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[narcissisticpdcultureis]

claimed signs offs:

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-otacon

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[zombocomme]

Zombocomme: and for tonight's late night drama, we bring you a fan requested episode...

Between The Lines, Bonus Episode : One Day More

Enjoy

SFW:PG13: *mentions miscarriage, male cis pregnancy, cancer/remission, dreams come true

"As long as I'm living, my baby you'll be"-

Love you Forever, by Robert Munsch

🌌🥀🕯🪹🌸🕊✨️🫲🙂‍↕️🫱✨️🪽🌷🪺🕯💐🌌

"Jim you're crazy!"

Copia said, wringing out the dish towel and smacking it on the counter.

Jim's face twisted, "Copia how else do we get to make this happen. I can't make Milagro do this."

"Well you can't make me either, we dont even know if this one will take." Copia said bitterly as he moved to try and leave the kitchen again.

This time, Jim caught Copia's arm in a firm yet gentle grip, pulling him close, his embrace speaking volumes...

Jim wanted to find another surrogate, but try and use Milagros frozen eggs. But so much doubt had been cast over the little family, kt all seemed so hopeless...

*The pain of heartache is long remembered and never forgotten*

Copia squeezed his eyes, "Your going to get dish water all over your shirt." Copia grumbled. Jim shook his head and tilted Copia's chin to look at him, no fussing, and nothing else mattering more in the world than his love, "Baby, I don't know and I don't care how. I sold my eternity to bring that child from the other side for her. And for us. I have faith the deal will hold. For ll be damned to ever stop trying, " Jim said firmly.

Copia felt tears well in his eyes as he tried to fuss over Jim's shirt, uselessly attempting to pat-dry it with the already dampened dish towel. His lip quivered and his voice was shaky as he felt the hurt and sadness run deeper, felt the lost hope and hurt break through his bleeding heart...

*Millie had lost the last baby...it was no one's fault, though she blamed herself and the "poor quality" of the last of her eggs saved before the chemo... and yet even in remission, the IVF had failed. It just didn't take the way it should have. Their plan had failed. And despite the joy of a heartbeat one day, it had been gone the next. She had grieved and cried with Copia and Jim, who had held her and each other through it all. She loved them. She wanted to give them the life the three of them wanted, but mostly, she wanted to have their baby. She wasn't just a surrogate. She was family. She was the woman they both adored. And the thought of one of her children out in the world, that she would never get to see grow to look a little like her and the men she loved wirh all her heart, made her loose any want to perhaps have her heart broken again...

*The last loss had been the very last try... and it had broken Copias heart. It had crushed Jim's happiness. It had stolen Milagros sunshine away.*

"Oh Jimmy, what did you do?" Copia trembled, trying to sniff back his sobs in vain. Jim began to cry. He held Copia tight. Tighter than ever before and broke down with him...

* The deal with a devil came with a steep price...for one soul isn't equal to another. And the unborn life had cost Jim his own. A blooded vampire - who, unlike Copia, will now not live out his forever. He may age slowly. He may yet live longer than a human's mortal lifetime. But eventually, his time would be up...*

While Copia held onto his husband for dear life, Jim was trying to hold himself and Copia together in his strong arms, tendons pushing out, his teeth gritted as he wept bitterly...

The little one they had hoped for, had been lost to them. And Jim had done his impossible part, and paid the ultimate price to try and bring that little soul back...

Months passed, and Milagro faded more and more. She was a shaddow of herself, thinning and barely able to stand. She had wanted her little one so badly. She had wanted to feel life within her, after so many times, so many losses, so many years, the hole in her heart had just gotten too big...

*And one cannot pour from an empty cup*

The damage to her, as a mortal vessel of life, had done its due diligence, and made her loose part of herself...

She wouldn't be able to carry the embryos again... and so they sat frozen in time waiting, and waiting...

Until one day...

***

Copia wrung his hands as he spoke with Milagro in private, "Millie, you've sacrificed so much. You deserve to have the feeling of at least being involved. I don't want you to give up on that. I don't want to lose you too, " he hitched. She had become so fragile and frail... she had been sick for so long. And time was running out... the cancer was back. And it was very unlikely she would live longer than another year. And to think his Milagro would so soon be taken from him without a little of her left to grow and flourish in the world, was killing him.

Milagro looked at Copia, her expression worn and tired. She gazed a long time at the flowers by her table...after a long silence, only broken my Copias, soft weeping into the blankets on her lap, the faintest light crept into her eyes. The knowledge of Jim's sacrifice and her own suffering, she knew, she had to let it go... she had to give up on her own dreams. She had to give them to someone else while there was still time to see them come true.

But it was worth the price. She stood and gently padded towards copia in the opposite chair and cupped his face in her hands, "Your brother found a way. And so will we. And I'll be here for your every step,' she said softly, smoothing his locks of hair, "I want you to do it... I want you to do this. For all of us. For me. Please." She hushed, brushing her lips against his brow, and cradling his head to her chest, "I love you so much... we deserve our hapiness while we can still keep it... Take them" she said firmly, "No matter what it takes...we deserve our litrle one back".

He wrapped his arms around her as she spoke. He was frightened, grateful, anxious, and determined...

"It will take. It will work, " he prayed over and over as he held her, "It will work, and we will have our happiness again." He whispered urgently. And for the first time in many months, Milagro closed her eyes, and with the sun streaming into the blue shaddows of her room, she hugged Copia tighter, and smiled.

***

With the help of his brothers, and the finest of the ministry physicians, scholars of the dark arts, and risky apothecary magic, under a new moon the trio came together, to defy whatever stood in their way.

*For not even death can overcome true love. And what truer love is there than that of those who would give all they had, for a single pearl of hope, having faith in their gods, who would decide if they would be smiled upon one more time...*

***

Copia waited at the dining table in his and Jims apartments. Milagro was in another room down the hall. The ritual had taken a toll on her too, but she was stronger, with purpose, she had found the strength to endure... her status as one who is a vessel for life, had been transferred. And Copia would now be 'the bearer' of their child.

As Milagro lay resting in her quarters, Jim was rushing up a set of marble stairs leading towards the 'New Emeritus' wing of the ministry, his black leather shoes sliding on the smooth carpet of the halls in the upper tower. He had been in the gardens with Primo, collecting flowers to fashion a boquete to gift to Copka, when he received the news...

Copia had taken two tests. And one was positive...

Jim burst through the door, the flowers bobbing in his hand as he skid to a sudden halt. Copia stood up, and with sureness in his stride not seen in so long, crossed over, and pulled the flowers from Jim's hands, hugged his neck. Jim, still stunned and breathing hard, took a second to get back to reality. He hugged copia and in his ear whispered, "Is this real, please tell me this is real." he whispered harshly, eyes wide, staring at the little white and blue sticks laid neatly on a napkin on the table.

"Copia pulled back and looked deeply into Jim's eyes, his eyes moist and his tearful expression, rosy with joy, "We're pregnant Jim dear".

"Say it again" Jim whispered, cupping Copia's face in his hands, his eyes pleading.

Copia took a steadying breath, "We are going to have Milagros baby. I'm going to be a Papa, Jimmy...and you are going to be, a Daddy.

Jim was stunned a moment and Copia was patient to let the moment sink in.

Jim leaped froward, spinning Copia in his arms as he whooped and hollared, Copia laughing loudly in response as they smothered each other in a flurry of kisses and praise.

Their celebratory cheers echoed down the hall, and in her room, Milagro's eyes fluttered open as she smiled, finding warmth and peace in her heart. She had done it. They all had...

Her child, the soul unborn, and Copia, it's bearer. The ritual had worked. All their love and hope, all their faith, had finally been enough; They would finally have the family they always wanted. And all of them would get to live forever more.

It took less than a minute for 'the boys' to burst into her room with the flowers and crowd around her to tell her the big news. When she began to hold her head in some pain, Copia and Jim quieted down from their excited chattering.

Jim insisted on tossing Copia in bed with Milagro, fussing and pampering the both of them as he clucked, much to Milagro and Copias amused giggles and playful swatting.

The trio talked the whole afternoon into the wee hours of the next morning, looking up names, planning and scheduling appointments (as this whole affair would need to be private. Playfully they nicknamed their happy little scheme "Junior" like that one movie)

And as they made wishlists online and went over everything they could possibly think of, they lay together in Milagros big bed. After what was certainly past bedtime, the three got comfortable, stripping down to cuddle under the sheets, skin to skin, intimate and loving.

Yet as milagro tucked against Jim's bare chest, Jim threw an arm around her and Copia, with Copia snuggling Milagro as her big spoon. The men looked at one another im ansolute awe. Their faces full of love and emotion, they were in that beautiful bliss that follows what dreams may come, when they come true.

Jim kissed Milagros head and Copia dropped his hand to her waist, then leaned over to steal a kiss from his husband, and bestow a few more on the woman they both were so grateful and proud of.

*Blood and Water, had sealed their bond. And quietly inside of a small space in Copias body, cells were rapidly racing to become what these parents had given all they could for... to be their baby. And be their morning star to guide them into tomorrow...

[hunter-with-double-h]

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[nice-2-finally-meet-u-2000]

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Hello, Aziz. I'm am very sorry for what you and your family is going through and it makes me very sad and angry when people are getting killed and people getting taken away from their families. I support you and your family 100%, which is why I want to share you a song that I wrote called "Love Not War" and I hope that this song will bring you hope and that it`ll get you through this difficult time. I pray for you and family's safety and I want you to know that you are loved.

With love and support,

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[frociaggina97]

Hello,

I hope this message finds you and your family in good health and high spirits😃💜

I am reaching out to kindly request your support in reblogging my pinned post on my page.🥺🙏

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[f0xd13-blog]

I have to dedicate a track to the usa holers also... lez see...

It has to be about solidão e saudade coz they like that judging by that weird unexplained shit that happened.

Somethjng clownish because they like my dick so much they can't compreend that's literally my culture you are disrespecting

Or... i ll just NOT dedicate anything and show you this image again

You see that food? That is food oferendas like you know gifts

So what the orixás figuered it out is that there's plenty off missionaries you really just need to fins yours and then there's god. This has everything to do with what i told you. You have to train that in you somehow and there's multiple ways but that is tradition i ll just say that of course involves having long funeral, offering food to missionaries and dead people, lotz of dancing like beat it boy and looking gangsta

Oh no usa hole don't wanna talk about it? Why are you taking apointmemts with the joker then? I thought this was a democracy and a conversation....

Oh Less clownish and more lastriana u say? Hmmm

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Why not clowneish i thought that y'all liked the joker and dr doom and shit

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She is a deity ok

[christophe76460]

Pendant qu'Il était à la croix, malgré que le prisonnier à ses côtés se moquait de Lui Jesus était toujours Dieu sur terre, Prince de paix, Lion de Juda, Rois de rois, Seigneur des seigneurs!👑

De la même façon aussi difficile qu'elle puisse être, ta situation actuelle ne modifie en aucun cas qui Dieu dit que tu es. Un chrétien ne doit JAMAIS marcher par la vue de ses circonstances! 👀🙅🏾‍♀️

(Car nous marchons par la foi et non par la vue - 2 Corinthiens 5, 7).

La Vérité ce n'est pas ce que tes yeux voient ni ce que ton corps ou ton âme te font ressentir. La Vérité c'est UNIQUEMENT ce que Dieu dit et tout le reste n'est que mensonge du malin!❌️🧏🏾‍♀️

Proclame continuellement la Vérité de Dieu et elle finira par se manifester! la bible dit: "Que le faible dise je suis fort!" (Joël 3, 10).

Proclame et visualise le contraire de ce problème dans ta vie et puisque la vie et la mort se trouvent au pouvoir de ta langue tu finiras par voir ce que tu as cru, vu et proclamé!

À la croix Jésus était simplement dans Son processus vers Sa gloire mais les gens l'avaient raillé en disant "Il a sauvé les autres, et Il ne peut se sauver lui-même!" lls le croyaient perdu mais aujourd'hui Il est assis à la droite de Dieu!☺️

Pour quelqu'un qui m'écoute en ce moment, peut-être qu'aujourd'hui les gens se moquent de toi mais je t'annonce en cet après-midi que pendant que tu persévères dans ta foi en restant attaché à Dieu, la fin de ton histoire s'écrira GLOIRE!🙌🏾💁🏾‍♀️🤗

Si ce n'est pas encore fait, abonne-toi à ma Newsletter pour (entre autres) être averti de la sortie prochaine de mon livre "Plus jamais abattu ni vaincu". Pour cela, je t'ai mis un lien ci-dessous dans la section des commentaires.👇🏾☺️

#Persévère #Restecalme #Soisenpaix 🕊

[yeonsvcr]

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[mydailyvintagephotos]

Rip Queen Elizabeth ll 🌹🕊👑

April 21st 1926~ September 8th 2022

[dasavior]

LL Jankcy 🕊 🧱🧱🧱

[kt-rbf]

LL V.ROY🥀🕊

[starrychelxx]

Diamonds and roses 🌹 ✨🕊💫🌼🦢💭💍👼🏿💎

.ll s.e.x verged

[romanlightman001]

Всё равно ты будешь мой (Никуда не денешься, влюбишься и женишься )YOU`LL STILL BE MINE/ THESORCERESS /MAGIC GRASS🌞🤍🌼🕊🌿

[moments777]

Rest in peace Queen Elizabeth ll

🙏🏻➕🧎🏻‍♀️🌷👑🇬🇧🕊

[frociaggina97]

Dear Supporter,

I hope this message finds you and your family in good health and high spirits. My name is Rakan Zaqout from Gaza.🍉 I am reaching out to seek your urgent help in spreading the word about our fundraising campaign. I lost both my home and my school, my parents lost their jobs too, due to the ongoing genocide in Gaza and we are facing catastrophic living conditions.💔

I kindly ask you to visit our campaign. Your support, whether through donating or sharing, will help us reach more people who can make a difference. Thank you for your continued support for the Palestinian cause. Your dedication brings us closer to freedom.🕊

Please note, our campaign has been verified by 90-ghost and aces-and-angels.☑

I´ll share it down here

I wish you the best of luck!

[f0xd13-blog]

He will soon pay a tribute to rukeli staying still andd getting punched in the face with an israeliti flag... i ll make him my star