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yourwitchybrother · 5 months ago

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On Worshipping Lord Apollo;

I've decided to start a little series about the deities I worship, have worshipped, and will worship in the future. I've always found posts like these to be more helpful and, if I can help anyone, I think this is an amazing way to to so. In this post, I'm going to cover a lot, so buckle up! And I will make a master post for all of the posts I make in this series.

First up! Lord Apollo.

Hands down, he is the deity with whom I have the most experience and personal anecdotes. Apollo has been in my life since the very beginning. I go into a little bit more detail in this post, in which I detail how I view him as a worshipper, my patron, and a godspouse. For information's sake, however, I will try to keep this post a little bit more factual than UPG. UPG stands for "Unverified personal gnosis", which refers to a spiritual belief that stems from intuition or personal spiritual experience. So, while UPG may seem to line up with mythos or just "make sense" for the deity, it varies from practitioner to practitioner and from relationship to relationship. With that being said, I'll focus mostly on the facts with some little bit of advice thrown in from your older brother :)

Correspondences!

First, let's talk correspondences. Consider this a little cheat sheet if you will.

☀︎ You can refer to him by Apollo / Apollon, typically he will clarify which. Many regard him as "Lord Apollo/n", though it is fully dependent on your relationship with him. I drop the Lord unless I'm praying or invoking him, such is the nature of our relationship. For the sake of this post, I shall be referring to him formally as Lord Apollo.

☀︎ He has... a lot of epithets. You can view them here (theoi.com) if you'd like to see a full list.

☀︎ Apollo is typically associated with Sunday, and such is associated with the Sun.

☀︎ He has many sacred animals - The raven, dolphin, swan, mouse, and wolves.

☀︎ Tarot-wise, he is associated primarily, and most commonly, with The Sun. He has also been associated with The Star, though I do not see this one in many sources.

☀︎ He is the God of a plethora of things. The Sun (he is responsible for pulling it across the sky), Light, Poetry, Music, the arts, plague, prophecy, logic and reason, truth, beauty, agriculture, and archery. I am sure I'm missing things. And if you know other deities to be associated similarly, that is okay. Many Gods can share domains and rule over certain things.

☀︎ He is associated with the colors red, white, orange, yellow, and gold!

☀︎ Symbolically, he is related to the Sun, the Lyre, the Bow and Arrow, and the Laurel Wreath.

☀︎ For incense, he is linked to frankincense, myrrh, cypress, clove, cinnamon, and bay.

But that is a lot of correspondence. What can we do with these? Why, I'm glad you asked! With this list of correspondences, we can start to worship Apollo by the book. These would be some more traditional things that would assist you in learning what you want to offer him, what to associate with him, and what you should keep an eye out for. In a later section, I go over some familial ties that can prove useful as well.

Apollo, as an individual

Lord Apollo has typically been regarded as a "beginner deity." He is very easy to work with, incredibly receptive, and is universally known as being a little more laid back with things such as offerings, prayer, and worship. Though I've found all deities to be understanding of circumstance, there is no strict schedule unless you decide to adhere to one.

At the start of our relationship, I found Lord Apollo's energy to be rather bright. I was very new to picking up on spiritual energy and the metaphysical, so his energy felt very overbearing, and we did not spend much in-person time together because of this. He was understanding of my limitations, but he did not hesitate to push these limitations as much as he could for my personal development. This is something he continues to do to this day.

While he does tend to carry himself rather relaxed and carefree, he has no issue being serious and stern whenever needed. If there were signs he was sending me and I would intentionally ignore them because they pointed in directions I did not like, he would respond sternly and ferociously, forcing me to face the negative sooner or figuratively shoving my nose in the signs so I couldn't avoid it. If I needed to face a brutally honest truth, he had no issue being brutally honest. This makes sense, considering he is the God of Truth and Knowledge.

Lord Apollo is also very playful. He's easily excitable. He loves seeing the people he works with make good progress. And if you take a few steps back, depending on your relationship, he is absolutely there to catch you. He is reliable and present. Additionally, he likes attention. He absolutely adores being talked about, thought about, referenced, and thanked. He adores being said good morning to, or even just getting a wave. Some people regard such deities as "high maintenance", but I really just consider it part of his character.

You have every right to decline to work with a deity, by the way. Don't feel as though there's any obligation to work with every deity that is considered "of your skill level", as there is no such thing, and you should only work with a deity once you are ready. The Old Gods do not come with stats above their head and white text that says "PREFERRED LEVEL." They are Gods. You should not get involved with them if you do not feel ready. And even if you feel ready, there is no pressure to invite them into your life.

Worshipping Tips!

This one is a bit lengthy. Apollo, being one of the twelve Olympians, has a lot of lore surrounding him. But this gives us a lot to work with! You can devote time to him in a lot of ways. This involves worshipping or leaving offerings to his family!

His mother is Leto, his father is Zeus, and his twin sibling is Artemis. Familially, he is not married to anyone, but he has had a series of lovers. One account says he was, at one point, a lover to Hekate and together they had Skylla, a sea monster. Though this is unusual. He was said to be a lover to each of the Nine Muses but married none. He fell in love with a myriad of nymphs; Aethusa who birthed Eleuther, Akakallis who birthed him twins Philanderos and Philakides, Daphne who was turned into a laurel tree, and more. There's famously Hyacinthous, a prince, who was accidentally killed. Hymenaeus, another prince, and Cyparisus, another prince, who died of grief and was transformed into the cypress tree.

This gives us a whole lot to work with. Especially for offerings! You can leave him a lot of things:

☀︎ Cypress tree leaves or seeds. ☀︎ Bay leaves ☀︎ Laurel leaves ☀︎ Sun imagery - charms, pictures, drawings, anything. ☀︎ Crystals - Sunstone, citrine, tiger's eye, amber, bumblebee jasper, orange selenite, carnelian, and other yellow, red, or orange stones. ☀︎ Coffee, energy drinks, or anything with caffeine in it. ☀︎ Citrus! Oranges and lemons! Grapefruit! ☀︎ Flowers - Hyacinths, sunflowers, orange roses, larkspur/delphinium, palm, aloe, or any plant that reminds you of him. ☀︎ Instruments - String instruments are the main thing people offer, however you can offer him any instrument. ☀︎ Art - Things you made. Drawings, sculptures, compositions, poetry, paintings, song lyrics, photography, literally anything you made with your two hands.

In terms of what you can do to worship him, there are a few things you can do.

☀︎ Maintain your physical and mental health. Go to the gym, take your medicine, and positively affirm yourself. ☀︎ Sing for or with him. Play an instrument. Learn an instrument! ☀︎ Write short stories or poetry. ☀︎ Go outside and bask in the sun for a little while. ☀︎ Say Good Morning and Goodnight; Thank him for pulling the sun across the sky. ☀︎ Write about him. ☀︎ Draw him offerings, or draw in his honor. Create in his honor. ☀︎ Do a paint-and-sip class, or follow a Bob Ross tutorial. ☀︎ Pick up a new creative hobby. ☀︎ Volunteer at a local hospital or nursing home. ☀︎ Grow some of the plants that are sacred to him! ☀︎ Go to your local museum or art gallery. ☀︎ Support small artists! Support local artists! ☀︎ Create a hymn in his name and honor. ☀︎ Wear jewelry with his symbols on it. I wear a sun necklace! ☀︎ Wear perfumes or colognes that are citrus-scented or scented like any of his preferred incense.

At the end of the day, you can really do whatever you want for Lord Apollo if it reminds you of him. And you can give him whatever you want, so long as it reminds you of him. If you think that it may not mean anything to him, let me give you a bit of brotherly insight. Offerings were left for The Old Gods as a thank you. A form of appreciation for the divine from the physical, mortal plane. People left whatever they had. And if they had nothing, they would pray and hope to be heard. While offerings are not optional, remember that your words count, as well. Even if it seems small.

And if you have any questions, as usual, please ask!! I love talking about Apollo. Not only am I godspoused to him but he's one of my biggest hyperfixations and I absolutely love talking about him and spreading his teachings and information on him. So this is me begging you to ask me questions, ask me anything, literally anything in the comments or in my inbox I will eat it up. Maybe I'll open up a brotherly advice box or something. Non lo so, ma vedremo!

Blessed be, and may the sun be your guide! A domani!

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mymelx · 6 months ago

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Do you have a master list?

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Thank you for asking! 💓

Masterlist 💌

Ryomen Sukuna

(I write about him and his concubine in the Heian era. Not in the modern era)

Breast soreness

Breastfeeding your newborn

Ovulating

You're sick

His favorite

Pregnant with his child

Simon Ghost Riley

After an argument with older fiancé Simon

His wife is injured

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cloveroctobers · 6 months ago

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JEY USO x BLACK! READER — Spring Writings 🩵

A/N: I took a stab at writing for roman and now here I am doing the same for jey? Except this one isn’t strongly plot based…Wish me luck! I’m new to the scene so I apologize if this isn’t in his character…But I think I got it? We’ll see 😆

PROMPTS ARE FROM HERE + HERE & I’m using: “did you seriously use the last of the milk for this?” “i thought it would taste good!” + “well i put it on the grocery list!” “i didn’t think i needed the list!” “you clearly did!!” + “i can’t find the remote.” “i’m actually going to kill you.” 1. “But look, this is on sale!”

WARNINGS: language + just doing typical bickering couple things.

☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎

In the near future, you wanted to advocate for detaching your head (not on some Black mirror type shit, although you knew there was a 70% chance that it could go that route) and leaving it to get any protective style for yourself, sisters, brothers, and non-binaries while you went about your business before you came back to collect your freshly did head. You originally wanted to go in with some straight backs with the water wave left out towards the ends but switched to boho locs last minute.

Thankfully you had that type of relationship with your stylist so she didn’t mind much.

You were always down to try something new and been contemplating getting some locs after a few of your family members been on their journey for years now. Tending to your head nearly everyday was a hassle especially as a routine to go into the world and work. Hair had a mind of its own and it didn’t need to be explained, if you know, you know.

The last thirty minutes of your appointment, you were reaching out to your husband to see what was on the menu at home or if you needed to pick something up. The snacks your go to girl provided only held up for so long and when Jey told you that he had a taste for Kopai, basically hinting that would be for lunch or dinner—when Jey threw down he made enough for both occasions—you sat up a bit in the driver’s seat, one hand on the wheel, while you floated through the streets to get back home.

When you unlocked the white security gate to the bright russet orange home (Jey picked the exterior color and you weren’t crazy about it but at least it stood out from the other homes, which was his main goal), you were already hit with a whiff of spices, thanks to the breezy San Francisco spring air and found the petal pink front door wide open. Which made you quirk up a brow but you were too famished to think too hard about it as you quickly made your way through the small entry way into the master bedroom to toss your things onto the bed.

You sighed with a shake of your head as you made your way up the stairs, hearing Jey listening to Kendrick’s disses on loop again but you also ignored that as you made your way to the right where the kitchen and living room sat. Sneaking behind the man on your toes like swiper, you slapped a hand and squeezed his backside in greeting while Jey legit yelped and yanked himself away.

Grinning at him innocently you say, “why are your clappers clenched?”

Jey sucked his teeth while you attempted to hide your laughter, “yo, what I tell you about doing that man? That’s my job to do to you, not other way around.”

“I thought we believed in equality in this house?” You placed your hands on your hips while Jey just huffed.

You moved towards the stove, where Jey was hovering over. The soup pot was there, steaming but the aroma wasn’t giving Kopai. While jey was distracted on his phone again, mumbling to himself and nodding his head—possibly the lyrics—you snatched up a spoon to dip into the pot.

Wincing against the temperature on your tongue, you managed to get the food down after chewing and sucking air into your mouth. That was enough to get Jey’s attention as he looked at you with a straight face, annoyed that you went and sampled.

“This is not giving dumpling…where are the dumplings?” You managed to get out after your last chew.

Jey folded his muscular arms honestly replying, “that’s because there isn’t any.”

“Huh? But it’s Samoan Sunday.” Which meant each Sunday included something from Jey’s culture, sometimes combined with soul food, depending on what y’all were in the mood for.

Jey lifted his chin, “turns out it’s a whatever’s in the fridge day. That you just rudely sampled behind my back without giving me any proper love by the way, it’s spicy chicken and rice chowder.”

Scrunching up your face, you popped your tongue in distaste at the aftermath. Now that you knew what it was, it could explain this foul after taste because something wasn’t adding up.

“Joshua.”

“Oh here you go,” Jey threw his hands up in the air, “If I wanted another food critic, I’d just call your damn father.”

Your father has his own successful restaurant here in California and back up North where you were originally from. Majority of the time if your family was over, Jey did everything in his power not to be the one who was solely on food duty because your father was very critical especially when it came to food.

That’s that Virgo shit.

“Chowder includes milk right?” You didn’t get the culinary trait but you watched enough cooking competitions and attended plenty to know the basics. You weren’t the biggest fan of seafood, although that was the common type of chowder, there was no seafood in this dish.

It still didn’t taste right to you.

And Jey usually knew what to do in the kitchen, more so on the grill but still he got by and knew Gordon Ramsey would approve of at least a few of his dishes. If not? His bitch ass could certainly see Jey’s hands. Not your pops though, he wasn’t messing with him at all.

Jey scoffed, “yeah.”

“Hey, I’m not feeling your attitude.” You addressed over your shoulder as you went to the fridge to open up.

Jey shot back, “well I’m not feelin’ you sneaking and holdin’ two handfuls of my ass but here we are.”

It was one hand but whatever fed his ego.

He was really about to bring the hangry out of you if he kept it up to be honest. Your hands went to the top shelf, immediately spotting the now empty glass milk bottle. Yanking it out, you held it up in the air for your husband to see.

“Did you seriously use the last of the milk for this?” You questioned, one hand on your hip now.

He blinked between you and the glass and then back again, “I thought it would taste good!”

Your eye twitched, “With expired milk, Josh?!”

He scrunched up his face at this news, “be for real,” he starts as he makes his way towards you to grab the glass, “…how was I supposed to know?”

Jey’s fingers quickly unscrewed the silicone dispenser cap to take a sniff of the inside and recoiled.

“By doing that like you normally do.” You respond, “also there’s a label on the back that aways gets written with the expiration date.”

Jey snarled, “Why can’t we just keep the damn carton instead of this aesthetically pleasing bullshit?”

“That’s rich coming from Mr. Leo the flashy asshole himself.” You tilted your head to the side, sending him the same type of energy.

“Why am I catching strays?” Jey pounded on his chest, voice naturally booming off the walls, “it’s my fault I like nice things?”

‘And that I tried to cook us a meal?’ He thinks to himself.

“No but it’s mine?” You repeat his motions, pointing at your own chest while Jey sighs, “I tried to remind you this morning before I left, that the milk needed to be dumped.”

Jey scratches at his ear with his lips pushed out in thought, “I heard none of that.”

“Well, I put it on the grocery list!” Your voice went up now and you can only blame your hunger.

Jey slides the bottle onto the white surface of the pale blue counter, “I didn’t think I needed the list!”

“You clearly did!” You laugh humorlessly at the fact that you just ate partially spoiled food.

It was funny how your husband picked and chose what he wanted to remember. Granted it was pretty early when you told him this, waking him up from his snoring slumber as you pecked his cheek on your way out. Last night in bed he said he would hit the store for a few quick items you needed for the house and milk was the first thing on the list. He didn’t remember that but he knew you had a hair appointment since he insisted on paying for it, he always loved your fro and didn’t mind seeing you change it up.

He was very vocal if he didn’t like a look either, even if you were pranking him a few times with stiff wigs from Tyler Perry Amazon, which caused many more lashings from the both of you that it sometimes got personal. The both of you could take the shit talking from each other but once it actually stung just a little too much? And if it happened to occur in front of family? Oh the silent treatment was more lethal than the actual words.

“Now I see why your ass was so clenched when I came in here. You were trying to poison me, or encourage me to go vegan, my own got damn husband.” You scoffed while Jey rolled his eyes at your dramatics and that was saying a lot, since he was the number one Thespian.

He makes the noise of a buzzer, “wrong answer forehead! My fatty is too well rounded for it to be clenched. Especially if it was glute day yesterday. There’s no high booties around here and I’m highly offended that you think I would do that to you when you’re my whole heart.”

You stuck your tongue out giving him a thumbs down, “don’t try to butter me up, I’m still aggy and I’m trying to big my back, not make my stomach touch my back.”

And just like that he grins as he moves to grip the sides of your face, “I’m sorry ma, you know I always got you and already have a back up order for dinner if this didn’t turn out too well. Plus, I got something else that could feed your appetite. A appetizer if you really think about it.”

His smile turns devilish now as he moves to place his hips on yours to feel exactly what he’s serving up. You shove at his chest as he goes even further to try and kiss up your neck, “Nope, if you don’t get off me! You’re not getting none of that.”

“Why not? We got at least twenty-five minutes before option B is ready and I can make it work.” He’s chasing after you now.

You’re on the other side of the white and blue island with a shake of your head, “for one, I have no nutrients in my body and it’s really sounding like you want me to cross over to the other side.”

Jey interrupts as he stares at you in all seriousness, “never.”

Holding up fingers you continue, “Two, my laser appointment isn’t until Wednesday.”

Jey caressed his beard in thought licking his lips, “oh word, hump day? That’s even better but fuck all that we grown! Let me get you that jug of fruit water you made and then that ass is mine.”

You laughed, “you think I’m gonna just fold after you deprived me of Kopai? You really done lost your mind and it’s all KDot’s doing.”

“Nah, leave my boy out of this.”

You gasped, “That switch up is crazy.”

‘Guess we know who Jey’s shaking that ass for and it’s not just for me,’ you cackle internally before focusing back on what your husband’s response would be to picking with him. You knew better than to let that slip through your lips because you wouldn’t hear the end of it and your body was already going through it okay!

From getting your hair done and WORKING OUT!

Get your mind out of the gutter you hoes.

“I mean I didn’t say I was going to completely cut BBL—

Your eyes went wide as Jey smacked a hand over his mouth. You pointed at him and hopped up and down to prove your point.

“Be quiet.” He hissed before he made his claim, “I mean sure if im in the car I’ll bump Drake over Kendrick but he had something on his chest so some shit talking needed to be said.”

“And did.”

“Exactly but Drake’s still my guy.” He shrugged.

You shake your head as you pace the floor as if you were analyzing Jey like you were in some courtroom instead of your kitchen, “That’s just like you, taking up for the light skins.”

“Aight now you dragging it.” Jey sent a glower in your direction.

You laugh as you leaned against the counter feeling like a nap but not without facing the issue here, “so…what’s actually on the menu since you lied to me about the Kopai and then flopped the chowder.”

“It wasn’t a complete flop!” Jey argued with a deep furrow of his brows, “the flavor was on point, I just messed up with the dairy portion.”

You stated, “Goat milk would have been superior.”

“Oh hell no, wait until I tell your father about that one.” Jey’s shaking his head in disgust, goat milk was only great for a skincare routine and he could say that based on experience but far as consuming? Jey was good on that.

“Wait until I tell him that you tried to give me food poisoning.” You countered with a heated stare.

Jey deeply inhaled and sucked his teeth, “aight let’s roll before you get my blood pressure up to the point I need to be hospitalized.”

He turns the stove off and moves the pot to the side while it’s your turn to make your way over to the tatted man. You nuzzle your head into the back of shoulders while hugging him, “it’s only fair that we get on each others nerves.”

“You’re lucky I love yo ass.” He mumbles, resting a warm hand on top of your clasped ones.

“And you’re lucky I love you right back and didn’t take a bite out of your behind for depriving me of food.”

Jey scrunched up his nose at that and side eyed as he turned to face you a bit but you held his stare, letting him know that you weren’t joking. “See, I knew it in my spirit that you were one of those kids that liked to bite. I’ve seen baby pictures and that’s something I’ll have to keep in mind when we’re blessed with children.”

“Says the fighter out of the marriage.” You quirk up a brow but Jey just shrugs.

“I own my shit.”

“Whatever bro…where’s your keys?” You remove yourself from Jey to look around the kitchen while the said man follows you.

He buries his forehead against the side of your temple bumping you, “i’m not your bro so I don’t know who you think you’re talking to.”

You push him from your space, “stop playing with me, Joshua. We don’t have time for this!”

“Come correct then.”

You roll your eyes with a flick of your hair, “keys or I’ll go get my own.”

“I’m driving, I don’t need you acting like the streets are Mario kart like you probably did on your way here.” He states before he sarcastically jokes, “You’re not you when you’re hungry.”

Let’s not talk about driving skills…of course you didn’t say that but Jey could tell you were thinking it. So he steps to you, holding out his hand but kept his eyes on you until you placed yours in his. He led the way back downstairs to the front level of the home, keys already in his pocket as he locked up the front of the house before heading to the garage.

There was tension on the first five minutes of the drive but not to the point where you two knew you wouldn’t get past it. You fumbled with the radio as the wind whipped across your profile and before you both know it, you’re both singing along to music from 2018, which was reminiscent back when things were starting to heat up between you two. Back when Jey was inviting you to family barbecues and being too afraid to ask you to be his girl and making an ass out of himself to his family when they questioned what you were.

It was all trial and tribulations that led to your marriage a year later. This bickering was nothing compared to what the both of you dealt with prior. And what’s a perfect marriage?

“By the way, the new look is sexy.” Jey comments as the both of you sit in his car digging into your food.

He chose Japanese…which was satisfactory since you loved the Wagyu beef tacos here and he was tearing into the BamuBamu wings, licking his fingers and everything that you knew his mother would be slapping the back of his head if she was in the backseat.

“Thanks baby, we’ll call this look: Gaia or Alani.” You posed, hands still holding a taco.

Jey nods, “ooo, Gailani is fire! See how I just did that?”

“Hope you come up with better earthy names for our future crotch goblins.” You told him while Jey frowned at you mid-bite.

“No way you just said that.”

Shrugging you say, “I mean I don’t know how pregnancy is going to make me feel so that’s their potential nickname.”

“I mean…how would you feel if I referred you as a gremlin?” Jey questioned, not liking how you were picking on your unborn children already.

Listen to him being the sensitive parent! He cared deeply for his niece and nephew, he also didn’t play when it came to them either so he can only imagine how he would be with his own.

“…I’d blame the children you played a part of helping create. Like child like father.”

“That’s cap and not exactly how that works, that’s right, I paid attention in biology class! You’ll probably start taking it out on me, I’ll have to have doc on speed dial for tetanus shots.” Jey winked at you while you elbowed his arm, “but nah I’ll love y’all through it regardless because like it or not I’m a pretty great guy.”

You snort, “You say that now.”

“I mean it though and I know you know that. I couldn’t have picked a better person to ride through this rollercoaster of life with and the world deserves to have mini versions of us roaming the earth, plus I’m always down to get to practicing.” He winks at you while you shake your head.

“I can tell, you almost leaped over the counter to take me down.”

He pointed, “You started it by grabbing my ass and the new look isn’t helping my urges.”

“Well,” you shrugged with a smirk on your lips, “it’s definitely not happening since you like to pull hair and you didn’t buy the milk.”

“There’s a farmers market right up the street, they got to have some and then will you chill?”

“I’m chill now.” You chew with a smile as you slump into the passenger seat while Jey deeply exhales.

“Yeah, cause you’re spoiled.”

“You made me this way.”

“I know.” Jey smiles at you adoringly before shaking his head, “my own personal pain in my butt.”

“But I do appreciate the effort…although my stomach might feel different in a few hours.” You pout a little, feeling it flip just a smidge.

Jey widens his eyes at you, just hoping that didn’t happen, “nah we getting probiotics or some type of cleanse at this market, let’s go before they close. Seatbelt please.”

“I’m eating.”

The side eye he gives you makes you do so but you hold onto your taco a little tighter in the process. Driving across the street to the open parking lot that sat to the side of where the market was set up, he’s ready to hop out the car, door tossed open, without you since you were still eating but you call out to him to wait for you.

The farmers market was one of your favorite places to be, especially on a Sunday and there was no way he was going without you. He was the main one that said the both of you were always going to be by each other’s sides wherever you went. When it came to grocery shopping, Jey was the type of shopper that wanted to get in and get out. Anything else? Clothes? Cars? He could spend all day there.

Yes he was huffy as you took your time, knowing they were about to start closing up in the next fifteen minutes. You had to search his car for your gum, lipgloss, and micro wallet that you stored in here just in case you didn’t have your purse (which was sitting pretty back at home on your bed) and stole Jey’s car for the day.

“C’mon,” Jey says your name impatiently, “what’re you doing?”

“Where’s my green mini wallet I had stored on the side of the rati?” Your hands are going along the pocket of the black Maserati.

Jey answers, “that little thing? I been took that out and threw it somewhere in your drawer back at the crib. What do you need that for when you’re with me anyway? Let’s go, ma.”

Then he questions why you’re a pain in his butt!

Checking your lips once more, you get out the car dusting off any crumbs from your lap before you circle around the car to intertwine your fingers with Jey’s. You huddle closer to him as the wind is at your backs before you enter through the tarps of set up sections. He’s on a mission while your eyes are wide, trying to look at any and everything to the point he lets go of your hand to keep searching for what you’re mainly here for.

Usually it’s mostly food here but occasionally they’ll have a few clothing, accessories, and even home decor shops set up as well. It really was the best of both worlds when that happened. Jey already knew that you would search for one of those while he stayed where the food was at. He chatted with the elderly man who had his own farm about forty miles from here, got three jugs of milk: oat, goat, and coconut. Along with a nice tip before he bid his farewells then began checking for you around the sizable space.

“Hey baby,” you greet as he eventually finds you at a vendor that wasn’t selling food yet you’re holding a few fruits and fruit juices in your hands, “I got us some more papayas and pineapples. It’s already paid for since the lady took Zelle but I want to show you something else.”

You finally shift the items into the netted bag onto your other wrist as you reach out for Jey’s wrist to drag him back to a few vendors over. It was some shop that was selling antiques and he’s now standing in front of two figurines.

“Wouldn’t this be cute for the mantle above the fireplace?”

Jey glanced at you, “yeah if we wanted to be murdered in our sleep at some point.”

“Joshua!” You shushed him, “I thought they would add more color to the mantle since the fireplace is black.”

“And the marble on the bottom is white along with the rest of the furniture that’s light and the walls except for that one kitchen wall that’s a chalkboard.” The man blinks as he vividly remembers your shared home, “We don’t need anymore unnecessary stuff, especially no dolls that look like annabelle and her possessed friends.” Jey tells you while you frown as he grabs your wrist now.

You’re being dragged away while the woman laughs and sends you a wave as you attempt to persuade him one last time on one other decor piece sitting on a table, “But look, this is on sale!”

Jey mutters, “there’s a reason why majority of her items are. I know evil when i see it.”

“Not the judgement. You don’t know that lady, Josh and you need to stop watching so many scary movies lately, they’re making you so paranoid.” You sassed while you two made it back to his car.

He peeked at you before he grabbed his seatbelt, “did you see her pet possum on the leash sleeping underneath that dusty red chair?”

“Her what?!”

“Uh huh.” He nods, starting the car while going into detail about how the vendor felt off the moment you dragged him closer to it.

By the time the two of you get home, you’re heading into the master bedroom to grab your floral bonnet while Jey heads up stairs with the food. He does the clean up of the soup, finishes up his wings while you eventually make your way upstairs to eat your own food. When you meet Jey’s brown eyes across from the dining table, the both of you share a laugh at your matching low-lidded eyes. The Itis. You’re the first to move, discarding your food since Jey finished way before you and pull at his hand for him to stand.

Wrapping your arms across his shoulders before moving one hand to play with the end of his hair, he leans down to grasp your back before slipping his hands down to your ass to lift you against his hips. “That’s how it should be,” he tells you as you kiss his lips and he makes his way over to the couch.

You warn your husband, “Watch my head, we know how heavy handed you are.”

“I got it, I got it.” Jey mocks as he protects your head, laying you down first before he climbs over you to rest against the couch.

He loops an arm across your shoulders as you move around trying to get comfortable thanks to your new do. Finding that your left is less painful than your right, you face the coffee table, two living chairs, and tv instead while Jey lightly wraps his arm around your neck instead.

And you’re fine just like this, well fed and in the arms of your man ready to get a nap in until…

“I can’t find the remote.” Jey breaks the silence that makes your eyes peel open with a flare of your nostrils.

You want to fling your entire body back but your neck said different, leaving you to only side eye Jey as he sheepishly smiles at you.

“I’m actually going to kill you!” You inform him, “i said leaving the remote in the drawer of the coffee table makes it easier so we don’t have to go crazy looking for it.”

“And I may or may not have done that.” He says nonchalantly, not bothered that he was pushing a button again, “I like to leave it tucked in the cushions along with my leg in there because you know how that stupid thing likes to overheat sometimes and it’s always cold in there.”

Only Jey y’all.

Only Jey.

Once you go quiet and manage to face the brown eyed man again, you smile softly at him as you caressed his face, “that lady at the market that you were shook over, ain’t got shit on me.”

“Whatchu mean? Aye!” Jey yelled as you started to playfully ring his neck.

The only way to get you to stop was for him to slap his hand right on top of your sore head and wiggle it and what did he do that for?

“OW! Why would you—I’m done.”

You hop off the couch and circle around it but not without yanking a pillow and slamming it against Jey’s stomach, “disrespectful ass.”

“So I’m just supposed to take you son-ing me?” Jey sat up on his elbows, grunting at the attack before shoving the pillow to the floor.

You snapped over your shoulder, “I don’t know, I thought you might like that since you like your ass grabbed, although you try to deny it as much as possible.”

“What?! Now you just saying shit.”

“And you’re always doing shit!” You yell back, out of sight now and heading back downstairs.

Jey sighs as he settles back against the couch again, “Where you goin’?”

“To bed!”

“It’s 4pm.”

“Goodnight mullet! You play too much.”

Jey felt his chest bubble with some laughter but said back, “I LOVE YOU!”

“So?!”

“I SAID, I LOVE YOU!” Jey called back out but when he didn’t get any response, he jumped up to his feet and raced down the stairs just to see you laughing waiting to slam the door in his face.

Yet you were too slow, making Jey barge into the room to latch onto your body to pepper your face in kisses.

It was the little things that he did that he knew would get on your nerves (which was mutual) but ultimately you loved that man down no matter what.

Jey could say the same even if you got on his case majority of the time.

You were his everything and more.

☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎༄·❅☘︎ ☀︎

#Spotify #queued #jey uso #jey uso x black reader #jey uso x reader #joshua fatu #Joshua fatu x reader #spring writing

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romanceuntold · 9 days ago

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game time: sort each of your mutuals into the sun, stars, moon house (kind of like Hogwarts lol) 💕

i read this question abt 2bil times thinking it would be an easy task hehe gonna try my best to sort each in the correct house 😊💖

SUN: ☀🌻

@hyunpic ☀ @innielove ☀ @moonsua ☀ @hooned ☀ @briankang ☀ @sungtaro ☀ @usertae ☀ @seungkwan-s ☀ @oomfy ☀ @choiyeonjuns ☀ @isitstraightvodka ☀ @lgbtuan ☀ @doyunhos ☀ @5oobin ☀ @waketoearth ☀ @entans ☀ @bamgeut ☀ @dashingwishes ☀ @junmail ☀ @userjungkook97 ☀

if you're here, that means i personally see you as warmth personified. i have the gut feeling that your presence alone could quite literally lit up an entire world, not just a room. much like your "house" hehe. there's a peaceful "mess" you bring to the table. it's the mess that gets eveyone else hyped up, the type of mess - and joy - that would turn a bad mood into an "I CAN'T WAIT FOR TOMORROW. TOMORROW WILL BE SO GOOD!!!".

you know what "mess" i'm referring to, right? you might not be the most helpful with words alone, but you are the most helpful when it comes to reminding others that, despite this world, they know where to find fun and kindness mixed up. the sun (you) might not be everyone's ultimate favorite, but it's what people miss the most on cold days, it's what people wait for every morning, even if they sometimes take it for guarantee. people will always be waiting for the sun to rise, for the sun-like person to shine through them; like the sun, on summer days, you might be "too much" for some people to bare. but remember that, magic comes around whenever summer light reaches our doorstep. what a GREAT deal it is to be someone's love reminder, huh?

────── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ──────

MOON: 🌙🌷

@jaeyxns 🌙 @yonglixx 🌙 @seonghwasblr🌙 @shorelinnes🌙 @choibeomggyu 🌙 @hyunjinz 🌙 @gwkie 🌙 @crazy-form 🌙@choi-soobin 🌙 @yutito 🌙 @facethesuns 🌙 @twiceland 🌙 @bestleader 🌙 @soujisetas 🌙 @gyusgal 🌙 @deerseungs 🌙 @enha 🌙 @exocean 🌙

now if you're here, you're the opposite of my suns. you're the quiet reminder that no matter what, i cant - and wont - ever be alone in this life. not in the sense of us speaking on the daily basis, reaching out constantly - or at all-. it's not about constant communication. it's about how i SEE you. i see the way you struggle at times, and how you manage to master coming out of it, walking on both feet again, every time. you are STRONG.

the moon reflects the sun's light, that much is true. but it's the moon alone that carries the guidance through the night, when everything else is pitch black. it's the moon that quiets the world just for a split moment, the quietness we all crave from time to time. you worry, you struggle, you walk through life, all alone it seems, wondering if you're only ever worth the effort if someone else's light is reflecting down on you. don't panic. the moon is for the observant ones who will make time to appreciate the raw, cold, silent beauty of the moon - and i'm not talking abt looks. you are enough, you will ALWAYS be enough. for the moon, what a GREAT deal it is to be someone's respite?

────── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ──────

STARS: ✨🌼

to all the mutuals in my list, my small luminous celestial bodies: i can't place 2 or 3 of you alone here. stars shine on their own, but they become artwork altogether. so this is for all the moots. did you know, it is estimated that there are between 200 billion to 2 trillion galaxies just in the observable universe? then we have about 88 constellations in our system, which are either built strategically different from one another so we can admire the invisible lines that self-connect into drawning the cluster-like art palette up in the sky. what would become of a constellation if a single star went missing then? i don't want to know, don't explain it to me.

i know this makes no sense, i've already sorted you guys into your houses hehe but i just wanted to add the third category. i like yapping abt people i like, dont mind me. i actually love you guys. and for the record, this was all just a personal observation based on the energy you guys send my way every time i see u. hope this finds you all well 🫶💕 (btw, to everyone reading this who isn't aware yet: you can tag me in ur stuff, no pressure, just saying hehe...🤞🏼🖐🏼)

#i hope this was ok ajdkagjks #my moots are like the ring n i'm the funny gollum in the specific scene (never watched lotr tbh) 🫶#moots: dont forget to tag me in ur STUFF 😔💕💕💕#mail 💌

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avoxrising · 1 year ago

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Master list as of 1/8/24

©️ Completed

☁︎ Angst

☀︎ Fluff

♨︎ Smut

☆ All of the above

~All works are 18+~

Series:

Peaceful Forever (Finnick x OC series) ©️☆

Capital Nights (Finnick x OC Series) ☆

Isla (Finnick x Y/N miniseries) ©️☁︎

C/A/B (Finnick x Annie x Y/N miniseries) ©️☁︎

The Feral One (Finnick x Y/N series) ©️☆

One Shots:

Finnick Odair

True Romance ☁︎

Saw You In That Dress ♨︎

Johanna Mason

Miss Nectarine ☁︎

Various Hunger Games Characters

Let’s Put on a Show ♨︎

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paintedstories · 1 year ago

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MdniBanners from Pinterest Please if you're a minor do not interact. Thank you This blog contains mature content.

Masterlist for stray kids:

-here is TXT master list 📃 -here is Tokio Hotel master list 📃

-here is Enhypen master list 📃

Info about me!!!

PLAYLIST

bang chan (dark/smut)

Bang Chan (soft/fluff)

Lee Know (fluff/fluff)

Seo Changbin(soft/fluff)

Hwang Hyunjin(soft/fluff)

Hwang Hyunjin (dark/smut)

Lee Felix (dark/smut)

Lee Felix(soft/fluff)

Kim Seungmin(soft/fluff)

Yang Jeongin(dark/smut)

Yang Jeongin(soft/fluff)

smut- ♥ fluff- ☀

skz rules

ot8:

new member ☀

your desire is waiting...

Bang Chris

your desire is waiting...

Lee Minho

kitty play 🙀 ♥

Seo Changbin

PLAYBOY 🎱 ♥

Hwang Hyunjin

Sugar daddy 🖌 ♥

FAILED MISSION [1] 🖌 ♥

FAILED MISSION [2] 🖌 ♥

FAILED MISSION [3] 🖌 ☀

90s Hang Hyunjin: A four legs walking problem, that might be something better 🖌 ☀

My Romeo 🖌 ☀

Mystique 🖌 ☀

Interview 🖌 ☀

Philophobia 🖌 ♥ (royal au story)

hidden angel in the dark 🖌 (angst and fluff)

play with the fire in my dreams 🖌 (slightly mature) drabble[1]

play with the fire in my dreams [2] 🖌

"Jump" he whispered in her ear "Jump for me sweetheart, will you??" [1] 🖌

"Jump" he whispered in her ear "Jump for me sweetheart, will you??"[2] 🖌

Han Jisung

Sub professor Han Jisung x fem reader smut(trailer) 🌸♥

03:33 🌸 ♥

new life 🌸 ♥

What the actually.... 🌸 ♥

Lee Felix

New identity 🐥 ♥

apocalypse 🐥 ☀

Kim Seungmin

Obsession(trailer) 🐶 ♥

Movie night 🐶 ♥

Yang Jeongin

Yandere Yang Jeonjin x fem reader 🦊 ♥

perv Yang Jeongin 🦊 ♥

STAY 🦊 ☀ (don't get scared by the title, the story is actually very sweet)

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vanfleeter · 2 years ago

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☀︎ - Fluff ✘ - Smut ☂︎ - Angst

Tag List

18+ readers only below the cut!

Plant Dad (☀︎)

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Labor Pains (☀︎) (w/ Dad Jake)

Mirror, Mirror (✘)

Red (✘)

Show Me → 1 (✘) 2 (✘)

Come Back (✘☂︎)

Out of Body (☂︎)

Rules (☀︎✘)

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Brotherly Antics (w/Josh) (☀︎)

Reflection (✘)

Shackled (✘)

In Your Dreams (✘)

Fifth & Cuff (✘)

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Love Languages (☀︎✘)

His Turn (☂︎✘☀︎)

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Ticking Time Bomb (☂︎)

Blurbs ↓

Patience Is A Virtue (☀︎)

Sick Days (☀︎)

Come and Eat (✘)

Six Weeks (☀︎)

Let It Be Me (☂︎)

Series ↓

Doesn't Stay In Vegas (☂︎✘☀︎) COMPLETE (9/9)

Dirty Little Secret (☂︎✘☀︎) COMPLETE (10/10)

Matched (☂︎✘☀︎) COMPLETE (10/10)

Matched: Must I Go Bound (☂︎✘☀︎) (0/14) (Coming Soon)

For Death or For Glory (☂︎✘☀︎) WIP (PAUSED) (2/?)

Black Smoke (☂︎✘☀︎) WIP (7/?) Updated 8.15.2024

Bound For Earth (☂︎✘☀︎) (7/?) Updated 9.3.2024

My Love (☀︎☂︎✘) Updated 10.27.2024

→ Papai Master List (Dad!Jake) (☂︎☀︎) Updated 10.1.2024

→ Valentine's Masterlist 2024 (☀︎✘)

-> Valentine's Masterlist 2025 (coming in February)

→ Jaketober Masterlist 2023 (☀︎✘)

→ Jaketober Masterlist 2024 (✘☂︎☀︎) - Updated 10.31.2024

Stuck (coming soon)

Dirty Dishes (☀︎)

Brotherly Antics (w/Jake) (☀︎)

Meditation Mishaps (Uncle Joshy) (☀︎)

Blurbs ↓

Uncle Joshy (☀︎)

Wet Dog (w/ Dad!Jake) (☀︎)

Smarty Pants (Uncle Joshy) (☀︎)

Best Kept Traditions (☀︎)

Series ↓

Bloodshed (☀︎✘☂︎) WIP (6/?) (in collaboration with @losfacedevil)

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trancylovecraft · 5 months ago

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(AOEX) The Blood Of An Unwilling Covenant

PART 5 OF 8: Azazel

(Yandere Platonic Demon Kings (Ba'al) x Reader)

SERIES SUMMARY:

BARISTA'S NOTE: UHH IMPORTANT. Schedule on posting the next few parts may slow down, mostly cause i posted this series before it was finished because i got impatient sO. BE AWARE THAT THE NEXT FEW PARTS WILL BE POSTED SLOWER. GENDER: Femme FANDOM: Blue Exorcist

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LAST PART ,AO3 LINK, SERIES MASTERLIST, NEXT PART

"Come on now ya' slowpoke, Still can't keep up with me?"

[F/N] scoffed as her legs ran so fast they burned, Feet hitting against the smooth-stone floors all so she could catch up to her master. It didn't help that it was so early in the morning, So much so that the skies were still painted a deep navy, Bags anchoring her eyes as she went.

There was no one out at this time, Not many anyways. The tall victorianesque lamps lining the streets glowed like a lighthouse in a Spanish storm, The only beacon standing tall amongst barren desert they were situated in.

She cursed him under her breath, Always making her wake up so dead early in the morning while other days he slept in and she was suppose to deal with it. Though [F/N] wiped the sweat off her brow, The workout was always something interesting in the end.

"..Why can't I sleep in for once? Why the hell do I even need to be here in the first place..?!" They were somewhere in the middle east, [F/N] usually didn't bother to ask any questions and didn't really care. Only once she skittered down beside the man sauntering so lazily down the pathway, Did she dare to let any words spill out.

Lewin didn't stop in his stroll, Only shrugged and looked back at her with that oh-so familiar smile that just radiated smugness.

"Because I'm in charge! You're my apprentice and therefore I get to decide when or if we head off somewhere." Lewin answered. The woollen poncho he had draping off his shoulders whipped in the unforgiving winds.

[F/N] groaned, Snuggling further into the poncho of her own. "Where even is 'somewhere'.. This place is dead-as-shit." [F/N] remarked as she looked around from off the platform pathway they were trailing on. Desert for miles, Flat terrain with no end, What a pain..

However, Lewin didn't answer. Not in the way she wanted him to, Anyways.

"Oh, You'll see." He muttered under his breath and with that his pace picked up, Waltzing away from her. [F/N] groaned as she picked up her pace once more, Legs burning like an inferno as she ran beside the man.

Finally getting back to his side, [F/N] rolled her eyes.

"Whatever, Be cryptic as usual. Did Angel and his feathered-legion track down the next Illuminati base yet? I'm tired of waiting.." [F/N] groaned, Recalling the documents she had stolen only a year ago and the information within them.

Unfortunately the ones she had raided didn't contain as much information as she'd liked. Once she was adopted, Brought to the Vatican in a whole 'nother continent and presented what she had found to the Grigori did she really understand what was contained within.

Not to mention the base that she had found and escaped from! By the time proper back-up had arrived to raid the facility, Everything from top to bottom was cleared away. Lab equipment gone, Documents hoisted away, No one to be found in there.

Demon king or otherwise.

Lewin shrugged.

"Not yet, Apparently he's been making good work but hey, Arthur says a lot of things.." Lewin remarked as they continued down the pathway. [F/N] rolled her eyes. Despite the amount of papers she had stuffed into both her bag and raincoat, The only thing useful the documents had contained was a list of vague locations and names.

Not much, Not worthless but disappointing none the less.

"..Whatever. Let's just get to wherever the hell you're taking me to.." [F/N] grumbled, Near kicking her soles as she muttered about the sand grains inside them. Head down as she looked at the sand infesting the cracks of the pathway, Sand carried by the wind hitting her skin.

Sand, Sand, Sand. Everywhere, What a hell-hole to be trapped in.

"Don't look so grumpy now! We're here because of you, You know!" Lewin chimed in, Only needing the single glance behind him to tell of her mood. [F/N]'s eyes narrowed in on him, Lips pursing together.

"What do you mean 'We're here because of me'?" [F/N] asked as they continued walking down the pathway, Eyes trained on her master as they went.

Lewin shrugged.

"Ah, You're fourteen now, Aren't you? That means it's almost time to enroll you in an exorcist's school." Lewin said which only made [F/N] even more confused.

"Obviously, But what does that have to do with being in the middle of absolute nowhere?" [F/N] asked sarcastically as she kicked a rock off of the platform, Tired frown resting upon her face.

Lewin laughed, Shrugging before tossing his head to the side to look at her through his bangs.

"Isn't it obvious? It's cause you don't have your temptaint yet!" Lewin replied with a smile which only made [F/N] groan and slump her shoulders.

"Oh come on, We've been over this like- A good several hundred times! I don't want a temptaint, I'm not letting any of those disgusting little beasts try to injure me!" [F/N] retorted, A shudder almost going through her spine at the mere suggestion.

[F/N] still didn't have a temptaint, Even after she had been technically adopted by Lewin and introduced to his entire demon-loving library, She still didn't have one.

"You know, One lil' slice of a sylph's tail would be painless! You wouldn't even feel it!" Lewin was often known to remark, Raising a knowing finger as he lazed on the dirty couch of their shared home.

[F/N]'s body however always tensed up at the thought of it. Memories of his guts, His blood and his torn form always reappeared in her mind until she wanted to puke. Often replying with a "No way!" to her master.

It didn't matter, She would become an exorcist with or without a temptaint.

She didn't know how or even if it was possible, But [F/N] would do it anyways.

Lewin sighed, His smirk only retracting an inch.

"Man, After all this time you're still not learning from me." Lewin chided, Though carefree in tone, [F/N] could sense the disappointment hidden underneath. "We're suppose to make friends with demons, Build bonds! Not kill them on sight!"

[F/N] didn't respond, Keeping her head down for the most part as she let his words simmer in her mind. Demons, The word to her had connotations of Disgusting, Foul, Violent, Mindless and rotten.

She despised them, [F/N] hated them with all her being which is why it was so difficult to keep her mouth shut.

"..I told you about why I don't like demons" She said finally, It came out so quietly, Almost as silent as her breath. In her peripherals she could see that Lewin frowned. She looked away, Awkward tension filling the early morning air.

".. You can't see them, [F/N]. Like them or not, but they certainly love you." Lewin said in a near mutter, Eyeing something [F/N] just couldn't see floating around her. It sounded almost envious, No.. Maybe it was enthrallment?

"..Whatever, I hope they all die." [F/N] blurted out and though she couldn't see his gaze, She certainly felt it, And it made [F/N] shrink under him. Disgusting, She could only shiver at the possible demons swarming her.

Whatever effect she had on the creatures around her, She wished she never had it. Even though it was the only thing that kept her alive all these years, [F/N] would've preferred to find her own way out than know that a bunch of disgusting creatures loved her so.

She almost wanted to puke, Wretched things.

But Lewin was different from her, He was in love with the beasts. Every waking moment he spent fawning over the creatures she couldn't see with the passion of a tragic lover, Often forgetting his own needs in favour of tending to theirs.

[F/N] shouldn't of brought up their opposing views on demons, As it was often their only source of conflict. She kept her head down, Eyes hawked on her checkered trainers in effort to think of something else.

She bit her tongue, Count on her to make things weird..

"Well look alive! We've finally arrived!"

It didn't take long for Lewin to pipe up again, [F/N] snapped out of her stupor only by his hand on her shoulder to stop her from moving. Her jaw opened, Looking up towards the architecture in front of her.

"Woah!" [F/N] gawked as she looked up towards the gargantuan door made of riches beyond her imagination, Gold-plated with jewels of azure and carmine lining the arches and dips in the design.

Lewin chuckled as he watched [F/N] stumble back and widen her eyes in sheer surprise, How the hell did a door this big get in the middle of the desert?

"Oh come on now! It's not like you haven't seen anything like this before.." Lewin teased as they stood stagnant within what seemed to be a miniature courtyard, One which the pathway flowed into like a river.

[F/N] snapped her jaw shut, Wiping the sweat off her brow.

"..I-I know, I just didn't expect it is all." She replied as she tried to regain her composure. Looking around, [F/N] could now spot the beginnings of debris and several members of the Vatican wandering around in that all too familiar uniform.

[F/N] gulped, Taking a deep breath.

"Seriously now, Where the hell are we?" [F/N] asked with a slight edge in tone as she observed a group of exorcists move by them with several tools in hand, Greeting Lewin then her as they went.

Lewin took a step forward, Dramatically raising his arms as if to present something to the doorway.

"Welcome to the newest branch of The True Cross Order! Now, It's only in the first stages of construction but in only a short few years will it be brimming with life and demonic activity, Isn't that cool?" Lewin gushed slightly as he looked around at the barren-something in awe.

[F/N] groaned, A slight blush on her face as she shied away from what she considered embarrassing behaviour from him.

"..Okay? So what, It's just a new branch. What's so special about it and why do I need to be here to see it in all of its.. Unconstructed glory." [F/N] trailed off as she examined only the beginnings of walls and flooring start to be done, The doorways being the only fully made thing in the entire place.

She was flicked lightly on the nose by Lewin, Which made her yelp and move to slap her hands over where she was hit.

"HEY-"

"That's because we're here to see Azazel." Lewin interrupted.

[F/N] pauses, Only for a moment. Whatever argument she had been planning to retort with died in her throat. That name was one she wasn't unfamiliar with, One that she had heard several times.

Though it came at her so suddenly, So much so that she almost choked on her own saliva.

"..You.. You mean The Demon King of Spirits..? Azazel? That Azazel?" [F/N] repeated, Looking Lewin dead in the eyes as the ones of her own fell dead. Lewin shrugged, All before he started to walk off towards the door.

"Correct, You know any other Azazel's?" Lewin jested in stride.

Though he was stopped in his tracks once an arm lunged out, Hand wrapping around his wrist as he was jerked back to look at the angered yet horrified expression of his apprentice.

"Why the hell are we going to see a demon king of all things?! For fucks sake, I've told you about my encounters with them in the past!" [F/N] exclaimed so loud that it made a few heads turn in their direction, Curious as to the commotion only a few yards away.

From Beelzebub to Iblis she had met each one in-between. It was a miracle she came out alive, Her and her penchant, A horrid yet blessed curse. Now her master wanted to introduce her to another one?

"Exactly, You'll get along fine with the guy as long as you stay in line." Lewin warned and [F/N] understood the threat well. Don't be a little shit to the king of spirits, Got it. [F/N] rolled her eyes however, It'd be difficult.

"The reason I'm introducing you to him is you need some power." He started, Heading towards the doorway. "You can't see demons and since you outright refuse to get a temptaint, We're gonna need to get you some other way of exorcising demons."

[F/N] blinked, A small frown appearing on her face.

"So what, Am I gonna need to get a contract?" She asked, Sweat almost beginning to form at the mere thought of getting that involved with a demon. "If so then I'm out, No way am I gonna be working under one of those.. things."

Lewin shrugged.

"We don't know if he's gonna get you a contract or help you in some other way, Hell, He might not even help you at all!" He explained, Distance between them and the door closing quickly. "But hey! With you and your little penchant, I'm sure he'll find some way to get you sorted."

[F/N] groaned, Vein almost appearing in her temple at her masters antics. She wished he had ran this by with her before, Not just do things on a whim like he usually did. But whatever, [F/N] thought as she lowered her shoulders.

It's not like she would ever change his mind, Though.

Finally they had reached the high mass of the door. Height near piercing the skies as [F/N] stopped in front of it to admire the architecture up close, Even though she knew exactly what dread would be behind it.

"Right then! You ready to enter?" Lewin asked, Hand plunging into the inside of his overflowing poncho to pull out a large set of keys. Flicking through until he presented a rather eccentric looking key, One that just happened to match the design of the door.

[F/N] sighed, Pinching her temples.

"Sure, Why not. It's not like I can say no, Right?" [F/N] remarked as she watched Lewin laugh with a single shake of his head.

"Nope! Now come on, Ain't letting you get out of this one." He teased as he flaunted the key in the air, Shine almost rolling off the gold material as he lowered then skewered it into the keyhole.

[F/N] stumbled back to give him some space, Watching as he gripped onto the loop of the key and started to turn.

It sounded like a thousand cogs were turning along with it, Clanking and clashing together like a well-oiled machine. [F/N] could never get over the wonder of magic present, Watching as the key finally went on it's side.

Lewin withdrew the key from the slot with a fair amount of strength, The cogs finally slowing in the machine in favour of the doors silver-plated handles starting to click. [F/N] gulped, Seeing the doors start to push itself open.

Wind already coming from the other side, [F/N] could almost taste the fresh breeze on her tongue.

Lewin didn't hesitate unlike her, Already sauntering forward and gripping his overgrown nails onto the edges of the door to wrench the door open.

It was only once the gust of a hurricane hit [F/N]'s face did she really come back to reality, Fumbling before following after him.

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The first thing [F/N] noticed about the other side was the whipping winds.

Not the blinding light of the mid-day sun burning into her retinas, Not the sudden freshness of the air that seemed to revitalize her lungs or piles of sand building up against the sandstone pillars but no-

It was very much the wind that caught her attention.

Before she had entered it was still very much fast, The kind that you would feel in lower valley where the wind ran free, Unrestrained. But here it was like the peaks of a mountaintop, Gushing out like a river in a broken dam, Almost with enough force to blow her down.

Her poncho whipped in the gales, Eyes needing to squint both from the light and the sand that was blown into her eyes from the wind.

"You good?" Lewin called out from over the zephyrs, Almost unable to be heard over the sheer force. [F/N] blinked back, Needing to process his words and wipe the beginnings of sweat off her brow before responding.

"Just fine! Where the hell are we?!" [F/N] yelled out as she looked around, Seeing that they were standing out in the middle of the open in front of the same door they had entered through. It was daytime here, Not the early morning back there.

They had travelled continents, Definetly.

"Come on! We can talk in the shelter, I ain't yelling out here!" He called back before starting to trudge through the winds, Heading towards the semi-open shelter of the temple-esque platform, Sandstone roof and thick pillars enough to block a good amount of the winds.

[F/N] nodded before following after him. One arm in front of her eyes to keep out the sand while her head was kept down, She navigated her way under the shelter of the old roof, Following the coat-tails of Lewin's poncho.

Once the gales died down, Blocked by the barricades of the sandstone pillars was when she let out a sigh of relief. Back hitting one of them, She leaned up against the pillar for support before finally looking around, Unobstructed.

It was not unlike the environment on the other side of the door. The sand still present and piling up against both the door and the bulky frame it was slotted in. But it had it's stark differences too, Welcome one's at that.

It was lush, Unlike the unrelenting forever of sand that was on the other side of the environment. Palm trees grown tall and sprouting up to the skies, Though near ripped out the ground by the wind.

Ferns and flora all flourished here, Beautiful emerald leaves. It was also much more constructed here, The pillars carved into blocky yet intricate shapes which were raised to support the arched rooves.

Also the several buildings and branch pathways of the main passage, Windmills and huts all made with old architecture. [F/N] couldn't help but stop to admire her surroundings, Fawning at the carvings of the sandstone.

"Here's where the old man lies." Lewin said, Which made [F/N] finally stop admiring the architecture to see him standing strong in the middle of the passage. [F/N] quirked a brow as she pushed herself up from the pillar.

"Lies? Old man? You familiar with him?" [F/N] asks as she wiped the respiration dampening her forehead. Damn, It was hot here. The sun not only being blinding but scorching to top it, [F/N] groaned.

Lewin hummed, Though [F/N] couldn't see his gaze from behind his hair, She could certainly feel

"..You could say that, Yeah." He responded though simple, Alluded to something [F/N] couldn't figure out which made her raise a brow.

"Ah, It doesn't matter! Come on, I need to go greet the watchman." Lewin called out before she could question him any further. [F/N] only watched for a second, Asking herself his ties to this place before shaking it off and following him.

Catching up to him and heeling at his side, [F/N] marched forward alongside Lewin as they made their way throughout the lined passage.

"Lightning, Welcome back.."

It wasn't long before a third presence joined them. A weathered yet not frail voice calling out from somewhere down the platform, [F/N] had to careen her neck up just to get a good look at the man.

"Hey, How's he doing?"

He sat lounging upon what looked to be a park bench, An old man with an experienced face and thin greyed hair. [F/N] blinked, Not noticing him before even though he was only a few metres from where she was.

He turned towards them, Eyeing both Lewin and her respectively with aged eyes and wrinkles crinkling around them. Though he was hunched over, His back almost straightened out once his vision landed on her.

"He's been expecting you both for a while now, I can sense it.. I'd say it's best not to keep him waiting and let the girl go talk to him.." The man said, His eyes not taking off of [F/N] for a second.

"Expecting us? Really.." Lewin drawled as he took in the mans words, Glancing back from the man to [F/N] all the way to the distant end of the passage.

Her, On the other hand, Finally took in his words.

"-I'm sorry, He's been expecting me?" [F/N] gawked, Eyebrows knitting together as she took a step forward. "What, Is this like.. Normal or..?"

"Just get a move on, I do not mean to be rude but as he's been waiting for a while.. I sense that he'd wish to speak to you right away." The man cut in, Finally going back to relaxing on the park bench as he turned away from them. The conversation most certainly being over.

It didn't stop [F/N] from staring, Mostly in disbelief with a bit of nervousness to chase it. The King of Spirits, Third in power of the Ba'al, He's been expecting her? She hadn't recalled meeting him before, So how he did he know about her?

Was he already affected by her penchant?

"How the hell does he already know about me? Did you tell him or did someone else..?" It was only until they were already on the pathway down to his abode did she finally ask about him to her master.

Lewin kept up his stride, Seemingly in thought as they made their way out of the shelter back into the wind-filled conditions. He barely even looked at her as he spoke, Slight frown upon his face.

"Azazel has his own way of knowing these things, From his kin and such. But that's not exactly what concerns me right now." Lewin responded as they continued to trudge forward through the gales.

"Why? What's wrong?" [F/N] asked.

"..The fact that the watchman can sense some kind of sentience is concerning." Lewin responded, Frown sharpening on his face. "And the fact that he wants to talk to you? Even more so."

[F/N] copied her masters frown. Though unfamiliar with the demon she'd be dealing with she certainly knew when Lewin, Lover and Scholar of demons had a frown on his face when dealing with them, Was a time to be worried.

He marched forward, Stride in step.

"Centuries ago when plagues, Fires and floods still wrecked the land. The Emperors, The Sol, Took pity on human beings who were helpless against the demons at the time, The ones that were causing all this disaster." Lewin started, And [F/N] listened intently.

"Azazel sympathised with both the Sol and humanity so they taught us how to combat them after their last incarnation, That was how the order was formed in the first place, Demons giving power to humans."

[F/N] bit her tongue, Swallowing down her disgust at the prospect of it. Though she was aware of the vague start of the order from the books she had read back at their home, She still felt distaste about the subject.

However right now wasn't the time to argue as she continued to listen on.

"Azazel and The Sol didn't take any more vessels afterwards, Preferring to return to nature. Their original bodies began to crystallise, Becoming enshrined at this very sanctuary.." Lewin continued.

Finally they had reached the end of the passageway and their last stop became finally became clear, If not for the sun glaring in her eyes.

Windmills surrounded the perimeter spinning like a top in the unrelenting rage of the winds, Planted amongst the heavy sand that almost seemed to swallow both them and abandoned bits of old buildings into their mass.

The flora grew more abundant here too, Surrounding the shire of what seemed to be a mixture of stone and lechatelierite spinning and swirling upwards into a solid yet mismatched spire.

[F/N] gawked at it, Thinking it nothing but a monument before she had spied the carefully carved stairway up the construct.

"..The fact that the watchman said that he wanted to speak to you specifically is.. Strange. As the last time he was ever been able to speak was when I was young, Only a child.." Lewin muttered and it almost got lost in the wind, [F/N] gazed back at him, Curious to know more.

Though his frown quickly turned upwards, Giddy smile he usually wore reappearing on his face.

"Interesting! He must have some form of communicating with you if he realllly wants to talk with ya'!" Lewin chirped, More upbeat than he was before as he turned to look at her. [F/N] narrowed her eyes but didn't question him further.

"Okay then, So do I just go up there and.. Talk with some crystal? Is that all?" [F/N] laughed, A smile of her own spreading across her face as she shuffled back further into the woollen poncho of her own.

Lewin tilted his head, Looking down at her.

"Oh, Don't tell me your nervous-"

"What? No!" [F/N] exclaimed just a little louder than she had wanted it to be. Instantly snapping her mouth shut, She jerked her head over to look at the spire in favour of looking at what mocking face she could only imagine Lewin making.

Though against what she was expecting, Lewin only nodded.

"..If you want me to come up with you, I don't mind." He responded with a tone much more kind than what [F/N] was expecting. She blushed, Entirely in embarrassment. Though she appreciated the gesture, This was basically the equivalent of needing to be walked to school.

That wasn't something a brave person would do, That was something a scared little girl would do. And she was brave, She needed to be brave.

"..No. Thanks but I think I should do this myself." [F/N] responded with a finality in her voice, Face steeling as she eyed the spire with a newfound determination. Lewin nodded, Turning back towards the spire as well.

"..But, I'd like it if you waited for me." [F/N] mumbled, Not looking at him. "If that's okay."

Lewin grinned.

"'Course, Always planning on it." He replied "Be careful now! I don't know what I'll tell the social worker if you get hurt!" He said finally as [F/N] turned away from him, Trudging through the wind and the piles of sand until she got to the ledge.

She slid down, One foot in front of another as she skittered and stumbled down onto the lower section, Sand bursting up in her stride as she finally stabilised herself on the floor.

Looking up towards the spire, Fire in her eyes.

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[F/N] planted the last sole of her shoe down onto the carved-out crystalline structure, Her body drenched head to toe in sweat. Wiping her brow she heaved her head up to look at the end above, Finally reaching the top.

She cursed the scalding of the sun, The boiling temperature of the sanctuary around her slowing her trek upwards. But she had finally gotten here, To the top, That meant she could finally keel over and rest upon the hard material below her.

And that's what she did, Bending her knees she flopped onto her backside, Lungs burning as she hunched over to get a good look at her shoes. [F/N] didn't think it would be that labouring.

But by the way her clothing was drenched in sweat (She had taken off her poncho and tied it around her waist long ago) and the way she felt much more parched than usual, She had been proven wrong.

Glancing up, [F/N] looked out upon the vastness of her surroundings. She was up so high, Wind more chilled up here as it brushed at her face, Near cooling her down in the summer heat.

Looking down at all the windmills, Huts and houses lain about the lush oasis they were contained in all looked likes ants from a mountain now. She took a moment to admire it, But she didn't have much more to spare.

"Let's do this.." [F/N] breathed, Though her throat was suffering a drought and her body was wrecked by a flood, [F/N] knew she could. Pushing herself up from the crystalline concrete, She got to her knees with a groan and a pant to brush herself off.

The air was enough to do so, Drying her dampened skin before she turned to look at the precipice of the spire. Head turning to see the heart, Where the crystals met and joined together in tornado-like union where the king of spirits lay enshrined.

[F/N] took a step forwards towards it, Walls made of the same material wrapping around the hearth in ribbons. [F/N] was unable to see what was inside, What could've possibly became of the demon king.

She held her breath as the ribbon-like walls began to unravel, Ever so slightly as she got closer.

And it was let go in the wind as soon as he became revealed.

Him, Azazel, His body or what was left of it looked like it was melting or morphing into where the crystalline became like glistening quartzal sand. What was left of him was nothing but a statue, Frozen over.

But what was made out, Carved and becoming one with the crystal looked to be an old man. One hunched over and laying against a particular bump-like rock in the crystal, Hand propping him up as he looked somewhere from behind his hair.

He resembled one of those druids, The ones you'd see in a high fantasy film series. Long bushy beard and overgrown waterfall of hair that fell so long that it morphed along with it's lower torso into the sand.

[F/N] would've joked about him being a headmaster for a wizard school, Or asked him if he was Azazel the grey or Azazel the white if not for the circumstances. No, Instead she just kept her mouth straight shut, Eyes wide and looked at him as if he would start moving.

But he never did, He just laid there in his current position. Hand propping him up as he stared off into the vast view below him. Held so high both in status and atmosphere, [F/N] could only take a few more steps towards him.

"..Hello?" She called out, Voice echoing back the hesitance in it as she circled him like a viper ready to lunge. Though he was immobile, [F/N] never treated him that way, Not for a second. He was still a demon, Still the kind that could turn her into a splatter of organs in an instant.

He never reacted to her call so she moved forward ever so closer, So much so that she was now within the grips of the ribbon-like walls and only a metre or two away from him. [F/N] bit her lip, Taking what seemed to be a big risk in her mind.

[F/N] took a few more steps forward before lowering herself onto her knees, Crouching down with only a little effort on the uneven ground.

She gulped, Not quite sure of what to do now. She should've asked Lewin what she should say or questioned if there was some kind of ritual she needed to do.

Talk to him, He said. But how the hell was she suppose to talk with an inanimate statue?

"So.. King of Spirits, Azazel." [F/N] said, Lowering herself into the most respectful bow she could muster while feeling so stupid. "I apologise for bothering you, Your um.. Your highness.."

It felt disgusting to try and be so respectful to a killer, Even though this one was most likely the cleanest of the bunch. She felt like one of those obsessive fans of Bundy or Dahmer, If that made sense, Like she was still giving her dues to someone who deserves nothing.

But as Lewin warned, It was better not to stir the pot.

"..I heard that you wanted to speak to me? I wish to speak to you too, If that is okay, That is.." [F/N] sputtered out as she kept herself down, Head near kissing the cold quartz below her.

[F/N] waited. The sounds of wind and the call of cicada's who dared to venture so high up were the only thing that came, [F/N] listened to them intently, Wondering if they were some sort of code.

Though they never strayed from their unpredicting pathway, No tune or rhythm to be deciphered through the song. [F/N] thinned her lips and furrowed her brows as she stared at the crystalline.

He did not respond, He was just a statue.

"..You know what? I don't think this is going to work." [F/N] breathed out, Raising herself up from her position to stare dead into the covered eyes of the statue. [F/N] dusted herself off from her t-shirt to her jeans, Looking back up to him.

She shook her head, Nose scrunching up.

Screw not stirring the pot, What's the point when it concerns a statue?

"You're just some old stupid statue, I don't know why me or my master listened to the old watchman. Probably going senile." [F/N] scoffed like a child as she recalled his frail elderly frame, Eighties definetly, Prime age for that sort of ailment.

"Whatever, I'm outta here. I'll just tell Lewin that you aren't present. Bye then." [F/N] called out as she swiftly turned around, Untying the poncho flowing around her waist and draping it around her shoulders.

It danced within the high concentration of the wind, Breeze dancing past her as she stormed off towards the carved-out stairway. What a waste of time, Suppose she had just came too late and he had already faded back into nature.

Oh well, She'd find another way to exorcise demons. She was certa-

"..I am aware of why you came to speak with me."

[F/N] stopped in her tracks.

The wind picked up now, If it was a broken dam before it was a tsunami now.

Her eyes widened in it, Despite the way they dried out so quickly in the gales. Turning back towards the statue, The old man still firmly melted into the sparkling silica. Even so her shoulders raised, As if bracing for attack.

"Hello?" She called back towards it. Slightly neurotic looks darting back and forth as if to spot a hidden enemy before stepping towards him, Cautious as she began to eye it like a hawk.

"Greetings.."

That same voice called out again, But from where? It sounded everywhere yet nowhere at the same time. Both and neither left and right, Both up and down. It sounded out in her mind, Sending shivers running down her spine.

Yet the statue's mouth never moved, So how could it..

"..My name is Azazel, King of Spirits.. Though I suppose you already knew that, As you were probably told.." Azazel called out in every direction, Ringing in her mind. [F/N]'s mouth dried, Fingers itching and feet ready to run off at even the slightest of aggression.

She gulped, Swallowing down her fear.

"I-I'm sorry for my erm.. My uhm- My rudeness to you a few moments ago. I uh, I didn't think you were alive.." [F/N] laughed nervously as her body went rigid, Feet moving no further towards him yet her eyes stayed trained.

"I do not mind, I know that you did not mean it." Azazel replied and [F/N] almost burst with relief. Though she remained vigilant, Her shoulders lowered just the tiniest bit. Her thinned lips almost releasing from their strain.

"Right.." She breathed.

"Come, Sit down.. The watchman was right when he said I wished to talk to you. We have much to discuss.." He invited and [F/N] obliged, Too scared to do anything otherwise.

Striding a few steps forward she lowered herself before plopping back down onto the spot she use to be before, Pulling her knees up to her chest almost protectively.

[F/N] stared at the statue, A silence beginning to become loud in the area. Beads of sweat rolling down her brow were no longer from the heat, Not counting the burning stare that Azazel's far off gaze was providing.

What could he want, Where was his voice coming from? [F/N] didn't know half the answers the entire menagerie of questions rushing through her mind, Biting her tongue in anticipation.

The silence became louder, And long enough so that [F/N] couldn't take it anymore.

"Excuse me but.. How did you know about me? Did someone tell you or do you just know these things or.." [F/N] trailed off, Counting the options on her fingers she ran out of.

"Forgive me, But I've been watching you for a while.. Ever since your encounter with Beelzebub." Azazel explained with a weathered voice. [F/N] gasped slightly, Snapping her fingers.

"So he wasn't an imaginary friend..!" She exclaimed, Her theories finally proven true as a smile washed on her face. All those years ago when he had met her in the forest clearing, The little bug ruled picnic, It was all real!

So real that she ignored the fact that he had been watching her for almost a decade.

Azazel hummed, Almost watching her reaction.

"..No, Neither were the rest of my siblings. The ones that you have met, That is.." Azazel continued and [F/N]'s relief was brought down from her high once those words registered in her mind. She sighed, Remembering the events.

"..Right, What happened with Beelzebub, Amaimon, Egyn, Iblis.. Now you I suppose?" [F/N] near-jested, Recalling all those horrid experiences. The day in the forest, The half-kidnapping of Amaimon and the same with Egyn and Iblis.

"And Astaroth." Azazel corrected. "You have met Astaroth."

[F/N] blinked, That was a new one.

"Seriously..?" [F/N] mumbled, Unsure of when she could've met the king of rot.

"Yes, You meeting with my siblings has caused a stir in Gehenna.. You have been of big discussion, It is also the reason I have been meaning to meet with you today.." Azazel explained.

[F/N] gawked.

"No way!" She exclaimed, Near pushing herself up from the ground. "I understand I have some weird kind of penchant for this thing, But it doesn't go that far, Does it? To reach Gehenna..?!"

The realm of the demons, The mirror dimension. It was pandemonium, The place of all demons. The fact that her, A mere mortal was causing a stir in the world of creatures in folklore was.. Unbelievable!

[F/N] took a moment to compose herself, Lowering back onto her previous position before Azazel spoke again.

"Yes.. It is rather uncanny, I can understand your confusion." He said "Nothing quite like this has ever happened before, So I must confess that I am rather dumbfounded as well. Your 'penchant' or whatever you may call it, It is rather strange.."

[F/N] nodded, Taking it all in. So her situation was one of a kind, That's one question answered of a thousand. The way she affected the creatures she hated so much, There was no explanation of it.

Though as she continued to talk to him, [F/N] found herself becoming less vigilant. Her body relaxing from it's wooden board posture, Her breathing becoming normal instead of the controlled rhythm that plagued her before.

Azazel, A demon king of all things. She was getting comfortable around him, She had became relaxed. [F/N] instantly resettled her face, Raising her shoulders back up on guard. She couldn't get friendly with him, Not with his kind.

[F/N] hummed, Pursing her lips.

"So my penchant then, Do you know how it works? Is.. Is it affecting you right now?" She asked as she continued to look at the statue with steel-cold eyes, Almost as frozen as him.

"No, Unfortunately I do not know how it works exactly.." Azazel admitted, Almost apologetic in tone. "Though for the other question then the answer is yes, I do believe I am affected by it."

[F/N] clenched her fists, The answer of the latter making her go on edge.

"I.. I see. Is this affecting how you are acting now or.."

"..Yes, Most likely. I do not know how or in what ways but it would be remiss to say that it isn't a playing factor. It is also the second reason I wished to meet with you.." Azazel trailed off, Almost hesitancy in his voice.

"I wish to give you a warning, You are in danger, [F/N]." Azazel announced and [F/N] could finally hear the urgency in his tone, Her breath hitching in her throat.

Her knuckles near exploded along with her thundering heart. She was in danger, She was in trouble? Suddenly [F/N] found herself turtling into her poncho for comfort, The Mexican print surrounding her like a blanket, The warmth doing little to soothe her.

Azazel sighed as he seemingly watched her reaction, Despite never moving an inch.

"..My siblings, The ones that have met you have not taken it as a single experience to be done with, [F/N]. They haven't forgotten about you, They remember very well.." Azazel spoke with hesitancy, As if testing her response.

And [F/N] soaked in every word, She could almost feel herself start to melt. Her own heart near stopping in her chest. That couldn't be-! They couldn't remember! Thousands-year old demons being interested in her? Her?!

This was bad, This was really bad. While she was aware of the effect her penchant had, She didn't think it would be this.. Potent. Though her throat parched and her mind racing, [F/N] had no other choice but to speak.

"..W-Why are you telling me this? Like.. Why would you, King of Spirits, Care for whether I am in danger or not? Shouldn't you.. You know, Be on their side with this..?" [F/N] asked finally, A question running through her mind for the entire conversation. A bloodthirsty demon helping her, Why?

He didn't respond right away, The silence coming back into play. The gust of the wind and the squeak of the turning windmills nearby replacing his voice, [F/N] waited on baited breath for his answer.

And he gave it with a sigh.

"Because.. In your own way you human beings are my kin, You are all spirits, All souls. You all are mine to watch over. I am The King of Spirits and it is only right that I take care of my kin as such.." Azazel spoke, Finality in tone.

[F/N] fell quiet, Her body becoming still as his words only just started to weigh on her.

Azazel, He considered humanity his kin? [F/N] lowered her brows, He was nothing like she expected him to be. He wasn't the bloodthirsty demon that he was made out to be, Not the tyrant his royalty suggested.

But no, He was.. Oddly accommodating, Even considering humanity his kin.

Could it be? Was there really a diamond in the rough among the demons?

"I.. I see. Thank you, I guess. But what do you suppose I do about this? If I'm in danger from literally the entire Ba'al then I'd just like a little advice on what to do." [F/N] asked as she frowned, Already dreading the explanation to Lewin.

Azazel took a moment to consider.

"..While I would recommend you to avoid the remaining two you haven't met.. I have a feeling that it'd be inevitable at this point." Azazel explained. "I have no proper advice for you.. Which is why I will give you this gift."

And suddenly, [F/N] felt the most chilling sensation of her life flood through her head.

It was cold, It was mind-numbing as [F/N] yelped and her hands lunged to grip clumps of her hair. She stumbled, Knees almost starting to buckle and fall back as the wind picked up. Floods of air pushing and pulling at her from every angle.

It wasn't painful, It wasn't sore but it was sudden.

"S-STO-"

As quickly as it began, It was over.

[F/N] gasped for breath, The soles of her trainers finally planting into the lechatelierite concrete and steadying her. A hand wandered to where her rapidly drumming heart should've been, Clutching a handful of her shirt.

Her breathing was just as quick as her heart, Head jerking up to the statue.

"W-What the hell was.." What should've been a yell, An anger filled demand fizzled out into nothing as her eyes landed on something new, Something that wasn't Azazel.

It was a little blue light.

It was a soft baby blue, The colour of the afternoon sky. It was a familiar colour, The kind that she'd spend staring hours looking up at, Lying upwards so she could admire it from the ground she was anchored to.

But now it was floating around her, Multiple actually, An entire hoard of them darted around her head like flies. [F/N] blinked, Watching as they darted side to side, Weaved around her limbs and circled back towards her.

Azazel finally spoke up.

"..What you came for, A way to fight demons without a temptaint. While you are incapable of seeing demons and their forms as well as those possessing human bodies.. You should now be able to see the general energy of them. Right now, Those are coal tars floating around you.."

[F/N] watched them continue to dart around. Azazel, He had given her the power to.. Visually sense demons? As quick as her anger had came, It had fizzled out into nothing but the blue light.

"The only true piece of advice I can offer you is to stay near Lewin.. That boy, Stay by his side. He is your only hope to get out of this.." Azazel spoke, Warning in his tone.

"I see.. Thank you, Sir." [F/N] mumbled as her expression morphed into that of aggression towards the blue lights. Demons they were, Coal tars, She could only imagine their hideous forms compared to the little blue lights.

"I'll be on my way now, Thank you very much for your gift." [F/N] bowed down low, Truly thankful for the gift. Once she raised she turned around, Back facing Azazel while her front faced the stairways.

But before she could take a step forward, He called out to her once more.

"[F/N].. I have one more piece of information I wish to share, Something that might be of importance.." He said. [F/N] turned her head to look at him from the side, Visage turning into a questioning gaze.

"Oh.. Yeah?" [F/N] nodded, Signalling for him to go on.

"..It is about your family, Your biological bloodline. I do believe that I should inform you of your origins.." Azazel continued.

[F/N] finally turned around fully, Front facing Azazel now. Her expression seeming calm yet her hands gripped the hem of her poncho so hard that she felt that her knuckles may pop, A quiver in her lips to follow.

"I.. I don't.." Her voice mimicked their gate, Eyes wide and staring back at the statue. What information could he possibly have about her original family? The ones that gave her up for adoption at birth, What importance could they have.

Did she even want to kn..

"Your father, [F/N]. He is-"

"-I don't care about my biological father" [F/N] interrupted, Steeling her face. "I don't care if he was a member of the Vatican or.. Some other kind of exorcist." [F/N] said, Hands trailing to her poncho.

[F/N] held the fabric of her poncho up to her eyes, Examining the south American origin of the design and the careful weave of the cloth. She remembered how her master, Lewin had got it for her only days after he had taken her in, After he had brought her out on her first mission.

It wasn't much to him, [F/N] knew that. But it meant everything to her. It kept her warm and covered from the extreme weathers, And it matched Lewin's, Whether intentional or not it was the best gift she had.. It was the only gift she had ever had.

And it was her treasure.

"Lewin is my guardian now, He's not the best, Sure. But he's mine, I don't care for whoever my birth dad is or was. But, Thanks anyways.." [F/N] smiled at him, Turning back around and continuing to walk down the stairs.

It didn't matter who her family was before, They didn't matter, They never did to her. Tetsuya was her family, Lewin is her dad. Well, He was more of an older brother that stayed in his room playing COD all day. (COD in this case being several heavy books containing demonology.)

But he was family nonetheless, Her family. She didn't want any names coming in to destroy that.

Azazel could only watch, Unable to move from his position but he doubted he would even if he did have a vessel. Nor did he say anything after that, Watching as she strode down the stairs with a new kick in her step.

What a poor soul, It didn't even know it was doomed.

It didn't take long for [F/N] to navigate her way down to the bottom of the spire, Hopping down onto the scorching sand that could be felt through the rubber of her soles. A smile still present on her face as she turned towards the original pathway.

"Heya! How'd it go?" Lewin called out from above, Watching as she climbed her way up the sand piling up against the sandstone pathway. Lazy grin still on his face as he watched her lug her body over the side and pull herself up.

She smiled back, Sweat dribbling down her face.

"Great, Thanks! He spoke to me, Like, Actually spoke!" [F/N] giggled as she finally got up onto her feet, Almost giddy as she ran over to him, Still standing in the same spot she had left him.

Lewin almost seemed taken aback by this, Nearing forward towards her.

"Oh, No way! He's still able to talk? He spoke to you?!" Lewin gawked as she came to a halt in front of him and as soon as she did, Hands lunged out and wrapped onto her shoulders, Suddenly shoving his face mere inches apart from hers.

"What'd he say?! Did you solve your temptaint issue? Why'd he talk to you of all people? Is he still on humanities side? Is he still a big hunk of crystal?" Lewin ranted off, Questions shooting at her rapid fire unable to keep it in. Forest green eyes peeking through his messy hair, The glint of interest burning bright in them.

It should've been annoying, It always was. But this time, [F/N] couldn't help but smile.

"Honestly would love to tell you but.. I dunno, Feeling a little bit hungry from all that walking you know.." [F/N] trailed off, Sly smile on her face as Lewin finally pulled back and the hands on her shoulders were released.

"Aha! Are you holding information hostage from me now? Wow, I really thought I knew you better." Lewin shook his head, Scratching at the back of his nape with the most dramatic frown he could muster.

[F/N] rolled her eyes.

"..Well the ransom is buying me a Big mac and a large coke back home, Is that too high for you and your six-figure salary?" [F/N] teased as she turned away from him, Beginning to walk along the pathway towards the door.

Lewin laughed, Starting to trail along with her.

"Mmm, Don't know how I'll ever afford your demands. Have a discount or somethin'?" Lewin responded, His lazy smile reappearing on his face before shoving his hands into the pockets of his jacket.

[F/N] turned around, Gawking at him.

"Who asks for a discount in a hostage situation?" She scoffed, Continuing to walk along the sandstone.

Lewin shrugged.

"Me, Obviously." He responded as he continued to follow on with her.

[F/N] continued forward, One step in front of the other. The blue sparks of demons still floated around her, Blips and blinks of sky-coloured glows flickering across her sight. They only bothered her a bit, Mostly due to the mountain of questions Lewin would ask later.

Though she smiled, Snuggling closer into the cloth flooding around her neck. Things were going her way, It was nice, For once in her life she felt like the future would be bright, Like there was a way for her.

A way to find whatever disgusting beast killed Tetsuya.

So she kept going, Heading towards the door.

It was a good feeling, And suddenly, She had hope.

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tgrailwar-zero · 3 months ago

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Check out the Pad?

It really only seemed to come to life when MUSASHI came in contact with it. You could turn it on, but it seemed like she was the 'passkey'. So, she picked it up and booted it up.

It seemed like you had new messages, and a list of all of your fellow fighters.

New Messages: ✴{JAGUAR} - 1 New Message! (Hey, newbie!…) † {FATHER} - 1 New Message! (Hello…)

Recent Messages:

🗲 {THUNDR} - Fighter: THUNDERER

❀ {JERAN} - Fighter: WINTER PRINCE JERAN ✩ {3STAR} - Fighter: TRI-STAR ☠︎︎ {MNSLYR} - Fighter: MAN-SLAYER ✘ {BLADE} - Fighter: WANDERING BLADE ☕︎ {CHAJIN} - Fighter: CHAJIN ♛ {JISHNU} - Fighter: JISHNU ✴ {EAGLE} - Fighter: CUAUHTLI 🗡{STRONG} - Fighter: STRONG MASK ➶ {KARASU} - Fighter: CROW PRIEST ༄ {MOBYDK} - Fighter: MOBY DICK ⟡ {ADAMAS} - Fighter: ADAMANT 𓆟 {WTRREV} - Fighter: WATERSIDE REVENANT 𖦹 {TWISTR} - Fighter: FLESH-TWISTER ☀︎ {CITT} - Fighter: SUN SOLDIER

MUSASHI opened up the two new messages, reading the one from 'JAGUAR' first.

-{JAGUAR}: -- [ Hey, newbie! So, you've got yourself a fancy new Flame Pad, made especially for fighters in the Flaming Bout! Maybe talk strategy, or just about fighting, or about whatever else comes to mind. I dunno. We're supposed to be monitoring these, but isn't that kind of creepy? I do scroll through the logs once everything's over. MAN there's some juicy stuff in those. I totally won't do it this time though, so just message people as you usually would. Best of luck! I've got high hopes for you! DON'T DISAPPOINT! You got picked because you're powerful, so I don't wanna see any slackers! This is serious stuff, and I wanna see that 24/7! Got that?! No playing around! PS: Anywaaaaays! There's a cute little cafe that's super nice? Wanna go? ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝) I'll totally send you an invite after matches! Bye bye~! ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ ) ]

MUSASHI closed the message, before opening the next one.

-- -{FATHER} -- [ Hello. This is Father Kotomine, one of the War Monitors. I will have the privilege of being the Overseer and referee for this event. How exciting. I will explain match rules when they begin, however there are three simple rules for your conduct when not engaged in fighting. 1. Remember your curfew, and do not leave arena premises after dark. 2. Be on time for your matches. Excessive lateness will count as a loss for the tardy individual. 3. Do not attempt to kill each other between matches. For number three, I would add the addendum 'at least where people can see'. Hahaha. That was a joke. If you are caught breaking those rules and reported to myself or Miss 'Jaguar Man' with proper proof, you will be punished for your infractions. Feel free to message me with any questions or concerns. Thank you. Best of luck in this Flaming Bout. ]

MUSASHI closed the Flame Pad, and returned it to the shared Inventory.

MUSASHI: "Hm. I'd assume 'Chajin' would be the tea master, Rikyu. Assassin would be 'Man-Slayer', Pretender is 'Jeran', Duryodhana is 'Jishnu'… Orion is 'Tri-Star'? The rest… I don't have a clue. I guess they're Solar Cell natives? That'd be my best bet."

MUSASHI: "Oh, and Moby Dick seems self-explanatory, I guess."

MUSASHI: "Anyways, this is my personal device, so if you're going to message people on it… be clear that it's you- my 'Manager'- speaking. So that if you say something weird and dumb, nobody thinks it's actually me being weird and dumb."

#endless whispers #flame pad #thgw story #thgw: chapter 6 #main post

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aliveinacoffin · 1 year ago

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Master List

Of the .1 fics that I've written/posted on here

⋆｡°✩ Spider-Verse ⋆｡°✩

( ´ཀ` ) Miguel O'Hara

Lunch Date - PT1 PT2 - Fluff/Implied F!Reader, can be ignored if you squint

↓ All somewhat connected, neither have to be read to know context, though, I would rec to read top first↑

Come Back To bed - PT1 PT2 - Angst little comfort/GN!Raader

A Difference In Fate - F!Reader, angst no comfort,

Coffee for us - GN!Reader, fluff

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ My Hero Academia ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

✩࿐ General

Boyfriend Imagines - Gen!Reader/Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Eijiro Kirishima, Shouta Aizawa, Denki Kaminari, & Hizashi Yamada - fluff, headcanons, just tooth-rotting fluff :>

ᓚᘏᗢ Aizawa Shouta/EraserHead Hospital - GN!Reader, angst/fluff comfort, TW suicidal talk, and dying) Strawberry Fanta - PT1 Introduction - (Rest On Ao3! Finished) - NSWF!F!Reader, TW yandere, stalking, violence (his name isn't spelled right I don't think? I'm so sorry) Orange Fanta - PT1 - Story and context on Ao3 - NSFW Fem!Reader, TW Yandere, violence, sexual content, dubious consent/noncon Silent Nights Exhibition - No reader, only zawa NSFW: public nudity, gremliness My own mirror - PT1 - PT2 - no reader, 3rd pov TW: Suicidal thoughts, smoking weed, implied abuse, parent death, brief mentions of ED With my whole heart- GN!Reader, angst/little comfort/none, TW: Yandere, violence, mentions of kidnapping, drugging, staking Hating you as well - PT1 PT2 PT3 PT4 - F!Reader, little angst/mostly just the sillies - you just wanted to make friends, but one GUY keeps making that impossible for you, it was like he fucking hated you! And for what!!

❆Shoto Todoroki♨

Deja ya de llorar - GN!Reader, tiny angst/major comfort just cute all around

♬♪ Present Mic/Hizashi Yamada

You're Not Just Him - Pregnant!F!Reader - Fluff - You make your husband take a break from work and have a family day with you and the kids.

✰ ✰ ✰ All Might/Toshinori Yagi

Important To You - Toshinori & Daughter!Reader - angst/no comfort TW! Neglect, parental abuse, depressive episode, mentioned eating problems, bullying, and mjc death - Being the daughter of such an important man was already hard, but after he gets deathly ill and the death of his best advisor? Forget about it!

༺｡° .ᘛThe Last Of Us 1&2ᘚ. ° ｡༻

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Ellie Williams

Ellie Band Au Headcanons - no reader- nsfw & sfw parts

☀︎ Grand Theft Auto V ☀︎

Wedding Ring - F!Reader- Smut, cursing, manipulation - Michael De Santa has ghosted you for moths, and now he shows up to your house unexpectedly.

My Ao3!

Unfortunately, I do have unfinished works, and new ones in progress, but it's okay because I guilt myself enough for the both of us.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Requests are OPEN! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Won't do: Scat, water sports, puke (in that way, if ya know what I mean lol). Thats kinda it :)

Will do: Pretty much everything else lmao Post dividers by @cafekitsune

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Fandoms I can do!

MHA

Undertale

Across The SpiderVerse

Rick and Morty

Grand Theft Auto 5

SouthPark

The Last Of Us&1 (Games 2)

Harry Potter

Adventure Time

The disastrous Life of Saiki K

F is for Family

Mystic Messenger (Though, I will warn you I haven't completed the game 100%, so I'll go off what I know so far/what I've seen from the fandom.)

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vidanarveas · 9 months ago

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┍━━━━━━━━━☤∘𓋇˚ 𖤓 ˚𓋇∘☤━━━┑

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❂𖤓 ∘•˙•∘ 𖤓❂ ∘•˙•∘ ✺𖤓❂ ∘•˙•∘ ☆✺𖤓❂ ∘•˚•∘

AUTHOR

࿐ VIDA DARLING NARVAES

- Age: 20

- She|Her

- Puerto Rican

━

Multifandom (I can't just stick with one)

༄∘•˙•˚𓉳˚•˙∘༄ ☀︎𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝙵𝙰𝙽 𝙵𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙰𝚂: ☀︎

˚𖤓 Call of Duty

˚✺ Creepy pasta

˚❂ Scream (Ghostface)

˚𓆨 Avatar (Blue monkeys)

ˊ˒༄ ∘˚𖤓•˙ ˊ꙳˒

⟬ ˚•∘➴➵➶ Requests will be opened! Anything containing pedoph¡lia, incest, r@pe, and unconsentual thing won't be tolerated. Anything besides that is pretty much okay. Please be willing to respect these boundaries!

ˊ˒༄ ∘˚𖤓•

⟬ ˚•∘➴➵➶ As for warnings, please note that some content may contain, Sexual themes and such even mentioning substances. If you are uncomfortable with such topics I suggest you leave or read something else. ♡

All stories/posts containing such content will b marked with a tw. For example (TW: something random)

A master list will be created once I get to actually writing. Once I have I will be sure to update it but before doing so please feel free to request anything your heart desires.

With all love 𝓥𝓘𝓓𝓐 💗

༄∘•˙•˚𓉳˚•˙∘༄ ✯꙳

#Spotify #getting to know me #ghostface #billy loomis #stu macher #simon ghost riley #captain john price #jeff the killer #tim masky #jake sully #tsutey #smut

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solarspringg · 3 months ago

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⁺₊☀︎⋆⁺₊ Solar’s master list ⁺₊☀︎⋆⁺₊

Hey, I’m Solar! Welcome to my blog and I hope you enjoy my fics <3

— 🔅 Ongoing

Just a Phase: Starchaser high school football au. James Potter believes himself to be straight, but Regulus Black makes him seriously doubt that.

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theatrekidstatus · 1 year ago

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Holaaaaaaaa

call me jay

Im gender fluid

I am inspiring actress but writing/drawing is my hobby i stand with 🇵🇸

my TikToks are: “21hamiltonheights” for theatre and “Finneasguitarriff” editing. my instagramas are: “yourfavtheatrekid78” and “singleandabouttoturn18ingle”. X(twitter):Anthonyramossfavfan&billiesbra,other blogs:thelovejustinbelivesin,ilove21chumpstreet,justinswifewrites,famdomandfilmshit

✑artistAva max,Billie eilish,Anthony Ramos,Jasmine cephas jones,Megan thee stallion,cardi B, Nicki manage,daveed diggs,Leslie Odom jr✑

Overall fandoms

☀︎Hamilton☀︎

☼Matilda☼

☽Annie☽

☾West side story☾

☁︎Into the woods☁︎

☂︎Desendents☂︎

☔︎Sound of music☔︎

☃︎LILO and sitch☃︎

★High school musical★

☆Tangled☆

☇The Little mermaid☇

♠︎Hercules♠︎

♥︎P&F♥︎

♦︎Jessie♦︎

♤Marvel♤

♧Bsc♧

♡Kim possible♡

♢21 chump street��

♚Mulan♚

♛Marry poppins♛

♖Pincho♖

♝Winnie the poo♝

♞Freaky Friday♞

♔Jungle book♔

♕Sheriff Callie♕

♖Vampirna♖

♗Pj masks♗

♘Puppy dog tales♘

♝Mickey Mouse club house♝

♙Bluey (not weird)♙

⚀Simpsons⚀

⚁Toy Story⚁

⚂Zootopia (not weird)⚂

⚃GMW⚃

⚄Lion king⚄

⚅DWTS⚅

☻Frozen☻

☹︎The wonder years☹︎

☺︎Lady and the tramp☺︎

☕︎Dance moms☕︎

✌︎Wizard of oz✌︎

✍︎12 forever✍︎

✎In treatment✎

✏︎Heart stopper✏︎

✐Bad guys✐

✑Trolls✑

✒︎Gravity falls✒︎

Master list

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starshot-concepts · 4 months ago

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STAR SHOT CONCEPTS

MASTER POST

Created by @local-choatic-demibi-ace

Sister blog - @the-green-spark

IMPORTANT

This is an AU of the Roblox game Doors by LSplash.

But it is my own take on the universe they have created. Adding concepts and characters I believe would be interesting.

BUT

This blog is NOT about the hotel, backdoor, or rooms from the game. It is an look into the far past of my au of doors.

If you want to see what I envision the current state of doors to be like (with the previously stated locations and entities and such) head onto my main blog or my green spark blog

This blog will be very loosely tied to Doors, but it's mostly a creation of my own imagination.

It will feature characters such as void, guide, curious, halt, glitch, and some others. BUT in a alternate form

RULES

1. No nsfw

2. No magic!anons

3. No complaining that "it's not 100% lore accurate to the game" please, I am trying to express my creativity in a thing I enjoy

4. Be respectful please

5. No slurs

Will add more rules if need

WARNING

THIS BLOG WILL HAVE SENSITIVE TOPICS SUCH AS TRAUMA, GORE, AND OTHER SUCH TOPICS

THIS BLOG ISN'T INTENDED FOR YOUNGER AUDIENCES

CHARACTERS LIST

(More will become available as the story progresses)

Void 🕳️ ❌

The Leader 🌙 ✅

The Scholar ✨ ✅

The Fighter 🔮 ✅

The Traveler ⭐ ✅

The Mercurial 🌀 ✅

The Observer☄️ ✅

The Genial ☀ ✅

#doors roblox #roblox doors #starshot #starshot concepts

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geminai-ramblez · 1 year ago

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Hello! Welcome to my page, this page is dedicated to my creations! Aka, my AUs, drawings, headcanons, etc. I'm not online often on Tumblr, but I have not fully abandoned anything! I'm just very slow.

Some of my AUs contain heavy topics and will be labeled and warned beforehand and if it's not your cup of tea, then I'm a-okay if you click off. I want you to know that looking out at what you consume on the internet is your top priority.

If you have any questions feel free to ask me about my AUs! I like to question the bounds of my creativity.

Finally, to make it clear, this is my main account, my 2ND ACCOUNT will deal with my OCs - original characters - and will be similar to this account, just with my original characters.

Anyway, thank you for reading this introduction, I hope you'll enjoy your stay, and have a fun reading. Well, hopefully. And just have an overall good day or night. Whenever you're reading this. Thank you and bye-bye!

- Geminai Out! | THEY/IT/SHE |

MASTER LISTS : ➮ 「 1 」「 2 」「 3 」

▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ █ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ █ ▇ ▆

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➤ MY HERO ACADEMIA █ MIDORIYA AU'S

꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊

ʚ GOD AU ⟬CALL ME KING⟭ ɞ

There were precautions taken to ensure everything about him was left forgotten. It was for the better that the past stayed in the past, yet times are moving. It's the modern world. Why not implore more about the past of the Sun God? Of the tyrant?

☀︎ FIRST THOUGHTS

☀︎ SECOND THOUGHTS PT.2

ʚ HEARTBREAK AU ⟬CRY ME A RIVER⟭ ɞ

He didn't have time to renew his vows; he didn't have time for anything for that matter. He was given a chance, but not a second because if that were the case, they would've known him. At least, the whole of him.

SCENARIOS ⟬ONE-SHOT⟭

⚘ CONTRONYM

ʚ PUPPET AU ⟬ALL THAT MATTERS⟭ ɞ

There was a saying that said it was better to love than to have never loved at all. Which is true, in his mind, that is, that love is a unique emotion. One where it empowers everyone!! Or it just suffocates its host. But, either way! Love is love, no? There isn't just one proper way to categorize such a catalytic fungus!!

꧁ FIRST THOUGHTS

ʚ STRONGEST AU ⟬THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE⟭ ɞ

Instead of watching this through his eyes, we learn of a story about a mother facing the world relatively alone and without anyone to call home. It was meant to be a tragedy in the making, but, one way or another, she was favored by all.

❦ FIRST THOUGHTS

ʚ NAGA AU ⟬THE SENTIMENT⟭ ɞ

Izuku is known as a cold, bitter, and harsh person, befitting with a quirk that many find pitying or downright shameful because, well, snakes have been known to have a bad reputation despite their relatively harmless nature.

♦︎ FIRST THOUGHTS

♦︎ SECOND THOUGHTS

♦︎ THIRD THOUGHTS

♦︎ CHARACTER DYNAMICS PT.1

♦︎ CHARACTER DYNAMICS PT.2

♦︎ THE CLUTCH - MEET THE NAGAS

FUNNY MOMENTS ⟬BLOOPERS⟭

♢ IZUKU AND SHINSO ARE FATHERLESS TOGETHER (UNFORTUNATELY)

♢ FIRST MEETINGS FT. YOSHINARI & IZUKU

♢ IZUKU'S PARENTAL FIGURE CURSE FT. AIZAWA SHŌTA

ART 🎨

🃁 FIRST NAGA - YOSHINARI'S EYES

ʚ KARMATIC AU ⟬UNDERNEATH THE VEIL⟭ ɞ

The story wasn't meant to keep going like this! No! It was meant to be happy and bright and go-lucky! Something to laugh about like a silly little memory... But I suppose things just change, no? Everything changes like a cycle of seasons... Flowing. Without a doubt in time and in mind.

♠︎ FIRST THOUGHTS

ʚ SOUL BREATHING AU ⟬TIMES ANEW⟭ ɞ

When they all woke up in a society where people can have slit eyes, sharp fangs, and nails sharper than normal... Those people—they were still considered people—weren't demons. And it was a shaky transition to comprehend that this world—this superhuman society—is their home. Neither soul could fully shake off the fear crawling underneath their skin, and that was... that was okay!! Hopefully.

♣︎ FIRST THOUGHTS

♣︎ SECOND THOUGHTS

♣︎ THIRD THOUGHTS

SCENARIOS ⟬ONE-SHOTS⟭

♧ WILL YOU UNDERSTAND?

♧ EYES LIKE YOURS ARE HARD TO COME BY FT. YUSHIRO

ʚ MOURNING DOVE AU ⟬A FAR DISTANT MELODY⟭ ɞ

Maybe we can get more than we bargain or maybe we just get shitty luck. Either way, life won't wait for us to move on nor will it wait for us to get it over with. It's our job—the victims—to catch up with the melody of this cruel, dark, and barren world. Or so it seems.

❈ FIRST THOUGHTS

ʚ WIND BROTHER AU ⟬THE TALE OF TWO BROTHERS⟭ ɞ

To a new world, green—purple—eyes watch as the world around them moves on from the tragedy of their stories, of his life. A simple life is what he wanted out of this second chance, but how could he move one? Could he no longer raise a sword and fight again? Well, he couldn't. His hands—these hands—knew how to kill.

SCENARIOS ⟬ONE-SHOTS⟭

𖣘 THE CURSED MARK

ʚ CREATURE OF THE NIGHT AU ⟬OH SYMPATHY...⟭ ɞ

Slit eyes, sharp fangs, and killer claws; he's nothing left but a shell of his former self. There isn't a story to be told here. Oh no, no, no! There's only a warning here, and that warning is for the past that was meant to be forgotten. For good.

＊ FIRST THOUGHTS

SCENARIOS ⟬ONE-SHOTS⟭

＊ WHAT IF IT WAS REVERSED?

ʚ SUPERIORITY COMPLEX AU ⟬SUPERIOR LEVELS⟭ ɞ

There once was a story about a beauty and her beast. A story that was passed down orally from one family member to another. He knew about the story like the back of his hand, but who would've thought that he would have to repeat the same story again like his ancestors? No wonder his mother couldn't handle it anymore.

SCENARIOS ⟬ONE-SHOTS⟭

ᜊ SINGING UNHOLY W/MIDORIYA FT. SHINSOU & STRESSED OUT FATHER FIGURE PRESENTATIONAL MICHAEL

ʚ XOXO AU ⟬SICK JUSTICE⟭ ɞ

The world can be kind... Albeit rarely, however, it doesn't mean it's all over, right? There's still time for a redo; for hope! Wait... there isn't? But - there had to be! I-I mean... why don't we take it with our own hands instead? Yeah! Why don't we show the world how cruel and kind we can be!

❀ FIRST THOUGHTS

❀ 「REVAMP」 FIRST THOUGHTS

ʚ KILLER JUSTICE AU ⟬UNHINGEDNESS⟭ ɞ

When there isn't enough time to remember the rainbow, red takes over, overbearing it's krew with nothing but red dye. There's nothing left but a white rose in the middle of the puddle covered in crimson hues.

☘︎ FIRST THOUGHTS

FUNNY MOMENTS ⟬BLOOPERS⟭

☘︎ "HE'S NOT A SERIAL KILLER HE JUST NEEDS A THERAPIST"

ʚ ENVY AU ⟬ENVY BABY⟭ ɞ

It can be something so out of the blue like watching a family laughing or observing people actually paying attention to one another, or even seeing parents looking at their kids lovingly! Envy is just an emotion so... out of the blue.

SCENARIOS ⟬ONE-SHOTS⟭

✄ SAY GOODBYE LITTLE LIGHT

ʚ WE'RE DIAMONDS AU ⟬BRIGHTER THAN A DIAMOND⟭ ɞ

The sky can be glittering without your eyes watching, vast and full of many stars. All of which have many sizes and shapes. And yet, we'll never know when one will suddenly just... give out.

STORYTELLING ⟬CHAPTER CATALOG⟭

✦ 「OLD」 PROLOGUE - ❝THE LITTLE BOY COVERED IN GREEN JEWELS❞

✦ 「OLD」 CHAPTER ONE - ❝THE LADY THAT WAS COVERED IN GREEN❞

FUNNY MOMENTS ⟬BLOOPERS⟭

✦ ACCIDENTAL GAMBLING ADDICTION FT. BAKUGOU, MIDORIYA, & SMART MICE

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➤ MY HERO ACADEMIA █ YANDERE DEKUBOWL

꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶

〘☙〙 r o y a l t y v e i n s〘PLATONIC - SHIGARAKI〙

The past was meant to be forgotten for many long and unexplainable reasons, but those who do remember the unsaid stories know only pain and misery... Or perhaps they are left wondering... because certainly, I do not know.

➻ FIRST THOUGHTS

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➤ RANDOM SCENARIOS W/O AUS █ WITHOUT ORDER

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𖠄 「OLD」 DADMIC WITH HIS NEWLY *TOTALLY NOT* ADOPTED SON

𖠄 「OLD」 KIRIKAMIDEKU SINGING COMPETITION PLATONIC/ROMANTIC

𖠄 「OLD」 SINGING TO GET THE WIN FT. ANGRY PARENTAL FIGURE

𖠄 GENERATION OF BUTTERFLIX -> KUROKO NO BASUKE

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➤ CREATOR BLOOPERS █ NO ORDER

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⌗ DECISIONS, DECISIONS!

⌗ *INSERT CRYING NOISES*

⌗ 「REBLOG」 MY BOI!

⌗ DEAR SLEEP

✨ You've made it to the end of this master list! ✨

Thank you for your time and I hope you enjoyed my rambles and my general human disaster-y! Again, I'm not often online on Tumblr, but I can promise that I'll never abandon any of my works!

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P.S. This is the MHA MASTERLIST!

MASTER LISTS : ➮ 「 1 」「 2 」「 3 」

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