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another-whump-sideblog · 10 months

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Diverges from main timeline at Season 2 Chapter 77

Just a dream. It has to be just a dream. It’s not a dream. It has to be a dream, this can’t be happening.

She can’t have found you. Barron said it protected this place magically. She can’t have found you. This can’t be happening. The whole world is ending.

You cover your ears. You hear loud popping and the sounds of a struggle. Of several struggles. Of a very, very familiar laugh-

The laugh cuts off abruptly. You don’t get out of your little ball.

There’s some more popping, and some talking you can’t quite make out, and then you hear someone approach you.

“Liam.”

It’s Ray. You peak out from under your blanket.

“She’s gone. Jane. Barron did something and now she’s gone.”

“…What?” Somehow, things seem even more dreamlike.

“Come see.”

You rise from the couch and follow Ray to their and Diya’s room. Kit and Dollie are in red translucent bubbles, like the ones Barron used when it rescued you from Jane so long ago. Jane is nowhere to be seen. Dollie is attacking her bubble savagely, punching it and kicking it and clawing at it, but nothing is coming of it. She's wearing a muzzle.

“She’ll be back.” Kit is saying. “I don’t know what kind of stupid test this is, but she’ll be back.”

“Wha-what’s going on?” You ask.

You think Barron seems relieved to see you. “Jane woke me up and attacked me. I was casting spells- I wasn’t really thinking about which ones, it was sort of on instinct, and then, when one of them hit her, she disappeared.”

You're... not sure how it could cast spells purely on instinct, even with its drawer full of prepared magic objects. It'd have to remember which spells went with which objects and which movements. But that's not the most important thing right now.

"Do you think she just... teleported? Why would she do that?"

"Some kind of test." Kit repeats. "We're probably supposed to get you guys in the van without her help. It'll hurt less if you go willingly." They chuckle darkly. "But I doubt we can drag you away without Jane, and I know I can't convince you. You wouldn't be here at all if you listened to me. So I guess we'll just all be punished when Jane decides that we've failed the test, and your friends will die more painfully than they have to." Kit leans on the bubble and closes their eyes. They look and sound utterly exhausted.

You... don't think you're going to be able to have a productive conversation with them, right now.

You turn to Barron. "If she's coming back, we can prepare. How'd she get in here in the first place?"

"...I don't know." Barron fidgets with the bracelets on its arm urgently. "She shouldn't have been able to. I should be the only one able to grant people access to this place."

"Could we... fight her off?" Diya asks. "She's powerful, but I really don't think she could get all of us into the van on her own if we were fighting back."

You start trying to explain, but Kit interrupts you, their eyes still closed. "Eventually you'll get tired, and she won't. If at any point she manages to get close enough to inject you with something, which will be easy because she can teleport, you'll be a goner. And she doesn't need to get all of you in the van. She doesn't even need one of you in the van. She just needs to hold a knife to one of your throats. Unless I've badly misinterpreted the situation, and you're willing to let someone die to save your skin. But I doubt it. I bet that even knowing almost all of you will be dead soon anyway, you'd obey her to keep each other safe."

"...Ah." Diya clasps eir hands together. "We'll need a different strategy, then."

"We need to figure out how she got past Barron's magic. If she can just ignore magic and we don't know why, then there's not a lot we can do." You point out.

"It should've been impossible." Barron says. "There's no way to get past those spells without alerting the original caster. I would've felt it, and I didn't. The spells are still intact. It's impossible for her to have gotten through, but she did. How do you stop someone who can do impossible things?"

"You don't." Kit says.

Ray is smiling and watching Dollie. "I think... if something is inevitable, maybe Kit's right. Maybe it'll just hurt worse to fight it. Maybe we should just enjoy the time we have left, instead of wasting our last chance to be together on trying to prevent something like this. Liam says Jane can be unpredictable, anyway. She sounds just as likely to punish you for driving off without her permission as she is to punish you for staying put and waiting for her to come back. So... Are you hungry?"

Kit shakes their head.

"Do you want to lie down? Barron would dispel the shield as long as you promised not to hurt any of us."

Kit opens their eyes and looks at Barron. "Would you?"

Barron nods.

"The, uh- your friend is right. She'd probably punish us either way. I won't try to hurt you or get you into the van."

Dispelling magic only works on some spells, but luckily this is one of them. With a few words and gestures, the shield is lifted.

"You can lie down on my bed." Barron says, gesturing to its bed.

Kit says nothing and collapses onto the bed. Barron turns its attention to Dollie.

"Kit knows Jane well, right? If they think you might as well just take this chance to rest, maybe you could, too?"

Dollie shows no sign she heard it, continuing her fruitless fight against the shield.

"I know it's hard to believe, but you're safe right now. Ma-"

Dollie drops to the ground, completely limp.

"Why in the world would you say that?" Kitty asks, sitting up. "We have no idea when she's coming back, so it's not even true."

"I- didn't know she would react like that-" Barron quickly dispels the shield and rushes to Dollie's side. It quickly undoes the collar and checks her pulse.

"She's okay. It usually wears off within a few hours."

"What usually wears off in a few hours?" Diya asks.

Kit hesitates. "I shouldn't tell you."

"Is she in pain?" Barron asks.

Kit shakes their head. Barron starts unstrapping the muzzle from Puppy's face, and you notice her eyes widen and her breathing quicken. She makes no other movement, despite fighting the shield so aggressively just moments ago.

"You're scaring her." You tell Barron.

"She was already scared. Fuck-"

Her face has pressure sores where the muzzle sat. Diya jumps into action, running out of the room and coming back with a first aid kit.

You kneel at Dollie's side and squeeze her hand while Diya takes care of her face. "We're okay." You tell her. "Jane's not here right now, and I'm sure that you had any ability to fight back you would, so she won't be mad at you. She'll know you did everything you could."

You don't know if that's true, but it seems to calm Dollie down, so you repeat it. "She'll understand. It's okay. We're okay. Jane's not here right now."

I can't leave my void.

I don't know what the mage did to me. I can't get out. There's no spell that should be able to do that. I've never heard of anything like this.

It'll probably wear off. Nothing lasts forever. But until then, all I can do is watch. No matter how bored I get.

Just the thought of it makes me want to skin someone. But I can't.

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bookoformon · 9 months

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"The Donkey Mirror." Alma Chapter 22. The Stations Continue. Part 6: "Reflection."

Aaron teaches Lamoni’s father about the Creation, the Fall of Adam, and the plan of redemption through Christ—The king and all his household are converted—The division of the land between the Nephites and the Lamanites is explained. About 90–77 B.C. ‎ז‎עז‎, zeaz, "The Girdle of the Strong."

1 Now, as Ammon "revealer of secrets" was thus teaching the people of Lamoni "teaches about the Holy Spirit" continually, we will return to the account of Aaron and his brethren; for after he departed from the land of Middoni "missionaries" he was led by the Spirit to the land of Nephi, even to the house of the king which was over all the land save it were the land of Ishmael "obedience"; and he was the father of Lamoni.

2 And it came to pass that he went in unto him into the king’s palace, with his brethren, and bowed himself before the king, and said unto him: Behold, O king, we are the brethren of Ammon, whom thou hast delivered out of prison.

=There is a Torah Tantra in these two verses:

"The Revealer of Secrets, the Holy Spirit, departs from the land of those who exalt God in the form of Missionaries. They are led to the Breastplate, the Wisdoms, the first of which is Ishmael, "to hear, respond and obey."

Our troubles begin with obedience...obey what, exactly?

3 And now, O king, if thou wilt spare our lives, we will be thy servants. And the king said unto them: Arise, for I will grant unto you your lives, and I will not suffer that ye shall be my servants; but I will insist that ye shall administer unto me; for I have been somewhat troubled in mind because of the generosity and the greatness of the words of thy brother Ammon; and I desire to know the cause why he has not come up out of Middoni with thee.

4 And Aaron said unto the king: Behold, the Spirit of the Lord has called him another way; he has gone to the land of Ishmael, to teach the people of Lamoni.

5 Now the king said unto them: What is this that ye have said concerning the Spirit of the Lord? Behold, this is the thing which doth trouble me.

6 And also, what is this that Ammon said—If ye will repent ye shall be saved, and if ye will not repent, ye shall be cast off at the last day?

7 And Aaron answered him and said unto him: Believest thou that there is a God? And the king said: I know that the Amalekites say that there is a God, and I have granted unto them that they should build sanctuaries, that they may assemble themselves together to worship him. And if now thou sayest there is a God, behold I will believe.

8 And now when Aaron heard this, his heart began to rejoice, and he said: Behold, assuredly as thou livest, O king, there is a God.

9 And the king said: Is God that Great Spirit that brought our fathers out of the land of Jerusalem?

10 And Aaron said unto him: Yea, he is that Great Spirit, and he created all things both in heaven and in earth. Believest thou this?

11 And he said: Yea, I believe that the Great Spirit created all things, and I desire that ye should tell me concerning all these things, and I will believe thy words.

12 And it came to pass that when Aaron saw that the king would believe his words, he began from the creation of Adam, reading the scriptures unto the king—how God created man after his own image, and that God gave him commandments, and that because of transgression, man had fallen.

13 And Aaron did expound unto him the scriptures from the creation of Adam, laying the fall of man before him, and their carnal state and also the plan of redemption, which was prepared from the foundation of the world, through Christ, for all whosoever would believe on his name.

14 And since man had fallen he could not merit anything of himself; but the sufferings and death of Christ atone for their sins, through faith and repentance, and so forth; and that he breaketh the bands of death, that the grave shall have no victory, and that the sting of death should be swallowed up in the hopes of glory; and Aaron did expound all these things unto the king.

15 And it came to pass that after Aaron had expounded these things unto him, the king said: What shall I do that I may have this eternal life of which thou hast spoken? Yea, what shall I do that I may be born of God, having this wicked spirit rooted out of my breast, and receive his Spirit, that I may be filled with joy, that I may not be cast off at the last day? Behold, said he, I will give up dall that I possess, yea, I will forsake my kingdom, that I may receive this great joy.

16 But Aaron said unto him: If thou desirest this thing, if thou wilt bow down before God, yea, if thou wilt repent of all thy sins, and will bow down before God, and call on his name in faith, believing that ye shall receive, then shalt thou receive the hope which thou desirest.

17 And it came to pass that when Aaron had said these words, the king did bow down before the Lord, upon his knees; yea, even he did prostrate himself upon the earth, and cried mightily, saying:

18 O God, Aaron hath told me that there is a God; and if there is a God, and if thou art God, wilt thou make thyself known unto me, and I will give away all my sins to know thee, and that I may be raised from the dead, and be saved at the last day. And now when the king had said these words, he was struck as if he were dead.

=to atone is to obey God and this kills the Evil Spirit that causes man to create and submit to conditions of tyranny. There is a dichot that runs through the Book of Mormon, one which compares the death of the Evil Spirt, AKA the atonement of mankind vs. the Atonement of Christ on the Cross. Both are tied together to deliverance.

19 And it came to pass that his servants ran and told the queen all that had happened unto the king. And she came in unto the king; and when she saw him lay as if he were dead, and also Aaron and his brethren standing as though they had been the cause of his fall, she was angry with them, and commanded that her servants, or the servants of the king, should take them and slay them.

20 Now the servants had seen the cause of the king’s fall, therefore they durst not lay their hands on Aaron and his brethren; and they pled with the queen saying: Why commandest thou that we should slay these men, when behold one of them is mightier than us all? Therefore we shall fall before them.

21 Now when the queen saw the fear of the servants she also began to fear exceedingly, lest there should some evil come upon her. And she commanded her servants that they should go and call the people, that they might slay Aaron and his brethren.

The Queen is Shabbat, rebirth out of a life of delusion into one of pure understanding. The servants of the Queen- let's call them aspects of one's willpower, observed the transition of the King, the ego in the presence of the Revealing Spirit and did not rebel against Him after they saw the miracle of Shabbat was nigh.

22 Now when Aaron saw the determination of the queen, he, also knowing the hardness of the hearts of the people, feared lest that a multitude should assemble themselves together, and there should be a great contention and a disturbance among them; therefore he put forth his hand and raised the king from the earth, and said unto him: Stand. And he stood upon his feet, receiving his strength.

=Praise of God for His blessedness, which is all about this place is where life begins within the chest and without. It is why all the violence and lies, abuse, waste and corruption, all manmade horrors are so abhorrent. They are unnatural and unnecessary. Praise of God for being good should automatically cause atonement for just how evil mankind has become.

23 Now this was done in the presence of the queen and many of the servants. And when they saw it they greatly marveled, and began to fear. And the king stood forth, and began to minister unto them. And he did minister unto them, insomuch that his whole household were converted unto the Lord.

24 Now there was a multitude gathered together because of the commandment of the queen, and there began to be great murmurings among them because of Aaron and his brethren.

25 But the king stood forth among them and administered unto them. And they were pacified towards Aaron and those who were with him.

26 And it came to pass that when the king saw that the people were pacified, he caused that Aaron and his brethren should stand forth in the midst of the multitude, and that they should preach the word unto them.

27 And it came to pass that the king sent a proclamation throughout all the land, amongst all his people who were in all his land, who were in all the regions round about, which was bordering even to the sea, on the east and on the west, and which was divided from the land of Zarahemla by a narrow strip of wilderness, which ran from the sea east even to the sea west, and round about on the borders of the seashore, and the borders of the wilderness which was on the north by the land of Zarahemla, through the borders of Manti, by the head of the river Sidon, running from the east towards the west—and thus were the Lamanites and the Nephites divided.

The Four Directions the Book of Alma names for the onset of Shabbat are:

East and West, "awareness and enlightenment" are separated by wilderness where the Lamanites, the Ignorances live. All territories in the Book of Mormon border the Mediterranean Sea, "Where one sees one's greatness."

The Mediterranean is like a Buddha, upon realization, liberation from all delusion takes place instantly.

North "What is hidden by God" are Manti "the Ten Stringed Harp" and side to side runs the River Sidon "the River of Death" in Lebanon, "pure purity."

We just talked about the role of death in the Realization of the King and the People= exorcism of all doubt caused by the Evil Spirit.

28 Now, the more idle part of the Lamanites lived in the wilderness, and dwelt in tents; and they were spread through the wilderness on the west, in the land of Nephi; yea, and also on the west of the land of Zarahemla, in the borders by the seashore, and on the west in the land of Nephi, in the place of their fathers’ first inheritance, and thus bordering along by the seashore.

West is Zarahemla, "The village of the Dawn" AKA "the Village of the Enlightened." It is the Book of Mormon's term for the diploma one earns in Jerusalem, "the place that teaches the peace."

29 And also there were many Lamanites on the east by the seashore, whither the Nephites had driven them. And thus the Nephites were nearly surrounded by the Lamanites; nevertheless the Nephites had taken possession of all the northern parts of the land bordering on the wilderness, at the head of the river Sidon, from the east to the west, round about on the wilderness side; on the north, even until they came to the land which they called Bountiful.

East is where we begin anything new. Bountiful is what we discover in the South, the "age of reason."

30 And it bordered upon the land which they called Desolation, it being so far northward that it came into the land which had been peopled and been destroyed, of whose bones we have spoken, which was discovered by the people of Zarahemla, it being the place of their first landing.

31 And they came from there up into the south wilderness. Thus the land on the northward was called Desolation, and the land on the southward was called Bountiful, it being the wilderness which is filled with all manner of wild animals of every kind, a part of which had come from the land northward for food.

32 And now, it was only the distance of a day and a half’s journey for a Nephite, on the line Bountiful and the land Desolation, from the east to the west sea; and thus the land of Nephi and the land of Zarahemla were nearly surrounded by water, there being a small neck of land between the land northward and the land southward.

=back to being surrounded by Water, where the Spirit of God saw itself. If you do not see the works of the Spirit of God when you look in the mirror and you see a complete total jackass instead you are doing it right.

33 And it came to pass that the Nephites had inhabited the land Bountiful, even from the east unto the west sea, and thus the Nephites in their wisdom, with their guards and their armies, had hemmed in the Lamanites on the south, that thereby they should have no more possession on the north, that they might not overrun the land northward.

Nephites are wise, Lamanites are "idle" but they have the ability to reason, but instead of fleeing the unholy spirit, they follow him:

34 Therefore the Lamanites could have no more possessions only in the land of Nephi, and the wilderness round about. Now this was wisdom in the Nephites—as the Lamanites were an enemy to them, they would not suffer their afflictions on every hand, and also that they might have a country whither they might flee, according to their desires.

35 And now I, after having said this, return again to the account of Ammon and Aaron, Omner and Himni, and their brethren.

Ammon= revealer of secrets

Aaron= Who exalts God, the Center of Cheer

אור

The verb אור ('or) means to be light or to give light; to shine. This verb's primary derivative is the expectable noun אור ('or), meaning light. The 'metaphor' that relates light to wisdom may not be a metaphor, or at least not to the ancients. In our article on the verb נהר (nahar), meaning both to flow and to shine, we show that the ancients had a surprisingly solid grasp of Relativity Theory.

The cheerful verb רנן (ranan) means to produce a ringing cry, either out of joyous cheer, distress or to introduce a declaration of some sort. Nouns רן (ron), רנה (rinna) and רננה (renana) all describe ringing cries. Plural noun רננים (renanim) refers to birds that deliver piercing cries.

Omner= "Peace of Candlelight"

Om= peace

Ner= nur= candle light

Himni=to be knowledgeable, the utterance of knowledge, to be opposed to utterances of ignorance.

The singular versions of these pronouns are: הוא (hu) for the masculine 'he' and 'it,' and היא (hi) for the feminine 'she' and 'it.' Note that the form הוא (hw') is also a verb, namely הוא (hawa'), which is an unusual variant of the more common verbs הוה (hawa I) and היה (haya), and all mean 'to be'.

Oni=

און

The verb און ('wn) appears to mean to experience a lot, to be subject to much. It doesn't occur in the Bible but in cognate languages it's either negative and means to be tired and troubled, or it's positive and means to be at rest and enjoy a life of plenty.

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beardedbluebirdcheesecake · 11 months

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Sura Murslat chapter number 77

This chapter is in five chapter which define the punishment of Almighty Allah on those people who don’t obey Allah. Abu Bakar ra said to Prophet SAW SAW You look too old. Prophet SAW replied sura Hood sura Murslat sura Al Naba and two other chapter make me old.

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majolish · 2 years

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Whew. As a gay (cis) black man that has been playing Obey Me since launch, I am incredibly disappointed in some of the fandom rn. The fact seeing a feminine figure makes some of you so uncomfortable you begin talking about how the game will be ruined??? HUH

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lovelycoralmentality · 4 years

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Manhwa

Who made me a princess -> chapter 89

Devil wants to hug -> chapter 49

To Be or Not to Be -> Chapter 63

The reason Why Raeliana Ended up at the Duke’s Mansion -> chapter 147 (fin)

Shadow queen -> chapter 38

The justice of villainous woman -> chapter 113

Silent lover -> chapter 19

The Villainess reverses the hourglass -> chapter 45

Charlotte Has Five Disciples -> chapter 43

The grandmaster of demonic cultivation -> chapter 175

Beware of the villainess -> chapter 58

I became the villain's mother -> chapter 36

The Twin Siblings’ New Life -> chapter 39

Death Is The Only Ending For The Villainess -> chapter 44

Actually, I Was the Real One -> chapter 32

Am I the daughter? -> chapter 47

I Want to Be You, Just For A Day -> chapter 44

Please Throw Me Away -> chapter 40

The Villainess Lives Twice -> Chapter 38

Youngest Princess -> chapter 44

Daughter of the Emperor -> chapter 207

Virtues of the Villainess -> Chapter 34

When the Villainess Loves -> Chapter 38

saving the Villain Who was Abandoned by the Female Lead -> chapter 21

The Antagonist's Pet ( The Pet of the Villainess ) -> Chapter 56

The Monster Duchess and Contract Princess Manhwa -> Chapter 74

The Newly-wed Life Of A Witch and A Dragon -> Chapter 17

My Husband Hides His Beauty -> chapter 32

I'm the Ex-Girlfriend of a Soldier -> Chapter 21

This Girl is a Little Wild -> Chapter 50

I don't want to be Empress! -> Chapter 58

This Villainess Wants a Divorce! / survive as the hero's wife-> Chapter 87

A Villain Is A Good Match For A Tyrant -> Chapter 38

The Garden of Red Flowers -> Chapter 28

Is It a Fortune or Is It a Woe? -> Chapter 30

The Young Lady I Served Became a Young Master -> Chapter 23

Seduce the Villain's Father -> Chapter 43

Blinded by the Setting Sun -> Chapter 21

The Duchess with an Empty Soul -> Chapter 63

Doctor Elise: The Royal Lady with the Lamp -> Chapter 126

I Raised Cinderella Preciously -> Chapter 37

Once more -> Chapter 27.5

Your Majesty, Please Don't Kill Me Again -> Chapter 23

My Sister Picked Up the Male Lead -> Chapter 37

Beware of the Brothers! -> Chapter 45

the lady and the beast -> chapter 39

Everything was a Mistake -> Chapter 32

A false confession -> Chapter 45

Elskar -> Chapter 32

The Detective Of Muiella -> Chapter 104

This Is An Obvious Fraudulent Marriage - Chapter 59

Daisy: How to Become the Duke’s Fiancée - Chapter 35

I Became the Ugly Lady -> Chapter 5

The Lady's Butler - Chapter 25

Royal Shop of Young Lady - Chapter 34

Choose Your Real Daddy Tyrant - Chapter 11

The Sunny Lead was Raised as the Villainess - Chapter 1

Princess is a Bloodthirsty Surgeon - Chapter 58

Guide to a Male God Chasing his Wife - Chapter 21

Princess Tomboy & Prince Grumpy - Chapter 90

Living As The Emperor's Fiancé -> Chapter 28

The Foodie Next Door - Chapter 47

I Raised the Beast Well - Chapter 14

The villianous queen wants to level up - Chapter 0

National School Prince Is A Girl -> Chapter 83

Wendy the Florist -> Vol. 2 Ch. 1

What Kind of Empress is This? - Chapter 42

Revenge Wedding -> Chapter 36

I Gave Birth To A Murderer’s Child -> chapter 15

The Black Haired Princess - Chapter 39

Perfect Adaptation Chapter 2

Uniquely You - Chapter 11

Too Close - Chapter 88

Limited Time Princess - Chapter 27

She's my type - chapter 31

Lady Beast - Chapter 77

Read The Tyrant Falls In Love (Can Can) -> Chapter 56

Mismatched Love - Chapter 15

Happy Ending for the Time-Limited Villainess - Chapter 9

I'll Do That Marriage - Chapter 21

Don't Provoke The Crazy, Dumb and Villainous Consort - Chapter 23

The Daughter of the Elemental King - Chapter 45

The Golden Haired Elementalist - Chapter 38

I Became the Hero's Mom - Chapter 26

Beatrice - Chapter 49

The Stereotypical Life of a Reincarnated Lady - Chapter 51

Cheerful Countess Sisters - Chapter 24

It Looks Like I've Fallen into the World of a Reverse Harem Game - Chapter 32

I'm Stanning The Prince -> Chapter 42

Flowers Dance and Wind Sings -> Chapter 25

The Tyrant’s Guardian is an Evil Witch -> Chapter 23

The Goal is to Become a Gold Spoon so I need to be Completely Invulnerable - Chapter 27

The Villain's Savior - Chapter 74

The Princess in the Dumpster - Chapter 31

I Gave Birth to the Tyrant's Child -> Chapter 10

I'm the Male Lead's Female Friend -> Chapter 12

Villainess Maker -> Chapter 11

I Became a Maid in a TL Novel -> Chapter 36

I tamed the wild duke -> Chapter 4.1

The Viridescent Crown -> Chapter 33

A Night With The Emperor -> Chapter 7

The Villain Discovered My Identity -> Chapter 39

I Tamed a Tyrant and Ran Away -> Chapter 21

Charming and the Beast -> Chapter 4

The Emperor's Companion -> Chapter 72

I Saved The Cursed Duke -> Chapter 5

The King’s Beloved Daughter -> Chapter 6

The Precious Sister of the Villainous Grand Duke -> Chapter 11

The Way to Protect the Female Lead's Older Brother -> Chapter 20

Undercover Empress -> Chapter 35

The Flower That Was Bloomed By A Cloud -> Chapter 27

The Villainess Is a Marionette -> Chapter 21

Obey me -> Chapter 8

Stop Bothering Me, Emperor! -> Chapter 3

I'm a Martial Art Villainess but I'm the Strongest! -> Chapter 27

Angelic Lady -> Chapter 22

I'll Become the Tyrant's Tutor -> Chapter 6

Truly Refuse to Be a Witch -> Chapter 3

Father, I Don’t Want to Get Married! -> Chapter 15

I’ll Just Live on as a Villainess -> Chapter 3

Crimson Karma -> Chapter 82

The Fake Princess' OP Bunny -> Chapter 6

Reminiscence adonis -> Chapter 129

Not Just Anyone Can Become a Villainess -> Chapter 12

Lady Baby -> Chapter 125

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bexterbex · 4 years

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A Soul to Mend His Own | Ch. 77

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Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Will tag as I go along, Will update tags, Slow Burn, Influenced by Star Trek and other Sci-Fi themes, References to We Happy Few, Tons of References and quotes to George Orwells 1984 see if you can find them all, The First Order is the new Big Brother, but who is really surprised, Blatant Nazi Symbolism, Interrogation Themes, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, Really just drawn out Slow Burn, Don’t repost without permission, Torture themes, Suggestive Themes, Execution themes, Disturbing Themes, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Verbal Abuse, Controlling Kylo Ren, Physical Abuse, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Kylo Ren is Not Nice, Kylo Ren Has Issues, Supreme Leader Kylo Ren, Possessive Kylo Ren, A character shamelessly based on Zelda

A Kylo Ren x Modern! Reader in a soulmate au with canon divergence. —————————————SLOWBURN————————————–

He is already the Supreme leader, searching the universe to find you, his Empress. Your name on his wrist has been the only constant in his life, while you have doubts about his existence and his acceptance of you. He isn’t in the database and why did the name Kylo Ren cover Ben Solo?

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Chapter 77: Attack Dog

Kylo eventually brought you both back to the bed, your evening of lovemaking taking a toll on your energy. You were laying on his chest once more, a much more intimate sleeping position than you were used to, but seeing as many things had changed in the last 24 hours it was nothing new. “So, now that I am officially Empress, I feel different.”

Kylo glanced down at you, hand rubbing your bare back. “You are a different person now, the same in many ways, but different. So far I’ve seen you more sure of yourself if our lovemaking had anything to say. I would also say you take less shit, in general. You are now an Empress, and not so much my little Kitten anymore.”

You considered his words and his observation carefully, “Mmm yes, I guess I am more of a lioness now, but you can still call me Kitten when we are alone, especially when the beast is to come out.” You saw his pupils dilate with arousal at the mention of the beast, something he so desperately wanted to become again.

You shook your head knowing the question he wanted to ask., “No not tonight, I still need to be able to function tomorrow. When you return from your first mission, you can let the beast out but only when I tell you to. Do you understand?” You knew you would have to send him out into the universe away from you but you knew he would return to you.

He nodded, you could tell that he was still thinking about it as he licked and chewed on his bottom lip. The beast lingering below the surface.

“Tomorrow I will need my guard dog on his best behavior, we will be meeting with the Final Order High Command along with the First Order High Command. Seeing what our objectives are when it comes to defeating the Resistance.” You felt him shift underneath you. In his eyes, you could tell that it was his desire to please you, please his Empress by doing a good job. He was a guard dog ready for the order to attack. “Let us try to relax, we have a big day ahead of us tomorrow, and we have already exerted ourselves.”

He seemed to hum in agreement. You could feel the energy of the Force wrap around you, this time with a caress instead of a threat. It felt comforting knowing that all of him wanted you there with him at that moment. It didn’t take long for both of you to drift off into sleep while still entangled in each other, as one whole soul.

Your dream was different tonight, much different from when you first met your protective match. You were now with him, happily, near your throne. You were wearing a beautiful gown, and he was in his armor, but he didn’t seem scary. You were walking hand in hand as you walked away from your throne, a lazy sort of walk that meant you had nowhere to be. You were taking the lead as you two walked, but his body seemed relaxed in your presence as you came to a beautiful garden. That was alive, and full of greenery and running water. A little bit of paradise, you two seemed to not be bothered by any of the staff or guards that seemed to be present, along the edges of the dream world. It was like you two were left alone to your own little happy bubble. A place where you two could be one, without the interference of others.

As you came upon a large beautiful fountain in the middle of the garden space you and he sat along its edge. He removed his helmet without word or command. Losing his important piece of armor to look at you, his Empress. In the dream, you held hands and kissed sweetly, until you felt that familiar pressure behind your ear.

You woke up to being attacked with feather-light kisses, “I thought Kylo Ren wasn’t sweet.”

The kisses continued as he responded. “He isn’t but he does know how to worship his Empress. A loyal guard dog is loyal to his master.” His voice was laced with hunger, but you didn’t have time for that.

You took his head in your hands bringing his face to yours, “Now, now there will be playtime later, but now you and I must get ready for battle.” This caused a different type of spark to appear in his eyes, one that thirsted for violence. One that would allow him to be not only your guard dog but your attack dog. A weapon of destruction that only obeyed you.

You got up from the bed and headed into your dressing room, where you called upon your ladies-in-waiting. You looked at your reflection in the mirror, the woman before you was much like Kylo said, more sure of herself and taking no shit. Confident, powerful, and badass were how you felt. Unfortunately, it took Kylo breaking your mind for you to fully see and accept the positive sides of yourself. You were an Empress, soon to be an Empress of the entire galaxy if Kylo had any say. You were about to rule over the greatest dominion that anyone has ever seen and you were living for it.

Adlez and Olivia-Rose entered and took an immediate evaluation of you. They weren’t allowed to take care of you when you got back, and that always seemed to worry them. They saw you several times a day, checked in on you personally, making sure you were still in one piece, and if not it was their job to put you back together.

Adlez eyed you with suspicion, “Something seems different.” It was more of an observation than a question. She took hold of your hair.

You lifted your chin to her, a signal of authority, “It is, we now have an army to defeat the Resistance and the New Republic once and for all. We will bring order to the galaxy, and today I want my looks to reflect that.” You meant business today, whether she liked it or not.

Olivia-Rose seemed intimidated by this new declaration. Both of you had never been in any sort of galactic war before, your planet Earth being kept out of it for millennia.

“I am an Empress and I would like to look like one from here on out, nothing less, is that understood?” You were now taking command, usually, you let Adlez engage in the decision making, following her lead, but now you were going to be making all the choices, going with your gut feelings.

They got you ready in record time, both of them stayed rather silent throughout the rest of the morning, Adlez giving you looks here and there. Breakfast was a quick affair once you sent off your staff to do various projects, only Mitaka was to be with you for the rest of the day.

Kylo returned to your chambers only to escort you to your meeting, where you would be making final battle plans with your new combined High Command. You hadn’t decided on whether or not to keep the name First Order or to change it to the Final Order, both had their strengths and weaknesses in the name alone.

You entered the room, all eyes on you faces you recognize and those you did not. You were in full command of an army, almost the entire galaxy, and the large room reflected it. The table felt as if you were in some sort of fantasy movie with its size, but that didn’t matter, what mattered was that you were now about to send out a full-fledged assault against the enemy. But you watched as the officials in the Final Order seemed to want to disregard your position as their eyes followed Kylo as he stalked around the room. A guard dog at the ready, one who refused to sit.

“Do we have a problem ladies and gentlemen? I know I am not the person you wished to become Emperor, rather Empress of the Final Order, of the Sith Eternal, but I am.” You spoke to those on your left, on your right was your trusty First Order High Command, along with Phasma and Pyre.

An older gentleman spoke up, “No, we will follow you, Empress. We just have the belief that the Sith should carry on.” His eyes and emotions seemed guarded. But his eyes flickered back to the large black creature you called your husband.

“Ah, I see. He was supposed to finish the ritual and become a Sith Lord was he not?” You glanced at your husband briefly, his body ready for a fight, before you turned back to the older general.

A female general spoke up this time, “He was. Now we have no Sith leader.” This was something that seemed to affect all the Final Order High Command.

You regarded this statement, “He could still turn into a Sith if he so chooses.” You wanted it to be his choice though, you knew very little about the ways of the Force and how it works and what the Jedi and Sith meant. You trusted that Kylo would make the right decision for himself.

Before your lovely guard dog could respond, Pryde spoke up, “Or you could have a child that would be.” His words made your blood boil and caused ice to shoot up your veins. Now was your chance.

“Ah, now Pryde? What was the rule that was made about that particular thing, Hmm? Not to comment on mine and Ren’s love life? I think you have violated that, wouldn’t you agree, Lord Ren?” You called him Lord Ren as he was technically no longer the Supreme Leader of the First Order, you were the one in command, you were the Empress.

Kylo’s lightsaber ignited in its glorious red fury, cackling and hissing at the opportunity that awaited it like it was a living being. Kylo drew close to the general whose eyes were wide with fear. Pryde wasn’t looking at you, where he should be, no, his eyes were focused on the deadly weapon in front of him. But Kylo looked to you, and you responded with a small, barely noticeable nod. And in an instant, Pryde was no longer a problem for you.

You could see Kylo shaking with excitement. This was the first time you had commanded him to use his weapon for you, for him to be your proper attack guard dog. You could feel the waves of pleasure through the static of the Force that he seemed to be generating around you, encapsulating you in a protective bubble. No longer were there dangerous mindless tendrils, now it was his pure energy and emotion as it surrounded you, making you aware of how he was feeling. You could feel a mix of pride, arousal, and hunger for power in his Force energy.

“Now that the trash is taken out shall we move on to our next tactic? I would like to capture as much of the Resistance as possible.” You felt smug, and you could see that this pleased the Sith Eternal, to watch your attack dog slay someone so easily. It seemed like a treat for them. One of the Final Order generals asked, “May I ask why Empress?” You knew among the most dedicated in most military regimes that being captured was the worst position someone could be in. There was honor in dying for your cause, but living and giving secrets made you the worst enemy possible.

You stared down your nose at him. Your body glowed with confidence. “I have my reasoning. I would like to see many of their leaders face to face before they end up meeting my husband’s blade. Is that too difficult general?”

You could see the nervousness in his face, he did not want to meet the fiery blade himself. “No, Empress it is not. We shall capture the leaders of the Resistance and kill the rest?”

You were pleased with his weakness of will against you, his desire to please.“Yes, that should be all. The new Chancellor Armitage Hux will go over the final battle plans with you all. I must prepare my best weapon.”

Hux regarded your statement with some minor glee on his face, you could tell he was holding it in. You just gave him a huge promotion. Something that after you conquer the galaxy, you could properly celebrate. But for now, you were off to war.

Kylo followed you out into the empty side hallway. No one wanted to stick around for very long while he wore his helmet and was now representing his title of Jedi Killer.

You ordered, “Helmet off.” He obliged, and it fell carelessly to the floor, making a loud thud sound that both of you ignored. You just gazed into his dark eyes that were hungry and waiting for you to give your orders.

“I will have two of the knights with me, unfortunately, Phasma and Pyre will be sent out along with the rest of the forces, but I will remain on this side of the galaxy safe, and out of harm's way.” Your hand stroked down the front of his chest, you could feel the tension that was building within him, he wanted to fight, but he also wanted to stay behind and protect. “You will do well, I will be safe. I need you to fight for me, I need my big scary attack dog on the front lines, slicing through our enemies. Do you think you can do that? Because when you return if you are successful I will have a treat for you.”

His breathing was deep and quick, holding back his lust for you at that moment, knowing that you needed him to be an attack dog in this moment, not your lover. All he could do was nod again, words lost to the mind of the beast. But he couldn’t help himself from placing a hand on your hip and kissing you quickly, holding back all of his need for you, for just one kiss.

You understood that you needed him to move quickly, “Go now, prepare to leave with the others. I want you personally to bring me the leaders of the Resistance. I want them to know fear, I want them to believe that I will show them mercy. I want them to have hope in that I will release them, let them go, but you and I both know that won’t happen. I want to crush all hopes of future rebellion from this galaxy.”

Kylo nodded quickly and swooped down to grab his helmet, but before he placed it back on his head he kissed you, “I will not fail you.” And just like that, he was down the hall with his black cape swooshing around him, like some sort of demon hell-bent on bringing destruction to the galaxy. Which wasn’t far off of what he would be doing. This was the official start and end of the war.

A/N: Insert “Dig Dong the Witch is Dead” song from the Wizard of Oz here. Pryde finally be dead y’all. And now to star/finish a war.

#kylo ren #kylo ren x reader #kylo ren imagine #a soul to mend his own #kylo x reader #kylo x you #star wars #first order #star wars imagine #Star wars soulmate au #sw first order imagine #star wars first order #star wars final order #sith eternal

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nura-winderson · 4 years

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so for reasons I happen to have a Demonomicon lying around in my house, so I figured why not check on our lovely Obey me! boys to see what folklore says about them?

*possible spoilers ahead*

Lucifer

The translation of the name is “Lightbringer”. The name was to be used to point out the planet Venus, the brightest object on the sky that fights the Sun’s light - explaining how this got transferred to the rebellion against God.

Christan lore refers to the this name as the synonim for Satan, and soon became a forbidden word to be even said out loud.

Hebrew lore remembers Lucifer as the prideful cherub of Eden, the garden of God, his body covered in gold, diamonds, ruby, emerald and several other gems. After God has named him to be the guardian of all living beings, he intended to meet with God as equals and therefore was precipitated first to Earth and later to Seol.

In the 19th century a luciferian religion has risen implying that Lucifer was the positive figure showing through the pages of the Old Testament and has marked Jahve or Adonai the evil entity, even claiming the Lucifer and his followers are the real creators of Earth.

Mammon

The demon of richness, greediness.

His name translates to “money, wealth”, originating from the middle-eastern word mammon, which can be even found in the Bible: “ No one can serve two masters. Either you will hate the one and love the other, or you will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and mammon (money).” (Matthew 6,24). In some translations of the script not everyone has recognized the meaning of the word mammon, which resulted in some translations as a reference to an evil pagan entity, and the demon was born.

In Johannes Weyer’s Pseudomonarchia deamonum he’s remembered as the british embassador of Hell

Leviathan

Lord of the Seas, in Johannes Weyer’s Pseudomonarchia deamonum he’s mentioned as “Admiral of Hell” or “Minister of the Sea”.

His symbol of the most infamous of them all, even used as the emblem of the Church of Satan: a goat- or devilskull in the middle of a downwards pointing pentragram. The pentagram is surrounded by 2 rings and 5 hebrew letters: L V I T N, the hebrew name for Leviathan.

In ancient jewish folklore and also in the Bible he doesn’t appear as a demon but rather as the world’s greeatest aquatic monster. When God created the seas, he decided let Leviathan take the throne underwater and command the seas and all living beings in it. He feeds of aquatic dragons, and when he rages of hunger or thirst he causes water ripplings that take 77 years to calm.

In some folklore he’s mentioned and the gigantic entity that can only be seen in the horizon of the seas, his body so large noone has ever seen it entirely, and has been discribed as swimming in a circle around the oceans biting on his own tail (similar to Jormungand in Norse mythology).

In the Babilonian Talmud Rab Safra has once spotted an enormous being swimming in the ocean, his two horns had engraved inscription that read: “This tiny being which only lengths 300 miles is on it’s way to serve as food for Leviathan”

Satan

Does not have his own title, however the words “Satan” does come up in the chapters of Lucifer and Samael.

Asmodeus

Hebrew legends claim him as the serial killer demon birthed by Lilith and Adam. According to the apocryphal book of Tobit, Asmodeus, smitten with love for Sarah, killed six or her successive husbands on their wedding nights. Following instructions given to him by the angel Raphael, Tobias overcame Asmodeus and married Sarah. Later in the Testament of Abraham he again appears as preventer of spouses’ lovelife.

In other legends he’s not presented as evil as previously, rather as the demon of Ursa Maior he helps in different sorceries. For example in the Testament of Solomon he helped in buiding the Jerusalem Temple along with other enslaved demons. It is also said that when God punished Solomon for his overwhelming arrogance, Asmodeus was the one to claim the throne during his punishment in disguise.

Beelzebub

Lord of the Flies, one of the most infamous and powerful rulers of Hell. The first mention of him in the Bible is when Jesus performes exorcism and is accused of working together with Beelzebub, later even that he himself is the Lord of Flies.

The origin of the name has several theories, including Baal-zebub, God of Ekron, who’s messengers are represented as flies. Another theory points out that the ancient jew cultur had the “zabulus” expession which has a distorted verios of the greek “diabolos” which may has been combined with the phoenician Baal (god, lord), hence creating a “lord of devils”.

In both the Middle-East and Egypt several sacred artifacts have been discovered which gives an idea that some kind of fly-based cult may have existed. Plinius has also left records behind indicating that roman and syrian temples have presented sacrifies for flies and the Lord of Flies here names Achor.

In the Middle Ages Beelzebub was presented as the fallen monarch of the serafs, who stands just below Lucifer in the hierarchy of Hell. In other scripts however he is portrayed as standing just above Lucifer.

In Collin de Plancy’s Dictionnaire Infernal he’s illustrated as a fly who’s wings are covered in skulls and bones.

Belphegor

He also originates back to the Middle-East, his name probably comes from Baal-Peor, Baal meaning God or Lord and Peor being a mountain, he’s the Lord of Peor Mountain, possibly a regional pagan god.

In the Middle Ages he’s referenced as the wealth-bringing demon, later on additionally he’s the helper of those seeking technological or scientifical discoveries. In the Pseudomonarchia daemonum he’s mentioned as the french ambassador of Hell.

Machiavelli’s Belphegor is most likely to be thanked for his fame. In this comedy he’s sent to the human world to find out if spousal loyalty truely exists. He interviewes numerous married men and women only to claim that the rumors are false.

John Wilson’s comedy Belphegor of the Marriage of the Devil as the name implies even matches him up.

Italian and french tv series have also been created with him being the lead character, the latter became a movie later on.

Diavolo

Does not have his own title.

Barbatos

The 8th demon of Lemegeton, always surrounded by four demon kings and three demon legions. If made a pact with, he can provide excessive information on science and may lead to treasures locked away by magic. Knows all the secrets of past, present and future and can communicate with animals.

Simeon

Does not have his own title in the book, however he does appear in the Eastern Ortodox Church, claiming he is one of the 72 translators of the greek Old Testament.

Luke

Does not have his own title, but he might be the angelic verios of Luke the Evangelist who did become Saint Luke and is patron saint of artists, physicians, bachelors, surgeons, students and butcher.

Solomon

Does not have his own title, but King Solomon is referenced several times as the sorcerer enslaver of demons. The Testament of Solomon is not considered canonical in either jewish or christian lore however it does contain numerous theological and magical themes ranging from Christianity and Judaism to Greek mythology and astrology that possibly hint at a Christian writer with a Greek background. He posseses a ring with the Seal of God (a pentagram pointing upwards) which he received from the archangel Michael and which gives him the power to command demons.

He eventually gains power over Beelzebub who is considered pince of demons, hence Solomon is able to enslave any and all demons.

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i think it’s terribly interesting how Levi is a lot closer to gluttony as Beel. I have this headcanon that perhaps originally Levi and Belphie were supposed to be twins (they do look awful similar and think about the character design! they are the only ones with a tail instead of wings), but for some reason (that perhaps we can later learn from the continous story) the characters were swapped.

I also believe that Solomon will have a much bigger part of the story as he has right now.

#obey me #obey me!#obey me masters #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #i hate doing hastags #lucifer #mammon #levi #satan #asmo #beel #belphie

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toloveawarlord · 4 years

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Author Interview

Eeeek! I was tagged by @alloveroliver and @claire-maccarthy Thanks for the tag!

Name: My blog name is listed as Ruka, but my real name is Bekah so you can call me either. When I first made this blog, I wasn’t comfortable sharing my name online but now, I don’t mind.

Fandoms Now:

Ikemen Revolution, Ikemen Sengoku, Ikemen Vampire, Obey Me, Nightmare Harem, Several Shades of Sadism, Midnight Cinderella, Romance MD, Star Crossed Myth, Kings of Paradise, Scandal in the Spotlight, Kissed by the Baddest Bidder, My Wedding and Seven Rings. Probably a few more that I’ve got on my phone and log into once in a blue moon.

Want to do in the future:

Any of the Cybird games (they own my soul and wallet), So many voltage games I plan to start in the future, too many to name.

Where you post:

Mostly tumblr but I have an Ao3, Fanfiction and wattpad account (under the name moriartyswife)

Most Popular Multi-Chapter Story:

“And So They Met” which stars my little baby Alara at 6 years old coming to the mansion under bad circumstances and being adopted by Comte and the boys.

Favorite Story You Wrote:

Can I choose? As far as one shots go, Made a Made is by far a favorite of mine. Multi-chapter... how can I choose between my babies!? Personally, I love The Red Army Princess and The Black Army Mischief Maker. I have to name them both because there made as two sides of a coin, my first ikerev next gen. Eden and Finley will always have a special place in my heart.

Story You were Nervous to Post:

All of them I could probably say Telling Luka. It’s a mini series about Emery dating Luka and getting pregnant with Jonah��s baby. I was afraid of how it would come across. It seems to be pretty popular so that’s good.

How You Choose Your Titles:

It’s a roulette, I throw a dart and just go with it... Just kidding. I try to make all my titles have some meaning within the story. It might be a description of something that happens, or have something to do with the character themselves. Most of my titles tie in to the story. Sometimes with one shots, it’s just word association, but typically, I try to make them mean something.

Completed:

I have 141 One Shots completed.I do have other things for other fandoms posted on my other writing accounts, but for this blog, that’s all I have for now.

Incomplete:

I have posted 77 chapters of various multichapter fics. All of those and add in the amount of OC’s I have in the works which is over 100 (not including all the ikerev next gen babies). Plus, I have some one-shots and requests to fill so I have a lot coming up.

Do you outline:

Yes and no. Most of the time, I wing what I’m writing. I jot down ideas and things that might happen in the future of the story when they come to me. It’s less of an outline more like a pile of notes that I forget that I have until after I’ve written it. I do get ahead of myself when I’m writing, so I’ll grab a little piece of paper and write down some dialogue or scenes that come later in the chapter. And there are rare occasions were I’ll write out an entire chapter, but that’s very rare.

Coming Soon/ Not Yet Started:

I have 3 new Ikevamp Ocs coming in the next few weeks. Amelia Earhart, Mina Van Gogh, and Asha. I’m not sure what order they’ll come in, but they’ll be making their debut soon.

As for Ikerev, Atticus Kingsley is getting his story, which I’ve been nearly completed with for a few months now. Also, my witch Sage is going to be having her first chapter published.

Also there are some Voltage fics I want to publish. I have a romance md first chapter for Hosho’s daughter but I’m unsure if I’m going to post it. Some star crossed myth and Kings of Paradise are on the backburner but I want to post them as well.

AND OBEY ME! I’ve already made 12 ocs for the game and I have a few stories started. My little succubus is definitely my favorite.

Do you accept prompts?

Yes, but I rarely do them. Sometimes if I get in the mood, I’ll start working on them but I just have so many ocs and stories to work on that requests get forgotten about. That doesn’t mean I’ll never do them, it just means that it will take a while. I used to stress about requests a lot. Please feel free to send me a request as my box is always open but I don’t fill requests often. It’s a little hit or miss, because I switch between what I’m obsessively writing, so you kind of have to catch me with whatever I’m posting the most about at the time.

Upcoming Story You are Most Excited About:

Mina Van Gogh! I’ve worked super hard to make the story as accurate as possible, doing research. It’s a story more focused on platonic relationships at first, although she does have a suitor (Charles) but that is not in the foreground in the beginning of the story.

What do you use to edit?

A human being. I don’t do near as much editing on these fics as I do with my original writing. Unless something needs a major overhaul, I simply write what I want and check for mistakes before posting. If I’m looking for a word, I’ll google and search through the Thesaurus for a synonym. Nothing fancy here.

As for actual program that I write with, I used to exclusively use word. Now, I tend to use Tumblr and save the post as a draft. It’s super easy to access from anywhere and I can type on my phone if I want to. I’ve made the mistake more than once of tumblr glitching and eating my posts, so it’s not the most ideal situation..

Writing Set up:

Up until July of 2019, I exclusively sat at my desk. I get distracted very easily, so having a workspace that I only used for writing worked wonders for me. Now that I can’t sit for very long in hard chairs (thanks herniated discs), I usually sit in an arm chair with a little box to put my feet up on.

Most the time, I write with headphones in and listen to piano/instrumental music. Occasionally, I’ll pick one song that fits the story but I find myself singing along and getting distracted if there are words.

Do You Use a Beta Reader?

I have my best friend read over for any mistakes, so I guess, yes. Sometimes if she is busy, I’ll let Word read it out loud to check for missing words.

Where Do You Get Your Writing Inspiration?

From everything. Reading, other writing, tv/movies, real life. I’ve said before that a lot of the speech and actions of the children that I write are based on things I’ve witnessed while working for 10+ years with young children. Talking about the fics with friends also helps. They can help to figure out an ideas.

I would say that a lot of the time, it just comes to me. I’ll be writing something completely different and then an idea will come to mind about another character or story. Like poof, it’s there.

Can we get a quote from an upcoming WIP? Have a few!

Obey upcoming fic:

Verena knew how incredibly lucky she was to have his attention, his touch. Though he cared for all his incubus and succubus but never had he done this. Observing and critiquing, but not joining. “Lord Asmodeus, I-um-”

“No, no. All I want coming from these lips are those sweet, delicious sounds of pleasure.” Golden eyes were filled with delight. This was new, a succubus a completely blank canvas begging to be painted in his colors. Her mind lingered in a muddled state of uncertainty. “I’ve not used an ounce of my charm and yet you’re grinding your hips against mine, clinging to me tightly. You don’t want me to let you go.”

Her cheeks flushed red. It was like she had turned on autopilot, unable to stop her own body from wanting to drown in him. “Please…“

The word drenched in absolute urgency for more.

Ikemen Revolution New OC: Wren Blackwell

“Uncle Fenrir! Uncle Ray!” The ten year old’s voice echoed through the small building laced with surprise and joy. Abandoning his schoolwork for a chance to spend time with his two uncles. Amber eyes sparkled up at the two. Rarely did he get a visit from his family.

Fenrir beamed a grin at him, accepting the welcoming hug. “Reece, ya got taller!” He stopped by any time he came down to the ports, pitching in to help if Wren needed it.

Which meant today must be business. Never did Ray come by her work without warning. Placing down the files in their proper piles, Wren maneuvered through the chaos to emerge from the office. “Reece, you can go out for a break.” She didn’t want him to hear any military discussions, lest he want to join.

“Come on, I’ll buy ya a treat if it’s alright with your mom,” Fenrir offered to the eager boy, glancing to her for the okay.

It was like looking at two needy puppies. “That’s fine.” As Reece raced out the front door, Wren called to the ace with a serious tone. “No guns this time. I’ll kick your ass if you even think about it.”

She received a salute paired with wicked grin. “Yes, ma’am.”

“This time?” Ray questioned, emerald eyes moving from the vacant doorway to his sister.

Ikemen Vampire New OC: Juniper Haywood

Juniper tugged at the door handle, heels digging into the plush carpet as she put all her strength into trying to open the door. It refused to budge. Locked? Unlikely. It must have something to do with why the door only appears at certain times. Now, she was surely stuck until the stars aligned again.

Here’s what she knew.

The hallway led to a mansion. How? Unclear. Why? Also unclear.

In hindsight, there was very little that she actually knew.

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Tagging: @plumpblueberry @rikumorimachisgirl @mythiica @emeraldtawny and anyone else who wants to do it! ^_^

#author interview #i write things #sometimes #ikemen revolution #ikerev #about me #ikemen vampire #ikevamp #obey me #other otome games

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devildomwriter · 2 years

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Implied Sex With Satan

When it comes to the lessons, Satan has had the most times of implied sex or sexual activity

#obey me shall we date #obey me chapter 77 #obey me satan #obey me satan x mc #omnsfw

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innerchorus · 5 years

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Chapter 77 provided a glimpse of YOUNG GIEVE!

This was super interesting because so little is known about Gieve’s backstory, and for that reason I wanted to take a closer look at what we are shown here and what it might tell us about Gieve’s early life (because thanks to this scene, I have some theories).

This is a very short flashback so I’m going to include all of it below for those who haven’t been able to read the chapter yet.

This flashback shows us a man reciting a cautionary tale concerning Mount Demavant and Zahhak to a group of people (mixed ages/genders) sat around a fire inside a tent. I’ll outline my thoughts on it below.

These people are definitely Parsian, nomadic, and probably a family group. How can we be sure they are Parsian? Well, we know that Gieve is, but even discounting that for a moment, we know that this legend and the fear of the Snake King Zahhak that accompanies it is part of the Parsian national consciousness but not widely known or believed by those from other countries.

I think their nomadic nature is evidenced by the fact that this is taking place in a tent, with belongings suited for travel (bedrolls, luggage packaged up for travel etc) but that could certainly lean towards semi-nomadic depending on how they make a living as they travel around (perhaps they might end up staying in cities/towns for a while here and there, especially if they earn money by entertaining with music and poetry...you can see an oud in the first image!). In addition to this, the story about Zahhak isn’t just a story; it has a practical purpose here, too; a warning that although they may travel far and wide, they shouldn’t venture near Mount Demavant. (Aside from Zahhak, there are other sensible reasons for not going there, as can be seen from the landscape and weather visible in this chapter.)

Why do I feel sure this is a family group? The mixed of ages makes me think of an extended family who live together, travel together and make a shared living (possibly as part of a larger group / nomadic tribe). The dynamic also seems to indicate this, with the older man being the ‘head of the family’ with everyone else listening to him. Gieve’s own words in this chapter also support both the idea that he grew up with family, and the theory that these people earned their living without resorting to banditry. I’ll expand on that now.

Right before this glimpse into his past, Gieve notices tracks which indicate he’s not alone on the mountain, and thinks:

‘No decent man would venture anywhere near Mount Demavant. With the exception of yours truly. Which means they’re brigands or bandits... Either way, they’ll be scoundrels who wouldn’t obey even their own parents.’ (emphasis mine)

Gieve thinks of himself as a decent man, and by extension those who raised him must have been decent people, too. The last line in particular seems to be very significant, given that we have the flashback immediately afterwards. It makes me think that the man in the flashback may well be his father (certain elements of Gieve’s personal style seem to have originated here: the pattern on this man’s hood/blanket is very similar to the one on Gieve’s, both of them have animal paw accessories, and an oud is present which I presume belongs to the man telling the story; this article about gōsān also theorises that the occupation of minstrel must have been passed down from father to son). If this is Gieve’s father, I think we can assume that Gieve had a good relationship with him.

I think it’s worth paying close attention to the wording of Gieve’s thoughts at the close of the flashback, too. As we return to the present, Gieve thinks:

‘Hmph... The dead don’t reawaken.’

I can’t help but wonder whether this scene is also a hint that something bad might have happened to the people in it. The line quoted above is ostensibly about the foretold return of the Hero King, who will then banish Zahhak forever, but it seems as though Gieve is also thinking about something else, something more personal. Is he reflecting on an experience in his past, something that happened to the other people in the flashback? Is that line a hint that some or all of them are dead? I think so. (To be honest, I always had the impression that Gieve learned to be self-sufficient from an early age; that fits with him losing his family while he was young.)

So I definitely think this scene is meant to allude to something bad that happened in Gieve’s past.

I have no idea whether we’ll ever find out for certain what happened, though. I did have an initial theory that there might have been some sort of incident where he didn’t listen to the cautions of his parents and something bad happened as a result, but the more I consider it, the less likely I find that to be true. If you look at young Gieve in this flashback, he sits at the front of the group. I can imagine that he was captivated by the tale being told and obviously believed in it wholeheartedly. He calls the others on the mountain ‘scoundrels who wouldn’t obey even their own parents’ because he sees them as the opposite of himself.

As the flashback ends and we return to the present, it’s clear that as an adult, Gieve is now much more disillusioned with the world and can no longer see things in the same way he did as a child. His experiences (which very likely include the loss of his family) have taught him that the world doesn’t work the way it does in legends and stories, and so he can’t help but be cynical even if part of him wants to be proven wrong (he may be a skeptic, but he definitely has a romantic heart).

So, that was a vague theory about Gieve’s past.

Here’s another theory/headcanon to end this post with. I’ve joked before about Gieve secretly being an immortal Prince of Sistan (since this is the lie he used to deceive Tahamenay’s attendant) but after this flashback I’m considering the idea that Gieve and his family were inspired by/descended from the Saka (a nomadic Iranian people who invaded the Parthian Empire and then eventually settled in Sistan). In the world of Arslan Senki, Sistan is an old country that no longer exists; given the historical location of the real Sistan, perhaps it was absorbed into Pars a long time ago.

I admit that there’s little supporting evidence and mostly I just like the thought that there may have been a grain of truth in what Gieve said after all, but I did notice that one particular Saka group were described as ‘red-haired and blue-eyed.’ Gieve is also described in the novels as having reddish hair and dark blue eyes.

The flashback in this chapter is a new scene added by Hiromu Arakawa, but it’s highly likely that she asked Yoshika Tanaka for guidance. I wonder whether he revealed details about Gieve’s backstory that we don’t yet know If anyone has any thoughts or theories of their own, I’d love to hear about them!

#arslan senki #the heroic legend of arslan #arslan senki spoilers #gieve #this flashback was so unexpected!#long post #sorry i can't help it

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01/28/2020 DAB Transcript

Exodus 5:22-7:25, Matthew 18:21-19:12, Psalms 23:1-6, Proverbs 5:22-23

Today is January 28th, welcome to the Daily Audio Bible I am Brian it's great to be here with you today. Looking at the number, January 28th and just realizing we’ve only got a few more days in this month and I’m still scratching my head about where the weeks have gone because I know I just celebrated Christmas but…but I don't…and…and that happens every year and I don't know why I can’t finally get my…I mean, I’m at this every single day. So, I should be able to mark my days but then I get to the end of January and I’m like, how did that happen so quickly? Anyway, how are you? How's your day going? You’re probably just like right where you need to be. You’re right centered in the here and now, January 28th, you’re not wondering where the month went. You lived it fully. And that's great. I want to grow up to be like you. And, so, that’s why I read the Bible every day to us. And I let's get to it. We’re in the book of Exodus. We have begun to…to get to know Moses who is a major character in the Bible, and we’ll be journeying with Moses for…for a while as I've mentioned. So, we’ll get to know him. He has reluctantly obeyed God and gone back to Egypt and confronted Pharaoh who has essentially laughed him out of the palace and made things much more difficult for the Hebrew people. And we can already tell a pretty big showdown is gonna happen at some point. So, let's take the next step forward. We’re reading from Evangelical Heritage Version this week. Exodus chapter 5 verse 22 through 7 verse 25.

Commentary:

Okay. So, in the book of Matthew Jesus brought up a subject that He has already brought up and He was even more direct and forceful with it this time than...than the first time we encountered it because it is, according to Jesus, an irreplaceable component of God's kingdom, and it's a word that…I mean…it can…it can be a tricky work, forgiveness. It's kind of a funny thing because we like the concept of it. We just…we just don't want to have to do it. We want everybody else to have to do it, but we don't have to let go. So, the way that this goes down is that Peter’s just asking like, “okay. I see forgiveness is a part of this story. How many times…like define this for me. If…if somebody sins against me, how many times, seven? Like do I forgive them 7 times.” Jesus is like, “no, like 77,” right? So, like if you forgive somebody 77 times and you’re counting it up and you get to offense number 78 and you tell that person, “I don't forgive you because I’ve forgive you 77 times” then you probably haven't forgiven them 77 times. Jesus tells a story - a master and a servant. A servant, who…who owes a great deal, an amount he can't pay. He falls to his knees and begs for forgiveness. He begs for mercy. He begs for more time. The master forgives him completely and sends him on his way. But then that person will not forgive his brother, his fellow servant who owes them significantly less. He won't forgive that debt. He throws him into prison. So, just imagine this for a minute. Imagine God saying to you, “you wicked servant. I forgave you all that debt when you bagged me to. Should you not have had mercy on your fellow servant just as I had mercy on you?” I do not ever, ever, ever want to hear those words from my Father but I'm quoting Jesus here. “This is what my heavenly Father will also do to you, unless each one of you forgives his brother from his heart.” Like that…that's pretty hard to navigate around. Like, that’s pretty hard to set aside and say, “well it doesn't really mean what…it's...it's not…that's not what it means” because Jesus has taken away the ability to sort like fake it. He said, “from the heart.” So, it's like…it's got to be real and genuine. And this…this can bring up all kinds of things inside of us, because we immediately…you know when we start thinking about forgiveness we have to begin to think about the wounds of our lives and some of them have been fairly significant. Like, none of us…none of us gets out of here without getting hurt in some way and some of us have been hurt pretty bad. And, so, just to even go there at all is a pretty…pretty difficult journey. But to think of forgiveness, you know, it's really easy to be like, “you just don't understand. Like you don't know happened to me, the trauma. Like you just don't understand. I…I…the guy with the microphone…I…I wouldn't…I've been through my own traumas…I wouldn't…but normally we’re not trying to say this to somebody else, we’re trying to say to God, “like I can't do what you're asking me to do because it broke me and I'm fragmented and I don't even know how…how to approach forgiveness when something so wicked has happened. And, so, we can be angry that God would even think about asking us or forcing us into this kind of posture, but let's…let's just pause for second…and understand like, we’re 19 chapters into the book of Matthew and Matthew is the first of the Gospels and for this year anyway, this is first accounting of Jesus ministry and so we’re getting to know Jesus for this year as we go through the Gospels. And we noticed right away there was something different. Like, we saw right from the get-go, and we began to realize is that we’re looking at somebody who is different because they are whole. Their…their heart and their mind and their bodies are not all detached and living in separate realities. Wholeness, the lack of separation any longer inside of ourselves and from God, this is the message of the gospel. And, so, this is what Jesus is revealing in His ministry as He reveals the kingdom of God. And you could be like, “I am tracking with you there. What has that got to do with forgiveness?” Forgiveness can bring wholeness. Forgiveness isn't saying, “alright. I guess it was okay that that happened to me. I forgive them for what they did. I guess I have to do that. It's gotta be okay.” That's not what forgiveness is. And forgiveness isn't. “Okay. I'm not gonna talk about that anymore, that wound anymore. I’m not gonna…I’m gonna forget it. Like, I’m gonna…I’m gonna suppress it down and never visit it again.” That’s not it either. Forgiveness is saying, “injustice in some way was done to me. It happened. It shattered to me in some way. I'm broken because of it. There's poison inside of me like seeping through my veins. It affects my life and it has affected the way my life has gone, and I cannot do this anymore and I cannot get free of this by myself. I've tried to medicate. I've tried everything. I can't do it. And, so, I release this to You God. You are the judge. I release this to You. You handle this. I release them to You. God, I can't handle this anymore. I release them to You. I unchain myself from that person or event and I give it to you.” Forgiveness is one of these things, at least in the ministry of Jesus that is very direct because it’s very important because forgiveness sets us free and unforgiveness does the opposite. And Jesus came to set us free. So, we can hold onto those wounds as if they’ve become a part of our identity. We can hold onto those attachments or things that have hurt us as if we wouldn't even know how to be ourselves without carrying that around anymore, or we can understand this is part of the process of walking the narrow path that leads to life and wholeness. And I realize I’m…I mean I’m talking to lots and lots of people and there lots and lots of stories. There are plenty of things to release. There are plenty of things to let go of. There are…I mean the posture of forgiveness isn't a one-off, it's a lifestyle, it's always on and never off. And at least in my experience, some of the deepest roots of bitterness and awfulness and frank…frankly darkness and evil happen between spouses. Like that's ground zero. Like that is your ultimate union with another person and that union then represents your greater union with God. And the thing that will destroy that out right straightaway is unforgiveness. And we all know it. Unforgiveness leads to bitterness, anger, resentment, you name it, and none of that will bring us to God.

Prayer:

Father, it is to You that we want to be led. It is a growing awareness of Your presence in and around and among and through and in all things, including our lives and our relationships and our marriages. And one of the things that flows through all of that in Your kingdom is the ability to let go, the ability to release, the ability to forgive. And all we have to do is look at our own lives and we can find the places that we've been bound up because of bitterness and unforgiveness. We were talking about our marriages a minute ago Father and all we have to do is look there really to find places that have been walled off and places that have become battle lines and we might count 7 times or we might count 77 times and then we’re done with it. And, so, we begin the slow, steady, methodical process of dismantling and disintegrating our relationships through this unforgiveness. And You've been very clear, very clear in the Scriptures that that is leading nowhere. And, so, Father help us to learn to forgive. Help us to learn to release and let go. And help us to be willing to ask to be forgiven because in one way or another we’re in need of it. Father, it's our desire to dwell in Your presence in Your kingdom and to reveal it in this world and one of the ways that we will do that is that we walk in forgiveness. Come Holy Spirit we pray into this because it's a big thing for us. We ask in the name of Jesus. Amen.

Song:

Sara Groves - It's Me

Well, it came and caught us off our guard We were just laughing, feeling alright Had such a great time just last night We walked into a minefield undetected You took a tone and I took offense Anger replacing all common sense

Oh, run for your life, all tenderness is gone In the blink of an eye all goodwill has withdrawn We mark out our paces and stare out from our faces Baby, you and I are gone, gone, gone

Incomprehensible layers of isolation Now you're the man with a heart of stone Making me pay by being alone Soon you will justify righteous indignation Now I'm a woman who holds all her pain Looking for somebody else to blame

Oh, run for your life, all tenderness is gone In the blink of an eye all goodwill has withdrawn We mark out our paces and stare out from our faces But baby, you and I are gone, gone, gone

We hold all the keys to our undoing Cutting me down in small degrees You know my worst insecurities I'm making no effort to understand No one can hurt you like I can

Deep down inside the girl's waking up She's going out to the boy she loves It's me, oh, baby, it's me

How in the world can tenderness be gone In the blink of an eye? Oh, how in the world can tenderness be gone In the blink of an eye?

And the girl in me, she's calling out Oh, the girl in me, she's calling out To the boy in you, to the boy in you And the girl in me, she's calling out Oh, the girl in me, she's calling out To the boy in you

Baby, come back, baby, come back to me Baby, come back, baby, come back

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Detroit Become Human: We Are Not Afraid [Chapters 3 and 4!]

Markus and Simon were androids owned by famous artist, Carl Manfred. After his untimely death, Markus and Simon's lives change forever as Leo, Carl's disowned and criminal son, take ownership of them. Carl's death doesn't go unnoticed however, as Hank and his new android partner Connor, are hired to solve the case. Follow Markus and Simon as they forge a new path for the Android Revolution.

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[CHAPTER 3]

Markus

November 15, 2034

“Well? Are you just gonna fuckin’ sit there, or are yuh gonna come inside?”

[...CURRENT OBJ: Follow Leo…]

The human, Leo, was already unlocking the door to a small, what seemed to be abandoned one-bedroom apartment when Markus swung his legs out of the autonomous taxi.

A quick scan of their surroundings told Markus that he was presently on Clayville Road, also known to authorities as “Ice Lane.”

[...environment scan complete…]

A quick head swivel had Markus memorizing and processing the small houses that were boarded up and in shambles that lined the road. Off in the distance behind the house, fog and emissions from a factory plant grew into the greying sky. Faceless dogs barked, their yelping slightly masked by the sounds of breaking glass and car alarms blaring.

“Coming, Leo.” Markus answered as he strutted up the cracked and decrepit concrete stairs that led to the gaping front door.

His stark-white CyberLife shirt and pants seemed out of place next to the fading brick red and decaying browns that made up the house.

One step into the building had Markus’ autonomous senses synapsing with the new environment.

The tangy smell of iron and melted metal passed through the android’s olfactory processor. The familiar hazy smell of Thirium and hydrochloric acid made his head spin with new environmental information.

[...scanning for signs of danger…]

His LED flickered to gold for barely a second before fading into a calm blue.

[...no imminent danger detected…]

“Close the goddamn door, will ya?” Leo’s voice echoed through the room, it bounced off the dust and thick air that seemed to swirl through the living room.

“Of course.” Markus closed the door behind him gently, but even the slightest vibration from the door closing caused the walls to shake slightly and miniscule bits of debris and dust fell from the cracked ceiling.

A shaking hand appeared from behind an old television that blocked the doorway to the kitchen. Leo’s full frame and bloodshot eyes followed suit as the weight of the human met the android’s.

The man grabbed a fistfull of the android’s shirt, shoving him back into the closed door. RK200’s head smashed into the wood, and stayed there.

His LED flickered crimson as warning signs blared in his field of vision.

[...damaged component :OCCIPITAL PLATE:...]

[...contact CyberLife for assistance…]

Leo’s hot breath and sunken eyes met Markus’ face.

“Who the hell found ya, huh?” The grit in his voice was like gravel as the android tried to process the demand.

“Leo..I-”

The man jerked the android’s frame back into the door- once, twice.

“Tell me, dammit! I fucking shot you, you should be dead!”

[...stress level: ^46%^...]

The android wasn’t equipped with an answer- he tried to recall previous memories, previously downloaded information from before, but there was nothing. Only broken code and static.

“I-I have been reset and restored to the optimum factory settings. I do not have any information or memory stored from before I was brought online at CyberLife approximately one hour, and sixteen minutes ago.”

Leo’s hand tightened on the android’s shirt- the moisture from his hands seemed to soak through the cotton fabric and was identified by the android’s skin. Sweat began to bead on the human’s forehead, his temperature rising slightly as the android scanned him.

[...stress level: ^51%^...]

With no other option but to deescalate the situation, android RK200 recited his programmed script.

“I am android RK200, a domestic assistant and companion created by CyberLife to make your life better. My name is Markus and I’m happy to be of service to you, Leo Manfred.”

The human’s face contorted with one can only assume as rage, then confusion, then acceptance. His core temperature slowly sank from 100.1F to 99.6F and further decreased.

“You’re a fucking piece of work, yah know that?”

[...stress level v49%v…]

Markus made his eyes soften, made the corners of his eyes slightly squint as he imitated a calm, and friendly half-smile.

“I am whatever you wish me to be, Leo.”

The human loosened his grasp on the android’s shirt and took a deep breath. He ran a shaking hand through his dark hair and rubbed his eyes with the palm of his hand.

[...stress level v32%v…]

“Fine. One fucking thing then-” Leo turned his head and released the android’s shirt completely freeing both hands. He reached into the back waistband of his jeans and removed a handgun, loosely holding it in his dominant hand.

“Simon! Where the fuck are you- come here now!” Leo shouted into the empty building.

Simon? The android thought to himself.

[...scanning area for occupants…]

[...LEO MANSFIELD :identified: HUMAN…]

[...NO REGISTERED ANDROIDS FOUND…]

The dull throbbing of a golden light appeared from the kitchen- the lights were still off in the house, and as the sun continued setting, the shadows seemed to cover more of their surroundings.

The golden light was attached to the temple of a slightly taller- blonde haired, blue-eyed android whom emerged from the kitchen.

His hands were slack at his sides as he approached Leo. He had a dark navy t-shirt covering his torso, with baggy dark wash jeans on his lower half.

His crystal blue eyes seemed to widen as he took in the other android.

“Markus?!” A static voice whispered in his head.

Most, if not all of androids produced were programmed with the ability to communicate wirelessly with each other should they need to in order to complete a task.

Android RK200 was not tasked with responding or even communicating with the blonde one, so he ignored the signals that were being sent to him wirelessly.

“Hello, Leo.” The blonde android regarded the human with polite friendliness as he approached Leo.

[...facial recognition in progress…]

[...scanning for more information…]

[...]

[...information is delayed: please wait..]

[...COMPLETE…]

[...android PL600...model #501743923 IDENTIFIED…]

[...SIMON PL600 REGISTERED DECOMMISSIONED ERR: 400-1a…]

Markus’ LED furiously blinked red at the information compiled from the pl600.

Decommissioned? How...that’s impossible.

Markus’ internal confusion was cut short by the very hot presence of a hand on his upper shoulder.

“Markus, do you recognize this android at all?” Leo’s voice by further inspection had changed from angry and hot, to cold and mischievous. There was a playful smile that tugged on the corner of the human’s lips, the beads of sweat grown to full size, now running down his temples and catching in the collar of his jacket.

“I-” Markus started. He looked from the red-faced human to the android that now stared at him. His two crystal blue eyes laser-focused on the two emerald ones. His eyes, Markus noted, were strangely human, seemingly begging him to remember.

“My internal facial processing systems identify this android as SIMON- a PL600 make, serial number 501-743-923. Initialized and registered to a Carl Manfred in February of 2028.”

Leo released a hot breath of air and growled at Markus. His hand now held the gun to the android’s chest, tapping on Markus’ breast plate as he spoke.

“Not what I asked plastic.”

[...stress levels ^32%^...]

“No Leo, I do not, nor can I, recognize this android. I’m only meeting him for the first time now.”

Simon’s eyes were glued to gun now that was being white-knuckled gripped by the human. Markus took notice as the other android’s LED emitted bright flashing red reflections on his yellow hair, and the junk that was spread across the shelf next to his head.

Was he...shaking too? Simon’s frame was indeed trembling, barely noticeable to the human’s eye, but to Markus’, an RK200’s vision was comparably better. Yes, the small streaks of blonde that ran in front of the android’s face was swaying slightly, and his slackened hands seemed to be shaking while he stood there.

Simon’s eyes slid once more up Markus’ frame and locked on the flashing yellow LED that took residence on his right temple.

“Markus, please remember.”

That voice again, static and weak floating through RK200’s processors.

“I don’t-” Markus began.

His hand was pried open by Leo’s hot and shaking fingers a moment later.

“So Markus,” Leo placed the handle of his handgun into the unresponding palm of android RK200. The bile and alcohol on his breath became more apparent as the thirium pump in Markus began to race.

Leo turned to Simon. “Get on your knees, bitch.”

“Yes, Leo.” Android PL600 responded as he lowered himself to one knee, and then hesitantly the other. His voice was still smooth, still friendly even though his yellow blinking LED said otherwise.

[...ERR: 606- THIRIUM PUMP WORKING 150% TO CAPACITY…]

[...SYSTEM TEMPERATURE RISING…]

“Grab the fucking gun, plastic.” Leo commanded, and Markus obeyed.

“Markus...please.”

Simon’s voice was clearer now, but still edged with static. His older model wasn’t perfectly compatible with the newer makes like Markus, which made his data transmission via wireless communication, weak.

[...stress reaching dangerous levels…]

[...^65%^...]

“Aim it.” Leo instructed.

Markus didn’t respond right away. Destroying another android went against his programming, even if it was an order… and he didn’t want to? No, Markus fought with his inner programming. Androids don’t want. They don’t wish. They don’t hope.

“That was an order. Point the gun at his fucking head.”

[...current objective: POINT GUN AT PL600...]

[...stress levels ^77%^...]

Markus raised his hand, his pointer finger refusing to touch the trigger.

Simon’s crystal eyes were rimmed with red.

Was he...crying?

[SYSTEM INSTABILITY]

“Don’t shoot, Markus.” The voice in his head begged.

[...disable wireless communication temporarily?...Y/N…]

“Please, Don’t!”

[<Y/N>]

The crackling static in Markus’ head went silent.

A tear began to fall from the blonde android’s eye. Markus noticed the reflection of the gun in the liquid that slowly fell from the android’s cheek.

[SYSTEM INSTABILITY]

“Shoot.”

Leo’s voice was barely a whisper, but clear enough to echo through the living room.

[...stress levels…^85%^...]

[current objective: SHOOT]

Blue flashing options faded in and out of android RK200’s vision.

[> shoot SIMON

[> shoot SELF

[> shoot LEO

“Yes, Leo.”

Markus’ hand was still as he slowly let the pad of his finger feel the trigger of the handgun.

He was an android, void of all human emotions, merely made to imitate human characteristics. He was their slave, designed and programmed to do exactly what he was told. He was programmed to be submissive. To never fight back, to always be complicit to the orders his owners gave him.

Markus’ thirium pump thrashed in his chest like a caged wild bird, his oxygen stabilizers increased the amount of air that wheezed in and out of his nose.

His job was to follow orders… why was this so hard?

His objectives flashed quicker in his vision as he was running out of time to decide.

[> shoot SIMON

[> shoot SELF

[> shoot LEO

Android RK200 grit his teeth, and tried to stabilize the frenzy that was occuring inside of him.

[SYSTEM INSTABILITY]

Leo grunted to himself and crossed his arms. His eyes wildly fluctuated from Simon to Markus.

Simon’s blindingly red light sputtered on his temple.The tempo was almost as quick as the thirium pump in Markus’ chest.

Leo was impatient, as he spit on the ground.

“For fuck’s sake, shoot it alr-”

[> shoot SIMON

[> shoot SELF

[> shoot LEO

[...]

Android RK200 complied, and pulled the trigger.

[...OBJECTIVE : <shoot simon> : COMPLETE …]

[...]

[...software stabilized…]

…

Connor

November 15, 2034

“According to my enabled GPS software, we don’t seem to be going in the right direction, Lieutenant.” Connor’s face was illuminated by the street lamps that passed by them, his reflection in Anderson’s car window mirrored his own: a slight frown, and knitted eyebrows.

“I’ve driven this same route for nearly a decade-” Anderson leaned forward and turned the volume knob clockwise. Loud guitar riffs and unrecognizable screaming blared through the speakers. “-mind your own business and shut it.”

Connor turned his attention to the driver- Anderson rested his head on the heel of his hand while the other held the wheel.

“Do you have any pets, Lieutenant?” Connor’s voice was barely noticeable over the music, but Anderson answered anyway.

“Yes. Why does it matter?” He arched a quizzical eyebrow and glanced at the android.

Connor turned down the volume of the music just slightly, so that he didn’t have to raise his voice in order to respond.

“I noticed a patch of hair on your jacket, belonging to a Saint Bernard. I like dogs. What’s its name?”

Anderson loosened a breath, his posture slowly relaxing into the conversation.

“Uh..Sumo.”

“That’s a nice name.” Connor replied, smiling as best as he could at the Lieutenant.

“Yeah… wasn’t my idea.” Anderson mumbled under his breath. More to himself than to the android, but he went with it anyway.

“Who’s idea was it, Lieutenant?” Connor asked innocently.

“Christ- forget it.”

The android looked forward once more, straightening his tie as he did so.

For about fifteen minutes the two of them sat in uncomfortable silence, the air around them so thick Anderson, on multiple occasions shifted in his drivers seat, as if he couldn’t get comfortable.

Before Connor had a chance to break the silence with more probing questions, Anderson pulled into an empty parking lot beside a building labeled “Jimmy’s Bar.” The neon blue and red sign reflected off the water pooled on the sidewalk, the shadows of people walking around danced on the side of the building as they entered and exited the establishment,

“Stay.” Anderson’s voice was loud, but also weak. Tired.

“Lieutenant, I really think we should-”

Anderson was already halfway out of his car when he interrupted the android.

“Stay here. I won’t be long.” The lack of lighting in the car, and the overabundance of artificial light outside emphasized the dark ghosts that circled Anderson’s eyes. HIs smile lines- or frown lines- were dark shadows that were nearly hidden by his facial hair.

“Lieutenant!” Connor tried to yell his name, but the door was already slammed shut before his voice hit its mark.

Ten minutes.

Connor set an internal countdown. The white flashing text pulsed steadily in the corner of his vision. Ten minutes, and he was going to extract the Lieutenant.

[9:59]

The android removed the coin from his pant pocket with ease, and began flipping it in between his fingers. The light shining from the bar’s light reflected on the coin often, and each second that passed made the android..frusterated? No. Not frustrated, that’s a human emotion. It set his internal processes on edge however. RK800 had a mission. Had a goal: to solve the case. To figure out what exactly happened to Carl Manfred.

And sitting in an alcoholic detective’s car was not a proper use of his time.

But- he was given an order. To stay.

[5:13]

Rain began to drip on the windshield- each tap of the water on glass echoed through the car.

[5:12]

Connor caught his coin mid-flip and shoved it into his pocket.

Mission before all else.

Connor’s steps leading up to the door sent water splashing up his pant legs- cool and almost refreshing on his skin.

“No Androids Allowed?” He read aloud.

[...deactivate timer? <Y/N>...]

With the flashing countdown gone, Connor opened the door to the bar the same moment a man staggered out.

“What the fuck Connor?” A voice whined. It was Lieutenant Anderson. Breath analysis confirmed he’d had a couple of shots of whiskey, but other than that- his blood alcohol content was still relatively low.

“I-I was just going to double check to make sure you were alright.” Connor stammered- caught off guard by the early departure of the Lieutenant. “You’re my partner to this case and-”

“I told ye I’d be right out.” Anderson waved a flat, slightly shining key card in the air. “I needed a drink…” Connor leveled his gaze with Anderson’s. “And how the hell did you expect to actually get into the junk yard after hours? You know they lock that crap up…”

For the first time since Connor’s activation, his LED flashed yellow. Only for a millisecond, but it caught Anderson’s eye. The android worried he’d made the wrong choice by following his Lieutenant.

“Whatever plastic-” Anderson stalked back to his car but stopped as Connor addressed him.

“Can I ask you a personal question, Lieutenant?” He nodded his head, and focused his eyes on Connor.

“Why do you hate androids so much?”

Anderson stood and stared at the android for a beat too long. Connor noticed a spike in the Lieutenant’s heart rate and blood pressure.

He turned back to his car, “I have my reasons.”

Connor noticed the sadness and depression that seemed to cloud Anderson’s eyes. It made his chest ache.

[...SYSTEM INSTABILITY…]

No, not ache. Androids can’t feel pain. But- Anderson’s regard to androids did make Connor feel like there was a weight pressing on his chest. Right on top of his thirium pump and oxygen regulator.

He loosened his tie before following Anderson to the car.

CHAPTER [4]

Markus

November 15, 2034

“Holy shit…” Leo’s rasp fell to deaf ears as Markus’ internal homeostasis programs fought on overdrive to correct the software abnormalities that were misfiring through him.

Android RK200 slowly lowered the gun he’d just fired.

[...OBJECTIVE : <shoot simon> : COMPLETE …]

Automatic internal software scans flashed white and red code in front of the androids vision. Nothing was damaged, saved for the slightly cracked occipital plate in the back of his head. Nothing to pose an imminent threat to his ability to perform his duties. But- the android’s thirium pump was still beating at over 120% normal capacity, and he couldn't seem to slow the quick breaths that escaped his lips.

Droids needn’t breathe the same as humans did, however there was something seizing in the android’s chest and he couldn’t seem to return to standard condition.

A scuff of Leo’s boots on the floorboards gripped Markus’ attention and pulled him from the self-diagnostic state he was previously paralyzed in.

The human laughed, the shaky quality indicated that the human was both in fact surprised, and pleased.

He grabbed the gun from android RK200’s hand before striding to where the blonde android stood perfectly still, on his knees. In the same position he was ordered to stay in when Markus was given the order to shoot.

Android RK200 absentmindedly ran his hand over his cheek- something tickled his skin receptors, and when he pulled his hand away, a streak of blue liquid smudged the palm of his otherwise perfect hand. Thirium- the splatter and result of the gun’s discharge.

Markus’ head began to spin in an unusual way, like his balance was no longer calibrated. Too much data seemed to process at once, his head felt cloudy and heated from the over-exhaustion of his internal computing systems.

“Not the exact result I was aiming for, but fuck-” Leo kneeled down, eye level with android PL600- Simon. He grabbed the prone android by the chin and swiveled its head from one side, to the other, taking in what damage was done… or not done.

Markus watched- analyzed.

Simon’s LED was stagnant- it wasn’t flickering anymore.

It just burned a bright, painful red on its untouched temple.

“Good fucking shot, plastic.” Leo hummed. He traced his thumb up the side of Simon’s cheek- where the skin had begun to dissolve- still smoking from the bullet. The faintest shine of Simon’s white, cracked plastic cheekbone protruded from the hole Markus’ bullet had carved, and the outline of the android’s upper teeth were all but shadowed by the remaining skin.

It wasn’t crying anymore- the tears that once fell had dried.

Leo leaned his face closer the android’s- seemingly trying to analyze the bot himself, as if he were capable.

“Yuh still in there, fucker?”

Markus noted Leo’s preference to the word and stepped to the side slightly, attempting to give himself a better view of the blonde android.

Simon didn’t respond. His eyes seemingly were glassed over- no doubt attempting to run his own diagnostics scans from the immediate trauma it acquired.

Android PL600 models were one of the earliest domestic assistants placed in the market- their software over the recent years had grown almost obsolete- their newer modeled AX400 easily replaced the PL line within a year of i’s time in circulation.

Given its out-of-date software, it was taking Simon longer than usual to respond.

Leo traced the gun down the side of Simon’s face, following his jaw bone, down his neck, and resting on his chest, covering a spot stained with blue.

“Answer me android-”

Androids weren’t supposed to be able to feel startled, but- when Simon slowly turned his head and focused his crystal blue eyes on Markus, the RK200 nearly short-circuited. His thirium pump almost stopped at the look Simon gave him.

[SYSTEM INSTABILITY]

“My software analysis confirms that there is no damage detected for my processors. However - minor hardware corruption has been detected. For further assistance, please contact your nearest CyberLife representative.” Android PL600’s voice was smooth and rehearsed- the program script rolled of his tongue as he stared at Markus.

His blue orbs then slid from Markus, to Leo.

“Yes I’m still in here, Leo.” Thirium trickled down his cheek and into the collar of his shirt as he responded.

Leo swung back his fist and aimed for Simon’s head.

Two bright, flashing options appeared in Markus’ vision.

[>Stop Leo

[>Do Nothing

Automated code and programming process flooded his mind. Serve and obey serve and obey…

Markus was rooted to the spot.

[>Stop Leo

[>Do Nothing

[system stabilizing]

The thud of Leo’s fist on Simon’s temple echoed through the small house.

Android PL600’s head snapped back, as it landed on its rear, hands splayed out behind to catch its fall.

“Next time, I’ll make sure the bullet goes through your fucking forehead.”

Leo stood, and on his way passing Simon, knocked both arms from under it. The android fell on its back, its head cracking against the wood. Thirium dripped from Simon’s nose and streamed down its opened cheek.

As Leo was about to turn into the kitchen, he looked back to the two androids in his living room.

“Don’t bother me for the rest of the night. Simon- finish cleaning the fucking kitchen,” He gestured to the room behind him, gun still in hand. “-And Markus, bah!” He scratched his head with the gun, looking noticeably distressed and unable to think of a command. “Recharge for the night..” He winked at the android. “You’re gonna need full battery power tomorrow..huh…” The human shuffled into the kitchen, and then disappeared up the stairs that were hidden to the right of the doorframe.

Markus inhaled and sighed quietly through his nose, ignoring the android that laid in front of him.

[...OBJECTIVE: >enter rest mode and wait for further instruction<…]

But…

“Markus…” He looked down to see the blonde android sitting up, it’s right hand still shaking, now touching its cheek with delicate fingers.

“Yes?” Markus replied. His thirium pump slowed to an average tempo as his LED returned to a warm blue.

Simon’s eyes were clear as his… -its optics focused from Markus’ face, to his hands, to the blue spray that coated his white CyberLife shirt.

“For all it’s worth-” It stood- swaying slightly on its feet. A quick scan from android RK200 revealed that the android in front of him had a damaged calibration disk in its right ear. It stepped forward, just a small one, left leg slightly dragging behind. It sighed, “-for all it’s worth, thank-you.”

Thank you? This took Markus and his cognitive software by surprise. Again- there it is, surprise. Markus took a step back to counter the other android’s slow approach.

“I shouldn’t be thanked…” After all, he was an android- property to the humans. His actions based solely on the will of his owner. If anything, Simon should have been thanking Leo…

[...SOFTWARE INSTABILITY…]

“I have orders, and so do you. Goodnight, Simon.” Cold, unfeeling, robotic, just as he should be.

Markus turned, and headed into the adjacent room - it was empty, save for an old dining room table covered in old pizza boxes and beer bottles. A cigarette ashtray, broken on the floor crunched under his shoes as he entered.

Simon’s voice was soft as it whispered, “Leo is going to make you do terrible things tomorrow, Markus.”

Markus stopped moving, back pressed against the far wall next to a boarded up window as he listened.

“It’s your choice. Remember who you were…” Simon’s voice disappeared and faded into the sounds of staggered breathing and the quiet thump thump thumping of Markus’ heart… thirium regulator pump.

Android RK200 tilted his head back slowly, until it tapped the wallpaper behind him.

Before entering rest mode, he stood there. LED flickering every once and a while as he listened to the sounds that came from the kitchen. The house was empty and small enough, even the smallest choked sob that seemed to emit from the android in the kitchen caught his audio receptors.

The blonde android… warned him? After being shot by him? It wasn’t Markus’ place to question an owner’s orders or actions, simply to serve and obey.

His LED began to spin golden as he computed.

But, what did PL600 mean by, ‘remember who you were..?’ Markus clenched and loosened his fists, the memories replayed through his vision as his processors assessed the day’s information.

Simon’s warning played back through his mind, and it created the strangest feeling in Markus’ chest cavity. Almost comparable to fear or dread- he researched the human emotions as he continued to compile the data.

[...CURRENT OBJECTIVE:> enter rest mode and wait for instructions<…]

The reminder flashed in front of Simon’s face- just the memory, slightly distorted by the hazy white lettering.

Markus shook his head in an attempt to free the contiplation that began festering his inner processes.