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missacidburn928s-heathenhideaway · 5 months

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The Perks Of Being A Fiend

Alpha!Jax Teller x Omega!POC!Reader "LuLu"

Summary:

Alpha!Jax Teller x Omega!POC!Reader "LuLu" There's no in-between, we only do extremes. He can get on my LAST nerve, but honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Warnings:

Smut, Fluff and Smut, Light Angst, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Jax Teller, Accidental Voyeurism, Oral Sex, Sex, Rough Sex, Marriage, Pregnancy

Notes:

Hello Heathens! This is my first Jax fic although I'm a massive SOA fan. So be kind. (This was my first Jax fic 😊) Happy Reading!

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5 Missed Calls from JT 🐺

🌖Little Moon🌔 : I'm working Jackson. Why on earth are you blowing up my phone? JT 🐺 : I'm Sorry LM: Okay JT: Just okay? That's it? LM: What do you want a medal or something for doing the bare minimum when you did wrong? JT: C'mon dont be like that darlin'. LM: Don't. I know you're bored at the club house. So what is it you really want? What are you trying to sweet talk me into? JT: Just wanted to see my pretty Omega and since I'm stuck here I thought a picture or two might tide me over. LM: Seriously? JT: You know I’m serious. LM: Find some Beta crow eater to feed your need to see flesh. You’ve always been good at that. JT: That won’t satisfy the craving. I’m fiending for you. Always you. LM: I don't have time for this. JT: Just one picture. Take a bathroom break. JT: Where did you go? JT: I just want to see my Omega. Please, darlin’. I’ll do that thing with my tongue later. LM:

Now leave me be. And you would have done that thing with your tongue anyway. I set up the couch for you tonight if you decide to come home.

JT: Damn. It’s like that? LM: It’s like that. Balls in your court Teller. I’m not the one needing to earn forgiveness.

“I know that face.” Opie said with a smirk. “Someone is in the doghouse again. What’d you do this time?”

“Terra stopped by the house this morning to thank me for helping her with her flat tire last night.” He mumbles out as he lights up a cigarette.

“And?” Opie asks.

“And I may not have told Lulu about it when I got home late because of it.” He exhales a breath of smoke.

“Ooh.” Op winces. “That was a really dumb move man.” He shakes his head. “She’s the chillest woman you’ve ever been with it. But that only works when you don’t blindside her. Tara knew what she was doing showing up this morning like that. What’d Lu do?”

“She’s the one that opened the door and let her in when she asked for me with damn coffee and donuts in her hand.” He stomps out his cigarette. “She stayed calm and went about her normal morning routine while Tara thanked me and I escorted her out.”

“She was calm?”

“Yup.”

“Fuck man. What happened when the door closed?”

“She sat at the table with her coffee and grabbed a donut. She then told me ‘Such a gentleman and a baddass. Lucky me to have snagged such an Alpha. If only he knew to keep me up to date on happenings with his crazy exes.’ Gave me a kiss and then rushed off to get ready for the day.”

“Why the fuck are you here then?” Opie Inquires.

“She’s working. Told me the couch is ready for me tonight if I come home.”

“Damn I do not wish I were you right now. You have some groveling to do Prez.”

“Don’t I know it. Thankfully I know just how to diffuse her.”

You're getting ready to leave work and head home when your besties number shows up on your phone. You pick up and before you can even say hello she's going a mile a minute.

"You're still coming tonight. No excuses. Dress hot as shit too. Get Jax back for that Tara bullshit. I know for a fact that Ari is in town."

“Hello to you too Diamond.” You finally get out as you climb into your Chevelle. “I wasn’t going to bail on you tonight. I just wanted something low key but if you have a plan in mind I’m all for it. You know petty is my love language.”

“I’m thinking, O’ Sheas.”

“We always go to O’ Sheas.”

“Duh. But tonight Ari will be there. I’m sure he’ll be looking for an Omega to get lost in.” She remarks. “He is the idiot that let you get away. If he spots you I’m sure he’ll be begging for another piece.”

“I know you didn't forget that Jax is in fact my Alpha.”

“Of course I didn’t.” She replies. “I’m just saying give the Prez a taste of his own medicine. You don’t have to sleep with him. Just be your charming self is all.”

“I’m only agreeing to go because a drink is just what I need to forget this day.” You say as you pull into your driveway. “I’m not entertaining this Ari nonsense. If he’s there, then he’s there. I’m just looking to get inebriated enough to just knock straight out when I get home. Lord knows I sleep like shit when I’m alone.”

“Jax not coming home tonight?”

“More like I relegated him to the couch.”

“Understandable. I’ll let you get ready. Pick you up in like an hour or so.”

“Sounds good.”

You’re leaning over your built-in vanity, applying highlighter to your cheeks, clad in an olive green lingerie set, your favorite thigh high knit stockings keeping you warm, singing along to Mary J Blige. “My whole world’s, Up. Side. Dooooown.” Your hips sway to the beat as you really get into the song. You glance up into the mirror and spot Jax leaning against the door frame, just admiring the view.

“Singing ‘bout me, little moon?” He husks out.

“I plead the fifth.” You deadpan, turning your eyes back to your reflection.

He steps up behind you, ghosting his fingers along your exposed skin. “Got plans tonight, Omega?” He whispers into your ear.

You swallow but attempt to hold your ground. “Just hitting O’ Sheas with Diamond. Nothing special.” You shrug.

“Hmm.” He takes a step back. “I better get to it then.”

“Get to what?” You turn on your heel towards him as he cages you in.

"These panties have got to go.” He tugs on the waistband against your hip. “Hold on to the counter and lift your ass up for me." You instinctively follow his command.

Not wasting a second Jax practically rips the fabric from your skin. “Much better.”

He sinks down to his knees so that his handsome face and your glistening folds are level with each other. Eyes hooded, pupils dilated, he scents your arousal in the air, licking his lips. “Fuck. Look at you Omega. Perfect little pussy leaking all this slick for me.” He licks a stripe up your folds to your swollen clit, moaning in delight at the sweetness flowing onto his tongue. “God, I missed the taste of you on my tongue.”

"It hasn't even been a day since your last meal." You whimper out.

"Too long. Plus I have an apology to make." He growls out.

You find yourself threading your fingers through his golden locks for balance as he begins to really go to town. Feasting on you as if he’ll perish if he does not consume every ounce of you. He sinks two fingers into your center. You can’t help but grind against his face, fucking yourself with his fingers. He curls them just so, hitting that sweet spongy spot that has you seeing stars. Eliciting a long guttural moan as your sweet nectar spills, making quite the mess all over the lower half of his face.

You release his hair as he lifts his face from between your thighs, lips shining and beard covered in your juices, looking like the cat that got the cream. You wanted to allow your anger to persist, but the endorphin high with an oxytocin chaser that you just experienced is wavering your resolve.

You place your palms on his cheeks, pulling him up to grace him with a deep kiss, enjoying the taste of yourself on his tongue. “Get up Alpha.” You speak against his lips.

Once he is standing between your open thighs you undo his belt and zipper. You reach in, wrapping your hand around his base, giving him a slow pump, granting you a low groan, before pulling out his beautifully thick cock.

"Turn around ‘mega. Hands on the sink. Eyes on me in the mirror. I want you to watch me ruin you baby." You turn around, taking your time placing your hands on the counter. He smacks your ass once, in warning.

You push your hips back as you lean forward. This is when he chooses to tease you, rubbing his dick up and down your soaked folds. Tapping his head against your clit several times before sinking in slowly until his tip kisses your cervix, giving you a moment to adjust to his size stretching you out.

Feeling full of your Alpha you subconsciously begin to undulate your hips, looking for friction, as you lock eyes with him in the mirror. "Alpha, please. Fuck me. I don't think I can stand this much longer. Feels too good when you're so deep inside me."

He growls at your plea, fisting your hair and pulling. Forcing you to arch you back further to keep your eyes locked in the mirror.

He pulls back, slamming in as he begins a punishing pace, fucking you hard and deep. His balls slap against your swollen clit with every thrust making you see spots from the pure ecstasy of it all. Your staring into the mirror, watching his face as he grunts, swears and groans while he fucks all the tension and anger from you from behind.

You watch as he throws his head back, letting out a growl you can feel vibrate against your skin. "Fuck Omega, your pussy is just so damn tight. Feel so good wrapped around my dick. Ready to cum for me again? I need to feel ya squeezin’ me, trying to pop my knot and milk me dry."

"Yes.” You whimper out. “Please, Alpha. I’m close. So, so close." You’re uncaring of how needy you sound at the moment. The man really had a knack for turning you into a hormonal mess whenever he felt the need.

Your plea’s add fuel to his need to consume you, driving him to fuck you even harder. You know you'll most likely be sporting bruises on your hips from the counter, but you’ll deal with that fun little reminder later. Hand still wrapped up in your hair, his grip tightens, the pleasured pain sending you head first over the edge into the bliss of another orgasm.

"Don't close your eyes, ‘mega. Look at yourself.” He grits out. “See how gorgeous you look when you come undone for me." You let out a primal wailing moan as your pussy clamps down on his cock and your legs begin to shake. He smacks your ass with his free hand before taking hold of your hip, continuing to fuck you as you ride the waves of your orgasm.

When your walls stop their rhythmic suffocation of his cock, he slows down, taking his time to fuck you nice and deep. Hitting all your sweet spots. Cresting into the zone of overstimulation you begin to squirm against him again.

He watches, as his cock sinks in and out of your swollen and dripping folds. Hypnotized by how well you take his dick and still remain so goddamn tight. His hips instinctively pick up the pace, once again. "I'm close, Omega. Gonna fill ya up so good, you’ll still be leaking for days" He grunts out, accompanied by harsh thrusts.

"FUCK!” You shout. “Yes. Please, yes. Want all of you Alpha." Is all you can manage to mumble out as you arch your back deeper, preparing to take his seed deep into your womb.

He continues on, setting a pace that just makes your brain go fuzzy and every nerve-ending sing in pleasure.

“Fuuuck.” He grunts out. “My cock drunk little omega. Pussy’s gripping me so damn tight baby. She doesn't want to let me go.”

You just nod and whisper out. “Please. Full.” Lost in a sea of sensation, your mind is not able to formulate more than two words in your current state, other than moans, whimpers and wails of pleasure. You’re flying a serotonin high you are not ready to come down from yet.

That was all the validation he needed to hear to stop holding back and pop his knot, releasing his seed deep into your waiting womb. Painting the walls white with rope after rope of his spend.

Locked tight on his knot, time seemed to stand still, it felt like he was pouring everything he had into you, his cock gave it’s final twitch and he collapsed onto your back. Caging you in as he rains kisses along your shoulders.

That’s when you hear a round of applause come from the doorway. “GOTDAMN Girl! Now I get why he gets away with so much."

You burst into laughter at the situation. Unashamed over what they caught you doing in the comfort of your home. No one told her to let herself in with the key you gave her for emergencies.

“That was the hottest shit I have ever seen and we produce porn.” Juice blurts out.

“Hope you took some notes than, Juicy.” Jax snarks. “Now get the fuck out of my house so I can fully finish apologizing to my woman. Sorry Diamond but she’s staying in tonight.”

“Come on Juice.” Diamond turns to the still gawking biker. “Looks like your my date for tonight. I’m not wasting this outfit cus my girl is so easily dickmatized by her Alpha.”

She latches on to his Kutte and drags him back down the hall out of the house.

Jax knot has gone down enough at this point for him to tenderly slip out of you. A trail of his cum begins leaking down your thigh. He collects it on his fingers and pushes it back inside, making you moan and push back against him.

“I’m going to keep you full until I am fully forgiven for my stupidity.” He pulls his fingers out and places them before you face. You open your mouth and clean them of your combined essences.

“I hope you carbo loaded at the Club then Alpha.” You tease. “You have a ways to go to remain out of the dog house.”

He lifts you up into his arms and walks into your bedroom. “I’ll be sure to do my worst.”

That night took a turn you could not have expected. You want to blame it on the hormone high but that would be a weak cop out when in reality you always would have said yes.

While recovering from your escapades, enjoying all the lovely chemicals coursing through your veins, Jax asked you to be his old lady in every way. “You’re already my mate” He runs his fingers along the freshly renewed bite along your collarbone. “Let’s make this all the way official and head down to the courthouse and make it legal.”

“You’re serious.”

“100%”

“Okay. We’re going to need witnesses though.” You reply

“Easy. Op and Diamond.” He reaches for his phone and calls Op. You pick up yours to text D to meet you at the courthouse in the morning.

That’s how you found yourself in a sundress with a newly signed marriage license cuddled up with your now husband in the kitchen, waiting for Happy to show up to tattoo your ring finger.

“Gemma is gonna flip when she finds out.” Opie states calmly as he takes a puff of his cigarette.

“Who cares what Gemma thinks.” You shrug. “She was always on team, not me, anyway. This was for us not her.”

“She’s just going to have to get over it whenever the news hits her.” Jax adds.

“She might have forgiven you Jackson. But your still on shit list. I’m not so easily swayed.” Diamond declares. “Though this move has given you some points. Making her glow like that will always get you points with me.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Jax responds.

Twelve weeks after your Alpha’s apology and your subsequent nuptials thereafter, the club was dealing with some backlash from a new MC trying to make a name for themselves in the streets. Wanting to keep his men and their families safe, Jax has called a lockdown.

The compound and clubhouse was filled with families, children trying to find a way to deal with the boredom, running around making nuisances of themselves. The volume of so many voices alone was overwhelming, not to mention the haze of cigarette smoke that permeates the air. You’d been feeling queasy for days and the stench of bad perfume wafting off the crow eaters as you tried to make lunch had bile slowly rising up your throat.

“You doin okay there Sweetheart?” Gemma asks, watching you waver slightly on your feet.

“I’ll be fine.” You reply. “Just not feeling my best today. It’ll pass. I think I might go lay down for a bit though if I’m not needed here.”

“We got it Sug.” Luann blurts out before Gemma could give you the third degree. “These crow eaters need to learn to be useful for something other than sucking dick anyway.”

“Thanks.” You give her a tight smile. “If you need any more help, please don't hesitate to come get me.” You rush out of the kitchen before anyone can object and head down the hall to Jax’s room. You’ve unbuttoned your tight jeans and are in the process of sliding the denim down your legs when the door opens.

“Everything okay ‘mega?” Are the first words out of Jax’s mouth. “Op saw you booking it pretty fast out the kitchen.” He closes the door behind him, walking up to you as you're stepping out of your pants.

“I’m fine now.” You wrap your arms around his shoulders. “Just needed to get away from the stench of Crow Eater.”

He places his hands on your hips, pushing up your loose shirt, one of his old beat up SAM CROW’s, thumbs tracing your lower stomach. “They still given you a hard time with smells?” He asks.

“They are.” You nod your head. “It’s mainly the perfume that sets me off. Thankfully it’s supposed to ease up soon. I don’t think I could handle a full nine months of feeling like this.”

He lowers himself to his knees, where his head is in line with your non-existent bump. “Listen here pup. You’re already causing your mama problems and I can’t have that. I’mma need ya to calm your shit down or we’re both gonna be in for it when you get out.” You chuckle at his antics as he reprimands his progeny growing in your womb.

He has been nothing short of amazing since you found out last week that you were expecting your first pup. His apology sure left its mark. It’s a bit sooner than you both were expecting but it’s exciting nonetheless.

“Such a big strong Alpha, on his knees, pleading with his unborn child. Whatever shall I do with you.” You run your fingers through his hair as the door is slammed open. You both turn to find Gemma standing in the doorway, Opie behind her with a look of defeat on his face.

“Sorry guys. I caught her snooping near the door and before I could get a chance to shoo her away she gasped and threw open the door.” He shakes his head.

“You're pregnant?!” She hollers at you. “I knew something was up. That why you marked her?”

“Mom.” Jax stands up. “I’m gonna need ya to calm the fuck down. That’s not only my Omega, but my wife and the mother of your unborn grandchild, your screeching at. She’s already feeling like crap. I’m not about to have you stressing her out too. Either accept this and be happy or get out our faces.” He huffs.

Stunned not only that her son is speaking to her like this but that somehow he got married and didn't even inform her. “You got married? Was that before or after you knocked her up?”

“Watch it.” He growls. “Not that it is really any of your business but we just recently found out she was pregnant. Must have happened around our wedding day. Not that it matters. She was always going to be mine. Knew it from the moment her scent hit my nose.”

“Why didn't you tell me you were getting married?” She asks.

“Because I knew how you’d act and I didn't want you pulling any of your tricks.” Jax deadpans.

“I know what you think about me Gemma.” You speak up. “And you're wrong. I have only ever wanted what was best for your son. My Alpha. Now that we’ve started our own family, you can choose to let your misconceptions of me go and be a part of this little pups life when they arrive. Or you can double down and miss out on all the wonders a new life brings to a family. The decision is yours.”

“Damn.” You hear Opie mutter out.

“If you think for one second I’m risking not being in my first grandbabies life, you're sorely mistaken honey.” Gemma states. “I’ll behave. I’d say welcome to the family but you’ve already been here awhile apparently.”

“See that wasn't that hard.” Jax teases before turning to you. “Can we tell everybody now. I think they all could use some good news.”

You sigh. “Fine. But can I get a nap first.” You negotiate. “I know they’ll want to celebrate and chit chat. If I don’t get some rest I may just snap at the first person to try and touch my belly.”

They all laugh. “Alright, little moon. We can take a nap.” He kisses your forehead, then turns to his mother. “Don’t say a word until we come out later. I mean it mom.”

“I’m not gonna blab.” She relents. “Wouldn’t want to deal with your wrath having upset your Omega. Been there with your father when I was pregnant with John. Wouldn’t wish that on anybody.”

“C’mon Gemma.” Opie pulls her out the room, slowly closing the door. “I’ll keep an eye out Prez.”

“Thanks Op.” He pulls you close, giving you a loving kiss. “I love you Omega.”

“Love ya too Alpha.” You kiss him back, pulling him towards the bed where you had previously made a haphazard nest, so you could cuddle up and get some much needed rest with your perfect pain the ass Alpha.

#poc reader #jax teller x reader #jax teller smut #alpha jax teller

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tulisanmimi · 4 months

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Tentang takdir.

2016 lalu aku berkali kali menanyakan kenapa ya kok bisa lulus sbm pgsd. Berkali kali denial. Tahun 2017-2018 masih nyoba daftar stan tapi ngga tembus juga. Hahaha. Qadarullah.

Namun ketika melanjutkan hingga sarjana belasan semester dilanjutkan dengan menjalani pendidikan profesi. Aku baru sadar, dari dulu aku memang tidak memiliki spesialisasi. Rasanya semua imbang, ngga bego tapi juga ngga pintar, dalam konteks kognitif yaa. And voilaa, itu yang dibutuhkan guru sd. Harus bisa semuanya. Kita sebagai pendidik espicially guru sd ngga dituntut buat tahu detail. Namun pemahaman umum, fundamental konsepnya harus paham. Pantesan semenjak asistensi mengajar udah cosplay kaya gurita yg harus bisa sana sini.

Oke, tulisan sambil nyambi ngerjain lms ppl 1.

MasyaAllah sekali ternyata ibrahnya. Terimakasih ya Allah sudah membuatku akhirnya menyadari takdir yang dulu berkali kali kutanyakan. Ternyata aku hanya perlu jalan dulu, gerak dulu, dan ngelibatin Allah dalam setiap prosesnya. Memang ngga mudah, ada nangisnya pasti karena ngerasa banyak tertinggal dari teman-teman di kelas. But it's okay Mi. Thanks to Allah yg kasih kamu kesempatan buat hidup dan berjuang hingga kini. Hug for u, Mi 🫶🤍

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bzarblog · 7 years

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LM LULU ／エルエムルル幼い頃からパリのファッションの世界で育ったPatricia Forgeal（パトリシア・フォージール）が設立したブランド。刺繍や独特な色使い等、遊び心あるデザインの、女性らしいフェミニンなコレクションを展開。ベルギー、スペイン、イタリアなど、ヨーロッパだけでなく、アメリカ、中東でも評価され人気を博しています。日本でも雑誌に取り上げられる等、注目を集めているブランドです。

華やかな装飾と気品高いレディなデザインでBZARでも人気を集めています♫ 今回はスタイリングの主役にピッタリの華やかなニットやアクセントになりそうな小物など全23スタイルの入荷です！

華やかな装飾は角度によって様々な輝き方をし思わず見惚れてしまう程とても綺麗です^^ 是非店頭にてご覧になって下さい♪ “ LM LULU ” NEWアイテムはコチラから！

#new #newarrivals #lm lulu #paris #fashion #ootd #selectshop #sappro

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outfithercom · 7 years

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Bohème chic en jupe - Create the trend on outfit-her.com

#ootd #fashion #beige skirt #beige sandals #blue top #pink clutchbag #guess #new look #lm lulu #mango

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jaded-idealism · 5 years

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Via Lulu Bernard’s instastory - August 24, 2019

#mia criss #jodi benson #lulu bernard #lm at the hollywood bowl #instagram #aug 2019 #mia swier

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chocolatemilksmoothie · 2 years

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Edge of the World

I knew it was gonna be harsh for King this episode but ouch...

first of all shoutout to Hooty he really did protect these kids!

I do feel the need to mention I'm surprised Hunter wasn't mentioned or shown once (1)? like Eda I know he's not your kid but he did run alone into the woods, panicking, is anyone gonna go check up on him

King wants his demon family to meet his owl family and for them to play catch together :(

hugs <3

anyways poor Luz is having a hard time, understandably, so she must be thankful about the letter so that she feels like there's something she can do

LULU! I love her current design

I liked the little heart to heart with Eda, she is stressed about how serious this all is so it's nice there's anther adult there to talk to

I saw the promo images by the crew with the baseball and glove and I KNEW it was gonna be heartbreaking. I suspected King's dad was dead and I think that is very much the case now huh

getting an army def would've been helpful, but I guess that's out of the question now

thought if you think about it they're kinda losers too, Titan slayers trappers who have never even seen a live Titan

though considering they worship the Collector, and they got King to light up the uh, Round Boi, I am very much expecting to see these guys again

they have this teleporting magic thing, even if it was destroyed it's still interesting. so they're far, but they can travel

I always loved the concept of islands made of a giant carcass, it's fascinating and horrible. seems they can warp from the hand to the finger right? how'd they get the finger so far away

I thought we'd get an Eda+Lily B plot but we really didn't get much from them after leaving, so the cliffhanger makes me think they did something. the house may be empty, or they may have called someone, but who?

I knew there was something creepy or something bad was coming but the moment I realized they were WEARING the SKULLS my jaw dropped, that's dark

"he passed down that skull of yours" they assumed he was in disguise too

it's so sad because he thought he was learning about his family, about his culture, his people! but they were just going to hurt him

how long does a Titan live? how fast do they grow?? if King's dad was still around a few years ago before he hatched then I'm sure he's not the Titan we're living on but is he 100% dead??

is King really the last one...

EDIT because oh my god Titan Blood NO ONE LET BELOS KNOW

this kid's heart has been broken enough times!!! give him a break!!!

Luz and Hooty are actually a comedic duo bless

A couple things:

This dude has wings! I remember back in Eda's requiem I wondered if this meant King would get wings eventually but seeing as other people in the group don't have wings I think it's just him?

and it seems to me he was getting attached to King before realizing who he was, which is kinda sad

"can we play catch?"

look at how tiny he is :'(

"release the grand Huntsman from his prison" it's interesting they have the Round Boi and it's shattered. does Belos know where it is?

I thought the Collector would be freed in the Day of Unity but it seems these guys want to free them too hmmm Bill knew of Belos but doesn't seem to care or be for or against him, so they're not working together...

King lit the flame and his eyes glowed, he was somehow connected to the Collector but the ritual was thankfully left unfinished. but the fact that it started is VERY concerning

"tell Lulu how brave I was" I WILL HUN

this shot is gorgeous

and we end with the house surrounded.

Once again things get tense and the Day of Unity is a week away, so next week should be intense too. this was an Emotions Heavy episode for the main cast, especially King of course, and we finally get the confirmation that he is a Titan. the last one. poor baby

So, speaking of next week

so, ever since Hollow Mind I think it's clear we're on Season Finale Mode so all episodes will be intense. Next week we have Labyrinth Runners (is that a Maze Runner reference lmao) and it's a Gus episode which yesss I love my boy.

but it says the Emperor's Coven is going to Hexside, so I assume they're hunting for Luz and probably anyone who sides with her. Gus will team up with an "unlikely ally" and there's a lot of options there so we gotta wait and see.

Still, I noticed this one shot of the promo is definitely from next week's ep and it's the last shot from the promos we haven't seen as far as I can tell (do correct me if I'm wrong). Which means we're going blind into the last few episodes. ominous

#toh #the owl house #toh spoilers #the owl house spoilers #edge of the world #long post #king clawthorne #eda the owl lady #edalyn clawthorne #luz noceda #hooty #lilith clawthorne

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delaserre · 7 years

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im going by jack now !!!!

#no id name or anything i just . like the name #lms if u see!!!! sorry i just feel weird going by lulu rn

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drownedxvalkyrie · 4 years

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👑IN CLAIMING THRONES👑

(FULL TRANSCRIPT)

Chagrin Reavers Engravings

Mori Calliopes Motifs

Chagrin Reaver’s Engraving 1~~

Majestic menagerie imbued with stoic depravity

Sovereign desires envelop the pyre exalting sin in their ocular gravities

With gracious anxiety she weaves her limbs in hopes of cloaking the Invictus: Mori Calliope

Her hunger remised to hide her kiss within the vulgar pangs of truth’s eclipse

-MD

《《 Mori Calliopes Motif 1 》》

Carnality obnubilated in flickering candle's luminescent bliss.

Predilection declared in raspy breath's intertwined in moments to reminisce.

In coaxing cadence he embodies reviries beyond that which is surreal.

A muse he wishes to inspire delicious concupiscence her heart would rather conceal.

-LM

~~Chagrin Reaver’s Engraving 2~~

Obsidian textures clasp to rogue winds guiding his limbs to beckon forth the stifling flame of desires grin

In crafting laughter and timeless moments,

her cadence chases Autumns omen

he scours her traumas debris to clutch dearly what she labeled as broken components

As language leaves her lips, subtle truths slip,

Smudging one another with

shared counterpoints,

refusing to let their connection be dismissed

Moisture collects within her passions wellspring

As if to anoint her modesty through honesty...

as it quietly runs down her thigh...

her only jury...is the courtesy....

Of a silent drip

-MD

《《 Mori Calliopes Motif 2 》》

Their evocative yearnings come to fruition on urgent breathes of their tangled rapture.

Elements clash in antediluvian rituals of the unveiled flesh in salacious longings capture.

Languid and reckless clash as modest beseeching give way to quivering exigency.

Savoring the edge of crescendo after crescendo until her essence withers away from docility.

As Aphrodite's esoteric gaze marks her immutable commendation.

Fire will rekindle bewilderment, giving rise to passion's phoenix as the silent drip penetrates worldly foundations.

-LM

《《 Mori Calliopes Motif 3 》》

The unequivocal enchantment of her ambrosia inviting him to match Lucullan indulgements.

His unsheathed virility to worship his inamorata with deification to match Eros's lascivious ebullience.

Her teasing rhythm invoking his carnal entrancement as her velvet essence calls forth the sacral fires.

Their Dionysian symphony composed of his growl of satisfaction and her gasps of finality sheathing his will without fervor's conspire.

Together, they greet the constellations as perfervid vulnerability align in their paradises ecstasy.

Crashing back to limbs entwined they clutch and sooth as they seek to achieve again the daze that welcomed resplendency.

-LM

~~ Chagrin Reaver’s Engraving 3~~

Her vibrance steps towards his vanity,

against lamp lit walls silhouettes and shivering lips trade blows igniting passions calamity

Beads of exertion cascade from brow and back carving salvations tracks to fervently cast alliterated moments bearing witness to her prolific climax being mapped through the earth-shattering cracks in the madness...of the savagery in their humanity

Hands clasped, she softly gasps, hoping in vain to grasp control of her diaphragm’s surrender as she straddles him in exasperated laughter and basks in the rapturous stretch of feeling full while clamping firm in coming home....

to Virtue’s mandate they give condolence

For what they seek, they need no atonement..

all that was guarded, could never be stolen...

they are Fate’s apostles...and this is their “Romans”....

-MD

《《 Mori Calliopes Motif 4 》》

££ Final Illustration ££

This is no parable moralizing the rending winds of lust, rather their fleshly exploration leave them each enthroned.

These lovers two aren't tyrannized by cravings of hedonistic sybartism. Their assiduity ripples dualistic fantasy's waters like a skipping stone.

Devotion to every sultry curve and approbation of every needy gasp evince veneration to their divinity.

To define the essence of their humanity as "carnal malfactors" deserving of unyielding tempests is it's own blasphemy.

The reverberation of their warring amorous welding is what welcomed them to transcendancy.

For a God is emblazoned in her satisfaction-veiled eyes and a Goddess is rhapsodized in his fervid gaze, even when they lay dominating one another in serenity.

-LM

Chargrin Reavers Engraving 4:

~~Final Cartography~~

Embers flicker to the tempo of playfully placid rotations;

dipped in paraffin; anchored to her sacral salvation....

as if they were fulfilling their innocence through pelvic objectives explicitly thrashed by a chain of command....

with Revelry at the Helm—their mutual turncoat General....

and the spoils of Dogma’s Famine as it violently feasts on Ritual’s ravaged contraband....

Bedsheets begin to breathe, they welcome eagerly the calligraphy of

Passions Clergy—

in tandem,...they writhe in satisfaction’s grin....

shipwrecked somewhere off the coasts of Compassions bastion;

a Bastille wrought of carnal baptisms....

.....marooned on an island uncharted...of which caspian waves meets rhapsody’s rain in the vascular vacillation of ecstasy’s static cataclysms that take root in neurological nuclei and abdominal aftershock—radiating outward from cores left shivering......accounting for the landslide majority of its atmosphere....

Waves crash against their shared foreign breeze—thermonucleic tessellations find their rhythm in pentameter voltaic....as he cradles her confidence while she roughhoused his vulnerability...forming the dripping friction that’s planted its flag in the soil and sand of conviction....

Acidic conscription recruits those vilified, now sanctified, to testify....

As the lovers immortally deify the fluid trio alkaline— sanguine in creed....saline in belief.....and solvent in humanity.....

A marvel to bleeding beaches written in crimson ink of a quill beseeched....

They’re but a brazen and blinding beacon to all those whoever claimed to give a fuck...flying OR fighting....

and though she brings him a peace the likes of which only fire could sing....my God, do we fuck like we’re at war....

“ To which version do you ascribe?

The duality of irony’s reality, Memento Mori Calliope;

Or the fleeting dream of a fantasy that falls just out of reach?

Chagrin Reaver-Archdiocese

-MD

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Bye Spring 2020!

Akhirnya bok… selesai juga ini Spring Semester yang sungguh WOW.

Pertama, empat mata kuliah.

Kedua, COVID-19 PANDEMIC. Yang akhirnya bikin setengah semester jadi online semua.

Alhamdulillah alaa kuli haal.

Performa akademik gue tentu saja turun, hahaha. Di tengah berbagai drama yang gue alami, masuk akal dan cukup wajar. Dan turunnya juga ngga turun-turun banget sih. Jadi masih OK lah.

Again, my lesson for this semester would be: nggak lagi-lagi maksain ngambil empat mata kuliah di mana tiga mata kuliah numpuk di hari yang sama.

Senin dan Rabu, gue kuliah Ekonometrik, Foreign Trade sama Makroekonomi II.

Dua pelajaran pertama, gue dapet A, lalu Makro dapet B.

Menjadi make sense karena kalau dipikir-pikir gue emang lebih banyak belajar kedua mata kuliah tersebut daripada Makro. Gimana engga, Ekonometrik tiap minggu ada tugas. Sementara Foreign Trade, model kelasnya adalah diskusi gitu. Nilai cuma diambil dari partisipasi diskusi kelas sama paper akhir sama presentasi; dan nggak ada ujian. Jadi, tiap minggu Kakek Professor bakal kasih satu atau dua jurnal buat dibahas di kelas. Mau nggak mau kita pun jadi jumpalitan baca itu jurnal, sampe paham luar dalam. Kalau nggak, ya ngga bisa ngomong di kelas. Kalau nggak ngomong di kelas, ya nggak dapet nilai maksimal. Dan Si Kakek bakal marah-marah.

Seriusannnn. Dia bakal ngomel di kelas dengan nada dan intonasi yang nyantai tapi kita tau dia marah.

“Ini ketauan banget nih, kalian nggak baca. Kita baru bahas ini minggu lalu, terus kalian udah lupa? Kentara banget kalian nggak baca. Tolong lah, sebelum kelas tolong baca catetan kalian sama materi-materi yang ada di D2L.”

Terus abis itu dia ngeloyor pergi ninggalin kelas.

Atau kadang garuk-garuk kepala, terus duduk sebentar sebelum mulai kasih kuliah lagi.

BTW, D2L adalah sebutan untuk LMS di kampus gue.

Pernah suatu ketika, gue lagi mau ujian Makro. Jadi gue baca jurnal buat kelas Foreign Trade seadanya aja gitu. Di kelas pun gue akhirnya ngga pede mau ngomong. Jadi di hari itu, gue diem aja. Sampai akhirnya Si Kakek nodong gue, “Fitri kamu kenapa diem aja hari ini? Kamu belom bahkan belum ngeluarin satu patah kata.”

Terus ya udah gue cuma bisa nyengir.

Nggak mungkin kan, gue bilang, “Sorry Prof, kemaren-kemaren sibuk belajar Makro, soalnya tadi pagi ujian Makro. Jadi saya baca jurnal seadanya.”

Bisa dilempar dari Lantai 4 gue.

Si Kakek kemudian meminta gue untuk bikin summary diskusi kelas hari itu. Untung gue masih cukup bisa nangkep poin-poin diskusi jadi masih bisa presentasiin summary diskusi. Kalo nggak, hamsyong parah.

Terus belajar Makro-nya kapan? Pas hari Jumat ketika gue nggak ada kuliah. Biasanya gue ngumpul di perpus sama dua orang temen gue buat belajar Makro bareng-bareng. Anyway, kelas Makro II ini kalau dibandingkan dengan kelas Makro I, rasanya agak hambar. Makro II entah kenapa minim banget tugas. Berbeda dengan Makro I yang hampir tiap minggu ada tugas. Prof-nya juga entah kenapa nggak terlalu dalam membahas tugas yang dikasih. Jadi, kita—atau gue sih sebenernya merasa kayak nggak dapet pemahaman yang utuh. Terus, kalau ngebandingin sama mahasiswa program yang sama di kampus lain, waktu bikin kurva dynamic path, mereka udah pake software gitu sementara di kelas gue masih seadanya dan manual pake diagram Cartesian yang digambar pake pensil dan penggaris.

Hari Selasa dan Kamis, ini gue cuma ada satu mata kuliah yaitu Mikro II. Phew. Ini mata kuliah materinya banyak banget dan padet banget. Setelah dapet nilai super jeblok pas exam pertama, gue akhirnya bisa dapet A terus di ujian-ujian berikutnya. Alhamdulillah nilai kuis mingguan gue juga A semua, jadi nilai akhirnya pun masih dapet A minus. Mikro II ini diajar sama Prof Watts, dosen gue pas kelas Math Econs dulu. Jadi sedikit banyak gue udah lumayan familiar sama dia.

Dari dua semester di Departemen Ekonomi SIU, gue mulai bisa menyimpulkan bahwa tugas yang dateng tiap minggu dan reading assignment tiap minggu itu lah yang memudahkan kita buat belajar dan akhirnya bikin kita lebih siap pas ujian akhir, sehingga kita bisa dapet nilai lebih bagus.

Waktu semester pertama, ketiga mata kuliah ngasih tugas mingguan dan/atau kuis mingguan. Di semester kedua ini, semua mata kuliah juga ada tugas/kuis mingguannya kecuali Makro II. Dan di Makro II itu lah nilai gue paling jelek.

Okeh, berarti ntar kalo gue balik jadi dosen lagi, gue harus kasih tugas mingguan ke mahasiswa. Nggak perlu yang susah dan banyak, tapi cukup buat bikin mereka belajar konsep-konsep penting dan paham.

Dan akhirnya…

Good bye Spring Semester!

Thank you for the drama and lesson!

Mari bersiap untuk Qualifying Exam! Semoga bisa lulus Qualifying Exam di bulan Juni 2020! Bismillah!

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