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celestiall0tus · 5 months ago

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Court of Miracles - Chapter 11 - Solstice of Change

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Luka stepped off the teleportation pad into the winter plaza. Snow fell from unseen clouds and didn’t dust the ground. Warmth surrounded him and the others that flooded the plaza for the event. Many of the families that arrived rushed straight to the main plaza where the families celebrate outside the manor the crown families dance and make merry within. His eyes scanned the crowd for the snakes, but they weren’t to be found. He turned around towards the enchanted winter forest to see the snakes that arrived head right for there.

Anarka tsked beside Luka. “Have they no shame? Their heir is right here, and they run off to find that beastly girl.”

Luka flinched. “R-right. Uh, Mom? I’m going to see Adrien. I think you’ve kept us apart long enough.”

Anarka scoffed but didn’t fight Luka.

Luka bowed his head and head off into the forest. He trotted down the perfectly carved paths Mylene made into Adrien’s little frozen glade. Luka’s eyes widened at the frozen willow trees and their ice crystal leaves. They glistened in the bright silver moonlight that added to their beauty. He admired the trees when he heard laughter echo from further in. He trudged through the powder snow to a large frozen lake where a woman identical to Adrien skated around with other peacocks and families.

Luka grinned. “Adrienne!”

Adrienne stopped and grinned. She broke from her skating posse and tackled Luka into the snow. “Oh, my handsome snake! I’ve missed you so much!”

“I’ve missed you too, my dazzling peacock. How’ve you been?”

“Ugh, dreadful! I couldn’t see you for more than a week because of that stubborn mule of a mother of yours. Honestly, what mother would keep her son from seeing his partner?”

“Apparently Anarka. I suppose it’s just… the snake way.”

“Well, she should get used to me by now. I am your mate, which makes that mule my mother-in-law, unfortunately. But enough about me for once. How are you? How is your injury?”

“Healing well. It’s just been boring since Anarka has kept me holed up in the snake district and away from the others considering Sass’s warning. It definitely would have been better with you there.”

Adrienne smirked and cuddled closer to Luka. “Perhaps we could skip out on that stupid ball. It is the same every year and I’m sure we won’t be missed. We usually aren’t.”

“It’s tempting, love, but I need to see Juleka. This is the first time for a lot of things, and I want the night to go well for her.”

“Well, I’ve not heard good things so far. I’ve had droves come over to my little glade from hers as they whine and complain about it being boring and not very festive. Those same people are saying you should have done the preparations instead of her.”

Luka grimaced. “How little they realize. Between you and Mylene, I don’t actually prepare anything.”

“Maybe, but at least we made it fun.”

“Have you seen what hers is?”

“Well, no, but I can only imagine with what a kill joy she is.”

Luka pursed his lips and furrowed his brow. “Let’s go look.”

“What? Why? Can’t we just cuddle?”

“Later. I have to see for myself.”

Adrienne groaned but followed Luka as they treaded from the glade, through the forest, and approached the snake glade. They shuddered as a cold breeze wrapped around them as they neared the barren trees. They looked into the glade to see several large bonfires around the outside with yule log piles near each fire. Many members of the snake family had already gathered around the fires and rested beside them as they basked in the warmth. In the center was a raised smooth stone platform dusted with uneven piles of snow. Juleka sat on the platform in naga form with a full body veil around her that he assumed kept her warm. Other snakes sat on and around the platform in a solemn moment before they retreated to the fires. As each went to the fires, they grabbed a yule log and tossed it in.

“Wow. I can see why so many are saying this is boring. Where’s the fun? Where’s the music? Where’s the everything? It’s all gloomy and depressing. Just like-.”

“Death,” Luka finished.

“Yeah, that. C’mon, let’s go back to my glade.”

“I’ll catch up with you. Let me just… pay my respects.”

Adrienne pursed her lips but didn’t stop Luka.

Luka stepped lightly through the hard, crunchy snow. He approached the platform and saw it was a dark stone, almost black with a snake scale texture. He tilted his head but knelt at the base and curled up on a corner of it. He let out a sigh as the quiet mixed with the occasional crack and pop of a bonfire and hushed buzz of the other snakes wrapped around him.

Luka relaxed as he let his mind wander as he enjoyed the moment of solace. Away from the main family, away from Anarka, in a safe haven away from it all. It felt right being in this space. It wasn’t fun and festive, but it was what he experienced in every winter in the mundane world. Cold, harsh, but quiet. It allowed for these moments of rest and thought.

Guilt gnawed at Luka at the missed opportunities. That Juleka’s powers never developed sooner. That they treated her the way they did. She didn’t deserve any of it. She was family and deserved so much better. Even now that her powers had emerged and she’s everything the Elders had longed for, there was so much push back that he didn’t understand.

Luka understood that Juleka’s pain and past had inflicted deep wounds on her. Her lashing out, her hurting him, everything was just her reacting to that pain they had caused. He wanted to make things right. He wanted to see her happy and where she always belonged. In the court, as the snake heir. It was her right by birth, yet they forced it on him still.

Luka couldn’t wrap his head around it. The Elders were desperate to have a return to form. To bring back power to the court. They needed the few Highborns in power to achieve that. They needed to make more Highborns to ensure their vision. Keeping him as heir harmed their goal. It hindered the snakes that loved Juleka. It robbed them of what they should be doing. It would return them to that they sought. They had to look no further for evidence than this right here.

This area, this glade, it was everything the winter solstice should be. Luka knew that. Winter was a time of quiet and reflection. It wasn’t meant to be thrilling or exciting. It was when everything returned to seed and rested in death before it could return. Everything here was what the celebration should be, but Juleka was still dismissed for this. They would rather he “prepare” a frivolous party with meaningless nothings than truly appreciate the season for what it was: death.

Luka looked up at Juleka with tear-filled eyes. She deserved so much more. He wanted to give her so much more. He just wanted to be happy. To see her smile like she did when they were kids. To welcome him again with open arms. To make up for all the wrong he ever did. He didn’t want her to hate him. He didn’t want her to curse his name. He just wanted to be a family again. He wanted his sister back, but he didn’t know how to get her back.

A gentle hand touched Luka’s shoulder. He jumped and looked over at Adrienne knelt beside him. She opened her mouth, looked at Juleka, then at Luka.

“It’s time. The Solstice Dance is about to begin.”

The platform shifted as Sass raised his head as a monstrous anaconda. Adrienne grimaced and hid behind Luka while Luka bowed his head to Sass. He glanced up as Juleka moved down towards the forest. He watched the shadow of her silhouette pass by, uncertain if she saw him there or if she cared. Sass transformed into his human form and followed Juleka out of the glade. The other snakes that were around the faux platform moved over to the bonfires.

“Luka, we don’t have to join them. Like I said, they won’t notice. I mean, Anarka might, but no one else will.”

“What about Juleka though?”

Adrienne opened her mouth, then shut it. “You really are worried about her, aren’t you?”

“Of course. She… I just… I… I don’t want her to be alone anymore.”

“Well, if we’re going to go, let’s go. We’ll keep an eye on her together.”

“Thank you, Adrienne. Truly.”

“Yeah, well, it’s important to you, so it’s important to me.”

Luka smiled and kissed Adrienne. “I love you.”

“I love you too. Forever?”

“And for always.”

Juleka hid in a dark room while she listened to the clamor of partygoers rush into the ballroom. Her nerves ate away at her with each long minute that passed. Sass materialized beside her in his kwami form.

“You know, hiding in a closet isn’t going to make this any easier.”

“Would you just hush? I’m just… I’m just trying to psyche myself up.”

“What has you anxious?”

“The whole ass party. I know we talked about this, rehearsed, covered my remaining powers, the whole everything, but I’m just nervous.”

“Look, best advice I can give you is let’s get this over with. I don’t want to be around these people any longer than necessary.”

“Fine, but I’m keeping the veil on.”

“Oh, come on! We spent hours on your dress, makeup, everything.”

“I know, but what if they gawk at me? What if they trash my outfit? What if they think it’s too immodest? Not that I care, but I mean, I don’t want all to think that.”

“Mylene?”

Juleka blushed and looked away.

“Juleka, you’re talking about the heir to the kwami that doesn’t believe in such coverings, and I have to fight with her to show some semblance of decency despite her very nature. I don’t think Mylene will care.”

“Fine. How about… how about I enter the ballroom all mysterious and you take the veil off? Sound good?”

“Fine. Let’s get going. I don’t want to be here any longer than I have to be, and I know you don’t either.”

Juleka nodded and took several deep breaths. She squirmed her way out of the closet into the hallway. She took slow steps the closer she got to the ballroom. She peered into the massive room and the horde of partygoers.

“I don’t think I can do this,” Juleka muttered.

Sass transformed and took his human form. “You can. I’ll be there with you. Let’s do this together.”

Sass offered his arm to Juleka who took it. She took a deep breath as he led her into the room. She kept her eyes forward as heads turned towards her. The crowd parted as the other heirs stepped forward. She grimaced as Sass stopped and tugged at her veil. She gulped hard as she looked at their fluffy, bright, and festive clothes. Marc made his way through and stepped out front.

“Juleka! I’m glad to see you join us. Families, members of the court, I’m-!” Marc started.

“I present the first Highborn snake since the time of plague and pestilence. The first shifter the court has seen in millennia. My preferred heir, Juleka Couffaine!” Sass announced.

Sass tore off the veil that shrouded Juleka. Silence gripped them like death as they gawked at Juleka. She wore a ragged black dress with the back torn down to her hip, the skirt in tatters with a rip clear up the front to just below her hip, and ombre stockings and gloves that petered out around her shoulders and thighs that made her look diseased. The turquoise of her hair was gone, and her pitch-black hair draped around her like a heavy veil. The top half of her face was covered with a dull iron snake skull mask and her eyes hidden behind black fabric in the mask.

Juleka took a sharp breath and held her head high. The other heirs and the crowd buzzed while Marc paled, and Felix glared at her. She took a gingerly step on her tiptoes as she exaggerated her movement to mirror her moving as a naga, putting more sway into it. She felt Sass close to her as they took a place on the dance floor. Sass offered his hand. She took a deep breath and took it. The floor cleared, music started again, and the lights dimmed.

Juleka and Sass nodded as they danced to the slow, somber tune. Darkness was cast upon the crowd while the only light was on the empty dance floor. The light lost its warmth and turned a cold blue like death. She shivered as cold filled the area that was chased away by the magic of her clothes. She tried to focus on Sass but couldn’t ignore the soft whispers through the darkness.

Juleka had heard them since the festivities started. Nearly everyone that entered her glade left as soon as they saw the true nature of winter. They made their disgust known, berated her, jabbed that Luka should have been the planner, and more. The only people that didn’t turn away from the truth were the snakes, the ones like her. Even Luka didn’t turn away but embraced the season.

The music hastened to a harsh, guttural, and haunting melody. Juleka closed her eyes as she trusted Sass to this part of the dance as they had practiced. Their movements became swift and deadly as they glided around the floor. The whispers faded as she fell to her thoughts.

The snakes didn’t judge Juleka. She watched as they were confused but embraced it. They needed no instruction and knew what to do. She had watched as each one came, expected them to leave without all the fun party festivities, but they stayed. They partook in her solace and reflection before they joined others at the yule bonfires. Amongst all the surprise was when Luka joined the solace.

Juleka had watched him like a hawk. She didn’t trust his intention and waited for him to belittle and berate her, but it never came. She watched him take part in the quiet. She watched him reflect. When she saw the sorrow and despair in his tear-filled eyes when he looked at her, she was confused. He never looked at her like that before. She wanted to believe it was a trick, but it felt too honest, too sincere to be a trick.

The music entered their crescendo as Sass took over the dance. Juleka allowed her body to go completely limp to imitate a dead body. She reveled in the ghastly whispers of the court as they bore witness to their macabre dance. They shared in the same remarks she had heard all evening, but it felt different here. This time, it was her that was ruining their mood. It was her that was reminding them what the season truly is. And she wouldn’t let them forget it.

Sass and Juleka’s dance came to an end as Sass dipped Juleka and let her fall. The crowd all gasped when Sass caught her arm when she was not an inch from the ground. He lowered her to the floor and placed her hands on her stomach. He took her veil and covered her body, then picked her up. He headed for the exit when Marc called out.

“Where are you going? The party has just started.”

Sass stopped. “We won’t take part in this frivolous revelry anymore. You all should be ashamed you even allow this to continue.”

“I don’t understand. It has always been this way, Sass.”

Sass opened his mouth when Juleka rose up. She tore off her veil, jumped out of his arms, and faced the crowd.

“You have forgotten your ways long ago. You ignore the truths to indulge in frivolous nonsense. Do any of you have any idea what winter really means?” Juleka challenged.

“It’s a season of celebration, when we release unwanted habits, prepare for new beginnings, and usher in special energies, positive and negative.”

“And that is where you are wrong. Every single one of you. Winter is time of quiet, reflection, and rest. It is the season where all returns to seed and the world is covered in a blanket of death. And once the death has passed, life finds its way back in the spring. Instead, you squander the season and what it offers on these parties. It’s no wonder the court has fallen so low. It’s no wonder you’ll never see another Highborn or shifter like me!”

Juleka’s breath caught when she realized the words that escaped her. The entire audience gasped and was in a fit over her words. She opened her mouth but stopped herself. She turned and headed to the exit. She stopped at the door and looked back at everyone.

“Enjoy your little party… and your own slow death!”

Juleka stormed out while the ballroom behind her was in an uproar. She ignored them as she left the mansion and stepped out into the main square. The other families stopped and gawked at her. The other snakes perked up and rushed up to her.

“My Lady, what brings you out here?” a young woman asked.

“I’m returning to my solace. You are all free to join me, if you wish to indulge in what this season offers. If you’d rather squander it, then stay out of my glade.”

Juleka continued through the plaza to the forest. She glanced behind her to see the snakes followed her, but no others. She breathed a small sigh of relief. She didn’t want the other families to join her. She just wanted those like her.

Juleka’s step faltered before she corrected her stride. The thought surprised her. Her as one of these snakes? She had spent the past couple of weeks refuting and denying them, but here she embraced them. She saw how much like them she was. Or rather, how much like her they were. A smile tugged at her lips at that thought.

Juleka held her head higher than before as she led her family to her solace.

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sicknessbysalem · 10 months ago

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Novemetober (Rescheduled) | Day Seventeen

@monthofsick

swear my writing is just getting worse. but i really wanted to write this fic even though the inspo was low. i also wanted to introduce some more characters surrounding novak and crew.

tw for emeto, fever, lying about sickness, mention of chronic condition (lyme disease)

Yuliya loved skating practices. She absolutely loved every minute she was on the ice. She always had.

But today, she really wasn't feeling it. Something felt off. She wasn't sure what it was.

That morning, as Novak was getting Elya ready for school, she did everything she could to dodge breakfast with Novak. But, she could hardly say no to him when he set the food in front of her. He cooked it, she could see her avoidance made him worried. So, she ate. But the food had long settled like stone in her stomach.

Yuliya laced up her figure skates, her fingers trembling slightly as she tightened the knots. The ice rink was her sanctuary, a place where she could lose herself in the graceful movements and precise spins. But today, a faint unease gnawed at her stomach, threatening to disrupt her focus.

Luka noticed her hesitation. With a concerned furrow in his brow, he approached her.

"Yuliya, are you feeling alright?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern.

Yuliya forced a smile, attempting to brush off her discomfort. "I'm fine, Luka. Come on, let's get on with practice."

Practice was harder than Yuliya wanted to admit. Her stroking felt laborous. Her spiral work made her feel like she was going to faceplant on the ice. The spins stuck in her head, she was oddly dizzy. And jumps... god, the jumps made her stomach shoot into her throat, forcing her to swallow back acid.

Yuliya landed, wincing softly. One hand rested on her stomach. Another soft whine came out of her throat. She looked at the clock. It was only ten, she was here until noon. Supposed to be, anyway.

She took a deep breath.

"Do you need to stop?" Luka asked her.

Yuliya shook her head. "No, I'm fine."

Luka shrugged it off. He wouldn't push Yuliya one way or another.

But, when Yuliya can barely complete her jump cycle, it's Zalatoi who stops her.

As she landed, she impulsively lifted her hand, close to her mouth. The other hand was back on her stomach.

"Yeah, okay," Zalatoi told her, "I know that look. Luka knows that look from me. You look like you're going to vomit."

Yuliya swallowed, "I'm fine, dammit."

"Yuliya," Zalatoi said, "Maybe you can lie to Luka. You can't lie to me. I can read through that, lyme disease made me extra good at reading people who bullshit their way into convincing others that they're fine."

"Hey, I will be fine," Yuliya said, "I just need to go again."

"Practice is over," Zalatoi told her. Yuliya was kind of embarassed, being lectured by an eighteen year old as a twenty-four year old.

"Practice is over at noon," Yuliya said.

"Practice is over now," Zalatoi said. "Either you tell the truth, or I lie."

"You wouldn't," Yuliya said.

"Are you going to tell Luka you're sick?" Zalatoi said.

Yuliya shook her head, "I'm not sick."

"Okay," Zalatoi said, turning and stroking back to the barrier, stepping off the ice.

"Hey, Luka," Yuliya heard him say, she turned her head to see Zalatoi now sitting on a bench, taking off his skates. She turned away. Instead, she tried to go back to her jumps practice, despite how badly it made her stomach revolt.

This time, when she lands, she's almost dead certain she's going to vomit. She knows, at the very least, that if she tried to continue she would undoubtedly be sick.

"Hey, Yules," Luka said, "Come here."

Yuliya skated to the barrier, a protective hand on her stomach, "Yeah, what's up?"

"Zalatoi's not feeling good," Luka said, "Might be a lyme disease thing? Regardless, do you care if we cut this practice short?"

Zalatoi is sitting on the bench behind Luka. Yuliya glared at him, but he just shrugged.

"No," Yuliya shook her head, "That's fine. Feel better Zalatoi."

Yuliya got off the ice herself. By time she got in her car, she had a text from Zalatoi.

Told you so.

Yuliya sighed. At least she could go home and rest for a little bit before Novak got back from practice. Maybe then she would feel a little better.

Sunlight was pouring in the living room as Novak came home from practice. He took his shoes off at the door. In a few hours, he would have to pick up Elya from school. But for now, he could come home and take a breather. Practice was oddly stressful, the team gearing up for the weekend game. Novak would never admit itm but the linebacker was nervous. He was always nervous about games.

Novak entered the living room, his footsteps barely making a sound as he tiptoed across the room. He had returned earlier than expected from his football team's practice, eager to surprise Yuliya with his presence. But as he approached her sleeping form, a wave of concern washed over him.

Leaning down, Novak gently brushed a stray lock of hair from Yuliya's forehead, his touch light and tender. He intended to give her a gentle kiss to let her know he was home, but as he drew closer, he felt an unexpected warmth radiating from her skin.

Frowning, Novak placed a hand on Yuliya's forehead, his heart skipping a beat at the heat he detected beneath his touch. This wasn't like her; Yuliya rarely fell ill. In fact, they'd been dating for three months and she had seen Novak sick at least twice, and saw Elya sick once. But Yuliya herself had never gotten sick, at least as far as Novak knew.

"Yuliya?" Novak called softly, his voice tinged with worry as he shook her gently. "Wake up, love."

Yuliya stirred from her slumber, her eyelids fluttering open to reveal tired, glassy eyes. She blinked slowly, trying to focus on Novak's concerned face hovering above her.

"Novak?" she murmured, her voice weak and hoarse. "What time is it? I didn't realize I fell asleep..."

Novak rested his hand on the side of her head, kissing her forehead, "Yules, you're burning up, do you feel okay?"

Yuliya attempted to sit up, but a sudden wave of nausea washed over her, causing her to clutch her stomach in discomfort.

"Yules?" Novak called her name.

Yuliya shook her head, she held up a hand. Silently asking for a minute.

Concern etched deep lines into Novak's brow as he helped Yuliya into a sitting position, his worry for her well-being growing with each passing moment. He had never seen her like this before, and the sight of her suffering filled him with a sense of helplessness he couldn't bear. He hated seeing her sick, even if it was the first time.

He sat beside her, holding her from the side.

"You'll get sick," Yuliya mumbled, her voice strained.

Novak rubbed her arm, "I don't care babe. What's wrong?"

"Just... feel... sick to my stomach," Yuliya moaned.

Novak held her from the side, "Do you want anything?"

"No, please," Yuliya said, sounding on a fine line of whether or not she would actually throw up.

Novak just held her close to him, rubbing her arm. A few moments passed, nothing happened. He hoped, maybe, that was a good sign.

Until he heard a gurgling sound beside him. Until he felt Yuliya's body jolt, a sound like a suppressed gag came from Yuliya's throat.

"Let's get you to the bathroom babe," Novak said softly.

Yuliya nodded, but she seemed frozen. Another gag behind closed lips, her cheeks puffed out, Novak heard her swallow hard. Impulsively, he reached over and covered her mouth with his hand, helping her stand.

"I got you, come on..." Novak said, leading her to the bathroom. He kept a careful hand cupped over her mouth, as if it would be reassuring enough to get her to move.

As they reached the doorway of the bathroom, Novak braced himself for what he knew was coming. Yuliya's stomach churned ominously, a cruel reminder of the relentless nausea that had consumed her entire being. And then, without warning, it happened.

Novak felt the warm, viscous liquid seep through his fingers, a sickening sensation that sent a shiver down his spine momentarily. But he didn't flinch, didn't falter in his resolve to comfort Yuliya in her moment of weakness.

Novak's heart clenched in sympathy as he felt the warmth spreading across his hand, the unmistakable sensation of Yuliya's illness overwhelming her. Without hesitation, he guided her into the bathroom, his grip firm and steady as he supported her trembling frame.

"It's okay, Yuliya. Just breathe," Novak murmured soothingly, his voice a steady anchor amidst the storm raging within her. He could feel her body convulsing with each retch, her distress entirely evident in the tense lines of her muscles.

"I'm sorry," Yuliya said through another heave as Novak rinsed off his hand.

Novak knelt beside Yuliya. He wouldn't say anything about it. He didn't mind. After all, he was a father. He'd been through worse.

Yuliya's stomach was writhing. Every breath was painful. She heaved, hard, into the toilet. A thick wave of sludge splattered in the toilet. She felt so sick. And nothing was helping.

"It's okay, love," Novak murmured soothingly, his voice a steady anchor in the midst of the storm raging within Yuliya's body. "Let it out, I'm right here."

Yuliya doubled over, retching violently as her stomach rebelled against her, each heave bringing forth a wave of bile and misery. Tears streamed down her cheeks, mingling with the sweat on her brow as she struggled to find relief from the relentless torment. Her stomach seized. Every time her stomach seized, another wave of vomit came up.

Novak cotninued rubbing her back, holding her hair back. He wasn't sure what would help her, what didn't help her. He wasn't sure. This was new territory for him, but he was willing to do whatever he could to help her.

Novak's heart ached as he watched Yuliya suffer, her body wracked with spasms of agony as her stomach waged war against her. He felt utterly helpless, a bystander in the face of her relentless torment, but he refused to let despair consume him.

"It's okay, Yuliya," Novak repeated softly, his voice a steady reassurance amidst the chaos. "Better out than in, right?"

Yuliya nodded weakly, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as she fought to regain control over her rebellious body. Each heave brought forth another torrent of vile liquid, the sound echoing in the small confines of the bathroom like a cruel symphony of suffering.

Novak continued to rub her back in soothing circles, his touch a gentle caress against her clammy skin. He held her hair back with tender care, offering whatever semblance of comfort he could muster in the face of her overwhelming distress.

Minutes stretched into eternity as Yuliya battled against the relentless onslaught of nausea, her strength waning with each passing moment.

The vomiting continued for a solid half hour, if not more. At one point, Novak texted his mom, telling her shortly that Yuliya was sick. He heard his phone ping, telling him his mom probably responded, telling him she would handle Elya.

Novak kept her hair back, rubbed her back. He just wanted to be there for her in the way she was there for him.

Finally, though, the vomiting subsided. Yuliya was left panting, shaking. Novak was holding her and she all but collapsed back into his arms.

“You did so well my love,” Novak tried to reassure her, kissing her forehead.

“I’m sorry,” Yuliya said, grabbing some toilet paper and wiping her mouth before flushing the toilet, “I didn’t mean to throw up on you.”

“It was just my hand,” Novak shrugged, “Besides, I’m a dad. Nothing phases me.”

Yuliya chuckled softly, “I’m still sorry.”

“No, it’s okay,” Novak said, rubbing her arm, “Do you want to get in bed?”

“I don’t have the energy to move…” Yuliya admitted.

“That’s fine,” Novak said, carefully adjusting his grip and picking her up with an ease that started her, “Come on ice princess, let’s get you in bed.”

#emeto #sickfic #emeto fic #emeto cw #emeto tw #fever cw #fever tw #emetophilia #novemetober 2023 #novemetober rescheduled

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the-elias-bouchard · 11 months ago

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You left your toothbrush here last night. - P. Lukas

P.S. chef wants to know if you took the reminder of the Yule log cake they made.

It's not like you would have eaten it.

#ask elias #tma #the magnus archives #statements #peter lukas

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mrsarnasdelicious · 11 months ago

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A Very Fedaravicius Christmas - Day 25

Canon Lukas

"I don't want to meet your mother. I want to fuck you in the snow." Lukas says sharply. "But it is Christmas. You can meet my mother for dinner and fuck me in the snow when we are home again." You argue. "I don't really care for Christmas baby, I would prefer to celebrate Yule in a more Pagan way, too. But this is what my family likes and I love my family. They want to meet my boyfriend." "I am not your boyfriend, we just fuck." Lukas scoffs. "No, you are definitely my boyfriend." You disagree. Lukas sneers at you.

He shoves you against the nearest wall.

"A boyfriend would not tell you you are not seeing your mother today. A boyfriend would say 'yes baby' and eat your pussy afterwards. I am not your boyfriend. I am not meeting your mother." He snarls. You cup his cheek. "Don't be difficult. I'll suck your cock about it, okay?" You cooe. Lukas heaves a deep sigh. "Baby..." You press him for it.

He backs off slightly, pushing you to your knees.

"Go ahead, suck my cock about it. See if it changes my mind." He unzips his fly and pulls his flaccid cock from his boxers. You waste no time in getting his cock in your mouth. Lukas groans and tangles his fingers into your hair. "Fuck, you are so good." He growls. He swiftly hardens and you lap the precum from his slit. "Fuck yeah." He groans. "This is a much better way to spend Christmas, don't think. On your knees, worshipping my cock." He smirks down on you. "It is here you will stay, Merry Fucking Christmas, baby."

#Lukas Nowak #Lukas Nowak x Reader #arnas fedaravicius #shetlands (bbc)#smut under the cut

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lacecap · 2 years ago

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personal top vocaloid songs 2022 WAHOO all songs (and more) can be found on my playlist on youtube ^_^

the only songs that are truly ordered by how much i like them are the ones towards the top (around the top 10ish); the rest of them are listed arbitrarily. letter to the black world is hands the best song from this year in my opinion!

letter to the black world by frog96 ft. teto (eng sub | original)

heat abnormal by iyowa ft. adachi rei (original | there is no subbed video but i am Begging you to read the eng trans in time with the song)

lost delusion by frog96 ft. teto

twitterland by steaka ft. miku

sakura no ko by kanzaki iori ft. kafu & sekai (the album original from bukiyou na otoko is also really good :D)

fill me by frog96 ft. kafu

puparium by teikuru ft. miku (teikurus songs... were all taken down/privated this year for reasons i dont know. Its a shame bc i really really love this song. there's still a 2 minute preview of it on their twt but thats all i've been able to find)

the journey of 3 basic needs by picdo ft. adachi rei (eng sub | original)

henshin by jin ft. miku (a vocaloid original from jin in 2022!!)

pip puppet by r-906 ft. miku

nekommunication by daniwell ft. rin

doping dance by steaka ft. miku

iinetteYEAH! by wanopo ft. rin & len

take you to an alien by iyowa ft. sekai

parasite by deco ft. miku (i'm allotting myself a strict quota of One deco song per year to add to these things)

read more has honorable mentions, a small producer corner, and my proseka quarantine (thumbs up)

honorable mentions

okusuri nonde neyo by mochiutsune ft. miku (eng sub | original)

reincarnation apple by pinocchio ft. miku

miseen by balloon & nuyuri ft. flower & kaai yuki

elephant in the room by a4 ft. kafu

paper marbling by namigroove ft. sekai & kafu

hypnotizer by mikomiko ft. una (a tagalog original ^_^)

temple of tempest by world elec. ft. zundamon, nakumo, and merrow

mr. zombie's halloween days by myuu ft. miku

scorpion girl by steaka ft. miku

manimani by r-906 ft. miku

angel wings by a4 ft. kafu & gekiyaku

変身の技法 by se ft. miku

quixote by ahub ft. kafu

hottoite by nanahoshi ft. gumi

春を発つ by kanzaki iori ft. kafu

small producer corner

mistake by EO ft. rin (i really like this one ^_^)

nemuku wa nai kedo onemu mitai by ckwa ft. miku (this song is really cute :"])

愛が迷子 by inu_san ft. miku

へるmp by iri yule ft. kaai yuki

violet by valendar ft. tsuina chan & eleanor forte

tenshi mitai ni by ueil ft. miku

walkie talkie by daraku ft. flower

garou by L!QR ft. flower

海遊路 by zokepo ft. kafu

deepspace by amitai ft. xingchen infinity

project sekai quarantine

moonlight by harumaki gohan & tatsuya kitani ft. rin & miku (hands down my favorite proseka original from this year)

niccori^^ survey team theme by wanopo ft. rin & len

blue paint by kujira ft. miku, luka, & meiko

88☆彡 by marasy & kemu ft. miku & kaito

tera tera by kurage-p ft. una

#vocaloid #long post

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loominggaia · 2 years ago

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Let’s say Christmas exist in Looming Gaia. How would the crew celebrate the holiday season?

That's a fun question! At least here in the US, Christmas is treated like a secular holiday by a lot of people, so even people who aren't Christian tend to celebrate it. I could see the FGG getting in on this.

As a worldly man of adventure, Evan is fascinated by the concept and wants to do all the Christmas Things(tm). He chops down a tree to decorate, which disgusts Glenvar, who believes this tradition is disrespectful to nature. Instead, Glenvar celebrates by slaughtering a deer and decorating a live tree in the forest with its intestines to honor his gods.

Everyone else decorates Evan's tree together, using ornaments made out of shells, bones, feathers, pinecones, and other random crap they found around the village.

Evan realizes they need a feast. Glenvar is the only one who can cook and he's busy dicking around in the forest, so they bullshit their way through a "traditional" Christmas dinner. Ham? They got moose. Fruitcake? They got appelchek. Eggnog? They got Matuzan palm wine. Close enough!

Evan reads about the legend of Santa Claus. He figures Balthazaar is fat, jolly, and beardly enough, so he asks him to play the part. Balthazaar puts on a Santa costume. Skel dresses like a Christmas elf and joins him in his "sleigh" which is just a decorated cart being pulled by Javaan. Javaan has antlers strapped to his head like a reindeer.

The village children have no idea what's going on, but they're delighted anyway as Balthazaar rides through town and tosses candy canes to them. His sleigh is full of gifts that his crew stashed beforehand, and he and Skel pass them out to everyone. Itchy tries to rob the sleigh at some point and just gets run over. No one notices.

Alaine entertains the crew with carols she wrote. Javaan stands under the mistletoe all night, smooching everyone who walks through the doorway. Linde finds an excuse to wear her ugliest sweater. Lukas makes paper snowflakes and hangs them everywhere. Jeimos rigs up electric Christmas lights. Zeffer builds a gingerbread house. Isaac eats the gingerbread house. Elska burns the Yule Log.

Mr. Ocean has been trapped under ice in Drifter's Lake this entire time.

Questions/Comments?

Lore Masterpost

#ask #askfunny #askholiday #askliterature

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Somo: MAJIRA NA NYAKATI ZIMEBEBA MAISHA YAKO. (Part 15: MAAMUZI YA MWANA...

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Somo: MAJIRA NA NYAKATI ZIMEBEBA MAISHA YAKO

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Sehemu 15:

‭""Kwa KILA JAMBO kuna MAJIRA yake, Na WAKATI kwa KILA KUSUDI chini ya mbingu""

.....Mhubiri 3:1.....

6. AINA 2 ZA MAJIRA NA NYAKATI KATIKA MAISHA YAKO.

6. 1. MAJIRA NA NYAKATI YA MWANADAMU.

Haya ni majira na nyakati zinazopangwa na Mwanadamu kwa utashi, uwezo, Ugunduzi na mamlaka aliyopewa na MUNGU. Ni uwezo wa kutambua majira na nyakati na namna ya kuenenda kwa nyakati zenyewe ili kuendesha maisha yake ya kila siku na maisha ya mwingine pia.

Mwanadamu huyu katika majira yake na nyakati zake za kibinadamu anaweza kupanga aishije (vibaya au vyema). Kutokana na anavyopanga kuishi anaweza kusaidia mapenzi ya MUNGU kutumia au akakwamisha mapenzi (makusudi) ya MUNGU yasitimie kwa muda sahihi.

Tujifunze jambo kwa Bikira Maria na Nabii Eliya.

(i). BIKIRA MARIA.

.....‭ Malaika akaingia nyumbani kwa Bikira Mariamu akasema, "Salamu, uliyepewa neema, BWANA yu pamoja nawe". "Usiogope, Mariamu, kwa maana umepata neema kwa MUNGU". "Tazama, utachukua mimba na kuzaa mtoto mwanamume; na jina lake utamwita YESU".

Mariamu akamuuliza malaika, "Litakuwaje neno hili, maana sijui mume?"

Malaika akajibu akamwambia, "ROHO MTAKATIFU atakujilia juu yako, na nguvu zake Aliye juu zitakufunika kama kivuli; kwa sababu hiyo hicho kitakachozaliwa kitaitwa KITAKATIFU, Mwana wa MUNGU". kwa kuwa hakuna neno lisilowezekana kwa MUNGU".

Mariamu akasema, "Tazama, mimi ni mjakazi wa BWANA; na iwe kwangu kama ulivyosema". Kisha malaika akaondoka akaenda zake.

.....Luka 1:28 - 38......

Hapo unaona Mariamu alikuwa tayari ameposwa, kwa lugha nyingine alikuwa na MIPANGO au makusudi yake kimaisha ataishije, na inaonekana yupo kwenye maandalizi ya kuolewa akiwa amejitunza (tofauti na mabinti wa sasa wanaishi na wanaume kabla ya ndoa takatifu). Lakini katikati ya maandalizi MUNGU anampa majira na nyakati zake Kwanini Mariamu alimuumba. Ashukuriwe MUNGU Mariamu alikubali.

Bikira Maria alikuwa na uwezo wa kukataa ndio maana MUNGU hakumvamia Mariamu alafu ajikute ana mimba, alielezwa na Mariamu akakubali kutekeleza majira na nyakati za MUNGU.

(ii). NABII ELIYA.

.....Yezebeli akampelekea Eliya mjumbe, kusema, "Miungu wanifanyie hivyo na kuzidi, nisipokufanya roho yako kesho, panapo wakati huu, kama roho ya mmojawapo wa hao (Manabii).

Eliya akakimbia, akaendelea katika jangwa mwendo wa siku moja, akaenda akaketi chini ya mretemu. AKAJIOMBEA ROHO YAKE AFE, akasema, Yatosha; sasa, Ee BWANA, uiondoe roho yangu; kwa kuwa mimi si mwema kuliko baba zangu"

BWANA akamwambia, Enenda, urudi njia ya jangwa la Dameski; UKIFIKA , MTIE MAFUTA ELISHA mwana wa Shafati wa Abel-Mehola mtie AWE NABII MAHALI PAKO.

.....1Wafalme 19:2 - 16....

Eliya pamoja na utumishi uliotukuka alioufanya makusudi ya MUNGU hayakutimia kupitia yeye, alikwamisha Majira na nyakati za MUNGU kwa hofu ya kumwogopa Yezebel.

Je wewe unaruhusu mapenzi ya MUNGU yatendeke au wewe ni chanzo cha kukwamisha makusudi ya MUNGU yasifanyike kwa muda sahihi?.

ZINGATIO.

Mwanadamu anapotumia vibaya majira na nyakati zake, anakwamisha kusudi la MUNGU lisitimie kwa wakati. Pili anakuwa chanzo cha kuleta au kusababisha majira na nyakati za taabu na mateso kwa wengine au hata kwake mwenyewe.

Mfano.

BWANA YESU anasema

....."MSIWAOGOPE WAUUAO MWILI, WASIWEZE KUIUA na ROHO; afadhali mwogopeni yule awezaye kuangamiza mwili na roho pia katika jehanum".

......Mathayo 10:28.....

Kwa lugha hiyo sio kila kifo ni mpango wa MUNGU, ila kuna vifo vingine ni MIPANGO ya wanadamu. Maana anasema Usiogope mtu anayeua mwili, mwenye uwezo wa kuua Roho ni MUNGU pekee, lakini tukubaliane watu au mtu ana uwezo wa kukutenganisha mwili wako na Roho yako yaani kwa kukuua kabisa kimwili.

Hivyo mwanadamu ana uwezo wa kuharibu majira na nyakati zake mwenyewe (kwa kujiua /madawa ya kulevya na Ulevi /Uzinzi /ushoga, nk) au kuharibu majira na nyakati za mtu mwingine (kwa kumwaribia maisha /kusingizia /Ubakaji /ulawiti /kulipiza visasi /Chuki, nk).

Lakini pia majira na nyakati zako unaweza kuzifanya zikawa za furaha, amani na upendo na wengine pia wakafurahia majira na nyakati zao kwa sababu yako na mpango wa MUNGU ukawa rahisi kutimia kwako na kwao.

Je majira na nyakati zako na wengine ni zipi?.

6. 2. MAJIRA NA NYAKATI YA MUNGU

....Tutaendelea....

Rejea

“I assure you and most solemnly say to you, whatever you bind [forbid, declare to be improper and unlawful] on earth shall have [already] been bound in heaven, and whatever you loose [permit, declare lawful] on earth shall have [already] been loosed in heaven".

......Matthew 18:18.....

Ev. Erasmus Pascrates Kakiza

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@2024 The year of my shining.

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