#red eclipse ball event

[3rd-shrike]

another theory of who the @askoverkill director is: siffrin. obviously!

but, well. specifically ISAT siffrin.

i've been giddy since loop's reveal, because it means that this theory i've been holding onto since i read through the entire blog a few days ago holds more water!! i mean, there's a lot of evidence to touch on!!! (so please expect this to be lengthy and FULL of images... sorry!!)

references on a character design level to specifically events related to ISAT's siffrin, loop's attitude towards the siffrins (including themself), and a buncha other things like choices in worldbuilding that might be me nitpicking but still lend the idea a bit more credence... this au makes me insane i think.

i'll be discussing it down here:

✦ "regarding the director's character design..."

let's start with the most direct and blatantly obvious reference to ISAT sif!

the star on their chest.

unlike loop's current star (which has remained mostly consistent with their star in ISAT), this one is lopsided & more reminiscent of a crack, with the edges spreading outwards in lines. and gee, i wonder where we've seen that star before...

the star that happens when siffrin & the king attempt to say their country's name. i should also point out that these kind of cracks are similar to the ones seen in the sky once you get past the king in act 5, which are a result of siffrin's just-about-giving-up of his wish.

not only that but the spiraling eyes! the 2-lined white star!

i also wonder who that could be referencing...

(please disregard the empty box, that's where the battle sprite is)

while you could argue that the spiral can be taken from loop's image when you lose the act 6 battle, i'd say that mal du pays' spiral eyes have more significance, since we often see loop with mostly normal eyes, while the only close-up of mal du pays eyes we see is a spiraling one, and they are literally a representation of siffrin's fears and self-hatred.

the star, too, is drawn differently to the way loop's star is! loop's eyes, both in ISAT & in overkill, are drawn with a more average, rounded star. siffrin and the director's star pupils, in comparison, are drawn very simply with just two intersecting lines. no rounding, no sharpening of the points, just a cross.

and a bit more conceptually, in contrast to loops' star head, the director's head is described as a black ball, and when combined with the black & white mask + the shining light... it almost feels like an eclipse, or a black hole (though this one's a bit of a reach).

✦ "regarding loop (and the siffrins, a little)..."

a bit more abstract & loosely connected to the theory, but loop exists!!! seeing as their star has barely changed from its usual upright four-pointed glory (other than it becoming rougher/frizzier & looking more like a blood splatter at sometimes), i'm inclined to believe that this is still loop-as-in-saap-siffrin.

(as mentioned previously,) they also have the rounded red star in their eyes that they get in the second phase of their act 6 boss battle (and in their special attack frame), and the double spike + closed eye seems to be taken from that too.

and if we take into account their heavy experience with guiding the siffrins (and genuine shock at there being a kid), their mentions of a 'usual' script for them to follow, absolute resignation and exhaustion with having to lead these siffrins to their deaths over and over and over again... it really feels like loop's been there from the start. you'd be preeety hard-pressed to make a copy of loop specifically, so that leaves either ISAT sif or another siffrin we've not known yet, and i'm more inclined to believe the former's more likely, given the (probably mocking) reference to loop's "royal we".

✦ "regarding other things referencing ISAT events..."

there are a few things to mention! first of all: the sky breaking. the world ending.

this all reminds me very heavily of act 5's... everything, really. the sky breaking into the signature red, the mentions by the party & loop of sif's wish ending/breaking the world. it all feels waaay too relevant to ignore, and that word choice definitely feels on point.

and then there are the curses! the theatre & blood curses. turns you into a puppet, and makes you rot while alive. very thematic. very reminiscent of a certain someone's spiraling thoughts.

and more recently, the explanation for the outer & inner loops!! this one fucking blows my mind away, bc jegus christ that's so cool??? but it also makes sense if you consider a LOT of ISAT siffrin's thoughts about the time loop in act 4 & 5:

the director's not only got siffrin dying over and over, but they've got the entire play repeating again and again. it makes sense, especially if ISAT sif felt like that was basically the highlight of their lives (in true king fashion), not to mention the reason all of them ever met. and if mira is considered the director's "favourite actor", then it's only natural that the outer loops (likely triggered by zem) would start from the beginning of the crisis, from mirabelle's dormont, when the play truly started.

finally, there's also the little bits of words we can see in the director's reference sheet! (courtesy of @shadowedfaith048)

likely hinting towards this being post-ISAT in some way! and bearing in mind the "a bad wish" at the bottom, it can be assumed that a lot of this might be the unfortunate result of wishing (and maybe wishes being broken, who knows!)

✦ "in conclusion..."

i believe that, in some way, the director is ISAT siffrin after something went awry with their (or even just a) wish. maybe it isn't even just ISAT sif! ze could be two or more sifs stuffed in a trench coat! and maybe the worst possible ending happened during the act 5 battle w/ bigfrin, and the ensuing world-ending & destruction from giving up their wish was amplified by a hundred. maybe this happened after act 6, some time after sif did get his happy ending. i do believe that at the very least, this had to have happened after ISAT's act 4. too much red in there for me to believe otherwise.

i might reblog & update the evidence list as the story progresses, so please don't take this as final!!! new evidence could come out that might result in inconsistencies for this theory, lore drops could further push it to be true, (again) who the hell knows!!

and for myself? i'm just having the time of my life connecting possible dots and going insane over this au lmao

[newsatsix1986]

Anna Torv and Sam Reid as Helen Norville and Dale Jennings in S01E02 of The Newsreader - Once In A Lifetime. Looking rather cosy, you two! 😉💖👸🏻🤴🏼

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Didn’t Helen have a ball figuring out what she was going to wear to Geoff Walters’ sixtieth birthday bash!

On that final Thursday evening in January 1986, Helen had frocks and all sorts of fine attire tossed around her home like confetti. When Dale Jennings stepped into her house, he must have thought that a cyclone had hit it! But when a lady is choosing what she shall wear to a very important event, mess is the product of making magic happen. You just have to trust the process!

You can tell she was having a great night, with her jazz music playing on her turntable, trying on various garments. She first had on a psychedelic low cut halter neck gown in bright shades of red and orange, which simply looked smashing on her! But she wanted her outfit to be perfect. It had to make a statement. You see, Geoff’s wife Evelyn apparently hates Helen, and so Helen didn’t want to stuff up the dress code, as she knew she would never hear the end of it. But in the same vein, there was a part of cheeky Ms Helen that was very excited about the thought of Evelyn fixating on it; of having that woman scrutinise her and eye her off. There was nothing to it, she must go bolder!

Even Dale couldn’t stop his trailing eyes and his breathy compliments as Helen strutted out in that form-fitting red jumpsuit. “What do you think? It’s confident, right?” Helen drawled. “I like it!” Dale laughed nervously. Oh yes, that would certainly have Mrs Walters seeing red for sure, and she would not be the only one to have her heart sent aflutter! Now, did Dale have a suit?

He might not have said yes to this straight away, but yes, it turned out he did, and he scrubbed up rather nicely too. After what the two of them went through that Friday night together, Helen was more than keen to step into her power on Saturday’s party day, and to have all eyes on her. What she selected was the most glittery tight gown anyone had ever seen, and it was bound to have everyone talking about her, and about her plus one too. It would just be in ways neither of them could have anticipated, and they would shine brighter stars than the stars above. The kiss that eclipsed the Comet was on the horizon 🌟

[bardic-tales]

This is a list of every AU that is featured on Written Musings. Please note that these are AUs are not part of Fantasy Worlds Collide but have been inspired by it.

AU: Biker

AU: Omegaverse

AU: Redemption

AU: Rockstar

AU: Royal

AU: Vampire

AU: Biker

AU Type: au: biker | au: canon divergent | modern biker outlaw

Steel & Shadows reimagines the world of Final Fantasy VII as a gritty, modern urban environment ruled by outlaw biker gangs instead of an industrial dystopia. The supernatural and fantasy elements are stripped away, placing the characters in a world of underground racing, illicit dealings, and city-wide corruption. Sephiroth is the enigmatic and ruthless leader of Silver Eclipse, a feared biker gang that dominates the streets. Bianca, a romance novelist fascinated by the dark allure of dangerous men, finds herself entangled in his world while researching her next book. Their relationship is a volatile mix of obsession, power, and undeniable attraction, set against the backdrop of a city that thrives on chaos and control.

AU: Omegaverse

AU Type: au: omegaverse | au: canon divergent | soulmate | Supernatural

In "Bound in Shadows," the bond between Bianca and Sephiroth transcends traditional Alpha-Omega dynamics. It is rooted in a profound soul-bond that connects their minds, bodies, and souls. This is set against the backdrop of Gaia (FF 7's world) where Alphas, Betas, and Omegas navigate complex social hierarchies. This AU reimages the characters' relationships, as it focuses on the intense emotional and spiritual connection between Bianca and Sephiroth.

AU: Redemption

AU Type: Canon-divergent AU, Fantasy, Dark

The Redemption AU diverges from the original Final Fantasy VII storyline with significant changes centered around Sephiroth. It introduces the original character: Bianca Moore. In this universe, Bianca and Sephiroth meet as children, ages 8 and 10, respectively, and endure years of experimentation under Hojo at Shinra Manor. Bianca uses her demonic powers to block out Jenova's influence on Sephiroth, preventing the Nibelheim Incident and altering the course of events. Together, they find redemption by aiding AVALANCHE and working against Shinra while trying to balance their dark pasts and Sephiroth’s fragile grip on sanity.

AU: Rockstar

AU Type: modern music | romance

Set in a modern world where music is a universal language that binds souls together, Strings of Destiny follows the lives of Sephiroth, Angeal, and Genesis, who form a globally renowned pop-rock band called LOVELESS. Bianca, a smoky-voiced lounge singer with a mysterious allure, performs in intimate jazz bars, unaware that her soulmate—Sephiroth—is a rising musical icon. The story explores their journey of discovery, destiny, and the red string of fate that connects them despite their vastly different worlds. Themes of love, music as a healing force, and the inevitability of destiny are woven throughout.

AU: Royal

AU Type: historical romance | fantasy | political intrigue | canon divergent

The Royal AU is set against the vibrant, treacherous backdrop of an Italian Renaissance-inspired kingdom, noblewoman Bianca and her loyal knight protector, Sephiroth, navigate the intricate dance of forbidden love and duty. The world of opulent courts, gilded halls, and masked balls masks an undercurrent of dangerous political intrigue where family honor, loyalty, and secrets dictate every move. Sephiroth and Bianca are bound by duty yet yearning for freedom. They must keep their love hidden to avoid social ruin and fend off plots that could destroy them both.

AU: Vampire

AU Type: gothic fantasy | au: canon divergent

In this Gothic reimagining of Final Fantasy 7, humanity exists in a dark, supernatural world where vampires and other night-dwellers roam, hunted by elite SOLDIER vampire hunters under Shinra’s command. Sephiroth, a distinguished and cold hunter, faces an unexpected bond with Bianca, a vampire created through dark experiments involving his own DNA. Bound by a red string of fate, they are both drawn to and repelled by each other, with their connection complicated by a son born through these experiments. As Hojo manipulates events from the shadows, Sephiroth's loyalty to his duty, his human wife, and his hidden connection to Bianca clash.

[beacansidhe]

An AU where homesteader and bird enthusiast Diluc finally indulges in his lifelong dream of raising peafowl, starting with a beautiful peacock he drove halfway across Teyvat to pick up. He dotes upon the gorgeous bird for three days, until he goes to check up on a suspicious sound on the third night and discovers not his new, beloved pet, but a slender, naked, breathtakingly beautiful man lounging in his enclosure instead.

“Oh, hello.” The man, who had been stretched out across the bench in the enclosure, displaying every curve and angle of his sculpted body like an artist’s muse, sits up and stretches. “I didn’t expect to see you here so late. I don’t suppose you have something more substantial to eat, do you? I don’t like this kind of thing.” He gestures to the birdfeed in the dish across the enclosure, hardly pecked at. “Also, it’s very cold in Mondstadt. I’m used to much warmer temperatures. Your attempt at heating the enclosure is a good start, but look at my skin. I’m freezing!”

Diluc’s breath comes out in a gust. “Clothes?”

“Hm? Oh, well, I suppose.”

“You need to put on clothes.”

“I’m afraid those would be within your purview, dear owner.”

“You need to put on clothes and get the fuck off my property before I call the Knights.”

The man looks stunned. His surprise morphs into fear as Diluc stalks into the enclosure, fists balled at his side, rage eclipsing his red, red eyes.  

“Where is my bird? What the fuck did you do to him, you creep?”

“I feel there has been some sort of misunderstanding here—”

“I haven’t misunderstood a damn thing. Get out before I make you get out, and tell me where you put the bird. I am more than capable of making your life hell.”

The strange, beautiful man backs himself into a wall as Diluc approaches with speed, and shoves out his hand, signaling him to stop.

“Wait!” He pushes back his stunning blue hair, iridescent in the bright lamplight much like a peacock’s plumage, and gestures to his right eye—which is scarred conspicuously just like his beloved bird’s.  

Diluc stops in his tracks, all the ire he had been carrying in his body draining out of him instantly.

“Yes, do you see? I am the bird.”

When Diluc makes no further attempts to charge at him, the man relaxes somewhat, next gesturing to his right ankle, which is red and indented in the same general shape as the broken leg tag he picks up out of the bedding. Diluc had put that tag on him this morning.

“Name,” he says curtly.

“Pardon?”

“What is the name of my peacock?”

The man sighs dramatically, as if displeased. “Dawn.”

He should continue interrogating this man making such an outrageous claim, but he is distracted by a much more pressing thought. “Is there something wrong with the name?”

The man—Dawn?—shrugged, looking blasé. “I think it’s a good name in theory, but for a peacock? I think you could have done a bit better, don’t you?”

“What’s wrong with ‘Dawn’?” Diluc sounds petulant even to his own ears.

“Have you ever seen a sunrise with these colours?” ‘Dawn’ gestures to his body—still distractingly nude—and picks up a loose feather from the ground, twirling it between his fingers. “I certainly haven’t.”

“Well, if it’s such a bad name, what would you have chosen?”

“Kaeya,” the man says, without even thinking about it, and graces Diluc with a charming smile so arresting it makes his heart skip a beat. “At least, that’s what my parents named me.”

Diluc trudges over to the bench, utterly dazed, and collapses onto the seat with his head in his hands, trying to process this absurd turn of events.

“You’ve heard of werewolves, I’m sure?”

Diluc covers his mouth, staring into the middle distance. “Yeah. Sure.”

“Well, wolves are not the only animal capable of changing form as the moon wills it. I come from a long, proud lineage of peafowl who take a human form once the sun falls. Or perhaps it was the other way around. It’s a curse, you see, from many moons ago…”

Diluc lets Dawn—Kaeya—prattle on, tuning him out as he considers the situation. How could he even consider believing this? He considers himself quite the rational person, but perhaps it’s that very rationality making him accept this as fact. The evidence—the scar, the leg, a name that no one but himself and his bird could know—is compelling, and why would someone trespass on his property, steal his bird, then hunker down, nude, in its enclosure? Surely no one was that mad.

“…But I got a little bit rambunctious, you see, and found myself caught up with that strange little rancher you purchased me from. I suppose it could have been worse, though. You drove from so far away, just for me! I was flattered.”

Diluc takes another glance at this man and looks away when he sees him sitting very improperly in the corner, knees up and legs spread. He’s never seen—he’s never been in this close proximity with a naked man before. A man whom he is very attracted to. His thoughts wander, his eyes unfocused.

“Were you planning on breeding me, by the way?”

Diluc nearly faints, and his freckled cheeks flare crimson. “Pardon me?!”

Kaeya stares at him like he knows something about Diluc that Diluc does not know.

“Were you planning on purchasing hens for me to breed with? Because I have to say, that might be a bit difficult for me. Not quite to my tastes, you see.”

Diluc opens his mouth, searches for words, finds none. Closes it again.

“Though, if your heart is set upon breeding me…” Kaeya rises to his feet, and prowls over to Diluc, more akin to a limber cat than a bird. He slides next to him on the bench, and Diluc lets him nuzzle into the crook of his neck, where he places his soft, human lips at the shell of his ear, and whispers in the husk of a vixen, “There is another option you could choose that I think might suit us both perfectly.”

And that is how Diluc acquired a housemate, a muse, a lover—and still does not own any peafowl.   

[lovelyprincessn64]

Valentine's day request event

💖 Love Is in the air when the month of February comes around the day of love shows itself of the light of day once a year this year I'm giving it to everyone special for everyone to enjoy with a special mix of lovely art mixed with kindness and love and care for all to enjoy. 💌

1. Japan's white day / Japan Valentines options

2. Crazy for chocolate

4. Yandere Madness

5. Movie Nights

6. Looking for Passions

7. Single Awareness Day

8. February birthdays

9. Picnic with Zombie Boyfriend

10. Any type of Valentine theme / prompt request of your choice

11. Care for some cherries

12. National Cherry Pie day

13. Too drunk of love

14. Crafting chocolates

15. Jar of Hearts

16. I'm in love with you

17. They don't love you like I do

18. The gift that keeps on giving

19. Just friends

20. Love for peaches

21. Smell of perfume

23. Message of a poem

24. Bloody Valentine

25. Don't open the gift

26. Spoiling you rotten

27. Can't resist

28. Why can't you love me

29. Fishing for a Golden Heart

30. Bittersweet memories

31. Rainbow bouquets

32. Lovecore

33. Death at Valentine's

34. Searching for Mr Right

35. Vampire's kiss

36. Goddess of love

37. You could be my Dairy Queen

38. Just for one night

39. Sick of love potions

40. Drowning in love

41. Mine forever

42. Loving treat for a sweetheart

43. Cutest Bakery

44. Into your heart

45. Total eclipse of your heart

47. Love you like a love song

48. Beauty and the Beast

49. No bitches for me

50. Too much poison to swallow

51. Kiss at the blossoms

52. High School sweethearts

53. Pick a date

54. Don't give up on me

55. Valentine cards

56. Black bride of obsession

57. Strongest desires

58. i wish every day was valentines day

59. Your dancer not a lover

60. Raining roses

61. Trail of rose petals

62. Love sick

63. After midnight

64. Smoke and mirrors

65. Hide away

66. Red string of fates

67. Runaway darling

68. Can't resist your charm

69. Young love

70. Satire options / jokes

71. Sweet as sugar

72. Tangled ribbons

73. Roses are red violets are blue

74. Sweetly cravings

75. Trap Of Love

76. Deadly obsessions

77. Love in the air

78. You're forever my princess

79. Under the rose

80. Love songs

81. I just can't get enough

82. Loveless times

83. Tunnel of Love

84. Sexy Pizzeria service

85. National Pizza day

86. Me and My Broken Heart

87. Could you love a monster man

88. Cannot escape your fate

89. Bite me without hesitation

90. Love Bites

91. Life is a yummy s'more

92. Death until do us apart

93. Dance with me

94. Collecting teddies

95. We are never getting back together

96. Red as dead

97. Strawberries

98. Flag Day

99. Swimming in wine

100. Pocky game

101. Choose your flavors

102. Yandere for you

103. Taste like candy

104. Will you be my valentine

105. You're not going anywhere

106. Got hit by Cupid

107. Sharing Gifts

108. Kiss and tell

109. Cupids

110. Aerith's birthday

120. Valentine's with hololive

130. Your going to be the death of me

140. Love to hate

150. Chocolate fondue day

151. Red velvet

152. Grilled cheese if you please

153. Dream girl / Dream boy

154. Notice me senpai

155. Pinkcore

156. Fairy Tail dreams

157. Love is a battlefield

158. One in a Million

159. Love to Death

160. Wedding season

161. You may kiss the bride

162. Big fat alien wedding

163. Love letters

164. Box of chocolates

165. Veiled Valentine

166. Don't be shy

167. She ain't bright like a diamond

168. Shine bright tonight

169. Sassy diva

170. Lovestruck

171. Sharing spaghetti

172. Cheesy suff

173. Choose a Sanrio boy

174. My final fantasy

175. Are you an angel

176. Hit Me Baby One More Time

177. Room of roses

178. Fun at carnival

179. Masquerade ball

180. AUs

181. Needing stitches

182. Always be with you

183. Be my pepperoni

184. Chocolate flavors

185. Milkshake with you

186. I'm in love with a monster

187. Love doctor

188. Sexy nurses / handsome doctors

189. Love is bloom

190. A beautiful bride and a handsome groom

191. Seducive Sundays

192. Welcome to the candy store

193. Marshmallows

194. Cookies for my love

195. Mix and stir

196. Romeo and Juliet

197. Midnight Romeo

198. Feeling so I never felt before

199. Couples connection

200. Mad love

201. Bombing cherries

203. Care to join me

204. Lovephobia

205. We are in love

206. Take a bite out of my heart tonight

207. Mama I'm in Love with a Criminal

208. 2D will never betray you

209. Love me cheerilee

210. Chaquetrix

211. Why don't you love me

212. Power of Love

213. Valentine's specials

214. Love for Gothic

215. Cute as pie

216. I found a real man

217. I'm not your boyfriend

218. I hate your boyfriend

219. Covered in chocolate

220. Hearts

221. Blood stains

222. In the Name of Love

223. Give me all your love

224. A beast that crave sweets

225. Honey bee inn

226. Hashira of love

227. Addiction

228. Knight in shining armor

229. True love's kiss

230. Romantic dinner

231. Flavors of Valentine

232. I wish you were real

233. Turn your tears into roses

234. Gold diggers

235. Queen of hearts

236. Lady's Man

237. Secret admirer

238. Sing for me

239. Horror Valentines

240. Love vs hate

241. You're all I’ve ever wanted

242. He ate my heart and then he ate my brain

243. That boy is a monster

244. He's chasing me nightly

245. The day I dreamed since I was small

246. Boys want to taste of my strawberry shortcake

247. Best lover to ask for

248. Love never dies

249. Victim of Your Love

250. Hanahaki

251. Bad Romance

252. Your love is sympathetic

253. Valentine theme OCS

254. How right you are my dear

255. We Found Love in a whole new place

256. No love

257. Ice cream fantasy

258. For all eternity

259. Love game

260. Pulling on my Heartstrings

261. Tell me something beautiful

262. Pizza cravings

263. Sometimes you get crushed

264. Sweet passion

265. Love is Blind

266. I'm Blue

267. Super psycho love

268. California Love

269. Heartbass

270. Love doses

271. Into your heart

272. Misery loves company

273. Listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye

274. Don't die on me

275. Infect me with your loving and poison

276. Love of my life

277. Cherry Me Jam

278. Cheese day

279. Hey Juliet

280. Here comes the ladies

281. Hello Nurse

282. Sent in a angle

283. Magnet

284. If I can't have you then nobody can

285. Diabolical lovers

286. Precious chibi

287. Fancy restaurant

288. Got to get ready for my date

289. Love lockdown

290. Heartbreak hotel

291. Yandere says

292. My nocturnal serenade

293. Darling look into my eyes

294. Cheri cheri lady

295. Alejandro

296. Twisted love

297. Falling in black

298. I am Ace

299. Platonic options

300. Valentine parties

301. Forever single

302. Right in my arms

303. Good little girl always picking a fight with me

304. Soulmates

305. Peanut butter with some jelly

306. Valentine Aesthetics

307. Yanderecore

308. Where's my angel?

309. Baby it's all in your head

310. Heartcore

312. Make it ruby

312. Tough love

313. Lost beloved

314. Yandere alphabet

315. Paopu fruits

316. Butterscotch

317. Let take care of you

318. Hope you room for dessert

319. I'm in love with fairy tales

320. My first kiss

321. Dreaming about

322. Forget about him/her

323. Dear Future wife / husband

324. Fan service Showtime

325. Jill sandwiches

326. Bombing cherries

327. Virtual companions

328. Love rally

329. Crazy bitch

330. Romance animes

331. Can't help but fall in love

332. Giri Choco

333. Honmei Choco

334. Tomo Choco

344. My loneliness is killing me

345. I must confess

346. Luvdisc

347. LA Boys

348. Vegas girls

349. Covered in lipstick

350. Match made in heaven

351. Is she or he the one

352. Two of a kind

353. My crush was a monster boy

354. Love is war

355. Good night sweetheart

356. Breakfast in bed

357. The tragedy of chateau cepage

358. Together breakfast

359. Beauty with a beat

360. Mind the thorns

361. You can't leave

362. Fading away

363. Love trial

364. True love restraint

365. Very sweet of you

366. French kiss

367. Languages of love

368. Two-faced lover

369. Aishite aishite aishite

370. How do you love someone

371. Twilight homicide

372. Love love nightmare

373. Out of love

374. Honeymoon phases

375. Cendrillon

376. Fuzzy feelings

377. Drink from me and live forever

378. Under your spell

379. Dude is a vampire

380. Chocolina

381. Cakes Paradise

382. Love triangles

383. We should be lovers instead

384. Come with me

385. Reunited at last

386. Because of the night

387. Bad boy / bad girl

388. It must be faith

389. We have eternity

390. Show me how to love

391. Can't escape

392. Joy of sprinkles

393. Chocolatecore

394. Stay With Me

395. Stockholm Syndrome

396. Choose me plz

397. Almond mixed

398. Sugar rushing

399. Getting saucy in here

400. Cuteness overload

401. Mystery surprise (this one is a random game of chance meaning if you choose the mystery surprise meaning you don't know what you're going to get or what prompt).

402. Test of royalty

403. The nightmare begins

404. Honey buns

405. Vincent Valentine day

406. Heartbreaker machine

407. Don't wanna fall in love

408. Ignis's birthday

409. Dream and Seduce

410. Va va voom

411. Sugar on the cream

412. Miss Heed

413. Yandere store

414. Forbidden Love

415. Undying vows

416. Share a drink

417. Why Is There A Corpse?

418. Fake love

419. Crashing weddings

420. Peach Rose

421. Heart melting

422. Join me in death

423. Should have put a ring on it

424. Single Ladies

425. Caught in my web

426. Tell me something beautiful

427. Chocolateious

428. Tragic ends

429. Baby I can't take it anymore

430. Draculaura's birthday

431. Sticky cheese

432. Cid Highwind's birthday

433. DJ's got us Falling in Love

434. Tasty Exotics

435. Valentinus

436. Valens

437. Jealous intentions

438. If you love me you’ll let me make your beauty eternal.

439. Why should anyone else get to look at you? You’re above them.

440. I spent so much time making sure everything was perfect… you’re not allowed to ruin it.

441. Polyamorous ships

442. Can we just pretend airplane as shooting stars

443. Crossover ships

444. Loving in parodies

445. Zing

446. Yandere prompts

447. Stero hearts

448. Ghost love score

449. Love lessons

450. Sweet but psycho

451. Call me maybe

452. Vegeta's serenade

453. Types of dere

454. Always shy

455. Is there any way to fix a broken heart

456. Kindness won't betray me

457. Duke Devlin's birthday

458. Welcome to demon iruma kun x Sanrio characters

459. I just want to take care of you! Why won’t you let me take care of you?

460. Be good for me

461. A present? For me? I wonder what it could be.

462. If you love me, you’ll let me go.

463. Can't live without you.

464. Moonlight

465. Romance kingdom sugar sweet destiny

466. Redraws of Valentine's

467. Classic vintage

468. Lost love

469. Cherry dropping

470. Eye candy

470. Wife Whenever

471. Genie In a Bottle

472. Pizza tower

473. Biker babes

474. Swiss flavored

475. Video game lover

476. Pizza toppings

477. Like a vampire

478. Say Ahhhhh

479. Canadian bacon

480. Starlit sky

481. When I'm not with you my stars fall down

482. A couple at waterfall

483. Candlelit dinner

484. I just got dumped. on valentine's day

485. Slow Dancing

486. Dolled up

487. Watch the sunset together 

488. Bubblegum

489. American cherry pie frappuccino

490. Pin-ups

491. Sakura season

492. Japan starbucks rouge opera

493. Sugar & Spice

494. Heal Me Sugar

495. Cherry hunter

496. Sugar daddy

497. Let's play a love game

498. Funky skunk

499. You Don't Own Me

500. Love live school idol project

501. Rosebass

502. Valentine girls

503. SonAmy Bouquet

504. Rest well princess

506. What a stubborn, reckless girl…

507. Goodnight Doll

508. Soon doll, you will be mine

509. Minecraft Valentine's Gifts

510. Aphrodite

511. Pusheen's valentine

512. Romantic killer or the anime

513. Charlie Brown Valentine's special

514. My dear, do you remember?

515. Vinegar Valentines

516. Chinese Valentine's Day

517. Life is like a box of chocolates

518. Pyun pyun heart throbbing endless love bakery

519. Love Under the Sun

520. A pretty face doesn't mean a good heart

521. Hey there Sunshine

522. Only the best for my sunshine

523. Come back to me my conjux

524. You are meant to be my sparkmate

525. My future conjux 

526. Chibi Duke Devlin

527. Nurse Valentine

528. Love market

529. Can't love you if you are no longer breathing

530. Tries so hard to gain your affection

531. Yandere prompts of your choice

532. Your bleeding heart got the better of you

533. It’ll help with the taste and help you feel better

534. Sort of mixed emotions that come with favors

535. Only best for my fair maiden

536. Escaping was pointless and you know that dear

537. Looking for conjunx

538. Drifted too far into a sugary world

539. Because I want to show off my cute shy girl 

540. I care for you with all my spark

541. You'll be my conjunx

542. Oh I wasn’t asking sweetspark

543. Bouquets of white roses splattered with crimons drops on the petals

544. Long lost sparkmates

545. The passion that I bring is something you cannot replace

546. Conjunx prompts

547. And where are you off to Butterfly?

548. Draga mea luna vieții mele

549. I wouldn't call them sparkmates

550. Elmo's Birthday

551. National frozen yogurt day

552. Bubble gum day

553. Bubble gum bitch

554. Princess Bubblegum

555. Pinocchio day

556. Pancake day

557. Bubblegum coquette

558. Choco girl

559. Choco boy

560. Eager to show off my new future conjunx

561. Date under the moonlight

562. Wedding witch

563. Bowser's birthday

564. Weddingtines

565. Hakos Baelz’s Birthday

566. My soulmate from another world

567. Moona Hoshinova’s birthday

568. Mococo Abyssgard’s birthday

569. Fuwawa Abyssgard’s birthday

570. Chocoholic

571. My beautiful little femme

572. Annoy Squidward Day

573. My Conjunx Endura! I finally found you

574. Pochacco's Birthday

575. Valentoons

576. Robot Chicken 20th anniversary

577. Sorry, my new boyfriend is an Aston Martin

578. Star Sapphire Corps (info: https://dcuniverseonline.fandom.com/wiki/Star_Sapphire_Corps)

579. Like what one would do with a conjunx

580. Evil Is sexy

581. All girls want bad boys

582. Jerk with a heart of gold

583. All guys want cheerleaders

584. Best conjux endura forever

585. Roses by moonlight

586. Tends to use charms to lure in victims

587. So I'm doing you a huge favor by making you my conjunx endura

588. Don't be afraid my beloved

589. Wanted to make you my conjunx

590. Having to be Tarn's victim or his obsession

591. The one who spoils you rotten

592. I’m sorry if I scared you sweetsaprk

593. Vengeance and Valentines

594. Laying on your luxurious bed waiting for your captor to return

595. Knockout can check your heart for you, if you want~

596. I'm not your conjunx

597. The Legend of Zelda's 39th anniversary

598. Zelda x Link prompts

599. As an old fashioned mech with a romantic spark

600. Oh come on, they’re quite charming

601. A human ends up with a conjunx

602. Hello there, doll

603. Sparks in love

604. We are all clowns on Valentine's day

605. How may I romance you?

606. Notably handsome

607. Dark romance

608. By the end of the night, your heart will be mine

609. Are you scared, sweetheart?

610. As old as teenage love

611. Bi male character x Bi female character

612. The death of my Conjunx

613. Do you like plushies?

614. Love doctor au

615. Izuocha week

616. Venomous love

617. Finding a boyfriend / girlfriend will be a piece of cake

618. Try not to worry your pretty little head okay?

619. There’s my sweetspark

620. Both are extremely possesive with you

621. So friendly and charming

622. A sweetheart to you

623. You are their little darling

624. Which makes my spark soar

625. I would've never probably found out that she / her was my sparkmate

626. Torn between Optimus and Megatron

627. To show her that I am a better choice than the Prime

628. You will have eternal happiness by my side

629. Oh dear human, why do you feel the need to run?

630. You thought you were living a peaceful life with your sparkmate

631. BatCat

632. Funnygummy

633. He / she invited him / her to eat with them

634. Cheesin beyond the veil

635. Match made in oven

636. Wedding cake cookie

637. Nothing makes me happier than seeing brides smile

638. Cake bride

639. Black Forest cookie

640. The feeling of love reborn in him

641. Not knowing of Deadlock’s obsessive desires

642. Tell me sweetspark

643. Autobot / Decepticon boyfriend

644. Won’t you face me sweet spark

645. Oc x Canon

646. Don't call me darling

647. CherriSnake

648. SoKai

649. SoNami

650. RikuNami

651. RokuShi

652. RokuNami

653. That's my conjunx! Damn high quality knockoffs!

654. New obsession acquired

655. Heart confession

656. Oh my Soundwave

657. Slowly blooms into an obsession

658. Bleeding love is not a romantic

659. Like a lightning bolt to the heart

660. Day of love and friendship

661. Black day (info: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Day_(South_Korea)

662. Jajangmyeon 

663. 2D girls/boys are better than real world women/men

664. Always the bridesmaid never the bride

665. Just give in, sweetspark

666. My heart doesn't want you

667. You'll feel so much better once you accept what you truly want

668. Get your pancakes

669. 15 years of Kick Buttowski

670. Evil lattes

671. Love you a latte

672. National latte day

673. The star crossed lovers trope

674. Burgershipping (this is a Dan vs ship between Dan and Hortence)

675. Spiderman marriage

676. Knockcee

677. Hey there, my little treasure

678. Darling, who says I do not love you

679. Bound together in love and commitment

680. You are the light in my life, the brightest part of my spark

681. As in hand a rose to show a red aston martin car parked on the street

682. Knockout has my heart

683. Bakerstasia (info: https://shipping.fandom.com/wiki/Bakerstasia)

684. Sylveon Day

685. Isabelle x Doomguy

686. Trust me, buttercup, you haven’t even seen jealousy

687. But believes you two are fated for each other, Primus-ordained sparkmates if you will

688. Cupidity

689. HeartSoulShipping

690. Shadouge

691. Hello Kitty's boyfriend

692. Ena Day

693. ENA dream bbq

694. Cybertronian X human (Special Rule: it has to be a fictional ship, not a self insert human character however if your sona character is cybertronian or similar to robotic species it will be excused and allowed)

695. Even as my hands are stained in blood I will hold you with all my love

696. Favourite divas

697. So you want to bargain for my love?

698. Will drink all of that attention up

699. It’s only a matter of time darling

700. Galentines Day

701. Shroommates

702. Mocha's birthday

703. Shiny Sylveon

704. Knucklescore

705. Knuckles's birthday

706. Bubblegum goth

707. Salire sweetheart

708. Fast food dinner date

709. Knew exactly how to use it to tug on your heartstrings

710. Beauty is not a crime

712. Chocolate dreams

713. Silent Hill 26th anniversary

714. 26 years of Silent Hill

715. He is a handsome mech

716. Night in the Woods 8th Anniversary

717. 8 years of Night in the Woods

718. Doesn’t care to share you with others

719. Veiled tears

720. Pan male x pan female

721. Fatal frame 23th anniversary

722. 23 years of Fatal frame

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This is a list of every AU that has Bianca Moore within it.

AU: Biker

AU: Omegaverse

AU: Redemption

AU: Rockstar

AU: Royal

AU: Vampire

AU: Biker

AU Type: au: biker | au: canon divergent | modern biker outlaw

Steel & Shadows reimagines the world of Final Fantasy VII as a gritty, modern urban environment ruled by outlaw biker gangs instead of an industrial dystopia. The supernatural and fantasy elements are stripped away, placing the characters in a world of underground racing, illicit dealings, and city-wide corruption. Sephiroth is the enigmatic and ruthless leader of Silver Eclipse, a feared biker gang that dominates the streets. Bianca, a romance novelist fascinated by the dark allure of dangerous men, finds herself entangled in his world while researching her next book. Their relationship is a volatile mix of obsession, power, and undeniable attraction, set against the backdrop of a city that thrives on chaos and control.

AU: Omegaverse

AU Type: au: omegaverse | au: canon divergent | soulmate | Supernatural

In "Bound in Shadows," the bond between Bianca and Sephiroth transcends traditional Alpha-Omega dynamics. It is rooted in a profound soul-bond that connects their minds, bodies, and souls. This is set against the backdrop of Gaia (FF 7's world) where Alphas, Betas, and Omegas navigate complex social hierarchies. This AU reimages the characters' relationships, as it focuses on the intense emotional and spiritual connection between Bianca and Sephiroth.

AU: Redemption

AU Type: Canon-divergent AU, Fantasy, Dark

The Redemption AU diverges from the original Final Fantasy VII storyline with significant changes centered around Sephiroth and Bianca. In this universe, Bianca and Sephiroth meet as children, ages 8 and 10, respectively, and endure years of experimentation under Hojo at Shinra Manor. Bianca uses her demonic powers to block out Jenova's influence on Sephiroth, preventing the Nibelheim Incident and altering the course of events. Together, they find redemption by aiding AVALANCHE and working against Shinra while trying to balance their dark pasts and Sephiroth’s fragile grip on sanity.

AU: Rockstar

AU Type: modern music | romance

Set in a modern world where music is a universal language that binds souls together, Strings of Destiny follows the lives of Sephiroth, Angeal, and Genesis, who form a globally renowned pop-rock band called LOVELESS. Bianca, a smoky-voiced lounge singer with a mysterious allure, performs in intimate jazz bars, unaware that her soulmate—Sephiroth—is a rising musical icon. The story explores their journey of discovery, destiny, and the red string of fate that connects them despite their vastly different worlds. Themes of love, music as a healing force, and the inevitability of destiny are woven throughout.

AU: Royal

AU Type: historical romance | fantasy | political intrigue | canon divergent

The Royal AU is set against the vibrant, treacherous backdrop of an Italian Renaissance-inspired kingdom, noblewoman Bianca and her loyal knight protector, Sephiroth, navigate the intricate dance of forbidden love and duty. The world of opulent courts, gilded halls, and masked balls masks an undercurrent of dangerous political intrigue where family honor, loyalty, and secrets dictate every move. Sephiroth and Bianca are bound by duty yet yearn for freedom. They must keep their love hidden to avoid social ruin and fend off plots that could destroy them both.

AU: Vampire

AU Type: gothic fantasy | au: canon divergent

In this Gothic reimagining of Final Fantasy 7, humanity exists in a dark, supernatural world where vampires and other night-dwellers roam, hunted by elite SOLDIER vampire hunters under Shinra’s command. Sephiroth, a distinguished and cold hunter, faces an unexpected bond with Bianca, a vampire created through dark experiments involving his own DNA. Bound by a red string of fate, they are both drawn to and repelled by each other, with their connection complicated by a son born through these experiments. As Hojo manipulates events from the shadows, Sephiroth's loyalty to his duty, his human wife, and his hidden connection to Bianca clash.

[theexclusivestory]

10 Fascinating Facts About Our Sun

The Sun is like our friendly neighbor in space, and people have been fascinated by it for a long time. It's not just a big ball of light and heat; it's also interesting to study in space. When scientists explore its secrets, they discover all sorts of amazing things. Here are 10 Fascinating Facts about Our Sun that show how important and amazing it is.

The Sun's Composition

In the center of the Sun, there's a huge nuclear reactor. Here, hydrogen atoms join together to make helium in nuclear fusion. This fusion creates a lot of energy in the form of light and heat, which keeps us warm and helps plants grow on Earth. Most of the Sun is made up of hydrogen (about 74%) and helium (about 24%), with a little bit of other stuff like oxygen, carbon, and iron.

Size and Mass

The Sun is really big, about 109 times wider than Earth. It's also super heavy, about 330,000 times heavier than Earth. To understand how big it is, imagine you could fit about 1.3 million Earths inside the Sun! Because of its huge mass, the Sun pulls the planets around it with its gravity, keeping them in their orbits.

Solar Energy Production

Every second, the Sun changes about 4 million tons of stuff into energy through a process called nuclear fusion. This energy powers lots of things that happen on the Sun, like solar flares, sunspots, and the solar wind. The energy that comes from the Sun is what keeps life going on Earth and controls the weather and climate.

Solar Flares and Sunspots

Solar flares are like big explosions of energy that happen on the Sun. They shoot out bursts of radiation, which are like waves of energy that travel through space. These bursts can be really powerful, sometimes as strong as millions of hydrogen bombs exploding all at once!

Sunspots are kind of like dark spots on the Sun. They happen because of strong magnetic activity on the Sun's surface. These spots can come and go, and they often appear in areas where the Sun's magnetic field is really strong.

Solar Wind

The Sun blows out a steady stream of tiny particles called the solar wind. These particles, mostly made up of protons and electrons, zoom through space at speeds of up to 900 kilometers per second. When this solar wind reaches Earth, our planet's magnetic field acts like a shield, pushing a lot of it away. But some of it sneaks through and meets our magnetic bubble called the magnetosphere. This interaction creates beautiful lights in the sky called auroras.

Solar Eclipses

A solar eclipse happens when the Moon moves between the Earth and the Sun, making a shadow on the Earth. Total solar eclipses are very special because the Moon completely covers the Sun, turning day into night for a short time. These events are rare and make people feel amazed. But they're not just cool to watch; they also help scientists learn more about the Sun. When the Sun is covered, scientists can see its outer layer, called the corona, which is usually too bright to see. This gives them a chance to study it closely and learn new things.

Solar Cycle

The Sun has a pattern of changing its magnetic activity called the solar cycle. It happens about every 11 years. During this time, we notice differences in things like sunspots and solar flares. When we're at the peak of this cycle, called solar maximum, the Sun gets really active. But during solar minimum, it's less active.

Age and Lifespan

The Sun was born around 4.6 billion years ago from a big cloud of gas and dust floating in our galaxy, the Milky Way. Right now, it's in the middle of its main phase, where it's turning hydrogen into helium. Scientists think it has enough hydrogen to keep doing this for about 5 billion more years. Eventually, it'll run out of fuel and change into a red giant before becoming a small, dense star called a white dwarf.

Sun's Influence on Climate

The Sun is really important for Earth's weather and climate. Changes in how much sunlight we get from the Sun, which can happen because of the Sun's natural cycle or other changes in its activity, can affect how hot or cold it gets on Earth. It can also impact big weather patterns like El Niño. We need to understand how the Sun affects our climate so we can predict and lessen the bad effects of climate change.

Cultural Significance

For thousands of years, people have looked up to the Sun with great respect and admiration. They saw it as more than just a ball of fire in the sky—it was like a god to them, a symbol of strength, energy, and life. Different cultures all over the world, from the ancient Egyptians and Mayans to religions like Hinduism and Christianity today, have celebrated the Sun in their own special ways. They made rituals, built temples, and created calendars based on the movements of the Sun. Even now, the Sun keeps captivating us, making us feel small in the grand scheme of the universe. It's a powerful reminder of how amazing and mysterious our world truly is.

Conclusion

The Sun is huge, powerful, and has a big impact on everything around it. It's one of the most interesting things in space. We can learn a lot about it, like what it's made of and how it works. The Sun gives us light and heat, which are important for life on Earth. By studying the Sun, we can learn more about space and where we fit into the universe.

FAQs

How rare is our Sun? The Sun is just one of over 100 billion stars in our galaxy, the Milky Way. It travels around the center of the galaxy, which is about 25,000 light-years away, and it takes about 250 million years to complete one full orbit.

Has anyone touched the Sun? Recently, NASA's Parker Solar Probe achieved a historic milestone by making direct contact with the Sun. This remarkable feat marks a significant moment in space exploration. Let's delve into the technology behind this groundbreaking mission. Just days ago, NASA's Parker Solar Probe accomplished an extraordinary feat—it became the first spacecraft to touch the Sun. This historic achievement is a testament to human ingenuity and technological prowess.

What is the Sun's twin? In the constellation Scorpio, there exists a star known as 18 Scorpii, which bears a striking resemblance to our very own Sun. This celestial body has earned the title of "solar sibling" due to its remarkable similarity to the Sun. Located near a distinctive "claw" shape in Scorpio, 18 Scorpii appears faint but holds a significant resemblance to our Sun in terms of its characteristics and composition. It serves as a mirror image of the Sun, offering astronomers valuable insights into the nature and evolution of stars like our own.

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@namelesspterodactyl :

👑 🥂 for Cecily..?

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"Ah mon cher, it was nice dancing with you~" lifting her hand to his face he gives a light kiss and twirls her to the next person.

The night continued like that, being passed around from dance partner to dance partner, a part of her hoped that the next one would be Vil but another dreaded that feeling.

Taking a little break she heads off to the banquet table and takes a glass, leaning back she take a sip from her champagne trying to block out the rest of the world from her mind. Maybe Rook was right, maybe she didn't need to get so hung up about Vil not reciprocating her affections. Sighing to herself she closes her eyes

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A minute passes by and she hears the sounds of fingers snapping in front of her. Opening her eyes she blinks and gets taken aback by the person standing in front of her

"Vil..?"

"Ah good your awake" smiling to himself he looks her up and down, as if assessing her

"Do you need anything?" She looks at him curiously

"Since you seem to be free would you," reaching out his hand to her, he offers a charming smirk. "Care to dance?"

She feels her heart rate rise and cheeks blush a little "o-of course" smiling softly she looks into his eyes and places her hand to his "you have no idea how long I've wanted to hear that"

Pulling her to the dance floor Vil carefully twirls her around. Her dress fluttering as they start to dance. She can't stop the smile spreading from her face as she feels butterflies flutter in stomach.

Leading the dance, Vil looks at Cecily with a proud smile "Looks like you practiced this before"

Smiling she responds with a joyful tone "I have, thank you for noticing"

Seeing him so close to her, feeling his hands touch her with such gentleness, the feeling of being at the center of his affection it made everything in her mind feel calm, like everything was back in it's place.

Smiling softly she let herself be consumed by this feeling, a soft warm feeling that she wishes could last forever

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Stumbling sideways she snaps her eyes open

"Ah, sorry for bumping into you, are you alright??" A student asks as he looks at her worriedly

Ah right...

"It's fine, be a little careful next time would you?" She answers in a deadpan voice

Looks like she got lost in her fantasy world once again...

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Aaannnddd wow another long one, ahahaha sorry Cecily but no happy ending for you ^^ -mod Empanada

[dreamywriter143]

Mine

Genre/Warnings: Pure Filth!! NSFW/MDNI. AGED-UP Characters. Smut with no plot. Read at your discretion. Exhibition/Voyeurism. PervLo’ak.

Status: Imagine

Paring: DomNeteyam x SubReader

Word Count: 0.7k

A/N: Idek what this is!! It was in my drafts and I decided to post it. Please enjoy but its not well written at all, I didn't even proof read it properly, so please be advised.

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“Who do you belong to?” Neteyam growls, his hips snapping against Y/n with brutal force. Y/n mewls, her voice muffled against the ground below. She wanted to answer, but the constant hard thrusts sucked the very breaths out of her.

The sounds of skin slapping skin echoing through the forest around them as Neteyam’s pace did not relent. His hands land on Y/n’s hip’s as his nails dug deeper into her flush blue skin. His heavy balls slapped against her clit sending an electric current throughout her body. Y/n’s body convulsed under the feeling, neither of which deterred Neteyam from his fast and hard pace.

Y/n desperately tried to hold in her moans of pleasure, well aware that they were out in public. Even though it was well after the eclipse, it was still likely that someone could stumble upon them. Even more likely since Lo’ak was not too far away.

“Hm? Who do you belong to?” Neteyam asks again, snapping his pelvis harsley, causing Y/n to firmly grip the grass below her, her poor pussy getting abused by his large cock. Neteyam felt his blood boil as he recalled the event that led to this.

His baby bro who was so close to his rut, hugging his mate. What started out friendly quickly turned sour when Neteyam saw how Lo’ak began drinking in her scent. How his tail twitched excitedly behind him and how his eyes began fucking his mate right in front of him. Lo’ak was clearly losing himself slowly to his upcoming rut. He couldn't help it. But, Instead of feeling sympathy for his brother's condition, Neteyam ripped them apart, dragging Y/n deeper and deeper into the forest. All with the goal to fuck her till she realized who she belonged to.

Neteyam knew Y/n didn't mean for any of this, but his primal urges overpowered his reasoning. How dare Lo’ak touch her like that? And even though Y/n had the purest intentions, she let him. It was unforgivable.

An animalistic growl leaves Neteyam’s lips as he reaches out to slap Y/n’s plump cheeks that bounced along his thrusts, immediately turning red upon contact. Neteyam chuckles darkly at the sound of the slap, hoping that if Lo’ak was nearby that he'd hear. That he would hear how well Neteyam fucked his mate. How well Neteyam fucked Y/n.

“Y/n” Neteyam says through clenched teeth in warning. He pushed himself forward, making sure his cock digs deep, burying himself deep in her walls kissing her cervix. His nose brushed against the back of her neck as he took in a deep inhale, smelling her arousal and sweat. A delicious mixture as he swiped his tongue along her neck, savoring the taste.

“You didn't answer me” He says, his eyes boring into the back of her head. Y/n mewls under his weight. Though the mating press satisfied Y/n, loving the way he filled her up. Stretched her hole oh so deliciously. She desperately wanted him to move again, she needed him to plunge his fat cock deep into her till she forgot her name.

“Y-You-” Y/n whimpered out, her toes curling as Neteyam pressed into her more, his entire length sucked up to the hilt. His hot balls pressed against her as he hums triumphantly.

“Louder” Neteyam demanded, getting back up, slowly pulling his length out. Y/n claws at the dirt beneath her, her tears streaming down her cheeks freely.

“Yo-u--I Belong to You!-Neteyam!” Y/n wailes.

Neteyam smirks wide, thrusting his entire length into her, filling her up again. Y/n screams at the sharp thrust as he begins the brutal pace again. His cock hitting her cervix each time as she felt herself reach her orgasm at an alarming rate.

Neteyam’s eyes trails to a large patch of bushes nearby, his eyes gleaming with pride and possessiveness as his eyes meet those of his brothers.

Lo’ak, who whimpers at the sight of Y/n getting completely wrecked by his brother. And enjoying the entire scene, his hand wrapped around his throbbing member. His breathing uneven as he drank in her euphoric state.

“Fuck--That’s right” Neteyam groans, feeling Y/n clench against cock to ride out her own high. Her eyes roll back as her breathing comes out in small gasps. She convulsed under the sheer intensity of her orgasm as Neteyam fucked himself into her, rolling his hips perfectly to hit her G-spot.

“You’re Mine.”

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A/N: IM SORRY IF THIS SUCKED! I’m having some delay with my works at the moment. I’m also behind on requests😭😭😭. I know this short imagine sucks, but I hope you guys enjoy this in the meantime! Love you guys!!

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

i love your metas! I just discovered them today and have spent all afternoon reading them. I have two part ask, if that's okay. Firstly, do you think a sensible version of bella could survive if she recognised early on that keeping on Edward's good side was her only survival option? and secondly, on the flip side, just how unhinged do you think bella could be before edward rejected her?

Ooh, both interesting questions, anon. Let's do this.

Sane Bella and the Yandere Simulator

Last time, on The Carnivorous Muffin's ridiculous blog, we covered what would happen to a sensible Bella who realizes the Cullens are not fluffy bunnies she should take home.

The long and short, Edward eats her.

Edward's romantic interest in Bella, the thing that has him fighting his own baser nature to keep her alive, is dependent on a few things.

One of those is Bella's interest in turn.

In time, if Bella truly was not interested in him, he would eat her. Alice tells us there's only two paths for Bella: death or vampire. Leaving her and walking away is never a true option for Edward.

So, Sane Bella loses Yandere Simulator because she doesn't realize the key aspect of Yandere Simulator: You Never Say No to Yandere.

However, you point out something interesting here, that this is a sensible Bella.

Sensible people do not immediately think they're playing Yandere Simulator. You don't run across people like Edward often, there aren't many of him, and while there are red flags early in Twilight Edward did a pretty good job of making them not particularly visible.

By the time we hit Eclipse he's pretty much thrown pretending to be nice and sane out the window. Luckily for Bella, that doesn't appear to bother her as much as it should.

Bella thinking "if I don't play along with this inhuman whack job he'll eat me", is paranoid lunacy. It is not the first conclusion a reasonable person would jump to.

That it happens to be the right conclusion is irrelevant.

But alright, I'll play ball.

Paranoid Bella and the Yandere Simulator

Bella is utterly paranoid and wearing her tin foil hat when she enters Forks. She remembers Biology very well and when Edward comes back and pretends to be nice she gives him a strained smile and thinks, "This motherfucker will eat me the moment my back is turned."

Bella considers travelling back to Florida, but that would be leading Edward to her mother, more it would be very easy to find Bella if he truly wished to.

Florida isn't an option.

Bella tries to keep her distance from Edward, hard when he sits next to her in Biology, but he seems willing to ignore her. Bella calms down a little, maybe this will work out.

Bella is nearly crushed by a van, desperately pretends she definitely did not see Edward fold that van like a pretzel. Nope, no siree Bob, Bella is concussed! She then stays awake all night in terror and OH GOD HE'S CLIMBING THROUGH HER WINDOW! HE'S GOING TO EAT HER IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT! HE KNOWS THAT SHE KNOWS!

Bella pretends to sleep, horrified, and Edward stays there all night. Staring.

(Edward, meanwhile, is realizing he's in love.)

Bella enters school a nervous wreck, waiting for that fateful Biology class and... Edward is studiously ignoring her. He doesn't even say hello.

Bella would be relieved, except he keeps sneaking into her bedroom at night, staring. Bella gets no sleep for weeks.

Then the blood testing happens and suddenly Edward is talking to her. He tells her they shouldn't be friends and he doesn't want to be friends, GREAT, EDWARD, THAT'S GREAT. But then it's very clear that he's after something, and Bella's spidey senses are tingling.

Edward doesn't want to be friends.

Oh, oh shit.

Suddenly, Edward sneaking into her room at night takes on a whole, new, sinister twist. First he'll rape her, then he'll eat her (or who knows, maybe vice versa, Bella certainly doesn't want to find out).

Bella is driven home by Edward (he insists) and enters the house to wheeze into a paper bag.

She thinks over her options.

Edward can crush cars, Bella trips over asphalt. Even if she wasn't Bella, there's no way she could outfight him even if she wanted to.

Edward was very concerned when he suspected that she knew, he likely still suspects and Bella's not a very good liar. Bella doesn't want to find out what happens to her if Edward realizes she really does know.

Edward appears to have a romantic interest in her. Does Bella really have the option of saying no?

Bella, still wheezing in her bag, comes to what seems like an inevitable decision. She must humor Edward at all costs. For the sake of her family, of her own life, she must play into his romantic overtures. Bella can't act but now, her life depends on it.

Well, Bella still can't act, but luckily for her Edward doesn't care.

Edward just thinks Bella's very jumpy, a little nervous and shy, and just plain weird (given he thinks Bella's just plain weird in canon this is not too far from normal events).

So Bella gets to live in terror for things like the meadow, where Edward talks about how easy it would be to eat her, how he contemplated murdering Biology in cold blood to eat her in the most efficient manner, how he loathed her for daring to smell delicious, how Alice warned him there was a good chance of him eating Bella in the meadow today, all while pressing his cheek against her hammering heartbeat.

"AH HA HA HA HA, EDWARD, YOU'RE SO CHARMING."

Edward invites Bella to the house. These creepy, man eating, people all meet her with smiles. Edward has composed her a lullaby. One of them, Alice, tells Bella they're going to be best friends.

"AH HA HA HA HA, EDWARD YOUR FAMILY IS SO NICE."

In other words, somehow, all of Twilight still happens because Bella is terrified of saying no.

At least, until Volterra. Given Bella's being hunted by Victoria, even had Bella not gone cliff diving eventually Alice would see her eaten and then black out as the wolves chased off Victoria instead.

Bella spends New Moon having a great time. Mostly. The Cullens are finally gone, she's free, she spends weeks on edge thinking they might come back.

Just when she starts to relax, fucking Laurent shows up and learns Victoria's trying to kill her. Because of Edward, because of course, it's always about Edward. WHY ARE VAMPIRES ALWAYS TRYING TO KILL HER?!

Regardless, Alice shows up and goes, "Bella, my god, you're alive!" And Bella dies inside. Alice Cullen is back. Oh no.

Bella pretends she's thrilled to see her. Alice, her best friend, her favorite demon. Hurray. Alice fills Bella in on the New Moon scoop, Bella pretends to be very invested. Then Alice gets the vision.

Edward has decided to commit suicide via the Volturi.

Bella has no problem with this, unfortunately, she realizes that Alice clearly has a problem with this. Alice fully expects Bella to run off to Italy to save Fucking Edward.

Once again, Bella isn't sure she's allowed to say no.

Bella runs to Italy, finds herself saving Edward's life, and then she's brought before the Volturi where she might very well be executed because Edward Cullen happened to involve her in this mess.

BELLA NEVER WANTED TO BE HERE.

Bella snaps. She's crying, she just can't take it anymore, and she finally loses her shit at Edward. SHE NEVER LOVED HIM! HE IS SCARY AND WON'T LEAVE HER ALONE! IF THEY'RE GOING TO KILL HER JUST DO IT NOW BECAUSE SHE CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE.

Aro watches Bella's mental breakdown in utter amazement. Naturally, while Marcus suspected something was funky with those two, Aro did not see this coming from Edward's perspective.

Aro offers Bella her out, it is unfortunately death or vampire, but vampire is very much an option and Aro will offer Bella sanctuary in the Volturi.

Bella takes that offer and runs with it.

Edward is devastated and blindsided.

Somehow, neither he nor Alice saw this one coming.

But to answer your question: Paranoid Bella survives Yandere Simulator By Defecting to the Volturi

How Unhinged Does Bella Have to Be For Edward to Dump Her?

He won't.

Remember, Edward in canon thinks there's something legitimately wrong with Bella. She doesn't think like normal people, she always makes the least rational choice, and he can't hear her thoughts.

Edward doesn't think Bella's gifted just that she's... different. (Bella, hilariously, immediately picks up that Edward's calling her a freak. Edward backtracks hard on that one.)

Bella's decisions also become increasingly ridiculous as the series goes on.

She stabs herself in the middle of a battle, she insists on having sex with him while human, she consorts with shapeshifters (to Edward this is lunacy), she picked up motorcycle riding, she threw herself off a cliff, she ran from his sweet protection to the reservation, she believes he doesn't love her, and she doesn't want to get married.

I imagine Edward thinks there isn't anywhere left for Bella to go. She's left the planet, unhinged is her middle name.

But none of that matters.

I already linked the Edward/Bella post I always link near the top so I'll just recap. For Edward, it's all about the blood, the silence, and the projection.

An unhinged Bella is still a delicious and silent Bella. He can still pretend she's Carlisle.

Even if Bella became addicted to cocaine, and ruined that sweet scent, it wouldn't tarnish her memory. He'd nurse her back to health, then eat her so she never relapses.

That's the trouble with Edward/Bella, it's not about Bella, not at all. You could replace her with sweet smelling cardboard and Edward would not notice a difference.

[f1]

Max Verstappen dominates Formula One wages table for last year - cashing in with 45m

REVEALED: Max Verstappen dominates Formula One wage table for last season - cashing in with £45m from salary and bonuses - eclipsing Lewis Hamilton in second on £29m Max Verstappen dominated last season to claim his second F1 world title  When salary, bonuses and extra earnings were considered, he took home most  Dutchman's £45million haul put him top, with Lewis Hamilton's taking £29m  By Will Griffee For Mailonline Published: 06:34 GMT, 21 February 2023 | Updated: 06:34 GMT, 21 February 2023 Max Verstappen overshadowed his Formula One rivals on the track last season, and he's leaving them in the dust off it too.  The Red Bull driver stormed to a title defence without much competition from the field, while also out-earning the other competitors too.  In a table of drivers' salaries published by RacingNews365, Verstappen was said to have banked a cool £45million, milking his contract for all it was worth.  That total included bonuses for winning races, finishing on the podium at different events and claiming driver and team championship titles.  The 25-year-old was well ahead of his nearest rival in the money stakes, eclipsing Lewis Hamilton in second.  Max Verstappen has claimed back-to-back Formula One titles in the last two seasons  Lewis Hamilton struggled last year and his Dutch rival topped the wages table too   The Brit took home around £29m according to the report, in what was a disappointing year for him after the heartbreak of Abu Dhabi the previous season.  Hamilton is anticipated to sign a new deal with Mercedes in the coming weeks. Team Principal Toto Wolff recently said: 'The age, 38, plays no role in this next contract. 'If you look how well top athletes have pushed the boundaries. 'I am thinking about Tom Brady, who is 45 and he is on the pitch throwing a ball and being tackled. 'We have always found a good value that reflects his worth to the team and to the sport and, on the other side, Mercedes is the place he wants to be, so these things have never been contentious. 'Nothing is dragging on and the alignment is great.' Ferrari's Charles LeClerc is reported to be third in last season's salary table after cashing in to the tune of around £20m.  And Lando Norris of McLaren came in fourth place with £16.5m, ahead of Carlos Sainz at £10m.  Hamilton will be looking to come back strong when the 2023 season starts   TOP FIVE EARNERS  Max Verstappen - £45m Lewis Hamilton -£29m  Charles Leclerc - £20m Lando Norris - £16.5m Carlos Sainz - £10m (Salary according to RacingNews365)  Advertisement Verstappen is rapidly advancing his status on and off track with a number of commercial deals under his belt.  The latest is a partnership with Heineken to promote responsible drinking. Of the deal, he said: 'People who know me, know that I am very determined and as a driver I do not want to leave any room for error.  'That’s why I am excited to become a part of the ‘When You Drive, Never Drink’ campaign to help raise awareness for responsible consumption.  'And being an avid gamer and passionate Sim Racer myself, I’m thrilled to be playing a part in the new gaming initiative being developed called Player 0.0.' Formula One this year will look slightly different with its biggest calendar ever - 23 races in total.  Verstappen will be desperate to secure a hat-trick of championships and pre-season testing begins this week in Bahrain.   Share or comment on this article: Max Verstappen dominates Formula One wages table for last year - cashing in with £45m via Formula One | Mail Online https://www.dailymail.co.uk?ns_mchannel=rss&ns_campaign=1490&ito=1490

[choiceskatie]

Extra Credit (Smut-tember)

Books Featured: Red Carpet Diaries, The Nanny Affair, Queen B, The Royal Romance

Warnings: 18+. NSFW.

Word count: 1000 (you have no idea how difficult I found this lol)

Summary: Dirty Dalton goes to college when the children’s nanny doesn’t quite do it for him anymore.

Author's Note: Happy @smut-tember! I've missed most of the event bc I was awol, but to make up for it, I challenged myself to using every single word on the list for week 4 lol (hence why sticking to the word count was v hard). I also added in a couple of my own words lol, all of them will be highlighted in bold! It was honestly so fun writing cringy smut on purpose, but it feels illegal to even post this lmao. Thanks @lsvdw-blog for prereading this mess and howling with me all the way lol.

Tagging at the end but do NOT feel the need to read this shitshow 💀

“Class dismissed.”

The instant sound of loud chattering and chairs moving eclipses Thomas Hunt’s deep voice, once thought to be commanding now completely powerless before the group of racious college students.

“Don’t forget! Sam Dalton will be here on Friday so make sure your projects are up to scratch! This is your senior year and if you don’t-”

The door slams shut behind the final student as they file out of the room without a backward glance at their professor.

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“Hello, Mr Dalton.”

“Please, call me Sam.”

The man smiles as he nods his head graciously. “Dean Steinhelm wanted me to offer you a warm welcome to Belvoire, and we apologise that Thomas Hunt was unavailable today. Off for stress, between you and I.”

“Ah, so you’re not the man I was scheduled to meet with today?”

“Afraid not, sir. I’m Ian Kingsley, anthropology.”

“Not a problem. Shall we?”

He gestures towards the groups of students scattered around the lecture hall, all with bright eyes and naive smiles. Did they really believe that Dalton Enterprises would choose filmmaking for their first endeavour after breaking out of science?

Anyone with half a brain should be able to surmise that Sam Dalton is here looking for the tightest snatch he can find, and where better to look than a group of college students? If he gets to tear a hymen in the process, even better.

He feels his man meat strain painfully against his slacks as he comes across a group of particularly attractive girls, their outfits leaving little to the imagination as their globes nearly spill out of their dresses, the hem barely covering their meat curtains.

“And who do we have here?”

“This is Bea Hughes,” she smiles up at him, a twinkle in her eye as she fights for his attention. “And here we have Riley Brooks.”

“Pleasure to meet you, Mr Dalton.” Sam doesn’t miss the seductive rasp in her voice as she gazes through fluttering lashes, eyes hooded as she bites her lip.

Sam stifles a smirk as he speaks with them, practically smelling the girl’s moist honeypot as she tries to get as close to him as possible.

After making his rounds, he pulls Professor Kingsley to the side.

“I’d like to conduct some one-on-one interviews before I decide.”

Ian doesn’t miss the sly smile gracing their guest’s face as he speaks, as if the sight of his bulging phallus wasn’t enough to confirm he was a dirty freak.

“Who were you thinking of?”

“Either of those brunette sluts with the big blue eyes,” he inclines his head towards Bea and Riley, Ian’s jaw twitching.

“I don’t think Bea would be interested-”

“Trust me, she’s interested. They both are, just depends if you’re an ass or tit man, am I right?” He chuckles disturbingly as Ian’s fists ball in the pockets of his pants. “Hmm, I think we’ll go for tits today. Send her to your office for me, please.”

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Their hands are all over each other as soon as the lock is turned. He pushes her up against the door, grinding his rock hard member into the heat of Riley’s lady cave.

His hands trail down the sides of her body, cupping her thighs and hoisting her up as he strides to the large mahogany desk and lays her down.

“Strip for me. Let me see that juicy ham wallet.”

She’s quick to follow orders, her clothes laying in a heap on the ground only seconds later.

Sam’s eyes fixate on the wetness dripping from her secret place, his fingers gliding in with ease as his head drops to her fun bags, tongue and teeth teasing her udders.

“You’re soaked. Just how long have you been thinking about my trouser snake?” His lips move down her abdomen as he speaks, her body trembling. “Hmm? Have you been thinking about my baby gravy filling you up?”

Any chance of a reply is caught in her throat as his tongue dives into her love tunnel and her hands fall to his hair, pulling tightly as he groans and his phallus throbs.

He pulls her clit into his mouth and suckles on her coochie meow meow, a premature release of love juice coating his boxers as his excitement gets the best of him.

Despite that, he’s steel hard and ready to go again in seconds, standing back to quickly undress before he flips her over, her chest meeting the cool desk as he tilts her hips up towards him.

He plunges his veiny pecker into her in one sure stroke, her pussy cat clenching around him as she struggles to take his vigorous thrusting.

His hands smooth over the globes of her ass, slapping and palming both over and over until she’s whining uncontrollably.

He spreads her cheeks, slipping his thumb into his wet mouth before sliding it into her puckered hole and grinning as he feels her body shaking.

“What’s your boyfriend gonna say?”

Their position offers Riley the opportunity to look confused as she wonders what the hell he’s talking about.

He grabs a fistful of her hair and yanks her back, her back meeting his chest as his lips latch onto her neck. “Tell me. What’s your boyfriend going to do when you go home and you’ve been fucked into oblivion by me? When your meat pocket’s been ruined like the little whore you are.”

What the fuck? Is this doing it for him?

“Are you gonna come for me, Riley? Let me feel your jizzle.”

“Jizzle? Girls don’t-”

“They do when it’s my pork sword fucking them.”

His words are laboured as his thrusts take on a life of their own, his rod driving home and home again until he spurts his seed inside of her with a loud yell.

He pulls out of her, his love stick softening and baby batter dripping down her thighs as he catches his breath.

“Oh, you might want to get a razor on your way home. You missed some pubic hair on your ass.”

~~~~~

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[duskwood-legacies]

“Blood Moon Masquerade”

•Fandom: Duskwood

•Pairing/Character: Jake x fem!MC

•Word Count: 1.5k

•Genre: Romance, Angst

•Summary: MC pursuaded Jake to attend the infamous Blood Moon Ball along her side. However, the blissful and furious spark of the night shall take an unpleasant turn.

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Cold air surrounded Jake and MC, spots of the starry sky covered by dark clouds. Their arms were hooked together as they neared the castle’s entrance.

MC had persuaded Jake into attending a masquerade ball on this special night with her. He was strictly against it at first. He thought public events portrayed a too great threat for them, but after seeing MC’s sad, almost heart-shattered expression he gave in.

Tonight was the night of the “super blood moon”. Jake didn’t want to steal it away from her. She has always wished to see this moon, has been expecting this day with joy and excitement for weeks. When she saw the poster inviting to this event, she couldn’t be held back anymore.

It was a masquerade ball. Parts of their faces would be covered, making it harder for them to be recognized. Jake also knew MC would be as careful as him. Those were the main thoughts keeping him composed.

Guards supervised the entrance. MC and Jake greeted them with a lightly nervous but friendly smile. The guards inspected them intensely, going as far as searching them through for weapons and other harmful objects.

Jake’s corded muscles relaxed by a bit as they got a green light and were allowed inside. MC gave him a kiss on the cheek to reassure him everything was okay before finally entering the building and venturing through the castle’s corridors. After taking three or four turns, they arrived at the open doors of the ballroom.

The ballroom was enormous. Chandeliers made of crystals hung from the ceiling and the walls were lined by elegant pillars. Soft shades of beige painted the entire room, occasional decorations made of gold provided the final touch of luxury to the royal place.

They entered the room with sheer amazement.

Countless amounts of people filled the place after them. Countless of amounts that could get them in trouble, countless amounts that would help blend in and hide. The endless contraries Jake and MC faced on their run, the endless opportunities each of these contraries brought.

It’s not about how face the world, it’s about how you view it. How you observe it. Observe the contraries, weight your chances and then face the world.

Right now, they blend in perfectly. Their chances of staying safe were high.

They stood near the windows as happy chatter sounded through the air. Closely Jake examined MC’s appearance from under his mask, not being quite able to tear his gaze away from her.

She wore a plain black mask around her eyes and an A-Line dress that hugged her figure tightly to the smallest part of her waist, until it divided into a wider, floor-length skirt. The skirt was made of a black base with uneven layers of golden fabric, which were yet again covered by a thin, transparent black net-like fabric. The upper part of her dress was black as well, covered in marvelous golden flower pattern.

MC did the exact same. From Jake’s black leather boots, to his black and white suit to his golden tie and black-golden mask. He looked breathtaking. Both their outfits matched well together, both their outfit matched well with their surroundings and other couples.

The chatter quieted down as the hostess announced herself. Applause filled the air, Jake and MC joining in.

After the hostess’ speech, music started playing and butlers walked around the room handing out champagne. Jake and MC both took a glass, smiling at each other and taking a sip. They kept standing on the sidelines, assuring they were safe and their pursuers weren’t nearby, or at least didn’t recognize them.

Once the alcohol of the now emptied glasses reached their blood flow, their tension eased a bit off. MC waved a butler over so she and Jake could get rid of their glasses.

After the butler walked away, Jake turned towards MC, a gentle smile evident on his lips and holding out his hand for her.

“Would you give me this dance?”

MC grinned and gratefully took Jake’s hand. She knew how much he hated dancing and how much he probably despised being here, but she was endlessly thankful for him to come along and even offer her a dance. Not even his smile could convince her otherwise.

Jake, somewhat reluctant at first, drew MC close and slowly started swaying across the dancefloor with her. He wanted her to enjoy the night, in defiance of the presence of danger. The only way to assure they kept safe and allow MC to enjoy herself was by dancing.

Against the fact of Jake’s initial boldness, they relished the dance and soon started to move more elegantly as Jake grew more confident. Despite the growing confidence in both of them, neither let their environment quite out of sight.

The lights of the room went out, allowing the silver-blue moonlight from outside to illuminate the place through its large windows. It was part of the ball. The guests grew excited, knowing exactly the vanishing of the lights announced the soon-arrival of the blood moon.

The music and dancing carried on. If it wasn’t for their eyes, touch and heart-stopping appearance, MC and Jake would have gotten exhausted by now. It was the adrenaline, each other’s company that kept them on their feet, kept them going, kept pushing further.

Seconds turned into minutes, minutes into hours.

They danced as the music drowned the room in mysterious beats and melodies. Tranquilized with each other’s bodies in their embrace, they lost themselves in the music and danced away in their own, little universe.

Jake’s and MC’s feet guided them over the wooden floor like they were leaping through a sea of clouds. Their caution dissolved into nothingness with each step they took. They became careless in a world with no mercy left for them.

The world around them got competitive without their awareness. Everyone wanted to out-dance one another, everyone wanted to show that they are better than anyone in this room.

The soft moonlight began to shift. The lunar eclipse has begun.

Timed perfectly, the music increased in tension and speed, sending floods of hot lava through their veins. MC’s and Jake’s minds were melting away piece by piece.

Passion burning like millions of fires ignited in their bodies as they moved over the dancefloor with swiftness and finesse. Nothing has ever felt so indescribable. Jake’s gaze remained on MC. The black mask around her eyes made them shine brighter than the stars outside, brighter than the diamonds and crystals of the chandeliers.

The moon’s gleam grew into a rosé color.

The competition that had broken loose before kept going. The ballroom now didn’t hold hundreds of people anymore, but hundreds of universes those people were floating in. MC focused on every single one of Jake’s touches, savoring, memorizing every second of this moment as long as it lasted. She looked up to see his face. Despite the mask, his face seemed so perfect, so comfortingly familiar.

By now, the moonlight seized the entire room in its deep red glow.

The meeting of their eyes was like a match thrown into gasoline to their feelings. Their performance they never imagined to appear so flawless, so powerful, reached its climax. The sea of clouds they were walking on turned into an ocean of feathers, pushing them across the floor with weightless elegance and emotion.

MC’s dress was flowing with ethereal grace as she spun underneath Jake’s hand, catching him in a trance he’s never been in before. The red, the gold, the black. Her sight was too heavenly to look away.

He pulled her close again and lifted her off the ground, pirouetting with her in his arms. Her legs wrapped around his body for better hold and tighter proximity.

MC stared deep into Jake’s eyes as they twirled over their ocean of feathers. The moonlight crossing his eyes, the red color painting his frame. He was too divine to break away from.

Jake gently set MC down on her feet again. It was time for their dream to come to an end.

Both of them noticed people pushing through the crowd, people that didn’t exactly look like guests. The fierce sensation the taste of danger left prickling on their skin made their hairs stand up.

Their chances of a safe escape slipped away.

MC felt guilt creeping into her eyes as the endlessness of this night seemed to crawl away, their pursuers drawing closer than they’ve ever been.

She placed her hands behind Jake’s neck and pulled him closer. His hands snaked around her waist, gradually giving in to her pull.

Their lips met in a soft, almost defeated way.

They knew they’ve been caught, they knew they had to fight their way out. They knew they were outnumbered.

Helplessness spread in both their chests as they broke the kiss. Their gazes met one more time with the awareness of their evaporating opportunities lying heavily between them. MC could feel the tears gathering in her eyes, feel the remorse in her throat.

“I’m sorry, Jake”

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A/N: Hi everyone!💕 I want to mention that I don't really have knowledge on how masquerade balls work, so I apologize for inaccuracies in advance! I still hope you enjoyed the story🌿💕

[thran-duils]

Total Eclipse (P.2)

Title: Total Eclipse (Part Two) Summary: Fem!Reader x Sherlock Holmes (RDJ). Sherlock had an impression on the reader from a formative age but he was always so busy running with cases. Their moments of passions were coveted between the two but they were few and far between. He left with Watson on a case and in that time, her parents found her a suitable man to give her to. Wealthy and accomplished. Sherlock and her have not been able to let go of each other though. Words: 3,792 Warnings (for the whole fic): Angst, infidelity, smut, swearing, substance abuse, non liner storyline, character death, 18+ as always Author’s Note: There is heavy backstory here in italics! I was reading up on Victorian customs and tbh, I’m not privy to it at all, so I apologize if things are not historically accurate!

Part One || Part Three || Masterpost (mobile) || Fanfic masterpost

You walked away from where your ladies tea was going on, brushing your skirts out. You had begun to become uncomfortable sitting on the blanket and wanted to stretch your legs.

“Do not wander too far,” your mother called out to you.

“Of course not, mother,” you called back over your shoulder.

She would not notice how far you wandered when she was this engrossed in the latest gossip from the castle.

Coming onto the cobblestone, your eyes set on the fountain. There were goldfish inside and you made a point to always come to the fountain when you visited this park. You nodded at a couple as you passed them, exchanging pleasant smiles. They did eye you somewhat curiously at the fact you were walking alone but pleasant, nonetheless. Reaching the edge of the fountain, you leaned over, peering into it.

Just as you were reaching into the fountain, a small gust of wind hit you and you felt your hat fly off the top of your head. You let out a noise of frustration, turning around, eyes searching. It was tumbling away and coming to the feet of a gentleman sitting on a bench. His eyes were on you, and you had a feeling they had been for a bit.

He dipped down, picking your hat up from the cobble stone and stood up from the bench. His hands came up to brush at it as he walked towards you. He was careful with the fabric, his own coat bristling in the small breeze at his sides.

“Your hat, miss,” he said holding it out to you, giving a small bow.

You thanked him and took it.

He was terribly handsome. Dark hair, tousled just so, not to the point that he looked unkempt. His eyes were an alluring shade of chocolate. There was a playfulness in them and they excited you.

“You must keep a good hold on that. It’s woven perfectly,” he continued.

“Perfectly?” you asked, putting the hat back on.

“Yes. It’s immaculate. The stitchwork. Whoever did it took great care. I believe it is the work of the hatter on Bishop’s Gate, east end?” Your mouth fell open in surprise as you pulled the ribbon down beneath your chin and you froze. He gave a light chuckle at your expression, “Sorry, I have a keen eye for detail and a memory to boot. May I?” He asked suddenly, his hands reaching ever so slightly towards your face, eyes on the ribbons for a moment to explain what he was asking.

You stilled, your hands falling to your sides, and he took it as invitation. You breathed easily even though your heart jumped at him being so close. You did not even know this man; he was bold. Coming forward, his hands latched to the ribbons, tying it better than you could. He had a nice smelling aftershave and you locked eyes, your breath hitching. He was suspended in your gaze for a moment before clearing his throat.

He gave a brief smile as he pulled away. “That’s better.”

Something had happened there. And you pressed it.

“Are you sure you would like to tie it that tight? I may want to lose it again if it means you’ll fetch it for me?” you asked.

He actually looked amused, and you were relieved. You were constantly scolded from a young age for being so coquettish. “Bold. Aren’t you?”

“I’ve been told so.”

“Miss….?”

“Miss Y/N L/N. And you?”

“Sherlock.”

“That’s it, then?”

Now he was coy. “For now.”

“So, there’s to be a future, then? Between us?”

He caught your wit, amused even further. Thankfully he did not think you crass and he did not chastise. He was returning your flirtations. “I think so, Miss Y/N.”

“Well, I look forward to the future then. You live in London?” you questioned.

“Yes. Do you?”

“Most of the time.”

“’Most of the time?’” Sherlock repeated and you shrugged.

“Sometimes I dream of escaping. It takes up some of my time, pulling me away from here.”

He smirked at that. “I suppose I should say most of the time too. My mind pulls me to places. As well as my job.”

“Lucky you,” you said sincerely, and his expression was warm. He was interested in you. He was older, not terribly but there was distance. Reaching out, you touched his topcoat. “You are a bit of a pyromaniac it seems. Or just terrible with the cherries of your cigars. Please tell me it’s not the latter.”

“What makes you say that?”

You cocked your head and pulled down his vest and his eyebrows rose at the movement as you exposed some of his chest hair peaking out from beneath his dress shirt. You ignored his stunned look, doing your best to not linger on his exposed chest. Your finger landed on his dress shirt, pointing out the singe. “Do you think I’m blind, Mr. Sherlock?”

He let out a small laugh.. “I thought I hid it well enough beneath the vest.”

“You must not move as quickly as you have been to keep it hidden. Now, tell me. Why would you not just get a new shirt? You surely have the money. I mean, if you know the hatters on Bishop’s. And it’s not just anyone that splurges on a silk tie.”

He cocked his head, eyes running up and down you. You smiled in response, seeing you had impressed him.

“I haven’t gotten around to it,” he shrugged.

“Busy man, then.”

“Quite.”

“Too busy to escort me through the park?” you asked.

He eyed you and asked, “Would that be entirely inappropriate? We did not set this up beforehand.”

You shrugged now and said, “I could tell the gallant story of how you saved my hat from getting dirty in the mud. And I asked for you to walk me back. I did get quite a look for being on my own on the way over here.”

Sherlock’s lips pulled into a smile, and he gestured for you to walk. You were thankful he had initiated it; it was societally appropriate for him to initiate everything. How you wished you could loop arms but that itself would be societally inappropriate considering you had just met. Your mother would simply have a heart attack if she saw that, especially with so many possible suitors in the park.

He came to a stop, and you stopped as well, watching him curiously as he left the path. He reached for the rose bush, and you grimaced as he reached straight into it. He could cut his hands. But he yanked, his fingers moving ever so, pulling a single rose off the bush. His hand was unharmed.

He presented it to you, and you took it gently.

“A token of appreciation of your company, Miss L/N,” he said.

Examining it, you observed, “Pink. Are you of grace and sweetness? Or is that to refer to me?”

“I would have given red would it have been readily available,” he smiled, and you felt heat creep. “Also, pink can symbolize admiration. That is breaching on the red, is it not?”

You shrugged, keeping it close. “Yes, I suppose so. A fine point.”

The two of you walked on and Sherlock asked lightheartedly, “Where is your escort, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“I am here with a ladies group. They’re probably sitting at the blankets still, tittering about the gossip,” you responded. “My mother especially. She loves being in the center of all the gossip and drama.”

“My, I must watch my back returning you. Would not want to start any rumors.”

“Would rumors about us be so bad, Mr. Sherlock?”

He was tickled. “You really have no shame, do you?”

“Only in the presence of people I think I can trust. Not all women are complete straight laces. And frankly, most are only that way in public. Have you not spent a lot of time with women in private spaces?”

Sherlock chuckled, “That is a very loaded question, my dear. Where did you ever learn to banter like this?”

“I have an older brother. And your ‘dear’?”

“Have I offended you?”

“Not in the slightest.”

His eyes were alight, sharing a look with you. It was only interrupted as you passed another couple and nodded at them, Sherlock doing the same.

“Ah, like I said,” you said coming back over the bridge. You spotted them still eating their small cakes and sipping on their tea. Sherlock followed your gaze and you leaned in, “Thank you for providing me a walk. My legs had become quite numb sitting on the ground for so long.”

“My pleasure,” Sherlock responded.

You saw that one of the women had noticed you and Sherlock approaching over the bridge and you needed to hurry up the conversation. Pressing your luck, you asked, “Do you happen to have an invite to the Mayberry Ball?”

“Unfortunately,” Sherlock sniffed.

“Would it still be unfortunate if I was there?” you inquired.

Sherlock’s eyes were locked with yours and you came to a stop in the path. You stared at him with sincerity, waiting for his answer.

He cleared his throat, looking away. “It would liven up the event, that is for sure. I am terribly bored at those events, but I am dragged along by my… partner.”

“‘Partner?’” you asked, your fiery hope getting water doused on it.

“Confidant. Flatmate,” Sherlock explained quickly sensing your discomfort, meeting your gaze once more. You visibly relaxed, and he no doubt noticed. He resumed walking with you down the path. “He encourages me to get out. It is why I am at the park today. I had only been out for about a quarter of an hour before you showed up and I had already been considering heading back inside.”

“What a shame, sir. To hide yourself away. Who knows who you’ll meet if you only ventured out?” you stated, shrugging in a lighthearted manner.

“Too true,” Sherlock returned, eyes bright. He shot a look towards where the tea was being held and then cleared his throat, straightening up. “Well, it looks like we have been found out, Miss L/N. I suppose I should let you get back to your lunch. I have taken up too much of your time.”

“The pleasure was mine, Mr. Sherlock,” you assured him as you reached the edge of the grass.

Sherlock gave you a curt bow and turned towards the ladies and gave them a smile and a bow as well in acknowledgment. The ladies bowed their head in return, and you kept yourself from smirking at the fact they all looked like chickens bobbing their heads in unison, eyes fixated on him.

“Enjoy the rest of your afternoon. Make sure to keep that hat tied tightly, Miss L/N,” he told you before turning on his heel and walking off.

You watched him walk off for a few moments before turning back to the tea.

Your mother was on you the second you sat down.

“Who was that man? And where did you get that rose?”

“My hat flew off and he fetched it for me before it went into the mud. I was foolish, I should have tied it before walking off. A gust of wind caught it,” you told her calmly, fixing your skirts around your legs as you relaxed in your sitting position. “And I made a comment about the roses, so he picked one for me. I was afraid the poor man was going to hurt his fingers, but he was careful. Very kind of him to do so, it does smell lovely.”

“And his name?”

“Mr. Sherlock.”

Your mother eyed where he had walked off and she said, “Why does that name not sound familiar?”

The other ladies looked at a loss as well and you merely shrugged in response. “Maybe he is new to the city. I am grateful he walked me back. Are there any cucumber sandwiches left? I am famished.” You acted as if you had little interest in him to get your mother off your back, but you were already thinking of what gown to wear to the Mayberry Ball.

<><><>

You looked down at your gown for the umpteenth time, making sure nothing had spilled on it. You had chosen a deep purple, silk brocade with silver detail. It was one of your finest and your mother encouraged it, considering it was the courting season and especially since it was your fourth season. Your father listened to you when you told him you were uninterested in the men who had tried to court you thus far, but you knew even his patience would wear thin with your pickiness and your hand would be forced.

Eyes wandering, you stood by where your brother was recounting a story to your father and mother. People spun to the dance, others off to the side, exchanging flirtations. You suddenly locked eyes with Sherlock across the room.

He grinned briefly before raising his eyebrows. He turned, disappearing back into the hallway behind him.

Your family was distracted with your older brother, and you easily slipped away through the crowd, following where he had gone. The hallway was empty and there were doors at the end of it. You pushed them open and were expecting him. But you were met with empty air and your brow furrowed.

“Sneaking away, Miss L/N?”

You startled hearing him from behind you. He was sitting on a bench against the wall, nestled between two tall plants.

Stomping over you glowered down at him.

“Did I offend somehow?” he asked as he stood up from the bench.

You scoffed, “You told me to sneak away! And then you startle me!”

“I did nothing of the sort! I merely made a face. And you assumed from there. I don’t argue your detection skills though.”

“Why do I feel as if you are jesting?”

“Never.”

You sighed before saying, “Well, I would accept a dance. But I am sure my mother would be on you in a second. She was already curious about the walk.”

“As you suspected. And she should be. A strange gentleman walking her daughter through the park. Especially during the season. And who said I danced?”

“Is that why you were standing on the outskirts?”

“I could ask you the same thing.”

You cocked an eyebrow and said, “If you haven’t noticed, I am single. I am to be escorted at these types of events. My father and brother were keeping me close until someone approached me to ask for a dance.”

“You’d already danced with three by my count.”

“You were watching me. For how long?”

“The detail on your gown is exquisite.”

“Will you always compliment my clothing? Is there nothing else about me to compliment?”

There was a pause, the two of you staring at the other. Sherlock’s lips twitched and he hid a smile. “It would be inappropriate of a me to engage in other compliments, no matter how much they are warranted.” Well, that answered your question in a sly manner, much to your pleasure. “But, being found outside with a man alone would tarnish your reputation. And yet you followed. Speaking of inappropriate.”

“And you encouraged it. Plus, it is not like I am a lady. I’m simply middle class. It would not affect me as greatly.”

“I would not say ‘simply’ in that regard. It is very respectable to be middle class. Especially since I can deduce your family is further into the elite side of it. And on the contrary, not being upper class, the situation which we are describing would certainly affect you greater considering you are closer to having less equity if a suitable match was not made within your own social class. Middle-middle class is less than lower upper class.”

He noticed your eyes were narrowed and he cleared his throat, stopping in his speech.

“Do you always speak so much?” you asked him.

“Yes.”

You spotted your brother going through the crowd inside in earnest, certainly searching for you.

“Well, do not change, Mr. Sherlock,” you told him, giving him a quick smile. His interest was piqued by the comment, and you added, “I’m quite serious. It amuses me so. You have intellect. But I must take my leave. I spot my brother who is certainly going to talk my ear off in an unpleasant way about wandering off alone. Even if I say I was using the lavatory and did not want to interrupt their conversation.”

“If you find yourself on New Bond Street…” you said in invitation. Sherlock looked taken aback and you quickly said, “I am sorry. I did not mean to be too forward.”

“No,” he recovered quickly. He chuckled, shaking his head. “No, that’s not it. You are just… very close to me. A few blocks actually… fascinating.”

You saw your brother cross again and you hurried, “Oh, well, yes, that is. What a coincidence. Well, good night. I hope to see you again.” You gave him a half curtsy before you turned.

He grabbed your hand and you stopped, facing him again. He brought your gloved hand up to his lips and gave it a kiss, keeping his eyes on you. “And I as well.”

A smile was on your lips as he let your hand go and you hurried back through the doors back to the ballroom.

<><><>

The day after your tryst with Sherlock, you were not surprised you were called on at home. Thankfully, Arthur was not home.

“A gentlemen is here to see you, ma’am. A Mr. John Watson.”

You greeted him in the parlor, the door cracked. You did not want to arouse suspicion about this gentleman visiting you while Arthur was out, no matter if he was known as an acquaintance. Although, he was far closer to you than anyone in the household would ever know. If the maids wanted to eavesdrop, they could do so gladly.

“John,” you greeted him and he took his hat off to greet you in turn.

“Y/N, you look lovely as always,” he complimented as one of your maids brought in a tray of tea.

John waited for you to seat yourself before he sat down as well. You reached forward, preparing two cups of tea for the pair of you.

“Thank you. You look well. Mrs. Hudson must be feeding the two of you well.”

“Quite,” he answered.

“Sugar?”

“Please.”

You handed him his tea and he placed it in front of him.

John asked point blank, “How was he?”

Of course John knew you had seen him. If Sherlock left 221B Baker, you were one of, if not the first, stops he would take on most of the time if John was not with him.

“He was Sherlock.”

John took a drink and you watched him closely. He met your eyes again and sighed, “He’s been manic.”

“Then it’s a good thing he’s coming back out to see us then, correct? He confirmed he would be at the masquerade.”

“It’s gotten worse since—”

“I don’t need to be reminded again,” you told John.

“I think you do. Are you happy here?”

You bristled at the comment. Why did men think they had such a liberty to comment on your choices? Maybe you should have closed the door, but you did not expect something like this from John of all people. Sherlock, certainly. But not him.

John noticed your expression and he opened his mouth, but you cut in testily in quiet tones.

“I wish you wouldn’t speak so loudly about such matters right under my husband’s roof.”

You did get up now and go to the door, closing it. This was turning into something else entirely than what you had expected. John was watching and you hoped he realized he needed to be quick about this to not give too much time for them to speculate what was happening in here. You sat back down.

He matched your quiet tones, thankfully, even with the door closed. “It’s the most sure-fire way to get your attention on the matter.”

Taking a drink of your own tea, you kept your eyes pinned on him. Swallowing, you placed your cup back down delicately. “I cannot leave my husband.”

“I wasn’t asking you to do that.”

Cocking your head, you asked, “Then what are you asking, John?” His lips were pursed and you knew you had caught him. You shrugged, “You’re asking me to leave my husband. Divorce is illegal for me to initiate if you have forgotten.”

“I know that. He’s always better after he sees you.”

“But?” you asked, knowing there was more.

“But he always reverts.”

“Because he’s not with me?”

John gave you a look now and he said, “You know it is true.”

“John, is this for you or for him?”

“Can it not be both?” he asked honestly. “I am concerned for my friend, and I can simultaneously be concerned for my own mental health and anxiety.”

You sighed heavily, looking out the window.

“I know it is near impossible for you to obtain divorce – or even a separation – but… if you simply saw him more.”

“How?”

“Bring him into your circle. Then it would not be suspicious if the two of you were speaking with each other. On the street, in a restaurant, at the park.”

“You know it not just speaking that Sherlock and I engage in,” you whispered.

John rose his brows, looking embarrassed, but said, “I know. But just seeing more often may encourage him to imbibe less and relax.”

“Do you understand how much I wish I could be with him?” you asked seriously. John was quiet and you shrugged. “There will always be a hole, John, for me.”

John leaned forward and said, “Then try what I am suggesting. Please.”

Studying his face, you exhaled, running the risk of the idea through your mind. Sherlock was unorthodox, but perhaps he could put up a front to be around the gentlemen your husband surrounded himself with. It was farfetched but… possibly.

“I’ll consider it. I am going to see him tomorrow night at the ball. I trust you are attending?”

John nodded, “Yes. I am.”

“Good,” you told him, getting up again and going back to open the door a crack. You did not see anyone in the hall but you doubted they had not been there and had only run away when they heard your footfalls coming towards the door. Facing him again, you said in your normal voice, “I am looking forward to the gooseberry pie myself.”

~~~

Fic tags: @undecidedsworld @mcnegan

[osleyakomwonkru]

Octavia as The 100′s Jesus Figure, Part 4: Bardo, The Crucifixion and Second Coming of Octavia Blake

So we’re back for a fourth part of this series, which I started after season 6, because wouldn’t you know it - there’s more to be said.

In Part 1, Origin Story and the Meeting of Two Saviours, I discussed Octavia’s origin story as the Dark Saviour and her relationship with the show’s other Saviour Lincoln, and how with his death he invested her with the mission to save all of their people.

In Part 2, Saving Humanity and the First Passion of Octavia Blake, I talked about Octavia finally accepting and understanding her mission as the Saviour, redeeming the sins of humanity, and her first Passion narrative, which was left incomplete, and thus she lived.

In Part 3, Planet Alpha and the Second Passion of Octavia Blake, I wrote about Octavia’s second Passion narrative on Planet Alpha, which led to her road to Golgotha at the Anomaly, from which she is resurrected (the Crucifixion narrative still remaining a mystery) and then meets those she knew once again, before her ascension as the Anomaly reclaimed her in the last seconds of the S6 finale.

So now, Part 4 - Here we will get into that missing Crucifixion narrative, as well as the events that come to pass with Octavia’s Second Coming, the Judgment of Humanity, and how things may have played out differently had it been Octavia who walked into the glowy ball of light instead of Cadogan, Clarke and Raven.

From Dark to Light

Before we return to that missing Crucifixion narrative, which takes place on Bardo, Octavia, along with Diyoza and Hope, land on a different planet for ten years. This planet also has its purpose in our Saviour narrative, because while the show starts on dark themes, and thus needed Octavia as a Dark Saviour, in season 7 it began to shift to a theme of light and transcendence.

Enter the appropriately named Penance.

Octavia spends ten years on Skyring/Penance/Planet Beta, healing from her pain and darkness, and thus is no longer the Dark Saviour the narrative needed her to be before to bring salvation to her people, now she can be the Light Saviour who will save all of humanity.

Her new demeanour - though I hesitate to say new because it was born of ten years of peace, plenty, family, and healing, it wasn’t new to her, merely to those who used to know her for whom time had been much shorter - is evidence of her new Light. It confuses many, because they hadn’t had the same time and healing as she had, but it is evident in every move she makes. Rather than the tornado of righteous fury that she used to be, now Octavia is the steady and calm voice of reason - to Echo, to Hope, and especially to Clarke.

But back to that crucifixion narrative.

Every Noble Crown will be a Crown of Thorns

Her peaceful world torn asunder, Octavia is taken to Bardo, and thrown into M-Cap at the first opportunity. Others have mentioned how the M-Cap headcap looks like a crown of thorns, and they’re quite right - this is where Octavia’s Crucifixion narrative comes to fruition. No one spends as much time in that crown of thorns as she does.

She fights it, at first, but when acceptance is what will provide salvation to her people (or person, in this case, being Hope), she accepts her fate and faces her past - brutal days of reliving her history as the Dark Saviour, to firmly close that chapter of her life (a symbolic death rather than just her regular baptism-rebirth cycle).

She’s freed from her crown of thorns when Hope comes. Hope, the symbol of her new Light, and the Light that she will carry with her as she returns to Sanctum to be resurrected among those she once knew, those who had believed her to be lost, but who dearly needed the Light she was to bring them.

Revelation and The Second Coming

There are a lot of different moving pieces involved in the apocalyptic scenarios of Revelation, and how these come to play in season 7 of The 100 isn’t any different. So let’s take a look at some of the other key players and how they connect to Octavia’s story.

The False Prophet, The Dragon and The Beast

Now, in my Part 3 of this series (written after the S6 finale), I predicted that Bellamy would have a large part in the revelation of Octavia’s Saviour narrative. Obviously, that part didn’t come to pass, because of Bob’s absence from the show, but you can still see hints within the narrative that suggest he would have been a part of it before Bob pulled out (most notably, the Hesperides flashback in 7x04 - this flashback is pretty pointless in the context of Hope telling Echo and Gabriel that story, but if you imagine Bellamy being there to hear about how his sister raised Hope in much the same way he raised her - then it becomes way more meaningful).

But the narrative as it played out also presents interesting Biblical allusions, by casting Bellamy in the role of false prophet, fighting on the side of the Beast (Cadogan), instead of on the side of Christ (his sister).

The false prophet is said to be the second beast to rise in Revelation 13, who has “two horns like a lamb, but it spoke like a dragon” (Revelation 13:11) who is given the authority to speak on behalf of the first Beast (Cadogan), to deceive the people so that they will worship this Beast. The false prophet having the appearance of a lamb is relevant here, because Jesus is often referred to as the Lamb of God - thus, the false prophet (Bellamy) resembles the true Saviour (Octavia), not coincidental since they are in fact siblings and thus do bear some physical resemblances.

So who is The Dragon - that is, Satan? It is easy to say that the Dragon is Sheidheda, for it is the Dragon who is imprisoned, only to be released to deceive and wage war before being finally defeated. But it goes deeper than that - The Dragon is the dark side of the Flame itself, Sheidheda’s only the last prophet of that darkness. It is the Flame that gives Cadogan, the Beast, the power he needs to rule over his people - the glimpse of the idea of Judgment Day as something for the Disciples to work towards - “The dragon gave the beast his power and his throne and great authority” (Revelation 13:2) - even when the good side of the Flame, the Humanity that Becca believed so vital, wanted to keep it from him.

The Children of the Kingdom of Heaven

Jesus says “unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven” (Matthew 18:3). Octavia’s always been tied to different children throughout The 100 narrative, first as the child herself, and then others such as Gavriel, Ethan, Madi, Rose and Hope. But the important children for the purpose of this post are the three that are the “next generation” so to speak of the leading trio of the show, and their important roles in the final battle.

There’s Jordan, the Head-centered, who takes over Clarke’s role as John the Baptist, the prophet who bore witness to the Light (Jesus) so that others would believe. His testimony shows that the Final War is instead a Test, and he’s instrumental in making sure that Octavia can stop the war and pass the test to grant humanity eternal life instead.

There’s Hope, the Heart-centered, who takes over Bellamy’s role as Saint Peter, the disciple who becomes the leader of the church after Jesus’ ascension. Hope is Octavia’s grounding force, her new rock, and her love gives her strength to continue her journey.

And then there’s Madi, the Soul-centered, who is Octavia’s next generation counterpart. It’s made clear from the start of Madi’s introduction in season 5 that Octavia is her favourite, that Octavia is the one she looked up to, and even in season 7, these parallels are there, as Madi is ready to sacrifice herself to save the others, and in more peaceful ways too, like when she’s hiding in the reactor with her two new friends, reminiscent of season 1 Octavia and her friendship with Monty and Jasper. Madi, too, meets her Crucifixion in the M-Cap chair, in an even crueler and more vicious manner than Octavia did. But when Octavia saves humanity, this liberates Madi’s soul and grants her eternal life as well.

I am the Way, The Truth and the Life

Wonkru falls apart in Octavia’s absence. There’s no other way to say it. Wonkru crumbling in 7x03 is made even more conspicuous by the fact that they don’t even mention Octavia, because they’re still denying her, despite everything she brought them. They don’t realize that she’s the one to save them all, they don’t realize that, as Jesus says, “I am the Way, the Truth and the Life, no one comes to the Father except through me.” (John 4:16) - something that they will finally come to understand in the climax of the final episode.

But it isn’t time for that story yet. First we must turn to Revelation to see what happens to Wonkru and the others on Sanctum while they’ve chosen to deny her and follow the Dragon and the Beast instead.

Here we see the different plagues that strike the unbelievers - both in Revelation 8-9 and 16.

The first to come are “ugly, festering sores [that] broke out on the people who had the mark of the beast” (Revelation 16:2) - the radiation sickness that is a marker of the broken nuclear reactor in 7x03, which claims as James as one of its first victims. If you don’t remember who he was while watching that episode, look back to 6x02, where he’s one of the people attacking Octavia in the Eligius IV mess hall. He breaks faith with her, and here suffers the consequences of that.

The second and third plagues speak of both the seas and the rivers turning to blood - references to the rivers of blood created by Sheidheda’s massacres, first of the Faithful and then of the Children of Gabriel.

The fourth plague, the sun scorching people with fire, takes us to the eclipse in 7x13, where the sky is red with the eclipse. This leads to the fifth and sixth plagues - the kingdom being plunged into darkness as Emori kills power to the reactor to bring down the shield, which makes it possible for “locusts [to come] down on the earth” (Revelation 9:3) and devour those “who did not have the seal of God on their foreheads” (Revelation 9:5).

It is only the final plague - “rumblings… and a severe earthquake… [where] the great city split into three parts” (Revelation 16:18-19) - that strikes where Octavia is, with “a loud voice from the throne, saying ‘It is done!’” (Revelation 16:17). This line from Revelation calls back to what Octavia says to Hope in 6x13 before her Ascension - “Be brave, tell him it is done” - a sign that Octavia is needed elsewhere again. And soon enough she does depart to Bardo, alongside Clarke. Meanwhile, the survivors remaining on Earth have to reunite the three groups split in the bunker - those in the rotunda (Hope, Jordan, Gaia, Indra, Miller), those in the rec room (Raven, Murphy, Emori, Jackson) and those in the bunkrooms (Echo, Niylah) - to prepare for the final war and judgment.

The Fall of Babylon

Before Octavia can bring light to the world and grant humanity transcendence, there is still one more key part of Revelation that must come to pass, and that is the fall of Babylon: That is, in this ‘verse, Clarke.

Throughout Biblical narrative, Babylon stands in opposition to Jerusalem and its righteousness, just how in The 100 narrative Clarke and Octavia have always been set as foils to each other. Now, Clarke isn’t evil per se, but she’s always been set in her ways and doubles down when questioned about her past deeds - as we see both in how she faces the Primes in 6x03 and the Judge in 7x16. She doesn’t learn, and so she fails. Clarke, like Babylon, is locked out of heaven for not learning the patience and humility that Octavia did: “For her sins are piled up to Heaven, and God has remembered her sins. Give back to her as she has given, pay her back double for what she has done.” (Revelation 18:5-6).

With Clarke fallen, it is now time to begin the Final Judgment.

Final Test and Judgment

After Clarke’s fall, someone must step in to advocate for humanity, to guide the Judge’s gaze to the righteous, to the Saviour - Raven steps through the glowing orb to do so. So which figure in Revelation is most suited here? None other than the writer of Revelation themselves, historically considered to be John of Patmos, who is given these visions by the angels as a warning for humanity.

Raven bore witness to a number of the plagues, and while not always a believer in Octavia - in fact, out of all characters around for all seven seasons, they’ve shared the least screentime with each other - but they’ve still fought on the same side. Also of relevance here is that Raven’s been granted visions in the narrative of the show, like John of Patmos has in Revelation - though hers came as a result of ALIE.

While the Judge takes Raven to the battlefield in Bardo to prove humanity to be unworthy, this battlefield is instead where Octavia proves humanity to be worthy. Indra and Wonkru follow Octavia’s lead, finally recognizing that their only way to salvation was through her (see John 4:16 above), and after the Disciples too laid down their weapons, humanity is deemed worthy and the Judge grants them eternal life in the form of transcendence - rising to the heavens in the manner of the Rapture, “We who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air” (1 Thessalonians 4:17).

Where is the Judgment of the Dead?

Now, one thing missing in season 7 compared to the Book of Revelation and Jesus’ Second Coming is the Judgment of the Dead and welcoming those worthy into the domain of Heaven.

A longstanding phrase in The 100 has been “May We Meet Again”. This is part of the Traveler’s Blessing of Skaikru, and one that they use frequently with one another even in non-death contexts. So with that phrase, a lot of people expected that the dead would also be able to be part of transcendence somehow, and that beloved characters would then also be present on the beach in the final scene as they rejected transcendence to live mortal lives.

I believe, given everything in the past posts about Octavia, that had she been the one to go into the ball of light to face the Judge personally, rather than saving humanity on the battlefield, that this would have happened.

While logically I believe the best form for the Judge to take for Octavia would have been Diyoza, since Diyoza was her greatest teacher, her mind would be more likely to choose her greatest love, Lincoln - who, if we go back to Part 1 of this series, we remember is the other Saviour of this show’s narrative.

That would have been a reunion even more epic than the Clarke and Lexa reunion that the show gave us, for Lincoln and Octavia were far closer and together for far longer. And if the Transcendents possessed the powers that they do - instant genocide by crystallization at the wave of an arm, transcendence through the blink of an eye, restoration of healthy and whole bodies if those souls reject transcendence - then surely raising the dead would’ve been a simple task.

The only reason that couldn’t happen was extratextual - there was no way Ricky would work with JRoth again, and so this extra dimension, this aspect of the narrative that could have made things so much sweeter and less bitter, had to be put aside.

Now, that doesn’t diminish Octavia’s Saviour narrative in the least - she did still save humanity. She did still bear the sins of the human race, she was still mocked, cast out and sent to her crucifixion by those who denied her. She did still return from that symbolic death, resurrected, then ascended. When she faced Wonkru again - remember, that battlefield in 7x16 is the first time the bulk of Wonkru has seen her since 5x13 - it was in her Second Coming to bring the Final Judgment to them. The trials they’d faced in Sanctum in her absence showed them the truth - that they had to believe in her again to achieve their salvation.

She was the Way, the Truth and the Life of The 100 universe, and no one would have reached transcendence except through her.

[chiwhorei]

rings

pairing: a. azumane x fem!punk!reader

genre: smut, 18+ minors dni

word count: 1.3k

warnings: mentions of alcohol, oral (male receiving), reader has piercings

a/n: woof, this one got a little out of hand and might not be that great, but asahi deserves more content damnit. anyway, day 2 is coming out late but it’s still oct. 2 so i am taking that as a win.

hymn: end up here by 5sos okay i’m not sorry

kinktober 2020 - piercings

“Suga. Who the fuck is that?” You throw your hand to the gray-haired man’s chest and he scoffs at the dramatics. “That’s a friend of mine and Daichi’s. He’s kinda shy so don’t scare him. He’s not used to you like the rest of us are.”

“Scare him?” You scoff, taking a sip from the plastic cup in your hands, “I’m going to eat him alive.”

The rhythmic thumping of music mixes with Asahi’s unsteady heartbeat. His large hand in yours shaking slighting from the buzz of adrenaline. Stone sober in a sea of drunken, sweaty bodies but Asahi feels the most intoxicated he’s ever been.

He can’t remember how the night’s events took this turn. You two had been suffocating in sexual tension for hours, inching your bodies closer together. Every sparring look or fleeting touch pulled him in until Suga looked at you over the rim of his red solo cup.

“Jesus, can you two get a room?”

Asahi tried to laugh off his friend's intonation, as you had just met, but you simply stood from your spot next to him and held out your hand. He’s never been one to act so reckless, but something about you made him follow. Was it the way your laugh could pull his attention from a wildfire? Was it your head rolling to the side and resting on his shoulder like you had known each other for years?

Or was it the shiny, silver lip ring you pull between your teeth?

You walk in front with a kind of confidence that is both welcoming and eclipsing, leading him through a maze of hallways as he stumbles to keep up. You seem to contemplate every door before stopping in your tracks, turning around in a flash to pull him inside an empty bedroom.

“Finally,” you groan in relief, “it was getting a little crowded out there, don’t you think?” The tone of your voice is sticky around the edges, dripping past your lips as you stroll towards him. Asahi’s back presses against the closed door, trapped between it and your body. You lift up to your toes to meet his face as best you can, snaking your hands around his neck to pull him down. With a tall, muscular frame and rough features, anyone would assume that Asahi is the predator. They would be sorely mistaken. In this little dance, he is your prey.

Your face inches towards his, the scent of cherry chapstick and minty gum filling the closing space between lips. Since you came into view earlier in the night, Asahi has only been able to think of the cool metal pierced in your lip against his own.

“Do you like what you see, Azumane?” you flick the lip ring with the tip of your tongue, eliciting a whimper from the brunette. As your mouth curls around his family name, he sees the tiny silver ball in the middle of your tongue.

“I, um, Asahi, call me Asahi.” He tries to steady himself but all reason is escaping him. You’re so close now, he can practically taste you. He can’t help the begging in his eyes, he needs you to do something, anything.

Leaning into his toned chest, breasts pressed to his muscle, he thinks that you are finally going to kiss him. But you’re not done having your fun.

You take his quivering bottom lip between your teeth and tug lightly with a devious growl before pulling him down to you by his hair. His lips work on their own, needing to kiss you like it’s air to breathe. Needing to feel the cool metal dangling in front of him like a carrot on a string.

His hands find purchase at your hips, legs feeling weaker as moments pass and lust consumes him. Your tongue drags across his, the ring in your mouth a new, welcome sensation.

“You’re an eager one, huh? I like it.” You pull your handsome new friend to the awaiting bed, sitting him down on the edge and wasting no time crawling on top of his built thighs.

You meet his lips again, and this time Asahi is far less careful. He’s drunk off of your energy, bathing in the feeling you’re giving him. His hands explore your body, gripping your ass with hardened resolve when you squeal in pleasure. Asahi feels the silver ring pressing against his hot neck as open mouth kisses trail down to his collarbone.

You lean back in his hold, strong hands keeping you balanced while your fingers find the hem of your shirt. Asahi watches dumbly as you peel off your shirt to expose a sweet, pink bra.

The delicate lace on the cups is gorgeous on your skin, breasts pressed high at the top of the fabric. Asahi marvels at how beautiful you are above him, angelic almost. That is, until you rid yourself of the offending article and a devilish surprise is waiting for him in the form of two metal bars. He can feel himself salivating, calloused digits wandering up to palm your tits. Your back arches at his administrations, spurring him to roll a pert, sensitive nipple between his fingers, eyes flicking up to take in your reaction. Your head falls back at the sensation, bringing your hips to grind down harshly on his crotch.

The feeling of his clothed cock at your pussy is what you had been craving since Suga introduced you two at the beginning of the night, but you want more. Asahi seems keenly interested in your pierced tongue twisting with his. It’s high time you show him exactly what your mouth can do.

Your feet scramble for purchase on the hardwood only to drop to your knees in front of Asahi’s parted legs. You run your hands across his thighs, tracing the muscles up to where his hard on is straining against the denim.

“Y-you don’t have to do that. I’m okay with just-” He’s well aware of how desperate he sounds, hips bucking to meet your palm.

“Do you want me to stop?” You quirk an eyebrow, deft fingers tracing his zipper and punching down his boxers. No, the answer is, and always will be, no. He never wants you to stop. Conceding, he nods for you to continue, no longer trusting his own voice and you pop open his jeans. Your hand is slightly cold on his cock, and the feeling of your skin on his thick shaft makes him fist the sheets below him desperately.

His size is impressive, heavy in your hand and long. You run your hand up and down lightly, smirking when his hips raise to meet the slow pump of your hand. Soft, wet lips meet his head and a moan rips from deep within his throat. You take his cock in slowly, watching his expression as you sink down and trace your tongue around the vein at the base. The party is still in full swing ten feet away, the pounding bass vibrating around both of you, but all Asahi knows at this point is your tongue ring swirling around his cock.

Your mouth is hot on his aching dick, lewd slurping and gagging rings in his ears and pushes him farther into a foggy bliss. He doesn’t realize that his hand has a hold of your hair until your groaning around him. It’s all so salacious, having you in between his legs after being complete strangers only a few hours ago. The way your pierced lip is pressed snugly around his cock, the feeling of the metal bar in your tongue caressing him.

“Wait, please.” His voice is pathetic in his ears as he pulls you off of him, “I don’t want to cum yet, please just.. kiss me.” He’s begging but he can’t get himself to care. You wipe your mouth off on the back of your hand and let Asahi pull you back into his lap. He pulls your face back to his. Every moment in life feels a certain type of meaningless now that he knows how you feel.

“Don’t worry. We’re not nearly finished. I still have one more piercing to show you.”

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