#forbidden rituals

[the-enchanted-mistakes]

[ @jamestheenderman ]

A package with a letter is sent to Misc's inbox. The letter reads:

"Dear Misc, I hope this letter finds you well. I'm contacting you to know about how are you doing with the book I gave you. Just in case, I sent a package your way with another tome, this time I asked the villagers to kindly translate it so you can understand. In case of doubt, you may send a letter to the direction written at the end of the letter. Since I might be busy in the library, I'll let Aer, my assistant, know about it. Best regards, James"

[normally-blue]

Marcille im lov you <333

[recsspecs]

Anthony going from a man with apathy to drowning in emotions is the kind of leap I want in my reality. 0-100 super quick

[hartlesshart]

no one asked for this crossover but I dont care

[awesomecooperlove]

‼️BLACK EYE ILLUMINATI CLUB ‼️

😈😈😈

[emperorofthedark]

We are the dead of night We're in the zombie room We're twilight's parasites With self-inflicted wounds

[theslasherslut]

Fate's unchosen bride

Chapter 2:

The Confrontation

Warning: foul language

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The chamber was bathed in flickering torchlight, casting shifting shadows across the ancient tapestries that adorned the walls. Evelyn stood before King Edward, her wrists encumbered by heavy iron handcuffs. She was dressed in a magnificent wedding gown that cascaded in soft ivory folds around her chubby, pear-shaped form. Her fiery red hair, adorned with intricate jewels, framed her freckled face, now a mask of defiance and frustration.

"You have brought me here under false pretenses," Evelyn's voice cut through the tense silence, sharp and uncompromising. She glared at King Edward, whose normally piercing blue eyes now shimmered with an unsettling pink glow, reflecting the torchlight with an ethereal luminescence.

King Edward remained seated on his ornate throne, his demeanor a mix of sympathy and steely resolve. His features, carved with regal authority, softened under the dual influence of his own presence and that of the goddess of love, Aphrodisia. His hair, a deep chestnut brown, framed a face etched with determination and a hint of weariness from the weight of his responsibilities.

"Evelyn, I implore you to listen," King Edward began, his voice carrying a profound echo that resonated with a dual tone—one his own, and the other a gentle, authoritative voice that bore the wisdom of millennia. "I am not just a king. I am a vessel for the gods, and Aphrodisia, the goddess of love, speaks through me. I am tasked with guiding you towards your true path."

"Bullshit," Evelyn snapped, her eyes flashing with fury. "You think you can just parade around, calling yourself a vessel for the gods, and expect me to believe it? Prove it, you lying bastard."

A ripple passed through King Edward's demeanor as the pink glow in his eyes intensified, casting an ethereal light across his face. The voice of Aphrodisia, gentle yet commanding, resonated through him as he spoke.

"Evelyn, dear child," the voice echoed softly. "You have suffered much at the hands of those who did not understand your worth. This path, though fraught with challenges, is a journey to finding your true love, even if it comes in a form you do not expect."

Evelyn scoffed, her skepticism battling with the strange aura that surrounded the king. "True love?" she retorted bitterly, her voice thick with sarcasm. "What do you know of true love, hidden behind your throne and divine illusions? You have no right to decide my fate. Who the hell do you think you are?"

The voice of Aphrodisia within King Edward echoed again, its tone now tinged with a hint of sorrow. "I have seen the depths of your heart, Evelyn," it intoned softly. "Your resilience, your spirit—it is a beacon that deserves to be cherished, even if the vessel of that love is unconventional."

"Fuck you," Evelyn spat, her anger boiling over. "I won't be your pawn. You want me to believe in this destiny crap? Show me proof. Show me that this isn't just another one of your manipulative schemes."

The pink glow in King Edward's eyes shimmered as he slowly rose from his throne, the torchlight flickering in rhythm with his movements. With deliberate grace, he approached Evelyn, his gaze unwavering as he reached out to gently touch her cheek.

In that moment, Evelyn felt a surge of warmth spreading from his touch, a sensation that bypassed her skepticism and stirred something deeper within her. She met his gaze, searching for any hint of deceit or manipulation, but found only sincerity and a strange, unexpected tenderness.

"I cannot change your past, Evelyn," King Edward's voice, now his own again, spoke softly. "But I can guide you towards a future where your heart finds solace and your spirit finds peace."

Evelyn hesitated, the weight of his words and the strange aura surrounding him pulling at the edges of her resolve. "If this is true," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the crackling torches, "then prove it to me. Prove that this path leads to something more than just sacrifice and duty."

The pink glow in King Edward's eyes intensified once more, and suddenly his demeanor shifted. His voice, deep and resonant, now carried an undeniable feminine undertone as Aphrodisia took full control.

"Evelyn," the goddess spoke through him, her voice a harmonious blend of strength and compassion. "You deserve love after all the pain you’ve endured. Your ex-fiancé's betrayal, sleeping with your bridesmaid on your wedding day, is not your fate. Lamorak, though a beast, has a heart that beats with a love as fierce as your spirit. This is the way to find your true love."

Evelyn's eyes widened, her defiance momentarily shattered by the profound truth in the goddess's words. "Fuckin' prove it," she demanded again, her voice trembling. "Show me that you're not just some twisted fantasy." Tears welled up in her eyes, streaming down her cheeks as her anger battled with a glimmer of hope.

Aphrodisia’s presence grew stronger, and Evelyn felt a comforting warmth envelop her. "Lamorak the Enchanter awaits," the goddess continued. "He is an enigmatic figure, a powerful presence. Though his wrath has laid waste to villages, within him lies a love that you will uncover."

Evelyn's tears mingled with a mix of fear and reluctant curiosity. "You expect me to believe that marrying a fucking monster is my destiny? That after all the shit I've been through, this is what I get? I deserve better!"

Aphrodisia's voice softened, the glow in King Edward's eyes dimming slightly. "Evelyn, you are right to question, to challenge. But sometimes, love and destiny come in forms we least expect. This path is not just for Lamorak, but for you to find the love and respect you truly deserve."

Evelyn's resolve wavered, the weight of her past and the uncertainty of her future pressing heavily upon her. Could it be possible that amidst the darkness, there lay a chance for true love and redemption?

"Prove it," she whispered once more, her voice a fragile echo of her defiance. "Show me that this is real."

Aphrodisia's presence faded, leaving King Edward to look upon Evelyn with a mixture of hope and determination. "We will show you, Evelyn. Trust in this path, and you may find the love you have always sought."

King Edward gently placed a hand on Evelyn's shoulder, guiding her towards the grand doors of the chamber. "We will show you within due time, Evelyn. Just trust in this path, and you may find the love you always sought."

As the massive doors creaked open, Evelyn found herself standing at the beginning of a long, winding path that led through the heart of the kingdom. The streets were lined with villagers, their faces etched with sorrow and grief. Many of them wept openly, their tears flowing freely for the beloved maiden being led to an uncertain fate.

The parade moved slowly, King Edward walking beside Evelyn with a regal yet solemn air. She tried to hold her head high, but the weight of her situation pressed heavily upon her. Every step felt like a march towards doom, her heart pounding in her chest as she absorbed the sorrowful expressions of the people who had once been her neighbors, friends, and confidants.

Children clung to their mothers' skirts, their wide eyes filled with confusion and fear. Elderly men and women bowed their heads in reverence, their lips moving in silent prayers. Evelyn felt a pang of guilt and sorrow, knowing that her departure was a source of such profound sadness for them.

As they neared the towering gates at the end of the path, Evelyn's breath hitched. The gates loomed ominously, a stark reminder of the beast that awaited her on the other side. The air grew colder, and the sounds of the villagers' cries seemed to fade into a haunting silence.

Evelyn's heart pounded as she took in the imposing figure that stood just beyond the gates. Though she couldn't see his face, she felt the intensity of his presence, a mixture of wrath and enigmatic allure. Lamorak the Enchanter awaited her, a creature of legend and fear, and her fate was now inexorably tied to his.

The gates began to open with a slow, creaking groan, and Evelyn's eyes widened as she took in the sight before her.

To be continued...

[cremationisirreversible]

𝕽𝖎𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖑 𝕴𝖓𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖕𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 – 𝔏𝔬𝔰𝔱 ℑ𝔫 𝔏𝔞𝔟𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝔇𝔢𝔩𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫

Ritual Inscription / Forbidden Sonority / 2020

[dragonomatopoeia]

the more you dig into the history of leftism the more cases you find of famous organizers going 'do i really have to attend the seance. for community cohesion. do i have to' and their friends going yes you have to attend the seance and you will NOT say anything mean about the crystals.

[autisticaradiamegido]

Since your parents have two forms (human and incomprehensible), do you have a fully angel/demon form?

day 98

hm u know i nevr actually thought about it! liek ok without getting TOO grody about it (bc its liek, my parents, ew lol) i didnt exactly get born the "usual" way? i was moar like.... summoned, i guess! liek mom & dad were livin their normie lives on earth n wanted a babby so they got some occult old shit together and basicly willed me in2 existence. and liek at the time they were just trying to merge their own characteristics in2 A Baby soooo i just kinda came out looking liek a normal ass baby! liek p much The Platonic Ideal Of Baby. but obv i inherited shapeshifting powers from BOTH of them so as i started getting a personality & concept of who & what i was i started lookin more & more liek ME! and i nevar had a good reason 2 look like a big ol godmonster before but i mean i can give it a try & see wat happenz!!!

ok anon check ths shit out

[amandabe11man]

when I first got into Forbidden Siren (which is unexpected in itself) I didn't expect to also become the number one tetsuo ishida-defender. but here we are, apparently

[morn-yvri-winters]

I scream into the void

i scream into the void

hoping someone answers

i scream into my search engine

hoping someone answers

but nobody did

[leatherbookmark]

pretend to be shocked if you wish but i don’t even see mxy’s incestuous harassment of jgy as something like... Bad™, twisted or something that proves how Wrong In The Head he was. it’s just sad. chances are jgy was his first and last love, because -- how incredibly easy it would have been. i don’t think mxy was, hmm, mentally equipped to process “half-brother! off-limits!” -- he’s never seen this man before in his life, that’s a stranger! but what a stranger. he’s kind, respectful, capable and brilliant, hardworking despite the way he’s treated in jinlintai -- and mxy probably isn’t well-liked either, so even if jgy wasn’t also handsome, he would’ve gravitated towards this cool older dude who Understands. and hormones do the rest! and it didn’t even have to be immediate, or particularly sexual in nature, because i assume teens often don’t realize their crush is Obviously Showing. i’m just thinking about mxy who likes jgy so, so much and wants to be around him all the time, asks him about things, looks at him, catches a whiff of the incense on jgy’s robes as he walks past, blushes at the way jgy looks at a particular angle... just this sweet, innocent young love that’s so similar to the way jgy’s wife loved him before she was his wife So Fucking Doomed and mxy can’t even process it because he’s not even aware. :(

[johanna-swann]

Watching midsommar is like an ongoing guessing game of "how stupid can a group of college kids be?" and everytime you think you've found an answer it just keeps going.

[chryzuree]

going to go see if there’s any new mordred character study fics posted on ao3 (delusional)

[smalltall]

Clicked on a youtube horror story audiobook called The White People--did not expect said white people to be fairies