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Lucifer x human!fem!reader

A/n: Hope you enjoyyyy!

Been a while huh

They really can't catch a break

Sand

Chapter 5 < Chapter 6

This Arm was very complicated.

The new Features and flexibility were a lot to handle. The Arm was, different. You moved your arm left and right. 

Weird. 

Tears sting in your eyes, why were you so emotional?

Your heart squeezed, the wind you used to enjoy when it glides through your fingers was gone. Your healthy arm grasps the cold metal between your fingertips. 

The Iron creaked under your force. You felt weak for crying. Weak for the loneliness that creeped into your heart. Sorrow, and Anger at the situation. 

You got some information but at what cost?

You forgot everything because of the explosion. Right, the explosion. Where is Lucifer?

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“No, No. That’s horrible.” Long fingernails dig into the head from Lucifer. How can Humans be so cruel and stupid?

No doubt that the person who wrote this is indeed still alive and a complete maniac. Who else set those traps right before you and he came? Who would do horrible things to their own kind, just to create the "perfect human".

Putting the letter into his pocket he went back to you. Lucifer opened the door slowly but stops abrupt.

Were you crying? 

Why? 

Are you in pain? 

Lucifer went with fast pace next to you, His fingertips massaged your shoulder as he searches for your eyes. Your soft cries were hurting him.

Indeed, you were crying. Crying while holding onto your new arm for dear life. “What’s wrong kitty?” Your breath shudder, how long was Lucifer here? You turned around not wanting to show him how vulnerable you are. 

Lucifer pushed you back towards him. A gesture he never done before. 

You hated it. 

You hate that Lucifer sees how hurt and damaged you are. Even with all those self-hatred those eyes of his made you break.

The warm smile he gifts you in return as he opens his arms. All you could do was falling in those arms and let go.

Who could blame you?

“Woah, are you okay?” Lucifer hands went up to your head as he draws a pattern into your hair. You simply shook your head and laid there between his neck and shoulder.

Obviously Lucifer knew you weren't okay. It was obvious. The way you shook under hir embrace and the tears that stained his shirt. It told it all.

Maybe you two will never be but you let yourself fall into the feeling that’s unknown to you. Is it comfort or the feeling of being loved? 

You don’t know. 

The way how Lucifer was softly humming you to sleep. “Just let go.” Your eyelids dropped even after all the fighting you softly snore in Lucifers arms. 

“You’re really different, Y/n.” His scarlet eyes gazed at your glowing skin, no doubt beautiful. Even more with clothes off.

You draw him in. Like a nymph who calls men in the endless sea of suffering and death.  He couldn't care less.

He'd die for you.

A true beauty. 

Lucifer was Ignoring the topic to call it love. Every blind person could see how deep he had fallen. But you were human. Easily Breakable and soft. Too soft.

Still one question was burning in his mind.Would you eat him alive if he let you in?

He’s close to lose all his morals he built up. At first it seems easy to not fall for a human but now. He can’t Ignore how his heart is pumping and the rush of blood making him all nervous. 

Lucifer wanted to stop. He didn't want this. He can't. Not after all these things that happened when he fell last time.

It stings.

His face dropped down to yours as he attached his lips onto your forehead.

Stop.

His forehead followed right after as Lucifer breathed in heavy. “I’m sorry you must go through this. I’ll bring you to peace. Home. With me maybe.” 

The double standards were heavy laying on his shoulder. Conflicted voices screaming in his head. He should try, but what if it's too dangerous. What if... You don't want him?

What if you hate him for what he is?

Lucifer sits back up. Looking now out of the window. The sun was long replaced with the soft moon who lights up the dark. 

Earth is really beautiful.

His face turns towards your sleeping form. The moon glow did perfection to you. A true Moon goddess.

Lucifer stood up. His pearl white hands softly pulled his shirt off his body. The stains are still wet from your crying.

A crash broke the comfortable silence. A stone flew into the glass, making it shatter into smaller pieces.

One cutting your cheek. You didn’t wake up. With a another loud crash a golden reptilian eye catches Lucifers bright red ones. 

The appearance was different but the smell of a that demon is very familiar to Lucifer.

“You.” Lucifer growled as he looked to the demon. “Long time no see your Majesty.” The demon spat at Lucifer and more demons jumped out for an attack. 

Lucifer jumped out of the attacks and dragged you with him.

The other demons have managed to make small damage to Lucifer but nothing he can’t fix. A snap with his fingers and the demons were burning in the raging red of Lucifers flames. 

The flames of hell. 

The snapping and cracking of demon flesh, Lucifers red eyes pierced through the burning flames as the Demons yellow eyes flashed back to him. “Striker.” Lucifer growled, his teeth bearing as he watched every movement of Striker closely. 

The screams made you shift in your position but you haven't opened an eye yet.

Lucifers hands were tight around your waist, his eyes never leaving strikers. “You blue blooded freaks always take what they want. Leave my girl alone, Morningstar.” Lucifer breathing got hotter, and the flames made it uncomfortable warm to you. 

"Your girl? Hah, never knew you liked degrading." The smirk Lucifer gave Striker only boiled Strikers blood. The rage filled eyes of these two were intimidating.

The oxytocin was thin, and your lungs tried to get every bit of air in. Lucifers eyes worriedly switched to your body, sensing the trouble your body was having. 

Why haven’t you woken up? 

The hair on his body raised as striker shot into your leg, still no reaction. “Y/n!” The moment Lucifer let his guard down another bullet strikes his shoulder, the golden blood poured onto your shirt. 

“Oh? She doesn’t wake up?” Lucifers red eyes quickly stayed Striker. Till he heard the sound of glass hitting another. A small bottle was in Striker’s hand. His smirk never leaving the imp demon. 

“What have you done?” Lucifer doesn’t want to even think about it.

Did He even want to know what is in this bottle?

His heart clenched heart as sweat pearled down his forehead, his muscles tensed. Has Striker poisoned you? But when? How?

“Just a little,” Striker angled the bottle downwards as it substance dropped onto… you. Shocked Lucifer looked down to see you gone from his hands. 

Was he so tense and off guard that he hasn’t realize how you slipped out of his hands? 

Where did all this training from heaven go?

“Drop.” Strikers tongue lapped over his lips as he took out an Asmodeus crystal. Lucifer quickly react and dashed towards your body. His hands stretched outwards to grasps yours. 

Striker laughed as a portal formed beneath his feet. 

Lucifers scream hollowed through the walls and forest. Crows fly upwards to safe themselves of danger. Meanwhile Lucifer laid in his own blood in an empty room. 

“Y/n?” Lucifer claws ripped into the dark wood from the floor, “Y/n!”

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Striker walked into the hall of the hospital with you in one of the hospital beds. The cold sound of shoes hitting the stone pavement was uncomfortable and pestered to hear.

“You’ve got her?”

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Valentino's Businesses

Val is a man with his fingers in many pies. He has a lot of fingers and he's unbothered by double dipping, so he will own as many businesses as he can, even if he cannot visit all of them in a month if he only did one a day. Vox does the finances for his many businesses because he doesn't care to do it and he knows Vox is better at it than he is.

THE STUDIO

Porn Studios is the crown jewel of Valentino's territory. The studio is where he spends a lot of his time and makes a good deal of his money. Royalties and such kick in a lot from the studio, and he gets extra money from the pornos bought from his own sex shop. Ozzie has a contract with Valentino that he will only do porn with Porn Studios, and most of the porn involving him also involves Valentino. Val is also exclusively in most of the POV stuff that he shoots.

THE CLUBS

Val owns a total of 15 clubs in Pentagram City with various levels of repute and two that he sometimes ventures to Imp City to do Ugly Step Child Maintenance on. Club Hell 666 is one of his most popular and he keeps it fairly well stocked with Angel Dust content.

Another club he spends a lot of time at is Spark Plugs, which is a very neon BDSM club that he named for Vox. If asked about it, he will not admit to it.

Signature Drinks By Club Part One

Signature Drinks By Club Part Two

CLUB LIST:

Spark Plugs - BDSM Club; Themed after Vox; Full bar, planned scenes for show, rooms/floor space available for scenes among patrons, pay-to-play toys/gear/lube available, bring-your-own-gear encouraged only for dress, Drug Vending Machines

NYMPH-O-MANIAC - BDSM Club; Older than Spark Plugs; Full bar, planned scenes for show, rooms/floor space available for scenes among patrons, pay-to-play toys/gear/lube available, bring-your-own-gear encouraged only for dress

Club Hell 666 - Strip Club; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Drug Vending Machines, Sports Bar-Esque Kitchen

Brite Lite - Strip Club; Exclusively Insect Sinners Work Here; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Drug Vending Machines, Bar Snacks Only

Number Of The 63457 - Strip Club; Exclusively Hellborn Work Here; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Drug Vending Machines, Traditional Bar Food Only

Shymmer - Strip Club; Attached to Shyne via a corridor; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Higher-End Kitchen

Shyne - Nightclub; Attached to Shymmer via a corridor; Full bar, Dancefloor, Bathrooms + Glory Hole Stalls, Drug Vending Machines, Sports Bar-Esque Kitchen

Redlight - Sex Club; Full bar, Dancefloor, Bathrooms + Glory Hole Stalls, Drug Vending Machines, Free Use Sex Rooms, Pay-To-Play toys/gear/lube available in each room, Showers, Full Kitchen

Glory Hole - High-End Sex Club; Full bar, Dancefloor, Bathrooms + Glory Hole Stalls, Drug Vending Machines, Pay-To-Play sex rooms/toys/gear/lube available in each room, VIP Brothel Upstairs, Showers, Full Kitchen

Dick Heaven - Gay Bar; Only men work here; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Drug Vending Machines, Free Use Sex Rooms, Attendants Paid Via Tips In Glory Hole Stalls, Traditional Bar Food Only

Pussy Paraíso - Lesbian Bar; Only women work here; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Drug Vending Machines, Free Use Sex Rooms, Brunch and Bar Food Only

Vanity Project - Non-Themed Bar & Grill; More like a restaurant than a bar; 15 Big Screen TVs, Game/Casino Room, Full Bar, Full Kitchen

Heartbeats - Karaoke Bar; Full Bar, VIP Section (Including Strippers), Full Kitchen

Bloodsport - Sports Bar; Full bar, 30 Big-Screen TVs + All Sports Packages Available, Full Kitchen

Smoke & Mirrors - Hookah Bar; Full Bar, Comfortable Booths, Semi-Expensive Bowls, Snack Kitchen

R3D - Imp City Nightclub; Full bar, Dancefloor, Bathrooms, Drug Vending Machines, Meager Kitchen

Horns - Imp City Strip Club; Full bar, Dancefloor, Bathrooms + Glory Hole Stalls, Drug Vending Machines, Meager Kitchen

THE PHARMACEUTICAL COMPANY

Hard To Swallow Pharmaceutical is a drug peddling company that carries both actual necessary medications and any and all drugs to get high on. It produces and sells everything in-house and delivers to different drug stores throughout Pride. Valentino uses his own medicines from time to time that he takes from the company's stores.

THE TOY FACTORY

Having his own toy manufacturing factory was important to Valentino, and so VAL-U was created. All of his toys/lube/merchandise are labeled with the VAL-U brand, even if they aren't particularly affordable. They are of value because Val made them. Eventually, Mammon sources his sexbots of Glitz and Glam from Valentino, since Ozzie refuses to help him with it anymore.

THE TOY STORE

Valentino's sex shop, Beacon, is fairly popular in his territory. It sells Valentino's products and is one of the few places in Pride that sell Ozzie's merchandise, as well. It's a large two-story building with different sections for different supplies, including a room with floor-to-ceiling shelves for pornos. There isn't a single thing that Beacon does not sell in reference to sex, including illicit drugs.

THE 24/7 VALGAS WEDDING VENU

FastWed is a speed marriage venue that is open 24/7 in the northernmost corner of Valentino's territory. Inside its walls is a small counter where Love Potions can be bought for a steeper price than usual. It also carries last-minute wedding bands and a small bridal/tux rental shop. The amount of annulments that came from FastWed eventually prompted a wing of the same building that performs divorces, FastBreak.

THE LOVE HOTEL

Choza Del Amor, translated as The Love Shack, is a Red Light District Little Darling. Erected in 1984 after Valentino saw an opportunity for an escort service and, frankly, a place for anonymous sex present itself to him. It works as both a brothel and a place where people can rent rooms and bring their own partners.

[cephalopod-celabrator]

Which major Greek gods I think you least want to get on the bad side of:

They will be rated on a scale of 1 to 10 based on how easily provoked they are, how effective they are at getting revenge, and how likely they are to take your loved ones as casualties. 0 means you're fine, 10 means that you are in fact fucked

Zeus: 8/10 Now Zeus is one of the most easily provoked, because in order for him to endanger your life all you need to do is be attractive or be near someone attractive. If he dislikes you he'll kill you and if he likes you his wife will kill you. Neither of them are known for being precise with their wrath, so you're family, especially any child had with Zeus, are going to be in for it too. The only reason he's not higher is because he might, might, protect you from Hera and he doesn't really have the attention span or precision to make sure that he finishes the job if he tries to kill you Poseidon: 8/10 The lord of the ocean is lest lustful than his lil bro, a low bar, but he's still pretty easy to provoke. He's also not very good at making sure the job gets done, but he is probably the most indiscriminate with his wrath. He'll endanger your friends, your family, everyone near you, and/or your city if he feels like it. Hades: 5/10 Now Hades is pretty hard to piss off, all things considered. Don't go out of your way to defy him, his wife, or the natural order of death and you'll be fine. The only reason he's not at like a 2 is because if you do cross him or his wife Persephone, you are so spectacularly fucked. He might not do anything to you in life but once you shuffle off that mortal coil oh boy. Enjoy being physically and psychologically tortured for literal eternity. Hestia: 0/10 Okay, you have to try like crazy hard to piss of Hestia. It takes monumental stupidity and even if you do, probably the worse she'll do is refuse to ever bless you again. But you should still be ashamed of yourself. Hera: 6.5/10 She has more self-control than her husband and if you're careful you can avoid breaking any of her rules, but if you catch his eye then I'm sorry. Your family will likely be in danger if you draw her ire, and you don't have great chances of survival but it's not impossible. Demeter: 5/10 As far as gods go she's one of the more laid back ones, except when it comes to her daughter. I mean, mess with her nymphs or what have you and your ass is dead, but you'd have to be pretty stupid to draw her attention. The only reason she's not lower is that she causes starvation and hypothermia through the winter she brings each year, but there's not much you can do about that. Athena: 6.5/10 It depends on the interpretation of her but she usually won't smite people unless they directly challenge her or whatnot, but she's still got a bit of a temper on her. And it should be self-explanatory as to why making an enemy of the goddess of strategy and war is not a good idea Hermes: 2/10 I honestly can't think of any myths about the wrath of Hermes, but he still seems like a guy who can be dangerous if you end up on the wrong side of him Ares: 5/10 You'd think the god of carnage and war would be higher, but you're main concern with him is if you end up on the battlefield with him or if you directly aggress against him or those close to him. Dionysus: 6/10 I'd say he falls about middle of the road when it comes to the touchiness of gods, but I really wouldn't recommend pissing off the god of madness. I was going to give him a lower score then remembered the herd of murderous maniac women who follow him, so. Aphrodite: 8/10 Aphrodite is probably the easiest god to piss off because she will take anything as an insult and might randomly decide that you need to die so your partner can get with someone else or something. She's sloppy about her work too, which both means that you have relatively good chances of escaping her wrath and that everyone around you is likely to get caught up in it Hephaestus: 2/10 I mean, he mostly targets his anger at other gods who have wronged him, but I could see a mortal ending up as collateral of some scheme of his. Mostly the dude wants to be left alone

Apollo: 10/10 Yeah, this dude has one of the highest bodycounts of any Olympian, both in terms of murders and hook-ups. And quite a few combinations of both. He's almost hornier than Zeus and less likely to discrimenate between men and women, but his lovers have a slightly higher survival rate. He's pretty easy to piss off and when you do get on his bad side, you're unlikely to find a proportionate response. He will unleash plague, disaster, and/or a rain of arrows on anyone who he doesn't like the vibe of. Artemis: 9.5/10 Now you could argue that Apollo and her should switch ratings, but I think the twins are probably the deadliest gods out there. Artemis is also quite easy to piss off and if you don't give the proper offerings or disrespect her, she will show you that the bow isn't decorative or maybe send wild animals to rip you apart. You'll be lucky if she stops at you though, because your kids or really anyone in the same country as you are a potential casualty. I would say out of all the gods, Artemis is the least likely to fail to kill someone she's decided needs to be six feet under. She doesn't miss. And if you hit on her, you've basically just signed your own death warrant.

[losers-clvb]

slow burn // one

pairing: lucas samos x nymph!female!reader

summary of chapter: y/n osanos found about her engagement through the red servants' gossip. after months of trying to convince her uncle, lord osanos, to call it off, it's revealed that they have to move the wedding up.

content of chapter: anger, irritation, arguing, the older adults are like the worst people ever, use of y/n, arranged marriage, like one swear word, reader is looked down upon, reader is mean to lucas

word count: 1.9k

Y/N was to marry the Samos boy. There was nothing anyone, including Y/N herself, could do to stop it from happening. She had been trying for months since the news broke to her, news she only found out when she had overheard Red servants while passing by the kitchens late one night. When she had pressed them to find out how they had figured this news out, they were hesitant to tell her, never having seen the young woman so angry before. She wasn’t known for speaking harshly to the help despite most of the other Silver’s doing so. When they finally broke and spilled that it had come straight from the mouth of her uncle, Lord of the House Osanos, she had been speechless. She knew she had to stop it from happening.

“House Samos is full of brutes and maniacs,” she had tried to reason. This only made her parents and uncle angry, all of them becoming even angrier when Volo and his own family had walked in only seconds later, obviously having overheard her comment. He had sneered at her before walking past her, nearly knocking her down in his movements. Ptolemus and Evangeline, his children, seemed not to care too much about her thoughts. The eldest of Volo’s children had only smirked over to her, eyes shining like a cat chasing its prey, while Evangeline looked rather bored. It was Lucas, their cousin and the man she was supposed to marry, who seemed to be the odd one out, looking equally as annoyed as the nymph girl.

Y/N ignored them all and turned to leave the room, knowing whatever they were to speak about she had no say in anyways. It was when she reached for the door, hand resting on the doorknob to pull it open, when she nearly had a heart attack.

“The wedding has to be moved up.” Volo announced to the room. This was unexpected. Everything had been planned to happen within a set number of days. There would be a welcome party for guests two days before, a ladies’ tea and gentlemen’s social hour the day before, then the beautiful wedding. Lucas was to go with the royal family back to Archeon and his wife was to follow. Y/N was supposed to have at least a few more weeks to get used to the idea that she would have to spend the rest of her life tied to someone she didn’t even know.

“What?” She turned to the rest of the room. It didn’t look like Lucas was surprised by this, something that made her scowl. He obviously was given more information and say about his life than she was. He was slightly older than her, and it helped that he was a male in one of the High Houses. Everyone, sometimes including the younger Silvers, looked down on her or at the very least underestimated her. She wasn’t the best in training, having struggled to control her ability until an older age than most. She had excelled in Protocol, but the only person who was proud of that was Lady Blonos herself.

Volo, as usual, ignored Y/N. “It seems the King would prefer to keep the months following Queen’s Trial to be about the Prince and his betrothed. A wedding between two of the High Houses would be… ‘distracting’.” He finished his sentence with a look on his face that said he agreed. He probably did, seeing how everyone believed that his daughter would be the next queen of Norta. Lord Osanos huffed, seeing this change in plans as an inconvenience to his day.

“Fine.” He replied flatly, looking at his brother and sister-in-law. They looked slightly annoyed with the change in plans but knew no one could go above the King. They nodded, looked at each other, and her father spoke.

“Next week.”

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It was late. Y/N knew that. It had to be at least 1 AM, and everyone was asleep. Everyone except her and a few Red servants. She should be sleeping herself, but her mind was racing. She couldn’t help but think that this marriage was going to be the worst thing that could ever happen to her. Tossing and turning, somehow never finding a comfortable spot or position to sleep in, she was so frustrated that she could cry. But it was when she thought about running away for the fifth time that night that she decided some warm milk may help her sleep. She threw on her robe, tying it tight in an attempt to help soothe her in case she might run into someone on her way to the kitchens. Mindlessly walking through the halls, she kept her steps light and quiet. She passed guards, some she recognized and some she didn’t. Regardless of that, she nodded and smiled kindly to them all, even when most didn’t even acknowledge her.

Rounding a corner near one of the dining rooms, she looked up from her feet. It was a good thing she had, locking her eyes on a certain blonde guard who she was determined to stay away from until their wedding. Y/N stopped in her tracks, deciding she would take the longer route to the kitchens if it meant not having to walk past him. She turned quickly wanting to get out of that situation as quickly as she could. She would have gotten away too, if it hadn’t been for the table that was directly behind her. She ran right into it, her hip hitting the edge, both making the table move about an inch and what was sure to be a giant bruise right on her side. Her cheeks heated in embarrassment, knowing at least five guards had seen it happen.

“Y/N?” When she heard her name come from his mouth, she cringed. Facing him, she noticed his hand on the hilt of his dagger. She scoffed, narrowing her eyes. She didn't say a word to him yet when she started to walk away from the hall, she heard his footsteps following her. She sighed, walking faster. Of course, he caught up to her, his legs being longer and faster than hers. They fell in step together, no one saying a word for a few moments.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?” Lucas asked her with a soft voice. She knew he was trying to be kind to her, knew he was trying his best not to piss her off, but the question just made her angrier about their arrangement. She didn’t know why. He hadn’t directly done anything to her. Maybe it was just the circumstances, but the only thing she felt towards him was resentment.

“I can’t.” She answered quickly, voice just as quiet as her steps. Lucas waited for her to elaborate, but when Y/N hadn’t spoken again, he knew she wanted the subject dropped. Unfortunately, he didn’t.

“Why?” This time, Y/N glared at him. She crossed her arms over her stomach, manicured nails catching Lucas’ attention. He smiled slightly at the light peach color.

“You know why.” She bit back, balling her hands into fists. She could feel tears welling up in her eyes from the frustration. The last thing she wanted was for Lucas to see her cry so she angled her head away from him. Lucas’ heart broke at her answer. While he wasn’t necessarily thrilled with the whole situation, it wasn’t the worst thing, was it? Was the idea of marrying him really that horrible? He didn’t understand what he had done to make the sweetest girl had known hate him so much.

“I’m sorry.” He apologized, not just for the marriage, but for his family, for her family, for anything he had done to anger her. Instead of calming her, it did the opposite. Her eyes flared with irritation and she whipped her head to him. The tears had since fallen, any evidence of them having been wiped away by Y/N. Lucas leaned away when he saw the look on her face.

“For what? For having to marry me? For letting your family treat me the way they do? Or is it for the fact that you can’t even hear me crashing into a table without reaching for your weapons?” Y/N burst out, voice louder than before. She saw the doors to the kitchen just ahead, thankful that their time together would soon be over. Just as she went to reach for the door, Lucas’ hand fell onto her shoulder. They locked eyes, Y/N seeing that the softness in his eyes had been replaced by a burning fire of annoyance.

“You’ve got to be kidding me! You’re mad about that?” He was angry, only a bit. He couldn’t believe that the little moment in the hallway would really have stuck with her that much.

“Yeah, I am! You can’t even try to solve a problem without resorting to violence!” Her voice was getting louder and by that point a few Red servants had opened the kitchen doors a crack to see who was making such noise at that hour.

“It’s my job, Y/N. I have to protect the royal family, the kingdom of Norta! The Scarlet Guard is running around and I wasn’t sure if they had broken in.” He seethed back.

“Spare me the bullshit, Lucas.” She scoffed out. “You’re just like the rest of them. You’d rather kill first, ask questions later, if it makes your life easier.” Y/N pulled away from him, ignoring the way her arm felt colder without his touch. Lucas didn’t move. He couldn’t believe what she had said. He was kind, was he not? He still couldn’t figure out why she was acting so cold towards him, why she could be loving towards everyone else but couldn’t even find a way to act civil with him. After a moment of contemplation, he entered the kitchens.

Red servants milled about, preparing vegetables and meats to be cooked in the morning. They ducked their heads when he passed, acknowledging his rank as a Silver guard. He spotted Y/N in the corner, chatting with an older Red as she waited for milk to warm. She was smiling, talking kindly with the woman. After pouring the liquid into a cup, she bid the woman goodnight before exiting out a different set of doors. Lucas followed her, keeping himself a few steps behind in an attempt to keep her calm. It didn’t work.

“Don’t follow me.” She spoke over her shoulder, continuing to walk. As the walked, Lucas looked to the other guards in the halls. They raised their eyebrows to him, eyes full of amusement. They knew the two were betrothed to one another. They also knew that, for whatever reason, Y/N couldn’t stand the Samos male.

“I’m just making sure you make it back to your room safely, as I would for anyone else.” He told her.

“I’m not completely helpless. I can protect myself.”

“You’re not helpless.” Lucas echoed back. Y/N didn’t speak again after that, not knowing what to say to that.  It sounded as if he thought she was more than a little Nymph girl who had once cried when Instructor Arven told her she was weak.

They reached her door together, Lucas having caught up with her somewhere along the way. She stepped inside, eyes flitting to the ground so she didn’t have to look at him. As she closed the door, she heard one last thing from him.

“See you next week."

[krsnaradhika]

A snippet from Krishavyayam hehe-

Small points to be noted before you get started—

Kamalnayani/ Hridayaa/ Mohini are the same person. The same oc has multiple names.

Mohini is also Hari here, as we know. Hence, Mohini and Mohini it is hehe-

Please if this offends you, tell me and I'll pull it down. This is purely fiction and does not intend to offend any religious beliefs and sentiments.

You'll find the whole book on Wattpad, so cheers! ✨

She was bewitching. The woman before whom demons swooned and caelitis were rendered wordless. Dark as the zenith hour of dusk and as radiant as a nymph who rose from the cerulean waves, she had her wife in a daze for she had poof-ed out of the blue (god).

Kamalnayani looked half amused, half moonstruck as Mohini grinned at her, winking notoriously. She sported a red and black lehenga of chiffon, diamantes stuck to the flowy fringes as well as her kohl-lined eyes and she swung a vial of mead in her willowy fingers— all too coquettishly.

Why, you ask?

"Because I last saw her so long ago," Hridayaa accentuated, sheepishly batting her eyes at Kanha and linking an arm of his to hers. The latter had mirth dancing in his very handsome features and it wouldn't be wrong to say he missed those precious moments either.

Ogres raced hither and thither for one touch of Mohini who swaggered through the waves, effortlessly charming all. Flowy tresses wrapped in the whiff of lotus and pearl ornaments dangled on her voluptuous form. She was beautiful and lethal. Woman and vulpine.

"And I miss her."

He snorted out a laugh, tendrils jumping up to his forehead to kiss them and then he obstructed them with a rake of his sculpted fingers, "I am literally right here, Hridayae."

"No, Mohini." She whined, almost hopping in her place but he disciplined her with quasi glare. Krishu pouted, seeming more of a child than a mother— as if demanding not a woman but a candy. "I want Mohini! She can give me excellent company these days and you know we're nearing the due date. Also she had a kid so she can give me great parenting tips meant for mothers. Kanha pleaseeeeee?"

"As my queen pleases."

And so, Mohini and Mohini were now face to face after ages— giggling vivaciously and maniacally at each other's sight.

"So where should I escort you now, wife?"

"Jhumka shopping!" Krishu tugged her, then waddling around to the brass and copper caskets to arrange for casual robes for herself. Mohini hummed and slipped herself in the quilts of the soigne bed, then spat her beverage right through her mauve lips out of pure whammy when the whims of Kamalnayani surprised her again.

"And we're hitched. We are begetting a kid through the blessing of an austere sage. I don't want anyone ogling at you in the marketplace, hmm? They don't have any right to."

She shortly inclined her head in a yes, inarticulate. Of course, they were married.

"Right. Only you do." The goddess simpered through the chalice sitting on her mouth. Then she clipped her bracelet against her dainty wrists, kissing where the pulse chanted the name of an archeress.

───  ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅  ───

"This for Bhadra Jiji, this for Lakshu Jiji and oh— Jambavati Jiji adores teals and turquoise!"

Oxidized silver bracelets, bronze armbands, floral rings and arabesque silks brimmed the tawny stalls on wheels as the two goddesses stirred past them, riveted by the grandeur of the city that was their latibule. Krisha and Mohini walked hand in hand, occasionally picking a bloom or two to profess their love in dramatic whispers as their secretive chortles became the fantasies of little girls who watched them from afar.

The ivory and maroon turban with pearl motifs caught her attention and then she waved her hand at her husband- urhm, wife.

Kamalnayani smiled at the lady vendor who beamed at her with gentle eyes. "What do you expect?"

"A healthy baby. Nothing more." She shrugged cordially, looking over her shoulder to find Mohini partially veiling herself as she peered at the bustling streets through the rich translucence of her raiments.

"She seems new here. Do you know her?" The genial old woman squinted, "Why would she do that? Does she not know it's not normal to mantle her face in Aryan practices?"

"She's new here, Kaaki," Hridayaa answered in a jiffy as Mohini sprang to catch up with her, flashing the gleam of her cloaked dagger to the bandits who gawked at her. The bunch inhaled sharply, going about their own businesses when they recognised her as a beguiling mirage. An elusive dream.

Women with lethal beauty were to be feared. It was doltish to trust her who had other eyes trailing on every gait she took.

"Mohini. She's enchanting and gravitates a lot of attention to herself she doesn't wish for."

"Oh. Your friend?"

"This is my wife, aunt." Mohini giggled instead as the seller flushed, then ducked her head while murmuring a small apology. "No worries."

"Exquisite couple, best wishes to both of you." She fished out a leaf of tamarind from her purse, then slid the velvet turban from the honey-eyed woman to the one whose smile was as sweet as it. Kanha— now Mohini, brought a pair of suryakanthi jhumkas and slipped in Hridayaa's lotus palms.

"Pretty moms make pretty babies."

Kaaki Sulochanaa— with eyes as pulchritudinous as her name— chuckled once again at the flushed women who squirmed a little closer to each other, surreptitiously stealing gazes and then shuffling in opposite ways, the presents never seeming enough.

"Oh, so you both aren't yet out of the mushy-mushy phase?"

───  ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅  ───

The dusk and the moon and their realm in Dvaravati wasn't exotic to their ardor for each other. It was the atelier of the art they painted each other in.

The scarlet roses and ivory jasmines embraced each other in the curls of the enchantress who sat between the legs of her wife, inclining her swan neck to the side as her eyes shut themselves when ivory fingertips skimmed through her scalps and skin. The sleek obsidian waterfalls and warm breaths of the woman of flames fondled her nape and Mohini wanted to flee into the aisles to escape from her namesake, but she knew the sacred smokes and ambrosia would chase her still. For the woman who carried their child was said to have seized the sense of a thousand men too around her.

"You are seducing me, good lady Kamya?" She crooned, her voice as soothing as the psithurism of the forest they promised to be each other's.

"Keep dreaming. I have always wanted to do your shringara," Agneyaa murmured lying through her teeth and when she felt a frisson run down below her touch she smirked. "Hesitate for nothing though, darling. I am quite a charmer I am told."

Mohini let out a shuddered breath, rolling her eyes and then she caught the hand of Mohini who was yet sniggering at her. "Enough now. Your skills are laudable. I have never looked this beautiful." Her gaze traversed to the mirror which gaped at two women like long lost lovers. The stones of lapis lazuli and rubies and diamonds were bestrewed upon her lithe physique like stars on the ether. A spark birthed in her guts and she was an art. An art to be ravished by her lover.

Kamalnayani giggled and pressed a chaste kiss to the cheeks of that beauty who turned pink. Then she filled the dips of the curves of Mohini's spine with her fingers binding the kamarbandh, husking near her earlobes, "Lies."

She stifled the throes of her heart and an amaranthine smile stayed on her visage. As they multiplied and she was unwavered, she was the epitome of every mother. Mohini whisked around and pulled her in a slow dance, unhurried and buoyant as their limbs swayed in poised waves— grinning as they found forelsket again and again.

Afterall, nightmares were dreams too. The heart of Keshava was living a vision of a lover for now.

───  ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅  ───

Kanha found blue roses, azure water lilies and peacock feathers all tied together by a string as a gauzy navy robe enveloped them. "They reminded me of you, love." The whimsical note read, stuck to the spruce wood table and he grinned plucking them from it.

"And oh, I loved being with Mohini."

He was a fuchsia yet again.

The setting was an atelier of a picturesque art in making— born of the love of an archeress and the chakradhaari.

[dollyswan]

My 3 personalities

[5eraphim]

Official Roster of Characters for the monster mash-

(I'm so sorry to everyone who's sent a request I have yet to get to, but I'm on a spiral, and this is the one thing I can focus on ngl-)

Some are odd choices, but I wanted a good mix of obscure monsters with the more common ones. I hope the backstories justify the choices well! ^^

Red Team!

RED Scout: Horror Movie Slasher

A kind of Michael Myers or Bo Sinclair type, he has no supernatural powers and relies on nothing but his own force of will to get his sick thrills and escape capture. He's a hyperactive little maniac with bloodlust like none other. (Additionally, he is in a serial killer duo with BLU Pyro.) 

RED Soldier: Battlefield Ghost (American Redcap)

The once-promising Soldier who met a grizzly end on the battlefield fighting with all his heart now bound to the land he once protected as his restless spirit looks to avenge his own death, slaughtering all who dare tread on his resting place. No living man could comprehend the madness and hatred of the ex-soldier, as in life, none could compare to his heart and dedication to battle. Now the Soldier fights in an endless war in death with no promise of freedom. (A redcap is a ghost from English/Scottish folklore, describing the spirits who haunt boarders and the areas where the living once fought to protect and expand their homeland, something much like the ghosts haunting places like Sharpsburg, Chikamauga and many other such positions from the era of the civil war.)

RED Pyro: Cursed Living Doll

Pyro, as a living doll, has known several lives. Once, the gift of an elderly toymaker for his grandson, a little stuffed fireman, inspired by the fables the little boy would make up and perform for his Grandfather. Using the little toys as players as he narrated for his Grandfather, who would watch with wrapped attention, knowing he needed to make this toy perfectly to fit such a blessed and inspired storyteller. And for a few months, the little toy Pyro was the star performer in all the boy's shows, as he performed for family and friends alike. It was a cruel irony when tragedy struck the little boy's house in the form of a roaring blaze, one which snuffed out the life of the boy who died, clutching his most prized possession, praying it would deliver him to safety, as he'd done to so many other little boys in his stories. Years later, when the remnants of the toy were discovered, miraculously avoiding much damage from the fire, it was donated to a toy history museum, where it was to be touched up and put on display. But after the superstitious historian caught the cursed little thing moving about in the night on its own, he refused to lay his hands on it. This continued for some time until the little Toy Fireman eventually wound up lost, all alone all over again. To this day, the toy wanders in shadows, wandering from person to person. Terrified, restless, homesick, always looking for his beloved Grandfather, lost so long ago.

RED Heavy: Frankenstein's Monster

A creature of few words but of massive scale. Heavy is known to those on the outside as a cruel, merciless monster, one who must be kept away at all costs. But those close to him know better. Heavy won't rise to violence without outsider instigation. He cares only about protecting those close to him. Frightening on the outside, Heavy cares little for those who look upon him with fear or derision. It's not an easy or pleasant life, but it's all he's ever known.

RED Demo: Satyr

Nowhere near as vicious as many of his counterparts, above all, he is a hedonist, a title Demo embraces with pride. A creature with the gods' blood running in his veins, Demo knows he can unleash unfathomable destruction at will and is no stranger to enacting as much. But above all, Demo lives for the finer things in life and all the secular pleasures he can get his hands on. He lives among the mortals and nymphs, beckoning the pure to sin and corruption, one full glass at a time.

RED Engineer: Cyborg 

In the lore of TF2, it's mentioned that many of the patents attributed to Engie were initially his Grandfather's inventions he'd workshopped and brought to the battlefield. Going off of this, consider Engie's Grandfather alone, desiring a child to care for, and if he couldn't create one biologically, he'd do it in his machine shop. (Imagine if the story of Pinocchio were steampunk instead of Germanic.) Being constructed in a cold lab surrounded by machines of war and artillery, Engie never learned how to understand humans except through means of war. When his Grandfather, his Maker, passed away, no one was left to inhibit the Cyborg's morbid curiosity for humanity. Equal parts machine of war and curious child exploring the world, Engie's world is a cold one, unfeeling and without meaning.

RED Medic: Corrupt/Evil Priest

The one holy and devout man of the cloth led astray to the path of sin through secular curiosities and the thirst for knowledge. The ex-priest now embraces the life of vice, actively working to convince others to follow in kind. The Medic was cursed from birth with an insatiable curiosity, and it was only a matter of time before this morbid fascination with the other-worldly would lead him to stray from God. Medic was always well educated and cultured, though nowadays, he's not nearly as kind-hearted as he once was, choosing instead to favor a life of black magic, studying the dark arts and the occult.

RED Sniper: Vampire Hunter

While he and his bloodline were once humans, they are now cursed to roam the Earth forever, unable to be granted the sweet embrace of death until every vampire has been defeated. It is a miserable life, to say the least. There is nothing but endless bloodshed, centuries spent hunting in the hope of one day finding peace. (A task all the more soul-crushing considering in this AU, the Administrator is a vampire herself, and taking her out is basically flat-out impossible.)

RED Spy: Undead Groom

A groom killed on his wedding night, double-crossed by his own bride upon learning of his affairs with other women. What was once a life of treachery, unfaithfulness, and betraying the hearts of unsuspecting morals is now an afterlife, eternally haunting the graveyard behind the chapel. (Gonna be brutally honest, this backstory is weak as fuck, I just think Spy in an undead groom get-up would go so hard-)

BLU Team!

BLU Scout: Werewolf

AKA the lil' runt of the liter. Volatile and competitive, werewolf Scout worked harder than all the other members of his liter to fight to the top. He knows he's worked hard for this, and though he may lead the pack now, he'll never forget the childhood he spent in last place.

BLU Soldier: Haunted Armor

A magnanimous sight, over two hundred pounds of hand-crafted iron worked to perfectly protect the wearer from enemies. In combat, it was nothing short of a work of art, turning the act of slaughter into a breathtaking spectacle and carnage into poetry. Armor like this was intended to live on the battlefield, not remain stationary, fixed in place by the mantel, as a parody of its former beauty. And only the original master of the armor, the restless spirit of a bloodthirsty Soldier struck down in combat, had the tenacity to reclaim his majesty. Possessing the armor and, in kind, forever walking the Earth, his only purpose of killing without mercy, showing everyone how the most beautiful and illustrious of armor was truly meant to be seen.

BLU Pyro: Masked Slasher

A creature of the night, a mask without a face, a shadow without a body. It's more about stalking Pyro and watching as a nocturnal predator. One who lives for the thrill of the hunt. As opposed to Scout's sadistic desire to kill. He's a creature who lives for the night. Pyro doesn't remember life before killing. All it knows is the call to evil that rises each night with the moon, making him the perfect partner in crime for the hyperviolent, not-so-discrete, Scout.

BLU Heavy: Yeti

Literally just canon Heavy if he never got out of Siberia and had more body hair.

BLU Demo: Phoenix-hybrid

Fire, explosions, collateral damage, nothing inspired this creature of fire and rebirth with wonder and satisfaction quite like the sight of a fire, the aftermath of a grand explosion tearing up and consuming all that lay in its wake. For all this destruction, there is always the promise of rebirth, and for as many deaths Demo suffers, he never fails to come back, just as strong and ready to fight as before.

BLU Engineer: Poltergeist

A restless spirit with a pension for the mechanical, a poor man who tragically lost his life at the hands of a freak tech accident. Feeling no sense of connection to the world around him except through the cords and metal, he wielded in life. Not malevolent, not vengeance-seeking, merely a lost soul looking to find the meaning he once knew in life wielding his tools and devices. Anyone who steps into the ex-engineer's shop would swear they felt watched, chills, and melancholy in the air.

BLU Medic: Grim Reaper

The angel of death here to separate the human body from its soul and send the spirit into their next life. Medic loves his job. He may have no control over how his victim dies, but every day he watches the life leave the eyes of his victims in unique ways, as morbid as it is fascinating. It's a privilege for him to learn so much about humans and their pain. Knowing he'll be the last thing they'll see before the afterlife is also quite honoring!

BLU Sniper: Gargoyle

An inanimate statue constructed for the sole reason of watching over the cathedral he rests above. For so long, he performed this task till he grew restless and longed to stray from his accursed perch. Through this agitation, Sniper was persuaded to allow a demon to possess his stone body to give him the freedom he longed to see. Though the demon never promised Sniper when he'd get his body back, and centuries later, the gargoyle continues to possess his body, prowling around at night, perching motionless during the day.

BLU Spy: The Bogeyman

An ancient creature who has existed to torment mankind as the moon rises and the mind enters a deep sleep. He is a shapeshifting manifestation of fear incarnate who lurks in the darkness feeding off of human suffering and madness. He lost his heart long ago, and feels nothing but a hunger, his endless need deep inside to fill the void inside of himself with the suffering of others, knowing so long as he prowls the night, he will never be satisfied.

shitpost-y alternates

Scout: Killer Clown

Need I say more?

Soldier: Minotaur

A hulking territorial beast who will protect his homeland no matter the threat. 

Pyro: Drude

A malevolent nocturnal spirit known to give people nightmares, originating from German mythology. Imagine the adorable power couple of drude Pyro with a ballonicorn mare frolicking through the night to terrorize the sleeping morals who rest in their wake- like, how cute is that!

Heavy: Centaur

Appearing wild and dangerous, but can also be down for a good time, won't turn to violence unprovoked, but will have fun with the violence in question.

Demo: Gorgon

Eternally pissed, he lost one of his eyes, so he uses his last one to turn bitches to stone and make this everyone else's problem.

Engineer: Carbunclo (creature!)

(Emphasis on creature, as I learned the hard way Carbuncio also refers to a specific type of skin infection.) Physical descriptions of the creature vary, though said to originate from Chilean folklore. He's kinda like a lil mammalian-looking creature with a bright gemstone on his forehead said to bring great luck and physical riches to the houses he visits. (Assuming he is treated well by the owners, naturally.) The creature is mainly drawn to salt-of-the-Earth, working-class type folks, so even if Engie weren't the Carbunclo in question, he would quickly endear himself to the critter.

Medic: Genie

An immortal demon who uses almost unfathomable cosmic power to simply fuck with people for shits and giggles.

Sniper: Amorak

A creature from the Inuit religion, Amoraks were spirit-like entitles that would hunt down and consume anyone foolish enough to go out hunting alone at night. Quite fitting for the lone-wolf mercenary.

Spy: Phantom of the Opera

A pompous, pretentious French guy in a mask who doesn't work well with others. They're perfect for each other.

[megaclaudiolis]

It's Christmas. It's f--king Christmas! Nymph()maniac Vol. II (2013) dir. Lars von Trier

[livealittleoc-cb]

Small Update!

🍹: We’re having a girls early Thanksgiving! Woo! *laughs before cringing* Ooo~ That was a bad idea-. I went out last night with coworkers from the club and may have gotten a little drunk…nothing I can’t handle though.~ *weak smile* I’ll make myself a little hungover cure and get myself out of these pjs before heading off to pick up my sweet little nymph Bonnie. It’s going to be a day, but a fun one.~ At least for before we all go our separate ways for the holidays.

🌱: Well shit-! The months been passing by fast haven’t they? It’s already November I have to start packing to go back to Scotland, mother most definitely will be needing help decorating she likes to celebrate Christmas and such, I personally don’t understand the holidays humans have but it is a fun excuse to go out and party! I don’t know what the girls have planned, all I know it’s going to be at Em’s place and I was told to dress in whatever I want so I picked out a sweater with this wee bear on it. I think it’s cute, will it fit whatever we’re doing tonight? We will see-.

❄️: I was tasked to get drinks and snacks! Alcohol, chips, punch and lotsss of candy for sure! Hehe, tonight is going to be so much fun! Early any-celebration is fun.~ Especially when I’m involved! 🥰 I’m excited for no more classes and being able to hangout with my girls before I fly out to go see the moms! Can we also just talk about my outfit? It’s so perfect…I hope I’m not overdressed but that would be a lil embarrassing-.

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[esoteriamaya]

Hi hi! The asteroid nymphe is conjunct my mc. Could you give your opinion on this placement? Thank you 🫰🏻

they say this asteroid has a lot to do with sexuality however I see something about the actually fairy myth. nympho > nymph

are you drawn to nymph fairies by any chance? the energy could be around your aura/outerself (midheaven) and it shows up around your career and elevation.

nymphes are creatures of the forest so I feel like you being in nature is something that will help you find inspiration for your career. you might could be into working in environmentalists activities & could have a pretty whimsical vibration around you.

however since its sexual notions around the placement, ill just stay on topic. Your sexuality could be a big part of the personality you show to the public. this isn't hard for you to express and people can have odd fantasies about you being a sex maniac. I picture Megan fox and I could see this how your sexuality can express itself to the world.

something about you could be a bit of a trickster, as this plays well with your seduction. nymphos are tricksters so it fits perfectly with the asteroid.

hope this resonates. <3

[thetraumaking]

“I Believe in You.” ch.1

Summary: With your mother's last words echoing in your mind, your perspective shifted. The weight of your family's expectations, your father's relentless training, and the tragic loss of your mother fueled your growing resentment towards magic. Determined to forge your own path and defy your family's reputation, you agreed to attend Luna Nova, a prestigious magical academy, with the intention of tarnishing your family's name.

The Forest Of Arcturus, a place shrouded in enchantments and mysteries. Once you step inside, the air becomes thick with an otherworldly energy that tingles your skin. Sunlight struggles to penetrate the dense canopy of ancient trees, casting dappled patterns of light on the forest floor.

The foliage is vibrant and lush, displaying a kaleidoscope of colors unseen in the ordinary world. Towering trees reach for the sky, their branches intertwining like skeletal fingers, creating an eerie yet captivating silhouette. Moss-covered rocks and fallen logs, adorned with delicate mushrooms and vibrant flowers.

Within the depths of the forbidden forest, magical creatures roam freely. Mythical beings like unicorns, glowing nymphs, and mischievous sprites can be glimpsed among the foliage. The air resonates with the melodic calls of unseen birds and the rustling of unseen creatures. It is a place where the laws of nature are twisted, where the improbable becomes possible.

However, the forest holds an inherent danger. Unpredictable pockets of wild magic surge through the air, creating shimmering ethereal barriers that deter unwelcome intruders. The fauna can turn hostile, and the shadows hold unseen perils. Legends speak of ancient guardians and mythical beasts that protect the heart of the forest, ensuring its secrets remain hidden.

The Arcturus forest is a place of both awe and trepidation, drawing in those who seek its arcane wonders but reminding them of the risks that lie within. It is a realm where magic intertwines with nature, where the forces of light and darkness dance in a delicate balance, and where the founder of the great Ravenwood family, Morwen the Grim, one of the Nine Olde Witches, first ever made contact and tamed a shadow beast.

"Welcome back, everyone. I hope you all had a good holiday," the headmistress's voice echoed through the sea of students. The air bristled with excitement as old friends reunited with one another. Quiet murmurs of greetings and introductions passed through the young girls as the elder witch continued with the ceremony.

Suddenly, like rain in a clear sky, the welcoming ceremony was interrupted by a loud boom. Smoke and dust blinded the witches present in the auditorium, spreading panic like wildfire as the professors and teachers held their wands at the ready in case of an attack.

"We made it!" Akko cheered, laughing like a maniac while the rest just stared at her and her newly made friends. Whispering amongst themselves about the new faces that seemed to pop up out of nowhere, their eyes quickly picked up on their disheveled forms. Snarky comments and mean-spirited laughs slowly started to buzz among the young witches.

Using the commotion as a cover, Ursula quickly and quietly took her place among her fellow Luna Nova staff, praying that none of her co-workers noticed her absence. She had been scolded countless times by the elders, and she had no intention of receiving more. Once she made sure she was in the clear, she looked toward the animated girl cheering in the middle of the room. Her mind eased once she saw her with no added injuries or bruises. She made a mental note to check on her in the future, but for now, she'd enjoy the display of childish wonder from the new witchling.

As Akko calmed down from her high, she lowered her arms and excitedly looked around at the place she would be spending the next three years in. A high dome-shaped ceiling with a multitude of large skylights for easy broom entrance, three large wooden doors suited for giants and other mythical beasts, and countless rows of young witches filled her vision. This was the place of her dreams, the place she had wished and hoped she would be studying since she was a child, the place she begged her parents to let her go and spread her wings.

As she stood there, breathing in the air and feeling the breeze that weaved through the skylight, she truly felt alive.

The more her eyes roamed, the more excited she became. The mere thought and knowledge of her standing on the same grounds her idol, Shiny Chariot, once stood filled her up with nothing but absolute glee. Big doe eyes sparkled with wonder as she looked left and right, taking in as much of her new environment as possible.

As her eyes ran over the profiles of her new classmates, her exploration came to a halt as she saw the most striking shade of purple. She felt a shiver run down her spine the longer she held eye contact, yet for some reason, she couldn't will herself to break it.

Your face possessed a blend of sharp angles and delicate contours, creating an intriguing balance between intensity and grace. Your high cheekbones drew attention to your piercing amethyst eyes, smoky with the weight of ancient knowledge and power within their depths. Your gaze was intense and focused, reflecting both determination and a touch of enigmatic allure.

Her throat felt dry from the way your perfectly groomed eyebrows drew close, creating a perfectly crafted frown. She felt naked under your gaze as you took her all in and analyzed her. She felt shy from her previous actions of shouting and spinning like a child in front of so many people. She had made a fool of herself on the first day of school, in front of you. Something about you just seem to draw her in, for some reason, she felt the need to impress you. To ease that crease on your brow, and hear you voice praise her.

From that moment on, one objective became clear to you both.

No matter what, I definitely must stay clear of this girl...

A determined smile formed on Akko's face. 'I am definitely gonna be her best friend,' she promised to herself as she held your gaze.

You could almost see an incoming headache from the blinding smile the girl was sending you, and judging from the many scars and wounds that littered her legs, both old and new, it was clear to you that she's a walking disaster.

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Valentino's Clubs' Signature Drinks Part One

Two signature drinks at all of Valentino's establishments are the True Love's Diss and True Love's Kiss. True Love's Diss is gin, sweet vermouth, rose extract, and Campari. It is garnished with rose petals. True Love's Kiss is also garnished with a rose petal and heart-shaped edible glitter. It is a sweet sparkling wine drink with strawberry juice mixed into it. Both drinks have a dash of Love Potion in them.

Bloodsport - Sports Bar; Full bar, 30 Big-Screen TVs + All Sports Packages Available, Full Kitchen

Bloodsport Signature Drinks

Poison Apple - Hard apple cider with a splash of orange liquer

Dark Side - Black cherry martini with a (dyed) black cherry for garnish

Brite Lite - Strip Club; Exclusively Insect Sinners Work Here; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Drug Vending Machines, Bar Snacks Only

Brite Lite Signature Drinks

Orchid Mantis - Kiwi liqueur, prickly pear vodka, orchid elixir syrup; Velvette Inspired

Lightning Bug - Rum, pineapple/mango/mangosteen/papaya vodka, cognac

Club Hell 666 - Strip Club; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Drug Vending Machines, Sports Bar-Esque Kitchen

Club Hell 666 Signature Drinks

Angel's Web: Peach mint julep with a hint of strawberry syrup at the top; Angel Dust Inspired

Secret Admirer: Rosé wine, strawberry syrup, rose petals, club soda, and a splash of maraschino cherry juice with a hint of lemon and lemon peel for garnish; Angel Dust Inspired

Dick Heaven - Gay Bar; Only men work here; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Drug Vending Machines, Free Use Sex Rooms, Attendants Paid Via Tips In Glory Hole Stalls, Traditional Bar Food Only

Dick Heaven Signature Drinks

Valentino Loves A Good Peach - Peach schnapps, mint leaves, strawberry syrup, lime juice

Tender Kisses - Spiked cherry lemonade with a dash of rose extract

Glory Hole - High-End Sex Club; Full bar, Dancefloor, Bathrooms + Glory Hole Stalls, Drug Vending Machines, Pay-To-Play sex rooms/toys/gear/lube available in each room, VIP Brothel Upstairs, Showers, Full Kitchen

Glory Hole Signature Drinks

Teal-quila Sunrise - Raspberry syrup, tequila, blue curaçao, lime juice, orange cognac

Glory Hole Garden - Lavender syrup, coconut rum, blueberry sparkling wine, garnished with a green cherry soaked in lavender syrup, has a dash of Love Potion in it

Heartbeats - Karaoke Bar; Full Bar, Full Kitchen

Heartbeats Signature Drinks

Throat Tamer - Piña colada with a lemony twist

Gold Standard - Classic Bronx cocktail with a dash of tangerine schnapps

Horns - Imp City Strip Club; Full bar, Dancefloor, Bathrooms + Glory Hole Stalls, Drug Vending Machines, Meager Kitchen

Horns Signature Drinks

Bubbly Black Widow - Black vodka, cranberry juice, coconut creme, and brown sugar boba

Love & Sex & Magic - Cherry vodka, kiwi syrup, blue curaçao, maraschino cherry juice, garnish with kiwi slice

Number Of The 63457 - Strip Club; Exclusively Hellborn Work Here; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Drug Vending Machines, Traditional Bar Food Only

Number Of The 63457 Signature Drinks

Bitter Envy - Blue Curaçao, Midori, Raspberry Syrup, Melon Whip With A Hint Of Chocolate; Leviathan Inspired

Bittersweet Lust - Mangosteen Vodka, blue raspberry syrup, burnt martini; Asmodeus Inspired

NYMPH-O-MANIAC - BDSM Club; Older than Spark Plugs; Full bar, planned scenes for show, rooms/floor space available for scenes among patrons, pay-to-play toys/gear/lube available, bring-your-own-gear encouraged only for dress

NYMPH-O-MANIAC Signature Drinks

Skanque - Apple vodka, apple juice, orange juice, blue curaçao, red wine, rosemary and apples

Lot Lizard - Cherry/vanilla vodka, vanilla cream, garnished with a rose petal and a cherry

Pussy Paraíso - Lesbian Bar; Only women work here; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Drug Vending Machines, Free Use Sex Rooms, Brunch and Bar Food Only

Pussy Paraiso Signature Drinks

Check Out My Melons - Cantaloupe puree, simple syrup, white rum, maraschino cherry juice, lime juice, seltzer, food coloring

Eelectric Pink - Vodka, chilled green tea, simple syrup, lime juice, mint, grenadine

R3D - Imp City Nightclub; Full bar, Dancefloor, Drug Vending Machines, Meager Kitchen

R3D Signature Drinks

Royale Flush - Black currant liqueur, sparkling red wine, berries

Black Mage - Black vodka, lime juice, maraschino cherry juice

Redlight - Sex Club; Full bar, Dancefloor, Bathrooms + Glory Hole Stalls, Drug Vending Machines, Free Use Sex Rooms, Pay-To-Play toys/gear/lube available in each room, Showers, Full Kitchen

Redlight Signature Drinks

Chica Cherry Limeade - A cherry limeade with amaretto vodka

Chum The Water - Grenadine, pomegranate vodka, blue sugar crystals

Shymmer - Strip Club; Attached to Shyne via a corridor; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Higher-End Kitchen

Shymmer Signature Drinks

Day Drinking Special: Shymmer's Chocolate Mojito

Night Life Special: Shymmidori Martini - Melon Martini

Shyne - Nightclub; Attached to Shymmer via a corridor; Full bar, Dancefloor, Bathrooms + Glory Hole Stalls, Drug Vending Machines, Sports Bar-Esque Kitchen

Shyne Signature Drinks

Fruit Popper - Grape/green apple vodka, cream, whipped cream, berries, cherries, and apples to garnish, mint; One of those berries also has a surprise pill in it.

Candyland - Cotton candy vodka, birthday cake vodka, Nerds; Beelzebub Inspired

Part Two Here

[merv606]

forced marriage (fairytale, nobleman terry + poor!daniel?) au: wedding night edition! obviously untouched! daniel is terrified when he sees how big terry is (in terms of height and 😈) but terry is surprisingly gentle and considerate. bonus points if terry pushed the marriage because he’s been secretly in love with daniel for a while ❤️ of course the Morning After daniel tries to get terry to rail him again because it was Very Good but is super shy about it. terry of course knows what he wants and enjoys his adorable, flustered danny struggling to say it. (of course terry gives in though - he badly wants it too and who can resist blushing, ravaged daniel?) not terry!

Forced marriage - virgin bride (semantics) Daniel - my beloved.

Okay but seriously / WHO HAS HACKED MY PHONE.

I have a supernatural series (only a couple written so far) - BUT I had this idea of human Terry - who is the lord of the city at the edge of the forest - and Daniel a fae/forest nymph type creature - and he is a fae of good breeding from a powerful family etc so I’ll use that one for this ask.

WARNING / I’M GOING TO DO IT - THIS TIME I AM GOING TO USE MANHOOD I STG.

We are doing this trashy paperback novel harlequin romance style!!!

FINALLY MY TIME HAS COME.

AND I AM LIVING.

Maniacal laugh.

I had a post about Terry being a lord and Daniel his conquest/spoil of war/betrothed etc

So many variations but all on the same theme.

This is one of those in fic ideas that is 🔥 but doesn’t translate to real life for a lot of people but that’s the fun of fic - you can find things appealing in writing and it doesn’t mean you do in real life.

So any puritans that come across this (no pun intended) can refrain from clutching their pearls in horror.

Warning: Virginity kink as I think this is the point of this prompt, use of the word MANHOOD to describe a cock, trashy paperback novel style harlequin romance to describe a wedding night.

This was also not read over before posting 😂

Extremely long and extremely NSFW

But, back to Fae Daniel and Lord Terry - maybe in order to stop the humans from destroying the forest or maybe they’ve been at war their worlds must be united / which means that a fae must marry a human / both have to be from the royal house.

But it has the added cuteness of Terry introducing him to human things (Little Mermaid may be my fav Disney movie, okay)

And in my version of this / well Daniel has never seen a human quite so big and when Terry helps him up on the alter to say their vows, large hand easily closing around his own, it does something to Daniel’s stomach.

Based on this:

obviously untouched! daniel is terrified when he sees how big terry is (in terms of height and 😈) but terry is surprisingly gentle and considerate. bonus points if terry pushed the marriage because he’s been secretly in love with daniel for a while

I ASSUME WE WANT THIS SUPER SOFT. Like charmin levels of softness. And heavy emphasis on the virgin aspect.

Yesssss - the wedding night.

Terry can sense Daniel is nervous - but the union must be consummated the night of.

Terry has also been waiting a long time for this / he’S wanted Daniel from the minute he had first seen him.

The more they got to know each other in the little they were allowed to spend together leading up to their marriage, he has come to quickly fall deeply in love with the fae.

It was Terry who pressed for this union so hard - there were a couple other candidates (not to Terry though)

As a fae Daniel, is used to being mostly nude, but as his husband slowly walks towards him there’s a look in his eyes that makes him shiver, makes him very aware of his almost nakedness.

He had on a sheet robe when he was presented to Terry which his handmaidens had divested him of, leaving him comely nude, as he was presented as the offering his was to his husband.

Terry is in the traditional armour he wears in battle perhaps, or his royal robes as he approaches.

He is divested of it as well, although he has breeches on under it still.

He can feel Daniel tremble and he lifts a hand to his mouth to kiss the back, telling him, “don’t be frightened little one. No harm will come to you here, not by my hand.”

He cradled his face in one hand, Daniel leaning into it. “Only pleasure.”

Soft kisses to start that become more hungry, Terry eating the little surprised whimpers of pleasure out of Daniel that transition into Terry tasting his skin as he mouths and licks down his neck.

A finger slipping between his cheeks to rub at his hole - Daniel crying out, eyes flying shut, his hand digging into Terry’s arm, panting slighting as he works his hips back into the foreign but not unpleasant/unwelcome feeling.

“You are untouched here, then?”

And maybe Terry knew that - virgin bride (semantics) is a requirement after all.

Still, Daniel nodding his confirmation has Terry’s blood boiling. That his little Fae will only every know Terry’s cock, and pleasure for his hands, mouth, and body.

“I will make sure you’re more than prepared.”

So he’s nervous and he would probably be worse but the wine at the banquet probably helped.

But given the nerves, how he seems to want and welcome the touch but resist it, the look of surprise on his face and how clumsy yet hungry he is for kisses, how RESPONSIVE he is to Terry’s touch, Terry wonders if Daniel is truly inexperienced in the acts of physical love.

“Have you ever Lain with another?”

Daniel won’t meet his eye now, as he shakes his head, afraid he has disappointed his husband - that he won’t be good for husband.

“I hope that does not displease you, my lord.” He offers, forcing himself to meet Terry’s eye. “I hope I can still please you in the manner which you require.”

Hearing Daniel call him my lord goes straight to his Cock along with the knowledge that Daniel is truly innocent in all regards it seems.

Terry simply goes back to kissing his husband, the heat and passion hopefully letting Daniel know that it does not disappoint him in the least. When they break, his little fae tries to chase the taste of his husband’s lips as they part.

“Knowing no one has had hands on you like this but me. That you kept yourself pure for your husband, pleases me greatly and you shall please me as well, of this I have no doubt.”

The smile he gets, little fae beaming at the praise, has Terry right back to kissing him lest he flip him over and take him right there.

I imagine, decadence at all, that there is probably wine in the room and an assortment of fruits etc for nourishment / got to keep up the strength after all.

There’s roses and flowers on the bed / Terry wanted the setting to remind Daniel of the forest and home.

Maybe, they should have consummated the union in the forest - maybe a crowd to watch is the norm - but Terry doesn’t want his husband’s deflowering to be for public consumption. An insanely jealous man - Daniel is for his eyes only.

Maybe later one once he’s more used to taking Terry’s cock, they’ll do something to appease the people (IDK - depends on your kink).

Daniel wraps his legs around a Terry’s waist as he lifts him up to carefully deposit him on the bed.

There is a small pot at the side of the bed that Terry leans over Daniel to take the top off, a sweet fragrance filling the air.

“Oil to ease the way,” he explains as he dips his fingers into a small pot at the side of the bed, “but I will also use my mouth to help prepare you.” and Daniel’s not sure what that means.

The elders only said that his job was to lie back and spread his legs for his husband - to be warm and willing when he accepted his husband into his body.

Which confused him. He is accustomed to how the forest creatures mate when they’re in season so he knows realistically his husband will want to take him in a similar manner but Daniel can’t be mounted like that. He hadn’t asked those questions though.

More kisses, which Daniel thinks are his favourite thing now, continue. His husband’s lips are so soft, his tongue delicious has it pushes into Daniel’s mouth, Daniel nipping at his lips when they part.

He watches, mouth downturned slightly in curiosity as Terry rubs his slippery fingers together, oil dripping down them to his wrist. He coated them quite liberally. “To warm it,” he explains in response to the face Daniel is making as he watches every move Terry is making, before Terry tentatively trails them to his awaiting prize.

Terry won’t lie, the fact that Daniel is so clueless is more than appealing - that Terry will be his introduction and lifeline teacher in pursuit of pleasure is both intoxicating and a great gift for which he will spend his time trying to be worthy, starting with now.

Still not sure where this is going, until wet fingers touch him down there, then he quickly realizes how his husband plans to fill him. How to claim him.

What they meant when they told him to be gracious when he receives his husband.

His eyes widen in relation and he tries to close his legs, but a large hand on the inside of his knee stops him.

“Do not deny me, little one.”

“You cannot.”

“This is mine now,” Terry explains, as his fingers go back, tracing the taunt muscle.

Daniel’s nerves are on fire and he’s so responsive, crying out, his whine continuous.

The feeling has his toes curling slightly, and he moans softly, embarrassment quickly taking hold at such wanton behaviour.

Daniel nudges his face seeking more kisses, as both a distraction and because he misses his husband’s mouth and taste already, even if it’s something he’s only just discovered.

A finger dips inside the pliable center, rubbing lightly to loosen up the tense muscle.

Terry presses more firmly and the tip dips in enough just to open him up slightly.

It’s not unpleasant but foreign. He’s never even touched himself down there like that in such a manner. Didn’t realize it was a thing.

Rolled to his stomach pulled to his hands and knees now, his cheeks spread to display the most private part of him to his husband’s eyes. The urge to hide such an intimate part of himself is strong but, he resists. As Terry said, it belongs to him now.

Besides, the position he’s in, the grip of the hands holding him apart, and his husband’s overall strength make it impossible.

He wonders what Terry finds so appealing when his husband groans, strange noises and Daniel glances back to see Terry rubbing at a bulge in his tunic.

“Such a pretty little hole - it will grip me tight when I take it.”

Suddenly, his husband’s face is down there, between his cheeks.

Warm breath now, where fingers were moments earlier, before he feels his husband’s mouth on him / and oh is that what Terry meant by getting his mouth on him.

He claws at the sheets as his husband’s tongue licks him, and then then fingers are back at his rim.

He comes like that, fingers digging into the sheets, humping back. Hand not even needed on his cock.

“So good for me.” Terry prefers that Daniel get his pleasure from having his body breeched, his hole played with, and he will teach him, but this is already a very good sign.

Only after he’s come does Terry breech him for the first time, one finger to the first knuckle.

This must be what he wants when he said he would prepare Daniel.

While not unpleasant, just strange, it’s not overly pleasurable either - that is until his husband’s fingers brush against something that has Daniel clenching down on the fingers, as they drill isn’t him now, into that spot.

He’s panting, hips moving with the fingers to increase the pleasure / almost on pure instinct.

More oil, and Daniel’s hole stretched wide around four fingers, almost to it’s limit he thinks (and how wrong he will be in a few minutes when Terry’s fingers replace his clock) but he comes like that, around them.

Fingers slowly withdrawn, obscene wet noises, loud in the room as the crackling of the fire is the only other noise.

Time for his husband to take him and solidify their union - so that it is above contestation.

He’s rolled onto his back for that though - Terry wants to see his body open and give for him, see his face as he receives his manhood for the first time.

His husband opens his pants then, and Daniel sees the bulge in all it’s glory for the first time as it springs free, curling up to his stomach and okay …… his husband is very well endowed.

That is not going to fit he thinks - he’ll be split in two.

Either way he’ll never be the same - in what way remains to be seen though.

Terry’s hand is back on his knees, to stop Daniel before he can even try to close his legs, sensing his reticence. He’ll make sure he’ll enjoy it / even if some discomfort at first is to be expected.

His husband takes his cock in his hand and wipes the head through the wet mess of oil all down his crack, rubbing it over the sensitive rim, loosened and pliable from the finger fucking.

Resting his manhood against this husband’s virgin entrance now, he puts the slightest pressure against his well prepared hole.

Daniel’s body yields as his entrance opens just enough to allow the head inside.

Daniel whimpers, face scrunching as his husband presses him hips forward, another inch going inside. Hands grip the sheets, knuckles turning white.

“You have to relax and let me in.”

He grasps Daniel’s cock, stroking it to hardness, leaking all over his hand.

Terry slides in a bit more.

“There you got. Let me in - let me have you.”

The words, the feeling his hand on his cock, all help him relax and have his body accepting more inside. No other option really, and Terry continues pressing in.

The pressure is everywhere, no way to escape it as his husband fills him, rearranging his insides to fit inside.

Terry groans at the tight grip as virgin walls are opened as he continues his steady press inside, his husband’s body having no choice but to yield to Terry and his will.

After what feels like forever, his husband is finally inside him all the way, his manhood deep inside, and Daniel can swear he can feel it throbbing - can feel every inch of it. His body pressed tight around it, his entrance closed equally tight around it, like it’s trying to keep it inside.

A few minutes to adjust before he draws back, the hard won space closing as the length leaves him, only to thrust back inside, walls yielding a bit easier now that the initial stretch has happened.

He’s very aware of the size of his husband’s cock, every bump and ridge as his Terry takes him - as the older man makes him his.

And when he fucks back in, his cock nails his prostate and Daniel arching up violently, clenching down on his husband’s cock, hard and unyielding inside him, like iron, and oh so good.

It doesn’t take much - Terry will have time to showcase his stamina later. They have forever after all.

Right now he’s just consumed with the need to cement their union - in the gape of Daniel’s hole which will match Terry’s cock after he pulls out, and the seed that will be deep inside his body, in places no one has been or reached before.

Having found his pleasure twice, Daniel is for his husband’s release now, exists to be vessel to be filled with his desire.

The siren song of his body is too strong and Terry is helpless to do anything but obey and after a few snaps of his hips, he shoves in as deep as possible, hips stilling as he pumps his seed deep inside - No one will be able to touch his claim on the little fae after this - no one will fill him the way he’ll need. Terry will make sure of that / will train his body to it.

Daniel swears he feels it / His husbands manhood throbbing and pulsing inside him as he fills him with his seed / solidifying their union.

After, someone has to come in and verify the union/consummation has taken place - Terry spreading his legs for Daniel to be quickly examined - the mess Terry left his hole in - open and wet - makes it quite obvious that Daniel did his duty (as Terry did) and received his husband in the manner he was expected to, while Terry filled him as he was supposed to.

He gathers the smaller body in his arms, and they drift to sleep.

They will join as one again in the morning, Terry decides.

The next morning the image of Daniel slowly moving Terry’s hand down to where he wants Terry again - where he swears he’s still open and wet. He remembers the pleasure he was brought but He winces though - he’s sore - and maybe Terry tells him he will allow a few days reprieve for Daniel to recover.

That is will becomes easier the more Daniel takes him. He’ll have a lot of practise.

So he puts Daniel on his knees and shows him how to pleasure him with his mouth.

Daniel’s hard just from having the man’s cock in his mouth - wrapping a Hand around himself / husband’s eyes burning on his skin as Terry watches Daniel pleasure himself for him.

Terry comes, flooding his mouth.

The next time though, Daniel is Squirming against his husband, perched in his lap. Ass humping back against his hard cock, wanting it inside.

Terry keeps pretending he doesn’t know what Daniel wants, and frustrated, Daniel puts him on his back, grinding back against his cock, catching on the rim.

And Terry is careful with his little fae, he has to be given their size difference, but my god he becomes such a feral bitey thing once he gets a taste.

[winx-blood-and-bone]

Prologue

Word count:

3882

Warning:

Character Death, Angst, Alternate Universe.

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'Tick Tock Tick Tock', the Sound of the Clock was heard in the background, as a Cowlick styled Red-Orange haired Woman sat in the Office of the Lord of Templars, downtrodden her face was, as she was dressed in Clothes of Mourning, her Tired eyes only widen when she felt the Steam of the Cup of Herbal Tea in front of her as she saw a Man dressed in Armor of the Knight-Monks of the Fortress of Light sat at his Desk to face her.

"Princess Bloom of Domino, I don't think we are Properly introduced"

The Man had a Dark Brown Skin Tone, he had Feathers of an Emerald Dove on the sides of his face up to his Blackish Grey hair that was tied into a Short Ponytail, his eyes were Serious like that of a Hawk yet, Gentle like a Dove, he said to the Woman, Bloom, who simply looked up then back down. The Man then introduced himself,

"My name is Lord Amritraj of the Templars, your Sister, Daphne, and I were Friends growing up"

Bloom looked up a little after hearing her Sister's Name but looked down again, her face was sorrowful and replied, in a hushed tone,

"Then you've already heard about what happened, why do you want to hear it again?"

Lord Amritraj gave her time to compose herself, to think, to process as he watches her breathing go back to a regular pace before continuing, his voice was much more serious this time and not breaking Eye Contact with Bloom.

"Because Bloom, there is a difference in what people say and what actually went down, as the Lord of Templars and the Fortress of Light it is my duty to know the Truth of a situation and you my dear hold the Truth, so tell me please"

The Lord leaned forward to hear her talk, to tell the Tale of Tragedy once more, Bloom breathed in and out as she looked up and told him all about it, every single gritty detail,

"I still remember it like it was Yesterday, I could never get a good night sleep because of it, okay...it all happened last year during the Tritannus Incident, in the Infinite Ocean"

-START OF FLASHBACK-

Swimming in the Primordial Waters that sprung Aquatic Life into the Oceans of the Magical Dimension, Bloom was in her Sirenix form, along with her Friends, Stella, Aisha, Tecna, Musa, Flora and Roxy, Sirenix, the Power of Infinite Ocean given to them by Omnia of the Nymphs of Magix, this was their Last Mission and their Last Call to defeat the Rebelled and Power Hungry Prince of Andros, Tritannus.

"Keep them back!" "Watch your Rear Stella!"

Bloom's Friends along with Princess of the Mermaids, Tressa, fought Tritannus's Mutants, Mermaids and Tritons cursed by Magical Toxins. They were fighting them at Pillar of Light, one of the Pillars of Magical Dimension. Bloom, along with Roxy and Nereus, the Prince of the Tritons and Brother of Tressa went to face Tritannus, his Twin and Former Brother, to save his Cousin Aisha and Bloom's Sister, Daphne.

"How Much Further to the Emperor's Throne?"

Bloom asked her Selkie Companion, Serena,

"We're Nearly there! Keep going straight!"

Roxy asked an aged old question to Serena, that she has been pondering since she has heard of the Infinite Ocean,

"What even is the Emperor's Throne?"

Before Phylla, Roxy's Selkie, could answer Fumes of Black-Red Energy came from the Throne's Direction, it rushed towards them to be, Nereus warned and Bloom placed up Shield,

"Toxin Fumes?!"

"Everyone stay Close! Dancing Flames!"

A Fiery Shield burst into existence from Bloom's Arms, the Fumes were redirected into two separate Streams that joined back into one behind them, the Fairy of the Dragon Flame held the Shield as best as she can before being supported by Serena, Phylla and Roxy,

"We've got your back Bloom!"

Roxy said to Bloom and the Fairy of Animals enhanced the Selkies's Magic and making the shield more durable, as soon as the Toxic Fumes had disappeared from the Front, they continued swimming forward, they heard the Maniacal Laughter of the Power Hungry Prince and soon saw him as the Red-Black Toxic Fumes from his Trident pushed and casted his Three Witches away from the Infinity Ocean,

"Tritannus's Power is Greater than Before"

"Then we'll just have to fight Harder"

Bloom Replied to Nereus's Words and directed her Focus to Roxy and Phylla, as she felt her Sister's Presence underneath the Throne,

"Roxy, I think Daphne and Aisha are underneath the Throne, there should be a lock keeping them in, could you try to free them? We'll deal with Tritannus"

Roxy nodded in Reply,

"Sure thing Bloom! Be Careful!"

The Group spilt to their Respective positions, Roxy and Phylla swam down to free Daphne and Aisha while Nereus, Serena and Bloom dealt with Tritannus, 6 Mutants surrounded them, Serena pressed her forehead and summon a blast of Fire which knocked one of the mutants away however the Selkie didn't watch her back and the Mutant appeared behind her,

"Serena behind you!"

"Huh? Oh! Get Back!"

Serena looked behind her quickly and evaded the webbed claws of the Mutant and knocked the Mutant out with another blast of Fire, she thanked Bloom but noticed the mutant coming towards her and so she warned,

"Bloom! At your 5 o'clock!"

Bloom frowned and kicked the Mutant, waves of Fire burst from the attack knocking the Mutant and thanked Serena before looking around to find Nereus,

"Tch!...Dragon Kick! Thanks Serena where's Nereus?"

Bloom sees Nereus hitting one of the mutants at the back of Blade, he quickly held the Sword downwards and hits the other Mutant with its Pommel, they nodded to each other before Swimming forward together to face Tritannus,

"Tritannus! It's between you and us Brother!"

Tritannus faced the Three of them, looked at them with Cold and Uncaring eyes, he lowered his Trident almost as if he was surrendering before he threw his Trident at Nereus who lifted his Sword to Block it,

"Agh! Huh?"

Suddenly Tritannus appeared in front of him, their eyes met as he held his Trident again and disarmed the sword from his hand and shot the Toxic Fumes back at him, knocking him to the Ground, Tritannus looked down on Nereus and replied to him, his Voice was not his own,

"I have no Brother"

"Even if I did he wouldn't be as weak as you"

This was no Prince, this was the voice of an Emperor, the bellowing and Dark Tone replaced the Childish Villainy that the Prince displayed,

"Now begone, HAH!"

Tritannus thrust his Trident towards him but Nereus evaded his attacks and called upon his Father's Sword knocked to his side,

"Neptune's Sword!"

The Sword levitated back to Nereus's hands and as he was about to turn, he felt a smash at his ribs, throwing him to the ground, Tritannus stood in front of him and was about to drive his Trident through Nereus's body before being stopped by Bloom.

They threw a flurry of Spells at him, Fiery spells from Wheel of Fires formed by Bloom's Dancing Flames shot down at the Emperor before Tritannus knock one wheel to another with his weapon before Twirling his polearm to the back and swimming towards her, but Serena went in front of her instead and was grabbed by him,

"Serena No! Let her go!"

"Oh? Now why would I do that?"

Tritannus chuckled darkly and started absorbing her Energy without hesitation, Serena was wailing in pain from his grip before being shot back by Bloom,

"I said! Let. Her. Go! Lava Jab!"

Bloom swam towards him and punched the Emperor in the Face, knocking away some Distance, the Selkie fell to the ground, the Emperor looked at Bloom a bit and gave a chuckle before descending to Maniacal Laughter filled with dark ecstasy.

"You must be the Great Dragon! Pleasure to finally meet you"

"W-What?"

Bloom was taken aback by his response before feeling the Emperor's Presence behind her instead, before she could respond she was punched in the gut by the Emperor and charged right at her, she placed up a Shield and struggled to keep up with the Emperor's strikes from his Trident,

"Igneous Protection! Nngh!"

"You can't hide under there forever Great Dragon! Come out!"

Bloom kept her Barrier up before composing and gathering her Strength, exploding flames around her, knocking him off a little bit and Bloom gave it her all, she swam towards him, Bloom gave him punches and kicks but it was no use,

"Dancing Flames! Fire Punch! Fire Kick! Lava Jab!"

"Give up Great Dragon, you stand no chance"

Bloom clenched her teeth and summoned a small shield and blocked the Toxic Fumes attack, she stood her ground then threw the Fire Shield at him, shouting,

"Dancing Wheel!"

The Shield became Fiery Wheels and shot down to the Emperor, behind him, Aisha and Roxy shouted,

"Neptune's Sting!"

"Mollusc's Beak!"

Aisha shot the Emperor at the back then Roxy summoned Octopus-like wraps on the Emperor, Bloom smiled as she saw Aisha, Roxy and Phylla ready to attack, and Daphne was staying behind, this sight gives Bloom to fight and shouted,

"Lava Jab! I don't know who you are but you certainly don't know me, Dragon Fire!"

Bloom shot a stream of Fire which has the Head of a Dragon, the Emperor simply evaded her attack and growled, this was his fight, no one else's, so he targeted her friends first, so he filled his Trident with Toxic Fume energy allowing it to move on it's own, as he swam down and attacked Aisha, Roxy and Phylla, the Trident striked, sliced and thrusted at Bloom, shooting toxic Fumes if she got too close or when the Trident was close to her.

"Whoa! Hey! Agh! Ow!"

The Trident went past her as she tried to give up with it's attacks by dodging but got hit at the face causing a thin cut on her cheek, the Emperor went towards Roxy, Aisha and Phylla, Aisha first attacked,

"Morphix punch!"

The Emperor broke free of his restrains and stopped the Morphix coming at him and simply said to Aisha as if she was his Subject,

"Morphix? I rule here"

The Emperor gathered the Morphix to the centre of his palm and it grew to a massive size, he threw it to Aisha and , the Area around Aisha and Roxy turned into Morphix, Aisha stretched her hands out trying to control it but was entangled by her own Attack, Roxy tried to Aisha but then Octopus Tentacles came out and pulled her to the Ground,

"Why can't I control it!"

"It's not listening! Argh!"

"I Repeat, I.RULE.HERE"

The Emperor rules the Infinite Ocean that means he has dominion over the Waters from its Animals to the Molecules of Waters all around him, he has more Authority to them than Fairies that simply control them.

The Emperor's Trident attacked Bloom, she dodged left and Right before seeing the Emperor right in front of her thrusting his Trident into her Naval, Bloom just managed to move out of the way for a moment before seeing the Trident behind her, this time she wasn't so lucky,

"Ahh! That Hurts..."

Bloom placed her hand over her Wound as then she was pushed down by the Emperor, Bloom struggled to get up but it was too late she saw the Emperor drive his Trident into her chest, just a mild wound before a Golden Light appeared and Daphne bashed herself to the Emperor along with his Trident,

"Argh! Daphne no get away from here! Tch! Agh..."

Bloom winced in pain as she pressed on her wound to heal herself with her healing Abilities, Daphne came towards her and was about to say something to her but what came out was expression of Pain and Shock, both on her face and in the Sound of her Voice, Bloom asked her,

"D-Daphne are you-"

Bloom gasped, the Prongs of the Trident was seen stabbed clean through her body, Daphne's Mask fell to ground as the Emperor twisted his Trident out of her, there wasn't blood, but the Golden-like Essence levitated to upwards as Daphne fell, Bloom caught her and was panicking,

"Daphne! Daphne! Wake up no you're a Spirit you can't die! Not Now!"

Daphne gave her a little laugh and weakly lifted her Arms up, Bloom held her hands and her voice was shaking as she told her and placed her hand over her Wound,

"I can- I can heal you! Come on Daphne please"

"Bloom no...to heal a s-spirit...like me you'll have to go to...Enchantix and use your Fairy Dust....but you'll drown Bloom, I won't...let you be harmed my little sister"

"But...that means...No Daphne No! Please...don't leave..me"

Daphne weakly smiled and lifted her arm once more to her face, as she softly said to her,

"Bloom...promise me...take care of Mother.....and Father please"

"I will! But not without you, I just got our Family back Daphne......why?"

"Oh Bloom....what did I tell you before?"

Daphne smiled and hear Bloom say it, tears falling from her eyes as her body visibly shaking, she says,

"Daphne...you would never leave me...you promised"

"I know and that promise will stay.....but for now Goodbye Bloom"

"Daph-...no..no"

Bloom felt the Nymph's Final Embrace, she was ready to depart from the World of the Living, just Bloom was about to hug her one last time, but the Spiritual Body of her own Sister burst into Golden Sparkles and ball of Light that went through Bloom and disappeared from her Sight.

Bloom wanted to cry her eyes out, but she knelt there Eyes widen as she senses the Danger was so close to her and said danger only laughed at her face,

"There goes the Last Nymph of Magix and now for you, Great Dragon surrender, you have no guardian, your Swordsman, your Allies and little attendants are all about to fail"

Silence was all the Emperor was given as he repeated himself,

"I Repeat, your Troops have fallen, so Surrender now!"

Deafening Silence was met once more, the indomitable will of the Two sisters was shown as the Emperor growled and thrust his Trident Forward to her, this time met with Physical Resistance as Bloom gripped tight on the center prong of the Trident, commanded Fire as it rose behind her, she roared with all her might, the fury she feels would never be unnoticed,

"FIRE OF SIRENIX! DRAGON FIRE, DRAGON OF DOMINO!"

The Flames spread across the Trident up to the Host of the Emperor, he simply laughed as Light Engulfed the ocean and all across the Magical Dimension, everyone in the World saw the Light and saw the Dragon across flying across the Sky and Space above, The Trident was destroyed and soon the Emperor was Defeated.

-END OF FLASHBACK-

The Lord of the Templars sighed at the end of the Tale from Bloom, this was not what he expected to hear, the death of his Friend, he was hoped that perhaps she survived but no one can be that Lucky, he took a sip of his Tea and asked Bloom,

"This changes things a little, Tritannus is now Charged with the murder of Daphne, coupled with the Threat he gave to the Magical Dimension as a whole, but as you said it, it sounded possessed that mean he had an accomplice or someone Supporting him from behind, the Fire of Sirenix might have removed the problem, so there is no need for us to step in but now at least we know the truth"

Bloom sat silent once more, just talking about this event, fills her heart with Pain but she had to be strong, Lord Amritraj stood up as the Clock stopped ticking, he told her,

"You must be going a lot of hurt right now, Bloom....it's only for today, come now everyone is waiting"

Bloom finished up her cup of Tea and stood up, as the Lord opened the Door leading the Corridor lined up with Domino's Guards and the Knight-Monks of the Fortress, King Oritel ordered for extra security for her Daughter upon hearing the death of their oldest. She didn't protest against it, she had other things to worry about.

As they walked outside to the Portal that led to Domino's Gates, they entered and soon came to the Amphitheatre where Oritel and Marion stood over a shroud of Flowers from Domino's Grasslands, her friends stood in Mourning Clothes in the Rows of Seats, the Specialists were put on Guard Duty around the area, her fellow Alfea Colleagues sat at the front.

The Lord led her up to her Parents, Solemn their faces were as simply nod and acknowledged Bloom, she stood in between them, standing over the Flowers of Orange, Cyan, Lime and Blue, Bloom looked up to face the crowd, her Adoptive Parents Mike and Vanessa sat at the Front, along with the Kings and Queens of the Magical Dimension invited to witness the Farewell, beside them was Queen of Tir Nan nÓg, Nebula, Morgana, it's Former Queen, and her Husband, Klaus.

Among the Royals, Bloom saw King Sky, things have been awkward between them, Sky never got his Memory back and with Bloom's Problems, they have gone Separate ways in Mutual Understandings but this wasn't an Love affair, this was Something else entirely, she looked away and cleared her throat before saying the Final Words,

"Hello, my name is Bloom, Princess of Domino and Sister to Daphne, after my Friends and I freed Domino from Obsidian, I was so so happy, I have my Whole Family back...but sometimes things are not meant to be....not all Fairytales have a happy ending, I just pray wherever Daphne is, she is in Peace, now I shall pass the time to His Highness, my Father, King Oritel of Domino"

Bloom moved to the back as King Oritel stood in a stance, one with a saddened face yet a Strong-willed façade from his body language, this will be broadcast to all of the Magical Dimension, Oritel knew that what he was going to say would allow all of the Magical Dimension to hear him,

"Honoured Guests, Royalties and Representatives, Daphne was a Nymph of Magix and of Domino, we bear witness today a final farewell..."

Oritel quivered a little before lifting his eyes to them continued,

"The Nymph of Magix was not just a Title from the days of Old, it was type of Fairy, an Ancient one that guided the Magical Dimension in Dark times, far darker and destructive than today's threats.....it was of Myths and Legends that birth the very idea of Justice, Love, anything Good and Evil under the Sun."

"Daphne had that responsibility despite not being a Nymph herself....she aspired to be just like them ever since she was young...a Nymph she was indeed, she made me proud, she made all of us proud, she is our Little girl"

The King struggled and tried not to cry, his words were ever firm yet it still shook,

"And Now we say goodbye to her, all of the Magical Dimension will miss her...for all she had done, she deserved so much more than we can give her"

The King's eyes gave way, streams of Tears went down his face, the Kingdom weeps for her, but Oritel continued and this time He stood his ground,

"As my Daughter had said not all Fairytales have a happy ending...I agree with that, there is no such thing as a Happy ending, but Daphne was more than a Happy Ending, it was a Will, a fiery will to keep moving forward!"

"This is a New Era for the Magical Dimension, and we have the strength to move on, that was her last gift!"

Bloom lifted her face a little before moving towards the front, the people of the Crowds understood the message, despite it being a time of darkness it was a time of Hope too, Oritel sighed and finally said,

"We will bid her farewell, in Domino Traditions, this will not be the last time we see her....so keep moving forward step by step in this new era, let the burning of the shroud begin"

The Shroud of Flower lit up with Gentle Flames, as Oritel and Marion carried the Burning shroud from one end to the other, people followed behind them, all the way to Domino's Lakes that shall lead to its Yellow Reefs, the King and Queen sang the Mourning song of Domino, as they sang their hearts out, they bent down and placed the Burning shroud of Flowers to the River as it flows down the River, away from their Sight, the song continued until they nothing left to sing.

Bloom looks to the sky as she placed her hand over her heart, and hear those words that affirm and Haunt her, 'I will never Leave you' as she closed her eyes and hoped that Strength carries on, as the Raindrops fell from the sky to her face and down her hair.

It was Indeed a New Era.

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A man turned off the Radio, the Clanking of Armour was in sync with the turning of pages, his wavy and short Ashen Brown hair, that tied to a small ponytail at the back matched the Silver looking Armour and Green fur cape stained with Dried Blood, his small Golden star earrings were the only source of Light in the dark room along with purple light that came from a Woman fiddling with the pages.

The Man's Voice was Coarse as he spoke to the Women,

"The Nymph is dead...what other Orders are needed?"

The Woman simply chuckled, her Fair Skin and waist-length thick dirty greenish and olive hair as she fiddled her Hair and the Pages of the Book she was holding, before closing it and said,

"Patience...we need to find a new hideout besides it's a New Era of Magic....time we make an appearance.."

She wore her Navy Blue jacket with a high collar with sleeves that end with spiked Grey areas, she miniaturized the Book and it became a Keychain on the Chain-belt that sits on a Navy Blue Skirt, she walked and passed the Man who asked, in a Surprised tone,

"Oh? Where did you have in mind?"

The Woman tapped on a Wall and projected a Portal with a Forest and in the Distance, a dark purple tower with spires located on a mountain was seen, negative Energy spilled out of the portal, the Woman smirked and the Man gave a slight growl but then looked away, she pointed to the Purple Tower and said,

"There, Clouds tower, the so called boarding school for witches, makes for Easy Prey doesn't it Reaper?"

She turned towards the man, who only growled at her, she sighed and replied to him apologetically and Sarcastically at the same time, before both of them stood beside each other and entered the Portal together, leaving their old hideout.

"Fine Fine I won't say that title of yours, come on now, a New Era is awaiting us"

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[mellozine]

I mean to post these a million years ago but I only recently got them off my phone. Back in April I went to an indie wrestling show in Austin, TX by indie promo Fight Opera called...SACRIFEST. As a community we banded together to raise enough blood to give a giant skeleton blood and skin and organs so he could achieve his greatest dream: To get high.

I saw a horse fight a maniacal train conductor. I saw the most miserable man in the world battle a man turned feral possum king. I witnessed two valkyries search the seas for an ancient treasure. I watched as a nonbinary forest nymph turned punk protector of the oppressed duked it out with an evil cyborg gameshow host!

We helped a giant skeleton get high for the first time.

it was astounding.