#midnight recovery concentrate

[kittenofdoomage]

A Bargain Struck

Summary: Inspired by this post on Tumblr and the lovely @angryschnauzer. You’ve struck a bargain with something unholy, and now he wants his due.

Pairing: demonic!Geralt x female!reader

Word Count: 4.5k

Warnings: angst, demonic rituals, selling souls, everyone’s over the age of 18, this is a sort of medieval AU, use of horns for leverage during sex, transformations during sex, probably a lot of blasphemy?, it’s filth yet fluffy? Soft!Geralt is definitely a thing here. Let’s get weird. Uh, size kink, wing kink, demonic tongue fucking, definitely monsterfucking.

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A/N: I was too excited to share this one with everyone. I know @deandoesthingstome wanted a tag (I think anyway, I didn't hallucinate that, right?) but haven't tagged anyone else to read. Let me know what you think, in gif form or otherwise!

She can’t help but feel joy when her sister, younger than her by only a few years, bursts through the door of their cottage, laughing as Dotty nips at the hem of her dress. It is a relatively new sight to behold, to see Emily filled with such life, when only weeks before she had been expected to die. “The moon, Y/N, did you see it?” she gasps, coming to a stop at the table, leaning on it with her hands to stare out of the window. “It’s so pretty!”

“I’ve seen,” Y/N replies, turning away from her sibling so she doesn’t see the worry in her eyes. It’s a blood moon, huge and pinkish red, filling the horizon in a stunningly clear sky. You have until midnight at the blood moon, he had said, the formless voice in the darkness that had granted her wish for her sister to live. She knew the price when she sought him out; it was clear in the ritual. Her sister’s life for her soul, bound to him for eternity.

A price she would gladly pay again.

“You’re quiet,” Emily murmurs, pulling out a chair as Dotty jumps around her. “What are you making?”

“Venison pie for supper. And I’m just concentrating.” The pastry around the edges of her creation are not playing ball, and they need to be perfect. This is her last meal with her family, and she intends to savor every moment of it. “Would you mind setting the table?”

She’s spent the last three weeks worrying if they will cope without her. He had given her assurances of a long happy life, but the what ifs and maybes still linger, nibbling at her thoughts until she was consumed with anxiety over it.

Emily hums as she gathers the dishes and cutlery for dinner, making Y/N smile as she finally gets the pastry to behave. The oven billows out a plume of hot air when she tugs the door open, and she shoves the pie in. “There we go,” she mutters, wiping the grease off of her hands onto her apron. “It should be ready when Mother gets home.”

“She’s still at the church?” her sister asks.

Chuckling, Y/N locates her cup of tea, happy to find it still warm enough to drink. “Well, your recovery was nothing short of miraculous,” she sighs. “Mother just thinks she needs to pay Him back.” She could have told her, of course, but their mother had always fallen on the more devout side of religious, and she didn’t think any good could come of confessing her deal with the devil, or something like him at the very least. The last thing she needed is to be locked up for being a witch - if she wasn’t there to pay the price, he could take back what he’d given, and she would not let that happen.

The cottage fills with the scent of the pie as it cooks. Y/N prepares the vegetables, listening to Emily chat about her day, wiping away an errant tear as she soaks in her sister’s excitement and zest for life. She wishes dearly that she could be there to see her grow and learn, maybe get married and have children, and hates even more that she won’t be. As the time to say goodbye creeps closer, she feels her nerves churning into an uncomfortable ball that sits in her belly, filling her with dread.

Their mother comes home just as they are plating up the meal, and the conversation revolves around her day at the church. She makes them say a prayer before supper, though Y/N keeps one eye open because she’s certain no prayer or God can save her from what she’s giving herself to. 

As her family continues to chatter obliviously, she tries to keep her focus on them, to enjoy the moments she has left with them. Emily is talking about a local boy she has a crush on, and Y/N feels her heart in her throat when her mother asks if she will be going to the market in the morning.

“I hadn’t given it much thought,” she mumbles, cheeks rapidly warming. “How’s the pie?”

“Wonderful as always,” her mother replies. “I don’t know where you get your cooking skills from, certainly not me.” The joke is supposed to make her smile but Y/N only feels regret that she’s leaving them.

“You’re a good cook too,” Emily insists, grinning at her sister who manages a weak curve of her lips.

She’s trying so hard not to show her grief. She should be happy. Her sister will live a full and happy life. Y/N couldn’t think of anything she wanted more.

Dinner is over quickly, and once everything is cleared away, Y/N looks out of the window. The moon is a deeper shade of red now, hanging ominously over the trees in the distance. It’s bright enough that the whole valley is bathed in an eerie crimson, and she shudders as she looks towards the forest and the darkness waiting to greet her.

She still has time. Her sister is already in front of the fire, needlework in hand, humming again like she is prone to do since her recovery. Their mother reads, glasses perched on the end of her nose to make her look far older than she is, and Y/N smiles as she sits between them, letting the warmth of the firelight wash over her.

“You should take the rest of those apples to the market tomorrow,” Mother says quietly, and she nods, even though she knows she’ll never go to market again. The apples will probably rot in the basket. 

The night draws on. Mother retires first, kissing her firstborn on the top of the head as she passes, before taking Emily’s hand and looking at her fondly. Y/N watches her go with a heavy ache in her heart, wishing she could say goodbye, and not just leave them without resolution.

“You’re still being quiet,” Emily observes, putting her needlework away. “What’s wrong?”

There’s a second where she’s not sure what to say. She can see herself spilling the truth, dragging a promise from her little sister that she would live her life, fall in love, do all the things Y/N would never get to do. But she can’t say it because then Emily would know, and she couldn’t bear the thought of her sister carrying the weight of that guilt forever.

Sitting up, she smiles, shaking her head. “I’m just tired,” she says, getting up to take over the seat their mother had vacated.

Emily watches her for a moment longer, obviously deciding whether to prod at the subject. When she makes her choice, she sighs, rising from the chair. “Well, I’m tired too, so I’m going to bed. Goodnight, Y/N.” She turns, then pauses before crossing the room to lean down and press a kiss to her sister’s temple. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Y/N whispers, tears in her eyes. If the younger woman notices, she doesn’t say anything, quickly retreating and leaving her sibling alone. 

She waits a while, watching the fire die out until there are only a few embers remaining. Once the red glow fades, she gets to her feet, making her way to her mother’s room first, and she finds her in a deep slumber, one arm slung over the edge of her bed. With a smile, Y/N pulls the door shut, moving to the next, and Emily is asleep too. She lingers for a second, wishing once more that she could say goodbye, but time is running thin, so she closes the door and moves on.

It didn’t seem worth the effort to take anything with her, and it’s easier to move silently with just her cloak. She fastens it at her throat and makes her way out of the cottage, careful to lock the door behind her, slipping the key into her pocket through habit - it’s unlikely she’ll need it again. Pulling her hood up, she walks away from the village and towards the forest, keeping her footsteps light and quick. Her cloak catches on the undergrowth as it gets thicker, and soon she’s picking her way along the narrow path between the trees, feeling more anxious as the darkness crowds her. Further along, the trees are so dense that the moonlight cannot penetrate their leaves and she has to slow to avoid tripping on unseen hazards.

Her destination isn’t all that far. The ground grows steeper, and she has to be more careful as she searches for the ruins in the dark. It helps that she has walked this path before, when she made her bargain, and she knows she’s there when she finds the first stone, stuck upright in the ground with strange symbols she traces with her fingers.

The ruins are empty and dark. Huge stones mark the circle, with some lying flat in the middle, almost like an altar. She doesn’t know what they once were but she can feel the electricity in the air, taste it like iron on her tongue.

“Hello?” she calls in a shaky uncertain voice. It must be nearly midnight; if she looks up, she can see the moon high above the trees. The wind rushes around her, and she shivers, tugging her cloak closed. “Are you here?”

Everything falls silent. A twig snaps, and she spins, peering into the dark thicket of trees between two of the largest stones. She’s about to call again as two golden eyes suddenly become visible, and instinct makes her pull back.

“Hello?” she whispers this time. For some strange reason, she doesn’t feel afraid, just apprehensive and uncertain in the face of something so unholy.

“You are ready to finish our bargain.”

She casts her gaze back the way she came, sorrow heavy in her heart. “I am.”

“The price was agreed,” he murmurs, golden eyes shining in the darkness surrounding him. “Yet I see tears in your eyes. Do you wish to take back what was given?”

Horror fills her, the image of her sister dying slowly still imprinted in her mind. She doesn’t want that. “I’m never going to see my family again,” she replies softly, wiping at her eyes. “Are you so unfeeling that you cannot understand grief?”

He chuckles at that, and she can hear him shifting around. “I understand perfectly.” Squinting isn’t giving her a clearer view of him, though her eyes are still adjusting to the lack of light. “You’re not afraid.”

It’s a statement, made out of curiosity, and she lets her shoulders relax. “I don’t think so,” she whispers. She’s uncertain what faces her, but it’s difficult for anything to overcome the despair at leaving her family. “Can I see you?”

There’s a pause, more rustling, and he clears his throat. “Have you ever seen a demon before?”

“No,” she answers truthfully, even as her mind conjures images of disgusting beasts and eldritch creatures.

He harrumphs under his breath. Y/N watches, unsure what to expect, and then he steps forward, letting the darkness melt away. At first he seems huge, and she hears the rustle of wings, but as he comes closer, he seems to shrink into a more human shape. He’s still tall, broad, rippling with muscle underneath a black shirt that clings to his skin, and the only things that indicate his otherworldliness are his golden eyes, his long white hair, and the two thick black horns curving out from the sides of his head. She sucks in a breath at the sight of him, and he stares at her with a hungry look in his eyes.

“Are you frightened now?” he asks.

There is fear but it’s inspired by a new feeling inside her, something raw and primal, something that’s telling her she belongs to this creature, and she’s not sure if it’s magic or him, or something else entirely. “No,” she says again, shaking her head this time.

His lips curl into a smile. “Curious,” he rumbles. “I knew there was a reason I answered the summons.”

The comment makes her frown. “Aren’t you compelled to?” He laughs, and it’s a sound that makes her insides quiver with need. There’s something strange about him that draws her in, and she takes a step closer to him, tilting her head. “Do you have a name?” she asks boldly.

He watches her in amusement, like he’s never encountered anyone like her before. “Geralt,” he concedes.

It feels more comfortable to have a name to use, though she’s no closer to understanding what is happening. If he didn’t have to respond to the ritual, why did he? The thought makes it out of her mouth before she can stop it, and the amusement doesn’t fade from his face.

“The ritual only binds the one whose blood is used,” he murmurs, closing the distance between them. “You are now bound to me, Y/N, for what I have given you. Do you understand what that means?”

Her mouth goes dry. “You take my soul,” she rasps, eyes watering again. “I have to die.”

There’s a second where he seems confused, and then his knuckles are brushing her cheek, wiping away the errant tear that escapes. “What gave you that idea?” She stares at him, puzzled by his words, and he’s suddenly right there, looming over her, one meaty paw cupping her face. Her heart is racing at his proximity, and she begins to understand exactly what he wants from her. “You’re mine now,” he repeats softly. “I will only ever protect you.”

“I-I don’t understand,” she breathes, lifting her hands to brace them against his chest, to stop him getting closer or just to touch him - she’s not certain which. He’s real and solid under her palms, and she’s surprised when she feels the dull thud of his heart in his chest.

“I’ve been alone for so long,” he hums, dropping his head just enough to nuzzle the tip of his nose against hers. “I was growing weary of solitude. Then I heard your plea…”

His lips brush hers, and she stuns herself by lifting her chin, allowing him to initiate the kiss. It’s not like she hasn’t been kissed before, she’s just never been kissed with such raw need, and before she can register it, he has her body pinned against his, held in place with a hand on her lower back. She can barely breathe when he breaks away to look down at her; his eyes are nearly black and it’s too hard to pull her gaze away.

“But you’re a demon,” she mumbles.

He answers in a gentle tone, almost amused by her dazed reaction. “I cannot help what I am.” His hand is around her hip now, keeping their bodies pressed together, and she can feel something hard digging into her belly. It takes a second for her to realize; her eyes widen, but she doesn’t pull away.

“You want me to be your companion,” she says slowly, acutely aware of how large he is. “For me to - to -”

Geralt smiles, and it’s a hungry smile, exposing his sharp canines. “Yes,” he confirms, voice thick and syrupy. “I knew as soon as I heard your plea. You are lonely too.”

She wants to be indignant at that, to deny it, except she has always been lonely. Once she thought she had found someone who she had been prepared to give her whole heart to, only for him to shatter the dream and walk away. Since then, her only duty had been to her family, and though she loved them dearly, she had never tried to be anything but the perfect daughter and sister.

“You see?” Geralt draws her back to the present. “You ache for someone to love you. To care for you. It’s why you were so ready to sacrifice yourself for your sister.” His hand somehow covers the whole side of her head, which should be terrifying, but she’s leaning into it, finding comfort in the touch. “You’re mine, Y/N.”

She nods, almost in a daze. He pulls back, taking her hand to lead her to the altar-like stone in the middle of the ruins, and she follows without question. When he sits, he drags her between his thighs, and the angle is much friendlier to her neck when he kisses her again.

“I need to hear you say it,” he growls, unclasping her cloak to let it fall to the ground.

Her eyes lock on his. The golden in them is nearly entirely eaten by black, and a rush of warmth ends right at her core. “I’m yours,” she manages weakly, suddenly acutely aware of the pounding of her heart and the blood in her veins. She feels like she should resist simply because he’s a demon, but she doesn’t feel any danger from him at all.

He tugs her dress up, slicing through the fabric that gets in his way with sharpened claws that are gone by the time he finds her flesh. Heat floods her face when he rubs thick fingers against her sex, and she flings out a hand to brace herself against his shoulder, leaning to the side as he sinks a single digit inside her. It’s thicker than anything that’s ever been inside her before, making her squeak and cling to him, and a rumble of amusement echoes in his chest.

“I’m not a virgin,” she whispers, suddenly in fear of disappointing him.

“Neither am I,” he replies in a quiet laugh. She gasps as he works a second finger into her, and she begins to think that if his cock is bigger than this, he might not fit. Somewhere in the back of her mind, there’s a part of her that rallies against the idea of intimate relations with a demon, but she ignores it in favor of his touch, gasping as he thrusts his fingers inside her as deep as they can go.

She can hear how wet she’s getting, and he can too, grunting his appreciation when his fingers come out glistening. When he pushes them into her again, she whimpers, rocking her hips to meet his movement, focusing on the fire he’s igniting in her belly. She’s felt it before, just not this powerful, like she’s forgotten how to breathe, and before she can vocalize the pleasure, her pussy clenches and she’s dripping down his wrist. He moans, almost covering the squelch of his fingers as they keep sinking into her over and over, forcing her to ride out every wave of her orgasm until he’s satisfied she’s done.

He withdraws, allowing her to rest as he tears his shirt off, but her attention has moved to the bulge in his pants. Reaching out, she brushes her fingers against it, looking up sharply when he growls low in his throat and slides his hand to the fastening. His cock springs free the second it's able, and she swallows around the lump in her throat, still uncertain she can take him.

Her apprehension must have been plastered across her face. He catches her chin, forcing her to look at him, and she sees reassurance in his eyes. “It will feel good,” he says softly, taking hold her hand to guide it to his shaft. It’s warm to touch, solid under her fingertips, so she grasps him in her hand, tentatively stroking down then up, smiling when he moans. “That’s it,” he purrs, pressing his hand between her thighs again.

The intrusion of his fingers is familiar now her body has adjusted but he takes his time to open her up properly, bringing her to the cusp of climax after climax. By the time he is hauling her into his lap, she’s a panting mess, yet she still hesitates as he presses the wide tip of his shaft to her entrance, using his fingers to position himself. His golden gaze fixes on hers when he begins to drag her down, and for a moment, she’s convinced he’ll break her, then the first inch is in and she practically begs for the rest. He sinks up into her slowly, letting her pussy drench him to ease his path, and when he’s finally buried deep, she can’t breathe for the pressure in her belly. Her walls hug him tightly, cockhead snug against her cervix, and he keeps her right there, grinding inside while she can do nothing except accommodate him.

“How does it feel?” he asks in a gravelly voice that makes her feel like he’s holding something back.

“You’re -” She still can’t control her breathing, almost shivering through overstimulation. “You’re so big, I -”

“Hmmm.” He sounds amused, watching as she gasps and splutters, pressing her hands against his chest before sliding them to his shoulders. “Would you like me to move?”

She whimpers with a nod. “Yes,” is all she can manage, and he chuckles, putting his hands to her waist. The first slow pull away from him has her digging her nails into his shoulders, but her body is quickly acclimatizing and when he’s almost fully withdrawn, she only wants him back inside her. He gives her exactly what she wants, filling her again, and she cries out in ecstasy, drowning out his low possessive growl.

There’s an electricity in the air when he begins to fuck her, overriding her meager strength to manipulate her body until she’s almost out of her mind with pleasure. The intensity of it makes her feel like she might die if he stops, or if he doesn’t; either way, she’s craving more and more, and it seems he is more than willing to give it. She comes for him easily, easing his path into her slick channel even more, and she’s sobbing by the time she’s done, prompting him to slow just a little.

He growls as she leans back just a little, held in his grasp. “I want to see all of you,” he grunts.

A clawed finger tears down the front of her dress. The fabric falls either side, exposing her breasts, and Geralt doesn’t hesitate, curling his long tongue around one stiff peak as she moans decadently. She reaches up, letting her fingers slide over the horns either side of his head, tugging experimentally. It inspires a moan that vibrates out against her sensitive skin, so she does it again, using the slight leverage to lift off of his cock before sinking back down.

He doesn’t stop her when she does it again. His hands tighten around her waist, giving her assistance on each stroke, bringing her down hard until she’s stuffed with him again. “I want to see all of you too,” she whines, resting her hands at the base of his horns. “I want to see what you really look like.”

Releasing her breast, he meets her gaze, baring his teeth slightly as she keeps moving. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he murmurs.

“You won’t,” she promises desperately.

His grip on her waist tightens, forcing her to slow. She gasps, watching the slow ripple as he relinquishes the control over his form, whimpering when he pulls her down hard on his cock as it grows with him, pushing her to her limit. Large black wings sprout from his back, his teeth become sharper, and his eyes glow; he’s breathtaking and terrifying, or he should be, but she feels no fear, only the need for him.

“Is this what you wanted?” he asks, holding her down on his cock with clawed hands.

“Yes,” she hisses, panting and wriggling to relieve the unbearable pressure in her belly. He grabs her hand, pressing it down against her gut, and her eyes go wide. “Oh -” She can feel him, right underneath her palm, throbbing inside her.

“Like you were made for me,” he snarls, rocking his hips again so she can feel the thick girth dragging against her walls. “You’re mine.”

He moves before she can react, finding herself naked and pinned underneath him on the stone altar. His wings expand then contract, surrounding them as he slides down her body, covering her aching cunt with his mouth. She yelps when she feels his tongue probing her entrance, thick and long, wriggling, and it’s a new sensation that curls her toes as he pushes the flexible organ inside her. It doesn’t fill her like his cock does but it seems to touch every hidden part of her, and she can’t catch her breath, panting hard as she reaches a new high on his tongue.

She’s shaking from head to toe, yet he doesn’t stop, groaning against her pussy, nuzzling against her clit. The additional point of stimulation makes her reach down, sliding her fingers around one horn, and he snarls, fucking his tongue into her with a little more vigor. Her back arches at the unexpected force, and she can feel her heart hammering hard in her chest. She screams and writhes, but he holds her in place until he’s satisfied, and she’s boneless, eyelids fluttering as she fights the urge to pass out.

Withdrawing slowly, he climbs up her body, lining up his monstrous cock once more, and she feels like she’s looking up at a god instead of a demon. Her thoughts are swept away in the next instant when he cants his hips forward, burying his cock to the root inside her aching channel again. She falls apart in seconds, crying out until he silences her with a heady kiss. 

Time is meaningless. Every thrust sends her spiraling, raking her nails over his biceps as he claims her body along with her soul. She can’t think between bursts of ecstasy except for one driving need to feel him come inside her.

He growls as his strokes become sloppy, harder, faster, and finally, he buries himself as deep as he can, punching a choked cry out of her lungs as he spills into her. It’s hot and thick, and she groans as he keeps her still, riding out his orgasm and grinding deep until he’s done.

Her head rolls from side to side as the pleasure resides, though she can still feel him buried inside her, keeping his seed deep in her womb. He doesn’t move yet, coaxing her into a soft kiss as he remains with his wings sheltering them from the cold air. She hiccups a sob against his mouth, letting her fingers tangle in his hair, and when they part, she gasps for breath.

“Do not fret,” he murmurs, nuzzling into her gently.

She doesn’t feel up to anything like fretting at that moment, even as she looks up at his demonic countenance. Her limbs feel like jelly, and she’s certain she could fall asleep in the warmth of his hold. “Will they be alright without me?” she asks, because she has to know, and she trusts him to give her the truth.

He nods, kissing the corner of her mouth. “Yes.”

It’s all she needs. Her eyes flutter shut as she curls into his chest, contentment washing through her as the demon holds her close, lifting her from the stone to carry her towards the darkness he had come from.

When dawn breaks, all that is left is her cloak and a few tattered rags.

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[skell3]

Jan Kilbride, Avatar of the Vast.

Thunder rumbled and caused a hiss of discomfort from Jan as he took a moment to pause and look into a closed shop. Hands come up to cover his ears, and he waits for a few moments while taking a deep breath in and exhaling slowly. Hearing aids turned down to the lowest setting he could, the thunder is still distracting, and he is grateful it hasn't started raining. Yet. It gives him just enough time to stop staring at darkened accessories shown in the display to head down two more blocks and get to his flat. When the rain began, it had him gritting his teeth as he closed the door and looked around. Windows are open- time to close them. Another crack of thunder, and he covers his ears again. If only things could be normal for him. If only the one thing that happened to him up in space hadn't been both the best and the worst thing to happen to him.

Jan Kilbride, one of the three major crew up on Daedalus mission. He had always wanted to go to space... but given that he was taller than most, and he wasn't 'exceptional enough', he hadn't been selected for other programs. But here he was, and Mr. Fairchild took him in and up he went. Up there to do... strangely pointless experiments. No new research, no new projects that hadn't been done already. But his true purpose revealed itself within his marveling at the vastness of space and the microscopic meaning it was to be one man within it. The Falling Titan witnessed Jan, and Jan witnessed it, and that moment changed a lot of him.

For starters, its call to him burst his eardrums. The worst thing to happen to him. The rest of the mission was difficult, though not impossible, as he retained the slightest bit of hearing and managed to handle himself until they made it back down to Earth. Landing had been agonizing, but they gave him plenty of recovery time and took care of his healing process. Hearing aids became a necessity, with discussion for the future about possible implants to provide a more secure solution. Jan perhaps took a little bit longer to get used to this than most, but not nearly as long as he took to handle what else he had to deal with.

The voice of The Falling Titan had not left Jan at all. No hearing aids in, and all he had was the thrum of a heartbeat and the steady rumble of that call. It distracted, stirred up anxiety and unease, and yet also soothed him. Something about his experience with it, despite no-one else having seen or heard it at all, felt so very special and terrifying. Jan had been chosen, it seemed, and months after landing, after making a statement at The Magnus Institute of London... he accepted it. But when he did, his brain began trying to comprehend it all, stretching out into that infinite vast...

April 26th, 2007 Jan Kilbride suffered a stroke while gazing out at the midnight sky from his flat window. April 27th, 2007 Jan Kilbride woke up with his face pressed against his ceiling, gravity seemingly having gone from him like he had tried drifting out into space...

It took six hours for Jan to figure out how to come down from the ceiling. Longer for him to figure out how to walk again. Something was different and strange, and the call of the Titan was louder than ever, making it oh-so difficult to concentrate until he could get his hearing aids in. Once sound was permitted to reach him again, things sort-of got easier. He found that his eyes, which had been a soft gray-blue, had gone so deeply blue it was like looking into a cloudless sky just as the sun was starting to set. It took him days to figure out how to function again, to put himself together enough to go out for groceries, buy a pair of heavy boots to keep his feet on the ground. None of those first steps were easy for him, and he had no idea of what to do about it.

Fortunately, the payment for the Daedalus mission had been enough that Jan could live without working rather comfortably for a little while, so he didn't necessarily have to worry about a job. He secluded himself to his flat to figure this out, wondering where it came from and yet... not worrying about it. It felt pleasant and familiar, like being on a line to go out and do repair work on a solar panel- but no suit, no line, and he hit his head more than once on the ceiling as that feeling took hold of him. He learned quickly that he had to tie himself to the bed or he'd float. Windows needed to be kept locked and secure or he risked the chance of drifting out of them. But Gravity wasn't the biggest factor, nor were his eyes or state of mind on how incredible it was for all of this to be happening to the little tiny miniscule speck of existence that was him.

Jan hungered in a way he never had before. No amount of normal food sated it, and he grew hungrier and weaker by the day, which brought a little bit of a panic. Up until he found himself chatting with the mailman, and he felt himself drift into some sort of trance-like state... honing in on the fact that his poor dear mailman was actually afraid of the idea of space. Unfortunately for that man, all it took was a conversation about it all and a gentle pat on the shoulder from Jan. The Mailman could not be coaxed from his truck the rest of the day, and once he got himself indoors... he was diagnosed agoraphobic. How tiny he was, how easily it could be for the universe to just swallow him up.

But that hit the spot. That fear, it wasn't a lot but it filled Jan in a strange satisfaction. He felt better overall, and continued to figure himself out a little more... before he needed more of whatever that was. So he went out for a walk... and somehow found the house of that mailman, who refused to talk to him but the proximity was another taste. Later, it would be a bus driver on the last ride back toward his neighborhood. Another day, a woman at the park Jan had sat down next to. He couldn't entirely predict when his brain would shut off and the unraveling of the universe would begin, but he always felt better afterward. At least, for a little while. When he wasn't 'fed' enough, he was prone to zoning out heavily, or slipping into almost madman mutterings about the universe...

Nothing really quite hit the spot right, but fortunately Jan wouldn't have to fare on his own for too long. At some point in time, he bumps into one Mike Crew, almost literally. The two seemed to hit it off as at least conversation buddies, and while Mike shared with him his distaste for one Mr. Fairchild, Jan hadn't realized he could possibly contact his temporary employer about all of these... changes. Scheduling a meeting with Simon sometime later, both encounters- with Mike and Simon- got him on board for learning about his new purpose, serving The Falling Titan, the fear known as The Vast... as well as other fears in the world.

Discussions led to interest, and Mr. Fairchild was generous in his assistance to Jan. After some more time adapting and learning, Jan was able to 'feed' more appropriately to his needs, hanging out with Mike on occasion and having meetings with Simon. He wanted to work, and had a favourite Planetarium that had recently opened up a new building section with a large model of the solar system for educational purposes. Mr. Fairchild took care of that, got him a job there, and a new flat on the top floor of his building so he could enjoy the sky and the stars more. It all seemed too much, but Jan was reassured that he earned it and just needed to work on his 'gifts' more. So he worked hard and aimed to please while also finding new spots high-up to enjoy the views of the city with Mike hanging around doing tasks of his own.

The thunder rumbled louder and Jan finally just pulled the hearing aids out, sinking into the hum of The Titan as he watched the rain start up outside. Beautiful view, a lovely flat... and he was supposed to be somewhere right now. The attempt to go out had been foiled, and now he was back into some measure of safety- away from prying eyes of the worrisome increase in Stranger about town. Digging his phone out of his pocket, he began to pace as he started up a text to Simon.

'Hey... could I get a car sent to me? I'm sorry, I don't mean to be running late, but I was on my way and had to run back to the flat.' Jan ponders over the message for a few moments as his brain vibrates under the deep tones, something like static to his ability to focus still. Great for falling asleep to. Not great when his ceremony was starting in less than half an hour and he was supposed to be there by now. Hitting 'send', he waits and paces in his flat. It already has a soft path started for when he did this, though after a few minutes he usually stopped touching ground and let himself drift a little into a much more comfortable thinking position. Hands over ears, phone drifting in front of him, body curled up...

Jan Kilbride for another... maybe hour. Some discussion had been done with Mike ever since Simon dropped the offering into his lap. While it was definitely a cult to join the Family... Jan wouldn't be what he was if it weren't for the Fairchilds. Plus, he needed more help, more balance, more experience, and the whole lot of them could help him with that. Things not already strapped, taped or glued down start rising in the room, as well as those deep blues fall shut and he works on his breathing.

Jan Fairchild... Avatar of the Vast. The Void was his calling, and The Falling Titan was his maker. In this branch of universe...

Gertrude Robinson will just have to find someone else to dismember.

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Preparation for IAS is a long-drawn journey that requires persistent effort, scientific planning, and excellent time management. The time has arrived when the individuals are confronted with the challenge of equating both studies and personal life simultaneously, and thus, there is an emergent need to manage the available time effectively. Here are some tips on effective time management that can help strike a good work-life balance for IAS preparation without losing out on other commitments.

Clear Goals and Priorities First step towards time management is the right goal setting. Start with defining what you intend to achieve by the end of every day, week, and month. Specific goals help focus on what matters most. Divide the IAS syllabus into smaller parts and manage a timeline for each subject. Organize the tasks by their difficulties and importance. Completing your high-priority assignments early does not just give you confidence but also ensures progress.

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Digital means of Organization There are quite a few digital tools which can help you better organize your study schedule. Google Calendar, Trello, and Notion provide enough opportunities for creating and managing to-do lists, tracking the progress, and determining the time necessary for more important tasks. Using these tools keeps a person on track while ensuring that specific tasks are completed within a given timeframe.

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Self-Care and Breaks That includes their well-being as well as studies. They should include exercise, meditation, and other hobbies in the daily routine to keep themselves energetic and focused. Exercise increases blood flow in the brain, which improves concentration and retention, both of which are necessary for effective IAS preparation.

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Kiehl's New York kozmetik ürünleri markanın doğal ve etkili içeriklerle formüle ettiği ürünler, cildi besler, korur ve gençleştirir. Kiehl's klasik ürünleri arasında Ultra Facial Cream, Midnight Recovery Concentrate ve Creamy Eye Treatment bulunur. Bu ürünler son derece kaliteli ve doğal ürünlerdir. Cildinizi dış etkenlerden korur ve ilk günkü gibi kalmasını sağlar.

Shiseido Ginza Tokyo Sports güneş koruyucu ürünleri, Japon kozmetik devlerinden biridir ve Ginza Tokyo'nun lüks ve modern atmosferinden ilham alır. Shiseido'nun spor için özel olarak formüle edilmiş güneş koruyucu ürünleri, cildi güneşin zararlı etkilerinden korurken aynı zamanda suya ve terlemeye dayanıklıdır. Hafif formülleriyle ciltte ağırlık yapmazlar ve cildi nemlendirirler. Shiseido güneş koruyucuları, geniş spektrumlu UV koruması sağlar ve ciltte yağlı bir his bırakmaz. Bobbi Brown kozmetik ürünleri, doğal ve zarif makyajın sembolü haline gelmiş bir kozmetik markasıdır. Markanın ürünleri, doğal güzelliği vurgulayan ve her yaş ve cilt tonuna uygun olan ürünlerdir. Bobbi Brown'ın makyaj felsefesi, makyajın kişinin doğal güzelliğini ortaya çıkarması gerektiğine dayanır. Parfümler farklı notaların birleşimiyle oluşturulur. Notalarına göre parfümler parfümün karakterini belirler ve kişinin tercihlerine göre seçim yapmasına olanak tanır. Alışveriş için hemen www.kyrakozmetik.com adresini ziyaret edebilirsiniz.

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Shiseido Ginza Tokyo Sports Urunleri Satisi

Kiehl's New York kozmetik ürünleri markanın doğal ve etkili içeriklerle formüle ettiği ürünler, cildi besler, korur ve gençleştirir. Kiehl's klasik ürünleri arasında Ultra Facial Cream, Midnight Recovery Concentrate ve Creamy Eye Treatment bulunur. Bu ürünler son derece kaliteli ve doğal ürünlerdir. Cildinizi dış etkenlerden korur ve ilk günkü gibi kalmasını sağlar.

Shiseido Ginza Tokyo Sports güneş koruyucu ürünleri, Japon kozmetik devlerinden biridir ve Ginza Tokyo'nun lüks ve modern atmosferinden ilham alır. Shiseido'nun spor için özel olarak formüle edilmiş güneş koruyucu ürünleri, cildi güneşin zararlı etkilerinden korurken aynı zamanda suya ve terlemeye dayanıklıdır. Hafif formülleriyle ciltte ağırlık yapmazlar ve cildi nemlendirirler. Shiseido güneş koruyucuları, geniş spektrumlu UV koruması sağlar ve ciltte yağlı bir his bırakmaz. Bobbi Brown kozmetik ürünleri, doğal ve zarif makyajın sembolü haline gelmiş bir kozmetik markasıdır. Markanın ürünleri, doğal güzelliği vurgulayan ve her yaş ve cilt tonuna uygun olan ürünlerdir. Bobbi Brown'ın makyaj felsefesi, makyajın kişinin doğal güzelliğini ortaya çıkarması gerektiğine dayanır. Parfümler farklı notaların birleşimiyle oluşturulur. Notalarına göre parfümler parfümün karakterini belirler ve kişinin tercihlerine göre seçim yapmasına olanak tanır. Alışveriş için hemen www.kyrakozmetik.com adresini ziyaret edebilirsiniz.

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Shiseido Ginza Tokyo Sports Urunleri Satisi

Kiehl's New York kozmetik ürünleri markanın doğal ve etkili içeriklerle formüle ettiği ürünler, cildi besler, korur ve gençleştirir. Kiehl's klasik ürünleri arasında Ultra Facial Cream, Midnight Recovery Concentrate ve Creamy Eye Treatment bulunur. Bu ürünler son derece kaliteli ve doğal ürünlerdir. Cildinizi dış etkenlerden korur ve ilk günkü gibi kalmasını sağlar.

Shiseido Ginza Tokyo Sports güneş koruyucu ürünleri, Japon kozmetik devlerinden biridir ve Ginza Tokyo'nun lüks ve modern atmosferinden ilham alır. Shiseido'nun spor için özel olarak formüle edilmiş güneş koruyucu ürünleri, cildi güneşin zararlı etkilerinden korurken aynı zamanda suya ve terlemeye dayanıklıdır. Hafif formülleriyle ciltte ağırlık yapmazlar ve cildi nemlendirirler. Shiseido güneş koruyucuları, geniş spektrumlu UV koruması sağlar ve ciltte yağlı bir his bırakmaz. Bobbi Brown kozmetik ürünleri, doğal ve zarif makyajın sembolü haline gelmiş bir kozmetik markasıdır. Markanın ��rünleri, doğal güzelliği vurgulayan ve her yaş ve cilt tonuna uygun olan ürünlerdir. Bobbi Brown'ın makyaj felsefesi, makyajın kişinin doğal güzelliğini ortaya çıkarması gerektiğine dayanır. Parfümler farklı notaların birleşimiyle oluşturulur. Notalarına göre parfümler parfümün karakterini belirler ve kişinin tercihlerine göre seçim yapmasına olanak tanır. Alışveriş için hemen www.kyrakozmetik.com adresini ziyaret edebilirsiniz.

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Shiseido Ginza Tokyo Sports Urunleri Satisi

Kiehl's New York kozmetik ürünleri markanın doğal ve etkili içeriklerle formüle ettiği ürünler, cildi besler, korur ve gençleştirir. Kiehl's klasik ürünleri arasında Ultra Facial Cream, Midnight Recovery Concentrate ve Creamy Eye Treatment bulunur. Bu ürünler son derece kaliteli ve doğal ürünlerdir. Cildinizi dış etkenlerden korur ve ilk günkü gibi kalmasını sağlar.

Shiseido Ginza Tokyo Sports güneş koruyucu ürünleri, Japon kozmetik devlerinden biridir ve Ginza Tokyo'nun lüks ve modern atmosferinden ilham alır. Shiseido'nun spor için özel olarak formüle edilmiş güneş koruyucu ürünleri, cildi güneşin zararlı etkilerinden korurken aynı zamanda suya ve terlemeye dayanıklıdır. Hafif formülleriyle ciltte ağırlık yapmazlar ve cildi nemlendirirler. Shiseido güneş koruyucuları, geniş spektrumlu UV koruması sağlar ve ciltte yağlı bir his bırakmaz. Bobbi Brown kozmetik ürünleri, doğal ve zarif makyajın sembolü haline gelmiş bir kozmetik markasıdır. Markanın ürünleri, doğal güzelliği vurgulayan ve her yaş ve cilt tonuna uygun olan ürünlerdir. Bobbi Brown'ın makyaj felsefesi, makyajın kişinin doğal güzelliğini ortaya çıkarması gerektiğine dayanır. Parfümler farklı notaların birleşimiyle oluşturulur. Notalarına göre parfümler parfümün karakterini belirler ve kişinin tercihlerine göre seçim yapmasına olanak tanır. Alışveriş için hemen www.kyrakozmetik.com adresini ziyaret edebilirsiniz.

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Shiseido Ginza Tokyo Sports Urunleri Satisi

Kiehl's New York kozmetik ürünleri markanın doğal ve etkili içeriklerle formüle ettiği ürünler, cildi besler, korur ve gençleştirir. Kiehl's klasik ürünleri arasında Ultra Facial Cream, Midnight Recovery Concentrate ve Creamy Eye Treatment bulunur. Bu ürünler son derece kaliteli ve doğal ürünlerdir. Cildinizi dış etkenlerden korur ve ilk günkü gibi kalmasını sağlar.

Shiseido Ginza Tokyo Sports güneş koruyucu ürünleri, Japon kozmetik devlerinden biridir ve Ginza Tokyo'nun lüks ve modern atmosferinden ilham alır. Shiseido'nun spor için özel olarak formüle edilmiş güneş koruyucu ürünleri, cildi güneşin zararlı etkilerinden korurken aynı zamanda suya ve terlemeye dayanıklıdır. Hafif formülleriyle ciltte ağırlık yapmazlar ve cildi nemlendirirler. Shiseido güneş koruyucuları, geniş spektrumlu UV koruması sağlar ve ciltte yağlı bir his bırakmaz. Bobbi Brown kozmetik ürünleri, doğal ve zarif makyajın sembolü haline gelmiş bir kozmetik markasıdır. Markanın ürünleri, doğal güzelliği vurgulayan ve her yaş ve cilt tonuna uygun olan ürünlerdir. Bobbi Brown'ın makyaj felsefesi, makyajın kişinin doğal güzelliğini ortaya çıkarması gerektiğine dayanır. Parfümler farklı notaların birleşimiyle oluşturulur. Notalarına göre parfümler parfümün karakterini belirler ve kişinin tercihlerine göre seçim yapmasına olanak tanır. Alışveriş için hemen www.kyrakozmetik.com adresini ziyaret edebilirsiniz.

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Shiseido Ginza Tokyo Sports Urunleri Satisi

Kiehl's New York kozmetik ürünleri markanın doğal ve etkili içeriklerle formüle ettiği ürünler, cildi besler, korur ve gençleştirir. Kiehl's klasik ürünleri arasında Ultra Facial Cream, Midnight Recovery Concentrate ve Creamy Eye Treatment bulunur. Bu ürünler son derece kaliteli ve doğal ürünlerdir. Cildinizi dış etkenlerden korur ve ilk günkü gibi kalmasını sağlar.

Shiseido Ginza Tokyo Sports güneş koruyucu ürünleri, Japon kozmetik devlerinden biridir ve Ginza Tokyo'nun lüks ve modern atmosferinden ilham alır. Shiseido'nun spor için özel olarak formüle edilmiş güneş koruyucu ürünleri, cildi güneşin zararlı etkilerinden korurken aynı zamanda suya ve terlemeye dayanıklıdır. Hafif formülleriyle ciltte ağırlık yapmazlar ve cildi nemlendirirler. Shiseido güneş koruyucuları, geniş spektrumlu UV koruması sağlar ve ciltte yağlı bir his bırakmaz. Bobbi Brown kozmetik ürünleri, doğal ve zarif makyajın sembolü haline gelmiş bir kozmetik markasıdır. Markanın ürünleri, doğal güzelliği vurgulayan ve her yaş ve cilt tonuna uygun olan ürünlerdir. Bobbi Brown'ın makyaj felsefesi, makyajın kişinin doğal güzelliğini ortaya çıkarması gerektiğine dayanır. Parfümler farklı notaların birleşimiyle oluşturulur. Notalarına göre parfümler parfümün karakterini belirler ve kişinin tercihlerine göre seçim yapmasına olanak tanır. Alışveriş için hemen www.kyrakozmetik.com adresini ziyaret edebilirsiniz.

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Shiseido Ginza Tokyo Sports Urunleri Satisi

Kiehl's New York kozmetik ürünleri markanın doğal ve etkili içeriklerle formüle ettiği ürünler, cildi besler, korur ve gençleştirir. Kiehl's klasik ürünleri arasında Ultra Facial Cream, Midnight Recovery Concentrate ve Creamy Eye Treatment bulunur. Bu ürünler son derece kaliteli ve doğal ürünlerdir. Cildinizi dış etkenlerden korur ve ilk günkü gibi kalmasını sağlar.

Shiseido Ginza Tokyo Sports güneş koruyucu ürünleri, Japon kozmetik devlerinden biridir ve Ginza Tokyo'nun lüks ve modern atmosferinden ilham alır. Shiseido'nun spor için özel olarak formüle edilmiş güneş koruyucu ürünleri, cildi güneşin zararlı etkilerinden korurken aynı zamanda suya ve terlemeye dayanıklıdır. Hafif formülleriyle ciltte ağırlık yapmazlar ve cildi nemlendirirler. Shiseido güneş koruyucuları, geniş spektrumlu UV koruması sağlar ve ciltte yağlı bir his bırakmaz. Bobbi Brown kozmetik ürünleri, doğal ve zarif makyajın sembolü haline gelmiş bir kozmetik markasıdır. Markanın ürünleri, doğal güzelliği vurgulayan ve her yaş ve cilt tonuna uygun olan ürünlerdir. Bobbi Brown'ın makyaj felsefesi, makyajın kişinin doğal güzelliğini ortaya çıkarması gerektiğine dayanır. Parfümler farklı notaların birleşimiyle oluşturulur. Notalarına göre parfümler parfümün karakterini belirler ve kişinin tercihlerine göre seçim yapmasına olanak tanır. Alışveriş için hemen www.kyrakozmetik.com adresini ziyaret edebilirsiniz.