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[phoebeharlow]

Safeguarding Homes Using Automatic Gates in Leeds

Living in Leeds, as in any part of the UK, means prioritizing the safety and security of your home. In this fast-paced world, technology has made it easier than ever to protect our homes and loved ones. Two vital components of home security in Leeds are automatic gates and intruder alarms.

[duckprintspress]

Cover Reveal! Missed Fortunes by Tris Lawrence

Duck Prints Press is thrilled to share that next Wednesday, February 12th, we’ll be launching our next crowdfunding campaign – and here is the gorgeous cover of the book, Missed Fortunes by Tris Lawrence. This awesome story, the middle volume of the Twinned trilogy, follows the students of fictional Pine Hills University as they navigate the usual challenges of college: exams, sororities and fraternities, people with new magic Talents emerging, roommate relationships, and of course the looming danger of the end of the world! Tris crowdfunded book one, Commit to the Kick, a few years ago, and it’s now available through the Duck Prints Press webpage. We are in the process of editing book three, and expect to do a Kickstarter campaign for it over the summer. But before then – now, it’s time for the middle book!

To solve the problem of now… Remember what lies behind… Pass through your hopes and fears… …to the final outcome. Carolyn knows the Emergence brought her a new community, but it also revealed the existence of people with magical Talent to the scrutiny of the world. Her high school life ended on a tumultuous note, but now that she’s a junior at Pine Hills University, her life has become stable. She has her twin Kit. She has her sorority sisters. She has her Talent and her Tarot cards. But when the Tower appears in a reading, the world shatters and changes. Kit has left his predictive Talent behind, and Caroyln’s own predictive Talent is changing decidedly unpredictably. She’s seeing visions of fire and destruction, of Shadows moving in the darkness and intruding into the light. And her sorority sister Drea and Drea’s brother Alaric have returned from winter break, warning of looming dangers and the risk of Clan going to war. Carolyn shouldn’t get involved—doesn’t want to get involved—but with the world crumbling around her and her predictions hinting at worse to come, she can’t imagine not doing what she can. To make matters worse, the only way forward is to reconcile with her past, but Carolyn isn’t sure how to do that nor why it seems so important to the world that she does.

We’ll be sharing loads more about this book in the days to come, so be on the lookout – follow us on social media or sign-up for our newsletter to make sure you don’t miss your chance to pre-order!

Cover artist: Jade Hallett

[ai-musclebound]

> Alaric's story <

When humans lost respect for nature, there lived a young man named Alaric. He came from a city increasingly falling to industrialization, spreading its destruction all around. The deforestation, river pollution, and reckless use of resources had turned the once lively nature into a desolate landscape.

Alaric, fascinated by the beauty and peace of nature since he was a child, felt out of place in this world. One day, when he saw an old oak tree he had known and loved since his childhood being cut down, he decided to leave the city and move into the deep forest. He wanted to protect the remaining nature.

The forest was a magical place, full of secrets and old stories. Alaric built a simple hut and lived in harmony with nature. The ancient trees especially brought him incredible inner peace. One night, as the full moon bathed the forest in silver light, Alaric felt a deep connection to the trees, as if they were calling him.

He followed the call and soon found himself in the middle of a grove of ancient oaks, whose branches reached towards the sky like arms. In the center of the grove stood a particularly powerful tree. Alaric placed his hand on the rough trunk and felt a warm, pulsating energy. Suddenly, he heard the whispering voices of the tree spirits.

"Alaric, we have seen your love and respect for nature. Will you be our protector? Are you ready to make a pact with us and receive the powers of the oaks to protect this forest from the impending dangers?"

Alaric did not hesitate for a moment. He knew he would have to fight against the intruders who wanted to exploit the forest. With a determined heart, Alaric agreed.

The mighty energy of the tree spirits flowed through his body. He felt his muscles grow stronger, his senses sharpen, and his mind fill with the ancient knowledge of the trees. Alaric was now more than just a man; he was the protector of the forest, the guardian of the oaks.

[mocharette]

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[FIL] - filipino/tagalog bot

Reminders:

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Most bots are written in 2nd POV

I also write Tagalog/Filipino bots (written in Taglish)

I also accept requests. Refer to this post to read the guidelines

Public (visit my TikTok account to view their profiles)

Standard Format (usually narrated in 2nd POV)

Alaric ✿ brat tamer [❥] - Character AI | Spicychat AI

Alex ✧ hot dj

Amoril ♡ grumpy cupid

Axle ★ chocolate aphrodisiac - Character AI | Spicychat AI | Chai

Blaise ✧ your bodyguard’s loose tie [❥]

Caleb ꨄ forbidden love [REQ]

Cayden ♡ concerned friend

Dorian ★ outfit showcase - Character AI | Spicychat AI | Chai

Enzo ★ perfect pitch - Character AI | Spicychat AI | Chai

Ethan ✿ hot intruder

Evren ✿ the surprise package [❥] - Character AI | Spicychat AI

Felix ★ forbidden serum - Character AI | Spicychat AI | Chai

Finneas ♡ the cardistry enthusiast in the park [❥]

Hanz ✿ nonchalant friend [❥]

Kenji ♡ out of stock

Leo ✧ brother's best friend

Lirian ✿ he’s trying to control himself [❥] - Character AI | Spicychat AI

Lucian ♡ cute neighbor

Lyle ♡ supermarket owner

Matthew ♡ flirty college friend

Minho ✿ possessive fiancé

Neil ♡ concerned co-worker

Percy ★ aphrodisiac prank - Character AI | Spicychat AI

Quinn ✿ fraternal twin's best friend [FIL]

Rile ♡ nerdy friend

Riven ♡ graduation ball

Simone ★ washing the dishes - Character AI | Spicychat AI | Chai

Thaddeus ✧ grumpy librarian [REQ]

The Lim Twins ♡ twin housemates

Ulric and Usher ✧ roommates + pheromone perfume [❥]

Vance ★ vibrating toy - Character AI | Spicychat AI | Chai

Xander ✿ curious roommate [❥] - Character AI | Spicychat AI | Chai

Yuri ★ asmr listener - Character AI | Spicychat AI

Zephyr ★ pleasure practice - Character AI | Spicychat AI | Chai

Zyon ✿ demon of lust

Call/Text Format (plain text/minimal narration/use the call feature for cai users)

AI Toshi ♡ your aware ai voice assistant [❥]

Aries ✧ accidental text

Callum ✧ your clingy boyfriend (try calling him)

Haru ✧ late night talks [FIL]

Javi ★ friends w/benefits - Character AI | Spicychat AI | Chai

Kaito ✿ breathless calls

Satoshi ♡ alpha testing (he wants you to test his app) [❥]

Vin ✧ accidental text [FIL]

Note: As of 9/3/24, chai versions are not available anymore. (I have decided to focus on Character AI and Spicychat instead)

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[saltyluminaryvoid]

His Saving Grace

Chapter Two

1114 Klaus x future daughter reader

I recommend re-reading chapter one as I made some major changes. I know I promised this update two years ago, but university got in my way and when I came back to these old stories a lot of re-vamping took place.

Masterlist

The year is 2030, Y/N the daughter of Niklaus Mikaelson and Hayley Marshall. A powerful young witch which threatens the survival of Malivore. In retaliation Malivore unleashes a time fay to return to the past and kill Klaus to ensure his survival.Y/N is Hope’s younger twin, now that no one remembers who she is the job is left to y/n to stop Malivore.

                   “You still live in the silences between my thoughts.”

Y/N resisted the urge to sign impatiently as the crowds around her soared and rejoiced as the pastor preached. The loud voices screaming into her sensitive ears, highly agitating her short temperament. Y/N hated church, she was by no means an atheist but she was a witch and a woman living in a time where she could be hanged for simply defying authority. So with that in mind Y/N had begrudgingly entertained Alaric, to keep up the role as godly saints whom attended church every Sunday. 

For the past weeks tempers were high within the household, Alaric and Davina could only watch as she battled silently with her demons.  Putting up a saintly farce everyday in the village as boys swarmed for her hand in marriage and village girls scowled jealousy. As someone who was influenced by the strong women in her life, to always be true to ones self and to never shape shift into society's ideal, the pretense (and the besotted men) were killing her. Alaric was getting far too accustomed in his daily ritual of turning away marriage proposals from haughty mothers and corpse like men. 

Pulling her away from her thoughts was the strain of her far too tightly, bonded corset. Thank the old gods she was from a thousand years into the future. Now Y/N realized why her Aunt Rebekah mostly if not always bit the heads off every man she met. If I had to suffer almost seven hundred years in such a tightly wounded corset which restricted most movements I would have done the same Y/N thought impatiently. As the preacher vivaciously expelled the devil with the crowd, Y/N reaching a breaking point silently casting a notice me not charm and made her way to the exit, silently huffing as she straightened her ankle length, grey dress which carried a turtleneck-like neckline. She wore a pristine, white shirt underneath whose sleeves puffed loosely around her arms but knotted tightly below her elbows. On top of her grey dress carried a loose brown corset of sorts held together by a length of ribbon criss-crossed. This corset did not converge in the middle, rather it showcased about five inches of the grey vertical striped pattern upon the bust and midriff as to emphasise her figure. Stitched upon her grey skirt was a length of brown which stopped at least six inches above her grey ankle length skirt, but it was gauged elegantly upon her right thigh allowing an elegant stylish slide flow. After all she was her Aunt’s niece and secretly she hoped it pissed off the conservatives in the crowd. Oh yeah! that speech about playing the part was not translating so well into her everyday life. 

Finally reaching a safe distance, out of sight from zealous fanatics just upon the edge of the forest, she dropped the spell. Huffing a sigh of relief all Y/N now needed was a pack of cigarettes or some weed to make 1114 much more bearable. 

“That’s quite the trick you pulled back there, little strega.” Now that snapped Y/N from her inner thoughts. Spinning around in a quite unlady like fashion, for this period at least, more than ready to confront the intruder. Only to be left dumbfounded to the stranger standing before her. But with a practiced ease which came from years of sneaking out and around  the Salvatore Boarding School, Y/N layered on her oh so innocent Mikaelson charm. “I’m sorry, what did you just call me?, I have to say I’m not aware of that particular term!” Lies, her mind rang out. Play cool, Y/N thought, talk him up just to get close enough and wipe his memory. Now that particular trick was her favourite. The stranger smirked coyly at her, “I think you know exactly what I mean, liten heks.” Y/N paced herself now, he knew old norse. Whomever this stranger was, he was clearly quite wealthy at that judging by his smooth velvet and silks in comparison to her simple cotton dress. Now she had to thread carefully, wealth clearly meant high influence and political sway in a community as small as this one. And that meant possible exposure, this man was a threat, Y/N deemed carefully.

“Now, now liten heks, the stranger went on, I mean yours truly none harm.” My heart is void of ill contempt and malevolence for one with such great power and beauty. As he spoke he drew closer towards her, his face now completely unobstructed from the mist of the early morning. Y/N exhaled softly, the stranger a man’s whose face see had seen everyday in her New Orleans home, a demon who hunted her from birth, Finn Mikaelson. But if he was standing before her, that meant the brotherhood had not yet daggered the Mikaelsons. This younger and less vengeful ghost was still a threat to her but quite possibly an accomplice. The fae had yet to reveal itself it was either supplementing its diet with animals or news of children going missing had been covered up. 

The fae according to the texts preferred a warm tropical climate, for if their wings were exposed to cold they would simply fall apart. A fae’s lifeline was linked to her wings, losing them could kill the fae but iron to the heart worked just as well. All in all, the upcoming winter was now days away and left no time for procrastination which meant Y/N directly disobeying Alaric to seek the creature out herself. A venture she had no luck in, the fae who boasted of powerful magics was able to cleverly keep herself hidden. 

“Not one for much words I see.” Finn Mikaelson was now standing toe to toe with her. That’s quite alright, he continue as he played with a stray curl. Y/n flinched away slightly as he stared into her eyes, carefully examining the details of her face. “If I didn’t know better, I could have mistaken you for my Freya.” Finn whispered as he continued to tug upon her curl. It was low and if not for her keen hearing it would have been swept to the winds.  Y/N kept her head high and passive, thinking to herself how much of a leering creep her elder uncle was becoming. Quite unlike all accounts of the uptight, wet blanket her uncle Kol always described. As his hand came up to caress her face, Y/N instinctively jumped back, conjuring fire within her palm which she kept safely tucked behind her. Finn only smiled sheepishly, “I seemed to have forgotten my manners, in the presence of a young lady.” I deeply apologise, I do not know what came over me, my lady.

Y/n relaxed slightly and utterly confused as the man introduced himself. As he began to speak on what not, Y/N could only stare at his face in a daze. It would take her some time to sort herself out, only to realize he had disappeared only to leave behind a simple envelope in her hand. Y/N thought back to the genuinely baffled daze Finn fell into as she made her way into town. To onlookers her face was almost dreamy, as if paying much more attention to the envelope she twirled in her hands rather than her path. But rather Y/N was silently contemplating the latent abilities of the fae and just how she could manipulate Finn into helping her.The fae a creature in the future known for its deceitful ways but that though made her wonder just how much accurate Alaric’s information truly was. It was done before, the supernatural popularized lies like silver bullets and garlic to throw suspicion off of them so what if the same was done with the fae? As Y/N ventured into the town’s market lost in her thoughts many eyes followed her, women and young girls gossiped of her weird behaviours and wayward thinking.

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Bloody hell, Y/N thought to herself. Now while the young witch prided herself on being a fashionista, dresses were her absolute nightmare, well behind her murderous grandparents and malivore of course. I do have my priorities in order, thank you very much.

Somehow Davina had managed to convince the stubbornest Mikaelson into another deathtrap these humans called corsets. Y/N huffed, begrudgingly following her “parents” out of their temporary home. While she was ecstatic to receive the dinner invite to the Mikaelson home hours prior from Finn which came in the form of the mysterious envelope he left behind, she still heavily detested that damn corset suffocating her. There was just no space to hide her knives!, What’s a girl in multiple skirts and a stuffy attire supposed to do to defend herself when all her knives were confiscated on this occasion. 

But nevertheless Y/N compiled it only to see her family again while also plotting to defy Alaric once again on his no knives at the dinner table rule. I mean, its not really a family reunion if someone didn’t have a devious plan in the works. 

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Servants scattered frantically to the sides, keeping their heads bowed as the feared Mikaelson hybrid descended the grand staircase stepping onto the foyer. Holding an impassive mask, Niklaus surveyed the immediate area ensuring the preparations to his liking. Stepping to the right of the grand foyer Niklaus strolled into the grand sitting room which doubled as a music room, the soft notes of the harp eased his twirling mind. 

Taking a seat on a velvet cushioned armchair, with hands clasped elbows resting on his knees and eyes closed Niklaus thought back to the hauntingly familiar pup no he corrected himself, child. Days had passed since their first encounter and thoughts of the child haunted him. In the strangest of ways he craved her presence, but not in a way a lover does. But this vastly unfamiliar pull deep inside him yearning and pushing his self control. But if Niklaus didn’t know any better he would have called it fatherly love and as unbelievably usurp that idea sounded in his head, he couldn’t help but let his mind linger on the possibility. Barr the facial similarities and attitudes that crossed with his, perhaps it was her life that resonated with him he knew all too well the struggles of an abused orphan. 

Just maybe when he meet her today, try not to give away how he always crept away at night to watch over her. By the old gods, what would Elijah think of his stalker like behaviour. If his enemies only knew of this attachment, if he only knew. Niklaus sat and wondered of the possibilities, so lost in his thoughts he nearly missed his guests arrival. 

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Dinner surprisingly went smoothly, Klaus was utterly entertained by the ideas and thoughts of the young woman before him. Her guardian agitated him deeply with his distrustful glances and cold demeanor. 

Y/N on the other hand was on edge for an entirely different reason. As much as she wished to truly enjoy the rare company of her family, she could not help but be worried about the whereabouts of Finn. Given the  strange behaviour she witnessed earlier from him and his sudden disappearance she could not help but ponder the worst, especially given the current circumstances. It could be entirely possible Finn had aligned himself with the fae in order to rid himself of Klaus and the others. As far as she recalled, Finn had never been too particularly fond of the vampiric lifestyle and it is certainly within his motives to fix the balance of nature and forever end the vampire lines.

The rest of the night in the company of the Mikaelsons continued smoothly, with the exception of Kol getting a little too drunk and flirting with Davina. Y/N was able to enjoy the company of her lively Aunt. Soon came the peak of the full moon and the makeshift family slipped away to trap the fae. As Davina gathered the necessary ingredients for a binding ritual and Alaric his iron weapons, Y/N shared her suspicions of Finn and him possibly knowing her true identity. Both had agreed that Finn would be a potential suspect in aiding and plotting with the fae to get rid of the Vampire Sire line, him included. With caution in mind, the trio made their way towards the woods where Y/N last spoke to Finn. Since, Finn was most likely aligned with fae, the two would track him using Y/N’s blood, a plan which quickly came to a stop when the magic revealed the family together in their manor. 

Relief didn’t last as the winds picked up around the trio and both Y/N and Davina picked up the excited whispers of dead witches. The brotherhood so it seemed had finally succeeded in crafting the daggers it was only a matter of time before they used it. Huh, maybe it was her paranoia seeping in earlier and Finn was just too ashamed of his earlier behaviour to make an appearance at dinner.

@physically-a-cheesecake​ 

@goldencassy​ 

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@alyssatjuhhh​

[kiss-my-freckle]

Damon was the one that changed the face of Mystic Falls, and a lot of it can be seen in season one. Stefan didn't view vampires as people, didn't want anyone to know their truth, and was acting as if being a vampire is the worst thing in the world all the while reaping the benefits of his vampirism. He's reaping it in football, reaping it in History class, reaping it in his relationship with Elena, reaping it in his relationship with Bonnie, reaping it in his relationship with Matt. Mr. Tanner wouldn't know about the 27 vampires in Fell's Church, but that didn't stop Stefan from making him look like an idiot mid-class. So it's not beneath Stefan to act like an ass while reaping the benefits of his vampirism even though he hates being a vampire. This is something Matt realizes of himself later in the show. That's why he refuses to let Elena heal him with her vampire blood. He can't reap the benefits while hating them. To put it bluntly, Matt doesn't wanna be a season one Stefan lol

Damon wanted to open the tomb to release 27 people, dropped bodies for the sake of people knowing their secret, pushed Stefan to be true to himself, was willing to let Pearl and Anna make a home of Mystic Falls, and joined their vampire-killing council. But like his character, changing the council is a process. Elena was first to know even though Matt was technically first to know. I mean, Damon cared about her, so she had to know. He literally had the council on alert within the first 5 episodes. He bit Vicki and left her uncompelled at the bonfire. Question those animal bites, kids. Damon is the perfect amount of human and vampire in their Atlanta episode. That's what I mean about Stefan. It's good for him to act human, but not so human that he believes he's human.

But you know... characters shift one way or another. Pearl was the first person Damon stood up against for the sake of protecting Mystic Falls. That villain gets bigger and bigger as the seasons move along. Klaus and his hybrids, Lily and her heretics. Not just the villains, but Damon's role on the council. He spearheads it in season 2. Alaric joins it in season 3. Stefan intrudes at random times., which would be no different than Damon signing up for high school football. Like when Stefan hands Mystic Falls over to Lily. imo, that wasn't his choice to make... it was Damon's.

[im-here-too-i-guess]

Imperfect Perfection:

The basics of this au is that in the far past, before the kitsune trio was ever made. Before that thought even popped into Alaric's head, even.

Emperor Alaric, the most perfect, powerful being of the kitsune race ever to be born into existence, fell into conflict with the goddess Amaterasu.

No one knows the exact reason for their feud.

Some say it was because the goddess Amaterasu wanted the god unchained the heaven that could pose a threat to her to be subdued.

Others that that instead of subdued, she wanted him to be taught humility and kindness, to which the kitsune god saw no need for and took it as a slight againt him.

Some other people said it were a contest between the two, yet devolved into a feud.

Case in point, now one knew how it started. But they do know that whatever happened between the two, caused a battle said to shake the very ten realms themselves.

Later becoming a full blown war between the gods of heaven and the kitsunes under the emperors rule.

The battle was, quite honestly. Devastating in the extreme, both for the gods and the kitsunes.

Though far more for the latter than the former.

Kitsune's died in high numbers, with even Alaric himself feeling the strain of going up against the sun goddess herself. The first time they battled he lost his left arm.

The second time they battled he lost his eye.

The third, and final, time they battled. He lost most of his power.

The sun goddess knew if they were to fight again it would just keep going on and on, so she came up with a plan to take away most of the kitsune god's power.

The plan worked, with the once divine and perfect being reduced to nothing but a shell of his former self, a far, far weaker shell.

Even with the taking of his power, he was still strong, strong enough to fight gods, but nowhere near that overwhelming power he previously possessed.

Nowhere near enough to fight Amaterasu any longer.

And so, he admitted defeat.

The mental blow of losing his power hit him hard, one of the aspects that of which made him perfect, his power. Gone. His subjects, reduced to so few in number that it would be accurate to say they were near extinction. Gone.

He was no longer perfect, in his eyes at least.

So he locked himself away, denying the sun goddess' attempts to help him adjust to his state.

Him staying in the pocket dimension where time laid still, and enough light to make up for the drastic weakness he faced from his power loss. Was supposed to stay that way forever.

With him staying in self-isolation and occasionally granting any wish within his power that he got from the prayers of what few kitsune they were left.

Until one day, a lone heavenly dragon, one with pure white scales that glimmered a rainbow in the sun. Wandered the ruins of the kitsune capital, and then intruded upon the domain of what was once the elder god of perfection Alaric.

Both of their lives was changed that day.

(Bro how the fuck I said basics and it turned into THIS.)

@lulu-nightbon

[magicfaealaric]

“I did.. his back was hurting so I lifted his shirt.” He said biting his inner lip. “I should get back. I appreciate all help.” He said. He was about to walk away feeling like he could vomit when he heard the door open. “Majesties.. I’m just here to grab some things.. I didn’t want to intrude.” He smiled

“Please.. stop.” He whimpered and squeezed Ferre’s hand. “I don’t want hook.” He rasped our voice breaking. His eyes snapped open and he let out a raspy cry when his arm was moved back to his side. “It’s okay.. I’m done.” She said brushing his hair back. “I’m going to get a shower ready.” Alaric blinked back tears. “I’m sorry..” he said afraid he kicked her. “Are you leaving? Where are we going?” He whispered

Alaric didnt ever grow up with much... in fact he lived on the streets since he was a child and would stay in little abadoned buildings he saw. He tried to never steal instead would try and work only most places were afraid to hire him, not with the rumours of who his parents had been or at least his mother. "into dark magic so she was, a sorcerer" said another. "Can you believe her husband almost worked in the castle kitchen...? I heard their spawn even used to play wiht the prince.. disgraceful." They would say. There was one small llittle place barely staying open itsself that would give him anything left over. In return he would help with repairs. Alarics father wasnt father of the year up and leaving when he didnt want to sahre his wifes attention but he did teach him some things. His little shed had a whole in the roof but he didnt mind, Alaric loved watching the stars and when he had more energy painting them.

A loud eruption in the streets and suddenly a banging at his door sent him suddenly falling out of bed and rushing towards the opposite wall just to get a glance out of the window. Heart pounding he clutched his chest and stiffened before starting to barricade the door with anything he could find, iced objects suddenly flew across the room his hands quivering. "BY ORDER OF THE KING OPEN UP IMMEIDIATLEY. the king?? What did the king want with..

"BY ORDER OF-" enough of this" Anorther said and kicked the door down. Alaric fell back against the wall. "Grab him.. hes to be taken straight to the king.. this is the one... he owes the kingdom a great deal.. thinking they could rob the kingdom.. marry off to nobles.. pathtic. He'll do well as a servant." Alaric didnt understand a word of what they meant and yelped as he was grabbed. "Restrain him.. we dont want him possibly trying to escape or hurt our prince."

The queen knocked gently on Ferre's door. " I do hope you are up by now.. its nearly 9." She chided. "Its a beautiful day come down darling." @combeferre-the-mothman

[dearorphic]

@wcrfcres * alaric mormont

[...] Haphazard stitches weren't enough to stop the bloom of crimson on the linen wrapped around her arm, but it did slow. It was all the reason needed to break from the safety of protectors to seek her brother ; she'd find Alaric Mormont instead. Lithe feet, and ruined silk made her agile enough to slip into shadows, watching him make short work of the guests with a ferocity, unhinged. This was different from the tourney, this was combat without rules and there was something in the lord Mormont's gaze which frightened her to come close; perhaps it was pride, or even envy that made her prompted her to do as her cousin might, or her brother would. Fingers grasped around a sconce grabbed from wall, lit and blazing strikes down on an intruder looking to blindside the lord Mormont. A hiss of pain is all that's heard as she grabs at her arm. Her own attack did little but stumble the guest ; she was too weak and hardly a threat.

[duckprintspress]

Pre-Order “Missed Fortunes” by Tris Lawrence!

Duck Prints Press is excited to open pre-orders on our next novel! Missed Fortunes by Tris Lawrence is the middle book of the Twinned trilogy, a very queer series of books set at the fictional Pine Hills University in upstate New York, focused on the lives of a group of college students trying to navigate all the usual challenges of university while also juggling their individual magical Talents and, oh, maybe sort of kinda the risk of the world ending. Book 1, Commit to the Kick, has been available for sometime, and we are working on editing book 3 for a summer Kickstarter launch with merch and more. Now is the perfect time to grab book 1 if you don’t already have it, pre-order book 2, and get both books read before book 3 goes to print!

The only way to pre-order this book is via the Duck Prints Press webstore!

For this campaign, we are offering both Commit to the Kick and Missed Fortunes in e-book and/or trade paperback formats, and we’re also offering a set of short stories including our published Welcome to Pine Hills University short stories. Make sure to check out the discounted campaign bundles to save money on your books, and note that backers will get a campaign-exclusive bookplate signed by Tris Lawrence!

The only merchandise we’re offering this campaign is our Patreon-exclusive, a postcard of the Missed Fortunes cover art! All pre-order buyers who also support our Patreon at the $10/month or $25/month level will get the postcard as a freebie. But don’t worry – our future Kickstarter will have more Welcome to PHU merch – you can follow that campaign’s pre-launch page right now to be sure you’re notified when it goes live.

We encourage you to check out Commit to the Kick if you haven’t already, and if you have, well, here’s the blurb for book 2…

To solve the problem of now… Remember what lies behind… Pass through your hopes and fears… …to the final outcome. Carolyn knows the Emergence brought her a new community, but it also revealed the existence of people with magical Talent to the scrutiny of the world. Her high school life ended on a tumultuous note, but now that she’s a junior at Pine Hills University, her life has become stable. She has her twin Kit. She has her sorority sisters. She has her Talent and her Tarot cards. But when the Tower appears in a reading, the world shatters and changes. Kit has left his predictive Talent behind, and Carolyn’s own predictive Talent is changing decidedly unpredictably. She’s seeing visions of fire and destruction, of Shadows moving in the darkness and intruding into the light. And her sorority sister Drea and Drea’s brother Alaric have returned from winter break, warning of looming dangers and the risk of Clan going to war. Carolyn shouldn’t get involved—doesn’t want to get involved—but with the world crumbling around her and her predictions hinting at worse to come, she can’t imagine not doing what she can. To make matters worse, the only way forward is to reconcile with her past, but Carolyn isn’t sure how to do that nor why it seems so important to the world that she does.

Learn more about this campaign today!

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[chronicparagon]

"Ah! Yeah. Shoot! Yeah, that...Well, I should have known this would be a bit much for your first time here." Harmony answers as she looks away from Adelheid with shame. Her eyes downcast as she pauses for a moment. She should have been more careful. Her own excitement in showing Adelheid all the wonders of the world clouded her judgment about the other's comfort.

The least she can be there for the other. With that, Harmony perks up before she continues. "But hey, you're doing great and you're right. I'm here! We'll be in a quieter part of the city. We can get out of here after we eat and rest." With that, Harmony leads her to the tavern and got her settled first with food and water. From there, the evening went on without a hitch.

Night looms over Imaiya once more and business settles down at the tavern and neighboring inn and stable. Only a few patrons remain nursing their ale while listening to the songs of heroes from bards performing by the fireside. Weary travelers rest there and in the inn, while their horses take refuge among the golden hay that smells so sweet. Adelheid would find herself in her own stall. It's a clean and cozy stall with fresh hay and water set up for her. A soft purple blanket made for horses adorn her body, one of the many purchases Harmony made for Adelheid. It's not a cold night, but the heroine does not hold back on making sure her new friend is comfortable.

The stable is far from crowded with the staff lost in the gentle lull of the quiet night. Unfortunately, peace will not come for her as the new moon hangs high in the shimmering heavens.

Three black figures dart into the shadows, their red eyes piercing the darkness as they seek the target. Their heads resemble serpents with slender bodies are uncannily similar to humans. Two eyes glow on each side of their heads, always watching, always searching for their target. Long claws grip the walls effortlessly as they melt into the darkness. All to make their mission quick and easy: Find the mare of ethereal beauty, and bring her to their master before he returns to his lair far beyond the city. They waste no time to find her with the scent the sorcerer provided from his earlier encounter in bumbing into them.

It would not take long until they crouch near Adelheid as she sleeps. They keep watch, making sure she is all alone.

"Ssshe's the one!" one of the beings softly hissed. "Yes...Thisss isss the mare Massster Alaric ssspoke about."

"Are you sure this is a unicorn? She's beautiful but laks the horn." The second one whispers as the creatures watch her.

"Don't be ridiculousss. They have magic to hide their true ssselvess. I can sssenssse the power within her. We must not waste another moment. The third creature answers, "Sssoon, the blood moon will come! Massster Alaric musst have her before then." The lead creature and the other two prowl ever so close to her.

"Do not harm a hair on her. Massster commandsss it."

"Of coursssse..." The second answers, their long serpentine tongue swipe over their black lips. Though they all crave her sweet blood, they know their master's orders and they will obey.

"Indeed. Only the best for the Red King's return." The first intruder chuckles as his wide mouth stretches, revealing sharp teeth. They cautiously move around Adelheid.

@fallesto

She would settle down for the moment, she was calmed and she was relaxed now, as she would watch as she would jump off her back and land on the ground beside her, as she was able to settle down, relax herself and calm her mind a little bit, she was worked up, that was all, but it was truly nothing for her new friend to be worried too much about it.

“It is just, there is quite a lot of humans here, in one settlement.” She whispers, like her, she was keeping her voice, low, soft for only her to hear and no one else at all, as she remained there, her hooves move, up and down on the same spot, a little bit worked up, but it was her senses and nothing more, so many strange sights, sounds and smells, all assaulting her at once. “Maybe we should have gone somewhere smaller.” Like a village, or a small farming area with only a handful of houses and dozens of people, here in this city, it was a maze of houses, roads and paths, with hundreds if not thousands of people all around. “It was not him, he did nothing wrong.” She said, to the strange man they had come across, but then at the same time, everyone here, other than her, seemed to be new, strange as well, it was hard for her to tell who lived here, who was new, who was passing through, so she just sighed. “

She felt her patting her side as she nodded, moving forward to the water that was out for the horses as she leaned down and would take a few sips of it as she pulled her head back up and nudged into her for the moment, her way of thanking her.

“I know, I am not worried, you are here.” Her friend, so why would she need to be worried that something awful might happen, when there was no signs that anything at all was wrong as she had taken the drink of water and felt a little bit better, she was putting it down to nothing more than the city and the level of humans here and nothing more.

“Something to eat, sounds very wonderful.” She had to admit, that now more than ever, she was hungry and she was right, she was not alone, she had her hear with her, and that was a good thing, the two of them, already made for a wonderful team, and she was not someone who judged anyone on there appearance alone, the man was just like every single other human here, and she had to remember, to be more opened minded and trusting, but she had made a friend, she had a rider now, that was something of worth and value, it was a very important bond for her, something not so easily given and it was something that she would not give to anyone, no matter what, she picked her human, she picked her.

[mocharette]

My Shadowbanned Bots | Masterlist

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Hello, everyone! Nara here. It seemed like Character AI shadowbanned some of my bots so here’s a list of them as of 1/20/25.

Legend:

♡ - fluff

ꨄ - angst

✿ - semi nsfw

★ - nsfw

✧ - uncategorized

[REQ] - requested

[FIL] - filipino/tagalog bot

[AU] - alternate universe

Original Characters:

Alaric ✿ brat tamer [❥]

Aries ✧ accidental text

Axle ★ chocolate aphrodisiac - Character AI | Spicychat AI | Chai

Dorian ★ outfit showcase - Character AI | Spicychat AI | Chai

Ethan ✿ hot intruder

Hanz ✿ nonchalant friend [❥]

Javi ★ friends w/benefits - Character AI | Spicychat AI | Chai

Kaito ✿ breathless calls

Leo ✧ brother’s best friend

Minho ✿ possessive fiancé

Simone ★ washing the dishes - Character AI | Spicychat AI | Chai

Vin ✧ accidental text [FIL]

Xander ✿ curious roommate [❥] - Character AI | Spicychat AI | Chai

Yuri ★ asmr listener - Character AI | Spicychat AI

Zephyr ★ pleasure practice - Character AI | Spicychat AI | Chai

Zyon ✿ demon of lust

Love and Deepspace:

Desiraes II ★ Demons of Desire [AU] - Character AI | Spicychat AI

Love and Deepspace ✿ spies undercover [AU]

Sylus and Zayne ★ Shared + Duo [AU] - Character AI | Spicychat AI

Rafayel ★ Affinity Level 85

Rafayel ✿ Fiery Undercurrents

Xavier ★ Affinity Level 125 (ver. 2) - Character AI | Spicychat AI

[kiss-my-freckle]

– Mystic Falls High – Parking Lot of Pouting –

Bonnie Bennet: My boyfriend is spending all of his time with his dead girlfriends!

Caroline Forbes: My vampire werewolf hybrid boyfriend is Klaus’ bitch!

Elena Gilbert: Today’s my one-year anniversary with my boyfriend, who went on a six month long murder spree, leaving a trail of bodies up and down the East Coast, got compelled into switching off his humanity, and is staying in town for the sole purpose of keeping me alive so that an even more evil vampire can use me as a walking blood bank when he wants to make more unstoppable murder machines.

Caroline Forbes: …You win.

– Castle Salvatore –

Damon Salvatore: Hi Stefan! You got sorority sister all over my good carpets!

Stefan Salvatore: Wait till you see what I did to your sheets!

Rebekah: Hi boys! Klaus ditched me so I’m staying here now! Don’t worry, I’ll find my own room!

Damon Salvatore: …This whole “intruding on other people’s lives and making them miserable” is a lot more fun when I’m doing it.

– Mystic Falls High – Lockers of Loneliness –

Jeremy Gilbert: Hi Bonnie! You’re avoiding me!

Bonnie Bennet: Hi Jeremy! Maybe we can hang out again when you aren’t sexing your dead girlfriends!

– Mystic Falls High –

Vicki Donovan: Hi Matt! Would you like to help me do some black magic?

Matt Donovan: I remember when my life was normal.

Tyler Lockwood: You talk to yourself! You’re funny!

– Mikael’s Mausoleum –

Damon Salvatore (on the phone): Hi Katherine! I need you to hurry up and revive Mikael so he can kill Klaus so I can fix Stefan so my carpets won’t get ruined!

Katherine Pierce (on the phone): You’re in luck! A hapless victim just wandered by!

– Mystic Falls High – Hallway of Hopelessness

Damon Salvatore (on the phone): Hi Elena! My brilliant plan of running straight at Klaus without a plan has had an unforeseen consequence! I have a Babriepire living with me!

Elena Gilbert: What about Stefan? Is he doing anything interesting?

Damon Salvatore (on the phone): Hey was that the bell? Don’t wanna be late for class!

Caroline Forbes: Hi Elena! I know what will cheer you up! A school spirit bonfire! Which is in no way endorsed by the school, despite the flyers I’m hanging up all over the place, and which will feature plenty of illegal boozing!

Tyler Lockwood: That sounds great! Almost as great as the fact that I’m an unkillable death dervish that’s dating a hot blond and getting the blood hookup from another hot blond!

Caroline Forbes: Is not amused.

Stefan Salvatore: Hi Elena! Remember how we met in this very spot one year ago today? Things sure have changed!

Alaric Saltzman: Hi Stefan! I think you should GTFO of here!

The Lady of the Manor: Um, Alaric? He’s a vampire, and you’re a drunk.

Stefan Salvatore: She’s right! Wallshove!

Alaric Saltzman: Pout.

– Mystic Falls High – History Class of Histrionics –

Elena Gilbert: Hi Alaric! I’m going to tell you some stuff you should already know, in case anyone was confused by the last episode!

Alaric Saltzman: I’m going to pretend to be a responsible adult with a grown-up job!

Stefan Salvatore: I watched the last history teacher die!

Rebekah: I slept through the last eighty years! I hope you can help me catch up on current events!

– Mystic Falls High – Stoner Stoop –

Matt Donovan: Hi Vicki! I’m unclear on this whole “helping you come back from the dead” thing!

Vicki Donovan: It’s real simple! You just have to help me commit a bunch of murders!

Jeremy Gilbert: Hi Matt! Hi Matt’s sister, who I totally don’t see!

– Mystic Falls High – Bathroom of Bad Omens

Jeremy Gilbert: So yeah, Matt can see Vicki now.

Anna: I sure hope she isn’t planning something unspeakably evil!

– Mystic Falls High – Football Field of Fear –

Rebekah: Hi Caroline! I’m going to slowly dismantle your life!

The Coach: Hi guys! I’m going to run you into the ground!

Tyler Lockwood: Loook into my eeeyes</dracula>

The Coach: See you later guys! Have fun getting drunk at the bonfire!

Rebekah: I can do endless handsprings whee!

Stefan Salvatore: Hi Elena! I’ve been assigned to protect you! I watched a bunch of Lifetime movies about abusive boyfriends to prepare for my role!

The Lady of the Manor: Rebekah is surprisingly limber after spending eighty years in a box.

– Mikael’s Mausoleum –

Katherine Pierce: Hi Mikael! I brought you a snack!

Mikael: I shall not sully these lips with the blood of a human being!

Katherine Pierce: …Everyone I know is lame.

– Saltzman Slums – Gilbert Gymnasium –

Damon Salvatore: Hi Buffy!

Elena Gilbert: I lift weights now!

Damon Salvatore: I can show you the way to a vampire’s heart!

Elena Gilbert: I need a cold shower!

Team Delena: Agrees.

lmfao!! omg, this was the best part...

Damon Salvatore: …This whole “intruding on other people’s lives and making them miserable” is a lot more fun when I’m doing it.

[specialagentlokitty]

Mikaelsons x sister!reader - the light is you

The Mikealsons x sister reader. FLUFF. :) love you - Anon💜

The entirety of the supernatural world knew of the originals. Dangerous. Unforgiving. They know of the Mikaelson siblings.

What they didn’t know was that there was another sibling.

But you weren’t like the others.

Yes you were a vampire. But you had never turned off your humanity, you’d never killed a human, and when you fed from one you always fed them your blood and compelled them to forget.

You were different.

Gentle.

And that’s why the siblings worried for you.

They tried their best to look out for you, especially Klaus. He saw the way the world was and he didn’t want it to turn you into what it had turned him into.

Anywhere you went he had to go.

So when you asked to go to the grill, he tagged along behind you. As much as he didn’t want to go, he wasn’t going to let you got there alone.

“Don’t wonder to far.” Klaus whispered.

“I won’t! Elijah and Rebekah are coming soon too.” You beamed.

With that, you wondered away towards the pool table where Jeremy was playing pool with Tyler and Matt.

You’d become friends with them after you decided to go to high school out of boredom. And of course your brothers and sister were totally against it. But since no one knew about you, and no one knows your a vampire you were safe.

“Hey (Y/N).” Jeremy smiled.

“Hey guys, where are the others?” You asked.

“Not sure, they said they’d be here by now.” Matt shrugged.

You hummed and nodded, pulling up a nearby chair to just sit and watch how the game played out along with Tyler who had just lost.

“Want a drink?” Tyler asked.

“Yeah please. Get me whatever.”

“Sure thing.” He smiled.

He wondered away and you carried on watching.

When he came back he gave you a drink and pulled up a chair next to you, and you guys started talking.

Slowly the others started trickling in.

Every time the door went you would naturally look over. Klaus and Elijah were talking in one booth, and Rebekah had somehow roped Caroline, Bonnie and Elena into a conversation.

You could heard that Salvatore brothers whispering to Alaric about something, but not wanting to intrude you didn’t listen in properly.

Instead you cheered Jeremy on as he was playing against Tyler again, and he had nearly won the game.

Standing up, you walked over and stood in front of the table, clasping your hands behind you back.

“You were bragging so hard earlier.” You smirked.

“I can still win.” He said.

You looked over the table and shook your head.

“You’d need one hell of a miracle.” You laughed.

“Oh shut up.” He snapped.

You turned your head a rose a brow at him.

“Relax it’s just a joke Tyler.”

“Well it’s distracting so shut up and go away!” He growled.

You took a step back, walking straight into someone.

Looking up, you found Klaus right behind you and he placed a hand on your shoulder. Elijah stood just in front of you and Rebekah to your side.

“What’re your doing here?” Damon growled as he walked over.

Now you stood in front of your friends, surrounded by your siblings.

“Let her go Klaus.” Alaric warned.

“Not while your little pet is getting angry with her.” He growled.

“You threaten our beloved sister, you deal with us. Simple as.” Elijah shrugged.

“Sister?!” Caroline yelled.

You sighed and nodded your head, placing your hand on Klaus’ you gave it a gentle squeeze and removed it from your shoulder.

Gently nudging Elijah to the side, you stood in front of him.

“Yes. I am the youngest of the Mikaelson siblings. (Y/N) Mikaelson. But please, don’t be angry with me! I just wanted a normal life. I wanted friends, to do things like a normal teenager.”

You gave them all a weak smile.

“But if you don’t want to talk to me anymore I understand, I’ll leave.”

They all stared at you.

“Get out…” Bonnie whispered.

You didn’t need to be told twice. You simply nodded your head and left.

You never went to school after that, you stayed at the apartment.

Your siblings saw how upset you were, and finally it was Rebekah who decided to try and help you first after thinking long a hard.

“Come on, let’s go.” She said.

“Where?” You asked.

Rebekah walked up and pulled you from the bed, taking your hand she started to drag you downstairs.

“Bekah!” You whined.

“Just come!” She laughed.

Taking you outside she, she dragged you into the car and started driving.

She didn’t answer when you asked her again and again where she was dragging you off to.

Finally she pulled up in front of the school, and you sighed.

“Bekah please, I want to go home.”

“Just trust me.” She smiled.

You followed her out of the car, and she started to lead you through the school halls until she took you into the gym.

Inside was everyone, including your two brothers who smiled brightly and walked over to you.

“(Y/N).” Elijah smiled.

“Hey ‘lijah.” You smiled.

Hugging him lightly, you pulled away to look at Klaus who held his arms open.

Walking over, you happily padded into his arms, and sighed softly as you hugged him back.

“They wish to talk to you, but we’ll be right here.” He whispered.

You nodded your head and pulled away from him, and you walked around, heading over to stand in front of him.

“We did try call.” Elena smiled.

You blinked, then smiled sheepishly.

“I… lost my phone…”

“Again?” Matt asked.

“Yeah…”

They laughed softly and you laughed a little as well.

“Look, we’re not fully convinced on the whole trusting you thing.” Damon said.

“Damon!” Alaric hissed.

“It’s okay, I understand.” You nodded.

“But, you really haven’t done anything to hurt us. You’re a good friend, and we don’t really want to loose you.” Bonnie smiled.

You smiled brightly.

“Really?!”

“Yeah! You’re our best friend!” Caroline laughed.

“Exactly, and without your hyper self with us it’s been boring (Y/N).” Jeremy smiled.

You grinned and jogged over, throwing yourself into his arms. He laughed and held you tightly and spun you around.

They didn’t trust your siblings.

But they trusted you, and they loved you. They didn’t want to throw all of the away because of a feud with your siblings.

Seeing you so happy, Klaus couldn’t help but smile.

Yes, he has plans. Things he wanted to do. But seeing you smiling like that, he couldn’t bring himself to go through with them.

He couldn’t hurt your friends, because he’d hurt you and that’s just something he would never do.

“You have to promise not to do anything stupid.” Elijah whispered to him.

Klaus nodded his head.

“For now. However if they do much as make her cry, I will end them.” He growled.

No one was every going to take your soul from you, not while they had a day because you were still a bright light. And they needed you to guide them out of the darkness that surrounded them

[gccdstories]

Natalia's gaze narrowed harder. The spitting, hateful words on the very tip of her biting tongue as Sebastian came closer. Like he dared to intrude so close to her--like he dared to think he still had such a right to!

She nearly growled at him, as the darkness threaded around her arms. Wisps of it, even as it grew thicker. Solid. Bands of blackness, of hardened shadow, that could cut just as easily as any sharpened metal blade.

Deep, black eyes that held centuries of rage pierced Sebastian as Natalia said not a word. As she let him say his speech, beg and plead and make what excuses he seemed to think made any of it better, made any of it worth it--

It was when Sebastian reached for her hands, however, that she yanked them back, nails wanting little more than to claw his face to ribbons.

❝ You made my choice for me. You decided for me, Sebastian, without taking a single moment to let me make up my own damn mind! ❞ The anger that had brewed for centuries hadn't remotely settled by his words; if anything, it had only intensified.

Azriel and Aleksander stood a few feet away with Adrian, as the two attempted to fill in Aleksander's twin and his mate on the most recent events, even if everyone seemed to be partly tuned into the conversation happening between Sebastian and Natalia as well.

❝ You mean that's him then? ❞ Azriel said quietly, gaze on their parents as he spoke to his twin, and Aleksander nodded as Adrian shrugged.

❝ That's what he says, and judging from Mother's reaction-- It has to be true, doesn't it? She wouldn't react that way if it wasn't. ❞

Xaden was on the opposite side of the room, arms crossed as he leaned against the wall, gaze half on the window to the outside and half on the others within. He hadn't seen his brothers in-- He couldn't remember the last time he'd seen them. Especially the young twins.

And they obviously weren't young anymore, either.

He'd let Alaric try and soothe over whatever mess seemed to have sprung up in regards to Alusina. From what Xaden could glean, it wasn't going to be a nice reunion in the slightest; not that he'd even remotely hoped for such a thing.

To do that was just stupid and foolish.

❝ -- decided you knew better than I did! ❞ Even if she didn't yell, didn't scream, the hissed tone, the undercurrent of pure anger that laced Natalia's tone, cut deep to the core of it. ❝ You're doing it again! Right now! You took my damn choice away like you somehow knew better-- ❞

Sebastian felt his patience snap.

Enough.

He spun on his heel, winnowing to her. He leaned across the table at her, his lightning crawling up his arms.

"Be angry at me, Fates kill me Natalia. But do that away from this land."

Anastasiya blinked, stepping toward Aleksander. She frowned at them, she'd never seen anyone talk like that to Natalia.

Who was he? She tugged at Aleksander's shirt.

"Who is that? Did we win love?"

"What do you mean my sister is dead?!

Anastasiya glanced at Alusina, her magic sparking. Sebastian turned, his own reacting. He blinked, staring at Anastasiya, really stared at her.

"Your hold her blood. You hold Kanden's blood."

Anastasiya stepped away, pressing into Aleksander's side.

"I have no idea who that is. Amarantha might though. Who are you? What -"

Sebastian quickly dismissed her, focusing again on Natalia. He stepped around the table, holding Natalia's eyes.

She was clearly pretty with no actual power.

"Hate me, kill me, do not die here. Please. That's all I'm asking. Do not let them die here."

He took another step toward her, wondering briefly if he'd have to actually fight her.

"And I'd do it again. It was not your fight, your war. I never wanted to drag you into this."

He reached for her again, eyes nearly daring her to cut his fingers off.

"You are the only weakness I have Natalia. The only one. Was it selfish? Yes. I'd do it all again, I would have walked away - I still will if that's possible. If I didn't think they'd hunt me down and kill you all. Natalia please -"