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[tricks-n-illusions]

[ Reply to this from @guardians-of-dreams ]

→ Silas has been healed by Malachi! He will no longer appear to be injured in future posts.

→  Silas has also received a wish from Malachi! It will now take the form of a yellow Star Piece and be displayed on his profile.

[ . . . ]

It would be an understatement to say Silas wasn't sure how to react, he took a long moment to stare at the gift. This was the second time someone had given him something. His expression shifted from confusion to worry before settling into something more neutral as Malachi explained. He didn't say anything at first, he was almost completely lost for words. Only being able to give a small puzzled sound before he hushed up again. It was after a long and awkward silence that he finally spoke up. Unlike his previous loud and over-the-top persona his voice was low and quiet. Barely loud enough to be heard, he seemed to be his genuine self in this moment.

It was obvious he wanted to ease their worry, possibly reassure them. But he couldn't, he couldn't possibly say it, not with all the people he let down. Those he ultimately left betrayed by his impulsive and self-destructive actions. Now that another person was willingly putting trust in him after all these years he wasn't about to make a false promise and ruin their hopes. With a final sad glance at them, the Zoroark nervously put the item into his bag. Rather than closing it and moving on, he began to carefully go over everything. He shifted things to the side every so often as he appeared to be looking for something, something he could give them. After a while of searching, he finally pulled something small out of his bag.

"It was mine before I was forced to evolve." He quickly cringed at the thought before he continued, his voice still quiet, "My mo- I mean. My trainer gave it to me a long time ago... All it does is remind me of something I never wanted." He sighed holding it out, "Just don't break it, Please. If you don't want it. Just give it to someone who needs it more. I don't care. It's probably worthless to you anyway." Despite claiming to not care, It was clear it pained him to give up one of his sentimental items to them, but he was too dead set on paying Malachi back to care for his own feelings at the moment. Begrudgingly he gave the Jirachi the strange stone before he turned away, his usual rude tone quickly returning to cover up any vulnerability that might have slipped out. Silas threw them the best glare he could muster up. "Don't say I owe you anything. Alright? I don't want you knocking on my fuckin' door like a debt collector." "I don't owe you shit, so don't say I do."

→  What's this? You received an item from Silas! He refuses to take it back. You have been gifted a [Everstone] by Silas, it appears to be roughly carved into the shape of a Zorua.

-> Malachi has been added to the relationships page.

[deviatory]

@devilmass cont.

For a moment his breath lingered halfway caught through another sigh. Fixated on the corpse. There were times Malachi could look as if he was a hundred miles away. A gaze that looked although did not truly seem like it saw what was in front of it, but rather appeared to only stare right through. It wasn’t something he had always done, somewhere down the line he simply stopped naturally emoting with his eyes.  It was an eerieness that was easier to get past with his visual impairments. There were little who would question it.

“I offered her my hand.” There was a calmness to his voice as he answered. His head rising to the withering afternoon sun, a soft sheen of sweat dotting his forehead. Then slowly he rose to stand. “I went to find her. I saw her grazing along the road. I thought if I could get close enough to her I could have led her back.” Was he foolish to believe he could. Was he foolish that he could convince her of this facade? He never got that far. “She went over the first fence, she never quite made it to the second.”

“She will be missed.” His head turned slightly, for the first time offering the stranger his mauled visage squinting behind his thin glasses. There was faint sadness in his expression. “The boy’s family may find it difficult to forgive me. I will, however, return the saddle.” There was a weariness, almost reluctance to his words even if they were genuine. He cast his attention back to the motionless creature.

“Do you need any further help?”

[dxefillz]

babyy ✨: what’s your ring size, hm? babyy ✨: don’t ask why. 😤 @thatsohkai​

[elysiumxii]

starter for @seoulxsinners ft malachi & seojin

"How quaint-" the demon murmurs with a sneer curling at his lips as he stops in the café, leaning forward to let his dark nail clink against a sweet patterned mug, as he flicks it in disgust.

The draw of a rather familiar, angelic power had drawn the demon Malachi to this spot, and as he had entered the sweet little shop, with its homely aroma of brewing coffee and the sound of steam whistling from a milk-frother, he's not sure if he'd rather scorch the place or throw up.

Standing to his full height with a look of contempt down his nose at the place, he walks forwards towards the counter, in search of his folly.

[unapxlogeticme]

"guess not ... emery's eyes roll slightly, mumbling to himself. he was tired and cold. all he wanted to do was go back to the room. before all this, he had that feeling maybe leaving wasn’t such a good idea. as usual he ignored the voice giving him the warning. he felt that he was now fighting for the first thing that brought him true happiness. “isn’t that what potentially loving someone is all about though? being there with them through it all?”

love. no he didn't love malachi. sure he had thought about it before, but even emerson knew it was too soon for those type of feelings. he barely knew him. he was trying to push buttons though. he wanted to see how far he could push the other man just to see how far he went. it felt like a game that they were playing. who would win was up in the air. all he really wanted to know was why did this man raise his son in such a way. he needed to know why.

"why did you fuck up your son, huh? he had no chance to be human. you took that from him and i need to know why." emerson moves closer to where the other man is standing. he should've kept his distance. all he wanted was to show the older man he wasn't going to give up. "a cabin sounds good. maybe that's where we'll go." he shrugs his shoulders thinking about his home that he still had and the rv he bought. they had those places to escape to. just him and malachi. "but where ever we end up, you won't find us. there's no way in hell i'll tell you where we're going. i won't let you take him away from me."

they weren't done until he decided that they were. "the greatest moments, followed by the worst moments. you'll see." bradley wasn't going to let this go. if whatever this boy said was the truth, the his efforts to improve his son were compromised. countless dollars out the window.

there was a very real chance that malachi would go with emerson. bradley hadn't seen the two interact. malachi kept him in the dark about emerson's existence up until now. he wasn't certain the degree of reliance the two had on one another. and if malachi left...finding him would take more resources than he was willing to part with.

"that temper will never let him be human. my colleagues made sure of that. what's your plan after running away, anyway? find a secluded cabin in the middle of nowhere?"

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[bornfornothin]

@deathdippedingold​ asked: pull yourself together. —Malachi

SOME OLD MEME.

It takes Job a moment to even recognize Malachi’s voice is forming words, staring dumbstruck at the guy he’s tased on the ground. “S-sorry.” His hands are shaking, but the taser feels fused to his grip.

“It’s okay.” It’s whispered more to himself before he manages to tear his eyes away and focus on Malachi again. “I didn’t think it was gonna be like that. I didn’t think it was gonna hurt him that bad. Fuck.” Job seems to suddenly remember the weapon in his hand and tries to hand it back.

“Will ya take this? I, uh... I’m sorry. I don’t think I can do that again.”

[aegoniipascal]

Warmth | Malachy Granger

Malachy thought the night ended but you had other plans.

themes/warnings: intro smut (18+), the reader is 18 years old and Malachy’s 25 years old, age gap, cursing, cock warming

“Fuccckk.” Malachy cursed under his breath, biting his lip as he was fucking you from behind.

You didn’t know how you and your boyfriend had got here. First, you were fighting with him because your parents recently that you were dating a boy—a man that is practically almost 25 years old. You were 18 and naive but you loved him and you surely did not care what your parents thought.

“Umm, Mal. I’m going to cum.” You moan underneath your speech. You were at the urge to release all over his cock.

“Cum for me baby,” Malachy replies to you when you hear him say that. You released on his cock.

You felt his cum squirted into your wet hole and you moaned out loud. Feeling each his liquid going inside of you. Malachy turns you around while he still inside of you and you laid your head against the soft pillow, closing your eyes.

Malachy’s cock softens and took it out of your warmth making a pout. You were upset that you couldn’t feel his warmth anymore, you wanted him still inside of you. He saw your face and chuckled at your action as he grabs his boxer then pulls them up.

He went to the bathroom to grab a wet towel and bring it back to you. He helps sit up from the lying position. You were sore from your legs to your neck but you did not care. You loved it when he went ruff on you, it was the best thing. He wipes up all of your and his cum off your legs.

“Do you want a hot bubble bath?” Malachy asked his girlfriend. You looked at him and nodded at your boyfriend. “I would love that.”

Mal smiles. He hardly smiled for anyone but you weren’t anyone, you were the love of his life. He got up from the bed and went back to the bathroom to get your bath ready. You were waiting for him for a while.

You didn’t even realize that he was out of the bathroom. He walks over to you and picks you up by the legs gently. You wrapped your arm around his neck and carried you to the bathroom. You saw the bathtub filled with bubbles that brought a smile to your face.

Your favorite aftercare, after sex, was when Malachy sets up a bubble bath. He knew that you would love it.

Malachy puts you inside the warm bath hub. You hissed with relief from the pain of your sore body. Your boyfriend takes off his boxer and gets in the tub with you. You went over to him and sat on his naked lap not in a sexual way.

But that didn’t stop him from getting his cock hard. He wraps his arm around your neck and kisses you on the cheek. You lay your head on his chest and your head playing with his little chest hair.

“You know sex doesn’t solve our fights.” You muttered not making any eye contact. Malachy sighed at his girlfriend.

“Y/n, your parents are pissed off and don’t want us to be together,” Malachy stated to you rubbing his hand on his forehead.

“But I don’t care what my parents think. All I know is that I just want to be with you.” You told your boyfriend.

Malachy did not speak to stay quiet and you sighed, also did not speak. Both of you did not speak for the rest of the bathing time. After a while, you and him got out of the water. As you were drying yourself up, he went back to the room to change clothes for him and you.

He came back to the bathroom and he gave you his oversized shirt with no pants or underwear. Malachy loved it when you slept with only his shirt on. You and he walked out of the bathroom together and went to the back bed.

“I’m so fucking tired.” Malachy flops on the bed, usually when you guys have sex. He would be the one that sleeps on the side where he fucked you. He did not mind it at all.

You went ahead and flopped right next to him and got under the covers with him. Malachy reached over to the lamp that was aside of him and pulled the string as the light went off.

“Mal, I want to sleep with you.” You told your boyfriend. He lifts his head and stares at you with confusion.

“We are sleeping together,” Malachy said to you but that not what you meant. You grabbed his face and pulled into your face closer.

“I want you inside me while we sleep.” You elaborate with Malachy. He was too stunned by what you said.

“You want me to dick you inside while we sleep?” Malachy had to make sure he heard right. You shyly nodded at your boyfriend.

Malachy was surprised at you by your actions, most of the time it was him who was horny but the table had turned and it was you.

“Of course, you can,” Malachy smirked at you and your cheeks flushed red.

He pulled down his boxers and threw them out to the side of the bed. He pulls the cover off them each, you see that his erection is already. He laid his back down to get in the right. You were excited getting to feel his warmth again.

You jumped excitingly and Malachy saw you thrilled making him smile. You went over his body down to his cock and you felt his tip hovering above your wet cunt. Your boyfriend was waiting for you to take his cock inside of you.

You pushed your butt above Malachy’s member making him jolt his hip. You moan out loud as you felt the tip of cock going inside. Mal guided your hip down to his V-line.

“It’s hasn’t been an hour since we have sex, you’re fucking tight.” Malachy groaned and felt him stretching your cunt.

You moan out loudly and finally get to feel his warmth inside of you. You felt his cock twitch inside of you. You loved feeling his whole cock inside of you, you can even feel him in your stomach. He loved being inside of you.

You lay down on your boyfriend’s stomach and Malachy needs to talk for a minute to get used to being inside of her. Then after a little bit, he gets the covers and throws the blanket on top of you and him. Malachy made sure you were comfortable on top of him.

“I love you, Mal.” You mumbled to him as you closed your eyes.

“I love you too, y/n.” You felt Malachy kissed your forehead.

[intxication]

"Uh huh". Mathias didn't have a direct interest in taxidermy, but he also didn't have anything else to do. In the back of his mind he was going to take this as an opportunity to maybe learn more about the butcher and his husband. It was good to keep up with his fellow members, just in case.

"Okay. Do you want me to bring anything?"

It's so childish that Malachi doesn't honor it with a response. Just watches the other with the same unaffected expression that is almost always worn on the butcher's face. And then Mathias continues on about how he doesn't want a mentor.

"Right. As I said. I'm not your mentor." He repeats simply. "I have no reason to kidnap you. I have enough bodies in the freezer as it is." Then: "Alright. Friday, then. Taxidermy lessons."

[whatdoeseverybodywant]

LOVE - Chapter 9

After getting back together, Janelle finds out thats she’s pregnant. Follow along with Josh and Janelle as they deal with the highs and lows of her pregnancy.

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Janelle is played by Justine Skye

Sequel to All I Need Is You: Read Here

Catch up on all other parts here

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The next two months were hectic for Janelle with the addition of Malachi and dealing with her postpartum depression. Mama Fatu had come over everyday and helped Janelle with everything and even if Janelle didn’t need anything done, Mama Fatu would just come and sit with her and sometimes even Trinity on her off days from IMPACT! Wrestling

But right now, she was all alone, Mama Fatu was sick and didn’t want to give Malachi any unnecessary germs, which was understandable. Trinity was busy, Josh and Jon were on the road and her father had taken Xavier to the park just to give Janelle some quiet time while Malachi was sleeping. 

But something told her to keep her dad and Xavier and her father home, she had this gut feeling that something was going to happen. And she was right because standing on her front porch was none other than Ximena. 

“Girl, what the hell do you want?”Janelle stressed as she opened the door.  She was not in the mood to deal with this woman’s bullshit. Ximena cracked a smile and the irritated look on Janelle’s face. 

“Oh, you had your baby. Congratulations.” Ximena chuckled when Janelle crossed her arms over her chest and said nothing. “Whatever is my son here?” Janelle rolled her eyes and went to shut the door in Ximena’s face but she placed her foot in the way, preventing it from closing. 

“Ximena go away. Xavi doesn’t want to see you. Josh told you that already.”  Ximena scoffed. 

“I don’t understand why y’all would let a 4 year old decide what he wants. It makes no sense to me.” 

“It doesn't have to make sense to you.” Janelle snapped back, the scowl on her face deepening. “How me and Josh raise our sons has no effect on you.” The smirk on Ximena’s face was gone in an instant. 

“You ain’t pregnant nomore.” Ximena said, “I will whoop ya ass.” 

“Try me bitch. I’ve been waiting for the day you put ya hands on me.” Janelle hissed, opening the door wider and stepping into Ximena’s personal space.  When Ximena didn’t do anything Janelle smirked. “That’s what I thought. Now get the hell off my property.” Not waiting for a response, Janelle walked back into the house, slamming the door behind her, which of course woke up Malachi, who was sleeping in the living room. 

“Perfect,” She mumbled before going to attend to him. 

That bad feeling that Janelle had was still there two days later, which happened to be the day of Xavier’s 5th birthday party. Even with all of the planning and setting up Janelle just couldn’t shake off that feeling. 

“You good?” Josh asked, walking up to her holding Malachi. She had just finished setting up the balloon arch near the entrance to the backyard.  She snapped out of her thoughts and nodded her head.

“Yup.Peachy” She answered, making Josh frown at her. “I’m fine. Promise.” She said, giving him a tight lipped smile. He was about to reply when the doorbell rang. “Hopefully that’s Jon and Trin with the drinks.” She hurried off back inside the house before he could say anything. 

She groaned when she saw who was actually at the door. Not in the mood to deal with her, she walked back to the backyard to Josh. “Your baby momma is at the door.” She said, grabbing Malachi out of his hands. 

Josh sighed and walked towards the front door. “What do you want?” He asked, eyeing the gift bags in her hand. 

“Hello to you too Josh.” She rolled her eyes. “It’s my baby’s fifth birthday, what else would I want?” 

Josh closed his eyes and sighed. Today was stressful enough, he did not want Ximean at this birthday party. “Look, I don’t think this is a good idea. Aight, Maybe you can come back tomorrow or something. Just not today.” Ximena narrowed her eyes at him. 

“Look, I'm not tryna start no mess. It’s Xavier’s birthday and I just want to be there for him.” 

“Listen” Josh sighed “I’m not tryna be mean right, but you missed every other birthday. What’s different about this one?” Ximena stayed silent staring at Josh. 

Janelle had walked back into the house and was hiding behind the wall in the living room, listening to their conversation. She understood that Ximena was Xavier’s birth mother but Janelle wished she would just go away and leave her family alone. 

“Why can’t I just see my son? This is not fair Josh. I made a mistake and you and your bitch of a fiance-” 

“Woah,” Josh cut her off, pointing a finger in her face. “Watch ya’ damn mouth. Janelle has been more of a mother than you have ever been. You can’t keep coming here and insulting her.” 

“No fuck that,” Ximena snapped pushing Josh’s finger out of her face. “I understand that I fucked up. Okay! I know that. I’m trying to be in my son's life but y’all are making it so fucking difficult.” 

“No, you made it difficult when you kidnapped him.” Josh growled out. “You went about that shit wrong and you know it. You somehow knew where I lived, you could’ve just come here and asked to see him and I probably would have said yes. But instead you  kidnapped him and scared him.  I don’t want you around my son.” 

Ximena stood there for a moment, staring Josh down before she scoffed and handed Josh the gift bag before walking back to her car and driving away. 

“Is everything okay?” Janelle asked as she walked towards Josh. “What did she want?” 

Josh shook his head and guided her back into the house. “Nothing, come-on people should be arriving soon."

The party was going well. A Lot of people had shown up, kids from Xavi’s new school and old school. And Xavi was having the time of his life. 

“Come-on kids! It’s time to sing ‘happy birthday’.” Janelle called out to everyone. She smiled as she watched all of the kids run over and form a circle around Xavier and the cake. Just as everyone began singing to Xavi, Janelle saw a group of people yelling out her and Josh’s name as they entered the backyard through the side gate. Janelle made eye contact with Josh who immediately grabbed his brothers to see who it was. Janelle handed Mama Fatu the cake and tools her to take everyone inside before going to see what was going on with Trinity following her. 

“What the fuck!” Janelle was seething when she saw who was causing the commotion. “What are you doing here!” Janelle was breathing heavily as she looked at the group of people in front of her who looked like they came dressed for a fight. 

Ximena chucked at the enraged look on Janelle’s face. “I”m sick of you thinking you can dictate when I can see my son.” 

“So you interrupt his birthday party? That genius.” Janelle rolled her eyes. “Do you have rocks for brains? The shit that you do is the reason why Xavier doesn’t want to see you.” 

Ximena tried to step into Janelle’s face but Josh stepped in between them. “I told you I don’t want you around my son.” 

“It’s her son too. That’s the part y’all not understanding.” Josh looked over at Ximena’s brother. 

“So y’all think this shit is okay? Y’all think comin’ up in here looking for a fight is the way to get Ximena to see Xavi?” Jon and Sefa were now holding Josh back from attacking Sebastian. “I’m telling you, yall need to leave, now.” Josh spat out, trying to get out of his brother’s grip. 

“Calm ya’ ass down. You got too much to lose.” Jon whispered to Josh but Josh wasn’t listening; he had his eyes focused on Sebastian. 

Ximena was glaring at Janelle, she was sick of this bitch thinking that Xavi was her son. “Fuck it.” Ximena shrugged before attacking  Janelle and tackling her to the ground. 

“Oh Shit!” Trinity shouted before trying to get Ximena off of Janelle but Janelle flipped Ximena over and started to punch on her. Josh had broken free of Jon’s grip and attacked Sebastian and it was now a free-for-all. The group that Ximena had brought with her had run off and basically left her to fend for herself. After getting one last kick in on Sebastian, Josh rushed over to pull Janelle off of Ximena. 

“I told ya’ bitch ass I was waiting for you to put ya’ hand on me. You done fucked up now!.” Janelle yelled, still kicking at Ximena as Josh pulled her away. 

“Aye, relax. The police are on their way and we’re pressing charges. But you need to relax. We still have guests inside.” Janelle took a deep breath and tried to relax, but Ximena had her all the way fucked up. She could take the name calling and the looks but once Ximena put her hands on Janelle all bets were off. 

“Imma go tell everyone to leave.” Trin said as she ran back inside. Jon and Sefa had blocked off the side gate so Ximena and her brother had nowhere to go but to jail. 

Kind of an abrupt ending but Janelle finally beat Ximena's ass.

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[saturnville]

in the dirty south, II.

pairing: cowboy!coriolanus snow x black fem oc. warnings: old slang, sexual innuendo, flirting, sorta forbidden infatuation if you blink. shy!oc. content: while at a town fair with her family, delilah finds herself heavily infatuated with the new face in town. an: I'm not sure if I'll make another part to this. it depends on if I get more inspiration, but idk I like cowboy coriolanus.

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The fair was just as lively as she remembered years ago. The sun was still beaming and the hustle and bustle ramped up by the minute. It was a beautiful sight of organized chaos. Tents and booths set up along the strip with excited members of the community engaged in every aspect. Small children chasing one another and giggling as they slid against the pavement, adults chugging beer like it was water, and young men and women engaged in an intense game of cornhole. Delilah smiled. It was light-hearted moments as such that made her days better.

Her mother had retired inside Turner's to combat the heat exhaustion she felt coming on. Luckily, the poundcake and milk were long gone, save for the slice Delilah saved for Coriolanus, so there was nothing to keep her outside. Delilah on the other hand, chose to sit perched underneath the tent with a fan in one hand and a cup of water in the mother. People watching would keep her amused for the time being.

As her dark eyes scoped the area, they landed on Coriolanus, who was engaged in a game of cornholl with Ezra and another young woman. Her eyes narrowed. The woman, who recognized as Lyra. They'd gone to school together years prior, and to say Delilah was fond of her was an understatement. She was a beautiful girl--dusty brown hair and fair skin with brown eyes--but she was mean. Delilah didn't like mean. But Ezra did.

She hummed to herself as she watched Ezra visibly melt as Lyra batted her eyelashes before throwing the sand-filled bag on the wooden plank. It seemed to get intense as Coriolanus grinned cockily after scoring, what she assumed to be, the winning point on the duo.

Delilah chuckled. Competitive just like every other man she knew. As if he could feel her heavy gaze on him, Coriolanu turned his head slightly. He tipped tipped his hat, which made her wave shyly.

Coriolanus said a few words to Lyra and Ezra before jogging over to where Delilah sat under the tent. "I hope you saved me a slice of cake." He took a seat next to her, knee brushing against her own. She said nothing rather slid the intricately folded napking that covered the poundcake toward him. Coriolanus smiled.

"Thank you." He unwrapped it and dropped a piece into his mouth, moaning softly at the taste. Delilah's body stiffened at the sound. Something within her was awakened. It didn't go unnoticed. Nor did the increased speed of her fan. Coriolanus raised his eyebrow. "You okay?"

"Just fine," Delilah replied. She turned to face him. "How do you know the boys? They're like my brothers and no offense, but they've never mentioned you before. Y'all get along like y'all have known each other for ages."

Coriolanus took in a breath. She was shy yet straightforward; he could respect it. The story of his relationship with her "brothers" was complicated. When he was exiled from the Capitol and thrust into District 11, he was alone. No familiar faces, no family, and no friends. But when he was stopped by Elijah, Malachi, and Ezra while walking to the fields for his early-morning shift, they'd become colleagues. Friends. Brothers.

"We work the fields together," Coriolanus said, turning to meet her tired eyes. "Stopped me on my way to work one morning when I moved to 11. Didn't have anybody. They became my somebody."

Delilah nodded. She thought about the mess he'd gotten himself in, and wondered how bad it had to have been if he was forced to move to the Districts. No one would move to the Districts from the Capitol. She loved being part of 11, but even she wouldn't pass up on the opportunity to experience Capitol living if it was an option.

"What about you, Miss Delilah Mae? Very pretty name, by the way." Coriolanus leaned toward her, his lips close to her ear. "Do you have somebody?"

Her fan stopped moving. Her fan stopped moved and her eyes cut to his. She'd never realized how pretty they were. They were like gentle waves in the sea. Could her boats sail across them and bask in their essence? She could only imagine.

Delilah brought her cup to her lips. Still stained red, they wrapped around the rim as she took a gulp. A singular droplet fell from the corner of her mouth and traveled down her cheek and neck until it slipped down the valley of her breasts. Coriolanus followed its route.

"No," she finally replied. "I don't. Why--you tryin' to be my somebody?"

A sly smile played on his lips as he shrugged. It wouldn't sound so bad. Getting to know the pretty girl with a whole lot of mysteriou treasure buried deep beneath her shy nature. He hoped to get lucky and find the gold.

Coriolanus brought a hand to her face and wiped away the remnants of water that rested there. His thumb and index finger cupped her chin gently. "I just might be, darling. Only if you let me."

[walkswithmyfather]

Proverbs 15:18 (NLT). “A hot-tempered person starts fights; a cool-tempered person stops them.”

John 14:27 (NLT). “I am leaving you with a gift—peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give. So don’t be troubled or afraid.”

Luke 12:11-12 (NLT). “And when you are brought to trial in the synagogues and before rulers and authorities, don’t worry about how to defend yourself or what to say, for the Holy Spirit will teach you at that time what needs to be said.”

Psalm 141:3 (AMP). “Set a guard, O Lord, over my mouth; Keep watch over the door of my lips [to keep me from speaking thoughtlessly].”

“Responding to Conflict” By In Touch Ministries:

“When criticism comes your way, pause to ask for God's wisdom before replying.”

“When conflict occurs, what should our response be? Turning to the Lord in prayer is always the best way to respond in a crisis. By doing so, we can ask Him to provide…

Spiritual discernment. God knows and perfectly understands the source of the problem—and He can enable us to comprehend it, too. With the Spirit’s assistance, we will gain insight into the situation.

A quiet spirit. Our human nature will want to react quickly so we can defend ourselves or stand up for what we think is right. But before we act, it’s important to deliberately focus our attention on God and experience the inner peace that He promises (John 14:27).

Wisdom. The Lord told the disciples that the Holy Spirit would give them wise words to say (Luke 12:11-12). And He’ll do that for us as well. If we are tempted to speak hastily, we should ask the Spirit for guidance and the words to speak (Psalm 141:3).

God has called us to represent Him in every situation the same way Christ did—by depending on the heavenly Father. Next time someone speaks critically to you, focus your heart on God and let Him direct your response.”

[Picture thanks to Malachi Cowie at Unsplash]

[ameliiorate]

His space, much like his mind, is compartmentalized yet equal parts cluttered as always. There are side projects set aside that are clearly works in progress, and then there are completed sections that are immaculate and kept pristine, like his aquarium area. "Mmm...I can offer you a strong tea then. A long island iced tea. How about that?" Already anticipating her affirmative response that she has essentially confirmed regardless of his choice, he reaches up to the top cabinet for his cocktail mixer equipment, keeping his ears open even as his heart is a wide hole of mixed emotions. He almost feels like he's having an out-of-body experience. "A sunset wedding...classy...did you make all the arrangements yourself? You didn't, uh, have a bridal party?" / @wildhcrses

parker feels her heart swell at the words, but the feeling is fleeting, quickly replaced by her heart dropping instead. his words serve as a reminder that even at this age, she has never found someone who supports her and accepts her the way malachi did. "depends on the kind of drinking you're offering. if it's something strong, the answer's yes. if it's something like tea... well, the answer's still yes." she follows him, trying to keep a respectable distance and trying to be subtle as her eyes take in his living space. "actually, no. i doubt anyone even knows i've skipped out yet," parker admits, still unable to belief she actually did skip out. "it was a sunset wedding."

[the-volunteer-host]

Triple fun

Malachi and Loram were waiting for the full moon to be in position to shine through the window to the study. Everything was prepared for the summoning, nothing to fancy just a small incubus that's what the plan was.

So far, they had merged their bodies several times before and even though this was a quite lustful experience each and every time it always felt like something was missing.

When the moon stood in place the runes on the floor started to shimmer blue. Just seconds later he was there, didn't look all to demonic thought Malachi to himself when he realized he looked like a horned version of Loram. "Probably because he drew the summoning circle" he thought to himself. All the while Loram couldn't take his eyes of the being that had just appeared before them.

"I am Zakli, why did you summon me?" said the horned being without looking all too pleased about the situation.

"We need you with us" replied Loram.

Zakli crossed his arms before his muscular chest and tilted his head a little to the side. "You need an Incubus, well why didn't you say so right away." A mischievous grin showed on his lips.

"Not that simple though" said Malachi the blond guy who had slowly been moving towards Loram from the back. At first Loram felt the other man’s breath on his neck and then it began. Malachi moved closer than what should be possible. He shoved his left arm straight into Loram’s back side and from there into the other man’s arm.

Pleasure was showing on Loram’s face, he didn't want to wait any longer, so he leaped backwards and pushed himself and Malachi onto a chair.

The spectacle that Zakli was watching clearly entertained him. At first the two man who had summoned him stumbled backwards a few steps. However, when Loram’s legs touched those of Malachi they became one. The same thing happened to their hips and lower body. While both men were already sporting quite the physique now, they became more muscular as one. More hair manifested on Loram’s chest, and their joint arms were quite even more muscular than Zakli’s.

It was also quite clear that this process not only aroused Zakli but also the merging ones, since they were sporting quite the bulge below their leather jock strap.

"Wait I want to watch us enter him" said the blond man interrupting the process half way. It was quite the sight there: A hunk with half of another guy somehow coming out of his back looking over his shoulder.

Loram gestured for Zakli to come closer and take a seat before them, which he did. Just a few words of magic and a wave of a hand later Zakli’s backside began to glow in the same blue as the summoning circle had glowed before. Pleased, Loram lifted one of the legs he shared with Malachi and slowly shoved it into Zakli’s glowing back side.

The feeling was arousing for all three of them, not even Zakli had ever felt something like this, merging with mortals - Especially ones that merged among themselves already.

While Loram was enjoying doing this very slowly his friend Malachi was not that patient. Malachi seized control of their joined left arm and hand and grabbed straight into their leather strap and began rubbing their joined cock. This caught Loram off guard who let out a loud moan, but it aroused Zakli even more, he felt it all even though the merge had only just begun. Zakli felt his own dick twitch according to the rubbing Malachi was giving theirs and it was driving him mad.

It was time to test if this small connection worked both ways, so Zakli reached into his pants and gave his own dick a few strong jerks, which was instantly commented by loud moans from two mouths behind him. The smirk in his face returned.

"A game of lust with an incubus, you mortals have no idea what you are in for." Said Zakli before stemming his feet against the floor and shoving himself backwards with all the strength he found.

His back absorbed all of Loram and Malachi’s leg without any resistance, however he could feel them being added to his own leg right away. But this all went so fast there was no time to enjoy every bit of this, he needed it all now. Next his back side touched their chest, which made his chest swell up immediately.

An evasive reflex made Loram try to back off which made him hammer his head straight into Malachi’s head. While a viewer could have expected a broken nose on Malachi’s end from the sheer force, none of it happened. Their merge just finished and for a very short moment a light brown haired bearded man sat there, Lorachi as he had called himself on past occasions.

But the merging continued no time to adjust to the new perspective and joined mind this fast. Now it was just seconds, Zakli’s head and Lorachi’s collided and became one, their entire bodies seamlessly merged into a new being. Zakli’s left arm was holding his own dick and now merged into Lorachi’s arm which was holding "their" dick.

Everything went into place within sheer seconds. After a few moments of heavy breathing the new man was still holding on to his very new and very impressive cock. He was leaking so much precum, not even the incubus that was part of him had ever felt that horny.

The process was so forced and fast that everything felt overwhelming to say the least.

"Time for a test I'd say" said the new man and began jerking off his new toy, while the three voices in his head more and more went into unison over their moaning and felt pleasure.

Once again heavy breathing was filling the room when he came all over his chest with the first shot landing straight in his moaning open mouth.

[confusedhomicidalrage]

Can you do one on Isaac being bullied and Malachi helping with it pls 🩷🩷

Yeah, sure! :D

Of course, Trigger warning; mentions/acts of bullying

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As the bell ring, signaling the end of math class, Isaac sighed in relief. He hated math, although it was an important subject. He waited until the other students were mostly outside the classroom, so he wouldn't get caught in the sea of people on his way out. Stuffing his things into his schoolbag and leaving the classroom, he couldn't even walk away properly before someone grabbed his arm and shoved him against a wall. Isaac could already guess who it was, that stupid 7th grader who kept getting a kick out of bullying him: Tyler.

Isaac rolled his eyes, and attempted to just walk away, but Tyler kept him pinned against the wall. "Hey Fucker, how's your day?" ,Tyler asked with fake kindness, which just made Isaac scoff in frustration. "Horrible now that I've seen your ugly face" ,Isaac scowled, clenching his fists. Being called ugly was something Tyler hated, and so his immediate response was to slap Isaac harshly across the face, making the latter yelp quietly. "The hell did you say to me!?" ,Tyler exclaimed angrily, gripping Isaac's collar tightly. Isaac huffed, and tried to get away from Tyler, but to not avail.

Tyler growled at Isaac's attempts to get away, and kicked him in the stomach. Isaac coughed, holding his stomach, tears building up in his eyes now. "Ow- what the hell even is your problem!?" ,Isaac whimpered, trying to keep his voice from cracking as tears rolled down his cheeks. Tyler rolled his eyes, and as he got ready to punch Isaac, the latter squeezed his eyes shut. But after a few seconds, Isaac got confused when he didn't feel any impact. He opened one of his eyes, to be met with the sight of Malachai tightly gripping Tyler's wrists. "What the hell dude!? Let me go!" ,Tyler yelled, trying to free himself form Malachai. But considering Malachai was older, and stronger, the escape attempt proved to be anything but successful.

Malachai simply looked towards Isaac, and asked: "Has he been bullying you for a while or was this a one time thing?" Isaac hesitated to reply, but muttered: "..This has been going on for a while now..." Malachai narrowed his eyes, and then glared at Tyler, tightening his grip. Tyler cried out in pain, struggling around and shouting at Malachai to let go. Malachai scowled and then hit Tyler straight into the chest, knocking the air out of him. Tyler stumbled to the floor, coughing and gasping a little for air. Isaac's eyes widened, but Malachai just took him into his arms.

The students, and teachers, in the hallway stared at the two in shock, some were recording. Malachai just scoffed, and grabbed Isaac's hand, leading him away form Tyler. Isaac sniffled, his tears rolling down his cheeks rapidly. Malachai sighed and hugged Isaac, letting the younger boy sob into his shoulder. "T-Thank You-" ,Isaac choked out between sobs. Malachai just smiled a little and patted his back.

[gravesung-moving]

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@inverteds and i only became mutuals recently, but the wayyyyyyy i EAT UP thomas's meta posts about toji already omg. his grasp on the character is so solid and i'm so glad to see another english dub enjoyer here on the dash (absolutely no shade to ppl who prefer the sub, i just. auditory processing made it easier and then i fell in love with the english VAs JKSDHKJSHDDS) i base my geto's voice and characterization on the dub too! that was a tangent, but i enjoy thomas's toji portrayal a great deal and am greatly lookin forward to plotting/writing :D

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@chaoslulled hol....... my light....... my joy......... i owe her so many replies but i swear i am chipping away at them because i MISS OUR DYNAMICS!!! she was my intro to jjk rp, and truly i am head over heels in love with her portrayals of satoru, toji, and sukuna (curseless/yakuza, i haven't gotten to write with her canon sukuna yet but one day i will sink my teeth into him). seph, over on my other blog, is also head over heels for them but we . we won't talk about that they don't want to be looked at thanks. IUHSDFNKJSDFS but in addition to her canons, the ocs of hol's that i have interacted with so far are absolutely delightful. charlotte has wormed her way into the hearts of three of my muses so far and i adore her soooo much. dante and malachi both have such rich lore behind them, i really need to throw more folks at them (AND AMELIA. COME HERE PSPSPSPS) not to mention hol is such a kind and patient rp partner, i'm so thankful i got over my intimidation and started talking to her <3 much love. xoxoxo