#yes dove is scrapped as a member of the three for a reason.

[those-weird-twolegs]

Religion in Swiftpaw's wish

Inspired by @theoriginalkittypet's lion god au

There were once three gods, Lion [Andromedous], Tigress [Neutraliss], and Leopard [Saggitaro]. Bored of their loneliness in the darkness of the void, they created four domains: The domain of Good, the domain of Mediocrity, the domain of Bad, and the domain of the Living.

Lion took the domain of Good as his main haven, Tigress the domain of Mediocrity, and Leopard the domain of Bad. They all agreed to rule over the fourth domain equally, as the living's recollection of them was what would keep them alive from now on. Things went well for a while; They created twolegs and cats first, and then dogs. After, came the animals of prey, and later the animals intended to keep Cat populations from soaring.

As many many centuries passed, cats began to idolize Lion, fear Leopard, and ignore Tigress. This lead to animosity between the three friends, as Lion's ego grew, Tigress's confidence shrank, and Leopard's concern began to plague their interactions with their friends. Leopard did their best to support Tigress, but she was too downtrodden by the mortal's lackluster opinions of her. Meanwhile, they tried to reason with Lion, but he became increasingly more frustrated with the mortals, as they each had their individual ways of respecting and worshiping him, many of which did not line up with his word.

Many years of this all went by, and eventually, Leopard was sent a cowering, terrified molly - Frecklewish - from Lion's domain. Angry, Leopard started reforming the domain of Bad, shaping it to have levels catered to your level of bad. Many cats who weren't entirely good, but were not one to acknowledge Tigress in life, wound up in their domain, so they made it so that those cats had a safe place to live in their domain. They took a liking to Frecklewish in particular, and decided to make the poor terrified molly their messenger (much to the much worse mapleshade's anger).

Impressed by this new idea, Tigress began looking for her own messenger, as Leopard's relationship with the other two began clearing up due to their use of their beloved messenger. Tigress chose a member of the Sisters who wound up in the domain of Mediocrity, despite having been decently good in life, and her new messenger began teaching her to be confident again. Unfortunately, around this time, Tigress found signs and prophetic warnings that she was fading. It would take a millennia or two, but because of Lion's polarized views, she was being forgotten, and slowly dying. So, she conceived a plan with Frecklewish and Leopard: Convince Lion to send an aspect of each deity to the domain of Living in order to renew belief in their true selves, rather than the selves that Lion and his followers had been spreading.

Lion remained adamant for a long time that he would not do this. He, in all his darkened glory, had grown embellished in his beliefs and saw himself as the one true god over his old friends. It wasn't until the forest clans borne a cat with a striking resemblance to a lion that he began to consider their proposition. This cat, Lionkit (later Lionheart), became his favorite, a living reminder of his old glory. He strove to become like this cat as the cat grew and became an intelligent and wise adult, and was proud to witness him become a deputy in his clan. Unfortunately, he was killed defending his clan in a traitorous rally, and upon joining the domain of Good, Lionheart was given a choice: Become Lion's messenger, or remain on the lower levels of Good, bordering Mediocrity for the rest of his afterlife.

Lionheart, shocked but happy to receive the blessing of being Lion's messenger, accepted the less-than-optimal ultimatum, and joined Lion. Slowly but surely, he worked with Frecklewish and Starlight (Tigress's messenger) to get Lion to agree, and by the time the legendary Firestar had kits with Sandstorm, they convinced him to send a prophecy - The prophecy of the Three - to the domain of the living. The three - Hollyleaf (Tigress), Lionblaze (Lion), and Jayfeather (Leopard) - would be their aspects in the domain of the Living until death, in which they would become advisors to the gods.

It was the three's job to restore faith and content in the gods, and they would have to start by fixing the structure of the clans. The plan was for the main one of the trio to be Holly(Snow)leaf - An albino tom (later molly) with spiky fur and red eyes - to be Tigress's mortal self, and to spread the word that things must be changed if everyone is to survive in sanctity and peace. (Hollow)Lionblaze, a near-melonistic molly (later tom) with red undertones, would show that Lion is not the perfect deity everyone assumed him to be. And finally, Jay(Amber)feather, a golden tabby tom (later molly) with unusual spots, would be there to represent the anger Leopard felt for the mistreatment of cats by Lion and Tigress.

Upon their maturing, and the discovery of their heritage, things went horribly against the plan. Hollyleaf killed Ashfur, and then revealed Leafpool's secret to the whole of the clans. (S)He was unable to be contacted anymore, as the last cat (s)he was seen with was Sol, and Tigress began to grow ill. She soon resurfaced, now going by Snowleaf and using she/her pronouns, and everyone was so relieved that they sent down their messengers to follow her for a little bit. During this time, Snowleaf and Ivypaw became friends, and they began talking about how to change the code and the clans...

... And so, the deities recalled their beloved messengers, and the world breathed a sigh of relief. The prophecy would be fulfilled.

[ka-za-ri]

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It’s lunchtime somewhere. Have a sandwich. Pairing: Lucifer x Reader x Simeon Genre: PwP Smut Wordcount: ????     Tags: Smut, porn without plot, Demon sex, Angel Sex, Threesome, Toys, hand jobs, spit roasting, Sex Toys, Dom/Sub Undertones, sensory deprivation, temperature play, body worship, double penetration, size kink Summary: Lucifer and Simeon give you reason to look forward to movie nights with them.

Movie nights with Simeon and Lucifer became a rather regular occurrence once Simeon discovered just how large Lucifer’s backlog of unwatched movies had become. The angel made sure Lucifer set aside time once a week for at least one meet up. It took some persuasion, and a lot of pouting from both you and Simeon to get Lucifer to agree. The meetups started off innocent enough. Lots of cuddling and laughs were shared between bowls of popcorn as Lucifer slowly got caught up to date with the movies he missed due to his hectic schedule. It was a time for all three of you to relax, to enjoy each other's company and to forget about the stresses of the world outside. It was hard not to look forward to the movie nights especially after a week of study and corralling rowdy demon brothers. On that couch, you were safe between the two of them. There was no chaos, just a movie and their arms around your shoulders. From time to time, Lucifer would feed you from the shared bowl while Simeon offered you sips of his drink. It was pure, innocent and comforting. Until one day while were fully invested in the film and not paying attention to what they were up to, they slowly guided your hands to their crotches. By the time you noticed what they had done, they were already half hard and using your hands to stroke their lengths. “Oh, don’t look away, the best part is yet to come.” Lucifer said, making sure you focused on the flashing images in front of you instead of the growing bulges beside you. “Yes, you don’t want to miss this.” Simeon agreed, curling your hand around his shaft and encouraging you to stroke him. Lucifer mirrored the action and as the movie reached its climax, you realized you had a more interesting climax at hand, literally. It wasn’t until the credits started to roll when you were allowed to turn your attention to what the men had started. They leaned in, kissing you at the same time while your hands groped and stroked their lengths through their pants. Eventually Simeon won out, claiming your lips while Lucifer trailed his kisses elsewhere, down your jaw, to your neck where he greedily sucked at your pulse point. Their hands guided your own, showing you how they liked to be stroked and you were overwhelmed by the information overload trying to keep up with the differing paces they preferred. “Wait, Is this... alright? I mean, Simeon, you’re... an angel and all.” Simeon chuckled softly, kissing your cheek and nipping your ear. “Oh Little Lamb, how cute you are. Do you think a little sex is a crime punishable with a Fall? Humans are so gullible.” He rolled his hips into your hand encouraging you to keep going. “Why would the Heavenly Father find something natural a sin? There are crimes more serious than pleasure.” “Something like a rebellion?” Lucifer joked, squeezing your breast and he was rewarded with a gasp of pleasure when he pinched your pert nipple through your top. “Hmm Something like that, yes.” Simeon agreed and he let out a breathy moan when your fingers squeezed the tip of his cock harder than he had anticipated. “So, you shouldn’t worry about me, Little Lamb. You should be more concerned about how you’ll make us cum at the same time.” At the same time. You weren’t sure how you were going to manage the different tempos they demanded, and your arms were starting to get tired of the repetitive motions; but you were definitely interested in seeing them both come undone by your hands. Just touching them through their pants wasn’t enough. Almost as if they shared one mind, they had divested themselves of their pants and both of them were kneeling beside you, their cocks tantalizingly bobbing in front of your face as you went back to pleasing them with your hands. Without the barrier of clothes, it was much easier to pull a reaction out of them and they no longer needed to guide your hands into doing what they wanted. Simeon preferred a lighter touch and long, careful caresses while Lucifer loved it when you gripped him tightly to go hard and fast on his cock. Though their rhythms differed, they worked in tandem somehow with your hands and came at the same time after you fondled their balls and traced the heads of their sensitive, dripping cocks. Their seed, covered your face and your hands in thick, hot ropes as their dicks pulsed and they groaned in unison. “Your turn.” Lucifer declared, licking the mess on your face while Simeon cleaned off your hands. Once all trace of their loads were gone, they turned their hungry gazes to your own aching crotch and they parted your thighs as they settled between your legs. “I’m hungry.” Lucifer announced before delving into your soaked core. “Snacks weren’t enough.” Simeon agreed before letting his tongue join Lucifer’s and you writhed as they greedily lapped at your essence through your panties. When they couldn’t get enough of you, the soiled scrap of cloth was wrenched to the side unceremoniously and their tongues licked up your juices, probed at your entrance and circled your clit. The combined heat of their breaths and the lewd, wet sounds coming from between your legs brought you to climax much faster than you had anticipated. “So soon?”Simeon asked, his bright eyes held a fair bit of glee. He pulled away and you could see your essence glistening on his chin. “The credits haven’t even finished rolling.” Without any further preamble, he dove back in with Lucifer to continue their post movie snack until the credits and the extra post movie scenes were over. “So, same time same place next week?” Lucifer asked once silence fell over the room and you were reeling from your third orgasm that night. “Y-yeah... that sounds like a plan.” ~~ To say that you were eager for your ‘movie nights’ going forward was an understatement. It was the driving force that got you through the weeks. The thought of being between Simeon and Lucifer again occupied your mind and often you were caught daydreaming about what you could get up to in the upcoming meetups. You came to know their desires very quickly. Simeon was a tease. He loved watching you squirm and writhe under the lightest of touches. He was a romantic, full of kisses and cuddles once you were doing being used. The angel had a mischievous side to him, preferring to take slow, deep strokes inside of you, forcing you to feel the bulbous tip of his cock drag itself across your walls and memorize just how good his cock could make you feel. He loved you on your back, sprawled on the couch and disheveled, moaning for him as he took his sweet time fucking you. All the while Lucifer would occupy your mouth, muffling those pretty moans with his member. He adored seeing your throat bulge with the outline of his cock as he fucked your face. The way you would always gasp for air after he came down your throat was so erotic to him and never failed to get him going for another round, switching places with Simeon who would kiss your bruised lips so tenderly before encouraging your tired jaw to open up and accept his own length into it. Lucifer was a rougher lover. He pounded into you without abandon anytime he got the chance to sheath himself in your pussy. You always needed to nurse bruises during the week after he was done with you; not that you really minded. Shameful as it felt, you loved the feeling of his nails digging into your flesh, marking you and reminding you of the times you shared with the two of them. Different as they were, they were passionate lovers and never ceased to have you reeling in pleasure every week. While the movie played in the background, they found new ways to please and tease you until the very end of the film. With how long they had been alive for, they knew just how to play you like an instrument, drawing out your pleasure for as long as they wanted. Some nights, they would fuck you without abandon from the beginning to the end, other nights, they would pass you back and forth until you were ready to pass out and your pussy was filled with their seed. Yet other nights, the three of you would be stuffed full of your favorite toys, riding and grinding down on them, passing the remotes to the vibrators to one another and teasing each other until you all were over stimulated messes on that couch. Pretending to pay attention to the movie on the TV was difficult when you had two exceptionally attractive men moaning beside you and stroking their cocks in time with the hand held fucking machine thrusting in and out of your pussy until the three of you came at the same time and indulged in copious amounts of cuddles and kisses before deciding to do it all over again. Their methods of pleasure was as varied as the movies they chose and every week it was a surprise until you swore you had experienced it all with them. You had a good grasp on what they liked and pleasuring them came easily to you now. As soon as the door closed and the movie started, the three of you would spend at least the first ten minutes kissing each other deeply, fondling each other through clothing before everything inevitably came off by the time the first act was over. From there, you could almost predict what would happen depending on how the week had gone. Some weeks, Lucifer would have you and Simeon bound and kneeling before him, demanding that he be pleased first before he even thought about allowing either of you to think about pleasure. Other weeks, Simeon would have you tied down and spread on the couch so he and Lucifer could spend the whole film kissing every inch of your skin and counting how many times you could cum before the movie ended. You were more than happy to adapt to their whims, listening to them without question and following their lead. You thought knew them like your favorite movie. That comfort and routine had you falling into complacent lull which was how you ended up making the mistake of thinking nothing they did could surprise you anymore. ~~ You should have known better that there was something off when Lucifer lead you to a more private quarter that week than the room they used for your regular movie nights. You should have noticed how well padded those walls were, how the dim light illuminated everything. It should have been an indication of how that they had plotted this for some time now when Lucifer cast an extra strong spell of privacy over the room. It wasn’t until you heard the rustle of clothes and feathers that you realized what you were in for. Both of them were glorious and their massive wings seemed to encircle you in a cage once they both approached you sandwiching you between them. “A proposition.” Simeon started, tilting your chin up so you were forced to look into his eyes. “How about we make our own movie this week?” He glanced to the side and your gaze followed his. Your heart skipped a beat when you saw the recording device set up on the dresser. You swallowed hard, unable to deny how much that thought turned you on, but also how much it intimated you. Being on camera, being recorded with such beautiful men felt wrong. “Oh, I know that look, Little lamb.” Simeon cooed, kissing your forehead softly. “Don’t worry, you’ll do fine. Just follow our lead.” Behind you, you heard the rustle of clothing as Lucifer disrobed. He took your hand and brought you to the massive bed. You didn’t remember Simeon’s room being this spacious, nor the bed so large, but you didn’t have time to think about your whereabouts as your hands were tied above you to the headboard. Your legs were spread and tied to the posts at the foot of the bed. Once Lucifer was sure you weren’t going anywhere, he sat down next to you, his fingers brushed through your hair and his wings gently caressed your arms as he directed your attention to the angel in front of you. “Watch.” he commanded, and you could only obey. What followed was the most sinful strip tease. Simeon dropped the cloak he normally wore around his arms and let you drink in his angelic form. The white wings framed his body, keeping your eyes on him and only him as he traced all of his dips and curves through his skin tight clothes, peeling them off slowly, enticing you with every new inch of skin he revealed. You were practically drooling when his pants finally came off. You gasped when you saw his girthy cock and you shuddered, wondering if you could take something like that in you. Which suddenly brought the thought of Lucifer’s dick to the forefront of your mind. Glancing to the side, you took stock of his member and gulped at the monster between his legs. The demon chuckled, his fingers still stroking your hair gently and he leaned in for a soft kiss. “Don’t worry. We’ll make sure you’ll be properly ready for us by the end of the night. For now, relax.” You nodded, but you were unable to take your thoughts away from the tapered tip of Simeon’s cock which gave way to a massive swell. You unconsciously clenched just imagining how wide he would stretch you out before you could get to the base. The swirling ridges and thick veins of his member were unlike anything you had seen before, at the base, you could make out a substantial ring of taught muscle you could only imagine being used to lock him into place once he was inside of you, similar to the hefty knot that sat at the base of Lucifer’s cock. “You’re thinking too much.” Simeon chided coming over to grace your lips with a soft kiss. “I promise you’re in good hands.” He reassured. Your body was still tense with intimidation, his words did little to alleviate the fear and he could see it in your eyes. Beside you, you heard Lucifer sigh and pad across the room looking for something. “I suppose we’ll have to find other ways to relax you.” He came back a moment later with a silken blindfold. Carefully draping it over your eyes, he made sure it was securely on before dipping down and kissing you deeply until you moaned into his mouth and were breathless. “Better.” There was a moment of silence between the three of you while the angel and the demon contemplated just how to relax you. Lucifer had been so excited to get you tied up, he had forgotten to take your clothes off and so the first step was working together to undress you, undoing the ties only when it was necessary to slip your clothes off. You visibly shivered when you were left bare in front of them, in front of that camera. “Better.” Simeon finally agreed now that all three of you were in a similar state of undress. You heard a soft popping sound followed by a sharp gasp from Simeon. You heard it again but this time followed by a quiet grunt from Lucifer. Confused, shook your head back and forth, trying to figure out what had happened. Your confusion stopped when you felt the softest tickle of a feather caress your skin. There was the sound of wings flapping as they adjusted to fit you in a feathered cage. “Did you know....” Lucifer drawled, dragging his feather across your skin and watched as you twitched under the light touches.  “You’re absolutely adorable when you’re at our mercy?” “You are.” Simeon agreed, teasing your spread pussy with the tip of his feather. “You’re so cute when you’re an incoherent mess for us. I can’t help but look forward to seeing what kind of faces you can make tonight when our cocks make you scream.” You shivered, struggling against your bindings but to no avail. The knots held tight and you were helpless. You could only focus on the tingling sensation that followed in the wake of their teasing. The feathers felt different from each other. The one Lucifer dragged across your body to tease your nipples left a trail of warmth, like a soothing touch on heated skin after being spanked. The tip of the feather prodded your nipples until they were aching and sore, the heat intensifying until it was almost unbearable. As soon as it got too much, he would move to your other breast, repeating the process in a cycle that had your mind reeling. Simeon’s lips were practically attached to your neck, kissing and nipping the sensitive skin there while his feather toyed your pussy. The cool, tingling sensation spread across your nether lips and down your thighs as he drew errant patterns across your skin, watching in awe as goosebumps appeared in the wake of his feather. Your clit was toyed with until it was almost numb, your essence coating the feather, soaking it as he continued to toy with your body. Then, they switched. The heat moved to your core and the chill traveled up your abdomen to tease your nipples. The drastic change in temperatures had you wailing and thrashing as the heat from Lucifer’s feather felt like a brand against your sensitive core. The cold on your nipples made them pucker and stand painfully erect. “Adorable.” Simeon cooed, admiring how you heaved and writhed under him. He reached to the bedside drawer and picked up one of the candles that had been illuminating the room. carefully hovering it over your chest, he watched with glee as the hot wax dripped from the candle and splattered against your skin, welting the skin and making you cry. You were too hot and too cold at the same time. The assault of sensations made your mind go blank and all you could focus on was feeling good, sounding good and letting them play with your body to draw out every sensation they could from you. They weren’t done yet, far from it. While Simeon focused on wax dribbling down your chest and carefully let hot droplets tease your oversensitive nipples, Lucifer had reached to the ice bucket which housed a bottle of wine. Finding a suitably small piece of ice, he dragged it across your thighs after his feather, making you shiver and moan. Pausing at the apex of your thighs for a moment, he let you catch your breath before sliding the melting ice into your waiting hole. His finger pulled back the fleshy hood of your clit and he pressed the feather directly against the bundle of nerves, rubbing it roughly, coating it with your essence and overwhelming you with heat and cold at the same time. “You can cum when the ice is melted.” He stated, assaulting your clit with the feather. His teeth found your collarbone and he bit down, hard, kissing your skin after he left his mark. Watching you come undone from their combined efforts was nothing short of a treat. The chill of ice within you faded as your own body heat melted the cold object. It felt like it took eons to do as Lucifer asked, but as soon as you no longer felt the ice in you, your whole body shuddered in completion, your inner walls collapsed clenching around nothing and your clit throbbed almost painfully as you rode out the waves of pleasure from your intense climax. Both the angel and the demon descended on your lips when you came, kissing you deeply thrusting their tongues into your mouth, moaning as they drank in the sounds of your orgasm. The blindfold was ripped off your face and you blinked to adjust your eyes to the light once more. They kissed you until you were breathless, tired and dizzy, but the night had only begun. You knew matter how tired you were, the two of them would push you past whatever limits you had until they too were satisfied. “There, nice and relaxed.” Simeon purred, carefully peeling off the dried wax from your skin and admiring the patterns it had left across your chest. He dipped between your breasts, pressing soft kisses on the tender skin while you were still wrapped in the afterglow of your climax. The ties that held your arms and legs were undone and Lucifer cradled you in his lap, fondling your tender breasts. Your limbs slowly regained feeling and your bleary vision cleared just in time to witness Simeon in front of you, stroking his length, eyeing your drenched pussy, licking his lips and dreaming of the moment when the two of you would become one. “I know you probably don’t feel ready, but I know you want this...” He leaned in to kiss you. Lucifer moved his legs to lock with your own, and spread you open for the angel. “I’ll make sure to go slow so you can feel... everything.” With one last reassuring kiss, he pressed the tips of his cock to your entrance, hissing from the residual cold from the melted ice. Your canal warmed up soon enough as you could immediately feel the swell of his cock push into you. There was no time to adjust, his shaft was nothing but a series of thick bulbous ridges that only got wider until it tapered off just a bit at the base where the muscular ring sat. You were stretched wider and wider with every inch, losing your breath at the sensation of taking Simeon in this form. “There, now. You’re doing so well.” Lucifer praised, pinching your nipples to keep you conscious of the current moment. “Look at that, he’s almost all the way in.” Lucifer guided your gaze down between your legs and your heart skipped a beat when you saw that he was correct. There was maybe an inch or two left before he would be fully seated in you. You took a deep breath and allowed the angel to make the final push to sheath himself within your walls. Simeon let out a low groan, nipping at your shoulder and he held you close to take in the sensation of being surrounded by you. “You’re so hot.” He whined, “So tight, so perfect...” He grunted, rolling his hips into you and your body shuddered at how deep he was able to reach. You let out a breathless whine grasping at the sheets below you, reeling at the sensation. “I’m so proud of you, I knew you could do it.” Lucifer praised, trailing kissed down your neck. He glanced over at Simeon and gave the angel an imperceptible nod, egging the angel to move more. Simeon didn’t need any more encouragement, slowly sliding his length in and out of you as he was wont to do. He never fully pulled out of you, just far enough to the widest point of his cock before sliding back inside of your snug, tight walls. The ebb and flow of being stretched and relaxed had you mesmerized and before you knew it, you could feel your climax approaching. He could feel your walls fluttering in anticipation of the end and that was when he stopped moving all together. You were left hanging just at the precipice and you could see the excitement in Simeon’s eyes as he too was enjoying the moment; but you couldn’t forget about the demon behind you. “I hope you’re ready for me too...” He murmured softly and for a moment you were confused about what his words meant. The meaning became crystal clear when the hard tip of his cock pushed against your already stuffed hole, seeking entrance to a space that was quite full already. You gasped, squirming away from him but there was no winning against his inhuman strength. “N-no... it won’t fit , It’s too much.” You protested Lucifer dragged his length up and down your soaked lips, coating his cock in your essence before pressing against your hole once again to join Simeon. He let out a low, dark chuckle. “Breathe, my sweet, trust us.” He reassured. “Just imagine how good and tight you’ll feel when we’re both all the way in you. That ridge of his and my knot buried inside, stretching you out, claiming you.” You could see the image in your mind, but feeling it was something else entirely. You were already at your limit, or so you thought. But Lucifer was persistent and with some coaxing, the tip of Lucifer’s cock eventually slid inside beside Simeon’s. Whatever limits you had were going to be tested now. Somehow, against the pain and the stretch you felt, you could feel your muscles clench, tightening against the new intrusion, accepting him, drawing him further into you. “That’s my Little Lamb.” Simeon praised, kissing you and distracting you from whatever pain your abused hole was feeling. “That’s it, take us all in.” Your mouth hung open in a soundless scream as Lucifer’s cock drove itself further and further inside of you. The long shaft going deep within, brushing against your cervix when he finally reached the base of his knot. “Amazing.” he breathed, marveling at the tightness of being together with you along with Simeon. “Simply amazing.” And then, they started to move within you. Their motions were perfectly synced making you see stars and the heavens beyond them. You clung onto Simeon, though your arms had long lost feeling. At this point, you only served to be a fuck toy for the two of them, something to be used for their carnal pleasures and you wouldn’t have it any other way. The way their cocks worked in tandem sliding in and out of your hole had you cumming almost immediately. But, they weren’t anywhere near done with you. Not until they claimed you and truly made your theirs. They went faster, deeper, harder until you couldn’t see straight. The sound of skin slapping against skin mingled with grunts and moans filled the room along with the sticky sweet smell of sex. “Oh, oh God!” You screamed when they slammed you down to the base of their cocks at the same time. “God is not here making you moan.” Simeon growled, digging his fingers into the supple flesh of your ass and gripping it hard, spreading your cheeks out to gain more access to your pussy. “There is no God here, just us.” Lucifer bit your neck hard, leaving deep teeth marks in his wake, nearly drawing blood. He seethed at the Heavenly Father’s name and it only fueled his need to claim you. “If you’re going to call out a name, why don’t you make sure it’s mine.” he commanded, forgoing any decorum and roughly thrusting into you, ignoring whatever semblance of rhythm he had with Simeon earlier. You cried out, tears streaming from your eyes, your voice hoarse from screaming and your body sore from the abuse it was taking. They made you feel like a sinner and a saint all at once, the mix of pain and pleasure too much for your mind to bear and eventually all thoughts faded to the background until there was nothing but euphoria. Your head lolled back, resting against Lucifer’s chest and you blearily looked up at the ceiling as you accepted your fate between these two men. They were nearing their own climaxes. Seeing you lose yourself in the throes of passion drove them to the edge they sought and your body reached its final trial. Their thrusting slowed as they pushed you down on the hard knot and thick ridge of their cocks. You couldn’t remember screaming, but you did remember thinking you were being torn in half. You clawed at Simeon’s back, drawing blood from scratching him so deeply. The angel hissed, his long lashes fluttering as he softly encouraged you to accept them, all of them. And then, there was pure bliss when you felt them securely embedded within you. It was a feeling of fullness, of contentment you had never felt before. It felt as if your very soul had ascended at that moment. With one final grunt from Lucifer and a breathy moan from Simeon, they released their loads into you at the same time. The copious amounts of their seed flooding your insides, causing your belly to swell as  you accepted their offering to you. The hot, sticky ropes of cum leaked from your pussy as they seemed to pump into you ceaselessly. You thought this surely must have been what paradise felt like as you yourself came around them one last time. As you felt your consciousness drifting away from you from your final climax. You remembered being gently lowered to the bed while both the angel and the demon were still inside of you. Their cocks were still hard and pulsing cum into you at intervals.  “You did so well, Little Lamb.” Lucifer murmured, using the pet name Simeon often used for you. “You deserve some rest.” “Yes, rest, my Sweet.” Simeon encouraged, pressing kisses on your forehead and your cheeks. “You were perfect.” “So... Does this mean same time, same place next week?” You asked tiredly. “I don’t mind shooting a sequel.” Simeon agreed wholeheartedly. “Why just a sequel? We could make it a proper... trilogy.” Lucifer chimed in, holding you close and wrapping his wings around you. Simeon followed suit and that night, you dreamed of what sort of blockbuster the three of you could come up with.

[barpurplewrites]

From the Ashes - Chapter 2

Chapter One (HERE)

-x-x-x-

The morning nurse had blinked in surprise once she’d opened the blinds and registered Belle’s presence. She’d quickly recovered and chivvied Belle back to her room for breakfast and morning rounds.

“I’ll come back later. If that’s okay?”

Gold fancied he could hear the nurse’s ears strain as she did her best to do her job and listen in on the conversation. Ear-wigging his aunts had called that; if subtly was key then the nurse wasn’t very good at it, but he really didn’t care.

“We’d like that, thank you.”

Belle gave him a smile; “I’ll see you later, Gold. Bye for now, Neal.”

Gold looked to his son, a small flicker of hope in his chest that Belle’s words would be enough to get a response from Neal, he had taught him to be polite. Nothing; maybe next time.

He gave Belle a weak smile and a nod as she hobbled out of the room. The nurse cleared her throat; “Time for you to get some breakfast Mr Gold.”

He hated these parts of the day. His influence and reputation had allowed him privileges not granted to other family members, but there were limits, and neglecting his own physical needs was not permitted. Whale had already threatened to have Dove physically carry him from Neal’s bedside. Gold might pay Dove’s wages, but he had no doubt that he would have done as asked. Most of his dignity had fallen by the wayside in the Hell of Now, he figured he could hold on to a small scrap and not be seen slung over Dove’s shoulder like a sack of tatties.

He eased himself out of the chair and gathered up his wash bag.

“I won’t be long, son, quick wash and a bite to eat and I’ll be back.”

He raised an eyebrow at the nurse, who gave him a curt nod in return.

“Anything changes, and you’ll be paged at once Mr Gold.”

He took one more look at Neal before he limped out of the room. He used a shower-room on this floor, thirty-six steps away from Neal’s door. After five days he had this down to a fine art now, could probably take the trophy in speed showering. As he striped off and stepped under the spray he found himself wondering what the trophy for such a competition would look like. A showerhead, or maybe just an artistic blur of water with a vaguely human figure rendered in glass.

As he dried himself off him his mind wandered back to their midnight visitor. Belle French was new in town, barely been here six months if he recalled correctly. More than enough time to have heard all the stories and been scared away from him. Would she come back for another visit? She seemed the kind sort, and she must be bored stuck in hospital, firefighter was an active profession after all. Would she want the stories from the horse’s mouth? God, he hoped not, he normally shut down such enquiries with a glare and a not so subtle hint about rent increases, but Belle didn’t rent from him and he didn’t have the energy to glare at anyone convincingly. He’d probably end up crying on her shoulder again.

He groaned around the toothbrush in his mouth, he’d have to apologise for that breakdown. It hadn’t felt embarrassing in the low hospital light of night, but daylight was always a harsher judge.

Why was toothpaste so hard to rinse out of a beard? Maybe he should shave? Nah, Neal would get a laugh out of his face fuzz, plus he hadn’t got a razor.

He stepped out of the bathroom less than fifteen minutes after he’d gone in. A quick look along the corridor to Neal’s room, and he took the fifteen steps in the opposite direction to the elevators. Two steps into the elevator, one floor down forty-three steps to the café. He never bothered counting the steps in the café, all he had to do was sit down at the table closest to the edge of the open-plan space and his meal was brought to him. The staff didn’t question him, it would have been clear on his face if there had been any news.

The food was tasteless, but the coffee was bearable. The café had a handy clock on the wall that showed the day and date as well as the time. Thursday, five days since the fire. It felt longer, a lot longer. He supposed at some point he would have to listen to Dove and Whale and leave the hospital, but the idea of doing that while Neal was still unconscious twisted his stomach. He left his breakfast and made the ninety-six step journey back to Neal.

 -o0o-

 Belle was flicking through the TV channels looking for something to distracted her from the itch in her leg. The nurses and doctors told her it was a sign everything was healing as it should, but that didn’t make it any easier to cope with.  

She found a re-run of Hell’s Kitchen and dropped the remote on to her bed. The show gave her some background noise, but her mind wasn’t on the Scottish chef shouting the hopefuls into line. It was another Scottish man who filled her thoughts. The porter who had walked her back to her room this morning had been shocked that she’d visited Gold, and even more surprised that she hadn’t heard the gossip about the feared landlord. She had, she wasn’t deaf, but she’d taken it with a big pinch of salt since until last night she’d never met the man himself. She wasn’t counting the brief moment on the lawn of his fire wrecked house, that had hardly been the time for proper introductions. What Leroy had told her didn’t match up with the man she’d met. True she was seeing him in a crisis and that changed people, but he was clearly devoted to his son. She’d seen parents fake that sort of affection in times of trouble, and Gold wasn’t faking.

The breeze from her open window caught the flowers that her watch had sent her. That was what was missing from Neal’s room, there were no flowers, cards or balloons, none of the stuff people normally sent to sick relatives and friends. Was Gold so hated in town that people shunned his son as well?

A squeak caught her attention and she looked up to see a blond-haired Candy Striper shoving the reluctant book trolley into her room.

“You ready for a new one?”

“Oh yes, please.”

The policy for borrowing books only allowed her one at a time and considering how fast Belle could read with nothing but time on her hands it wasn’t nearly enough.

“Wasn’t sure if you’d have finished the last one. I heard that you went for a walk-about last night.”

The Candy Striper twisted her fingers in the hem of her tabard and suddenly said; “Neal’s my friend. How’s he doing?”

Belle cocked her head to one side; “The same. Have you been to see him?”

She asked it gently, there were a million reasons why this girl might not have dropped in on her friend. Belle wasn’t entirely surprised when she said; “Mom won’t let me visit him, says I’m not to go anywhere near Mr Gold.”

The girl dropped into the chair and huffed; “It’s stupid. Everyone’s scared of Neal’s dad because he’s the landlord and because of some ancient history about Neal’s mom, and that isn’t even true, but they are all too stupid to ask.”

Belle glanced up at the doorway, there was no one else around.

“Y’know I was going to go and visit Neal again this afternoon, but the nurses say I can’t walk there on my own.”

The girl flicked her hair over her shoulder and now Belle could read her name tag; Emma. She hoped the kid would read between the lines.

“I don’t just push the library trolley. As a Candy Striper I can escort you to other rooms to make sure you don’t fall, or anything.”

Belle gave her a wide smile; “That sounds great.”

“I’ll be back once I’ve finished the book rounds, okay?”

Emma was in such a rush she left the room before Belle could choose a new book. A few moments later there was a horrible squeaking noise and Emma came running back into the room.

“Here, it’s the next part.”

She was gone again like a candy-striped whirlwind. Belle opened the new book, she could get a few chapters read while she waited for Emma to come back.

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7 Things You Can BURY in the GARDEN to Improve the Soil

7 Things You Can BURY in the GARDEN to Improve the Soil

Janay i’m mark from social eyesight me and i love to bury things in the garden it not only cures the environment by reducing waste and landfill it saves on buying fertilizer and other expensive additives to improve your soil so here are seven of the main things i like to bury in the garden

let’s get into it[ Music] number 1 swine as an animal carcass decomposes in the garden it turns into a rich fertilizer that can be utilized by your weeds the beginning system of your weeds in this case banana trees will literally “re going through” and suck out the nutrients it needs I’ve submerge my bazaar share of animals in the plot such as chickens doves toads fish heads

and now even a kangaroo at the end of last year Nina my wife was driving to work early in the morning went out of nowhere hop-skip a kangaroo right in front of a automobile she did everything she could to avoid it but unfortunately just like numerous Australians knowledge at least once in their life she concealed the kangaroo and it couldn’t be revitalized of course Nina rang me and she was a bit shaken so I drove out to check that she was okay and instead of leaving the animal on the road I took it back home and the one thing I had at the time which was a reusable supermarket pocket which I never reused after that I might supplement then I submerge the kangaroo in the pet cemetery and it came back to life no that fraction isn’t true I lay the kangaroo right here underneath the banana trees and since

then we’ve had a banana boom simply a few points to note when you do this make sure you dig a penetrating enough hole and treat with enough clay relevant to the size of the animal to prevent any bad fragrances and I recommend flooding further with a roadblock such as ball rock-and-rolls to stop wild puppies or other animals trying to dig it up also for gigantic animals this method works best with result trees or large flowers like bananas and of course I’m not saying you should fling off a perfectly health animal exactly to use it in the garden-variety but if the circumstances grow such as an age-old chicken stops off the perch well you might as well get

that one last-place employ out of it yes it is sad when swine get ill or come to a premature intention like young Skippy the kangaroo now but on a positive mention he did make good bananas number two is eggs as we know eggs are so versatile they can be used to establish mayonnaise cakes pasta hashed out to move more fowls or simply gobbled as is in many different ways but did you know that eggs likewise make an excellent

fertilizer for plants it’s true eggs contain calcium phosphorus magnesium nitrogen zinc copper and many other nutrients beneficial to plant growth you’ve probably heard about the benefits of eggshells in the plot but entire eggs are even better except who wants to waste whole eggs in the garden-variety well firstly you might find using eggs in this way cheaper then buying commercial fertilizer pound-for-pound however we tend to use eggs that have been soiled cracked or age-old I’ll take up and testify you a really good example real experience I left out duck to collect her eggs in the hope that she might be participating in them and hatch out some ducklings for us but she’s a little bit young and instead she’s compiled some of them but the majority of members of them ought to have sowed around by the chickens and she’s not sitting on them so instead what I’m gonna do is I’m gonna collect them all they’re all around the place one there three here one over there one

near where you are I’m gonna collect them up and use them in the garden-variety and the last one check them out look at how unclean some of these are just rolling around on the poop storey gardeners will often dig a excavation like this you know about 30 centimeters deep like a few eggs in interrupt them and then cover that fault over delightful and good pat it down then use a affix so they can identify where that defect is for later then come back in about several weeks maybe a month or two and then they know that they can plant a tomato capsicum or any vegetable certainly over the priorities in that and they don’t even need to use fertilizer personally I simply drivel them anywhere in the plot excavate a opening at random don’t even bother marking them and often I will only plant tomatoes straight

immediately over freshly seeded eggs into the garden and I’ve had good results with that number three animal trash or dungs one of the most common and natural ways to fertilize the plot is by using animal manures that have been left to break down and compost and get really old in a neat cool smudge like this under some Hessian for several months until they’ve broken down and then they can be applied into the garden you are eligible to submerge fresh manure in the garden you just can’t originate anything in that place for several weeks maybe months until it breaks down if you get managed business dung fertilizer it’s usually scattered on the surface around flowers but when we collect

our own excrements from animals the material is larger and less center often these kinds of excrement is best dug into the garden and combined with the clay basically buried into the garden berthed so that it does not clog burn or crust up meeting it better overall for the seeds my favorite manures are cow horse poultry but other shoot swine like sheep and even rabbits etc are good to cat and pup poop can be composted down but not embed instantly into the garden on purpose regardles I’m not a big love either way of feline and puppy debris it’s too close to human waste for me to use in the garden and I’d be worried about spreading nasty pathogens throughout the veggie patch but that’s just my view whereas farm animals have a enormously different compost compatibility because they eat little protein and have a more plant-based diet number four is kitchen scraps you may remember my video what happens when you submerge kitchen scraps in the plot well in this spot here is where the beginning of that video was and where I moved a batch of kitchen scraps in a gutter here and that awfully season I ripened a bumper cultivate of tomatoes so what we should do is dig this up and see if there’s anything left of those scraps that I put in there get in there I can start accompanying some eggshell that’s probably the last thing that would ever break down not basically nothing except for a few eggshells

but you have to remember this was buried a good 12 months ago and it’s not surprising to me that you won’t discovery any real fragments of anything except for a few calcium segments of eggshell which are a lot harder to break down but it gets still utilized by flowers believe it or not and they only need a little bit micronutrients to boost their own immune system and change better yes we also compost kitchen scraps in the usual way in a compost pile ora tumbler but this reductions out the middleman and I calculate is a marvelous practice to do it number five is coffee and

tea debris both coffee and tea are good to use in a plot either dug in sprinkled around or implanted altogether into the garden bed most people know about the benefits of used coffee feet and whether “youre using” your or get them from a neighbourhood cafe it’s all good honestly we use chocolate pods and precisely can’t chuck them into the garden however we do use two tea leaves have about twice as much nitrogen phosphorus and potassium than coffee grinds all these elements are key fertilizer parts for bushes tea also contains calcium magnesium cast-iron and zinc which all are good for seeds and help them to absorb nutrients they’re for submerge coffee and tea

trashes in the garden is worth the effort but do go easy on the beverage in the garden-variety because a little bit is good but too much in one spot might up the asipi of the grime and if that happens that can make it difficult for bushes to actually assimilate the nutrients so it has the opposite effect so I would recommend if you are going to add coffee anchors and tea leaves into the garden spread them around a bit number 6 is garden squander the first instinct of most gardeners is to compost this down and that is a top route to recycle but light-green litter like this can also be hid directly

into the garden berthed old floras and even weeds that have not gone to seed can be dug into the ground as a light-green excrement to rich the clay I even go one further and very larger green litter such as adheres and logs to create Hugo culture style grew beds that help to retain moisture and create a healthy environment for beneficial animals microbes and fungu digging in certain floras can even help to eradicate pests for example excavating in agricultural crops of marigolds to further reduce nematodes in the grime list seven are lice yes I know that insects are technically service animals I could have clothed them in number one nonetheless when I applied these lice into the garden they’re alive so I think it’s different

I also wanted lice to be last-place to make this one particularly important point one of the main reasons I embed all this stuff in our menu garden-variety is to feed our lice I analyse our entire garden-variety like it’s one big worm farm and now I’m gonna leant these foals back in so I don’t stress them out too much how do I use these insects in the plot well whenever I find a worm outside of the garden such as digging around the property I’ll collect them and inter them into the veggie patch but I’ve also found another way to grow and lent snakes and that’s through inoculation I buy some worm eggs and seed them into a collection of dung for them to hatch out and have a worm party this does two things it breaks down and directs the manure over to become better plant food and then when

I go to use it in the garden it populates the bunks with extra lice now I’m not independent experts on insects thankfully and I do know that composting worms are often different to the insects that you get in the regular garden but there is a common belief out there that compost lice won’t survive into the regular garden-variety and that is simply wrong there are many different types of insects including different types of composting worms composting snakes will merrily live in the regular garden-variety as long as they have food and lay things in the garden

variety gives your snakes all the food they need for them to turn those pieces into better soil structure and nutrients for your seeds you don’t have to buy insects most of the time if you have a dung pile that’s open or a compost locality that’s open to the field you will attract snakes from around your belonging and they’ll multiply in those areas although if you do want to head start or if insects are scarce in your arena buying some lice or worm eggs and computing them to your compost compost pile

or garden bed could be worthwhile time remember to feed them one final point about embed things in the garden don’t overdo it don’t turn your plot berthed into a minefield of crumbling material because that won’t do your embeds better now as that cloth breaks down in mass generates gases and heat and that’s not helpful for your embeds swelling so hurl all your excess waste in here besides my top seven do you hide other things in the garden to reach your plants develop better if you do whack them down in the comments segment below so we can all read

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[kryptoniteismysupergirl]

i’d make a deal with god

here is the sequel to this. i like promised this a month ago, so happy christmas. sorry if it has any little mistakes, i finished this at 3 am.

4 years. It had been 4 years since Kara had died and left National City for London. She left behind her whole life, but she had to. If it meant Cat was once again safe from harm, safe from her, she would do it over and over again, just to protect her. Max had kept her updated on the Non problem in National City, but something wasn’t quite right. She had never really trusted Max, he helped her start again but she had a gut feeling that he was up to something.

Kara, jumped over the sofa to her phone and had in her hand ready to use when it rang.

“Kara?” Max’s voice crackled through the speaker. Kara was shocked, she was about to call him.

“What’s happened? Is it Non? What’s he done?” Kara frantically asked through the phone

“It’s not him. It’s Cat. She’s going to London. In fact she’s staying in her London apartment which is a block from your loft. Just stay clear of her and that building, okay?” Kara just sat there with her mouth gaped open and tears streaming down her face. “Kara? Kara!”

“Yeah, I’m here. T-thanks.” She said quickly slamming the red button several times and threw it across the room.

Kara had built a new life for herself in London, she had moved away from her friends, family, lover. All to start over as Marley. Kara Danvers was dead, along with Supergirl. This was her chance to get it right.

She still had her powers but kept them hidden. Only using them in the comfort of her own flat away from prying eyes. Sometimes she missed National City. All the people that were a light to her, all the people that praised her for she was. Being away from her home hurt a little less everyday but still hurt. All she wanted was to be back in Cat’s arms surrounded by the people that she loved, but that could never happen.

*

Meanwhile back in National City, Non was getting fed information about Kara’s new whereabouts from a supposedly unknown source, “I have information about Supergirl if you’re willing to listen,” A voice said through speakers to Non. “She goes by a different name. Marley. She lives in London, has done for the past 4 years. Kara still cares very deeply for her wife, so if you want to get to your niece, go after her. Cat is going to London on the 17th. Follow her. She will lead you straight to your precious Kara.“ The voice then cut off and Non yelled at his guards in kryptonian to go to London and search everywhere for the residence of Kara Danvers.

“Thank you, Maxwell Lord.” Non laughed as he walked off into the darkness to follow his guards.

Carter Danvers-Grant had packed the last off his boxes and looked around his room that had been his home and sanctuary for the past 18 years. He would miss it. He would miss not seeing his mother everyday and making dinner and watching films. He and his mother had grown closer since Kara. When he would catch her crying on her balcony over pictures, drinking scotch he would hug until she stopped. He had been her rock for the past 4 years and now he was leaving her alone. He couldn’t bare to but he had to. He got a scholarship from Harvard for astrophysics.

He heard a sharp in take of breath and he turned to see his mother with one hand in her hip and the other resting on her necklace. It had been the one Kara got her for her birthday, the last one before she disappeared.

“Oh. You’re all packed then.” Cat smiled as Carter nodded and sat down the bed.

“I’m going to miss you. It’ll be lonely without you here. The reason we did game nights was because of you. Now I don’t have a partner.” Cat laughed lightly and then wiped away a tear that rolled down her cheek. Carter stood up and pulled her into a hug.

“You’ll be alright mom. Alex will be here. The whole super-squad will be here. You have all of them. Just not me. Okay.”

"I love you.” Carter said as he kissed her forehead. “I don’t have to leave for another three hours. You want to go and see Ma?”

The cemetery was quite for a Saturday morning. The gargantuan statue of Supergirl stood centre behind rows upon rows of headstones, keeping watch. Protecting all the ones that were lost.

Wrapping her coat around her more and grasping her sons hand she walked up the stone steps in front of the bronze plaque that was Kara’s life.

Kara Zor-El Danvers-Grant Wife, mother, sister, friend, hero El marayah Love binds us all Unknown-2016

The crest of El was placed just below the plaque and Cat ran her fingers over the S. The statue of Supergirl in her signature pose towered over cat as she wiped away the gears that kept falling.

“God, I fucking miss you Kara.” Cat whispered.

Carter squeezed her hand tighter and pulled her into a hug. Cat could always remember the day Alex told them about Kara. She had woke up with a funny feeling in her stomach, somehow she knew what had happened

*

“It’s Kara. We found her phone.” Alex said as James, Winn, Eliza, and Cat gathered in the main control room at the DEO.  They had managed to find her phone but it was dead. There was nothing.


“So, what is it?” Cat said impatiently as she crossed her arms.

“As of 2:00 am this morning-“


“Don’t you dare say what I think you’re going to say.” Cat shouted. “Don’t you dare tell me she’s gone.” James wrapped his arms around Cat and calmed her while Alex continued.

“As of 2:00 am this morning, Supergirl, Kara Zor-el Danvers-Grant was confirmed KIA, killed in action. An explosion was traced to above the city. The bomb…the bomb contained kryptonite dust. The dust particles would be on everything so she wouldn’t have been able to return. Even if she could, it would remain in the air for 3 years.” Cat just shook her head as she was enveloped by various member of the DEO and Kara’s friends and family.

After being taken home by Alex, Cat slowly walked up to her apartment door. She waited outside, not wanting to enter and feel a rush of memories come back to her. 
 placed her keys in the bowl as she staggered through the door. She drew in a breath and walked to Carter’s room. He sat on the bed, clutching his present that Kara had left for his birthday. It was the blanket that Kal-el arrived in and a painting she done of him wearing her cape.

“Carter.” Cat said as she entered the teenage boys room. He looked up at her in one glance and he knew. He knew instantly. He burst into tears and Cat just held him tight. “It’s going to be okay. I need you now more then I ever have, okay Carter?” She felt the 15 year old nod his head and pulled him tight.

*

Cat had travelled to London coincidentally when the anniversary of Kar’s death appeared. She kept her self quite and dove into her work, not wanting to get distracted by the tears that would fall. She wasn’t quite sure what it was about London but she felt at home. Something was drawing her to stay, little did she know, she would soon find out what that source would be.

“Goodnight Miss Grant.” her assistant said as he placed the final layouts down on her desk before heading for the lift. Cat was left alone of the floor working on some emergency altercations for the edition of the magazine. Circling the errors that she spotted, she could hear footsteps walk across the bull pen an stop outside her office.

“Yes Andy, what did you forget?” She asked looking up. As she did her eyes caught the sleek black bodysuit of Non and dropped her pen.

“Hello Cat.” Non said as he enter her office. She took off her glasses and stood behind her desk.

“How did you find me Non?” Her voice wavering as she spoke.

“Our dear friend Maxwell Lord has been keeping an eye out.” He took a step closer to her and raised a hand running along her cheek. She pulled away and look disgusted at the man who had tried to kill her and her wife. “And I do believe that you can help me, so I’m going to take you somewhere, where you’ll useful.” He shouted in Kryptonian and three men dressed in black flew to her balcony. They grabbed Cat and flew her away from Catco.

Cat woke up, in an old scarp yard, tied to something. Her hands above her head were roughly tied with rope to a large overhead hook, connecting to a crane that she could see. Her feet were barely touching the roof of the rusty car that was used a platform.

“Supergirl! I know you can hear me! Come and rescue your wife before she ends up dead!” Non called out to the air, knowing Kara was nearby.

“She’s dead. Has been for the past 4 years. She’s not coming.” Cat practically sobbed with the tears running down her cheeks.

“Ah, but that’s where you’re wrong.” Non chuckled, climbing on top of the rusty car and wrapping a hand around her throat, just he saw a red streak fly across the moon.

Cat watched as Kara slammed down into the concrete. Her fist in the rubble. “Get your hands off her.” She said as she slowly raised her head and stared Non down. Cat’s eyes softened and then tears started to form again as she watched Kara stand. Her fists were clenched by her sides and her eyes was dark with anger.

“Ah, my dear niece. How nice of you to show up after 4 years in hiding.” He laughed, Kara walking closer to the rusty car.

“Who told you I was here? How did you find me!” Kara asked as Non stood on the roof staring down at her.

“Your dear friend Mr Lord I believe has been keeping me updated on all your where abouts.”

“This is isn’t about her. Just let her down and we can sort this out. Just you and me.”

Non raised his eyebrows and let go of Cat’s neck. He climbed down of the car and eyed Kara as she stood her ground. He started to run at her then he used his super speed and jumped on top of Kara, sending her skidding across the concrete of the scrap heap. She grabbed a car and threw it at him, but he immediately destroyed it with his heat vision. “Why are you doing this? Why after all this time do you still want to fight me.” Kara said as dodged the punches Non was suddenly throwing at her. She grabbed his fist and twisted back and landed an uppercut with her right fist, sending him flying into the skies above. She waited and then her eyes landed on Cat.

“Hey.” Kara said as she stood in front of Cat.

“That’s all you can say? ‘Hey’ after being gone for 4 fucking years. Kara Danvers you have no fucking idea how much pain you have caused me.” Kara walked up in front of her and then Cat stepped up and slapped Kara across the face. Even though the slap had no effect Kara, she still reacted to it. Turning her face back, Cat just threw her arms around her and pulled her into tightest hug she could.

“I’m so sorry. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have left you. I’m sorry.” She said and then placed a kiss on Cat’s head. “We need to get out of here before Non comes back.” Kara wrapped an arm around Cat and was about to fly off when Non touched back down. “Go.” she whispered to Cat.

“I am not leaving you again.”

“Cat, I’m serious go. Get out of here.” She practically screamed. Cat ran to cover and watched and Kara and Non had a final show down. Cat hid behind a pile of rusting cars and pulled out her phone. Kara couldn’t do this by herself. She needed help so she called the only person she trusted enough to give Kara that help.

“Alex?

“Cat? What’s wrong?

“It’s Kara. She’s alive. She is alive and fighting Non. I don’t know if she can do it though. She needs help.”

“Okay, I-I’ll send Clark and J’onn. I’ll track them using your phone.” Within minutes, Clark and J’onn touched down as Non had Kara in a vice like grip around her neck.

“Tell your parents I say hello.”

“Tell them yourself!” she shouted as she pushed Non off her and shot heat vision from her eyes. Screaming she took a step closer to him, trying to fight of the beams that were coming from him. With one final push forward she overpowered Non and sent him flying back, smoke coming from his eyes. It was over, she had defeated him. She breathed heavily and then fell to her knees. Her vision started to blur and her head was spinning, she collapsed into the dust and watched as Cat ran over and fell to her knees. She picked up Kara and cradled her in her arms. She stroked Kara’s head and rocked her back and forth.

“Don’t you dare do this to me. Don’t leave me when I’ve only just got you back.” Kara smiled and raised a hand to Cat’s cheek.

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”

“Clark’s here. In case you couldn’t do it, I called Alex and she sent them. She’s on her way Kara and when she gets here, we are going straight home.”

Kara smiled and closed her eyes as Cat held her tight.

National City - 09:02 am

Kara woke up under the sun lamps in a room she didn’t recognise. “Relax Supergirl. This is the new DEO HQ.” J’onn said as he leant on the wall opposite the bed. She groaned as she sat up. “There are a lot of people waiting to say hello.” He said as helped Kara off the bed and immediately into a hug. Kara pulled away from J’onn and limped into the lobby of the new DEO. Lucy, Vasquez and the other agents were all stood in saluting Kara as she entered. She smiled and got pulled into a group hug by all the agents. She pulled away and saw Alex looking at her in disbelief. Alex just broke down in tears and Kara wrapped her up in a crushing hug.

“I’m so sorry.” She whispered into Alex’s hair as she kissed her head. “I’m so sorry.” Alex pulled away and smiled.

“I, erm, I want to introduce you to someone. This is Maggie.” A dark haired woman stepped forward and took Kara’s hand. “My girlfriend.” Kara smiled and then pulled Maggie in for a hug. “Welcome to the family.” She said in Maggie’s ear.

“What about Max, has been taken care off?” Kara’s face sunk watching Alex.

“He’s going to go away for a very long time, the caught him for tax evasion.” Alex chuckled squeezing Maggie’s hand.

“I would really love to stay but I’m afraid my wife is expecting me back home so I really need to go. Alex, can you drive me home?” Her sister nodded and Kara limped through the main floor to the elevators. As soon as the doors shut, Kara turned to Maggie and started to shoot questions at her.

“So, how long have you two known each other? When did this happen and how serious is it?”

Maggie tried to stutter her words out but nothing came out. “Erm, 3 years, 2 years and 6 months ago and pretty serious. I mean we live together so.” Alex intertwined her fingers with Maggie’s and rested her head on her shoulder. They reached the lobby and Kara stopped at the doors.

“You ready to do this?” I mean we can use the back exit if you want.” Kara shock her head and stepped out of the doors into the bright light National City. Three guards had walked out with them and protected kara from all the people who tired to come up to her. All three of them jumped into the back of the black SUV waiting for her.

“What time is it?”

“09:18” maggie said checking her watch.

“Change of plan, head to my apartment let me get changed, we’re making a stop at Noonans and then to CatCo.”

“Yes, Supergirl.” The driver said as he turned the wheel to head to kara’s apartment.

Kara jumped out and headed up to her apartment. She hasn’t been to her old apartment since she and Cat had that massive argument while they were dating. It was over something stupid but Kara always regrets that day.

*

“You can’t just go in somewhere without back up Kara! Who knows what could have happened, you could have got injured and no one would have known!” Cat said as Kara was getting changed out of her supersuit. Kara pulled the hoodie over head and the headed to the kitchen as Cat kept following her about telling her how stupid she was.

“But I didn’t okay. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere, just because you’re worried I might leave you for someone younger doesn’t mean you can control me!” Cat’s eyes went wide and she placed a hand on her chest. Kara immediately regretted snapping. She knew that that was one Cat’s biggest fears, that Kara would realise that she could do so much better, then walk out and never return. Kara furrowed her brow and shook her head. “Cat.” Kara said softly as she edged forward towards Cat.

“Get out.” Cat practically whispered, giving Kara a very stoic look. Kara edged forward once again but Cat raised her voice. “Get the fuck out of my house.” Kara just hung her head low, nodded and used a burst of super speed to pack a small bag. She walked to door with the rucksack on her back, grabbing her leather jacket and helmet as she turned to the kitchen she saw Cat in the same position, hand on her chest, the other on her hip with her head hung low.

“I love you.” Kara said as she opened the door and stepped out. Closing the door behind her, she waited for a couple of seconds and used her x-ray vision to watch as Cat, slid down the cupboard and landed on the floor, sobbing.

Kara walked down to the underground parking garage and found her bike. Swinging one leg over the seat, and starting the engine, she watched as the family who lived opposite them returned. She often saw them in the mornings when she would go out for her run. Nodding her head and smiling, she started the engine. The small boy running behind them with a supergirl figure in his hand, made her smile. Pulling on her helmet she speed out of the garage and raced through the traffic to her apartment.

She staggered up the stairs and slumped against the door of her apartment. Thumping her fist against the wood, she fell to the floor. Alex found her an hour later as Kara’s neighbour called her after finding Kara in a heap outside of the apartment door. “Come on.” Alex said as she picked up Kara and opened the door. The apartment was basically empty after she had moved in the Cat.She moved a lot of her things over only leaving the major pieces of furniture. “Kara, I need you to co-operate. We can sort this out, i just need you to not act like someone kicked your dog and help me.”

“I don’t have a dog.” Kara said as she flopped down onto the sofa face first. “She told me to get out of her house. ‘Her house’ Alex. She called it her house. Not our house, her house. I’ve only lived there for 3 years and now suddenly it’s just her house.”

“What did you say to her?”

“What?” Kara grunted.

“What did you do?”

Kara then went on to explain about the fight with the alien and the argument they had at the apartment.

“I just exploded, I didn’t mean to.” Alex raised an eyebrow as she watched Kara sulk into a cushion from the sofa. That moment there was a soft knock at the door, Kara x-rayed it and saw Cat standing the other side of the white metal door. Alex got up from her seat and answered the door to the woman she hated right now.

“Can I speak to Kara?” Cat said as she stood in the doorway. Alex raised an eyebrow, and let Cat into the apartment. Kara was sat on the sofa with her head resting on her knees. Alex grabbed her jacket and left them in peace in the quite apartment.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to explode.”

“Kara, you had every right to explode. I’m the one who should be apologising. Will you forgive me.” Cat said as she placed her forehead against the blonde superhero’s and sighed. Kara unlatched her arms from around her knees and pulled Cat in for a hug.

“I love you.” Kara whispered into Cat’s hair.

*

After changing into something more “sunny Danvers” as Cat would say she ordered a very large bouquet of red roses to be delivered to Cat as she arrived. Alex dropped her off at the Catco building and then Kara walked through to the main lobby. This would be the first time James and Winn would see her in 4 years and she couldn’t wait. Walking over to elevators she pushed the button for the 40th floor and stepped into the metal box that take her to her love. Just as she exited she saw the bouquet of flowers being given to Cat’s new assistant.

“Miss Grant, these came for you.” She overheard Alexis say. “There’s no name only a card with the letters ‘KDG’ on it.” Kara stepped out of the elevators and into the crowded bullpen. Everything slowed down and the hushed whispers started to fill her ears.

“Kara?” She turned and saw James standing with Winn close by, both with softened expressions on their faces.

“Hey.” she said just before Winn threw his arms around her with James following shortly behind.

“We’ve missed you.” James said pulling away. Kara nodded and slowly walked into Cat’s office. She was facing the large wall of TV screens admiring the red roses that sat front and centre on her desk. She slowly walked behind her then wrapped her arms around her waist.

“Who has been sending my wife flowers? I thought you promised to keep your mistresses separate from our life.” She whispered as Cat leaned back into Kara’s embrace.

“When did you get here.” Cat said as she turned in her wife’s arms and placed a hand on her cheek. Cat had missed that smile and those eyes. She missed waking up to a sunny danvers smile and strong arms wrapped around her middle.

“Like two minutes ago. I had to say hello to the boys, but I wanted to say hello to my amazing wife.” Kara leaned down and placed a small but loving kiss on Cat’s lips.

“Mom?” Kara turned and saw Carter who was no longer a teenager but a young man. She smiled as he ran into her arms. “I’m so sorry. I should never have left. I should have found another way. I’m so sorry I left you. I’m so sor-“

“-Kara you say sorry one more time and you’re sleeping on the couch.” Cat laughed as Kara drew both of her favourite Grants into her arms. She was home, and she was never ever leaving again.

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Will of SEFG

Introduction

I thought this particular Friday would be any ordinary interview. Nothing too extravagant, your simple interview involving a male rapper who resides in the Philadelphia area. Since I have previously experienced interviewing musicians on my college radio show, I was ready for the basics. Our schedules continued to conflict, so when we got the chance to finally meet up the time was pushing 10pm. He came to my apartment, sat on my roommate’s bed while I saw on my mattress looking directly towards him. The room gave off dim lighting, like a cafe scene somewhere in downtown Philly. Comfortable. That’s the vibe I was pushing for. I’ve had the opportunity to work with Will SEFG in other inquiries not related to music. From clowning around at our campus job, to combining our crews for a good harmful turn up. Yes I knew Will, but I had no clue who Will SEFG was. One passing I’ve received links to music videos, and singles. I wasn’t clueless to his passion of music. This boy has great talent, there’s nothing denying that.

My goal is comprehend how his journey of music truly became his light into spreading positivity. Even though I knew this artist personally, I still had my doubts. Was this going to be a bull crap interview where he tells me the bare minimum essentials to get by. Would have to pull all the scraps together to conduct a well written dope master piece? Frankly, I was proven wrong. During this interview I gained a cutting-edge appreciation of the grind of an upcoming African American superstar.

Will SEFG had a calm approach to him. To give the interview a sense of dramatic effect, I played late 90s-early 2000s hip hop music in the background. I felt like it was only appropriate. Why not set the tone with a little legendary tunes from the late Notorious B.I.G.  One of the many Fathers of Hip Hop. Could I be sitting across from someone who has the potential to follow in the big footsteps?

Not wasting any time, I dove right into the interview. I asked Will to explain his upbringing in one single world? He chuckled and took a few seconds to put his history in a forceful response. “Challenging” I then followed up by saying if this word was meant to be taken in a negative or positive connotation. He replied, “Good thing because me having to face those challenges and dodging stuff that I shouldn’t be doing. Showed me how to stay out of trouble and keep my head on straight.” Born and raised in Chester, PA Will had many opportunities to turn off the right track in life.

Relationship With Family

Digging a little bit deeper into the subject, Will tells me he had a strong role model in his life, that many boys in his generation did not have. His father. Right away when he mentions his dad he could tell the close relationship that is there. “It was always love in my household and I think that helped me to get where I am today and where I’m trying to be.” Will can remember the times when his father would take him to basketball games and by him popcorn and other sweet snacks. His father use to talk him about girls, and even taught him how to tie his first tie as a young boy. “My father loved his sons. All three of us was his best friends. We hung out all the time with our Pops.” After Will said he started smiling and said there’s one event every year his father use to get them extremely excited for. “Every year for the NBA play-offs we knew it was about to go down in my household!” I can feel the energy Will gave off when describing the love he had for his father. Then suddenly when I asked how has his father supported his rapper dream, he quickly drew quiet and stared down at his hands. “Umm my father died from some rare form of cancer. We ain’t know he had it… it was too late when we found out.” When Will was a teenager in high school his father passed away.. Will said he didn’t remember much, and I could immediately tell it was a time in his life he didn’t want to continue to think about.. His mother was left alone to raise three maturing boys.  “My mother showed me that women are strong, like strong strong… stronger than men… at least I think so. She showed me no matter what you can probably always better your situation.”

Start of Music

I then begin to ask Will what kind of music was he introduced to as a child. What were some of the tracks he remembers his parents playing throughout the house, or in the car. He first starts out by saying “Wasn’t really a music heavy family.” but then decided to dig deeper into his memory giving me more of an answer “Good music was being played. Everything had substances. The Whispers, Temptations, Jill Scott, Erykah Badu.” When he told me the list of artist he grew up on, I took in the various talented people he named for me. All of them have a special place in African American soul music. Personally he said an artist who had a major impact on him while growing up is the living legend himself, Jay-Z. It became such an ironic moment because his 2000s music began to play as we continue our conversation. “One of my all-time favorite Jay-Z Records is ‘Feelin It’”. The record ��Feelin It’ is one of the tracks from Jay-Z’s Reasonable Doubt album that was released in 1996. “...When I made my first tape I listened to Reasonable doubt probably like 20 times… I listen to any album my Dad had in the crib… there was like 6 Jay-Z Albums. Blueprint 1,2,3, I had Kingdom Come, and Black Album.” Understanding the influence Jay-Z’s music had on Will’s musical exploration, I started to notice similarities. Will of SEFG is the type of rapper who enjoys a good time, yet knows how to tell a story and show vulnerability if needed.. Jay-Z had the same writing style, especially in his projects created at the beginning of his career.

The Come Up

Famous rappers are known to start rapping at a very young age. Usually dropping bars in school, for family members or even out on the corner in front of their local papi store. Will entered into the rap culture differently. So different that some might not take his hunger for the craft seriously. He started truly developing his craft last year. “When I released the last mixtape. 2016.”  In 2016 Will of SEFG released his first official EP Waves.Vibes.Tings with his friend Coast. 10 songs, arranged in a specific storytelling order. He mentioned this friend of his named, Coast. Was Will in a group like OutKast, or Kid N’ Play? When I questioned this he quickly set the record straight in a humorous matter.

Will is apart of a movement called “Strive Every Day For Greatness,” He then continues “It’s a group of young black men from the city of Chester.” The acronym was inspired by his father. Since that moment Will and his team has been rocking with it ever since.

Basically, Will and his friend Coast are apart of this movement that’s why they both have the titles of “Will of SEFG” and “Coast of SEFG”. They both decided to do a collaboration project where they both feature songs together, but still release individual singles on the same EP. Boom! Now it makes sense, no Beastie Boys effect, simply Will x Coast.

I can tell Will that nowadays the trend of millennials is to start a rap career. Especially in the Philadelphia area, there is a lot of copycats. Everyone wants to sound like the next big guy that’s popping from their city. What makes Will of SEFG unique? “I value music.” his simple response made me want more. But that’s all he could give me, that was his true answer.

While being a musician and a college student, I was curious to see how Will balanced the two. He tells me his major is Construction Management, and with his brother’s help he gets a lot of help with pushing his music career. By being his manager, Rob is always looking out and finding ways to enhance Will x Coast’s musical talents. Having a strong foundation is essential in getting your brand out there. Especially with social media becoming super essential in today’s society.

SEFG Clothing & Charity

Later, I found out that SEFG is not your average team, like Cash Money or G.O.O.D. Music. Yes, they make music for their generation to kick it too, but the also have a clothing line that expresses their brand as well. From hats to crewnecks the SEFG team does a dope job at creating trendy attire for men and women. I guess it wouldn’t hurt to listen to their music while wearing the “Spruce Green ‘striveGreatness” cap, right?

That’s not all! SEFG has multiple charity programs that gives back to the city where Will and his boys grew up. He says he remembers growing up and nobody doing anything like that for him and his homies. That’s why they now have bookbag drives, water ice giveaways and even Christmas toy drive for students who bring their report card in. His humbleness spoke volumes, it drew me closer to want to know about the cause.. How the children responded to their generous acts from men who look like them.

“The adults are very proud of what we are doing, and the kids just smile. They come from a city that is not too passionate so we don’t expect kids to say thank you.”

Future of SEFG

Will believes he has grown a lot from this time last year until now. He wants to continue to perfect his craft, one area at a time. In 10 years he sees himself, owning his own record label making SEFG way bigger than it is now. He also pictures himself owning his late father’s old carpentry business with his brothers. With having hopes of one day collaborating with Erykah Badu, or even Jill Scott. When Will, a 6’4 rapper, who doesn’t show that much soul tells me who his dream collaboration would be with, I couldn’t help but squint my eyes and tilt my head to the side.

“Why are they your dream collaboration?” I questioned, stunned by his answer.

“I want that old school vibe that people will enjoy.”