysteries", not about prestige, nice clothes, but about little by little moving into the presence of God. It is not a job, but at the heart of who I am, shaped by God from birth. To me being a priest means to walk with people where they are, to suffer with them, and to remind them of the God who loves them for who they are, and for no matter what they do. It means getting my hands dirty and not worrying about my reputation. Reputation, praise, being known, comes and goes, but in the words of a friend "There is no integrity in compromise." For in my journey we have learned the meaning of the unknown author: "The street transforms every ordinary day into a series of quick questions and every incorrect answer risks a beat down, shooting or pregnancy." This is where the ministry of Temenos Catholic Worker walks, and this is where our ministry lives and breathes. There are risks, beat downs, pain, but in all of it there is so much joy and fulfillment. St. Francis taught that Christmas was our primary holiday because when Jesus was born, the incarnation became one with humanity, the poorest of the poorest, and Easter was the triumph of his humanity in that through his suffering he walked with humanity to his fullest. Little by little Jesus showed us the glory of God's love. Jesus knows what it is to be homeless, because he was homeless, he knows what it is to hurt, and to suffer, and to die, because he has had those experiences. Jesus walks with us in people like Dorothy, Francis, and all who touch the lives of people without judgment. On this Feast Day of St. Francis, we came to San Francisco, and handed out our first piece of piazza, which has now become thousands, and we continue to walk little by little, and our prayer is that we can become as Dorothy, and Francis, and that we can become like the "Velveteen Rabbit", torn, worn out, as we give our lives to people. "Glory to the Father, to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit, world without end, as it is now and forever shall be. Amen." Witness "Saint Francis freely gave himself – all that he had and all that he was – to God, asking only to be an instrument of God’s peace in the world. He wanted nothing for himself, all for God. Never have we seen such devotion, never have we witnessed such profound joy, never have we been touched by so deep a love.We recall him with thanksgiving today, and ask God for the grace to be shining lights to our own generation, as Francis was to his" -Br. David Vryhof "Your true identity is as a child of God. This is the identity you have to accept. Once you have claimed it and settled in it, you can live in a world that gives you much joy as well as pain. You can receive the praise as well as the blame that comes to you as an opportunity for strengthening your basic identity, because the identity that makes you free is anchored beyond all human praise and blame. You belong to God, and it is as a child of God that you are sent into the world." Fr. Henri Nouwen Father Henri Nouwen ------------------------------------------- Home Coming-Twenty Fifth Anniversary Celebration of the Ministry of Temenos Worker and Father River Damien Sims Saturday, October 6, 2019 6:30 p.m. Celebration of Holy Communion-Open to all--Saints and Sinners--most especially Sinners (Non-Alcoholic Wine/Gluten Free Wafers) Followed by a Banquet of Slow Cooker Brown Sugar Ham Southern Green Beans Sweet Potato Casserole Memphis Style Coleslaw Punch Dessert Sara Solis, Daughter of Sue Haines who is the author of ARE YOU SUSAN? will give a short presentation -------------------------------------------------- Auction of an autographed copy of Sister Helen Prejean's new book: River of Fire to be held through December 15. If you would like to make a bid of no less than $50.00 please email or text us. Money to go to the St. Luke's Episcopal Discretionary Fund, which provides for people in need who come to their door. ----------------------------------------------------- Fr. River Damien Sims, sfw, D.Min., D.S.T. P.O. Box 642656 San Francisco, CA 94164 www.temenos.org 415-305-2124

[watchilove]

For its 8th edition, the biennial auction of unique timepieces sold for the benefit of research on Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy will take place on Saturday 9 November 2019, in Geneva. This year again, Christie’s is the auctioneer of choice under the High Patronage of H.S.H. Prince Albert II of Monaco. Bell & Ross supports the Only Watch project with this exclusive watch, the BR05 SKELETON GOLD BLUE.

Luc Pettavino, founder of the charity event, comment: “I am grateful to all the watchmaking groups and independent brands participating in this 2019 ONLY WATCH edition demonstrating dedication and heart through their creativity and craftmanship for this year’s auction which promises to be, once again, record-breaking”.

Among the 52 watch manufacturers, Bell & Ross supports the Only Watch project and its incredible fundraising efforts in the fight against this disease. The Brand’s commitment to help has resulted in the design of this exclusive watch, the BR05 SKELETON GOLD BLUE.

On the occasion of the latest launch of its new icon – the BR05, the choice to design a special one-off BR05 timepiece came naturally for Bell & Ross. Faithful to the brand’s watchwords of legibility, functionality, reliability and precision, this new model boasts a resolutely urban look and feel.

The BR05 SKELETON GOLD BLUE belongs to the family of watches with an integrated case: the bracelet fuses with the case to create a unified piece.

The satin-polished 18 carat rose gold case contrasts perfectly with the blue skeleton dial. Made from blue-tinted sapphire crystal, and featuring rose gold appliqué indices, the dial forms a clear window through which the skeleton movement can be admired. The faceted, Superluminova®-filled hands and appliqué indices offer perfect legibility.

The BR05 SKELETON GOLD BLUE is equipped with a BR-CAL.322 mechanism, wound by a 360° oscillating weight, open-worked to showcase the movement designed by Bell & Ross. The back of the watch features a special engraving for ONLY WATCH as well as a golden metallization on the sapphire case-back.

The exclusive model adorns a ribbed blue rubber strap.

Ahead of the auction, a roadshow is planned from 25 September to 9 November in 10 cities across the world to introduce the unique collection to the public. The tour will start during the Monaco Yacht Show.

The 50 one-of-a-kind luxury timepieces will be auctioned at the Four Seasons Hôtel des Bergues at 2pm (UTC+1), and all proceeds will be donated to Monaco’s L’Association Monégasque contre les Myopathies.

BELL & ROSS BR05 SKELETON GOLD BLUE TECHNICAL SPECIFICATIONS

Movement:

calibre BR-CAL.322.

Automatic mechanical.

Crystal:

sapphire with anti-reflective coating.

Functions:

hours, minutes and seconds.

Water-resistance: 100 metres.

Case:

40 mm in diameter.

Satin-polished 18 k rose gold.

Sapphire caseback.

Strap:

blue rubber.

Dial:

blue skeleton.

Rose gold applique indices coated in Super-LumiNova®.

Buckle:

folding. 18 k rose gold.

Bell & Ross to participate in the 2019 ONLY WATCH edition – BR05 SKELETON GOLD BLUE For its 8th edition, the biennial auction of unique timepieces sold for the benefit of research on Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy will take place on Saturday 9 November 2019, in Geneva.

[kaos-sverige]

Glamour, Market Boards, and Inn Rooms... Oh My! | FFXIV New Player

Published on Jul 20, 2019

Our Final Fantasy 14 journey continues! In today's video, I share my first impressions of the glamour, market board, and inn room systems! Ladies and gentlemen welcome back to TinyBlueGames! Today, we take a look at several different systems in FF14. Specifically, we take a look at glamour, the market board, and inn rooms from a new players perspective. I found the glamour system to be the most familiar of the three systems we look at, as it functions very similarly to the wardrobe system in GuildWars2. The market board is the system that I think we take the longest for me to get used to, as I do usually spend a fair bit of time scanning the auction house and the different layout certain seems intimidating. Finally, inn rooms are one of my favourites features that makes the game feel even more unique. The ability to go back and watch many of ffxiv's cutscenes is an excellent idea and really demonstrates the developers focus on delivering story content. As a relatively new ffxiv player, I have been enjoying giving my first impressions for the many different pieces of content this game has to offer. If you are interested in exploring the game yourself I suggest you check out the Final Fantasy 14 free trial. This trial lets you play the base game all the way to level 35, with no time restrictions. It was ultimately the free trial that convinced me to dive into the full game and the new Shadowbringers expansion! 👀 What's the coolest item for glamour in FFXIV? ✌ Please be sure to Like and Subscribe if you want more MMO content! 👍 Next video: TBA 🔥 Related videos that you might enjoy: ◾ My First Dungeon... Or Duty? | FFXIV in 2019 https://youtu.be/IGWHC_ll8lA ◾ So I Bought Shadowbringers... Here's Why | New Player Perspective https://youtu.be/25UGF1VIgJk ◾ Final Fantasy 14 Has One Of The Best MMO Communities | FFXIV in 2019 https://youtu.be/OE4ifyIQt_A 🎧 Music: Outro: http://freemusicarchive.org/music/Kev... Background Music: Flecks_of_light Follow Me! ✔Blog: https://www.tinybluegames.blog/ ✔Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/TinyBlueGames ✔Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tinybluegames ✔Twitter: https://twitter.com/tinybluegames Wow, you made it to the bottom ... thank you so much :) #FFXIV #Shadowbringers #FinalFantasy14

[dizzedcom]

Rare Apollo 11 Moon Landing Film Roll Up for Auction

Rare Apollo 11 Moon Landing Film Roll Up for Auction

Attention all moon landing fans ... or even deniers -- this is your chance to own a piece of American space exploration history, via legends Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin. An extremely rare 70 mm positive film roll from the camera of Apollo 11 --…</a><br /><br /> </p>