#Real Free Spell To Win the Lottery | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

keepitreal1 · 4 years

Text

The Mega Bitch

She was from L.A Rachel Meghan Markle was her name. She wanted to be an A lister complete with fortune & fame

She went from one casting to another and took the advice of her mother. You don't give the milk away for free. Everything you say & do always as a fee

You plot & plan, deceive & contrive. That is how she lived her life

Meghan did get some menial acting parts but she craved adoration like Diana Queen of peoples hearts

She had studied Diana she was completly, utterly obsessed. Soon she got her chance to put her knowledge to the test

She got someone to hook her up with Di's youngest son Prince Harry. She'd missed her chance with Will the one she really wanted to marry

The date with Harry soon came around she'd sprayed herself with Di's perfume she'd learnt about & found

She put on a perfect up to date copy of a Diana outfit, she taught herself the perfect pose in which Diana would sit

Now was the time to act her perfect play, Harry was still grieving Di so would be easy to sway

Nows her time to act & play, to be the perfect Diana, for she had studied her every pose, every look & manner

At Soho house they met, where she told Harry everything he wanted to hear. About how she's a humanatarian and all the charities for which she did care

Meg had got Prince Harry right under her spell, for everything about her was like Diana, she even had her smell

Harry was overwhelmed she was the most beautiful he had seen. She was everything he'd always wanted, everything he could dream

They quickly arranged another date, Meg could not believe he'd taken the bait!

Harry talked of his love for family & Africa she agreed with everything he said. All his dreams were hers he believed her, he was easily led

What Harry didn't know was about her shady past, she'd hired a PR team to hide & to change it fast

Now she had the problem of her family especially Thomas her dear old Dad, for he knew everything about her, they were close, he gave her everything he'd ever had

He had paid her private education with his lottery win but he'd had no money since. Now he's no longer needed, because she'd hooked a Prince

She decided she would set Tom up, she would make him look bad, that is what she did, with him she turned the public mad

She decided her family (except her mum) were all up for the chop with that all & any contact she did stop

Her Dad was heartbroken she was his little girl whom he did adore. But to Meg he'd outlived his usefulness so she didn't need him anymore

Soon Meghan & Harry were wed as her dad watched from his hospital bed. He'd had an heart attack but Meg she didn't care, not even about his health. The only thing she cared about was her new found fame & wealth

Now she'd reached that fortune & fame, she was at a peak but the more she had the more she would seek

They gave her a mansion she wants a palace she is so full of spite & malice. Anyone more popular anyone with more, Kate & Will in particular she did abore

Meg realised she couldn't be Queen, she could not be top, thats when she decided Harry's family were next for the chop

She knew Harry is easy & malleable, she thinks that she is infaliable. With lies & paranoia she started to fill his head, the bad things about his family Harry believed everything she said

The Brits were starting to see her ways, where as in the beginning for her they had nothing but praise

She thinks she is better, above one & all. She believes everyone is below her, everyone is small

She'd gone from man to man using them as stepping stones, no matter what the Royals give her she always whines & moans

With Meghan her beauty is only skin deep, for real beauty comes from deep within, her heart is NOT pure its filled with hate & sin

She believes she is the best, she thinks she is so much better than the rest. She is magnificent, a leader, a saint, at least thats the picture she does paint

She doesn't care about anyone but herself she is a narcissist, she as delusions of grandeur she believes only she is A list

She believes she should be worshipped, she believes she should be praised, everyone should love her, all she should amaze

She thinks she is righteous and oh so god like, but we see what she is an old, used bike.

She calls us all racist but its her actions with which we are p!ssed. The Brits don't like to be used, especially when it is they who pay. We are sick of her behaviour, her always getting her way

Rachel Meghan Markle had a plan from the start, with her Diana act she had won Harry's heart

Her dear old Dad who'd spoiled her rotten, he stayed in Mexico & was forgotten

Meghan had got what she wanted, to be famous & mega rich, she was not adored though, for people don't like a sanctimonius, supercilious b!tch

By keepitreal1

Also on twitter @it_real1

#harry markle wordpress #murkymeg #yankeewally #according2taz

130 notes · View notes

dialovers-translations · 4 years

Text

Diabolik Lovers VANDEAD CARNIVAL ;; Kou Route ー Chapter 3

ー The scene starts in cafe Tarte Tatin

Kou: I’m pretty sure it should be around heー ...Ah, there it is!

Yui: You’re right. There’s a cafe here.

Kou: Ah, that table over there is free. Here, this is your seat.

Yui: Yeah!

I wonder what kind of drinks they sell at a cafe in the Demon World?

Kou: Stop! Hold on one second.

Yui: What’s wrong?

Kou: Could you leave our order up to me, perhaps?

Yui: You’ll choose for me?

Kou: Yeah, my picks! Okay?

Yui: I’m happy but...I’d feel bad for just waiting, so I don’t mind going with you?

Kou: It’s fine, don’t worry! This is the man’s task, don’t you think? We’re on a date after all~

I’ll go buy our drinks so you just wait here, okay?

Yui: Yeah...!

ー Kou walks away

Yui: ( I wonder what kind of drinks Kou-kun will bring. I’m a little excited... )

Male Vampire A: Hey, have you heard? Apparently this place’s juice has a little special gimmick.

Female Vampire A: How so?

Male Vampire A: Ever so often, someone will hit ‘jackpot’ (1), suddenly growing a pair of animal ears as they’re enjoying their drink.

Female Vampire A: Eeh, amazing! I can’t wait~!

Yui: ( ...Actually, I might be a little worried after all. )

*TIMESKIP*

ー Kou returns

Kou: Sorry for the wait, M-neko-chan~!

Yui: Welcome back, Kou-kun.

Kou: I bought our drinks. Here, this is yours.

Yui: Thank you.

( I was somewhat concerned but...It looks normal from the outside. )

( However, I feel like it’s a little much? The glass is big too... )

Wait...Hold up...? Say, Kou-kun? Where’s yours?

Kou: I obviously got something for me too. See, right there.

Yui: There?

( As far as I can tell, there’s just this one drink for me though... )

Kou: Fufufu~ ...I can tell you’re confused by that look on your face.

I suppose that even you’ll be able to figure it out once you see this? Ta-dah! Now what could this be~?

Yui: What? ...A straw, right?

Kou: Yes, correct! Now, question time! What shape is it?

Yui: ...A heart?

Kou: Exactly! Two straws are tangled together, forming a heart shape.

No matter how dense you may be, I’m sure you understand now?

Yui: Don’t tell me, you want to share this juice amongst the two of us...!?

Kou: You’re 100% correct! Why not? It seems fun!

Yui: W-Wait! That’s just too embarrassing!

Kou: Eeh? How strange for you to say that. We usually do much more shameful things, don’t you think?

Well, I’m usually the one initiating it~

ー Kou moves closer

Kou: Come on, let’s drink it together?

Yui: Uu...K-Kou-kun, you’re close...!

Kou: I approached on purpose. I mean, if I don’t do this, you avert your gaze right away.

For some reason, I can’t seem to figure out what you’re thinking even by staring at you like this...

However, even if I couldn’t see a thing, I feel as if I would still feel happy just from gazing into your eyes.

Yui: Kou-kun...

Kou: ...That being said, you’ll drink it with me, right? Yui.

Yui: ( ...No fair...! )

Kou: Ah, are you dissatisfied with the straw, perhaps? Would you rather have me feed you mouth-to-mouth?

Yui: No...!

Kou: Fufu, you should have told me sooner then~

I don’t mind. In that case, I’ll directlyーー

Yui: Wait, Kou-kun! Fine! I’ll drink it with the straw!

Kou: No need to be modest~ This straw is embarrassing for you, right?

Yui: It’s totally fine!

( Mouth-to-mouth would be much more embarrassing after all...! )

Kou: Fufu~ I figured you’d say that.

Personally, I would have gladly fed you mouth-to-mouth as well, of course.

Here. You take that side, okay?

Yui: ( It’s embarrassing but...I guess I have no other choice but to make up my resolve. )

( I-It really is embarrassing...!! Kou-kun’s face is so close... )

Kou: ...Fufu~ Say, M-neko-chan? Are you flustered?

Selection

→ A little... (☾)

Yui: A little...

Kou: Why? Because it’s too cliched? Or because...I’m close to you?

Yui: ...B-Both, I guess...

Kou: Fufu, it’s because you’re way too conscious of your surroundings. If you simply focus on the guy in front of you...See? It’s no longer embarrassing, right?

Yui: ( No way...It’s only even more embarrassing...! )

→ Not at all!

Yui: N-Not at all...!

Kou: Heeh, really~? You’ve grown then.

In that case, I guess this just won’t satisfy you anymore? Let me feed it to you mouth-to-mouth after all.

Yui: Wait, that’s...!

Kou: I’m sure it’d be child’s play considering how much you’ve grown? Come on...Move your face a little closer?

Yui: ...No, Kou-kun! I can’t...!

Kou: Fufu, I figured so. It’s because you tried to act tough when you really aren’t, M-neko-chan~

Kou: Geezー You really always stay so innocent.

In that case, I might as well just make your mind go blank...

Yui: Eh? Wait, Kou-kun...!

Vampire child A: Waitー!

Vampire child B: Ahahaha! In your dreams!

Kou: ...What’s this ruckuーー

*THUD*

Yui: Wah...!

ー The drink gets pushed over

*Splash*

Yui: ...! The juice...!

Vampire child A: Ah...

Kou: Ah-aah...All of it spilled on the floor.

...Say, you kids over there? Do you have a minute?

Vampire child A: Shoot! Run, everyone!

Kou: Ah! Hey!!

Vampire child B: Sorry!! Please forgive us since it’s the Carnival!!

ー The kids run away

Kou: Those little brats...!

Yui: Calm down, Kou-kun. They’re just children, you don’t need to get so upset...

Kou: You can’t spoil them! Those who waste food deserve a divine punishment!!

ー Kou runs after them

Yui: Kou-kun!?

Kou: M-neko-chan was finally in the mood to drink it as well! You scoundrels!

Vampire child A: We already said sorry, didn’t we!?

Yui: ...They left...

( Could it be...Does Kou-kun usually get scolded by Ruki-kun for wasting good food...? )

( Either way, I should clean up the glass... )

ー A young Kou walks up to Yui

Yui: ーー Eh...?

( A child...? How long has he been standing there? I didn’t notice him at all. )

( Could he be a friend of those kids from earlier? However, he seems a little different... )

???: ...

Yui: Uhm...What’s wrong?

???: ...

Yui: Are you lost, perhaps? Did you get separated from someone?

???: ...

Yui: ( This is tricky. He won’t respond at all. )

( If I leave the cafe, I might get separated from Kou-kun but...I just can’t leave this child be. )

( Besides, this little one sort of reminds me of Kou-kun... )

Say, would you mind telling me your name?

???: ...

...Kou.

Yui: Eh...?

( Did he just say ‘Kou’...? )

ー The young Kou runs away

Yui: Ah...Wait!!

( I want to chase after him but...If I leave, then I’ll... )

...

( I’m sorry, Kou-kun! I’ll return straight awayーー! )

ー Yui runs after him as the scene shifts to a side street

Yui: ( I’m pretty sure he ran into this direction... )

( ...! There he is...! )

Kou: ...

Yui: ...Kou-kun?

Kou: ...

Yui: Uhm...I’m sorry if this sounds weird but...

Are you...The same Kou-kun I know?

Kou: ...I am.

I am the Kou you know. However...From the past.

Yui: From the past...?

Kou: Exactly. Way, waaay before he met you.

Unlike the guy you know...I’m Kou during the time he was misfortunate.

Yui: ( ...The look in his eyes...Almost as if he is bearing a grudge of some sorts... )

ー Yui has a dizzy spell

Yui: ...!?

( I’m suddenly growing dizzy... )

ー She collapses

*Thud*

Kou: ...

Yui: ( My mind’s going blank... )

Kou: ...Say, Yui?

Yui: ( Ah...Kou-kun’s holding my arm... )

Kou: Let me...suck your blood.

Yui: ...Eh...?

Kou: I’m not a Vampire yet at this time. However...That doesn’t matter.

I’m envious of him...So I want to do the same thing he does.

Yui: Him...?

Kou: Yes, him. ...My grown-up self.

It’s no fair he gets to have everything. Meanwhile I’m still incapable of even trusting someone...

The feeling of wanting to trust others...

Yui: ...!

( No way...He’s biting my arm...!? )

S-Stop...! ...Kou-kun...!

Kou: Yui!!

ー Kou runs up to her

Kou: I finally found you...!

Yui: Kou-kun...?

( I’m slowly regaining my focus... )

( Huh...? The small Kou-kun is gone... )

Kou: Why are you crouched down like that? Do you feel sick, perhaps?

Yui: No...I’m fine. I’m sorry for making you worry.

Kou: For real! You weren’t there when I returned to the cafe...So I looked all over for you.

Yui: Sorry...

Kou: Say, are you really okay? Your complexion is pale. Did something happen?

Yui: Well...

( I doubt he’ll believe me...If I tell him I met up with his childhood self. I barely even believe it myself, to be honest. )

( It might have been just a hallucination. However, the sensation of being bitten felt too real for that... )

Kou: ...Wait.

Yui: Eh?

Kou: That wound on your arm...A bite mark?

Yui: Ah...This is...

Kou: It’s a bite mark, isn’t it? I can’t imagine what else it’d be.

Hah...For real? I take my eyes off you for one second and you’ve had your blood sucked?

Yui: W-Wait, Kou-kun! You’re wrong, this is...

Kou: How am I wrong!? Someone sucked your blood, no!?

...Say, who was it? You happened to run into one of those Sakamaki’s and that’s how it happened? Did you let them because you went with the mood of the festival?

Or was it just a random Vampire passing by? You really are a cat in heat.

Yui: Please, Kou-kun! Listen to me!

Kou: Shut up!

Yui: ...

Kou: ...That shop owner was right back then. You’re keeping secrets from me.

You tempt me with sweet words about ‘picking me’ or ‘loving me’ but you deceived me, didn’t you?

Yui: ...! I didn’t!

Kou: If the only thing you’re looking for is a good-looking Vampire and a pair of fangs to please you...

Could you try asking someone else? There’s plenty of them out there, right? In your close vicinity.

I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be that guy. I...can’t stand that sort of thing.

Yui: ( The look in his eyes...It’s the same as that child from earlier... )

Wait, Kou-kun...!

Kou: ...I won’t wait. I mean, you’re fine with someone other than me too, right?

...See you.

ー Kou walks away

Yui: Kou-kun...!

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

Translation notes

(1) 当たり or ‘atari’ is the term used for a winning lot in lotteries, lucky draws, etc.

← RETURN TO CHAPTER 2

→ PROCEED WITH MAIN STORY [CHAPTER 4]

→ SUB-SCENARIO #1 [W/ REIJI]

→ SUB-SCENARIO #2 [W/ KANATO]

→ SUB-SCENARIO #3 [W/ RUKI]

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #kou mukami #vandead carnival #diabolik lovers translation #vckouchapter3

58 notes · View notes

acrianswashere · 3 years

Note

Hi so um, I'm thinking of pursuing occultism because I don't have anything going for me my life. At the very best I might have a stable average job and own my house, but besides that I have nothing else to look forwards too. I don't want to be limited by a 9 to 5 job and what my income can afford me. I'm not planning to get married or have any kids, so these won't limit me either. I rlly want to know though how going into occultism can change me and my life tho, for better and for worse---(1)

-Because I don't know how good or how bad it may get. Would it be rude to ask you for advice and how witchcraft has changed your life? Cus those very common crystal-incense-tarot-manifestation type of witches don't seem to elaborate on it. (2) “

Magick can get your anything. That’s the thing. Magick is manifestation and change. It can bring you your greatest wishes and desires. It can bring you chaos, and destruction. You want to be wealthy, hot, and in a lovley marrige? Magick can get you there. But it’s not free. It takes work and skills to get there. Magick is a skilset that requires work around. It requires effort in your real life combined with the work of the spell. MOST OF THE TIME.

I haven’t advertized this on this blog too much, but I have two grimoures out that are both cursed that are pretty beginner friendly if your interested.

Peackboo, Hopscotch and other Nasty Entities. A gimroure for the Insane. (The curse on this book is it’ hurts you if you re publish it without adding to it, and it makes you otherkin thats about it)

Aaron Burr’s Defense Against the Dark Arts Grimoure

and one day I’ll release my “How to Sell your Soul and other nifty things a beginners guide to black magick”

Just be aware that all magick infers something known as opportunity cost and risk. Spells are going to go wrong, and they will manifest in unpredictable ways. But overall I’m very very excited for you! This seems wonderful! This is the right path for you I can sense it and I’m thrilled that this is where you want to go!

The occult can get you anything. Just know you still have to put forth the effort beyond your spells. You still have to put forth the manifestation. For example don’t do a spell to win the lottery (don’t do lottery spells sin general but this is an example) if you’ve never bought a ticket.

Good starting points would be: Orlee Stewart, S.Conolly, V.K Jehanum, and Taylor Ellwood, Crowley (though the langue is a barrier). I don’t suggest BALG but that’s only because I have personal beef with them. They can be a great learning source.

Also pick a subject and learn about it! Whether that be demons, curses, or a certain branch! You’ll want to do that for a shit ton of reasons. But it will help you in your craft.

Overall break a leg. This is meant for you. Theirs tons of places to start. The occult can get you what you desire. Just be aware, it’s not like in the movies and it is work!

-Acrians Locket

#occult #magick #witch #wicca #mythology #witchblr

4 notes · View notes

nbatrades · 34 years

Text

Charlotte Hornets Acquire Eric Leckner from Sacramento for Two Second Round Picks

On January 29th, 1991, the Charlotte Hornets traded a 1993 second round draft pick (Alex Holcombe) and a 1995 second round draft pick (Dejan Bodiroga) to the Sacramento Kings for Eric Leckner.

The Sacramento Kings originally acquired center Eric Leckner along with guard Bobby Hansen and three future draft picks in a three-team trade that saw Pervis Ellison end up in Washington and Jeff Malone go to Utah.

Leckner joined a Kings team that had Ralph Sampson at center, but the position would become crowded quickly. Soon after acquiring Leckner, the Kings drafted center Duane Causwell in the first round of the 1990 draft. Next, they traded for center Bill Wennington from the Dallas Mavericks.

The pack of centers would compete for playing time and Leckner oftentimes found himself as the odd man out. Kings head coach Dick Motta preferred a center that could operate from the high post and Leckner’s paint-based style of play clashed with Motta’s vision. Leckner’s lack of playing time would cause a deep fissure in the relationship between coach and player.

In 32 games with the Kings, Leckner was averaging 2.9 PPG, 2.7 RPG and 0.6 APG in 11.8 MPG. Operating out of the high post was also hurting his efficiency, as he was shooting a career-low 40.6% from the field.

Leckner had wanted to be traded. He was in the final year of his contract, earning $475,000 for the 1990-91 season. Looking to secure a new deal, Leckner was offered by Kings director of player personnel Jerry Reynolds the chance to leave in a trade or stay on the bench the rest of the season. Leckner approved the trade and was dealt to the Charlotte Hornets. The Kings were 12-28 when they dealt Leckner.

Charlotte gave Sacramento two second rounders. One was in 1995 and the other — in 1993 — was conditional. Leckner had to be on Charlotte’s roster a year from the trade for the Hornets to convey their 1993 second rounder to Sacramento.

Charlotte was 13-27 when they acquired Leckner. Relying heavily on veteran center Mike Gminski, the Hornets were often playing smaller players at center and needed a big body to fill the position as a reserve. The team went 13-29 the rest of the way to finish fourth-worst in the NBA with a 26-56 record. Leckner was given an opportunity to play in Charlotte, and showed some signs of development. He had three double-doubles in 58 games with Charlotte after failing to record one in his first 184 games in the league. Overall, the 6-foot-11 center produced 5.8 PPG, 5.2 RPG and 0.3 APG in 18.6 MPG.

The Hornets won the 1991 draft lottery and drafted UNLV star forward Larry Johnson. with the first overall pick. Charlotte head coach Gene Littles moved to the front office and vice president Allan Bristow shifted to head coach in a organizational realignment.

Leckner did not sign a contract with the Hornets until right before training camp. He ended up with a one-year, $618,000 deal keeping him in Charlotte. Under new coach Bristow, the Hornets planned to play 6-foot-9 J.R. Reid more often at center. That meant Leckner would have to fight to receive any minutes on the court.

He suffered, playing less often as many of the center minutes went to Reid, Gminski and Kenny Gattison. Leckner appeared in 59 games (two starts), and recorded 3.3 PPG, 3.5 RPG and 0.5 APG in 12.1 MPG. Charlotte dropped 24 of their first 32 games to start the season. The team would play better behind the efforts of 1991-92 Rookie of the Year Johnson and Kendall Gill. Still, they finished out of the playoffs and in the lottery once again with a 31-51 mark.

Charlotte won the second spot in the 1992 NBA Draft and selected Georgetown center Alonzo Mourning with the second overall pick. Mourning’s addition — plus the presence of Gattison and Gminski on the roster — dropped Charlotte’s interest in retaining Leckner. He was not re-signed.

Leckner was not able to catch on with an NBA team in the 1992 offseason. He ended up heading over to Italy and playing for Panna Firenze of the Serie A2 League in Italy. Leckner ended his Hornets tenure with a stat line of 99 games played, 4.3 PPG, 4.2 RPG and 0.5 APG. He shot 49% from the field and 62% from the free-throw line.

The conditional 1993 second rounder the Kings acquired from Charlotte was conveyed since Leckner played past the 1991-92 season with the Hornets. The acquired draft pick was slotted at 44th in the 1993 draft. Sacramento selected 6-foot-9 Baylor center Alex Holcombe. Considered a raw athlete with an NBA body, Holcombe had a 7-foot-5 wingspan and 9-foot-3 standing reach. Holcombe did not play in summer camp with the Kings because he committed to playing in Europe.

During the 1993-94 season, Holcombe played in Spain (CB Breogán) before becoming homesick. He moved on to the CBA (Grand Rapids Hoops) for the rest of the season. He played with the Kings in 1994 Summer League at the Rocky Mountain Revue. Holcombe’s draft rights were renounced by the Kings in October of 1994.

The 1995 second rounder the Kings had secured in the trade from Charlotte ended up in the 51st spot of the 1995 draft. Sacramento used the pick on Serbian forward Dejan Bodiroga. A 6-foot-8 point-forward, Bodiroga was a unique player. Though he wasn’t the best shooter or quickest player, he drew comparisons to Magic Johnson due to his size and ability to pass the ball.

The Kings attempted to woo Bodiroga to come to the United States, but he passed on multiple occasions. In 1996, the Kings were interested in using their $800,000 exception on Bodiroga, but he never signed. In 2002, Bodiroga was tempted to come, but he never committed.

A star in Europe, Bodiroga played for some of the top teams in the EuroLeague including Olimpia Milano, Real Madrid, Panathinaikos and FC Barcelona. He was well decorated, winning three EuroLeague championships and 2002 All-Europe Player of the Year.

There were a few questions about whether Bodiroga could play the NBA game, but many believed he had the skill. Still, despite all of Sacramento’s overtures, Bodiroga never played in the NBA, retiring professionally in 2007. The Kings waited more than 22 years after drafting Bodiroga before renouncing their rights to the 44-year old Serbian forward.

Eric Leckner on the trade (via the Sacramento Bee):

“Being mad or bitter now isn’t going to change anything so I’m just going to look at this as a great opportunity to start over. I’m going to get to play some serious minutes in Charlotte. I get to go to work now.”

On wanting to leave (via the Sacramento Bee):

“I just want to get out of here. I could go and talk to him (Motta) about it but it wouldn’t do any good.”

On being in the doghouse in Sacramento (via the Charlotte Observer):

“I’m in the front row of that doghouse. That was not about ability It was personality or playing style. Yeah I was in that doghouse — right next to Ralph [Sampson].”

On wanting to prove himself:

“It’s time for Eric Leckner to do something.”

How he brings a different skill set compared to starting center Mike Gminski:

“I bring a contrast to Gminski. He’s a little sneaky with a lot of 10-foot jump shots I’m strictly a back-to-the-basket player. You put a guy 20 feet from the basket and not let him rebound — that's not my style. I spent more time in the paint in practice today than I did the whole time in Sacramento.”

Charlotte Hornets vice president of basketball operations Allan Bristow on acquiring Leckner (via Deseret News):

“Eric will provide us depth inside without sacrificing our immediate future. He will also spell [Mike] Gminski from playing too many minutes and since he is such a young player, we hope to help him reach his promising potential.”

Sacramento Kings head coach Dick Motta on Leckner (via the Sacramento Bee):

“He was so uptight. The high-post, low-post thing is a cop-out. If you want to score in the low post you’ll get there.”

How having four centers was an issue in Sacramento (via the Sacramento Bee):

“We should never have come out of training camp with four centers. We didn’t know that Ralph Sampson was going to be with us for the whole year. It wasn’t fair to us. It wasn’t fair to any of them. Between Bill Wennington and Eric, we felt Bill gave us more.”

On Leckner being nervous (via the Charlotte Observer):

“Every time he got in a game he seemed to be nervous. With four centers here there was no chance for any of them to relax. It wasn’t fair to them or us. I hope he looks at it as us breaking up a logjam not picking on Eric Leckner.”

On how an incident where Leckner kicked a chair out of frustration meant more than just the chair (via the Sacramento Bee):

“When I’m upset with myself I never let anyone know it. That’s my edge. When Eric kicked that chair, I told him the chair would still be there tomorrow and so would the anxiety that had built up inside of him. He had so much anxiety. He never learned to relax and play.”

On the roster glut at the center position:

“You can’t have four centers. I didn’t think Ralph would be here. I had to go with Duane [Causwell] because he needs experience. I want him to play 2,000 minutes this year. Maybe it’s a mistake because he hasn’t earned those minutes, but I’ve got to do it. That left Eric and Bill [Wennington]. I thought Bill gave us more. Any way you look at it, it wasn’t a good situation.”

On Leckner’s dissatisfaction with his role in Sacramento:

“I never try to be friends with my 10th, 11th and 12th men. “You can’t do it. I hope Eric does well. I didn’t mind working with him. We just didn’t have time to keep him around and see what developed. I hope Eric is still playing in the league 10 years from now. I don’t know if I would bet on it. But I hope he has a nice career.”

Hornets center Mike Gminski on the toll playing 36-plus minutes a night was having on him (via the Charlotte Observer):

“I can (play that long) every once in a while but a steady diet of 40-minute nights would have taken its toll on me.”

Hornets guard Kendall Gill on how acquiring Leckner could help them stop a recent losing streak (via the Charlotte Observer):

“You just don’t know how badly I want to win. I’ve never experienced anything like this. I’m glad we’re getting another low-post player [Leckner]. That’s got to help.”

Image via Getty Images/Rocky Widner

#Eric Leckner #Dejan Bodiroga #Alex Holcombe #1991 #1990*91 Season #Hornets #Kings

2 notes · View notes

oddsnendsfanfics · 5 years

Text

122 Random Questions

Since we’re all stuck in, let’s take a chance at a get you know one another. Pick some Questions and feel free to ask.

1. If You Had The World’s Attention For 30 Seconds, What Would You Say?

2. If You Had To Work But Didn’t Need The Money, What Would You Choose To Do?

3. What Is In Your Fridge Right Now?

4. If You Were Home On A Rainy Sunday Afternoon, What Movie Would You Most Want To See On Television?

5. Where Do You Not Mind Waiting?

6. If You Could Close One Fast Food Chain, Due To Disgusting Food, What Would You Pick?

7. If You Could Dis-Invent One Thing, What Would It Be?

8. If You Could Be A Member Of Any TV-Sitcom Family, Which Would It Be?

9. What Would Be The Best Thing About Not Having A Sense Of Smell?

10. Would You Leave Your Hometown Forever Or Stay In Your Hometown Forever?

11. When Scrolling Through Social Media, Do You Prefer Posts From Celebrities Or From Your Best Friends?

12. Is There An App That You Hate But Use Anyways?

13. If You Could Only Speak One Word Today, What Would You Say?

14 What Is The Stupidest Thing You’ve Done Because Someone Dared You To?

15. What Is The Stupidest Thing You’ve Done On Your Own Free Will?

16. Coffee Or Tea?

17. What Part Of Your Body Could Use A Little Lotion?

18. What Part Of The Human Face Is Your Favorite?

19. Do You Do Dance Crazy When No One Is Looking?

20. Favourite Animal To Have As A Pet?

21. If You Could Wedgie Any Historical Figure, Who Would You Pick?

22. How Come You Never Read About A Psychic Winning The Lottery?

23. White Or Whole Meal Bread?

24. You’ve Been Given An Elephant. You Can’t Get Rid Of It. What Would You Do With It?

25. What’s The Wildest Thing You’ve Ever Done In A Hotel Room?

26. Would You Rather Be Trapped In An Elevator Full Of Men With BO Or Three Soaked Dogs?

27. Would You Rather Live (Permanently) In A Roller Coaster Park Or In A Zoo?

28. Would You Rather Look Like A Potato, Or Feel Like A Potato?

29. You’re In The Circus, Would You Rather Be The Person With Their Head Inside The Lion’s Mouths Or Get Shot Out Of The Cannon?

30. Would You Rather Never Be Able To Express Yourself Accurately Or Always Have To Say The Exact Truth?

31. Would You Rather Be Able To Copy And Paste In Real Life, Or Undo In Real Life?

32. Would You Rather Keep Your Current Sleep Schedule Or Hibernate For 3 Months And Have 9 Months Of 24/7 Alertness Without Being Tired?

33. Would You Rather Have A Permanently Clogged Nose Or A Piece Of Green Food Always Stuck In Your Teeth?

34. Would You Rather Be Able To Breathe Underwater Or Have The Agility Of A Cat?

35. What Makes Someone A Hero?

36. If You Inherited A Private Jet From A Stranger, What Would You Do With It?

37. What Are You Freakishly Bad At?

38. What’s Something You’ve Tried, That You’ll Never, Ever Try Again?

39. What Are The Qualities You Really Enjoy In A Friend?

40. In What Situation Or Place Would You Feel The Most Out Of Place In?

41. Would You Rather Have Unlimited Sushi For Life Or Unlimited Tacos For Life?

42. What’s An Ideal Holiday/Vacation For You?

43. What’s A Common Thing That You Think About When You’re Alone?

44. What Is The Most Difficult Challenge Thus Far In Your Life?

45. If You Could Change One Thing About Your Upbringing, What Would It Be?

46. When You Are Old, What Do You Think Children Will Ask You To Tell Stories About?

47. When Things Break, Do You Prefer To Fix Them Or Replace Them?

48. What Product Would You Seriously Stockpile If You Found Out They Weren’t Going To Sell It Anymore?

49. Do You Recycle?

50. What’s The Best On-Screen Bromance/Sisterhood?

51. What Is Your Favorite Type Of Workout?

52. If Your Food Is Bad At A Restaurant, Would You Say Something?

53. How Often Do You Look At Your Phone Every Day?

54. Describe Your Life Using One Word.

55. Have You Ever Cried At A Movie?

56. Who From Your Past Do You Really Wish You’d Stayed In Contact With?

57. When You Meet Someone You’re Attracted To, What Do You First Notice About Them?

58. Do You Have Tattoos?

59. What Do You Think About Clowns?

60. If You Had All The Money In The World, What Would Be The First Thing You’d Buy?

61. Who Gives You The Courage To Try New Things?

62. Are You Willing To Give The Shirt On Your Back To Someone Who Needs It The Most?

63. If You Could Rewrite The Ending To A Novel/Movie/TV Show Which One Would It Be?

64. What Are You Most Looking Forward To In The Next 10 Years?

65. What Do You Wish You’d Accomplished By Now In Life?

66. What’s The Craziest Or Most Out-Of-Character Thing You’ve Ever Done?

67. What Are You Most Likely To Stay Up All Night Talking About?

68. What Do You Get Every Time You Go Grocery Shopping?

69. Spontaneity Or Stability?

70. What Are You Most Likely To Become Famous For?

71. What Makes People Perfect For Each Other?

72. Do You Ever Want To Just Walk Away From Technology?

73. What’s The Most Interesting Thing You’ve Seen Online This Week?

74. What Makes You Smile?

75. What’s The Best Way To Spend A Rainy Afternoon?

76. What’s One Difference Between Us That You Love?

77. What Chore Do You Absolutely Hate Doing?

78. What’s Your Least Favorite Mode Of Transportation?

79. What Sound Do You Love?

80. If You Could Paint A Picture Of Any Scenery You’ve Seen Before, What Would You Paint?

81. What Is Something You Learned In The Last Week?

82. What Was The Last Experience That Made You A Stronger Person?

83. What Is Your First Memory Of Being Really Excited?

84. At What Age Did You Become An Adult?

85. The Best Part Of Waking Up Is?

86. If You Could Learn Any Language Fluently, What Would It Be?

87. Do You Get Along With Your Parents?

88. What Is The One Food That You Would Never Give Up?

89. If You Had Unlimited Resources, How Would You Live Your Life?

90. When Was The Last Time You Took Some Time To Be Alone?

91. What Habits Are Holding You Back From Success?

92. What Is The Source Of Your Procrastination?

93. Who Are You Becoming?

94. Do You Think Any Kind Of Afterlife Exists?

95. What’s Your Personal Image Of God?

96. What Would Be Harder For You, To Tell Someone You Love Them Or That You Do Not Love Them Back?

97. When You’re 90 Years Old, What Will Matter Most To You?

98. Do You Serve Money Or Does Money Serve You?

99. What Do People Do Too Much Of Today?

100. If You Could Trade Lives With Someone, Who Would It Be?

101. Do You Believe It’s Possible To Maintain Platonic Friendships With Members Of The Opposite Sex?

102. What’s One Thing No One Knows About You?

103. Hero Or Villain For A Day?

104. Is Never Returning Something You Borrowed Considered Stealing?

105. Have You Ever Dropped Food On The Floor And Then Picked It Up And Ate It?

106. Never Have I Ever Hidden Cigarettes So My Parents Wouldn’t Know I Was Smoking.

107. Never Have I Ever Been Fooling Around In A Car And Accidentally Honked The Horn.

108. Never Have I Ever Been Electrocuted.

109. If You Could Create Your Own Job Title, What Would It Be?

110. How Many Pancakes Have You Eaten In A Single Sitting?

111. Do You Lick Your Plate?

112. Do You Have A Special Place You Like To Visit Regularly?

113. What Is The Reason You Are Most Grateful In Your Life?

114. If A Movie Was Made About Your Life Who Plays Your Mom?

115. Favorite Day Of The Week?

116. What Life Lessons Would You Pass On To Your Children?

117. Do You Feel Like The Good Time Outweigh The Bad?

118. Who Or What Inspires You To Be A Better Person?

119. What Time Do You Normally Go To Bed?

120. What Is The Best And Worst Part Of Your Personality?

121. What Spells Fun For You?

122. Do You Believe In Bigfoot?

Questions from www.mantelligence.com (some have been changed)

#get to know me #get to know you #random questions #122 random questions #things to do while we're all stuck in

17 notes · View notes

bigskydreaming · 5 years

Text

Okay, I knew Alistair the Dream-Keeper wasn’t the first time I’d written the idea of magically weaponized dreams, so I went hunting through old email accounts and found a whole fucking manuscript I wrote like, twelve years ago and totally forgot about. WHOOPS. (This happens with me more often than you’d think actually possible). I’m only a third of the way through my re-read of it, but it holds up surprisingly well IMO, I’m pretty pleased. I can actually do something with this, I think.

Course, it was apparently written back during my whole “every thing must be hetero otherwise there will be no publishing” period, before the beginning of my personal Age of LOL Nah, Fuck That, Everything Must Be Gay. So, first things first, Jez definitely needs a girlfriend, and also a different name. I can’t believe I named her Jez, like, wow, I was really trying to get YA Bingo, wasn’t I? In my defense, this was when I was twenty-three. Also, this first chapter here has a character named Scott and this was before Teen Wolf even premiered, so apparently I just like the name Scott? Huh. Did not know.

BURNING DAYLIGHT

Jez O’Neill knows she has three years, two months, and sixteen days to live.

She’s had visions for as long as she can remember. She knows they’re never wrong. And when the boy her visions say will someday kill her comes into her life, she knows to stay far away.

But somehow he gets close anyways. Because Nathan is perfect. He’s handsome, he’s charming, he’s utterly, unbearably sweet. And when he learns of Jez’s visions, he promises to cheat Death for her. An interest in New Age turns into an obsession with the occult, and that leads to tiny cracks in the walls of the world, where strange and untrustworthy spirits wait to barter with anyone desperate enough to try.

Magic, however, always comes with a price. The higher the reward you seek, the more you can expect to pay, and the spell Nathan thinks will change their destiny instead puts them on a collision course with Fate. It changes him, twists him in mind and soul, transforming the boy Jez loves into the madman who will someday take her life.

With only three years left until the day she now knows she can’t avoid, Jez discovers she and Nathan share the same zipcode again as he sows death and destruction in the streets of LA. But rather than flee for another city, Jez pits herself against the monster she once loved, the monster she helped create, determined to make sure no one else gets caught in the crossfire of their attempt to cheat their fates.

Call it redemption if you want. Jez calls it Tuesday.

Chapter 1

Dreams are doorways if you have the right key.

That’s why I’ve wasted a perfectly good Sunday night perched on the edge of Scott Kinley’s desk. It’s awkward, uncomfortable, and I’m sure I look like a gargoyle in the pitch dark of the two o’clock hour, but every chair in his bedroom is covered in dirty teenage boy laundry. I’ll stick with my perch, thanks.

I kick my legs out and arch my spine, stretching my arms over my head with fingers laced together. Cramped and aching muscles voice their protest. Something cracks in my neck when I roll my head back. Meanwhile, Scott Kinley snores contentedly in his sleep in the bed across the room. I shoot him a glare that’s best described as withering.

Spears of pale moonlight slip through the slatted blinds covering the window above his bed. They stab the length of his body, highlighting a strong jawline and tousled blond hair, not to mention a chest and set of abs that frankly, I just find obnoxious on a fellow teenager. It’s L.A. in early September – code for unbearably hot – and he’s sleeping with the bare minimum of sheets, a loose span of cotton that’s only covering him up to his waist. I’d enjoy the cheap thrill more if it didn’t make me feel like such a perv.

After all, I’m a total stranger who broke into his house and has spent the last four hours going through his things and watching him sleep. It’s kinda hard to feel good about that. In my defense, I’m only here to save his life from a creepy magical serial killer. Course, I have strong doubts that would hold up in a court of law should he wake up and have me arrested for breaking and entering. But I still feel it’s worth mentioning.

A yawn and a glance at his alarm clock confirm that it’s 2:07 am and I have no life. I lean back on the desk and rifle through his homework some more as I go back to invading his privacy. My only defense here is I’m really bored.

His handwriting’s slightly more legible than your average garden-variety chicken scratch, but I’m still not one hundred percent his name’s Scott Kinley. The Scott part is clear, but the ‘I’ in what I think is Kinley could be a really jacked up ‘o’ I guess. Whatever. It’s a pre-calculus assignment, and the last yearbook on his bookshelf is from his sophomore year, so I’m guessing he’s a junior like me. Or like I would be, if I still bothered going to school. Hmm. Eleventh grade and already in precalc? Someone’s a smarty-pants. Interesting.

A row of trophies and a couple of team photos declare him a water polo jock, and not too shabby of one according to this MVP title. Explains the abs. I roll my eyes around the rest of the room. Small TV so old it has a VCR player built into it. An even older Sega Genesis console is hooked up to it, so either Scott’s big on nostalgia or his family’s not big on luxuries. There’s a couple of movie posters tacked to the wall, but the puddle of light leaking across the floor doesn’t reach far enough for me to make out any details. Then a freestanding bookcase, a good five shelves high, filled with actual books. Above it is a college pennant with a bear on it – I think that’s Cal Berkeley, right? Possible destination, I’m guessing….

God. And he was in bed by ten. Smart, good-looking, athletic and ambitious. Did his parents just win the baby lottery, or if I go down the hall will I find the altar they used to bargain with the Devil?

Not that it matters. I stretch my legs out again and dip my toes into the pool of moonbeams, watching them spill across my feet when I wiggle. It’s only been six months since my last boyfriend went all dark side on me and turned into a spell-wielding slaughterhouse. I’m kind of not dating right now.

So it’s only natural my visions would lead me to the most eligible teen bachelor in Los Angeles – I cast another quick look around the desk for the requisite ‘me and my girlfriend’ photo – nope, most eligible teen bachelor in Los Angeles. Ugh. It’s like announcing your diet and inheriting a pastry shop the next day. I feel a sudden urge to grab one of his dirty shirts off the floor just to make sure his one human flaw is real and not an illusion.

Wow. I can’t believe I just thought that. Apparently sleep deprivation makes me weird. Besides, there’s no way that smell could be imaginary.

I throw another withering glare in Scott’s direction. It’s his fault I’m a weird, sleep-deprived pervert in his stinky bedroom. My baleful stare bakes the air above his bed. It bends and twists like a summer heat wave on asphalt. Wait. That’s not right.

I shake my head, peering through the fog that shrouds my tired mind. Somewhere in my snooping I failed to notice Scott’s happy snores had turned into frantic whimpers. He’s writhing on his bed; sweat beads all over his restless body, glistening like fragile pearls in the faint light. The room is abruptly a sauna. Heat climbs the walls and steam mists the glass of the picture frames.

“Shit,” I whisper, and I’m in motion, leaping off the desk into a crouch. I dip my hand into my hoodie and whip out my knife, steel slicing moonbeams to ribbons as the blade springs free. A low keening shreds the silence, hoarse spectral shouts as faces flicker through the knife, reflected in the steel. I cross the room in three steps. Scott cries out. His fingers scratch at the air like crooked claws.

Somewhere a door opens, and something steps through. Between the space of one second and the next, a heavy silhouette takes shape on this side of the dream.

I slam into the figure with all my weight, blade aimed for the midsection where I’m hoping vital organs will be. The knife sinks in too easily. The sandman-born beastie is still in that transitive state where its dream wrought form has yet to shift all the way down the spectrum to vulnerable flesh. Then my knife catches and scrapes against bone. The nightmare screams as it sinks its roots into our reality and feels pain for the first time.

It’s tougher to pull the blade free, but I’m stronger than any normal seventeen year old girl has a right to be. More specifically, as long as I’m wielding that knife I’m as strong as all the monsters it’s killed combined. And I’ve racked up a decent body count. Blood and bile sprays in slow motion, a cresting wave of black tar. A few drops land on my arm. There’s a hissing sound and I feel like I’m on fire. I grit my teeth and swing again. It dodges and I miss. We both regroup, and I get my first good look at it.

Damn. Mr. Perfect Teen USA has one hell of a fucked up subconscious. I’m just saying.

The nightmare swallows what dim light comes near it, refusing to be illuminated. It’s thick, ridged with protrusions of bone and slick scales that shimmer with their own dark radiance. A trunk-like torso gives way to stocky legs. At certain angles they seem to merge into a single column similar to a snake. It has four arms, except for when it has six – and then two and then twelve and then they’re not arms at all, but tentacles. The head is a gaping chasm of teeth and forked tongue surrounded by a lion’s mane of mottled skin. It’s dizzying and hard to look at. Confusing and chaotic. The only constant is its ugliness.

I charge at it, because I’m just that dumb. Hey, only the good die young.

It dips to the side, cobra-quick, and its tail snaps out like the crack of a whip. I take the hit square in my ribs and I’m lifted off my feet, flying back across the room. My breath flees from my lungs, my head slams back into a wall. I bite my tongue and taste copper.

“Rude,” I gasp.

Scrambling up to snatch my knife from where I dropped it mid-flight, I steal strength from its macabre magic. Even still, regaining my feet takes effort and time I don’t have to spare. The nightmare’s turned its attention back to Scott. He’s finally awake and sitting up his bed. Pale, frightened, and totally out of his league. Considering we were dealing with his worst nightmare in every literal sense of the word, I cut him some slack. I’m a good person.

I roll forward and rake my cursed blade along the creature’s side on my way. It rears and screams again. Dimly I hear footsteps and distant shouting.

“What the hell is that thing?” Scott asks, eyes locked on the beastie like a man entranced. Oh good, he can talk. I was starting to wonder. I duck around the nightmare and stick myself in between it and him.

“Don’t ask me. It’s your childhood trauma,” I say, hefting my knife and gauging distance. “Now shut up, don’t die, and for god’s sake put on some pants.”

I lunge and bury my knife in the thing’s throat. I’m liking my odds less and less when it still finds the strength to knock my grip loose and drop me on my ass. More blood drips down on me, igniting nerve endings everywhere it touches my skin. Let’s recap. I have spunk, pizzazz, seven spells and a cursed knife on my side. It has burning blood, a build like a freight train, and claws and fangs that seem to multiply every time I look at it. It leans forward and roars its hostility right in my face.

Also, it has halitosis.

A swipe of its many tentacle-arms knocks me back and to the side again. I land on the floor, staring up at the bookshelf. It’s tricky reading the titles from my upside-down vantage point, but I hazily make out the collected works of one H.P. Lovecraft. That explains a lot.

“You know, there are worse things in the world than being a cliché,” I complain, glowering over my shoulder at Scott. He has the decency to look ashamed, over where he’s huddled on the other side of the desk. Course, I’m sure he has no idea what he’s ashamed of, but my tone conveys the point rather well, I think. “Seriously. The dumb jock thing. Just give it a try.”

Mano a mano isn’t working out too well for me so I switch tactics. I toss a quick ‘Hail Mary’ skyward, kick off my shoes and chant the most powerful – and dangerous – of my seven spells. It’s a nasty little sucker I bartered for in the second sphere, the Circle of Fire. I rattle off short, harsh syllables that climb reluctantly from the base of my throat, guttural utterances that were never meant to be made by a human voice. I dip my fingers in moonlight and etch glowing hieroglyphics in the air – they hang there for a moment, sharply luminescent in the seconds before they fade to black.

Staccato snaps and pops ring out. The alarm clock short circuits. Streetlights flicker and die. Every electronic in a fifty meter radius develops a sudden terminal illness and the air feels flooded. Thick and heavy with static as thousands of wayward electrical impulses conduct themselves through the atmosphere to me. I dig my toes into the heavy carpet and feel the hair on my head stand on end. Then I’m running, my nervous system supercharged with too much speed and power to contain long. I duck past the nightmare’s swinging arms – it might as well be lumbering at tortoise speed – and plant a single palm flat on its back.

My touch hits it like a thunderbolt, lightning barreling down the synapses in my arm and ripping into it with hurricane fury. It squeals and goes airborne, crashing into the desk and reducing it to kindling. Scott falls back, mouth open, and smoke wisps up from the creature’s motionless body.

For a second, I dare to hope it’s dead. It would be really awesome for me if it were. That was my most powerful offensive spell and using it comes with a one in ten chance of killing the spellcaster. So, you know. I’d really like to not have to use it again, please.

The nightmare heaves itself to its feet-tail, sending spears of desk turned firewood flying about the room. Some of the shrapnel heads my way and I cover my eyes. Splinters gouge at my palms. I peek past my fingers, and in a blur of motion the creature crosses the room and throws itself through the window. It rips through the blinds and shards of glass fountain into the hot summer night. The darkness outside swallows it whole.

“I hate you,” I casually inform the universe.

I pick past debris and make for the window. Or what’s left of it anyways. The house is on a hill, high enough elevation that glass from the window is still showering to the ground below. Chiming, delicate drops of crystal rain. City lights gleam from one horizon to the next. A pitch-black shadow makes its way across distant rooftops, dark even against the darkness, like a spreading oil stain spilling towards the downtown metropolis. Lovely.

“What the hell is going on?” Scott finally finds his voice again, but I have no time to soothe his shattered nerves or offer an introductory course on Things That Go Bump in the Night 101. I run my hands through my frizzy, static-damaged hair.

“That was disgusting, you need therapy, and the pants thing was not a suggestion,” I inform him, bending to retrieve my knife. Scott flushes and grabs the sheet off the bed. He doesn’t even try and peek at my ass. A piece of the Scott Kinley puzzle clicks into place, and I feel a tiny bit better.

“Hey, quick question. Are you gay?”

His jaw drops, but he recovers fairly quickly. “What – how did you – I mean, why?”

I shrug. “No reason. Just won a bet with myself is all.”

Hey, it’s the little things in life. I turn back to the window and track the nightmare’s course. Picking a rooftop a few buildings ahead of it, I prick my thumb and whisper a spell from the seventh sphere, the Celestial Circle. I sketch bloody sigils in the moonbeams cascading through the open window. They turn pale and faint and I grab their remnants like door handles. The silver light parts, a gauzy curtain opening on a window to a distant rooftop far below.

I cast a sigh at the bewildered boy behind me and step through. It’s probably for the best. Like I said, I’m kinda not dating right now anyways.

The curtain falls shut behind me and I resume my hunt.

#Burning Daylight #kalen writes things sometimes

5 notes · View notes

misssophiachase · 5 years

Note

Klaroline prompt. The mikealson dont believe klaus has an American girlfriend until she shows up one day. To visit him

Thank you, luv! I’ve decided to do this one early because we have a public holiday so I have some time. Hope you like my take : )

Is She Really Going Out With Him

Christmas Eve, Oxford UK

“So, now we’ve littered the room with wrapping paper and gorged on presents we probably didn’t need, I say we eat. I’m starving.”

“Mostly your presents we didn’t need and you’re always starving, Kol,” Rebekah growled. “And in case you’re wondering, beef jerky and a lottery scratch ticket isn’t a real present.”

“You won’t be saying that when you win the lottery, sister,” he grinned. “And I fully expect a cut of the winnings.”

“I’m sure you will even if it was supposedly a gift,” Klaus quipped.

“Hence why I didn’t get you a lottery ticket,” Kol shot back.

“No, just this lovely pair of Christmas socks,” he replied. “It’s nice to know that you care so much about the wellbeing of my feet during the cold, winter months.”

“See? At least Niklaus appreciates my gifts.”

“On the contrary, Kol, I am completely enamored with the Christmas themed coasters,” Elijah offered, his expression deadpan.

“They have Christmas Carol lyrics on the back too,” he mused. “I knew you’d appreciate the thought that went into the gift. I remember how much you loved singing carols.”

“I’m starting to worry that our younger brother Kol has been switched with a robot who has no recollection of our childhood,” Rebekah offered. “It’s like some weird apocalyptic Christmas movie where the lead character forgets his past and heads to the nearest convenience store at the last minute to forage for gifts.”

“Oh, you mean like Die Hard? I always liked that Hans Gruber, completely misunderstood.”

“He may have been an evil terrorist but I bet Hans Gruber had better taste in gifts,” Elijah commented.

“This conversation has taken a very weird turn but I can’t help but agree, he’d definitely splurge on good sausage, not imitation beef jerky.” Klaus shrugged his shoulders thinking that even with their strange quirks it was nice to feel like a real family.

The sass between the siblings was sharp at the best of times but it was all they knew. Although born to meager beginnings in rural England, the Mikaelsons had made the best of their lives around the world. Elijah an IT expert in Silicon Valley, Rebekah a publicist in New York and Kol an up and coming film producer in London.

Klaus had chosen to take a different route, staying in their hometown of Oxford and teaching at the local primary school. For someone with a double degree in law and economics, it was a strange choice but Klaus was happy to follow in his mother's footsteps, something his siblings didn’t understand.

The doorbell rang making them look towards it curiously. “Who is missing? Henrik is staying at college over the holidays because he’s apparently too cool for us,” Rebekah offered.

“Maybe it’s Father Christmas, I have been nice this year.” That comment from Kol made the siblings look back at him in disbelief. “For the most part.”

“If you’d read any literature, you’d know Father Christmas comes down the chimney, not the front door.”

“You really have been teaching children too long, Niklaus,” Kol said with an added eye roll.

“Says the guy who thinks Father Christmas is at our front door,” he muttered, making his way towards the interest. Klaus wasn’t expecting what was coming next.

She had thrown herself into his arms before he could properly react but she felt so good. Just like coming home. As he inhaled her floral perfume, Klaus knew it had been too long and realized just how much he’d missed Caroline.

“I’m sorry,” Kol interrupted, tapping him on the shoulder and breaking the spell. “This doesn’t look much like Father Christmas.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment I suppose,” Caroline replied, placing a lingering kiss on Klaus’ cheek and raising her eyes in his brother’s direction. “You must be Kol.”

“I see my reputation precedes me,” he smirked. “You look very familiar, darling.”

“That’s because she’s Caroline Forbes, the Hollywood actress,” Rebekah shared approaching them. “But why she’s here and embracing Nik I have no idea.”

“Is there something you haven’t told us, Nikalus?” Elijah asked curiously. When his stuffy, older brother was interested Klaus knew he couldn’t avoid the interrogation.

9 months earlier

“Good evening, Miss...”

“Forbes,” she answered, shaking his hand, her gaze unwavering at the classroom door. “I’m here to discuss Benjamin.”

“Benjamin Forbes?”

“Is there another Benjamin Forbes?”

“No, I’ve just met his parents previously and they are not you.”

“I’m his aunt slash godmother,” she admitted. “My brother and sister-in-law are unavailable tonight so asked me to fill in.”

“Really?”

“Do I need to provide identification? Because I have it on me even if I’m years younger than the DMV thinks I am,” she shot back, producing her credentials. Klaus was trying to ignore just how stunning she looked even in an indignant mood.

“No, the reason I questioned it was because Benjamin is in quite a bit of trouble and I assumed his parents would want to discuss that.”

“Define trouble,” she replied, her steely, blue eyes sizing him up. Klaus knew exactly who this mystery woman was but had no intention of playing favorites, even if she was beautiful.

“I can get you a dictionary if you’d like, Ms. Forbes, but I think we both know trouble means trouble. He’s definitely a curious kid but has no malicious intentions. Benjamin freed all of the class pets, including the rabbits, guinea pigs and silkworms.”

“I get that wasn’t cool and if any creature died I’d be willing to rectify the situation.”

“They didn’t thankfully. Benjamin will no doubt be an admirable, animal protection warrior when he grows up but it seems entirely too convenient that his parents have left a mysterious aunt in charge.”

“Wow, twenty years later I still feel so guilt-ridden at parent-teacher interviews.”

“Repressed memories?”

“I really wish the worst thing I did was free the animals,” she gulped, sending him a knowing smile. “I might have been brought here under false circumstances by my sneaky nephew but given the supposed crime, I’m probably the proudest aunt ever.”

“Stop suffocating her,” Elijah chided bringing him back to real life. “If she likes Niklaus, probably against her better judgment, we don’t want to scare her away with all of this poking and prodding.”

“Wow, I love just how well my family sells my attributes.”

“Says the guy who doesn’t apparently have a girlfriend but yet Caroline Forbes shows up.”

“Well, to be honest...” Klaus began.

“I wasn’t supposed to be here at all,” she offered. “So, I’m sorry to gatecrash your festivities. My filming schedule changed and turns out I had five free days and I couldn’t help but arrive unannounced on my boyfriend’s doorstep.”

Klaus felt his insides stir knowing that her admission was everything he’d been hoping for since they’d met.

“So, what are your thoughts on Die Hard, Caroline?” Kol asked curiously.

“Hans Gruber got a totally bad rap,” she murmured.

“Welcome to the family, darling,” he grinned. “I think this calls for a drink and a celebratory screening.”

#is she really going out with him #klaroline drabbles #klaroline fanfiction #denialapple #misssophiachase #cute prompt #thank you

31 notes · View notes

zelda-world-blog1 · 5 years

Text

Bring Back your ex lover +256788811388

Zelda Love and money quick spell caster +256788811388, magic ring available worldwide. Banishing Spells – Easy Free Love Spells – Free Witchcraft Spells – Strong Lost Love Spells in SINGAPORE – SLOVAKIA – SLOVENIA – SOLOMON ISLANDS – SOMALIA – SOUTH AFRICA – SOUTH KOREA – SOUTH SUDAN – SPAIN – SRI LANKA – SUDAN – SURINAME Native Spell Healer – spiritual herbalist doctor – African traditional healers – astrologer – in Pretoria – South Africa – Johannesburg – Canada – Angola – East Africa – US – UK – Durban – cape town – Swaziland – Florida – Namibia – Zambia – worldwide How To Bring Back Lost Love – Love Potions Spells – Return Lost Love – No 1 spell caster that works in Johannesburg Money Spells That Really Work – Magic Ring for money – Spells For Money in Johannesburg Lottery Spells In Australia,Malta,Kenya,UK,Africa Most powerful lottery spells caster in World, Africa,Europe,Australia,Bahrain,Bahamas,UK Lottery winning spells – Gambling spells that work Lottery Spells. How to Use Black Magic for Lottery Numbers Lottery Spells, Win Lottery Spells, Casting Lotto Spell, Money Love Spells – Free Magic Spells Love Spells: Cast a Powerful Free Love Spell to Make Someone Love u Witchcraft spells casters online, in South Africa, Johannesburg inanda, Northgate, Northcliff, northriding, Love spells caster $ spiritual healer in South Africa, Johannesburg, Cape Town, Sandton, USA, UK, Norway, Bahrain Registered traditional healers in South Africa Powerful voodoo love spells in brunei- Kuwait, Norway,world,Africa Powerful Love Spells that work -By Africa’s Leading Spell Caster Black Magic Spell – Revenge Spells – Break up Spell – Hex Removal Spells – Evil Spirits Banishment Spell in Johannesburg – Cape Town – Pretoria MAGIC RING TO GRANT ALL YOUR WISHES – SWAZILAND – SWEDEN – SWITZERLAND – SYRIA – TAIWAN – TAJIKISTAN – TANZANIA – THAILAND – TIMOR-LESTE – TOGO – TONGA – TRINIDAD AND TOBAGO – TUNISIA – TURKEY – TURKMENISTAN – TUVALU – UGANDA – UKRAINE – UNITED ARAB EMIRATES – UNITED KINGDOM – URUGUAY – UZBEKISTAN – VANUATU – VENEZUELA – VIETNAM – YEMEN – ZAMBIA – ZIMBABWE Lottery Spells In UK,United kingdom,America,California Lottery Spells, Spells for Lottery, Gambling Spells, Win Lotto Powerful Money spells caster in world,Africa, Germany,Netherlands,Turkey Money Spells Caster – Wealth spells that work Mama Salmah Powerful Spell Caster In South Africa Money Spell – Prof Mondo Powerful Spells Caster Powerful Traditional Healer in South Africa, Johannesburg, Africa and world Powerful Money spells caster in world,Africa, Germany,Netherlands,Turkey Powerful voodoo love spells in brunei- Kuwait, Norway,world,Africa LOTTERY SPELLS CASTER IN AUSTRALIA, CANADA, USA, UK BY MAMA SALMAH Real Money Spells Caster With Powerful Money Spells LOTTERY SPELLS THAT WORK FAST POWERFUL LOVE SPELLS THAT WORK FAST BY MAMA SALMAH Powerful Spells Caster / Real black magic that work fast in World,Africa,Australia,UK,USA,Bahamas POWERFUL SPELLS CASTER, TRADITIONAL HEALING, BLACK MAGIC RITUALS EURO MILLIONS LOTTERY WINNING SPELL, USA MEGA MILLIONS LOTTERY WINNING SPELL, AUSTRALIAN LOTTERY WINNING SPELL POWERFUL SPELLS CASTER, POWERFUL LOVE SPELLS THAT WORK FAST POWERFUL SPELLS CASTER IN THE WORLD, BAHAMAS, BAHRAIN BY MAMA SALMAH POWERFUL SPELLS CASTER IN AUSTRALIA, CANADA, USA, UK POWERFUL LOTTERY SPELLS IN AUSTRALIA, AUSTRIA, CANADA, BAHRAIN LOTTERY SPELLS CASTER IN AUSTRALIA, IRELAND, CANADA, USA, UK BY MAMA SALMAH POWERFUL LOVE SPELLS CASTER IN AUSTRALIA, WORLD, AFRICA, CANADA POWERFUL MONEY SPELLS CASTER IN AUSTRALIA, AFRICA, EUROPE, GERMANY, NORWAY POWERFUL WITCHCRAFT SPELLS CASTER ONLINE, IN THE WORLD, AFRICA, CANADA, BAHAMAS, DUBAI BY MAMA SALMAH POWERFUL LOVE SPELLS CASTER IN THE WORLD, AFRICA, AUSTRALIA, CANADA, USA, UK POWERFUL MONEY SPELLS CASTER IN THE WORLD, AFRICA, CANADA, USA, UK POWERFUL NKENKWE MAGIC RING SPELLS CASTER IN THE WORLD, AFRICA, AUSTRALIA, CANADA, USA, UK POWERFUL BRING BACK LOST LOVER SPELLS CASTER IN THE WORLD, AFRICA, AUSTRALIA, CANADA, USA, UK Trusted Money Spells Caster / Powerful Money Spells Caster In World / Europe / Norway,Germany / Africa, Namibia, USA,UK,London,Canada,Australia,Singapore,South Africa, Sandton Best Lottery Spells for a Fast Jackpot Money Win Powerful Lottery Winning Spell Caster in the World Europe Germany POWERFUL SPELLS CASTER IN WORLD / AFRICA/ AUSTRALIA MOST POWERFUL LOTTERY SPELLS CASTER IN AFRICA ASIA POWERFUL MONEY SPELLS CASTER IN WORLD /AFRICA POWERFUL MONEY SPELLS THAT WORK FAST ONLINE / LONDON POWERFUL LOVE / LOST LOVE SPELLS CASTER IN WORLD/ AFRICA / EUROPE POWERFUL SPELLS CASTER IN WORLD/ GERMANY / AFRICA BLACK MAGIC EXPERT ONLINE WHEN DO YOU NEED A LOVE SPELL LOVE SPELLS CAST A FREE POWERFUL LOVE SPELL TO MAKE SOMEONE LOVE YOU FREE LOST LOVE SPELLS THAT WORK IMMEDIATELY BIND BROKEN HEARTS POWERFUL LOVE SPELLS IN AUSTRIA NORWAY Beauty Spells DEATH SPELLS Sangoma for money

Registered traditional healers in South Africa

Legit spells casters in Africa,world,Johannesburg

Traditional healers in Soweto

Lottery spell that work immediately

Black Magic Spell – Revenge Spells – Break up Spell – Hex Removal Spells – Evil Spirits Banishment Spell in Johannesbug – Cape Town – Pretoria

Powerful Money Spell – Success Magic Spells- Attract a Better Job in Johannesburg

lost love spells – love spells – bring back lost love spells – win back your love in Johannesburg

Money doubling spell – lottery spells that works fast – wealth spell service – Getting Money Within Few Days – win the lotto money in south africa johannesburg

Love spells that actually work – Long Distance Love Spells – Bring Back My Love – in Johannesburg – USA – Middle East

Gay Relationship Spell – Best Love Portion – Best Effective Marriage Spells – Herbalist bring Back lover in Austraria – Norway – Johannesburg – Usa – Uk – Kenya – Zimbabwe

Get Back Ex Boyfriend – Stop Cheating Love – illuminati secrete society – free spell caster online in Johannesburg – Ghana – Zimbabwe – Cape Town – Eastern Cape – Uganda

Lost Lover Spell – Get Back Lost Love – Free Love Spell – How To Cast Love Spell – Lost Love in Johannesburg – Canada – America – Uganda – South Africa

spell doctor – marriage spells that really work – Free love spell – spell to fix relationship – Best Love Portion in Australia – Johannesburg – South Africa – America

money lottery wallet – where to find money magic – online spell caster – witchcraft to make one Rich in South Africa – Johannesburg – Kenya – Uganda – Cape town – Ghana – Africa

Money Spells That Really Work – Magic Ring for money – Spells For Money in johannesburg

How To Bring Back Lost Love – Love Potions Spells – Return Lost Love – No 1 spell caster that works in Johannesburg

Native Spell Healer – spiritual herbalist doctor – African traditional healers – astrologer – in Pretoria – South Africa – Johannesburg – Canada – Angola – East Africa – US – UK – Durban – cape town – Swaziland – Florida – Namibia – Zambia – worldwide

Banishing Spells – Easy Free Love Spells – Free Witchcraft Spells – Strong Lost Love Spells in SINGAPORE – SLOVAKIA – SLOVENIA – SOLOMON ISLANDS – SOMALIA – SOUTH AFRICA – SOUTH KOREA – SOUTH SUDAN – SPAIN – SRI LANKA – SUDAN – SURINAME